Evelyn, a modern woman, finds herself suddenly transmigrated into a novel where her peaceful life is turned upside down by a crazy Duke who happens to be her husband. Her new life is a maze of danger and betrayal, as the Duke is determined to kill h...
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In the dimly lit corridors, Miya's frantic steps echoed as she desperately searched for Arya. The duchess's sudden absence heightened her anxiety, especially with her master's life hanging in the balance. Hastily climbing the stairs, Miya's heart raced until she spotted Arya. "My lady," she gasped, stopping her in her tracks. With a calm demeanor, Arya turned to Miya, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. "Ah, Miya, tell the butler to connect me with the border, I will be in the study", she said, leaving an air of enigma in her wake.
As Arya's demeanor shifted from fear to calmness, Miya grappled with disbelief. The stark contrast perplexed her, leaving Arya's character a profound puzzle. However, recognizing the urgency, Miya pushed aside her confusion. With each step, she contemplating the enigma of her mistress while prioritizing the crucial task at hand. The intricate details of Arya's behavior lingered in Miya's thoughts as she made her way to deliver the message to Alfred, determined to unravel the mystery later.
In the quiet confines of the library, Arya immersed herself in contemplation, seeking understanding of her magical abilities. As her thoughts swirled, she noticed Von lying in a circle on the table before her. This caught Arya's attention, as in previous instances, her magic had caused Von to vanish for days. However, this time, both Arya and Von remained present, seemingly unscathed.
Perplexed, Arya couldn't ignore the anomaly. Von, too, appeared in fine condition, devoid of the usual post-magic fatigue or headaches. Intrigued and with a furrowed brow, Arya called out, "Von?" Von turned to meet her gaze. Arya, with a mix of curiosity and concern, asked, "You seem to be in good shape, and so am I. What exactly transpired? Why is everything different this time?" The library's stillness accentuated the mystery surrounding the unexpected turn of events.
"Ah…", von made it sound like she had forgotten about it and said, "remember the pice of fregmants we got from the will", with a slight nod Arya confirmed her recollection, "well, that strengthen me." Grasping the concept, Arya inquired, "so you level up, huh? What happens now? Do you evolve or what?" Von shake her head, a knowing smile on her lips, "it is my power that becomes complete."
Von's explanation unfolded with a sense of mystique. "The fragments, when assimilated, act as catalysts, unlocking the latent potential within me. It's not just a leveling up; it's a transformation, a merging of energies. Letting me reach the peak of my abilities. As the mana vines within me tear apart, careful observation reveals a transformative process. By dissecting and understanding these fractured mana vines, a clear pathway emerges, allowing the mana contained within me to flow seamlessly without encountering any impediments. It's a meticulous alignment of the shattered fragments, paving the way for my enhanced capabilities to manifest and traverse unobstructed channels of power. Making me a complete vessel of heightened power."
"Do not bungle me," Arya remarked, a hesitant smile gracing her face. A knock on the door interrupted the moment, and the butler announced, "Madam, it's Alfred." "Come in," Arya responded granting Alfred permission to enter the study. Approaching the table, Alfred carefully placed the box down, revealing an oval-shaped jam stone. "This one is connected to the one that the duke has with him now," he explained, seamlessly connecting the stone to the duke. As David answered the call with a casual "Yes, Alfred," his surprise was palpable when Arya's image appeared instead of the butler. With an embarrassed look, he hastily greeted her, "Good evening, madam."
