Serveyia wasn’t joking.
She was indeed trying to make Lin Sheng accept his new name—Moonlight Liuli.
To be honest, Lin Sheng didn’t really want to accept this new name for himself.
There was always a sense of betrayal, as if he were abandoning his past.
However, Serveyia had no intention of letting Lin Sheng off.
In the days that followed, she would often call him by the new name, and if Lin Sheng didn’t respond, or responded a bit slowly, he would be punished with a tickling attack.
Thus, under this merciless—or perhaps straightforward—training, Lin Sheng finally associated the name “Moonlight Liuli” with himself, and gradually began to accept it in his heart.
Still, despite this painful training, there was at least one piece of good news.
That was that Lin Sheng—no, Moonlight Liuli’s Magic Class teacher—Miss Lin Ya, had finally completed her research.
“Serveyia, what research is Miss Lin Ya busy with?”
When Serveyia told Moonlight Liuli this news, she was a bit curious as well, wondering what kind of research this lady, soon to become her magic tutor, was conducting.
“It seems to be related to Mana Sickness, but I don’t know the details. If you’re curious, little fox, you can ask Miss Lin Ya yourself when you see her.”
“So it’s a study related to Mana Sickness?”
Moonlight Liuli was currently sitting in front of a dressing mirror, being changed by Serveyia into clothes suitable for Magic Class.
She hadn’t forgotten—mainly because Mana Sickness sounded so mysterious when spoken from Serveyia’s mouth—that she instinctively didn’t fully believe it.
“After all, easing Mana Sickness could be considered a branch of Auxiliary Magic in a broad sense. But, how should I put it, Auxiliary Magic covers so many areas in the broad sense that now there’s even a trend—any magic that’s hard to classify or not fully developed gets lumped into the Auxiliary Magic category.”
Listening to Serveyia’s explanation, Moonlight Liuli felt her head swell.
But the question remained—if Auxiliary Magic was so chaotic, why did people say that the magic affinity of Nine-tailed Celestial Foxes leaned toward specialization in Auxiliary Magic?
“Because I was talking about the broad sense just now.”
Serveyia smiled as she answered the little fox’s question.
“But when it comes to magic affinity, we’re actually referring to the narrow sense of Auxiliary Magic—like healing, buffs, detection, logistics, and so on. Even though it’s the narrow sense, almost no one can master all types of Auxiliary Magic.”
Wonderful.
Now her head hurt even more.
Moonlight Liuli felt as if she had been tossed into an endless sea of knowledge, and the worst part was that she had just learned how to swim.
Didn’t Serveyia worry that dumping so much information at once would scare her away?
“Serveyia, with so many types, everyone’s adaptability must differ, right?”
“Yes. In fact, sometimes the differences between branches under Auxiliary Magic are even greater than those between different types of magic. But it’s said that Nine-tailed Celestial Foxes are especially proficient in this area. When you meet Miss Lin Ya and complete the Affinity Test, little fox, you’ll see for yourself.”
Today, Serveyia had prepared a simple light blue dress and white over-the-knee socks for Moonlight Liuli.
For a Nine-tailed Celestial Fox, whose legs were sensitive, over-the-knee socks didn’t offer as much protection as regular stockings or tights.
But Serveyia still resolutely prepared these socks for her.
When Moonlight Liuli asked why, Serveyia just smiled and said they would be useful soon.
Useful soon?
Isn’t it just Magic Class?
Could there be clothing requirements for Magic Class?
With such questions in mind, Moonlight Liuli let Serveyia lead her onto the carriage heading to Miss Lin Ya’s Research Institute.
Along the way, Moonlight Liuli observed the scenery around her.
Although she had been at Saint Laia Academy for a while, she honestly hadn’t explored it fully yet.
It was said the academy covered a huge area, but she wasn’t the energetic type who liked to walk around, so she could only take in her surroundings now.
She saw many non-human races along the way.
Having once lived in the Human Empire, Moonlight Liuli had never seen so many non-humans.
In the Human Empire, even encountering a Catfolk or Dogfolk was rare.
But at Saint Laia Academy, humans seemed to be the minority.
“Serveyia, on this continent, what’s the rarest race?”
“In terms of rarity, little fox, you’re the rarest right now.”
“Ah, I don’t mean myself. I meant other races.”
“Why do you think that way, little fox?”
“Well, in the Human Empire, non-human races are rare, but at Saint Laia Academy, it doesn’t seem that way. So I got curious.”
“If you’re talking about absolute numbers, according to the most recent survey, Gryphonkin are the rarest race. But if you’re talking about visibility, Elemental Spirits are actually the most uncommon.”
“The most uncommon?”
“That’s right. The absolute number of Elemental Spirits isn’t small, but most people can’t directly perceive them. Only those acknowledged by them can see, converse with, or even form contracts with them. So some people consider meeting an Elemental Spirit an extremely lucky event.”
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