Book 1: I was reincarnated as the youngest daughter of the Marquis

chapter 4: Confirmation

"So you're saying that she can manipulate all four elements?" Mom's voice cut through the room, her tone a mix of curiosity and surprise. I stood behind Mother, who was seated on the couch, listening intently. Master Fredrick had requested this audience to discuss my remarkable abilities, and I could hardly contain my excitement and joy.

I nodded vigorously, my heart swelling with pride at the affirmation of my unique talents.

"Yes, and not only that," Master Fredrick continued, his gaze steady and filled with admiration, "but she has also demonstrated extraordinary power and mana levels with each element." My chest puffed up with pride at his praise.

"Given her exceptional talent and mastery over mana manipulation," Master Fredrick suggested, "I would recommend enrolling her in the Royalist Academy. There, she would have access to superior resources and guidance. As you know, the Royalist Academy is the most prestigious institution on the continent."

"I thought the Royalist Academy was focused solely on politics and swordsmanship," Mom interjected, her surprise evident.

"Indeed, it has been that way for years," Master Fredrick acknowledged. "However, last year, some colleagues and I from the Magic Tower advocated for the inclusion of branches for mages, elementalists, and sorcerers. We're also working on establishing an alchemist branch, with the support of the Emperor and the Archmage of the Magic Tower."

"It would be beneficial to consider the School of Sages as well, but it is far from the Empire. I believe it's important for you to keep her close, especially so she can be with her siblings," Master Fredrick explained.

"Oh! I could see Orila there!" I exclaimed, my excitement bubbling over.

"Yet, I worry she might be too young for the academy," Mother voiced her concern, and I snapped my head towards her, momentarily forgetting that I was still just a child.

"While the academy might seem a bit overwhelming for a seven-year-old, I believe Ella can thrive there," Master Fredrick said, his pride in me unmistakable. Although he often glared at me in class, I knew it was only because I tended to ignore his lectures.

"I agree. Ella has already excelled in swordsmanship compared to others her age, and being such an elemental mage," Mom supported.

"But she is only seven," Mother repeated.

"You needn't worry, my lady. I am well-acquainted with the headmaster, and the entire faculty will ensure that Ella adjusts comfortably and feels welcome," Master Fredrick assured them.

"Yes, Mom, and Orila and Austen will be there too," I added, hoping to gain their approval.

"I understand, dear, but we need time to consider this carefully. I also want to meet the headmaster," Mother said firmly to Master Fredrick, who nodded respectfully before taking his leave.

Left alone with my mothers, I could see the blend of pride and worry on their faces.

"Honey, when you're at the academy, you'll be surrounded by people older than you, and it may be challenging to make friends," Mother said gently, though I simply shrugged.

"I don't need friends. Orila and Austen will be there," I replied, dismissing my concerns about making friends. After all, trust had been a challenge for me due to my past life.

Mom and Mother exchanged glances. "But, dear, Austen will be graduating next year, and Orila won't be far behind," Mom pointed out.

"By then, the twins will still be there," I countered.

"What your mother and I are trying to say is that you are still our baby. Letting you go to the academy will be hard for us," Mom explained, coming closer and gently holding my shoulders.