Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager
Chapter 74: Divination Art

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Divination Art

Faced with the dark-haired girl’s question, Weasley did not answer immediately, but turned around and slowly looked towards Saint Karno City below Fata.

"Saili, have you researched Divination Art?"

The dark-haired girl nodded lightly.

"Yes. Isn’t the Magic Source Book for Divination Art placed in the secret chamber at the top of the tower?"

"The secret chamber is open to me and several other junior sisters, but they seem to have no interest in the books inside. I’ve been in the secret chamber often, and over time, I happened to flip through the Magic Source Book for Divination Art."

"I didn’t expect you could understand the Magic Source Book for Divination Art, Saili."

Weasley turned around, surprised to look at the dark-haired girl—Saili Porol.

This is his most proud student, also the first choice for Fata’s future Saintess, a genius girl Mage.

A girl with an extraordinary understanding of magic, regardless of the type of magic, can easily release it with a bit of understanding.

Though among the students of the other six Great Mages, there are many strong new-generation Mages qualified to vie for the future position of Fata’s Saintess.

But Saili, with her extraordinary understanding of magic, her extremely rare Shield Magic, and gentle, pure character, stood out as the most promising candidate in the Saintess competition.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, the future Saintess of Fata will be Saili Porol.

"I only understood the preface of the first two pages. The parts on origins, curses, and source analysis later on are completely incomprehensible. It’s in a language I’ve never seen before."

Saili gently shook her head.

Weasley laughed heartily.

"Of course. Divination Art is the most difficult magic on the entire continent. Even us seven Great Mages, even if we spent our whole lives, each could only comprehend a small part of it."

The old Mage spoke and returned to the previous topic.

"You know that ordinary magic is released at the cost of magic power: using one’s own magic power as the catalyst to ignite the magical energy in the air, thus achieving the release of each magic. When one’s own magic power is depleted, it can be replenished through rest. But the cost of performing Divination Art, besides magic power, requires something else far beyond your imagination."

"Speaking of which, I heard you’ve been studying the Elf Race’s Spiritual Technique lately, although both are spells, Spiritual Technique is different from magic, and it is an absolutely forbidden field to research, which would incur the Elf Race’s retaliation."

Although only Elves possessing Spiritual Power can learn Spiritual Technique, while Mages possess magic power, the two are incompatible energies. (The magic power used by Mages is not the same as that used by the Demon King)

But what if.

There are many points of connection between Spiritual Technique and magic.

If this beloved disciple of his truly discovers something, even if it cannot be released, from the perspective of spell confidentiality, the Elf Race would keep entangling with Fata, affecting her candidacy for Saintess.

"I understand."

In the end, Weasley did not directly answer the dark-haired girl’s question.

"I will learn Divination Art, won’t I, teacher?"

"You will. But given your current level, it’s still too difficult. For now, just let us seven old fellows master Divination Art."

Weasley nodded, then frowned looking at Saili.

"By the way, Saili, recently the strength of the little girls under Seel and Slo, those two old guys, who are competing for Saintess, has improved rapidly, and their popularity is also quickly catching up to yours."

Upon hearing this, the dark-haired girl’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Damn, those two old thieves secretly sent their students into the adventure group during the expedition against the previous Demon King, and now they’re exploiting this to boost their popularity at this time. It was clearly agreed that the Saintess competition would be judged based on the performance against this Demon King."

Weasley sighed.

"But it’s okay, when the 72nd Demon King emerges, you will become the Mage in the real Hero squad, assisting the Hero to quell the Demon King. As long as you perform normally, becoming the Saintess is still a sure thing."

The dark-haired girl looked calmly forward, smiling softly.

"If my junior sisters truly have the ability to become Saintess, I will certainly yield the position. However, I won’t easily let go either."

Weasley looked at the dark-haired girl with relief.

"Saili, this is precisely why I chose to recommend you to be the Saintess!"

"Then teacher, I will take my leave first."

"Oh, by the way, there will be a celebration in Saint Karno City tomorrow for the expedition against the 71st Demon King. The other six teachers will be attending, Saili, please show up."

"I still need to go to the library, so I won’t participate in these things."

The dark-haired girl turned and left.

A day later.

All seven Great Mages attended the banquet in Saint Karno City that evening.

Night fell like black velvet cloth, draping over the sparkling lights of Saint Karno City.

In a room in mid-air at Fata, the black-haired girl sitting at the desk flipped to the last page of the Magic Source Book copy in her hand and murmured in disappointment.

"Is this really all there is to the Divination Art that six teachers spent their entire lives learning..."

"Before I even spoke with Teacher Weasley, I secretly made a copy for myself. At that time, I had already understood a third of it. But I didn’t expect the rest to have even less challenge."

The black-haired girl remained quiet for a while, moved to the window, and gazed out with pitch-black eyes, her small face growing more somber.

"Speaking of which, did those people really sneak off to brush up their resumes? They had clearly said they were going around the continent for leisure."

"In just two days, my popularity has dropped to third place..."

"To become a Saintess, I’ve remained pure at twenty without a first kiss, soaking in the library to study magic. Do you think you lot, who often sneak out with men, could defeat me?"

A report on the recent Fata Magical Girl popularity and strength ranking lay on the desk, the very source of the black-haired girl’s irritability.

"I thought becoming the Saintess was a certainty, but who knew I’d run into trouble."

"I must quickly do something that they’ll never be able to recover from."

The black-haired girl paced back and forth in the room. Gradually, she stopped and her gaze fell on the Divination Art copy.

Saili slowly closed the door to the secret chamber. In the chamber where only the girl was present, she held the book in one hand while chanting the spell she had just comprehended.

Although Divination Art sounds quite grand, outsiders would assume it’s some super magic involving holy light descending from the sky.

But the girl living at Fata knew that Divination Art wouldn’t cause much commotion.

A soft globe of light gradually formed in front of her.

The Divination Art’s spell was slowly being chanted in the girl’s mouth. The soft light gradually grew bigger and lighter, as if dozens of air ribbons were dancing, and the Magic Goddess’s silhouette seemed to appear quietly in the soft light, disappearing in an instant.

At the final moment, the soft light became still, no longer flowing.

"Hmm, what could be missing?"

The black-haired girl became curious. At this moment, she recalled the content she had seen in the Magic Source Book.

"Oh, it seems the Divination Art requires a sacrifice of lifespan..."

At the same time, a strand of white light slowly flowed toward the girl’s heart.

"Hmm..."

The black-haired magical girl raised her small hand and flicked away the white light.

"My lifespan? No way, I’m only twenty."

"However, since Teacher Weasley once used this skill, according to the Magic Source Book, it should still contain his life imprint."

The black-haired magical girl blinked her eyes, looking sincerely at the white light.

"My dear Teacher Weasley, during your vow to become a mage, you swore to dedicate your life only to the pursuit of magic until your life’s end. Your life belonged solely to the Magic Goddess. If it is possible to use such a method to substitute for a young magical girl yet to experience the allure of magic in offering life to the Magic Goddess, I trust it would be one of the best ends for you."

"So this time, let’s treat it like the previous divination ritual, considering me as the seventh Great Mage. Please let the Magic Goddess grant the divination once more."

The black-haired girl said seriously.

As Teacher Weasley, you focused on the study of the sources of magic and specialized in Life Magic as well, even doing research on human lifespan magic. Surely allowing a student to perform a single divination is nothing noteworthy.

When I become Saintess, you will be the Saintess’s teacher.

The soft light hesitated for a moment.

The girl pondered.

"Teacher Sael was also immensely dedicated to magic. He once said in class that even if he had to devote his life to the Magic Goddess, he would have no complaints."

"Teacher Slo’s commitment was a bit less, but he was also willing to sacrifice for the magic."

"..."

The black-haired girl listed the names of the remaining six teachers and also took out seven tokens from the storage bracelet.

These were tokens, each infused with a trace of magic by the seven Great Mages, for her convenience when navigating through Fata and Saint Karno City.

The magic power successfully merged into the white light, but the white soft light still hung motionless in mid-air.

The black-haired girl gazed toward it with slightly shadowed eyes, smacking her small lips.

It seemed like she was talking to herself, but if there were outsiders, this disdainful tone would feel like questioning the soft light.

"Tch. Fully meeting the conditions for magic release but failing to release magic, is this the level of the Divination Art crafted by the Magic Goddess herself? Utter garbage indeed."

The soft light gradually flowed.

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