This kind of contempt and hatred made even Roa, a passerby, feel uncomfortable, let alone Claire herself.
Roa stepped forward, blocking Claire's path, and casually said, "Let's go."
By intercepting most of the gazes, the girls in the academy were not necessarily looking to pick on Claire. Since Roa was willing to stand up for her, they naturally wouldn't come over with a cold face to cause trouble.
Claire showed a grateful expression to Roa and quietly said, "Thank you."
Roa accepted the girl's gratitude calmly but curiously asked, "Have they always been like this?"
Claire didn't say much, just nodded with a somber expression.
Roa understood and continued walking toward the library.
Afterward, Claire's mood noticeably improved, and she was willing to communicate with Roa in a normal tone.
Although they had lost Ellis, having Claire with him now helped Roa resolve some basic issues.
Claire was able to explain to Roa the important matters that a Spirit User should pay attention to.
It seemed that Claire's claim of being a good student was not just self-praise; she indeed had some skills.
In fact, Claire's grades were among the top in the entire grade, but unfortunately, she was not good at speaking, and her poor personality combined with negative reviews about her reputation had kept her in a very bad situation.
With Claire's help, Roa further understood what a Spirit User was.
Thus, with her assistance, Roa gained a broader understanding of spirits.
Spirits were roughly divided into four categories: low-level spirits, mid-level spirits, high-level spirits, and top-level spirits.
Most top-level spirits could walk the world in human form, which meant that if the legendary Holy Sword was real, it could also transform into a human form.
Thinking of this, Roa felt a bit excited for no apparent reason.
Noticing that Roa seemed distracted, Claire frowned and coldly said, "What are you thinking? I feel like you're contemplating something very rude."
Roa was surprised by Claire's perceptiveness and smiled, saying, "I just remembered some happy things."
After looking at books for a while, Roa felt it was enough and stood up, saying to Claire, "I'm going to find that witch now, so let's part ways here."
Claire grabbed Roa's sleeve and looked up at him, asking, "What should I do to become stronger?"
Roa fell into deep thought.
Becoming stronger is something that can be said to be simple yet difficult.
If it were just a little progress, there would be no problem, but Claire was not pursuing that kind of gradual improvement; she desired something akin to the miraculous gains found in martial arts novels, like jumping off a cliff to find an unparalleled skill, achieving rapid advancement.
Of course, these were just daydreams.
Looking at the eager expression on the girl's face, Roa suddenly had a bold idea.
Perhaps he could try to teach her the Breath of the Sun?
However, after careful consideration, Roa hesitated.
The girl used a whip-type weapon, not a longsword, and the requirements for the Breath of the Sun were definitely not low. Could she really learn it successfully?
The Absolute Blade Arts was taught to Roa by Greyworth, and passing it on to others without permission would be disrespectful.
Headache, sigh, so annoying.
Forget it, let her learn and see.
Looking at the time, there was still about an hour until the agreed meeting time, which was enough to gauge the girl's foundation.
With that in mind, Roa said to Claire, "Then, come with me."
Claire's eyes sparkled even more, but looking at her expression, Roa regretted saying he could help her become stronger.
Roa indeed knew a lot of things, and his swordsmanship was certainly superb, but much of what he mastered was not suitable for ordinary people.
Moreover, the key point was that most Spirit Users in this world relied on spirits and did not have high demands on themselves.
At a pace that was not too fast, they headed straight to the Spirit Forest. Due to the vast coverage of the Spirit Forest, Roa had to walk deeper for a while, eventually stopping in an open area.
Roa said to Claire, "What I can do is only blade dance, so I can only teach you blade dance. If it's something else, I might not be able to help you."
Claire nodded, her expression still serious, "That's fine, I can do it."
Roa helplessly said, "It's not enough to just say you can do it. If you can't learn, you're not allowed to cry."
Before starting, Roa wanted to say something to elevate the atmosphere. After thinking for a long time, he finally spoke, "He is as brilliant as the morning glow, yet fleeting like the evening glow…"
Roa slowly grasped the knight's sword at his waist, ignoring Claire's astonished expression.
The knight's sword, Greyworth, was not meant to be passed on; this long sword was of decent quality, and since Roa was comfortable using it, he decided to keep it.
Although Claire could understand every word, when put together, her not-so-smart brain short-circuited.
After a moment of reflection, even though she completely didn't understand, it didn't affect Roa's mood of contemplation.
The golden afterglow fell, illuminating the ground and the boy's figure, his handsome face and the immense confidence in his eyes made Claire feel a bit dazed.
That gaze was confidence, confidence in himself, and confidence in the upcoming blade dance.
The wind gently blew through the treetops, causing the leaves to dance.
Roa took a step forward, inhaled deeply, and stepped on the decayed leaves on the ground.
Then Claire witnessed the most dazzling blade dance in the world.
The temperature around the air rose sharply, and a powerful and majestic aura unconsciously emanated from Roa.
That was the figure that burned away all the filth of the world.
If one had to say, it was the spirit of the sun.
That figure moved; it was not fast, but it was precisely this slow blade dance that was dazzling to the extreme.
The blade dance might not be the most extravagant, but it was definitely the most fiery and radiant.
Memories in Claire's mind began to spread continuously, and the figure before her started to overlap with the memories in her mind.
If it were that person, would they be a match for this boy?
If it were Ren Ashbell, could they compete with him?