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MTBB

Lud martigrah feu.

Marte ludol.

Dax harval, rua fivarv, meil zaharval.

Dragonraids.

The Kerbeck county in the Kingdom of Ridill

has stood in opposition to dragons for many years.

Foi, rhovar merze, bel ignia!

The conflict has lasted for as long as House Kerbeck itself.

The history of the Count's house is a history of battles with dragons.

Drat!

Damn!

The only way to harm them is between the eyes!

We won't pierce the skin unless we hit it straight between the eyes!

Ready your weapons!

Stay in formation! The mages need time to cha–

Stay in formation! The mages need time to chant—

Dragons brought forth disasters.

Dragons are living disasters.

Of note were black dragons,

And worst of all are the black dragons,

great calamities that have only twice been recorded in Ridill's history.

On both accounts, multiple towns had been wiped off the map.

Both times, multiple towns were wiped off the map.

Lady Isabelle, it is not safe here! We must evacuate!

Father and the knights are out there fighting.

As his daughter, I cannot flee and leave my people to their fate.

Even if...

I am to perish where I stand...

the remnants of my body return to Kerbeck soil.

Monica, I brought you your food!

Long time no see!

Hold the door for me, will you?

Hold the door for me, will you? I got a lot of stuff here.

Okay.

There we go.

Hello there, Nero!

Messy as always.

Your house is as messy as always...

Say, are all these papers important?

Can they be tossed out?

Can I toss 'em out?

E–Everything's important!

E-Everything's important!

Oh, right! Have you heard?

There was a dragonraid at the eastern border three months ago!

A horde of pterodragons attacked a village!

Not only that, they were lead by none other

And they were led by none other than the legendary Black Dragon of Worgan!

than the legendary Black Dragon of Worgan!

I see...

And get this! They dispatched one of the Seven Sages!

Oh, the Seven Sages refer to the kingdom's top mages!

I–I see...

I-I see...

Guess who they sent?

The youngest of the Seven!

The one and only Silent Witch took all the dragons out by herself!

Yes, the one and only Silent Witch took all the dragons out by herself!

Wow...

They say the Silent Witch is the only mage capable of unchanted magecraft!

Imagine casting magic without chanting! How cool is that?

H–Here...

H-Here...

That's a lot...

I'd like to thank you for all your deliveries.

What do you do for a living, anyway?

Hey, what do you do for a living, anyway?

Um... calculations?

Are you a math professor?

I suppose... you could... say that.

The man who visited the village must also be one, then.

Then the man who came to our village must be a professor too.

Huh?

Your colleague was looking for you, so I lead him here.

Your colleague was looking for you, so I led him here.

That would be me.

It's been a–

It's been a—

L–L–L–L–Lou–Louis...

L-L-L-L-Lou-Louis...

I would appreciate not being assigned a name as peculiar as L–L–L–L–Lou–Louis.

I would appreciate not being assigned a name as peculiar as L-L-L-L-Lou-Louis.

S–So–Sorry...

S-So-Sorry...

Thank you for showing me the way, young lady.

You're welcome.

I'll be going now.

Bye–bye.

Bye-bye.

I–It's been a while, Louis.

I-It's been a while, Louis.

It has indeed.

My fellow Seven Sage.

The Seven Sages' very own Silent Witch—

Monica Everett, the Silent Witch.

Lady Monica Everett.

It is impossible to manipulate one's mana without a chant.

However, a lone prodigy made the impossible, possible.

However, a lone prodigy made the impossible possible.

Her name was Monica Everett.

Her name is Monica Everett.

This girl who secluded herself in a mountain cabin,

This girl, who has shut herself away in a mountain cabin,

stood at the pinnacle of Ridill's mage hierarchy as one of the Seven Mages.

stands at the pinnacle of Ridill's mage hierarchy as one of the Seven Sages.

They called her the Silent Witch.

They call her the Silent Witch.

How she came to acquire her unchanted magecraft was quite simple.

For Monica was extremely shy and suffered from social anxiety,

Monica was extremely shy and suffered from social anxiety,

rending her unable to speak in the presence of others.

rendering her unable to speak in the presence of others.

When faced with people she didn't know,

she would convulse and lose her voice.

At worst, she would even vomit or faint.

Naturally this meant she could not perform magecraft.

Naturally, this meant she could not perform magecraft.

Close to failing her grade, Monica thought hard.

She was too nervous to chant before the examiners.

She was too nervous to chant in the presence of the examiners.

In that case...

And her solution was...

I just have to perform magecraft without chanting.

The average person would work to overcome their shyness and anxiety,

but Monica instead opted for the utterly unexpected,

but Monica instead opted for the utterly unexpected.

upon which her talents blossomed.

And just like that, her talent blossomed.

Thus, the prodigy mastered the art of unchanted magecraft,

Thus, the prodigy mastered the art of unchanted magecraft

and deftly joined the ranks of the Seven Sages.

and quickly rose to become one of the Seven Sages.

Her unorthodox efforts had paid off in spades.

I'm unsurprised to see you wasting your talents.

I'm unsurprised to see you wasting your talents,

My fellow Sage.

my fellow Sage.

Ryn, the soundproof barrier.

Right away, sir.

That's a Greater Spirit for you...

That's a High Spirit for you...

If only people could manipulate mana without magecraft.

I wouldn't have had to develop unchanted magecraft.

I wouldn't have had to develop unchanted magecraft myself.

Now then.

I'm here today with a favour to ask of you.

I'm here today with a favor to ask of you.

Wh–Who, me?

Wh-Who, me?

Why, yes. His Majesty the King issued a secret mission to guard the second prince.

Why, yes. The truth is, I've been serving as a bodyguard to the second prince

A–Aren't you siding with the first prince?

under secret orders from His Majesty the King.

I am. As for why the second prince's safety has fallen upon me...

A-Aren't you part of the first prince's faction, though?

I have my theories, but it would be blasphemous to surmise His Majesty's thoughts.

Why, yes. And the second prince's safety has nevertheless fallen to me.

I have my theories as to why,

but idly speculating on His Majesty's intentions would be disrespectful.

Let's not go there.

What matters is that I have been ordered to protect the second prince unnoticed.

His Highness Felix currently attends and resides in Serendia Academy.

His Highness Felix currently attends Serendia Academy and resides in its dorms.

Infiltrating the academy would be the way to go...

Alas, that isn't an option for me.

But alas, that isn't an option for me.

My fame and dashing good looks are simply unsuited for espionage.

Tooting your own horn?

Silence, you lousy maid.

What's your plan, then?

The academy is supported by Duke Crockford who leads the second prince's faction.

The Academy's greatest patron is Duke Clockford, who leads the second prince's faction.

Which is why I have this.

So I prepared this.

Th–This has danger detection, small–ranged physical and magical protection,

Th-This has danger detection, short-ranged physical and magical protection,

plus tracking and messaging functions in a hybrid barrier... right?

One look was all it took you.

Correct, it is a defensive artifact I painstakingly made.

This brooch comes as a pair with the one sent to Prince Felix.

This brooch and the one I gave to Prince Felix were a matching pair.

It tells me his whereabouts and movements at all times.

They were designed to tell me his whereabouts and movements at all times.

That sounds more... like spying...

It's only natural that I be aware of what my target is doing.

Won't there be trouble if he finds out?

Fellow Sage, you take things far too seriously.

You take things far too seriously, my fellow Sage.

Here's a great saying to live by.

One must simply never be caught red–handed.

One must simply never be caught red-handed.

I had the brooch given to His Highness under the guise of a gift.

I had the brooch delivered to His Highness under the guise of a gift.

It shattered the very next day.

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LFTL (Aniplus)
Lud martigrah feu.
Marte ludol.
Dax harval, rua fivarv, meil zaharval.
Dragonraids.
The Kerbeck county in the Kingdom of Ridill
has stood in opposition to dragons for many years.
Foi, rhovar merze, bel ignia!
The conflict has lasted for as long as House Kerbeck itself.
Drat!
The only way to harm them is between the eyes!
Ready your weapons!
Stay in formation! The mages need time to cha–
Dragons brought forth disasters.
Of note were black dragons,
great calamities that have only twice been recorded in Ridill's history.
On both accounts, multiple towns had been wiped off the map.
Lady Isabelle, it is not safe here! We must evacuate!
Father and the knights are out there fighting.
As his daughter, I cannot flee and leave my people to their fate.
Even if...
I am to perish where I stand...
Monica, I brought you your food!
Long time no see!
Hold the door for me, will you?
There we go.
Hello there, Nero!
Messy as always.
Say, are all these papers important?
Can they be tossed out?
E–Everything's important!
Oh, right! Have you heard?
There was a dragonraid at the eastern border three months ago!
A horde of pterodragons attacked a village!
Not only that, they were lead by none other
than the legendary Black Dragon of Worgan!
I see...
And get this! They dispatched one of the Seven Sages!
Oh, the Seven Sages refer to the kingdom's top mages!
I–I see...
Guess who they sent?
The youngest of the Seven!
The one and only Silent Witch took all the dragons out by herself!
Wow...
They say the Silent Witch is the only mage capable of unchanted magecraft!
Imagine casting magic without chanting! How cool is that?
H–Here...
That's a lot...
I'd like to thank you for all your deliveries.
What do you do for a living, anyway?
Um... calculations?
Are you a math professor?
I suppose... you could... say that.
The man who visited the village must also be one, then.
Huh?
Your colleague was looking for you, so I lead him here.
That would be me.
It's been a–
L–L–L–L–Lou–Louis...
I would appreciate not being assigned a name as peculiar as L–L–L–L–Lou–Louis.
S–So–Sorry...
Thank you for showing me the way, young lady.
You're welcome.
I'll be going now.
Bye–bye.
I–It's been a while, Louis.
It has indeed.
My fellow Seven Sage.
Monica Everett, the Silent Witch.
It is impossible to manipulate one's mana without a chant.
However, a lone prodigy made the impossible, possible.
Her name was Monica Everett.
This girl who secluded herself in a mountain cabin,
stood at the pinnacle of Ridill's mage hierarchy as one of the Seven Mages.
They called her the Silent Witch.
How she came to acquire her unchanted magecraft was quite simple.
For Monica was extremely shy and suffered from social anxiety,
rending her unable to speak in the presence of others.
she would convulse and lose her voice.
At worst, she would even vomit or faint.
Naturally this meant she could not perform magecraft.
Close to failing her grade, Monica thought hard.
She was too nervous to chant before the examiners.
In that case...
I just have to perform magecraft without chanting.
The average person would work to overcome their shyness and anxiety,
but Monica instead opted for the utterly unexpected,
upon which her talents blossomed.
Thus, the prodigy mastered the art of unchanted magecraft,
and deftly joined the ranks of the Seven Sages.
Her unorthodox efforts had paid off in spades.
I'm unsurprised to see you wasting your talents.
My fellow Sage.
Ryn, the soundproof barrier.
Right away, sir.
That's a Greater Spirit for you...
If only people could manipulate mana without magecraft.
I wouldn't have had to develop unchanted magecraft.
Now then.
I'm here today with a favour to ask of you.
Wh–Who, me?
Why, yes. His Majesty the King issued a secret mission to guard the second prince.
A–Aren't you siding with the first prince?
I am. As for why the second prince's safety has fallen upon me...
I have my theories, but it would be blasphemous to surmise His Majesty's thoughts.
Let's not go there.
What matters is that I have been ordered to protect the second prince unnoticed.
His Highness Felix currently attends and resides in Serendia Academy.
Infiltrating the academy would be the way to go...
Alas, that isn't an option for me.
My fame and dashing good looks are simply unsuited for espionage.
Tooting your own horn?
Silence, you lousy maid.
What's your plan, then?
The academy is supported by Duke Crockford who leads the second prince's faction.
Which is why I have this.
Th–This has danger detection, small–ranged physical and magical protection,
plus tracking and messaging functions in a hybrid barrier... right?
One look was all it took you.
Correct, it is a defensive artifact I painstakingly made.
This brooch comes as a pair with the one sent to Prince Felix.
It tells me his whereabouts and movements at all times.
That sounds more... like spying...
It's only natural that I be aware of what my target is doing.
Won't there be trouble if he finds out?
Fellow Sage, you take things far too seriously.
Here's a great saying to live by.
One must simply never be caught red–handed.
I had the brooch given to His Highness under the guise of a gift.
It shattered the very next day.
An entire week spent without rest, wasted in a single day.
I couldn't help but laugh as soon the brooch broke.
To think I refrained from seeing my dear wife just to make it.
I–Is the second prince... safe?
I naturally hauled my sleep–deprived self to the academy.
There, I was told that nothing of note had happened.
The brooch was merely a victim of carelessness.
I assume you know what I'm getting at?
I want you to infiltrate the academy and guard His Highness in my place.
Th–That's not happening! Why me?
Unlike me, you refuse to mingle with high society.
Thanks to your hood and downwards gaze at ceremonies, none saw your face.
Above all...
Who would ever suspect a drab girl like you to be one of the Seven Sages?
B–B–B–B–B–But!
There will be no b–b–b–b–b–buts about this.
Besides, your unchanted magecraft makes you perfect for discreet action.
I can't! I really, really, can't...
Two years have passed since we assumed our place among the Seven.
All you've accomplished was to hide away and bury yourself in research papers.
Th–Three months ago, I took down some dragons...
I did that ten times in the same period. What of it?
Listen here.
You are one of the Seven Sages who stand above every mage in Ridill.
Don't you agree that you are capable of things no one else could do?
Don't you? Surely you do? Say yes.
Do it.
B–B–B–B–B–But, I only became one by process of elimination.
No more b–b–b–b–b–buts.
His Majesty left the matter of protecting the second prince in my hands.
Which means you have no say in whatever I deem is necessary, my fellow Sage.
Excellent.
Let's talk details.
Several years ago, in a monastery in Kerbeck county,
lived a girl with no family.
Uh–huh.
The former countess saw the late count in the unfortunate girl, and adopted her.
The girl's life since then was one of love and happiness.
That's nice.
Tragically, the countess was later taken by an illness.
No...
Having lost her guardian, the girl was shunned by the countess' daughter,
and forced to slave away as a servant.
Now that the daughter is due to study in Serendia Academy,
the girl has to join her there as her caretaker.
Th–That poor girl...
Yes, and that poor girl is you.
Come again?
Hey, Monica. Hello?
Feel these paws.
Don't you just love my paw pads?
Aye, aye, aye, aye.
There's no way... I can protect... a prince!
Why don't you run away if you're so against this?
N–No, Louis will chase me to the ends of the world.
I've seen the calluses under his gloves!
You sure you aren't confusing him for a guardian of the underworld?
That's just how terrifying he is!
Look on the bright side, then.
Wouldn't a prince be someone dashing?
I love reading books.
I read all abouts princes in Dustin Gunther's books.
I'm not following you.
Don't the Seven Sages attend ceremonies?
Shouldn't you have seen him?
I kept my eyes shut the whole time...
You know, that got me thinking...
Go on.
How are you supposed to protect someone you don't even know?
On the first winter, I sold one little piggy.
On the second winter, I sold another little piggy.
On the third winter, I sold two little piggies.
On the fourth winter, I sold three little piggies.
On the fifth winter, I sold five little piggies.
The wheels on the cart go round and round.
The little piggies go oink, oink.
If I sold eight little piggies on the sixth,
how many little piggies did I sell on the tenth winter?
55 little piggies!
311,811 little piggies on the 28th.
–My fellow Sage? –514,229 little piggies on the 29th.
Can you hear me?
I–I was busy counting...
We're almost at our destination.
As such, I have an incredible proposal regarding how we land...
No, thank you.
Welcome to my humble abode.
Rosalie, I'm home!
Pardon me. Eyes fine, no bleeding gums.
That said, inner eyelids are pale. Nails, too.
I also see signs of malnutrition and anemia.
How old are you?
I–I'm 16...
You're far too thin.
I don't know who you are, but you're clearly not healthy.
How about welcoming your husband home?
Patients come first.
Good.
You're a little more presentable now.
Time to get you acquainted with our guest.
Guest?
You have a role to play, don't you?
Won't the story you made up be a bad look for House Kerbeck?
The Count was very much onboard, noting it sounded straight out of a ballad.
He is, huh...
Besides.
Does the Kerbeck name not ring any bells?
Oh, the dragons.
Exactly. That is the county you saved from the Black Dragon of Worgan.
The Count said he would do anything to repay the Silent Witch.
Now, let us be off.
Greetings and salutations!
Why, Monica, you old bag, how impoverished you look.
The mere thought of having you associated with House Kerbeck fills me with shame!
How was my act?
Did I come off like a villainess?
I've been practising every day to get the haughty tone right!
My goodness, where are my manners?
It's a pleasure to meet you, esteemed Silent Witch.
I am Isabelle Norton.
On behalf of my father and people, I can't thank you enough for slaying the dragons.
My fellow Sage, shouldn't you greet Lady Isabelle?
I'm afraid she is somewhat shy.
No offense taken.
I know better than anyone just how strong and brave Monica is.
Agatha.
Thank you for everything you've done for our family.
You are hereby dismissed.
No, my lady, I shall be with you until the very end.
Thank you...
Big news, Aggie!
A mage from the Capital defeated the black dragon!
It was the Silent Witch!
They say she took down the black dragon all by herself!
What are our casualties?
Zero lives lost!
My lady...
This is terrible!
The pterodragons are rampaging with their leader lost...
My lady, no!
Mana is used to create miracles.
To chant is to weave a spell.
This means of mana manipulation is called magecraft.
It is impossible to manipulate one's mana without a chant.
However, a lone prodigy made the impossible, possible.
Her name was Monica Everett.
She stood at the pinnacle of Ridill's mage hierarchy as one of the Seven Mages.
They called her the Silent Witch.
The first mage to ever use magecraft without uttering a word.
You defeated not only the Black Dragon of Worgan,
but all the pterodragons as well!
On top of that, you moved them with wind so they wouldn't crash on the town.
And to finishing things off, you left without saying a word!
You took my breath away!
U–Uh...
I heard that your next task is to infiltrate Serendia Academy!
I swear to play the part of the nastiest stepsister ever,
so that no one shall ever question your identity!
Leave everything to me and focus on keeping His Highness safe!

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MTBB
Lud martigrah feu.
Marte ludol.
Dax harval, rua fivarv, meil zaharval.
Dragonraids.
The Kerbeck county in the Kingdom of Ridill
has stood in opposition to dragons for many years.
Foi, rhovar merze, bel ignia!
The history of the Count's house is a history of battles with dragons.
Damn!
We won't pierce the skin unless we hit it straight between the eyes!
Ready your weapons!
Stay in formation! The mages need time to chant—
Dragons are living disasters.
And worst of all are the black dragons,
great calamities that have only twice been recorded in Ridill's history.
Both times, multiple towns were wiped off the map.
Lady Isabelle, it is not safe here! We must evacuate!
Father and the knights are out there fighting.
As his daughter, I cannot flee and leave my people to their fate.
Even if...
the remnants of my body return to Kerbeck soil.
Monica, I brought you your food!
Long time no see!
Hold the door for me, will you? I got a lot of stuff here.
Okay.
There we go.
Hello there, Nero!
Your house is as messy as always...
Say, are all these papers important?
Can I toss 'em out?
E-Everything's important!
Oh, right! Have you heard?
There was a dragonraid at the eastern border three months ago!
A horde of pterodragons attacked a village!
And they were led by none other than the legendary Black Dragon of Worgan!
I see...
And get this! They dispatched one of the Seven Sages!
Oh, the Seven Sages refer to the kingdom's top mages!
I-I see...
Guess who they sent?
The youngest of the Seven!
Yes, the one and only Silent Witch took all the dragons out by herself!
Wow...
They say the Silent Witch is the only mage capable of unchanted magecraft!
Imagine casting magic without chanting! How cool is that?
H-Here...
That's a lot...
I'd like to thank you for all your deliveries.
Hey, what do you do for a living, anyway?
Um... calculations?
Are you a math professor?
I suppose... you could... say that.
Then the man who came to our village must be a professor too.
Huh?
Your colleague was looking for you, so I led him here.
That would be me.
It's been a—
L-L-L-L-Lou-Louis...
I would appreciate not being assigned a name as peculiar as L-L-L-L-Lou-Louis.
S-So-Sorry...
Thank you for showing me the way, young lady.
You're welcome.
I'll be going now.
Bye-bye.
I-It's been a while, Louis.
It has indeed.
The Seven Sages' very own Silent Witch—
Lady Monica Everett.
It is impossible to manipulate one's mana without a chant.
However, a lone prodigy made the impossible possible.
Her name is Monica Everett.
This girl, who has shut herself away in a mountain cabin,
stands at the pinnacle of Ridill's mage hierarchy as one of the Seven Sages.
They call her the Silent Witch.
How she came to acquire her unchanted magecraft was quite simple.
Monica was extremely shy and suffered from social anxiety,
rendering her unable to speak in the presence of others.
When faced with people she didn't know,
she would convulse and lose her voice.
At worst, she would even vomit or faint.
Naturally, this meant she could not perform magecraft.
Close to failing her grade, Monica thought hard.
She was too nervous to chant in the presence of the examiners.
And her solution was...
I just have to perform magecraft without chanting.
The average person would work to overcome their shyness and anxiety,
but Monica instead opted for the utterly unexpected.
And just like that, her talent blossomed.
Thus, the prodigy mastered the art of unchanted magecraft
and quickly rose to become one of the Seven Sages.
Her unorthodox efforts had paid off in spades.
I'm unsurprised to see you wasting your talents,
my fellow Sage.
Ryn, the soundproof barrier.
Right away, sir.
That's a High Spirit for you...
If only people could manipulate mana without magecraft.
I wouldn't have had to develop unchanted magecraft myself.
Now then.
I'm here today with a favor to ask of you.
Wh-Who, me?
Why, yes. The truth is, I've been serving as a bodyguard to the second prince
under secret orders from His Majesty the King.
A-Aren't you part of the first prince's faction, though?
Why, yes. And the second prince's safety has nevertheless fallen to me.
I have my theories as to why,
but idly speculating on His Majesty's intentions would be disrespectful.
Let's not go there.
What matters is that I have been ordered to protect the second prince unnoticed.
His Highness Felix currently attends Serendia Academy and resides in its dorms.
Infiltrating the academy would be the way to go...
But alas, that isn't an option for me.
My fame and dashing good looks are simply unsuited for espionage.
Tooting your own horn?
Silence, you lousy maid.
What's your plan, then?
The Academy's greatest patron is Duke Clockford, who leads the second prince's faction.
So I prepared this.
Th-This has danger detection, short-ranged physical and magical protection,
plus tracking and messaging functions in a hybrid barrier... right?
One look was all it took you.
Correct, it is a defensive artifact I painstakingly made.
This brooch and the one I gave to Prince Felix were a matching pair.
They were designed to tell me his whereabouts and movements at all times.
That sounds more... like spying...
It's only natural that I be aware of what my target is doing.
Won't there be trouble if he finds out?
You take things far too seriously, my fellow Sage.
Here's a great saying to live by.
One must simply never be caught red-handed.
I had the brooch delivered to His Highness under the guise of a gift.
It shattered the very next day.
An entire week spent without rest, wasted in a single day.
I couldn't help but laugh as soon the brooch broke.
To think I refrained from seeing my dear wife just to make it.
I-Is the second prince... safe?
I naturally hauled my sleep-deprived self to the academy.
There, I was informed that nothing of note had happened.
The brooch was merely a victim of carelessness—or so he said.
At any rate, I assume you can guess where this conversation is going?
I want you to infiltrate the academy and guard His Highness in my place.
Th-That's not happening! Why me?
Unlike me, you refuse to mingle with high society.
Thanks to your hood and downwards gaze at ceremonies, few have seen your face.
And above all...
Who would ever imagine a drab girl like you could be one of the Seven Sages?
B-B-B-B-B-But!
There will be no b-b-b-b-b-buts about this.
Besides, your unchanted magecraft makes you perfect for discreet action.
I can't! I really, really, can't...
Two years have passed since we assumed our place among the Seven.
Since then, all you've accomplished was to hide away and bury yourself in research papers.
Th-Three months ago, I took down some dragons...
I did that ten times in the three months since then. What of it?
Listen here.
You are one of the Seven Sages who stand above every mage in Ridill.
There are surely things you are capable of that no one else can accomplish.
Don't you think so? Surely you think so? Go ahead and think so.
I demand it.
B-B-B-B-B-But, I only became a Sage by process of elimination.
No more b-b-b-b-b-buts.
His Majesty left the matter of protecting the second prince in my hands.
Which means you have no say in whatever I deem is necessary, my fellow Sage.
Excellent.
Let's talk details.
Several years ago,
a girl with no family lived in a a Kerbeck county monastery.
Uh-huh.
The former Countess of Kerbeck was struck by the girl's resemblance to her deceased husband
and decided to adopt her.
From then on, the girl's life was one of love and happiness.
That's nice.
Tragically, the Countess was later taken by an illness.
No...
Having lost her guardian, the girl was shunned by the Countess's daughter
and forced to slave away as a servant.
Which brings us to now. The Count's daughter is due to begin her studies at Serendia Academy,
and the girl has been forced to join her there as her caretaker.
Th-That poor girl...
Yes, and that poor girl is you.
Come again?
Hey, Monica. Hello?
Feel these paws.
Don't you just love my paw pads?
There's no way... I can protect... a prince!
Why don't you run away if you're so against this?
N-No, Louis will chase me to the ends of the earth.
The skin under his gloves is all calloused from fighting!
You sure you aren't confusing him for a guardian of the underworld?
That's just how terrifying he is!
O-Okay, well, look on the bright side.
If he's a prince, he's probably pretty dashing, right?
I love reading books.
I read all about princes in Dustin Gunther's books.
I'm not following you.
Don't the Seven Sages attend ceremonies?
Shouldn't you have seen him?
I always keep my eyes shut the whole time...
You know, that got me thinking...
Go on.
How are you supposed to protect someone you don't even know?
In the first winter, I sold one little piggy.
In the second winter, I sold another little piggy.
In the third winter, I sold two little piggies.
In the fourth winter, I sold three little piggies.
In the fifth winter, I sold five little piggies.
The wheels on the cart go round and round.
The little piggies go oink, oink.
If in the sixth winter I sold eight little piggies,
how many little piggies did I sell in the tenth?
Fifty-five little piggies!
317,811 little piggies in the 28th.
514,229 little piggies in the 29th.
My fellow Sage?
832,040 little piggies in the—
Can you hear me?
I-I was just thinking about something...
We're almost at our destination.
To that end, I have a proposition for a completely unprecedented landing method—
No, thank you.
Welcome to my humble abode.
Rosalie, I'm home!
Pardon me. Eyes fine, no bleeding gums.
That said, inner eyelids are pale. Nails, too.
I also see signs of malnutrition and anemia.
How old are you?
I-I'm 16...
You're far too thin.
I don't know who you are, but you're clearly not healthy.
How about welcoming your husband home?
Patients come first.
Good.
You're a little more presentable now.
Time to get you acquainted with our guest.
Guest?
You have a role to play from now on, don't you?
Won't the story you made up be a bad look for House Kerbeck?
The Count said it sounded like something straight out of a ballad. He was very much onboard.
He was, huh...
Besides...
Does the Kerbeck name not ring any bells?
Oh, the dragons.
Exactly. That is the county you saved from the Black Dragon of Worgan.
"Why, if it will assist the Silent Witch, then by all means," he said.
Now, let us be off.
Greetings and salutations!
Why, Monica, you old bag, how very impoverished you look.
The mere thought of having you associated with House Kerbeck fills me with shame!
How was my act?
Did I come off like a villainess?
I've been practicing every day to get the haughty tone right!
My goodness, where are my manners?
It's a pleasure to meet you, esteemed Silent Witch.
I am Isabelle Norton.
On behalf of my father and my people, I can't thank you enough for slaying the black dragon.
Shouldn't you greet Lady Isabelle, my fellow Sage?
Apologies. I'm afraid she is somewhat shy.
No offense taken.
I know better than anyone just how strong and brave Monica is.
Agatha.
Thank you for everything you've done for our family.
You are hereby dismissed.
No, my lady, I shall be with you until the very end.
Thank you...
Big news, Aggie!
A mage from the Capital defeated the black dragon!
It was the Silent Witch!
They say the Silent Witch took down the black dragon all by herself!
What are our casualties?
Zero lives lost!
My lady...
This is terrible!
The pterodragons are rampaging with their leader lost...
My lady, no!
Mana is used to create miracles.
To chant is to weave a spell. This means of mana manipulation is called magecraft.
It is impossible to manipulate one's mana without a chant.
However, a lone prodigy has made the impossible possible.
Her name is Monica Everett.
She stands at the pinnacle of Ridill's mage hierarchy as one of the Seven Sages.
They call her the Silent Witch.
The first mage to ever use magecraft without uttering a word.
You defeated not only the Black Dragon of Worgan,
but all the pterodragons as well!
On top of that, you moved them with wind so they wouldn't crash on the town.
And to finish things off, you left without saying a word!
You took my breath away!
U-Uh...
I heard that your next task is to infiltrate Serendia Academy!
I swear to play the part of the nastiest stepsister ever
and bully you so hard that no one ever questions your identity!
Leave everything to me and focus on keeping His Highness safe!