For the past three hours, Beatrice studied the Logic core of the Information cube.
As Beatrice's finger touched the tiny Logic Core on her desk, the small frown that she previously had on her face deepened.
"This doesn't make any sense," mumbled Beatrice, staring at the core in front of her.
Unlike what Beatrice previously expected, the more she studied and understood the logic core, the more things seemed wrong with it.
After thinking for a few more minutes, Beatrice placed the logic core back into her desk before getting up from the desk and slightly stretching her body.
"Maybe I should get some a little more mouldable," mumbled Beatrice as she fell into thought.
...
Later that day, inside of a certain town,
Staring at the little girl, who was peacefully sleeping in a cage, seemingly unaware of her surroundings, a small smile appeared on Beatrice's face.
"So will you buy her? You can see that I gave you a reasonable price," asked a middle-aged man, looking at Beatrice with some expectation visible on his face.
Not responding to the words of the middle-aged man, Beatrice stretched out her hand towards the cage, easily bypassing the lock and opening it.
A moment later, Beatrice picked up the still sleeping girl, causing the expression of the middle-aged man to finally change.
Just as the middle-aged man was about to move toward Beatrice, he suddenly froze, as his entire body began melting a moment later.
Sometime later, Beatrice could be seen walking out of the slave marked with a little girl in her hands before suddenly stopping at a corner, feeling a gaze suddenly land on her.
For the first time in half a year, a serious expression appeared on Beatrice's face.
Right now, Beatrice felt an insane bloodlust be directed at her.
"Stalking someone isn't very nice, you should stop hiding in the shadows, whoever you are," said Beatrice, causing her to hear a small chuckle before a figure suddenly appeared not far away from her.
As Beatrice stared at the girl, who looked around her own age, the frown on her face deepened.
Although through bloodlust alone, Beatrice wasn't able to feel it, as soon as she saw her opponent, Beatrice instantly knew what sort of person her opponent actually was.
'She's insane,' thought Beatrice, letting out a silent sigh of frustration in the process.
Even if they were more powerful than her, Beatrice wasn't afraid of most opponents in the slightest, as long as they were rational.
Rather, irrational opponents frightened Beatrice quite a bit more, as most of them would disregard their own safety just to attack their opponent.
'It looks like this one is after something,' thought Beatrice as stared at her unmoving opponent, unwilling to make the first move.
"So, what are you after, I am not unreasonable, I am willing to negotiate," said Beatrice, interrupting the stare of the woman.
"It seems as though he's still alive," thought Ella as she looked at the white-haired mage in front of her, breathing a silent sigh of relief.
Although Ella did not physically see her brother, as she stared at the white-haired mage, she could detect that her brother had been in close contact with her not long ago.
If, in fact, her brother was dead, Ella wouldn't be here right now, as she wouldn't be so leisurely right now.
"I'm looking for a little boy, I know he is in your possession," said Ella, causing a huge frown to appear on Beatrice's face.
Hearing the words of the unknown mage, a single thought couldn't help but enter Beatrice's mind.
'This is quite a coincidence, too big of a coincidence,' thought Beatrice as she looked at the mage standing opposite of her.
Not long ago, Beatrice had decided to wipe Elias' memories, and now, not long after, someone came to look after him, whoever created this coincidence was way too blatant.
After all, there was no way that all of this was a coincidence, right?
...
Three days later, inside of an inn room.
At this moment, Ella was sitting down on a chair, holding a relatively large bag in her hands, staring at the door to the room.
Time passed, minute after minute, and eventually two hours passed, causing Ella to begin thinking that the other party had abandoned the deal.
Suddenly, faint footsteps sounded through the hallway, slowly but surely approaching the room.
Hearing the footsteps, which were obviously trying to warn her that someone was coming, Ella's frown slightly eased.
A moment later, the white-haired mage suddenly walked into the room and stared at Ella.
Seeing this, Ella suddenly threw the large bag in her hands toward the mage, only for it to stop mid-air.
"That should be all of them, you can count them if you want," said Ella, as she continued staring.
'She killed even more people since our last people, probably even mages so as to obtain the elemental stones necessary for the deal,' thought Beatrice as she silently weighed the elemental stone bag in her hands.
Beatrice then got out of the doorway, and stepped into the hall alongside the bag, letting a figure slowly float into the room.
Without any warning, Ella suddenly tightly hugged her brother, staring into the hallway at the same time.
"It's better that you are gone," mumbled Ella breathing a sigh of relief as she looked at the empty hall.
If that mage dared to stay in her presence after she had her brother back, Ella did not know if she could restrain herself like before.
After that, Ella turned her attention back to her little brother.
"Don't worry little Elias, sister will protect you from now," mumbled Ella as she continued hugging her brother.
...
As Beatrice stared at the bag of elemental stones sitting in the middle of her room, thoughts couldn't help but swirl around her mind.
"This coincidence is really too troublesome," mumbled Beatrice as she touched her forehead.
Although in the end, Beatrice did benefit from the coincidence, something really didn't sit right with her.
At the same time, in Deasdon City, Dyon Kingdom.
Looking at her little brother, Elias, who had yet to wake up eleven hours after she had gotten her hands on him, a dark look hung on Ella's face.
Suddenly, that look disappeared, as Elias, who had been unmoving up until now, suddenly flinched, shivering, as if he was afraid.
Seeing this, Ella suddenly embraced her brother, holding him tightly whilst patting his head.
"Elias, you don't have to be afraid, sister is here," mumbled Ella, causing Elias' eyes to slightly move.
After a few moments, Elias' eyes couldn't help but fully open, causing the fear on his face to be wiped away the moment he saw his sister.
Without saying anything, the still-shivering Elias hugged his sister, simply enjoying her presence.
...
At the same time, whilst Elias and his sister were having a joyous reunion, in her underground home, Beatrice also had a source of joy at the moment.
Although the coincidence unnerved Beatrice quite a lot, she could do nothing to make sure that it wasn't harmful to her, as such, Beatrice could only continue moving on as if it hadn't happened.
As she stared at the Logic Core in front of her, Beatrice couldn't help but touch her eyes, as she was completely unable to focus on her work today, with her mind continuously going to Elias, and whether Beatrice had done anything.
Had she left any traces that might lead back to her?
Had she fully wiped any and wall memories from his brain?
Was she thorough enough in wiping his soul?
Although she had the answer to all of these questions, for some reason, Beatrice couldn't help but feel somewhat weird as she thought about them, especially the last one.
Suddenly, Beatrice froze in place, as she moved her head down and stared at the logic core in front of her.
At this moment, as she was thinking about the soul, she couldn't help but notice something, a tiny, nearly insignificant thing she hadn't noticed up until now.
Staring at the Logic Core in front of her, Beatrice's point of view suddenly shifted, as she no longer looked at it as if it was just an object, but rather, looked at it as if it was a living being.
A tiny, insignificant soul, which if placed in a living being, would be nearly unnoticeable, but in contrast to the metal around it, this soul suddenly became completely obvious to Beatrice.
"Elias, you even benefited me one final time, how kind of you," mumbled Beatrice as she suddenly raised her eyes, looking at her door, as a young girl dressed in a maid uniform now walk into the room.
Previously, Beatrice liked to take men as servants so that she could have them carry things for her, but right now, Beatrice had decided to go a different route.
Perhaps someone more pleasant to look at would bring Beatrice some inspiration?
Looking at the little girl, who still seemed somewhat nervous around Beatrice, even after being controlled by the latter, a small smile couldn't help but unconsciously appear on Beatrice's face
Although it had only been around half a day since Beatrice obtained the little girl, Guinevere, from the slave market, the change in the latter was completely apparent.
"Little Guinevere, come bring me my tea faster, you don't have to be nervous," said Beatrice, causing the little girl to suddenly speed up.
Sadly though, as Guinevere sped up and was about to walk over a carpet, her one of her feet sadly went underneath it, causing Guinevere, as well as the tea, to fall forward.
Suddenly, the cup of tea, which was about to spill all over the ground, froze mid-air, at the same time, Guinevere, who was about to fall on the ground, floated back up.
"Guinevere, you have to be more careful, I will teach you some knight Breathing Techniques later, I can't have you hurting yourself, you understand?" said Beatrice, as her new cup of tea floated over to her.
"Understood mistress," said Guinevere as she walked towards Beatrice's desk and picked up the empty cup of tea Beatrice had drunk some time before.
"You can bring me another cup in 45 minutes," mumbled Beatrice, causing Guinevere to nervously nod before leaving.
After Guinevere left, and Beatrice was left alone, she couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle.
"As expected, my mood already got better, Is this how my teacher feels?" mumbled Beatrice as she took a sip out of her teacup.
After a few moments, Beatrice got back to work, focusing back on the little soul stuck in the logic core.
...
"Was this something popular back in those ages?" mumbled Beatrice as she stared at the logic core in front of her.
As the core itself clearly did not have enough space for managing the full capabilities of the Information Cube, including both image and video, a tiny soul, programmed to respond to information given to it was used.
At first, Beatrice thought that an artificial soul was used, but after some time, she discovered that she had overestimated the capabilities o the creators of this cube, at the same time, she underestimated their morals.
Not long after Beatrice began working with the soul, trying to figure out how it worked, she realized something.
Long ago, before being transformed and used for this cube, this soul was formerly human.
Sadly though, it seemed as though for some reason, the creators of the cube decided to almost completely destroy the capabilities of the soul.
Calling this soul a shell of it's former self was a complete understatement, as it did not even have one percent of the capabilities of a human soul.
Now after experimenting with the soul for a few hours, all of the pieces of the puzzle, which previously did not fit in place neatly, suddenly made sense.
Perhaps sometime in the future, not now, Beatrice would be able to construct some cubes of her own, but that was not what mattered now.
What mattered now was that these cubes were safe to use, and did not have any thing hidden inside of it that could share what Beatrice wrote in them.
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