Chapitre 47: Average
After writing some more things into the notebook, Beatrice let out a small smile, as she took out some things from her robe, a small pouch alongside some notebooks as well as a light green potion, putting in on her task, before taking out another potion from her luggage, this one being a much darker shade of green.
"Hopefully at least the amount of elemental stones he had on him was decent enough," mumbled Beatrice as she remembered the mage apprentice she had killed while destroying the Fairnon family
As she had to talk to her three fellow apprentices, Beatrice did not have much time to search the body of the apprentice, only managing to lightly scour his body.
"It's really diluted," mumbled Beatrice with a slight scowl on her face as she smelled the scent of the green potion, picking up a faint but yet very distinct smell of water.
"This thing is barely worth three elemental stones," mumbled Beatrice, shaking her head as she sat up and placed both potions under her bed.
'I should really stop placing things under my bed, otherwise, I might someday blow up,' thought Beatrice as she looked at the large number of things stuffed under there.
Even though this was the case, Beatrice then got up and walked back up to her desk, before opening the small bag, and staring inside of it with a smile on her face.
The moment Beatrice saw what was inside of the bag, the smile that she had on her face suddenly disappeared, before being replaced by a scowl, prompting her to pour the contents of the bag on the table.
Nine elemental stones, as well as over thirty small rocks fell on the table, causing Beatrice to suddenly place her hand on her face, letting out a deep sigh.
"It's fine if you were, poor, why did you have to be shameless as well?" mumbled Beatrice as she immediately picked up the elemental stones from the table, placing them inside of another bag.
Looking at the notebooks that she had picked up from the body of the mage apprentice, Beatrice took in a deep breath before picking one of them up and opening it.
...
"This Ian really was unfortunate," mumbled Beatrice as she immersed herself inside of the diary in her hands.
Ian, that was the name of the Mage Apprentice Beatrice had killed, but reading through the notebook, Beatrice, the same one who had killed him without any emotion, felt a little bit sad for him.
Although nothing extremely bad happened to Ian, as she looked through the contract he had signed with the Shadow Monastery, Beatrice couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
As he had only E grade talent, Ian would receive ten elemental stones per month for the first year, as well as five per month in the second year.
At the same time, his freedom would be greatly restricted, as this magical contract made sure that if he had even thought about harming the Academy, he would feel a large amount of pain, and at the same time, the Academy would take over thirty percent of his earnings from missions.
But even though it was extremely harsh, it still had a certain clause that made Beatrice's eyes light up.
'If Ian Cornwell becomes an Official Mage, the terms of the contract will be renegotiated'
"Giving someone hope so that they don't try to rebel against the status quo, this contract is really poisonous," mumbled Beatrice as she continued reading the contract, trying to see if it had anything else that was interesting.
At the same time, this clause also destroyed any chance of Official Mages leading a rebellion against the Shadow Monastery.
As she continued reading, the contract, some other thoughts also appeared inside of Beatrice's mind.
'Maybe I should make my own contract of this type,' thought Beatrice, as poisonous thoughts swirled within her mind.
Although the Shadow Monastery isn't aware of this right now, in another time and space, a large number of mages would curse it's very existence for what type of contract they had inspired the creation of.
...
Looking at the shadowy figure that was trapped inside of a cave, which was also inside of a white barrier, Harvey Solovan couldn't help but take in a deep breath.
Suddenly, the eyes of the shadowy figure popped open, rather interestingly, the figure was not awoken by Harvey, but rather by something else.
After staring at the sky for several moments, the shadowy figure's eyes suddenly turned to Harvey, as surprise flashed inside of them for a brief moment.
"Harvey, is that you?" asked the Shadowy figure as it finally stepped out of the extremely Dark Cave, revealing it's middle aged for you.
The moment he saw the face of the figure, Harvey's eyes, which seemed rather scared just moments before, lit up.
"Uncle Andrick, how did you end up here?" asked Harvey as both happiness and confusion appeared on his face, making him skip even greeting his uncle.
"That I do not know, one day, after going to sleep as usual, I appeared inside of this prison, with no explanation nor any way to get back home, it seemed as though one moment I was in my bed, and one moment I was here," said Andrick Solovan, confusion appearing inside of his eyes even right now, but still, Andrick picked up a stone bowl of water floor, drinking it.
"It must have been the Fairnon family," shouted Harvey, making a completely nonsensical claim.
'I see, so it looks like they took advantage of my absence' thought Andrick Solovan as he looked at his nephew, especially how disheveled he looked.
Clenching his fist, Andrick looked back at the extremely dark cave behind him with the corner of his eye.
'It looks like I have to try it, otherwise, this little brat might day any moment,' thought Andrick as he made a radical decision he definitely would not have made before.
...
Looking at Harvey, who was peacefully sleeping outside of the barrier, Andrick shook his head before waving his hand, causing a white barrier to suddenly appear around him
Merely a moment after that, Harvey walked towards the cave, going deeper and deeper than he had ever had.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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