The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem - CH 116

“Karendoll-san.”

“Y-yes…”

“I’m not asking you to forgive my slaves for what they’ve done, but I’d appreciate it if you’d make things quiet this time.”

I can see she is terrified when I speak to her, so I talk to her as little as possible. I then carefully built a magic formula from scratch for Karendoll to try learning and filled the training hall with ice flowers.

Showing a magic formula unreleased to the public in this world is as good as sharing a portion of one’s wealth.

Karendoll had known this, and since ice-based magic had been part of her family for generations, she would understand the value of the magic I had just shown her.

However, I’m merely copying an elementary magic spell using a bug, but it does the same damage as other elementary magic spells in the game. It’s just elementary magic with special visual effects.

It may come as a bit of a surprise in this world, but that’s all it is.

It’s still elementary magic, and based on her level, it’s okay to show it to Karendoll.

And since I believe it would be impossible to decipher this formula if anyone saw it, I only exposed one of my techniques and made the existence of this formula known. I also showed that it is possible to duplicate and activate elementary magic spells.

Then I left the training hall with Bridgette and Galette.

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[Karendoll’s POV]

What did I just see?

I had seen it, but I couldn’t understand.

Or perhaps it would be better to say that I could not accept it.

That Kaisar, whom I thought had no magic skills and not a shred of magic power, used a technique I had never seen before. It was a technique consisting of two characters I had never seen before, ‘0’ and ‘1’, and filled the training hall with ice flowers.

[ED: I’m guessing they use different symbols for numbers, but it’s hard to show in translation.]

Impossible.

It’s impossible.

While my brain was judging the scenario, I watched the process of Kaisar himself activating the magic spell. It filled the training hall with ice flowers while he slowly showed me the formula from scratch, enough for me to easily see it.

It is beyond the scope of magic that a human being can handle.

I felt like a fool when I thought it was amazing that my brother could make five concurrent ice flowers bloom.

At the same time, I even begin to think that what Galette, the Kaisar’s slave, said may not be a lie.