Chapter 6: Lolis Must Be Well Protected. Unless…

I was starting to believe Karin’s words.

Having only transmigrated recently, if I weren’t in a soul-body separated state, my panic in battle alone would leave me completely at a loss.

Maybe I really wasn’t as powerful as I’d imagined a lich would be.

“By the way, your personality has changed a lot since you lost your memories.

You’re much more like an adorable loli now.”

Wh-wh-wh-what?!

More like a loli?

Was she kidding?!

“I—I’m not… I didn’t… I didn’t become more like a loli!”

“Yes, yes, that blushing, shy expression right there.

The old you would never have made a face like that.”

“…”

I didn’t want to talk anymore.

“Anyway, since you’re this weak now, why not just stay here at Witch’s Home with me?

It’d be nice to have company.”

Stay here and be grounded like you?

No thanks.

My journey was supposed to be the stars and the seas—I couldn’t stop here.

“No.

No matter what, I don’t want to just stay here.”

I said it bluntly.

“Huh?

Your personality actually changed this much?

You used to choose the harder path of becoming a lich just to stay safe.

Now you’re… so lively?

And you want to go out?”

So my personality was clearly that different, yet why were you forcing yourself not to notice?

“You’re this weak now.

What if you run into danger out there?

Don’t underestimate the Inquisition branches the Church has set up everywhere.

Right now, you don’t have a puppet body.

A lich with soul and body unified does have a huge surge in magic power, but you’ve also lost the durability and safety you had when separated.

There’s no way I’d let someone like you run around freely.”

Karin was treating me like a child through and through.

“Ha, I’m not a kid.

Is that really necessary?

No matter what you say, I’m leaving here.”

“Fine, fine.

Let me think of something.”

“I don’t know when I’ll be able to help you recover your memories.

Right now, the top priority is finding someone to teach you magic… but…”, Karin scratched her head.

“Isn’t there any way I can study magic on my own?

Can’t I just learn directly from magic books?”

If I could get stronger, that’d be for the best—spending some time studying here wouldn’t be so bad.

“Do you think you’d understand the books without someone explaining the principles of magic to you?”

“Eh, so that’s not possible?”

So that’s why so many books were completely unreadable.

I needed to know the principles first.

“I’m not good at teaching others… and I can’t ask other witches to teach you either—the ones I’m close with are all busy…

Ah, this is tricky.”

Karin looked genuinely troubled.

It seemed we really were close friends.

“Don’t you have a student?

How can you say you’re not good at teaching?”

“Calling him a student is more of a formality—I haven’t taught him magic or anything like that.

He’s not suited for it anyway.

My role as his teacher is more about guiding him.”

“Guiding?”

Taking on a disciple who couldn’t use magic—what could be the purpose?

There had to be more to it!

Could Frey be her… secret love child?

“Well, you might not believe this.”

Karin dropped her smile and said gravely, “I see the makings of a king in that boy.”

“…”

So she was just being chuunibyou after all.

Even though Karin looked dead serious, I… never mind, I’d try my best not to laugh.

“Anyway, why am I bringing this up now?

You wouldn’t believe me anyway.”

Karin quickly reverted to her usual self, as if everything that just happened was an illusion.

“One day, you’ll understand too.”

…I didn’t want to understand.

I’d graduated from my chuunibyou phase and was absolutely not going back.

“…And yet your poor king nearly died in the demon realm.”

“Well, that’s true, but surviving a great disaster brings good fortune later.

There aren’t many people who could go to the demon realm, piss off the Demon King himself, and still make it back alive.”

Karin’s proud expression made me wonder—maybe Frey really did have some extraordinary talent?

“So how exactly did you manage to anger the Demon King?”

“Oh, that.

Even now, I find it hilarious.”

Karin’s smile widened.

“According to Frey, he ran into a little girl on the road and decided to take her away.

Then, out of nowhere, the Demon King surrounded them with his entire army.

Frey didn’t even get a chance to explain before he was captured.”

“W-wait.

Who was the little girl?

How could there be a little girl in the demon realm?”

“…Why are you so unaware?

You’re literally a little girl who lived in the demon realm for two hundred years… As for the one Frey met—” Karin couldn’t help but laugh.

“—she was the Demon King’s own biological daughter!”

Oh.

I got it now.

Frey probably let his overflowing sense of justice take over and tried to help the girl without thinking.

As for the Demon King, he was just eager to rescue his daughter and mistook Frey for an enemy—even personally leading his army…

Who would’ve thought that imposing, overwhelmingly majestic Demon King was actually a… doting father?!

And I lost my home because of something like that!

Just thinking about it made me furious!

“Oh, speaking of Frey, that gives me an idea…” Karin suddenly clapped her hands.

“Listen, little Rosa—you can just go to a human academy to learn magic.

It’ll definitely differ a bit from lich magic theory, but it should be more or less the same.

Frey is a student at Luberg Academy—you can go with him.

I have a friend there who can help get you enrolled.”

Ha!

Academy?

School?

Karin actually thought of that.

“It’d put my mind at ease too, having you study alongside Frey.”

“Um, I don’t remember much, but I do recall going to the demon realm to escape—”

“I know, I know.

Compared to witches, vampires, werewolves, and the like, a lich’s dark aura is indeed the hardest to conceal.

If it were two hundred years ago, I wouldn’t have felt comfortable letting you out.

But now—” Karin produced a sapphire necklace in her hand.

“—I haven’t just been lazing around for two centuries.

Half a month ago, I finally completed a great alchemical experiment and made this.

Don’t underestimate it—this necklace can perfectly shield a lich’s dark aura.

Even if you cast dark magic right in front of a Church bishop, he’d never be able to tell.”

She then put the necklace around my neck.

“If only I’d made this sooner… then you wouldn’t have had to flee to the demon realm to escape the powerful Church back then.”

She could really make black-tech like this…

“Mm, this necklace really suits you.

It’s beautiful.”

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