Chapter 159: Ring (5)

Chapter 159: Ring (5)

Ring (5)

As for Isaac, he seems handsome.

[Hmm.]

Luce wasnt the type of person to care about the appearance of others.

This stemmed from her aversion to people, regardless of their appearance.

Conversely, she only felt a sense of closeness with Isaac, but that didnt mean she paid much attention to his appearance.

Therefore, when Luce made such a comment, it felt completely unfamiliar to Thunderbird Galia

Yeah, hes handsome.

[Hmm]

On a night when the sky was dark, Luce while reading a book in the top-ranked dorm, Charles Hall, muttered to herself.

As she stroked her ring, she constantly thought of Isaac and giggled to herself.

I think Isaac is the most handsome one here.

[Hmm]

During the day, when the sky had scattered a clear light, Luce walked along the outdoor corridor of the academy building and looked around at the students. She made a remark, to which Galia nodded in agreement.

I was friends with a really handsome guy

[Hmm]

Even during training, she blurted it out as if she had just realized Isaacs handsome appearance.

Isaac was handsome today too!

[Hmm]

There wasnt a day when the words, Isaac is handsome didnt spring from Luces lips.

The most memorable day among these was when

One day, as Luce was sitting on a bench reading a book, she looked down at her ring and mutteredNewW novels updates at novelhall.com

The sunset light dyed her rose-gold hair and added color to her flushed cheeks. The corners of her mouth danced freely.

Then, Luce monologued,

Fine, Isaac

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One woman.

It seemed as if she smelled of flowers.

Galia was involved in each of Luces services.

Therefore, he could understand the heart of his master, Luce, better than anyone else.

More than ever, she was intoxicated with sweet emotions. Her heart swelled, and the words that finally burst forth were

Luce was happy.

The memories given by Isaac were perfect. The more she savored them, the sweeter Luce felt.

On the ring finger of her left hand was a magic weapon in the form of a ring.

However, it was said that only when worn on this finger would this magic weapon take effect.

This ring already had an immeasurably precious meaning to Luce.

It had become yet another treasure for Luce.

To Luce, Isaac was an existence as precious as life itself.

She had to protect him, and she had to cherish him.

The memory of weeping while holding the dying body of the Candy House Witch in her arms was also a deep-rooted and intense obsession etched into the very depths of Luces being.

She didnt want to regret anything anymore. Therefore, she tried to remember everything about Isaac, understand everything about him, cherishing him above all else.

She knew what Isaacs fingerprints looked like. She memorized their intricate patterns.

She knew what Isaacs irises looked like. She memorized even the tiniest of wrinkles.

She gauged Isaacs hair length, nail length, stride, footsteps, and frequently used hand gestures all of it almost daily.

Yet, if she tried to pry into Isaacs private life or kept him in her arms as she pleased, he would leave.

During the last semesters social gathering, after committing a misdeed to Isaac and apologizing, Luce reflected. Certainly, as a friend, she shouldnt try to manipulate the free will of another.

But

At least, she wanted to imagine what kind of daily life Isaac had led, even if only in a rough sense. It was her own compromise.

What came to mind was a scent. The smell of skin.

It enabled her to deduce what Isaac did throughout the day.

Luce practiced body buffing magic to enhance her sense of smell and memorized all of Isaacs scents.

Last semester, sometimes she would hug him or rest her chin on his shoulder.

She closed the distance with Isaac through natural physical contact.

She remembered the scents emanating from various parts of his body, categorized by different situations.

Isaac, open your mouth right now.

Dont people usually say, Say ah, in this situation?

A while ago, Luce fed Isaac with a spoon.

At first, she just wanted to feed him thinking he might be hungry. Being with Isaac was enough to make her happy, so she had no other thoughts.

However, that day, as she smelled the fork that had been in Isaacs mouth, she decided to memorize the scent of his saliva.

On the way back, she focused on the smell of the fork and carefully memorized the scent of his saliva.

She had memorized all the scents coming from his exterior

But she still didnt know what scents came from inside his body.

At that time, in a corner of the Butterfly Garden.

Upon seeing Isaac, Luce immediately approached him and secretly checked his scent.

There was a slightly different smell. From around his ear, there was an unfamiliar scent.

But for Luce there was only Isaac.

Luce couldnt give up on him.

She looked down at the ring.

A magic weapon ring. It was a mysterious item that even the Eltania family couldnt easily obtain.

Bought it from an antique shop? What a laughable excuse.

However.

Grrr

The Nameless Hero.

If Isaac were assumed to be a mysterious archwizard transcending common sense, then it wouldnt be strange no matter how extraordinary the magic weapon he brought might be.

That was why Luce didnt make any remarks when she received the ring.

She just spent a long time imagining a future together with Isaac.

But President, you saw it too. She suddenly

Haa.

Luces sigh cut off Dorothys words.

After apologizing to Isaac during the social gathering, Luce resolved not to repeat the same mistake.

When Isaac gave her the ring and painted a future together with her, Luces resolve became even firmer.

It was for that reason she let go of her desire to monopolize the time spent with him.

Accepting the fact that Isaac also had people he liked, she decided not to manipulate him according to her will, but to respect and cherish him, in order to stay by his side.

Of course, her heart didnt always follow her intentions.

Luce was diligently working towards her resolution.

Luce while calming her complex thoughts and painfully suppressing her emotions, closed her eyes tightly and took a step back from Dorothy.

Im sorry.

Soon, Luce apologized.

Hearing that, Isaac was taken aback, and Dorothy had a bewildered expression.

Luce didnt want to be stubbornly naive and dogmatic as she was during the social gathering when she attacked Kaya.

Trying to take Isaac by force would only lead to trouble.

It would only distance her from the future she envisioned with him.

Academy life.

As semesters passed and grades progressed, students rubbed shoulders, experienced many things, grew, and underwent changes in thought.

Luce, now in her second year, had also grown.

Luce bowed her head to Dorothy.

Im sorry for getting angry.

Luce stopped, her head still bowed.

When Dorothy didnt respond, Luce continued to apologize.

Oh, uh, uh, uh?!

Her determination not to raise her head until the apology was accepted was evident. Cold sweat ran down Dorothys cheeks.

Dorothy was flustered by the unexpected apology, never having anticipated that Luce would apologize so readily.

Ah, that, what! Im sorry too for being so irritable

Dorothys right hand awkwardly hovered in the air, even her apology was clumsy.

Dorothy looked at Isaac with an unnatural smile.

He nodded his head.

Oh

Eventually, Dorothy contemplated and collected her expression.

Her thoughts were organized. Gradually, a gentle smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

President, Big Sis just remembered something urgent. She thought of something she needs to study!

As a senior and an elder, Dorothy understood Luces sincerity and decided to leave this place.

It was to give Isaac and her time to talk.

However, Dorothy mentioned studying was quite an unbelievable excuse.

Ah, yes

Im going to head out for today! Good luck~.

Take care on your way, Senior. Thank you.

Isaac, noticing Dorothys intention, smiled.

Dorothy smiled broadly, waved at him, turned her back, and left.

The sun had set, and a deep blue pall of darkness hung over the sky.

Finally, as Dorothys figure disappeared, Luce raised her head.

Luce, standing demurely, gazed in the direction where Dorothy had left.

Her eyes were exceedingly cold.

Her face intermittently contorted as if writhing, repeatedly furrowing and smoothing out, as she tried hard to conceal her emotions.

?

Suddenly, Isaac realized.

The reason Luce hadnt raised her head until Dorothy left was because she was suppressing her emotions.

Isaac, you.

Huh?

Luces expressionless eyes turned towards Isaac.

You like that senior, dont you? In a romantic way.