Raising Octopus Juvenile

Stella looked very different from usual. Even if Cecil had forcibly concluded a contract before, she had never shown such a gloomy and frustrated expression.

"I just want to talk to you about something." She took another sip of red wine, her tone a little impatient, "Just forget it if you don't like it."

Yo, I'm getting angry again.

Cecil gave her a weird look: "When did I say I was unhappy?"

Stella put down the glass, without looking at her, turned around and walked out, and said as he walked: "Then you eat quickly, I'll wait for you in the room."

The bad-tempered demon just left the table inexplicably, Cecil noticed that the food in front of her hadn't moved, only the red wine drank one glass after another.

She withdrew her gaze, and suddenly she had no appetite.

But Lanny was still watching her.

"Cecile, don't you eat anymore?" He picked up a strawberry and asked curiously.

He likes to feed Cecil recently, which has become his new pleasure.

Cecil raised his head and answered with a smile: "Eat, I'm not full yet."

Lena reminded: "Well, strawberries can't be used as a dinner..."

Cecil smiled and said it's okay, and then bit the strawberry in Lanny's hand.

Strawberry juice ran down Lanny's fingers, and Cecil licked it. Lanny blinked, and was accustomed to her behavior. Lena shyly covered her face, and while calling her sister lust, she stretched her fingers to peek, making Bode a headache.

This little girl is too troublesome, he should go to sleep.

After lunch, Cecil asked Lanny to pick some fresh roses in the rose garden. He went to Stella's room and knocked gently on the door.

"The door is unlocked." Stella's slightly dull voice came from the room, and it sounded frustrated and depressed.

Cecil walked in and closed the door smoothly.

The beautiful demon was leaning awkwardly on the high chair. Seeing Cecil came, she lifted her eyelids and sat up slowly.

"That little monster didn't follow, right?"

Cecil: "No."

"Okay, then I'll just say..." Stella pulled her hair hesitantly, without even noticing that the ends of her hair were torn off, "Do you think...some changes have taken place in the contract recently? ?"

Cecil tilted his head slightly, his face soft and calm: "The power of the contract has weakened?"

Stella raised her face suddenly: "Did you find it?"

Cecil curled his lips, and a faint smile appeared in his voice: "Your legs have returned to normal. Wouldn't you think I haven't noticed something so obvious?"

Stella's expression was a bit awkward.

Indeed, she did not deliberately conceal it. Anyone with a little bit of insight will notice this, not to mention the cunning Cecil.

"So... why do you think the power of the contract will weaken?" Stella carefully glanced at Cecil's face, for fear that the other party would be dissatisfied, and then add another contract to her.

Cecil groaned slightly and said in a low voice, "It should be my body's problem."

Stella looked at her with complicated eyes, and her dark and transparent purple eyes flickered silently: "What do you think will be the problem?"

"I don't know." Cecil shrugged and smiled indifferently. "The weakening of the contract is a good thing for you. You should be happy, right? What do you ask so much for?"

"I also thought I would be very happy..." Stella looked gloomy, then rolled her charming eyes, and said with no anger, "Forget it, there is nothing to talk about with you stupid human beings, you still go find your little one. Monster!"

She rolled her face, draped her hair like seaweed, and buried herself in the back of the high chair again. Cecil looked at her, smiled clearly, and then walked out lightly.

She did not go to Lanny, nor did she go to Bode.

She went to see Lena.

Lena has been very diligent lately. Although she used to be very diligent, she is now more diligent than ever.

Except for eating, sleeping, and chatting with Cecil, she devoted almost all of her remaining time to studying.

She is learning spells very hard, all the time, day and night. In order to learn spells, she rejected the invitations of the second prince Theodore again and again.

She didn't even want to meet Theodore.

Theodore asked Lena in the letter why he didn't see him, he was very worried about her safety.

Lena replied because you lied to me.

After that, Lena never wrote back to Theodore. That night, she saw many people protecting Theodore and her with their lives. At that time, she knew that Theodore was not an ordinary knight. But this is actually nothing. She believes that Theodore must have a compelling reason to conceal her identity from her, and she can understand it completely.

The reason she really couldn't see Theodore again was because she was afraid to see Theodore's face.

As soon as she saw Theodore's face, she would recall the experience that night, the scene where Cecil was eaten by a monster, and her cowardice and incompetence at the time.

She cannot protect her sister, let alone save her sister.

Lena knew very well that none of this had anything to do with Theodore... but she could no longer calmly face him.

She never wanted to see that scene happen again.

When Cecil walked into the small garden, Lena was practicing the Pyroblast technique assiduously. The girl was wearing a cotton and linen dress that was easy to move, her trousers were rolled up, and her ankles were covered with dust. The beautiful long blonde hair is also casually tied into a strand, the tips of the hair are slightly curled up, looking like traces left by scorching.

Seeing her embarrassed in practice, Cecil couldn't help but interrupt her aloud: "Lina, why do you make yourself like this?"

Lena stopped the operation and smiled embarrassedly: "Sister, I accidentally reversed the direction of the flame just now."

Cecil: "..."

She walked up to Lena, helped her straighten her messy hair, then raised her hand to wipe the dust off her cheeks, and said, "You should take a break."

After doing this, she stopped deliberately. As she thought, that irritating 【Warning of Violence! ! ] Did not appear.

Since Cecil's return from Jielan Lane, the warning of the abuse has never appeared again. The thing that always threatened her seemed to disappear suddenly, no matter how close she was to Lena, she would never see the eye-catching characters again.

Cecil has been looking for reasons.

"No, I'm not tired." Lena raised a bright smile, and then her voice fell slightly, "Not to mention...I want to become stronger quickly, so I can..."

She didn't say any more, but her eyes dimmed for a moment.

Cecil knew that the last incident had a big impact on Lena, she thought about it, and after all she didn't say anything to stop it.

"How did you practice? Why did you still control the wrong direction after practicing for so long?" Cecil tilted his head slightly and asked softly, "Did you do something wrong?"

"...It's possible?" Lena touched her nose in distress, re-positioned, raised her hands, and muttered the spell seriously--

Hot flames spouted from her hand, but the direction was downward. The tongue of flame rolled and rushed towards her shoe upper. She was so frightened that she suddenly pulled her back with a hand, directly avoiding the violent tongue of flame.

"Okay, let's extinguish this flame with freezing technique." Cecil calmly guided her from the side.

Lena was dumbfounded: "I don't know how to freeze..."

"I teach you." Cecil raised a hand and was about to cast the freezing technique, and suddenly paused for a few seconds.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Lena looked at her curiously.

"...It's nothing." Cecil retracted his hand, stroked the hair hanging behind his ears, and then smiled lightly at Lena, "I suddenly remembered that my freezing technique is not very good, or Let Bode teach it."

Hearing this, Lena immediately shook her head: "Don't bother with Bode mentor, I have already contacted Your Excellency Renault to teach me! Sister, would you like to learn with me? Your Excellency Renault won't mind..."

"I'm lazy, so I won't study it." Cecil politely rejected her, "You can rest, I'll go to Bode to check my body."

"Okay, I will practice for a while and go to rest!" Lena waved to Cecil, continuing the practice of Pyroblast. And Cecil didn't say anything, turned and walked out of the small garden.

After confirming that she was completely out of Lena's field of vision, she slowly stopped, and her lips moved silently.

Nothing happens. The flames, the hockey puck, did not appear.

——Her magic power disappeared.

No matter which spell Cecil casts, no magic power is revealed. She seemed to suddenly become an ordinary person who couldn't know any spells, and could do nothing but use useless spells.

Cecil vaguely had a bad feeling.

She came to Bode's room and walked in without knocking on the door. Bode was sitting by the window, restlessly resting his chin, and looking out the window indifferently.

The location of this room is very good, the window is facing the back of the mansion, not only can see the mountains in the distance, but also the scenery in the rose garden.

"Are you looking at Lanny?" Cecil walked to Bod's side and glanced out following his gaze.

From this position, you can just see Lanny's back. The slender black-haired teenager shuttles among the luxuriant rose vines, beautiful and secluded like a painting.

"What's so good about him, I see flowers." Bode gave Cecil a blank look, and sat upright in a daze.

"Have you finished talking with that demon?"

Cecil gave a "um": "The power of the contract has weakened."

"She would actually take the initiative to tell you." Bode sneered, wondering whether it was a mockery or amazement. "What else? What else did you find?"

Cecil's expression was faint: "Also, my magic power has disappeared."

The smile on Bode's face slowly disappeared. He looked at Cecil quietly, and Cecil only noticed that his expression was a little nervous.

"Let me check your body."

Cecil squatted silently, leaning docilely on his lap. Bode stretched out his index finger and paused lightly on her forehead, but he did not remove it for a long time.

Cecil could feel his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Bald?" Cecil called softly.

Bode lowered his eyes and stared at her for a long time: "Cecile, do you want to hear me tell the result?"

Cecil turned his face and looked at the rose garden outside the window: "Don't say anything."

Bode understood what she meant. He closed his eyelids slightly, and then a low, sad voice sounded in Cecil's mind.

"Cecile... your life is declining."