Triple Speed was Robin’s Unique, my brain supplied. That was how I discovered him and Reuben in the past before we took them in.
Because it was impossible to know what someone’s Unique was from the get-go, even by the person themselves, sometimes it took an entire lifetime for a person to realize they had a Unique after all. The circumstances, the environment, and the triggers could affect the discovery of one.
This was the reason that people who had Uniques discovered at a young age were invaluable to the Kingdom. Part of the mission of the Inspectors was to search for people with Uniques. And due to how our noble ancestors tended to procreate with one another, mixing magical blood and genes, it was almost guaranteed that a noble would have a Unique. The only task left was figuring out what it could be, because it could literally beanything.
In the fictional world, I would equate it to someone who had superpowers.
And … well, I discovered my Unique by accident, but I had never told anyone.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure it was an actual Unique. Something weird happened, and in my prepubescent mind, nothing else made sense aside from my Unique manifesting. I could not retry because of the prerequisites and —
Now that I was older, wasn’t a recluse, and wasn’t the old me, I could technically try testing it again. I just didn’t know if I had the mental fortitude for it.
Even now … my brain activelydidn’twant me to acknowledge it at all.
I didn’t need to confirm it to reach my goal, did I?
But it might be useful.
If it were as difficult as I imagined it in my head, then the cons outweighed the pros.
But think of what I could do if it were confirmed.
I’d sleep on it first and then think about it in the morning.
I rolled to a more comfortable spot on my bed in an attempt to sleep. Only a couple of days left before classes officially started, and the only lead I had wasmaybeit would be a good idea to have a chat with the Demon Lord about our dilemma.
Never mind that it was next to impossible to reach him, considering there was an entirewarbetween us.
Tomorrow, it would be time to search for new leads, and that meant going through the library again. As long as green-haired librarians wouldn’t bother me, it should be fine.
My research this time would be about teleportation magic.
I already knew it took years to study teleportation and took even longer to master it. But what if I learn the principles and use it to figure out if it was possible to teleport to another realm?
It was a very, very long shot, but at least it could give me hope. If I knew it was possible, even if it took years to achieve …
Once again, the huge library building looked very ominous from both inside and out. It only had two floors, but each floor was almost as high as two, the tall vertical space making up for the large number of bookshelves on both floors. It almost looked like a maze. Good thing there was a well-kept management system for the books.
When I found the section for displacement magic, an even smaller section was dedicated to teleportation. Most of the books were thick and old, especially the one titled “Introduction to Teleportation and its Uses”.
I pulled it off the shelf, cradling it gently in my arms, before searching a space where I could read it thoroughly.
A nook beside the window caught my attention. Hidden from view, complete with a small table and cushioned chairs. Henceforth known as my spot, if I was going to be reading through a lot of teleportation books.
I was only a little halfway through the introduction of the book when someone tapped on the surface of the table where my book was.
“Good morning, Lady Beatrix.” My eyes traveled from the gloved hand to the unmistakable handsome face of Samuel Grimwald, looking down on me.
“Good morning, Lord Grimwald,” I muttered, a little irritated when I recalled this man trying to poach my knights. “Shouldn’t you be on the training grounds, stealing bodyguards from students?”
He actually laughed before leaning over closer to my face. “Contrary to popular belief, I don’t make it a habit tostealemployed men. Although I could be very convincing.”
I stared, unimpressed. “What do you want with me, my lord?”
“I was simply trying to make friends. I might have overheard your knights saying how you like to spend your time at the library.”
My one quiet space gone because of this man. I glared at him to communicate my annoyance.
