From then on, Danica lived in Qingri Village and lived an extremely leisurely life.

In the morning, when the sun climbs up the mountain and gets up and washes, you will have a simple breakfast. It is usually the porridge made by Lin'an with pickled pickles from Tailan. Of course, although the pickles are pickled by Tailan, the meal in the morning is usually made by Lin'an. Tailan's craftsmanship is very good, even the pickles used with ordinary ingredients taste quite good.

After breakfast, Tyran and Lin'an would go to the fields to work on farming, and Danica would sometimes watch from the side. The land they were responsible for was about twelve acres of land. These twelve acres are now planted with winter wheat. In addition to pulling weeds and loosening the soil, they would also use natural magic to help crops grow better. However, Danica's body is still too weak, and she doesn't know much natural magic, so she can only watch from the side and can't help. Farming is very simple and does not take long. Half a day is enough, so the next time can be arranged freely. Tyran and Lin'an will learn natural magic together, and sometimes they will go to the next door to ask their teachers. Life is fulfilling and pleasant.

But for Danica, such a life is a torment.

At the beginning, Danica could still enjoy the comfort brought by a leisurely life, but soon, her heart began to be filled with anxiety. But she couldn't explain why this anxiety occurred.

Danica is now very weak and can only take care of herself. She can't do any heavy work. She will be out of breath if she walks a little faster. Moreover, her soul is still very weak and cannot mobilize her mental power. If she forcefully mobilizes her head, it will hurt and feel dizzy. Once she fell into a coma directly. This way, there is no way to learn magic. Maybe it is because of the weakness of the soul, her calculation and memory ability are not as flexible as before. It can be said that Danica has completely degenerated into an ordinary person now.

An ordinary person, this identity is far away for Danica. She was fortunate to get that magic note when she was thirteen years old and began to embark on the path of a magician. But now, nine years have passed and after all kinds of cruel experiences, she has become a third-level magician. As a result, due to a plot, she lost all her power and returned to her original identity.

Danica did not get any peace in this peaceful and quiet village. She only felt a sense of anxiety. As for where this anxiety came from, she couldn't explain clearly, at least from now on, she was safe!

Danica breathed a long sigh, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and ended today's meditation. The meditation that could be immersed in the past has now lost its effect. During the meditation, she still did not get quiet, but instead felt a strong sense of hatred. This emotion almost made her lose it. Fortunately, she was pulled out in time.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?" Tyran asked curiously.

In the next yard, Lin Ona and Tyran were asking their teacher, the elf old man who brought Danica back, to ask questions. When the explanation was halfway through, the teacher suddenly stopped and turned to look at their yard.

"Nothing." The old man said softly, continuing to explain the natural way to his students, but Tailan clearly felt that the teacher's mind was no longer here.

After explaining a question, Tyran immediately said, "Okay, teacher, I have no problem. We still need to go back and think about what I learned today."

"But I still...well!" Lin Ona groaned before he finished speaking. He felt a sharp pain behind his back. Tailan was pinching himself hard through his clothes. This girl was too hard, so she definitely pinched the piece of meat.

"We're fine." Tyran said with a smile, standing behind Lin Ona, "We'll go back first."

Although he didn't understand why Tyran said that, Lin Ona said as she said, "Yes, we have no problem." He felt that Tyran's hand was on his back again, and if he said the wrong thing again, he would be beaten.

The old man nodded and said, "Okay, you guys go back first."

After seeing off the two students, a trace of sorrow appeared on the old man's face. He had just clearly felt the aura of killing and hatred that spread out from the next yard. He knew who this came from.

"Danica Fengyu." The old man said this name softly. Why did the adult choose such a person? Or should he not have saved her at first, letting her die at the foot of the mountain is the best ending? Thinking of this, the old man smiled bitterly and shook his head. Is the reason why this world becomes so cruel is because of a girl? Even without her, the world is still full of blood.

The old man closed his eyes, and his eyes were covered in blood. He didn't know whether he saw the future or the catastrophe eight thousand years ago.

The next morning, Tyran knocked on Danica's door and asked, "Danica, have you gotten up?"

Danica responded inside and said, "Come in!"

After Tyran came in, he saw that Danica had finished washing and was cleaning up her bed, and said, "Don't worry about this for now, the teacher asks you to come here."

Danica knew who the teacher in Tyran was referring to, but why did the old man suddenly remember him? Although he saved himself, he was nothing special to him! It seemed that he saved a girl's life while going out.

"Oh, OK," Danica said, washing her hands and following Tyran out.

On the way, Danica asked, "I have a question that I have always wanted to ask, what is your teacher called?" Although she had never seen the old man performing any powerful magic, she felt that he was probably a high-level profession. During her studies in the Magic Academy, Danica had seen several high-level druids in her notes and books and some deeds. Maybe she knew her again!

Tyran hesitated for a while and said, "You can call the Seleus mentor."

Danica's heart skipped a few times. Although Tyran did not say the old man's surname, the name Seleus was enough. Seleus Linmeng, the leader of the druid sect, the only big druid, a legendary figure who had lived for nearly ten thousand years... I didn't expect that it was the big druid to save myself.

Danica suppressed her inner surprise and tried to say in a calm tone: "Oh, that's it!"

Seleus lived next door, and they arrived as they spoke. Tyran knocked on the door lightly, and heard a sound of "Come in." Then he pushed the door and walked in, and Danica followed behind.

Danica carefully glanced at Seleus. This was a powerful professional who was as famous as Pasival Brian, the dean of the three major magic academies! But Danica couldn't see anything. Not to mention that she is an ordinary person now, even if she still retains her previous strength, she couldn't see anything. After all, the gap between the two is too big.

Seleus was still wearing numb today and was sitting on a chair in the yard to prepare tea.

Clothes of fabrics such as coarse hemp are very rough. If worn close to each other, they will be very uncomfortable and not very warm. It is almost late autumn now, and the warmest time of the day is only a few degrees. At night, the temperature will drop to zero. Clothes of coarse hemp cannot withstand the cold wind of autumn. Although they are not warm, poor civilians have no other choice and can only wear coarse hemp. Or in other words, it is good to wear a piece of clothing in autumn and winter. Every year, I don’t know how many people die of hunger and cold in autumn and winter, and fall directly on the ground and can’t get up again. The only advantage of coarse hemp fabrics is wear resistance, which is quite in line with the living conditions of those poor people. They need to work hard every day of the year to take care of themselves and the whole family. In short, coarse hemp is a kind of clothing worn by the poor.

The farmers living here may be the happiest. The land here is fertile, and there are people from the Druids who help to breed seeds and provide help. They can often get a bumper harvest. Even in the disaster year, they can rely on surplus grain and relief to survive, so that they will not die of famine and starvation. In addition, the taxes here are not very high, and even ordinary families can have a piece of cotton clothes for each person, but when they go to work in the fields, they will still wear wear-resistant and coarse hemp clothes.

This is true for ordinary farmers, let alone professionals. In theory, professionals have a high status no matter where they are, and they will not lack food and clothing. But I don’t know if wearing numb is a tradition of the Druid Sect. Lin Ona and Tyran are also wearing numb, but they will have a piece of cotton clothes in their clothes, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable.

Tyran brought Danica to Seleus and bowed and said, "Teacher."

Seleus was fiddling with his tea set, and without looking up, he said, "You go back."

Tyran glanced at Danica and stepped back, leaving Danica alone.

Seleus didn't say anything anymore, Danica could only stand there and wait. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Seleus's tea was finally brewed. He took out the small tea bowl, poured it in half a cup, pushed it over, and said, "Drink it!"

The green and slightly yellow tea soup is very clear and not turbid at all. Even if it is a distance away, Danica can still smell a faint fragrance. This is a good tea, but she does not think it is just a cup of ordinary tea.

Danica asked boldly: "Why?"

Seleus looked up at Danica's eyes and said, "It can calm you."

Danica chuckled and said, "I don't think a cup of tea can bring peace." Although she said that, she did not dare to openly disobey the order of an eighth-level professional, picked up the bowl of tea and drank it in one sip.

The tea soup flowed into the stomach along the throat, making Danica feel warm and comfortable. But the feeling of comfort didn't last long. Her entire stomach began to burn, and various chaotic forces began to conflict left and right. Danica's body could not withstand this torture now, and a mouthful of blood surged upwards. She held it in her mouth and did not spit it out. She forced herself to drown it down, but a trace of it flowed out along the corner of her mouth.

Looking at Danica, the bright red appeared before Seleus's eyes. Such a destined person to be killed really could not gain peace with a cup of tea.

Danica held the table, and the colic in her abdomen became more and more severe. Is this a heartbreaking feeling? I didn’t expect that I could have this kind of experience if I was immune to the poison.

Seleus sighed, and called Tyran to help Danica go back.

Tailan didn't dare to ask too much in front of the teacher. She helped Danica back to her bedroom and hugged her on the bed. Then Tailan asked, "What's wrong with you? Your old injury has relapsed?" She said with a little anxious tone. It seemed that she was really worried about Danica's situation.

At this time, the colic had slowly subsided. Danica gasped and forced a smile at Tyran, saying, "I don't know, maybe." She had no choice. She couldn't say that drinking a cup of tea from your teacher would be like this. I suspect your teacher wanted to poison me.

Taylan covered Danica with a quilt and said with distress: "Then you can take good care of yourself and don't think about anything." Taylan also felt that Danica had been in a state of unstable thoughts and looked anxious, and she didn't know what she was anxious about.

Danica curled her lips and said, "Thank you, I will take a serious rest."

"Don't be so serious." Taylan said quickly, "Restoring requires relaxation. Don't always think about being serious or not. You will be very tired!"

Danica smiled and said, "Okay, listen to you, listen to you."

Even as Tyran said, it took Danica three days to get out of bed without such serious rest.

A few days later, Danica's body recovered a little better, and Seleus sent Tyran to call her over again.

This time, Seleus took Danica out of the village and came to the east end of the village.

Qingri Village is located at the foot of a mountain. It is said to be a mountain, but it is not high, so it is okay to say it is a small hill. The small hill next to Qingri Village is not steep at all, and it is quite short, as if it was cut off in the middle.

Seleus stood in the fields and said, "This mountain is called Mid-mountain."

At this time, a gust of wind blew, Danica shivered for a moment, feeling so cold! But at this time she couldn't stamp her feet and rub her hands. No matter how cold she was, she could only bear it. She casually glanced at the mountain that Seleus said, and responded casually: "Oh."

Seleus pointed to the mountain and said, "You will take care of this farm."

Danica twitched the corner of her mouth, farm? She can't stand firm even if she sneezes, and she still has to take care of a farm? This big druid really overestimates her physical condition.
Chapter completed!