A month later, in the girls' dormitory of the Magic Academy, in Marisa's dormitory.
A sharp dagger was pulled out by a small hand, flashing with a cold light.
Marisa held the sharp dagger, looked left and right, then stretched out her left index finger, and lightly scratched the index finger with the dagger.
A fine cut was made on Marissa's index finger, and blood slowly flowed from the wound.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Tears kept rolling in Marissa's eyes, and she quickly put down the dagger.
After putting down the dagger with her right hand, Marisa immediately moved her right hand towards the injured finger.
"Recover..." Marisa's right hand emitted a holy light, and the injured index finger healed quickly under the illumination of the holy light.
After the wound healed, Marisa picked up the dagger and pointed it at her index finger again.
Just when Marisa was about to cut her index finger, she heard someone knocking on the door.
Marisa breathed a sigh of relief, put down the dagger, and walked over to open the door.
Marisa was shocked when she opened the bedroom door.
"School...principal!"
"Marissa, you are still cutting off your fingers to practice restoring magic! This is too inefficient. Come with me! I will take you out for a walk." Elizabeth smelled the faint smell of blood and said to Marissa with a smile.
"Okay, Principal, please wait!"
Marissa was overjoyed, quickly changed her shoes, and then followed Elizabeth out of the dormitory.
In the noisy streets of Elandir, an elegant girl in a pure white dress was walking down the street with a student in a white school uniform.
If their hair color and appearance were not very different, they would look like a mother and daughter.
"Principal, where are we going?" Marisa asked curiously as she was taken out of the Magic Academy.
"Of course I'm taking you to practice recovery magic. Do you still want to continue cutting your fingers to practice in the academy?" Elizabeth asked with a smile.
Marissa was a little scared when she thought about cutting her fingers several times a day to practice recovery magic.
Although it is said that using recovery magic can heal her wounds immediately, Marissa is very afraid of pain!
Every time she cut her finger, Marissa's eyes would fill with tears, and she almost cried loudly.
An uncle who was walking towards Elizabeth saluted and said hello: "Holy Lady, long time no see."
"Uncle, long time no see." Elizabeth smiled and waved to the uncle.
But I was thinking: Who is this uncle?
After walking a few steps, another aunt saluted Elizabeth and said hello: "Holy Lady, thank you very much last time."
"You're welcome!" Elizabeth nodded and smiled.
I complained in my heart: Who is this aunt?
Elizabeth's head was filled with questions and she was a little confused.
It seems that he met Pandora when he was treating him. How many people did Pandora treat for him? Why do so many people know him?
"As expected of the principal! It's amazing." Seeing Elizabeth's popularity, Marissa admired and admired her very much.
Elizabeth touched Ma Lisa's head and said: "Study hard, Ma Lisa will become as outstanding as me in the future."
How is it possible that I can be as outstanding as the principal in the future?
Marisa doesn't have this kind of confidence at all, after all, the principal is too powerful.
Marisa knew that the principal was called the Saint of Erantil and was worshiped and loved by everyone in Erantil.
How could such an outstanding person be surpassed by such an insignificant person?
Ma Lisha secretly glanced at Elizabeth. It would be great if Elizabeth were her adoptive mother. She really wanted to call her: Mom.
No, Marissa has already called Elizabeth mother in her heart.
When Elizabeth first came to teach her magic, Marisa was very afraid of Elizabeth. After all, Elizabeth was the principal of the Magic Academy.
The highest and most distinguished person in the college, facing such a person, Marissa was under great pressure.
But as soon as they met, the principal invited her to eat candies, jelly, cakes and other kinds of delicacies.
When she couldn't sleep at night, he would come over and tell her stories to put her to sleep.
Because she was so happy to be by Elizabeth's side, Marisa also fell deeply in love with Elizabeth and was willing to do anything for Elizabeth.
After her parents died, no one was so kind to her anymore.
Afterwards, Elizabeth tutored Marissa in magic, and Marissa studied very hard. She didn't want Elizabeth to disappoint her.
Marissa's thin body also became healthy and full of energy under Elizabeth's care.
They walked to a private house, and Elizabeth took out a list and looked at it to make sure it was the right place, and then knocked on the door.
The door opened, and the woman who opened the door saw Elizabeth and immediately exclaimed happily: "My Lady, you are finally here."
"Sorry, I'm late. How is your husband's injury?" Elizabeth asked with a smile.
"My husband Duncan was repairing the roof yesterday and accidentally fell down and broke his left arm. He whined in pain all night last night and was very pitiful." The woman said, wiping her tears.
"It's okay, let's cure him now." Elizabeth said as if you were reassured and wrapped around me.
"Thank you, Holy Lady. Thank you, Holy Lady. If Duncan's arm had not been in good condition, our family would not be able to make ends meet." The woman thanked them quickly and invited them into the house.
Entering the house, Elizabeth and Marissa heard the man's low and painful whine.
Ma Lisha observed this family carefully. The living standard of this family was similar to that of her adoptive father and mother's family.
Most civilians in this world are uneducated, so it is difficult to make too much money. Most civilians are hovering on the line of food and clothing.
Injured civilians generally don't have much money to go to the church for treatment. If they are slightly injured, it's fine. They can spend a little money to treat them, or let the wounds heal slowly on their own.
Severe injuries are very troublesome, and high-level restoration magic churches charge a high price.
Generally, if someone is seriously injured, only nobles and businessmen can afford treatment.
Therefore, it is so valuable that the Saint of Elandir uses high-level healing skills to treat civilians for free. This saves many families in Elandir from falling apart.
When they came to the room where the injured person was, Elizabeth and Marisa saw a middle-aged man with a beard lying on the bed with a pale face and whining.
Duncan's left arm was completely deformed by the fall, and the bones were obviously broken.
A fracture of this degree could easily be cured by Elizabeth with just one holy treatment.
But the reason why I brought Marissa here today was to let Marissa practice her recovery magic. Naturally, Elizabeth would not treat her.
"Marissa, go over there! You can treat this uncle." Elizabeth said without any doubt.
"Yes, Mr. Principal." Although Marissa felt that she could not heal such a serious injury, she quickly agreed to Elizabeth's order.