Mastery of the Fire Curse Technique

"Hekate, would you rather live on the Shared Housing Floor or in a Townhouse?" Fast asked after they left the Central Tower.

Hekate answered without hesitation, "A Townhouse."

As the Witch Bloodline continued to transform him, the changes in him would surely become more and more obvious. It would not be suitable for him to live with others. Besides, he was also descended from nobility, and living on the Shared Housing Floor could easily invite gossip.

Although Townhouses were rows of houses built together, at least the space was private. This was the most suitable arrangement.

Fast was not surprised. With so much luggage, a maid, and guards, Hekate was most likely descended from a noble family. People like that could not possibly live with commoners on the Shared Housing Floor.

He led Hekate to the Townhouse rental office and said to the person in charge, "Townhouse No. 32, for one year."

"Ten Gold Pounds."

After completing the lease, Fast brought them to the Townhouse residential area. Standing before Room 32, he smiled and said, "This room was given up by a senior from the previous class. The lower the room number, the more convenient it is to get around."

"Thank you, Senior Fast."

He waved his hand. "All right, go get some rest. If you need anything, you can come find me. I'm from the Ancient Magic Element Academy."

"Understood, Senior."

After watching Fast leave, Gina and the guards began moving everything from the carriage into the house. All houses within the Academy had automatic cleaning Magic Arrays, so Gina did not need to clean. They could simply move in and start living there.

Hekate wrote a letter and handed it to the Guard Captain. "Raman, take this letter and return with the others to let my father know I'm safe."

Raman immediately said, "Young Master, before we departed, Lady Audrey instructed me to remain by your side and protect you."

"Is that so? Then stay. The other guards can drive the carriage back."

After arranging the guards, Hekate went up to the bedroom on the second floor.

It had been nearly a month before he had barely finished receiving the Gift of Fate's knowledge of the Fire Curse Technique. Even now, he still felt somewhat lightheaded.

Fortunately, his Magic Level had broken through to become a 1-Star Apprentice Mage while receiving the knowledge. Otherwise, even normal activity would have been difficult.

"Mastering the Uruk Language only took half a month, but mastering the Fire Curse Technique took nearly a month. Could the length of time be related to how difficult the knowledge is?" Hekate pondered.

In addition to knowledge, mastery of the Fire Curse Technique came with many memories of practice. If it had only been knowledge, he would have memorized it thoroughly within a week. The remaining time had been spent practicing the Fire Curse Technique in his mind.

Hekate even felt as though he had developed muscle memory. With a raise of his hand, he could instantly cast the Fire Curse Technique.

The Fire Curse Technique was not a combat spell but a curse spell. Its effect was to curse someone from afar and cause them to spontaneously combust.

The magic should be quite powerful, but he had no chance to test it for the time being.

That evening.

Most of the neighbors who had gone out returned. Upon discovering that Room 32 had a new tenant, they could not help glancing over curiously.

Hekate had no interest in dealing with them.

The Witch Bloodline had already transformed him by 42%. His appearance would change more and more dramatically from now on, so it was not a good idea to interact with them while wearing his current face. It would be troublesome if they noticed something unusual.

Gina finished preparing dinner.

"You can all sit down and eat."

Gina and Raman both shook their heads frantically. Hekate was their master. How could servants eat at the same table as their master?

"This is an order."

Trying to explain Everyone is Equal to them would not work, so it was better to give a direct order.

The two looked at each other and could only sit down cautiously to eat with him.

Hekate said, "This isn't the Calilans family estate. You don't need to be so restrained, and you don't need to bring the family rules here."

Gina hurriedly said, "Thank you, Young Master."

Raman came to his senses and followed with his thanks.

After dinner, Hekate returned to his bedroom. Catching an occasional glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, he sighed inwardly. My features are becoming more and more delicate.

He opened the window and looked toward the Starry Sky.

He had not used his Star Language Ability for a month. Tonight was suitable for activating it.

The starlight shone brilliantly as the gentle breeze brushed against him.

Hubert Hara Pan Antoine, the lord of Yarn City, approached Count Fortes and hoped he would agree to let his daughter become engaged to you. Count Fortes neither agreed nor refused.

Why was it someone who wanted to marry me again?

Hekate rolled his eyes and dismissed it, listening to the next piece of information.

Your elder brother Revolen learned through Count Fortes that your magical aptitude had become exceptionally high. He secretly spread the news throughout Lundria's noble circles, hoping that nobles from the Royal Capital would take an interest in you and keep you in Lundria. At the same time, he told Count Fortes that you had an even greater future ahead of you and had no need to marry into an alliance with the lord of Yarn City.

Hekate: "..."

His eldest brother had truly gone to great lengths to preserve his position as heir of the Calilans family.

But among those who could enter Grants Academy, who did not possess heaven-defying talent? What was the point of spreading such news?

Hekate found his eldest brother's plan somewhat amusing.

At that moment, the third piece of information sounded in his ears.

Hekate was startled. Had his Star Language Ability broken through from two pieces of information to three?

Fast developed a favorable impression of you. Seeing Teacher Hubbard's astonished expression, he believed you might become a powerful figure in the future and wanted to befriend you.

Fast...

Was Starlight proving to him that Fast was not a bad person?

Hekate suddenly felt his head sink, and he automatically withdrew from the Star Speech state.

In summary, none of it was particularly important information. Time to cultivate.

A month later.

The Gift of Fate had not drawn anything good, but Hekate's Magic Level had broken through to become a 2-Star Apprentice Mage.

Breaking through one star in a month—the Witch Physique was truly terrifying.

His second sister Edith was already sixteen, yet she was only a 9-star Apprentice Mage.

On the day the new students began school.

Fast came to find him. "Hekate, today is the first day of school. You need to report to Professor Emand."

"Okay, I'm coming."

After changing into the attire of a first-year Academy student, Hekate followed behind Fast.

Inside Professor Emand's Mage Tower.

After bringing Hekate over, Fast left. He still needed to help the other new students.

Professor Emand was still wearing that exquisite mage robe. His face had not changed much; he was still as old as before, with a trace of weariness in his expression.

Sitting in his chair, he smiled when he saw Hekate approach. "You arrived at the Academy a month early, and then stayed in your room for an entire month?"

"After arriving here, this student has been meditating and cultivating in his room," Hekate replied respectfully.

"Mm, you can endure hardship and tolerate monotony, and you've even broken through to become a 2-Star Apprentice Mage." Emmand praised him before continuing, "Writing you that letter of recommendation was purely an accident, but your diligence has made me feel that the letter was not written in vain."