A distant bell rang, it was the school's midnight bell.
Ava sat cross-legged on the ground and rested for a while. Although the previous process was smooth, she did not dare to let go of her awe of magic.
During her past cultivation, Marcus had reminded her many times not to be too ambitious and to guard against arrogance and impatience, otherwise she might easily go astray if she was not careful.
Now that she has started to learn magic, Ava must not be careless. She must make sure that her physical condition recovers before continuing with further practice.
The brown-maned rat king looked at the sitting girl and shook his tail. Maybe "the strong are all lonely." Sometimes he really admired Master Ava for simply sitting there, motionless, as if idol.
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