Emira Milan was born in 145 AD. She was the third princess in the royal family at that time. She was smart since she was a child. She set out to learn magic in Ainrodante, the country of wizards, when she was only five years old. After her younger brother succeeded to the throne, she left her elders behind.
As a princess, she serves as a mentor in Yunzhong Tower. The Bayer royal family will always recognize her royal status. The current succession sequence of the royal throne is sixty-seven.
If you look up the information on the Bayer Empire, you will probably only get these meaningless comments about Amyra.
But in fact, there are only two words in the original record about her - witch.
She has been regarded as a freak since she was a child. She is not as noisy as other children. She always sits alone, neither crying nor laughing, just like a puppet.
Even her biological mother and people around her suspected that she had intellectual problems, but when she first spoke, she caused countless troubles.
"Mother, why do you want to kill those little cuties in the garden? They scream so miserably. Why do everyone ignore their pleas for advice? Didn't you tell me to help the weak?"
For the young Amyra, she couldn't understand why those ferocious adults with big scissors persecuted those little beings who couldn't help but scream. Even though they screamed so miserably, no one helped them.
"Maybe it's because they were too young that no one heard them. Since no one heard them, let me help."
So, she took matters into her own hands.
"Uncle Dashu, please help everyone. Deal with the bad guy with the scissors."
While everyone was still overjoyed by Her Royal Highness the Princess' sudden voice, misfortune struck.
With just the whisper of a young child and a small command, the huge oak tree turned into a man-eating tree demon, swallowing up the enemies of the flowers and trees in the garden.
"Help! Guard. Where are the guards?"
"Ah ah ah, there is a monster eating people!"
The dryads who suddenly appeared in the royal garden caused panic. In the chaos, only the little princess stood out, smiling sweetly at the trees in the garden.
"Don't worry, Amyra won't let others bully you."
But the flowers and trees in the garden were shaking slightly. The petals and pine cones fell on the palm of my hand, as if they were small gifts, as if they were grateful for Amila's kindness.
For Amyra, this was just an obligatory help, but in the eyes of everyone, it was the little princess who caused disaster for the first time she spoke. She summoned the tree demon to eat the poor innocent gardener with just words.
At least hundreds of people were present in the royal garden that day. In the eyes of everyone, Amyra, who stepped on the gardener's corpse and blood to greet the plants, had become the purest alien.
Even with His Majesty the Emperor's strict orders, the rumor that the third princess was a witch still spread like wildfire. Every time Amyra walked on the road, she could see looks of fear, disgust and criticism.
"Look, that's the cursed witch. The first time she spoke was a curse."
"What a scary look, don't look here..."
"She glared at me, will I be cursed?"
"Now there are rumors that I am also a witch. It is because of this freak that I am hated by His Majesty." Even the biological mother of the imperial concubine hates her second daughter.
At that time, the royal power of the Bayer Empire was not stable. Some political opponents even used this as a reason to attack the royal family, which was unstable at the time. This made the emperor even more upset. He had five children and he did not like this strange thing.
His daughter even thought of banishing her.
Originally, under internal and external pressure, especially the disgust of her parents, the best outcome for Amyla was to be sent to a monastery to live in isolation for the rest of her life. However, fortunately, Antonios, the court counselor at the time, made a decision.
Guaranteed.
"She is not a witch, she just has the talent to communicate with plants. This child is a natural mage material. Little Emira, are you willing to go to Ain Rodant with your grandpa to learn magic? There, you will meet many
A friend like you."
Looking at the eyes around her with either fear or disgust, feeling the kindness of the grandfather in front of her, Amyra nodded without hesitation.
Yes, everyone underestimated Amyra's ability from the beginning. She is not simply able to communicate with plants. Her innate ability is only the concept of "communication".
Whether it is plants or animals, she can communicate through consciousness. In the eyes of others, she is a strange child who cannot speak or suffer. In fact, she is always communicating with everything around her through her own abilities.
This time, the pure God-given ability was too powerful, which was not necessarily a good thing. The simpler the consciousness of life, the simpler it was, and the more distractions and evil thoughts in life, which made Amyra feel uncomfortable.
Her ability is not to read minds, but to communicate in an intuitive way. If she had to explain it, it would be more appropriate to describe it as "seeing through the other person's desires."
She hates her maids, who only have money and rumors in their empty minds. She hates her elder and younger brothers, whose immature bodies are full of male desire and ambition. She even hates her mother and father.
, the former just uses her as a prop to gain favor, while the latter is busy in intrigues every day.
The glorious palace was full of filth. Later, Amyra even began to hate human beings. Those creatures full of ** disgusted her at first.
The simple awareness that plants only need sunlight, water, and nutrients to survive has become her safe haven. She often wanders around in the botanical garden, avoiding anyone left and right, and does not return home until late at night. Instead, she has confirmed her identity as a witch.
When Amyra decided to leave her home and go to the land of mages to become a mage, the "lucky", "joyful" and "joyful" feelings of the relatives around her made her have no intention of returning to her homeland.
"Perhaps, things will be a little different in the land of mages. At least, I'm not the only outlier."
But it is a pity that human beings are always human beings, with more body spots, more ambitions and expectations. For Amyra, it is like an alien that cannot be understood. Only this time, her mind changes with age.
As she gradually matured, she learned to hide herself so that she was not too alien.
And that communication talent allowed her to make rapid progress in plant magic. Magic is a process of seeking truth. With the talent of "communication", her growth rate was simply cheating. Soon, before she was twenty years old, she became...
The youngest senior mentor at the time.
But no matter how far she goes, there is actually no fundamental change. She is still the witch who hates humans. The so-called "storm mood" cannot refer to her moodiness when facing strangers, but it is just because of her
You can see through the other person's malice at a glance.
Her dislike of human beings and her love for simple life caused some deviations in her values. In her impression, the survival value of simple and lovely plants was far greater than that of dirty humans. She even began to hate her own plants.
Human identity. Therefore, in order to get closer to her own perfect existence, she did not hesitate to use her colleagues and apprentices to conduct experiments as the basic data for her transformation.
Most real madmen think that the world is crazy and they are the normal person. If evaluated according to this standard, Amyra is undoubtedly a complete madman. She always thinks that she is the only normal person.
"No friends, no enemies (all dead), no lovers... Without those annoying bipedal creatures, it is really a pleasant life."
And just when she closed herself in her own world, thinking that this was the whole picture of her life, a new student came into her sight. He was Roland back then.
"Ah, there are such pure people."
Don't get me wrong, Roland had just crawled out of the tomb that year. His pure intentions were definitely not good intentions. He had just been betrayed by the entire human society. He was pure hatred and hatred for the entire world.
"Obviously he smiles so brightly, but his desire is just pure destruction and revenge, and it is not directed at a certain person, but at all human beings. Ah, it's so beautiful. This kind of human beings don't live in this world at all.
The world does not need a savior, just let everything be destroyed. This view is simply insightful."
In a sense, it was Roland back then who created this crazy witch. Roland, who regarded human beings as ants about to die, had no idea that he had become a source of pollution that could not help spreading hatred.
And when Amyra chose Roland as her apprentice, two guys who also hated humans came together. On the surface, one was studying ice magic, and the other was studying plant magic. In fact, one was studying the structure of the undead, and the other was studying.
Even more forbidden animals and plants are fused and transformed. There is no lower limit or moral limit for the two of them. They influence each other and get deeper and deeper into the trap.
For Amyra at that time, Roland was a once-in-a-lifetime confidant and friend, the only being in the world who could communicate calmly. Unknowingly, she fell into a situation far deeper than she expected.
Although plants are simple, they lack intelligence after all. It is good to be able to listen to one's own talk. It is absolutely impossible to react in any way. Human beings are naturally social animals. They are eager to communicate and be recognized by others.
, recognition, trust, even Amyra, who thought she was used to enjoying loneliness, was no exception.
Once Amyra, who had been lonely for more than a hundred years, opened her heart, she was really kind to her "blue-faced confidante" and was willing to teach her magic knowledge. She even seemed a bit nagging and crazy, and Roland did benefit a lot from this.
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And when Roland got what he needed, gained the power to take revenge, and decided to set off on his own journey of revenge, he sold Amyra without hesitation before leaving.
On the way to study and return to the Cloud Tower, Roland also made some real friends. Although his desire for revenge never wavered, he did not hesitate to report Amyra just for the sake of his buddies like Kayid.
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Of course, such feelings are beyond the understanding of Amyra. She is just very strange, too strange to understand.
"Why did you betray me? Why did you betray me without any concern? There was no anger, no hatred, no ambition, or even the possibility of gaining benefits. I just wanted to say, 'The sun rises in the east, it's probably going to rain, let's go today.
Report Amyra, you betrayed me in this natural state of mind... Is it because I am also a human being?"
Roland's departure and despair made Amyra completely confused. Perhaps, soon after, she completely abandoned her human identity. This idea may have something to do with it.
When Amyra solved her own troubles and confidently planned to go to Roland for revenge, what she received was news of the death of her "apprentice".
For the first time, Amyra, who had always been cold-talking, encountered an emotional frenzy, but it was not the joy, anger, unwillingness, despair, loss, or sadness she had expected. She was surprised to find that her heartache was not because of the pain of betrayal.
It's the pain of losing your only confidant.
Thinking of never seeing that hateful person again, never seeing that fake smile, never finding eyes that could understand me, thinking that I would never be able to open my heart and talk to others again, thinking of
She lost her only shelter forever. For the first time, Amyra felt heartache, but she didn’t know where her heart was. That year, for the first time, Amyra regretted that she had given up her human body. She had lost the right to cry.
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From that day on, Amyra's time was stopped... She was still alive. But just alive. She once again put herself into the box where no one else existed, using a false mask.
Deal with everyone.
But more than three hundred years later, fate reunited the happy enemies, and Amyra's time gear began to move again, but when they met this time, Amyra was once again at a loss.
She expected that when Roland saw her, he would be surprised, frightened, or simply start to escape. But although Roland did show that he wanted to escape, and he never stopped complaining on face, her own ability told her that he was happy.
He is very happy to see himself, he likes to see himself, and he is very happy to meet himself again!
At that moment, more than a hundred years of resentment and dissatisfaction were all turned into a fleeting cloud. The happy-go-lucky girl almost laughed out loud, and her final toughness and threats only remained on her lips. At that moment, Amyra finally had the courage to
After gaining enlightenment, she saw her own heart clearly.
"It turns out that I like him..."
Everything about studying plant magic is just excuses and false reasons. "Wanting to be by his side" is the root cause.
"Does he already have a girlfriend? Anyway, I just want a friend. Well, it's enough to be comfortable around him."
Her strong self-esteem gave up the option of intervening in the fight, and even made her unwilling to show her feelings. "Being a confidant" was enough, which was the reason she used to anesthetize herself.
And the act of learning cooking skills was nothing more than her unwillingness to admit defeat.
But the reason that he didn't even believe in was shattered by a reckless person.
The bouquets and courtships on the street could not confuse Amila from the beginning. It only took her a second to understand everything, but in the face of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Amila wavered.
"As long as you accept it, no, as long as you don't strictly refuse it, we will be a couple, and he will still be the one pursuing me..."
Finally, she made a choice. She was even a part of the fast-circulating scandal. At least the rumors that reached Eliza like wings had something to do with her...
She herself didn't know why she did this. Probably, she could only find a reason - she instinctively declared war in her own way, hoping for an upright decisive battle.
But after that battle, her overly shaken heart made her fall into hesitation and confusion.
"I don't even have a normal body, and I can't have normal children. Will he mind?"
"My reputation is so bad and I have done a lot of bad things. Will he hate me if he finds out?"
"Although he only regards me as a friend, at least he is better than that Eliza. Roland only has family affection for that girl, just like his own daughter. At least Roland still regards me as a woman."
"I......"
Countless thoughts were intertwined in her mind. The injury she suffered in Red Maple City did not heal, and she experienced a hard battle with Omdiroken. In order to exert her ultimate ability in this earth elemental plane that lacked water and air, Amy
La Yuan works harder and gives more than she shows.
When she was at her weakest and encountered a period of psychological confusion, her entire physical body lost control. Her runaway body revealed its true form and turned into a dark forest, but her own consciousness was as if
The ostrich stuck its head into the ground and fell into a deep sleep in the deepest part of its consciousness.
"Just go to sleep like this and don't have to worry about anything... What is Roland doing? Will he be sad when he finds out that I'm not talking? Will he still be with his little girlfriend? Will he forget me?
Forget about me, a stupid woman who doesn’t even dare to confess her love. Forget about me, a stupid woman who doesn’t know how to do any housework.”
She had been floating in this ocean of consciousness for an unknown length of time. It was not that she had no way to control the situation. It was just that the self-pitying Amyla subconsciously gave up the dominance of her body and trapped herself in the inner wall. But finally, that
The familiar knock on the door reached my ears.
"Hey, my sleeping beauty, it's time to wake up. If you continue to sleep, you will miss my birthday party. There will be a great party there. You will definitely regret it if you miss it."
Is it another hallucination? Why is the hallucination in front of me so realistic? The familiar smile is rarely sincere, but seeing my own joy and happiness is so familiar, just like in the past years, this unscrupulous apprentice did
After having breakfast, I was ready to wake up my instructor who stayed up late for another experiment.
"Good morning, Roland."
Amyra, who was blushing, didn't know why she said such useless words, but Roland was stunned for a moment when he heard the greeting, and then he smiled as before.
"Good morning, Amyra. It's so nice to see you again."
The witch's cheeks became red and hot, but the smile curved up unconsciously. She nodded slightly with an indistinguishable measure, but she complained in a voice that only she could hear.
"This intention is really cunning, this is simply a foul..." (To be continued...)
