"You don't like this statement, why?" Galenie followed her sister's example, took off her shoes, put her feet on the chair, hugged her knees, and asked curiously: "I think it's pretty good.
”
"Then why does sister think it's good?" Rorona didn't answer, but asked instead.
"Because that has nothing to do with your body." Galene replied in a matter-of-fact tone: "It's all the fault of the curse. And since it's a curse, both mother and Lord Sandro are demigods.
There should be a better way to solve it, right? Even if you can't find a way to remove the curse, just find the person who put the curse on you and kill him."
She chuckled and said a very scary sentence: "After all, killing people is easier than saving people."
"Sister, you say something like that again, be careful that your mother overhears you." Rorona glanced at her sister angrily, then rested her chin on her knees and stared at the water flowing in the room, surging in an unnoticed corner.
Opening one small whirlpool after another, she whispered: "Actually, what you think is good is exactly what I don't like about it."
"Hey, are you trying to say that I don't know anything about my sister, Lorena?"
"Stop making trouble, sister!"
Rorona reached out her hand at the risk of spilling the medicinal soup on the table, and patted Galenie's arm, but the latter dodged it with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you.
Now. What’s the reason? You have to tell me the reason, right?”
"I was about to say the reason, but you interrupted me." Rorona muttered: "The reason is still the same as you said. If it is a curse rather than a disease, it has nothing to do with me. It is a
Has a stranger who has nothing to do with me put a curse on me? Or can I just watch my mother and Lord Sandro worry about me, but I can't do anything about it? I don't like this feeling." p>
At this point, she pursed her lips tightly, and a trace of imperceptible firmness flashed through her eyes that had not yet been completely dyed with the color of the sky: "But it's different if it's an illness. I can rely on myself."
It can be solved by strength. Even if everyone thinks that I can’t be cured, as long as I still believe in myself, I will always have some hope. I want to hold hope in my own hands instead of having it decided by others. You can understand
Me, sister?"
"Well, it seems understandable, but it seems difficult to understand." Galenie scratched the back of her head: "To put it simply, you want to cure your own disease, right? But how to do that? You are not
Doctors, I have never learned this knowledge. It seems a bit late to start from now on. Ah, are you thinking——"
She suddenly remembered something and opened her eyes wide, while Rorona arched her eyebrows and nodded with a smile: "It's just what you think, sister."
"But didn't mother explicitly prohibit you from using that ability?" Galene frowned deeply. Although she guessed her sister's intention, she couldn't agree with it. Only in this matter did she show any
A trace of maturity as a sister: "Although it has not shown any obvious side effects so far, the power of creation is not stable enough. Even magicians of the [Creator] path among humans must use its power with caution.
What's more, my mother even suspects that the curse on you... ah no, your illness is related to this ability. If you use it often, will it make the illness more serious?"
She looked at her sister with concerned and worried eyes, but Rorona comforted her in turn: "Don't worry, sister, nothing will happen. I have tried it several times before, which is enough to prove that this kind of alchemy magic has nothing to do with me."
It has nothing to do with the disease in my body. On the contrary, it may be the only way to help me treat the disease."
"Have you tried it!?" Galene couldn't help but raise her tone: "When! Why didn't I know?"
"You know, sister." Rorona blinked: "Every year on your birthday or holiday, don't I give you a gift? You are still very happy."
Galenie's expression suddenly froze: "But you said those gifts were all picked up."
"Sister, do you really believe it?"
This time it was Rorona's turn to look at her with eyes full of concern and worry. She was probably worried about her sister's IQ. After all, no normal person would believe her poor excuse. Even Nereides
No matter how prosperous the city is, no matter how wealthy the mirror elves are, picking up magic items while walking on the street or playing in the garden still only exists in fairy tales.
Galenie's expression became even stiffer: "I thought that was because you were lucky..."
Rorona stopped talking, just lowered her head silently, raising the corners of her mouth and arching her eyebrows where her sister couldn't see.
"Okay, okay, if you want to laugh, just laugh. Don't hold it in your heart." Galenie glared at her angrily: "You have actually been deceiving your sister since a few years ago. You are really not a good person.
Good boy! Just wait for me to complain to my mother, Rorona!"
"Woo!" Rorona shrank, hugged her knees, deliberately put on a pitiful expression, and asked: "Then what can I do for you to forgive me, dear sister?"
"What if I say I don't want you to use that ability anymore?"
"..."
The room was quiet for a moment. After a while, Rorona gave up her disguise and shook her head gently: "I'm sorry, but this is the only thing I can't promise you, sister."
"I knew it."
Galenie muttered, but she was not too disappointed, because she already knew what kind of person her sister was. She looked so weak on the outside, but was very stubborn on the inside. She was willing to share those things with others.
She must have made up her mind long ago. No matter what others say, she cannot shake her mind.
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When you are obedient, you are really obedient, but when you are stubborn, you are also really stubborn.
I don’t know if this kind of character is good or bad.
She sighed helplessly in her heart, and then changed the topic, or returned to the main topic: "In that case, I have a way, maybe you can get mother to agree to your use of that magical alchemy magic."
"Huh? Really?"
"Don't talk to your sister in this tone. I usually don't seem smart. I just don't like to use my brain. When I am willing to use my brain, there won't be any problems in the world."
"Wow, sister is so amazing!"
Facing Rorona's adoring eyes, even though she knew she was pretending, Galene still raised her chin proudly, revealing a gracefully curved neck: "It's very simple, you use your own alchemy magic to make some potions.
It just needs to be able to cure common diseases; or other tools that can help civilians. Then I will secretly deliver it to the people in need for you and publicize your deeds to them. In a few days, your reputation will spread throughout Nieri.
Edes, let everyone know what miraculous abilities Her Highness the Second Princess possesses, and she is willing to use this ability to help her people."
"You know, mother has always paid attention to the opinions of the people, and your reputation among the common people has actually indirectly improved the reputation of the royal family. So after the matter is exposed, no matter how angry she is, she will not blame you." p>
It does sound like a good method, but... Luo Lona seemed a little hesitant: "Would it be too despicable to do this? It would seem like I am taking advantage of everyone's goodwill."
"It doesn't matter." Galenie waved her hand: "At least your help to them is real. After the thing is done, as long as you don't forget your original intention and continue to help those in need in addition to finding a cure.
, I think there is no need to feel guilty about this. Lorena, are you willing to help them?"
She stared straight at her sister. Rorona thought for a moment, and then a sincere smile appeared on her face: "Of course!"
"I knew it." Galenie also smiled: "Because you have been so kind since you were a child."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Rorona stopped talking, just put her head on her knees, and looked at her sister quietly. After Galene looked at her for a while, she suddenly reached out and rubbed her hair, smoothing it into a neat and smooth shape.
Her crystal blue long hair was scrunched up into a mess: "Luolena, you need to get well soon."
"..."
"After you recover from your illness, I will take you to the sea to watch shooting stars."