I was reborn as a villainous aristocrat, but to be honest, I’m having too much fun with magic – I’m creating all kinds of unique magic, and before I know it, I’m going to be the next Demon King!

I, Christina Riggle Asmodei, can be said to be a born genius.

Apparently, I used magic for the first time when I was only three years old, before I could even remember anything.

In essence, magic requires a correct understanding of the meaning of chanting and converting magical power into magic, so it takes a long time to be able to use it. Around five or six years old is normal.. Moreover, it can be said that it is early even at that age.

And yet, when I was almost a little girl, I began to imitate my father’s magic and actually unleashed it, just as if I were imitating him.

At first, magic was fun.

Whenever I used magic, my magic tutor and maids would clap their hands and praise me.

“Miss Christina, you’re amazing!” “You’re a genius!” and so on.

But when I had mastered advanced magic before I turned ten, the look on their faces was not one of admiration but of fear.

I think at the time I wanted praise.

I was called a genius, but that was the only time I tried my best.

I had to practice for half a day for the advanced magic, although I could use it once I saw it.

However, the moment I used advanced magic, their eyes were not looking at the same person, but as if they were seeing some strange monster.

After a while, I learned that advanced magic is something that can only be mastered after a lifetime of study of magic.

When I mastered advanced magic, I was able to use magic without chanting.

I realized that I could reproduce the movement of magical power without chanting.

Thinking that this time I would be able to do it, I tried to perform the magic without chanting in front of the maids, who were far away from me.

As a result, a clear rift formed between me and the people around me.

Apparently the last person to use chantless magic was a human who died a hundred years ago.

After that, I lost interest in magic.

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After I turned ten years old, I ran out of things to do.

History, geography, politics – all of my tutors told me they had nothing to teach me anymore, and my time for studying, which used to take up half of my day, was completely gone.

The people around me kept saying that I was a genius, but for me, I just did it naturally.

At the time, I wondered what were they saying that was so difficult, since it is more difficult to forget something that has been taught once.

To fill that free time, I became interested in martial arts.

I had never held a weapon in my life, although I realized that my magic was already the best in the world.

In other words, I was at the very bottom of the martial arts world at that time.

I studied under a knight who served the Asmodai family, thinking that if I did this, I wouldn’t be separated from those around me.

As it turned out, in less than a month I had acquired the strength to overpower all the knights.

As for me, I was just wielding a weapon.

Sure, in the beginning, I kept losing.

However, after fighting a few times, I understood how to win.

The opponent’s line of sight, preliminary movements, arm length, and height differences — if you consider these things, it won’t be difficult to take advantage of your opponent.

At the time, I was wondering, “What on earth were they doing to be so weak after spending so many years practicing martial arts?”

Then, when I went to the training ground, the knights I was training with started leaving all at once, so I stopped holding a weapon before I knew it.

After that, I lost interest in martial arts.

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However, there was one person who was very important to me.

Friedrich Riggle Asmodai.

He is my younger brother by three years.

Even when I used advanced magic, he laughed and praised me.

He also praised me for being awesome and amazing when I overpowered the knights.

Friedrich always toddled behind me and imitated everything.

Maybe he had no talent, perhaps, for wielding magic or weapons, but he seemed to enjoy just doing what I did.

Even if everyone around me kept their distance from me, only he would stay by my side.

Before I knew it, Friedrich had become the purpose of my life.

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When I turned twelve years old.

I had lost interest in magic and had lost interest in martial arts.

All I had to do was do something and people would stare at me in awe.

Even if I could do something reasonably well, people around me would either work hard for years to finally do it, or their life will end before it.

I was disappointed in people other than myself and thought life was boring.

The scenery was gray and uninteresting, and all I wanted to do was eat and sleep.

I had only one purpose in life.

For Friedrich, who loved me.

Only when I was with him was my life full of color and joy.

I taught him how to study. I taught him magic. I taught him martial arts.

He didn’t seem to have any talent, but we still laughed. It was fun.

Friedrich is different from the people around him.

He sees me for who I am, not for what I do perfectly.

I can say that I was genuinely laughing from the bottom of my heart at that moment.

–But that was because he was a child.

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When Friedrich turned ten.

It seemed to me that, gradually, he and I were growing apart.

When I asked him to practice magic with me, he began to refuse.

Not only that, he began to neglect his daily training.

And then I realized.

I noticed the disgust in Friedrich’s eyes as he looked at me.

At that moment, I was confused.

Confused – but I soon realized: ‘Oh, he’s just like everyone else around him.’

After all, he was attached to me because he was a child.

He was so innocent that he just didn’t realize how much of a monster I was and was feared by everyone around me

He just didn’t know that using advanced magic wasn’t just ‘great magic’ and that it was a skill that he could never master no matter how hard he tried.

A year later, our relationship ended as if it had never existed.

Friedrich began to look at me with a mixture of hatred and jealousy, and I began to despise him for not making any effort.

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“.…”

I woke up in my room.

Beyond the window, the sky was turning into an azure red.

I had apparently fallen asleep.

“…Anyway, I had a nostalgic dream.”

When I met Friedrich for the first time after a year, he seemed to have grown a little stronger.

His body seemed more robust, and I could see the strength in his eyes.

And it seemed like the way he looked at me had softened.

“…I wonder if he was nervous.”

But I don’t think his feelings towards me have changed.

It was either his nervousness or my misjudgment.

“..Now”

I looked around the room.

In the middle of the neatly organized room, there was a bag that didn’t contain many items.

I was just about to finish preparing for my trip.

There is no reason for me to stay here any longer.

In this country, women are not allowed to take over the legacy of their families.

The gap between me and the people who live here will never be bridged, and my father has been acting suspiciously for several years now.

Besides, my brother would be more relaxed without me.

The reason he stopped trying is because of me.

If there is a wall around him that he cannot overcome no matter how hard he tries, he will lose the will to try.

Besides, I don’t want to see him anymore either.

I don’t want to see him stop trying for that reason alone, and be lazy enough not to improve himself.

–Knock-knock.

“…?”

Suddenly, there is a knock on the door.

Could it be the maid coming to tell me that dinner is ready?

“Come in.”

At my voice, the door slowly opens. It seemed to be a little “timid” to open the door that way.

I wondered if there had ever been a maid who opened the door that way.

My question was soon answered.

For some reason, the person who entered the room was…

“Friedrich…?”

It was my brother, Friedrich.

He looked very nervous.

“G-Good evening. Elder Sister.”

Friedrich said in a tone that reminded me of the old days.

Involuntarily, I froze.

It had been years since he had spoken to me like this.

“…!”

Friedrich looked behind me and opened his eyes a little.

Perhaps he had found me preparing for my trip.

However, his reaction was surprisingly limited, and he looked me straight in the eye.

For a while, he muffles his mouth. He seemed to have something he wanted to say, but couldn’t quite bring himself to say it.

“…hehe”

I smiled in a way, trying not to let him know.

For some reason, the expression on his face now was the same as the one he had when he was young.

….?

What is this strange feeling?

It was a atmosphere of him I had not seen in a long time.

And now he is visiting my room, which he has not even tried to approach.

As I was searching for answers, Friedrich opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.

“Elder Sister. Would you like to duel with me?”