Eight days later.
Looking at the one-sided slaughter which was taking place in the large open field in front of her, Beatrice couldn't help but shake her head.
Two armies, each of which being over three thousand men strong were duking it a field at the moment.
Of course, 'duking it out' is a bit of an overstatement.
Although numerically, both of these armies were roughly the same size, their strengths were completely different.
A dozen or so official knight cleaved their way through the troops of the enemies, not letting anything that got in their way survive.
With one cleave of their swords and one stab of their spears, multiple soldiers would be killed, causing fear to form in the minds of the opposing soldiers.
Soon, and not long after the battle originally began, the defending army was routed, it's remnants were then slaughtered by their enemy whilst their leader was captured.
"Too weak, too insignificant," mumbled Beatrice as she turned her attention away from the slaughter, no longer being interested in it.
Perhaps, to the common soldiers, knights were undefeatable supernatural beings, who would crush them in battle, but to Beatrice, there wasn't actually that big of a diference between normal knights, soldiers, as well as powerless peasants.
As such, Beatrice was no longer interested in watching the battle, causing her to move on and continue on her journey.
In fact, although it might not seem like it at first glance, this was actually the first true battle between armies that Beatrice had witnessed.
And to be quite honest, this battle completely certified some thoughts Beatrice had about armies and similar things.
"Completely useless in frontal battle, it's best that I focus on my own strength and don't get sidetracked," mumbled Beatrice as she continued on her way.
...
Later that day,
After looking at the rather large city wall in front of her, Beatrice then turned her attention back to herself whilst she walked into the city.
'I should first find a boat that could take me to Golwall Island, after that, I can go and find a way back to the Kingdom of Lyon,' thought Beatrice as several gold coins appeared in her hands.
After staying in the Shadow Monastery, as well as her new home for over a year and a half, Beatrice didn't bother paying attention to any form of currency other than elemental stones.
In the end, this decision proved right, as Beatrice had no use for anything other than that.
After 'obtaining' some more money from the locals, Beatrice made her way to the harbor of the city, wanting to get off Nanrath Island as soon as possible.
...
As an experienced fisher, who had managed to survive even the worst of storms, Burke had quite a good intuition, and looking at the woman standing in front of him, sweat fell on Burke's forehead.
"Are you planning on going to the other continent?" asked the woman, causing Burke to hesitate for a brief moment.
At first, Burke had planned to lie and say that he was not planning on going, but just as he was about to open his mouth, thoughts began swirling inside of his mind.
'Why do I have to lie?'
'What's the worst that could happen?'
Before Burke could even realize what happened, he had lost all rationality, causing him to no longer be able to lie.
"We are planning on going to the other continent tomorrow," said Burke, causing the woman to faintly smile.
"Can you do so today?" asked the woman, causing Burke to almost instinctually answers no.
But after a few moments, and some hesitation, Burke finally opened his mouth.
"It's possible," said Burke, gritting his teeth for some reason.
"That's good, then I will come along for the ride," said the woman, causing Burke to begin walking back to the ship.
...
Looking at the woman who was now standing on top of the ship, staring into the distance, Burke couldn't help but ask a question.
"My lady, is everything fine?" asked Burke, causing the woman to nod.
"Don't worry, everything's going better than I expected," said Beatrice as she watched another ship slowly but surely pass by them, moving in the opposite direction.
In fact, Beatrice was not lying, as everything was in fact, going great, even better than expected.
Not only had the flying ship landed relatively close to a port city, making sure that Beatrice did not have to walk long to arrive at her destination, but after entering the city, she immediately encountered a suitable ship for her to travel the ocean with, leaving only one single problem which was now disturbing Beatrice.
The problem was very simple, Beatrice felt as though traveling back to her home was rather meaningless.
Right now, unlike before, Beatrice was likely the most powerful or one of the most powerful mages on the entire island her extremely bored.
It was not that Beatrice was a masochist, who enjoyed a challenge, what troubled Beatrice was the fact that this would undoubtedly slow down her progress massively.
Although back in her new home, Beatrice did not spend any time with other powerful mages, she had a lot of things at her disposal which could quicked her progress.
But now that Beatrice was on the move, she could not do any complicated experiments in the slightest, causing her progress to slow down.
At first, Beatrice felt as though meeting her parents once again after over a year and a half was surely worth it, but right now, she had some small doubts.
Of course, Beatrice could not back out right now, as it will take over two months for the flying ship to come by again and pick her up, giving her ample time to both go meet her parents and think about things.
'I should go and think about my immediate plans in the future,' thought Beatrice as she slowly walked back into the cabin of the ship, walking into her makeshift bedroom in the blink of an eye.
After making sure that she closed the door to the cabin, Beatrice sat down at her makeshift desk and stared into the wall in front of her, occasionally tapping her fingers on the desk.
With every tap of Beatrice's fingers, more and more thoughts entered her mind, filling it up.
'After arriving back in the Lyon Kingdom, I should first check up on my family, so as to make sure that everything is alright and that nothing has happened,' thought Beatrice as she quickly wrote her plans into the information cube.
'After that, I will make sure that the situation around my parent's territory is stable, if not, I should stabilize it myself, so as to avoid any unfortunate accidents from happening in the future.'
'Only then can I begin searching for any traces of mages in this kingdom, starting from the capital of and expanding outwards towards the edges of the kingdom,'
Time slowly but surely passed as Beatrice wrote more and more of her plans into the information cube, from her main plans to things she could do on the side, to backup plans depending on the circumstances of her situation.
Everything was neatly laid out in Beatrice's information cube, which she kept on her body at all times, never letting it leave her hands.
Of course, even if Beatrice managed to somehow lose the information cube, and someone else obtained it, they would be in for quite a nasty surprise when they try to access the information inside of it, one they would most likely never forget.
After placing the information cube into one of the pockets in her robe, Beatrice continued standing there, merely tapping her fingers on the makeshift wooden desk whilst staring at the wall in front of her.
Slowly but surely, elemental energy poured into Beatrice's body, being transformed into mana, after that, a tiny portion of that mana made it's way into Beatrice's body, becoming her own mana.
For several hours, Beatrice stood still staring at the wall in front of her, tapping her fingers on the desk while refining mana.
By the time Beatrice had finished refining mana, five small holes had appeared in the wooden desk, the product of Beatrice's extremely sharp and resilient nails.
After a few minutes of just doing that, a blob of mana suddenly appeared in Beatrice's left hand, as her right hand continued doing it's thing, digging into the table, one tap at a time.
Only a fraction of a moment later, the blob of mana shifted, transforming into three different dark bolts, which obediently floated in Beatrice's right hand.
"As expected, it's a little bit more efficient when it comes to creating multiple bolts, but it's so much slower, as it is right now, this technique has no use," mumbled Beatrice as she dark bolts from her hand suddenly began flying through the room.
What Beatrice had just done was use a slightly different method to create dark bolts.
Unlike usual, Beatrice did not directly transform her mana into three different dark bolts, rather, she first materialized it, making sure to be as efficient as possible in doing so.
After that, Beatrice transformed the blob of materialized mana into three different dark bolts.
As Beatrice expected, although this method of creating dark bolts was in fact, much slower than the usual one, as it added another step to the spell, it did in fact lower the amount of mana that Beatrice had to spend in the creation of the bolts.
Sadly though, because of just how slow this technique was, Beatrice felt that it was quite useless at the moment.
Suddenly, the dark bolts flying through the room stopped mid-air, as Beatrice moved her eyes, looking at her middle finger, which had managed to pierce through the desk after countless taps.
Seeing the hole which had now formed within the table, Beatrice couldn't help but shake her head.
"How fragile," mumbled Beatrice as she moved her middle finger slightly forward, allowing it to continue tapping the desk without anything bothering it.
Or so Beatrice wanted.
Sadly though, the other five fingers, which had not yet pierced through the desk, stopped the middle finger from continuing forward.
Looking at this scene, a faint frown appeared on Beatrice's face.
After a few moments, Beatrice moved the rest of her left hand to the side, allowing her middle finger to continue tapping away undisturbed.
...
Looking at the flying ship, which was getting further and further away from him, Rex Law, who was floating above an island, couldn't help but shake his head.
"It will take just under two months for us to reunite with the rest of the guild, hopefully, nothing happens in this time," said Rex Law, causing his colleague to shake his head.
"Don't be so negative, you already know that nothing can happen on Stoughlodge Island, this place is an impenetrable fortress, you know very well how much time and elemental stones we spent creating this place, you don't have to worry," said Archer Woodward, a pale, middle-aged man, causing Rex Law to nod as well.
"You're right, maybe it's just the fact that I'm flying," said Rex Law, causing Woodward to wave his hand, making the two of them slowly but surely g lower and lower toward Stoughlodge Island.
After around thirty seconds, the duo arrived on the seemingly uninhabited island, Stoughlodge Island, or rather, the secret headquarters of the Rose Guild.
It was only after the two of them descended into the forest on the island, and were no longer so clearly visible to the outside world that, Woodward once again dispelled another one of his spells, causing them to become visible to the outside world once again.
"Let's go, I don't feel safe being outside," said Rex Law as he walked forward in a particular direction.
Although the location of the entrance to the headquarters was everchanging, using his Earth Magic, as well as some prior knowledge, which the guild leader had given him, Rex was easily able to locate it.
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