Aiming To Be The Best Magician In The World! Chapter 9
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"Mom, when can I go to school with Jin and Yves?" Sylvie asked as she lightly jogged over to Laura and sat on her lap.
"Sweetie, you aren't six years old yet. You cannot go to school yet due to the age restriction you know." Laura replied back while ruffling Sylvie's white hair.
"Uuu~ but I want to go meet my oniisans!" Sylvie whined on her lap.
"Four more years until you can go. Just wait that long sweetie." Laura said while braiding her hair that went down to her waist.
"For now you should work on studying so you can pass the entrance exams okay?" She continued as she picked up a small pink ribbon on the table nearest her to tie onto her hair.
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'Well I have been growing bigger and the exam questions for entering are so easy... What is this math equation?! 1+1? Who doesn't know that!' Sylvie fumed in her head.
'I am so bored, there is literally nothing to do; aside from using magic that is.' She continued thinking.
'Oh yeah, I wonder what my status is like now.' She thought to herself.
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Status is something she learned when she reached the age of two where she could normally interact with her parents. She was first taught this when her mother was teaching her magic. When Laura saw how talented she was at magic she asked her daughter what her status was. Thus, causing her to know the magic for seeing information about oneself.
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'Status.' She thought to herself as numbers and words appeared before her.
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- Status -
Name : Sylvie Martel
Sex : Female
Age : 2
Level : 13
EXP : 260/1400
HP : 400/400
MP : 800/800
SPD : 63
STR : 70
ED : 60
DXT : 99
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[Cousin : wtf she do to get 99 dxt?]
[Author : She sews stuff in her freet ime shh.]
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'It hasn't increased that much. Ha~, I guess I need to practice more.' She thought to herself.
"Sweetie, what are you thinking about?" Laura's voice came in and startled her.
"Hii! Oh what mom?" Sylvie replied back in fright.
"Sorry for scaring you, I asked what was on your mind because you spaced out." She replied.
"Oh, I was just looking at my status mom." She replied back calmly this time.
"Oh, what level are you now?" Laura casually asked.
"I am level 13 now!" Sylvie replied back happily.
"Eh?" Laura looked at Sylvie in confusion.
"Hm? What is it mom? You're looking at my weirdly." Sylvie asked her mother who was giving her a weird look.
"Ah, um its nothing. You're a pretty high level." She replied to Sylvie.
"Hmph, nothing compared to you who is level 137." Sylvie pouted as she got patted.
'Level 13 at age two? She's going to be a prodigy for sure... Tch, she's going to get roped into trouble. I can feel it.' Laura thought to herself.
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- Status -
Name : Laura Martel
Age : 46
Level : 137
EXP : 264390/570000
HP : 19607/19607
MP : 50630/50650
[Cousin : WTF IS THIS BS.]
[Author : STFU UR RUINING MY NOVEL.]
SPD : MAX [200]
STR : 270
ED : 400
DXT: 999
[Cousin : What the f-]
[Author : STFU GURL ILL GET INTO IT AND YOULL KNOW NEXT CHAP.]
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"Hm~" Sylvie hummed as she was out in the garden admiring the flowers.
sniff
"This smells nice, I should bring some to my room." She muttered to herself.
At this time someone else was strolling the garden. It was Oriane who was working. Sylvie who saw Oriane waved at her, Oriane who also saw her waved back at her.
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"Hello auntie Oriane~" Sylvie said while walking over to Oriane gracefully.
"Hello there Sylvie, you're holding a rose again. Do you want me to grow some right out your window for you?" Oriane asked her as she was watering the plants in garden.
Sylvie who heard this immediately had her eyes shining and glittering.
"Yes please auntie!" She immediately answered.
"Alright, I will work on that after watering your garden alright? Stay safe, don't dirty yourself!" She warned Sylvie.
"Alright auntie!" Sylvie replied as she started skipping around.
"Hmm~ Roses will be outside my window, roses~~" She hummed to herself as she skipped away.
When she finally reached a clear and empty grass plain she prepared herself. As she outstretched her hand and imagined a fireball.
"Fireball!" She shouted as one shot out of her hand into the sky.
"And then, waterball!" She shouted as another bottle flew out and collided with the fireball causing an explosion.
"Mmm~ I am getting more efficient in controlling my mana and I am also getting faster at chanting." Sylvie muttered to herself.
"Mmm, so my MP is at 700 now, fireball and waterball is 50 MP each." Sylvie thought to herself.
"Oh well, now lets start my daily exercise!" She exclaimed as she used earth magic to make a track for herself.
In the area that she was at appeared a round track, being around a quarter of a mile if one were to walk/jog/run a lap. Once the track finished she started to jog around on her tiny and fragile legs that a normal two year old should not have while trying to apply wind magic at certain times to control her movement so she wouldn't waste mana during a fight.
"Earth spear!"
"Fire javelin!"
As she chanted both of these two magic she used her wind magic to control them like invisible limbs. As the fire javelin and earth spear collided the fire javelin split in half as it really isn't a solid. After it was split in half it dissipated into thin air as the earth spear crumbled to dust as she ran out of mana while doing insanely complicated motions with her wind magic.
"Wew, I think i should be done for today. This child body has too low of stamina for me to do anything. Even though I am abnormal... It should be okay as I just did four laps." Sylvie said to herself as she walked back inside to use the bath.
[Author : wot m8 I have no energy u so unfeir.]
"Aaaa~ I wonder what I should do for tomorrow." Sylvie muttered to herself as she was finding clothes for herself to wear for after the bath.
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Plutia : owo
Author : owo
Sylvie : KYAAA~ STOP LOOKING PERVERTS
Author : Now ima start next chapter off with you in the bath.
Sylvie : NOOOOOOO
Plutia : I'll make her slip with my goddess powers.
Author : Alrighty!
Sylvie : NOOOO
Author : Padoru, B****
*poof*
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