Chapter 97: The Gift
"Ancient... Dark... Terrifying... When... the stars... awaken..."
In the slightly dim room, Claire sat at her desk, intently studying the object in front of her.
It was an ancient stone slab fragment engraved with bizarre relief characters, made of a greyish-black rock with a slightly greasy metallic luster, quite peculiar.
By the dim, white magic light, the young girl’s azure eyes, filled with seriousness, scrutinized every tiny detail of the engravings on the slab.
She would occasionally flip through several thick, large tomes by her side, comparing with the badly yellowed pages, trying bit by bit to decipher the strange text on the slab.
In the candlelight, the girl’s golden hair sparkled, and her milky, adorable pointed ears unconsciously twitched slightly, reflecting a tempting crystalline luster.
After parting with Anvis, the girl did not attend courses at other schools nor did she, like some noble children, go to entertainment and social venues to try to make more friends and develop her own connections.
Instead, she devoted all her time to the study of various mysterious knowledge.
In the entrance examination, her Professional Talent was only slightly above average. However, strangely, she possessed an inexplicable talent for Mysticism.
From her childhood, the old Mage who took care of her had noticed her talent.