Roa stepped forward, walked up to Ellis, and gave her forehead a hard knock. With a deadpan expression, he said, "I won't do that, you know?"
Ellis covered her head, huffed, and walked out of the room.
Roa began to tidy up in the room but was unexpectedly surprised to find that the girl had cleaned everything spotless. Whether it was the bedding on the bed or the floor, everything was immaculate.
Ellis's seriousness surprised Roa; every student in this academy had another side to them.
After a moment of reflection, Roa prepared to lie down and rest. He took off his coat and placed it beside the chair. Ellis came to the door and asked Roa, "Do you want to eat something?"
Roa looked up, surprised, and said, "You can cook?"
Seeing Roa's astonished expression, Ellis wore a somewhat proud look.
With a tone that suggested it was only natural, Ellis said, "As a knight, isn't cooking a basic skill?"
Roa retorted, "Knights don't need cooking skills, do they?"
Roa was just speaking casually, but who knew that Ellis would take it very seriously? She said to Roa, "Knights should have the ability to handle things, and besides, practicing these skills is also preparing for finding a husband in the future."
Her words left Roa deep in thought.
Roa looked up at Ellis, who had a puzzled expression on her face.
Ellis could be considered a beautiful woman; there was no need to elaborate on her looks. Of course, Roa wasn't some kind of lecher who couldn't move when he saw a beautiful woman.
However, Ellis's words made Roa unable to resist teasing her, "So, can I understand that I will be your future husband tasting the dishes you make?"
Roa's slightly teasing words were like a bomb dropped into a lake, causing Ellis's cheeks to flush bright red. She pointed at Roa and stammered, "Y-you, how can you say that!"
Seeing Ellis's shy demeanor, that familiar feeling returned.
Steam Princess!
Teasing the Steam Princess was certainly fun, but Roa didn't want to walk the same path as Mitsuri Kanroji. Although a few women could be considered normal, if the number was too large, he wouldn't be able to give an explanation to Roxy and Mitsuri Kanroji.
Roa changed the topic and curiously asked, "What can you cook?"
Regarding cooking, Ellis displayed strong confidence and listed everything she could make, which surprised Roa a bit.
After casually mentioning a couple of not-so-difficult dishes, Ellis excitedly went to the kitchen to cook.
When Ellis returned to call Roa for dinner, it was already twenty minutes later. Looking at the table filled with delicious-looking food, Roa picked up his chopsticks and took a small taste.
Ellis's cooking skills were quite good; it was clear that she had put effort into this.
Roa complimented Ellis, saying, "Not bad, it's very delicious."
Ellis looked up, her face showing a joyful expression.
It was evident that Ellis appreciated the praise very much.
After finishing the meal, the two didn't chat much. Roa felt a bit tired, said goodbye to Ellis, and walked towards the room inside.
Lying on the soft bed, Roa looked up at the ceiling and began to ponder his future path.
If following the normal process, it would probably involve participating in the Blade Dance Festival, then defeating all competitors, ultimately winning, and then making a wish, like becoming stronger or something similar.
However, wishes themselves are somewhat unreliable, and the process of the Blade Dance Festival felt a bit like the Holy Grail in Fate, giving off a sense of conspiracy.
Lost in thought, a wave of fatigue suddenly washed over him, and the strong drowsiness caused Roa to fall into a dream.
This time, however, Roa had a very strange dream.
The scenes in the dream were quite bizarre. Although it sounds strange to say so, Roa found that many of his puzzles were hidden within the dream.
His consciousness was very clear, and Roa tried to move his body, but in the next moment, he was stunned; he could rotate his perspective, but he had no body at all.
It seemed that he existed in a form similar to consciousness.
A wonderful feeling; this sensation made Roa feel curious. He looked around and quickly discovered a sword stuck in the ground.
It was a shiny silver sword, and the style was very familiar. The luxurious decorations made the long sword look quite handsome.
Wasn't this the spirit he had just contracted not long ago?
How could it be in his dream?
A series of thoughts flashed through Roa's mind as he shifted his perspective and moved toward the location of the sword.
Roa tried to reach out to pull the sword, but the result was obvious; the boy had no hands, so how could he pull out the long sword?
Roa began to try to channel his divine energy, but at that moment, the dream became illusory, as if it would shatter in the next moment, causing Roa to stop his attempt to channel divine energy.
It seemed that the role he played in this world was that of an observer.
Thinking of this, Roa directly positioned his perspective above the holy sword and silently observed.
The surrounding environment resembled the altar where Roa had contracted the holy sword before, but compared to that place, this one appeared quite dilapidated.
Indeed, it could be described as ruined; there were even cobwebs and mice visible around.
The waiting time was not long, and Roa soon noticed that a girl had entered from outside at some unknown time.
She was a fourteen-year-old girl with ice-blue eyes and shining golden long hair. The girl's features were exceptionally outstanding, and the first impression she gave Roa was one of light.
It was hard to imagine that Roa felt a sense of purity from a fourteen-year-old girl, but looking at her golden hair, he felt relieved.
Identification complete; she was of the same kind.
The girl was dressed very simply, in a shepherd's outfit. With a blank expression, she approached the holy sword. Under Roa's gaze, she fell into deep thought as she looked at the sword.
The girl showed no surprise at the altar's presence, and when she saw the holy sword, her expression was one of "as expected."
It was as if she had known all along; her gaze toward the holy sword was very calm and indifferent.
Her tranquil eyes swept over the snow-white sword body. She did not reach out to pull the sword; she was in contemplation.