Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

A wizard needs a teacher. Without a mentor to pave the way and teach the basics of magic, it would be very difficult for one to get started and improve on one's own efforts, because magic is such a sophisticated knowledge system that has been passed down based on thousands of years of research.

With Grace's attainments in magic, she is the most powerful magician here except Tricia, and naturally the best mentor.

Elsa, Tricia and Charlie also came over to join in the fun.

"She said it very well."

Tricia commented.

"If she is willing, she is capable enough to serve at the Imperial Magic Academy."

Ryan had been a lecturer at the Imperial Magic Academy, and Grace, who was even more powerful, was needless to say, but she was a witch after all, and a witch could not appear in such a place.

Elsa looked at Grace who was teaching seriously while surrounded by people. To be honest, it was the first time that Elsa heard Grace talk so many words in one breath. Usually, Grace would never speak unless she could help it. After people got used to her indifference, they discovered another side of her.

Perhaps, neither of them is Grace's true appearance.

Elsa couldn't help but think of Sophia's words - Grace used to be a very gentle and reliable person.

"I hope that one day in the future, witches can live like ordinary people."

Aisha suddenly said, and Tricia glanced at Aisha.

"Of course," Tricia smiled. "If you want to do it, Elsa, you will be able to do it one day. I will always stand by you and support you."

Charlie looked at Aisha and Tricia carefully and blinked her big eyes.

She was not dull, she saw the tenderness in Tricia's eyes, and women can generally understand other women.

At this time, Old Qiaoya walked to Elsa's side and slowly bowed to her.

"Thank you, kind girls."

"You should go thank those two men and Miss Grace," Elsa smiled and shook her head. After a moment's thought, she asked, "But speaking of which, isn't there a magician in the village?"

"No, this place is too remote. Even people from the magic academy haven't come here," Old Qiao Ya said with regret. "No one has come to the village for a long time. I also wanted to hire a wizard to check on the children in the village, but we can't afford that much money in this small place..."

Old Qiao Ya couldn't help feeling a little emotional as he spoke.

"I finally got that magic book. I don't want those children to live a life of mediocrity like me. I don't seek wealth or fame, but you can see that there are fewer and fewer young people in this village. There are only a few children left... The young people all want to leave and explore the world, but I really don't have much to teach them. My health is getting worse and worse, and I have forgotten most of the martial arts I learned in my youth. They have been away for so long and never returned..."

Elsa remained silent.

If someone has been out and never returned, it is likely that they will never come back. Elsa has lived here for more than two years, and she knows how dangerous this world is for an ordinary person.

"I want these children to have a foundation for their own lives when they grow up..."

Old Qiao Ya sighed and said.

At this point, Elsa finally understood Old Joeya. The village was in decline, and the children in the village grew up slowly. One day, they would want to go out and see the world like those young people, but the reality was always cruel. The young people never came back. No one knew whether they had encountered danger and stayed somewhere forever, or whether they had no skills and could only struggle to make a living in the city, and had no money to leave or were unwilling to come back in that state.

In short, Old Qiao Ya hopes that these children will have a skill to make a living when they grow up. Magicians are naturally a very good choice. Even if they don’t become adventurers fighting and killing, a magician has other ways to make a living for himself.

Was that introductory magic book really left behind by a kind-hearted person out of goodwill? Or did Old Qiao Ya say that on purpose?

No one knows.

At this time, Grace's lecture was over, but the children obviously had not heard enough. They cheered and began to circle around her. The brave little girl even pulled her hand directly.

Grace was startled.

It had probably been a long time since a child approached her actively. The second time, Elsa saw a moment of helplessness and hidden nervousness on her face.

Elsa looked at Grace and the children silently, feeling a little emotional in her heart.

In her previous life, she only saw stories about her peers living in impoverished mountainous areas on TV when she was in school as a child. Later, when she left school and entered the workplace, the hustle and bustle of the city became the main theme of her life. The scenery she saw every day was no different, so she naturally and took it for granted that the world was just like that.

But one time, she saw from the updates of a friend whom she hadn't contacted for a long time that her friend went to the mountains to teach. Seeing the scenery that was so different from the bustling city, she picked up those memories again.

In the past when material life was so abundant, the lack of basic education seemed an incredible thing, but even so, the popularization of education was still difficult in many areas.

What’s more, this is a world that is already backward.

Grace was still being pulled by the children, and she refused to give in. Elsa saw that the cold and distant look on her face had disappeared at some point. She squatted down and used magic to perform a small fireworks show for the children.

Tricia was beside Aisha, looking into her deep eyes.

"Elsa, what are you thinking about?"

“I wondered what I could do for these kids — or what I could do for people like these kids.”

Elsa paused.

"Ever since leaving Weilin Town, I've been plagued by a similar feeling, Tricia. As I told you before, I want to see the world with my own eyes and make my own judgments. But the truth is, as we've been on this journey, I've found that there are so many things I want to do, so many that I don't know where to start."

When she was in the town of Weilin, Elsa always wanted to erect a large windmill there and build a school to offer basic education and agricultural courses.

In Dammas, Aisha wants to rebuild West Street and establish a special hospital and a new security team.

In Mallaig, Elsa aims to change the townspeople's perception of witches.

some type of.

Roads and bridges, basic education, medical care, public security and law, agriculture, financial management... A lot can come to mind just by thinking about it. Elsa feels that she wants to do too many things, but then again, wanting to do it is one thing, but in fact, Elsa was not from a related industry in her previous life, and she knows nothing about the underlying operating logic of all this. Saying that she wants to develop and want to try is one thing, but if she really wants to get started, Elsa feels that she will probably make a mess of things. Even if she asks someone to do it, their thinking mode is very different from Elsa's. Elsa refers to the modern rules of her previous life, while the people here still use the old rules.

If Elsa wasn't there, who knows what would have happened in the end?

Was it truly implemented, or was it merely a convenience for clever speculators? And then they relied on the superficial appearance to satisfy themselves? Elsa definitely didn't want to end up like that.

In her previous life, Elsa had seen too many flashy projects. Donations and capital injections alone could not support prosperity itself. The recognition of ideas, economic vitality and sound relevant rule of law were the basis for continued vitality. It was not easy to do all of this well, because many things in this world were already fixed. This was the operating logic of this world that had stood the test of time. What Elsa wanted to do was the "abnormal" one, the one that "violated the rules".

That's exactly what's bothering Elsa. She's not satisfied with the status quo, but she can't come up with any better suggestions.

"Although I'm very capable, in reality, for many things, strength is only the first step. I don't have much experience in how to do it specifically, or whether doing it will bring about worse consequences."

Elsa sighed helplessly, and then Tricia's silver bell-like laughter was heard - it was the first time Tricia saw such an unconfident expression on Elsa's face.

"No one is born wise. The accumulation of experience is often accompanied by failure, isn't it? If you really want to do a lot of things, Elsa, why not start with the simplest ones? If you want to change more people, why not start with a city, a small town, or a village? No matter what, I will stand by you and support you."

As she spoke, she gently hooked Aisha's finger under her robe.

"Or let me give you a piece of advice. If you're not sure whether you should overturn everything now, why not just start from scratch? Coincidentally, you have an empty city to your name, right? There's nothing there, so you can start over. Elsa, you can just go for it. Your wife Mira will definitely support you."

When she said the word "wife", Tricia deliberately emphasized it.

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342. The Crowd's Eyes [Part 3]

Construction of a sky island?

Elsa really hadn't thought about it in detail. She had never planned to do so, at least not actively.

After all, in Elsa's view, that city is a kind of "ruins", and it is Mira's property, Mira's hometown - the entire Winged Clan may only have that last place to prove that they once existed, a tombstone belonging to the Winged Clan, a buried history. Even if it has nothing to do with Elsa, people are always easy to empathize. Elsa has never taken the initiative to think about rebuilding the Sky Island. She subjectively wants to leave it intact.

Just stay, and then what?

In her previous life, Elsa was just an ordinary person, and she almost never took the initiative to think about these issues.

In her previous life, Elsa was taught to "respect and protect cultural relics", but she was rarely told about the weight those cultural relics carried.

Tricia's ideas are obviously different. She advocates the development of Sky Island, whether it is the research of magic or rebuilding it as a mobile fortress. This is completely different from Elsa. As a mystic sage, Tricia's attitude towards ancient relics is probably "maximizing the value of relics" - this is the weight carried by the "relics" of this world.

The wisdom and creativity of our predecessors paved the way for future generations, allowing mankind to slowly climb to the top of this world step by step through thousands and tens of thousands of years of accumulation.

Among magicians, the common practice for handling relics and inherited magical knowledge was to "make the most of them." Elsa could understand this attitude. After all, in this world, no one had the luxury of wasting money. Was such a large city simply going to sit empty, waiting for it to one day run out of energy and fall from the sky? That was ridiculous.

"I want to ask Mira's opinion on this matter first."

Aisha said.

She was not a very stubborn person, and ancient relics did need to be respected, but Aisha also agreed with Tricia's opinion.

The two have different meanings.

"It's okay, there's no need to worry. In fact, in my opinion, as long as you are here, Elsa, this era is already very lucky. If the Demon King descends again, with your power, war will never break out again. Isn't this a wonderful thing?

So, Elsa, maybe you can relax a little. Striving for perfection can sometimes be a source of sadness. Whether it's the Saint, the Hero, or me, there's actually not much we can do, because our power is ultimately limited. When I look back, I often wonder: the Saint and the Hero, my dear friends, their sacrifices didn't seem to truly change the world. Everything I see in this world is the same as it was fifty years ago—how sad, isn't it? But I've always believed that no one's efforts are in vain. Even if nothing changes today, there will definitely be changes in the future.

And you, you are an outsider, Aisha, your power exceeds all of us, one day, the world must revolve around your will, everything we do and experience now is in preparation for that day, I have always been happy that you are a kind person. "

Tricia looked up at the sky, her breath condensed into white mist in the air, and snowflakes slowly fell, floating on her hair, appearing particularly eye-catching.

"Thank you."

Elsa lifted Tricia's hair and put her hood on.

"But you're exaggerating. I want the world to revolve around me. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable if my every move was watched? I also like to see different scenery."

"A different view?"

Tricia smiled and winked at Elsa meaningfully, with a playful air.

"You mean like Charlie, like me?"

Aisha felt that Tricia had really learned bad things.

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In her previous life, Elsa had never thought about changing the world, nor had she even thought about changing the thoughts of the people around her. She liked women and often faced other people's strange looks. She would feel sad at first, but later she let it go and finally completely blocked out other people's looks.

Aisha knew that it was actually a disguised compromise.

Who doesn't want the love they choose to be recognized, envied, and blessed by those around them? But the fact is that when the mainstream denies a person, that person has few options left.

That's just a microcosm. It just so happens that Elsa is born to like girls.

Most people also have other compromises, such as life, work, and hobbies. Taking an empty shuttle bus, buying the remaining bread in the bakery, and choosing a small road after get off work may all be choices to go against the current.

It's different now. Elsa is becoming more and more aware of what her power means in this world. When she really possesses a power big enough to influence the world pattern, if she continues to choose to ignore everything, Elsa feels that her past self will laugh at her present self.

People's hearts really do expand, Aisha thought.

"I'll give it a try once the situation in the North is over, but...where should I go to find the first residents of Sky Island?"

While eating the food provided by the village, Aisha was thinking.

Elsa has already made some preliminary plans for the city's specific planning. As for the residents... she can only take it one step at a time.

Perhaps, Grace and Sofia could try bringing the witches up there? Filia could also bring the half-elf...if they really wanted to. Elsa couldn't just tie anyone up.

Population was the most fundamental factor; without enough people, there couldn't be a city. But if a city were to be established, would it need to be reported to the Empire? Or would it be independent? Would it need to establish a church or monastery? What about a guild? Furthermore, if a city were to be established, a city hall would undoubtedly require a skilled and capable staff. Furthermore, would a small military force be necessary? Or perhaps a few capable individuals? And what about laws? Would a handwritten code of laws be necessary? Elsa felt that this was a bit of a challenge.

After much thought, if Elsa really wants to build a city, what she lacks most now is people, talents and residents.

The more Elsa thought about it, the more difficult it became.

As she was thinking, Elsa suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure.

The figure had been staring at this side intentionally or unintentionally. With Elsa's perception, she would have noticed anyone who looked at them for a few more seconds - when Elsa looked over, the figure quickly disappeared into the crowd, but Elsa's eyesight was excellent, and she still keenly captured the person's profile and back.

Looks like a young girl.

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343. Are you Elsa’s lover?

Sometimes it is very obvious at a glance whether a person's gaze is simply out of curiosity about outsiders or has other meanings.

The vigilance and a hint of fear in that look made one pay attention.

"Tricia, can you sense the presence of demons and vampires in this village?"

Aisha asked Tricia beside her, putting down the knife and fork in her hand.

Tricia closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again and shook her head. "Judging solely by the magic energy flowing in the air, there's no discernible presence. What's going on?"

"I noticed someone was watching us."

Tricia followed the direction Elsa's gaze was pointing and saw crows flying slowly across the snow in the sky.

"Is it the girl with the gray shawl?"

"Ah."

Tricia took a few more glances before saying, "She seems to be a demihuman—I didn't notice it when I first arrived here because she doesn't seem to be able to use magic."

Tricia's magical perception can be roughly divided into two categories. One is to confirm the target directly through the observation of magic elements through magical vision. As long as the target has exhaled and released magic power within a period of time, Tricia can detect the existence of the target through the traces of magic element assimilation - just like impurities in clear water, any magic element will be affected by the soul and change after entering the body of a living being.

Tricia can clearly see the magic residue. This method can capture the target's characteristics and even directly analyze the magic circuits in the opponent's body, and infer the opponent's magical methods through the traces of magic changes. However, if the target has special magic circuit disguise methods, such as Tricia's own "Mysterious Magic·Magic Furnace", similar methods can evade detection to a certain extent.