"Okay, you’re coming with ."
I grabbed Kevin by the collar and teleported us to the forest where I first trained him. I let him go, crossing my arms, my face doing a terrible job of hiding how baffled I was by what he’d just said.
"Was that a new spell?" Kevin asked, eyes wide at the teleportation I’d just used. "Incredible... you’ve only been gone a few weeks and you’ve already learned a new power, Master!"
At this point, it honestly feels weird that he’s impressed by , considering the achievent he just pulled off.
What did he an, he recreated profaned magic? I don’t care how advanced his formula is, there’s no way he should be able to make profaned magic without chaos and divine.
I needed answers.
"Shoot that tree with a fireball. Now."
"Got it!"
He raised his hands, palms aid at the tree. Magic gathered just beyond his fingers, condensing into sothing that wasn’t quite light, wasn’t quite dark...
It was purple.
The exact sa color my profaned magic used to have.
"What the... hell?"
BOOM!
Kevin’s fireball slamd into the tree, obliterating it and leaving completely stunned.
That was...
That was actual profaned magic.
H-how...?
I know I should be proud of him for this, knowing that one of my ultimate weapons just discovered such a powerful elent. But after the incident with Beelzebub, anything involving chaos magic is under heavy suspicion now.
Especially when it didn’t happen under my supervision.
Evelina’s succubus is fine—I made that contract myself, and I’m sure Evelina double-checked everything before accepting it from .
But Kevin...?
If the reason he has chaos magic is because of a demonic contract, then I absolutely need to see it.
"Did you make a contract with a demon?" I asked, my voice coming out sharper than I intended.
"A demon...?" Kevin repeated, brows shooting up in genuine confusion. "N-no. I’m not good with contracts, so I didn’t even try."
Huh.
Okay... another question.
"What about gods? Did you co into contact with any of them?"
Kevin only shook his head at that, and... even with my trained eye, I couldn’t see any sign he was lying.
He seed sincere. And he’s definitely not the type to lie to .
Did he actually just create profaned magic without...
Wait a second.
...Why am I being so rigid about this?
I literally created my own magic, didn’t I? So who’s to say profaned magic doesn’t have other ways to co into existence?
Maybe I’m just being an idiot.
Besides, dark and light are still completely opposite elents—and so are the gods that govern them. Technically, it still counts as profaned if I factor that in...
So...
I looked back at Kevin—specifically at his hands, still radiating profaned magic. The mont he noticed, he spread his fingers wider, letting get a better look.
He really is a good student... which makes the idea of him lying even less believable.
I don’t really have a choice. I guess he really did just recreate profaned magic.
That kind of hurts my pride, to be honest.
But...
"Hey, do you think you could teleport to the Cold Iron District from here?"
Maybe I’m overestimating him a bit.
"The slums? No. I tried. From this distance, using profaned magic to teleport there would be too much for ."
"Oh?"
Well, I guess I was worrying over nothing. His so‑called profaned magic was still way weaker than mine—the one that ca from both divine and chaos.
That’s... actually kind of reassuring.
Thinking about it more, I don’t even think what he used should be called profaned magic. If anything, it felt closer to sothing like "Penumbra" than real profaned. Maybe I really did overreact.
But with Beelzebub involved, I think I’m allowed to overreact a little. I have to be careful in case he ever reaches soone close to .
"You got worried over nothing..."
I let out a sigh.
"Worried? What do you an?"
"I thought you did sothing stupid."
To be fair, I’ve been ignoring him for a while now. Maybe it’s about ti I actually start training him, so he doesn’t end up as a complete glass cannon.
Or... I could just delegate.
Yeah. That honestly sounds much better.
Besides, I still need to study for the exam. My photographic mory is helpful, sure, but I’m not going to rely on it completely. There’s a reward on the line.
I’m not about to wing this like I did with the entrance exam or the first half of the semimonthly.
"Anyway, you should go visit Vivianne."
"Vivianne? Why?"
"I want you two to train together."
"Y’know, Master, you’ve never actually trained even once, y’know?"
CLAP.
I flicked his forehead—hard enough to sting, not hard enough to leave a bruise.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Don’t question . Besides... all your breakthroughs ca from , didn’t they?"
He wasn’t wrong, but that didn’t an I was going to admit it properly. For now, I’ll just gaslight him into thinking most of his progress is thanks to . It’s not even a full lie.
And who knows, maybe I really will train him.
...Eventually.
For now, Vivianne can handle him.
I’ll have to visit her tomorrow after I finish reviewing today anyway. And it’s already getting close to evening, judging by how low the sun is sinking.
About ti I give my body so rest.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot!" Kevin called out just as I was about to teleport away. "Evelina had complete so tasks while you were gone. I figured you’d want to know, considering your... interest in her."
Calling it an "interest" was putting it mildly, but honestly, I didn’t really care. I trusted Evelina enough to give my students assignnts.
The only deal I’d made with Kevin was that I’d teach him if he agreed to serve Evelina, after all.
I guess he was keeping his end of the deal.
And I’m also glad Evelina was using him. It ans I picked the perfect pawn, since she didn’t even bother asking for my permission before giving him orders.
She’d ant it when she said it: what’s hers is mine, and what’s mine is hers.
Maybe I should ask if I can borrow her spies soti and have them take a few orders from ...
"See you later."
"Wait, you brought here just for this!?"
"Yeah, bye~."
[Darkfire Step]
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