The backyard of the Tower of Silence was quite spacious. However, during the day—when students were usually gathered there—no one was present except a little girl sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.
The girl was petite, with an adorable round face. Her long ears revealed her identity as an elf.
"I have to succeed…" she muttered in a strained voice.
Her calm expression gradually turned grim, as if she were enduring excruciating pain.
A few seconds later, her face relaxed again. She opened her eyes and let out a long sigh.
"Still failed," she whispered in disappointment.
She had just tried to break through to the novice mage level. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't succeed.
Frustration rose within her, but she quickly forced it down.
She couldn't lose focus. That would only drag her further behind, and her dream of becoming stronger would slip away.
