He hated her.

"All right, wicked," she said fiercely. "You've heard our complaint. Have you been wronged?"

Vega felt like she had been slapped in the face. He puffed up his chest and felt a foot taller. "Wronged, wronged?" he turned and began to climb the steps, standing above the crowd. "You came to the door unreasonably and baselessly accusing you of trivial things, stomach aches and cold feet, and you want me to deny it myself?"

He turned his back and glared at them.

"I'm wronged! I'm wronged for everything you say! But don't think I'm proving my innocence. You accuse me of evil deeds - and I am evil! I have defeated the weak master of this tower of Alpha and claimed it for myself, and then I have burned your fields! I have terrorized your warlords, beaten them to the ground, and made them swear never to return!" He strode up the last two steps. "And I've already started my strategy of terrifying conquest, don't even think of running away from any evil wizards nearby! I won't allow anyone to stop me from pursuing the ultimate magical power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud explosion in the sky, and magical arrows shot down from the clouds and exploded around the courtyard. Vega looked up to the sky and laughed, and he was ecstatic at the moment of evil and glory. The weaker mortals will beg for forgiveness under his terrifying power.

When he stopped to catch his breath, he found that the villagers were sitting in a heap discussing something, and from time to time they cast scrutinizing glances in his direction. One of the women looked up. "Have you defeated the cruel Vesis?

"Of course, she didn't show the respect she deserved, so I ......."

He was silent halfway through his words, as the attention of the crowd returned to the lively whispering discussion. Vega was a little fidgeting, he was eager to hear what they were saying. One by one, the people nodded to each other and then turned to face him.

They saw Vega calmly admiring the polishing process of his handguards.

The female leader, Margo, walked to the bottom of the steps, bowed slightly in a strange posture, and began to speak to him. "Oh, great and all-powerful...... Belch...... Wizard ......?"

"Magician!" Vega corrected her.

The all-powerful magician. We come from the worthless village of Boleham –

"Yes, it's our village!" added someone duly enough.

Margo sighed. "Yes, it's our village. You see, that's right, we've learned that we're wrong, so hereby humbly beg the almighty magician, tortoiseshell—"

"It's Vi-Ga, Viga!"

"We're sorry! Vega, we humbly beg you to spare our lives, and, well, that's it...... Keep up the good work. ”

Vega narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "What do you mean?"

"Well, you know. Let's go home honestly, and then you go on with your ...... Reign of Terror...... Something. Longevity is boundless, terror lasts forever, and there is no other meaning. ”

This must be some kind of ruse. But she's not done yet.

"Of course, we're going to show what we deserve, that is, respect. Cursing your name behind your back. Spread stories about your evil rage. Frenk said he had a relative in Grovet and had heard rumors about an evil wizard, probably ...... if you're interested"

"Destroy them, take their horrific sorcery for your own!" Vega clenched her fists, imagining a sweet victory over her Arcane opponent in a magical duel.

Margo looked at him cautiously. As she wished, Vega noticed.

Finally, after a long pause, he rolled his eyes and waved his staff.

"You fools! You think you can deceive me, Lord of Evil, Vega, or you think I'll give you a quick and painless end! Hmph, I regret to inform you that your life is not worth my time!"

He laughed loudly—enough to match the roar of his majestic body.

"Put away your skins, out of my sight, insignificant peasants, and go back to Boleham, and pray that I will never notice you again!"

Several of the villagers bowed or saluted before retreating to the broken gate. Margo winked at him unnoticed, then turned away.

"Wait!" he said like thunder. Her hand immediately rested on the hilt of her sword.

Vega tried to put on an indifferent look as much as he could, and walked down the stairs again.

"When do you think I'll be able to talk to Frenk's relatives about that wizard?"

On the outskirts of Bandel there was once a woodland valley where the moon moths sparkled and rainbow fish leaped along the riverside. In a forest hut, there lives a yodel witch Nora, and a cat, Yuumi.

Yuumi was born with protective magical powers. She had spent many years of her leisure lazily, biting at the spots of the sun or napping in the shade of the rat tree. Sometimes, going out on adventures piqued her interest, and she would travel back and forth between the physical and spiritual realms with Nora. Nora has been collecting all sorts of strange items, such as notched teacups, stained glass shards, and fabrics embroidered with playful patterns. She scrutinizes each object with the utmost seriousness, but Yuumi never understands what they're for. Despite this, Yuumi will use her magic to protect Nora from harm, and will also use herself to warm her feet when she returns home.

The pathway between the two realms is delicate and rarely opens, and even dexterous animals like cats cannot enter and exit at will. Yuumi had seen other yodelers wait for days until the eastern stars lined up with specific stone arches, or frustrated through the swamp lilies, searching for silvery flowers in the mud—only at these particular moments did a passage open. But Nora has a powerful copy of the Door, which can take her to the places depicted on the pages in no time. When Nora opens a portal, she and Yuumi happily jump into the glowing pages and reach their destination instantly, followed by the Grimoire a moment later.

Yuumi never cared much about this tome until that night when she couldn't see the stars. When she finished amusing the moon moth with her own light, she came home to find Nora missing. She saw the tome on her master's desk and flipped through the pages in a panic to find that several pages had been torn off by Zigan. Yuumi couldn't read the title of the book, so he called it the "Magic Book" according to the owner's name. In response, the Dome shuddered, and Yuumi was surprised to find that she could understand the Dome's thoughts as the paper rubbed. Although the Grimoire does not speak, the thoughts it expresses are clear and loud. Yuumi realizes that Nora has gone to a very dangerous place, so dangerous that she has to destroy the portal after leaving.