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118. Gorgeous Ladylove

Christie was really, really happy to finally get that skating date. She loved spending time with Agatha, but sometimes that wasn’t enough, it needed to be a dedicated date. And that urge had espe...

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117. Autonomous Lithic Creatures

Agatha was very angry at Mateo. Not because the man had actively wronged her, but he certainly had indirectly wronged her by making his appearance on the Agatecrafting classes. Now that Sergi had t...

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116. Fit the Uniform

Christie felt healthier than ever. Such a change was due to many factors, but if she had to state one at this very moment, it was that seeing the rest of her peers invigorated her with the opposite...

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115. The Most Dangerous Command

The journey back to the academy was far simpler than the journey towards the estate. Even though Agatha still had free command slots, now Christie thought this was a new unlock, so she finally allo...

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114. Flowing Stone

Truth was, Christie was still feeling in a cloud. The last day had been... a dream come true. Not just because she had been reading romance novels before Miss Diorite had decided to rot her brain w...

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113. Space is Special

Agatha woke up with a dry mouth, blurry vision, and tired legs, which was very curious as she had drunk a lot during the night. So much so that they had emptied the jar Christie had on her nightsta...

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112. The Night is Still Young (NSFW)

Author note: As stated by the title, this chapter is NSFW. This is not an extra chapter as it follows the POV switch, but it can be skipped for those that do not enjoy this types of scenes. Anythin...

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111. Show Myself Bare

Agatha was unstable. She couldn’t control herself. Everything was a mess. The hijinks with Shayla didn’t help. She couldn’t even bother with herself now, apathy grew on her like a cancer, yet...

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110. World’s Greatest Instigator

Shayla Belkadi knew she was different to everyone else from the beginning. Not because she was superior in every aspect that mattered – thought she still was, of course – but because the rest o...

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109. Brutal Execution

Christie was grateful about being left behind. She wasn’t in the whole soldier business for the fun of it – she doubted most people were, or at least strongly hoped so – but to control her ag...

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108. Brutal Efficiency

“Miss Malachite will be the leader of this team,” Agatha’s ears rang in a high pitch after René Dago said that. She was not used to a position of command, and she doubted she could do anythi...

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107. Pitched Battle

The fact that this year there weren’t any midterm exams, like they were used to because the class had been fractured due to the elective, meant that time passed quite more quickly. The weekly stu...

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106. All-Encompassing Apathy

All doubts Agatha had about possibly enslaving agates and that her lone agate wanted her dead were recalled by the lovely date that Christie led them all across Knight’s Ascent. Perhaps it was ju...

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104. Agates Make for Great Serial Killers

Agatha couldn’t deny she was feeling giddy. All of these last weeks of Agatecrafting classes had been filled with agonizing theoretical sludge that lasted for three hours. But now, finally, they ...

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103. Living Seismograph

Christie didn’t go directly searching for Sandra after leaving the infirmary. Patience was a virtue, and it wasn’t like she was in any kind of rush. If anything, she preferred to do things slow...

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102. Hyper-Active Commands

Agatha had to contain herself harshly from not slapping the shit out of her girlfriend the moment she saw her opening her eyes.

“Could you stop collapsing?” The dirty-blond girl said, hal...

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101. The Cacophony of the World

When Agatha came back to the room, she was serene and smiling. Christie didn’t ask anything about it, nor did Agatha mention anything about her previous outburst. Why? Simple, neither of the girl...

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100. A Dance of Life

The moment Agatha saw Christie in their room, she couldn’t help but pounce on top of her girlfriend.

“Woah!” Christie exclaimed as she enveloped the petite girl with her arms. “What i...

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99. Make The Ground Tremble

Christie didn’t like to be toyed with. The only person exempt from that was her ladylove, someone who wasn’t the black-uniformed soldier in front of her.

“For this first class, I decide...

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Temporary Pause

Hello there!

I have been sick for a while with a cold/flu, and I still am. I do not have the presence of mind to proofread a chapter, let alone write one, so I will not post any more chapters...

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98. Addicted

Advanced Lithorica was just normal lithorica classes. If this is what they have us doing, what in the depths shitass training do the common conscripts go through? Her classmates mindlessly...

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97. Military Engineering

They only had one session of each elective per week, but those were three hours long. Far more than Christie expected and certainly enough to make a dent in her infinite patience. It had been her l...

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96. Some Would Say Golemancy

Agatha hadn’t expected that they would start with the electives in the very first week of the academic year, but at the same time, they literally didn’t have anything better to do. There were b...

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95. Electives

Thanks to their expedited travel due to her ladylove’s constant practice with lithorica, they had been able to reach Knight’s Landing in just a little less than two weeks. This much was expecte...

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94. Of Thirds and Fifths

“What do you mean by ten hours?” Her girlfriend reiterated in a nearly screaming tone. That certainly didn’t do Agatha’s mounting headache any good.

Depths, fractures, crown in th...

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93. Fractured Contraption

Christie was well aware of her dearest father’s competence with the disciplines of Agatecraft, but it was ridiculous at this point.

“Ugh, I want to puke,” her ladylove said as soon as s...

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92. Slower Than Sound

Agatha woke up sharing a bed with Christie. This simple, drowsy gaze sent her mind into overdrive because she recalled that they were still on the Valasela Estate. So great was her panic that she j...

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91. Deeper Than We Thought

Christie wasn’t allowed to leave bed for a whole day after Esmeralda heard that she had performed lapiloquia right after waking up from a coma. The redhead didn’t blame the seamstress and, if a...

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90. Lithorist and Lapiloquist

Agatha calmly had breakfast with her mother in the garden. At first, it had been weird, not just because it had been two years since she had had breakfast with her mother, but because – in a very...

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89. A Malady Called Time

Christie had to say that she loved Agatha’s mother. Well, not loved. Well, yes. But not in that sense! Esmeralda was a beautiful woman who very much reminded her of Agatha, but Christie had alrea...

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