Under the Oak Tree - Chapter 112

He picked up the top book from the pile and looked at the girl on the other side with his eyebrow raised.

Max’s confidence in facing a meticulous gaze disappeared. She mumbled an answer.

Ruth suddenly smiled brightly as she looked at him nervously, not sure if he was going to snort.

He spoke as if praising a child and pulled out his chair across him.

He picked up a pile of parchment before she even allowed it. Max glared at him with slits. One day she will tell the wizard that he should never touch a woman’s object without asking her permission. While making a decision…

… Ruth asked unexpectedly,

She said awkwardly.

By the time Rosetta grew up to be a perfect girl, Max had the most rigorous education. It was the Duke of Croix’s order to correct her daughter’s foolishness. However, even with a rigorous curriculum, her symptoms were not alleviated, and it was not long before Rosetta’s excellence was revealed. That way she was freed from the terrible task of reciting poetry in front of a high-intensity teacher and her father once a month.

Of course, she never recited a poem she had memorized all night long. She was beaten to death by her father even before the first verse was over. Max hastily lowered her eyes to hide her white face with terrible memories.

She started to speak.

Ruth stayed silent for a long time. Max averted her eyes because the silence was uncomfortable. Ruth,Looking up at the pile of parchment she had left behind without a word, Ruth suddenly said,

Max didn’t understand what he was saying at once and blinked. Excited by his own suggestion, Ruth suddenly reached out.

The wizard did not hide a little suggestion that it was purely for his own benefit.

Max frowned and refuted,

Max asked curiously.

Ruth spoke naturally as if healing magic, healing magic, or levitation was a plus or minus.

Max gave a passive smile.

With his continous persuasion, Max felt her expectations waver. Can I really do magic?

She looked up at him with trembling eyes.

That’s right! Max gathered up her courage.

Ruth spoke cheerfully, walked to the shelf and picked up two thick books.

She came out of the library holding the book and a fluttering heart. Her heart was beating very fast. She seemed to have found her potential for the first time in her life.

An unfamiliar pounding kept Max awake until dawn. She resorted to candles and read the book Ruth gave her until it was dark under her eyes. One was an outline of magic and the other is a simplified version of the magic principle.

It wasn’t as difficult as she thought. Determination soared in her heart, thinking that she could do it. As far as she knows, she could really be a wizard.

She portrayed the scenes in her mind of spewing fire from her palms, smashing the mana, and causing rain and wind to annihilate enemies trying to invade Anatol. The sight of Riftan hugging her with pride was there too. Just imagining him being proud of her, her lips parted and a smile emerged on her face.

If she could do magic, she could have probably accompanied Riftan on the expeditions. She completely forgot that she had fainted at the sight of the devil as she stomped her feet on the bed. Her heart was filled with hope.