Sadly my low stats and incapability to recuperate a large amount of mana in a short period of ti ant that my rudintary practice with Fireball ca to an end far earlier than I had anticipated earlier.
That left with a mild headache and feeling like my mind had been drained of any and all energy, like I had just taken a lengthy exam and was finally freed; it was a fascinating thing to experience after casting so many spells back to back, and it did make more curious, but...
I was a little too tired and my head was feeling emptier than usual, so I desperately needed to stop thinking and do literally anything else for an hour or two just to recuperate... and I had the perfect plan; go to the cafeteria and consu a large amount of food since I hadn’t had anything of substance in a long ti now.
However it was worth it since I had learned a lot and was more capable now than I had been before I had left my bed this morning, putting at ease after the mini panic attack I had experienced the night before.
Parts of it were still sticking with , primarily the sudden loss of anyone I actually knew and had a real connection with, but - even as complicated as it made feel - I was going to et new people and forge new connections.
Albeit a few that were entirely of the flesh and little more, and I also didn’t fully trust myself to not end up encountering either a woman or a futanari that would take advantage of in one way or another; it was a flaw of mine to be socially stunted, and I don’t think any amount of ti would fix that.
So with very lackluster and basic thoughts floating around my sowhat empty head right now, I walked slowly through the hallways and made my way back to the dining hall to get sothing to eat, sliding onto a bench and eating alone once more.
This ti the dish served was a juicy steak resting atop a mound of creamy alfredo, flooding my nostrils with a wondrous scent that short circuited my brain and threw into a mild ’coma’ as I just blacked out.
When I ca back around the al was completely gone, though thankfully the plate hadn’t been licked clean so I wasn’t at risk of having embarrassed myself that way... I think...
Draining the glass of water and just taking a mont to bask in the lingering taste on my tongue, I nodded, pat my stomach and got off of the bench to go and do sothing else with the remaining ti in this last ’free’ day.
Tomorrow classes would start, and there were many different possibilities for how the day might play out depending on what class I got and when; both because of the content of the classes and also because of who might be there.
Maybe I would be taking Alchemy in the morning with the Princess of the powerful House Jinir, or perhaps I would be sparring with Kha’Miero and the sowhat cool and aloof Ingra Tal, heir to a large family of assassins.
Dancing with one of the wealthiest scions of a rcantile Empire in my Etiquette class or playing piano with a Siren singing alongside ; the possibilities were endless and they would be what shaped everything going forwards.
For now I had to set up myself as best I could so that by the ti I was in those classes I could stand on my own and not make a fool of myself, because digging myself out of that sort of social hole would be troubleso and set back quite a bit.
There were people I wanted to befriend and things I wanted to learn that could only be taught to those who did well enough in those classes; brewing a potion that permanently empowered my hubs would be extraordinarily expensive if I tried to do it myself, but if I aced many of the Alchemy tests I would be given the opportunity to work alongside my Professor to brew such a potent draught.
Learning spells that held unique combinations of various other spells could be done if one of the Professors thought I was talented and worthy enough, or maybe I would be taught a special kind of swordplay by a combat instructor...
Things could happen so long as I applied myself correctly, and those were the things that would help keep not only alive but also thriving in this new world... because although I was apparently more attractive than I had once believed myself to be I wasn’t about to beco soone’s trophy and call it there.
Though if that wealthy scion wanted to be a trophy in exchange for unlimited money and materials I would dress myself up however they pleased before stripping back down just as fast... I an, who wouldn’t?
If that made morally bankrupt or whatever I didn’t really care, because a blank check was a blank check and so long as the person offering it wasn’t going to just toss aside before I could cash it I would definitely take it.
Those were the thoughts that were in my head now as I walked back towards the Atoma Mirabelle Library, now feeling up for so extra studying on a few of the things that interested the most.
All of which were released to magic, of course, though I was going to need to skim a history book or two... at least on Mythia, since I needed to learn a little more about that ’Leone’ person who’s ’teardrop’ I now had in my possession.
Improving the effects of ditation and my mana regeneration had curious as to what else belonged to her and if they had equally as vague boons to give, which was where the history of Mythia would co into play.
During my ti playing the ga Novara De Leone had been ntioned quite a few separate tis but only in passing and always in the way that we discussed soone ancient and relatively unknown.
We knew her na, so of her feats and even that she had been a rather ’prolific’ futanari, but besides that we knew nothing at all about her... and that was with everything that happened in the ga revealing so rather fascinating plot points about the past, present and future depending on what you did.
Anyways, learning a little more about her would definitely be of use now that I had an item that presumably once belonged to her, so that was where the Atoma Mirabelle Library ca into play; I could check out a few books on general topics before retreating to my dorm to just lose myself to studying, locked away from everyone else and not having to worry that soone might co along and make forget what I was doing.
There were always a few ’predators’ prowling around every corner of the Academy waiting to find soone that fit their tastes, and after what happened this morning I was not entirely in the mood to be another al... though if the opportunity presented itself I knew my body would tell differently.
Taking my ti to parse through the various tos, journals and scrolls sitting on the vast shelves of the library yielded so good results since I found so more ’reliable’ pieces of literature to study from.
Alchemy notes from one of the greatest Alchemists to ever live that was tucked inside of a small journal, studies on different beginner magic techniques by quite a few different storied mages, Enchanting For Dummies 101, a short journal describing the founding of Mythia...
I was barely able to carry it all but it was definitely worth it, and the sa older librarian from yesterday gave the sa exact smile as she watched lay out each and every single one of those pieces of literature in front of her.
"Studying already, dear? That is promising~! Are you aware of the checkout policy?"
Scribbling sothing down onto a sheet of paper, the librarian began to explain the mont I shook my head, this piece of basic knowledge escaping since I used wikis and my own notes more than I did the library in ga.
"All books, journals and scrolls are enchanted with a locator spell and protection spells, so any damage done is noted while they are with you. The severity of the damage and intent is also noted before you are punished, while any attempts to keep or steal them is automatic expulsion.
You have three days to return them with a grace period of two days for your first ti; should you be late that drops to one day the next ti you check anything out from the library. Returning anything late warrants hours of service to the library, and repeat offenders who cannot show any understandable reasons will be barred from checking anything out.
If you understand and agree sign here, otherwise these books, journals and scrolls all have to remain within the premises of the library. Also... while we don’t explicitly prevent you from copying anything from them, please don’t be under the assumption that you can make money by doing so."
The warnings were varied and the punishnts severe, but I also wasn’t planning on doing anything besides taking these to my room and studying for this upcoming week, so I had no issue signing the agreent and lease forms for each one I was checking out.
"Thank you, Miss Natalie! I do hope you find everything you are looking for~! Also dear, I notice that soone managed to awaken their magic~! Good job~!"
That kind, motherly smile made my heart ache - in a good way - as she pat my hand before waving goodbye, sending on my way with a bit of confusion since I had never really felt sothing like that before...
It was sothing that lingered with even as I returned to my dorm, but the mont I was alone again I just shook it off and laid down each of my rented items before opening my journal, knowing that I was going to want to take notes.
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