The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

“With the scenery, culture, work, knowledge and research of many countries, the school district will show us what the world looks like.”

"Then, students will find a goal here like 'I want to do this!' and they will leave here one after another."

"So, aimless people will become miserable when they come to the school district..."

Nina fell silent at this point, and added with a painful look, 'Just like me. ’, and then closed his eyes that were no longer ethereal as if he was remembering something.

After a second, the girl let out an inaudible sigh, and then began to talk about her past.

"When I started to remember, my sister had already left home and entered the 'school district'."

"I neither know what my sister looks like, nor have I heard her voice."

There was a hint of melancholy and confusion in her voice. The girl stared straight at the flat ground, not daring to look into the boy's eyes.

Perhaps she really regarded Tazmi as a trash can, the girl continued.

"When I was a child, I didn't know much. I could only learn about my sister from people on the street."

Although they live in poverty, people on the street still care about their family, especially when her sister makes achievements.

"My sister is very good, my sister is very smart. Whenever I hear this, I always feel as if I am praising myself and feel very proud."

When she heard their praises for her sister, she would often stand up happily and close her eyes as if she was worthy of being her sister.

"The same goes for father and mother. They should all feel that sister Aina is a daughter they are proud of."

Both her father and mother had smiles of relief on their faces when they talked about their sister. When she saw that scene, she felt as if she had found her goal.

Maybe I should be a child like my sister!

however.

The reality was not what she imagined.

She was wrong, very wrong.

"Our mother is very weak. Our father works hard for our mother and our mother. My sister went to the 'school district' and worked hard to find a good job."

This is what her parents told her, saying that her sister went to a place far away and worked hard for their home.

"My sister may not have a 'dream', but she has a clear 'goal'. But I don't have such a thing..."

The elder sister wanted to make money to support the family, but she wanted to pursue her sister.

"The reason why I came to the school district is because my sister is like this, this is what she does, so I think I just need to follow the same path as my sister..."

"With such simple thoughts, I accepted the "school district" exam and came to the school district..."

"Then I started to regret it..."

The girl's voice is full of loss and grievance. Normally, Nina Zul gives people a good impression of loving learning and working hard. It is hard to imagine that the word regret came out of her mouth at this time.

"The first course I studied was "Integrated Theology"..."

"Because my sister passed that subject, everyone was praising her. So I gave it a try and felt that I could definitely do it..."

"But I was wrong, because I couldn't learn and there was no way I could read the "sacred text" like my sister..."

The passing rate for the "Comprehensive Theology" course in the "school district" is less than 10%. In fact, people who can read "sacred texts" are even rarer, and they are rare in the entire lower world.

After all, the words used by the gods seem to be difficult to understand. Generally, only the long-lived elves or scholars with profound knowledge understand such mysterious words.

Even today, when gods have come to the lower world, there are not many people who have graduated from this subject.

Her sister, Aegina Zul, however, passed.

"Of course I also took part in the guild's mock exams. At that time, I wanted to catch up with my sister, but I found that I couldn't get a high rating and couldn't catch up with my sister."

"So, just like myself during the 'Synthetic Theology', I ran away shamefully..."

There are twenty-six ratings in the guild, corresponding to the twenty-six English letters from A to Z. Her sister is A-level, but she got a C-level evaluation in the last test.

Although her friends kept trying to persuade her with a smile, she must be fine since "Float's Miracle", which was rated Z-level five years ago, was selected by the guild.

But this kind of poor comparison and survivor bias is not what she wants to see.

The first time was "Comprehensive Theology" and the second time was "Guild Admission Test". This was the second time she felt that the distance between herself and her sister was so far away.

The girl's voice started to get choked up as she spoke.

"My sister is great. Even after graduating from the school district, many people still remember her, just like my hometown..."

"I have done all the things my sister did when she was a child. That's why I keep chasing after her. I think it will be easier this way."

"However, I have been imitating my sister for so long and have been moving along the same path, but I have not been able to get the same results..."

"You said, I have been imitating my sister and can't decide anything by myself. Isn't it very worthless..."

"..."

This is the sorrow that belongs only to girls. After hearing this, Tazmi already roughly understood why Nina became so depressed.

"I was originally in the "education subject", but by chance I was seen studying "Magic" by Teacher Leon who happened to be passing by, so I was asked to try it with the "Staff"..."

"Then, at that moment, magic appeared in me. Even in sports, I was better at it than I thought. Many people praised me."

She said in a dull voice, after that I transferred to the "Combat Techniques Department".

"I heard that my sister is not good at sports, so I jumped into it..."

"It's too ugly for me to always imitate my sister. It's not because of 'dreams' or 'preferences', but just to keep my place, so I stay in the combat skills department..."

"I hate myself like this..."

Speaking of this, the girl buried her head deeper, and tears flowed down her face, falling between her slender legs.

"My sister wrote a letter to the school district...I could still write back to her at first..."

"But after so many things happened, I can't write anymore..."

The crystal tears in the girl's eyes kept flowing out.

"I can't help but write anything to respond to the words written by my gentle sister..."

At this point, Nina didn't continue talking. Her fingers dug into her arms, and only her shoulders kept shrugging.

Scenes from the past echoed in front of her eyes, but in the end she couldn't hold it back any longer, so bursts of crying from the girl could be heard in the night.

At this moment, she was not a top student, but an ordinary girl after venting all her worries.