The King’s Daughter Survives - Chapter 10 Archaic Methodology

For another couple of hours Bria would remain unconscious, in this time most of the people were able to recuperate and resume operations. No one other than the intruders had been killed during the time they were unconscious. Though it was rather unsettling seeing who the intruders were.

A Knight, an Attendee and a Mage. All of which were from the same Kingdom, their Kingdom.

The pain which had brought her to loose consciousness continued unimpeded. However the system wasn’t going to let her remain in this state and began to repair her nerve endings and various other parts of her body which had been damaged.

It appears that the dagger she had taken from the attendant was booty trapped in order to attack anyone who steals the weapon with high voltages of electrify. A much higher voltage than most tazers, but not more than a lightning bolt.

If Bria hadn’t put more points in endurance, she would have surely perished from the shock. Instead however she was able to survive on a thin thread.

Slowly her eyes began to open up as she felt pins and needles everywhere. It was like her arms and legs were asleep. She could barely crane her neck, and it hurt to move her eyes at all.

Staring forward she would have a full view of Sal who was overlooking her face. Her hood was down, no it wasn’t just down. The whole mage tunic had been removed and she was covered in bandages.

No matter how much it hurt, she was unable to scream in agony. The only thing that came out was hot breath. Did she loose the ability to make sound? A soft groan left her lips, barely audible, but it was still there.

At least she can still make a sound, which meant she didn’t have to go out of the way to learn how to communicate through signs and writing. That would heavily limit how many people she could actually interact with.

Everyone had halos around their eyes, though more so anything that reflected or gave off light did as well.

As she made a face of annoyance at her stiff muscles, she felt tingling pains go all over the place, forcing her to close her eyes and breath heavy out her nose.

“Oi” Sal made a slight grunt sound as he flicked her forehead.

This very small flick rang throughout her petite body like a cascade reaction, causing her entire body to tense up even more and her eyes to shoot open. ‘You fucking asshole,’ was Bria’s given facial expression as she narrowed her sights on Sal.

“Try not to flick the Princess” Claude stated with a disappointed huff of air as he eyed the girl held up in the quilt and pillow covered bed.

‘Is it going to be one of those clich, “you should have told me who you were” conversations?’ Bria thought to herself as she made a nonchalant, rather relaxed expression. Though it was clear by looking at her eyes what she was thinking.

Claude simply stared at her for a few seconds before walking out of the room, as if reading exactly what she had thought. A small chuckle coming from his throat as he disappeared around the corner.

Sal sighed, “Are you able to use magic to heal yourself?” He obviously sounded worried, but he knew that it was definitely not impossible for the Princess to know healing magic. Considering her Light Affinity was the only affinity which had been made public.

Non Attribute magic was rare, so only the ones whom have seen her use it knew about her being able to use such abilities.

Bria didn’t bother to nod, or mouth a yes. Closing her eyes again, she would attempt to bring her arm to her chest, concentrating all of her light affinity into her hand. However she could only bend it half way. Opening one eye and glaring at her now shaking arm, she would suddenly let out a gasp as Sal would bend her arm for her.

Forcefully bringing her hand down onto her chest, the light affinity healing spell would begin to spread all throughout her body. Completely healing broken nerves and numbing the pain. Her muscles began revitalized and loosened all whilst her eye sight went back to normal.

After a few minutes of casting this spell she would slowly sit up in the bed and rub her arms a bit. She felt like a mummy wrapped in toilet paper even though it was some primitive form of gauze fabric. She could see the blood stains and the various knots made across the fabric.

“Well, that answers that question alright” Sal stated with a brief laugh before giving her a gentle ruffle upon the top of her head.

Letting out a low growl from her throat, she grasped one of the knots and tore the gauze from her arms. “Get out.”

“Wai-”

“Get. Out. Sal.”

The man of the house simply sat there for a few moments before letting out a light sigh and nodded. At least the Princess was feeling ‘better’ from what he could see.

Sal got up from where he was situated and made his way out of the room. Swinging the door closed. The door locked itself from the inside as Bria used her non-attribute magic to do so without getting off the bed right away.

Afterward, she would get off the bed, stumble and cling to the wall for a few moments.

Looking down at her feet, she let out an aggravated sigh and started tearing the gauze off of her entire body. That was until she was finished completely stripped, she stood there in the nude. Her eyes stared forward for a few moments before she looked at the mirror. Taking several steps to make herself appear in the center of the room, she looked over the teen’s physical condition.

The first thing most hormonally uncontrolled Neanderthals would do would be to check themselves out in the shower if they one day found themselves in the shower.

This was not exactly the case. Bria was just checking if they had been completely healed, though the system didn’t seem to make any comment what so ever.

“You took good care of yourself.” The girl would comment at the physical condition of the body. There were no left over marks or bruises from the beginning of the journey. All the pre-transmigration damage seemed to have had disappeared. Even preexisting medical conditions which may or may not have been present.

[ Really? Didn’t notice. ]

“So, I saw that I’m a high human. What is a high human?” Bria asked curiously as she glanced to the side; back to the bed. The apparition was there, lazily lounging on the bloody pillows.

[ High Humans are magically infused beings capable of commanding all of the affinities of magic. They also naturally have greater base strengths than a regular human being. They also have an extensively long life span reaching to around five thousand years. Though many usually die before they each reach their middle age due to constant war and politics. ]

It seemed that the apparition was only going to give her a run down. That was probably due to the fact that she probably didn’t really know all that much other than what she had been told before.

Looking at the mini-map in the corner of her sight however, she pursed her lips slightly. There were several white dots, which if she were to focus on them would have names appear. Claude however was a blue dot and she herself was a perfect circle in the center of the map.

The dead bodies which belonged to the intruders were little gray X marks. They were apparently being burned in the very center of the court yard. It seemed Sal wanted to incinerate the evidence that they had even been there. When the skeletons turned to ash, the X’s disappeared. It was rather clear there was no identifying the remains.

“That must be some really hot fire” Bria stated as she could smell something akin to burnt steak and charcoal.

“Time to check my status.”

Opening her character window, she would tilt her head to the side slightly.

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Name: Bria Creacaea

Age: Sixteen

Physical Gender: Female

Race: High Human [ Stats x2 Per Level ]

Occupation: Princess of the Creacaea Dynasty

Level: 8

HP: 9600

MP 11520

ST: 1600

Experience: 0 / 1200

Skills: < Acrobatics > < Escape Artistry > < Fine Arts > < Martial Arts >

Abilities: < Advanced Regenerative Factor > < Spell Creation > < Spell Casting >

Magic Affinity: < Lightning > < Light > < Dark > < Spatial > < Non Attribute >

Signature Spell: Persuasion

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“When did I get this affinity” Bria’s head tilted to the side slightly before chuckling a little. Did she gain an affinity after almost getting killed by a magic trap? Pursing her lips slightly she would look around the room, her toes wiggling a bit.

Where oh where did the clothes go?

Roaming about the room aimlessly, she didn’t find any clothes laying around in the room. However the only place she didn’t look was under the bed.

Placing a hand on her knee as she knelt down, her torso bent forward and her head tilted to the point she was looking upside down. Staring at the pair of boots and her set of clothes folded behind the bed, she let out a sigh.

“I guess that’s one place to put someone’s clothes.”

Reaching under she pulled the clothes out and placed them on the bed. They had been neatly washed, they weren’t even scorched, so she assumed they had been fixed too. Though she had no idea if they had taken damage either.

Slipping the satin bloomers on first, she would then put on the white night gown and then the tunic over top. She proceeded to take a pair of socks out of the inventory and put them on. Considering for some reason her socks were not amongst her clean clothes.

She wasn’t going to address this issue.

“Two levels away from shop,” she gently clapped her hands, concealing her excitement which beamed in her eyes. Her heart was beating quickly, yet on the outside she was trying to maintain a stoic expression.

This was rather hard to do. It was hard not to create a reaction for no reason.

Walking over to the door now after having the boots on her feet, she would unlock and open it. Taking a step outside she would be greeted by Claude and Sal who were now standing outside the door.

Sal had his arms crossed and a grin across his lips. That was generally the key evidence that they were going to start working soon. Now that everyone and everything was settled. They were finally going to do the request and get some chump change.

Claude, Sal and Bria made their way to the laboratory at the top level of the building. It was on the sixth floor. In there was various magical instruments, while some of them looked akin to scientific equipment from the modern age, it was clearly primitive and ill-sufficient.

The two of them would have been lead into a circle by Sal. This circle was drawn with what looked like a warm-green chalk which appeared almost white.

“So how are we going to combine the affinities?” Claude asked with an inquisitive tone, staring at the man with several different queries in his heart. He knew that there was something a little weird about this.

Most people knew that regular humans couldn’t learn multiple affinities other than the ones they were born with. While they could cast ones outside of their affinities, the cost of mana and probability of something going wrong sky rocketed like there was no tomorrow.

“He’s a high human,” Bria stated as she looked at Sal for a few moments as he answered one of Claude’s mental questions. “I’m going to assume he will want us to cultivate Dark and Light affinity attributes and then circulate them between us until they merge Or something as archaic as that.”

Sal stood there, staring at Bria as she had called his supposed methodology archaic. “I’d like to say”

“That your method is the most technologically advanced, or methodologically superior, compared to the rest of this era?” Bria finished what he was about to say with a questioning tone.

Sal was silent, Claude simply sighed and shook his head. Slapping his thigh slightly, “I don’t see the harm in it.” He would say rolling his eyes, making a gesture to ‘get the ball rolling already’ so they could get it done and over with.