Wizards use magic by manipulating the mana they have within their bodies.
However, this mana could not be increased by training. It meant that the amount you had when you were born was all you have.
‘Natural talent is more important than anything.’
The mana value was measured from 1 to 10, meaning that the more the mana goes from 1 to 10 was, the greater the mana.
But according to the settings of the novel, Yvesria has a mana level of 0.5.
What if we actually assume that Yvesria uses the magic of fire?
It was a very feeble force that I could not be sure of burning a candle in a birthday cake.
‘0.5… Yvesria.. It’s very weak!’
In comparison to Catherine, the heroine was a strong wizard recorded with a mana power level of 9.3
The reason why Catherine, a daughter of a humble family, first came into the spotlight was also because of her strong mana.
‘Because of that, Yvesria looked trivial.’
The heroine who’s status was a little low but was born with an outstanding talent and ability, and the villain who had no ability but only high status.
It was a natural plot in the novel.
“Thinking about it, I had a little bit of magic. It’s just a speck of dust. It’s about the same as Zero.”1
Harry laughed at me after looking at me for a long time.
Zero was a slang for wizards, which meant a person born without mana.
It was a great insult among wizards who display their talents with magic abilities but it was not insulting for me as I have come from a world where there was no concept of magic.
Thanks to that, I was not hit at all by Harry’s words who said ‘it’s a level similar to zero’ that was supposed to irritate me.
“Yes, they all said that this was just enough to avoid zero. It would have been less ridiculous if I were normal.”
The calm reply brought Harry back to his composure.
I guess I had an unexpected response.
“…… aren’t you angry? I make fun that you’re almost zero.”
“Why will I? I was born that way. It’s not something that I can change because I’m angry. I just have to live like this.”7
“Why are humans so pessimistic?”
“Not at all. I’m rather optimistic. I don’t think it’s a problem because I was born as a rich and high-ranking person instead of being a nominal wizard.”
Actually, I was born like this.
If Yvesria had a low status as a substitute for her high mana , I would have been frustrated from the moment I possessed her.
A clay spoon with outstanding ability?
‘Just thinking about it makes me tired.’
The incompetent gold spoon was the best way to live a life.10
“I thought all humans were obsessed with mana.”
Harry slowly circled around me, as if he were seeing a freak.
Like what he said, people admired wizards with phenomenal powers.
Even more because its existence is a minority.
So people, regardless of their status, measured mana as soon as their child was born.
‘I sincerely hope my child was one of the few chosen talents.’
Harry also pointed that part and tilted his head to one side.
“But don’t humans first measure their magic as soon as they’re born? Then your mana level would be known, they wouldn’t believe you have made that fire.”
“It doesn’t matter. Who would dare to say it wasn’t me?”
“What kind of confidence is that?”
“Why? I’m the Duke’s young lady. There’s no person here that was above me.”
There are two men above me in the Oberon Castle.
My father who’s the duke and my brother, the little duke.
But here, my status was the highest.
Of course, I had no real authority to control the territory, only high status.
All rights were vested in Baron Insetia who was in charge of Erell.
He was the young head of a loyal vassal family that had long served the Duke of Oberon.
He wasn’t much of a figure in the original but according to the story I picked up during in Erell he seemed quite capable and reputable.
But if I pointed to Baron Insetia on a stone rolling down the road and says, “That’s a gem!” Baron Insetia will say, “Yes. That’s a gem.”
It’s because I’m Yvesria Oberon.
By title, The Baron was superior to Yvesria but Yvesria was a direct lineage of the Duke.
Even if Yvesria maried and her surname changed, the bloodline does not change.
This was the status of the world.
“And I’m not very resistant to wielding my identity as a weapon.”
The villain Yvesria Oberon. How convenient is this role?
‘No matter what you think, living as the villain is the best.’
***
“It’s on fire. Oh my god.”1
Emma’s jaw dropped as she saw the flames burning in the fireplace.
Her face seemed to unable to believe the scenery she was seeing.
The people flocked in front of the fireplace in my room that even the baron and the butler of Insetia, who greeted me on the first day and didn’t see me since then, showed up.
It seemed that there was already been a rumor that I was the one who light the fire on the iron wood tree.
“The iron wood is on fire…..”
Baron Insetia murmured softly as he looked at the fire.
The fire that Harry created was a little different from the usual fire.
The overall color was similar to ordinary fire, but there was a unique blue color in the center.
Of course, the difference was almost imperceptible unless you looked carefully.
Even if it was noticed, it was such a small difference to the point where you wonder ‘Did I see it wrong?’
‘So no one knows it’s the blue flame in the mythology.’
As I expected, Emma and the butler were both amazed at the burning black wood.
But the baron was different.
He was looking at me with calm, sunken eyes.
“I heard you made this fire.”
“Yes, I did.”
“What did you do?”
“Well, what did I do?”
After a moment of agonizing, I looked at the baron seriously with my hands together.
“With my hands together like this “
“Together?”
“I prayed earnestly! Very desperately!”8
“…… eh?”
The baron who was following my words with a serious face, laughed helplessly as if he felt relieved.
“You pray earnestly, it caught fire?”
“Yes, I’m a wizard in the first place, so it’s not that surprising.”
Wizards often do strange things.
He nodded his head as if he didn’t intentionally say no.
Of course the baron did not simply goes along with it.
“You may not know this, but it’s a black iron wood. It doesn’t burn in a normal fire.”
“I know. Emma told me. But it worked when I just did it.”
The baron’s neat eyebrows were subtly wriggled at my still light manner.
I squashed my shoulder, ignoring the baron’s face which was clearly uncomfortable.
“It was so cold I needed a fire. I guess my mana responded to my desperate heart. Is this the wizard’s miracle?”
[ Pretending you don’t know anything. You have good acting skills, don’t you?]
Harry whispered to me as if he was fed up, while I was smiling innocently at the baron.
It sounded like a telepathy in my head.
Harry called it the resonance between contractors.
[Be quiet, Harry.]
[It doesn’t matter because they don’t hear me anyway.]
[I hear you, crazy.]
For a smooth conversation, I wished Harry an another wish.
[Don’t get involved when I talk to someone else, Demon. It’s a new wish.]
[It is already frustrating to hide this way, you also want me to keep my mouth shut?]
[Harry, do you want to stand against the wall?]
[…so cheap, I’ve turned into a dog, and you can’t even let me talk to you?]
[I see. You don’t like this situation. Then look at the wall and…]
Before I was finished, Harry shouted quickly.
[Oh, okay! I will shut up!]1
Harry, who had become so quiet in a flash had made me more focused on the conversation with the Baron.
But whatever he was thinking, the Baron no longer questioned me.
‘That’s weird. He wouldn’t believe my lame excuse.’
Instead of questioning, he just nodded, looking at me with an unknown face.
“……is that so? Certainly you were born with mana.”2
The butler next to him made a fuss over the ambiguous response.
“I think miss’ fire has a special power! The black iron wood is on fire. It’s a big deal. How vicious have the business associations been?”
The butler gritted his teeth.
“They made unreasonable demands using the situation of our Erell when we doesn’t have any wood to burn. We were forced to listen to them.”
‘Well, that’s what the situation was.’
Unlike me, who was not minding the story, the butler looked quite sophisticated.
“And now we have wood to use for! With this great fire created by the miss, we can burn the black wood!”
Erell was a very cold area, it was an obvious weakness that there was no wood to burn.
Even everyone knew the fact so it would have been a very open weakness.
It was natural for shrewd business leaders to take advantage of the profits.
Then, Did the Erell feel down for the Duke?
Tears in the butler’s eyes as he looks at me, convinced of the situation and nods…
‘What? Tears?’
When I looked at him puzzled, I saw that the butler’s eyes were in tears.
“This is a miracle created by miss’ desire!”
“…huh? Mi, Miracle?”
“Oh, my God! The miss who had only a fraction of mana——how badly she longed to get rid of the cold of Erell, this mysterious and powerful fire!”1
“No, I just thought I was cold…”2
I hastily denied it but the butler who was already caught in the crucible of his emotion and excitement, did not listen to me.
“The Duke sent the miss here because of this great significance. I didn’t even know what that meant and I just thought miss was in a big accident and was entrusted to us.”
‘No, you’re right.’
The Duke just threw the troublesome luggage over here.
‘I’m a burden.’
“I had a narrow opinion. Please forgive me, miss!”
“Forgiveness, is that necessary?”
The idea that the butler had been was all true so there was no need for forgiveness.
But the butler was even more moved by how he accepted my words.
“I can’t believe I don’t have to ask for forgiveness… You had such a generous heart! I think all the infamous rumours were false.”
I can’t believe Yvesria’s wickedness has already been passed down to this village at the end of the kingdom in a world without Internet.1
‘Yvesria, you were really an national emergency villain…’1
It was the moment when I reconfirmed my reputation.
The butler smiled and bowed his head.
“Well, the rumors of the royal capital are all like that. I didn’t believe in the words of the light mouth of the southern men. …and… … my opinion that I believed in was also narrow.”
“No, all the rumors…”
“I will hand out the fire to all parts of the mansion. Finally, the house will work. Everyone will appreciate your earnest prayer.”
Sharing the fire was not a big problem.
It wasn’t even the matter of sharing fire.
However, the problem was that with the fire, the delusion that the butler’s nonsense would be widespread.
I almost rushed to stop the butler, but his quick action came first.
Harry whispered excitedly as he watched the butler’s back, the candles burning and disappearing in a hurry.
[Do you want me to shut him up? I’m sure death will stop him forever. What do you say, you’re attracted?]1
[……Shut up, Harry.]7
[Or not.]
asked Harry, who stepped back from what I said, frowning to see if something had changed.
[Hey, aren’t you’re a liitle bit harsh on me?]
[Harry, I told you to shut up, or you’ll be watching the wall for the rest of your life…]
[No! Your words are so harsh! How did you know that shutting up was my specialty? You’re a clever contractor.]4
Harry shrank in an instant.
On behalf of Harry, who became quiet, Baron Insetia who was watching the conversation of the butler with me, opened his mouth.
“And I’ve never seen that dog before. I didn’t hear that you brought a pet dog when you came from the kingdom.”
The baron looked at Emma for confirmation and she lowered her head.
“I’ve never seen the dog before, too.”
Receiving the gazes of the two, Harry wagged his tail as if he had been waiting.
‘It’s a perfect dog for everyone.’
I gave Harry a look of praise and then told them.
“I was taking a walk in the garden when I met him, and I brought him here because he was wandering around without an owner.”
“A dog as big like that was wandering around in the garden?”
The baron looked suspiciously at me and Harry alternately, but I almost nodded proudly.
“Please ask the people at home. Did anyone lose their dog? If the owner doesn’t come out, I’ll raise him. I was wondering if I might have a pet dog.”
“If you need a dog, I’ll look for a gentle and smart one. It’s better than a stray dog without geneology.”
He said it in a roundabout way, but it means not to raise a dog like ‘that’ but a breed dog.
Harry, who understood the meaning behind the words, grumbled with rage.
[Who knows who and who doesn’t know the genealogy! Do you know what kind of demon I am? If I’m going to tell you, the king of the clan…]
‘Oh, you chatterer.’
The pledge to keep his mouth shut was forgotten, and his talk would be longer.
I consciously cut off Harry’s voice and told the Baron my opinion.
“Then I’m gonna throw him back? I feel sorry. The weather is so cold.”
The baron shut up as I looked up and pointed out the window.
If Harry was a really ordinary dog, it would not be strange to freeze to death.
“I can’t find the owner and I can send him back in outside but he’s just gonna die. People have a consience. How can I do that?”
‘Life is precious, isn’t it?’
I thought that was a very natural thing to say.
The baron looked at me as if he heard something strange.
Emma was also the same. She was even fiddling with her ear, wondering if she had a hearing problem.
‘What does that mean?’
I quickly figured out why they reacted like this.
‘It’s ridiculous that a kid who was kicked out here because she was caught trying to kill a person have conscience.’5
As expected, a villain would need a villainous method.