It was not until dawn that Welsh stopped meditating.
Feeling the magic energy in his body, he was one step closer to becoming a senior mage.
After breakfast, Welsh carried his backpack and rushed to school.
At the school gate, he happened to bump into Celia, whom he had not seen for more than ten days.
She seemed to be very happy.
"Good Morning, Welsh!"
Celia saw Welsh and held his arm affectionately.
"What happened to you that made you so happy?"
Welsh was a little curious.
"Andre, I wonder who beat him up.
Now his head is wrapped like a dumpling. I guess he won't be able to get out of bed for at least ten days to half a month."
"Even if he's so miserable, you shouldn't be so happy, right?"
Welsh didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
So your happiness is based on the pain of others.
"No, this guy is so annoying. He's like a boot licker every day. If it weren't for my family..."
