Where magic is everything. Leah grew up in the forsaken realm with a rare attribute but she was known as the laziest girl in her village, Hage Village.
As she grew up in the church of Hage under the care of Father Orsi and Sister Lily, Leah was extr...
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ii |THE BOY'S PROMISE.
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Peaceful...
The grass moving in steady waves, farmers planting crops through the sun's heat. Leah was sitting next to a tree and sketching on her favorite sketchbook, her long golden blonde hair danced with the breeze, she took a deep breath.
So peaceful...
She smiled and exhaled, one of the farmers was struggling to cut a huge root that was stuck to the ground, the blonde girl from afar looked at him and got up putting her sketchbook under her arms. "Do you need help?" She asked walking up to the man.
Ever since she volunteered to work in the fields for the distribution to the church, the harvest was getting more wealthy every year, even though the girl is known to be the laziest girl in the village, her help through the farm gain more crops than ever.
The farmer looked at her with a smile, "Yes please, Leah." He pleaded and moved out the way. A long blue flare danced around the tip of her fingers as she bend down and cut the root.
"All done." She made a small smile, dusting her overall shorts.
"Thanks, Leah!" He thanked her restraining himself from patting her shoulders.
"No problem—"
"SISTER LILLY!!!!!"
She got interrupted by a loud obnoxious screeching echo coming from the church which the farmers hear the day that split their ears. Leah's eye twitched as the farmer sweatdropped. "I gotta go now, I'm so sorry." She apologized and left, the farmer could only wave at her and chuckled due to her being embarrassed.
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"Sister Lilly, I'll become the Wizard King! And make you happy! So please marry me!" An ash-grey-haired boy pleaded, holding up a daisy towards the woman of the cloth on one knee.
"Ah, sorry Asta but I'm everyone's Sister..." The woman of the cloth struggled to smile and place both hands on her cheeks. A regular routine that the two do every day.
Asta whined, leaning to the ground. He did a jester pose before springing up towards her. "Not yet!" He shouted, more like a screech which made the sister's smile twitch a little.
"I'm sorry Asta—"
"I'm not done yet!"
"Asta I can't—"
"I'm not giving up!"
"Like I said—"
"Not yet!"
"Asta listen—"
"Let me ask you again!"
"Stop pestering me!!!" Sister Lilly snapped as the book levitated before her. The pages flipped on their own as she held out her hand. "Water Creation Magic: Holy Fist Of Love! " A huge fist filled with water made its way to Asta as he fell to the ground. He groaned in pain. "Ah! I'm so sorry Asta! I used my grimoire without thinking!" Sister Lilly gasps as she apologized.
