IllyasArt

  Chapter 40: Shog Enrollment.

  *Celia’s POV*

  A sed serving wasn’t enough to fill up my stomach… I guess that almost dying, really makes you hungry. Only by my third serving did I finally max out my Huat. Something that Amelie found to be quite funny…

  Celia: “I’ve just realized something…” I say with a nervous tone.

  Amelie: “Oh? Did you figure out that you’re a hungry little girl?” She said with a teasing tone.

  Celia: “We used the demon nguage, and assuming that someone could hear through your barrier, couldn’t someone figure out what we said? From what I’ve heard, this kingdom has many different races living in it.” I ask with a thinking pose.

  Amelie: “That shouldn’t be a problem, as you weren’t speaking the on demon tongue, but a special branch of it. No. I will not expin anything about it to you at all.” She answered.

  Celia: “Because it’s funny?” I say with a sigh.

  Amelie: “Ah, yetting to know me so well!” She said with a happy ugh.

  Celia: “…”

  Once again with a pout, I followed her out of her extremely nice restaurant. I hought that a witch would be so lively… Even after not ing to this kingdom for so long, many people waved to her as we passed by. Why do I keep meeting such famous people? Those higher beings aren’t fug with me, right?…

  Amelie: “With a full stomach, what do you want to do now?” She asked with one of her hands on her hips.

  Celia: “Any suggestions?” I ask.

  Amelie: “You don’t strike me as a gambling woman, so why don’t I do something really fun with you?” She said with a tohat sorta scares me…

  Celia: “Um…and what would that be exactly?” I say with a nervous tone.

  Amelie: “e on, I’ll show you!” She said with aed tone, as she grabbed my hand, and dragged me off once more.

  Actually, rather than us running, she started to fly. That would be iing all on its own, but why the heck is she taking us towards the castle!? Oh God… she isn’t going to do what I think she is going to dht?

  *Some Time Later.*

  She really did it! Amelie, this crazy ass witch! She just straight up walked us right into the king’s audience chamber, told the king and queen that I was her student, and that they should enroll me in their academy. What’s even crazier, is that they actually agreed! How much sway does this woman even have!?

  Currently, I am near a water fountain, just sitting down and trying to process this ehing… What even would be the point of me attending some stupid academy?

  Amelie: “Aw, don’t be like that. Attending the Royal Academy of Tuseoun, will be an amazing experience for you.” She said with a warm tone while rubbing my back.

  Celia: “You know, I was a teacher in my past life, I ot fathom a good reason to go back to school…” I say with a sigh.

  Amelie: “Look at it this way, I have validated your existeno one will question why you’re so powerful when the greatest living witch is your teacher.” She said with a haughty tone.

  Celia: “I uand that, and I am grateful to you for it. But why should I attend an academy?” I ask with a fused expression.

  Amelie: “For you to get stronger. Even without your particur specialties, there are very strong people in this world. Make es, strong ones, with people that you trust.” She said with a serious tone.

  Celia: “…”

  Amelie: “All of the others like you, they arted with a solid foundation. They always went head first to ge the world. You will be different, as such, you will ge the world far more than they ever did.” She said with a g tone.

  Celia: “ge the world? But… I do not have a goal like that…” I say with a flicted tone and expression.

  Amelie: “That is fine. Even if you try not to, you will still end up ging the world. Now, you should find yourself a new goal.” She proposed.

  Celia: “Goal? I guess my inal goal in this life, was just trying to survive…” I say with a thinking pose.

  Amelie: “Well, what do you want to do? Here, I’ll block out all eavesdroppers. Tell me what you want in this life, everything you wish for at this exaent. I will not ugh, or insult you for whatever you say.” She said with a serious, yet motherly tone.

  Celia: “I…” I say with a shaky voice.

  What do I even want? Not on this new life have I stopped to think about this… I want a wife, I want to wear cute clothes, I want to spend time with friends, I arents that don’t see me as a nuisao get rid of. Yona and Amelie, I haven’t known them long at all, but they have shown me more love and care than my own inal parents ever did…

  Without even realizing it, I had told Amelie all of this. All while tears were streaming down my face. Did… did I really go so long with all of these bottled up regrets aions?

  Terrible parents? Apart from me being a teacher, it was like my brain had erased, or at least buried such memories like that… Like I just destroyed a dam, such memories came flooding bae.

  Rather than just leaving America for better pay, I also left because my deadbeat parents would always hound me for money. Even though those two pieces of shit never gave me anything, besides one single meal a day, and patchwork clothes.

  How I even finished college with su upbringing, even I was surprised by it. Such memories aren’t important anymore, I might have tucked those memories away deep in my mind, but I am over them. At least, now I have a sed ce at living, after all.

  Celia: “Amelie, sorry, and thank you. I didn’t realize that I had bottled up my emotions for so long.” I say with an embarrassed tone and expression.

  Amelie: “Don’t worry about it. I am just happy that you were willing to share your wants aions with me.” She said with a bright smile, befrabbing my hand once more.

  Celia: “Huh? Do you want to go somewhere now?” I ask with a head tilt.

  Amelie: “That’s right. Although I ot help with all of those desires, I am very much capable of taking you to get some nice dresses.” She said with aed expression.

  Without even waiting for my response, she darted off with me in tow, to what I assume will be a pce to buy clothes. After running with her for around fifteen minutes, we came to a very nice looking clothes shop. Once again, she takes me to a crazily expensive pce…

  Once I ehe shop, I was blown away by how he clothes looked. Nice would be an uatement, these clothes look EXPEo all hell… And I thought that my “birth” dress was nice… e to think of it, Amelie’s clothes look expensive as well. Please do not tell me that she is pnning on buying a shit ton of expefits for me, right?…