Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 634: Mind-Blowing Revelations

Aisha also rose from her chair as Aqua hurried around the desk toward her.

"Sure, sure." She said calmly. "Do whatever you want. But only after you solve it."

Aqua scoffed confidently.

"Don’t worry about that. After all, I am an Archmage." She puffed out her chest again. "When it comes to the complexities and intricacies of magic, I am a damn genius."

"This is no problem for me at all!"

With that declaration, she plopped down into the chair Aisha had vacated and pulled the nearest stack of papers toward her.

"Let’s see what we’re working with here." She murmured, her eyes scanning the first page.

And then the second.

And the third.

At first, she was completely confident.

She was a prodigy, after all. A master Archmage who had reached that level at just nineteen years old.

Someone destined to become a Supreme Mage in the future.

This was probably nothing—just some little problem Aisha had gotten stuck on.

She would solve it easily, show off like any good big sister would, and make Aisha look up to her with admiration.

It was going to be such an awesome moment.

But then—

The more she looked, the more something felt...off.

The diagrams that had seemed so simple at first glance started revealing hidden complexities the longer she studied them.

What had looked like standard array configurations actually had subtle variations, modifications that twisted the entire meaning of the spell.

The tables and charts began to blur together, numbers and symbols that should have been familiar suddenly seeming foreign and tangled.

Aqua’s confident expression slowly faltered.

These weren’t simple problems.

These weren’t even intermediate problems.

These were—

She flipped through more pages, her eyes moving faster now, trying to piece together the full picture.

Defensive arrays. Layered protections. Mana flow calculations that would take most mages weeks to verify. Theoretical frameworks that she herself had only encountered in advanced research texts.

Aisha, watching from the side, noticed the change in Aqua’s face.

The corners of her lips twitched upward.

"What’s wrong, Aqua?"

She asked, her voice dripping with innocent curiosity.

"Are you struggling or something? You don’t really have a good look on your face."

Aqua’s head snapped up.

"No! No, nothing at all." She said quickly, forcing a casual tone. "It’s just—it’s a little more complex than it looked at first, but it’s all right. I can take care of it."

She dove back into the papers.

Page after page.

Diagram after diagram.

But the more she examined it—

The clearer it became.

This was not apprentice-level research.

This wasn’t even advanced mage-level.

This—

Was Archmage-level theoretical construction.

Her eyes widened slightly.

How is she even attempting this?

This was something Archmages debated for weeks.

A reactive defensive matrix capable of sustaining high-tier impact without collapse.

And worse, the problem Aisha was facing were the inconsistencies in the spell.

Micro fractures in the mana stabilization points.

Tiny cracks in the foundation of the array.

They were the most difficult to deal with and if left unresolved, the entire spell would collapse violently.

Aqua swallowed.

Sweat formed at her temples.

She tried again.

Recalculated.

Cross-referenced.

But nothing worked.

And finally—

She slowly turned to Aisha with a pale look on her face.

"Aisha...what even is this?"

Aisha tilted her head.

"This is beyond advanced mage level." Aqua continued seriously. "This is something I should be researching. This is something I should be struggling with!"

Her voice tightened.

"How in the world are you trying to figure this out?"

She looked back down at the papers, her voice growing quieter.

"And not to mention...I don’t even think this spell is possible."

She pointed to a particular diagram, her finger trembling slightly.

"Look here. On the surface, it’s a very good spell. If it worked, it would be extremely powerful. But there are so many problems here that are nearly impossible to solve."

She traced along the array, pointing out each flaw.

"These tiny cracks—here, here, and here—they destroy the foundation of the spell. The mana flow would collapse before the array even fully formed."

"The defensive layers would conflict with each other instead of reinforcing. And this part—"

She tapped a section of the diagram

"—this is theoretically unsound. I really don’t think this is possible. It’s an impossible spell."

She looked up at Aisha, expecting to see disappointment, or frustration, or maybe even acceptance.

Instead—

Aisha smiled.

Not a gentle smile.

A smug smile.

"Oh?" She said, her voice light and amused. "Just because you couldn’t figure it out doesn’t mean it’s an impossible spell, Aqua."

Aqua blinked. "What?"

"What I’m trying to say is that there’s definitely a way around all of the problems." Aisha continued confidently. "Solutions to all of them. The spell is definitely possible."

Aqua felt her pride take a direct hit.

She stood up straighter, her expression hardening.

"I doubt that, Aisha." She said firmly. "I’ve explored this thoroughly now, and I really don’t think there’s a solution to this. The flaws are fundamental. The entire foundation is cracked."

Aisha also stood tall, meeting her gaze without flinching.

"And yet." She said calmly. "What if I told you that I have the solution with me right now?"

Aqua froze.

"That’s—" She shook her head. "No. There’s no way. If there is, then show me. Show me right now."

She crossed her arms, her expression skeptical.

Because she couldn’t believe it. She wouldn’t believe it.

Not because she didn’t think, Aisha was not capable.

Rather she thought the opposite.

After all, Aqua had always known that when it came to raw analytical ability, Aisha was actually smarter than her.

The only reason Aqua had reached Archmage level so young was because of her bloodline, because of the natural affinity and power she’d inherited.

When it came to pure intellectual capability, to the kind of deep analytical thinking required to solve problems like this, Aisha had always been her equal, if not her superior.

But this?

This was different.

The amount of growth required to go from where Aisha had been to being able to solve archmage-level theoretical problems...that should have taken at least a decade.

Probably more.

And they hadn’t seen each other for only a year.

So no. There was no way.

Aqua refused to believe it.

"Show me." She repeated, her voice firm. "If you really have a solution, then show me right now, Aisha."

Aisha didn’t even respond to Aqua’s demand at first.

Instead, with a knowing look, she reached down and opened one of the drawers in her desk.

Her hand disappeared inside for a moment, rummaging around, before emerging with a leather-bound notebook.

She held it out toward Aqua.

"Read this." Aisha said simply. "Read this, Aqua, and tell me what you have to say about what you just claimed."

Aqua stared at the notebook like it was a live snake.

The solution was...in there?

But if Aisha had the solution all along, right beside her this entire time, then why the hell was she so focused on the problem when Aqua walked in?

Why was she hunched over those papers, muttering to herself, completely lost in thought?

It didn’t make any sense.

Still, curiosity won out over confusion.

Aqua reached out and took the notebook, her fingers trembling slightly as she opened it to the first page.

What she saw made her breath catch.

This wasn’t just a few scribbled notes or rough calculations.

This was a complete, systematic breakdown of the entire spell.

Page after page of elegant diagrams, meticulously written explanations, step-by-step instructions for every single component.

It was essentially the blueprint of the spell—how it worked, how to use it, the theoretical framework behind every rune and array.

And it was written formally, like something meant to be published or presented to a magical academy.

Aqua barely noticed that the handwriting was different from the notes scattered across Aisha’s desk.

She was too focused on the content.

’Alright.’ She thought, her eyes scanning rapidly. ’Let’s see what we have here.’

At first, everything seemed fine.

The opening sections were solid—good foundational work, exactly what she would expect from an advanced mage like Aisha.

Nothing too surprising.

But Aqua knew the problems were coming.

She flipped further, searching for the first flaw she had identified—the place where two runes didn’t align properly, creating a disruption that would cascade through the entire spell.

There.

She found the page.

Her eyes locked onto the diagram, expecting to see the same mistake she’d spotted earlier.

But instead—

Her brain stopped.

The runes were aligned perfectly.

And not just aligned—they had been modified in a way Aqua had never even considered.

A tiny adjustment, almost invisible at first glance, that completely eliminated the conflict.

It was ingenious. It was elegant.

It was so simple that Aqua couldn’t believe she hadn’t thought of it herself.

She stared at the page for a long moment, her mind working overtime to process what she was seeing.

’How...?’

She flipped further, her movements becoming more urgent.

The second problem she’d identified—the mana flow inconsistency that should have made the entire array collapse was gone.

Replaced by a solution so creative, so outside the box, that Aqua literally had to read it three times before it made sense.

And when it finally clicked, she felt something she rarely felt anymore.

Humble.

Because this solution used a principle of magic that Aqua had never even encountered before.

A different way of thinking about mana, about how energy moved through arrays, about how runes interacted with each other.

It was like discovering an entirely new language.

She flipped faster now, her eyes widening with each page.

Every single problem she had identified—every crack, every flaw, every fundamental inconsistency had been solved.

And not just solved, but solved in ways that were so creative, so unique, that Aqua couldn’t understand how anyone could have come up with them.

Some solutions were completely new approaches she’d never seen in any text.

Others were brilliant combinations.

Two runes merged into one, two arrays layered in ways that created harmony instead of conflict, two opposing magical principles somehow made to work together in perfect synchronization.

And Aqua had read everything.

She had practically memorized the entire magical library of the capital.

She knew every major text, every obscure treatise, every groundbreaking discovery of the last century.

But she had never seen anything like this.

Page after page.

Solution after solution.

Her eyes became wider and wider, her breathing shallower and shallower. It was like she was witnessing a revelation—the kind of breakthrough that mages spent their entire lives searching for.

By the time she reached the last page, her body was shaking.

Her hands trembled as she held the notebook.

A thin layer of sweat had formed on her forehead.

Her eyes, wide and unblinking, stared at the final diagram like she was seeing God.

Finally, slowly, she closed the book.

Her hand reached out and pressed against the desk, using it to support herself.

Then, with visible effort, she lifted her head and looked at Aisha.

Aisha was already watching her, that same knowing smile on her face. She had clearly expected this exact reaction.

"This..." Aqua’s voice came out slow, almost reverent. "This...This is amazing."

Her eyes began to glow with excitement—the kind of genuine, unfiltered excitement that only appeared when a true mage encountered something extraordinary.

"This is absolutely amazing, Aisha!"

She clutched the notebook to her chest, her words tumbling out faster and faster.

"The solutions—they’re so unique! I couldn’t even think of them!"

"The way the runes are layered, the cross-binding stabilization, that principle you used on page forty-seven—I’ve never seen anything like it!"

"How did you even come up with that? How did you figure this out? You’re a genius! An absolute genius!"

Then, without warning, she lunged forward and grabbed Aisha by the shoulders.

"You should be an Archmage, Aisha! You should definitely be an Archmage!"

Her voice rose in excitement.

"I don’t even care about your raw affinity or output! Just your analytical skills alone! The way you break down a spell—this is Archmage-level work!"

She was practically frantic now.

"I’ll contact the capital immediately. I’ll mail my people. I’ll arrange an initiation ceremony for you. You’ll become an Archmage right away!"

Her eyes burned before she showed a apologetic gaze and said,

"I’m so sorry for doubting you! I had my doubts—but after seeing this? I have none. You’re—"

She choked slightly.

"You’re better than me."

And then in a sudden burst of sincerity she said,

"I should bow to you just to humble myself in your great performance."

And she actually started to bow.

Her body bent forward, her head lowering in a gesture of genuine respect and admiration.

But before she could complete the motion—

Aisha grabbed her.

"Hold on, hold on, hold on—just a second, Aqua!"

Aqua blinked, straightening up in confusion.

"What? Why?"

Aisha’s face was red. Her ears were flat against her head, and her tail was twitching nervously.

"I—" She looked away, then back, then away again. "I honestly don’t want to admit this."

"I wanted to keep it a secret." She muttered. "Part of me really wanted to keep it a secret so I could boast and see you all flustered and bowing down in front of me like you just did."

"That was...honestly, that was kind of satisfying."

Aqua’s confusion deepened, while Aisha’s expression softened into something almost gentle.

"But I can’t do that." She said quietly. "Not when you’re looking at me like that. Not with that genuine excitement in your eyes."

She took the notebook from Aqua’s hands and held it up.

"The truth of the matter actually is...that I didn’t create this solution."

Aqua’s mouth fell open.

"Wait—what?"

Aisha continued, her voice steady despite her blush.

"This was created by someone else. Someone else solved the entire thing and handed the solution to me when I first started working on this problem."

She set the notebook down on the desk.

"I didn’t want to immediately look at the solution, though. That’s what you walked in on—me trying to figure it out on my own first."

"I had the answer right here the whole time, but I wanted to see if I could solve it without cheating."

Hearing this, Aqua stared at her in dismay.

Then slowly, very slowly, she looked down at the notebook.

Then back at Aisha.

"So you’re telling me." She said carefully. "That someone else had this before? And there’s someone else, someone in this very estate who created such an amazing, wonderful technique?"

"Someone who has brought magic and mana usage and efficient fluctuation to another level entirely?"

Aisha nodded.

Seeing her confirm the truth, Aqua’s eyes lit up again—but this time with a different kind of excitement.

"T-Then, tell me, Aisha!"

She demanded, grabbing her shoulders once more.

"Tell me who it is! Who’s this amazing person? I want to meet them at once!"

She released Aisha and began pacing excitedly.

"I honestly thought there were many amazing mages in this estate—yes, definitely advanced ones, skilled warriors, all that—but I still thought the capital had the best mages in the world."

"The most advanced research, the brightest minds, the greatest discoveries."

She spun around to face Aisha.

"But to think there’s someone like this here? Someone who can create solutions like these?"

She rushed back to Aisha, her eyes practically sparkling.

"You have to bring me to them, Aisha! Take me there right now! Or at least tell me who this person is so I can sing my praises to him or her or whatever they may be."

"I just have to meet them and see who this legendary figure is!"