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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 115: Fina (2)

Chapter 115: Fina (2)

“Sorry,‍‍ Dereck. I inquired,⁠⁠ focusing on Count‌⁠ Elvester’s side after⁠‌‍ hearing your request,‌‌ but I couldn’t⁠⁠‍ find a master‍⁠‌ who could teach​ you 4-star magic.”​⁠

“Don’t‌​ be too discouraged​‍ and try to‌‌ reach new heights‌​‍ through your own​⁠‍ contemplation of the‍ world of magic.⁠ I am an‌​ insufficient master, so⁠​⁠ it seems difficult‌‍‌ for me to​⁠ help you further.”‌

“Always⁠⁠‌ take care of⁠ your health, and​‍​ I wish you⁠ constant happiness. – Katia Flameheart”

***‌‌

“Now,⁠‌‍ the breathing technique‍ is important. Inhale-exhale,‌‍‌ inhale-exhale, inhale-exhale. Follow‌⁠ me. Inhale-exhale.”

“…inhale…‌‍​ exhale…”

“If​⁠ you do it​ like that, it⁠ will be even‍ harder. Even if​ you are short⁠‍⁠ of breath now,​ keep the breathing‌ technique. In the⁠ long run, it​ will help you‍ conserve energy for‍ longer. Come on,‍ inhale-exhale.”

What​ is a holiday?‍ It means a day off.

Even‍ though it was⁠ a day without​​​ classes at the⁠‍‍ Ravenclaw Training Center,‍ Fina couldn’t understand​⁠ why she had​‌ to run up⁠‍‍ the hill behind​‍ the mansion, alongside​​​ Dereck.

The‍‌⁠ path itself felt‍ like a gentle‍⁠⁠ trail, but running​​⁠ for so long​ with her small‌ body was extremely​ difficult.

As‌⁠⁠ always, Dereck spoke‍ to her with‌⁠ a refreshing expression.​‌⁠

“How‍ is it?”

“It’s…⁠​‌ it’s hard…”

“Yes,‍⁠⁠ it’s hard.”

“…”​​‍

Is‌ he crazy?

Those​‍⁠ kinds of thoughts​⁠⁠ crossed her mind,‌‌ but she couldn’t​⁠⁠ say them out​ loud.

At‍⁠ least until she‍ found a clue⁠ about the advanced‌​ necromancy she was​ researching, it was‌ not convenient to‍ attract public attention.‌​⁠

Although⁠ Fina was overwhelmingly​⁠‌ superior to Dereck‍‍ in terms of‍ power, she couldn’t‍ harm him for⁠⁠ that reason.

However,​ whether conscious of​⁠ Fina’s suffering or‍ not, Dereck spoke‍ brightly with a clear voice.

“That‍ feeling of difficulty‍ is important, Lady‍ Fina. Humans grow​‌ through adversity, so‌​ it is good‌​‌ to enjoy that‍​‌ feeling.”

“Enjoy​​ the difficulty… what⁠⁠ kind of nonsense⁠ is that…?”

“Ah,‌‍ no complaining.”

“But…‍‌ even so… your⁠‍⁠ words… don’t make⁠​⁠ sense… huff… huff…”‍

“Inhale-exhale,‌ Lady Fina.”

“Sniff…⁠‌‍ sniff… Cough! Cough!”⁠

After​‍ completing the basic⁠ physical training, Dereck​ finally allowed a moment of rest‌ only upon reaching‍‌ the heart of⁠ the quiet forest.⁠

The‍​‌ forest, in the‌ early afternoon, was‍​ a place full⁠ of life.

As⁠‌ she leaned against‍‌‌ a rock, gasping,​ she could hear‌‍ the sounds of‌‌​ animals moving among​ the bushes and⁠‍‍ the whisper of‍ the leaves.

The‍‌ chirping of sparrows⁠‍‌ echoed among the⁠⁠ trees, and Dereck‍‌ began stretching his⁠ body on the‌⁠ other side of⁠ the rock.

“For‍‌‌ a warm-up, that​​​ was pretty good.”⁠

“A-a‌ warm-up…?”

“Weren’t​‌⁠ we coming today​⁠ for a magic​⁠ lesson?”

“…”‍⁠

Dereck​ changed strategies.

He‍ thought that if⁠‍⁠ he scolded and​ criticized Fina over​⁠ and over like‌ a madman, she⁠ would eventually get‍ fed up and​ leave on her​​ own.

However,​ Fina’s mental fortitude,​‍‌ determined to completely‌ hide from the‍⁠⁠ public eye, was‌​ stronger than he‌‍ had anticipated.

After⁠ living hidden in‍⁠ that way so⁠ many times, it‌⁠⁠ was no wonder‌‌ she became skilled‌​​ at it.

Realizing⁠⁠‌ that this approach‍ would lead nowhere,​‍​ Dereck had no​⁠‌ choice but to​ devise a new⁠ strategy.

If⁠ expulsion was not​‍ an option, then‍‍⁠ graduation would suffice.‌‍

“In‍ fact, I have‌‌​ observed Lady Fina’s‍​ eyes several times⁠‌ during classes.”

“Your​ eyes…?”

“Lady‍‌‌ Fina is diligent‍⁠ in everything she⁠‍‍ does and seems‌‌‌ to devote much⁠ time to mastering​‍​ magic. Other young​​‌ women who study‍‍​ with you often⁠ praise you, saying⁠‌ that you are‌​ very dedicated and‍​⁠ that they have​ much to learn‍‌‍ from you.”

“Huff…⁠‌‍ huff… T-thank you‌‍ for the compliments.⁠ I was just‍⁠ doing what I had to…”

“But…!‍‍ I have seen‍‌⁠ the true nature‌ of Lady Fina.”‍

The‍‌ most renowned magic‍​ master of Ebelstein.​

Fina​‌ couldn’t help but⁠‌​ wonder if that​‌​ reputation was undeserved‍‍ as she looked⁠​⁠ at Dereck.

“Lady⁠‌‍ Fina is hiding​ her true abilities.”‍

At​‍ that, Fina’s fingers⁠‌ trembled slightly, and⁠‌ a chill ran⁠ through her gaze.⁠⁠⁠

He⁠ had hit the​‌ mark.

If‌ Dereck had really⁠‍ noticed Fina’s true‍ identity, then many​‌​ assumptions wavered from​‌‌ that point.

Fina​⁠ rarely left alive‍​ those who discovered⁠⁠ her identity. In⁠⁠‌ this era, a master of necromancy‌⁠ was treated the​ same as a criminal who should​‍ be executed immediately.‌‍

“Hiding‍​ my abilities…? What⁠‌ do you mean‌​ by that?”

“Even​‌‌ if you speak​​‌ calmly, I have⁠⁠‌ already noticed everything.‍​ The bored look‍⁠​ in your eyes‌‍‍ during classes, the‌ kind smile you⁠ show everyone, but‌ with an emptiness‌​ hidden beneath it—I‍⁠​ have felt it​‍‍ all.”

“…”‍

“There‌‌ is a naturalness‌ in the way‌‌ you handle magic‌ during training, something‌‍⁠ only veterans possess.⁠ I wonder if⁠⁠ Lady Fina is‍ aware of that.”⁠​​

His‌ tone was somewhat​ theatrical and pompous,⁠ but he had⁠⁠‍ certainly struck home.​⁠

Fina‍​ was someone who‍ found it difficult​ to take deep⁠ interest in worldly‍​‍ matters, even in​ trivial conversations. Although‍⁠‌ she currently pretended​‍​ to be the‌‌ naïve daughter of​​‌ a rural baron‌​​ out of necessity,⁠‍⁠ she could not‌ erase the emptiness⁠‍‍ ingrained within her.⁠‍‍

However,​ she was surprised‌ that this man⁠⁠​ had noticed it.⁠‌

She‍⁠​ had considered him‍‌⁠ frivolous, meddlesome, and‌‍ old-fashioned in his‍ way of thinking,‌​ but he had‌⁠ an unexpectedly perceptive​⁠ side.

“In⁠‍​ fact, it is‍ not unusual for⁠​ young noblewomen to‌ hide their abilities.‍​ Some do not‌ want to reveal⁠‌ their exceptional talents⁠ due to family‌‍ internal circumstances.”

In​ reality, Denise had⁠‍ hidden for years​​ the fact that⁠‍ she was a second-class exploration mage.⁠​‌

From‍‌ Dereck’s perspective, he⁠‍⁠ was not lying.‍​​

“So,​ I will not⁠‌ ask why Lady⁠ Fina is hiding‍⁠ her abilities. However,‌​ isn’t it a shame? You came‌⁠ all the way⁠ to Ravenclaw territory,‍‌​ and it is‌⁠‌ a waste to⁠⁠‍ simply pass the​‍‌ time.”

“…”‍

“That’s⁠‍‌ why I will‍‌​ teach you higher-level‌‌‍ magic.”

At​⁠⁠ those words, Fina​‍ sneered inwardly.

Indeed,‌⁠⁠ this man had‌ noticed that she‌ was hiding her​ abilities. His insight​ was admirable.

But​‍ he still thought‍ she was only‌‌​ a second-class mage.⁠‍⁠ That was natural.‌

It‍ was too unrealistic​⁠ to imagine that⁠ the only daughter‌ of a rural‍ barony family, whose‍ name was barely⁠ known, was in‍‌​ fact a 6-star‍ necromancer.

The​⁠⁠ most reasonable assumption⁠​‍ was that she​​ was a girl‌‌ who had reached​ the level of‍⁠‍ second-class.

‘It‌‍ seems he has⁠‌ not discovered my⁠⁠ true identity.’

There​ was no need‍‌ to cause a commotion by using⁠ her power. As‍‌‌ Fina took a deep breath and‌ leaned against the⁠⁠⁠ rock, Dereck pulled‍⁠​ out the staff‍ strapped to his‍⁠ back and manifested‌‌‍ his magic.

The‍ entire area of‍‍ the forest, covered​ with vegetation emanating⁠​ life energy, froze‍‍‍ completely.

***⁠

In​‌ life, there are‍⁠‍ moments when one‍⁠‍ comes across extraordinary‍ people.

It‌ is not just‍​⁠ about talent or⁠​​ early achievements. Those​‍⁠ who fit the‌⁠ description of “extraordinary”​ usually give the​​ impression of being,‌‍​ in essence, different​ as human beings.‍‍‌

Having⁠‍​ lived a long‍​‌ life, Fina had​⁠‍ crossed paths with‌‌ all kinds of⁠ people, including many​​ mages considered exceptional.⁠‌​

In⁠⁠​ particular, she was⁠ the only one‍‍‌ who had met‍​ almost every known⁠​ six-star mage, including‍ those who were​‍​ already dead or​‌⁠ missing.

Sometimes⁠ they were individuals‍⁠‌ who had already‌‌​ fully developed and‌​ dominated the world,‍‍ sometimes they were⁠ growing talents who​ had yet to‍‌⁠ shine, and other‌‍‍ times they were⁠⁠⁠ children who could‍ not even read.‍‌‍

However,‍ regardless of age,‌ the raw material‍‌ of mages destined⁠‍​ to dominate the‌​ world was different​‌‌ from the beginning.⁠⁠

Melverot⁠⁠ learned fourth-class magic​‍​ shortly after his‍‍‍ coming-of-age ceremony.

Drest,⁠ born a commoner,‌ reached the rank⁠‍‍ of high-level mage‌ without anyone’s help.​​

Kohella‍‌ reached the fifth‌ star before turning‍ thirty, and the⁠ following year created‌ a fifth-rank magical‍​ weapon.

Being​ extraordinary is something‍‌‍ like that. It‍ goes beyond being​ superior—it must be⁠‍ incomparable.

There‌ is no sense​ in distinguishing between‍ first and second⁠​‌ place. If one‌​‍ is truly extraordinary,‍⁠‍ they must run‌ so far ahead‌ that the second‍⁠ place cannot even‍ be seen.

Only⁠⁠‍ people like that⁠‍‌ can advance to‌​ the level of⁠⁠‍ five stars or‍ higher.

Fwoosh!‌​‍

Crack!⁠

And‌⁠ the young man‍ before her, who‌​ seemed to have​ just reached adulthood,‍‌ was already casting‍‍‍ a fully mature⁠​‍ third-level magic without‍‍​ blinking.

With⁠ the third-level combat⁠‍⁠ magic “Freezing,” he‌‍ had frozen all‌ the trees in⁠⁠ the area, bringing⁠ winter to the⁠​‌ forest ahead of⁠⁠​ time.

A scene that created‌ the illusion of​‍ a change in​ season.

The⁠‍ level of magic⁠‌ that this young‌⁠‌ man, without a single wrinkle on‍⁠‌ his face, could‍‍ employ was by​​ no means something‍​ an ordinary youth‍⁠ could perform.

As​ she observed his⁠ demonstration, Fina narrowed⁠‍ her eyes.

‘Using​⁠ third-level magic at‌ this age?’

Fina​⁠ shook her head,‌​‌ crossing her arms.‍‌‌

‘He’s‍ not just a charlatan…’

After​⁠​ being tormented by‌ Dereck’s meddling for‌‌ several days, Fina’s⁠‍‌ internal evaluation of‌‌⁠ him was already⁠‌​ at rock bottom.⁠​

He‌‍ was sincere about‍ magic, but he⁠ talked too much⁠ and was annoying‌⁠⁠ with his unnecessary​‍ ramblings.

However,⁠ she had no‍‍⁠ choice but to‍‌‍ acknowledge Dereck’s magical‌⁠ ability.

‘It’s‌‌ not just an⁠ imitation of third-level‌⁠ magic. He already‌ wields it skillfully…‌ he is a true third-level mage.’‌​

Of‍⁠‌ course, Fina had‍‌ sensed that Dereck⁠‌‍ was not an‌‌‌ ordinary person.

For‍​​ a mercenary from​‍⁠ the slums to‌⁠ be recognized in⁠​ the cold aristocratic⁠‍ circles, he had​​ to have solid‌​⁠ abilities.

But⁠‍ Dereck’s magical level‍‍ went beyond good—it‍ had reached a degree that could⁠⁠⁠ be called extraordinary.⁠‍⁠

‘Wasn’t‍⁠‍ it at this⁠​ age when Melverot‍‍ mastered fourth-level magic?​⁠ He’s almost at‍‌ that level.’

Fina‍​⁠ looked at Dereck,​ who was calmly⁠⁠ brushing the dust⁠​ off his neck,‍‌‌ with a serious‍‍ expression.

The⁠ arrogant aristocrats of⁠‌​ the center seemed⁠⁠‍ not to notice,​ but at this​ level, one could⁠​‌ say a new‌⁠⁠ force was emerging⁠ on the fringes‍​ of the continent.​

Considering‍ Dereck’s potential, it⁠‌ would not be‍ surprising if one‌ day he wielded‍ influence comparable to‍‌‍ Melverot’s.

Though‌‍ his power was‍​ still weak and‌​ had not yet​ been seriously monitored,‍‍⁠ if he began⁠‍ to take interest‍​ in politics or⁠​⁠ power struggles, the‍‍​ situation would completely⁠‌ change.

That‍ man is now​‌‌ at his lowest⁠⁠​ point.

Although​ she was convinced‍‍‍ of that, in⁠ truth, it was‍​‌ another matter entirely.‌

“The⁠⁠​ third-level combat magic​‌ Freezing that I just showed you​‌​ is useful for​‌‌ stopping approaching enemies‌‌‌ and buying time​⁠‍ for chants. Though‍​ it may lack‌ the elegance of‌ orthodox theories, its⁠ practicality is truly⁠‌ excellent.”

“Amazing.​​ As expected, Sir‍​ Dereck’s magical skills‍ are formidable.”

Fina‌⁠ pretended to praise‌⁠‌ him with a cunning smile.

However,⁠‍‌ she had already‌‌​ reached the level​⁠ of six stars​⁠ in necromancy, and‍‍⁠ in other types⁠ of magic she​​ was between the⁠‌​ fourth and fifth⁠‌⁠ star.

The​‍ level of magic​ Dereck used was⁠ something Fina could‍⁠ easily master with⁠⁠​ a bit of​​‍ practice.

“If⁠‍ you only admire,⁠‍⁠ it will be‌⁠ difficult. I am‌‍ sure that Lady‌‌ Fina will be‍‌​ able to use​‍‌ this level of‍ magic before leaving‍‍ the training center.”‍

“Yes,⁠‌ yes? Well… how‌ could I use​ that level of‍‌ magic in just‌ half a year?”⁠‌

“I⁠⁠ believe it is​​ possible. Is there‌‍​ anything that cannot‍ be achieved with‍ determination?”

Dereck‍⁠​ spoke to Fina‌‌ with a serious⁠‌⁠ look.

Fina⁠ thought he was‍‌​ joking with something​‌ boring. In this‌‍​ era, even manifesting‌⁠ one-star magic before⁠‍ the coming-of-age ceremony​‌ was already considered⁠​ a great talent.‍‌‍

That⁠‌ a girl who‌⁠ had not even​​‌ formally debuted in⁠‍​ society could wield⁠ three-star magic was‌‍ an anomaly that​‍‍ would attract everyone’s‌ attention.

The​‍ number of people⁠‌‌ who manifested three-star‍‌ magic before coming⁠‌ of age could‌ be counted on‌⁠‍ one hand, even⁠ searching the entire⁠‌ continent, not just‌ in Ebelstein.

In‍‌​ the southwestern part⁠‌‍ of the continent,⁠‌ there was only‌⁠​ one lady—Siern.

Dereck‌ surely knew that,​‌⁠ and yet he⁠⁠​ looked at Fina‍‍⁠ with unshakable confidence.⁠‍‌

It‌ made her curious​‌​ where that confidence‌‍‌ came from.

Confidence.⁠

Speaking‌ of confidence, a great mage who⁠‌‍ had risen to⁠‍ the rank of​‍ hero with nothing‌ but that came​ to her mind.‍

The‍​ six-star combat mage,‌‍ Kalimford.

Even⁠ near fifty years​⁠ old, he smiled‍‍ like a child⁠‍ while casting magic.⁠

It‌⁠ was said that‌ his youth as‌ a combat mage‍ had been just​‌‍ like that.

He​ thought only of​⁠‌ magic, indifferent to​‍​ everything else.

It‌⁠‌ was the most‌​‌ important trait shared​‌ by extraordinary mages.‌

Fina’s​‍ face, which had⁠‍⁠ been showing the⁠‍ expression of a naïve country girl,‌​ began to harden⁠‍ little by little.‌⁠

Finally,‍‌‌ she narrowed her‌ eyes with a piercing gaze, straightened⁠⁠ her back, and‌ spoke.

“Sir‍ Dereck.”

“Yes.”⁠‍‌

“Sir‍ Dereck… you are‍ already a fully‍ formed three-star mage.”‌‌⁠

Her‌‌⁠ tone had lost‌ all its liveliness.‌​⁠

A heavy sensation, as⁠‍‌ if descending into‌ a deep pit.​​​ It felt as​ if the immortal⁠ necromancer, tempered by​⁠ time, was peeking‌ out—a chill swept‍ through the forest.​

A coldness, as if​‌​ a vengeful spirit​‍‍ resided in her​ light purple eyes.⁠

She⁠ looked silently at‌‍​ Dereck and said.‌

“Do‍‍​ you want to‌ become a four-star‍‌⁠ mage?”

Dereck⁠ frowned for a moment.

He​⁠‌ did not expect⁠⁠⁠ Fina to ask‌‌​ that question so‌​‍ suddenly.

It‌​‌ was the first⁠​ time Dereck, who​⁠⁠ had struggled with‍⁠ everything related to‍‍ Fina, fell into‌‌ deep reflection.

Finally,‌‍​ he nodded.

“Isn’t​​ it obvious? Every‍‍‍ mage dreams of‌‌ surpassing themselves.”

“The‍ four-star rank is​⁠‍ completely different from⁠‌‍ the previous hierarchies.‌​ One must be‌‍‌ able to implement‍‍⁠ magic on their‍ own and wield‌‍ magical power infused‍‌ with their own‍​‍ attributes.”

Up⁠ to the three-star⁠‌⁠ rank, one walks‍ along paths already‌‍ explored. But from⁠ the four-star rank⁠‍ onward, one must‌​ expand and develop​⁠ their own understanding‍ of magic.

The⁠⁠‍ method is extremely‌‍ difficult, so it⁠‌‌ is common to‍‍⁠ receive guidance from‌ a high-ranking mage.‌⁠ Having such a mentor is also⁠⁠‍ a blessing.

Even​‍ those born with‍​​ excellent lineage cannot‍​ be certain of‌⁠ reaching that level‍​‌ before dying.

For⁠⁠​ a vagabond from‌‌‍ the slums, reaching‍ that level is‌ more than difficult—it‌​‍ is practically impossible.‍

And⁠ yet, she knew​‍ that there were​‌ those who had⁠ achieved it. The⁠ wandering ghost of‌​‌ the continent, Drest​‍ Wolftail.

This⁠⁠‌ man seemed to‍ possess Kalimford’s confidence⁠‍ and certainty, Melverot’s‍ passion for magic,⁠⁠ and Drest’s strength‌‍​ to overcome adversity.‍‍

In‍‌‌ terms of potential,⁠‍⁠ he already seemed​‌‌ complete.

“By‍ repeating such feats,‌​⁠ how far do⁠‌‍ you intend to⁠‍‌ go?”

“Of⁠ course, to the‍⁠​ top.”

The⁠ highest level a human can reach.⁠⁠ The six-star rank.‌‍

Could‍ it be that​​‍ he intends to‌ reach that level,‍​​ which only four⁠‌‍ people in this​ vast continent have​ attained? The ragged⁠ beggar from the⁠​ slums who used​​ to gaze at⁠​‍ the stars in‍⁠​ the sky.

But​‌⁠ in reality, he⁠ had climbed and​​ climbed until he‌ became a territorial‌‍‍ noble.

He⁠‌‌ was not just⁠⁠⁠ speaking of ideals—he‍ was silently climbing‍ that mountain.

“Haha…‌ I see. Sir‍‍ Dereck, are you‌​ really trying to​‌ become a six-star​ mage?”

“…Huh?”⁠‌

“You⁠ just said it.⁠⁠ You are aiming​⁠‍ for the top.”‍

“Yes.​⁠ I just said‌ it.”

Dereck,⁠‌​ as always, responded⁠‌​ calmly as he⁠⁠ put away his⁠ staff.

“I‌ am aiming for‍ the top.”

At‍​ those words, Fina’s‌⁠⁠ expression hardened for‍​ an instant.

Where‌ is this man‍‌‌ looking?

The‌‌‍ six-star rank, the​‍‍ limit of human⁠​⁠ ability. But even​ that is not‌​‌ the “top” for‍ this man.

***⁠

The‍ great mage Adelbert,‌⁠‍ who was the‍ first to compose​‌ the entire magical‌‌‌ system, divided the​‍​ ranks while looking​ at the constellation​​‍ of the Big‍ Dipper in the‍ night sky.

In⁠ the end, the‍ summit is beyond‍ those stars. It‍‌​ would be the‍ North Star, the‌⁠⁠ center of the‍‍‌ firmament.

And,⁠ after immeasurable time‍ had passed.

In‌‌ a corner of⁠ a stream attached‍⁠ to the slums.‌‌‍ Late at night,​ when not even‌⁠ the crickets sing.‌‍

A disheveled child, with⁠ white hair, dressed⁠‍ in rags, looked‍⁠ up at the​ Big Dipper in⁠‌⁠ the starry sky​ and extended his‍⁠‌ hand.

From⁠⁠ the deepest bottom‌⁠ of the world,‍​⁠ where only darkness‍‌⁠ dwells, toward the‍⁠ highest peak of‍​​ that starry sky.⁠

The‌ upper realm, whose⁠ very existence is⁠‌⁠ still uncertain. That⁠‍‍ is the place‍⁠ where that man’s‍⁠⁠ gaze is directed.‌⁠⁠

It‌‍​ is not about​ idealistic phrases like​⁠ a man must‌ have great ambitions⁠‍ or that aiming‌ high helps achieve⁠⁠‍ more.

That‌‌⁠ man’s eyes are​​ completely serious, without‌​ a single trace⁠ of exaggeration.

The⁠​⁠ man who always‌‍‌ spoke grandiosely and​ meddled unnecessarily now‌ does not say‌ a single word.​

He⁠​​ is simply stating⁠​ the truth as‌​ it is.

***​​‌

A forest full of‍‌ life. Ironically, not⁠‌⁠ a pleasant place‌‍ for a necromancer‍ who deals with​‌ death and souls.‌⁠‌

The‌ six-star necromancer, who‌ remained seated in​‌‌ silence among the⁠‌ spaces of life,⁠ looking at Dereck,‌‍ finally spoke in‍ a cold tone.​‌‍

“You‍ truly are a curious man.”

Dereck’s⁠⁠‍ eyebrows arched for‌‍​ an instant.

At‍⁠ some point, Fina⁠​ had stopped using‍​ honorifics with Dereck.⁠​

And‌⁠ her eyes were‍‍ also much sharper‌⁠​ than before.

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