Following Lanci's demonstration, Zestira gently reached out and touched the top of the fox's head. The warm and soft sensation transferred to her, and the big fox made a sound that was cold but affectionate, as if extending her a friendly welcome.
Zestira's heart surged with an unutterable ripple of joy.
She had never had any contact with animals before.
The old teacher stood in the distance, watching these two students with the magical beasts. The scene freeze-framed into a warm painting, filled with the colors of love and understanding, he squinted his half-opened eyes, silently bestowing heartfelt blessings and hopes for these two children in his heart.
How wonderful it would be if all the students in this school were as good as them.
Thought the old man.
At this moment, the bell outside the classroom finally rang. Its sound was low and long, carrying a hint of magic power, capable of penetrating the walls and spreading to every corner of the examination area.