As she got up from her bed, Beatrice couldn't help but notice a transparent sticky substance leaking from her skin.
Looking at the bed, Beatrice couldn't help but feel disgusted, seeing that the substance had already gotten onto it.
"Throw this bed away and get a new one, but don't touch anything under it," said Beatrice as she walked into the bathroom.
Hearing that, William quickly began to do his work, letting his mistress relax.
...
As the warm water rushed over her skin, clearing the substance away, Beatrice couldn't help but smile and touch her now much smoother and silkier skin.
"This can also be counted as a benefit of advancing," mumbled Beatrice as she walked up to a mirror and looked at her face, which while extremely beautiful before, had become nearly flawless.
After that, Beatrice got back into the shower, while taking a small machine with her.
'31.43214'
Looking at the amount of mana she had right now, Beatrice couldn't help but smile.
"The breakthrough saved me over two weeks of work in regards to mana," mumbled Beatrice as the machine in her hands slowly floated out of the shower, leaving Beatrice alone.
After staying in the shower for a few more minutes, Beatrice then got out before putting on a robe and walking out of her room.
As she walked through the corridor of the Shadow Monastery, Beatrice couldn't help but remember the day she entered school, a few months ago.
Remembering that weird feeling, which she presumed to be her innate talent, Beatrice couldn't help but frown.
'It still hasn't manifested itself once again,' thought Beatrice, becoming slightly annoyed with it.
Usually, as the power of a mage increases, the amount of times their Innate Talent manifests increases, causing the mage to be able to master it.
But for some reason, this law did not seem to apply to Beatrice, causing her to fall into doubt.
'Maybe it's not an Innate talent at all, maybe it's something else,' thought Beatrice before taking her mind off this topic, as doing speculation was not something she liked.
As such, Beatrice continued walking down the hallway, reaching a certain room a few moments later before knocking on the door.
"Come in," said Mr. Errol, hearing someone knock on the door, prompting Beatrice to open it and walk in.
Looking at Beatrice, who seemed to have been transformed, Mr. Errol couldn't help but nod.
"Yes, based on your talent, it should be about time," mumbled Mr. Errol, as a test suddenly began materializing in his hands.
"Here you go, you have thirty minutes," said Mr. Errol as he took out a pen and placed it next to the test.
Sitting on a chair and picking up the test, Beatrice couldn't help but smile.
'Too easy,' thought Beatrice, as she quickly filled up the first few pages with supernatural speed, in under a minute.
As such, even though the rest of the test was somewhat more difficult, in under five minutes, Beatrice had already finished it, prompting her to place down her pen.
Seeing this, Mr. Errol smiled before picking up the test and glancing over it, occasionally moving to another page.
"So you did some experiments?" asked Mr. Errol's as his eyes flashed over a specific question.
"Yes," said Beatrice as she stared at her teacher, wanting to see the expression on his face.
But sadly for her, Beatrice could not obtain such a pleasure, as Mr. Errol merely nodded, not showing anything else on his face.
"Hmm good," mumbled Mr. Errol as he placed the completed test on his desk before pointing at a large machine in a corner of the room.
Seeing this, Beatrice got up from the chair before walking into the machine.
But surprisingly, the machine did not seem to do anything, as Beatrice stood still for several moments.
'It looks like she had no Innate Talent that affects her body,' thought Mr. Errol as he looked at the results that had come in, several moments later the machine truly activated.
Only a few moments after that, a piece of paper for the results of the test suddenly appeared in front of Mr. Errol.
'Mana: 31.41253'
'Spiritual power: 36.131'
Looking at the result of the spiritual power test, Mr. Errol couldn't help but shake his head.
'It looks like I underestimated her, it seems like that fight to the death really helped her increase her spiritual power,' thought Mr. Errol, as he looked at Beatrice, who had just gotten out of the machine.
Mere moments later, Beatrice walked back and sat on the chair.
"You can attack me now," said Mr. Errol, causing a Dark Bolt to suddenly flash by his ear as his neck bent at an unusual angle, dodging the dark bolt.
Merely 0.1 seconds later, a second Dark Bolt suddenly appeared in front of Mr. Errol's face, prompting his neck to suddenly bend to an even more incredible degree, right now, his head was facing the ground, being perpendicular with his body.
However, several fractions of a second later, the first Dark Bolt suddenly returned, causing Mr. Errol to suddenly disappear and reappear in a corner of the room.
Suddenly, the second dark bolt found it's target, as it's shape suddenly morphed, and merely a moment later, a sonic boom suddenly resounded inside of the room.
Thankfully Beatrice had her barrier, but even more surprisingly, the sonic boom did not seem to do any damage to anything in the room.
Looking at the Dark Bolt, which was traveling above the speed of sound toward him, Mr. Errol smiled.
Suddenly, the Dark Bolt, which was aimed at him, turned on it's own, before traveling toward's Beatrice.
However, Mr. Errol's expression soon changed as he heard a small sound.
Even though he knew what it was, Mr. Errol turned his head downwards and looked towards his leg, where his Dark Barrier was impacted by a Dark Bolt.
Suddenly, the entire process of what happened appeared in Mr. Errol's mind, as he no longer restrained himself.
"That's really quite clever," said Mr. Errol as he looked at Beatrice.