What capabilities of yours make you believe that you can stop the war? the Princess locks her gaze on and fishes out another scroll from her bag of holding before I can run away.
[Curse Received: Paralysis of the Limbs]
I feel my legs and arms go slack, and my mouth opens again.
My understanding of magic is probably one of the most advanced in this world. I firmly believe that, in due ti, I will be strong enough to take on the challenge.
How can your magic be so powerful? she asks, skeptical.
Im a gifted person, I feel that sothing dangerous is almost coming out of my mouth when I hear a voice in my head trying to reassure .
Ill keep a lid on the most secret things. Otherwise, I think this is a great developnt. A feat worthy of a Vanedeni [Hero].
Define why you believe to be a gifted person, Princess Laura huffs, unsatisfied with the nature of the answer. Apparently, how she formulates the question makes a big difference in the amount of detail she gets.
I have always been extrely gifted in mathematics and physics. My teachers made skip several years of school education because I was too good for it. If I had wanted to, I could have graduated high school passed my tutors tests at ten. Even though I behave like an idiot on purpose, most of the ti, I can solve incredibly complex problems that no one seems to grasp well enough.
Describe your results on the Cantrips, then, she says, frowning even more.
I can complete the 23 Cantrips better than anyone else I know. Most likely better than your Ancestor.
Princess Lauras frown deepens while looking at the blue inside the crystal.
How do you know there are more than 23 Cantrips?
I own a magical relic stolen from a great treasury read it in a book, and then my tutor taught all the Cantrips.
The crystal sparks tremble for a second before they turn blue.
Trivial.
Why do you have a puny class like [Luxmancer], then?
[Light Mage] and its advancents are very strong classes if you know how to manipulate spell matrixes into different elents. Plus, thanks to the knowledge of my world my teacher has taught , I can create deadly spells from simple [Light] spells.
Who are, or have been, or were, your teachers?
My teacher, singular, is a mysterious man whose real identity I dont know myself. Hes one of the greatest [Archmages] even to tread this plane. His na has been forgotten by most, but hes still at the apex of magical theory. His feats are, in fact, forgotten only in words, not in the great changes they had brought to all the continents. But even if hes great and Im only a speck of dust compared to him, I still have so worth as a [Mage] on my own.
Goddamn, Juler.
Once again, the [Supre Archmagus] sses up the crystal, which flashes a vivid blue.
Where is your teacher at this mont in ti?
He taught all I needed to know to follow in his footsteps. Left notes upon notes, and then disappeared forever.
Lord Juler, please, can we tone the drama down?
The woman is satisfied with the answer.
So, you truly believe, even after experiencing the might of my Ancestor, that you could be strong enough to end this conflict?
Princess Laura, cant we stopyes, I firmly believe so.
And would you be reluctant to participate in the war?
A part of would be. The other part would relish the action.
The woman takes a few monts to ponder my words. Her face never crinkles nor shows any doubt.
Why are you in a bakery, then?
Oh, hell. Lord Juler, could you help
No, child. You need to hear yourself. This woman is doing you a favor.
I dont want to put myself in a position where I could fail soone elses expectations of .
Expand on that, Princess Laura says without the minimum regard for my privacy.
I am a good baker, and I can do this casually. I dont need to be a professional. I dont need to try so hard that failing would make miserable. I could close the bakery tomorrow and still be happy about my choice in life. If I step on a bigger stage, Im afraid that any loss would make as miserable as doing paperwork.
This is
Princess Laura knows she just tapped into sothing very deep in my thoughts, sothing that only a truth spell could force to say. I dont even know whether to feel embarrassed or wish God would just smite to death at this exact mont.
Yes, I fear loss. Yes, I fear going on a bigger stage.
I went through amazing baking and cooking courses in Italy and apprenticed under great Chefs, even if I didnt tell my mother that part. It took a few months just to get to their level. The experience others needed years for I could reach in a week. Great Chefs got angry with because they knew I would beco greater than them; others encouraged to pursue this more seriously. I ignored them all and went back ho to open my own little bakery.
A great life isnt suited for just anyone. I have seen in those Chefs, in so of the people whom the universities had sent to speak to , the great sacrifices they had to go through. And the problem is not even the sacrifice but the cost of failing when the stakes are so high. When you have to put aside your family, friends, love, and everything else in your personal life to try to beco great, what happens after you fail? What happens when your attempt is unfruitful?
I slowly recline my head to my chest, sighing.
Im sorry, Joey, but I have a few more questions.
I would shrug if my arms worked properly.
Wait, isnt this the first ti she actually used my na?
Would you like to fight for a mighty feat, for sothing greater than just what you are doing now?
I laugh before the curse can compel to answer.
Yes, I answer out of my own volition.
The lights flash blue again.
And you would fight for us if we married?
Guess what.
Blue, baby.
See, that would have been a very nice last question to this interrogation. But alas, Lady Luck is never on my side, is she?
But would an amnesty from all existing paperwork be more appealing to you?
Oh sh
Yes.
And it flashes
Blue.
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