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I fell for my magic mentor. My fellow disciples reported me. He was furious. Disappointed. His sentence: five hundred years sealed in the Ice Cavern. The first hundred years,I missed him. The second hundred, I still didn't change. I missed him anyway. The third. The fourth. My spine stayed stiff. My heart, even more so. On the five-hundredth year, words suddenly flashed before my eyes. [This heroine is unreal. Five centuries and she's still obsessed.] [To be fair, it's not all her fault. Noah Richardson was totally leading her on.] Hold on. My mentor? led me on? Is that… confirmed?