Lia left the study sadly.

Before, her brother would never have driven her away.

But it seems like only yesterday, ever since he acquired his magical talent,

Her brother underwent a tremendous change.

When she was little, Lia didn't understand. She thought her brother was just too tired from studying and didn't feel like talking to her.

She wanted to help Victor so that her brother wouldn't kick her out.

The next day, when Tisnato returned home, Lia told him about it.

So her father told her that Victor was worried about the expenses of learning magic, because learning magic was a waste of money.

Money? Then all she needs to do in the future is make more money, and her brother won't ignore her anymore!

But she's only five years old. How can she possibly help Viktor at this age?

Lia could only watch from the window as Victor locked himself in his room every day, engrossed in his magical research.

It's as if I've imprisoned myself in a transparent prison where I can see the outside world.

They chose to isolate themselves and never go out.

This further strengthened Lia's resolve.

She was determined to earn enough money to help Victor.

until……

"ah!"

“My…snowman.”

The giant snowman, which had been built all day, melted in the magical flames and turned into a puddle of water.

Ten-year-old Victor stood beside the snowman, stretched out one hand, and used his newly learned magic to burn the snowman.

"Is this what you wanted to show me?"

"Don't bother me unless it's something important."

He left behind a cold remark and turned back to the mansion.

Leah was left standing in the snow, watching the stream of water that the snowman had melted into splash against her little shoes.

Only Helnason was by her side.

Lia's eyes trembled, her hands and feet were ice cold, and she wasn't sure if it was because the snow water had soaked the soles of her shoes.

That magic spell shattered the snowman.

It also shattered Lia's young and fragile heart.

Does my brother not like snowmen?

Or is it...?

Is magic really that important?

Driven by sheer curiosity, Lia suddenly wanted to try her hand at magic as well.

The next day, she found a good opportunity.

Victor left the study, but he forgot to put away the magic book.

Lia knew that it was her brother's most precious magic book, which he often carried around and read.

Is learning magic really that addictive?

So when Victor left, she quietly slipped into the study, taking careful steps as she approached the desk, which was a head taller than her.

She braced herself with her hands on the leather chair Victor usually sat in, and with a powerful leap, she laboriously climbed up.

Then, Lia stood on the chair, opened the huge magic book with both hands, and began to try to understand its contents.

The obscure text in the magic book seemed like gibberish to her, crooked and twisted, much like scribbles.

Leah's eyes widened as she tried to understand what she meant.

But the more seriously she took it, the more intense a heavy dizziness became in her mind, and even her stomach began to churn, almost making her lose her balance.

It was as if this magic book was refusing to let her read it.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the doorway.

Lia subconsciously snapped back to reality and hurriedly tried to close the book.

But because of dizziness, I accidentally bumped into the water glass next to the desk.

Wow.

The water glass spilled onto the magic book, and all the water inside overflowed, soaking the magic book on the table.

Lia's heart skipped a beat. She froze in her chair, her eyes wide, her heart pounding as if the sky had fallen.

after,

Bang--

She saw the doorway, and Victor, slightly out of breath from his anxiety, opened it and stood in the doorway.

He looked at Liya standing on the chair.

She looked at Victor standing in the doorway.

Their eyes met.

Then, an even colder and more cutting voice came from the elder brother's mouth:

"...Get down here."

"Get out and stand in the corner as punishment."

...

The cold wind and snow lashed against Lia's body.

Even though she was dressed in thick clothes, she still couldn't keep out the cold wind.

She was shivering from the cold, her hands and feet were icy cold, as if the bones in her feet were touching the ground directly.

Lia knew she had made a mistake, and she was very sensible, so she willingly stood there.

But she couldn't hold back her tears, which involuntarily streamed down her pale and bruised face.

Crystalline tears fell from the edges of her face, landing on the snow and leaving a trail of small craters.

Standing in the study on the second floor, Victor could see Lia standing in the snow as punishment through the window.

She was only five years old, like a fledgling bird huddled up in the wind and snow, trying to keep warm.

Then, silent footsteps sounded behind them.

That's Helnason.

Despite its enormous size, it moved around the room without making a sound.

He stood behind Viktor and bowed slightly.

"Although I shouldn't be saying this, but..."

"This time, haven't you really gone a bit too far?"

"Too much?"

Victor didn't turn around; he kept his head down, looking at Lia outside the window.

It's as if they're constantly monitoring her physical condition.

“Haynarson, you should know.”

"The curse of the Clevina family prevents any mage from emerging from this family."

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