Chapter 1.19
Then, the elegant longsword that resonated with Levi’s mana, instead of being caught in her hand, flew straight toward the cage.
The sharp blade didn’t break the cage at all and accurately wedged itself between the thin bars.
An accurate attack that most swordsmen wouldn’t be able to implement even while holding the sword with both hands, Levi was accomplishing it solely by moving her fingertips.
Screech!
The moment the demon collapsed with a death cry from the attack that hit the exact center of its body—
“……?!”
Exclamation marks filled the minds of the audience.
‘How…… can she insert it accurately through that small gap without even holding the sword?’
‘What is it, exactly? Levi Heron clearly looks like a sick person.’
Soon, one fact was deeply etched into the confused minds of those watching.
Even if Levi was the only heir, born sickly and unable to help the family, being called a defective product, a Heron was still a Heron.
A bloodline of predators whose starting point was different from other knight families from the beginning.
Treating the heir, who had inherited the supernatural power of such a family intact, as an ordinary sick person had been a great mistake.
Especially after seeing her summon and perfectly control such a longsword in the blink of an eye.
“Wow…….”
Applause burst out from all sides along with a weak exclamation dropped by someone.
The moment she heard that sound, Levi forgot everything for a moment and smiled brightly.
It was because she was purely happy about the fact that her martial prowess, which she had polished with the family’s knights for a week while even reducing her sleep, was recognized, rather than the pleasure of her act working.
“Thank you.”
The moment her clear, transparent pink eyes curved into half-moons, the male students filling the lecture hall pressed their lips together.
‘My heart just felt a bit tingly…… what was that.’
‘Was the Young Lady of Heron originally that beautiful?’
Until now, stories about Levi Heron were all about how she couldn’t even do social activities because she was too weak, or how it was pitiful because she was clearly going to fail at being a knight.
So naturally, they had never seen her appearance in detail, but now that they looked, she was attractive enough to capture people’s gazes all at once.
Her wavy, flowing platinum hair was as luscious as if it would smell like milk tea with honey, and her pink eyes were as clear as if they would bewitch people if they stared into them.
The imagination that she would exude a very alluring atmosphere if heat rose in her pale skin and flushed it red came naturally.
They say the Count of Heron cherished his only daughter so much that he raised her only inside the mansion.
The biggest reason must be due to the Young Lady being sickly and outdoor activities being difficult, but it seemed he also wrapped her up and kept her hidden for fear that men would hit on his beautiful daughter.
“……Good work. A Heron is indeed a Heron.”
Gillian, noticing that the students’ attitude toward Levi had changed strangely, quickly wrapped up the demonstration and continued his words.
“As you all know, demons can only be countered with holy power, the Blessing of the First handed down in Heron, or mana that has reached a very high level.”
Then, he held up the cage containing the unconscious demon.
“However, if you want to completely annihilate a demon, you must throw it into the pond filled with holy water at the Great Temple. That is exactly why Holy Knights holding cages are seen all over the capital.”
Gillian briefly touched upon the fact that it was the 2nd Prince Frid who had improved the demon transport system more efficiently and moved on.
Demian, who would normally have been appalled inwardly while watching Gillian praise Frid, was somehow unresponsive.
Because Demian, like the other men filling the lecture hall, could not take his eyes off Levi for a long time.
***
After Gillian’s <Demonology> class ended, Ayla let out the admiration she had been holding back while calling Levi by her name as she had permitted.
“Levi, you were really cool earlier!”
Since they had been stuck together all week, Ayla knew better than anyone that Levi was currently exhausted from her recent training.
Every time she saw Levi, who was already weak, training at the mansion, processing work as the Acting Head, and even attending Academy classes, Ayla felt an unknown sense of respect.
When Levi finally successfully showcased her power in front of everyone as a result of her effort, she unknowingly clenched her fists and cheered.
At least those who took the class together just now would not be able to call Levi by the derogatory term ‘Heron’s Defective Product’ in the future.
Ayla was as pleased by that fact as if it were her own business.
“I hope I become a second-year soon. Then I’ll be able to learn at least simple magic.”
Levi listened quietly to her modest wish and thought to herself:
‘Simple magic, my foot. You’re the reincarnation of the Goddess who, once your power fully awakens, can blow away the capital in a single strike.’
It would be a year later, during the <Magic Theory> class, when Ayla—who was emotionally and physically abused by her uncle—would happen to obtain her potential.
However, Levi knew a way to advance that period.
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