In fact, magic is a hard science where what you do matches what you get.

　On his journey, Mehranze is being taught magic by Everis.
　In the moonlight of the forest.
　Sitting alongside the shoulders of a tirelessly walking mithril golem, Everis traced his fingers across a blackboard of light that was just large enough to fit in his lap and wrote on it.

"Pour in the magic you need and activate the formula to give it shape. And you get the result. Hmm, chemistry.
　Amateurs tend to think of magic as the mysterious art of all things, but it's not.
I see. ......

　I'm sure you've heard of it, but I've never heard of it.
　In the past, Miaranse had almost no magical talent, but after she was turned into a vampire by Rene, she was filled with evil power. Even though it was an afterthought, he had enough talent, he just needed to learn and train.
　To help Renai in any way I can.

"Well, there are exceptions, aren't there?

　Everis poked the light plate a few times.
　A small window appeared and disappeared, and then what appeared to be a celestial globe appeared.

You know the myths, don't you, Mehranze?　You know the myths, don't you, about how this world came to be?
You know the myth, don't you, Mehranze, about how this world came to be? "...... A 'middleman' who existed alone in the void, who understood himself and created everything that was in conflict with .......
That's it. That's it. That's when all the laws of the world were born. So did magic.
　Well, think about it.
　The power that created those rules has the power to transcend the laws of the world, doesn't it?
"Oh, ......, sure.

　Royalty, nobility, and those who make and enforce rules are usually not bound by those rules.
　I'm sure you're not the only one.

"The power of creation. A power that exists one step above the laws of this world. It is sometimes called the power of mystery.
　When the middle man ripped himself open and created the world. The vast mystical power of creation was also divided.
　We individual life forms have about a grain of sand's worth of mystical power, too. ...... Most of the mystical power is held by the gods of right and wrong.
　...... Actually, that's why sacred magic and curse magic, which draw on the power of the gods, sometimes have results that don't add up. That's what I was referring to when I said exceptions.
So you can borrow a piece of that powerful mystical power by practicing curse magic?
Yes, yes. That's right.
　By the way, the princess is a bundle of mystery in her very existence. She is blessed by the evil gods.

　Mihranze was slightly elated.
　The power that fills this body is the power that leads to the evil gods.
　No longer was Mehranze helpless. She was no longer the helpless girl who had been absurdly deprived of her family and turned into human chattel. With this power given to her by her beloved princess, Miaranse can change the world just a little bit. She can fight for ...... Rene.

But mystical powers can be tricky to deal with.
　I'm not sure what to make of it.
　If you see such a thing, ...... you can be sure that neither the laws of the physical world nor the power of magic will apply to it.
　Avoid them if possible, and if you do get involved, be very careful.

　Dr. Everis nails it, as if by accident.

"Even the Princess, who is said to be full of mysteries, can't compete with other mysteries?
"Hmmm, ......, the princess ignores the laws of this world and is oriented towards 'self-enhancement' and 'self-preservation'.
　You may not be able to do anything against a mystery that develops a special environment and imposes rules on you. ......

　I'm not sure.

　It felt like his head was being scrambled, but gradually, Miarandze became more and more aware.
　It was like the morning after a perverted aristocrat had drugged him for fun.

"U......

　Something was pressing against the wall from the front.
　I thought it was just Mehranze lying face down on the floor.

　Yes, the floor.
　On a hard floor with only a thin carpet, Miarandze was lying face down.

What is this place ......?
　I thought I was in the Great Forest of Goosenfall. ......

　When he sat up and looked around, he saw that he was in a dimly lit room of a mansion.
　The atmosphere was that of a common room, with chairs and desks lined up and flames flickering in the fireplace on the wall.
　The magic lamp protruding from the wall was covered with a glass shaped like a flower bud.

　Despite the lights and fireplace, the room was somehow dimly lit.
　The room has an eerie atmosphere, as if everything is old and out of date.
　Outside the window was a dark night that looked like it had been smeared with ink.

　As he stood up, Miarandze noticed something strange.
　The sensation was not there, as it should be.
　Rubbing his back, Miarandze immediately realized what was wrong.

"...... No wings?　No way!

　I'm not sure what to make of it.
　I'm not sure what to make of this.

　As if driven by frustration, Miaranse bent over the nearest window.
　Since it was strangely dark outside the window, Miarandze's image was clearly reflected in the window like a mirror.



"My eyes aren't ...... red. ......

　Blood-red eyes are another sign of a vampire.
　However, in the mirror, Miarelanze's face has the same amber eyes as her mother's, who was killed. In the dimly lit room, the pupils are round and dilated.

　I can't feel the flow of evil power swirling inside her body.
　No, on the contrary, her body is as hot as the living.

　--Was he stripped of his vampire powers?　...... What the hell is this place, anyway? ......

　Miaranse tried desperately to regain her memory and understand what had happened.
　Suddenly, in the middle of the forest, a light surrounded him and he found himself here. It was a human-like architecture that would not have existed in that forest. That might explain the transference or something.
　But it's absolutely ridiculous that I'm no longer a vampire.
　It is common knowledge that those who become undead are destroyed and their souls ascend to the heavens, and cannot return to human form until they are purified. ......
　It's not impossible, but I don't think miracles can be sold cheaply like that.
　Are you suggesting that the elves had that much power?

　--No. ...... I'll worry about myself later!

　I care about what happened to me, but I have other things to think about first.
　There was no one else in the dimly lit room but Mihranze. There was no one else in the dimly lit room.

"...... Princess!　Where is the princess?

　Mihranze thinks he is insignificant.
　I don't know who's behind this strange situation, but I don't think it's a trick aimed at Mehranze.
　It's definitely something aimed at Rene.

　Miaranse was either caught up in it or removed from the way. ...... In any case, Miaranse's presence here now was probably an attempt on Rene's life.

　No one answered his call.
　But Mehranze's high ears picked up the sound of the floor creaking like a beast.
　It was coming from the room next door.

　He opened the door, which seemed to have been lavishly carved from a single piece of wood, and found a similar room right next door.
　And there was a silver girl, looking at Mehranze with a surprised face as she burst into the room.

　Rene always wore a pure white dress with a fresh blood rose engraved on it, but now she was wearing a common linen dress.
　But no matter what she wears, her beauty will never fade, like a cold silver moon or a star that has fallen to the earth.

"Princess!　Are you all right? ......

　In the event that you're not sure what you're looking for, there are a few things you can do.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I'm not sure what to say, but I think it's a good idea.
"What ......?

　Miaranse shuddered as if struck by lightning, and then exclaimed.