"Since my sister has fought with Iris, what do you think her real strength?" Lilia looked at Liran Day.

Liran Day shook her head, sighed and said, "Very poor!"

Iris was very unhappy that her aunt made such an assessment, but because she was her aunt, she did not show it.

"How bad is it? I want to hear your objective evaluation."

Liran Day crossed her hands around the chest, indifferent eyes sweeping Iris: "Iris's common sense of magic is very poor. She can not distinguish between ice creations and 'Shape'. In the war, once repressed by others, Iris will feel panic and show lots of flaws. Any blow can cause damage to Iris. The Dark Shadow System is not integrated into the practical battle. Iris only knows how to use the Shadowstep to escape. Not only that, the use of Shadowstep is quite stupid! When you enter the shadow, you don't move. In fact, you can use the second level Black Pool to split multiple shadows to increase your chances of escape, but Iris doesn't use it that way."

"Who doesn't panic when facing a strong enemy? Can I escape by using the second-order Black pool? This is only to increase the probability of escape, but the probability is zero. So do you think the probability will increase to one percent or one thousandth by using the second-order Black pool? If the shadow appears, there may be thousands of ice spikes flying towards all the shadows. In case I lurked in one of the shadows, I must die." Iris said in a very impulsive tone. In fact, she felt so angry due to Liran Day’s scolding so she took the opportunity to vent the discontent of the heart.

"I agree with the latter part of what you said. No matter what method you use, you can not escape from my hands. But the former part can come out of anyone's mouth, but not you." Liran Day's tone is still cold.

"Why?"

"You are Princess of the Blood, the future Queen of the Blood. You will be in charge of the entire Scarlet Empire. Facing any strong enemy, you can't have any fear, or panic. If the queen of a nation is afraid, then what will the generals under you think?"

Iris was so afraid to refute by her aunt's words, very afraid of Liran Day's cold eyes.

"Oops! Iris is still young, so it's normal that she doesn't understand! Hey, you don’t scold her anymore." Lilia hastened to save the day.

This made Iris couldn't help but feel a little better about Lilia.

"Young? She looks like she is in her teens. It looks like you were fighting with people everywhere and beating everyone in your generation except for your big brother. So can Iris can do that?”

"Ahem!" Lilia interrupted Liran Day and said, "It's all about childhood. No need to talk about it. Little Iris is born from my first embrace, so it is very common that her cultivation is a little worse than the same age."

"Since she is your first embrace, you should let Iris stay around you more. How can you allow her to receive poor-quality magic education from humans? Not to mention the standard of human magic education, in case the identity of the blood race is exposed, who can save her?" Liran Day's cold face carried a bit of anger.

"It's not like there isn't." Iris muttered in a small voice.

"Hmm?" Liran Day's icy blue eyes flushed with a hint of scarlet.

Iris lowered her head, not daring to look at her aunt.

"Niece, do you want my younger sister to remove my general's post to be your lady-in-waiting? Well, I meet your request. From today onwards I resign from the post of general and accompany you as a lady-in-waiting."

"Ah??" Iris was shocked and quickly refused, "Aunt, you are so strong. It's too condescending for you to be a lady-in-waiting. I think Aunt is still suitable to be a general."

Liran Day revealed a cold smile, her ice blue eyes turned scarlet and stared at her little niece.

"Since Liran Day has agreed, I have no choice but to meet your request." Lilia pretended to be a difficult look. "You are dressed in blood, full of yellow soil. So impolite. Quickly take a bath and change clothes."

"I know ..." Iris replied reluctantly, and then she gave Lilia the "Sight" and followed the maid to the bathroom. Even if Iris was very unwilling, there was nothing she could do about it. Now, instead of tormenting others, she was getting herself into it.

Dominia arrived at the gate of Tiandu Magic Academy and was about to enter when she was stopped by the doorman.

"Wait for a minute!"

The gatekeeper handed Dominia her boxed lunch from the janitor's room, "Eat up and leave! We are a school, after all. So if you come here next time and say hello in advance I'll bring you an extra one." The gatekeeper smiled cheerfully.

Dominia was a bit speechless, seeing herself against the glass was indeed not unlike a beggar.

"Well... I am a student of Tiandu Magic Academy." Dominia explained.

"Where is your student ID? Or can you prove that you are a student of Tiandu Magic Academy?" The gatekeeper put away the boxed lunch.

"This is my student ID card ...! Hey, where's my student ID?" Dominia's clothes were torn and tattered, and the pockets of her school uniform had all been ripped off by herself to bandage her wounds.

"No, forget it. Beggars often pretend to be students of Tiandu Magic Academy and not just you. Hurry up and take the boxed lunch and leave." The gatekeeper handed the box lunch to Dominia.

"I am really a student of this school, and my name is Dominia, a student of class 21. And the class teacher is Lou."

When the gatekeeper heard what Dominia said, he was overjoyed: "Your class teacher has been urging me every day for the past three months that if a student from Class 21 returns he must find him."

"Has three months passed already? In the secret realm I only passed about ten days." Dominia froze and replied.

"The time in the secret realm is different from the flow of time in the outside world. Some like a week has passed in the secret realm but actually the outside world is only a day." The grandfather explained.

Dominia's puzzled gaze looked at the gatekeeper: "You're just a gatekeeper. Why do you know so much?"

"This is the best academy. How can the doorman be an average person?"

Dominia: "..."

"Hurry up and get in! Give your class teacher a message."

Dominia nodded and limped into the campus.

It was mid-summer, and the student apartments had fiery red pomegranates and pink hibiscus flowers dotting the grass, nodding and smiling in the sunlight. The weeping willows look so graceful with their drooping branches and leaves. From time to time, there is also the sound of robins coming from the willows.

Dominia looked at the surrounding scenery and tears gradually fell from her eyes. The skeleton soldiers chasing each other; other countries fighting each other, and the inexplicable army of corpses. Hunger and thirst are torturing her all the time, and finally surviving on the fruits of the trees.

The beauty around her seemed a bit unreal. Dominia pinched her arm and pain immediately surged up.

"It's not a dream! I survived." Dominia muttered to herself. This also provoked the eyes of the people around her, and people whispered: "Where is this beggar from? How did she get in here?"

Dominia ignored the gossip of the others and limped towards Class 21.