Re: The Villainess Does It With Class

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I just learned something incredible again after skimming that thin book about the Magia Regis. 

Apparently, not only that Solomon is a magic-born -- I kind of glossed over that because I have no idea what these so-called magic borns are -- and the creator of the Magia Regis, but he ruled over them like the supreme king of magic or something like that.

I was like 'wow, that's an impressive title.' Ruling over magicians and the entirety of magic in general?

No wonder why he could lock everyone's powers just like that. It's because he's so incredibly skilled.

But that's not the reason why I'm being amazed right now. It's a different discovery.. 

Magia Regis is an association of sorcerers, magicians, witches, wizards… etcetera. Every being in all parts of universes and dimensions that can harness magic is qualified to be part of it. Some are appointed by Solomon, others are scouted by him, while the rest came on their own and had asked to join.

And when I say appointed, these were the magicians who 'indirectly' served under him. Here comes the interesting part I learned. These mages are devils.

Yes. Devils. The same species that are deemed vile.

Imagine my surprise when I read that.

A devil serving as a King of magic? What the hell?

Who would think that could be possible? Well, it apparently is and Solomon was the one who did it.

He captured them, more like subdued, and made them serve him or something. The book had made it sound so epic that I couldn't help but get curious about these devils, so I quickly read about them. And oh boy…

Devils are the higher-level demons that rule over the underworld. Demons are naturally inherent to magic, meaning, they are able to utilize it at will. Magic is as easy as breathing to them and that's why they are a feared race. They are divided into hierarchies in which the most powerful ones rule above the rest and are called devil lords or demon lords if you must.

Seven deadly sins were mentioned, which I am aware of but there's actually more. There are kings of hell, dukes… marquesses… princes… just like the human hierarchy we know. And Solomon subdued 72 of them.

72 devils…

Let that sink in…

'No wonder why the book hyped it up.'

And it then struck me.

There was one of the Magia Regis Kings that once appeared here in the empire of Rosenthal. The late master of the tower before Janus took over. The very same magician who cursed the Ronan lineage and their noble supporters because they went against him.

And what was his name? Asmodeus.

And who also has the same name in the demon world? One of the seven deadly sins, Asmodeus.

Coincidence? I don't know…

I'm probably just making a big claim and they are probably not the same identity but who in their right minds would name themselves after an infamous devil, right?

So maybe… Asmodeus is one of those devils that Solomon had subjugated.

If that was the case… oh my…

I shivered at the thought.

At this point, my respect and awe for Solomon just shot through the roof of this tower. He definitely deserved to be coined as The King of Magic. I mean… overpowering a race that lives off of magic? Crazy.

'I honestly want to meet Solomon someday…'

But his whereabouts are unknown. No one knows where he is at the moment and it's not stated anywhere in the book. There was no news about him whether he is still alive and kicking butts somewhere in different dimensions. He could travel worlds after all.

I wonder where he is right now?

"Hnngggghhh" the sound slipped off of my lips when I stretched my body. It felt really good.

I had been sitting here for hours which is why my back and my muscles are stiff as heck. Good thing that the couch is made from heaven's miracles and angel's feathers because my bum did not feel any discomfort at all. I'm seriously contemplating bringing it home with me…

'If only I can do that…' I sighed.

Anyway, I better get home and interrogate my father quickly. There is nothing more important to me than knowing about our bloodline's magic right now.

"Are you leaving?" Z called out as soon as he noticed me approaching.

I looked at him and wondered how he knew I was about to leave when he's hunched up behind the counter. His head was practically facing the floor for some reason and yet he still could tell as if he could see me.

Is it my presence?

"Yes, I am," I answered him nevertheless. It would be rude of me to not do it, you know.

I always notify him whenever I leave, anyway.

'What's he doing though?'

Z straightened his back and that's when I saw why he's so busy. He was fixing his blindfolds. 

I immediately tried to peek at his face to see what he looks like or what's up with his eyes but well… I can't see anything.

His bangs covered them and he is also looking down as well. 

I don't know but I really wanted him to look this way for a second to satisfy my curiosity. What color are his eyes? And why does he wear blindfolds when he can clearly see? And that there is nothing wrong with them at all?

I thought he was using them because of a wound… or a disability… or something like that. There was none.

"Please wait for a second, I'm just about to be done," Z muttered.

He then slipped the embroidered blindfolds back to his eyes, fixed his hair, and smiled at me.

"Alright, done!"

Uh-huh. I could see that.

He snatched a book at the side and extended it to me.

"The master wants you to have it."

"He is?" I murmured and took it from his hand without restraint.

Hey, it's a free book, why would I say no to a free book?

I first noticed the familiar logo of a black raven on a crescent moon and smiled. This is already a plus for me if it's from the same author I like.

"He said it would help you with your magic," Z chatted.

"Ohh…" was my only response.

There was no title on the book or even on the first page so I have no idea what it was about but I still couldn't help but be thrilled. 

My eyes then sparkled in excitement as my fingers caressed the cover of the book, feeling the texture under my fingertips.

I looked up and smiled at Z.

"Tell him that I am very grateful for this gift--" I then changed my mind and asked-- "Can I send a letter here instead?"

It's better if it came directly from me but I just want to know if that is possible or not. I don't want to be presumptuous.

"Sure," Z grinned.

"Thank you, Z," I muttered.

"No problem."

He gave me a curt nod and after that, I left, hugging the book to my chest, feeling excited to go home.