Sylvia could clearly see the couple from her window and of course, it was not too difficult to identify the said couple.

The devil's ridiculously handsome face stood out even from a distance, his sharp eyes lingering on the woman in front of him.

He held a wine glass in his hand and was sipping from it, his seductive lips gliding on the rim.

Priscella, on the other hand, was dressed in a gorgeous white gown and adorned with expensive jewels.

Her jet-black hair was styled in loose curls and she wore a smile on her face as she looked at the man talking to her.

Sylvia subconsciously gripped the grill on her window tightly as she watched them both chat and laugh. She then sighed and decided to not look anymore.

As she was about to turn back, her gaze flickered to the devil one last time and coincidentally, the man's obsidian orbs darted to the corner to meet her.

There was a twinkle in his eyes that was hard to miss and that made her heart skip a beat.

A small smirk formed on the corner of his lips and she immediately averted her gaze, hiding her flushed face behind the window grill.

"This is not good." Sylvia patted her chest and calmed down. She felt like a creep ogling at the handsome prince from the shadows.

She pulled the curtains to close the window and then went back to sit on the bed.

She sat in a cross-legged meditative pose and calmed herself down, breathing deeply in and out and circulating the mana through her body.

Sylvia had decided to wait to train her body and her mage abilities until after she was free but considering what happened on the ship, she didn't want to wait any longer.

Typically, kids who exhibited an affinity to mana trained early in their childhood joining various academies but she was already past her prime growing years.

She was also not sure just how much talent she had and how good at her affinity was.

Being able to do chore magic was the bare minimum. Anyone with even the slightest affinity was able to do that.

However, beyond that, the ability to cast powerful spells and runic magic relied on one's innate talent and as well as training and practice.

Sylvia silently pondered if it was still prudent of her to follow the same methods and techniques which small kids used.

Her gaze then shifted to the door and she wondered if she could ask Theodore about it. The man was a trained and experienced knight after all.

She got down and opened the door to find the man standing leaning against the huge transparent window on the corridor in front of her room.

"My Lord, could I possibly ask you some questions?" Sylvia hesitantly asked.

"Hmm? What is it?" Theodore tilted his head slightly, his face otherwise expressionless.

"I was wondering what is the best way for me to become a mage?"

The knight immediately raised a brow on hearing her question, replying with a "Hmm?" once more.

"I have looked into some of the basic techniques by myself but since it is so late... I mean my age... I was thinking if I could do something special to overcome that disadvantage."

"I see." Theodore nodded. His eyes that had widened subtly returned back to their sharp indifferent state. "What do you know about magic so far?" He asked.

"The basic breathing technique...?"

"That is only a basic technique. Most mages develop their magic based on their affinity. There are 7 different types of affinities and each one is connected to a different element."

"The elements of Ice, Fire, Wind, Lightning, Earth, Light and Darkness." Sylvia listed out, her arms folded behind her back.

"Mhm. You are correct." Theodore nodded. "The majority of all magic is based on these seven elements. Affinity is the most important thing, but it is not everything."

The knight who had been silent all this time suddenly started chatting quite freely. It was clear that Theodore trained a lot and he was passionate about training as well.

"Ah! Is that so?" Sylvia nodded and then asked, "So... how should I start my training, my lord?"

"Hmm... I'll tell you the best way to train based on my personal experience." Theodore's eyes narrowed slightly and he started, "You should do your breathing technique while doing physically taxing exercises. It will help your body to incorporate the mana within it faster."

"Oh? I see!" Sylvia pursed her lips, looking down at her frail body, and frowning. She clearly had a lot of work to do.

"It is just as I said earlier that physical strength and mana are interconnected. If you have a strong physique, your mana capacity will also be increased." Theodore stressed his words again.

"I understand." Sylvia nodded.

"So, do you have any other questions?" Theodore asked.

"No. Thank you, my lord." She shook her head and ran back into the room, closing the door.

She then immediately started to bend her flexible body in different poses, which were taxing, and closed her eyes to concentrate.

She tried to feel the flow of mana inside her body and circulate it. She could already feel a difference.

And thanks to her low stamina, it didn't take long for her to become out of breath.

In just a couple of hours, Sylvia was completely soaked in sweat from top to bottom and was also out of breath.

However, she had never felt better. She was able to feel the energy swirling around her and it filled her and nourished her, as she deeply inhaled.

"Huuu... Huuu... Huu..." Sylvia panted, now twisting her body in the shape of a drawn-out bow.

Her legs were shaking and her knees were on the verge of giving out. Her body was aching everywhere, but the girl had a content smile on her face.

She raised her hand to tuck away the errant strands of her hair that had stuck to her face and neck, but before she could move, another hand shot forward to caress her cheeks and push away the hair that was bothering her.

Startled by the sudden company, Sylvia flashed her eyes open, only to see the devil standing in front of her, with one end of his lips pulled upwards.