Passed Out From Just a Glass of Fruit Wine!

The townspeople could hear terrible screams coming from the special training ground every day.

The first time Lu Chongwei heard them, he nearly could not stop himself from charging in and ending the training.

Mirajane stopped him in time.

"Let her go," Mirajane said, her eyes aching with pity, but her attitude firm. "This is the path she chose for herself."

Lu Chongwei clenched his fists, veins bulging, and in the end could only force himself to step back.

After training ended each day, Wendy returned to the team right on time.

Her whole body was wrapped in bandages, her figure swaying unsteadily, her face as pale as paper.

But there was always a smile on her face, and her eyes were filled with the light of hope.

"I improved again today!"

"The Dragon Force is getting gentler and gentler. It doesn't hurt as much as it did at the start anymore."

"Mr. Mercphobia said my talent far exceeded his expectations."

"It won't be long before I can complete my Dragon Force transformation!"

Her words were weak, but every one of them was full of strength, her eyes shining like stars.

That longing to grow, that hope for the future, made her whole being glow.

Lu Chongwei looked at Wendy, who was transforming before his eyes, and his heart was a tangle of emotions.

Heartache, relief, pride—countless feelings wove together.

The little girl who had once needed everyone's protection had truly grown up.

A full thirty days, seven hundred and twenty hours.

Every day was tempering pushed to the extreme: dragon power forging her body, magic power being reconstructed, her meridians widened, her marrow strengthened.

Every single stage of training was enough to break an ordinary expert.

But Wendy gritted her teeth and endured it all, never complaining, never giving