As Beatrice raised her head, she couldn't help but slightly narrow her eyes.
"Did something happen?" mumbled Beatrice as she moved her eyes around, staring at her luxurious room with a slight frown on her face.
After noticing that everything was fine, Beatrice no longer paid any attention to what had just happened, once again sinking her mind in the book.
...
Three months later,
Staring at the relatively small town in front of her, Beatrice lightly scanned it with her eyes, before walking in.
Of course, at this moment, Beatrice did not show her face, hiding it with a colorless mask, at the same time, Beatrice had also changed into a var inconspicuous robe.
As Beatrice walked into the town, the first thing that surprised her was just how many people were in this town.
Right now, inside of this relatively small town, at least two hundred people littered the streets, each wearing a robe, some hiding their true face, some not.
'There are more mage apprentices here than expected,' thought Beatrice as she began walking around the streets of the town, occasionally walking past a small stall.
As in her past life, Beatrice spent most of her time inside of the academy, or on missions, she was not very knowledgeable, about mage gatherings, and as such, right now she could only go to the most obvious place she could find.
After a few minutes, Beatrice slowly approached a small stall, manned by a young man, with several books placed in front of him.
Staring at the books for a few moments, Beatrice suddenly looked at the young man, who had his eyes closed right not.
"Can I take a closer look at that one?" asked Beatrice as she pointed at a very plain book placed on the stall.
Although it was quite thin, the old-looking blue book, with 'Ancient stories' written on it's cover seemingly interested Beatrice.
"Only looking, no touching," said the young man, suddenly opening his eyes.
Hearing that, Beatrice slowly began examining the book with her eyes, taking a good look at it, as well as the price written under it.
As she let out a silent sigh, Beatrice suddenly began looking through her robe, as she then took out twenty-five small stones and placed them on the table.
Seeing the elemental stones, the eyes of the young man lit up, prompting him to suddenly snap his fingers.
Suddenly three different thin chains materialized on the book, restraining it to the table, before suddenly breaking a moment later.
At this moment, Beatrice stretched out her hand, picked up the book, and then walked away, leaving the young man alone with his elemental stones.
...
Later that day,
After selling another book sometime later, the young man did not manage to sell anything else, as such, after a few hours, he closed up his stall for the day and began walking away.
A few minutes later, the young man reached the entrance to a small house, before entering it without any hesitation.
The first thing that greeted the young man the moment he entered the house was a gruesome scene, an old man searching through the dead body of a middle-aged man, trying to find something.
Right now, the middle-aged man had a small hole, only a few inches in diameter right in the middle of his forehead.
After a few moments, it seemed as though the old man had finally found what he was searching for, as he swiftly took out a small bag from the robe of the middle aged man.
As he did this, the old man raised his eyes, staring at the visitor for a moment before turning his gaze back to the middle-aged man, as he continued searching wanting to see if he had anything else on him.
"We sold two items today, why is there only one of the targets here?" asked the young man as he fully walked inside of the house.
"Don't be too greedy, that first target was really quite troublesome, it didn't even take her a minute to find out what was wrong with that book of yours, as well as remove it, I thought I had already told you, to survive for as long as me, you need to be extremely cowardly, so don't even think about having me go after her," said the old man as he took another bag from the body.
Hearing that, a small frown appeared on the face of the young man.
"Fine," mumbled the young man as he began walking to his room.
...
Unaware of the scene that was happening inside of that small house, right now, Beatrice was walking inside of a certain large building.
As she walked into the inn, Beatrice ignored the tense scene that was happening on the first floor as she walked up to the second floor, before quickly going to the room she rented.
The moment Beatrice walked into the room, she suddenly took out two books hidden inside of her robe, waving her hands as three other books flew over to her from one of the drawers in the room.
'Although I didn't manage to find what I was searching for, this trip served as a nice vacation,' thought Beatrice as she stared at the books in front of her.
As Beatrice already had more than enough spells from her teacher, except for one, all of the books she purchased were in fact, books regarding ancient history.
A moment later, the top book from the book stack in front of her suddenly flew towards Beatrice, landing in her hands.
Opening the book, Beatrice quickly sunk into it, reading it at a rapid pace, imprinting it into her mind.
Although Beatrice usually read books quite slowly, that was only true to books regarding complicated theory, with her memory, Beatrice was able to sweep through books at an extremely rapid speed.
In only thirty minutes, Beatrice had already fully read and memorized the first book, imprinting all of the events recorded in it into her mind, allowing her to move on to the second book.
At this moment, Elias walked into the room, placed a cup of tea on the table, before leaving, not daring to disturb Beatrice.
As Beatrice raised her head, she couldn't help but slightly narrow her eyes.
"Did something happen?" mumbled Beatrice as she moved her eyes around, staring at her luxurious room with a slight frown on her face.
After noticing that everything was fine, Beatrice no longer paid any attention to what had just happened, once again sinking her mind in the book.
...
Three months later,
Staring at the relatively small town in front of her, Beatrice lightly scanned it with her eyes, before walking in.
Of course, at this moment, Beatrice did not show her face, hiding it with a colorless mask, at the same time, Beatrice had also changed into a var inconspicuous robe.
As Beatrice walked into the town, the first thing that surprised her was just how many people were in this town.
Right now, inside of this relatively small town, at least two hundred people littered the streets, each wearing a robe, some hiding their true face, some not.
'There are more mage apprentices here than expected,' thought Beatrice as she began walking around the streets of the town, occasionally walking past a small stall.
As in her past life, Beatrice spent most of her time inside of the academy, or on missions, she was not very knowledgeable, about mage gatherings, and as such, right now she could only go to the most obvious place she could find.
After a few minutes, Beatrice slowly approached a small stall, manned by a young man, with several books placed in front of him.
Staring at the books for a few moments, Beatrice suddenly looked at the young man, who had his eyes closed right not.
"Can I take a closer look at that one?" asked Beatrice as she pointed at a very plain book placed on the stall.
Although it was quite thin, the old-looking blue book, with 'Ancient stories' written on it's cover seemingly interested Beatrice.
"Only looking, no touching," said the young man, suddenly opening his eyes.
Hearing that, Beatrice slowly began examining the book with her eyes, taking a good look at it, as well as the price written under it.
As she let out a silent sigh, Beatrice suddenly began looking through her robe, as she then took out twenty-five small stones and placed them on the table.
Seeing the elemental stones, the eyes of the young man lit up, prompting him to suddenly snap his fingers.
Suddenly three different thin chains materialized on the book, restraining it to the table, before suddenly breaking a moment later.
At this moment, Beatrice stretched out her hand, picked up the book, and then walked away, leaving the young man alone with his elemental stones.
...
Later that day,
After selling another book sometime later, the young man did not manage to sell anything else, as such, after a few hours, he closed up his stall for the day and began walking away.
A few minutes later, the young man reached the entrance to a small house, before entering it without any hesitation.
The first thing that greeted the young man the moment he entered the house was a gruesome scene, an old man searching through the dead body of a middle-aged man, trying to find something.
Right now, the middle-aged man had a small hole, only a few inches in diameter right in the middle of his forehead.
After a few moments, it seemed as though the old man had finally found what he was searching for, as he swiftly took out a small bag from the robe of the middle aged man.
As he did this, the old man raised his eyes, staring at the visitor for a moment before turning his gaze back to the middle-aged man, as he continued searching wanting to see if he had anything else on him.
"We sold two items today, why is there only one of the targets here?" asked the young man as he fully walked inside of the house.
"Don't be too greedy, that first target was really quite troublesome, it didn't even take her a minute to find out what was wrong with that book of yours, as well as remove it, I thought I had already told you, to survive for as long as me, you need to be extremely cowardly, so don't even think about having me go after her," said the old man as he took another bag from the body.
Hearing that, a small frown appeared on the face of the young man.
"Fine," mumbled the young man as he began walking to his room.
...
Unaware of the scene that was happening inside of that small house, right now, Beatrice was walking inside of a certain large building.
As she walked into the inn, Beatrice ignored the tense scene that was happening on the first floor as she walked up to the second floor, before quickly going to the room she rented.
The moment Beatrice walked into the room, she suddenly took out two books hidden inside of her robe, waving her hands as three other books flew over to her from one of the drawers in the room.
'Although I didn't manage to find what I was searching for, this trip served as a nice vacation,' thought Beatrice as she stared at the books in front of her.
As Beatrice already had more than enough spells from her teacher, except for one, all of the books she purchased were in fact, books regarding ancient history.
A moment later, the top book from the book stack in front of her suddenly flew towards Beatrice, landing in her hands.
Opening the book, Beatrice quickly sunk into it, reading it at a rapid pace, imprinting it into her mind.
Although Beatrice usually read books quite slowly, that was only true to books regarding complicated theory, with her memory, Beatrice was able to sweep through books at an extremely rapid speed.
In only thirty minutes, Beatrice had already fully read and memorized the first book, imprinting all of the events recorded in it into her mind, allowing her to move on to the second book.
At this moment, Elias walked into the room, placed a cup of tea on the table, before leaving, not daring to disturb Beatrice.
