Beatrice truly lived up to her reputation as an Artificial Spirit who had studied〘Yin Magic〙for 400 years.
〘Yin Magic〙was incredibly diverse with rich variety, and she taught its knowledge and principles in extreme detail.
However, her teaching process rapidly accelerated from basic to advanced concepts, becoming increasingly scattered and hurried.
The reason? She had discovered something astonishing: Adam could instantly imitate any Magic she demonstrated!
This applied to every single type of magic!
Eventually, she gave up on explanations altogether. She simply cycled through Cast Magic → Cancel Magic → Cast Again → Cancel Again.
After three hours, she slumped in her chair, questioning her very existence.
One thought consumed her mind.
'Too strong, impossibly strong, completely inhuman! Humans are terrifying! Never again will I teach Magic to humans!'
Meanwhile, Adam strolled out of the Forbidden Library with a spring in his step.
Though he had enjoyed practicing with the little loli in the sealed room and learned considerable〘Yin Magic〙, he still felt somewhat unsatisfied.
He thought greedily that these〘Yin Magic〙spells were merely adequate. While he had mastered most of them, Beatrice hadn't shown him some of the more powerful spells, leaving those beyond his reach.
The Forbidden Library had simply been too small for convenience.
Nevertheless, Adam did learn one〘Yin Magic〙spell that greatly pleased him.
{T/N: It's different than Door Crossing, but have the same effects. Just without a door…}
Note that〘Space Transfer〙is distinct from〘Teleportation〙!
〘Space Transfer〙is a divine technique that can transport people (or objects) between different spaces!
However, it comes with significant drawbacks: it drains enormous magical power and requires an extremely long casting time!
This meant his dreams of using〘Space Transfer〙in battle were pure fantasy!
Despite having enough Mana for multiple uses, the long casting time would leave him vulnerable to attack.
That was unfortunate.
Still, the skill proved perfect for long-distance travel. In emergencies requiring his immediate presence, it would be invaluable.
After storing his adventurer card, Adam headed to the courtyard to test his newly acquired skill.
On his way there, he spotted Roswaal and Emilia deep in conversation in the conference room. They appeared to be having a private discussion.
He hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but his ears perked up when he heard Roswaal mention his name. A wave of suspicion washed over him.
That scheming clown had to be plotting something!
He couldn't let his guard down around that suspicious character — who knew what trouble he'd end up in otherwise!
Fortunately, the〔Enhanced Ear〕ability he'd copied from Zenitsu proved useful.
Keeping three meters from the conference room's corner, he concealed himself in the shadows with his〔Concealment〕skill and listened intently.
Roswaal and Emilia met in the conference room.
"Lady Emilia, there's something important I must tell you." His tone was uncharacteristically serious, lacking his usual peculiar manner of speaking.
Emilia tensed at his gravity, "Something important? What is it, Roswaal?"
"It concerns your lack of a personal knight." Roswaal withdrew a royal decree from his chest and presented it to her, "The Kingdom's Council of Wise Men has issued an order requiring all royal candidates to register their personal knights with the Council."
"Eh?!" Emilia snatched the decree and read it frantically.
Indeed, the document bore the Council's seal and stated that royal candidates must register their knights' names. The decree was genuine.
Though it didn't explicitly mandate having a knight, the naive half-elf failed to notice this subtlety. She believed she absolutely needed one.
Her anxiety mounted as she paced the room.
Roswaal had deliberately exploited this misunderstanding, carefully laying his schemes. After all, who would pledge loyalty to someone known as a Half-Devil?
Everything would unfold exactly as he'd predicted!
As expected, upon seeing the decree, Emilia burst out in panic.
"Wh-what should we do, Roswaal?!"
"Yes, this is troublesome..." Roswaal affected a worried frown, "Though I am both Margrave and Chief Court Mage, I cannot openly defy the Council's orders — especially not now. Being too willful could damage Lady Emilia's reputation further."
Her standing was already poor; any further decline would destroy her chances in the election.
They fell silent, apparently deep in thought.
While Emilia genuinely pondered their predicament, Roswaal concealed a smirk. He had already chosen her future knight.
Every seemingly reasonable development was, in truth, a path he had carefully prepared!
The moment had arrived!
Quickly masking a downward twitch of his mouth, Roswaal posed what appeared to be an innocent suggestion, "Lady Emilia, what are your thoughts about Carter?"
"Hm?" Emilia blinked in surprise.
She couldn't fathom why he'd suddenly mentioned Adam.
Roswaal pressed on, "You see, Carter is a swordsman whose strength surpasses even the average royal knights! Moreover, he's one of the few who accepts your unique appearance, and you share quite a close bond. Most importantly..."
With that, he produced another decree.
"Carter has been officially recognized by the Royal Knights and ordained as a true knight of the kingdom!"
Using his position as Margrave, Roswaal had recommended Adam for knighthood. Despite the complex and difficult process, he had managed to secure his place in the Kingdom Knights.
His ultimate aim was to make Adam serve as Emilia's knight. Once she made the request, surely he would accept!
Everything was proceeding according to the Book of Wisdom!
But just as these thoughts crossed his mind, Adam stepped in from outside with unexpected words.
"Ahem, about what you two were discussing... sorry, but I refuse."
"Eh?" Roswaal stood dumbfounded.
This development had not been part of his calculations!
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