Why Did Asta Get His Grimoire の小説・ストーリー

“Because she’s Lucius’s girlfriend?” Elara let out a short, humorless laugh. “She wishes. No, because she’s cruel. And she hates competition. You’re prettier than her, which means you’re already on her list.” With that cheery thought, she reopened her book, signaling the end of our conversation. I sat down on my empty bed, the mattress sighing under my weight. The reality of my situation finally crashed down on me. I was in a magical academy, surrounded by powerful beings, and I had nothing. My fire was gone, my shapeshifting locked away. The boy I had helped save was now a powerful leader who looked at me like I was a problem he had to manage. My only connection to my past was a legendary b

she said and leaned towards Iktanne's ear and whispered, "... we've heard a few days ago in the library from the proctors that the Giants were collecting gold and souls from the normals. They said that there was an insignia left on the shores of the north... which might cause a great trouble because it links back here in the Academy and the Empire." Iktanne's face was wild with shock. "What insignia was it?," she whispered back. "Well, we don't know for the bell started ringing for our next class so we weren't able to get what they were saying." The blond guy, Anthony, stood up from the other end of the couch and interrupted them, saying he'll be away to get some food. He looked at Iktanne's

- Do you think that a girl like me looks like she's sneaking into a place like this because she's crazy about him? -And isn't that what you're doing? - Shit- Come on in. -He adds later, seeing my expression.- But if there is an incident, you're going to have problems. I don't want to have a bad blight on Azael, so you better not bother him. Why is Azael so important? And why does this gorilla-looking man seem afraid of him? -Can you tell me where it usually is? -At the pool table. But hurry up to find it, the Poker Blaze will begin. -He answers opening the door with one hand so that I can pass. I smirk at him and go inside.

"Why did it choose me?" "No one knows, maybe it saw a potential in you, a potential to protect Astra. However, you have to polish and strengthen your powers for the future. You need to be strong and powerful for you shall protect our world, Astra." Headmaster Burdues said with great hopes for me. "I don't want any of that responsibility, I don't even know if I can trust you. There are too many swindlers in the world and having powers from the stars is a big joke." I said in irritation.

The fact that it still has presence and a bit of warmth indicates that the goblins have been holding on to life, not giving up the chance of surviving. Aesthelia bit her lip. She knew the feeling of striving to survive; it made her sort of emotional just thinking about it. "Will he be alright? " the young wolf asked, with worry visible in her eyes. Aesthelia faintly smiled as she closed her eyes tightly. Calling on the wolf spirit in her mind, Aesthelia became the Custos contractor. That's why she can summon the spirit at any time without making magic circles or mumbling enchantments.

He wanted to understand the ruler of Astaroth, why would he be going in the opposite direction if he was going to perform the sacrifice, or was he not going to do that? No, he shook his head, the sacrifice was very important to Astaroth. He walked closer to the window and placed his elbows on the window still then looked up to the sky. The moon was high up and bright and the night was silent, so silent that he could hear the sound of the gentle breeze from afar off.

Amongst my desperacy, the library finally opened and I saw a figure moving towards me. Large hands grabbed me as they shook me into my senses. I felt soft caresses on my back. The person wiped off the sweat on my face and tucked my hair behind my ear. It was a guy. He was saying something, but I couldn't hear a word. "-rae...-stra..." What is he saying? I couldn't hear nor see him properly. He shook me hard in his arms. "ASTRAEA !!!!" A concerned Kevin held me in his arms. He was so worried that he was on the verge of crying.

"I am the exalted Luna of this pack, and my bond was a gift from the Moon Goddess. Tainted, it was worthless. I needed no one but myself. "What did you say?!" A crystal vial whistled past my ear and shattered against the stone wall. Shards of glass and a month's worth of irreplaceable healing balm splattered across the floor. My son's half-shifted eyes burned with a golden rage. "How dare you say you're leaving him! I'm the one who should hate you! If anyone's leaving, it's me! I'm leaving you! The only one I respect is our pack's greatest Beta warrior, Aunt Valerie!"

I run my hands along the shelves, searching for a grimoire that might contain the tracking spell I need, until I finally find a heavy book, its worn leather cover etched with enchatress symbols with a chilling precision. It takes me some time to find the right page, the words in an ancient language dancing before my eyes, difficult to understand. My heart races, and there's a lurking fear that I will fail. I'm not used to tapping into this side of my gifts, and every powerful spell I attempt drains a significant part of my strength. But this time, I cannot hesitate. “Majesty, are you sure about this? We could call the queen and…” Asher suggests, his hesitant tone reflecting the tension in th

He stood at the edge of the circle, arms raised, magic flaring white from his palms as he fought to keep the Wraith from tearing free. Beyond him lay the remains of a battlefield. Wolves. Sorcerers. Moon-priests. All dead. The cost had already been too high. Astra pressed her blood-slicked palm to her chest, right over her heart, feeling the ancient power thrumming there—wild, furious, divine. “This was always how it would end,” she said quietly. “No,” Caelum choked. “There has to be another way. Another seal—another sacrifice—”