But in the final critical moment, she ultimately couldn't hold on any longer.
Many times, such pain cannot be completely endured by sheer willpower.
As the opponent was about to fall into a coma, Roa slowed down the flow of magic significantly. Finally, after a long process lasting three hours, the magic seed was successfully planted.
And what Roa planted was a complete [Magic Seed].
Elena's will was teetering on the edge of unconsciousness.
Feeling the magic seed's fierce heartbeat within her, Roa smiled.
This is good; his first subordinate would become his number one lackey in the future.
Elena, feeling the power radiating from within her, finally breathed a sigh of relief and completely fainted.
Roa hurriedly took the little girl back in the direction they came from. Although he had said he would give her freedom, well, at least he wouldn't act so quickly, but there were still some small troubles to resolve.
In the silent night, a shadow flashed by and finally stopped on the street they had come from.
The somewhat aged middle-aged man still stood in place; he did not leave.
However, when his gaze fell upon the girl in Roa's arms, his expression changed, and his left hand instinctively drew a sword, angrily shouting at Roa, "What have you done to her?"
There was no other reason; at this moment, the girl in Roa's arms was on the verge of death, her aura very unstable, her cheeks pale, and a glance at her clothes would reveal obvious creases, coupled with her painful expression.
He couldn't imagine what had happened.
As the old father who had watched her grow up, his expression was solemn, exuding a formidable aura.
The dark robe swayed in the night as he continued with a mature voice, "Weakling, I am not the filthy person you imagine."
Roa walked in front of him and handed the unconscious girl into his hands. The man blankly received the girl and realized that Elena was merely unconscious, and everything else was intact, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
After a moment of thought, Roa addressed this nominal older brother, who was actually his father, "Don't be nervous; I just gave her power, but gaining power is never that simple. After she resolves her karma with you, I will come to find her again. So, goodbye, weakling."
Having completed the plan to recruit a new subordinate, Roa walked home with a slightly pleasant mood.
The task was successfully completed, and the next time would be spent continuously training magic and teaching Eris and Rudeus.
Silently returning to his room, he lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Roa had a good sleep. Although he returned a bit late last night, with his mental recovery speed, he was probably back to normal in about three hours.
The reason he didn't get up immediately was to enjoy the soft girl in this other world.
No one to disturb him; it was nice.
Roa got up, dressed, and walked outside.
Thus, a new day began.
In the morning magic class, he taught them how to sense the magic within themselves and new spells.
However, in fact, aside from the fire attribute magic, which she could barely master, Eris was completely clueless about the others.
But Roa never expected to teach her everything so quickly.
After teaching magic, it was Eris's dreaded reading, writing, and arithmetic.
On a whim, Roa pulled out the classic "chickens and rabbits in a cage" problem from his past life and asked the two to solve it together.
Needless to say, Eris was confused, and Rudeus looked equally bewildered.
Staring at the arithmetic problem, they couldn't react.
There are several chickens and rabbits in a cage. From above, there are 35 heads, and from below, there are 94 feet. How many chickens and rabbits are there in the cage?
However, Rudeus still had some talent; although the problem was strange, based on his high school experience from his past life, he eventually calculated an incorrect answer.
Under Roa's disdainful gaze, Rudeus awkwardly smiled, scratching his head, feeling very embarrassed.
What could he do? He had long forgotten the knowledge from high school and middle school when he became a shut-in.
Roa began to explain the process, of course, only casually mentioning a few points; his main goal was to teach Eris, not to teach this fool Rudeus.
Although Rudeus was a shut-in in his past life, as the saying goes, "A scholar should be treated with respect after three days," especially since he was a reincarnator, he quickly figured out the general solution after a bit of thought.
The essence of this problem is a type of binary equation. If the teaching method is appropriate, it can help elementary school students understand concepts like unknowns and equations and develop their ability to abstract numbers from application problems.
However, this was clearly beyond Eris's current capabilities; she couldn't solve it at all, could she?
Subconsciously glancing at Eris, who was counting on her fingers, Roa thought for a moment and decided to remove the current problem; it was completely beyond her ability to solve.
Roa knew she wouldn't be able to do it, so he directly gave her a set of addition and subtraction problems within ten, leaving that arithmetic problem for later as an optional exercise.
As Eris calculated, she gradually became drowsy, and subconsciously lowered her head, closed her eyes, and began to drift off into a dream.
Of course, her sneaking off didn't escape Roa's notice, but he didn't wake her up immediately. He waited until she had been asleep for about five minutes before gently tapping her forehead.
Instantly, she woke up from the table, looking at Roa with a dazed expression.
After glancing at the paper below, she frowned and continued to do her homework.
This forty-minute mini-class was turned into a doomsday scenario for her.
Finally, watching her leave the living room with an excited expression, Roa also wore a helpless look.
In the afternoon, they practiced swordsmanship, and in the morning and noon, he taught Eris magic and arithmetic writing.
Occasionally, during his free time, he would become an adventurer and take on some simple and easy tasks.
Naturally, his adventurer level was also rising. At night, he would switch to his shadow persona to stroll around, check on his little apprentice, and casually teach her a move or two.
As for whether she would be a bit confused when she woke up, that was not something Roa needed to worry about.
Elena's troubles were not too big, but not small either.
That nobleman had bought a group of bandits and a skilled fighter, preparing to target Elena.
Roa had long understood the situation and had been hiding in the shadows, watching how Elena would resolve this matter.
What he needed was not a reckless person.
Fortunately, the other party did not disappoint Roa. This group of bandits was not particularly strong; the strongest among them was just a mid-level swordsman.
The most troublesome aspect was their large numbers.
After Elena sensed the abnormality around her, she directly feigned weakness, using the terrain advantage to easily shake them off, then hid in the darkness. When the leader of the group passed by the street corner, cursing, Elena boldly struck, directly slitting his throat.
Then, without their leader, the group of bandits became easy prey, with Elena knocking them out one by one.
At first, when Roa saw Elena decisively take down the middle-aged swordsman, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow; he didn't expect Elena to be so decisive.
For an eight-year-old child to be able to end someone's life so decisively was indeed impressive.
However, if it were only this, it wouldn't be enough.
These were just the kidnappers; the real big shot was just about to make an appearance.
A man dressed in luxurious brocade stepped out from the shadows, wearing a mocking smile as he looked at Elena.
Although this man was dressed in fine silk, his eyes always carried a lewd meaning, constantly sizing up Elena's body.
He walked while clapping, teasing, "What a vicious little thing, but unfortunately, you ultimately ran into me."
He was a high-level swordsman. To be honest, he was quite surprised to encounter a high-level swordsman in this place.
Elena glared at him with a sullen face, while he revealed a lewd smile, saying, "That nobleman spent quite a bit of money, to be honest, I don't know why he would be willing to spend so much to hire me, but now that I see you, I understand that the money wasn't wasted. So, cute little girl, put down your weapon, and it might go easier for you."
Elena's gaze was fixed on him, tightly gripping the sword in her hand. This sword was left to her by her father. Their family didn't have much wealth, and the importance of a sword to a warrior goes without saying, while a good sword is equally expensive.
Her father thought he wouldn't need the sword anymore, so he left it for Elena.
As a result, it really came in handy now.
Elena was not tall, only about 1.2 meters, and her father's sword was almost as tall as she was.
Facing such a formidable enemy, Elena naturally had no intention of saying anything. She directly drew her sword and stepped forward, easily placing the sword at her waist, her hand beginning to wrap around her Battle Aura.
Although her swordsmanship was only at an intermediate level, for a swordsman who could wrap their Battle Aura, a high-level swordsman was not an insurmountable chasm.
So, this battle was still winnable.
The man smiled slightly, expressing regret, "It seems you chose to struggle; then I have no choice."
In an instant, three dart-like weapons appeared from his sleeve, thrown towards Elena.
Elena blocked with her sword, deflecting the hidden weapons one by one. Taking advantage of this gap, the man closed in, drawing his sword from his waist.
That sword was more like a curved dagger; the Sword had a very obvious arc. He drew the sword quickly, almost in a breath, and was already in front of Elena.
The man's curved dagger swung out at an awkward angle, making it almost impossible for Elena to defend.
Elena dodged to the side, her small figure twisting and turning, adjusting her posture to prepare to strike back at him.
With a missed strike, the man was unfazed. Elena's speed in drawing her sword was also not slow, but unfortunately, given the difference in combat experience, how could she be his opponent?
The right hand's curved dagger slashed horizontally to the right. This time, he did not hold back, as he could sense the force behind Elena's strike.
The sword and dagger clashed, producing a piercing sound.
The man smiled, wanting to test their strength against each other.
Elena's strength indeed exceeded his expectations, but it was still not enough.
Ultimately, Elena had not studied for long enough to master the vast magic power within her; otherwise, how could she have ended up in this situation?
She clearly still did not give him enough respect.
As the battle grew more dangerous, Roa stood by and watched. To be honest, he hoped Elena could defeat him.
But if they continued to stalemate, Elena would inevitably lose. The opponent was a high-level swordsman of the North God Flow; although Roa looked down on the North God Flow, it must be said that when it came to tricks, these guys were the best at it.
The fact that it had stalemated until now was actually because the man had not expected the white-haired girl in front of him to have such astonishing explosive power, and he had also underestimated her strength.
However, his reaction was quite quick. Realizing something was off, he immediately used all his strength to deal with Elena.
Elena suddenly found herself in a deadlock.
Although she was naturally strong, she was still an undeveloped little girl; how could she compete with him?
Elena dodged, gripping the sword hilt with both hands, and once again slashed horizontally at the man.
But the next moment, Elena was forced to change direction, swinging her sword downward to the left.
The man had somehow once again grasped a dart in his left hand, which flew towards Elena.
Elena had no choice but to block. After deflecting the incoming dart, the man, now holding the curved dagger in his right hand, slashed at Elena again.
In a hurry, Elena blocked, but her strength was already inferior to his, and with her hasty defense, she quickly fell into a disadvantage.
In the next moment, the man suddenly kicked out, directly striking Elena's body.
Elena looked at him in disbelief as a tremendous force hit her abdomen, sending her flying several meters away.
The man looked at Elena, who was flying through the air, with a hint of smugness in his smile.
In the instant their weapons clashed, he had already pulled out a hidden weapon, preparing to ambush Elena. He never thought he could hit her, so as soon as he threw it, he immediately slashed at Elena, but this was still just a feint; he did not intend to take her life. The real killing move was in that kick, and he had used quite a bit of strength.
So when Elena blocked the man's attack, she had already lost.
Elena felt a sweetness in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood; that kick had almost knocked out half of her fighting power.
Roa shook his head inwardly; the outcome was already clear—she was going to lose badly.
But Elena suddenly shouted, "You bastard, just die! May the blessing of the great Flame descend upon your request! Fierce and raging flames, burn away the immense grace! 'Fireball'!"
Elena spoke very quickly, and a massive amount of magical power surged from her outstretched hand, as flames began to gather and form.
The man's eyes narrowed. The moment he saw her action, he subconsciously rushed towards Elena.