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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 3: Dereck (3)

Chapter 3: Dereck (3)

[You‍⁠⁠ have gained access‍ to second-level magic.]‍​

[You‍ have acquired the‍‌ second-level spell Echo.]‌​‌

*

From​‌‍ that day on,⁠‍ Katia took Derek​⁠‌ under her wing,⁠‍​ teaching him various⁠⁠ spells. Initially, she​ only planned to​⁠‌ lay a basic‍ foundation for him,​ but Derek’s talent​‌‌ far exceeded her⁠​⁠ expectations.

Katia​‍ had no ambition​ to cultivate a great disciple or⁠ nurture future generations.⁠ She simply saw‌⁠ the potential trouble‍‌​ Derek might face​⁠​ and couldn’t ignore​ it.

“You’ve‍⁠ been through enough‍ to know that​​ being a mercenary‌‌‍ isn’t easy. But‌​ there’s a way‌​⁠ to survive.”

Katia​​ showed him how⁠​ to handle minor‌ monster-hunting tasks and⁠ other small jobs⁠⁠‌ efficiently. When the‌​ tasks were light,​‌ they would stroll⁠ through the scenic​​‌ outskirts of Ebelstein,‌ enjoy high-quality tea⁠‍​ together, or haggle‍​⁠ for ingredients at⁠ the market. She⁠ wanted to broaden‍‍ Derek’s horizons as‌‍ much as possible.‍​

During‍‍ these times, she​‍⁠ imparted various magical⁠​ knowledge to him.​​ As the seasons​‍‌ changed, Derek listened‍‌‍ and absorbed everything‍‌ Katia taught him.‌

Soon,‌ everyone in the‍ mercenary circles knew‍⁠​ about the elderly‍​ woman and the⁠ young boy who⁠​⁠ followed her. All⁠ through the journey.‍⁠​ Katia continually emphasized‌⁠⁠ that excessive talent⁠⁠⁠ could be a curse.

“There​‍ have been commoner​‌ mages who reached‍​‌ the fourth level.”⁠⁠⁠

“Really?”‍

“But‍‌ most of them​ didn’t meet a good end. Always​​​ be mindful of​‌ your actions.”

Even⁠​ among prestigious noble​​​ families, there were‌ usually only a few fourth-level mages.​ Reaching that level‍​‍ required more than⁠​‍ just a good​‌‍ bloodline.

Fifth-level‌⁠‍ mages became family​‌ heads or key‍‌ imperial assets, and⁠‍​ sixth-level mages were⁠‌ so rare that​ only a handful⁠‍ existed in history.​​

For​‍ commoners, no matter​⁠ how talented, the⁠‍ limit was typically⁠ the third level.⁠​ Katia emphasized this‍‌ to Derek with‌ a worried voice.⁠

“Nobles​⁠ usually have their​‍‍ coming-of-age ceremony at⁠⁠‌ eighteen. If they’ve​​ mastered first-level magic‌​ by then, they’re​ considered talented. If‌ they’ve started on​ second-level magic, the⁠⁠ family elders take⁠ notice.”

“…”‍‍‍

Derek‍​ was now fourteen.​⁠‍ He needed to‌⁠ understand the significance​⁠ of his accomplishments.‌

Katia⁠‌‌ brought Derek back‍⁠ to her modest‌‌ house on the⁠​‌ outskirts of the‍ commercial district. It‍​ was a small‌ room with almost​​ no possessions. Though‍ sufficient for one⁠​ woman, it was‌ a far cry‍ from the luxurious‌ noble estates she‍⁠ once knew.

But⁠ Katia had grown⁠⁠‍ used to such‍‍​ a life. The‍⁠ room was dusty⁠‍‌ and had few‍ furnishings. Mercenaries had‍​‍ to be ready‌‌ to move at‍‍ any time, so⁠‍ she kept her‌ belongings minimal.

She​ seated Derek on‌ the stiff wooden‌​‍ bed, then sat⁠ on a creaky​‍ chair, speaking calmly.‍‌

“Considering‌ your age, be⁠‌ careful not to‌‍ use magic recklessly.‌ In crowded places,‌⁠‌ stick to first-level‍ spells. Even that⁠ is a great⁠‍‍ achievement for your⁠​ age.”

“Master,⁠ what level were​‍​ you at during‌⁠‌ your coming-of-age ceremony?”‌⁠​

“…That‌ was so long‌​ ago I barely⁠‍⁠ remember. I think⁠ I could handle‌ a few first-level​ illusion spells.”

The‌‌‍ Flameheart family, though⁠ not a renowned​‌ magical house, was​⁠​ still noble. Katia,‍⁠ who was highly​​ regarded for her​ magical prowess among‌‌⁠ nobles, was only⁠ at that level‍‍‌ during her coming-of-age.‌⁠‍ Derek’s abilities were⁠ certainly impressive.

“Using​‍ me as a benchmark isn’t clear-cut.⁠​​ I was also⁠ trained to be‍ a fine lady,‍ not just a mage.”

“Was​ it difficult being‌⁠ a noble lady?”‌‌

“Are‌ you interested in​‍ noble culture?”

“…I’m‍⁠ curious.”

Katia‌ took a sip‌ of water, meeting‌ Derek’s gaze.

Was‌​​ it pure curiosity?⁠⁠⁠ Though Derek seemed‍​‍ mature for his​‌ age, his eyes‌ showed the reckless⁠⁠⁠ curiosity typical of⁠​ youth.

Katia‌ felt a strange⁠‌ sense of relief‍‌ seeing this and‌​⁠ spoke with a lighter tone.

“There​⁠ are many rumors​ about noble ladies⁠ among merchants and‌ mercenaries, right?”

“Not⁠⁠‌ many good ones.‌ They say half‍⁠⁠ are rude and‌‌‌ the other half‌‍​ are airheads.”

“I⁠‌ can understand that⁠‌ sentiment, but it’s‍​⁠ a harsh judgment.‍​​ Different environments shape​‍ different values.”

Despite‌‍​ always talking about​‍‍ mercenary work or⁠​‌ magic, it was⁠ good to take‍​ a break from​⁠ heavy topics. Looking‍⁠ up at the‍⁠​ starry sky and‌ reminiscing about the⁠​‍ past, Katia continued​⁠‌ in a gentle‌‍ tone.

“Most‍‌ noble ladies are​‌ different, but they⁠‌⁠ share similarities. Especially‌⁠ around their coming-of-age,​‌​ preparing for their‌‍​ debutante makes them‌‌ feel like the​ center of the‍⁠ world.”

“Debutante?”​‍

“It’s⁠‍ the introduction to​‌ high society.”

Katia​ leaned back in‌ her chair, reminiscing.​

“Wearing‌‌‌ beautiful dresses, armed‍​ with etiquette, they‌‌‌ go to the​​⁠ imperial capital to⁠ meet the emperor.‌⁠⁠ Then they host‌‍‍ a grand ball​⁠ at home, marking‍⁠‍ their debut in​‍‌ society. It’s when​ noble ladies are​ at their most‍​ glamorous.”

“I’ve‌‍ heard about it.”⁠‌‍

“At‌‌​ that time, noble‍​⁠ ladies have a lot to learn​ and prepare for.”‌‌⁠

Katia’s⁠ voice was like​ a bedtime story.‍ She closed her​​ eyes, remembering the‌⁠⁠ past.

“They‌ learn graceful posture‌​‍ and walking, etiquette‍‍⁠ between high nobles,​​‌ and general knowledge​‍ to enrich conversations.‍ Arts, history, politics,‌ they have to‌​‍ learn it all.​‍‍ Plus, they need⁠ refined hobbies like​⁠⁠ flower arranging, embroidery,⁠ horseback riding, and‍​ playing instruments.”

“Did‍‍⁠ you enjoy it?”‌‍

“Not‌‌‍ at all. Judging​ by my life‍ as a mercenary,‍ you can guess‍⁠ I was a tomboy.”

Derek​⁠ laughed at that.⁠​​ It was a relief to see​ the boy could‍ still laugh. Katia‌‍‌ continued.

“We‌‌​ also had to‍ practice dances for​ balls and learn⁠ about our family’s​⁠ history and traditions.‍​ But magic was⁠‌‍ the most important.”⁠⁠

“That‌‍ makes sense.”

“But‌⁠‍ noble magic is‍‍ different from what‍​ you think. While‍‌ your magic is‍‌ practical, nobles emphasize‌‍ etiquette and discipline.”⁠​

For⁠⁠‌ nobles, magic wasn’t‍ just a display‌‌⁠ of power or​⁠ a tool; it‍ was an art​‍ and a refined⁠‍ hobby.

They‍‌‌ recited spells like​⁠‌ poetry, and designed‌‍⁠ magical circles as⁠​​ art pieces, and‍‍‍ their manuals were​ luxurious, with elegant⁠ illustrations and prose.​⁠‌

“I​ can tell you⁠ think it’s all​‌⁠ excessive.”

“…Is‍⁠ it that obvious?”⁠⁠​

“You⁠​ may think it’s​⁠‍ impractical, but I believe there’s value‌ in it.”

“If​ you say so,‌‍ I’ll try to​⁠ think that way‍ too.”

“No,⁠​ don’t force it.​​ That makes me‍ look bad.”

They‍‍ looked at each‌​ other and laughed.​⁠⁠ Despite their differences‍ in age, background,⁠ and values, they‌‌‍ felt a deep‌ connection.

Katia‍ dusted off her‍‌ robe and spoke​ in a lighter​ voice.

“Derek,‌ one day you⁠ might think differently.⁠ Noble ladies, with​​ their poise, look⁠ like blooming flowers.​⁠ There’s a reason⁠⁠ so many strive‌ to be like‌​‍ them.”

She​​ stroked Derek’s messy‍ hair and smiled​ softly.

“I​⁠‍ hope you’ll understand‌​‍ that someday.”

*

“I⁠ can’t teach you​​‌ magic anymore.”

The​​ farewell with Katia‌⁠ came the following⁠‌​ year. After completing​ another minor commission‍​⁠ and returning to‍⁠ her home, she‌​⁠ suddenly broke the‌ news.

It​ could have been​‍‌ a joyful announcement⁠ that there was⁠⁠‍ nothing more to‌​ teach, but Derek‍ had only just​​‌ begun mastering second-level​‌‍ spells. His understanding‌​⁠ of first-level magic⁠ had become nearly⁠ perfect, and he‌⁠​ had learned many‍ more first-level spells.‍‍​ It was clear​ he would soon‌ master second-level spells​‍ proficiently.

“…”⁠​⁠

Katia‍ looked determined yet‌⁠ strained. She was​​ the one most‌⁠ concerned for Derek,​⁠ but there was​‍ a reason she‍ had to deliver​ this news.

“I‍ received a letter​​ from Count Elvester.‌‌​ He wants me‌ to be a private tutor at‍‌‌ his estate.”

“Count‍ Elvester?”

“Yes,​ the most famous‌⁠ hero in the​‌‌ eastern region. His‌ daughter is preparing‌⁠‌ to debut in​‍ society, and they‌‍ need a tutor.”‍

Count‍‌‌ Elvester wasn’t just​⁠ any noble; even​ the grand duke‍​‌ in the capital⁠​ respected him. Katia⁠ couldn’t easily refuse.‌‍

“I’ve‌⁠ turned down similar​⁠ offers before, but‍‌ I never expected‌‌ the Count himself‌‍‍ to write. Word⁠ must have spread‌‌ about me teaching​‌⁠ magic to a boy from the‌ slums.”

Finding‍‍‍ a teacher like⁠ Katia was nearly​‌ impossible. Her unique‌‍⁠ background and the⁠ fact that she⁠​ had trained a slum boy into‌ a competent mage‌⁠‌ added to her‍ reputation. While Derek’s⁠‍ talent played a significant role, people‌⁠ saw it as‌‍ Katia’s achievement. She⁠‌​ was indeed an⁠​‌ excellent teacher.

From⁠ an outsider’s perspective,‍⁠⁠ this was a great opportunity. Being‍​ a private tutor⁠‌ at the Count’s⁠‍‍ estate meant wealth‌‍ and honor. Moreover,‍ Count Elvester’s daughter,‍ Lady Freya, was‌‍⁠ known for her‍ grace and poise.‍

“…”​⁠

But⁠‌ it wasn’t hard‌‍ to understand why​⁠ Katia’s expression was‌​ heavy. Staying at‍ the Count’s estate​​⁠ in the eastern‌⁠ high society meant​ she couldn’t bring​⁠‍ a commoner from⁠​ the slums along‌ with her. It‍‍ was time to‌‌‌ say goodbye.

In​ the months before‍⁠‌ leaving Ebelstein, Katia⁠‌​ was busy.

She‌⁠ used some of​ her savings to‍​ buy Derek proper⁠⁠​ equipment. No longer‌⁠ would he wear‌‌ his old, worn⁠ clothes and use‌ second-rate magical supplies.⁠⁠⁠ She provided him‌​⁠ with quality mercenary‍ gear.

She‍⁠ also arranged for⁠​ Derek to use​ her home as⁠ long as he​⁠​ needed and gave‍‌ him a book‍​ on basic magical‌‌‍ theory. Such books‍‍ were valuable; Derek’s‍⁠ first teacher had​​ died trying to‍‍ steal one. Derek​‍ knew its worth‌‍ and was astonished⁠⁠​ when she gave‌‌⁠ it to him.⁠

“You​‌​ should be able‍ to finish this⁠​​ book in a few years. It’s‌‌​ not as good​⁠ as direct teaching,‍ but given your‌ talent, it’ll be‍​‌ fine. When you’ve⁠‍ mastered it, you​​​ can sell it‍ for funds.”

“Master,‌ but…”

“Once‌ I’m at the‍ Count’s estate, I won’t need to‍ worry about money.‌‍​ Take it.”

Two⁠ months later, on‌ the day of‌​​ her departure, Katia‍ adjusted her gray‍⁠⁠ robe and picked‌​​ up her simple⁠​‌ bag.

As⁠​‍ always, the streets​‌​ of Ebelstein were⁠⁠ bustling. Katia would‌ soon blend into‍ the crowd and‍​ leave the city.‌⁠

Despite⁠‍⁠ doing all she‌ could in those​‍ two months, her‌​​ face still showed‌⁠​ concern. Derek, seeing‌‌ this, smiled calmly.​⁠‌

“Don’t⁠‌ look so worried.‍​‍ You taught me‍‌​ for years without‌⁠ expecting anything in‍ return.”

“Derek.”‍‌

“Look⁠⁠‌ at me, Master.”⁠

Derek⁠ raised his arms,‍‌‍ speaking confidently. At⁠‌‍ fifteen, he was‌​ still young, but⁠⁠​ he had grown‌‍ since his days‍⁠ in the slums.‌‌

With⁠ high-quality leather robes,‍‍ a wool tunic,⁠‍⁠ clean trousers, and‌ a shiny belt,​‌⁠ he no longer‌‍‍ looked like a starving street kid.⁠​‍

“I’m‌‍‍ already an adult.‌ I can take‍ care of myself.”⁠​

Though‍ still young, he​​ was much different⁠⁠‍ from the boy‌‌​ who once ate​ stale bread in​ a tavern corner.⁠​‌ His reliability was⁠‌ evident.

Katia‍‍‍ knelt and hugged‌ Derek’s shoulders.

“You​ don’t need to‌ grow up too‍‍‍ fast, Derek.”

Though​ harsh realities have⁠ forced you to⁠ mature, never forget⁠​ the innocence you‍​ held even in‍‍⁠ the worst circumstances.‌

Leaving⁠​‌ these words, Katia⁠ waved and disappeared​ into the crowd.‌⁠​

“Goodbye,​ Master.”

Derek‍ waved back quietly.​

*

Returning⁠ to Katia’s former⁠‌ home, Derek found​​ it empty. A small space with​⁠ a wooden bed​‍‌ and a rickety‌‌ table, and now,‌‌​ only silence remained.⁠‍‌

For‌‌ the first time⁠‌ since arriving in​ this world, Derek⁠​ was acutely aware​ of the silence.​‍ This world had⁠‍​ once been just‌‌⁠ a part of⁠‍ an old game‌ to him, but​ now he knew‍‌‍ it was a real place.

“…”‌

He​ drank some water⁠‌ and sat at‍ the table. In‍‌‌ the stillness, he​​​ took out the​‍‌ magical book Katia‌ had given him‌‌​ and began to‌ read.

– Scritch, scritch, scritch.‌​

The⁠ pages turned smoothly,​ and time flowed​⁠‍ on.

[ Acquired Magic List‍⁠‍ ]

✦ Combat Magic

★☆☆☆☆☆⁠ Magic Missile

★☆☆☆☆☆​‌ Power Surge

★★☆☆☆☆​​‌ Fireball

✦ Transformation Magic

★☆☆☆☆☆‍⁠ Light Creation

✦ Illusion Magic

★☆☆☆☆☆‍​ Silence

★★☆☆☆☆⁠⁠‍ Echo

✦ Summoning Magic

★☆☆☆☆☆‌‍​ Summon – Guide⁠ Fairy

✦ Detection Magic

★☆☆☆☆☆‍⁠​ Direction Sense

★★☆☆☆☆‌⁠‍ Clairvoyance

-Thud.​⁠‍

Derek​‌‍ reviewed his magic⁠‍⁠ list and closed‌​‍ the book.

“I​​‌ should get going​ if I want​ to meet the‍ commander on time.”​

He⁠ finished his daily​‍ study, stood up⁠‍‍ to leave for‌ his afternoon appointment,​​‍ and tied his​⁠⁠ boots. With a sandwich in hand,​ he opened the‍ door. Sunlight streamed​ into his quarters.​​⁠

In⁠ just one year,‌​​ Derek had self-taught​ himself two more⁠ second-level spells.

At‍​ just sixteen years​​ old.

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