In these past ten days, as Beatrice engrossed herself in her teacher's book, collection, she also did not neglect the other aspects of her training, such as refining mana and practicing the knight's breathing technique.
Compared to her past life, the speed Beatrice's improvements in these areas increased significantly, especially in regard to becoming a grand knight.
Back then, Beatrice had almost completely stopped improving in regards to her knight training before her battle against the zombies, but right now, with her past experience, Beatrice was improving as fast as a rocket.
Every single day, Beatrice would feel her body becoming stronger and stronger, of course, she would not focus to much on this, preferring to spend her time more productively, after all, no matter how powerful a knight was, compared to a mage he would still be an ant that could be killed at will.
As such, Beatrice focused much more on refining mana, desiring to regain her peak combat power as soon as possible, only then would she feel secure.
But sadly, no matter what Beatrice did, refining mana was a delicate process that did not have any shortcuts, as such, Beatrice had to be satisfied with a speed only slightly faster than her previous life, at 0.12 mana per day, only 0.02 mana faster than her previous life.
Suddenly, as she heard her teacher's words, Beatrice's mind couldn't help but rapidly think.
"Teacher, is this also an original?" asked Beatrice as she suddenly picked up the thick spellbook from the table, holding it in front of Beatrice.
"That's true, I suppose you were interested in the rank 4 spells," said Selena, looking at her disciple with an amused smile on her face.
The moment she heard her teacher's response, Beatrice's mind suddenly got to work, as thoughts swirled inside of it.
'It looks like what happened after I checked out the rank 4 spells was caused by the fact that this is an original version,' thought Beatrice as she looked at her teacher with a curious expression on her face.
"Teacher, wouldn't keeping such valuable books out here in the open be quite risky?" asked Beatrice as she stared at her teacher with a weird expression on her face.
"Don't worry, you don't have to fight, if an enemy can enter this place while still alive, they would be far too powerful for you to face alone, you would instantly die," said Selena, as she approached her disciple, placing her hand on the latter's forehead.
Hearing her teacher's words, Beatrice did not know whether to feel relaxed or completely unsafe right now, completely ignoring the hand resting on her forehead right now,
"It looks like you really haven't slacked off in these past few days," said Selena as she looked at her disciple with a slightly surprised look on her face, feeling the latter's mana capacity.
A moment later, Selena retracted her hand, before beginning to once again walk past Beatrice, this time not stopping any longer.
As such, Beatrice was left alone, continuing to read the notebook in her had, as thoughts swirled inside of her mind.
"Maybe I should get some practical experience with this spell," mumbled Beatrice, as the thought suddenly appeared inside of her mind while she was reading the notebook.
...
The next day,
It had not taken Beatrice much effort to obtain an experimental subject to cast this spell on, as she merely had to go to her new teacher and ask for one, and merely a few minutes later, Beatrice had her experimental subject, fully prepared to test her new mastery of the spell on.
As Beatrice stared at the little boy, who was tied to a table in front of him, as well as covered by a piece of white cloth, a large, but somewhat weird smile couldn't help but appear on her face.
Without any hesitation on her face, Beatrice quickly took the white cloth off the little boy.
Looking at the face of the little boy, which was quite similar to that of Ben, the young Mage Apprentice from the Lyon, thoughts couldn't help but wander inside of Beatrice's mind.
'Is this a coincidence?' thought Beatrice as she suddenly touched the face of the boy before shifting her palms to his forehead.
...
As he slowly regained his consciousness, Elias couldn't help but slightly shiver, feeling the freezing cold snow land on his exposed skin.
But even as the cold caused his skin to begin cracking, Elias began slowly but surely began walking in a certain direction, his feet sinking in the snow with every step he took.
Every single one of Elias's steps caused him more and more pain, more and more suffering, as the chill he felt sunk deeper and deeper into his body as images flashed through his mind.
His mother, his father, his sister, his brother, images of each of them flashed through Elias's mind with each step he took
Suddenly, and without warning, just as he was about halfway to his eventual destination, Elias raised his head, staring at the sky.
...
"Why is reality so painful?" mumbled Elias as he slowly raised his head and stared at his surroundings.
Without any warning, Elias accidentally tried moving his arms apart, prompting the chain cuffs on both of his arms to suddenly become tighter, not allowing him to move at all.
Even so, after quickly regaining his bearing, Elias paid no more attention to the handcuffs on his arms, rather focusing on his sister, Ella.
As he looked at his sister, who right now was peacefully staring at him, some warmth couldn't help but appear in Elias's eyes.
"Are you alright sister?" asked Elias as his sister, Ella approached him and pulled him into her wide embrace.
"Everything's alright, you should rest some more, you have a long day tomorrow," said Ella as she hugged her little brother, keeping him warm.
...
Looking at the little boy peacefully sleeping in her embrace, Beatrice couldn't help but smile as she stared at the boy sleeping in her lap, beginning to inject her mana into his head.
At the same time, Beatrice took out a potion from her robe before placing it on the table and opening it, preparing for the fact that she would inevitably need to use it.