Seeing the noble teenager coming this way, Sophie**'s mood became visibly a little tense, and Freya, who was standing beside her, could almost hear her ragged breathing.

　　Freya looked back and forth at the two, consciously wanting to take a step back so as to give them space to talk before planning to quietly leave the place.

　　But to her surprise, the noble teenager didn't even look at Sofia, but came directly to her.

　　"Miss Freya remember, I'm your classmate in the language department, Thomas. William, just call me Thomas." The aristocratic teenager introduced himself with an evil smile, but his smile seemed to be a deliberate imitation of whoever it was that didn't match his normal face at all, it looked weird.

　　‘Hello, can I help you?’

　　Freya looked at Thomas with a slight frown, the feeling of floating chi in her chest needed to keep her consuming her mind to control it, so it was a little hard to be patient with Thomas's sudden overtures to come forward.

　　Moreover, she had maintained an air of being uninviting in the academy until now, and now that someone suddenly came over and it was someone she didn't have much of an impression of, it was inevitable that she felt a bit scheming about something.

　　"It's like this... Aisen of the Fighting Department, Aisen. Drew is my cousin, and he has a letter he wants me to give to you."

　　As if he hadn't expected Freya's icy tone, Thomas froze slightly, and the smile on his face couldn't hang on a bit.

　　And Sophia, who was standing on the side, didn't feel embarrassed about Thomas directly ignoring her, instead, she was in a frothing state of nervousness and excitement from the time Thomas entered the library, her blushing eyes looking at Thomas without blinking.

　　‘Hmm?’ Freya watched as he pulled an envelope from his belt and handed it to her.

　　The envelope was white with a drawing of hearts, large and small, depicted with a feather quill, and a faint floral scent wafted from it.

　　Freya took the envelope and gently pinched it, it felt like a very thick layer of paper, and by touch it seemed like there was something else inside.

　　Seeing Freya's face calmly accepting the envelope, Thomas gently let out a breath as if he had done something remarkable, but then his heart lifted up again, because Freya just casually looked at it, and without even opening it, she shoved the envelope back into his hand.

　　‘I'm sorry, I have things to do, another time.’ A light tone.

　　A simple retort with no room for manoeuvre.

　　Freya glanced to the side at Sophia, who was still in a state of bewilderment, shook her head, and walked straight around Thomas, leaving the library.

　　Edson. Drew, from the time he came to the academy this name has been spreading like wildfire amongst the new students, is the new rising figure of the Dragon Academy, his own identity is the second son of Grand Duke Rudin, it seems to be because he made some serious mistakes and was exiled here, a sort of confinement existence, but no matter what, his identity is a heavyweight existence here, some people say that when he enrolled in the academy, the academy headmaster, who has always been out of the blue, also came out to meet him specifically. came out to greet him.

　　For all that, Freya had never even seen him in person, let alone anything else, she just didn't expect that this man of the hour would actually write to her, and apparently it was a love letter, which was unbelievable.

　　However, at her true age of close to thirty, she didn't give a damn about such tricks.

　　Thomas stared blankly at the letter in his hand and froze, then scratched his head in distress.

　　He had been secretly following Freya for the past few days, learning about her daily schedule, and it had been hard for him to work up the courage to come forward today.

　　Moreover, he had patted himself on the back for Aisen's mandate, but he just didn't expect Freya to reject it outright...

　　‘Tough one...’ he blinked seeing Freya's completely disappearing back, frowning as he put the envelope back into his belt pouch.

　　Just as he was about to go back, Sophia, who was standing next to him, seemed to suddenly snap out of her daffy state and grabbed Thomas by the wrist.

　　‘Uh......’ steeply grabbed by a huge force, Thomas felt that his hand was about to break, and when he turned his head to see what was going on, a miserable, white, ghastly man's face suddenly came into his eyes.

　　"You...hello! Thomas-san...first time...I'm Sophia! I like you!!!"

　　For what happened later in the library, Freya didn't know and didn't want to know.

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　　Quickly returning to her dormitory at the speed of a peak knight, she closed the door.

　　Taking a deep breath in, then slowly exhaling, letting the whole person slowly enter a state of relaxation.

　　After a long time, she secretly sighed in relief after feeling the slightly agitated chi sensation in her chest return to calm.

　　The restlessness of the qi sensation was becoming more and more frequent, and it had slowly been unable to withstand the slightest stimulation, if she had walked so many minutes later when she was in the library, perhaps it would have exploded out by now.

　　‘Seems like an underestimation of how classified magical items are.’ She sat on her bed, thinking darkly about the blankness that had been erased.

　　More than ten days in the library, although she had already touched the clues, today had completely cut her off from searching for clues in there.

　　Most of the books in the library were unusual things...otherwise it wouldn't have been so loosely managed, allowing students to come and go as they pleased.

　　‘The information on magical items nor wizards has been confirmed to exist, but it may specifically be in the hands of some great nobles or powerful people...if one wants to get it...it's not normally difficult.’ Freya frowned slightly.

　　Suddenly, she abruptly recalled those inexplicable words that the librarian had said to her when she first entered the library in the afternoon.

　　Associated with that old man's somewhat kindly attitude towards her in the underworld, her slightly narrowed eyes flickered.

　　‘This could be a breakthrough...’

　　In a boys‘ dormitory building far away from the girls’ dormitory, in a room that was several times more luxurious than any of the other dormitories, several boys dressed in aristocratic style clothes were gathered around playing a board game called Quidditch.

　　Playing against each other were two teenagers who appeared to be fifteen or sixteen years old.

　　One was showing a distressed look at the board, while the other had a relaxed look on his face.

　　After a long time, the distressed looking teenager threw the pieces in his hand and looked at the opposite teenager with some compliments.

　　‘Worthy of being Cousin Aisen, both his sword and chess skills are so superior.’

　　‘Haha, don't say that, you're not bad either, when the time comes I'll mention to father about the ownership of your piece of shop.’ Aisen put away the chess pieces with satisfaction, whether what the other party said was true or not, he enjoyed the other party's attitude towards him.

　　That losing teenager's face became even more complimentary when he heard Aisen's words, suddenly, he thought of something and asked.

　　"By the way, Cousin Aisen, say, why are you interested in the big ice cube from the language department? Although that woman is pretty yes but..."

　　‘What do you know?’ Eisen laughed as he took the rare initiative to tidy up the chess pieces and said, ‘Don't you think a woman like that has flavour? I've seen all sorts of women in the Imperial Capital, and what I like most is melting ice~"

　　"Erm...Cousin Aisen's taste is really high...why didn't I think of that...I don't know if that Thomas kid has handed the letter to that woman yet...that's the one I've been writing for the whole night before I can rush it out... "

　　"You wrote all night! I drew the pattern on the envelope myself! And I stole the flower-scented ink that my father used to write love letters! Do you know how terrible the consequences would be if you were found out!?" Another teenager slapped the back of the man's head and screamed.

　　"That's just it! Or I found the envelope!"

　　‘And me, and me!’

　　Eisen smirked as he watched the others in the room bicker, the illusion that he had always been above the crowd slowly rising in his mind.

　　‘No matter how father treats himself, as long as he's his son, then whether it's confinement or whatever, there will always be this group of people piling up around him for his disposal.’

　　‘’Ka-ching.‘’

　　The sound of the door opening silenced the group of guys immediately and they looked towards the door.

　　A stupefied Thomas walked in, the left side of his face had a large red lip imprinted on it at some point, as if it was blood.

　　The crowd froze at the sight of him looking as if he had lost his mind.

　　Edson, who was sitting at the far end of the room, looked him up and down and said with some surprise.

　　"Thomas, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

　　As if awakened by Aisen's words, Thomas's dull eyes moved slightly, and a hint of tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

　　‘Cousin Eisen...I...I'm in love...’