The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Amyla Milan, born in 145 BC, was the third princess of the royal family at that time. She was intelligent since she was a child, and she set off to study magic in Ain Rodante, the country of mages, at the age of five. After her younger brother succeeded to the throne, she left her elder brother As a princess, she serves as a mentor in the Cloud Tower, and the Bayer royal family will always recognize her royal status, and the current royal succession sequence is sixty-seven.

If you look up the information of the Bayer Empire, there are probably only these meaningless comments about Amyra.

But in fact, about her initial records, there are only two words witch.

Since she was a child, she was regarded as a freak. She was not as noisy as other children. She always sat alone, neither crying nor laughing, just like a puppet.

Even her biological mother and those around her doubted whether she had mental problems, and when she spoke for the first time, it caused countless troubles.

"My lord, why did you kill those cuties in the garden? They screamed so miserably. Why did everyone ignore their advice. Didn't you tell me to help the weak?"

For the young Emily, she couldn't understand why those cruel adults with big scissors would persecute those little lives who couldn't stop screaming. Even though they screamed so miserably, no one helped them.

"Maybe they are too young, so no one heard it. Since everyone didn't hear it, let me help."

So, she did it herself.

"Uncle Dashu, help everyone. Get rid of that bad guy with scissors."

When everyone was still ecstatic about Her Royal Highness's sudden utterance, misfortune struck.

Just the whispers of young children, under small commands. The huge oak turned into a man-eating dryad. Swallowed the enemy of flowers and trees in the garden in one gulp.

"Help! Guards. Where are the guards?"

"Ahhh, there are monsters eating people!"

The dryads who suddenly appeared in the royal garden created panic. In the chaos, there was only the little princess, who was very eye-catching. She was smiling sweetly at the forest trees in the garden.

"Don't worry, Amyra won't let others bully you."

But the flowers and trees in the garden trembled slightly. The petals and pine cones fell on the palm of the hand, as if they were small gifts, as if thanking Amy for her kindness.

For Emira, this was just a voluntary help, but in the eyes of everyone, it was the little princess who caused the disaster when she spoke for the first time. Just using words, she summoned the dryad to eat the poor innocent gardener.

At least hundreds of people existed in the royal garden that day. In the eyes of everyone, Amyla was stepping on the corpse of the gardener and greeting the plants with blood. Has become the purest heterogeneity.

Even with His Majesty's strict order, rumors that the third princess was a witch spread like wildfire. Every time Amyla walked on the road, she could see eyes of fear and disgust and criticism.

"Look, that's the cursed witch. The first time she spoke was a curse."

"Scary eyes, don't look this way..."

"She stared at me, will I be cursed?"

"Now it is rumored that I am also a witch. It is because of this freak that I am hated by His Majesty." Even the biological mother of the imperial concubine hates her second daughter.

At that time, the royal power of the Bayer Empire was not stable, and some political opponents even used this as an excuse to attack the royal family whose regime was unstable at that time, which made the emperor at that time even more upset. He had five children, and he didn't like this strange thing at all. daughter, even once thought of exiling her.

Originally, under internal and external pressure, especially under the disgust of her parents, the best result for Amyra was to be sent to a monastery to live alone forever, but fortunately, the court priest at that time, Antonios, made a decision. Guaranteed.

"She is not a witch, she just has the talent to communicate with plants. This child is simply a natural mage material. Little Amyra, would you like to go to Ain Rodante with your grandfather to learn magic? There, you will meet many Friends like you."

Looking at the eyes of fear or disgust around her, and feeling the kindness of the old man in front of her, Amyla nodded without hesitation.

Yes, everyone underestimated Amyla's ability from the very beginning. She is not simply able to communicate with plants. Her innate ability is only a concept of "communication".

Whether it is a plant or an animal, she can communicate through consciousness, but in the eyes of others, she is a strange child who can't speak or worry. In fact, she is always communicating with everything around her through her own ability.

The pure god-given ability this time is too powerful, but it may not be a good thing. The purer the consciousness of life, the simpler it is, and the more distracting thoughts and evil thoughts of life, it makes Amyla feel uncomfortable.

Her ability is not to read minds, but to communicate in an intuitive way. If she insists on explaining it, it is probably more appropriate to describe it as "seeing through the other party's desires".

She hates her maids, their empty minds are filled with money and gossip, she hates her elder brother and younger brother, their immature bodies are full of masculine lust and ambition, she even hates her own mother and father , the former just regards her as a prop to gain favor, while the latter is busy in intrigue every day.

The glossy and majestic palace was full of filth, and later on, Emira even started to hate humans, and that kind of creature full of **** disgusted her at first,

The simple consciousness of plants that only need sunlight, water, and nutrients to survive has become her safe haven. She often avoids the left and right ones and wanders in the botanical garden, and does not return home until late at night.

When Amyla decided to leave her homeland and go to the country of mages to become a mage, the feelings of "lucky", "joy" and "joy" from her relatives around her made her have no intention of returning to her homeland.

"Perhaps, it will be a little different in the country of mages. At least, I am not the only outlier."

But alas, human beings are always human, more mottled, more ambitious and expected. For Amyra. It's like an incomprehensible alien. Only this time, as she matured with age, she learned to hide herself so that she was not too different.

And that talent for communication allowed her to advance rapidly in plant-based magic. Magic is a process of seeking truth. With the talent of "communication", her growth rate was simply cheating. Soon, before she was twenty years old. He became the youngest senior mentor at that time.

But no matter how far she goes, nothing fundamentally changes. She is still the witch who hates humans. The so-called "storm mood" cannot mean that she is moody when facing strangers, and it is only because she You can see through the opponent's malice at a glance.

However, her dislike of human beings and her love for simple life caused some deviations in her values. In her impression, the survival value of simple and lovely plants is far greater than that of dirty humans. She even began to hate her own human identity. So, in order to get closer to your own perfect existence. She also did not hesitate to experiment with her colleagues and apprentices as the basic material for her own transformation.

Most real lunatics think that the world is crazy and they are normal people. If evaluated according to this standard, Amyla is undoubtedly a complete lunatic. She always thinks that she is the only normal person.

"No friends, no enemies (both dead), no lovers and no nasty bipedal creatures, what a pleasant life."

And just when she closed herself in her own world, thinking that this was the whole picture of her life, a new student came into her sight, he was Roland back then.

"Ah, there are such pure people."

Don't get me wrong, Roland just crawled out of the grave that year. His pure intentions were definitely not kindness. He who had just been betrayed by the entire human society was pure hatred and hatred for the entire world.

"Mingming smiled so brightly, but his desire is pure destruction and revenge, and, not against a certain person, but against all human beings. Ah, it's so beautiful. Human beings don't live in this kind of dregs at all. The need of the world, the world doesn’t need a savior, just let everything be destroyed’, this insight is simply brilliant.”

In a sense, it was Roland back then who created this crazy witch. Roland, who regarded human beings as ants about to die, had no idea that he had become a source of pollution that could not stop emitting hatred.

And when Emira chose Roland as her apprentice, two guys who also hated humans came together. On the surface, one was studying ice magic and the other was studying plant magic. In fact, one was studying the structure of the undead, and the other was studying The more forbidden fusion and transformation of animals and plants, both of them have no lower limit and moral restrictions, interact with each other, and get deeper and deeper.

For Emira that year, Roland was a confidant and friend who was once in a lifetime, and the only existence in this world who could communicate calmly. Unknowingly, she fell deeper than she expected.

Although plants are simple, they lack intelligence after all. It is good enough to be able to listen to their own confidantes. It is absolutely impossible to react any more. Human beings are naturally social animals. They desire to communicate and be recognized by others , recognition, and trust, even Amyra, who thought she was used to enjoying loneliness, was no exception.

Once Amyla, who has been lonely for more than a hundred years, opens her heart, she is really kind to her "blue-faced confidant", and she is also very willing to impart magic knowledge, and even seems a bit nagging and crazy, and Roland has indeed benefited a lot from it .

And when Roland got what he needed, gained the power to take revenge, and decided to set off on his journey of revenge, he sold Amyla without hesitation before leaving.

On the way to school, Roland returned to the Tower of Clouds, and Roland also made some real friends. Although the idea of ​​revenge never wavered, but just for the sake of friends like Kaid, he reported Amyla without hesitation. .

Of course, such feelings are incomprehensible to Amyla, she is just very strange, so strange that she cannot understand.

"Why did you betray me, why did you betray me with no worries, no anger, no hatred, no ambition, no possibility of gain, just want to say 'the sun is rising in the east, it's probably going to rain, go today Report Emila', betrayed me with such a natural mentality, is it because I am also human?"

Roland's departure and despair made Amyra completely confused, perhaps. not long after. She completely abandoned her human identity. Maybe it has something to do with this idea.

When Amyra resolved her troubles and confidently planned to go to Roland for revenge, what she got was the news of her "apprentice"'s death.

It was the first time that Amila, who had always talked coldly, encountered a frenzy of emotions, but it was not the joy she expected, anger, unwillingness, despair, loss, and sadness. She was surprised to find that her heartache was not the pain of being betrayed. It's the pain of losing your only confidant.

Thinking that I would never see that hateful person again, never see that fake smile that didn't smile, never find the eyes that understood me, thought that I would never be able to open my heart to others, thought of Losing this only place of shelter forever, for the first time, Amyla felt heartache, but she didn't know where her heart was. That year, Amyla regretted for the first time that she gave up her human body. Lost the right to cry.

From that day on, Emira's time was stopped and she was still alive. But just alive, she once again put herself into the box where no one else existed, and faced everyone with a false mask.

But after more than three hundred years, fate brought the pair of happy lovers together again, and Amyra's time gear started to turn again, but when they met this time, Amyla was at a loss again.

She expected that when Roland saw her, he would be surprised, frightened, or simply start to run away, but although Roland did show that he wanted to run away, and he never stopped complaining, his ability told himself that he was happy, He was happy to see himself, he liked to see himself, he was happy to see himself again!

At that moment, the resentment and dissatisfaction of more than a hundred years turned into a fleeting cloud. The girl who was so happy almost burst out laughing immediately, and the last toughness and threat only stayed on her lips. At that moment, Amyla finally had After realizing it, she saw clearly her own heart.

"So, I like him"

The study of plant magic is all excuses and hypocritical reasons, and "wanting to be by his side" is the root cause.

"Does he already have a girlfriend? Anyway, I just want a friend. Well, being comfortable around him is enough."

With her strong self-esteem, she gave up the option of getting involved in the competition, and even made her unwilling to show her feelings. "Being a confidant" is enough, and it is her reason to anesthetize herself.

And that act of learning cooking skills is nothing more than her unwillingness to admit defeat.

But the reason that he didn't even believe in was smashed to pieces by a reckless person.

The bouquet and courtship in the street could not confuse Amyla from the very beginning, she only took a second to understand everything, but faced with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Amyla wavered by herself.

"As long as you accept it, no, as long as you don't sternly reject it, we will be lovers, and he is the one who actively pursues me"

In the end, she made a choice, and she even had a share in the high-speed gossip, at least the gossip that reached Eliza with wings had something to do with her, even if she didn't know why she did it Out of these, probably, she can barely find a reason. She instinctively declares war in her own way, hoping for an upright decisive battle.

But after that battle, her overly shaken heart caused her to fall into hesitation and confusion.

"I don't even have a normal physical body, and I can't have a normal child. Will he mind?"

"My reputation is so bad and I have done a lot of bad things. Will he hate me if he finds out?"

"Although he only sees me as a friend, he is at least better than that Eliza. Roland only sees that girl as a family, just like seeing his own daughter. At least Roland still sees me as a woman."

"I"

Countless thoughts are entangled in my mind. The injury I received in Red Maple City did not heal, and I experienced the bitter battle of Emdilokan. In order to exert my ultimate ability on this earth elemental plane that lacks water and air, Amy Rawon worked harder and gave more than she showed.

When she was in the weakest state and encountered a period of psychological chaos, it led to the loss of control of the entire physical body. The berserk body showed its truest appearance and turned into a dark forest, but her own consciousness was like this. The ostrich that stuck its head into the ground fell into the deepest deep sleep of consciousness.

"Just sleep like this, and you don't have to worry about what Roland is doing? Will he be sad when he finds out that I'm not talking? Will he still be with that little girlfriend? Will he forget me? Forgetting me is not even a confession Dare stupid woman. Forget me, a stupid woman who can't do any housework."

I don't know how long she has been floating in this ocean of consciousness. It's not that she has no way to control the situation. It's just that the self-pitying Amyla subconsciously gave up the dominance of her body and trapped herself in the inner wall. But in the end, that The familiar knock on the door came to my ears.

"Hey, my Sleeping Beauty, it's time to wake up. If you go back to sleep, you will miss my birthday party. It was a great party. You will regret it if you miss it."

Is it hallucination again? Why is the hallucination in front of him so realistic, and the familiar smile is rarely sincere, but seeing his own joy and happiness is so familiar, just like the past years, this unscrupulous apprentice made breakfast and prepared Woke up the instructor who stayed up late for the experiment again.

"Good morning, Roland."

The blushing Amyla didn't know why she said such unnutritious words, but Roland was taken aback when he heard the greeting, and then smiled as usual.

"Good morning, Amyra. It's a pleasure to see you again."

The witch's cheeks became red and hot, but the arc of her smile subconsciously hung up. She nodded slightly with an incomparable scale, but the corner of her mouth was complaining in a voice that only she could hear.

"This intention is really cunning, this is simply a foul" (to be continued...) ()