Rosie Mensa

* Noble
* Runemaster

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**Rosie Mensa** was the quintessential beauty of the Mensa Family. However, that was her only worth to their family since her talent was a meager level 8 Mage at her age.

## Introduction

Rosie was known for her beauty in all of Faust. She was regarded as the prettiest individual of her generation.

Formerly bethroted to Raymond Joseph, then Dario Schumpeter, then given up to Richard. The first person she was engaged with truly adored her, while the second only saw her as a tool, yet the one she ended up with cared for her the most.

After a turn of events, she was given to Richard Archeron due to a bet with the Mensa's. Her cunning told her otherwise, and with her value stripped away as well, she tied herself to Richard instead of returning to the family. Her value did not lie in her face alone; but also with her potential as a runemaster discovered by Richard.

Her reputation in Faust was even greater than Nyris— something beautiful women always had an advantage in— and while he himself was a prince he wasn’t much different from a core member of the other families of Faust until he was granted more status by his father. As a future duchess, Rosie had spoken to him on equal grounds, but now she was greeting him like someone of a lower rank. Of course, that all changed when she became a proper runemaster who garnered respect from all the lands.

## Description

Rosie was still her simple self, her hair in a long ponytail designed to let her work without obstruction. [7;58]

Her figure was just as perfect as her face. Her slim waist was a striking contrast to the towering peaks of her breasts, giving way to a pair of long, straight legs. Her bare feet were just as slim and beautiful as her hands, the nails seeming extremely delicate. She was a beauty through and through, so much so that anyone looking at her would want to take a ferocious bite.

She was appraised as a beauty that slightly exceeded Flowsand, but was vastly inferior to her divine aura and potential.

She had a pair of sky-blue eyes, sparkling and translucent like the purest of sapphires. Even the pickiest of people could not find any flaws with their appearance. Rosie’s hair was let loose, resting on the shoulders of her long dress. The young lady smelled like nature, and had practically no presence.

## Plot

Initially a duchess betrothed to the Schumpeter's, she was won by Richard through a bet and became his partner. She first became Richards maid, then his lover and ultimately Richard's first disciple (in rune crafting).

“Master… That is what I should call you. Everything I am, everything I have, you gave to me. It doesn’t matter if I can become a runemaster, even a grand runemaster in the future. I don’t need my own reputation and glory, because—”

“Because I gave you a new life?” Richard cut her off with a laugh. He had heard her say it multiple times.

Rosie took a deep breath, “Nothing matters more to me than that.”

It was no secret anymore that Rosie was a budding runemaster, but many believed she could only craft a small number of elementary runes. This was where most mages who devoted their time to runecrafting stopped. Even the most optimistic of people wouldn’t have guessed she was already a true runemaster, implying she had the potential to become a great runemaster at minimum. If the Mensa Family had known of this, they definitely wouldn’t have sold her off to the Schumpeters.

Others might think that Rosie was just lucky— the Mensas had passed on making her a runemaster because of her limited talent in runecrafting, but she had the opportunity to learn from a budding saint runemaster so she was brought beyond her limits. However, Richard did not think the same way. He could see with his own eyes just how much effort she put into her studies, living life between the laboratory and the meditation room. Very few people in existence could tolerate such an existence for more than a few days, but she had been doing it for years now. Even he hadn’t been as focused and persistent during his five years in the Deepblue.

Her foundation in magic theory was extremely solid as well. There was some rigidity to her mode of thought, but she was malleable enough still to be guided. He didn’t have to teach her everything; so long as he pointed her in the right path, she would come to the proper conclusions herself. Her becoming a true runemaster was only to be expected.5;15

The news of a new rune convention had shocked the city once again, this time more because of its presenter than its contents. Most people had known of the pearl of the Mensa Family for a long time, and many youths had been smitten by this perfect princess of Faust. Everyone had found Richard’s bet with the Mensas to be shameful for her, but nobody had guessed that only a few months later she would return to the limelight as a runemaster!

The huge volume of people in the audience made Rosie’s heart beat violently, but many years of training in etiquette allowed her to maintain her grace and style regardless of nervousness. Her three custom grade 2 runes were nowhere near comparable to Richard’s two sets at his first convention, but given her sensitive status and beauty, many amongst the crowd didn’t feel like their time had been wasted. Everyone was discussing her change of allegiance and the enmity between the Archerons and Mensas. The fact that he had transformed someone of little innate talent into a runemaster spoke volumes of his achievements in the craft, boosting their confidence further.

Rosie’s rune convention finally came to an end. Richard’s auction started right after, but it didn’t last nearly as long. A legendary mage from southwest of the Sacred Tree Empire acquired the custom set for five million gold and eight times the material cost. This translated into something around ten to twelve million gold, far exceeding the price of most grade 2 sets. It was an affirmation of his talent.

As of book 5, Chapter 16 she starts being referred as "Rosie Archeron" and get the chance to show off her skill as a runemaster at her own convention.

After her first custom rune, she created a "Rune Factory"  with the help of Richard. it employs 80 mages and creates 4 runes per day. the runes have a higher cost and lower strength, but the failure rate is low and production rate is very high. This created the Rose Knights.

### **Ursa Warlord**

6;10 While all this was happening, Richard chose to have dinner within his magical laboratory, inspecting Rosie’s work. Of course, he prefaced it all by ‘inspecting’ Rosie as well, and unlike Flowsand the ursa essence actually showed its effectiveness within minutes. The girl had her own tenacity, refusing to give in even though she was on the verge of fainting within ten minutes. This would normally prompt Richard to speed up and finish off as fast as he could, but the young lady quickly realised just how big of a mistake that was. Richard seemed to have boundless stamina, and only stopped when they were an hour in. It took almost half an hour afterwards for her to regain the energy to move.
Once they were done, she quietly stood at his side as he went around to inspect the laboratory. He was surprised by the sheer number of completed runes within, and even more astonished at the fact that she had mastered all but the last spell formation he had taught her.'

### **Rune Factory**

This setup was extremely expensive, but Richard had left her with a million gold to get the entire project up and running. She had even been allowed to return to Norland and sell some of the runes she’d crafted to make even more on top, and she had poured all of that in to establish this laboratory. At this point, it truly qualified to be a workshop.

‘Perhaps I should call it a rune factory,’ she thought randomly to herself. Everything here was unprecedented in Norland, turning what was once the highest tier of the social pyramid into a number of regular workers just like smiths or artisans. Runecrafting was a sacred and noble activity, the ink flowing from a runemaster’s pen capable of buying almost anything in existence, but now even those without much talent had been harnessed to produce a number of individual magic arrays that she could just combine into a complete runes in minutes to hours and not days.

Admittedly, there were multiple drawbacks to the process. The capacity requirements were higher because of the lack of intricacy, the final effect was lower, and it wasn’t capable of forming anything truly amazing. However, the sheer production rate was astonishing; this workshop could produce four runes in a day! While a single rune used more materials than a ‘proper’ counterpart, that was even balanced out by the increased success rate granted by the fact that every single mage had to focus on only one single part of the whole. 6;30

Looking at them all, tears started to well up in her eyes. Her idea was just nonsense to most runemasters and an affront to the rest, but Richard hadn’t hesitated in the slightest as he found more than seventy mages to work on the project. He had even dedicated two whole days to devising the methods to connect these formations; there was no need for more evidence of his support.

The complicated emotions welled up in her heart once more and she put the book down and looked back at the mages working below. This had once been her dream even before meeting Richard, to have an entire group of people working under her to tackle difficult tasks. However, she had only thought it to be a mere fancy and never actually expected it to come to fruition. At a mere level 14, she was already being treated no worse than a grand mage.

And yet, this achievement didn’t bring up as much joy as she had once thought it would. All she could think of were the days she was stuck in the lab serving Richard, learning from his every movement. Those were the days…

### **Intimacy**

how many years had passed since he last interacted properly with this woman. More than half a decade had passed since he won her in a duel, and the only impression she had left on him was her intellect and diligence. He’d almost forgotten that this was the same princess that had rejected countless young talents and noble sons before.

Now that he looked over her once more, recalling every movement of hers since she had arrived, her natural grace had melded perfectly with her serious aura. “Of course!” he praised her, “You’re more beautiful than ever!”

Rosie smiled, “Then don’t let me go.”

“Never,” Richard said with a chuckle

Rosie lay back down on his chest. She knew that she would never be on par with Sharon, Mountainsea, or Flowsand in his mind. She had her moments of glory, but even in the depths of intimacy she was never the only one on his mind. After all, she was a nobody outside of Faust and definitely unheard of amongst the true hegemons who ruled the myriad planes.

She knew she only had Richard for a brief time; now that he was finished with his rune, he would be gone once more. The thought of not seeing him for years sent shivers down her spine.

“Hmm?” Richard immediately noticed her starting to tremble, “What’s wrong?”

“Something bad…” she sniffled, “I think I’ve fallen in love with you…”

He could only stroke her hair and sigh. 6;33

### **Rosie's Rune Knights**

the crest of a golden rose erupting from a volcano. It was different from Richard’s volcano and world tree crest, but looking at the equipment and aura one could tell that they were all rune knights as well. Although significantly weaker than those at the front, they were still stronger than the shadowspears. 6;70

Rosie was still immersed in her workshop every day, working on countless fragmented runes to turn them whole. The pearl of the Mensa Family was a title even she had forgotten at this point, but the young mages serving under her still talked about working for the most beautiful woman in the world.

### **Volume 9**

Rosie had lived in Faelor for almost thirty years now, but a variety of things from blessings of time to the leaves of youth kept her looking just as young as when she first met him. She was already a grand mage that could craft some grade 4 runes independently, which qualified her as a royal runemaster in any of the human empires, but she still remained content in Faelor and spent her days exploring runecrafting. There were sometimes years of her time when she didn’t even meet him, but she still remained ever so loyal and faithful.

Even now, behind the wisdom in her eyes was a hint of that same affection she had showed him all this while, an affection he had never been adequate in returning. Feeling his heart throb, Richard walked over and caressed her face, “You’ve been here so long.”

Rosie smiled softly, “That’s not a bad thing, is it? You know how minimal my talent is, you’ve poured tens of millions of gold in potions into me and I’m still only a grand mage. My only accomplishment is that I haven’t wasted your resources.”

He hugged her tightly, not knowing what to say, “Stay next to me when this war is done. This plane won’t let you grow further.”

## Rune Factory

Thankfully, he had enlisted the help of Rosie’s workshop. After simplifying his standard rune sets a little, he had brought it to the level where Rosie and her assistants could craft everything but the core arrays and connections. This gave him an output of twenty rune knights a month, each a tenth weaker than normal but also a fifth cheaper. The difference was several million gold every year.

Even with his high standards, the 43 million gold would be enough for him to arm an army 30,000 men strong with a good mix of all types of soldiers. While rune knights were powerful, thirty of them certainly weren’t as powerful as a force a thousand times their size. Powerful elites could be transformed in battle under his command, becoming far more effective than a larger army with less skill. 6;83

Although the Rose Knights were weaker than the average rune knight, this troop’s charge couldn’t be stopped even by 10,000 elite soldiers. In fact, Richard was the only one in recent years who regularly fought rune knights with ordinary knights, but even then finding soldiers like the shadowspears was impossible. 6;112

Rosie’s skill at runecrafting continued to grow steadily, long surpassing even his own wildest expectations from her potential. It was apparent that talent wasn’t a hard limit to one’s capabilities; one could improve far beyond where they

should through force of will and determination. 7;49

## Runes

### **Rose Barrier & Rose Strike**

These were Rosie’s version of the Savage series, each one was a powerful rune knight albeit it weaker than their original counterparts.

## Level

 Lvl 10
 Lvl 15
 Lvl 17

* A short while later, he met Rosie alone. Her appearance hadn’t changed much over the past few years, but she seemed more fatigued and quiet. She had been holed up in her lab almost all this while, but her mana pool had reached level 15 before it stopped growing further. Knowing that she had hit the limits of her talent, she’d plunged herself into the world of runecrafting in the midst of her loss; in her eyes, magic was the only hope.
* The rune knights were currently moving around in formations of fifty each, shifting endlessly on the battlefield as each time tried to concentrate fire on a single dragon. Any counterattacks were warded off using group barriers from their sets, the combination of several Savage Barrier runes powerful enough to stave off an attack from even someone like Bahamut. From the start of the battle, they had achieved more than the legends and saints.
* Richard was surprised to find Rosie in the lead, commanding the rune knights into battle. He frowned at the sight— she was still level 17 despite his pouring resources into her— but even knowing that she would be a prime target he couldn’t bring himself to stop her. She had made sure to hide herself in the middle of a formation, which showed awareness of her own frailty. Her spells were useless against the dragons, but they served as signals for the rune knights to coordinate their strikes.

## Trivia

* On their first night of lovebout, Richard was drunk after the First Magic War when Rosie walked in on him as she saw the drunk man before him. She tried helping him with his liquour but ended up getting attacked by Richard after they fell down accidentally. A drunk Richard had ejaculated and filled her body, but his member was still as erect as ever; it was practically swollen to the limit within her body. The movement also affected all the sore parts of her lower body, making it feel like a million needles had poked her in a single instant. A night to remember.
* Rosie was the best person he knew with regards to matters of the heart. Not anyone could leave Flowsand the loser in a battle of words.
* Unlike the others, Rosie Mensa as a love partner worked hard to please Richard's budding sexual appettite. She is a master of the feliato.
* Perrin became her assistant.

## References

1. ↑ Book 4, Chapter 20
2. ↑ Book 6, chapter 30
3. ↑ Book 7, Chapter 1
4. ↑ Book 9, Chapter 34
5. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 106
6. ↑ Book 6, Chapter 68
7. ↑ Book 8, Chapter 102
8. ↑ Book 4, Chapter 1