Private Tutor to the Duke’s Daughter: Volume 11 [Parts 1 to 3] by Riku Nanano

Author:Riku Nanano
Language: eng
Format: epub

I finally prevailed upon Tobias, although he’d remained reluctant to the end. Even so, I found myself overawed by the view spread out below my griffin.

“Up close, it’s even bigger than I imagined,” I said.

The white walls and seven spires of the fortress towered over their surroundings. Within their fence, the dignified old church sparkled with stained glass. Soldiers pointed to us from the ramparts.

The northern moat might as well have been part of the sea. The front gate was firmly shut and gleamed darkly with steel, its sturdiness beyond doubt. To the south, I could dimly make out what must have been the capital of Atlas.

Behind us, on the opposite bank, Tobias and his Scarlet Order stood fully armed and ready in case the enemy sortied. Caren’s and Celebrim’s griffins were circling above the fortress. We had planned for them to provide a diversion before my attack.

Their reports came via the communication orb in my hair.

“Whenever you’re ready, Lynne.”

“Please do not overtax yourself, my lady.”

“Understood, Caren,” I replied. “Celebrim, I’m well aware. Don’t worry—I have a dependable maid with me.”

“That’s right!” Lily chimed in from astride the griffin next to mine. “I’m the most dependable maid you could ask for!”

I heard a dry chuckle from my orb.

“We’ll get started, then.”

“Leave everything to your faithful Celebrim.”

The communication cut off, and the two circling griffins ascended, then stopped. A moment later, a stir broke out in the allied ranks behind us as violet lightning and crimson mist blanketed the entire fortress. Then a bell rang out a shrill note, and brilliant lights shone from the towers. Seven radiant pillars formed an intricate barrier, dispelling both mist and lightning.

If not even their magic can last long, these defenses must be even more formidable than I’d imagined!

I stood up atop my griffin, relying on my clumsy wind magic, and drew my sword. “Lily!” I shouted. “Are you prepared?!”

“You bet!” My cousin brought her right arm around in a broad sweep, and whirling fire flowers filled the air around us.

I closed my eyes.

Dear brother, dear sister, lend me your strength.

I exhaled, then opened my eyes and raised my sword high. “Now!”

“You got it!” Lily answered.

I focused my mana on the tip of my blade, and the symbol of the Ducal House of Leinster—the supreme spell Firebird—took shape. Screaming my lungs out, I hurled the most potent bird of prey that I could muster into the front gate.

The seawater in the vast moat evaporated into white steam. On the walls, enemy soldiers hurriedly raised their weapons and fired a wild volley of spells—but my Firebird kept coming. As easy as it was to forget when my dear brother dismantled them with ease, supreme spells were widely considered unstoppable once cast.

My avian terror charged ahead, unfazed by the balls and spears of water that pelted it. It might not measure up to my dear grandmother’s, mother’s, or sister’s Firebirds, but I felt confident that it could make at least a small breach in the defenses. At last, it crossed the moat, slammed head-on into the front gate.

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