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As she stepped out of the library, the rain outside had already stopped, and the dark sky was shimmering with a few stars.
Freya picked up the umbrella in her hand and lightly tapped it on the steps.
The tension in her chest had calmed down; although she knew it was only temporary, she still felt a sense of relief as if she had shed her shackles.
She turned back to look at the library, still surprised by Hegel's inexplicable request, unsure of his true intentions.
This seemingly impossible price was not very difficult for her, but compared to what Hegel offered, what she had to give up felt almost negligible.
Moreover, even if she couldn't finish reading all the books in the library in six months, so what?
"Equivalent Exchange... or does he have another intention?" she speculated quietly to herself.
However, despite her doubts, just the thought that she had vaguely come into contact with that Transcendence wizard gave her a strong sense of unreality.
The mysteries of this world seemed to finally reveal a corner before her, allowing her to catch a glimpse of something inside that her heart longed for.
According to Hegel's words, she could clearly see that the existence of wizards with this Transcendence seemed closely linked to some Nobles.
"Noble... Rudin Imperial Academy..." She gently touched her chest, her eyes shining brightly.
...
Six months later.
In the large Swordsmanship Classroom, more than a dozen students were wielding their wooden swords, performing standard slashing movements. In front of them were several Logs used for practice.
With the sporadic slashes, heavy thuds echoed in the air.
Laika, dressed in a swordsman's outfit, surveyed the students with a serious expression.
After six months of practice, although these students were still quite inexperienced, their strength and posture had improved significantly; at least compared to six months ago, they were worlds apart.
He glanced over the group and finally focused on a girl wearing the same swordsman attire on the far left.
Compared to the heavy strikes of the others, the girl's strength was not impressive, but her precision was something even he would find difficult to achieve.
As her wooden sword struck the Log repeatedly, a faint whooshing sound filled the air, and her speed was much faster than that of her peers.
In the center of that Log was a deep groove.
It was unclear how many times the girl had struck, but suddenly a faint sound emerged from the Log.
Crack!
A deep fissure split open in the middle of the groove, and with two loud thuds, it fell to the ground.
The abrupt sound caused everyone else to stop what they were doing and turn their heads in that direction, revealing looks of astonishment.
"Wow... another one broken, that's the third one, right?"
"Freya's accuracy is just too high, every strike lands in the same spot... wasn't it the same when she took down Good during practice last time? She's beautiful and has great swordsmanship... if only..."
"Hmph! I could take down that loser Good too..."
The noisy discussions made Laika frown slightly.
"What are you looking at! If no one continues practicing within five seconds, you'll have to deal with it yourselves!"
Laika's threat immediately silenced everyone, and they buried their heads in practice.
Ignoring the students' emotions, Laika turned her head with a satisfied look at the girl who had directly switched to another Log to continue practicing, feeling a sense of admiration inside.
Although all of these more than ten students had made progress, the one who had improved the most was undoubtedly Freya.
Her precision in swordsmanship and calmness during practice showed him the immense potential within this girl.
Moreover, she also had a high level of proficiency in languages and history, making her one of the strongest among the new students.
'Perhaps this time's admission to the Imperial Capital Academy will have her vote. It's just those spoiled rich kids... never mind! If I can help a little, then I will!'
Laika secretly decided that for someone like Freya, who possessed great potential, he did not want her to be buried among those decaying nobles.
Unaware of her swordsmanship teacher's expectations, Freya was currently striving to increase her own strength.
Over the past six months, as her knowledge grew, she increasingly felt the severe imbalance in her Piercing Sword Technique.
Even though her Agility had been increasing with her physical growth and regular training, her strength had almost stagnated.
At her current level, if this continued, it was clear that she would face a significant disadvantage in the future, one that could not be compensated for no matter what.
"Perhaps the author of that book also reached this level," she thought regretfully.
Since she could not increase her strength, she combined what she knew with her own abilities, trying to use precision to make up for this shortcoming.
She continuously struck the same spot, compensating for the lack of power with quantity; this was her only method at present.
However, she recently realized that while this approach was correct in theory, it proved somewhat cumbersome in actual combat—after all, no one would stand still and let you strike them repeatedly.
"Alright! Today's practice ends here. Put your swords away! You few stay behind to clean up, understood?" Laika's voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
The others murmured a low cheer and quickly returned their wooden swords to the rack before leaving in haste.
Freya furrowed her brow as she also put her wooden sword back but continued to ponder how to integrate this method into real combat.
At that moment, Sophia walked towards her with a smile, looking quite cheerful.
"Freya, are you going to the library this afternoon? My boyfriend is organizing a trip to the beach, would you like to join us?"
The kind invitation made Freya raise an eyebrow.
In fact, she had already finished reading the books in the library regarding Hegel's cost a month ago, but due to the aftereffects, she still planned to go to the library in the afternoon.
However, it seemed that the aftereffects were nearly resolved, so she had more free time lately and occasionally indulged in some entertainment.
But after considering Sophia's invitation, she decided to decline.
"No, I have things to do this afternoon. You all enjoy yourselves."
"It's a rare opportunity to go to the beach. I heard Eisen will be there too. Are you really not going?"
"Eisen?" Upon hearing that name, she frowned slightly.
Since she had rejected that letter for the first time, this nobleman seemed to be trying to get closer to her, whether intentionally or not. He often made remarks in front of many people that hinted at their relationship. Although she didn't care much about it, some acquaintances looked at her with ambiguous expressions.
Sophia was also one of those who misunderstood amidst all the gossip.
Even as an adult, she still felt uncomfortable with such clumsy tactics. If it weren't for her current status, she would have already taken some actions given her temperament.
"There's really something to take care of this afternoon."
"Alright then." Seeing Freya's refusal, Sophia didn't show any signs of disappointment.
Knock, knock.
The door to the Swordsmanship Room was suddenly knocked on.
Freya looked over and saw a slender boy in Noble Attire smiling and leaning against the door, watching the two of them.
Sophia, upon seeing him, brightened up and waved her hand.
"Thomas, what are you doing here? Didn't that old man Oni let you go today?"
As she spoke, she ran over, her heavy footsteps suddenly becoming light.
Freya looked at Sophia gently lifting Thomas with a strange expression, feeling that it just didn't match.
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