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The pile of black eyes seemed to truly belong to some kind of creature, curiously moving around.
Half an hour later.
Freya put away the Silver Knife, satisfied as she looked at the Cross Sword engraved with runes. Then she took out a Test Tube from her waist pouch, removed the stopper, and gently sprinkled the Silver Powder evenly over the Blade.
"Hiss!!"
A cloud of white smoke rose as the Silver Powder made contact with the Cross Sword.
Narrowing her eyes and watching the changes in the Cross Sword, Freya began to slowly chant a low incantation.
A crimson Thin Line gradually extended from the hilt of the sword, and the runes she had carved began to move as if countless Tadpoles were quickly sticking to it.
As the Silver Powder completely covered the Cross Sword, the red Thin Line finally reached the Sword Tip.
Watching the Thin Line cover the entire Cross Sword, Freya's chanting speed gradually quickened, while her other hand slowly moved over it.
"Snap!"
A clear Green Light Spot exploded in her palm, causing Freya to frown slightly, but she still placed it over the Cross Sword.
"Hiss!!"
Bright green fluorescence burst forth from her hand, resembling the sound of red iron plunging into ice water. The red line in the middle of the Cross Sword suddenly spread out but was firmly suppressed by the green light in Freya's hand, slowly compressing.
"Final step."
Calmly watching the red thread gradually condense and compress, she quickly pressed the silver metal block that had been prepared on the table onto it.
As soon as the silver metal block made contact with the Cross Sword, it slowly melted like gelatin and then covered the surface of the Cross Sword.
Once the silver metal completely enveloped the Cross Sword, the incantation in Freya's mouth was nearing its end.
"Ding!"
After a crisp sound, Freya slowly exhaled, revealing a satisfied expression as she looked at the still unchanged Cross Sword in her hand.
"Although it was a hasty preparation, achieving this result is still quite good."
She picked up the Cross Sword and waved it lightly. Although this Cross Sword looked just like an ordinary Cross Sword on the outside, its weight was more than doubled, and after Freya's simple enchantment, this sword had greatly improved in sharpness and corrosion resistance, at least preventing the frequent breakage it had experienced before.
After all, her strongest attack method was swordsmanship. While daggers could also be used, they were ultimately not as comfortable as the Cross Sword.
Now that her most proficient witchcraft couldn't be used temporarily, she could only focus on this aspect.
With a swift motion, she easily drew two silver sword marks. After slightly adjusting to the weight and feel of the Cross Sword, Freya directly sheathed it back into its original scabbard.
With her current Enchantment Knowledge, although she couldn't create complex Cursed Items, simple ones were still within her capability.
After all, some mid to high-level Cursed Items required not only a considerable degree of Enchantment Knowledge but also corresponding blueprints and materials for crafting.
Previously, the high-quality Bearskin Armor she crafted was partly due to her solid Enchantment Knowledge and partly because of the excellent Spell resistance of the Fire Element Mountain Bear itself.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to withstand the corrosion of an acid ball.
After she put away the Cross Sword, she turned her attention to the two Black Daggers on the table.
The daggers were a gift from Saradin at her request, serving only one purpose: to detect Spirits.
Although she didn't understand why Saradin, being a Plant Energy entity, had such profound knowledge of Spirits, it didn't hinder her from recognizing the importance of these two daggers.
Spirits had always been a significant research topic for all wizards, and as far as she knew, even the wizards from the Necromancy Department and Shadow System, who studied Spirits deeply, had no special methods for dealing with these unique life forms.
They only knew that their emergence was related to the mutations of souls after death. Some Spirits appeared due to grievances or obsessions and possessed special curse abilities that could attack people regardless of distance or time, with attack methods that were bizarre and varied.
It was one of the most dangerous subjects in wizardry to date.
For her to confirm her unique constitution, this preparation was necessary.
She picked up the two daggers and sensed their faint aura. Although they looked strange on the outside, if one overlooked their appearance, they were not much different from ordinary daggers.
Gently glancing at the numerous black eyes staring back at her from the daggers, Freya lightly flicked them before putting them back in their sheath.
In six moments, everything that needed preparation was complete. The external injuries on her body had mostly healed thanks to Saradin's potions. Aside from some special aftereffects, there were no significant issues.
Adjusting the bandage around her chest, she walked over to the window of the room.
Outside, in addition to the students coming and going, there were also some strong workers slowly repairing the damage to the villa.
Most of the students had a hint of unease on their faces.
These individuals were mostly young talents with wizard potential discovered from commoners or nobles. Having lived in this stable city for a long time without exposure to combat, they had grown up under the protection of Sara's Wings.
Now, suddenly being informed that they needed to relocate due to an attack, although they did not know the specifics of what had happened, the decision itself indicated the danger of the situation.
From what Freya knew, several students had already resigned from Saradin due to family pressure.
In the face of crisis, this was to be expected.
Watching the crowd who were anxious due to the crisis, Freya's eyes sparkled with contemplation.
Although she had left the academy for less than half a year, it had been quite some time. She had already let go of her feelings regarding the targeting by the academy's higher-ups.
While her sense of belonging to Elgreen Academy was not very strong, she still held some special feelings for it.
Returning now, if nothing unexpected happened, she might be promoted to Official Wizard within the academy.
"According to Kaidy, he has already started constructing his Promotion Array with the help of the Lilian Family. Compared to some apprentices with family backgrounds, my own progress can only be considered average. The only difficulty lies in sourcing materials. This trip back might help resolve that issue, although it may cost a bit more. However, as long as I can be promoted to a wizard, it will all be worth it."
After all, Elgreen belonged to a major Wizarding Organization, and resources that seemed precious to others could almost always be found within the academy.
Even if something was not available, it could easily be obtained by issuing a task.
Now, Freya's possessions are no longer what they were when she first entered the academy. She has risked her life for a Magic Stone.
Aside from what she obtained in the Testing Area, the Tide Gem she intercepted along the way is of a value that ordinary apprentices cannot bear.
Indeed, there is a high chance she can gather good materials on this return trip.
And also purchase the Defensive Spell of Affinity...
For a moment, she felt that everything was pushed to after returning to the academy.
Calmly contemplating her future plans, she continued until the sun turned red and the workers repairing the villa finished their work for the day.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Gathering her thoughts, she walked to the door and opened it.
Standing outside was Bert.
"Freya, senior. I have a letter for you. Also, Teacher Sara asked me to give you this."
"Thank you, Bert."
Freya smiled as she took the envelope he handed over. A glance revealed it was a letter from Fran Sith, while the item from Saradin was a Black Box.
The box was made of ordinary wood and was very light; she had no idea what was inside.
After weighing the box in her hands, she thought for a moment and then looked down to ask Bert, "By the way, where is Master Sara now? I need to find her later."
"Teacher Sara went out this afternoon. I heard she went to Cardi City to meet an old friend. She probably won't be back for a while," Bert replied honestly.
"Oh, really..." Freya nodded thoughtfully.
It seemed that the relocation of Saradin's base would take place during these two actions.
Although the Blue Eagle Nest had not launched another attack on Elglen's Villa recently, she suspected that these organizations were definitely plotting something.
"Senior, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
"Okay."
Waving her hand, she watched Bert leave before turning back to her room.
The letter from Franz Sith mostly contained complaints and daily life anecdotes. Only at the end was there something somewhat useful.
"Freya, my family's Intelligence Department has news. Recently, a secret large organization may be planning to declare war on your academy. It seems they have already started to clear out your academy's local forces. If there's nothing urgent, it's best not to go out for a while."
Franz Sith's advice made Freya smile slightly. Although an attack had already occurred, it did not diminish her sense of concern from Franz Sith as a friend.
Returning to her desk, she picked up a pen and paper to reply to the letter before examining the black box that Saradin had given her.
The box was not locked, and it opened easily with a gentle flip.
Inside lay a plain silver ring, unremarkable in every way.
Beneath the ring was a folded piece of paper.
Taking out the paper, she saw it was a message from Saradin.
The message was simple, instructing her to deliver the ring to a wizard named Royce at the academy, who would know what to do.
Freya had some recollection of this wizard named Royce; he seemed to be an instructor of Plant Energy at the academy.
She was just curious about the meaning behind the message and what kind of relationship existed between them.
After playing with the ordinary ring for a moment, she placed it back into the box.
...
The second part.
Morning.
The sun in the east had not yet fully risen, and only a hint of red peeked through the distant clouds.
A light white mist enveloped Katia City. At this time, most people were still asleep, and the entire city appeared somewhat quiet.
A Black Carriage sped along the main road of the city.
Driving the carriage was a girl dressed in a Red Hunting Outfit. Her handsome face still bore traces of youth, with bright blue eyes gazing straight ahead and golden hair casually cascading down her back, slightly lifting with the bumps of the carriage.
This was Freya, leaving Elglen's Villa.
Her appearance had not changed much since she first arrived in Katia.
However, her feelings were somewhat complicated.
After all, she had two important friends here.
There weren't many people on the road, only occasionally encountering other carriages traveling the same route.
Soon, Freya's carriage exited the city and set off toward the Dias Mountains.
...
Five Hours.
The gloomy sky drizzled with fine rain.
On the forest path.
Raindrops tapped lightly on the roof of the carriage.
Freya adjusted her black raincoat to prevent the rain from soaking her clothes.
The wide hood covered most of her face, revealing only her delicate chin and a hint of golden hair.
On this muddy road, the speed of the carriage had slowed down.
Although she had been harassed by the Blue Eagle Nest shortly after leaving Katia, after taking down a few Apprentice Wizards, they realized that Freya was not to be trifled with. They symbolically chased her for a bit before letting her go.
At this moment, she estimated that she was still three miles away from the academy. If it weren't for the rain, she would have reached a town by afternoon to rest, but now it seemed likely that she would have to camp in the woods.
Looking up at the still overcast sky and estimating how long the rain might last, she shook her head and retreated into the carriage, using magic to control the horses to move forward.
She took out a piece of dry bread and ate it with water from her flask for lunch.
Suddenly, faint hoofbeats sounded from outside the carriage.
Putting down her food, she lifted the curtain and looked out into the distance.
There were two brown carriages slowly approaching her.
From their appearance, they seemed to be ordinary merchant cargo carriages.
However, since the path through the woods was somewhat narrow, Freya deliberately made sure the carriage stayed as far to the right as possible.
Soon, the two carriages passed each other.
However, just as the carriage passed by, a series of urgent hoofbeats came from behind Freya.
The sound of the hooves was quick, but it made Freya frown slightly, sensing something was off; it belonged to a single rider.
Given the slow pace of Freya's carriage, the horse quickly caught up from behind.
However, just as it passed her, the horse suddenly fell to the ground.
Yellow mud splattered everywhere, and the person on the horse was thrown off instantly.
Freya quietly watched the accident unfold ahead.
She had sensed something was wrong with the sound of those hooves earlier; it seemed like the horse had been running for a long time without rest, and now it had indeed collapsed from exhaustion.
In the distance, the person who had been thrown off appeared uninjured, cursing as they stood up from the grass. They were covered in mud and looked quite disheveled, with their face obscured by dirt.
The person was dressed entirely in a black raincoat, making it difficult to discern their gender; however, their behavior suggested they were likely quite young.
As Freya's carriage intended to bypass the scene of the accident, she suddenly sensed a faint energy presence. (To be continued)
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