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"Right, your grandmother," I hid my surprise.
"Your grandmother is very beautiful," I complimented her to distract them.
"But you never seen her before," Luke pointed out.
"I do know how she looks like, doesn't she have straight long umber hair, large amber eyes and your slender angular face?" I recalled.
"The memories?" He knew about what was causing these fevers.
I nodded my head, "Your grandfather was there as well in the competition venue."
"We can go visit them today," Lucius decided for the three of us.
This was how I ended up in a hover car going towards another Roselia family mansion. I wondered if the memories this time were somewhat different since they have never mentioned visiting someone due to it. However, this was the perfect chance to figure out what had happened back then to know how the grudge formed.
I didn't like visiting their family members. My impression of their parents through meeting them in real life and the memorila was horrible. The only time I met their grandfather was when he separated me from his parents and the few occasions before I entered kindergarten. They were the people who created that terrible contract.
"Come in," their grandfather gestured when the door opened to his study.
I wondered if the people in the first district ever aged. He still appeared the same as he did inside the memorila. This was how I could recognize him from the memories that flowed into me with the fever today. He looked like he was in school when he entered the competition, making that memory at least fifty years old.
"We're here because we need information on something," Lucius seemed a bit nervous.
"We're wondering what happened to that mana competition while you were in school. I might have accidentally used a faulty memorila that shows me other people's memories," I decided to go direct to the point.
The less time I spent here the better. There were less chances for me to slip up and have horrible consequences attached to it. Luke's grandfather stiffened like something had really happened in that competition. He turned to me in a new light, wondering how much I knew. Maybe it would've been better if I told Luke and his brother everything and stayed in the back.
"Rika, my granddaughter, it has been a while since I've seen you," he waved to come closer to him.
"How are you doing lately?" He probably already knew about everything from reports coming from his grandson.
"Everything is as normal as it can be," I avoided his eyes while walking closer to him.
"I already know what happened yesterday. We pulled out the other half of the donations we invested into the school," he turned to his grandsons.
"We'll make changes to the staff accordingly as I have discussed with the other families," he instantly took swift actions.
I continued to smile while their grandfather continued to share the rest of the details to them. I pinched myself when my head started to throb again. Wasn't today's round of memories supposed to be over? Stumbling onto their grandfather's lap, I found the boy showing his spells on the stage in front of the judges the next time I blinked.
The judges chatted among themselves, finding themselves impressed by the contestant coming from a common family. After showing what he had for the first round, the boy walked into a seat in the audience to observe the rest of his rivals. One by one, he couldn't place his eyes off the stage when he saw the sheer amount of mana behind the spells from the other competitors.
Although they were common spells, the power behind them made the impact incomparable to his. It was no wonder how normal people didn't have the qualifications to compete. Especially the boy holding a sword who almost destroyed the entire venue if not for the barrier holding him back. They weren't human beings anymore.
"It's no different than what we usually do during class at school," Alison came to sit beside him.
"Are they your classmates?" The boy couldn't imagine seeing this scene everyday.
"They are. They're just trying to be showy today since we were too lazy to put some effort into it," Alison nodded.
The boy couldn't help but be a little jealous of the people who had an abundant amount of mana. He could never chant the spells the same way as them unless he adjusted the spells a bit so they could make a similar impact. This just made him more determined in practicing for tomorrow's round.
"Do you want to get lunch together?" Alison's face drew closer to him.
"What about your classmates?" The boy gulped from the closeness.
"They'll be fine. I want to eat lunch with you instead," she poked his chest.
The boy nodded his head, not knowing if it was a dream. Alison brightly smiled, taking the initiative to hold his hand, swinging his arm together. It was almost like they were a couple together. He didn't know why such a beautiful girl was interested in him. Embracing the rare moment, he walked with her to the cafeteria.
"Do you think that pretty girl has good intentions?" I thought of the partner system they had in school.
Alison momentarily frowned when she noticed her hands were lightly damp from the boy's hands slightly sweating like he was nervous. However, she quickly hid her feelings to continue smiling at the boy as if nothing had happened. I wondered why she was forcing herself to be with him.
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"Right, your grandmother," I hid my surprise.
"Your grandmother is very beautiful," I complimented her to distract them.
"But you never seen her before," Luke pointed out.
"I do know how she looks like, doesn't she have straight long umber hair, large amber eyes and your slender angular face?" I recalled.
"The memories?" He knew about what was causing these fevers.
I nodded my head, "Your grandfather was there as well in the competition venue."
"We can go visit them today," Lucius decided for the three of us.
This was how I ended up in a hover car going towards another Roselia family mansion. I wondered if the memories this time were somewhat different since they have never mentioned visiting someone due to it. However, this was the perfect chance to figure out what had happened back then to know how the grudge formed.
I didn't like visiting their family members. My impression of their parents through meeting them in real life and the memorila was horrible. The only time I met their grandfather was when he separated me from his parents and the few occasions before I entered kindergarten. They were the people who created that terrible contract.
"Come in," their grandfather gestured when the door opened to his study.
I wondered if the people in the first district ever aged. He still appeared the same as he did inside the memorila. This was how I could recognize him from the memories that flowed into me with the fever today. He looked like he was in school when he entered the competition, making that memory at least fifty years old.
"We're here because we need information on something," Lucius seemed a bit nervous.
"We're wondering what happened to that mana competition while you were in school. I might have accidentally used a faulty memorila that shows me other people's memories," I decided to go direct to the point.
The less time I spent here the better. There were less chances for me to slip up and have horrible consequences attached to it. Luke's grandfather stiffened like something had really happened in that competition. He turned to me in a new light, wondering how much I knew. Maybe it would've been better if I told Luke and his brother everything and stayed in the back.
"Rika, my granddaughter, it has been a while since I've seen you," he waved to come closer to him.
"How are you doing lately?" He probably already knew about everything from reports coming from his grandson.
"Everything is as normal as it can be," I avoided his eyes while walking closer to him.
"I already know what happened yesterday. We pulled out the other half of the donations we invested into the school," he turned to his grandsons.
"We'll make changes to the staff accordingly as I have discussed with the other families," he instantly took swift actions.
I continued to smile while their grandfather continued to share the rest of the details to them. I pinched myself when my head started to throb again. Wasn't today's round of memories supposed to be over? Stumbling onto their grandfather's lap, I found the boy showing his spells on the stage in front of the judges the next time I blinked.
The judges chatted among themselves, finding themselves impressed by the contestant coming from a common family. After showing what he had for the first round, the boy walked into a seat in the audience to observe the rest of his rivals. One by one, he couldn't place his eyes off the stage when he saw the sheer amount of mana behind the spells from the other competitors.
Although they were common spells, the power behind them made the impact incomparable to his. It was no wonder how normal people didn't have the qualifications to compete. Especially the boy holding a sword who almost destroyed the entire venue if not for the barrier holding him back. They weren't human beings anymore.
"It's no different than what we usually do during class at school," Alison came to sit beside him.
"Are they your classmates?" The boy couldn't imagine seeing this scene everyday.
"They are. They're just trying to be showy today since we were too lazy to put some effort into it," Alison nodded.
The boy couldn't help but be a little jealous of the people who had an abundant amount of mana. He could never chant the spells the same way as them unless he adjusted the spells a bit so they could make a similar impact. This just made him more determined in practicing for tomorrow's round.
"Do you want to get lunch together?" Alison's face drew closer to him.
"What about your classmates?" The boy gulped from the closeness.
"They'll be fine. I want to eat lunch with you instead," she poked his chest.
The boy nodded his head, not knowing if it was a dream. Alison brightly smiled, taking the initiative to hold his hand, swinging his arm together. It was almost like they were a couple together. He didn't know why such a beautiful girl was interested in him. Embracing the rare moment, he walked with her to the cafeteria.
"Do you think that pretty girl has good intentions?" I thought of the partner system they had in school.
Alison momentarily frowned when she noticed her hands were lightly damp from the boy's hands slightly sweating like he was nervous. However, she quickly hid her feelings to continue smiling at the boy as if nothing had happened. I wondered why she was forcing herself to be with him.
"Right, your grandmother," I hid my surprise. "Your grandmother is very beautiful," I complimented her to distract them. "But you never seen her before," Luke pointed out. "I do know how she looks like, doesn't she have straight long umber hair, large amber eyes and your slender angular face?" I recalled. "The memories?" He knew about what was causing these fevers. I nodded my head, "Your grandfather was there as well in the competition venue." "We can go visit them today," Lucius decided for the three of us. This was how I ended up in a hover car going towards another Roselia family mansion. I wondered if the memories this time were somewhat different since they have never mentioned visiting someone due to it. However, this was the perfect chance to figure out what had happened back then to know how the grudge formed. I didn't like visiting their family members. My impression of their parents through meeting them in real life and the memorila was horrible. The only time I met their grandfather was when he separated me from his parents and the few occasions before I entered kindergarten. They were the people who created that terrible contract. "Come in," their grandfather gestured when the door opened to his study. I wondered if the people in the first district ever aged. He still appeared the same as he did inside the memorila. This was how I could recognize him from the memories that flowed into me with the fever today. He looked like he was in school when he entered the competition, making that memory at least fifty years old. "We're here because we need information on something," Lucius seemed a bit nervous. "We're wondering what happened to that mana competition while you were in school. I might have accidentally used a faulty memorila that shows me other people's memories," I decided to go direct to the point. The less time I spent here the better. There were less chances for me to slip up and have horrible consequences attached to it. Luke's grandfather stiffened like something had really happened in that competition. He turned to me in a new light, wondering how much I knew. Maybe it would've been better if I told Luke and his brother everything and stayed in the back. "Rika, my granddaughter, it has been a while since I've seen you," he waved to come closer to him. "How are you doing lately?" He probably already knew about everything from reports coming from his grandson. "Everything is as normal as it can be," I avoided his eyes while walking closer to him. "I already know what happened yesterday. We pulled out the other half of the donations we invested into the school," he turned to his grandsons. "We'll make changes to the staff accordingly as I have discussed with the other families," he instantly took swift actions. I continued to smile while their grandfather continued to share the rest of the details to them. I pinched myself when my head started to throb again. Wasn't today's round of memories supposed to be over? Stumbling onto their grandfather's lap, I found the boy showing his spells on the stage in front of the judges the next time I blinked. The judges chatted among themselves, finding themselves impressed by the contestant coming from a common family. After showing what he had for the first round, the boy walked into a seat in the audience to observe the rest of his rivals. One by one, he couldn't place his eyes off the stage when he saw the sheer amount of mana behind the spells from the other competitors. Although they were common spells, the power behind them made the impact incomparable to his. It was no wonder how normal people didn't have the qualifications to compete. Especially the boy holding a sword who almost destroyed the entire venue if not for the barrier holding him back. They weren't human beings anymore. "It's no different than what we usually do during class at school," Alison came to sit beside him. "Are they your classmates?" The boy couldn't imagine seeing this scene everyday. "They are. They're just trying to be showy today since we were too lazy to put some effort into it," Alison nodded. The boy couldn't help but be a little jealous of the people who had an abundant amount of mana. He could never chant the spells the same way as them unless he adjusted the spells a bit so they could make a similar impact. This just made him more determined in practicing for tomorrow's round. "Do you want to get lunch together?" Alison's face drew closer to him. "What about your classmates?" The boy gulped from the closeness. "They'll be fine. I want to eat lunch with you instead," she poked his chest. The boy nodded his head, not knowing if it was a dream. Alison brightly smiled, taking the initiative to hold his hand, swinging his arm together. It was almost like they were a couple together. He didn't know why such a beautiful girl was interested in him. Embracing the rare moment, he walked with her to the cafeteria. "Do you think that pretty girl has good intentions?" I thought of the partner system they had in school. Alison momentarily frowned when she noticed her hands were lightly damp from the boy's hands slightly sweating like he was nervous. However, she quickly hid her feelings to continue smiling at the boy as if nothing had happened. I wondered why she was forcing herself to be with him.
