Chapter 21: ire’s Perception


    “What, what do you want to do?” Walter asked, shaking.


    “Come on, genius magician, form a contract with my darling disciple. Be ire’s second pair of eyes.” Emery chuckled. A spirit’s senses were far better than the senses of a normal person.


    “What can I do? Right now I don’t have even the slightest bit of energy.” After hearing this, Walter was a bit relieved.


    “No, I can let you gain some energy. But you must be my disciple’s second pair of eyes and help her detect and survive dangers.” Emery said.


    “What contract?” Walter asked doubtfully, then frowned. “I’m telling you, don’t even think about restricting me forever. And not the master-servant soul contract either.”


    Emery shook his head and said gently, “No, I only need an equal contract where you and ire canmunicate mentally within a certain radius. ire will probably meet a lot of danger in the future. I hope you can help dispel those dangers with all your effort. Aspensation, I’ll help you recover some of your power and find a suitable body for you.”


    “That good?” Once he heard this, Walter was delighted, but then asked in suspicion, “Are you trying to deceive to me?”


    “Definitely not. I swear upon my honor as a magician.” Emery said seriously.


    “Then that’s good, no problem.” Walter was happy again. In the days that followed when Walter met those unusually annoying problems, he would realize how tragic it was that he agreed to Emery’s proposal. If ire was a little devil, then Emery was a big devil.


    ire looked at the two negotiating, confused. Emery then made ire put her hand on top of the Spiritual Stone and started chanting some strange incantation. A faint white light covered ire and the Spiritual Stone. The white light dissipated after a short while, but ire felt something different in her head. She could nowmunicate directly with Walter telepathically!


    “Walter should be more sensitive to dark magic, so with Walter by your side, things will be much easier.” This was what Emery said, but ire didn’t really understand what he meant. She only felt that Emery was nning for something!


    “Alright, ire, you just came back today so you must be tired. You should rest early.” Emery pushed open the window and jumped out.


    ire looked thoughtfully at the Spiritual Stone in her hand while stroking her chin. She knitted her brows, thinking.


    “Walter, is this Spiritual Stone very valuable? Can you conceal your dark aura?” ire frowned as she asked.


    “Of course it’s very valuable. By attaching myself to this stone, I can hide my dark aura. If I don’t expose myself on purpose, then everyone would think this was a normal stone.” Walter said, very pleased with himself. This meant that when Emery found out there was something in the stone, it was Walter himself who purposely exposed himself.


    “Valuable?” ire yed around with the small stone, and said casually, “It’s disposable, only able to be used once before bing trash. This thing is valuable?”


    “Of course, this could count as a sub-Artifact! You can store a spirit inside. There are very few people who can recognize this is a Spiritual Stone. Your master is remarkable. Even the Divine Prince couldn’t identify it.” Thest sentence waspletely unnecessary. If the Divine Prince recognized this stone, Walter wouldn’t be here talking to ire right now.


    At least with Walter around her it would be easier to sense dark auras. ire thought about it, then let it go. Today she was too tired. She would ask this guy about dark magic another day.


    “Sleep.” Walter was waiting for ire to respond, only to hear thiszy word again.


    Walter again stared at ire when she calmly took off her clothes. Then with only one nce from ire, Walter felt cold all over, and hurriedly squirmed into the Spiritual Stone.


    The next day, as soon as ire woke up, the housekeeper came to tell her that the schr Camille woulde and teach her literature and math. Looks like Gordan had already prepared a schedule for ire this summer.


    After breakfast, ire went to her own study. Camille was already there waiting for her. Everyone had a study, but Duke Gordan’s study had more books, so ire usually liked to read there.


    Just like before, Camille acted cultured and refined, with his never changing gentle smile. His gorgeous blonde hair was still splendid.


    “Teacher, thank you for waiting.” ire smiled and curtsied before Camille.


    “No, I’ve also just arrived. Let’s start ss then.” Camille smiled.


    ire sat down, sitting up straight. Someone already ced all the textbooks she was going to need on her desk.


    Camille wrote equations on the ckboard while ire listened intently. Suddenly, one of Camille’s small movements aroused ire’s suspicion.


    Camille was a little stiff when he wrote, and although it was only a tiny bit, the stiffness was definitely there. ire knew that little movement by heart. It’s because when one is wounded, lifting one’s hand strains the injuries. Camille still had the gentle smile fixed on his face, and his face was also rosy, so one could ever tell that he was injured just from his external appearances. Also, as a physically weak schr and the student of the most famous schr in the capital, who would want to hurt him?


    The truth is often surprising. ire could be certain that Camille was injured, and it wasn’t minor either.


    ire didn’t ask. This was unrted to her. Since Camille tried to cover it up, that meant he didn’t want people to know. Camille’s identity shouldn’t be so simple, but ire wasn’t interested about it.


    A whole morning’s teaching passed by peacefully.


    Camille kindly declined the invitation to stay for lunch and left alone.


    In the afternoon, as ire, Gordan, and Katherine ate lunch, ire discovered that Gordan’s mind was on something else.


    As if something big had happened.


    Gordan didn’t even bother to finish the meal before leaving hurriedly.


    ire thoughtfully watched Gordan disappear from the door of the Grand Hall and kept on eating slowly.


    “Do you want to know what happened?” Walter’s voice appeared vulgarly in ire’s mind.


    “Speak.” ire replied coldly, without any emotion.


    “Just go ask that knight of yours. When he met his Royal Highness the second prince in Gale Gorge, they kept making hand signals at each other behind your back.” Walter hastily exined.


    “I know he works for the second prince, but he also works for my Grandfather.” ire’s words shocked Walter.


    “You know all this?” Walter eximed in surprise.


    “If I’m not mistaken, they... ” ire’s voice stopped, making Walter extremely impatient.


    “They what? Keep on talking!” Walter urged.


    “Walter...” ire started in an carefree voice, “Don’t you know? Curiosity often causes people to lose their lives.” But this nonchnt voice made Walter’s heart chill. This seemingly bright girl only in her teens was definitely not as innocent as her appearance seemed.


    Walter obediently shut up, not making another sound.


    After talking to Katherine for a while, ire also left to take an afternoon break. After the break, she had equestrian and fencing lessons.


    Jean followed ire from behind all the way until they reached ire’s door.


    Suddenly ire turned around, looked at Jean and asked unemotionally: “Did something happenst night? Something rted to the second prince?”


    As soon as ire finished speaking, Jean’s facial expression instantly changed.