Ash, a prodigy teen, talented in everything she does, and Ruby, a cliche villainess who is destined for death.
When one transmigrates into another, what do you think will happen?
Ash doesn't need to know much to figure out what she needs to do to...
As Elijah pet my head, I felt sleepy...and tired...and...!
No, now is not the time to fall asleep.
I scolded myself.
I came here to learn about magic, not to sleep.
I blinked a few times then turned my attention to the brown-haired man with glasses. He was writing something on the chalkboard.
"This is how division works. Knowing how to do division will be very useful for you in the future. It may be hard to understand but I ask that you learn it well for the sake of your family."
I then saw what he wrote on the board:
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(Sorry this was really rushed bc I just wanted to add in some visuals. Here's the text version if it doesn't load though)
Division- the opposite of multiplication. You can use multiplication to understand how division works:
As I expected, this math is awfully easy. I guess on earth kids Elijah's age do learn things like this but...I expected the curriculum for higher class nobles to b a little harder than this...or this could be considered high-level math for this world. That would make more sense as this world is less developed than Earth. Just makes things easier for me.
But, this isn't magic. This is math. Maybe coming here was a waste of time.
"Here is your homework assignment on division for today", He said handing out a page of very simple division problems to Elijah and Carsian.
"Make sure to come to me if you have any questions. You are dismissed for today."
Elijah smiled at me, "Shall we go now? We can read some storybooks together. How does that sound?"
"No! You should play with me instead! I can teach you how to use a sword!", Carsian beamed at me.
I shook my head, "Mehbee anover time bruvver Carsian.", I turned to Elijah, "Bruvver Elijah, whus da man's name?" (Maybe another time brother Carsian. Brother Elijah, what's that man's name?), I tugged on his shirt.
"Oh, you mean Professor Luis? He's our teacher, why do you ask?", Elijah looked at me curiously.
