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"The first possibility is that the Magic Armor with the ability to change shape has no potential for growth, because the variety of shapes in itself represents a form of developnt, replacing the typical growth process of the Magic Armor."
Erald Sparrow moved to a corner of the field, arms crossed, "In short, let's start by extracting your Magic Armor, so I can verify it."
Lin Xiaolu obediently did as told, grasping the white scepter in her hand and handing it over while continuing to inquire, "Then what about the second possibility?"
"The second possibility..."
Taking the scepter from Lin Xiaolu, Erald Sparrow, while sensing the magical power fluctuations emanating from the dispersed Magic Armor, focused on the four Crystal Stones lined up on the staff, "It's very likely that you haven't mastered all the forms of your Magic Armor, which is why it currently doesn't even et the 'newly born' standard, but is rely a 'half-finished product.'"
"Eh? It's only a half-finished product?"
Lin Xiaolu voiced her stunned suspicion, "But I can already use it normally, and it feels quite powerful?"
"Whether a Magic Armor is complete and whether it possesses sufficient combat power are not absolutely related."
Erald Sparrow shook her head, "Anyway, these are just speculations. I need to verify them first. Even if the speculations are true, don't worry, because this will not clash with our course. Whether your Magic Armor is 'complete' at this stage is not so critical for the exam."
Saying this, she released magic power from her hands, beginning to carefully sense any changes in Lin Xiaolu's Magic Armor compared to a week ago.
About a minute later, she finally opened her eyes with a sowhat complicated expression.
The bad news was, Lin Xiaolu's intuition was not wrong; indeed, her Magic Armor had not experienced any change or growth over the past week.
As for the good news, or what Erald Sparrow was unsure if to consider good or bad, she could feel that the third Crystal Stone on the scepter was starting to emit a faint magical power fluctuation.
This ant Lin Xiaolu's efforts were not in vain; however, the focus of her energy poured into her Magic Armor was not on fostering its growth, but on incubating the yet unknown third form.
The reason why this might be considered good news was that this would make Lin Xiaolu's growth direction clearer for the foreseeable future. Directional effort is always more efficient than aimless exploration.
What made Erald Sparrow hesitate about this "good news" was her faint premonition that, just as Lin Xiaolu's Magic Armor's second form and her own shared a subtle connection, the third form of this Magic Armor might share many similarities with An Ya.
Lin Xiaolu was currently unaware of An Ya's combat style and the type of Magic Armor she used, and naturally, she was also ignorant of the connection, but the truth cannot be concealed forever. One day she would co to know.
When that ti cos, will Lin Xiaolu start to make certain associations? Like, why does her Magic Armor resemble her mother's in so aspects, while also sharing similarities with Erald Sparrow, her "senior"?
Erald Sparrow didn't want to dwell too deeply on these thoughts, for it seed that no matter how she contemplated, she could hardly avoid constructing more lies, and she really didn't want to continue adding to this scale of lies and truths any longer.
The more weight is added, the more disastrous the scale's balance collapses will be.
Contemplating such issues that were too complex and profound for a child, Erald Sparrow could only put on a straight face, pretending as if nothing had happened, and relayed her guesses to Lin Xiaolu.
Then, with the start of the course, she intentionally cast these chaotic thoughts to the back of her mind.
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At ten o'clock in the evening, the course ended as usual.
Not only Lin Xiaolu, but Xia Liang was also released at the sa ti; the two t by chance on their way back to their rooms and, as usual, bickered all the way back to their separate rooms.
Bai Jingxuan, by contrast, had a lot more free ti, as her special training ntor, Asou Haruka, did not have to work during the day, so her course had already ended. In the evening, after playing gas with the Bai An City squad for a while and reading alone in her room, she was prompted by Erald Sparrow, freshly finished with her class, to wash up and go to bed.
After seeing to her juniors, the hardworking director of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau returned to her unchanging study to wrap up a day's work. The light in the study remained on until midnight, extinguishing amidst Erald Sparrow's slightly weary sigh.
She finished washing up, changed clothes, chatted idly with Asou Haruka who was staying up late watching television, and bid goodnight to Hong Si, who was also working overti late into the night. Erald Sparrow returned to her own room, checked the ssages on her phone, tossed it aside, and collapsed heavily onto her single bed.
"Another day dealt with."
She murmured, lifting her right hand and draping her wrist over her eyes, letting out a long sigh.
A Magical Girl's body doesn't feel significant fatigue, but ntal exhaustion and cognitive wear cannot be avoided. For Erald Sparrow, who was forced to maintain her transford state, sleep wasn't a ans of relieving fatigue but a way to empty her mind and distance herself from ntal self-consumption.
She didn't need to rest her body, but rather needed to void all thoughts and feel the peace and tranquility alone.
In the silent room, devoid of any noise except for the very faint sound of breathing, darkness was the perfect refuge, shielding her from the disturbances she faced during the day. With her eyes closed, Erald Sparrow felt as if she were floating on a dark river, drifting along with the current.
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