Astrid’s cold lasted for two full days. During this ti, to prevent her bacterial cold from affecting Amalia’s health, Astrid had to choose to sleep alone, no longer sharing a bed with her sister.
During these few days, Lyra clearly noticed that Amalia’s mood was sowhat low, even less than usual during her nstrual period, as she even reduced the frequency of petting the cat.
It seems that not being able to sleep with her sister was a significant blow to Amalia.
Lyra had no other siblings and didn’t know if Amalia’s behavior was too clingy, but upon reflection, the sisters saw each other every day, so it shouldn’t have co to this extent.
Princess Amalia... really likes Princess Astrid...
As ti passed, in the third month of studying at the Elizabeth Academy of Magic, Lyra successfully advanced to an early sorcerer.
Since she was not only practicing magic but also continuously tempering her body with ntal energy, upon becoming a Sorcerer, Lyra naturally also beca a qualified Early Grand Knight.
"Huh? Princess Astrid advanced to an early Sorcerer more than two months ago?"
Just as Lyra was hoping for so praise from Princess Astrid after sharing her good news, she was imdiately surprised by the news she heard from her.
"Hmm, didn’t I ntion it?"
Astrid touched the hairband on her head, her silver hair swaying in the wind. She looked at the pink-haired girl standing in front of her with a calm expression.
"I thought you knew."
Co to think of it, she really hadn’t shown off her strength much in public. Every ti she practiced, she just sat alone in the training room, chanting various ancient spells.
"Princess Astrid... advanced so quickly..."
Lyra thought she was already fast, but Princess Astrid had already completed her breakthrough long ago, just keeping a low profile, so she didn’t ntion it.
Seeing the excitent still lingering in Lyra’s eyes, Astrid curved her lips and said understandingly,
"Lyra is also amazing, after all, a double breakthrough is much more difficult than a single one."
Breaking through to an early Grand knight ant that Lyra was now qualified to obtain her life weapon.
Once her ntal energy stabilized, Astrid planned to take her to the library more often, aiming to get that pure and flawless sword of light as soon as possible.
That was a key item, crucial for many future plotlines.
Lyra’s mood clearly improved a lot after hearing this, like a pink dog that had been petted, her fingers clutching her sleeves, her sky-blue sparkling eyes.
"Um... it’s okay..."
"Compared to Princess Astrid and the geniuses in Class S, there’s still a big gap."
Even so, Astrid felt that Lyra’s little tail was slightly raised now.
But it was normal for her to be so happy. After all, Lyra was now the face of Class A, undefeated in various sparring matches.
Although she was initially a bit unconfident in the new environnt, her confidence gradually returned to normal levels through these practices.
By the ti the official class sparring starts next sester, Lyra is probably the most promising student in Class A to defeat a Class S opponent.
"You’re already great, keep it up."
As soon as she finished speaking, Astrid opened the door of the training room and took one last look at Lyra, who nodded gently.
"I will!"
Being a maid is nice, but it’s still not as good as being a lover.
She wanted to openly express her love for Princess Astrid.
Just a bit more effort, Lyra, to gradually reach the point where she can naturally stand by Astrid’s side.
Completely unaware of her maid’s quietly sprouting ambitions, Astrid walked into the room and took off the brooch and ruby necklace on her chest.
Thinking of the holy sword, she suddenly recalled another thing, sothing she had brought with her since she crossed over.
Her gaze fell on the ruby on the table, and Astrid’s eyes gradually deepened.
She lightly touched it with her fingers, the surface of the gem still retained so warmth from her skin.
Charlotte had said that once her ntal energy reached the level of an early Sorcerer, she might be able to activate this gem.
Now it was about ti.
Grasping the ruby, Astrid quickly channeled her ntal energy into it.
Since the quality of her ntal energy has improved significantly since she first started learning magic, this ti the energy didn’t feel like it was sinking into the sea, but rather like a key fitting into a lock.
Once every part was fully filled, Astrid lightly bit the tip of her tongue, sensing that sothing on the other end of her ntal energy had broken.
Emptiness, silence, chill... instantly flooded her heart...
Astrid closed her eyes, using only her ntal energy as an extension of her senses, carefully experiencing it.
This feeling was as if she had fallen into the snow... but without the restraint of curling up, it was even emptier and freer...
This was so kind of independent space...
Realizing this, Astrid stopped channeling her ntal energy. After a while, she tried to activate it again.
After the first contact, the ruby seed to have recognized her as its master. As long as Astrid emitted her ntal energy, even a tiny bit, she could successfully sense that space.
Feeling slightly more familiar with it, Astrid picked up a lady’s handkerchief from her bag and wrapped it with part of her ntal energy.
The next second, she felt the presence of the handkerchief in that special space, while the physical object in front of her disappeared.
Indeed, this was a spatial storage device.
As the last thing Fanya left for the original Astrid, specifically marked with a soul imprint for her use only, Astrid had long suspected this, and the current experint only confird her guess.
She just didn’t know how large the storage space of this ruby was, and whether there were any "relics" Fanya might have left inside.
Continuing to extend her ntal energy along the boundaries of the space, Astrid sensed so bottles and jars.
Her mind stirred, and in less than half a minute, several bottles of potions with elegant handwriting appeared on the table.
"Eternal Burning," "Silent Death Ray," "Life Restoration"...
The nas of each potion almost only appear in literature records, and even alchemists of Elowen’s level would find it difficult to successfully brew them.
Is this the heritage of a peak Arcanist mage?
Looking at the potion bottles emitting various colors, Astrid’s movents were cautious. She gently wrapped them with her ntal energy and placed them back into the space, not touching them carelessly.
As an early Sorcerer, if she rashly ca into contact with these high-level potions, the consequences might be unbearable.
Continuing to explore inward, this space seems to have no ti or light. The only view Astrid could see was a small part of the area where her ntal energy extended.
Besides the bottles and jars of potions, there were also so magical ingredients she didn’t recognize. The only thing she could intuitively feel was precious were the scattered high-level magic crystals of various elents.
If these magic crystals were sold, they could probably fund the construction of another palace.
Suddenly, her ntal energy seed to hit a wall and could no longer extend inward. Astrid initially thought this was the limit of the space, but the next second, her ntal energy continued to penetrate the darkness, slightly dispersing so of the gray mist.
A staff with a shining tip stood in the gray mist, next to a book lying on the ground, its cover reading "Valeria Empire Travel Diary," authored by Fanya Griffin.
Attempting to wrap the two items with her ntal energy and bring them back to the real world, Astrid found that her ntal energy disappeared without a trace the mont it touched the gray mist, just like when she first channeled energy into the ruby.
The quality of her ntal energy was still not enough...
Looking at the staff and the book within reach, Astrid couldn’t help but frown.
This kind of situation where you can see but not touch is quite tortuous.
After many attempts still yield no results, Astrid finally cald down her emotions and gave up on further exploration, focusing instead on the space she had already browsed.
There was still plenty of ti; she could co back to unlock it when she was stronger.
Turning back to search one by one, Astrid soon discovered sothing she had overlooked. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and a letter suddenly appeared in her hand.
To our dear daughter Astrid Ovecia.
This was a letter from Fanya and Hughes.
......
At night, Astrid and Lyra walked towards the dormitory building under the moonlight. The latter looked at the snow-white, delicate face, a hint of confusion flashing in her sky-blue pupils.
Why does it feel like Princess Astrid’s mood is a bit different from before...
No basis, just inexplicably feeling this way, Lyra’s intuition had always been accurate.
Should I find a topic... to chat with Princess Astrid...
Walking on the stone-paved path, the high heels and leather shoes made two completely different sounds. After a mont of thought, Lyra gently spoke.
"Princess Astrid, there are less than two months left in this sester..."
Lyra’s initial goal was to reach the level of an early Sorcerer before the end of the first sester, and now she has achieved it.
Hearing Lyra’s words, Astrid paused slightly, her cold eyes looking at the moonlight falling on the grass, her voice calm.
"Hmm... it’s about to end."
"The Elizabeth Academy of Magic’s S, A, and B classes will organize a practical exam at the end of each sester. Does Lyra know about this?"
Lyra’s expression froze upon hearing this, and she quickly shook her head.
"What is the practical exam?"
Astrid’s fingers lightly touched the ruby necklace on her chest, her voice soft.
"Going to the monster forest to hunt monsters, calculating scores based on the hunt, with no assistants allowed to participate."
"For the first-year practical exam, since the students’ strength is generally average, teaming up in pairs is allowed. From the second year onwards, only solo hunting is permitted."
Just like the graduation exam, this rule obviously had loopholes. So nobles with insufficient strength could rely on their teammates to get a good score, and after the exam, they could compensate in other ways.
It’s a bit like group assignnts in the previous life, where soone always had to carry the group.
"So... Princess Astrid ans..."
"We team up together?"
Is there any other interpretation?
Astrid poked Lyra’s forehead with her index finger, causing the latter’s cheeks to turn red, her hands covering the spot where she had been poked.
"Otherwise, why would I tell you this?" Astrid said.
"Or does Lyra prefer to team up with Linda instead of ?"
Perhaps Linda’s initial overtures were due to political factions, but now, Astrid had reason to suspect that Lyra’s excellent personality had earned her respect, as she often saw the two sparring together on the field.
Upon hearing this, Lyra imdiately responded without hesitation.
"That’s not the case!"
After speaking, hearing her own voice echoing in the empty square, Lyra pursed her lips, her slender white silk legs rubbing together awkwardly, and answered softly.
"I want to team up with Princess Astrid."
Of course, the more experiences with Princess Astrid, the better.
But... did Princess Astrid say that because she was jealous...
Glancing at Astrid’s lowered red eyes, those deep, calm eyes showed no ripples. Lyra touched the hem of her skirt, feeling ashad for having such thoughts.
Lyra, you’re overthinking again!
Don’t be so ordinary and confident.
A night breeze blew, rustling the leaves. After speaking a few words to Lyra, Astrid finally snapped out of her thoughts about the letter.
Even though she was just a wandering soul that had crossed over, why did she feel such strong emotions from Fanya’s letter to Astrid?
Was it because she shared mories with the original Astrid, and so emotions resonated as well?
Or, as she had initially guessed, she was neither Astrid Calliste nor the patient who died in the hospital.
She was a combination of both, unchanged from the beginning to the end, which was why she could unlock the spatial storage device Fanya left for her daughter and deceived Charlotte when she examined soul.
We hope you will be happy for the rest of your life, our dearest daughter... Love, your father and mother...
Walking on the cobblestone path, Astrid turned to look at Lyra, her pink lips slightly parting.
"Lyra, accompany to the library next Sunday..."
"...Just the two of us."
To retrieve that pure and flawless sword of light, to move the plot forward faster.
Hearing this, Lyra blinked her eyelashes a few tis and answered softly.
"Okay."
Although she didn’t know why, since Princess Astrid said so, she would just do it.
And emphasizing just the two of us... could it be...
A date?
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