Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

Combined with the question Reji had just asked her, Vielsia naturally came up with a bold guess in her heart.

The elf princess hesitated for a moment, but soon clenched her hand tightly. Perhaps it was because of the good impression that Reji had given her earlier, or maybe it was because of the "loneliness" that resonated with her, but Vielsia decided to take a risk.

"No, Teacher, I have always believed that these advanced spells are not just legends, they really exist."

After saying that, Vielsia felt that it wasn't enough, so she added, "Whether it's these spells or those who once used and invented these great spells, they are not legends. They are facts, and they have left their traces in this world!"

Reji looked at Vielsia's serious expression and smiled lightly, shaking his head as if he was feeling sentimental.

"Thank you, Miss Vielsia. You are the first person I've met who is willing to believe in legends and firmly support myths. Thank you." Reji said two thank-you in a row.

However, Vielsia's focus was on...

'Ah!?'

'I...I am the first one?'

Being thanked warmly by Reji and looking into the clear eyes of the young human, even Vielsia herself didn't know why, but she suddenly felt some unusual emotions, and her heartbeat accelerated.

Why?

Reji, of course, knew why.

'Scum *cough*...step one to capturing a companion - tell her she's special.'

She is the "first" in your heart.

Everyone likes to be different from others.

Everyone likes to be "first."

This effect is even more pronounced for girls who are already self-conscious, lack self-confidence, and are under pressure.

They will even unconsciously try to maintain this "special feeling" and continue to be the "first" in your heart by actively accommodating and doing more.

Step two to making friends with a companion - deepen this special feeling and establish a bond that belongs only to the two of you.

The best way to do this is...share a "secret" with her.

It doesn't have to be a real secret.

Just let her think it's a "secret."

For example...

"Speaking of which, Miss Vielsia, would you like to hear another story from me? I hope you won't laugh at the end."

"I'd love to! Teacher, I'd love to!"

"Thank you."

Reji nodded and looked up at the ceiling, his expression turned nostalgic as he murmured:

"Once upon a time, there was a very fortunate little boy who was born into a happy and prosperous noble family. He lived a carefree life, had loving parents, and even had a marriage arranged with the daughter of a count through his father's connections. It was a life that anyone would envy."

"But fate seemed to play a trick on him. One day, a group of powerful bandits attacked their territory. The boy's parents fought with all their might, and with the help of their loyal guards who sacrificed themselves, they allowed the boy to escape.

The boy could only run for his life, trying to find the count to seek help for his parents and territory."

"However, after several days, when the exhausted boy finally arrived at the count's mansion, he received the news that his territory had been destroyed, and his parents had died. Although the count sent troops to wipe out the bandits, it was useless.

The boy had lost everything, and even his previous engagement was torn up and discarded by the count's daughter with disdain."

Reji's story was simple and uncomplicated.

But Vielsia listened with rapt attention, her expression growing increasingly tense as the story progressed, as if she were truly immersed in the story and had taken on the identity of the unfortunate little boy.

Indeed.

Because it was as if...

As the elf princess, she too had once lived a carefree life, with powerful parents and doting clansmen. But all of this was destroyed by the "bandits," the invading demon race, turning everything into bubbles.

Even the count and the lord in the story reminded Vielsia of the humans and elves, and the great protector of the humans who had once made many promises to the elves.

But in the end?

The humans defeated the demon race, just as the count sent troops to wipe out the bandits.

After the event, the count's daughter turned her back and denied any responsibility. After all, when the boy had lost everything and had nothing left, 'wasn't it the same for the humans?'

The great protector had once said that even if he died in the war, his disciple, the Son of Destiny, would help the elves regain their prosperity and rebuild their homes after the victory.

But they waited and waited, and after the victory, the Son of Destiny seemed to disappear without a trace.

And the pride of the elves did not allow them to actively seek help from the humans, so they could only watch as their tribe gradually declined until today.

"What happened next?"

"Teacher Reji, what happened to the little boy after that?" Vielsia couldn't help but ask.

She wasn't just curious about the story.

Rather, it was as if their experiences were similar, and she was very confused about where her future path lay, so Vielsia was so eager to know what choices the boy in the story, who was similar to her, had made.

She longed to hear how the boy had turned his situation around.

But Reji disappointed her.

Well, for now.

"The dejected boy eventually went to a cliff and jumped off."

"Hah!?"

"How could...why would he..." Vielsia's heart tightened.

For a moment, the elf's face showed despair and gloom.

Vielsia lowered her head.

'So that's how it is'

'After losing everything and not receiving any help, our fate as elves might ultimately be the same as the boy's'

Step Three Finale - Create emotional ups and downs.

Looking at Vielsia, who was clutching her skirt with darkened eyes and a depressed expression, Reji smiled slightly, and his tone suddenly changed as he continued:

"However, fate played another joke on the little boy. When he fell into the cliff, not only did he not die, but he accidentally entered a sealed ancient array. And in the depths of the array under the cliff, the boy obtained a light orb that changed his life"

"In the light orb, the little boy seemed to have traveled through time and space, going back a thousand years into the past, seeing the figures of human heroes, witnessing powerful spells that moved mountains and filled seas, seeing wars, and even seeing many other races besides humans."

"After the boy woke up, the light orb disappeared, turning into many magical knowledge and vague memories of myths that appeared out of thin air in his mind"

"From then on, the boy took a different path. He used this knowledge to study and research diligently, believing that the legends and myths regarded as fiction by the world were real, and that the heroes who fought for humanity should not be forgotten.

To prove this to the world, the boy arrived at the royal city and became a teacher at the Royal Academy"

"Perhaps it was because the boy had gone through too many trials. This time, he was lucky. In his first day on the job, he met someone who understood him, believed in him, and..."

Reji paused and turned his gaze back to Vielsia, meeting the elf's eyes, and said softly:

"He met a kind lady who was willing to listen to his story and open her heart to him."