The moon hung low over the cliffside, the city lights flickering like dying embers below. Alexander held Sona close, his mind drifting back to the vast, endless halls of his past life's greatest treasure.
As Sona rested her head against Alex's chest, feeling the newly integrated mana pathways humming in her soul, Alexander's internal monologue began to drift into a territory that made every listening woman freeze in their tracks.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: That should give Sona the edge she needs. Those spells came from the Avalon Library Archives. I remember spending centuries organizing that place. It wasn't just water magic... it had everything. Fire that could burn the sun, Ice that froze time, Thunder, Wind, Geo, and the forbidden ones—Dragon Slayer, God Slayer, and Demon Slayer magics.]
The Global Reaction:
Rias & Venelana:'Destruction magic... from a world of Gods? Could it surpass the Bael bloodline?'Akeno:'Thunder magic that makes the fallen lightning look like a spark... I want it.'Serafall: (Eyes sparkling) 'Wait... did he say Dress-Up Magic?! I could change magical girl outfits in a millisecond! I NEED to marry this man!'Gabriel:'Healing magic from Avalon... I could save so many souls with that.'
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: I only gave Sona the B-Tier and A-Tier spells for now. Anything higher would probably liquify her current mana veins. The Archives go all the way from F-Tier to EX-Tier. I remember an EX-Tier destruction spell I once used... it didn't just kill the enemy; it erased their concept from history. I'll wait until her body is stronger before giving her the S-Tier stuff.]
Sona Sitri: (Shivering in his arms) 'B and A-Tier? Those spells felt like the ultimate peak of magic... and they're just the middle-tier for him?! Just how high does the ceiling go in Avalon?'
The Path of the Blade
Alex's thoughts shifted from the mystical to the physical, causing the hearts of the warriors to race.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: But the Library wasn't just about books. The basement levels had the combat records. The breathing exercises and swordsmanship styles... I remember the 'Mountain-Crushing' forms. One strike, no mana needed, just pure technique to split a peak in half. I should probably teach those to Tsubaki or maybe those two church girls, Xenovia and Irina, if they ever stop being so loud. They have the spirit, but their forms are amateur at best.]
The Swordsmaids:
Xenovia & Irina: (In the church, clutching their swords) "Amateur?! We'll show you who's an—... wait, he wants to teach us to split mountains? Okay, we'll be quiet! We'll be very quiet!"Tsubaki: (Adjusting her glasses) 'I would give anything to learn the swordsmanship of a Monarch. I need to get closer to him... as more than just Sona's friend.'
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Anyway, the night is getting late. Sona looks like she's about to drift off from the mana overload. Time to get her home. I hope the Gremorys aren't making too much of a mess of things. If Riser Phenex shows his face in my city, I might have to test out a 'C-Tier' Fire spell on him just to see if he survives.]
Sona: (Looking up at him with pure adoration) "Alexander... thank you. For everything."
Alex just smiled, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and led her back to the Ducati. He had no idea that his "mental tour" of the Avalon Archives had just turned every powerful woman in the world into a hungry student—and a rival for his affection.