As I was lost in thoughts, Janus straightened his back.

"Alright, I'm leaving. I still have matters to attend to,

" he said.

My head immediately raised towards him.

'Oh, he is? What a waste…'

I was planning to interrogate-- I mean, interview him more but oh well… I hope that there is still next time. Though, it's kind of doubtful.

Anyways…

"Ah! Please wait!

" I shot up from the couch when Janus stood and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for everything you've done to help me, Lord Janus,

" I uttered in gratitude.

"It's nothing,

" he replied in a casual tone.

"Well then... Goodbye, Nadia.

"

"Yes!

"

Janus then teleported out of here and now, once again, I am alone. But it's fine because I have learned another piece of information. Scratch that-- pieces of information. There was a lot and I even got to unravel a little secret.

This day couldn't get any better than this...

"I wonder what time it is?

" I mumbled to myself.

I have lost track of the time again which has kept happening every time I am here. I'm sure that my brother Nathan would come and pick me up just like what he's been doing these past few days. Me, getting so absorbed by reading and everything that I don't even have any inkling at all that it's already so late, and that is why he started coming over to get me.

"I don't think it's late though…

" was my comment after calculating the time.

I mean, I have only been reading for a few hours, maybe two or three because I was only finishing the book I was reading before anyways. So I could probably still read some more.

Mhmm…

Before that, I need to lay out all the things I have learned so far out. To organize it in one coherent thought. Thus the reason why I brought pen and paper!

Alright, so out of all the details I have gathered, the most shocking one would be the fact that Janus knows that I am a transmigrator. Not only that but he is actually very much aware of it from the start.

'And here I thought that my deepest secret will be buried with me till my death…'

Seems like there truly is no escaping a great magician's eyes.

'Wait… If he knew that I'm not from here…'

"Then why did he let me do as I please?

" My whisper was carried by the air.

Why did he not do anything? Does he not care at all? Even though I am basically a foreign soul?

Janus's words echoed right into my head at that moment.

... I am merely following orders…

What is this order he kept bringing up? And who is his master?

'To be able to make Janus a subordinate… Who is more powerful than him?'

Could it be…

Solomon?

Is Solomon still alive and well? I can't think of anyone else that can take another great magician under their wing except him.

Humming and with my brows practically joining together, I leaned back and thought deeply about it. The mystery surrounding Janus and his all-knowing master just kept bugging me. I am so curious that I find it energy-consuming and troublesome as hell.

Why are they letting me run around like it's natural and like I'm not disrupting this world's reality? And oh gosh! I have forgotten to ask him about the book I've read and why does it follow the norms of this world?

What was that book?!

I have long concluded that this world is not real 'real'. For heaven's sake, how would I even explain why I got transported right after I finished reading it?

'Maybe I should jot down all my questions so if another opportunity comes up, I'll be ready…'

Putting that aside, now that I know I can use magic and I am an innate type, the next step would be figuring out how to properly utilize it. After, maybe looking more into it, yes.

At the end of the day, I still have no idea how this anima works and how to harness it anyway. I could only feel it from time to time but I don't have a direct connection towards it. And I have a lot of questions. As expected...

Firstly, to which spectrum do I belong? Is my anima weak? Average? Or strong?

To ascertain that, I have to connect to it, to make it respond. But the question is… how?

I probably need another book for that… I mean, everything on my table is about history and nothing else.

Hmmm…

'Should I summon another batch?'

It's still early and I'm really getting more excited now than ever. More so when I just learned I can use magic, which is insane if you think about it.

"I wonder if my brother and father would be surprised to know that I can cast magic? Fufufufufu~

"

I feel kind of good about myself at this moment...

I can't wait to see their reactions! Fufufufufu~

If someone walked past and saw me, they would probably think that I'm hatching an evil plan or something, just from the way I was grinning so mischievously.

Can't blame them if that happens. I have a sketchy face after all, especially when I smile. I look like I'm looking down at everyone. Which happens a lot. My maids even pointed that out to me one time.

They said that when I smile or giggle, I look villainy. Like a wicked woman.

Wait, we are getting sidetracked here…

Back to the topic, Ezekiel would also be an innate type because he is a royal and he has blessed genes on both sides of his royal parents. The Windsors and the Hermans. He has it all, basically.

And taking his powers into account, his magic is definitely on the stronger spectrum. That ray of light alone that was mentioned in the novel is enough to obliterate someone and can even pierce the heavens…

'That part gave me chills! I want to see it firsthand but that would mean something's got to happen for him to use his trump card which is a no-no…'

I wonder if he can teach me a thing or two about controlling magic?

What about Lukas though? Is he an innate type? But he's not a member of royalty nor do I recall that the Ageras is a blessed bloodline…

I do remember reading about him in the novel that he's so powerful he could wipe out an entire army by himself. Also that he is a weapon master. Meaning, he could use any weapons so well that he mastered them all. Clearly an overpowered man, I know.

There's that thing with his infernal flames too and if I'm remembering it correctly, it seemed to be alive. So he's probably an innate type like Ezekiel.

I'm pretty sure he is…

I then glanced at the books in front of me, picked the last book from the author I've been following, and piled the others on one side. My eyes traveled towards the entrance and then to Z, who looked like he is sleeping again. But this time, he's lying on the magic carpet lazily like a white tiger.

Sometimes... I just doubt Z's credibility when he's like that but that's just silly thinking.

I let out a huge sigh,

"Alright, let's read one more book and then go home…

"