Not only the magical power but also the difficulty will increase.
However, there are always some exceptionally talented individuals who can overcome difficult problems. Difficult as it may be, it is not without solutions.
While Roa is pondering, there is a knock on the door.
Roa is slightly taken aback, glancing at the bright moon outside, wondering who would be looking for him at this late hour.
Roa does not disperse his magical perception and casually says, "Come in."
To Roa's surprise, it is not Rudeus who enters, but Eris.
Roa is astonished that Eris has learned to knock on doors and is curious why the girl has come to his room at night.
Eris is wearing a bright red nightgown that reaches her calves. The style of the nightgown is beautiful, and because it is a nightgown, it reveals a large expanse of the girl's snow-white skin.
Setting aside Eris's active personality, she is willing to sit quietly in the chair, her face serious, definitely a beautiful sight.
Roa examines Eris, who feels a bit shy and shifts her gaze elsewhere, saying somewhat nervously, "Roa, are you still reading? It's already so late."
Roa's mouth twitches. He thinks to himself, "You know it's late?"
Eris is carefree, but at times she can feel a bit timid.
Eris steps closer and stands beside Roa. Her pretty face lacks its usual liveliness, and she feels a bit awkward.
Perhaps it has been a long time since they last met, or maybe it is her first time in Roa's room, making her feel shy.
Roa closes the book without adopting a teacher's demeanor. He releases a natural aura, wrapping Eris in a gentle atmosphere, causing her to be momentarily stunned.
For some reason, the Roa in front of her seems to have changed slightly compared to the morning; he appears even more handsome.
Shaking her head, Eris dismisses some strange thoughts and gathers her courage to say to Roa, "Um, can I sleep here tonight, Brother Roa?"
Roa glances at his bed. The bed is quite large, as is normal for nobility. It can easily accommodate two people, and even five or six would fit without issue.
Roa is not surprised by Eris's request. Looking at her attire, he can guess the reason.
However, Roa's brows furrow slightly. Is Philip really that eager?
Eris gazes at Roa with her fiery red eyes, which are as beautiful as gemstones, looking at him with great anticipation.
Roa feels a bit of a headache. Eris may not understand the implications, but how could he not?
Roa wants to refuse Eris, but as he looks into her expectant eyes, he swallows his words.
After thinking for a moment, he sighs and says, "Alright, do as you wish."
Joy flashes across Eris's face as she immediately leaps into Roa's arms.
Roa laughs and catches the girl, teasing her, "Unknowingly, our Eris has grown quite a bit and has become a big girl."
In a sense, he can be considered half a teacher to Eris, and if one were to insist, he has watched her grow up.
Although he hasn't been watching over her for long, there is still some affection.
Eris pays no mind and directly sits on Roa's lap, watching him sketch something on paper with a pen.
Eris does not understand what he is doing; she just thinks Roa smells wonderful, a fresh and elegant scent, like nature itself. The tranquil atmosphere makes her feel at peace.
Eris naturally leans against Roa's arm. Although she has grown up and her weight has slightly increased, even a hundred of such weights would be acceptable to Roa.
Roa does not mind and continues to sketch and write.
Eris in his arms is exceptionally well-behaved, so much so that Roa thinks she has fallen asleep.
Only when he looks down does he realize Eris is staring at him with her bright eyes, unblinking.
Noticing Roa's gaze, Eris's cheeks flush, and she casually looks away. Her demeanor makes Roa feel a bit amused.
Ignoring Eris, Roa continues to fall into deep thought.
A faint, elegant fragrance emanates from Eris, and the subtle scent makes Roa feel refreshed.
Roa looks at the girl in his arms.
"You smell so good."
Both of them almost simultaneously think this thought. Roa clears his throat, his thoughts pulled away by the delicate scent, feeling that he can study magic anytime and does not need to delay Eris's hard-won courage to come find him.
But in fact, Roa still sees Eris as a little girl.
Sleeping is just sleeping; it feels more like an older brother treating his younger sister.
Roa does not continue to study magic. Instead, he pulls Eris closer and begins to tell her a story.
Roa thinks for a moment, then picks Eris up in a princess carry and takes her to the bed.
He places Eris beside him, lies down on the bed, leans against the headboard, thinks for a moment, and starts telling a story.
The stories that girls like to hear are generally spirit tales like Snow White.
The beginning is always "Once upon a time," changing the country and location, and then narrating the beauty of the spirit tale.
Roa's storytelling is not particularly outstanding; the story is something he has copied from his past life memories, patched together, and barely conveys the general plot.
But to Roa's surprise, Eris listens very attentively, even a bit too attentively.
At this moment, Roa remembers that this world is very different from the one he came from.
In his previous world, people were bombarded with information in the internet age. There was no shortage of information; with a smartphone, one could learn about various things from different worlds.
Surrounded by big data, people naturally became accustomed to the information.
But in this world, it is completely different. Many simple, cheesy love phrases are the most sincere declarations of love here, enough to make girls shed tears and vow to stay by their side for a lifetime.
This world lacks education for children. Not only that, but there are also almost no story collections specifically for children. Even if there are, there are usually only one or two books.
Eris's room contains such a book, which likely tells the story of heroes and demon kings.
Three parts truth, seven parts fiction, copied from history books, then modified to glorify the hero's strength and vilify the demon race as ruthless killers, with the hero standing on the side of justice, driving the demon race back to where they belong.
What the truth is remains unknown, but the story's limits are set, and it keeps repeating the same narrative. Perhaps it was novel at first, but after seeing it many times, it naturally becomes boring.
Eris suddenly encountering Roa's type of new and interesting story is only natural.
Eris clings to Roa, asking him to tell more.
Roa thinks for a moment and does not refuse, pulling out all the tales from the Brothers Grimm.
As a child, he was very interested in such spirit tales, and even after many years, he has not forgotten them.
The moonlight is bright, and the moonlight spills into the room along the window sill, the pure white moonlight contrasting with the dim yellow light inside.
Eris's eyes are fixed on Roa's profile, her delicate feet swaying slightly with her smooth calves. Lying on the bed, the soft bedding makes Eris feel warm, and the scent on the blankets makes her heart race inexplicably.
Roa's voice echoes in the small room, his gentle tone making Eris feel comfortable.
Perhaps it is too comfortable, or perhaps the usual sword training has been too exhausting; Eris falls asleep after hearing the third story.
Her eyelashes flutter slightly as she hugs Roa's arm, lying on his chest as she drifts off.
Roa glances at the already sleeping Eris and covers her with a blanket. It is now autumn, and although it doesn't feel much during the day, at night, if one does not cover up properly, they might catch a cold.
Looking at the dim candlelight, Roa waves his hand to extinguish it, leaving only the pure, hazy moonlight.
A night without conversation passes, and when Eris wakes up the next morning, she finds that Roa has already left.
Yawning, Eris slowly gets out of bed.
After a long time, Eris has had a good sleep, dreaming of her knight.
However, unlike the story Roa told, the knight saves the princess; the roles are reversed, and the knight finds himself in a dire situation, while the princess draws her sword and rescues him.
The bedding still carries Roa's scent, and Eris cannot help but snuggle into it, confirming that it is the kind of scent that brings a sense of security.
Deciding to stay here from now on.
She puts on her shoes and gets out of bed, realizing her clothes are not here, so she has to return to her room to change into her own clothes.
Opening the door, she walks outside.
Just as she opens the door, she sees another blonde.
The blonde happens to be coming out of his room as well. When he sees Eris, he is slightly taken aback, and then a strange expression appears on his face.
However, Rudeus does not say anything, only slightly bows and greets Eris, "Good morning, young lady."
Eris raised an eyebrow, feeling that Rudeus's gaze was quite unpleasant. She snorted coldly and turned to leave, but after taking three steps, she suddenly turned her head and looked back at Rudeus, saying, "Do you know where Roa went?"
"Roa?"
Rudeus clicked his tongue inwardly, feeling quite emotional.
So, it has come to this step after all?
Rudeus sighed, recalling for a long time, he had sensed that Eris had a subtle admiration for Roa.
This admiration manifested in the belief that the other person could do anything and could easily solve most things that she couldn't.
Feelings, aside from love at first sight, are triggered by various factors.
And admiration is often one of the key factors that induce love.
Not to mention Roa and Eris, even when Rudeus was trying to impress girls, he would try to showcase his charm as a boy.
Thinking about it, Rudeus still responded, "Roa might be over at Ghislaine's place. Why don't you go look for Ghislaine?"
Eris nodded and continued forward.
Rudeus breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to wash up with his things, but unexpectedly, Eris turned back and asked, "By the way, do you know where Ghislaine is?"
Rudeus: …
At the training ground, Roa was sparring with Ghislaine.
Compared to their previous duel, the current match between the two was not as intense.
Roa struck with his sword, Ghislaine blocked, Ghislaine struck, and Roa blocked.
As they exchanged blows, Roa also inquired about the current Sword God from Ghislaine.
"Master is very strong. If you fight him, make sure not to get within his attack range."
Ghislaine's movements did not pause as he suddenly swung his wooden sword down towards Roa's position. The wooden sword moved quickly, reaching Roa's face in the blink of an eye.
Roa horizontally blocked the strike, easily deflecting the blow. After the strike was blocked, it was Roa's turn to counterattack.
With a strong push from his right hand, the wooden sword shook slightly, forcing Ghislaine back, followed by a thrust.
It was just a simple thrust, but it couldn't harm Ghislaine. Ghislaine's figure turned into an afterimage, and the next moment, he appeared at Roa's right side.
"Why?" Roa continued to move, responding to Ghislaine's strikes while still having the energy to ask him why.
Ghislaine replied, "Master's sword is very fast. The Sword of Light has reached a level of perfection. As long as you are within his sword's range, no one can match him."
After thinking for a moment, Ghislaine added, "Even if you can use Light Reversal, it won't work."
Ghislaine swung his wooden sword down towards Roa's right arm. Roa raised an eyebrow, and the wooden sword turned a bright red. A circular flame slash was unleashed by Roa.
The Breath of the Sun had been pushed to its limits by Roa; his swordsmanship no longer required as much preparation as before. As long as he wanted, he could unleash it in an instant.
The crimson flames enveloped the wooden sword and struck down hard on Ghislaine's wooden sword.
Ghislaine frowned; the wooden sword was of average quality and was broken on the spot, the broken end turning to charcoal.
Roa shrugged and said, "Let's stop here. Tell me more about him."
Ghislaine looked at Roa's youthful face and sighed, "There are really too many geniuses in this world."
After coughing a few times, Ghislaine continued, "Master also knows Water God Flow, and his level is at the Emperor level. However, he rarely uses Water God Flow. That old man is very proud and always takes pride in his Sword God Flow."
Roa nodded, waiting for more information.
Ghislaine suddenly patted Roa on the shoulder, grinning widely, and said, "Kid, if possible, I hope you can teach him a good lesson. I've suffered a lot from him before."