Meal
Two weeks later,
As she read the Biology book provided to her by Mr. Errol, a mix of happiness and frustration appeared on Beatrice's face.
Unlike the book from before, this did not seem like an actual book, but rather, a huge collection of Mr. Errol's past notes.
Seeing the human body be so thoroughly described, Beatrice felt her hands itch as they desired to put both her precious scissors and surgery knife to good use.
But alas, as on the ship, Beatrice had neither the experimental subjects nor the space for her to conduct her experiments.
As such, Beatrice had to note down every single idea she had while reading the notes, as preparation for the time when she had access to such things.
"Could magic be able to weaken the rejection that happens after two people are stitched together," mumbled Beatrice before noting down this idea at the front of her notebook.
Many of her previous projects, which had failed in the past popped into Beatrice's mind as she pondered whether magic could help her accomplish them.
Suddenly, just as Beatrice wanted to turn the page of the notebook, the saw the clock on the wall in the corner of her eyes.
Seeing it, Beatrice placed a bookmark on the page she was on right now before placing the book on the table and picking up an already familiar piece of leather from next to it.
After sitting crosslegged and placing the piece of leather in front of her, Beatrice closed her eyes and emptied out her thoughts, her mind, which was usually extremely active quieted down, focusing on nothing expect the rune in front of her.
But every time she did so, some imperfections would pop up, as such, she would have to redo the whole thing again.
After the first failed attempt for the day, Beatrice opened her eyes and looked at the clock.
"One hour and thirteen minutes, that's much better than before, but still," mumbled Beatrice as she felt extremely sad because of this horrid waste of time, but of course, compared to the beginning, when she had to spend over two hours on every attempt, this was already much better.
...
Opening her eyes and looking at the clock, a frown appeared on Beatrice's face.
"If only I didn't have to eat or sleep, I would have so much more time, the large amount of elemental energy is making things better, but even so," mumbled Beatrice as frustration could be seen on her usually calm face, but even so, Beatrice still got up and no longer sat crosslegged, rather preparing to go eat dinner, unlike normal days, when she snacked in the middle of the night after she finished her meditation.
"I haven't eaten anything at a regular time in two weeks, although I'm still eating healthy food, this can't be good," mumbled Beatrice as she finally exited her room.
As Beatrice was walking down the hallway, she passed by several students, some of them talked, while others just lingered together, having become acquaintances or even friends with each other these past two weeks.
...
Looking at the white-haired girl walking toward him, Ermes suddenly lightheaded, even though she was dressed very plainly, Ermes felt a terrifying fear as he looked straight into the white.
"Are you alright?" asked Kanah, one of Ermes's friends as she looked at him.
"It's nothing," said Ermes as the white-haired girl passed by him and his group of friends, and after she did, all of them felt the mood suddenly become better.
...
"Ermes Donovan Darkness Affinity D grade, spiritual power 2.1," thought Beatrice as she encountered the unintended side effects of her high spiritual power for the first time since she left her home.
"Even some knights have higher spiritual power, has shown no desire to improve, he can be eliminated from the potential threat list," thought Beatrice as she walked towards the cafeteria with a blank expression on her face, and after getting some food, Beatrice sat down at a lonely table in the corner.
"Even though they don't have much space it's still very good," mumbled Beatrice as she ate a thin slice of steak, enjoying the process of having a full meal after two weeks.
"Mind if I sit here?" asked a male voice, causing Beatrice to look to the left using the corner of her eyes.
"No," said Beatrice before continuing to eat her food in silence.
After this, even with another person joining the table, the same silence as before ensued, with the two eating their food without talking.
"My name is Laith Keys, I haven't seen you around here these past few weeks, where have you been?" asked Laith as he tried to start the conversation.
"Laith Keys Darkness Affinity C grade, spiritual power 5.4," though Beatrice, before responding.
"Beatrice Agnes, In my room," said Beatrice as she once again killed the conversation, it was not that Beatrice didn't know how to make small talk or was socially inept, rather, at the moment she did not care about talking, as she would much rather focus her energy on studying and practicing.
After this, a deep silence ensued up until Beatrice finished her food and left the table.
...
"So, how was she?" asked Saena as she and four other students looked at Laith.
"I think it's best not to bother her," said Laith as he remembered the pitch-black eyes he saw just a few moments ago.
"Told you, even though her talent is not that overwhelming, someone that has that amount of spiritual power before becoming a mage apprentice is not someone to be messed with," said Radyn as he looked at Saena.
"No, that's not it," mumbled Laith before taking something out of his pocket.
"What is this, her fork?" asked Saena as she looked at the fork that Laith took from his pocket with an inquiring gaze on her face.
"I didn't notice it until I got up," said Laith, causing the group to fall into a strange and eerie silence.
Meal
Two weeks later,
As she read the Biology book provided to her by Mr. Errol, a mix of happiness and frustration appeared on Beatrice's face.
Unlike the book from before, this did not seem like an actual book, but rather, a huge collection of Mr. Errol's past notes.
Seeing the human body be so thoroughly described, Beatrice felt her hands itch as they desired to put both her precious scissors and surgery knife to good use.
But alas, as on the ship, Beatrice had neither the experimental subjects nor the space for her to conduct her experiments.
As such, Beatrice had to note down every single idea she had while reading the notes, as preparation for the time when she had access to such things.
"Could magic be able to weaken the rejection that happens after two people are stitched together," mumbled Beatrice before noting down this idea at the front of her notebook.
Many of her previous projects, which had failed in the past popped into Beatrice's mind as she pondered whether magic could help her accomplish them.
Suddenly, just as Beatrice wanted to turn the page of the notebook, the saw the clock on the wall in the corner of her eyes.
Seeing it, Beatrice placed a bookmark on the page she was on right now before placing the book on the table and picking up an already familiar piece of leather from next to it.
After sitting crosslegged and placing the piece of leather in front of her, Beatrice closed her eyes and emptied out her thoughts, her mind, which was usually extremely active quieted down, focusing on nothing expect the rune in front of her.
But every time she did so, some imperfections would pop up, as such, she would have to redo the whole thing again.
After the first failed attempt for the day, Beatrice opened her eyes and looked at the clock.
"One hour and thirteen minutes, that's much better than before, but still," mumbled Beatrice as she felt extremely sad because of this horrid waste of time, but of course, compared to the beginning, when she had to spend over two hours on every attempt, this was already much better.
...
Opening her eyes and looking at the clock, a frown appeared on Beatrice's face.
"If only I didn't have to eat or sleep, I would have so much more time, the large amount of elemental energy is making things better, but even so," mumbled Beatrice as frustration could be seen on her usually calm face, but even so, Beatrice still got up and no longer sat crosslegged, rather preparing to go eat dinner, unlike normal days, when she snacked in the middle of the night after she finished her meditation.
"I haven't eaten anything at a regular time in two weeks, although I'm still eating healthy food, this can't be good," mumbled Beatrice as she finally exited her room.
As Beatrice was walking down the hallway, she passed by several students, some of them talked, while others just lingered together, having become acquaintances or even friends with each other these past two weeks.
...
Looking at the white-haired girl walking toward him, Ermes suddenly lightheaded, even though she was dressed very plainly, Ermes felt a terrifying fear as he looked straight into the white.
"Are you alright?" asked Kanah, one of Ermes's friends as she looked at him.
"It's nothing," said Ermes as the white-haired girl passed by him and his group of friends, and after she did, all of them felt the mood suddenly become better.
...
"Ermes Donovan Darkness Affinity D grade, spiritual power 2.1," thought Beatrice as she encountered the unintended side effects of her high spiritual power for the first time since she left her home.
"Even some knights have higher spiritual power, has shown no desire to improve, he can be eliminated from the potential threat list," thought Beatrice as she walked towards the cafeteria with a blank expression on her face, and after getting some food, Beatrice sat down at a lonely table in the corner.
"Even though they don't have much space it's still very good," mumbled Beatrice as she ate a thin slice of steak, enjoying the process of having a full meal after two weeks.
"Mind if I sit here?" asked a male voice, causing Beatrice to look to the left using the corner of her eyes.
"No," said Beatrice before continuing to eat her food in silence.
After this, even with another person joining the table, the same silence as before ensued, with the two eating their food without talking.
"My name is Laith Keys, I haven't seen you around here these past few weeks, where have you been?" asked Laith as he tried to start the conversation.
"Laith Keys Darkness Affinity C grade, spiritual power 5.4," though Beatrice, before responding.
"Beatrice Agnes, In my room," said Beatrice as she once again killed the conversation, it was not that Beatrice didn't know how to make small talk or was socially inept, rather, at the moment she did not care about talking, as she would much rather focus her energy on studying and practicing.
After this, a deep silence ensued up until Beatrice finished her food and left the table.
...
"So, how was she?" asked Saena as she and four other students looked at Laith.
"I think it's best not to bother her," said Laith as he remembered the pitch-black eyes he saw just a few moments ago.
"Told you, even though her talent is not that overwhelming, someone that has that amount of spiritual power before becoming a mage apprentice is not someone to be messed with," said Radyn as he looked at Saena.
"No, that's not it," mumbled Laith before taking something out of his pocket.
"What is this, her fork?" asked Saena as she looked at the fork that Laith took from his pocket with an inquiring gaze on her face.
"I didn't notice it until I got up," said Laith, causing the group to fall into a strange and eerie silence.
