Chapter 216: Image Stone Disc

"Yes, yes, the product. I will tell you these stories later, little Vremya. Little Rudelle?"

The elderly woman Nomos, I do not know if she ignores the freezing fury emanating from Professor Rupa, or if she simply does not care. But at least she seems to give Professor Rupa some face by changing the topic, but not without first saying that she would tell me her stories from her youth.

With all this, Professor Rupa has ignored me the entire time along with the others and only seems to look at the elderly Nomos, Principal Roselle, and Professor Rudelle.

When everyone looked at Professor Rudelle, she seemed not to change her expression and simply looked at me.

"Vremya. Take it out."

"Oh~ does little Vremya have the product?"

"Ahem, yes. It is easier to transport..." I said feeling seen by everyone.

For a while now, since the image of the Hero Queen appeared and the feeling of familiarity has created a kind of inexplicable connection thanks to the spatial oval that Ria gave me and asked me to keep by my side without separating from it.

Taking the opportunity, I closed my eyes to enter the Reminiscence Room.

With my spiritual perception, which is different from spatial perception, I observed the Reminiscence Room focusing on the place where I was last time.

Looking around I could see Xueling, Xuebing and Xueyue sleeping on the large bed on dark purple velvet sheets.

On one side, in the small living room, in the center of the coffee table there is a black egg that seems to be filled with obsidian. I could feel how the creature inside was still gestating and transforming.

Since it is in my space, I could feel that the creature inside the obsidian egg had a kind of spiritual thread that pierced space toward a place.

Then, with my spatial perception I felt how this special spiritual thread entered a subspace.

And this subspace is very special, it seems to be filled with abundant and infinite energy and at the same time calm, like the waters of a still lake without ripples on its surface. But somehow it gives the feeling that this energy could change you forever transforming you into something you are not or help you evolve while keeping your pure self. It seems that everything depends on the individual’s own will.

And in this space this jet-black skinned alien queen in the form of the mythical monster Arachne transmits her consciousness to the creature inside the obsidian egg.

Even though this egg is inside my Reminiscence Room!

But leaving aside that egg which if someone discovers could bring me many problems, and fixing my gaze on the magical invocation matrix created by Ria, it seems that one of the points of the triangle where the spatial oval goes gives me the feeling that it is stable and at the same time stabilizing the entire magical matrix.

Has the objective of stabilizing the materials been completed so that the probability of success of the invocation ritual is close to one hundred percent?

And all because of seeing the real face of the Hero Queen?

What I hate most about magic is that its things make no sense!

I can only wait for Ria to send another clone of herself and explain all this to me, maybe she also knows about the existence of the mental subspace in which the aliens transmit their thoughts in every sense of the word.

Enduring the longing to meet my Familiar, although I am already getting an idea of who it could be, I set my gaze on the black fruit with marks inside that biological crystal.

My consciousness enveloped the product and spending more demonic energy and fairy dust I extracted this magical shield generator into the real world from the Reminiscence Room.

In front of the projection of the Hero Queen’s image, and like the appearance of a spirit, the quest objective artifact appeared.

"Oh~ little Vremya has a lot of talent. Not only can little Vremya store information using the Letters Name Network to keep important papers protected, but I did not feel the spatial manipulation to store an object in a spatial bag."

The elderly Nomos gave a soft applause and said with a smile while her gaze went from the artifact to me and then to my white backpack hanging on my right hip.

"This... is because..."

"You do not have to say anything more little Vremya. From what I see your companions are not surprised and that means you trust them. But you must be careful in public when using your spatial magic..."

For a moment I forgot about it. Being surrounded in a room by people I know, plus this loving elderly lady who dedicates herself to being a royal historian seems to be very trustworthy. So I did not feel that I needed to protect myself.

"If I were in charge. I would punish you for your stupid recklessness. Although I am glad you returned in one piece."

Ah... I also forgot that Professor Rupa is here too... I think I should be careful from now on.

Professor Rupa waved her hand and like a whirlpool in the air, she absorbed the magical artifact and it went to a white wooden box in Professor Rupa’s hands.

By the way, is Professor Rupa glad that I returned safe and sound?

"Hehe~ it seems that little Aurellia is very fond of little Vremya."

"Last night a shipment of golden suppurating caterpillars arrived. I am worried that Mr. Corinth will arrive without hands and it will be difficult for him to work on treating the materials. Come on, you have a lot of work to do, those materials will not refine themselves..."

Professor Rupa said while putting the white box in her coat and turning around as if nothing to leave the Principal’s office.

"Ehhhh! Now? But, I just returned and I have not even arrived home..." I said with a pitiful expression.

I looked around and Magen and the others did not even look at me.

Wow, traitors!

There is no one in the entire school who is not afraid of the academy’s potions professor. Why do all potions professors have to be like this no matter what universe they are in!?

"Wow~ little Aurellia, at least let little Vremya rest... For today and tomorrow first thing in the morning you continue teaching him ~"

At first I felt happy for the elderly lady’s helping words, no, Grandma Nomos! But after hearing the last part I returned to my state of sadness...

"Hm! Fine, tomorrow first thing in the morning I will wait for you in the materials preparation classroom." After saying this, Professor Rupa left and exited the Principal’s office slamming the door.

I do not know whether to feel grateful or feel grateful!

I looked toward the Principal of the Royal Academy but Professor Roselle only shrugged with the clear intention of not interfering.

"Hehehe~ little Vremya, learn everything you can from little Aurellia, she is a talent for pharmaceuticals, she and little Miros and little Kaleria have created many medicines that have helped save many lives on the battlefield. Besides, it seems she is very fond of you ~ "

Uhm... I do not know whether to feel grateful!

Professor Rupa has a strange way of showing affection, making me work to clean and refine potion and alchemy materials one box after another like cheap labor.

Especially those materials that turn out to be disgusting!

Who came up with the idea of calling that smelly yellowish pus worm a golden worm!!

"Ehh... Thank you." It is the only thing I could squeeze out with an awkward smile.

"Well, these little ones are waiting for their rewards. Little Roselle, I leave everything to you. This old lady has to return to her cave of books and scrolls to rest, my poor old bones can no longer endure so much."

The elderly Nomos stood up from her seat after taking one last sip of her tea.

Principal Roselle and Professor Rudelle also stood up to say goodbye to Grandma Nomos.

But then something curious happened.

"Woa! The adult Vremya now looks more like the current Vremya!"

"Eh?" I turned toward where the projection of the Hero Queen was.

Then at my side Nao, who was touching my left thigh had a smile.

"OO AAA I made it move, moving vision! OO AAA"

The static image of the Hero Queen now seemed to breathe like a living person, she moved as if shifting her weight from one foot to the other, her right hand occasionally went to her face to take and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and on her face she had a lively look and a smile on her lips.

But then the image would strike strange poses like tiredness, annoyance, sadness, and her facial expression also changed.

"What is happening?"

"How did Vremya make it move?"

"I like adult Vremya~"

"Mm!"

"I did not do anything! Nao! How do you turn this off!?" I took the stone disk from Nao’s hand and turned it looking for a button or something.

"Hehehe~ what envy, ship souls are really fun~. But it is interesting how she managed to make a still image move. I have to study this." The elderly Nomos approached and stretched out her hand.

I placed my hand on the elderly Nomos and she turned off the device and the moving projection of the Hero Queen disappeared.

But the image lasted long enough for me to feel embarrassed and with a red face. Although I know it is not me, the similarity is enormous.

"Ugh..." I could only complain and see little Nao pouting because she lost the stone disk.