Once the tumultuous emotions had subsided, we gathered ourselves.
Beatrice turned her head toward Agnes. "Now that the ceremony is over, we should return the room back to order," she stated with a determined tone.
Agnes, fully understanding the task at hand, nodded in agreement.Without hesitation, Agnes channeled her mana, summoning a surge of electric energy within the room.
The air crackled with anticipation as a torrent of lightning erupted from her fingertips. The lightning danced and twisted, consuming everything in its path that was remotely related to the ceremony. In a matter of seconds, the room was transformed into a canvas of destruction.
Witnessing the destructive force unleashed by Agnes, a sense of awe mingled with concern washed over me. We watched as the lightning reduced the remnants of the ceremony to mere fragments, leaving behind only a cloud of dust suspended in the air.
It was a testament to the raw power Agnes possessed.Eleanor, ever attuned to the delicate balance of nature, took her cue. With a graceful wave of her hand, a gentle breeze flowed through the room, carrying the dust particles with it. The remnants were whisked away, leaving behind a clean and refreshed space.
The air felt lighter, as if purged of the residual energies that had lingered moments before.In the aftermath of the lightning and wind, silence settled upon us. The room, once chaotic with remnants of the ceremony, now stood pristine and restored.
With a nod of satisfaction, Beatrice spoke, her voice carrying a note of finality. "Well done, everyone. The room is back in order. Let us now turn our focus to the main issue here."
Agnes, her voice tinged with concern, turned her attention towards me "Young master, even though the ceremony is completed, we are unable to detect any mana emanating from you," she expressed, her eyes searching for answers.
It was a valid question, one that demanded an explanation.As if sensing Agnes' inquiry,I opened my mind's eye, allowing its radiant power to flow freely. Instantly, my eyes shimmered with a resplendent golden hue, and an intense surge of mana radiated from within them.
The sight left Agnes momentarily speechless, her mouth hanging open in astonishment. Her wide-eyed expression spoke volumes about the magnitude of the discovery. Meanwhile, Matilda, her excitement palpable, couldn't contain her amazement. "I have never seen anything quite like this!" she exclaimed, her voice brimming with awe.
Eleanor, always attuned to the intricacies of magic, chimed in, her voice filled with genuine surprise. "Indeed, I have never witnessed someone opening their mana core so vividly in their eyes. It's truly remarkable," she marveled.
Beatrice, her usual composed demeanor momentarily shattered, was captivated by the beauty before her.A soft gasp escaped her lips as she whispered, "It's beautiful, young master. Your eyes... they are truly beautiful." Her words were filled with genuine admiration, her eyes locked on mine.
A broad grin spread across my face, a mixture of pride and satisfaction. Beatrice's words resonated deeply, bolstering my confidence. With a deliberate act, I closed my mind's eye, the golden radiance receding as my eyes returned to their usual appearance.
The room fell into a momentary silence, the weight of the experience still lingering in the air.
Agnes, finding her voice once more, broke the silence. "Young master," she began, her tone carrying a mixture of awe and determination, "this manifestation of your mana is a symbol of the extraordinary possibilities that lie within you young master and I promise it will shine brightly before the world".
As if following Agnes's cue morning light filtered through the windows, casting a gentle glow upon our weary faces.
Upon seeing the rising sun and everyone's Haggard faces I said"I Promise you Agnes you will definitely see,everyone here will see it the world will witness my story no our story."
As Matilda's stomach growled audibly, breaking the serious tone of our conversation, a moment of lightheartedness filled the air.
It was clear that her nerves had gotten the best of her, causing her to neglect her own well-being.
A gentle smile formed on my lips as I looked at her, her face flushed with embarrassment."It seems like I have overlooked my stomach amidst all the excitement," she said.
I chuckled, my laughter echoing through the room."Matilda, you shouldn't worry so much. We've made it through the ceremony, and now it's time to replenish our energy."
Agnes, always attentive, nodded in agreement. "You're right, young master. It's essential that we take care of ourselves. Let's have a well-deserved breakfast together."
Eleanor, with her usual calm demeanor, chimed in. "Indeed, nourishing our bodies will allow us to face the challenges ahead with renewed vigor."
Beatrice, a warm smile gracing her lips, added, "Breakfast sounds delightful. It's important to savor moments like these and enjoy the simple pleasures of life."
However, the breakfast laid out before us could hardly be described as hearty.Agnes in her apologetic says her eyes filled with guilt"I am sorry young master, the provisions provided to us were far from fresh."
You don't have to worry Agnes it will change soon you don't have to feel guilty about it.
It became apparent that the people of this castle were determined to make our lives as difficult as possible.
As we sat around the table, consuming our modest breakfast, Agnes broke the silence with an important matter at hand. "Young master, now that you have awakened your mana, it is time for you to choose your attribute."
Her voice carried a mix of anticipation and reassurance, emphasizing the significance of this decision. However, she added that obtaining the attribute detecting orb would take some time, but we need not worry, for she and the others would ensure its acquisition.
Agnes's words lingered in the air, and as we continued to eat, Matilda, lost in her own thoughts, softly spoke while scooping soup into her mouth. "It would be wonderful if the young master awakened the flame attribute. Then I could spend more time with him." Her words were uttered absentmindedly, seemingly unaware that her remark carried audibility beyond our immediate circle.
In that moment, an imperceptible glint passed through the eyes of the others, a subtle exchange of unspoken understanding. It was a flicker of recognition, a hidden desire that hinted at their own preferences, though their responses remained veiled.
I sat there, my mind swirling with the weight of this decision. The choice of attribute held the power to shape my path, influencing the course of my magical abilities and the manner in which I would navigate the challenges ahead.
It was a decision that required careful consideration and luck, as the attributes themselves held distinct powers, strengths, and weaknesses.
The attribute I chose would not only affect my own abilities but also impact the dynamics of our group, shaping our collective strength and capabilities.
As I sat contemplating which attribute to choose, Beatrice's voice broke the silence. "In the meantime, it would be great if young master could learn to read and write," she suggested. Agnes reassuring me, "Yes, I have already borrowed some books from the library and I will teach you during the night."
With their words in mind, I finished the meager breakfast and made my way back to my room. Excitement coursed through my veins as I anticipated delving deeper into my newfound powers.