Rejected the Demon’s Marriage Proposal Thousands of Times

umb.”

“Really?” Natalie frowned when she heard Anna’s words and stood up, causing her to sway in the next second.
Scared, she hugged the bookshelf, “It’s really numb!”

Anna: “…Let's go out and talk so as not to bother the others here.”

Natalie nodded repeatedly.

Anna took Natalie out of the open-shelf library and sat down in the corner of the study room.

Some voices were allowed in the study room, and there were also young mages who came together to discuss with each other, so it didn’t matter if Anna and Natalie were whispering in the corner.

“Let’s hear it, why were you holding me and not letting go?” Anna asked.

At this time, she looked at the badge on Natalie's chest.
There were no stars on the black background; she was still a mage’s disciple like her.

Who figured that Natalie was also looking at Anna’s badge at this time.
Her tone carried a bit of joy, “You are still a mage disciple like me; how many times have you participated in the promotion assessment?”

Natalie was fourteen or fifteen years old.
A normal mage disciple would have already been a one-star mage at this point, but she was still a mage disciple.
It showed that her talent was subpar.

But when she saw Anna, a mage disciple who was older than her, she probably felt that she had found an ally, so she was very happy now.

Anna couldn't bear to tell the truth to this little girl who was crying sadly before, and said vaguely: “Is the promotion examination difficult?”

Natalie didn’t even notice that Anna didn’t answer her question.
When she heard Anna’s words, she grabbed Anna’s hand excitedly, as if she had found a companion: “Yes, you think it’s difficult too, right! I’ve taken it seven times and still haven’t passed.
I don't think I will ever be able to become a one-star mage in my lifetime!”

As she rambled, her eyes became red again.

Natalie explained her situation without needing Anna to ask further: “My father said, if I can't pass the next examination, he will marry me off…… But I don't want to marry an old man, that old man has seven  dead wives!”

Anna thought silently, then you guys are pretty destined, both having dealings with the number seven.

“That's pretty coincidental, I was forced to marry an old man who was about to die, and ran away to here.” Anna said.
The demon was a few thousand years old; it wasn’t too much to say that he was an old man about to die, was it?

Hearing that someone had it worse off  than herself, Natasha instantly gave Anna a sympathetic look.
She seemed to be inspired by something, and suddenly said: “I understand, are you saying that I can run away too?”

Anna: “……No, I mean, there are people in this world who are worse than you.
What problems can you solve by crying? Didn't you say you’d be married off only if you couldn’t pass the exam? Then just pass it to prove it to your father!”