Attribute restraint? Sorry, I am a full magician

Dom is currently sitting on the Demon King's throne in the Demon King's Palace. He recalls the scene where he met Ivan and the way Ivan looked at him at that time.

He smiled knowingly. Now he finally understood why the other party fell into silence.

"He must be wondering why I don't have the Chain of Sloth on me."

Dom casually released a few chains of laziness, and the eyes of judgment behind him opened. At that moment, he was the master of this world.

That is a skill exclusive to the Sin of Sloth. It was also the skill of the former Demon King Ivan, but now it has become his Dom's skill.

He saw countless chains swinging in the air, and he looked through the Demon King's Tower at the countless demons in the city of Pandimaninan. Regardless of their strength or status, they all carry the chain of laziness more or less with them.

This is the power of the sin of laziness. Any creature or even object will be locked in the chain of laziness at the moment of birth. It can only break free from the chain of laziness by constantly improving itself.

Only the stronger people will be less affected by the chain of laziness.

Dom thought about Ivan's reaction and couldn't help but sigh,

"It turns out that from that moment on, you were destined to inherit the power of original sin to me. It's true."

Dom thought that when he was still Virtus, he inherited the power of original sin to Ivan before he died, and he felt that his fate was wonderful.

At this moment, countless chains of laziness in his hand suddenly rushed into his body and entangled themselves with a line of words somewhere in his soul.

That string of words was exactly what Ciel had engraved on him. It was the imprint of Ciel's soul that he should not harm. It had been bothering him for who knows how many years.

Although this line of writing has been dimmed a lot, thanks to the divine cleansing after Tiamat's death, this line of writing has not been completely removed.

This is also the reason why he has never done anything to Ciel since he returned to this era hundreds of years ago.

From the moment he arranged for Nerul to drop himself, Vertus, from the altar, and then forced him to enter the Scepter of Eternity, all he could do was to put Ciel into a deep sleep.

At the same time, he also tried his best to make all the gods leave and fall asleep, thus reaching a state where the development of magic in the entire world came to a standstill.

His purpose was to find a way to dilute the soul mark left by Ciel on him.

At this moment, when those hundreds of lazy loves entangled with the law left by Charles, they disintegrated and disappeared in an instant, without making the law dilute at all.

"Isn't this also possible? It seems that I can only wait for Freya to send me the divine fragments."

The divine fragment he mentioned was the secret he finally discovered by chance after hundreds of years of hard work.

The divinity of the dead god is the only thing that can dilute this mark.

This was also the reason why he wanted to operate on Tiamat, and also why he allowed the true body to come. If it weren't for his acquiescence, Tiamat's body wouldn't even be able to come to this human world.

At this moment, the human world is constantly merging with Blue Star. It has now reached the final stage of integration. I believe that in a short time, the two worlds will reach the level of complete integration.

"I don't know how Freya's collection of divinities is going."

He thought like this while sitting on the throne, and slowly picked up the Book of the Dead, which was the magic note he had written.

As he looked through the magic recorded in the Book of the Dead, his thoughts returned to the era when Ciel completed the replacement of the Shadow Web and dominated the world, that is, the era when he and Sephanie met.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, it was precisely because of his broken memories during that period that he truly experienced the feeling of being carefree.

Even if he thinks about it now, it was the happiest time for him.

Dom's eyes were distracted, and Sephiny's face appeared in his memory.

"Hey! Why have you been in a daze since you came back from the temple? Dom!"

Sephiny's sweet voice sounded in Dom's ears.

At this moment, the two of them were grilling fish by the campfire.

After the trip to the temple, the relationship between them changed subtly, but Dom's state also changed, and unexplained fragments kept appearing in his mind.

Dom shook his head, he didn't know how to explain.

Because memories from different eras kept popping up in his mind, Dom thought there was something wrong with his brain. He didn't know why he was a pope in ancient times and then a store clerk in an unknown world.

Regarding these fragments of memory, he even felt that they were all imaginary stories, not his real memories.

"Ah, nothing."

Dom waved his hand towards Sephiny.

"After I came back from the temple, a lot of memory fragments popped up in my mind, but these fragments are a bit out of context and don't look like normal memories."

"It's okay, just forget about those things. It's okay if you can't remember them anyway. Let's go to the city tomorrow. If you can do magic, you might be able to enter the magic academy."

At this time, Sefenni suddenly lowered his head, his expression became a little depressed,

“I just don’t know how many gold coins the Magic Academy will ask for this year.”

Dom knew what Sephiny meant, because magic academies usually require a large amount of gold coins to enter the academy, which is why there are few magicians in this era.

They didn't know at this time that this was Ciel's deliberate action, because Ciel always felt an uneasy feeling, which was the feeling after she became the only true god in this world.

She still doesn't know where this feeling of insecurity comes from. While allowing people in the world to maintain a certain group of people to maintain her Shadow Knowledge Network, she also restricts the appearance of a large number of magicians to threaten her status.

Dom waved his hand and comforted Sephiny.

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't enter the magic academy, you see."

As he spoke, countless stars of light flew out of his fingertips, flying into the air like fireflies.

"Wow! What kind of magic is this?"

Sephiny spoke excitedly, her eyes filled with sparkles at the moment.

"Isn't it so beautiful?!"

Seeing Sephiny's expression, Dom was also smiling.

"This is the light magic I just learned, the light of fireflies, specially developed for you."

The two people's eyes met, and then they quickly looked away, with blushes on their faces.

At this moment, he still didn't know that it was precisely because of his light magic that Sephiny made up his mind to save enough money for Dom to enter the magic academy.

Sephiny, who was originally destitute, began racking his brains to do something for the sweetheart in front of him, but little did he know that this foreshadowed the subsequent tragedy.