I made science magic

At midnight, in Pedrol's mansion, continuous explosions and roars continued to come from the outside world. Ivina, who was leaning against the corner at the moment, seemed not to hear it. Cowhide ropes cut by sharp wooden thorns were scattered nearby.

, her white jade fingers trembled slightly, turning over the yellowed diary in her hand.

[In November of the year 708 of the Holy Calendar, Pedroel added a new baby. He looks small, white and tender. His name is... Ivina? Am I a brother?]

[It’s another day of training. As the eldest son of Pedrol, I must work harder. Are you watching me practice swordsmanship? Ivina? Then I need to work harder...]

[Sparring, I really miss it... the way I picked up the sword back then, this time I am the teacher...]

[Ten moves, let me save you some face... But you don’t have to cry if you lose, right? It’s so cute, Ivina...]

[Thirty-seven moves, it’s only been four months. No, I must not have used all my strength. I should be more serious next time...]

[Lost, I actually lost, how is this possible? It’s really embarrassing in front of you. As a brother, I must work hard to win it back next time...]

[Ivina, why can you always easily learn skills that I cannot master? Is it because I don’t work hard enough?]

[July, 722 of the Holy Calendar, the first knight assessment... If you can pass it, you can become a priest, right? The Pedrol family can also make progress...]

[Failure...failure...failure!]

[The second knight selection, the third round, is this my limit?]

[From morning to night, training is nothing but training. It’s meaningless. I’m afraid I will never pass the knight assessment...]

[Father, why do you look at me with that expectant look? Why don’t you want to give up on me?]

[This look again, do you hate me? Ivina? I can understand your mood. A useless person has snatched the opportunity that belongs to you... If it is you, you can definitely do it, mine

younger sister……]

[Maybe everything will be fine without me... Ivina, I will give you everything you want, this is the only way...]

…

The brown-haired girl flipped through the diary in her hand page after page, and through the cold words, she learned about the brother she envied so much, who was highly anticipated by her father, but who could not do anything well...

She had resented such injustice. All her efforts and her proud swordsmanship were just tools to attract the attention of the Duke of Nordland's son in her father's eyes.

If I have the chance, I will definitely pass the knight assessment, I will definitely be able to revive the Pedrol family, I will definitely be able to make my father see me clearly...

So for her brother who has all the resources of the family and can accept formal knight instruction at any time, but fails again and again... Ivina is extremely disgusted, even hating...

[So cute, Ivina...]

She ran her fingers across the wrinkled page and looked at the pages of text on it. The girl's body couldn't help but tremble, and crystal tears streaked across her cheeks and fell on the page...

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Ivina murmured to herself, her mind went blank, but the tears in her eyes could not stop, and her heart was filled with strong regret... Ivina had never hated it so much

Own.

She thought she had forgotten how to cry, which was a privilege reserved only for those who attracted much attention...

Outside the mansion, continuous firelight jumped up, but the room fell into a deathly silence, with only the suppressed and intermittent sobs echoing continuously.

It wasn't until the door to the room was slammed open that the girl turned her head blankly.

Baron Pedrol, who rushed through the door, looked around at the messy scene in the room. When he saw Ivina, who was "frightened and dared to hide silently in the corner and cry", he suddenly lost his temper and asked angrily.

"Do you know how much trouble there is in the outside world, Ivina, why are you still sitting here alone? Where is Lott? Where is he now?"

While he was talking, another blast came from outside the mansion.

"Did something happen outside?" Ivina held the diary wet with tears in her arms and asked with her head lowered.

"Those damn wizards are wreaking havoc in Harbor Town and blowing up the entire dock with a terrible witchcraft. Pastor Adrian is dead, Pastor Danny is dead, Sir Sirk, and even Archbishop Ansik

I couldn't escape either..." Baron Pedrol said in horror.

In order to brush up his resume, he had proposed to the Archbishop of Nordland to participate in this witch hunt. Now he thought that if Ansiuk had nodded in agreement, he would have died in the harbor dock by now.

Listening to the unattainable names being pronounced death sentences one after another in her ears, the brown-haired girl's mind was shaken, and she couldn't help but think of Lot's words that echoed in her ears before she left.

"It's so small, Ivina..."

Becoming a wizard, is this your choice? Brother?

It is rumored that as long as you sacrifice your soul to the devil, you can become a wizard with forbidden power, but as a price, that person's personality will often change drastically, and his soul will gradually fall into the abyss...

And this is all for yourself.

"Where is your brother? You haven't answered me yet, where is Lot? We have to leave here right away!" Baron Pedrol squeezed the girl's wrist hard and asked loudly.

"Dead!" Ivina whispered, knowing very well that if the information that her brother became a wizard was revealed, the entire Pedrol family would be destroyed immediately.

Baron Pedrol paused for a moment, with a terrifying look on his face.

"You'd better stop playing tricks on me, Ivina!"

"Let me tell you, even if your brother really dies, the position of baron will never be your turn! Never fantasize about what you can't get!"

Baron Pedrol said extremely angrily, no matter what the circumstances, he would never let an outsider take over the Pedrol family, no matter how good he was!

"In that case, I'm leaving..." Ivina broke away and put the diary in her arms, turned around and walked out of the room without hesitation.

"Stop! Tell me clearly!" Baron Pedrol never expected that Ivina, who usually never dared to resist, would dare to ignore him like this. Strong anger suddenly surged into his heart, and his waist was

He pulled out the long sword from its sheath and swung it towards Ivina fiercely.

Dang~

The sheathed long sword came out of his hand, spinning and falling to the ground, making a low muffled sound.

Baron Pedrol's body was frozen in place, and a three-finger-long extremely sharp wooden thorn was already lying across his neck.

"How long has it been since you experienced combat, father?" Ivina looked at Pedrol with a complicated expression and asked.

Baron Pedrol sat down on the ground with a cold sweat on his head. Only then did he realize that Ivina's swordsmanship was far superior to what he knew, and had even completely surpassed him.

Ivina dropped the wooden thorn in her hand and stepped out of the door without looking back.

"Where are you going, Ivina? Where is Lot? Tell me where he is?" Baron Pedrol shouted loudly.

"My brother is dead, just think that he was killed by me...Father." Ivina said softly. "And I want to leave Harbor Town and become a witch hunter..."

Since she cannot participate in the knight assessment and become a cleric to gain strength, her only option is to pass the more cruel witch hunter trial.

Only in this way can she save her brother, whose heart has been corrupted by the devil and whose soul is about to fall into the abyss... This is her atonement...

(PS: This is the end of the first volume. There is a lot of foreshadowing. Please understand, the plot of the second volume will follow. In addition, I want everything from the new book!)