When Sarah heard a commotion down the hallway, she was slightly distracted by it and briefly turned to see what was going on. At that moment, William and Anton walk around a corner and could be seen, walking behind them a handful of middle-aged and older people following them and making a scene. Judging from the badges on their clothing, all were officially certified alchemists. Numbering around 6 it was the highest number of certified alchemists Sarah had seen together since entering the guild earlier that day, clearly something abnormal was going on. When he arrived before Mary he gave Sarah a nod before presenting the woman with a wooden rack containing multiple vials of a mesmerizing purple liquid, the onlookers were all solely focused on the dark purple liquid that seemed to have a slightly metallic sheen. Sarah was no different as she had never seen a potion quite like this one in all her life, as the heiress of a duke's house she was the definition of pampered and had acce
After leaving the alchemy guild, William and Sarah returned to the carriage that had brought them originally. It was situated less than a hundred meters away, and the coachman, an older gentleman named Oliver, was waiting for them. William had talked with him a few times and understood that he was Sarah's primary guard while living outside the country and was a very competent mage. Although he did not live in the villa with them, he would accompany them whenever they left for protection. As they got into the carriage, Sarah turned to William. "We should go to a nice restaurant to celebrate doing so well. Do you have anywhere you would like to go?" Hearing her question, William couldn't help but feel a little weird being treated like this but didn't overthink it. She was a wealthy noble daughter, and he was a broke kid from a working-class family. Even with his knowledge, it didn't change that he was currently lacking in his means. Realistically, he had been waiting for the potio
Humans can be bizarre creatures, changing between kindness and cruelty at the drop of a hat, pursuing a noble cause to engaging in debauchery on the same night. Like this, the only constant in human behavior is eternal change, sometimes evolution and sometimes degeneration, humans will always seek novelty. People often create suffering where it does not exist and find happiness in the depths of despair; only with something to compare to can people truly experience the vivacities of life. It did not even take until their main course arrived before William and Sarah experienced the strangeness of humanity. The table with a group of young men and a single young woman suddenly became route abruptly. "Say that again Anton! I dare you to say that again!" "I said, "At least I did not sex traffic my own sister," what are you going to do about it?" Upon hearing that the entire dining room went completely silent, William, who was enjoying his appetizer, a light vegetable soup, frowned
"I am sorry to interrupt, but are you Sarah Goldcrest by chance?" Hearing the soft female voice who approached their table, William turned his attention to the young woman next to their table. After a cursory glance, anyone could tell she was a rare beauty, with dark gray hair flowing down to her low back and pitch-black eyes that seemed to hide a dark secret. Seeing her arrive, Sarah stood up to greet her. "Good evening, Your Majesty; I am Sarah Goldcrest; it is an honor to meet you." It did not matter what number of princess she was. Royalty had to be treated a certain way. "It is good to meet you as well; who might this gentleman be?" "Hello, your majesty. My name is William Sterling; it is a pleasure to meet you." Natalia was dressed in a black lace dress that ended at her knees, contrasting with her pale skin to create a charming appearance. "Nice to meet you as well, William. Do you guys mind if I pull up a chair? I have something to speak to you about briefly." Hear
On the carriage ride back to the villa they were living in, Sarah was feeling highly peeved. People without much experience in noble circles might miss it, but she was well aware that Princess Natalia was continuously disrespecting and attempting to provoke her. From the moment she invited herself to join their private dinner until the end, the princess talked down to her many times and openly flaunted her wealth like a law-class businessman who had just closed their first big deal. If only their statuses were more similar, she would have been able to respond with righteous indignation; unfortunately, she was a princess of an empire while she was merely the daughter of a duke coming from a small country in the surrounding area. In truth, without her own academic and magical success, Natalia would definitely not care about someone like her, but since she took notice and seemed to acknowledge her as some sort of rival, she acted so rudely. Thinking about this, Sarah was enraged;
Caspian looked down at the new wand he had previously bought; the beautiful ash wood stick held a rune-etched copper core and would be his new weapon on his current expedition into a large section of ancient Dupont Empire ruins. While sitting in his carriage he practiced drawing the wand quickly, acquainting himself with the feeling in preparation for emergencies. schlick schlick After practicing for a few minutes and getting a feel for the new 13-inch long wand he holstered it and lamented on the reality of being a mage from a middle-class family. Many mages he knew from noble families had this quality wand while still in the academy. Still, he could only afford it after working a dangerous job for almost a decade. He would be middle-aged soon! Thinking about this, Caspian slightly smiled when thinking about his current exploration; although the time commitment might be a little long, at least a month, maybe two or three months if it went long, he would earn as much as he wo
William stood up the following day, gazing out the large window of the master bedroom, and let out a turbid breath. Looking back at the bed, he saw Sarah sleeping blissfully and a couple of empty potion flasks on the bedside table. Do many young men not dream of such a sight? When boys begin the path to power, many boys have a ridiculous goal of having many beautiful lovers who will unconditionally love them. In reality, William was similar in his younger years; growing up in a non-magical middle-class family, he would often dream of charming a princess, spending the rest of his life in bliss within some elegant palace, and having many children. Looking back at the beginning of his previous life, he couldn't help but be emotional; what would he of that time think if he saw the scene of the daughter of a duke begging for me? Well.... It's probably best he didn't see that. Then his mind went to the potion flasks; they had once contained Enchanter's Ember Essence; this potion dr
As mana continued to swirl around the dining table, creating a stationary tornado of invisible might, William could feel the world around him changing from a charcoal sketch to a vibrant watercolor. Everything seemed more substantial, and the world became more lively. As his perception changed, his senses were bombarded with feelings of euphoria more intense than any sexual experience possible, the hair on his body brushing against his clothing sending shocks through his body as he was lost in a sea of unprecedented pleasure. After nearly 10 minutes, the vortex of mana finally abated as he adjusted to the changes in perception. As he opened his eyes, he could see the dining room mostly intact, with small objects near him pushed away and the dining table pushed a few inches. Around 6 feet away from him, Sarah stood there staring at him, waiting for the phenomenon to end. When he spotted her, he fully realized the extent to which his vision had changed. His eyesight didn't get bet