One afternoon, Vina and Tia found themselves in their usual study room, diligently learning from Sera.
The room boasted an ornate wooden door and was imbued with the rich scent of aged parchment. Shelves brimming with leather-bound tomes and ancient manuscripts lined the walls, while sunlight filtered through tall windows, casting ethereal rays that danced across the polished wooden floor. At the heart of the room stood a sturdy mahogany desk, its surface strewn with quills, ink pots, and parchment scrolls. Adorning the walls were maps of distant lands, alongside portraits of esteemed ancestors and tapestries depicting scenes of valor. The crackling fireplace added a cozy warmth to the tranquil atmosphere.
Vina and Tia wore elegant thigh-length, loose-fitting chemises of white fabric with a triangular silhouette following the day's dress code. They sat on the floor, with study materials spread in front of them.
Seated alongside them on the floor is Sera. She sat in a side sitting pose, with her knees bent and both feet going towards the same side, wore a thigh-length, slightly triangular chemise that hugged her every curve and accentuated her feminine figure. Its smooth fabric hinting at her silhouette beneath. The neckline dipped modestly, framing her collarbones with a delicate allure, while the hemline fell just above her thighs. Her cleavage is clearly visible for everyone to see. The delicate fabric reveals her smooth legs to spark intrigue and desire. Her hair cascaded down her back in loose waves. With each movement, the chemise sways gently, teasingly drawing attention to the intoxicating mystery that lay beneath its gossamer layers.
"Argh," Vina groaned in frustration, unable to bear it any longer.
"What happened?" Sera inquired, her brow furrowing with concern.
"Mother, we've been learning the same languages for years, but we're unable to remember any of them," Vina complained, her frustration palpable.
"Yes, Mother, no matter how hard we try or how many repetitions we do, we slowly forget what we learn," Tia added.
"It feels like the words are slipping away."
Sera chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's not just a feeling. The words and letters you're learning are truly slipping away."
"What do you mean, Mother?" Vina asked, confused.
"The languages you're both learning are ancient languages, ones that most people aren't even aware of. I got Eleanor to borrow and send a few books from our family," Sera explained patiently.
"As their name suggests, these languages are ancient, and every word and letter is imbued with magic," she continued. "Unless a person has awakened their magic, they won't be able to retain the knowledge related to magic."
"Magic-related knowledge can have various effects on living beings," Sera elaborated. "Some may cause sentient beings to become lunatic or crazy, while others may induce laziness. Additionally, some magic knowledge will slowly fade away from their memory, among other effects."
"These ancient languages are of low potency, and normal people won't be able to retain anything in their memory if a few days pass," Sera emphasized. "To retain that knowledge, normal people have to repetitively learn and memorize."
"The knowledge related to magic is vast, and each person's capability to retain it is directly proportional to their magic capacity" she clarified. "Normally, an awakened person doesn't reach their full memory capacity in their lifetime. However, there exists a clear limit for everyone."
"The slipping away of magic knowledge starts to take place when a person reaches their magic limit in retaining the magic-related knowledge," Sera concluded. "In your case, since you both haven't awakened, your magic capacity is too low. So even normal alphabets of magic languages will start to slip away given enough time. This is the same in my case as well. Due to my lack of magic capacity, I won't be able to retain much of my magic knowledge. The only difference is that I am able to retain it for a much longer period."
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The Eclipse Moons Grimoire: Lilith's Soft Whispers
FantasyA boy who wishes to be a girl dies in an accident and reincarnates in a world of gods and demons as the second son of the baroness with hidden past. His mother disguises and raises him as a girl. Note: There will not be any sex scenes between main c...
