‘......’
Freya was speechless, there was no mistaking that the most recent of those historical sources she had seen were three hundred years old, and some of them were vague enough to not really confirm.
However, with what she had learnt about the old man in half a year, equal benefits would require equal payouts.
Since Hegel had thrown out such a huge ‘benefit’ then what was required of her...?
Seeing the young girl's questioning gaze, Hegel also guessed what she was wondering in her heart, only he smiled slightly and praised.
‘Not bad reasoning... although I am not an official sorcerer now, I still hold some permissions in my hands, originally I thought I would never be able to use them in my lifetime, but I didn't expect to actually meet you in my last few years, I have to say it's really lucky.’
‘Not an official wizard now?’ Quickly grasping the details of this sentence, it made her frown.
‘But, I'm still not thinking about whether or not to go to that legendary sorcerer's academy...’
At the young girl's words, Hegel waved his hand and said with some emotion.
‘I didn't ask you to think about it right now, and the path of a sorcerer isn't something you can just take whenever you want to... it not only requires perseverance or talent, but also facing endless loneliness and despair... the hardship involved is not something you can imagine.’
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Freya, his originally pale face seeming to have aged a lot more.
Hegel's calm tone moved Freya's heart a little, but she thought about it and said.
"...Can you give me some time to think about it? I need to think about it carefully."
‘Alright...I'll give you a day to think about it.’ Hegel looked at the young girl's contemplative face and smiled, after all, everyone had countless attachments in their hearts that needed to be treated carefully.
He took the book that had been sitting on the round table and pushed it in front of Freya.
‘Take this book, and whatever you decide, please let me know tomorrow.’
Looking at the book on the table, she turned it over so that the book was facing upwards, and the title in hot gold caused her heart to jolt.
‘This is...’
‘Heh, this is something I once found in the ruins of a battlefield, perhaps it will be of some use to you now.’
Ignoring the old man's words, as her attention was now fully gathered on the top of this book.
The Final Chapter of the Stabbing Sword - Leonardo. The Fleischers'
Unable to wait, she turned the first page and the familiar script was presented to her.
‘’Compared to other sword arts, the stabbing sword is more flexible and agile, while the only flaw is strength, but with my ten years of research and practice finally smoothing out this only shortcoming, I will prove that on the path of the stabbing sword, I will go farther ......‘’
The huge waves inside didn't surface on her face, she only read the first sentence before she directly closed the book, her gaze pointed straight at the smiling old man.
‘Both the legendary wizard academy and the value of this book are priceless to me, just with the “equal exchange” that you believe in your life, what do I need to do to get it in exchange?’
Even with strong willpower, her heart trembled a little.
Facing Freya's slightly questioning tone, Hegel put away his smile, and after a long time, he sighed and said.
‘’Equivalent exchange' is not about equal benefits, but rather it depends on what the two people exchanging need... and the “price” I need you to deliver can only wait until tomorrow when your decision can be tell you, let's consider this book as the bargaining chip I paid first."
‘Okay...’ She nodded softly and stood up.
These things today meant a great deal to her, and were something to be considered carefully.
The feeling of air in her chest had returned completely to normal, and she understood that the effects of the medicine had passed. And as for the book in her hands, she wanted to go back to her dormitory immediately now.
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‘I'll go back first, I'll give you an answer tomorrow!’
‘Hmm.’
Knowing her urgent mood, Hegel waved his hand and stopped talking.
Exhaling softly, Freya turned around and left the library with an inexplicable mood.
The old man who had been sitting on the sofa, expressionless, gently nodded the vice of the sofa, his gaze flatly watching Freya leave completely.
‘Liza ah did not expect ...... hope...tonight you do not let me down ah.’ A soft murmur echoed through the modest room.
Holding books in her hands Freya returned to her dormitory almost as fast as she could.
Looking at the familiar dormitory door, she took out her key and quickly unlocked it.
‘’Ka-ching‘’
The moment the door opened, a white envelope caught in the doorway fell down.
She bent down to pick it up and looked at the address it was sent from, it was from the Bode Manor on Mason Street in Dragon Harbour.
'To my dear daughter Freya. Grimm, happy fifteenth birthday.'
I didn't realise it was a letter from the Baron to her.
Squeezing the envelope, in addition to the paper it felt like there was a foursquare inside.
Gently closing the door, she placed the book on the desk.
The letter from the Baron quieted her otherwise agitated mood a little.
She sat down on the bed, tore open the envelope, and read it carefully.
The letter was only three thin pages, and she read it quickly.
Most of the heart described the Baron's development in the Gargoyle Harbour, and a small portion was about his attachment to Freya and his birthday wishes.
In these six months, the Baron really did follow the previously envisaged and those close friends to form a mercenary group named after her, to take on all kinds of tasks to maintain their livelihood, although the mercenary group only has more than twenty people, but because of the Baron and Howard's strong strength, also in the mercenary world to break into a good name, the money earned also bought a set of manor, the days are not bad.
And because of his own knight peak strength, the baron also mentioned in the letter and the good relationship between the head of Mason Street, intentionally want to let Eric join the defence team to practice.
Freya smiled as she finished reading the letter in her hand, although the Baron only said about the good things, she could also imagine the initial hardships involved, but all in all, it was moving in a good direction.
‘I can't believe I'm fifteen years old without realising it, I didn't think my father would remember my birthday.’ With a slight emotion in her heart, she pulled out a golden card from the envelope with the amount of one thousand gold coins marked on it, which was the money that the Baron had specially sent over for fear that she would be frugal at the academy.
With the current situation, even if she didn't go to the Imperial Academy, it wouldn't have much effect on the current Baron.
After thinking about it, she put the letter and the gold card back into the envelope and put it into her suitcase for safekeeping.
After gathering her thoughts, she then picked up the red book on her desk and read it carefully.
The book was much thicker than what she had seen so long ago, and the handwriting had changed slightly, becoming more solid and light.
Although she had some superb mental memory skills, she still looked at it carefully, word by word, for fear of missing something.
"It seems that the method I envisioned before was completely correct, only that the author has improved the attacking style and pace of the thrusting sword for this method...in order to seek the maximum explosive power and speed to form a power stack ...... This kind of sword art has already far exceeded the range of the Knight grade ...However, although this method is feasible...it is extremely demanding on the body and must be done in a state of fully exploding chi sense..."
As she turned the pages, her originally stretched brows gradually furrowed, and her azure eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.
The sky outside the dormitory also slowly darkened during her thoughts.