Princess's Struggle for Survival-Chapter 240: Carry You?

"It’s over, Miss Lyra."

Dorry had indeed been too careless, not even noticing whether her attacks were effective before launching them against this freshman.

Thankfully, this was just a spar. If it were a battlefield, she might have lost her life.

"No need to record the time."

Feeling the wooden sword move away from her chest, Dorry turned to the recorder.

"Lyra Beckett has defeated the examiner in practical sparring. Her score for this subject is full marks."

Whether it was because she had let her guard down or hadn’t fought the examinee at full spiritual energy, losing was losing, with no other explanation.

Hearing Dorry’s confirmation of her score, Lyra exhaled heavily, her head drooping weakly, a faint smile curling her lips.

Full marks in the practical test... she had really done it...

This way, perhaps she hadn’t let down Princess Astrid’s expectations.

Relaxing from the combat state, Lyra immediately felt sore all over, her arms as if drained of strength, unable to move.

Struggling to take the token from the recorder, Lyra’s legs gave way, and she leaned forward.

The next second, she fell into a soft embrace, her face brushing against smooth fabric, the scent of roses filling her nostrils.

"You did great, Lyra," Astrid whispered softly, her hand approaching Lyra’s wrist.

Feeling nimble fingers touch her palm, Lyra obediently let go, handing the combat sword she had been clutching to Astrid.

With the sparring over, the edge around Lyra faded. Now, the pink-haired girl showed no threat, even walking seemed difficult.

Knowing the crowd was watching, Astrid only held Lyra briefly before helping her sit on the spectator seats to rest.

"Your Highness Astrid..." Lyra’s pink lips parted slightly, her eyes cast downward.

"I... I really defeated Miss Dorry?"

Hearing the trembling tone of the pink-haired maid, Astrid spoke softly.

"Yes, you succeeded."

"Lyra is the only freshman who has defeated the examiner among all the examinees."

A peak apprentice and peak knight against a peak Sorcerer and middle stage grand knight, regardless of other factors, one-on-one victory over a higher level was a fact, something to be proud of anywhere.

Hearing Astrid’s response, Lyra completely relaxed, turning her head to see everyone in the arena staring at them.

If they were looking at Astrid before, now the focus was undoubtedly on the victorious pink-haired girl.

Suddenly feeling shy, Lyra pressed her legs together, her eyes fixed on her knees, letting her smooth, silky pink hair cover her face, shielding her from the gazes.

"Thanks to Miss Elise’s teaching, otherwise I wouldn’t have lasted two minutes," Lyra muttered softly.

Elise taught the most direct combat skills, helping a knight to stand their ground in battle.

After a year of training, many of Lyra’s combat techniques were ingrained, allowing her to make the best moves without thinking.

"The teacher is indeed important, but whether you can learn more depends on the student."

Astrid gently countered, her gaze falling on the notched wooden sword by her side.

Hearing Astrid’s praise, Lyra felt a sweet sensation in her heart, but soon another thought arose, deepening her confusion.

That final Blindness spell... the blinding light like the sun...

How had she managed to dodge it...

As Lyra was deep in thought, a clear male voice came from the right of the two.

"Good evening, the respected Imperial Pearl, Princess Astrid Calliste."

Hearing her name being called, Astrid withdrew her gaze from the wooden sword and turned to see a young man dressed in noble attire with a handsome face standing beside them.

"Excuse me for the interruption, I am Ross Anderson, the son of Viscount Clinset," Ross slightly bowed, performing a standard noble greeting.

"It’s rare to see you, Princess Astrid, you are even more beautiful than the rumors say."

Faced with such obvious flattery from the man, Astrid politely nodded, without putting down her crossed legs, and said in a calm tone.

"Good evening, Lord Ross. Are you also a first-year student at the Elizabeth Academy of Magic?"

"Yes, Princess Astrid is correct, I just took the exam at another test site."

Feeling that Astrid didn’t have the air of a princess, Ross, who wanted to climb the social ladder on his father’s orders, felt pleased.

"I am deeply honored to be a classmate with such a beautiful third princess."

The status of a viscount’s son is not low in noble circles, but there is still a certain gap compared to the imperial princess.

Ross didn’t have the intention to reach the sky in one step, but he still hoped to gain some benefits and privileges by getting close to Astrid.

After all, everyone knows that behind the third princess is the eldest prince, Lucas, who is very likely to become the next emperor.

Following the social habit of not making enemies easily, Astrid exchanged a few pleasantries with Ross.

With Ross as an example, the originally foreign noble young men and women who wanted to talk to Astrid but were deterred by her cold demeanor started to stir their thoughts.

After Ross left, another noble lady took the initiative to talk. Since it was a same-sex conversation, there were more topics to delve into.

The woman first expressed her admiration for Astrid’s dressing style, and then hinted that it wasn’t that people rely on clothes, but that clothes rely on people.

Astrid smiled slightly upon hearing this and also praised the other party for her excellent appearance and outstanding temperament.

Knowing that Astrid was socializing, Lyra remained silent, just sitting quietly on the side, sometimes thinking about the details of the previous battle, and sometimes unable to help but want to listen to their conversation.

After half an hour, the people in the venue left one after another, and Astrid also said that she was tired of the pretty words, leaning back in the chair and looking at Lyra who was in a daze.

"Have you rested well?" Astrid asked.

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Lyra was slightly stunned, and then felt her forehead hair being lifted by a hand.

Astrid’s face gently approached, her delicate features enlarged in front of Lyra’s eyes, and the fragrant breath that came out penetrated her nose, causing her body to slightly heat up.

"R-rested," Lyra said.

Hearing this, Astrid was about to withdraw her hand, but suddenly saw the slightly red ears of the girl, feeling particularly cute, so she gently pinched them with her fingers when she withdrew her hand.

As she expected, Lyra made a cute sound like a small animal being startled, and Astrid’s lips slightly rose when she saw this, and she whispered.

"What were you thinking about just now?"

"Your head was down, and even your expression couldn’t be seen."

Hearing Astrid’s words, Lyra moved her lips a few times, and her hands on the edge of her legs touched the smooth wooden chair.

Was Princess Astrid paying attention to her when she was talking?

Lyra was silent for a moment, then said softly.

"I was thinking about the test just now..."

"The test?" Astrid narrowed her eyes.

"Is there any problem?"

Looking around, she found that there were not many students left in the venue, and the few who were left were far away from them. Lyra unconsciously lowered her voice.

"Lady Dorry chanted a magic spell at the end, I was close so I heard it clearly."

"The gods say, light is the source of all."

"This is an advanced Sorcerer spell, the Blindness Spell, which uses the light element that explodes in an instant to make people lose their vision."

When she heard the sound, Lyra realized something was wrong, but at that distance, even if she wanted to close her eyes to slightly weaken the effect of the Blindness Spell, it was too late.

"I was in the state of Sense Touch, my vision should be more acute..."

"...But, I didn’t suffer any damage, and even my spirit was only slightly shaken."

How could she continue the battle as if nothing had happened under that strong light?

Hearing this, Astrid was silent for a moment, then said softly.

"What did you feel at that time?"

After speaking, she added.

"Did you feel anything different at the moment when Lady Dorry released the Blindness Spell?"

Something different?

Lyra thought about it for half a minute, trying to describe the last moment that decided the victory to Astrid.

"When that light appeared, I didn’t feel a particularly strong stimulation, or I felt it, but it was too fast, and I didn’t react."

"Then, the light element particles gathered by the magic power seemed to be particularly gentle, not so aggressive."

After thinking about it, Lyra found a metaphor she thought was the most appropriate.

"It felt like...soaking in a bathtub..."

Not only her eyes, but her whole body bathed in the light felt warm, very comfortable.

Hearing Lyra’s words, Astrid blinked her eyelashes a few times, and said softly.

"Maybe these light element particles like you, so the destructive power they showed was so low."

In the original work, Lyra’s resistance to light magic is quite strong, and from the description, it might only be second to the natural light elemental creatures.

Hearing this, Lyra shook her head.

"If that’s the case, my light element affinity shouldn’t be so bad..."

Although she tried hard not to think about it, the two glaring ’bad’ words made Lyra, who was sensitive, feel unhappy.

Seeing the girl’s thoughts, Astrid straightened her legs, and pulled Lyra up at the same time, meaningfully saying.

"Don’t pay too much attention to the test results. A person’s talent is not only determined by elemental affinity, but also by considering multiple factors together."

"And...these wandering light element particles may not have really seen you during the test..."

When she becomes a Sorcerer in the future and comes into contact with more light magic, Lyra will naturally feel her advantages in this aspect.

After all, she is the Holy Knight of the Holy Light, the only master of the Holy Light Sword.

Knowing that Astrid was comforting her again, Lyra took the long sword.

"Thank you, Princess Astrid, for saying that... I feel much better..."

"How could it be that the person who defeated the examiner, Lyra’s talent is beyond doubt."

After walking a few steps, Lyra felt her legs sore, and almost couldn’t stand steadily. Seeing this, Astrid gently opened her pink lips.

"Do you want me to help you back..."

"Or...carry you?"

Hearing this, Lyra’s ears became redder, and she spoke so fast that she didn’t even have time to think carefully.

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