Princess’s Struggle for Survival Chapter 264: Amalia Wants to Attend Language Class

Leaving the lounge and returning to the audience seats in the hall, many spectators had already left after watching the duel.

Those who remained were mostly friends or classmates of the duelists.

Seeing Lyra and Astrid walking side by side, Laurice quickly approached and greeted them.

"Congratulations, Miss Lyra, on winning the duel."

Lyra nodded politely and thanked her, then glanced behind the girl to see Linda and their horoom teacher, Rowen was also present.

"Thank you all for taking ti out of your busy schedules to support ."

"After all, it’s Lyra’s first duel, of course we had to co and watch."

Watching Lyra chatting with Linda, Astrid slightly nodded, walked over to Amalia, gently took her hand, and glanced at Charlotte beside her.

"Let’s go to the Wisteria Restaurant for dinner later. It’s been almost a week since we had dinner with Lady Charlotte."

Charlotte smiled softly and replied, "Sure, I was just about to ask Little Astr to join ."

Recently, Charlotte had been holed up in the laboratory working on new magical devices and hadn’t paid attention to the outside world. She hadn’t expected Astrid to get so close to Evelyn.

This was a good opportunity to show more concern for Astrid and ask her about her relationship with Evelyn, to make sure she wasn’t being led astray.

"Lyra’s speed in casting the purification spell at the end of the stage was so fast, I thought you wouldn’t make it in ti."

"I thought so too, but fortunately, I succeeded at the last mont."

"Anyway, Lyra has defeated an Early Sorcerer. In future matches with the S class, we shouldn’t be completely outmatched."

"It was just luck, but I’ll keep working hard."

"..."

After chatting with Linda for a while, Lyra saw the few people sitting quietly in their seats, waiting for her, and softly spoke.

"Linda, and Mr. Rowen, I’m going to have dinner now, so I’ll take my leave for a mont."

Seeing that it was about ti, and knowing that Astrid and Lyra were close friends who would definitely dine together, Linda politely nodded and said okay, not intending to join them.

"See you tomorrow, Lyra."

"See you tomorrow."

After saying that, Linda and Rowen left the venue. Astrid looked at Lyra in front of her and the head maid who had just finished organizing and cleaning the remnants of the village sword, and softly spoke.

"Let’s go, it’s ti to prepare a victory banquet for our big hero today, Miss Lyra Beckett."

.......

Wisteria Restaurant,

This ti, Lyra was seated at the head of the long table. Despite the girl’s repeated refusals, Astrid’s decision remained unshaken, so she sat in this position she had never sat in before, feeling flattered.

Since they were all acquaintances, they weren’t too formal. After a brief warm-up, Charlotte was the first to speak, asking Astrid if she had been getting close to Evelyn recently.

Hearing this question, Amalia also pricked up her ears, stopped moving her knife and fork, and neatly crossed her white silk legs.

Astrid didn’t intend to hide it from Charlotte and openly admitted her strong interest in Elders Speech. As for Professor Evelyn, who was a bit too mature in their interactions.

"Miss Evelyn is a very interesting person, Lady Charlotte doesn’t need to worry too much."

"I will be careful."

At these words, except for the head maid who was observing the liquid level in each cup, considering whether to add more appropriately, the gazes of the other three were all focused on Astrid.

Realizing her reaction was a bit over the top, Lyra lowered her head and continued cutting the frost on the surface of the steak with a knife.

Charlotte looked worried, her tea-colored eyes filled with concern that Little Astr might be led astray by Evelyn.

As for Amalia, she neither looked away nor showed much emotion, just silently watched Astrid.

It seems that next weekend, she should have her attend basic language classes with her sister.

Feeling everyone’s gaze, Astrid didn’t dwell on the topic, casually said a few words, and then steered the conversation towards Lyra.

"Lady Charlotte must have watched the entire duel. Lyra defeated the Early Sorcerer Reneth with the strength of a peak apprentice..."

"I wonder what you think of this victory?"

Charlotte gently turned her head, looking at the pink-haired girl who was carefully cutting at.

"Lyra’s combat skills are not inferior to so students in the S class. This combat style is very suitable for dealing with low-level mages."

In the early to mid-stages of training, mages don’t have many life-saving spells at their disposal, and with the limitation of casting speed, it’s easy for knights to get close and subdue them.

This situation begins to ease at the Magnus level, where mages’ casting speeds increase, and they master more skills to prevent close combat.

Knights who originally relied on physical strength and powerful combat skills will find themselves at a disadvantage at this point.

Of course, this situation is not unsolvable for knights. Freely released and formable physical ntal power provides Master Knights with the possibility of killing mages from a distance, rather than having to rely on close combat to gain the upper hand.

"The combination of magic and combat skills gives Lyra both devastating destructive power and mobility, multiplying her practical combat ability. However, even so, defeating an opponent across a major level is still a remarkable feat."

"Congratulations, Lyra."

Seeing the empire’s Arcanist level mage, the famous Countess Charlotte, raise a glass to her, Lyra quickly raised her glass and gently clinked it with hers.

"It was just good luck, I almost lost a few tis."

"No need to be overly modest, the result speaks for itself."

But talking about the duel, Charlotte did have so questions, but before she could ask, Astrid brought it up first.

"Lyra’s use of light magic was excellent, I almost mistook her light elent affinity for excellence rather than poor, as if the crystal ball was wrong."

In fact, Charlotte felt the sa. As an Arcanist level mage, her sensitivity to various elental particles was extrely high. It’s no exaggeration to say that among the audience this afternoon, no one understood how to control elents better than she did.

Lyra’s speed in guiding light elental particles was fast, and the scale was large enough. Many peak Sorcerers might not handle light elents as skillfully as Lyra.

The more she thought about it, the more Charlotte felt sothing was amiss. She took a sip of red wine, her eyelashes fluttering, and her eyes directly entered the elental vision.

"Lyra, can you cast an ordinary light spell for to see?"

"A light spell? Of course."

Lyra didn’t think much about it and softly chanted the related light magic spell.

In less than five seconds, a bright white light appeared in her palm, radiating light that illuminated the iron candlestick brightly.

The next second, Charlotte silently recited the spell in her heart, and a light ball brighter than Lyra’s appeared above everyone’s heads. The white light beam montarily overshadowed the brilliance in Lyra’s hand, like the moon outshining fireflies.

However, seeing this, Charlotte’s mood was not calm. Her delicate eyebrows subconsciously furrowed.

How could this be...

Although her light elent affinity was good, not outstanding among the geniuses, the quality of her ntal power as an Arcanist level mage was there. There was no reason why the light in Lyra’s hand should still be shining.

According to the ntal power advantage theory, the biggest advantage high-level mages have over low-level mages is not the number of spells they can cast or the strength of their effects, but the ability to release ntal power to guide most of the elental particles in the space, leaving low-level mages with no elents to use.

The only variable might be the elental affinity of both parties. If a low-level mage has a higher affinity with a certain elent, they might retain so residual elental particles for their own use.

In theory, an Arcanist mage versus a peak apprentice, with three major levels difference, even if she didn’t deliberately plunder the light elents around Lyra, the latter’s light spell should have stopped.

Charlotte’s mind stirred, trying to guide the light elental particles close to Lyra’s palm.

This ti the result was not surprising; the light in the pink-haired girl’s hand quickly dimd and soon disappeared.

"Lyra..."

"How did you feel just now?"

Extinguishing the light circle above her head, Charlotte softly asked.

Due to the difference in brightness, everyone present felt their vision dim a bit.

"If I had to say how I felt..." Lyra thought for a mont, her voice soft.

"The light elental particles in the air were all taken away by Professor Charlotte, and the place where the magic flowed felt empty."

"But it seems like so particles tried to stay, which is strange... they didn’t seem to dislike as much as I thought..."

That’s right, when Charlotte guided the light elents, she clearly felt that the particles closest to Lyra’s magic were still connected to her, and she had to increase her ntal power output to fully absorb them.

This performance was too abnormal; Lyra’s light elent affinity was definitely not as low as the test showed.

"Lyra, after class tomorrow afternoon, wait for in my office." Charlotte said.

"We will retest your light elent affinity."

Astrid sipped her juice, quietly listening.

In fact, no matter how much you test, you won’t get a result. Lyra’s light elent affinity is even more exceptional than her ice elent, far beyond what a small crystal ball can asure.

As long as Lyra realizes her light elent affinity is not low, specializing in it will help her grow stronger.

Lyra vaguely guessed that Charlotte had discovered sothing amiss, her blue eyes shimring faintly.

"Okay, Professor Charlotte."

Could it be... her light elent affinity isn’t poor...

Charlotte asked Lyra more about her experience with light magic spells. Hearing the girl say there was no sense of stagnation and it felt very natural to control, Charlotte beca more certain of her thoughts.

Perhaps there was an error in the test, let’s try again tomorrow.

Maybe Lyra is a once-in-a-millennium genius like Astrid, and coincidentally, the two can be students of the sa class at the Elizabeth Academy of Magic, with imasurable future achievents.

Unconsciously, her thoughts drifted far. Charlotte suppressed her excitent and continued to eat in small bites.

If she didn’t have to debug the Fearless tonight, she would have taken Lyra to retest imdiately.

........

After dinner, Astrid and the others returned to the dormitory. Before parting, Charlotte ntioned her latest research, a magical weapon called the short-handled fla thrower.

"This weapon is still under research. The one I gave you is a prototype, without a fire attribute crystal installed, so no need to worry about accidental injuries."

Charlotte’s words echoed in Astrid’s ears. The woman sat elegantly with her legs crossed, her light white slippers covering her toes, the entire pair semi-suspended on her smooth, delicate black silk feet, slightly swaying with her movents.

Opening the tal box, inside was a magical weapon sowhat similar to the rifles of her past life. The barrel was bluish-gray, with a handle at the back and a piston at the bottom for activation.

The overall structure of the flathrower was quite rudintary. Calling it a rifle was a stretch; strictly speaking, it was just a dium-length tal pipe with a piece of wood, not very eye-catching, and its effect was closer to a fla thrower.

"Using fire attribute crystals to activate a highly lethal fla gun. Since current technology only supports releasing simple flas, high-temperature resistant tal materials are needed for shaping."

"Safety is also a consideration, one of the things His Majesty the Emperor values most."

"My current idea is to establish a ntal power imprint. Only when the corresponding ntal power imprint is activated can the holder freely use the flathrower."

Perhaps because of their experience designing the Fearless together, Charlotte was very curious about the ingenious ideas in Astrid’s mind. Therefore, she often asked for her opinion, trying to find inspiration from her junior.

Astrid carefully played with the magical weapon in her hand.

Considering the prices of lamp oil and fire attribute crystals, and thinking whether using wind attribute crystals for shaping would improve accuracy, she then took out paper and pen and wrote seriously.

Modern knowledge could help Astrid cheat a little in design, but the magical circle aspect still needed Charlotte’s own research; she couldn’t help much there.

After a while, Amalia, who had changed into a snug nightgown, walked over to Astrid. Seeing the black-haired girl approach, Astrid’s lips curled slightly.

"Amalia, there’s sothing I need you to do."

"Help write a letter to Prince Lucas."

Hearing this na, Amalia was clearly stunned.

She... write to Lucas...

What is my sister talking about?