Still Loved Even In The New World
CHAPTER 173: Creating a Skill.

Filia:"Frey, can you contact that unit?."

Fray:"No. The connection cannot be connected, perhaps because the position is too far apart and the other side is too weak."

Filia:"So, we can only wait until the embryo is strong enough to connect."

Frey:"That's true Desu~"

If it is like that, let it go first. After all there is a time comparison between the high and low level quadrants. That way, maybe I shouldn't wait as long as I think.

If the person who managed to obtain the embryo had talent, perhaps he could break through Tier one and go to the mainland.

Why Tier one?. Because the minimum requirement to come to the mainland was Tier one. If it was still Alterion, before players reached Tier three, they would not have gone to the mainland even though they could. The reason being, the mainland was a place where all the forces gathered.

Players and Tier NPCs were high like clouds in this place. If they came while still too weak, they would not be able to compete for resources with players and high Tier NPCs. As a result, their development will actually be hampered and left behind from others.

Filia:"Frey, keep an eye on that unit. Report to me if there's any recent developments."

Frey:"OK..."

Frey instantly turned into a small ball of light and disappeared. This is really a surprise. I wonder what kind of person accidentally got that embryo. If he's an interesting person, I don't mind helping him.

Well, since there's nothing to do right now, then I can only wait. I lay on the bed looking at the snow falling outside the window.

.....

Maybe in the middle of the night, I woke up to a disturbing sound. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and saw where the sound came from.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that I had forgotten to lock the window, so it was opened by the strong wind. There was a small pile of snow scattered on the floor. I lazily walked towards the window and closed the window.

With magic, I dried up the curtains and the snow-filled floor. The snowstorm tonight was quite big, there was even a dizzy sound as the snow blown by the strong wind smashed against the window glass.

I put a blanket on my coat and walked to the first floor. Due to the habit in my previous life, I always had trouble sleeping after waking up in the middle of the night.

The light in the second-floor hallway is very dim because at night the lighting in the mansion many are turned off. In addition to the dim lighting, the atmosphere of the mansion became very quiet.

If it's a European horror movie, I think the current atmosphere is very appropriate. Afraid?. Don't say that. Rather than fear I might be more curious. I spent most of my life in the hospital. To kill time, I read, and not a few horror story books that I have read. So, instead of being scared, I'm more curious about ghosts. Whether the ghost really exists or not.

While in the hospital, I often came out of the room at night to check if I could find ghosts in the hospital like the ones in the stories and movies. But, it's all for nothing. I never met them.

I walked down the stairs leading to the living room on the first floor. What I didn't expect, there was someone sitting on the sofa alone looking down. I walked over and patted the guy on the shoulder.

Philia:"Khaim, are you not sleeping?."

Yes, that person is Khaim. I purposely told him to rest in the first floor guest room. The room has not been used for a long time. I don't know how other nobles treat guests like Khaim, but I don't care about that.

Khaim:"P, Princess. S, I just woke up. A, you haven't slept..?"

He answered me with a disjointed and clumsy voice. Well, it's only natural that it's like that. He was also unfamiliar with the Kramas order or talking to nobles. So I can decry her.

Sally:"I just woke up."

I ignored Khaim and went to the kitchen to pick up something. This mansion was indeed quiet at night because many servants were resting. Nonetheless, many are still doing some of their homework.

While walking into the kitchen, I also met Sebastian who was taking care of some of Duke's work left behind by his father. Because I didn't want to bother him, so I just said hello for a moment.

In the kitchen, there are still Jors and some waiters who sort the ingredients and seasonings to prepare breakfast tomorrow. They really pay attention to their work.

Philia:"Work hard for you."

Jors:"This is indeed our duty Princess. Have you not slept?."

Filia:"Just woke up. Jors, do you have fresh milk?."

Jors:"Fresh milk?."

Jors tilted his head to remember something. He immediately left his job and went to the storage room. Moments later, he returned with a bottle of milk stored in a glass container.

Jors:"As you ordered the Princess, I kept the milk in a bottle container and placed it in a cooler box that you asked the craftsman to make the other day."

Filia:"Thank you, Jors."

I brought the bottle back to the living room and changed the container into a metal cup. I warmed the milk with my white fire.

Well, warm milk is indeed a good thing in cold weather like this. I returned to the living room and sat in the opposite seat of Khaim.

Philia:"Are you still unable to sleep?."

Khaim:"I'm not used to the atmosphere. So, it's hard to go back to sleep."

That's also natural. If we are not used to the atmosphere somewhere new, we may feel uncomfortable. I think most people feel that way.

Philia:"Hmm... Do you want to go to the library?."

Khaim:"Eh, library?."

Filia:"Yes, let's go."

I handed the glass of milk to a maid who had been standing behind me. He is not Ilma, but a maid who serves at night. When he saw me coming down from the second floor, he immediately accompanied me without speaking a word.

He accompanied me not only because of his duties, but he became the third person in this room. The function of a third person is to be a witness and a supervisor. If a single noble daughter was in the same room as a man who had no ties to them without a third person accompanying, then the name and honor of the noble princess will be polluted.

Although nothing happened, but others did not know. Therefore, there could be bad rumors circulating and it would greatly affect the prestige of the noble's daughter as well as her family.

So, even though it looks trivial, the maid accompanying me at this moment has a very important task.

The waiter received his milk cup with a silver tray he was holding. I led them both to the Rosefield family library.

The library of the Rosefield family is located underground and is very spacious. At the door leading to the library, I was stopped by two family knights.

"Daughter, here..."

Philia:"It's okay, they're with me."

"Understand."

Don't think it's just a library. The library was guarded very strictly by knights. The reason, in addition to containing books of public knowledge, in the library also contains many family secret records or even royal records that should not be known in the outside world. It is natural that it should be kept strictly.

The library is divided into three rooms. The first room contained a general knowledge book as well as a book that recorded about the various noble families. For the second room, it was guarded more strictly because it contained all the history and ins and outs of the various noble families that were quite sensitive. While in the deepest room, there is the most tightly guarded part of the library.

All I know, in the deepest room is guarded by Russian Aunt Rosefield and Uncle Barton who are both magicians and knights above level 150. Oh, Uncle Barton was the teacher who taught Eden, and he was the husband of a Russian aunt.

They both came from a side family that was assigned by the father to be in charge of the deepest library. The innermost library is not the same as the previous two sections of the library. In the deepest library, it contained only a few books. Although I said a little, but it was relative to hundreds of thousands of books, so it was actually still quite a lot.

The innermost library contains secret records of the family as well as the palace. In addition, inside were also stored many Rosefield family core magic books, so other than the nuclear family members, others were forbidden to enter or they would be killed on the spot.

My goal today is just the outermost library, so it's okay to invite service and Khaim. As soon as the library door opened, the scent of paper immediately smelled. Inside there are many bookshelves that are terraced to a height of seven or eight meters. The books stored in this place were several times more than the ones in the library of the academy. Some are also rare books that are difficult to find elsewhere.

This library may sound very large, but when compared to the Rosefield library in Dukedom, it is still several times smaller.

In the middle of the room there are several well-organized benches. This reading room is quite bright because it is illuminated by crystal lights on the ceiling.

Philia:"Is there a book you want to read?."

I asked Khaim as he approached an old man of about sixty or seventy years who was sitting at the library's watchdog table. In her right eye she wore a simple but elegant gold-framed reading lens. Seeing me approaching him, he smiled kindly at me. That smile looks very friendly and kind.

"Can I help you, Princess?."

Philia:"Grandfather Grant, is there a book that records the martial arts of the stick?."

Grandpa Grant was always so happy when I called him grandpa. He is an old man without family. He had no children and never remarried after his wife died when he was young due to the war. Because he was the son of a father's comrade in the Battlefield, so the father invited him to work in the Rosefield family.

Because Grant's grandfather was still in a state of grief and he didn't want to force him to work, so very few jobs were suitable for him. As a result, because of his father's belief in him, he was made a library guard who was responsible for overseeing the outside library.

Since then, Grant's grandfather has always drowned his head in the library and has rarely come out. He is usually not very friendly to others, but he is very friendly to me. Maybe it was his parents' heart that looked at me like his own granddaughter. No matter how hard the human heart is, they will always long for the warmth and feeling of having a family, especially parents who have been lonely for a long time like Grant's grandfather.

I was also very happy that my existence could fill a little hole in his heart. It made me feel that my coming into this world had a meaning.

Grant:"Of course there are. Please wait."

Grandpa Grant touched the transparent crystal ball on the table and put the mana into the crystal ball. After the crystal ball was induced with mana, the transparent crystal ball lit up with a dim blue light. Although it was dim, but the light was still quite clear.

Shortly after, a transparent blue screen appeared that floated above the crystal ball. Because the screen was turned back to me, so I could only see the empty transparent blue board.

The transparent screen was very similar to the one in Alterion. Maybe it's the technology Alterion still left to this day.

After checking for a while, Grant's grandfather waved his hand and made the screen turn to face me. I saw that on the screen interface was recorded hundreds of book titles and where the book was stored. To my surprise, stick fighting techniques were rarely used, but in this library there were at least over three hundred books teaching and recording martial techniques using sticks.

Filia:"Thank you, grandpa."

Grant:"Together. Do you need my help, Princess?."

I waved my hand and from various corners of the room hundreds of books floated towards me and stopped around me like zero gravity.

I used the mental power of telekinesis to take the books out of place. From the first time I saw the list of books, I had already marked them with mental strength, so I did not need to go back and forth in this vast room to find the books.

I ignored the shocked eyes of Grandpa Grant and the others and went to pick a seat in the middle of the room to start reading.

Filia:"Oh right. Khaim, is there nothing you want to read?."

Khaim:"T, no. I don't need to."

Philia:"It would be a waste if you did not read something after coming to the library."

Khaim:"K, then, I'll try to read some books."

Philia:"Yes. If you need help, you can tell Grandpa Grant."

I sat down while looking at Khaim's back who went to see Grant's grandfather and asked him for some books.

I stopped paying attention to him and turned my attention to the pile of books that were in front of me. I love reading, but it's impossible to check hundreds of tome books one by one overnight.

Three white metal balls the size of an adult thumb floated up and approached the books on the table. There was a kind of lens on the front of those little balls that gave off the blue light that hit the books.

Behind the three drones, a blue screen appeared the size of a computer background. In a few moments, various algorithms immediately appear on the screen and flash so fast that it is difficult to notice using the naked eye.

In just an instant, hundreds of books were scanned and the data copied into the quantum brains of the three drones. The drones will analyze the contents of each book and summarize and help me to compare the contents of the books that make it easier to draw conclusions.

Actually, my goal was to come to this library with Khaim because I wanted to create a wand martial technique suitable for Khaim. There is nothing I can do at night in a storm like this. So, I was thinking of making him a stick fighting technique.

Once all the data has been slipped into the drone's quantum brain, there are three keyboard projections on the table.

Filia:"Sister Lean, can the lighting in the library be reduced?!."

Lean:"Please wait a minute, Princess."

Siter Lean immediately put the milk he held on my desk and went to adjust the intensity of the lighting in this room so as not to be too glare. The intensity of the light was only reduced by half from the beginning so as not to disturb Khaim who read the book.

Feeling that the light was suitable, I immediately operated the keyboard and created a program and settings. I had to examine all the comparisons between each martial technique recorded and draw the best conclusions as a reference to create a new martial technique.

It's a very nostalgic feeling...

After all the data was set, it happened that Khaim came while carrying a book in his hand.

Filia:"What book is that?."

Khaim:"I, it's about the stars."

Filia:"Star?."

Khaim:"Really. S, I want to know about the stars."

Khaim answered me while looking up, looking at the imitation of the constellations made using light stones around the crystal lamp.

Philia:"Well. Oh, I need your help for something."

Khaim:"Please say, Princess."

Filia:"Come!."

Khaim walked towards me with a confused look. His eyes also looked very curious as he looked at the computer screen in front of me.

As he approached, I handed him a wooden stick.

Filia:"Try using a stick."

Although puzzled, he nodded and started swinging the long stick. A translucent lens appeared on my left eye to retrieve data from Khaim's body configuration.

Filia:"Enough. Comehere!."

Khaim:"B, fine."

Filia:"Grow your hand."

I red Khaim's hand and grabbed him for a moment. Oh, I didn't do anything. I just wanted to find out what the muscles in his hand looked like and make the right weapon for him.

Filia:"Well, your right hand muscles are more dominant and the balance of the body muscles is slightly tilted to the right side. Ye.... What's wrong with you?."

As I looked up, I saw Khaim with a red face and looked down. Strange, is he sick?. Looks like she was okay. Maybe it was because of the cold temperature and he was sleep deprived.

Khaim:"T, no. I'm okay."

Philia:"Maybe your body is tired. You better get some rest."

Khaim:"I, yes."

After getting the body data khaim, I was able to adjust the skill that was right for him.

Lean:"Daughter, what are you doing?."

It seemed that Lean could not help herself anymore to ask. As a servant, he shouldn't have to ask what his master did if it wasn't necessary. But after all, Lean was a young girl who was definitely a little impulsive and curious. I don't mind either, after all this is not a very secret thing.

Filia:"Oh, I'm making a skill."

Lean:"Skill...?!!."

He was startled and raised his tone until Grandpa Grant heard him. Perhaps out of curiosity too, Grandpa Grant approached and saw what I was doing.

Philia:"Yes. I made a stick fighting skill for Khaim."

Khaim:"For me?. Why?."

Philia:"What do you mean why. Of course so you have the right skills."

I stopped and saw the progress of the data on the computer screen. Well there were some problems in his body.

Filia:"You're gifted with a stick, but because you've been practicing your sword for too long, your body configuration becomes a little off the mark and stiff to use. I can only create basic body processing techniques to adjust your muscles and also skills that can continue to develop without having to continue learning new skills."

Khaim:"S, I don't have to make you bother, Princess. S, I can learn skills in the academy."

Philia:"What do you mean?!. You cannot use inappropriate skills. Maybe the skill is suitable for you, but the level of suitability will not be high and the development will be limited in the future."

I stopped and drank milk on the table to relieve my slightly dry throat.

Filia:"Skill is like an armor. Suppose you buy armor that is sold en masse, even though the size is appropriate, but there will still be shortcomings when compared with armor made specifically for you, which is made by considering the balance of the muscles and the way you fight."

Of course I have a strong cane skill, but it is a high-level skill. With the Khaim vessel still very fragile, the skill will actually damage its internal flow. So, I need to make it a low-class skill, but one that can continue to evolve following its owner. Thus, he did not need to learn new skills too often.

And as for Ilma and Felmina, why don't I create a new skill for them, it's because their bodies haven't adjusted to a certain training, yet, so their bodies are easy to form to match the skills I gave. While Khaim, he had been practicing the sword for many years, so his body had formed to use the sword.

Actually even without sword talent, it would not rule out the possibility that Khaim could use a sword, but even though the bus used a sword, it did, his abilities would remain below that of a person with sword talent and he would not be able to develop any further since it was limited to talent.

He is very young and it is not too late to fix it. So I want Khaim to walk the path of martial arts that suits his talents. That way, maybe one day, he can become a strong and useful knight for me.

I operate keyboards and type a wide variety of programs. Many letters and numbers flashed on the screen very quickly like a gust of water. A few hours later, the skill finally succeeded.

I noticed a loading bar that kept running on the screen. 10%... 20%... 30%T%... 100%.

After the one hundred percent full loading bar, the computer screen immediately disappeared and the three spheres turned into a three-dimensional printing machine.

A book is slowly in print as a whole, from the cover to the contents of the book in print simultaneously and floating in the air.

Moments later, the book was finished in print.

«Ding... Successfully created a Saint Class skill... Please give it a name.»

Filia:"I call it «The Eight Pillars of World Destruction»."

«Confirmed name «The Eight Pillars of World Destruction». Skill has been recorded in the world record.»

The dominating name. A proper name for a saint level skill. I gave him the name of the eight pillars because this skill book contains eight stick techniques and also body exercises to adjust the body to the skill so that the level of suitability is higher.

One thing surprised me. I did not expect that this skill to be a saint level skill.

Haha.... This terrific. I can be proud of this.

(The end of this chapter.)

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