I'll Become a Villainess That Will Go Down in History

The boy who can no longer handle magic......

I thought about the boy as he fell on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

I wonder if he's still alive. If he's alive, I'd like to see him.

If you're about the same age as Grandpa Will, there's plenty of chance you're alive, right?

The question is how to find it.

Brother Albert..., it's more likely that your father would know.

Besides, tomorrow, Brother Albert won't be at the mansion.

But I wonder if it's that easy.

I don't care how sweet your father feels about me.

Let's just ask it tomorrow morning.

I fell asleep as I was.

Alicia, wake up.

I woke up in your father's voice.

I wonder what happened to your father coming to wake me up.

I got out of bed, hurried to get dressed and left the room.

"What's wrong?

"Alicia, I need to talk to you."

Your father said that with a serious face.

I don't know. I have no idea.

Your father walked out, so I walked behind your father in silence.

I wonder where it's going. I think I did something before that...

I wonder if he finally found out that he was going to a poor village.

Your father was headed to your father's room, where I had never been before.

I wonder what I really did to be brought here.

I followed your father inside.

... King again?

Though it was true that the King's flag stood slightly...

We have all the top five nobles...

What's really going on?

Dark magic is a lot of magic, so let it be removed from the five nobles or something.

But then there must be some of your brothers, right?

"Alicia, it's been a while."

"Long time no see, Your Majesty."

That's what I said and bowed deeply.

Sounds like some kind of compression interview.

"Alicia, can you use magic?

"Yes."

You were talking about my magic.

How early is the information that the King is already coming to see me yesterday today?

"Can you try something?

I gently patted my fingers.

Books float one after another with the magic of piling things.

Even though it's a large room, the books are scattered with paper.

It makes me want to clean up.

A large amount of paper was loaded after the book was loaded.

A tower a little higher than before was formed.

The edges are stable and tidy. Good job!

"Beautifully loaded"

"Oh, nowhere is sticking out"

"I can't be this pretty at first"

I said it as if Master Joan, Master Neville and Master Derek would grades in my magic one after another.

Was that your current test?

"This is..."

The king is losing his word as he looks at the tower.

Thank you, Alicia.

Your father said that with a smile on his face to me.

Albert, you look just like your brother. The smile behind it.

The smile prompted me to leave the room.

I'm kind of tired in the morning.

Move your body even in sword archery.

Alan, I headed to the garden where your brother and Henri are.

I had completely forgotten to ask about the boy who was no longer able to use magic.