Selim

Her academic subjects are taught the second day.

To tell the truth, Amy found some of the subjects more interesting than their most uninteresting magical subject even though she has already taught herself all this.

Amy mostly spends her class time on her own studies, confident that if she were called, she would answer and solve any question asked of her. No one questioned that a first year is in a class full of fourth and third years.

Amy's daily routine was typical. She does a warm up and a morning jog in the morning then eats breakfast afterward. After that, she takes a bath and prepares for her morning classes. After lunch and afternoon classes, she spends the rest of her days to herself until night time then she would go to sleep. That is her schedule from now on.

Amy closed her book with a downcast look. She can't help but remember Rufus's words early this morning.

*

"Thanks for detecting the assassin. It's been taken care of." Rufus says.

He visited her room after the morning jog.

"I am curious though." He murmured but it didn't go unnoticed, "How did you know there was someone there? Even Violet was unable to see them."

Amy thought for a moment. That is what she wanted to know too but she had a theory. "I think it had something to do with the assassin. Viola can sense something out of place and out of the ordinary. But the assassin seems like they had belonged there. She can't sense that."

"How did you sense it then?" he asked curiously.

"I am not sure myself." she murmured. "Let's just say that I can sense that person's malice at him or rather in my direction."

Rufus nodded and apologetic look on his face. "Leon says to hide the incident and not tell anyone."

Amy is close to slamming her hand onto something. "Are you nuts?!" she shrieked but screeched her voice without waking anyone. "Do you have any idea what would happen if Her Majesty finds out? What happens last night is proof that he is in danger and he's still at risk."

"I know." he says with a downward gaze, "But Leon wants to enjoy the school life as much as possible. He said this so."

Amy's expression changed into a blank one. It seems that Rufus thought this through.

"Alright," she says despondently, "I'll keep quiet."

*

As much as she understood the reason, she cannot turn a blind eye from this. She needs to take action. She closed her book after marking it again then head off to the common rooms with her things. To start, she needs to check the other students.

After walking in, she noticed the looks of disbelief and awe as she walked in. The sun-shaped onyx badge she wears is shown for everyone to see. There is a reputation for anyone with these badges. They are prodigious, noble and powerful to the point that their place in the school echelon are extremely high. In addition with noble privileges, they are in higher level classes as well as having permission to access texts they couldn't possible read.

She looked around and waved with a bright smile which surprised others. Some looked away, others hide.

Wow, if this is their reaction just from a smile and a friendly wave then what happeneds if she initiates a conversation?

She then found the person she is looking for. He is sitting alone reading a book while leaning his chin on his arm with a bored look. He has soft looking shaggy, cream colored hair, bright green eyes and wears a simple hoop earring. He looks a bit effeminate if not a bit gloomy and a loner.

She sat across from him with the book in her hand and opened it in front of him. Startled, he looked confusedly at the girl in front of him.

Amy stared at him with a smile on her face. "Hi, my name is Amaryllis Anthos."

"M-My name is Selim. Just Selim" he quivered.

"Please don't be nervous in front of me." she said in a soft tone, "I just wish to be friends with you."

Selim's mouth dropped a bit. "Me?" he seems to struggle to find the right words.

"If you don't want to then-"

"No!" He shouted which got the whole room staring at them and he shriveled in his seat. "I-I don't mind." he says with a blush.

Amy smiled brightly.

*

Amy and Selim didn't talk much but continued reading their books. Afterwards, Amy went to a private room that already has a black perfect circle with smaller ones inside where she could begin. She had luckily reserved it in time for her own use. She binged read Helga's Great Distance and know more about personal magical circles and teleportation. To start, she needs to do a blood ritual to make the circle a reality.

She got a stick of chalk and drawn her circle, large enough to fit every bit of the room. The black circles help to assist on drawing perfect circles. Despite its importance, this process is more like drawing art.

Amy recalled her first simple magic circle using chalk when she was six. She accidentally summoned a frog which delighted her father who took the frog while her mother and sister freaked out. The reason for this excitement was that it turns out that the frog is a rare species. It was at this moment, she knew that creating a magic circle requires more research than just depending on manga knowledge. 

Magic circles are quite versatile. They can summon things to them, teleport, transfigure materials, create barriers and other spells that are usually ritualistic in nature. However, her goal today is to create her own magic circle for her own personal use. But before she tries something reckless, she needs to make this circle hers first.

Before her enrollment, she had already learn simple elemental magic, verbal spells at heart and advanced magic in theory.

After finishing, she pats her hands that are white with chalk and got a bucket of blue ink that she had gotten from the school supply store. Amy removed her jacket and blouse showing only her inner shirt, grabbed her small blade from her boot, unsheathed it, and swiftly made a cut on her arm. After wincing, the blood flow down her arm and drip into the bucket mixing her blood in. Since this is her own personal magic circle, she needs to make sure that no one would ever steal it.

This process is similar to customizing your own brand and copyrighting it in the laws of magic, which are enforced by the gods. The moment the deed is done, no one else can use her magic circle except for her and her descendants, more specifically Aron. 

She looked at her blood-stained arm with the blood now dried up and sticky. Seeing it as a sign that it is done, she hovered her hand on her arm. "Viridian" she whispered and her wound glowed a green color and now the wound is gone.

Amy grabbed a stick that came with the bucket of ink and mixed the blood and ink thoroughly. The ink is simple enough with nothing else special added to it.