Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 584 - 584 275 Sharpening the Blade in Preparation

584: Chapter 275: Sharpening the Blade in Preparation 584: Chapter 275: Sharpening the Blade in Preparation The candlelight flickers in the fortified room.

Olivia softly thanked Treya, watching her take away the empty plate she had finished, then stretched lazily before pulling out the magic guidebook she always carried to pass the time.

Although she had flipped through this Felu language primer written by Miss Lola for Leon countless times, the strange ancient knowledge and secrets within still intrigued Olivia.

The end of the continent…

the depths of the ocean…

and above the skies…

the Void Star Realm farther than the heavens…

…

The sun of Mosela…

the Moon Land…

The giant dragons that ruled the world for long ages in the ancient times.

The powerful and long-lived Isulan people, travelers from beyond the world.

The Helarnian people born from stone spirits.

The Lorelettians who unraveled the mysteries of magic.

The Floresians, a mix of humans and dragons.

…

Countless knowledge expanded the world in the young girl’s heart to a vast realm once unimaginable.

Just as she was immersing herself in the words of ancient times, a series of footsteps from outside interrupted Olivia’s thoughts.

Two people, one with steady steps, the other with light steps.

Though she wasn’t very familiar with these footsteps, the girl could distinguish one of them—Princess Ines, whom she had been avoiding.

Olivia closed her book, hesitantly glancing around the room.

No windows.

….It seems there’s no way to sneak out quietly as before.

This was where Leon was expected to sleep tonight, a deliberately chosen ordinary and simple room, located in a rather secluded corner.

She hid here, yet unexpectedly encountered the princess.

Leon couldn’t have arranged for her to rest in this area of the fortress, could she have taken a wrong turn in the unfamiliar stronghold?

In the corridor, the tall female knight Agatha gently knocked on the door panel in front of her.

“Miss Olivia, Princess Ines wishes to see you.”

Olivia was momentarily stunned.

Heading towards her, the person outside knows she’s here…

Did they see the departing Treya?

Furrowing her brows, the girl quickly abandoned the idea of pretending to be asleep.

Being too deliberate would make the other party aware that she was intentionally hiding.

Olivia put down her book, calmed her mood, responded, and then stepped forward to open the door.

Once again, Olivia saw the girl of her age who claimed to be “Lainey” that day, bowing her head in greeting.

“Good evening, Your Highness.”

“I hope I didn’t disturb your rest, Miss Olivia.” Ines nodded.

She looked at the girl dressed in a knight’s shirt: “Or would it be more appropriate to call you Baron Olivia?”

Olivia awkwardly tightened her clothing and awkwardly said, “You can call me however you wish, Your Highness.

Please, both of you, come in.”

The girl stepped back two steps, respectfully making way.

Agatha nodded politely and walked into the room first, pulling out a chair at the table for the princess.

Ines followed in and sat down, looking at Olivia, who was still standing there, inexplicably tense, and smiled kindly.

“Miss Olivia, please sit, relax a bit, no need to be so formal with me, just like how we interacted in Selva last time.”

“…My apologies.” Olivia reluctantly suppressed the anxiety in her heart, returning to sit by the bedside with her hands folded on her lap.

Ines looked at the girl who was clearly not surprised, knowing that the other side should have already known her identity from Leon.

“It’s our second meeting, please forgive my concealment that day.

After all, I decided on a whim to visit Leon’s territory for fun, and I didn’t want to disturb everyone.”

“I understand your concerns,” Olivia nodded cautiously, carefully probing, “So Your Highness visiting me so late, do you have any instructions?”

“I just wanted to see you, that’s all.

The army is full of men, usually, apart from chatting with Agatha, it’s hard to find a female friend to talk to.

Unfortunately, I tried to find you several times in Fenlidun before, but never once encountered you.”

Ines smiled at her, “I heard of your fame in the alliance, I’ve long wanted to witness the Valkyrie who the Kantadar people admire …

The Lioness of Orland, that’s quite a resounding nickname.”

Olivia felt her face heat slightly upon hearing the nickname she found somewhat embarrassing from the other party.

“Please don’t make fun of me, Your Highness.

I’m just a country girl good at fighting and don’t dare to claim to represent Orland.”

“…

You’re as modest as your fiancé.” Ines shook her fan in amazement, “But your renown is not my doing.

To make enemy nations bestow you with such a mighty name, Miss Olivia, is the highest praise.

Besides, don’t you also possess the noble blood of the royal family?

Certainly not a country girl.”

Olivia’s small face froze.

Ines smiled and continued, “I heard your cousin is a prince of Villania.

I’m really curious about your family history.

Orland is at the far west of the continent.

Although I don’t know the location of Villania, it must be thousands of miles from here.

I truly wonder how your mother came to the Western Continent.”

Realizing that what the other was referring to was this “royal bloodline,” Olivia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m sorry, Your Highness, I grew up in Selva, and my father was just an ordinary blacksmith.

Although my mother came fleeing from Villania, if Kovis hadn’t found Selva by the message she left behind, I might have forever remained ignorant.”

Olivia explained with the narrative she had prepared.

Ines nodded and sighed, “…

Never mind, it’s actually better if you don’t know.

Since Villania has been invaded by the legendary Wizard Empire, your mother must have gone through a compassionate ordeal fleeing such a great distance.”

“Hmm…” Thinking of her mother, Olivia’s eyes dimmed.

Seeing her companion’s despondent expression, Ines gently closed her fan, bowing slightly, “I misspoke.”

“Let’s discuss something lighter.” She said, closing one of her eyes, curiously tapping her brow lightly with her fan tip, “Last time I saw your eyes were green; why are they golden now?

I heard magicians have their eye color changed by magical power.

Have you, like Lord Leon, learned magic?”

Olivia rallied her spirits, continuing to obfuscate, “Yes, Kovis is teaching me, but I’m quite slow and untalented.

To this day, only my eyes have been affected by magical power.”

After speaking, Olivia calmed her mind, and the golden color in her eyes, identical to Kovis’, gradually faded away.

No choice, as this princess had silently made her way to Selva, having already met completely unguarded.

If she asked again in person, she could only explain it this way.

Fortunately, Ines’s face, which had moved closer, was filled with curiosity and showed no suspicion.

Ines retracted her gaze, leaning back into her chair and regaining her composure, expressing sincere admiration.

“You truly make me envious, Miss Olivia.”

“Envious?” Olivia was a bit puzzled.

“Indeed,” Ines turned her gaze to the knight armor piled beside the bed and the long sword leaning against the wall in the room.

“Envious of your martial arts stronger than men…

your ability to harness that wondrous magic…

envious of your freedom to choose your own life…”

Ines paused her sighing at this point.

…

Unlike myself, born to be nothing more than a tool in my father’s hand to be bargained for…

Composing herself again, Ines looked at Olivia, whose expression became awkward from her heartfelt words.

Feeling the atmosphere becoming a bit stiff, Ines adjusted her fan playfully, looking at Olivia’s coiffure with a jest, “Of course, the most envious thing would be your ability to pick an enviable, excellent husband.”

Olivia’s cheeks reddened, instinctively pressing her fingers down, but it was the one thing she didn’t want to refute.

“You, Your Highness, are of esteemed status and so beautiful, surely you have many excellent suitors.” Olivia sweetly flattered, feeling content.