Chapter 259 - The Incident By The Pavillion (1) (1/2)

After a few moments, she saw the orb of light slowly making its way towards a corner.

Afraid she might lose it, Ingrid hurriedly tried to run after it. But she immediately stopped in her tracks, slightly shocked by what she saw.

There were roses.

But not just a single rose, but a small enclosed field filled with them.

The sea of roses filled the whole place as the walls of the academy towers among them as though the walls were protecting the beauty of the roses from ill-seekers.

As the roses' magical particles flew around elegantly, their petals glistened under the bright moonlight from the caught raindrops. It made the place looked utterly ethereal.

Walking closer towards it, she noticed that in the middle of such beauty was a pebbled pathway that led to a small white pavilion. The pavilion looked greatly enchanting as well, truly fitting in with the beauty of the roses as their vines curled on its structure as though it was part of their own body.

Enjoying such a magnificent and rare sight, Ingrid breathed in the sweet smell of the roses. Then, she continued to walk towards the pavilion all the while basking in the scenery.

She'd never seen such a beautiful place.

All the places she's been to were either battlefields, forests, dungeons, marketplaces and the like.

There's never been a place like this… a place that seemed to have been heavily cared for.

It looked like a place where someone spent a great time maintaining. It felt like someone poured out his love and soul into making this place the beauty it was today.

In fact, just being there made her feel as loved, welcomed, and appreciated as the blooming roses around her.

And soon, she unknowingly began to smile and fully calm down. She even almost forgot her encounter with that strange man and that bright orb.

Well, until she saw that familiar orb of light once again.

It was now hovering over one of the roses blooming by the pavilion's pillar. Now with curiosity filling her up, she hurriedly made her way towards it.

She was mostly curious about what it was that made it so bright and what was behind the bright halo around it as well. And so she squinted her eyes to look closer and she saw a faint outline of a butterfly's wings behind the bright light.

Then, as if the butterfly noticed her looking, it seemed to have dulled down its light as it fluttered towards her.

With the light now not as bright as it once was, she was finally able to see the clear form of the butterfly. And well, she was mesmerized by its beauty.

It was light blue in color with black lines on its wings and seemed to be shrouded with a thin sheet of pale blue light. Whenever it moved, small glittering lights would sprinkle downwards making the butterfly look as pretty as the roses around them.

”Well, aren't you a pretty little thing…”

Ingrid mumbled as she observed it heavily. She'd never seen such a strange-looking butterfly. Then suddenly, as its halo of light decreased into a dim blue light, it suddenly increased in size and became as big as her palm while it lost its black lines.

It… transformed?

Now, it looked just like a normal but still considered rare, magical butterfly. With both eyebrows raised, Ingrid somehow felt that the butterfly was familiar.

Then, when it speedily fluttered away from her, she finally knew why.

Her room!

That butterfly was the one who kept banging on her window, wasn't it?

Ingrid suddenly broke into a laugh as she entered the white pavilion.

She must be crazy.

Claiming that all butterflies were the same...

There's no way that was the same one.