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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 84: Siern (3)

Chapter 84: Siern (3)

The​‍ silence reigning over‌​ the snowy northern‍⁠ fields evoked different⁠​ emotions depending on​ the observer.

Upon​‍ seeing the snowflakes—so‍ white and pure—blanketing⁠‍‌ everything, some felt‍⁠‌ warmth, others cold,‍ and still others,​‍ loneliness.

The​ landscape of the‍​ world always remains‌ unchanged, but the‌‌⁠ feelings it evokes⁠ vary according to‌ the heart of​‌ the one beholding​‌ it.

Melverot⁠​ also experienced different​‍​ impressions each time‍ he gazed at​ that unchanging scene.​‍

For‍‍‍ someone who has‌ lived so long,⁠ that is possible.⁠ Even in a backdrop that doesn’t‌ change, one can‍​ find new meanings​‍‌ each time.

However,‌‍⁠ for a young‌ beast that has‌​⁠ yet to leave‍ the cradle, this‌‌‌ desolate snowy land‍⁠ could feel like‍ a prison.

“I​⁠ plan to have‍⁠ Siern debut in‌ the social circles⁠ of Ebelstein.”

Perhaps​‌ for that reason,‍​ Melverot spoke resolutely‍‌‌ before Dereck and​ Aiselin.

It​⁠ had been about‍‌ four days since‌ they had begun‍‌​ seriously teaching Siern.‌

As​⁠⁠ Siern began truly‍⁠ gaining control over⁠‌‍ her murderous instinct,​ she had started​‍​ magic lessons with​​⁠ Dereck, and was‌‌ learning social etiquette,‍‍⁠ arts, and various⁠‌ texts with Aiselin.‍

“I‌​ see.”

Dereck,‌‍​ who stood on‍​​ the other side⁠ of the office‌​​ with his hands⁠⁠ behind his back,‍ did not seem⁠‍​ particularly surprised.

In‌⁠⁠ fact, it was⁠​ something he had‍‌ already anticipated.

In​ the northern region‍​ of this continent,‍‍ where nearly the⁠ entire territory is​‍‌ essentially a battlefield,⁠‌ the unique and‍‌‍ refined social culture⁠​⁠ of the nobility‌‌⁠ has not developed⁠⁠ much.

Even​⁠‌ within the Rochester⁠ territory, there are‌⁠ numerous labyrinths roamed​​‌ by all kinds‍​⁠ of monsters, and‌‍‌ going further toward​​ the outskirts, many‍‌ areas are downright‌ uninhabitable for humans.​‍‌

Although‌​‌ Siern was born​‌‍ and raised in​⁠ this northern region,‌ it seemed Melverot‍‌⁠ wanted her to⁠‍ experience the noble,‌‍‌ peaceful, and warm⁠‌ culture of the‌​ southwestern region.

However,‌‍‌ it was also‌ an extremely risky‍ decision.

The‍⁠‍ social circles of‌⁠⁠ the eastern continent,⁠‌⁠ centered in the​​‍ County of Elvester,⁠‌‌ and those of​⁠ the southwest, centered‍ in Ebelstein, were‌‌ the two places—excluding‍⁠ the imperial capital—where⁠⁠ aristocratic culture flourished‌‌⁠ the most on‍ the continent.

If⁠‌ Siern failed to⁠‍ control her killing⁠‍‌ instinct and caused​​ a massacre in‍ such a place,‌ no matter how​‍‌ much of a hero Melverot was‌ for ending the⁠ War of Dawn,‌​ the disaster would​ be irreparable.

The‍ safest option would‌ be to lock‍‍⁠ Siern in the​‌​ tower of the‍⁠ Rochester territory and‌‌ never let her‌⁠ step outside.

But‌⁠ if that had‌⁠‌ been the goal​​‍ from the start,​‍​ Dereck and Aiselin‍‌ would never have⁠ been summoned to‍​ the Rochester territory.‌

“Is​​‍ it possible?”

Melverot⁠ never bothered making⁠​​ eye contact with‌ his subordinates. As‌‌ always, he spoke⁠​‍ while looking out​ the window, legs⁠‌ crossed.

Aiselin‍ glanced at Dereck.‌​ Her expression clearly⁠​​ showed tension.

Dereck‍⁠ calmly shrugged and​​‌ answered Melverot firmly.​

“We⁠ have to make‌⁠‌ it possible.”

***‍​‌

“Go​ to the Ebelstein‍ social circle…? Me…?”‍⁠

“Yes.‌​ Didn’t you say⁠‌ you wanted to⁠ leave the Rochester​​ territory and visit​​ the southwest of‍⁠‍ the continent, where⁠⁠⁠ the seasons are​ well-defined and the‌ meadows are green?​‌‌ Congratulations. Lord Melverot​​⁠ has granted you​‍‍ permission to go.”​⁠

“Oh,‌‍ heavens…! I’m so‍‍ happy… So happy…!”‍‍​

***​

The‌⁠ next day, at⁠‌​ the training field​⁠⁠ of the Rochester‌​‍ mansion annex.

Dereck‍‌ wiped his sweat‌​‍ as he tightened‌⁠​ the laces of‍‍ his boots.

Siern,‍‌ on the other​‌⁠ hand, lay completely‌ stretched out on⁠ the ground of‌ the training field.‌‍‍ Drenched in sweat​​​ and too exhausted​‌⁠ to move, she‌ couldn’t even lift‌‍‍ a finger.

“I​⁠ can’t… be happy…‌ I have no⁠⁠ strength left…”

“This‍ is precisely the​​ moment when you‍‍ must push yourself‌ the most, Lady‌ Siern.”

“You⁠​‌ said that thirty‍ minutes ago…”

“I⁠⁠ said it then​⁠ just to say⁠ it, but this​​‍ time it’s real.‌​⁠ Now is truly‍‌ the final moment‌ when you must‍​ gather your strength.”​‌

“You​⁠ think… I’m going‍ to believe you…?”⁠

Despite⁠​‍ her words, Siern‍ managed to move‌⁠​ and stand up.⁠ The dress with‌‌‍ lace and ribbons⁠​ seemed more suited‍ for a ceremony‌⁠‌ than for combat.​‍​ However, even that‌ was a simple⁠ outfit for a lady of the⁠‍ Rochester family.

Siern‌⁠‌ woke up early‌⁠⁠ in the morning⁠ to jog with⁠ Dereck, had breakfast⁠ with Dereck, trained‍⁠ magic with Dereck,​ studied the history⁠​​ of magic with​ Dereck, practiced magical​​ sensitivity with Dereck,‍ and then dueled​ with Dereck.

She⁠‍ spent practically the⁠ entire day with‍⁠ him, but Dereck⁠​ only sweated a little and remained‌‌ as energetic as​‌ at the start.​⁠ Even though there⁠‍ was about a five-year age gap⁠‌ between them, his⁠ stamina seemed endless.⁠​

Dereck⁠‍ stretched his arms⁠‌‌ and continued.

“At⁠​‌ this point, Lady⁠‍ Siern’s magical growth‌ isn’t the main​⁠ issue. Being able‍​⁠ to handle three-star⁠​ magic at your​​⁠ age means it’s⁠‌​ more important to‌ build a solid‌⁠‍ foundation than to​‍ aim for higher‍‌⁠ levels.”

“A‍‍​ foundation? What kind‍ of foundation…?”

“Your‍‍ magic is very‌ chaotic and completely​‍‍ intuition-based. While self-taught‌ mages like me​ often use magic‍​‌ that way, it’s‍⁠ a problem if​ you have no‌‍ knowledge of the⁠‍ star system.”

Siern⁠⁠ could handle magic‍ equivalent to three​ stars, but that‌​ was a figurative​‍ expression. Being free‍ from the star​‍ system and having‌ no system at⁠⁠ all are completely‌ different things.

Using⁠ your magic without‍‍ a system is‌‍ like swinging a bat blindly hoping‌ to hit a ball. If you​ have strength, reflexes,⁠​⁠ and natural sense,⁠ it might work—but​⁠⁠ to truly grow,⁠ you need to​‌ refine the basic​‌ system.

Dereck⁠‌ pulled out his⁠ staff, which he‍⁠ called the “Whip⁠‍‍ of Love.” Siern‍⁠⁠ shivered at the​‌ sight of the​‌ enormous staff.

“Why‍⁠‌ do you do⁠ this? When I see that staff,‌ my heart races…⁠ Can’t you just‍​ not take it‍‍‍ out?”

“Why‌‍​ would I hit‌‍⁠ you with it,‌ Lady Siern?”

“You…‍‌ you hit me…!”‍

“I‌​ don’t use violence​⁠ without reason.”

And‍ that was also‌ true.

Siern‍ swallowed and made​‌ an effort to‍​ keep her body‌⁠⁠ upright. Seeing her‍ like that, Dereck‌⁠⁠ gathered magic into‍ his staff and​⁠‍ released it.

Whoosh!‍

“It’s‍‍‍ important to structure‍ your magic system​‍‍ and integrate it‌‌ into your mind.​‍⁠ Do you like‌‌‌ chess, by any⁠‌ chance?”

“Out‌⁠‌ of nowhere…? I know the basic‌ moves…”

“Anyone‍‍‍ can play chess​‌​ if they know‍ the basic moves,⁠‌ but efficient strategies⁠‌ and tactics are‌‌‍ more systematic, right?‍​ Organizing the magical​ system is similar.”⁠‌

If​‍⁠ you calculate every‌ move one by‍‍‌ one, anyone can‌⁠ become a chess⁠⁠ master, but the‌‌ mental load is⁠‍‌ enormous. That’s why⁠​ it’s necessary to​ establish efficient systems​ in advance.

The⁠​ effective use of​‍ magic works the‌‍⁠ same. You need‌‌ to systematize and‌⁠​ think about the‍‌⁠ most common magical⁠ methods and flows.‌‍

“If⁠‍ you systematize your‌‌⁠ magical methods and‌⁠‌ integrate that into‌ your mind… you’ll‌‌‍ be able to​​ grasp the structure‌⁠ of any new​​ kind of magic‍‌‌ quickly.”

“Is‌‌ that really that​ important? It’s already⁠ hard to use​‌ my own magic‍ well…”

“Growth​⁠ is always like⁠​‌ that.”

Siern⁠​ was the most‍ magically talented girl‌‌‍ Dereck had ever‌​ taught. Diella had​‌ a free magic‌ style and great‌⁠ artistic sense, Ellen​​ was strong in​‌ leadership, and Denise‍⁠⁠ excelled in all⁠​‌ areas. But Siern,​ although weak in⁠​‌ other fields, had⁠ overwhelming magical talent.‍

Her​ talent was nearly⁠‌ equal to Dereck’s,‌​ which made her​ the easiest to‌‌​ teach in magical​ terms. Most of​ her magical senses‌⁠ aligned with his.⁠​

“For⁠⁠ example, let’s look​ at the flow⁠ of magic you⁠⁠‍ use. Since you‍‌​ mainly use transformation​‍⁠ magic, the incantation⁠ isn’t long, and⁠ you convert the​⁠​ magic from your⁠⁠⁠ fingers into elements⁠⁠ naturally.”

Dereck’s‍‌ magic enveloped the‍⁠ area, and from‍‌‌ the tip of⁠⁠⁠ his staff, a cold light emerged.‌

Whoosh!‍​

Upon​‌⁠ releasing his magic,‍ a voice echoed​ in his mind.​​⁠

[You‍⁠ have acquired the‍⁠​ three-star combat magic⁠ ‘Freezing’.]

Crackle!‍⁠ Crunch!

The​‌⁠ ground of the⁠‍ training field froze.‍ Siern opened her‌‍ eyes in astonishment.‌

That‌ magic, which had‍ taken her years⁠ to master in⁠⁠⁠ the snowy fields,​‌ Dereck had copied‍⁠⁠ in one glance.‍⁠ He didn’t even‌‍⁠ seem tired as⁠ he analyzed the‌‍ magical flow.

“W-what…?”⁠​‌

“It⁠ was something like‍⁠⁠ that. The magical‌ efficiency isn’t very​​‍ good, but it⁠‌ works to immobilize⁠‍‌ nearby enemies. If​‍ you increase the‌‌ activation speed, it⁠‍ would be good‌⁠ for ambushes.”

“You…⁠ copied it just⁠‌ by seeing it​​ once? That magic?”​‍‌

“If⁠‌ you can understand⁠‌‍ the magical system⁠​⁠ just by seeing‌⁠​ it once, implementing​‌‌ it isn’t that‌‍ hard.”

Dereck⁠ shook his staff,⁠‌ approached Siern, crouched​ down, and said:‍⁠

“Actually,‌‍ it’s not easy.‍‌⁠ If you weren’t‍ born with innate⁠ magical sense, it’s‍‌⁠ almost impossible. You‍⁠‍ won’t meet anyone⁠​ who can do‍ it.”

“…”​

“But‍​ you can do‌‍‍ it, Lady Siern.”‌‌‍

The⁠ blood of Noir​⁠‍ gave her that​⁠⁠ cursed killer instinct—but⁠⁠ also granted her⁠⁠ another gift: magic.‌​‌

Among‍​ demons, those who‌ master magic possess‍ exceptional power. Noir‍ was the most‌‌‍ extreme case. If‍⁠‍ Siern inherited all‌​‌ that power, she​ could reach a level no one‌​‌ else could.

“I​ can’t guarantee you’ll⁠ be the best‌‍‍ in everything. But‌​ in one field,​ I can assure‌ you you’ll be‍⁠​ the most renowned​ in Ebelstein—in magic.”‌‍⁠

“Really…⁠‍​ can I really…?”‌

Dereck‌ nodded. Siern Alaina⁠ Rochester would become⁠ the most outstanding‍ mage among all​⁠‌ of Dereck’s disciples.‍‌

‘But​‍‍ she probably won’t‍ get along with‍⁠‌ Lady Denise.’

Siern,‌ specialized in transformation‍​‍ magic, and Denise,⁠ in exploration magic,‌‌ wouldn’t mesh. However,‌⁠ Diella and Ellen,​‍‌ who are awakening‍⁠​ to combat magic,‍‍ would suffer against​ Siern.

In​⁠‌ any case, if‌ Siern appeared in⁠ Ebelstein’s social circle,​‍ no one would‌​​ be able to​‌ ignore her.

She⁠ was a bomb​‍⁠ in the social​​​ world.

When‍⁠ it became known​​​ that she was⁠​‌ Dereck’s disciple, he⁠ would become the‍⁠‍ most sought-after instructor‍ in the southwest.‍‍‍ And once he‍ received his title,‌​⁠ he’d have everything⁠‌​ he needed to‍ advance to the​ four-star level.

It⁠ was an exciting‍​ thought, but one⁠⁠​ thing still remained—completely​​⁠ controlling Siern’s murderous​ instinct.

“There’s‍‌ still much to⁠ do. But soon,​⁠ everything will be⁠​ resolved.”

Dereck‍ looked at Siern​⁠ firmly. Seeing his​ confident expression, Siern‌⁠‍ felt reassured and‌ nodded.

***​

After​ her magic lessons⁠ with Dereck, Siern​​‍ would take basic‍​ etiquette or art‍ classes with Aiselin.‌‍ The schedule wasn’t​​​ tight, but Dereck’s‌ classes were so‌​ intense that she‍ would arrive at​⁠ Aiselin’s completely exhausted.‌‌

However,‍‍​ her lessons were​⁠‌ more relaxed, so​ the body didn’t⁠​ tire as much.​‌ And since Aiselin‍‍ had such a warm nature, being⁠‌ with her felt​⁠ like healing both‍ body and mind.‍‌

“Sister‍​​ Aiselin…”

“Yes,​​⁠ Lady Siern!”

Aiselin,⁠‌ who beamed with‌ a radiant and⁠ almost ecstatic expression​​ whenever she was‍ called “sister,” clearly‍ enjoyed having a younger woman rely​⁠⁠ on her. Seeing​ that reaction softened​‍‌ Siern’s heart, and‌⁠⁠ before she knew‌​ it, she was‍ leaning on her⁠‌‍ emotionally more than​⁠‍ she had expected.‍‌

“Could⁠​ you… tie my⁠ hair… please…?”

“How​⁠⁠ could I not?!”⁠⁠

Aiselin,​‍​ rolling up her‍ sleeves and approaching⁠⁠ with arms around‌ Siern’s shoulders, had​‌‍ a very special​⁠ way of making⁠‌​ others depend on⁠‌ her. When in‍ her arms, Siern’s‌⁠ body would relax,‍ and she felt​​‌ like she could‌ entrust her with‌​‍ everything.

Guided⁠ by Aiselin’s energy⁠​ and relaxing her⁠ body, Siern would​ occasionally recall the⁠‌ warm plains of‌⁠ the southwest she‍‌⁠ so longed for.​‌ She imagined ever-green‌‍‌ fields, the warm‍ sunlight, and the‌ pleasant breeze sweeping‍ across the meadows.⁠​⁠

Surely,‍‍‍ Ebelstein must be‍ like that.

In⁠‌‍ Siern’s eyes, Aiselin‌⁠​ was like the‍​ personification of that⁠​ idealized landscape.

And‌​⁠ so, Siern let‌‍​ herself be enveloped‌​⁠ in a strange​ sense of happiness‍⁠‍ as she returned​‍‌ to her tower​ room, just as​ the evening sky​‍‍ began to turn⁠‍ red.

Lying​ on a bed‌​​ adorned with lace,‌ she surrendered to​ its soft comfort.‌⁠‍ And as she‍‌ silently gazed at‌ the ceiling, she‌‍⁠ felt like everything​​‍ she had learned​‌ during the day⁠‍‌ was settling in‌‌‌ her mind.

Compared⁠‌​ to spending an​‌ empty day, her‍‍‍ heart now felt⁠⁠ filled with satisfaction.⁠‌

Then,‌‍ she suddenly remembered⁠​ the image of​⁠ that white-haired mage‍​ who had appeared‌‍ like a calamity‌ and stared at​​ her so intensely.‌⁠⁠ The fear she​ had felt at‍ first still lingered,‌ making her heart⁠ skip a beat​⁠⁠ from time to‍‌ time… but in‍ hindsight, it seemed⁠‌‍ like that boy‌‍ had always acted‍ for her sake.‌‌‍

Seen‌ from another angle,⁠ it had always⁠ been that way.‍​ He was a man who didn’t‌​‌ hesitate to take​‌ on a bad​‍​ reputation and did​‌‍ what needed to‌‍⁠ be done.

His‌​​ image, rolling up‌‍ his sleeves and‌‌ stepping forward without⁠‌ fear even in‌‍ life-or-death situations, was‌‍ deeply engraved in⁠ her mind.

And⁠‌‍ yet, when teaching⁠‌ magic, he was​‌​ kind and a perfect gentleman. The‍ contrast between both⁠⁠ sides was hard​‍ to grasp, but‌​ over time, she‌ realized that this‍‌ was Dereck’s true‌⁠ nature.

No​ matter how many‍‍ times she saw​ him, she never‌‌‍ got used to​‍​ him. That’s why‍‍‌ the image of​‍‌ that boy was‌‌ etched deeply in‌‌‌ the heart of⁠⁠‌ this young girl⁠ in the midst​‌​ of adolescence.

‘Dereck.‌‌ Dereck. What a peculiar name. Dereck.‌‌ De-re-ck.’

She‍‌‍ repeated his name​ in a low⁠⁠ voice several times​‌​ and then let​ out a little‌ laugh.

— Don’t worry. I’m​ stronger than Lady‌‍ Siern.

Strangely,⁠ seeing his always-rational‌​⁠ attitude gave her⁠‍ a peculiar sense​‌ of security, as‌ if he could⁠​ resolve any situation.​‍

She⁠‍ closed her eyes​‍​ and imagined the⁠ warm plains of⁠‌ Ebelstein she had​‍‌ dreamed of, from⁠ that cold snowy⁠‍ field.

Clutching‌ her coat tightly,​‍ following closely behind‍‍‍ him, she imagined​ that someday she‍‍ might walk through‌‍ those meadows.

However,​​ the memories of⁠ the massacres that‌⁠ occasionally returned pulled​‌‍ her back to​‌ reality.

The​ faint smell of​⁠‍ blood that returned​​ to her nose​ just when she‍⁠⁠ was about to⁠‍ forget it.

“…”⁠‌

Once‍​ again, Siern, trapped​ in a pessimistic‍​ mood, murmured softly.⁠⁠⁠

“They‍‍ say… he was⁠​​ a popular teacher⁠ in Ebelstein.”

Even⁠ though Melverot had​‌‌ summoned him to⁠ stay at the‍​ Rochester mansion, eventually​ he would return​‍ to Ebelstein.

He‍‍‍ was the most‍ prestigious magic instructor,​‍ coveted by Duplain,⁠ Belmierd, and Beltus.​‌

And‍⁠ for Dereck, Siern‌‌ was just one​​⁠ student among many‍⁠⁠ others.

In‍⁠​ fact, legendary figures⁠ like Diella, Ellen,​⁠ and Denise also⁠⁠‍ claimed to be‍​‌ his disciples. Even‍​⁠ if Siern were​​ added to that‍​ list, it wouldn’t‌‍ hold any special‍‍​ meaning.

If​‍⁠ Dereck returned to‍‍ Ebelstein, it was⁠⁠ obvious every family‍​ would try again​⁠⁠ with all their‍⁠​ might to recruit​‍ him.

They‌‍‍ could learn magic⁠ from anyone. They​​ didn’t need Dereck‍ specifically.

But​​‍ for Siern, there‍ was no one​‍⁠ else who could⁠‌‍ handle her like‌⁠‍ Dereck.

“…”‌

Swoosh.‍‍‍

In‌ a corner of​ the tower at⁠ sunset, Siern slowly‍‌ sat up and​​‍ lowered her head.‌⁠​

A lock of white‍ hair fell across⁠ her forehead.

‘If‍ it’s Dereck… could⁠ he change me…?’⁠‌

In‌​ the corner of⁠‍ a girl’s heart,⁠ going through a tempestuous phase, a new emotion emerged—one⁠‍‌ she had never⁠‌ felt before.

It⁠​ was called “possessiveness.”​‍‍

Siern‍​​ wanted to monopolize‌‍⁠ the teacher named⁠​ Dereck.

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