《The Extra Villain's Second Chance: A Hero's System》 Prolog - A Heros System -Eath, October 1, 2025- This is the story of my past. The autumn wind blew and knocked off the dry leaves on the trees. When the leaves reached the ground, that''s when my duty began. I was just an ordinary gardener. My job was to sweep up all the leaves scattered on the floor. Was I ashamed of my job? No, I wasn''t. A bright smile still found its way to my lips. I was happy to be able to earn a living for my parents. They were two wonderful old people who had picked me up when I was a child. Unfortunately, that happiness didn''t last long. I remember going home with my legs prancing because I had just received my monthly salary. When I returned home, I found something very horrible. I found my parents lying lifeless on the floor. My father was burnt to a very black color. His clothes, skin, and even blood and flesh were burnt. There was only the smell of burning that I breathed from my father... As for my mother, her body was full of ice pellets. Freezing occurred all over her body until her skin color turned bluish. I came closer to examine their bodies, hoping that it was all an illusion. I embraced, hit, and tried all sorts of methods, hoping that they would wake up. Unfortunately, the reality was that they were already completely dead. Even though I knew that their breath had stopped, their eyes couldn''t open, and their bodies had become cold and stiff- unable to move at all... However, as if I didn''t want to accept the reality, I screamed like crazy. Tears of blood dripped profusely from both my eyeballs. My body was shaking violently, and my heartbeat was racing so fast that my breathing became extremely heavy. [Awakening process started.] [Congratulations! You have successfully awakened.] [You gain Black Magic Authority.] While the pain of losing my parents was still running through my body, I successfully awakened and gained an extraordinary ability. From then on, I stopped being an ordinary gardener. I traveled to various countries¡ªto various places around the world to look for clues as to who had killed my parents. If you ask me, why didn''t I leave the matter of my parents'' death to the police? The answer was that they couldn''t do anything. This world was no longer a peaceful earth. Monsters and various magical phenomena have become normal. Even so, my naive mind at that time still thought that the police or related parties would still provide justice. In the end, they didn''t do anything. It turned out I was wrong. This world has imposed the law of the jungle as the supreme law. Those who are strong will prey on those who are weak. *** As the days, months, and years passed, I finally managed to avenge the grudge that had been deeply rooted in my soul. In the pouring light of the full moon, in front of me now was the final target of my revenge. ¡°P-Please forgive me! Why did you do all this to me?¡± The person who was the target of my revenge was kneeling before me. Looking at the disgusting creature acting disgustingly, I felt like vomiting. It actually didn''t matter if I vomited here, because this place was an abandoned building full of rubble. Even the roof of this building alone already had a large hole. Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. "Was your life enjoyable after killing both my parents?¡° ¡°I-I don''t know what you''re talking about! Please forgive me!¡± ¡°How could you forget your sin?!¡± Resentment, disappointment, and anger permeated my mind. [You successfully materialized the Black Spear.] A pitch-black spear appeared in the palm of my hand. When I swung once, the hand of the person in front of me was cut off, and fell to the floor. When I swung a second time, the legs of the person in front of me disappeared. Scream after scream echoed incessantly from his mouth. I didn''t stop and continued to torment him. I wanted to get rid of the resentment, disappointment, and anger that had accumulated in my soul, until finally, the person was no longer screaming. He was no longer breathing. The thrashing movements he had made throughout the torture were no longer there. [Black Spear - Release.] I removed the Black Spear that I was holding. Struck! The cigarette I took from my pocket I lit and inhaled vigorously. ¡°Huuft~¡± I then exhaled the smoke very strongly into the air. ¡°What date is it?¡± I looked at my watch so as not to forget the time. Sometimes I like to forget the date, year, and month due to being too focused on getting revenge. - December 25, 2060 - It''s been 35 years since then. The image of my face reflected on the surface of the watch showed that I was no longer young. My facial skin was no longer tight and was even full of wrinkles. My once jet-black hair was now full of white-gray hair. I smiled while looking at the bright moon above the clouds. Although a smile appeared on my lips, my eyes still shed tears. Had I unknowingly regretted being immersed in a mission of revenge? In this life, I had never experienced love, youth, or any other pleasures. The only thing that allowed me to keep my sanity was a book that I now took out of my pocket. This novel was called Hero''s Destiny. Only by reading this novel could I keep my sanity. Even though I''ve read this novel many times, I still never get bored. This novel tells the story of an ordinary teenager who climbs the ladder to become a hero. Saving a noble girl, a village, a city, and finally a kingdom. Pretty simple, but interesting because I couldn''t climb the hero''s path like the main character in the novel. One thing that made me most envious was that he managed to become a hero and build his own family, living happily until the end of his life. Maybe it was because I couldn''t make it happen in the real world, so I liked to imagine myself as the main character in the novel. ¡°Kuheok!¡± Suddenly, I coughed up a mouthful of blood. The blood-soaked the novel I was reading. ¡°Looks like I can''t realize my dreams in this life.¡± [Your body was consumed by the Black Magic Authority.] [Progress: 99%.] Although I gained a great deal of power, I also had to pay a high price for it. Seeing that my body had already been consumed by the Black Magic Authority by 99%, it looked like I was going to die. My legs began to lose strength and my body slowly fell down on the cold floor. ''At least I''ve managed to avenge my parents.'' Just as I was thinking it was okay to die after successfully completing the revenge mission that had already taken up half of my life, something unexpected appeared. ¡°Did he finally die?¡± ¡°It seems so.¡± I heard the sound of two people talking to each other. Although my eyes were already hard enough to open, I still tried to see who they were. ¡°Y-You guys!¡± There was no mistaking it, from their faces, they were my parents. Surprisingly, their faces were still the same as when they died 35 years ago. ¡°W-Weren''t you guys already dead?¡± Is all of this just an illusion? Since I was about to die, did my brain subconsciously bring out the images of my parents in front of my eyes? I found it hard to believe what I was seeing. Until, finally, they both laughed like crazy and started cursing at me. ¡°Ahahaha, how stupid you are.¡± The one who had a face like my father was the first to curse at me. This was followed by a person who looked like my mother. ¡°Don''t be like that, Enki. Thanks to him, this world was successfully destroyed. We don''t need to intervene thanks to him too.¡± ¡°Oops, you''re right, Damkia. But, isn''t it funny, just because we fostered him for fun, he''s willing to destroy his fellow humans.¡± After they exchanged a few words, both of their appearances suddenly changed. The old faces they had previously worn had disappeared, replaced with a young human form. My mother, who was called Damkia, took on a very beautiful form. The white light emanating from the Halo on top of her head gave her the appearance of a god. My father, who was called Enki, also turned into a very handsome man. If Damkia emitted white light, Enki emitted dark light. ¡°So, you''ve been toying with me all this time?¡± ¡°That''s right.¡± They then explained how they manipulated me. The two of them had been pretending to be dead all this time. During my journey of revenge, they would occasionally give clues that would lead me to the people they wanted to kill. For example, the person I killed earlier. That person was a fire element magic user. So I thought that he was one of the masterminds of my parents'' murder. Moreover, there was a hair of that person at the scene of my parents'' death. So I believed and hunted him until I managed to kill him. Actually, it wasn''t just that person¡ªthe people I killed during my revenge journey were numerous. I can''t even count them anymore. Various criminal organizations ranging from small to large have been destroyed. I would have seemed like a hero if I had only taken out sinners, but in reality, I had killed even innocents. ''If there is a next life, I want to be a good person, find my own family, and live happily.'' [Progress: 100%.] [Your body is unable to withstand the Black Magic Authority.] [Death - Confirmed.] [Detected the completion of a hidden mission...] [You successfully replaced the useless deity''s task.] [Detected your last wish...] [Reward confirmed.] [Started the creation of Hero''s System.] [....] Chapter 1 - A Portrait of My Future - Skyhaven Kingdom, 1430 A.N - Skyhaven Kingdom is a kingdom located on a floating island. Majestic and luxurious towers are its hallmark. However, all of that is now just a remnant of its past glory. The once clear sky is now filled with thick, dark clouds. Sunlight can barely penetrate the darkness that envelops the land. The air feels heavy, filled with the stench of rotting corpses and the bone-chilling sound of thunder. In the corner of Zephyria, the capital city of Skyhaven Kingdom, Lev observes the strange phenomena occurring for the first time in this world. Countless black holes have formed in the sky. These holes continue to spew out grotesque creatures. They are demons from the Dark Land. Their wings spread wide as they flew across the sky, their red eyes scanning for prey. Just like the demons that had already emerged from the black holes, the newly arrived demons began descending and invading the city. They scream and laugh, reveling in the destruction they cause. The once bustling cities are now in ruins, buildings reduced to rubble, and the streets littered with countless corpses. The faint sounds of screams and cries can still be heard, but they grow fainter, swallowed by the darkness. Skyhaven Kingdom was once renowned for its sturdy fortresses. But look at it now¡ªeverything has been leveled to the ground. ¡®Is this what the world looks like after the main character achieves his happy ending?¡¯ Lev wondered silently. Lev is just a former noble child. However, at some point, he gained memories of his life on Earth. Back then, he remembered a notification suddenly appearing before him. [Compatibility rate between body and soul: 100%.] [Initiating memory fusion process.] [1%.] [5%.] [...] The pain he felt during the memory fusion process was something he would never forget. After the pain subsided, he saw a very strange point of view. He saw a world that was unfamiliar to him. There were high-rise buildings everywhere. All the buildings looked the same. Four-wheeled vehicles zoomed along asphalt roads. Strangely, he could understand what he was seeing¡ªcars, apartment buildings, airplanes, and more. [50%.] [75%.] The images he saw began to change rapidly. It felt as though he was experiencing a long journey through time, from infancy to adolescence and then to old age. It all passed quickly, yet it felt like an eternity. The experience of being an ordinary gardener. The experience of being betrayed by those he once called parents. And finally, the last memory he saw was the experience of being killed by the side effects of the extraordinary power he had obtained¡ªBlack Magic Authority. [100%.] Along with the memories of his life on Earth, he realized that the world he now lived in was strikingly similar to a novel he had once read. Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. The novel was titled Hero''s Destiny. Did you think Lev would become a shadowy figure who would disrupt the main character? No. Even though he gained memories of his previous life, there wasn¡¯t much he could do. By the time he regained those memories, the timeline of this world had already surpassed the events of the novel. While the main character in the novel had already achieved his happy ending, time in this world continued to move forward. Lev ended up unable to utilize any of the information from the novel. [Installation of Hero¡¯s System in progress.] [Current progress: 99%.] Despite gaining no benefits, this notification kept appearing, leaving him confused. Aside from this unclear notification, he received no other advantages. When he first saw the notification, it was only at 1%. It took years just to reach 99%. ¡®It seems I¡¯ll die before that notification reaches 100%.¡¯ Lev staggered as he tried to distance himself from the chaos. He walked hunched over, clutching his stomach, which had been pierced. If he hadn¡¯t used his shirt to cover the wound, his intestines, and internal organs might have spilled out. He had already suffered numerous attacks from the demons. ¡°Ough!¡± A mouthful of blood spilled from his lips. It was a miracle he had survived this long. Slash! While his left hand held his stomach, his right hand still gripped a sword. He occasionally slashed at the necks of demons who blocked his path. His destination was his hideout outside the capital city of Zephyria. He had a hidden house in the forest beyond the city. Crackle! A crack resembling the opening of a dimensional portal appeared not far from Lev. From the empty air, a small light slowly emerged. Unlike the black portals from which the demons emerged, this portal emitted a white light. ¡°Phew~ What a mess.¡± A human hand reached out from the portal, gripping its edge, which was adorned with mysterious ancient runes. First, the hand, then the head, and finally the legs emerged until the entire person stepped out. The man exited the portal while muttering complaints. Lev¡¯s eyes widened in shock. His feet were rooted to the ground, unable to move. His heart began to beat faster than usual, causing his breath to become ragged as if the air had suddenly become scarce. ¡®How can it be¡­?¡¯ he screamed internally. There was no mistake. Those facial features¡ªthe person he saw was the main character of this world. His name was Hansen. First, Lev thought that the main character in this world had finally come back. ''He probably came to exterminate all the demons here, right?'' Lev initially believed that the main character had retired and abandoned the world. There had been no news of Hansen¡¯s whereabouts for years. Since the line, ¡°The main character finally lived happily ever after,¡± was written in the novel, Lev had never heard anything about the main character again, as if his existence had been erased from the world. ¡®Has the late hero finally decided to step in and save the world?¡¯ But Lev¡¯s guess was wrong. The demons flying around, tearing apart and devouring humans¡ªHansen ignored them completely. He casually walked toward the center of Zephyria. On the contrary, Hansen, once known as the hero, swung his sword at innocent people who were running away. He slashed indiscriminately. Elderly, children, pregnant women¡ªall were cut down without mercy. As Hansen swung his sword, he didn¡¯t even blink. He simply kept walking, not even glancing at the victims he struck. Even Lev himself was not spared from the main character¡¯s blade. ¡°Holy Slash!¡± A golden light surged toward him. Lev raised his sword to block Hansen¡¯s attack. With all his strength, he managed to deflect the strike, but his sword shattered instantly. His body was sent flying through the air, tumbling dozens of meters before finally crashing into the ground. He came to a stop when his back hit a pile of rubble. ¡°Khe-hough!¡± His face turned pale, and blood flowed from a wound on his temple, dripping slowly down his dirt-streaked cheek. His hands trembled as he tried to press on the wound in his stomach. The injury had worsened. It turned out that Hansen¡¯s slash hadn¡¯t been completely blocked. A new gash now marked his chest. ¡®Am I going to die?... Again?¡¯ Dying for the second time¡­ His eyes remained fixed on Hansen in the distance. ¡®Why did he betray humanity?¡¯ That question would remain unanswered. ¡°Hey, why are you sitting there?¡± Suddenly, a woman appeared from the forest outside the city. Lev realized that his body had been flung far beyond the capital city of Zephyria. The rubble he was leaning against was the remains of a collapsed fortress wall. ¡®Harlequeen.¡¯ Lev wanted to call out her name, but his mouth couldn¡¯t produce any sound, so he could only speak in his mind. Harlequeen, who approached him, seemed abnormal. Her eyes darted around wildly, looking up, down, and sideways without any focus. Her hand and body movements were equally erratic. Her arms flailed, and her legs kicked at the ground. She looked like a child playing, even though her body and face showed she was an adult. Yes, she was a woman who had a mental disorder. Lev¡¯s relationship with her was complicated. Teacher, former boss, savior, enemy, lover¡­ he couldn¡¯t even describe it himself. ¡®Does it even matter anymore?¡¯ Harlequeen sat in front of Lev for a moment, hitting her own head repeatedly. If Lev had been in a normal state, he would have stopped her. He would have grabbed her wrist and patted her head, but he couldn¡¯t do anything now. ¡°Wow, look. It¡¯s so lively over there.¡± Seeing the demons invading the capital city of Zephyria, Harlequeen seemed delighted. She stood up and moved toward the chaos. Lev¡¯s surroundings suddenly grew quieter, as if time had paused for a moment. The background noise that had been so chaotic faded away, leaving only a suffocating silence. [Installation progress of Hero¡¯s System has reached 100%.] [Hero¡¯s System successfully installed.] [Your body has entered a critical state!] [No recovery features detected.] [Searching for the best option¡­] [Do you wish to return to the past?] [The further back you go, the greater the price you must pay.] ¡®YES! Do I even have another choice?¡¯ [Will you sacrifice the ¡®Shop¡¯ feature of the Hero¡¯s System?] ¡®Yes.¡¯ From that point on, Lev answered all of the Hero¡¯s System¡¯s prompts with a resounding ¡®Yes¡¯ in his mind. [The price for reversing time is insufficient.] [Will you sacrifice the ¡®Conversation¡¯ feature?] [.... Successfully sacrificed ¡®Shop¡¯ and ¡®Conversation¡¯ features.] [Initiating time reversal process.] Chapter 2 - My Second Chance "Come on, bring more wine for Young Master Lev. Today, the young master will treat all of you to celebrate his coming of age." "Yeayy!" Noisy voices flooded Lev''s ears. ¡®Where am I?¡¯ Lev slowly opened his eyes. He realized he was sitting on a chair, but his back couldn¡¯t straighten no matter how hard he tried. His cheek was pressed against the table. His vision was blurry, and his consciousness wasn¡¯t fully under his control. Although his head was spinning and the world seemed to sway before his eyes, the excruciating pain in his stomach, chest, and head that had tormented him earlier was now completely gone. ¡®Did I really go back in time? But where is this? A¡­ bar?¡¯ He managed to figure out that he was inside a bar after straining to glance around. The sounds of the bar patrons¡¯ revelry confirmed his guess. They were all drinking and getting drunk. The excitement grew when the person sitting across from him¡ªat the same table¡ªannounced that their drinks were on the house. They raised their glasses filled with alcohol and cheered in unison. Strangely, the person sitting at the same table as Lev kept ordering more wine. When the maid brought a bottle of wine, the person poured it into a smaller glass and forced Lev to drink it. Even though Lev couldn¡¯t lift his head, the person grabbed his shoulder and suddenly forced him to sit up and drink the wine. Slowly, the person brought the glass of wine to Lev¡¯s lips. The strong, intoxicating scent of the wine filled his nostrils, making him feel even more nauseous. Just as the glass touched his lips, his body and mind felt a jolt, as if he had been electrocuted. [Time reversal process successful.] [You have successfully returned to the past!] "Ugh!" A sharp, stabbing pain shot through his head. However, thanks to the pain, he regained a bit of clarity and control over his body. He pretended to hold his head with both hands, but his real intention was to slap the glass away. The glass of wine he was about to drink fell to the floor, spilling its contents everywhere. The previously lively atmosphere suddenly turned silent. "Young Master, are you alright?" The person who had been forcing him to drink looked genuinely worried. ¡®That face¡­¡¯ Lev squinted to get a better look at the person. He remembered¡ªthis was the face of his private servant from the past. Drunk, his private servant, a bar, and¡­ His eyes widened as everything clicked into place. Lev raised his hand, signaling to his servant that he was fine. Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. "Is my Coming of Age Ceremony tomorrow?" "That¡¯s correct, Young Master." "Pfftt~ Hahaha¡­ Haaa~." A strange laugh escaped Lev¡¯s lips. But he quickly covered his mouth to stop himself and regain his composure, ending with a deep sigh. While he was still grappling with his thoughts, his servant shook his shoulder. Lev didn¡¯t respond. His servant probably thought he was drunk and laughing like a madman. "Everyone. I¡¯ll take the young master to the carriage and bring him home." After saying that, his servant casually told everyone in the bar to keep drinking. Then, his servant helped him stand and guided him out. As he opened the door and stepped outside, he saw that it was snowing. The night sky was covered in clouds, and the moon seemed too shy to show itself. Woosh! A strong, cold wind blew, forcing everyone to stay indoors. The snow-covered streets were eerily quiet. "Who am I?" "What do you mean, Young Master?" "Just answer my question." "I¡¯m not sure what you mean. But you are the prominent son of a noble family in this land." His servant explained further¡­ Lev was the son of Duke Razanov. Duke Razanov was a prominent noble in the Kingdom of Dragomirov, which was the largest kingdom in the northern part of the Avalon continent. His servant explained in great detail. Although he exaggerated some parts, when it came to Lev¡¯s background, he didn¡¯t dare lie. Lev was a well-known noble child. He was exceptionally skilled with a sword. His mental development was also remarkable¡ªhe could speak faster than other children his age. In swordsmanship, he could defeat every boy in the kingdom, provided they were the same age as him. Because of this, his parents adored him. He lived in what people called perfection. Lev¡¯s excellence in various fields made him the ideal successor to his father¡¯s noble title. But all of that ended when he failed his Coming of Age Ceremony. He failed to create a mana pool, and as a result, he was labeled a failure. Both of his parents insulted and berated him, calling him a useless child who had wasted their efforts in raising him. Since Lev was still in front of the bar, he could hear the voices of the people drinking inside. "Hahaha. Isn¡¯t he such a fool?" "Yeah, even though he¡¯s the Duke¡¯s son, he still got drunk here and paid for all our expensive drinks." They seemed to be mocking him. "Hey, keep your voice down. If he hears you, you¡¯ll be killed. Don¡¯t you know how hot-tempered he is?" "I know. He¡¯s famous for his sky-high arrogance. I heard he didn¡¯t hesitate to kill his own servants when they spoke ill of his family. But I saw how drunk he was earlier. Don¡¯t worry, he won¡¯t hear us." "Do you know why he came here? Tomorrow is his Coming of Age Ceremony." "I don¡¯t know. Normally, we¡¯d be preparing for the ceremony. But I guess that doesn¡¯t apply to the Duke¡¯s son." Their chatter continued. The place they were drinking wasn¡¯t an ordinary bar. If you imagined it as a rundown bar on the side of the road, you¡¯d be wrong. The interior of the bar was luxurious. The maids attending to the patrons were also neatly dressed. Lev glanced up. Above the entrance was a sign that read: Heaven Bar. This bar catered exclusively to nobles. The people Lev was said to have treated were all nobles. Though their ranks were low, they were still nobles. While waiting for the horse-drawn carriage driver to arrive from the parking area, Lev asked his servant: "How much money do you have on you?" "What do you mean, Young Master?" "I don¡¯t recall saying I¡¯d treat them. So, go back inside and pay with your own money." "Y-You must be kidding, Young Master!" "No. I¡¯m serious." "That would cost several Aurum gold coins, Young Master. How could I possibly have that much money?" "If you can¡¯t pay, then tell them they¡¯ll have to pay for themselves." "Aren¡¯t you afraid they¡¯ll insult you, Young Master?" "I don¡¯t care. This was your mistake from the start. You¡¯re the one who brought me here and casually announced that I¡¯d treat them. So, I''ll only make them blame you.¡± With wide eyes, and an expressionless face, Lev patted his private servant on the shoulder. [You have received your first quest.] [Quest: Foil your sibling¡¯s plan. Reward: Black Magic Authority. Description: Evil deeds should not succeed. Your sibling plans to make you fail your Coming of Age Ceremony. Foil their plan and claim the reward you deserve.] Chapter 3 - A Cold Night, A New Beginning
If most people would close the windows of their carriage when a horse-drawn carriage is moving in a snowstorm, Lev was different from them. He opened the window of the carriage and leaned his head against the window frame, allowing some of his white hair to catch the outside air, blown by the wind, swaying beautifully. If the carriage he was riding in was an old, rusty one, the vibrations from the ride would have made his head shake repeatedly. However, the carriage he was in was quite advanced, equipped with state-of-the-art suspension. Although some aspects of this world resemble the medieval period on Earth, some things are still quite modern thanks to the implementation of magic tools. One by one, snowflakes fell on Lev¡¯s hair and face. The cold air slowly sobered him up. His blurry eyes began to return to normal, and his vision gradually stabilized. He regained full control of his body. Although he wasn¡¯t completely sober yet, he had recovered enough to sort through the tangled thoughts in his mind. ¡®Let¡¯s think this through one step at a time.¡¯ He looked up at the sky. It was true that the moon was hidden behind thick clouds due to the snowstorm, but there was still another moon shining in a different part of the sky. In other words, the natural satellites of this continent¡ªor perhaps this planet¡ªnumbered more than one. There was no mistake; this was still the same world he had been living in. As if to confirm something, Lev pulled out a pocket watch. It wasn¡¯t an ordinary pocket watch. It didn¡¯t just tell the time; it also displayed the date, month, and year. 00:05 O¡¯Clock. ¡®It seems it¡¯s already past midnight.¡¯ - Date 15, Month 1, Year 1418 A.N - In this world, the division of time was the same as on Earth: 24 hours in a day, 30 days in a month, and 360 days in a year. However, that wasn¡¯t what Lev was thinking about. ¡®If this is still the year 1418 A.N¡­¡¯ ¡®Twelve years ago!?¡¯ It turned out he came back twelve years ago. If this was twelve years ago, it meant that the main character, Hansen, hadn¡¯t yet embarked on many of his heroic deeds. In the novel Hero¡¯s Destiny, the first month of the year 1418 A.N was the time when Hansen was still living as an ordinary village boy. For now, he was still training in his village. ¡®Thankfully, Hansen doesn¡¯t live in this kingdom.¡¯ At this time, Hansen was still living in the Kingdom of Marcia, located in the center of the Avalon continent. The Kingdom of Marcia was also the setting for the main plot of Hansen¡¯s heroic journey. According to the timeline, the year 1418 A.N was when the story of Hero¡¯s Destiny began. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. Why did Lev feel relieved knowing that Hansen didn¡¯t live in the same kingdom? If you think logically, the best way to deal with a main character who would eventually betray humanity would be to kill him. Lev had briefly entertained that thought. But he shook his head to dismiss such an impossible idea. Like most protagonists, Hansen possessed unreasonable strength from the very beginning. On the Avalon continent, people focused on developing their swordsmanship and magical skills from a young age. However, there was a limit to how far one could develop their abilities. They could keep training, and their skills would continue to improve, but their progress would be very slow. Only after creating a mana pool could they exponentially increase their abilities. The problem was, only those who had reached the age of eighteen years could create a mana pool. The process of forming a mana pool upon turning eighteen was known as the Coming of Age Ceremony. However, this rule didn¡¯t apply to Hansen. While everyone else in the world had to wait until they were eighteen to create a mana pool, Hansen had possessed one since he was a toddler. How unfair such a setting was? Don¡¯t you think so? ¡®I¡¯ll gain enough power first so that I won¡¯t be afraid when the time comes to face him.¡¯ Since the story had just begun, many of the items Hansen was supposed to obtain hadn¡¯t been discovered yet. Some hidden skills scattered across the continent also remained untouched. There was still plenty of time to change things. But first, he had to change the unfortunate fate that awaited him soon. That¡¯s why he was grateful not to be in the same kingdom as Hansen. For now, he had to deal with his personal affairs before getting involved in the main plot of the novel. In this world, the fate awaiting him was to become an extra villain. His name, Lev Razanov, was never mentioned in the novel Hero¡¯s Destiny, but he would eventually meet the real villain and become a puppet. He would only be freed from the real villain¡¯s control after the villain was defeated by Hansen. ¡®I¡¯ll think about that later.¡¯ He was more curious about the quest he had just received from the Hero¡¯s System. ¡®Did the Hero¡¯s System appear because of my final wish when I was on Earth? Or was it born out of my guilt toward humanity for becoming a mass-destruction machine?¡¯ [Quest: Foil your sibling¡¯s plan. Reward: Black Magic Authority.] ¡®If I can obtain Black Magic Authority¡­¡¯ The hellish life he had lived before would become much easier. Moreover, his first goal aligned with the mission given by the Hero¡¯s System. Even if he failed to obtain Black Magic Authority, he could still piece together information from Hero¡¯s Destiny and his previous life to gain an ability to foresee the future¡­ Well, it might be an exaggeration to call it an ability to foresee the future. In essence, he would use the knowledge in his mind for his own benefit. ¡®I don¡¯t care if this world is a novel world governed by some god. I will change the unfortunate fate that awaits me.¡¯ ¡®I refuse to live miserably over and over again.¡¯ As Lev thought this, his fists clenched tightly. His eyes grew sharp, and he unconsciously bit his lip. Thankfully, his lip and hands didn¡¯t bleed. It would have been dangerous if he started bleeding while the snowstorm was still raging outside. ¡°Young Master, if you keep the carriage window open, we¡¯ll freeze. Could you close it?¡± The voice of his servant making a request snapped him out of his deep thoughts. Inside the carriage, Lev wasn¡¯t alone. His servant had been sitting across from him the entire time. The snowflakes that entered the carriage had been hitting his servant. But it wasn¡¯t the shivering that Lev noticed from his servant¡ªit was his appearance. Unlike his usual neat attire, shiny face, and spotless skin, his servant¡¯s face was now bruised. His clothes were also disheveled. Following Lev¡¯s earlier order, his servant had indeed gone back into the bar to inform all the nobles inside that Lev wouldn¡¯t be treating them. Naturally, all the low-ranking nobles had erupted in anger and beaten his servant. ¡°Did it feel good?¡± ¡°What do you mean, Young Master? If you¡¯re asking whether being the target of those nobles¡¯ anger felt good, of course it didn¡¯t.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not what I meant. Well, it doesn¡¯t matter if you don¡¯t intend to speak up.¡± Lev glanced at the sword lying beside him. It was a double-edged sword. He picked it up and drew the blade slightly, revealing its gleaming edge. Then, he casually placed the blade near his servant¡¯s neck. Throughout this, Lev maintained an expressionless face. Meanwhile, his servant could only widen his eyes in shock. ¡°W-What are you doing, Young Master?¡±
Chapter 4 - At Least Ive Give Him A Chance
"You know, I no longer want to be a puppet of the main villain in a story tasked with slaughtering others, nor do I want to go mad with revenge. Honestly, I just want to be a kind person. So, I¡¯ll give you a chance. If you answer all my questions honestly, I¡¯ll let you go just like that." You might be wondering why Lev is acting like an extra villain? Threatening his servant, who had served him for years, and speaking in mysterious tones¡ªthese are all clich¨¦s of an extra villain. To Lev, his behavior might seem very clich¨¦d, but to his servant, it was different in the eyes of his servant. "Young Master. Why are you suddenly doing this? Normally, you¡¯re a very calm person who upholds noble values. You would never threaten a lowly servant like me. But why are you doing this now?" Gulp! His servant was so nervous that he swallowed hard. His Adam¡¯s apple bobbed up and down. Cold sweat dripped from his temples. This wasn¡¯t normal, especially since the cold air was still seeping into the carriage. But the nervousness and fear that made his body tremble could still cause cold sweat to form. The old Lev would never have suddenly interrogated his subordinates unless they insulted him or his family, but now things were different. What was the pride of a noble? It was nothing but useless garbage. Don¡¯t forget, he had once lived as someone else¡¯s puppet. In this world, the only thing that matters is how strong you are. Period. "First question. Why did you betray me?" "What?" "You still don¡¯t want to answer?" Lev pressed the sword closer to his servant¡¯s neck until it touched the skin, drawing a small trickle of blood. "Second question. What orders did Boris give you?" When his servant heard Lev¡¯s second question, his eyes revealed that he now understood the situation he was in. "S-So you already know everything, Young Master?!" His servant seemed convinced that Lev was aware of everything. His servant then told Lev everything. The reason his servant had taken Lev to the bar and gotten him drunk was part of the plan and orders from Boris. "And then?" "He ordered me to take you to the Dreamhouse brothel and trap you there." So, it seemed Boris wanted to ruin Lev¡¯s reputation before the Coming of Age Ceremony tomorrow. "He must want to humiliate me in front of the guests." ¡®Just like what happened in my previous life.¡¯ Would ruining Lev¡¯s reputation be enough? Of course not. There was more to it, but it seemed his servant didn¡¯t know the full extent of Boris¡¯s plan. Or perhaps he was deliberately hiding it. His servant went on to explain the details of what would happen at the brothel. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Lev already knew about Boris¡¯s plan. He just wanted to test whether his servant would tell him the truth or not. "Y-Young Master Boris only wanted to get you drunk and lost in pleasure at the brothel. That way, you wouldn¡¯t be able to attend your Coming of Age Ceremony tomorrow." "Is that all?" "Y-Yes?!" When answering Lev¡¯s question, his servant avoided eye contact. His hand movements were also exaggerated: touching his face, scratching his arm, or tapping on the carriage floor. It was true that he wasn¡¯t entirely lying, but it was more disgusting to see him mix lies with the truth. "Do you have a wife?" "N-No." "Do you have sick parents at home?" "Both my parents are healthy. Why are you suddenly asking about that, Young Master? You¡¯re acting very strange." "No. It¡¯s nothing. Last question. Did Boris force you to follow his orders?" "Y-Y¡­ Yes. That¡¯s right. Young Master Boris forced me to take you to the brothel while you were unconscious." His servant waved his hands, trying to make his argument more persuasive. Sigh¡­ When Lev heard his servant¡¯s defense, he let out a long sigh. ¡®At least I gave him a chance.¡¯ If there had been any other reasonable explanation, Lev would have considered sparing his servant''s life. But, using the interrogation skills he had gained from his life on Earth, he could clearly see the lies his servant was telling. Body language, eye movements, excessive sweating, changes in tone of voice¡­ These were all clear signs of deception. "Goodbye, and thank you." Slash! The space inside the carriage wasn¡¯t large, so Lev couldn¡¯t make a wide swing when finishing off his servant. He didn¡¯t cut his servant¡¯s neck clean off, so the servant wasn¡¯t killed instantly. The servant¡¯s severed neck gushed fresh, thick blood as Lev slit his throat. The blood threatened to splatter onto Lev, but the servant reflexively covered his wounded neck with both hands. It wasn¡¯t to protect his master, but likely due to the unbearable pain. He even thrashed around uncontrollably, rolling on the carriage floor. Neigh! The sound of a horse whinnying could be heard. The coachman driving the carriage seemed to panic when he heard the servant¡¯s agonized groans. But it only lasted a moment. Once the servant breathed his last, the coachman calmed down and smoothly resumed driving the carriage. Perhaps the coachman was used in situations like this? "Do you still wish to proceed to the brothel as your servant previously instructed, Young Master?" "Yes." Lev answered the coachman¡¯s question briefly. ¡®For now, I¡¯ll play along with the game you¡¯ve prepared, Boris.¡¯ Boris was the name of Lev¡¯s younger brother. The two of them, Lev and Boris, were known to have a warm relationship. However, Lev knew that Boris had long wanted to bring him down. ¡®If this were me in my previous life, I would have fallen right into his trap.¡¯ *** "We¡¯ve arrived, Young Master." The coachman informed Lev. Lev immediately stepped out of the carriage. He didn¡¯t forget to instruct the coachman to clean up the mess inside. Without saying much, the coachman simply nodded. Of course, Lev handed him a few Aurum gold coins. He took them from the Magic Pouch hanging at his waist. "Hmm. You¡¯ve arrived, Young Master!" Not long after Lev stepped out, someone greeted him. She was a middle-aged woman. She had an ordinary face, but her clothing immediately caught Lev¡¯s attention. Her outfit was completely inappropriate for a snowstorm. It was freezing outside, but she managed to stay without shivering, wearing only thin fabric that barely covered her body. Whether intentional or not, her stomach was exposed to the air, revealing a pierced navel. What stood out even more was the cleavage of her breasts, which spilled out of her outfit. Any normal person would have swallowed hard just looking at her proportions. "Who are you?" "My name is Madam Fleur. I¡¯m here as the manager of the brothel where you¡¯ll be enjoying yourself." Even though her words were casual, Madam Fleur¡¯s initial response was one of surprise. It seemed she was shocked that Lev hadn¡¯t arrived drunk and unconscious. "No need to be so surprised. I¡¯ll still go in, even if I¡¯m not in the condition you expected." Lev moved his face closer to Madam Fleur¡¯s. There was no avoidance of eye contact. Madam Fleur boldly met his gaze with a relaxed smile. Lev placed his hand on Madam Fleur¡¯s shoulder. Her shoulder was also uncovered, so what he touched was her bare skin. From there, he could tell that she wasn¡¯t entirely unaffected. Her shoulder trembled from the cold. "In that case, I¡¯ll escort you inside." Strangely, she didn¡¯t pull away when Lev caressed her shoulder. She remained professional in welcoming him. Lev quickly removed his hand from her shoulder, as he only wanted to test her reaction. "What is this feeling?" he muttered softly. Although Lev raised an eyebrow, he continued to follow Madam Fleur from behind, like a duckling following its mother.
Chapter 5 - I鈥檓 Not Here to Play Around at the Brothel
The name of Dragomirov''s capital was Frostgard. That''s the city where Lev was currently located. The city was famous for its buildings made of ice crystals. The material was chosen because it was resistant to the cold weather. Ice crystals were a material that only existed in this world. But in front of Lev now stood a building with a material dominated by wood. In front of him stood a brothel. ''Although this brothel is in the center of the city, it seems that this area falls into the category of a remote area.'' The brothel stood in the middle of a narrow alley hidden behind the glittering tall buildings in the center of the capital city. The building was old but well-maintained, with wooden walls patched with mounds of snow. A large wooden door decorated with roses greeted Lev. Above the door hung a gilded sign that read ¡°Dreamhouse¡±, illuminated by yellow lanterns that emitted a warm glow. As soon as Lev stepped inside, the scent of incense and jasmine flowers filled the air, creating an intoxicating atmosphere. His feet stepped on a luxurious crimson-colored rug, while a magic crystal chandelier reflected white light throughout the room. Sitting on the sofas around the room were elderly people who appeared to be guests. In front of them was a small table filled with red wine and fresh fruits. Unlike the bar Lev had been in before, the guests were surrounded by women who stuck to them like glue. ¡°Where are you taking me?¡± Lev asked casually. ¡°This general reception room is not suitable for someone of high-class noble blood like you, Young Master. I will take you to a place worthy of your majesty.¡± ¡°Do you think I''m a fool? A noble who goes to a brothel¡ªwho would be swayed by your praise?¡± ¡°...I don''t mean that.¡± ''Oh, not provoked? Lev then continued, ¡°You think I don''t know that I shouldn''t be in this place? Well, I was a little looking forward to the banquet you prepared, actually.¡± Lev walked through the stairs to the upper floors. On several floors, he saw dark and mysterious hallways. Long silk curtains covered the doors leading to private rooms. The soft music of harps and flutes could be heard from inside each room, accompanied by laughter and whispers. However, he did not hear the sound of people moaning as commonly heard in brothels. ''Is there no sexual activity here?'' When Lev asked Madam Fleur, she explained that sexual services were reserved exclusively for a few important guests, like himself at the moment. ¡°Are there no soundproofing features in their rooms?¡± You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story. ¡°I have set aside a soundproof room for you, Young Master.¡± Arriving at the top floor, it was not a dark and mysterious hallway that greeted him. It appeared that there was only one large room. The door of the room looked much more grand and luxurious than the entrance of a brothel. ¡°Before you enter the room. I hope you can wait here for a moment.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Without asking many questions, Lev sat down on the soft sofa at the front of the room. While waiting for Madam Fleur who was going downstairs¡ªwho knows what she was doing, he fiddled with his pocket watch. ''If there''s a chance, I should look for a book.'' His hand was itching to hold a book. Considering his hobby was reading novels in his previous life, he was a little curious about what storybooks were presented in this world. During the eighteen years he had lived as Lev Razanov in this world, he had rarely or almost never read books, especially fiction storybooks. A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Madam Fleur went back upstairs. Only that this time, behind her were four other people following like a horde of ducklings. ¡°Do you really like being a mother duck?¡± ¡°What do you mean, Young Master?¡± ¡°Nothing.¡± ¡°In that case, please choose the woman you wish to bring into the room.¡± The appearance of the women brought in by Madam Fleur clearly had a very alluring appearance. However, they all wore veils over their faces, so Lev could not tell whether they were beautiful or not. Only their eyes were visible to him. Was he required to choose randomly? If he came in unconscious, Madam Fleur would definitely use a pre-arranged woman. ''But why is she making me choose randomly now?'' [Low-level Seductive Magic was detected aimed at you.] Lev''s eyes instantly widened. When he saw the notification from the Hero''s System, he thought that the person casting Seductive Magic was one of the women brought by Madam Fleur, but it was actually Madam Fleur herself. ¡°If I may make a suggestion, you should choose...¡± Before Madam Fleur could finish her sentence, Lev bit his lower lip until it bled. [You successfully cancel Seductive Magic - Low Level.] Lev''s eyes, which had previously been pink, a sign that he had been exposed to seductive magic, had now returned to normal. Hufft~ He glared at Madam Fleur. Of course, Madam Fleur''s eyes widened as well. Her eyebrows were arched high, forming a clear line of surprise on her forehead. She looked incredulous that Lev managed to cancel the seductive magic she had cast. ''It''s lucky it was only low-level magic.'' If the level of magic Madam Fleur used was a little higher, he would have fallen into her trap. The Hero''s System notifications were helpful, but Lev''s quick response also contributed greatly to canceling the seductive magic. ¡°Summon the least attractive woman in this brothel!¡± Lev''s tone became sharper. If their plan was to lure him with the beauty or sexiness of a woman''s body, he only needed to tell Madam Fleur to bring the least attractive woman. You may wonder, why would Lev bother going to a brothel if the only mission he had received was to foil the plans of his younger brother, Boris? He just needs to go home, and Boris'' plan will automatically fail, right? Then do you think Lev came to the brothel on his own accord to have fun? You''re obviously wrong if you think so. [A condition: Save the innocent people involved in your brother''s plan]. ''You''re really forcing me to act like a hero, aren''t you.'' Lev was required to save someone¡ªyes, someone he himself didn''t know who it was. At first, he thought that the person who needed to be saved was his servant, but when he saw his servant''s lies, that guess was no longer valid. Temporarily, he guessed there were two people who could be the target for him to save. Madam Fleur, or one of the prostitutes assigned to trap him. However, seeing how Madam Fleur used seductive magic, she was not the target for him to save. It should be so. ¡°As you wish, Young Master.¡± A mysterious smile appeared on Madam Fleur''s lips. She nodded and bowed slightly when accepting Lev''s request to bring the least attractive woman. Madam Fleur went back downstairs, bringing back the other four prostitutes. Just when Lev thought things were getting quieter, one of the four prostitutes Madam Fleur had brought down, had gone upstairs by herself. ''Is that her?
Chapter 6 - Madam Fleur
"Young Master. Please don¡¯t send me away. I¡¯ll definitely satisfy you." It was only natural for a prostitute who received orders from a noble to not dare disobey. Once they got involved with nobles¡ªespecially high-ranking ones like the Razanov family¡ªthey could only resign themselves to their fate. "If someone forced you, you don¡¯t need to worry. The person who ordered you to approach me won¡¯t be able to do anything to you from now on. You can relax." "W-What do you mean, Young Master?" "Don¡¯t play dumb. When I¡¯m still speaking nicely, don¡¯t argue." The woman tilted her head. However, it wasn¡¯t long before she furrowed her brows instead. Her eyebrows knitted together as if she was annoyed by something. "Why is it like this?" the woman muttered softly. If Lev were his past self, he wouldn¡¯t have been able to hear what the woman said¡ªeven now, he couldn¡¯t hear her muttering, but Lev could read her lips and understand what she was saying. The woman¡¯s eyes, which had previously looked confused, now returned to normal. Not only that, but her eyes also narrowed slightly, as if she had found a resolution. Surprisingly, she opened her mouth and said, "Ah," as if she had realized something. "I-I¡¯ll serve you well tonight, Young Master." The woman approached and hugged Lev tightly. Her strong push forced Lev¡¯s body backward, crashing into the door and entering the only room on the top floor of Dreamhouse Brothel. After entering the room, she guided Lev¡¯s hand to her chest. The large mounds of her breasts could be felt by Lev through the sense of touch in his hand. They were soft, supple, and bouncy. But since he was feeling them through the fabric, he couldn''t sense it to the fullest. "You¡­" Before Lev could speak, the woman had already removed her veil and tried to lock his mouth with her lips. *** There were two common paths for those who had created a mana pool. Physical or Magic. In short, if you chose to focus on Physical, you had to develop your body. But if you chose to focus on Magic, you had to train your mind. Generally speaking, women often chose the Magic path. They tended to use their minds more. It could be said that the concept of "women being weaker than men" was no longer applied in this world. Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon. "How could he cancel my magic?" Madam Fleur, who had gone down to the ground floor, muttered softly. For someone who had created a mana pool, it was impossible for them to fail to cast spells on someone who hadn¡¯t. ¡®Didn¡¯t Young Master Lev not have a mana pool yet?¡¯ Although she looked confused, a smile appeared on her face instead. Madam Fleur stopped thinking. She opened a door disguised as part of the floor. When she lifted it, a staircase leading to the basement was revealed. Aside from the room on the top floor, Dreamhouse Brothel also had a room in the basement. It wasn¡¯t too deep, and the room could be reached by descending just a few dozen steps. Like most basements, dim candlelight illuminated the corridor. The golden glow of the candles also lit up Madam Fleur¡¯s footsteps. Upon reaching one of the basement rooms, Madam Fleur opened the door and entered. Although the atmosphere along the corridor suggested that the basement was a prison, the room Madam Fleur entered was anything but. It was fully equipped with a bathroom, table, chairs, lamps, and a bed. Madam Fleur hadn¡¯t come to admire the room¡¯s beauty. Instead, she was there to meet a woman lying on the bed. This woman was the only one labeled as the least attractive woman in Dreamhouse brothel. The first reason she was considered the least attractive was her body size. She was too fat to meet the beauty standards of Dreamhouse Brothel. When she lay face down on the bed, even Madam Fleur had trouble seeing her head. "Daria!" Madam Fleur called the woman¡¯s name warmly. The formal expression she always showed to Lev was completely gone, replaced by a genuine smile. "Why are you calling me?" The woman turned over and replied curtly while scratching her round belly. The oversized clothes Daria wore were tattered, and her hair was a mess as if she hadn¡¯t bathed in ages. Even though the room had a bathroom, she looked more like a prisoner. Anyone would assume that Madam Fleur had locked Daria in a prison cell, especially given her unattractive appearance. More specifically, people would think that Madam Fleur had thrown her there to let her die at any time. But that wasn¡¯t the case. "How long do you plan to stay cooped up here?" As Madam Fleur said, it was Daria herself who wanted to stay in this room, not Madam Fleur. "Leave me alone here. If I go out¡­" Daria stopped speaking. The room suddenly fell silent. An awkward atmosphere enveloped the two of them. Madam Fleur remembered the impact of Daria leaving the basement. Daria had once been asked to go out and entertain guests, but all the guests left immediately. The room that was supposed to be her workplace became eerily quiet. All because they saw Daria¡¯s appearance. To be honest, Daria¡¯s body resembled a giant snowball, perfectly round. Even when she lay on the bed, it creaked whenever she moved. The sound of the bed cracking could occasionally be heard. "I didn¡¯t actually want you to get involved with the guest who ordered me to bring you, but the situation has become a bit complicated. I had no choice but to bring you to him." "Hmm. Alright then. I¡¯ll go. I¡¯ll chase away the person who made Sister Fleur sad." "Haha. I¡¯m not sad. The problem is, if he leaves just like that, I¡¯ll be in trouble too¡­ But I have a little hope for that guest." "I don¡¯t understand what you mean. Do I just need to go there?" "Yes." Daria got up from her bed, causing a loud thud. Even the floor where she stepped vibrated slightly. "By the way, Sister Fleur, why do you always use such an ordinary face?" "It¡¯s better to appear ordinary than to attract unwanted attention." Madam Fleur smiled meaningfully as she responded to Daria¡¯s question. On the other hand, Daria just scratched her head, a sign that she was still confused by Madam Fleur¡¯s reasoning.
Chapter 7 - Memory Orb Madam Fleur and Daria went up to the top floor. However, they were both shocked by what they saw. They did not find Lev in front of the room. If before, the large door of the only room on the top floor hadn''t been wide open, now the door was wide open. Inside the room, Lev was already sitting on the bed. His hands were holding something¡ªa small black pill. Lev¡¯s eyes were serious as he stared at the small black pill. Madam Fleur, upon seeing Lev inside the room, did not react much. However, when she saw what was at Lev¡¯s feet, she immediately discarded the formal expression she had intended to present when facing him. It turned out that beneath Lev¡¯s feet lay a woman. When she observed the face that was no longer covered by a veil, she realized that it was the female prostitute she had brought earlier. She had assumed that all four women she had offered to Lev had returned with her. Apparently, one of them had insisted on approaching him. As Madam Fleur stepped closer, her eyes widened even more. It was not just that the woman was lying down¡ªblood had pooled around her body. A dagger was firmly embedded in her stomach. ¡°What have you done, Young Master?!¡± Madam Fleur could not stop herself from shouting. She looked furious. ¡°You¡¯re finally here?¡± Lev responded to Madam Fleur¡¯s outburst in a relaxed tone. Even so, he understood why she was yelling. Lev¡¯s gaze alternated between Madam Fleur¡¯s shocked expression and the female prostitute lying on the floor. Just moments before Madam Fleur arrived, Lev had still been thinking that the person he needed to save was the female prostitute. However, after witnessing her aggressive behavior earlier, he changed his mind. There was also another reason he categorized the female prostitute as someone who did not deserve to be saved. After all, it would be foolish for Lev to fall for a woman¡¯s seduction again when he had already lived through two different lives. When the female prostitute had tried to kiss him, Lev had noticed something inside her mouth. Instantly, he had executed an uppercut-like motion¡ªusing his palm to push her chin upward¡ªforcing her to spit out a black pill from her mouth. That black pill was what Lev was holding now. Of course, he was not holding it with his bare hands¡ªtoo disgusting. He had picked it up from the floor using a handkerchief. Then, he wiped it clean, split it in half, and sniffed it. There was no mistake. It was a Letharis Pill. It wouldn¡¯t have been harmful if merely placed inside the mouth, but once swallowed and dissolved by stomach acid, its effects could be fatal. If someone ingested a Letharis Pill, their Mana Veins would be utterly destroyed. While it wasn¡¯t a pill meant to kill, the destruction of one¡¯s Mana Veins rendered a person useless. If a noble were to consume it, it would be akin to death. Mana Veins were the pathways through which Mana flowed inside a person¡¯s body. Even if one had yet to form a Mana Pool, they had to take good care of their Mana Veins. Only then could they successfully create a Mana Pool when their coming-of-age ceremony arrived. Lev, on the other hand, had failed to create a Mana Pool in his previous life. ¡®And it was all because of this pill.¡¯ Even though Lev genuinely wanted to be a good person, he had no intention of being naive. That was why he had not hesitated to stab the female prostitute when he realized that she had intended to poison him. Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more. Madam Fleur, seeing the female prostitute lying helplessly before Lev, did not just scream¡ªshe immediately stepped forward and checked the woman¡¯s condition. She placed her hand on the female prostitute¡¯s wrist, her expression serious as she checked for a pulse. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I didn¡¯t kill her¡­ not yet.¡± ¡°Why did you do this, Young Master?¡± ¡°Do you know what this pill is?¡± ¡°That¡­¡± Lev showed the Letharis Pill to Madam Fleur. Her eyes immediately narrowed, indicating that she recognized what Lev was holding. ¡°So, you do know.¡± ¡°How¡­¡± ¡°I don¡¯t need to explain to you that she tried to give this to me, do I?¡± Madam Fleur gave a slight nod. It seemed she quickly understood what had happened without Lev having to explain further. Once she grasped the situation, Madam Fleur stood up, bowed, and apologized to Lev. ¡°I will be honest with you, Young Master. I was actually¡­¡± ¡°Wait. Before you explain everything to me, I need your help. More precisely, I need your power.¡± ¡°What do you mean?¡± ¡°Aren¡¯t you an expert in seductive magic? Try casting a spell on this female prostitute.¡± ¡°...¡± ¡°Or¡­ is your seductive magic ineffective against the same gender?¡± ¡°¡­Fine.¡± Madam Fleur obeyed Lev¡¯s command. She made the female prostitute fall under her control using seductive magic. Perhaps because the female prostitute was just an ordinary woman who had never trained her body or magic, she succumbed to Madam Fleur¡¯s spell with ease. Her eyes turned pink and heart-shaped. Someone under the effects of seductive magic tended to reveal anything the caster asked, just like how a person madly in love would give their entire soul and body to the one they loved. Lev ordered Madam Fleur to ask a few questions. From those questions, Lev learned everything he needed to know. It turned out that the female prostitute was indeed not a good person. The story began a few days ago when Boris had come to the Dreamhouse brothel. There, he had gotten drunk and started talking about how he would destroy Lev. As it happened, the female prostitute whom Lev had stabbed was the one who had served Boris, and she had volunteered to help him. Boris himself was supposed to be the one to deliver the Letharis Pill, but he had entrusted the task to the female prostitute instead. ¡°If I succeed in fulfilling Young Master Boris¡¯ request, I will definitely rise to become a noblewoman!¡± The female prostitute suddenly shouted. ¡®So she was promised by Boris that she would become his wife. How foolish.¡¯ Whether it was the female prostitute being used by Boris or Boris using a female prostitute, they were both equally foolish. As she continued ranting and yelling incoherently, the female prostitute kept coughing up blood until, finally, she closed her eyes forever. Had the female prostitute not been truly evil¡ªhad there been any shred of goodness in her heart¡ªLev might have still tried to save her life. The reason he had not killed her immediately was that he had held onto a sliver of hope that she wasn¡¯t evil. ¡®Well, it can¡¯t be helped.¡¯ Throughout the female prostitute¡¯s confession, Madam Fleur had been clenching her fists. She looked extremely upset. ¡°Actually¡­ I was also part of the scheme to trap you. More precisely, it was your younger sibling¡¯s plan to disgrace you.¡± Madam Fleur walked to the corner of the room. She took a painting off the wall. Behind it was a small box-shaped hole containing a mysterious crystal orb. Lev knew what it was. That was a Memory Orb. A Memory Orb could record events happening around it. On Earth, it would be comparable to a camera. The difference was that while anyone¡ªeven a child¡ªcould operate a camera by simply pressing a button, a Memory Orb required someone proficient in Mana manipulation to use it. Memory Orbs weren¡¯t common objects found on the street. Only high-ranking nobles, top-tier mages, or individuals with special backgrounds could possess one. In other words, a Memory Orb was a rare magical item. ¡®Yeah, I already knew there was a Memory Orb in this room.¡¯ Had Madam Fleur not retrieved it, Lev had planned to tear the entire room apart. He still remembered the incident in his previous life when the Memory Orb¡¯s recording had been played before the guests at his coming-of-age party. He had been utterly humiliated, powerless to do anything. Shame and disgrace had haunted his mind. Jeers and insults had battered his consciousness. ¡°My only order was to record your sexual activities. I accepted the task because I thought I wouldn¡¯t have to harm you. But I never expected that¡­¡± Before Madam Fleur could finish speaking, Lev approached her and took the Memory Orb from her hand. He did it as if it were the most natural thing in the world, flowing effortlessly. Then, he placed it inside his magic pouch. The size of the magic pouch was smaller than the size of the Memory Orb, but because the magic pouch was imbued with dimensional magic, the fist-sized Memory Orb could still fit in. Watching Lev take the Memory Orb and store it in his magic pouch, Madam Fleur was momentarily stunned. She observed Lev as if looking at a shameless little thief. For a moment, the air felt a little awkward for Madam Fleur¡ªbut not for Lev. Chapter 8 -I Succefully Completed My First Mission
Even though Madam Fleur was looking at him with narrowed eyes and a frown, Lev maintained a straight face. "What are you looking at? Please continue with what you were about to say." "It seems you¡¯re quite good at appraising valuable items." When Madam Fleur glanced at his magic pouch with a look of disgust, Lev finally understood what was happening. ¡®There¡¯s no way I¡¯d let a precious magic item like this slip away.¡¯ Lev considered the Memory Orb as loot from the mission given by the Hero¡¯s System. Besides, he had already thought about how he would use the Memory Orb, so he shamelessly took it with a straight face. "You should be grateful that I took it peacefully." "Yes. I know you must hate me." "Now that I think about it, why did you tell me that you were involved in the plan to trap me? Were you afraid I¡¯d kill you too?" "The first reason is that I didn¡¯t want you to take your anger out on the women in my brothel. The second reason¡­" Madam Fleur paused and took out an envelope. She handed it to Lev and continued, "If you want to vent your anger, you can kill me now. After all, with the failure of the plan to trap you, I¡¯ll likely end up losing my life anyway." When Lev received the envelope from Madam Fleur, his head felt as if it had been struck by lightning. His hair stood on end, and his eyes widened momentarily. What he held in his hands was something he had never expected. He didn¡¯t pay attention to Madam Fleur¡¯s desperate words. Instead, he focused on the symbol on the envelope. His eyes were fixed on the symbol of a split moon stamped on the envelope. It wasn¡¯t drawn with ink but was an actual seal, making the split moon look incredibly realistic. The split moon symbol and the Letharis Pill¡­ Lev finally pieced everything together. ¡®So, you¡¯ve been planning to ruin my life from the very beginning, huh?¡¯ A mysterious smile appeared on Lev¡¯s face. "It seems the person who ordered you to trap me wasn¡¯t my little brother." "...You already know?" The contents of the envelope weren¡¯t detailed. The paper inside only contained instructions for Madam Fleur to assist Boris. "But how did you coordinate so perfectly with Boris¡¯s plan?" "At first, I only received orders through this envelope. I was quite confused about what to do since there were no specific instructions, but a few days later, your brother came and told me to trap you by letting you sleep with a courtesan of his choosing." "Then, the most important question: what¡¯s your relationship with the person who gave you this envelope? Or should I say, who are you really?" "Actually¡­" "It¡¯s fine if you don¡¯t want to tell me." If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. Lev had already guessed Madam Fleur¡¯s identity, the purpose of the Dreamhouse brothel, and who had given her orders through the mysterious envelope with the split moon symbol. Nightfall Organization. That was the name of the largest criminal organization on the Avalon continent, and the owner of the split moon symbol. Unlike typical criminal groups, they were highly organized. It was impossible for Lev not to know about them. They were the organization he had joined after being exiled by his family in his previous life. They were also the main organization that Hansen fought against. Of course, even though he had joined the largest criminal organization on the continent, Lev had only held the lowest rank in the Nightfall Organization. ¡®If I was only given the lowest rank in the end, why are they targeting me now?¡¯ ¡®Is it because¡­¡¯ A light bulb seemed to light up above Lev¡¯s head as he guessed the true intentions of the Nightfall Organization. ¡®Sorry, but this time you¡¯ll fail.¡¯ Madam Fleur, who had initially hesitated, now seemed determined to tell Lev everything. Even though Lev didn¡¯t pressure her to speak, Madam Fleur voluntarily revealed that she was part of the Nightfall Organization. "Actually, it¡¯s not entirely accurate to say I¡¯m a member of the Nightfall Organization." She said she had never been directly involved in the organization¡¯s main activities. Her tasks had always been to gather information and provide a portion of the brothel¡¯s earnings to them. She had never even met a member of the Nightfall Organization in person. In other words, she had a connection with the organization but wasn¡¯t formally part of it. There had been a time when Madam Fleur refused their orders, but soon after, several courtesans were mysteriously killed. If you asked how Madam Fleur delivered money to them or how she responded to their messages, the answer was that she simply left the money or messages in an abandoned house in the slums. ¡®But from what I remember, there was no place like Dreamhouse Brothel connected to them.¡¯ When Lev joined the Nightfall Organization, he knew there were many information-gathering points and revenue sources scattered across various kingdoms on the Avalon continent, including the Kingdom of Dragomirov. However, he didn¡¯t recall a place called Dreamhouse Brothel. ¡®It seems Dreamhouse Brothel will soon be destroyed, and Madam Fleur and the women here will be eliminated.¡¯ But why? Didn¡¯t this place¡ªor Madam Fleur herself¡ªsuccessfully carry out the plan to trap me in my previous life? Lev wondered for a moment, but then he remembered that the Nightfall Organization was the largest criminal group, known for its ruthless actions. Such behavior was entirely expected from them. "For now, tell them that you were half-successful in carrying out the plan to trap me." Lev instructed Madam Fleur to inform the Nightfall Organization that Boris had successfully given Lev the Letharis Pill but failed to record Lev with a female prostitute to humiliate him. Upon hearing Lev¡¯s conclusion, Madam Fleur looked surprised. "Don¡¯t you want to kill me?" Lev stared into Madam Fleur¡¯s eyes for a moment, then said, "...Alright, if you insist." Lev pulled the dagger from the female prostitute¡¯s body. He flicked off the blood still clinging to the blade and said softly to Madam Fleur, "Die." He swung the dagger toward Madam Fleur¡¯s neck. Throughout the motion, Madam Fleur¡¯s eyes remained calmly closed. There were no signs of fear in her body¡ªno trembling, cold sweat, or attempts to dodge. None of that. When the dagger was just an inch away, Lev stopped his attack. He lowered the dagger and stored it in his magic pouch. Seeing Madam Fleur¡¯s eyes still tightly closed, Lev forcibly opened her eyelids and blew into her eyes, like someone blowing dust out of another¡¯s eyes. "You¡¯re just a puppet. There¡¯s no need to take your life." Lev might not have the magical ability to distinguish lies from truth, but he knew Madam Fleur wasn¡¯t what he had initially imagined. He chose to save her. [Quest Completed!] [You have successfully completed the mission ¡®Foil Your Sibling¡¯s Plan.¡¯] [Rewards will be granted.] [You have obtained Black Magic Authority.] ¡®It seems my guess was correct.¡¯ It turned out Madam Fleur was indeed the person he needed to save¡ªsomeone caught in the plan to trap him. What if his guess had been wrong, and the female prostitute was the one he was supposed to save? In his heart, Lev told himself it was fine. After all, he didn¡¯t want to become a slave to the Hero¡¯s System. Living solely to obey the Hero¡¯s System¡¯s commands wasn¡¯t the kind of life he wanted. If the quests or missions given by the Hero¡¯s System aligned with his goals, he would complete them. If not, he would simply ignore them.
Chapter 9 - Does She Have Yandere Traits? Lev decided to head home immediately after finishing his business at Dreamhouse Brothel. He chose to leave Madam Fleur behind, allowing her to remain the main manager of Dreamhouse Brothel. As he made his way out of the brothel, Madam Fleur escorted him. "Don¡¯t forget to deliver that envelope." Lev reminded Madam Fleur, who was still holding the envelope. Inside it was a letter Lev had written himself. Initially, he had considered letting Madam Fleur write the contents of the letter, stating that she had been half-successful in trapping him. However, upon remembering that her brothel would be destroyed and her existence erased, Lev decided to write a few personal messages instead. Lev had asked if Madam Fleur wanted to follow him, but she declined, still concerned about the courtesans in her brothel. Lev couldn¡¯t possibly take all the courtesans with him. So, he could only issue a warning through the letter. Inside it was a message to the local branch head of the Nightfall Organization in Frostgard, instructing him or his subordinates not to take any action against Dreamhouse Brothel. "For now, you¡¯ll be safe." "Thank you, Young Master." Madam Fleur bowed deeply. She was likely extremely grateful, not only because Lev had helped her but also because he had given her something valuable. ¡®I can¡¯t wait to see how big Dreamhouse Brothel will become.¡¯ Lev had actually set a few conditions earlier. He asked Madam Fleur to eliminate sexual services, even for special guests like nobles. After all, with Lev¡¯s support, Dreamhouse Brothel¡¯s reputation would rise significantly. "Alright. I¡¯ll be going now." "Wait." Madam Fleur stopped him. She tugged on his sleeve and gestured toward someone behind her. Perhaps Madam Fleur wanted Lev to notice that person as well, so he turned his attention to that person. From behind the door, a head peeked out. A foolish person might have mistaken it for a ghost. But it was the head of a girl. Despite her messy hair, her rare black hair¡ªuncommon in the Kingdom of Dragomirov¡ªcaught Lev¡¯s attention. He wondered why Madam Fleur wanted him to notice this person. Madam Fleur waved her hand like a mother calling her child. With her head lowered, the girl slowly stepped out and approached. "Her name is Daria. Didn¡¯t you ask me to bring the least attractive courtesan earlier? She¡¯s the one who fits your criteria, Young Master." The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation. Madam Fleur introduced Daria to Lev. When Daria¡¯s eyes met Lev¡¯s, he felt as if he had been stung by a bee. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. It wasn¡¯t because of Daria¡¯s large body but because of the intense and fiery gaze that she shoot at him. ¡®Did she just drool?¡¯ Lev felt there was something off about Daria. Her mouth hung open, her eyes were sharp, and the sound of her swallowing saliva could be heard from her throat. Lev hadn¡¯t had any particular intention when he asked Madam Fleur to bring the least attractive courtesan. It had been an impulsive command, born out of irritation after Madam Fleur dared to cast a spell on him. When Lev told Madam Fleur to take Daria back inside Dreamhouse Brothel, Daria¡¯s face turned into that of a child who had just lost her candy. "W-Why?!" Daria asked, on the verge of tears. ¡®What do you mean, why?¡¯ Madam Fleur offered a suggestion. "How about letting her follow you, Young Master? You can order her to do anything, as long as it doesn¡¯t endanger her life." Thinking about it, he had already killed his own guard, so there was no harm in bringing Daria along. "I-I¡¯ll work hard to carry out all your orders, Young Master. You¡¯re free to command me. Even if it risks my life!" Huff~ Huff~ Daria spoke each word with great effort. Her breathing sounded like someone who had just run a marathon. Seeing Daria¡¯s strange behavior, Madam Fleur looked confused. She ended up pulling Daria¡¯s ear and whispering, "What¡¯s wrong with you?" "Hehe, nothing. It¡¯s nothing." Even though her ear was being whispered into, Daria remained focused on Lev¡¯s face¡ªfrom start to finish, her eyes never left him. In the end, Lev decided to take Daria with him. *** By the time Lev left Dreamhouse, several hours had passed since he arrived. He had actually slept for a while there. The time was now six in the morning. The snowstorm from last night had disappeared, replaced by clear skies. The sun was beginning to peek over the horizon. Perhaps because it was winter and the Kingdom of Dragomirov was located in the far north of the continent, the sun¡¯s appearance could be considered quite late. The coachman who had driven Lev¡¯s carriage last night was parked not far from Dreamhouse Brothel. When Lev and Daria entered the carriage, there was no trace of the corpse or bloodstains. It seemed the coachman had done his job well. During the journey, Lev looked out at the brightening scenery. ¡®It¡¯s been years since I last saw this city.¡¯ The capital, Frostgard, was built on a high plateau surrounded by towering ice mountains, making it a natural fortress difficult to breach. With a population of three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand, it was the largest and most densely populated city in the Kingdom of Dragomirov. The majority of the city¡¯s inhabitants were warriors. They enjoyed hunting in the forests and mountains surrounding the capital. In contrast, there were very few magicians. After all, even learning basic magic required resources that were hard to come by, except for nobles. ¡®Then, where did Madam Fleur learn seductive magic?¡¯ Lev decided to ask her about it the next time they met. "Where are you from, Daria?" Lev asked while still resting his head against the window, watching the city pass by. "..." "Daria?" When he didn¡¯t hear a response from Daria, Lev turned and found her leaning her face close to his. Her breath brushed against his cheek. If he had a weak heart, he might have jumped in shock. Fortunately, he remained calm and gently pushed her face away. "You¡¯re so handsome, Young Master!" "What nonsense is that?! Just answer my question." "???" A question mark seemed to appear above Daria¡¯s head. If Lev hadn¡¯t regressed and gained memories of his life on Earth, he might have slapped Daria. "Where are you from?" Lev ended up repeating his question. "You probably haven¡¯t heard of the village I¡¯m from, Young Master. But don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m still a virgin! I can guarantee that!" ¡®What does the name of your village have to do with your virginity?!¡¯ Lev shook his head. ¡®Could she be from there?¡¯ Lev narrowed his eyes, suspecting Daria¡¯s origins. However, he decided to find answers to his doubts later. There was something more important to do¡ªanalyzing the first reward from the Hero¡¯s System, Black Magic Authority. Chapter 10 - Black Magic Authority The mansion where Lev resided was located in the eastern part of Frostgard City. While the city center was the hub of economic activity, the eastern part was predominantly occupied by the mansions of nobles. The carriage Lev was in slowly approached a massive iron gate with the family crest carved into it, the image of a white wolf¡ªthat was the crest of the Razanov family. With the heavy sound of shifting metal, the gate opened, revealing a pathway that cut through a vast garden filled with tall trees and a fountain at its center. After the horse-drawn carriage had ridden far enough, it finally stopped where it was supposed to stop. Lev stepped out of the carriage. Before him stood a grand mansion with elegant white stone walls. Stained glass windows reflected the light of magical lamps from within, while arched balconies added a touch of grace. The large wooden door was already open, and someone stood at the entrance, seemingly waiting for his arrival. Of course, that person was not one of his family members. It was an elderly woman. Her hair was brown, though much of it had turned white, likely due to her advanced age. Even the way she stood was no longer upright; she hunched over, leaning on a cane to keep from falling. ¡°Nanny Greda?¡± When Lev called her name, the old woman immediately turned and tried to approach him. ¡°Ah~ Young Master!¡± Lev, unable to bear seeing his nanny struggle to walk, chose to approach her instead. Nanny Greda had raised him since he was a baby. She had taken care of his clothes, fed him, and looked after him. Although Lev was a talented child, it was common knowledge that he was disliked by his family members. Even for now. A genuine smile spread across Lev¡¯s face. In the past, he had always ignored Nanny Greda, considering his useless and an eyesore¡ªtypical of a proud noble child who placed too much importance on his status, believing that only fellow nobles were worthy of conversation. At the end of the day, Lev realized that Nanny Greda was the only one who truly cared for him. Even when he was treated like trash by everyone in the Razanov family, only Nanny Greda continued to show kindness to him. She reminded him to eat, and bathe, and often urged him to pay more attention to others. However, because Lev, at the time, couldn¡¯t accept his fate¡ªstill clinging to his childish nature¡ªhe acted out and wailed at his father when he was exiled from the Razanov family. Nanny Greda, who had defended Lev, was killed by his father. Only then did Lev obediently leave¡ªterrified. ¡®Back then, I couldn¡¯t stand up for the unjust death you suffered. But now it¡¯s different. I won¡¯t let you die miserably while defending someone as worthless as me.¡¯ Until this day, he regretted not having the courage to stand in front of his nanny¡¯s corpse and confront his family. ¡°Where have you been? I¡¯ve been looking for you everywhere, Young Master. Did you forget that today is an important day for you? Your Coming of Age Ceremony is this evening, but the party will start soon.¡± ¡°You¡¯re still as naggy as ever, huh.¡± ¡°I-I¡¯m sorry, Young Master.¡± Perhaps because Nanny Greda was used to hearing sharp retorts from Lev, she seemed intimidated. But when she noticed that Lev¡¯s tone was unusually gentle, her wrinkled eyelids opened slightly wider. ¡°Let¡¯s go inside.¡± It seemed his nanny had been waiting at the door for quite some time. Her hands felt icy cold when Lev held them. ¡°By the way, where¡¯s Gino? Weren¡¯t you with him?¡± ¡®Is Gino the name of my private servant whom I killed?¡¯ If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. ¡°That person won¡¯t be appearing anymore. Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve brought someone else to replace my private servant.¡± From behind Lev, Daria emerged and introduced herself to Nanny Greda. Lev instructed Nanny Greda to take Daria around to familiarize her with the various areas of the Razanov family mansion. This was to ensure Daria didn¡¯t accidentally enter important or restricted areas, such as the private quarters of the main family members. For some reason, Nanny Greda smiled mysteriously when she saw Daria. The old woman took Daria¡¯s hand and led her out of the mansion. Nanny Greda seemed intent on taking Daria to the servants¡¯ quarters. Within the private grounds of the Razanov family mansion, aside from the main building, there were several smaller structures, including the dedicated building where the servants lived. Lev entered the mansion. His footsteps echoed through the cold marble hallway. The air inside still carried a familiar scent¡ªthe aroma of luxury he hadn¡¯t enjoyed in a long time. Expensive paintings lined the walls. Ornate vases with intricate carvings guided him as he ascended to the upper floor. His destination was his private bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he let out a tired sigh. The bathroom was spacious¡ªresembling a hot spring bath on Earth, where steam rose slowly, heated by a magical core at the bottom of the bathing pool. Lev had already removed the thick robe he was wearing earlier before entering the bathroom. He only needed to take off his shirt and underpants to be completely naked. The underpants here were similar to shorts, only thinner. As he finished removing his shirt, he noticed that the bathroom door was slightly ajar. Daria¡¯s head peeked out from behind the door¡ªfor the second time. Blood dripped from her nose¡­ Moments later, Nanny Greda could be heard dragging her away from the mansion. The entire incident happened so quickly that Lev didn¡¯t have time to react. Lev closed and locked the bathroom door, then finished removing his shirt and underpants. Since the bathroom had a full-body mirror, Lev stood and examined his body. He looked at his reflection. His face looked much younger than the last time he had seen it. His once long, messy white hair was now short, straight, and glossy. He felt a pang of sadness seeing the muscles he had developed over twelve years gone, but he was happy to see his skin clean and unmarked. There were no more marks of skin tears, sword cuts, and arrow wounds. As he focused on his facial features and body, a notification appeared. [Special feature of the Hero¡¯s System unlocked.] [You have acquired a Special Skill: Observation.] ¡°Observation?¡± [Status Window: - General Status: Name: Lev Razanov Race: Human Job: None Affiliation: Kingdom of Dragomirov Title: The Successor of the Dukedom Razanov - Main Attributes: Strength: 3 Agility: 2 Intelligence: 10 Dexterity: 6 Mana: 0 Dark Mana: 0 - Skill Status: Swordsmanship (Lv. 2) Black Magic Authority (?) - Kill Points: 2 - Heroic Points: 1.] A status window appeared before his eyes. He saw that he had acquired Black Magic Authority. Black Magic Authority was an ability that allowed Lev to use various forms of Black Magic. Summoning, Mind Reading, Necromancy, Soul Binding¡­ He had been able to use all of these back on Earth. However, when he tried to use those skills again, he failed to do anything. ¡°Summon¡­¡± ¡°Curse¡­¡± ¡°Mind¡­¡± He tried everything, but nothing worked. He struck embarrassing poses, only to end up looking like a chuunibyou. He felt a bit embarrassed by it. [You do not have Dark Mana.] As if the Hero¡¯s System wanted to remind him, a mocking notification appeared before his eyes. ¡°Then, how do I fill my Dark Mana?¡± He wondered about this. Back on Earth, he had used Black Magic Authority as naturally as using his own hands and feet. [You will consume your life energy if you force the use of Black Magic Authority without Dark Mana.] ¡°???¡± That was when he realized why his body had died from using Black Magic Authority back on Earth.