Improvement and Research

In a dim room.

Mentor Dora slowly let out a breath, lifted her head from the construct, and looked at the newly arrived apprentice standing before her.

That stubborn figure had been standing in front of her for over an hour.

Why are there so many troublesome ones this year? Dora sighed helplessly. Mafaria had been bad enough, and now another burden had been dumped on her.

Standing before her was a stubborn young girl with long golden hair.

Unlike ordinary people, however, she had a pair of small, exquisite black ram horns growing from her head.

Her name was Cinderella, and she was half rock demon.

Rock demons were a type of demon, so as a half rock demon, Cinderella had lived a very difficult life.

After traveling far and enduring countless twists and turns, she had finally found this place—the White Rock Woodland, where nonhuman bloodlines were not rejected or discriminated against.

But even so, as a demonic race that could occasionally be influenced by her bloodline, she was still not accepted by any mage.

Many people did not discriminate against her bloodline or race, but what mages needed most was calmness and rationality.

And someone like her, who could so easily be affected by the power of her bloodline, was simply not born to be a mage.

"You should become a warlock instead of coming here to study basic spells step by step."

"My warlock bloodline... is too thin." Cinderella fell silent for a moment before answering slowly.

"You can't activate your bloodline?" Dora frowned, lightly rubbing the jade bracelet on her wrist with her fingers.

"For your mother's sake, I'll give you a chance. Starting today, you'll study diligently under me.

"Three years." She held up three fingers.

"If you can't pass the official mage examination