As silently walked into the room of her disciple, who was currently silently reading a book, being completely focused on said book, Beatrice couldn't help but fall into thought as she took a few more glances at her.

'Her progress is fast, but it seems as though just injecting memories has its limits in the end, If not, her progress would have been a lot faster,' thought Beatrice as she silently appeared behind Scythia, who was completely oblivious to the arrival of her teacher.

'I guess It's to be expected...' thought Beatrice as she suddenly tapped Scythia on the shoulder, allowing her to gain a thorough understanding of the body of her apprentice in just a fraction of a second.

...

As soon as she felt something touch her shoulder, Scythia suddenly turned around, a Dark Bolt appearing in front of her.

But even so, only a moment later, a rather confused expression appeared on Scythia's face.

"I could've sworn that something touched me just now..." mumbled Scythia as she quickly turned her eyes to the doors of the room, noticing that they were just as she had left them, completely in the same position as before.

But even so, as she stared at the surrounding bedroom, Scythia still felt completely unsafe, as such, she quickly locked the room and began checking every single bit of it.

Scythia checked under the bed, in the closet, as well as everywhere she could think of, but even so, she found absolutely nothing, causing her to finally shake her head.

"I guess I'm becoming a bit paranoid, I need to relax a bit..." mumbled the young girl as she slightly stretched before once again sitting down at her desk.

...

3 years later,

As she stared at her teacher, who was standing in front of her, Scythia, who now looked around 11 or 12, couldn't help but take in a deep breath.

"Teacher, why have you called me here?" asked Scythia as she looked at her teacher, who was sitting at her desk, simply staring at her.

"Little Scythia, I've been teaching you for about 3 years, Isn't that right?" asked Beatrice as she stared at the young girl in front of her.

Causing Scythia to slightly gulp.

"Yes teacher, It's been 3 years..." said Scythia, causing her teacher to faintly smirk.

"Now that you're a bit older and more powerful, it's about time that you pull your own weight," said Beatrice as she stared at the young girl in front of her, who by Beatrice's estimates, was more powerful than the previous Scythia had been before possessing this new body of hers.

As soon as her teacher finished her sentence, Scythia actually let out an audible sigh of relief, as her fear was suddenly destroyed.

Although Scythia knew that it would be trivial for her teacher to defeat her, right now she felt pretty confident to do missions, at least on Golwall Island.

"What kind of mission do you have for me, teacher?" asked Scythia as she stared straight at Beatrice, causing the latter to faintly smile.

...

As she stared at the departing back of Scythia, who had just had her mission explained to her, Beatrice couldn't help but slightly smile as she turned to the large ant that had just arrived.

Looking at the expression on the face of the ant, which she had grown to understand after all these years, Beatrice couldn't help but slightly click her teeth.

"What, do you feel that she's unqualified to do things for me on Golwall Island?" asked Beatrice as she approached Antonia, causing the ant to shake her head.

"It's not that she's unqualified, it's just that I'm a bit worried about her loyalty, it would be quite disastrous if she betrayed you, Mistress," said Antonia as she moved her antennae, allowing Beatrice to pat her head.

"Do you think your ants would be better suited for this mission?" asked Beatrice as she placed her hand onto Antonia's head, causing the latter to begin quickly shaking it.

"It's as you say, It's quite troublesome for us ants to deal with humans, but even so, I'm still a bit worried," said Antonia.

"I know your worries very well, but you should know best that it's impossible for humans to be completely loyal and not to have any other thoughts, they're not ants, but your worries are unfounded, I've already prepared for the worst long ago," said Beatrice as she stopped petting Antonia and simply flicked the ant on her forehead.

Hearing the words of her mistress, Antonia, who was feeling a bit of pain from the finger-flick, couldn't help but fall into thought.

...

After sending her apprentice to observe and gather information about the major Kingdoms on Golwall Island, Beatrice then retreated back into her own lab, where she fell deep into thought.

'The concentration of elemental energy in the air grew again...' thought Beatrice as she raised her head and stared at the ceiling, her eyes piercing through hundreds of meters of stone and reaching the sky.

In the past few years, the concentration of elemental energy in the air was relatively stable, and remained at the same level, suddenly though, just yesterday, it grew by over 0.2 percent, alerting Beatrice.

"The growth of elemental energy is bound to pick up speed over time... Will I have enough time to reach my goal before critical mass is reached?" mumbled Beatrice as she touched her chin.

Over the past three years, Beatrice had spent most of her time slowly but surely transforming her soul, but even with her extraordinarily strong spiritual power, Beatrice still felt as though she would need at least 25 years to truly finish that transformation.

As for whether she had 25 years before the concentration of elemental energy in the air grew exponentially? Beatrice had no idea.

But, the random growth that acourred yesterday made it seem not very likely that she had that much time.

"I may need to take some more drastic measures..." mumbled Beatrice as she touched her chin.