New day,New beginning,New truths

The next morning, Agnes gently woke me up, informing me that breakfast was ready and urging me to join them.

I quickly freshened up and made my way to the dining room, where a spread of delicious food awaited. However, something felt amiss.

Beatrice and Eleanor were noticeably absent, and a sense of concern washed over me.Curiosity got the better of me, and I inquired about their whereabouts.

Agnes, with a hint of sadness in her voice, explained that they had left the castle to undertake errands in order to earn some much-needed money.

The financial situation was far from ideal, and they had taken it upon themselves to contribute to our well-being. I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt and helplessness. Despite my newfound abilities and status, I still couldn't offer much assistance to those I cared about.

Lost in thought, I finished my breakfast and retired to my room. The weariness from my weakened state due to the lingering effects of the poison and my 5 year's old body took their toll on me, and before long, I drifted off to sleep.

My dreams were filled with worries about our uncertain future and the hardships we faced.When I awoke in the afternoon, Agnes appeared at my door, holding a book in her hands.

It was a tome that recounted the legendary tale of a hero named Sullivan, who had vanquished a fearsome Drake and saved the Lunaria Empire.

As Agnes sat by my side, holding the book in her hands.With patient guidance, she pointed to each letter, pronouncing its sound and showing me how it formed words. I followed along, repeating after her and practicing the pronunciation.

At first, the letters seemed foreign and unfamiliar, but with each passing moment, they became more recognizable.

Agnes encouraged me, reminding me that even the greatest scholars had to start somewhere. We took it one step at a time, focusing on the basics and building a solid foundation.

As the words began to take shape on the pages, a sense of accomplishment washed over me. I marveled at the power of language, how a simple combination of letters could convey thoughts, emotions, and stories.

Agnes would patiently explain the meaning of each word, its context, and its usage. She would provide examples and encourage me to practice writing them down. I clumsily held the quill in my hand, trying my best to reproduce the letters and form coherent words.

There were moments of frustration and difficulty, of course. Learning was not always easy, and there were times when I stumbled over unfamiliar words or struggled to remember their meanings.

But Agnes remained patient and steadfast in her support, offering guidance and encouragement whenever I faltered.With time, the study of words became less daunting and more engaging.

As Agnes closed the book, a sense of accomplishment washed over me. We had spent hours poring over the pages, dissecting the letters and words that formed the foundation of the Lunaria Empire's legends.

I could feel my mind expanding, absorbing the knowledge with every passing moment.

Thank you, Agnes," I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement. "Your guidance has been invaluable. I can't wait to lear more."

A smile slowly bloomed on Agnes's usually stoic face. It was a rare sight, but when it appeared, it brought warmth to the room. "You're most welcome, young master," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of pride.

"Your enthusiasm and dedication to learning are truly commendable."As Agnes turned to leave.

I couldn't help but express my gratitude further. "Please, extend my heartfelt thanks to Eleanor and Beatrice as well," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. "Their support and assistance have been invaluable to me, and I'm truly grateful."

Agnes nodded, a gleam of appreciation in her eyes. "I will make sure to relay your message to them," she assured me. "They have been working tirelessly to ensure our well-being, and your words will mean a great deal to them."

I retired to my room with a satisfied smile, the day's lessons still swirling in my mind. The anticipation of a new day excited me as I felt asleep.

As the sun gently kissed the horizon, heralding the dawn of a new day, I eagerly awaited Agnes's arrival.

True to her word, Agnes appeared at my door, holding a new book . The title, "The Chronicles of the Great Mage Edelweiss".With a gentle nod, Agnes began to unravel the story, carefully explaining each word, its meaning, and how it was pronounced and written in this unfamiliar language.

My talent in comprehension, coupled with the serene state of my mind brought about by the skill Serene Mind, acted as catalysts for my accelerated progress.

Words and their meanings flowed seamlessly into my consciousness, as if they had always belonged there. The title of Child Prodigy bestowed upon me by the status window further fueled my determination to excel in my studies.

Only after 4 days, I could feel the language of this world becoming a part of me. The foreign characters transformed into familiar friends, and the intricate grammar wove its way into the fabric of my thoughts.

Through Agnes's patient guidance and my unwavering dedication, I now possessed the ability to communicate and express myself in this world's language.

The next morning, as we sat down for breakfast, a spark of curiosity ignited within me. I turned to Agnes and spoke with an eager tone in my voice, "Agnes, I have a request. I would like to explore different genres of literature. Could you please acquire some travel guides and history books for our future lessons?"

Agnes's expression shifted slightly, hinting at the challenges we might face in obtaining such books. She replied, "Young master, acquiring those specific books may prove to be quite difficult.

The library is closely monitored, and borrowing books outside of our usual selection might draw suspicion."Undeterred, I reassured her, "Agnes, it has been four days since you started borrowing books for me. The librarian has grown accustomed to your presence and has become more lenient in allowing you to borrow. I believe we can seize this opportunity. Please borrow five books tomorrow, three of them being children's storybooks and the remaining two focusing on the geography and history of our country."

I continued, emphasizing the nonchalant nature of these books, "These books are widely available and not considered secretive or restricted. The librarian is unlikely to suspect any ulterior motives in borrowing them. Moreover, even if the duke were to discover our actions, borrowing such books would not be considered a punishable offense."

Agnes contemplated my words, her expression shifting from uncertainty to cautious optimism.

She understood the significance of expanding my knowledge beyond the confines of fictional tales. With a nod, she agreed to undertake the task, her determination reflecting in her eyes.