I saw Carol and the three familiars looking at me with concern, shouting something.
But there was no time to respond to them.
This was because, unlike before, 'something' was clearly visible around each of the familiars.
'What is this?'
As I unconsciously reached out my hand to the rippling black light, a warm and soft energy flowed into me.
'It's black magic.'
When I was suffering from magical amnesia, I couldn't see or feel anything, but now I can clearly see it. It was the black magic possessed by each of the familiars, Pembe, Jan, and Gorten.
The black smoke emanating from the familiar's body did not feel gloomy at all.
Rather, the clean darkness was very pure and beautiful.
Just like the color of that man's eyes and hair...
Perhaps sensing my magical power as a wizard again, the black magic of the familiars naturally flowed into me, and I responded happily.
Even though it wasn't a formal contractual relationship.
"Yvonne! What the heck! You surprised me!"
Pembe, who was pouring out healing magic because he thought I was suffering as much as last time, ran towards me and started crying and grumbling.
I hugged them tightly and kept my mouth shut, overcome with emotion that I couldn't express in words.
It occurred to me that perhaps black magic and familiars were being misused.
.
.
Soon, three short flashes of black light occurred in succession.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Yvonne, I'm here!"
"Master, you called!"
Pembe, Jan, and even Gorten all appeared in front of me in an instant.
Also.
When I opened my arms, Pembe smiled brightly and was delighted.
"Yvonne! Now that you've cured my magical amnesia, I can summon. That's a relief. I'm so relieved, really."
"Yeah. Thanks for coming, Pembe. Thanks, guys."
I was very grateful to Pembe for expressing his willingness to come running to me whenever I called.
Yes, the emotion and gratitude will come later.
I narrowed my eyes and urgently asked the familiars.
"Guys, do you see the warlocks' moving magic circle over there? Can you destroy it right now?"
"Yes, Yvonne!"
"I'll do my best, Yvonne!"
"Yes, Master! I'm going!"
As soon as he answered, Gorten jumped to the ground and disappeared, and Jan, carrying Pembe on his back, soared into the sky.
Kookoogugugukung-!
The ground shook loudly again with the sound of massive magical power moving.
This time, the noise and vibration were louder, so it was clear that the moving magic circle was activated.
'Oh, I guess I'm a step too late!'
Paat!
“Ugh.”
At that moment, a large burst of crimson light erupted from the moving magic circle, and it became so dark that it was difficult to see even an inch ahead.
In the end, the moving magic circle was activated.
In the pitch-black darkness, I bit my lower lip nervously.
'Did the familiars fail?'
While I was worried that I might have lost them, the surroundings, which had become dark, began to gradually regain their light.
"Uh?"
However, two warlocks remained in front of the moving magic circle.
The familiars have succeeded in partially destroying the moving magic circle!
Oh my goodness. Our familiars are so beautiful, they're the best. They're geniuses!
The two warlocks who had been unable to escape looked around with pale faces.
“Ugh.”
“W-this can’t be happening! What, what is it?”
What the heck, this is a mess.
Of course, Adrian and the three warlocks moved and missed...
"Ah."
Before anyone knew it, Rudnine had rushed forward and was threatening two warlocks with the tip of his sword.
Just looking into his pitch-black eyes, bathed in an eerie light, was enough to send the warlocks on the verge of fainting.
'Aha? That guy is that guy?'
I had recently spoken to one of them, so I immediately recognized him and chuckled in shock.
Soon, Gorten, who had risen from the ground, ran to me first, bowed his head, and apologized to me.
"I'm sorry, Master. I failed."
“You failed! You succeeded, good job!”
As I was stroking the sullen Gorten's head, Ant Rudican came up to me and opened his mouth wide in admiration, saying, "You're a fairy who even commands lizards."
But then suddenly, I started to worry.
Every time I fight alongside the warlocks in the future, I'll be relying on the help of my familiars. How should I explain this to everyone?
For now, I will fight with all my might...
I have to be careful.
I'm not a warlock yet, but it's a sensitive time.
In a situation where I am facing off against the warlocks, I cannot officially reveal that I am receiving help from a familiar and fight.
'Not everyone is as unbiased as Rudnine.'
Soon, Jan appeared carrying Pembe.
Pembe looked at me with an embarrassed expression and apologized.
"Yvonne! The moving magic circle was already halfway through, so it was difficult to interrupt. I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, Yvonne, uhhh!"
"Good job. I told you, you did really well. I'll call you early next time. It's my fault."
I shook my head, holding the cute familiars in my arms, who were apologizing one after another while sobbing.
Then, Ant Rudican covered his mouth and exclaimed in admiration.
“Oh my goodness! A hamster flying on a bird! You’re really good at taming animals, aren’t you, Fairy?!”
'He's a strange person, really.'
“...Well, should we go and see them quickly? Haha.”
I quickly turned around and ran towards Rudnine, who was holding back the two warlocks who had failed to escape.
He turned his head away before I could even approach him and shouted worriedly.
“Yvonne. Are you hurt anywhere?”
“I’m fine. How’s Rudd?”
“Thanks to Yvonne, I wasn't hurt. Yvonne is amazing.”
At the tip of Rudnine's sword, smiling affectionately, lay the neck of a warlock. His face, slashed by the sharp blade and dripping with blood, was ashen.
I stood before the warlock, who was on the verge of death by his sword.
And then I looked down at the guy and smiled faintly.
“We’re old friends, right?”
“...”
"Why are you pretending not to know? You came to the Argenthoz mansion, didn't you? You said you were a servant at the Palace of Peace. Did you find the owner of the lost brooch?"
The warlock, listening to my grumbling, crumpled his face and shut his mouth tightly.
Then Rudnine twisted his lips cynically.
“Aren’t you going to answer?”
“Ugh!”
When he thrust his sword further, I stopped Rudnine because I thought the warlock would really die from excessive bleeding.
"Just a moment. I have a lot to ask him. Hold on, Rudd."
“Yvonne is so generous that it makes me sad.”
He reluctantly put away his sword, sighed deeply, and walked next to me.
However, the warlock who came to me claiming to be a servant of the Palace of Peace still did not understand my situation and was talking nonsense to me.
“You’re so good at talking after stealing someone else’s familiar, my lady.”
“A familiar?”
"Yes. My familiar, Gorten! His appearance has changed, but that lizard is definitely my familiar, Gorten."
I glanced down at Gorten, who was standing at my feet, in surprise.
"Gorten! You broke the contract without permission and ran away. What are you doing there?"
The warlock screamed loudly.
“That man... seems to have lost his mind.”
Rudnine gripped his sword tightly again and stepped forward.
The eyes were beautifully curved, containing pitch-black eyes that were terrifyingly cold and glowing.
I shook my head and patted his shoulder to calm him down.
“Just bear with it, Rudd.”
“But he dared to yell at Yvonne.”
I barely managed to calm him down, as if he was barely controlling his anger, and then stared at Gorten again.
I thought maybe he might want to go back to his old master, the warlock.
But Gorten's black magic was still firmly connected to me.
At that moment, Pembe jumped up and got angry.
"What are you thinking, Yvonne?! As I said before, we absolutely hated those warlocks who were forced into contracts. Gorten, right?"
"Of course! I hate him!"
Soon after, Gorten shook his head and refused, as if he had no interest in his old master.
A smile naturally appears on my lips.
Cute things.
I turned my head towards the still grumbling warlock.
“Gorten was the familiar of our Majesty, the Empress?”
“Yee! Gorten, come back here!”
"Hmm."
I crossed my arms and tilted my head, rubbing my chin with a troubled expression.
"Wait, let's be clear. First of all, I didn't steal Gorten. Gorten followed me because he liked me."
“What, what did you say?”
“Right, Gorten?”
Gorten nodded his head wildly and spun around in place.
I smiled with satisfaction at the cute Gorten's answer and walked closer to the warlock.
But then, suddenly, the warlock started hurling unspeakable curses at Gorten.
'This kid.'
I was really annoyed.
Standing in front of him, I eventually lost my senses and crumpled my expression into a grimace.
“What, what is it?”
“...You. Why are you speaking informally to me, you son of a bitch?”
In my anger, I forgot that the guy was a weak warlock and kicked him hard in the stomach.
“Ugh!”
"Really! You should've been polite to each other a long time ago. And now, Gorten, that's our kid! Why are you swearing at our kid and yelling at him, you idiot!"
“Ugh, oooh!”
Our frail warlock choked, spat out blood from his mouth, and then collapsed with a thud.
‘Huh? I only kicked him once...’
"Yvonne, you've got something dirty on your feet. Step back."
“Fairy! Are you alright?”
Unlike me, who was surprised, Rudnine and his adjutant were worried about my shoes, which were slightly stained with the blood the warlock had vomited.
No, you guys! That's not the issue right now.
'Hey, are you dead?'
The moment I was about to check on the life or death of the fallen man, a warlock who had been trembling and waiting for a while, suddenly crawled quickly towards me.
'What is this?'
He knelt quietly at my feet and smiled.
"You've taken my familiar over there, Princess Sword Master Wizard! I hope you'll take good care of it. I'd be more than happy if you could use it."
What the heck is this new crazy guy! What the hell is this Sword Master Wizard talking about?
My mouth fell open, but before I could respond, the warlock bowed deeply to me.
“Long live the Princess.”
A warlock who laughs and flatters in a disgusting way.
It was Rudnine who blocked my path, blocking that guy's burdensome gaze.
He muttered resentfully, his voice filled with irritation.
“What if the warlock is also possessed after the familiar?”
I don't think he's possessed, he's just scared...
I had to coax him for a long time to prevent him from falling into another strange misunderstanding and becoming upset.
“I’m sorry, Mother. I, I...”
Adrian woke up in a spacious storeroom in the Palace of Peace, and as soon as his eyes met with Empress Giselle's, he knelt down and apologized.
Empress Giselle silently looked at his messy, tangled hair and his dazed, clouded eyes.
It could have been dangerous.
Honestly, she thought Yvonne Argenthoz still had feelings for Adrian when she sent him, but when did he become so close with the Duke of Iels?
Moreover, Princess Yvonne noticed Adrian's condition as if she could see through the warlock's brainwashing and even shook her.
Adrian's brainwashing almost broke, and her precious 'key' was destroyed.
So, she quickly contacted the warlocks and asked them to bring Adrian.
"Your ability to perceive dark magic is extraordinary. Are you a genius? Yvonne Argenthoz, you're too dangerous."
But there was no time to respond to them.
This was because, unlike before, 'something' was clearly visible around each of the familiars.
'What is this?'
As I unconsciously reached out my hand to the rippling black light, a warm and soft energy flowed into me.
'It's black magic.'
When I was suffering from magical amnesia, I couldn't see or feel anything, but now I can clearly see it. It was the black magic possessed by each of the familiars, Pembe, Jan, and Gorten.
The black smoke emanating from the familiar's body did not feel gloomy at all.
Rather, the clean darkness was very pure and beautiful.
Just like the color of that man's eyes and hair...
Perhaps sensing my magical power as a wizard again, the black magic of the familiars naturally flowed into me, and I responded happily.
Even though it wasn't a formal contractual relationship.
"Yvonne! What the heck! You surprised me!"
Pembe, who was pouring out healing magic because he thought I was suffering as much as last time, ran towards me and started crying and grumbling.
I hugged them tightly and kept my mouth shut, overcome with emotion that I couldn't express in words.
It occurred to me that perhaps black magic and familiars were being misused.
.
.
Soon, three short flashes of black light occurred in succession.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Yvonne, I'm here!"
"Master, you called!"
Pembe, Jan, and even Gorten all appeared in front of me in an instant.
Also.
When I opened my arms, Pembe smiled brightly and was delighted.
"Yvonne! Now that you've cured my magical amnesia, I can summon. That's a relief. I'm so relieved, really."
"Yeah. Thanks for coming, Pembe. Thanks, guys."
I was very grateful to Pembe for expressing his willingness to come running to me whenever I called.
Yes, the emotion and gratitude will come later.
I narrowed my eyes and urgently asked the familiars.
"Guys, do you see the warlocks' moving magic circle over there? Can you destroy it right now?"
"Yes, Yvonne!"
"I'll do my best, Yvonne!"
"Yes, Master! I'm going!"
As soon as he answered, Gorten jumped to the ground and disappeared, and Jan, carrying Pembe on his back, soared into the sky.
Kookoogugugukung-!
The ground shook loudly again with the sound of massive magical power moving.
This time, the noise and vibration were louder, so it was clear that the moving magic circle was activated.
'Oh, I guess I'm a step too late!'
Paat!
“Ugh.”
At that moment, a large burst of crimson light erupted from the moving magic circle, and it became so dark that it was difficult to see even an inch ahead.
In the end, the moving magic circle was activated.
In the pitch-black darkness, I bit my lower lip nervously.
'Did the familiars fail?'
While I was worried that I might have lost them, the surroundings, which had become dark, began to gradually regain their light.
"Uh?"
However, two warlocks remained in front of the moving magic circle.
The familiars have succeeded in partially destroying the moving magic circle!
Oh my goodness. Our familiars are so beautiful, they're the best. They're geniuses!
The two warlocks who had been unable to escape looked around with pale faces.
“Ugh.”
“W-this can’t be happening! What, what is it?”
What the heck, this is a mess.
Of course, Adrian and the three warlocks moved and missed...
"Ah."
Before anyone knew it, Rudnine had rushed forward and was threatening two warlocks with the tip of his sword.
Just looking into his pitch-black eyes, bathed in an eerie light, was enough to send the warlocks on the verge of fainting.
'Aha? That guy is that guy?'
I had recently spoken to one of them, so I immediately recognized him and chuckled in shock.
Soon, Gorten, who had risen from the ground, ran to me first, bowed his head, and apologized to me.
"I'm sorry, Master. I failed."
“You failed! You succeeded, good job!”
As I was stroking the sullen Gorten's head, Ant Rudican came up to me and opened his mouth wide in admiration, saying, "You're a fairy who even commands lizards."
But then suddenly, I started to worry.
Every time I fight alongside the warlocks in the future, I'll be relying on the help of my familiars. How should I explain this to everyone?
For now, I will fight with all my might...
I have to be careful.
I'm not a warlock yet, but it's a sensitive time.
In a situation where I am facing off against the warlocks, I cannot officially reveal that I am receiving help from a familiar and fight.
'Not everyone is as unbiased as Rudnine.'
Soon, Jan appeared carrying Pembe.
Pembe looked at me with an embarrassed expression and apologized.
"Yvonne! The moving magic circle was already halfway through, so it was difficult to interrupt. I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, Yvonne, uhhh!"
"Good job. I told you, you did really well. I'll call you early next time. It's my fault."
I shook my head, holding the cute familiars in my arms, who were apologizing one after another while sobbing.
Then, Ant Rudican covered his mouth and exclaimed in admiration.
“Oh my goodness! A hamster flying on a bird! You’re really good at taming animals, aren’t you, Fairy?!”
'He's a strange person, really.'
“...Well, should we go and see them quickly? Haha.”
I quickly turned around and ran towards Rudnine, who was holding back the two warlocks who had failed to escape.
He turned his head away before I could even approach him and shouted worriedly.
“Yvonne. Are you hurt anywhere?”
“I’m fine. How’s Rudd?”
“Thanks to Yvonne, I wasn't hurt. Yvonne is amazing.”
At the tip of Rudnine's sword, smiling affectionately, lay the neck of a warlock. His face, slashed by the sharp blade and dripping with blood, was ashen.
I stood before the warlock, who was on the verge of death by his sword.
And then I looked down at the guy and smiled faintly.
“We’re old friends, right?”
“...”
"Why are you pretending not to know? You came to the Argenthoz mansion, didn't you? You said you were a servant at the Palace of Peace. Did you find the owner of the lost brooch?"
The warlock, listening to my grumbling, crumpled his face and shut his mouth tightly.
Then Rudnine twisted his lips cynically.
“Aren’t you going to answer?”
“Ugh!”
When he thrust his sword further, I stopped Rudnine because I thought the warlock would really die from excessive bleeding.
"Just a moment. I have a lot to ask him. Hold on, Rudd."
“Yvonne is so generous that it makes me sad.”
He reluctantly put away his sword, sighed deeply, and walked next to me.
However, the warlock who came to me claiming to be a servant of the Palace of Peace still did not understand my situation and was talking nonsense to me.
“You’re so good at talking after stealing someone else’s familiar, my lady.”
“A familiar?”
"Yes. My familiar, Gorten! His appearance has changed, but that lizard is definitely my familiar, Gorten."
I glanced down at Gorten, who was standing at my feet, in surprise.
"Gorten! You broke the contract without permission and ran away. What are you doing there?"
The warlock screamed loudly.
“That man... seems to have lost his mind.”
Rudnine gripped his sword tightly again and stepped forward.
The eyes were beautifully curved, containing pitch-black eyes that were terrifyingly cold and glowing.
I shook my head and patted his shoulder to calm him down.
“Just bear with it, Rudd.”
“But he dared to yell at Yvonne.”
I barely managed to calm him down, as if he was barely controlling his anger, and then stared at Gorten again.
I thought maybe he might want to go back to his old master, the warlock.
But Gorten's black magic was still firmly connected to me.
At that moment, Pembe jumped up and got angry.
"What are you thinking, Yvonne?! As I said before, we absolutely hated those warlocks who were forced into contracts. Gorten, right?"
"Of course! I hate him!"
Soon after, Gorten shook his head and refused, as if he had no interest in his old master.
A smile naturally appears on my lips.
Cute things.
I turned my head towards the still grumbling warlock.
“Gorten was the familiar of our Majesty, the Empress?”
“Yee! Gorten, come back here!”
"Hmm."
I crossed my arms and tilted my head, rubbing my chin with a troubled expression.
"Wait, let's be clear. First of all, I didn't steal Gorten. Gorten followed me because he liked me."
“What, what did you say?”
“Right, Gorten?”
Gorten nodded his head wildly and spun around in place.
I smiled with satisfaction at the cute Gorten's answer and walked closer to the warlock.
But then, suddenly, the warlock started hurling unspeakable curses at Gorten.
'This kid.'
I was really annoyed.
Standing in front of him, I eventually lost my senses and crumpled my expression into a grimace.
“What, what is it?”
“...You. Why are you speaking informally to me, you son of a bitch?”
In my anger, I forgot that the guy was a weak warlock and kicked him hard in the stomach.
“Ugh!”
"Really! You should've been polite to each other a long time ago. And now, Gorten, that's our kid! Why are you swearing at our kid and yelling at him, you idiot!"
“Ugh, oooh!”
Our frail warlock choked, spat out blood from his mouth, and then collapsed with a thud.
‘Huh? I only kicked him once...’
"Yvonne, you've got something dirty on your feet. Step back."
“Fairy! Are you alright?”
Unlike me, who was surprised, Rudnine and his adjutant were worried about my shoes, which were slightly stained with the blood the warlock had vomited.
No, you guys! That's not the issue right now.
'Hey, are you dead?'
The moment I was about to check on the life or death of the fallen man, a warlock who had been trembling and waiting for a while, suddenly crawled quickly towards me.
'What is this?'
He knelt quietly at my feet and smiled.
"You've taken my familiar over there, Princess Sword Master Wizard! I hope you'll take good care of it. I'd be more than happy if you could use it."
What the heck is this new crazy guy! What the hell is this Sword Master Wizard talking about?
My mouth fell open, but before I could respond, the warlock bowed deeply to me.
“Long live the Princess.”
A warlock who laughs and flatters in a disgusting way.
It was Rudnine who blocked my path, blocking that guy's burdensome gaze.
He muttered resentfully, his voice filled with irritation.
“What if the warlock is also possessed after the familiar?”
I don't think he's possessed, he's just scared...
I had to coax him for a long time to prevent him from falling into another strange misunderstanding and becoming upset.
***
“I’m sorry, Mother. I, I...”
Adrian woke up in a spacious storeroom in the Palace of Peace, and as soon as his eyes met with Empress Giselle's, he knelt down and apologized.
Empress Giselle silently looked at his messy, tangled hair and his dazed, clouded eyes.
It could have been dangerous.
Honestly, she thought Yvonne Argenthoz still had feelings for Adrian when she sent him, but when did he become so close with the Duke of Iels?
Moreover, Princess Yvonne noticed Adrian's condition as if she could see through the warlock's brainwashing and even shook her.
Adrian's brainwashing almost broke, and her precious 'key' was destroyed.
So, she quickly contacted the warlocks and asked them to bring Adrian.
"Your ability to perceive dark magic is extraordinary. Are you a genius? Yvonne Argenthoz, you're too dangerous."
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