Nanako was instantly shocked.
She had heard of the Ice Binding Hell forbidden spell before.
As an ice-element Siege-class mage, to advance to the next level, the minimum requirement was to be able to cast a forbidden-level spell.
And Ice Binding Hell was a top-tier forbidden spell that countless ice mages dreamed of mastering, even considered the ultimate ice magic technique!
What's more terrifying was...
The Ice Binding Hell technique circulating outside was incomplete.
Yet even in its incomplete form, Ice Binding Hell was only mastered by the most powerful mages. Unless you had some special encounter, it was impossible to even come across it.
What she hadn't expected was that she would find the magic formula for Ice Binding Hell in this ancient elven scroll!!
What surprised her even more was that her disciple claimed he created it!!
And what shocked her the most was...
Her disciple actually called this top-tier forbidden spell garbage!!
Nanako was dumbfounded.
[Sigh, this is ridiculous.]
[Though it seems this magic is highly valued by ice mages like Master in this era!]
[Truly a fallen age, when garbage is treated as treasure. Back then, battles spanning millions of miles were common - this little forbidden spell isn't even worth looking at!]
[Who didn't start with at least Magic Forbidden Level or Divine Descent Level spells?]
Nanako: "!!!!"
Lynn shook his head, no longer paying attention, and returned to reading his romance novel with disinterest.
Magic Forbidden Level?! Divine Descent Level?
Nanako felt her mind buzzing, completely blank, her whole person frozen in shock.
These two terms weren't unfamiliar to her.
But they were far beyond her reach.
Because Magic Forbidden Level spells could only be used by demigods!
And Divine Descent Level spells could only be wielded by those just below gods, or by gods themselves!!!
Nanako stared wide-eyed, grabbing her ponytail.
So it was really about being on different levels...
Only magic of that caliber could catch his eye?!
Was her disciple really that amazing?!
Wait!
Seeing Lynn completely lose interest and look away from the scroll in her hands, Nanako instantly became anxious.
Don't look away, at least take another look!
At least recite the magic formula on it for your master!!
You might look down on it...
But your master values it, and really wants it!!
Hey! Hey!
...
The next day, the Round Table Council of the Seven Stewards convened as scheduled.
Andrew, wearing a gray wizard's robe, sat at the head position, his gaze dark. On the table before him lay a thick stack of parchment covered in dense ancient elven text.
The other five stewards were already in their positions on his left and right.
Looking at the empty seat across from him, Andrew glanced at the rising sun and said in a low voice:
"Where is Nanako!"
The surrounding stewards shook their heads, their eyes carrying mocking smiles.
"Perhaps she overslept. After all, being late is quite normal for her."
"No, no, I think she must have made big claims yesterday, and now feels too ashamed to show her face, so she ran away overnight."
"That makes sense, that makes sense."
Hearing everyone's discussion, Andrew's eyes grew darker.
If it were based on seniority, Nanako would never have qualified for the position of Seventh Steward.
It was only because since the founding of Winter Spring Valley, the Seven Steward positions had always been controlled by the seven oldest magic families, and Nanako, as the only remaining bloodline of the Tulip Family, inherited the Seventh Steward position from her deceased father.
Andrew took a deep breath.
Actually, he hadn't expected Nanako to present him with a satisfactory answer.
Because based on his understanding of Nanako.
She had probably already forgotten about the elven scroll,
And even if she hadn't forgotten, it would be impossible for someone with her knowledge to decode the entire scroll within three months.
Andrew shook his head and said in a low voice:
"Don't wait for her, let's begin..."
But before he could finish speaking, Nanako's shouting voice suddenly came from outside.
"Wait!! I'm here!!"
Bang—
A twin-tailed lolita burst through the door, and under everyone's gaze, she rushed in with wide eyes, clutching a thick stack of scrolls, panting heavily.
With a thud, she placed the scrolls on the table.
Nanako stared with wide eyes, quickly went to Andrew's side, and made a ninety-degree bow, her ponytail whipping Andrew's forehead with a snap.
"Sorry, Grandpa Andrew, I'm late!"
"..."
"..."
Oh my goodness!
Andrew clenched his fists with a crack, trembling as he peeled her ponytail off his face.
She did it on purpose, this girl definitely did it on purpose.
"So you know you're late? How many times is this in just one month?!"
Andrew slammed the table hard, extremely angry.
If it weren't for her father entrusting her to him before death, hoping he would train her to become a qualified steward, he wouldn't be this angry.
Nanako straightened up, clasped her hands together, and said with wide eyes:
"Grandpa Andrew, I'm really sorry, but this time it's different because I stayed up late trying to decode the elven scroll, it's completely different from the previous times!"
Hearing this, Andrew laughed from anger.
"Decode the scroll? Well then, let's see what results you've achieved from staying up all night!"
The surrounding stewards struggled to hold back their laughter, their eyes full of schadenfreude.
They were very well aware of how difficult it was to decode the scroll.
These ancient elven texts were impossible to decipher without referencing a large amount of literature for comparison.
But they weren't worried now.
Because they hadn't told Nanako.
Just last night, Steward Andrew had received news that their archaeological team in the Western Empire had excavated a damaged ancient elven dictionary from the ruins.
Steward Andrew had used magic to transport the dictionary back overnight.
And with this dictionary, the efficiency of decoding the ancient elven scroll would immediately improve by a level.
They mockingly looked at Nanako, waiting for her to embarrass herself.
...
Nanako returned to her seat, took a deep breath, and rubbed the dark circles under her eyes.
Finally... it was... complete...
It had taken almost an entire day.
Through various indirect methods and inducements, she had finally managed to grasp the contents of her scroll from her disciple's inner thoughts.
It was so difficult! Really so difficult!
Andrew said coldly: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and begin?!"
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