Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Stella was so convinced of this that the Elf King did not refute it.

But Stella couldn't understand why, even though she had managed to get rid of the fact that the immortals were participating in the war, she still hadn't truly grown up even after hundreds of years.

In terms of magical level, she clearly surpassed that of a Grand Magister, and could even use spells that even a Great Magister might not be able to use. However, the strength she measured was only at the level of a High-Level Mage.

It's important to know that there's only one mage between a Grand Magus and a Sorcerer Saint.

However, the difference between a high-level mage and a magic saint is as great as that between a magic master, a grand magic master, and a magician.

Stella was certain that she wasn't nervous while taking the measurements, but the fact that the data she got each time was incorrect was interesting.

Under normal circumstances, once a fairy becomes a high-level magician, she can try to change her physical form and become as tall as an elf.

The ability to change body shape steadily and freely is a sign that a little fairy has reached adulthood.

No matter how hard Stella tried, she couldn't succeed.

Damian and the others were very worried, but the Elf King acted as if nothing had happened and continued to teach her magic that high-level mages shouldn't learn.

"Your Majesty, when will I be able to grow up?"

Seeing Stella slumped over her book, sighing and groaning, the Elf King asked, "Isn't it good to stay a cub forever?"

Stella said weakly, "Okay, it's definitely a good thing to always be loved, but how painful it would be to be a cub forever without being able to control yourself."

As Stella spoke, she deliberately "secretly" glanced at the Elf King.

Based on her observations, the Elf King must know why.

However, Stella also knew a little bit about it.

Because when Stella, the little fairy in the main group, first appeared, she looked like a thumb fairy.

"Don't worry," the Elf King comforted her, "the time is almost up."

“Alright then, I believe you, King,” Stella said, her eyes crinkling as if she had truly put the matter behind her.

Stella used the excuse of going out to play to fly to the side of the Elf Mother Tree.

On the branches of the mother tree, the grass that brought her into the world is still thriving.

Stella took out her little hammock, and soon after lying down, she fell asleep in the gentle breeze.

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"What an idiot! I've taught you so many times and you still can't get it. Are you really a descendant of the Eugene family?"

Stella was woken up just in time to hear this sentence.

What? The Eugene family?

Stella rubbed her eyes and realized that she wasn't lying in a small hammock, but on a lush tree branch.

Stella's eyes darted around, and she first hid herself under the cover of tree branches.

Under the tree, a mean-spirited woman in a priest's robe was still mercilessly humiliating a beautifully dressed young girl.

"You, a piece of trash with almost zero affinity for magical elements, want to become a mage?"

"If your parents hadn't sincerely begged me, would you have thought you'd receive my guidance? You'd be dreaming!"

The girl standing opposite the woman remained calm. After the woman finished speaking, she said, "What do you mean my parents are begging you? Didn't you come here wanting money and resources from my family?"

"Believe me or not, if you say one more word, I can kick you out."

"I just don't know if you'll still be able to live the life you dream of after you're kicked out."

"You!" The sharp-tongued woman was shocked by her retort, her arrogance immediately weakened, and she glanced at the maid with a hint of panic.

Then, she made up an excuse and left.

Seeing this, a maid stepped forward and said, "Fifth Miss, this is the last teacher who is willing to teach you. If you drive her away, who else will be willing to come?"

"Didn't you say before that you would be patient?"

The Fifth Miss sneered and looked at the maid: "I said to be patient? Wasn't it you who kept telling me to be patient?"

"I've come to my senses now. No matter what, I am the noble young lady of the Eugene family, with the bloodline of the Xue'an Empire's royal family. How can I allow a mere high-level mage to bully me so easily?"

"But Fifth Miss..."

The maid's words were abruptly interrupted.

"Who sent you?" The Fifth Miss's eyes were filled with icy coldness. "Are you really my servant?"

The maid was taken aback for a moment, then quickly said, "Fifth Miss, what are you saying? I have been serving the Eugene family since my ancestors' time. How can you slander me like this?"

"Perhaps my advice to you was inappropriate, but I truly care about you."

"The Eugene family's ancestor was the magic god Eugene, so they have always valued their descendants' magical skills."

"If you can't even use a water-controlling spell, what will you do in the future?"

The maid sighed deeply as she spoke, "Fifth Miss, think carefully about what I just said."

After the maid left, the fifth young lady kicked a stone at her feet in anger.

Because of her great strength, the stone flew straight into the sky.

Stella watched as the rock fell from the sky and got closer and closer to her, and instinctively dodged to the side.

But it would have been better if she hadn't dodged. As a result, the stone bumped into some branch and came straight at her.

Stella's eyes flashed, and she continued flying to the side.

But the stone seemed to have eyes; it brushed past countless branches and leaves and landed precisely at her feet.

"Who are you!"

The sound of a stone falling onto a tree startled the Fifth Miss from her thoughts. As she looked up, she noticed a sliver of light shining through the gaps in the tree, tinged with blue.

“If you don’t come out, I’ll tell my father. He’s a mage.”

"If he's the one who drags you out, I have no idea what will happen."

Stella thought for a moment, then feigned innocence and secretly looked down, only to meet the gaze of the Fifth Miss.

She immediately shrank back, as if she were somewhat frightened.

In that instant, it was enough for the Fifth Miss to see Stella's appearance clearly. Her previous sharpness disappeared, and she asked somewhat cautiously, "Are you a little vixen? How did you end up in my house?"

Seeing that Stella didn't react, she said again, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Perhaps you've heard of my ancestor, who was a god of magic named Eugene. He even attended the Elven Hundred Days Celebration."

"And another of my ancestors, Daniel Eugene, had a very close fairy pen pal."

Stella, upon hearing this, peeked out from behind the tree a little: "I don't know how I ended up in your house, I just accidentally took a nap."

A dark glint flashed in the Fifth Miss's eyes: "So that's how it is."

"So now you don't know how to get back, do you?"

She said expectantly, "Why don't you stay here with me for now? I'll help you find out how to get back."