Ellis looked at Roa with surprise and asked, "Roa, you can braid hair too?"
Roa nodded.
After that, Ellis didn't say much more, regaining her previous calm demeanor and continuing to eat.
It wasn't particularly shocking for a boy to be able to braid a cute hairstyle.
So Ellis was merely surprised and didn't delve deeper into the topic.
Seeing Ellis silent and not giving the praise he wanted, Roa shifted his gaze to Est.
Est noticed the gaze, looked up to meet Roa's eyes, and as if sensing something, she feigned surprise and said, "Master, that's amazing."
Ellis, who was eating, was like: ???
Receiving Est's compliment, Roa nodded in satisfaction.
The more he looked at Est, the more pleasing she became; as his contract spirit, Est was beginning to understand his intentions.
After the group finished dinner, Ellis hurriedly left.
Seeing her worried expression, it seemed that trouble might be brewing in the recent days.
Taking Est for a stroll around the academy, Roa didn't go directly to find Claire but instead went to the library to read the collection again.
The academy had a vast collection of books covering a wide range of topics, and reading helped Roa understand this world better.
This time, Roa wanted to learn about Areishia and the matters concerning Solomon.
However, most of the records depicted Areishia in a sanctified manner, portraying her as a selfless, patriotic saint who couldn't bear to see the suffering of the people and drew the holy sword to embark on the path of salvation.
The overly divine and perfect portrayal lacked humanity.
In reality, the saint Roa had seen was far from perfect; that saint with the same dazzling golden hair was not so selfless.
The content in the books lacked credibility; after glancing through a few pages, Roa lost interest. Rather than a biography, it felt more like a story, the kind meant for children.
Roa's purpose in visiting the library wasn't solely to find information about Areishia; he was indeed interested in her, but only to a certain extent.
Knowing that he was unlikely to find much useful information about Areishia, Roa began browsing content related to the Astral Zero.
However, while reading, he unexpectedly discovered something quite interesting.
He saw two young girls in the book.
The two girls were on opposite pages, each occupying a full page.
The photos were in grayscale; the girl on the left had a very delicate appearance, dressed in a nun's outfit, holding a wooden sword in her right hand, resting it on her shoulder, striking a very impressive pose.
The caption above read: Areishia Idriss.
The title was also quite simple: The Saint of Salvation.
Below was a lengthy description of the girl's life.
In her early years, she was a shepherd girl from a small village, drew the holy sword, embarked on a journey, fought against the demon king, and later went missing, being referred to by the world as the Saint of Salvation.
Well, although the information was quite sparse, at least most of it was correct.
At least compared to the last book Roa had seen, it was much better.
Then Roa turned his gaze to the next page, curious about who could be on the same page as the Saint of Salvation, and he read a line of small text.
Greyworth Ciel Mais.
Roa blinked, not expecting to see Greyworth's name here.
Looking at the photo, it was a woman dressed in formal attire, looking very serious.
Tch, a stern old woman.
Roa thought to himself, then looked at her achievements.
Winner of the Spirit Blade Dance Festival, granted the wish of never aging.
Born in the Ordesia Empire, she was once the chief of the Twelve Knights of the Empire, a hero during the Ranbal War, and the winner of the Spirit Blade Dance Festival. Currently, she is the headmistress of the Areishia Spirit Academy.
She formed a contract with the demon spirit "Count," which was considered impossible, and was known as the "Dusk Witch," also regarded as the strongest spirit master on the continent.
Perhaps because she was a modern figure, Greyworth's introduction was quite detailed.
After casually glancing through, he closed the book.
Est wandered around the library for a while before returning to Roa's side. She looked around and suddenly curiously asked, "Is the master a pervert?"
Although Roa had told Est many times not to call him master, she still did, so he decided to let it slide and let her call him whatever she wanted.
However, Est's statement was not a question but a declaration, and Roa felt quite puzzled by her unexpected comment.
Est pointed around, and suddenly it made sense.
Those young ladies occasionally glanced at Roa's position and quickly averted their gaze.
Roa indicated that these were common occurrences, and he wasn't surprised.
He casually said, "It's probably just some rumors coming from over there. The master is not a pervert; the master is just the master, a decent, kind, and elegant young man."
Est nodded seriously, not catching the playful tone in Roa's words.
While the two were conversing, a girl with brown hair and a pretty face approached. Just as Roa thought she was coming to pick a fight, she first gave a slight bow to Roa and then smiled, saying, "Um, Roa, can you join our team?"
Roa thought for a moment and realized what the girl's invitation was about.
"The Spirit Blade Dance Festival, right?"
Understanding the situation, but glancing at the few girls behind the girl, Roa still smiled and declined her invitation.
"I already have a team, but I appreciate your invitation," Roa said with a smile.
The girl looked at the handsome face so close to her and, for some reason, her heart raced. She turned her face away, not daring to meet Roa's gaze.
The other girls also turned red instantly, but compared to the girl who seemed to be the leader, they appeared much calmer.
Feeling a bit embarrassed by her behavior, the girl, who was supposed to be the leader, felt her authority slipping in front of outsiders, and her face showed some discomfort.
The girl said to Roa, "Alright, um, you're a junior, right? Do you need me to show you around the surroundings?"
Roa politely declined the girl's offer to show him around the academy. After sending that group away, Est had been watching closely. Once they were far enough away, Est tugged at Roa's clothes.