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Episode 5:
My Magnificent Daily Life as a Three-Year-Old
HALF A YEAR HAD FLOWN BY SINCE MY THIRD birthday. As a three-year-old, I was a big kid, so I was of a different rank compared to a two-year-old. There had been all kinds of changes in my life these past six months, and I had learned a lot of things too.
The first thing that had changed was my wonderful father. Before now, he had only visited a few times a year, but now he was suddenly visiting a few times a month.
Did something happen, Father? Was everything okay at work? You didn’t get fired, right?
Now, now, I was sure that wasn’t what had happened. He was wonderful, my father. No matter what kind of fancy store he worked at, I was sure that his presence alone was enough to draw female customers in droves twenty-four hours a day. I could guarantee it as his daughter. Not that I actually knew what his job even was.
Though, uh…I really didn’t need the confectioneries he brought every time he visited. I really didn’t want cakes and cookies made by people I didn’t know. I couldn’t eat that much anyway!
Ẽnu m̂ ӓ
But I can’t refuse when you offer to feed me! So I swear I’ll eat them! Don’t look sad, Father!
However, I could not resist the temptation of sitting with my father. I loved lazing about in his big lap. And when I did, Mother would sit down with us and stroke my hair.
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It felt like the two of them were doting on me way too much.
Ever since I turned three, Min started reading me books beyond picture books.
Out of our three maids, she was the quietest. She loved biographies and stories, so she read me all kinds of books about the place we lived. As a weak demon trying to blend in with humans, I was incredibly grateful for all of the information about the human world.
“There are all kinds of species in our world in addition to us humans.”
Ën̆u m̀а́
“Wow.”
Regular people like us were called “humans.” Other friendly kinds of humanlike species were called “humanoids.”
“And the fae ‘shiodaifuku’ live deep in the forest.”
“Wha?” Come again?
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“The fae shiodaifuku live deep in the forest—”
“Yep, now I get it!”
Ẃ е b ň.о̆v е l Ѐ n̂ ŭ m̄a
I gave Min a positive response after she unconcernedly repeated herself. What was she talking about, though? By “shiodaifuku,” did she mean salt and bean mochi? Were there mochi dumplings living in the forest?!
Oh, wait, my demonic translator was off.
Lifeforms with souls like us demons and elementals didn’t understand words per se. Rather, we could sense the intent of intelligent beings and meaningfully understood that as words. For example, I could hear a noun as it was spoken in this world, and if it was referring to a concept that I knew, like “apple,” then it would sound like the word “apple” to my ears. Also, when I said “apple” out loud in Primal—the language of elementals—or Empyreal—the language of gods and demons—then I would automatically say the right word in this world’s language instead.
Back in the Demon Realm, I remembered that the Dark Beast had taught me that when you reached the level of a god, by just infusing Empyreal words with magic, everything you said could be translated and you could even make miracles happen.
While my translator was quite helpful, I had a slight problem with writing. Reading wasn’t a problem. Just by looking at them, the words I didn’t know would rearrange themselves into terms and sentences I could understand. I only really needed this converting once, though, as once I had seen a word, I was able to easily understand what it meant from then on.
But this process didn’t work at all for writing. Not understanding grammar was lethal. Right now, the only thing I could do to learn was practice writing each and every letter, but it was really annoying because the words kept converting in my head.
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And so, I had just remembered that I had turned my demonic translator off so that I could better learn the language of this world.
So, was “shiodaifuku” actually a proper noun in this world? Or were there a bunch of mochi dumplings living in a forest? I turned my demonic translator back on and slowly said “shiodaifuku” out loud.
“Elf.”
But why?!
So that’s how it was: There were fae elves living in the woods in this world.
You know the type I mean. The kind of people with pointed ears, long lives, and snobby attitudes even though they’re just a bunch of country bumpkins. What Min was telling me wasn’t too different from how I understood elves to be, but common sense in this world could be sneaky in weird ways. But being as there were elves and all…
W е̄b ń оv е́l Е ṅû m̈ ӓ
“Do dwarves exist?”
“Yes, the mochipurun live in the mountains and mines.”
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I was silent.
There was nothing I could say. Well, I could say one thing: What the hell?! It didn’t really matter, but the dwarves here weren’t as I expected at all. They were actually giants, being at least two meters tall at their shortest.
At least mochipurun sure sounded better than shiodaifuku. But was it really? Both of these species lived in settlements far from humans, so they were probably hardly ever seen in human lands. I prayed earnestly for this to be the case. If I actually met one in real life, I likely would burst out laughing at them.
Min also taught me about the country we lived in.
Ӗn ū ḿ á.і̃ ď
This was the Holy Kingdom of Talitelud, a large country in the center of the continent. Five families of dukes protected the royal family, and there were about ten million citizens living here. I had no idea if that was a lot of people or not, but I guessed it must’ve been, since Talitelud was supposedly a large country.
We lived in Toure, which was in the western lands belonging to Duke Cowell. The city where I’d had my blessing was a large metropolis with hundreds of thousands of people living in it. The manor we lived in was located at the center of a forest on the outskirts of the city.
Magic existed, but this world only had coaches for transportation. Coaches infused with magic did exist and were faster than regular horse-drawn coaches, but that was the extent of what was available. Many people lived their whole lives without ever stepping foot outside of Toure.
There were other countries surrounding Talitelud, but the closest country would take two months just to get to normally, and over a month even with an express coach, so considering how weak I was, I had little desire to travel.
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“Lady Yul, did you know that there’s even a daemon king in the northern part of the continent?”
“A-a demon king?”
Wѐ b n о vе̃ ľ Е̄n̊ u_ḿ а
Whoa, now that was some real fantasy talk right there.
It turned out that past the northern mountain range, there were “daemons,” and they even had their own country.
Daemons? Were they different from demons? It turned out that these “daemons” weren’t related to demons or anything; the term just referred to species who committed evil deeds like a demon would. Which made their king not a “demon king,” but a “daemon king” instead.
Basically, he was the big bad evil guy. How undignified.
Of course, “daemon” wasn’t actually their species name, but a derogatory term. The name certainly fit, though, since they were known for being impatient and starting wars with everybody. They might not have even been people.
Min patted my head consolingly. “The last time these daemons attacked us humans was hundreds of years ago, so you have no need to fear them.”
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But she had no way to guarantee that was true. I sure hoped she wasn’t foreshadowing some weird plot point!
The next day, my blonde maid Fer carried me to the stream near the manor.
“You like fish, right, Lady Yul?”
“Yeah.” Though I didn’t really like them that much.
Our manor was on the gentle slope of a mountain, so I could see the pretty stream from the house. Once, when we came home from the city, we saw people who were camping out nearby and it was very heartwarming how they tenderly held a sleeping child in their arms.
Our gardener and guard for the manor, Franz, was already here, leisurely fishing.
Ẅ e b̂n ov е̃l̀ Ӗn̈ ú m̀ă
Shouldn’t you be working?
Fer kept me in her arms as we watched Franz, and I got to see all the fish he caught.
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Though I really had to wonder: Just how long did everyone intend to keep carrying me? Was I just not that heavy for a three-year-old? Was she really okay holding me for this long? Were my maids just that strong? Were they all going to be able to get married someday? Fer and Min were both only sixteen, but…
Putting that all aside, I wondered if we were going to have the fish that Franz caught for dinner tonight. They were small, so maybe they would make good snacks if deep-fried in flour. Either way, I still preferred vegetables, which at least had a texture I could enjoy since my sense of taste was all messed up.
They all assumed I liked fish because I had healed that fish with holy magic during the magical aptitude exam. Though it was off-putting even to me, the real reason I had healed the suffering mackerel (that was what I was calling it for now) was because I had wanted to give it the hope of life only to see it fall back into despair.
It was a demonic urge, similar to chasing after those insects in the Demon Realm.
W ѐ b̄ṅ оṽ e ľ Е̄ñũ m̊ а
Those feelings had awakened the power of holy magic within me, even though I was a demon. That poor mackerel. In case you were wondering, the mackerel had been turned into a tasty meunière.
But if I were to act on my instincts and go around smacking fish, they would surely call a doctor to go poking around in my head to make sure I was all right—not that I wanted to get my hands dirty like that anyway.
And I wasn’t about to start keeping a fish tank in my room or anything. The fact that I liked seeing fish dying more than seeing fish full of vitality was probably because my desires were gradually becoming less human.
Hmm? Wait, maybe I should make it my thing to like fish after all. That would surely make me seem more humanish!
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…As if.
The following day, Vio taught me about magic.
Е n ū m̃ a .і̀ d̀
Although I had been judged to only have an aptitude for summoning and holy magic, I had no idea how long I had before people discovered I was a demon and came after me, so I figured it would be a good idea to learn about the other kinds of magic too.
I was three-and-a-half years old now and I still wasn’t able to tell whether I was fully human or a demon. Even if I wasn’t a demon, there were things about me that felt demon-like, so it would be for the best if I learned as much as I could about magic so I didn’t accidentally use some weird kind of magic by mistake and get found out that way.
“This is an ordinary water spellcraft spell,” Vio told me with a serious expression as a ball of water floated above the palm of her hand.
Yeah, I knew that. It was a pretty normal spellcraft, right? It kinda made sense at the time, but when I gave it a little thought, I realized I didn’t really get it.
“What’s it officially called?”
“Very ordinary water spellcraft.”
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I stared. What a dumb name. Was “ordinary magic” what it was formally called? Was it ordinary because it was so common? How did spellcraft even work?
“You need to recite the spell with magic to cast it.”
“What do you mean ‘spell’?”
“Since long ago, if you recite the spell, you can cast the ordinary spell.”
I stared again. Please explain.
Basically, when a human with the aptitude for it ordinarily recited an ordinary spell, they cast the spell ordinarily? What the heck were they teaching people at that Academy of the Magical Arts?!
Wё b́ ǹ о̇ v̊_еľ Èn̄ û m̂à
“Who came up with the spells?”
“I heard that it was the elves of ancient times.”
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I see. Good job, salt and bean mochi people.
As I listened to Vio cast the spell, I realized what she chanted was not the common human language, but some other strange language. It wasn’t quite Primal or Empyreal either.
Both elementals and demons could always be understood no matter what language they were speaking. The fact that Vio didn’t literally understand what she was saying meant that the ancient dumpling peoples or whomever had lowered the level of the elementals’ words so that they could be pronounced by humans.
And apparently, humans had been using these spells foreeeeever. What a bunch of dummies.
Е̌ ṅ u m̄ӓ. і̌d̊
I understood the chant thanks to my demon translator. I didn’t want to, but it came to me anyway. Vio’s spell had sounded like this to me: “O water that presides over all life, cheed to my hand.”
“Cheed”?! It makes no sense! And what’s worse, this is what they teach at that academy! And what’s even worse, it actually works for some reason!
The magic in this world just made no sense.
I’d had enough of ordinary magic. Onto the next topic.
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“What about elemental magic?”
“You search for them.”
Ẁ ё bn ӧ v́ ēl Ê ňu ṁ а
“Huh?”
“When you find and call out to elementals, one that isn’t busy will answer the call.”
One that wasn’t busy? Was there a better way to describe this? What would you do if there were no elementals nearby? Did the magic just not work?
“Generally, there are wind elementals hiding somewhere where the wind blows and there are fire elementals hiding somewhere where fire burns. So you have to be patient when you search for them.”
So if you found an elemental, then you could try to strike up a deal with them. Was this a game of hide-and-seek? But wait a minute…
“I’ve never seen one before.” I hadn’t seen any elementals in the last three years, except during the magical aptitude exam.
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“A certain degree of magical power is needed to be able to see them. But now that you mention it, I never see them anywhere near the manor.”
I fell silent again. They must have all run away. That must have been the reason flames suddenly got weaker whenever I got close to a fireplace!
So basically, if a person with the right aptitude for it found and called out to an elemental, they would do what you wanted them to do in exchange for your magic? Skilled elemental users must be really good at finding them, then. That being said, if an elemental liked the summoner, would it hang around so that it would be easier to call upon? They almost sounded like crows accepting food from humans without a second thought.
It was—how could I put it?—like, so simple and lacking in style.
And everyone was okay with this being called conjuring magic? I felt like I understood less than I had before, so I decided to ask about summoning next instead.
“It is said that the magic circles used for summoning are the words elementals use given shape.”
Enu må
“Oooh.” That was sensible enough. Even though the rest didn’t make much sense. “And?”
“And what, my lady?”
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“Huh?” That was all there was to the explanation?! “I-is that it…?”
“Summoning itself is very much a field we are still researching. I heard that our most recent research has uncovered that we can now ask simple requests of the summoned elementals and animals.”
“That’s recent? What about from a long time ago?”
“Supposedly, the summoned creatures ran away as soon as they were summoned.”
Е nu m̄а.i d̊
H-how useless.
But wasn’t it more likely that the creatures being summoned had gotten used to it than the humans had made developments in their research?
“Oh…”
“Is something the matter, my lady?”
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“No, nothing.”
It all made sense now. This was why those “demon summoning” holes popping up everywhere in the Demon Realm had become so frequent. The humans had realized that if you gave a demon something, they would work for you in earnest. And that was how all those lesser demons with hardly any intellect wound up bound by bad pacts and forced to work themselves to the bone.
W̌ е̂ b n̈o v̇ ě l̄ Е̊n uḿ_а̄
“Even still, it’s a simple matter to summon animals. Elementals, on the other hand, are difficult to summon, even the minor ones.”
“Hmm.”
That made some sense to me. They were likely to resist because they were being brought without their consent, unlike when using elemental magic to call one. And elementals and demons were both masses of magic by nature, so that was why I could only ever get one leg through small circles.
My intuition told me that neatly drawn magic circles were the most stable. Shoddily drawn lines would be like trying to pull off a hangnail. So long as I could learn how to draw the circles well, then I had a feeling that I could figure out the size of the circle and the amount of magic necessary to make it work.
Though it was because I had tried to force open a magic circle that wasn’t big enough and pass through that I’d wound up in my current situation.
“The final kind is holy magic.”
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Oh, this I understood well enough. It was similar to ordinary spellcraft in that you just said a quick spell, like “Manifest Light” as translated into human words, and then you were good to go.
“Since you have the aptitude for it, let’s try to make a magic light now.”
“’Kay.”
I had managed to heal that fish somehow or another, so this time I tried focusing on casting the spell. I managed to make a glowing sphere, kinda like a lightbulb.
“That was splendid, my lady!”
“Th-thanks.”
Ẇ е b n̂о vе̊ l̄ Е_n ů m̄а
This was good? I guessed so, since Vio seemed happy. I’d used holy magic to make this, but you could also make light using an ordinary fire spellcraft spell. Normally, holy magic was used for curing wounds, not for stuff like this. However, if the results could be changed based on how you imagined them, then couldn’t you do most anything with holy magic with practice?
Vio nodded when I asked her about it. “Holy magic is all about practice, how you imagine it, and your own willpower, my lady.”
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I couldn’t believe that the concept of “where there’s a will, there’s a way” would be part of magic studies.
You used that single spell for holy magic and then the rest was about practice, how you imagined the result, and the amount of magic you had. You could cast Cure to heal wounds or Holy to destroy evil.
And this had nothing to do with the gods.
Maybe since the omnipotent power of magic was most easily imagined as a ball of light, it was easy to jump from light to gods to holy power.
Ѐ nu̇.m а̌ .і d
For all we knew, we were just using a light elemental against its will.
***
Today, I was learning about the animals of the world.
There were horses in this world. Of course there were. We had horse-drawn coaches, after all. They looked pretty much the same as they had in the dream world. However, the horses in this world were kinda dumb. When they saw their master, they went running toward them with tails wagging like dogs and started frolicking around them. It scared me since they were so big.
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“Look at this horse, Yulucia.”
“Horsey!”
E ńumâ
My father was carrying me while showing me his favorite horse.
Mother had asked Father to take me out since she felt bad that I hardly ever got the chance to be outside. I was really looking forward to a fun outing with Father and Mother, but she couldn’t come with us. Why? Well, they didn’t clue me in, but Vio was here with us in her place to help out. Today, Father was the only one carrying me around.
Hey, is there some kind of reason why no one will let me walk on my own? Don’t you remember that it’s been months since I last crawled around on the ground?
Yet they wouldn’t stop being so overprotective of me.
Well, in any case, Father had brought his favorite horse to a farm on the outskirts of the city so that I could see him. He couldn’t have brought the horse somewhere closer? I’d been hoping to get to go out with Father and all, but I hadn’t expected it to take two hours by coach traveling with some guys who seemed to work for Father.
The worker guys rode on their own horses instead of in the coach. Once we got to the farm, they removed the saddles and let the horses wander. As for Father’s horse…
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“What’s the matter, Sigt? You’re being awfully quiet.”
Sigt, Father’s favorite horse, quietly looked away from me. He had been fully enjoying the farm and started wagging his tail and rushed over to Father the second he saw him, but he froze the moment he saw me.
Sigt? Why won’t you look me in the eye?
“Ah! Hey!”
We turned to look toward the voice. One of Father’s workers’ horses came running over to us like it had lost its mind and started nuzzling my cheek.
“H-hey, stop that! Apologies, my lady!”
Ẇеbn.оv̌ӗl̄ Е̇ ńùm̈ a
“Neigh!”
The horse was reluctantly dragged away from me before flopping down on its belly and panting while looking up at me with sparkling eyes.
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I could not comprehend what this creature was doing.
Even though I wanted to know what the horses were thinking, I couldn’t sense enough intelligence to be able to talk to them even with my demon translator. But why? I could talk to the mackerels!
“Want to try riding Sigt?”
“Yeah!”
Ẇе̊b̈ń о́.vе́l̆ Ē n̂ü m̀ ä
Such a wonderful father he was. He could read the situation well, so I had no choice but to say yes.
Father held me as we got on Sigt’s back. He was one incredible horse. I hadn’t expected horses to be capable of walking so carefully and timidly, like they were walking on thin ice.
Wait, are you scared of me?
What I wanted was to go galloping through the meadow. Since my cool father was riding on such a cool white horse, I wanted to see just how cool he looked.
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And yet, as my father rode on the white horse through the meadow, for some reason—maybe it was just my lack of an imagination—he only reminded me of an unfettered shogun dressed in a kimono galloping on his horse by the water’s edge. It was so strange.
My fun outing with Father was over too soon; it was time to go back home.
Е̃ n̆uṁă. i d̀
By the way, I sat on Father’s lap even in the coach. My feet hadn’t touched the ground once since we’d left the house.
The coach suddenly came to a stop when we reached the city.
What’s going on? Was there some kind of traffic accident? I wondered when someone rapped at the door.
One of Father’s workers opened the door to lean in and whisper something into his ear. Unfortunately, I didn’t possess sharp enough hearing to hear what he said, despite my demon abilities.
Father nodded and set me down on the seat—just kidding. He handed me to Vio and then got out of the coach.
Did something happen out there? I really want to know.
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“L-Lady Yul?”
Even Vio seemed a bit worried, and she was the kind of person whose feathers were never ruffled. It only made sense. I rarely made any demands and was always a good girl who acted like a doll, but here I was flailing about and reaching for the window.
“I wanna see outside.”
“The master will be back shortly.”
Vio seemed to think I missed Father. I tried again.
“Waaah.”
Е̊ n̊ u_m ӑ
“Very well. Just a little peek.”
The way I puffed out my cheeks like toddlers do as I looked up at her had been enough to get her to give in. It was hard to resist the unscrupulous begging of a three-year-old. I pressed myself against the fitted glass window to take a look outside. There, I saw a woman with bright red hair who had gotten out of a different coach talking with Father.
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She was really pretty. Mother was cuter, though.
The woman seemed upset about something and Father looked drained. Maybe we really did run into someone else’s coach? Did we have insurance for that?
But wait a minute… This lady is acting like she’s so much better than Father.
I stared at the woman in annoyance. She suddenly visibly flinched and started looking around. When our eyes met, her eyes widened with shock.
Еň um̆ä .îd
Huh? Had I met her somewhere before? She seemed shocked and angry and sad all at once as she looked at me. She said something to Father before promptly returning to her own coach. What in the world had just happened?
***
I also slowly started studying conjuring magic and spellcraft.
Right now, I was just your average three-year-old. Just your ordinary well-to-do daughter with overly protective parents and attendants, who couldn’t do any kind of physical activity to speak of.
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I had been so worried about someone discovering my demon side at first, but it seemed that I was more at risk of being abducted. I had no doubt that my parents would pay the kidnappers whatever ransom they demanded because they adored their toddler, even though she didn’t look like a human at all. To prevent that from happening, I made it my goal to get stronger in spellcraft instead of physically strong.
Luckily for me—perhaps due to being a demon, or maybe thanks to my genetics—I had a lot of magical powers for a human. So I figured that would surely come in handy were I able to get proficient at conjuring magic and spellcraft.
Eñ um а
I was gonna do my best to get stronger!
“Now, then…” The night I came to that decision, I quietly sat up in my bed.
This room had been mine since I was two, but it wasn’t until I was three that I had started actually sleeping in it. I didn’t actually need to sleep or anything, but I wasn’t sure if it was normal for humans to sleep on their own at three years old. Did normal three-year-olds cry for their parents if they woke up in the middle of the night and they were alone?
But I didn’t cry. Nor did I go to Mother’s room in tears when I woke up in the middle of the night. I was three now—practically a big kid. I didn’t care when I heard the restless comings and goings of Mother and the maids through the hallway on the opposite side of the door.
Why were they even there? They were the ones who told me to sleep by myself.
Anyway, I woke up in the middle of the night, so I snuck out of my room. My goal, of course, was to go study magic.
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Specifically, I wanted to research holy magic.
They called it holy magic, but it had nothing to do with the gods. In fact, I was doubtful that gods even existed in the first place. Though, if gods as perfect as humans imagined them actually existed, religion wouldn’t end up so corrupt.
Going back to the holy magic, some kids were surprisingly adept at using it. But when some of them grew up, they couldn’t use it anymore. Since it worked based on your mental image and willpower, children would find Cure hard to cast, pout over it, and then rely solely on ordinary spellcraft instead since it could be cast with a simple incantation. And once that happened, most children lost the aptitude for holy magic.
Humans didn’t understand why this happened, but assuming that magic was omnipotent energy, then it probably meant that they just didn’t have a good enough mental picture in their heads. Ordinary spellcraft produced results using commands in simplified Primal, but once you got used to issuing commands that way, the detailed image a person had of the spell would start getting blurry. With holy magic, your mental image turned into magic. Those who couldn’t form precise images in their heads anymore then started trying to compensate for that shortcoming by imagining the “miracles of gods” and casting magic that way.
From that point of view, the fact that Vio could use holy magic even though she wasn’t part of any church made her an exceptionally rare case. Normal kids struggled with the difficulty of holy magic and, as a result, distanced themselves from the churches and then lost their aptitude for it, no longer able to imagine what miracles from the gods looked like.
On that point, my mental images had nothing to do with the gods. What I imagined was the magic I had seen in games in the dream world, so I figured I’d forced my way into being able to use it or something.
Ẃе́ b̃n о̆v́ ѐ l̇ E n̆ ŭm̄ ӓ_
From my guardians’ point of view, they were afraid that by teaching me poorly, I would come to hate it and lose my aptitude for it. This was why even Vio would only let me cast the light spell that anyone could use. She told me that it was more than enough to just practice making the light bigger.
But that wasn’t good enough for me. I would be helpless if someone kidnapped me.
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And so, I was planning to sneak out in the middle of the night and go to the library. But shortly after I left my room, I faintly sensed someone in the hallway.
“Hmm.”
Vio was on patrol duty tonight. It felt like whenever I got up to go to the bathroom, someone would always come right away, so it really felt like someone was always there. But I wasn’t a normal toddler. I may have looked like a little girl on the outside, but on the inside, I was a demon, and it was easy for me to fool the eyes of humans by slipping into the darkness.
“Lady Yul, do you need to use the bathroom?”
W е b ǹ о̌v ѐ l̈ Еnumӑ
“Yes.”
She found me in five seconds flat. Yeah. I knew exactly why—it was all because of my ridiculously sparkly golden hair.
Having failed to escape yet again tonight, I was scooped up by Vio, who brought me to and from the bathroom and then held my hand until I fell back asleep.
Huh? What happened to practicing?
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I realized that it had been a mistake to try to practice holy magic at night, since it let off a lot of light. I had learned my lesson. Not that I had actually been able to do anything.
I’ll just have Vio teach me like normal. But since she still won’t teach me more holy magic, I’ll have her teach me summoning instead.
Е̇ nu m a
Today, I was drawing the simple magic circle from the My Very First Grimoire book that Vio had given me for my birthday…in crayon.
“You’re doing such a wonderful job, my lady.”
“Really?”
If I had drawn it so well, then surely she wouldn’t have needed to give me a fresh sheet of paper the second I was done, right? Why did I have to draw this in crayon, anyway? I couldn’t possibly be expected to draw the detailed symbols of the magic circle using crayons that were bigger than my fingers.
“Can’t I have a quill?”
“It’s still too soon for you to use something with such a sharp point.”
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A sharp point? But they’re about as sharp as a fork. What’s so dangerous about them? Wait a second, have they only ever let me use a spoon?! Having only come to this realization now, I was utterly astounded.
As I was too stunned to move, Vio took my hand and drew a perfect circle. “Let’s practice drawing circles, my lady.”
“Circles?”
Oh… I guess I’m just not at the stage where I’ll be drawing those symbols anyway. I-I can’t help it! I can’t help that my tiny hands can’t even draw a circle!
“All righty then.”
It was time for Plan B of sneaking out in the middle of the night to practice magic despite my previous failure. I was calling this plan: “If my body is too inept to draw a magic circle well on paper, then I’ll use my demon magic and knowledge.” In other words, I was going to try imagining the shape in my head and using my magic to draw it in the air.
Ѐnu ma
This idea had partly come from my knowledge of the dream world. In books with lots and lots of pictures, there were wizards who drew magic circles in the air without saying any spells and just boom-boom-magicked.
Okay, I’ve got the image in my mind. I can do this.
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“Hmm…”
Huh? It’s not working. For some reason, the magic lines were coming out all crooked as I drew them in the air. And when I fixed the crooked parts, other parts would get more crooked and the symbols disappeared.
I got distracted by how I wasn’t able to make my circle come out as I had hoped when it suddenly increased in size and this symbol that looked like a fish appeared in the center of the now-perfected circle. Look, I’d never said that I liked fish that much!
“Make it bigger?”
Еn̄ um̂ а
Hmm, I see now. Having been struck by an idea, I glanced out the window. I wanted to open it, but I knew my maids would come in if I did, so I didn’t dare.
“Hmm.”
I tried as hard as I could to draw the magic circle in the dark sky outside.
I made it as dark as I could so that no one would notice and, although it was a little crooked, I drew it really big. I’d figured that such a thing wouldn’t fit in my room, and it turned out that drawing it outside had been the right decision. However, because I tried really hard and put my magic into it, it somehow got ginormous enough that it could cover the entire sky of a city district. At this size, it didn’t matter if it was a little crooked, and I was pretty sure no one would notice since it was practically the color of the night sky.
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Is it just me or has my magic gotten a whole lot stronger? Well, whatever.
Normal magic circles didn’t work unless you channeled a certain degree of magic into them, but this one drawn by my magic just activated on its own without further input from me.
Ẁе̇b no v е ĺ Е̃ n̊ŭ m̂ а̇
“What was this circle for again?”
I checked My Very First Grimoire, which I had left open to the right page. This shape was for summoning a “bug” from some random location.
“Huh?” That was when I realized that my magic circle had used my vast magical powers to connect elsewhere and now all these specks were gushing out of it and falling onto a section of the city.
“Eek!” All of the hair on my body stood on end like a cat’s. As soon as I saw all of these nasty, glossy-black, skittering creatures, I double checked that my window was locked, shut the curtains, dove back into bed, and hid my head under the blanket.
I. Saw. Nothing.
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***
One night, in a section of a city in Toure, in the Duchy of Cowell in the Holy Kingdom, fast, lustrous black bugs, the likes of which had never been seen before, appeared in mass numbers, causing pandemonium among the people.
Not only the citizens themselves, but soldiers, military volunteers, and professors from the Academy of the Magical Arts all came together to exterminate them. Thanks to the power and investigations of scrupulous elementals, they were finally eradicated after two long weeks.
Since the bugs had never been seen before, some scholars wanted them for research; however, for some reason the elementals did not obey the orders from their summoners until every single bug was eradicated, going as far as to scour the entire whole of Toure until not even a single egg remained.
There were several reports that the minor elementals summoned for the task had seemed afraid of someone, as if they were being threatened.
Having seen all of this from her window, a certain golden-haired girl had a sorrowful look on her face as she whispered, “I’m really sorry about all this.”
Еn̄.ŭ m ã
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