104 : Plans
After making sure that she closed the door to the cabin, Beatrice sat down at her makeshift desk and stared into the wall in front of her, occasionally tapping her fingers on the desk.
With every tap of Beatrice's fingers, more and more thoughts entered her mind, filling it up.
'After arriving back in the Lyon Kingdom, I should first check up on my family, so as to make sure that everything is alright and that nothing has happened,' thought Beatrice as she quickly wrote her plans into the information cube.
'After that, I will make sure that the situation around my parent's territory is stable, if not, I should stabilize it myself, so as to avoid any unfortunate accidents from happening in the future.'
'Only then can I begin searching for any traces of mages in this kingdom, starting from the capital of and expanding outwards towards the edges of the kingdom,'
Time slowly but surely passed as Beatrice wrote more and more of her plans into the information cube, from her main plans to things she could do on the side, to backup plans depending on the circumstances of her situation.
Everything was neatly laid out in Beatrice's information cube, which she kept on her body at all times, never letting it leave her hands.
Of course, even if Beatrice managed to somehow lose the information cube, and someone else obtained it, they would be in for quite a nasty surprise when they try to access the information inside of it, one they would most likely never forget.
After placing the information cube into one of the pockets in her robe, Beatrice continued standing there, merely tapping her fingers on the makeshift wooden desk whilst staring at the wall in front of her.
Slowly but surely, elemental energy poured into Beatrice's body, being transformed into mana, after that, a tiny portion of that mana made it's way into Beatrice's body, becoming her own mana.
For several hours, Beatrice stood still staring at the wall in front of her, tapping her fingers on the desk while refining mana.
By the time Beatrice had finished refining mana, five small holes had appeared in the wooden desk, the product of Beatrice's extremely sharp and resilient nails.
After a few minutes of just doing that, a blob of mana suddenly appeared in Beatrice's left hand, as her right hand continued doing it's thing, digging into the table, one tap at a time.
Only a fraction of a moment later, the blob of mana shifted, transforming into three different dark bolts, which obediently floated in Beatrice's right hand.
"As expected, it's a little bit more efficient when it comes to creating multiple bolts, but it's so much slower, as it is right now, this technique has no use," mumbled Beatrice as she dark bolts from her hand suddenly began flying through the room.
What Beatrice had just done was use a slightly different method to create dark bolts.
Unlike usual, Beatrice did not directly transform her mana into three different dark bolts, rather, she first materialized it, making sure to be as efficient as possible in doing so.
After that, Beatrice transformed the blob of materialized mana into three different dark bolts.
As Beatrice expected, although this method of creating dark bolts was in fact, much slower than the usual one, as it added another step to the spell, it did in fact lower the amount of mana that Beatrice had to spend in the creation of the bolts.
Sadly though, because of just how slow this technique was, Beatrice felt that it was quite useless at the moment.
Suddenly, the dark bolts flying through the room stopped mid-air, as Beatrice moved her eyes, looking at her middle finger, which had managed to pierce through the desk after countless taps.
Seeing the hole which had now formed within the table, Beatrice couldn't help but shake her head.
"How fragile," mumbled Beatrice as she moved her middle finger slightly forward, allowing it to continue tapping the desk without anything bothering it.
Or so Beatrice wanted.
Sadly though, the other five fingers, which had not yet pierced through the desk, stopped the middle finger from continuing forward.
Looking at this scene, a faint frown appeared on Beatrice's face.
After a few moments, Beatrice moved the rest of her left hand to the side, allowing her middle finger to continue tapping away undisturbed.
...
Looking at the flying ship, which was getting further and further away from him, Rex Law, who was floating above an island, couldn't help but shake his head.
"It will take just under two months for us to reunite with the rest of the guild, hopefully, nothing happens in this time," said Rex Law, causing his colleague to shake his head.
"Don't be so negative, you already know that nothing can happen on Stoughlodge Island, this place is an impenetrable fortress, you know very well how much time and elemental stones we spent creating this place, you don't have to worry," said Archer Woodward, a pale, middle-aged man, causing Rex Law to nod as well.
"You're right, maybe it's just the fact that I'm flying," said Rex Law, causing Woodward to wave his hand, making the two of them slowly but surely g lower and lower toward Stoughlodge Island.
After around thirty seconds, the duo arrived on the seemingly uninhabited island, Stoughlodge Island, or rather, the secret headquarters of the Rose Guild.
It was only after the two of them descended into the forest on the island, and were no longer so clearly visible to the outside world that, Woodward once again dispelled another one of his spells, causing them to become visible to the outside world once again.
"Let's go, I don't feel safe being outside," said Rex Law as he walked forward in a particular direction.
Although the location of the entrance to the headquarters was everchanging, using his Earth Magic, as well as some prior knowledge, which the guild leader had given him, Rex was easily able to locate it.
104 : Plans
After making sure that she closed the door to the cabin, Beatrice sat down at her makeshift desk and stared into the wall in front of her, occasionally tapping her fingers on the desk.
With every tap of Beatrice's fingers, more and more thoughts entered her mind, filling it up.
'After arriving back in the Lyon Kingdom, I should first check up on my family, so as to make sure that everything is alright and that nothing has happened,' thought Beatrice as she quickly wrote her plans into the information cube.
'After that, I will make sure that the situation around my parent's territory is stable, if not, I should stabilize it myself, so as to avoid any unfortunate accidents from happening in the future.'
'Only then can I begin searching for any traces of mages in this kingdom, starting from the capital of and expanding outwards towards the edges of the kingdom,'
Time slowly but surely passed as Beatrice wrote more and more of her plans into the information cube, from her main plans to things she could do on the side, to backup plans depending on the circumstances of her situation.
Everything was neatly laid out in Beatrice's information cube, which she kept on her body at all times, never letting it leave her hands.
Of course, even if Beatrice managed to somehow lose the information cube, and someone else obtained it, they would be in for quite a nasty surprise when they try to access the information inside of it, one they would most likely never forget.
After placing the information cube into one of the pockets in her robe, Beatrice continued standing there, merely tapping her fingers on the makeshift wooden desk whilst staring at the wall in front of her.
Slowly but surely, elemental energy poured into Beatrice's body, being transformed into mana, after that, a tiny portion of that mana made it's way into Beatrice's body, becoming her own mana.
For several hours, Beatrice stood still staring at the wall in front of her, tapping her fingers on the desk while refining mana.
By the time Beatrice had finished refining mana, five small holes had appeared in the wooden desk, the product of Beatrice's extremely sharp and resilient nails.
After a few minutes of just doing that, a blob of mana suddenly appeared in Beatrice's left hand, as her right hand continued doing it's thing, digging into the table, one tap at a time.
Only a fraction of a moment later, the blob of mana shifted, transforming into three different dark bolts, which obediently floated in Beatrice's right hand.
"As expected, it's a little bit more efficient when it comes to creating multiple bolts, but it's so much slower, as it is right now, this technique has no use," mumbled Beatrice as she dark bolts from her hand suddenly began flying through the room.
What Beatrice had just done was use a slightly different method to create dark bolts.
Unlike usual, Beatrice did not directly transform her mana into three different dark bolts, rather, she first materialized it, making sure to be as efficient as possible in doing so.
After that, Beatrice transformed the blob of materialized mana into three different dark bolts.
As Beatrice expected, although this method of creating dark bolts was in fact, much slower than the usual one, as it added another step to the spell, it did in fact lower the amount of mana that Beatrice had to spend in the creation of the bolts.
Sadly though, because of just how slow this technique was, Beatrice felt that it was quite useless at the moment.
Suddenly, the dark bolts flying through the room stopped mid-air, as Beatrice moved her eyes, looking at her middle finger, which had managed to pierce through the desk after countless taps.
Seeing the hole which had now formed within the table, Beatrice couldn't help but shake her head.
"How fragile," mumbled Beatrice as she moved her middle finger slightly forward, allowing it to continue tapping the desk without anything bothering it.
Or so Beatrice wanted.
Sadly though, the other five fingers, which had not yet pierced through the desk, stopped the middle finger from continuing forward.
Looking at this scene, a faint frown appeared on Beatrice's face.
After a few moments, Beatrice moved the rest of her left hand to the side, allowing her middle finger to continue tapping away undisturbed.
...
Looking at the flying ship, which was getting further and further away from him, Rex Law, who was floating above an island, couldn't help but shake his head.
"It will take just under two months for us to reunite with the rest of the guild, hopefully, nothing happens in this time," said Rex Law, causing his colleague to shake his head.
"Don't be so negative, you already know that nothing can happen on Stoughlodge Island, this place is an impenetrable fortress, you know very well how much time and elemental stones we spent creating this place, you don't have to worry," said Archer Woodward, a pale, middle-aged man, causing Rex Law to nod as well.
"You're right, maybe it's just the fact that I'm flying," said Rex Law, causing Woodward to wave his hand, making the two of them slowly but surely g lower and lower toward Stoughlodge Island.
After around thirty seconds, the duo arrived on the seemingly uninhabited island, Stoughlodge Island, or rather, the secret headquarters of the Rose Guild.
It was only after the two of them descended into the forest on the island, and were no longer so clearly visible to the outside world that, Woodward once again dispelled another one of his spells, causing them to become visible to the outside world once again.
"Let's go, I don't feel safe being outside," said Rex Law as he walked forward in a particular direction.
Although the location of the entrance to the headquarters was everchanging, using his Earth Magic, as well as some prior knowledge, which the guild leader had given him, Rex was easily able to locate it.
