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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 156: The Master of My Master (1)

Chapter 156: The Master of My Master (1)

Due​‍⁠ to the extreme‍ cold and the​⁠‍ snowstorms that arrived⁠⁠‌ every day, it‌⁠ was almost forgotten,​⁠‌ but after winter,​‍‍ spring always comes.‍​‌

It​ was around the⁠⁠‌ time when even‌ on the bare‍⁠⁠ branches of the‍ majestic garden of​⁠ Count Elvester’s mansion,‍⁠ new leaves were​ beginning to sprout.⁠‍​

Kohella,​‌ the great matriarch​ of the Elvester‌⁠⁠ house and a figure respected by​​ all its members,‌ had returned to​⁠ the mansion and​ was looking for‍ one of her‍ trusted people.

The⁠ survivor of the⁠‍‌ long-fallen Flameheart family,⁠ who received the​ affection of Count‌‍⁠ Elvester and taught​​‌ magic to the​⁠ young Countess Freya—the​​‌ master.

Katia​​ Flameheart, the mage‍​ originally from the‌⁠⁠ mercenaries of Ebelstein,‌​‌ was standing in‍​‌ front of an‌⁠​ elderly woman embracing‌⁠‍ a large staff‍‍ in a corner‍ of the garden.​‍

‘Every​​⁠ time I see‌‍‌ her, I think‍‍ the same thing—she‍ is truly a small and humble‍‍​ person for the⁠‍‌ weight carried by⁠‌⁠ her name.’

That‌​⁠ was how Katia‌​‍ described Kohella.

Everyone​⁠⁠ in this enormous‌‍ Elvester estate trembled‍ just by standing⁠ before Kohella, yet⁠​ no one had‌⁠⁠ ever seen the​‍‍ old woman truly‍​⁠ display her power.⁠‌‌

Even‍‍⁠ so, just from‍ the atmosphere she​​‍ emanated, one could⁠​ feel that she‌⁠​ was not an‍⁠⁠ ordinary person, and‌‌‌ so everyone bowed‍⁠​ first.

The⁠​⁠ presence of a 6-star mage was⁠ something difficult to‌​ describe in words.‌​⁠

Although‍‍ Kohella only smiled‍⁠⁠ gently, Katia felt⁠⁠‍ an ominous premonition​‍‍ she could not‍ explain.

“Last‌‍ time, in Baron‍ Ravenclaw’s territory, I personally saw your‌‌‌ disciple. Indeed, a man with a truly magnificent vessel.”​‍⁠

“Is‌ that so? I only gave him​‌ a few lessons‍​⁠ years ago, when⁠​⁠ he still knew‍​‍ very little about⁠‍ magic. He must​ surely be at⁠ a very different‍ level now.”

“I‌‍​ see. Katia, you‍‌​ said you originated‌ among the mercenaries​‍ of Ebelstein. Now​​⁠ that you live⁠ here, so far⁠⁠​ away, in Count⁠ Elvester’s region, don’t⁠ you ever miss​​​ your old home?”​⁠‌

“The‌‍‌ place I could‌‌​ truly call my​‍​ home already burned​⁠‌ down and disappeared.‌‌ The tavern streets‍⁠ of Ebelstein were‌ merely a place‌​‍ where I went⁠ to earn my‍ bread.”

Katia‍‌ was an excellent⁠‌‌ magic instructor.

The‍ young Countess Freya,‌‍​ whom she taught,‍⁠​ had reached the‌​ level of a 2-star mage shortly‍‍‍ after completing her‍‍‍ coming-of-age ceremony.

Moreover,‌‌​ Katia was more‍‌ than a strict‍⁠​ teacher—she was a guide in life.‍

Sometimes‌​ with maternal gentleness,⁠ and at other‌‌‌ times with firmness,⁠ she had the​​​ ability to shape‍ her disciple into‌‌‌ a more upright​ person.

It​⁠ was thanks to​ Katia that the⁠‌​ young Countess Freya,‌​‍ who did not​ have a shred‌‌ of seriousness in​⁠ anything, was revered‍ as a saint‌⁠⁠ by the people‌‌ of the territory.​​

Whenever‍​⁠ there was an‌‌ important event, Katia‍​ would roll up​‌⁠ her sleeves and‌⁠ personally assist her.⁠‍

Having⁠ been the young⁠‍ Countess Freya’s teacher‍‍⁠ for so many‍⁠ years, Katia had‌‍‍ become quite well⁠ known in the‍ social circles of​‍ the eastern continent.​‌‌

Many‌ heads of noble‍‍​ families tried to‌ hire her as‍⁠⁠ a magic instructor,​ but unfortunately, none‌⁠ could offer better​​⁠ conditions than the‌‍ Elvester house.

Moreover,⁠‌ attempting to take​​ away the magic‍⁠‍ instructor of the‌⁠ family that held​⁠ real power in‌‍ the eastern continent‍⁠‍ required considerable courage.​

One⁠ way or another,‍ it was evident‍ that Katia would​⁠ continue living in‍‌ the Elvester house‌‍‌ for quite some‍‍ time.

“When​‍⁠ the weather clears,‌⁠ they say a new academy for​ magical education will‍ be established in​⁠ the western continent.​ Since there were⁠⁠⁠ no talents who‍ attempted to teach‍​‌ magic in such‌ a systematic way,‌ southwestern society is‍‌​ showing great interest.”⁠‍

“Are‌ you speaking of​ the Ravenclaw Academy?‌⁠‌ Magic is delicate​⁠​ and complex, and‍ also strongly influenced‌‍ by bloodline. I was wondering whether​‌​ it could truly‌⁠ be taught in‌ that manner.”

Katia​‍ brought a hand‍‌​ to her chin⁠​‌ and fell into​⁠​ thought.

“Even‌‍‍ so, if it⁠‍​ is something Dereck‍​ personally undertook, there‍⁠ must surely be⁠ a great purpose​ behind it.”

“We‌‍ cannot simply sit​‍ by and watch.‍‍​ It would be‌‍ strange for the‌⁠⁠ magic instructor of⁠‌‌ the Elvester house‍ to fall behind‍ in current matters‍​ of magical education.”⁠⁠​

“Certainly,⁠​⁠ I think it‍​ would be good⁠⁠ to pay attention​‌ to the matter.”⁠

“Wouldn’t⁠ it be better⁠​ to see it​⁠ directly with your​ own eyes?”

Kohella‍⁠ narrowed her eyes⁠‍ and smiled.

Katia⁠‌‍ felt that smile​‌ as something ominous.⁠

“In‍ eastern society, there⁠‍‍ is no longer​‌‍ any young noble​‌ comparable to Freya,⁠‌​ so we must⁠ broaden her horizons.​⁠‍ While we are‌ at it, it‍ would be good​​ for you to‍​‌ go and observe​ the state of‍‍ construction of the‌ academy in the‍⁠ southwestern continent. I will personally grant‌‍​ you authorization.”

“I​​‍ appreciate… I appreciate‌​ the consideration. But‍‍‍ I fear neglecting⁠​ my duties. The‍​ southwestern continent is⁠ not a place⁠⁠ you can reach‍‍‍ in one or⁠‍‍ two days by⁠‍‍ carriage.”

“I‌⁠ have been informed​‍​ of Freya’s recent​‌ condition. That child⁠ will also need⁠​‌ new stimulation.”

Katia‌​ swallowed.

It‍‌ was true that⁠ Freya had quickly​‍ reached the level‍​‌ of 2 stars,‍‌ but since then‍ she had shown​ signs of stagnation.​⁠

Her‌ learning speed was‍‌‌ so high that⁠ she had almost‌‌‍ no rivals of‌ the same age.​

If⁠​​ she could interact‌ with Ravenclaw’s disciples,​​ it might be‌⁠‌ good stimulation, but—⁠⁠

‘The‌‌⁠ disciples Dereck brings‍​ with him are​​ of far too‌ high a level​ and authority.’

As​⁠ she frequently exchanged⁠‌⁠ letters with Dereck,‍​‍ Katia knew Ravenclaw’s​⁠‍ internal structure well.⁠

She‌​⁠ had even heard‌‌ that one of‌ the girls could‍​ use 3-star magic⁠‌⁠ immediately after her​ coming-of-age ceremony, an​ achievement so rare​‍ that only a handful existed across​ the entire continent.​

Rather‌ than stimulating Freya,‍ she feared it‌⁠ might shatter her‍ confidence.

‘I⁠​‍ would prefer that​ the young Countess‌​‌ Freya remain at⁠ the mansion a while longer, focusing‌‍ on her magical​‌⁠ progress…’

Katia‌ swallowed again, her⁠‍​ hands clasped behind​ her back.

Looking⁠ at Kohella’s smiling‍‍​ face as she‍ made that proposal⁠⁠​ made it impossible‌ to think she‌ could refuse.

She‌‍ closed her eyes‌ for a moment,​⁠ thought, and finally‍​‌ nodded.

“It⁠ is, without a doubt, a good‍‌⁠ proposal. However, going​‍​ to the site‍‌ where the Ravenclaw​ Academy is being‌‍‍ built also means​ going to see​ a disciple from​‌​ many years ago.”‌‌⁠

Dereck‌‌ had already reached‌ the level of‌⁠‌ a 4-star mage,⁠⁠ surpassing Katia.

Even‍⁠‍ so, Dereck continued‌ to treat her⁠​​ with the utmost​ respect as his⁠​ teacher, because he​​‍ never forgot the‍‌ help she gave⁠ him when he​‍​ was nothing more​‌‌ than a mercenary​⁠ at the very‌‍‌ bottom.

“For​ that reason, rather⁠‍‌ than sending an‍‍⁠ official letter from‍ the family, I will handle it⁠ personally.”

Kohella​‌​ smiled gently and‍‌​ said she understood.⁠‍‌

Katia​​‌ lightly broke into​⁠ a sweat and​‍ lowered her head‍⁠​ in silence.

***​‌‍

“Oh…!”‍

When‌‌​ Dereck was startled,‌ Ellen, who was‍⁠ sitting beside him,‌​ was also surprised.‌‍​

Ellen‍‍⁠ had already been‍​‌ receiving various magical​ theories there, within​‌‍ Baron Ravenclaw’s territory,‍ for some time.⁠‌‍

Unlike‌‌⁠ when she was​ at Count Belmierd’s‌‍⁠ mansion, here she‍ did not have⁠‍‌ to worry too⁠ much about her‍‍ attire nor feel⁠‌‌ that every one⁠‍ of her movements​​​ was being watched,‌ so her mind‌‌⁠ was far more‍⁠ relaxed.

Because‍‌​ of that, once‌‍ the magic lessons​⁠‍ were over, she‌ had been thinking‌ of staying the‍⁠ night at the‍‍‍ baron’s mansion.

“…?”‌⁠

Just⁠ as she was‍‍‍ thinking about how​⁠⁠ to strike up​⁠ a conversation with‍⁠ Dereck, she saw‌‍‌ that after reading​‍​ the letter brought‌⁠‌ by the butler⁠​ Delbriton, he smiled‌ faintly with visible‍‌‌ pleasure.

Since‍‌​ it was uncommon​ to see Dereck‌ showing such a lively expression, Ellen‍ tilted her head‌​ in curiosity.

“What’s‌​ the matter, Dereck?”​‌⁠

“Sorry.​⁠​ I got distracted​⁠ for a moment.‍‌ I’ve just been‍ notified of the‌ visit of a very long-awaited guest.”‍

A long-awaited guest?

That⁠ phrase only increased‍ Ellen’s curiosity.

Even‍ when young nobles‌​​ of extremely high‌​ rank came to​ visit him, that⁠‍ man of steel‍‌‌ always maintained a strictly professional expression.‌⁠

For‍‌ him to even‍ forget that he​ was in the‍‍ middle of a magic lesson because‌ of someone like⁠ that was highly⁠ unusual.

It‌ was clear that​ there was a personal feeling involved.‌

Who‌‌‍ could melt his‌ cold expression like⁠ that?

Unable​‍ to contain herself,‌‍ Ellen asked bluntly.‌

“Who​ is this person⁠‍ that makes you⁠ so happy…?”

“She‌‌​ is the teacher⁠⁠‍ who taught me‍‌ magic when I was a mercenary.”‌‌‌

“I’ve​ heard about that.‌‍⁠ Katya… Katia Flameheart,‌‌‍ right?”

“Yes,⁠​‌ that’s right. She’s⁠⁠‌ a person from‌ whom one can⁠ learn an enormous⁠‌ amount. Just as​ I imagined, she‍ has also become‍‍ famous in the⁠ eastern continent as​ a magic instructor.”⁠

Due​​‌ to the enormous‍ physical distance between​⁠ the southwest and‌ the east of‌‍⁠ the continent, news⁠⁠ rarely traveled from‍‍ one side to‍ the other.

Even‍⁠‌ so, judging by‌​ how well both‍‌ were aware of⁠‍ each other’s situations,‌​⁠ it was evident⁠⁠‍ that they exchanged‌ letters frequently.

That‍⁠⁠ a man so‍ busy that he‍​ barely communicated with​ anyone unless it​‌​ was for official‍ matters would regularly‌ write letters in⁠‍‌ his own hand​ showed how close‍ that relationship was.‍⁠

“She‌‍ not only has⁠ a deep understanding‌⁠ of magic, but⁠‌‍ also a very​ wise and profound​⁠ outlook on life.​‍ At least, I have never regretted‍ following Teacher Katia’s⁠ advice.”

“D-Dereck…‍ this is the‍​ first time I’ve‍‍‌ seen you trust⁠​ someone so much…”‌‍‌

“There​‌ are many stories‍‌‌ from the past‌⁠ that I could‍ tell, but there’s​ no point in‍⁠ dragging it out.‍‍ The important thing​⁠‌ is that both⁠​‍ she and I are always busy,⁠ so we haven’t‍‌​ had the chance‌‌ to meet face‌​‍ to face. Just‌ thinking that I’ll​⁠ be able to​ see her in⁠ person this time‌‌‍ makes me quite‌‌​ restless. There are‍​⁠ many things I need to prepare.”‍​

Somehow,‍ Dereck seemed to‌⁠‍ be talking more⁠ than usual.

He⁠ truly looked excited‌‍⁠ at the thought​‌⁠ of being reunited‌​ with his former‌‍‌ teacher.

From‌‍ what Ellen had‍‌‍ heard, she was‍‌ already an elderly⁠‌⁠ woman, so it‌‍​ didn’t seem like⁠‌‍ a matter of⁠ rivalry, but seeing​‌‌ her provoke such⁠⁠ an obvious reaction‌​ in that unflappable⁠‌​ man made Ellen’s‍ feelings turn strangely‍ complicated.

Always‍‌⁠ surrounded by young‍ women like flowers‌⁠‍ in full bloom,‌⁠ he had never‌⁠ even been seen⁠ to blush, and‌ now, just because‌‍‌ his teacher was⁠‍ coming to visit,‌​‍ he seemed to​⁠​ have returned to⁠ his childhood years.​‌

For‍​‍ someone to receive‍ such special treatment‍‍ from Dereck carried​​ no small significance⁠‍ for Ellen.

‘I​ don’t know much⁠‌​ about this mage​ named Katia, but‍‌ I’d better avoid‍‌ doing anything that⁠ could leave a bad impression on⁠⁠⁠ her.’

Ellen⁠‍‌ was quick to​ grasp situations.

She‍ thought it best‌​‍ to leave Katia‍ with a good‌‌ impression, so she⁠ silently held her​ breath.

That​​ said, she didn’t‌ know how Dereck’s‌‌‌ other disciples would​ react.

***​

— I’m already an‍‍​ adult. I can‍ manage on my‍‍ own.

— It’s been quite⁠ a long time,⁠‌​ Dereck.

As​ she boarded the⁠⁠‍ carriage, Katia recalled‌ the day she​​​ left Dereck behind,⁠ in that small‍ hideout in the​ slums.

Back‌ then, he was⁠ nothing more than⁠⁠ a tiny child.⁠⁠

To‌​ keep Katia from‌⁠‍ worrying about leaving⁠‌⁠ him alone, he‍ had clenched both‍ fists tightly and⁠ put on a resolute expression.

That​‍ image—so insecure despite⁠‍‍ its apparent firmness—made‌ it difficult for‍ Katia to take⁠‌‍ a step forward.‌​

During‍​ the journey to⁠​‌ Count Elvester’s territory,⁠ she looked again⁠ and again in​​ the direction of‍‌ Ebelstein, because the‍‌ existence of that⁠ fragile disciple had‍‍ lodged itself in‍‌​ her heart like⁠ a thorn.

After⁠‍ arriving in Count⁠​ Elvester’s territory, she‌‌​ spent very busy​​⁠ days, but even‍ so, every time‌‌ she received one⁠‌ of Dereck’s letters,‌ she sighed in​ relief.

As‌ time passed and⁠⁠ she continued receiving⁠⁠ news from him,‌⁠‌ she gradually began​‍​ to put those⁠⁠⁠ worries behind her.‍‍​

Even​‍⁠ so, a strange‌‌‌ sense of guilt‍⁠⁠ still remained.

After‌‌ all, that day​ she had left⁠‌ him alone.

Although⁠ it was not⁠⁠‍ something she could‍⁠ avoid, that weight⁠‌‌ did not disappear​‌ easily.

‘After⁠‍ all this time,‌ I’ll see such‌​​ a dear face​ again. There’s no‍‌‌ need for me⁠⁠⁠ to look so‌‍‌ gloomy.’

Katia⁠⁠‌ leaned back against​‍⁠ the carriage seat​‍ and let out​ a satisfied smile.‍‍

“Uuuh…⁠‍​ Teacher Katia… when⁠ the family has​ such large and⁠‍ luxurious carriages, why​ do we have​⁠ to travel in⁠‌ such an old⁠ and small one?”⁠

“I⁠⁠ already explained it,‌​‌ Miss Freya. If​​‍ we were to⁠ visit officially carrying‍⁠‌ the name of‌‌ House Elvester, it​‌ would be far⁠ too great a burden for Baron​‌‍ Ravenclaw’s territory.”

The⁠​‌ carriages of House‌‍⁠ Elvester were so‌ enormous that one⁠ had to crane‍‍‍ their neck just‍‍ to see them​‍​ fully, so the‌‍​ carriage Katia had⁠ secured looked little‍‍ more than an⁠​ old, rattling cargo‍‌ vehicle.

Freya⁠ pursed her lips‍‌ in displeasure, but‍‍⁠ she couldn’t oppose⁠‌‍ Katia’s decision.

With‍‌ the help of‌ the servants, she‌​ boarded the carriage‍⁠‍ while complaining and​⁠​ groaning.

“If⁠​‍ we travel all​ the way to​‍⁠ the southwest of‍ the continent in‌‌ such a jostling‌ carriage… my waist‍⁠ is going to​‍‌ be shattered!”

“There‍ are moments like‌⁠ this in life.⁠‍⁠ It’s good to​​⁠ think of everything​‍ as an experience.”‌​‌

“Uuuh…”‌⁠​

While‌‌‍ calming the persistent‍‌⁠ Freya, Katia traced⁠​⁠ the route to‍ the southwestern continent‍‌ in her mind.⁠

They​​‌ would have to⁠ pass through the​‌‌ imperial capital in‍‌‍ the center, cross‍‍ the Laurel Plains,​‌ traverse Count Renuel’s‍‌‍ territory and that‌‌⁠ of Duke Beltus,​‍⁠ and then continue‍ on quite a bit farther.

‘If‍⁠‍ we could use‍ Count Elvester’s name,‌‌ passing through other⁠ nobles’ territories would⁠​‍ be easy, but‌​ since we’re traveling‍⁠ for personal reasons,⁠ I hope no‌‍⁠ unnecessary problems arise.’​

She‌‍⁠ had heard that‍​ the nobles of‍​ the southwest were‍‍‌ exclusionary by nature‌⁠ and very stingy‍​ about passage through‌ their territories.

In‍‍ particular, it was‌​⁠ often said that​​ the ladies of‌‌⁠ Ebelstein society were‌​⁠ extremely strong-willed and‍‍‍ resolute, so it​ would likely be⁠​​ quite an exhausting‌ journey.

‘Since​ we’re going all‍⁠ the way to‍‌‌ the southwest, we’ll​ also pass through⁠⁠ Ebelstein. I’ll be‍​‌ able to observe​‌ the atmosphere of‍‍ its society—will Jayden​ still be running⁠ his business on‍ Tavern Street?’

At​‌ that moment, Katia‌ still did not​‌‍ fully understand what‌ it meant to‍⁠​ be Dereck’s dearly‍​‍ cherished teacher.

The​‌​ Elvester house where⁠‌‍ she resided was‍ far too distant‌‍ from the southwest‌ of the continent,​‌ so it was​‍ natural that she⁠​ was unfamiliar with​⁠ the true atmosphere⁠‌‍ of the place.‍⁠​

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