The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

In the next few days, nothing new happened. Apart from attending classes as usual, I practiced.

As her practical ability grew stronger, she no longer had the sleepiness problem, but her appetite kept increasing, which made her a little distressed. Fortunately, everything she ate was transformed into nutrients, which promoted her height growth and did not allow it to develop horizontally.

After becoming proficient in some basic spells, Tia began to delve into the water power that she awakened on the way to being kidnapped and the healing power she obtained from Syrio.

Comparing the power of water and the power of healing, Tia prefers the power of healing. After all, when she is injured or unconscious due to an accident, the healing power in her body can help her heal the wound and recover quickly, or eliminate the drugs and wake up.

Tia thought about going to the library to look for any relevant documents about the healing power, but she found that apart from a brief introduction, there were no relevant cultivation methods.

She suddenly remembered that the healing power in this world had long been monopolized by the church. There were no relevant cultivation methods in the books circulating on the market. If you wanted to know, you had to go to the church, but once you were discovered to have healing power, you would basically be kept in the church.

I don't know what happened to Syrio?

Why doesn't she have some kind of golden finger like a portable space that contains the cultivation methods of various magical skills?

Tia was frustrated and wondering if there was any way to enter the church and see the relevant training methods, when she saw Joel walking towards her in a hurry.

"Tia, father is coming back!"

!!!

Tia's thoughts were suddenly drawn away. The father she had never met was coming back?!

"When will it arrive?"

"It should have happened in the past two days."

"Do we need to prepare something to bring father back?"

"Of course. And the clothes I asked the tailor to make for you will be delivered to your room this afternoon. I hope you like them."

"Thank you brother!"

"As long as you are happy." Joel smiled and rubbed Tia's head, as if he wanted to rub it into a mess.

Tia turned her head away in resistance, but the words in her ear the next second made her even more resistant.

"Master, I noticed that the young lady has been eating too many sweets recently and occasionally covers her face. It must be because of toothache. The young lady is still young and has not officially changed her teeth yet, so she should protect her teeth." Tamara leaned forward slightly, folded her hands, and spoke in a neither loud nor soft voice.

"Then our little Tia needs to control herself a bit. Let's eliminate desserts in the morning and evening, reduce the amount of desserts at lunch, and replace the desserts with other snacks."

Joel himself doesn't like sweets, so he didn't know that children would have this kind of trouble. Since Tamara reminded him, it means that the matter is quite serious, so he made a judgment immediately.

It was like a bolt from the blue. Tia looked at Joel and then at Tamara, and for a moment she didn't know who to be angry with.

"Brother, my good brother~" Tia reached out to pull Joel's sleeve, and even rubbed her head on his hand. Her big watery eyes looked at Joel, who had the power of life and death over desserts, in a flattering manner.

She couldn't imagine what she could eat now that dessert had been cut.

There weren't many snacks in medieval Europe, and people were fond of sweets. The mainstream after-meal desserts were just some sweets and some wine. Since she was young, she wasn't allowed to drink, so without desserts, she was essentially without snacks.

"It's no use acting like a spoiled child. Does Tia want to have weird-shaped teeth?" Joel said as he touched Tia's head soothingly and pinched her soft face.

It turns out that beauty comes at a price.

Thinking that the dentistry here is not well developed, Tia could only reluctantly say goodbye to her dessert.

However, the desire to eat Chinese food became stronger and stronger in her mind, as the variety of food here was too limited.

"If my father had arrived, I would have told you in advance. I have to go prepare some other things now, so I'll be leaving first."

"Okay, brother." Tia watched Joel leave, then looked at Tamara with a resentful face, "Tamara!"

"Miss." Tamara lowered her head obediently, looking as if she was willing to be criticized.

Tia's rising anger subsided again. "Forget it, I want to be alone for a while. Can you help me prepare some fruit?"

"Okay lady."

Tia also knew that Tamara chose to speak out at this time instead of telling Joel privately because she wanted her to act as an informant and try to avoid conflicts between the siblings.

But even so, Tia could only cry in her heart when she thought of his disappeared dessert.

Turning grief and anger into motivation, Tia decided to try practicing healing magic using the method of cultivating the green spirit.

Unexpectedly, the item condensed this time was not as easy to condense as the Green Spirit.

She tried many times to mobilize the magic power in her body and absorb the corresponding magic power from the surrounding air. The light spot in her hand also grew bigger and bigger.

Then, Tia felt that the healing magic around her was being swept towards her as if it had fallen into a whirlpool. The magic flowed in and out rapidly, causing Tia's fair and slender arms to begin to tremble.

The white light spots grew larger and larger, slowly transforming into a rectangle.

For some reason, Tia always felt that the result would not be a simple rectangle. She endured the pain in her arm, closed her eyes, and tried hard to guide the magic power into her body.

When she couldn't see, the rectangle in her hand seemed to be polished by the continuously transmitted grinding, carved bit by bit, and finally transformed into a little angel with a pair of wings.

The moment the little angel appeared, Tia seemed to have noticed something and opened her eyes to see what she had transformed into.

The little angel has a pretty and pure face, with a pair of wings behind him tightly wrapping most of his body. He is curled up with his eyes closed, like a newborn baby.

Tia tentatively held the little angel in her hands, but she didn't expect that at the moment when the magic transmission ended, the little angel was still there, lying quietly in her hands.

Qing Ning, who was practicing nearby, sensed an exceptional healing power and climbed up Tia's body. Seeing the little angel in her hand, she couldn't help but stretch out her tiny fingers and gently poked the soft cheek.

The little angel seemed to be disturbed and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Tia confusedly, spread his wings and flew in the air, gently kissed Tia's forehead, and then disappeared.

Tia felt a warm touch on her forehead, but was afraid of disturbing the angel, so she looked up and saw the little angel gradually disappearing.