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CHAPTER 5

Episode 4: I Am Three Years Old Now

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Episode 4:
I Am Three Years Old Now

“DO YOU REMEMBER WHO I AM, YULUCIA?”

Today, I turned three years old. The man in front of me spoke softly with a look of apprehension wavering in his eyes.

Of course I remembered him. How could I forget?

Not only was this man my father, but he was so handsome and perfect, I could never forget him even if I wanted to! However, I only got to see him once or twice a year. I could tell that he was worried that his young daughter had forgotten who he was.

Don’t worry, Father! I, Yulucia, have recognized myself as being a devil ever since that incident with the holy magic exam and have been trying even harder than before to pretend to be human, so of course I am going to do my best to be your daughter!

Е ṅum̊ a

“Fadder?”

Ahh, unfortunately my pronunciation was still bad even though I was three years old now. Despite this, I did my best to address him as I toddled over to him. Father gave a look of both astonishment and joy.

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“Yulucia, did you just call me ‘Father’?”

Huh? Had I never called him that before? Oh, I supposed not. And so, with trembling hands, the man I had called “Father” for the very first time hesitated to touch me.

Uh, Father? Don’t you seem a little too scared of your three-year-old daughter? Although I’m quite aware I look inhuman, even a devil would feel disheartened by your fear.

But I wasn’t going to lose heart! As a weak demon trying to blend in with human society, it would be best for me to get the protection of a wonderful man like my father, so I knew that this was a critical juncture.

Е n̂ uḿа​.​і d̃

And I swore that this had nothing to do with having a thing for handsome older men!

It was my birthday today, after all, so I was going to make Father get used to me.

“Happy birthday, Yulucia.”

“Happy birthday, Lady Yul.”

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“Tank yooh.”

Mother gave me a silver comb during the party. Was this safe for a demon to use? But when I gave it a little more thought, I realized that I already used silver cutlery every day.

Е ň um̀а̌

The three maids had pooled their paychecks together to get me a book called My Very First Grimoire. Weren’t books still expensive in this world…? I hoped it hadn’t been too much of a sacrifice to buy. But those weren’t the kinds of troubles that a three-year-old from a lower-middle-class family would have, so I accepted it with a happy smile, which made the three of them clasp their hands together in sweet delight.

My wet nurse Torfi had returned to her family once her job was done, but she was here today as well. She gave me a very nice painting to hang in my room. Her four-year-old son Tony was something like my milk brother. He was here too, but he fell asleep the second he saw me. It was almost like he had fainted. I doubted he would come again next year.

My father seemed tired, as if he had raced here from the coach. He gave me a teddy bear that was bigger than me, a cute stuffed rabbit, a bouquet of lilies that I couldn’t completely hold in my arms, and lots of baked sweets from a famous shop in the royal capital!

Sweets… Sweets, huh?

There was still something wrong with my sense of taste. Sometimes Min’s confections tasted okay and sometimes they didn’t. And I was starting to feel that the chef’s delicious-looking cakes didn’t have enough flavor either. Though, recently—maybe I had gotten used to his cooking? Or he had changed something? Whatever the case, they tasted better than before, though maybe that was because all I’d been given at first was just plain hot salt water for soup.

I didn’t know anything about this famous shop, but these cookies made by some stranger tasted like soft, sweetened asphalt to me—not that I had ever eaten asphalt before.

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However, I knew that everyone would be sad if I didn’t do my best to look like I was enjoying them, so I was internally sobbing as I ate every bite.

After my birthday party was over, my busy father would have to return to wherever it was he went, so I tried my best to delay him by clinging tightly to him so that he had more time to get used to being around me.

Father hadn’t once held me, and hesitated to even pet my head, so I toddled over to where he was sitting on the sofa and touched his lap.

“Do you need something, Yulucia?”

As I stared up at him, his gaze darted around a bit. It seemed I had to take a more proactive approach.

“Fadder. Up-up.”

Ẅеb̊n̊оv̂ ē.l Е̄ ṅu m̀а̀

“Uh…” His eyes went wide, darting around looking for someone to rescue him, but Mother merely smiled with a warm expression and nodded. Father had a look of determination as he picked me up and sat me down on his lap.

Did he really need that much determination to hold me? But I was touched to have been placed upon his lap.

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I felt like he was treating me more like a young lady than his daughter. It made me happy to be on his lap and all, but for some reason, we were both silent. Although I was just pleased to be sitting on the big lap of such a handsome man with his broad chest at my back, he seemed to be at a loss for how to interact with his daughter, what with her uncanny appearance and all.

But there’s no need to fear, Father! I, who have awakened as your very humanlike daughter, have another plan.

I was a cat. I would be a cat. I could pull it off since that was my original job. I wasn’t acting like that because I was acting on instinct!

“Yulucia?” Father trembled slightly as I rubbed my nose against his chest. But I didn’t care. I started nuzzling my face against him next. Father gingerly started stroking my hair.

Е̂ ń u m а

Not good enough, Father. Mother pats my head with much more love! Do it properly. And so, I nuzzled my head against his big hand too.

Huh? There’s this really nice smell coming from him.

It was the same faintly sweet, intoxicating sensation that I got from my mother and from the Dark Beast in the Demon Realm, so I started snuggling my father all the more. That was when he unexpectedly asked, “Did you miss me?”

It was almost as if he was asking himself that question. I looked at him in surprise to find my father staring right into my eyes with this sorrowful look on his face.

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Uh… What was I supposed to say? I suddenly felt anxious. And my face was all red from the sweet intoxicating feeling. I felt too self-conscious to keep his gaze, so I wound up burying my face into Father’s chest.

“Mm.”

W ĕb_n̈оv еl̀ Ĕn ū m̈ӓ

“Heh heh. You’re so spoiled. Fine, I’ll give you all the attention you want.” Father’s tone changed to one of joy, as if he had never felt any fear at all. His large hand grazed the nape of my neck and my ears as he petted my hair. It tickled and made me twist around in embarrassment, but he caught me with a smile on his face. “Gotcha.”

What was this feeling? It was like how it felt when he nuzzled me. Was I being disciplined?

“Mee-ah.” I made some weird noise; even I didn’t know what that was. I buried my face into his big chest trying to get away from his big hand.

That was when he whispered in a sickly sweet tone in my ear, “Ha ha ha. My little Yulucia is just like a kitten, it seems.”

“Mee-ah?!”

***

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In the Holy Kingdom of Talitelud, there lived a man named Forte.

He excelled at both the sword and his studies. Everyone in his life had high hopes for his future. However, Forte himself had not mustered up his abilities from within.

Forte had an older sister and brother. The three of them were known for getting along well despite how different they were from one another. His elder sister was strong-willed and was kind to the common people. Her brothers were proud of how beloved she was by all, and even after she married into the family of a far-off country, she left a strong impression on her brothers. His elder brother was bold yet sensitive. He surpassed Forte in his martial prowess and charmed many with his fearlessness and affections.

Forte respected his older siblings from the bottom of his heart, and they were proud of and loved their brilliant, clever younger brother in turn.

However, that brilliance backfired on Forte.

Their family held the most power in the entire kingdom, and there could only be one heir. Forte believed that his well-respected brother was adequate to succeed their house and, believing it his job to support his brother, devoted himself to furthering his studies.

W̆ еb ńо̇v е̇ l̃ E ń ům â

However, there were those who believed that Forte was the more suitable heir. Forte himself had no such intention and thus denied it, but when he realized that he couldn’t persuade them otherwise, he went to his father to relinquish his family name.

It was his brother, of all people, who stopped him. His brother knew better than anyone how hard Forte worked and valued his talents. Out of all their family members, he understood Forte’s nature best. His brother was willing to hand over the headship of their family should Forte desire it—Forte was capable and had a good reputation—but he knew that his younger brother had no such desire to succeed the family name. He wanted his younger brother to be free to live life as he wished. However, since Forte was so talented, the older brother in turn wished for Forte to remain at his side.

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Troubled by such conflicting thoughts, the older brother came up with a plan that he knew his younger brother wouldn’t like. In a way, it could have been called the path of duty. He would marry his younger brother off to one of their distant relatives who had no male heir. If his little brother were to marry into that family and succeed as that house’s heir, they could still be close, though not as close as they were now. That way, his little brother’s hard work wouldn’t go to waste and both of them could continue to work to support the family, just as they both desired. These were things that a man who had relinquished his family’s name could not do.

There was nothing wrong with this plan when one thought about it normally. It could achieve the ideal outcome; however, it instead brought about a slew of problems.

This daughter of their distant relative had a reputation for her string of romances, and Forte’s older brother felt bad about marrying Forte to her. Also, his younger brother already had someone he loved dearly who reciprocated his feelings: the beautiful and kind daughter of Forte’s wet nurse.

There would have been no problem if Forte could marry her now as he was. All would be well if he could be adopted into a high-ranking house and marry her then. However, her family was not of high enough standing to take Forte as a groom. This was why Forte didn’t hesitate at the thought of abandoning his name—it meant that he could be with his true love.

Е̃ńüm а . ì d̀

Forte’s older brother realized this and it troubled him. However, he was already in talks with their distant relatives and they had already reached the stage where the ties of obligation could not be stopped.

He thought that surely his younger brother must have hated him. And the woman who loved his younger brother must have been devastated. However, the elder brother feared burying Forte’s hard work and talents, so he took coercive measures to bring Forte and this other house together.

After marrying into the distant relative’s family, Forte conceived two children, as was his duty. At first, he had considered adopting a son from another family, but his wife, who also happened to be a childhood friend, wouldn’t accept that as an option.

Although he had not desired this marriage, Forte tried to love his wife and two daughters. However, his wife, who was two years older than himself, was selfish and self-absorbed, and his daughters had similar unyielding personalities. Because of the way his wife belittled him, his daughters had no respect for him and thus only obeyed their mother.

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Having to endure this, Forte wondered if he could ever truly love them…

His wife was called “the rose of high society” and their daughters inherited her beauty. Others claimed to envy him, but Forte couldn’t comprehend why. After all, he had never once felt that they loved him.

Е̇n u.m̆ а̄

But Forte understood that his brother had made this match for his benefit. He was truly glad that he was able to work for both his brother’s and father’s sakes. His hard work was paying off, and he had been granted a position where he could make full use of all of the skills he had acquired. In that, he felt fulfilled in a way.

And yet, the anxieties accumulating in Forte’s heart were beginning to weigh on him, leaving him more and more haggard by the day.

His older brother also felt terrible about the whole ordeal, having been the one to force Forte into this situation. And so, he told Forte that there was a place where he could find peace and relaxation—a place that would save the other victim in this situation as well.

Considering how weary Forte had grown of life, he was doubtful even as he traveled there. It was a small estate in a forest, located in a corner of the land Forte had inherited by marrying into this family. There, he found the daughter of his wet nurse, who had still not given up on their love.

Polygamy was not common in the holy kingdom of Talitelud, but Forte was now of a position to desire a second wife. He’d feared that his demanding wife would take her wrath out on his love, so he had held himself back from his beloved up until now.

Nevertheless, upon meeting her again, he could not contain his overwhelming love for her. They became deeply involved and the gods blessed them with an adorable angel.

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His cherished daughter had been stillborn, but miraculously drew breath. Now she was growing up so healthy that you wouldn’t believe how close she had been to death.

However, his cute daughter was so pure that he hesitated to touch her.

He wondered if the likes of him was worthy of even touching such a child. Could a man like him, who had run into the arms of another woman due to the neglect he experienced from his family, be permitted to act like a father to such a beautiful daughter? Because of such fears, he hesitated to see his daughter despite the fact that he loved her from the bottom of his heart, completely absorbing himself in his work as a means of running away.

And then, on the day of his daughter’s second birthday, Forte was shaken by seeing his daughter for the first time in a year. She had just been a cute little baby the last time he had seen her, but in the span of a whole year she had grown fearsomely beautiful for a two-year-old.

Was his daughter truly human? Was she not actually an angel sent by the gods?

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He was startled by having such thoughts about his own daughter—rendering him even more hesitant to touch her. Yet when he closed his eyes, he saw the faces of his beloved daughter and her mother. He had assumed that by distancing himself out of fear, she would have forgotten all about him and stared at him with cold eyes like his wife and their daughters did. He was so scared, his heart felt on the verge of actually breaking from anxiety.

En̊ ü må .їd́

On his daughter’s third birthday, Forte spoke to his daughter with trepidation. His little daughter actually called Forte “Father,” pronouncing it the way that young children do. Despite his assumption that she would have forgotten him, she remembered him.

Even so, he’d been away for so long that he didn’t know how to interact with her. That was when she took the initiative herself and begged him to hold her. It was then, when she was being so adorable, that Forte realized what a fool he had been.

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His daughter had missed him. Realizing how sad she was that she couldn’t see him, Forte couldn’t contain his love for his daughter any longer.

But why had he kept himself away from his daughter just because she was so extraordinarily beautiful? Why had he made his innocent and sweet daughter so sad just because he felt he didn’t have the right to love her?

Forte then vowed to the gods in his mind: I shall love the two of them. I shall dedicate my life to them, no matter who I have to make an enemy of in this world.

And I won’t force my daughter to marry anyone.

Е n um̄ а̂ .ї d̂

***

There was a girl named Selina at the Academy of the Magical Arts.

She was twenty this year and wished people would stop calling her a girl because it was beyond embarrassing. But alas, the faculty and staff had taken to calling her “girl” because she’d had a baby face since she was a student there, so she had given up on correcting them. She would have been better off getting married and then resigning from her post, but she had yet to find a suitable match.

Selina’s official position was the receptionist at the Academy of the Magical Arts’ campus in the capital. As a student, she had majored in summoning and loved its research, so Selina decided to stretch out her studies at the academy. By the time she finally graduated, all of the workplaces that had wanted to hire her suddenly retracted their offers because of the demon-summoning incident.

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Furthermore, Selina was a commoner, so she had no connections who could help her find employment related to spellcraft. The professor of summoning at the academy felt bad for her and, given her talent in drawing incredibly precise magic circles, recommended her to be hired as their teaching assistant. However, she wound up as a receptionist instead because she was such a people person.

Selina wasn’t all that dissatisfied with her current job. During her free time, she could satisfy her desire to study magic circles by helping out the professor, and her work as a receptionist required some specialized knowledge, so she was well-liked by visitors and received special bonuses to her salary too.

Е̂ň u_m_а̂ .і̆ d

Because she was so sociable, she even received a marriage proposal from a family of good standing; however, she declined since the potential match was over forty years old. But even if she did find someone suitable to marry one day, Selina believed that she would want to continue with her work for a while longer.

Selina loved cute things to the extreme. She liked watching the children who attended the academy, and she felt especially gratified when she got to see the droves of cute toddlers who came to take their magical aptitude exams every year.

Cuteness was justice and truth.

Selina had heard this while doing an experiment with magic circles. She had connected to a higher world by chance. The words had been spoken in a language she didn’t recognize, but Selina had understood them from her soul, which had surged up and accepted them as a revelation.

Not that it really mattered or anything.

One day, the somewhat eccentric Selina had been invited by her summoning mentor to go to their campus in Toure to act as the receptionist on their magical aptitude exam day, since they didn’t have enough staff. There, a woman who must have been of high standing had shown up for the exam together with her maids. This pretty woman had soft blonde hair, and her maids were very pretty as well. However, the second Selina noticed that the girl one of the maids was carrying was real, she was taken aback.

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She had thought the girl was a doll at first—that the maids, as a joke, had brought an actual doll with hair made of golden threads and dressed in one of those frilly dresses that nobles like.

Rarely, there were some parents among the rich who treated their children like pets and decked them out like they were accessories. Assuming these people to be that type, Selina was disheartened.

However, when the girl turned her face to look at Selina, it was such a shock that she thought her heart might stop.

Was she a doll? No, she couldn’t be. She looked like a doll with her exceedingly flawless appearance, but dolls without any imperfections, as though they must have been made by a god or a demon, simply didn’t exist. It would have been sacrilegious to dress such a girl in the clothes of ordinary children. It would have been an insult to her beliefs, in Selina’s mind.

In that moment, Selina saw a goddess in that girl’s golden eyes.

Seeing Selina stiffen, the girl’s slightly drooping eyes—her only sign of being human—grew moist with tears. Finally, Selina was able to comprehend that she was indeed a human.

W̌ е b̆ n̈ ô v̀ еl Е́ n̆ùm a

The golden child had an aptitude for summoning and holy magic, so Selina was certain that if this girl was from a high-standing noble family as she believed she was, she would be attending school not here, but at their main campus in the capital.

Selina couldn’t help but already look forward to this girl’s enrollment. If she was proficient at summoning, then there was a chance that Selina could get to work with her if she asked the professor. She clenched her fist with determination as she looked up the little girl’s name.

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Click.

“Eek!” Selina jumped and looked up at the sound of footsteps.

Selina had been thinking about the golden girl so much that she kept getting distracted at work, and once every few days, she had to stay for overtime to finish up all the paperwork that had piled up. The next thing she knew, she was the only one left. The only light in the academy’s office was the magical light Selina had cast. Of course, there probably were still some faculty and research students here, but they weren’t likely to come to the office at this hour.

There were still security guards around, but she was the only one in this room and kept suddenly tensing up because of a memory that kept popping into her head.

Еṅ ǔ​mа̇.і d

The footsteps got closer and a beautiful woman wearing a simple yet finely tailored chic dress stepped into the room, her high heels clicking on the floor.

“Oh my, I didn’t realize anyone was still here.”

“V-vice Headmistress?!”

The woman shot the shocked Selina a calm yet predatory smile.

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The vice headmistress appeared young despite her position—one would guess her to be in her mid-twenties, but Selina knew she was in her late thirties. She had fierce, sumptuous red hair and lustrous, bright-red lips. There was a strong gleam in her azure eyes that made you want to look away. She had sharp features, yet she was glamorously beautiful.

Not exactly Selina’s type, however, since she valued cuteness.

Еn ú m̆.а .і̌ ḋ

“Thanks for your hard work at such a late hour. Might I ask a favor of you?”

“Uh, yes? What do you need?” Selina didn’t have the courage to reject her, even if she was already working overtime—though she did find it strange.

The vice headmistress was an honorary position that rotated between the members of the board of directors. This woman only visited the school a few times a year. Selina had no idea what she could be doing here at the academy by herself at such a late hour.

Selina was unable to hide her confusion, so the vice headmistress smiled soothingly at her. “Nothing too difficult. I was wondering if you could give me the rosters of children who passed the magical aptitude exams within the past couple of years—the last three, if possible.”

“Okay.” Why does she want to see something like that? Selina wondered.

As if the woman had read her mind, she then kindly explained, “I want to know how many children we might have to support the kingdom in the future.”

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“Of course! I’ll fetch it for you at once!” Selina sensed there was an ulterior motive behind that smile as she quickly pulled out the list of kids that she herself had already snuck several peeks at by now.

“Thank you. Could you wait here for a moment?” She began flipping through the pages as if searching for something; she wasn’t reading them. Her hand came to a stop, and after checking the page, she immediately closed the register and handed it back to Selina. “Thank you. I’m sorry to trouble you so. By the way, it’s not good for a young lady such as yourself to be here alone at this late hour. If you have work left over, you should come early in the morning to finish it instead.”

Selina straightened her posture and gave a rigid, almost soldier-like response. “Yes, my lady. My apologies!”

The vice headmistress gave a faint smile as she disappeared back down the dark hall, a magical light wavering at the end of her wand.

Selina stood at attention in silence until she could hear the woman’s footsteps no longer. She then slumped into her chair and murmured wearily to herself, “I guess I should just head home now…”

***

Е̇ ǹů ma

The vice headmistress of the Academy of the Magical Arts’ campus in the capital was named Albertine. She was not of a social position to regularly speak with commoners and she would ordinarily be accompanied by a few attendants wherever she went. Tonight, however, she had ordered her guards and attendants to hide and remain on standby in the academy’s garden. She had no idea who might be watching; she couldn’t afford to stand out by bringing a large entourage along. If that clerk girl had acted strangely, then she might have had to suddenly go missing.

She trusted no one except those deep in her inner circle.

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“Zumana,” Albertine murmured as if letting out a sigh as she walked through the hall.

A slender man in his early twenties appeared and bowed his head deferentially to her.

“Are the children asleep already?”

“Yes. Your daughters were sad because you and your husband have not yet returned. However, they finally fell asleep just a little while ago.”

Е̃ ǹü m а́ ..i​d̀

“I see,” she muttered, merely sighing as if to say, “So, he hasn’t come home yet.”

She didn’t even seem to realize that the words had escaped her lips, but Zumana could feel the woman’s uncontainable fury and cast his eyes down slightly.

“Come,” she ordered.

“Yes, my lady.”

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Albertine didn’t even look back as she started walking again. Zumana, who appeared to be a butler, gave a silent bow and followed after.

The only sounds were the clicking of her high heels and the only illumination came from the magical light as they proceeded down the dark hallways. They reached a door that had a faint glow spilling out of its gaps.

Еń u m̆ ӓ .i̊ d

“Professor Gaspard? Are you in?” Albertine addressed the door in a voice that was neither loud nor quiet.

A moment later, an elderly gentleman opened it. “My, if it isn’t Lady Albertine. Welcome.” Professor Gaspard greeted his former-bright-pupil-turned-boss with an amiable smile on his face. “Please come in. Don’t mind the mess.”

“Thank you. I see you’re researching something new?”

The room hadn’t changed much since Albertine had been a student. Noticing a new summoning circle she had never seen before, she chuckled as she remembered his nickname: “Research Fanatic.”

“Ha ha ha. Well, you see, last year, when I traveled to help out with the magical aptitude exams, one of the children we tested turned out to be quite powerful. I’ve been working on making a magic circle strong enough to withstand her power. I hope to have it finished by the time she is admitted to the academy.”

“Is that so? Whose child was it?”

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“I am unsure, but surely their family was of a similar standing to yours.”

“Is that so?” Albertine’s eyes narrowed slightly as she recalled what she’d read in the register earlier.

“Come, sit. I shall pour you a cup of tea.”

“Thank you, but there’s no need. I cannot stay long, though I wish I could. I was just wondering how the research on the summoning circle I had asked you about was coming along.”

“It’s nearly finished now. The circle would be even more efficient were I to incorporate this magical equation for withstanding usage by someone with strong magical powers. However, the binding power weakens when it absorbs strong magic, so I imagine that would be an issue.”

Albertine had asked Professor Gaspard to research a special kind of summoning circle for her. She wanted a new kind of summoning circle in which the user could summon a strong creature in their image instead of some random demon, elemental, or fae.

Ё ň ǔm а̄

The request had piqued the professor’s interest. When a person summoned a fire elemental on different days, they didn’t summon the same exact one each time, but one that had a different level of strength depending on how long it had been alive.

It was known that if a summoner got an elemental to like and “possess” them, then that specific elemental could grow and become more intelligent and powerful. That said, hardly any summoners or elementals could reach this level of affinity. If a summoner could intentionally summon the same specific elemental more than once, then it should be possible for them to increase their own rank.

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However…

“What kind of creature do you intend to use the circle for?”

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The mood of the room suddenly shifted as Professor Gaspard met Albertine’s gaze. Albertine merely smiled at him in return. “I merely enjoy the research of spellcraft,” she said. “Also, my dear husband has been so busy trying to clear the names of summoners ever since that dreadful incident. I was hoping to do something that could help him.”

“Ah, I see. I’m always so impressed by your thoughtfulness.” Gaspard smiled at her exemplary answer and took out the test magic circle he had prepared. “Here’s the circle. Be careful when experimenting with it.”

W̌е̇ b̈.n̄​ov е̌l Еn ŭ m̄ а̂

“Thank you. I shall be careful.” Having acquired what she’d sought, Albertine gave a genuine smile and let a faint sigh escape her lips. “If you would excuse me, then, Professor. I promise that I will repay you for this.”

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