The Rune Magician Who Lost Everything to Her Older Sister, Becomes Doted On by the Genius Prince – Chapter 8

The Rune Magician Who Lost Everything to Her Older Sister, Becomes Doted On by the Genius Prince – Chapter 8

Chapter 8: What only I can do

Seven thousand years ago, the first humans with magical abilities were born in the world.

Magic was a powerful force that sprang from within.

It took a thousand years to explore how to use it and establish it as a technique.

From there, it took two thousand years to lead to the development of civilization.

It is said that it was four thousand years ago when magic spread the most and increased its types.

However, there was a background that was different from just the development of civilization.

Birth of demon beasts.

New life forms were born that were not human or animal.

These creatures with magical power devour other creatures mercilessly.

In order to survive, people needed to learn to fight.

Therefore, magic diverged greatly.

People gained power to survive.

As if in response to that, changes began to occur in the demon beasts.

Bigger and stronger individuals were born one after another, and the wild demon beasts began to acquire intelligence.

At around the same time, demon beasts that were similar to humans began to be born.

And then——

A Demon God called ‘calamity’ was born.

A monster that unleashes overwhelming power and destruction.

As a result, the existence of all humanity was threatened.

People fought while in despair and fear.

Amidst much bloodshed, the magicians did everything they could and took a hundred years to seal away the Demon God.

This legend is also handed down in modern times.

It is uncertain whether it is true or not.

However, if it is true, humanity will eventually face the fear of the Demon God once again.

“―― That legend is true.”

His Highness asserts.

He completely affirms the story that was only a fairy tale.

“Explorers and adventurers discovered ancient relics. Excellent researchers have examined them, and it has been proven that there was a big battle once. It is uncertain in detail, but there is no doubt that there was a monster equivalent to the Demon God.”

While listening to His Highness’s explanation, I gulp.

The Demon God that once threatened humanity.

If there really is such a thing, and it is still sleeping somewhere… It is natural to be afraid.

“Does this writing have a relationship with the Demon God…?”

“I’m not certain, but…there was a mural discovered together with it that depicted a human fighting a monster that I’ve never seen before. Next to it was a slate inscribed with runic characters.”

Runic characters were created for the purpose of magic, and each has its own unique meaning.

Originally, they were not used for anything other than magic.

However, there is also a history of using them as a secret code for communication between Rune Magicians.

With regard to characters, if you are a Rune Magician, you have the technology to discern the intentions of the practitioner inscribed in the runes.

“It has occasionally been discovered in the past as well. A slate inscribed with runic characters…but deciphering them has been difficult. Even if you understand the meaning of each character, you still can’t make sense of what it’s trying to convey once it becomes a string of characters. We can only speculate, and researchers have been scratching their heads over this issue. That’s why—”

His Highness pointed his finger straight forward.

“Me…”

“That’s right! I think you can directly decipher the runic characters from the slate. No, I’m sure only you can do it.”

“Something that only I…can do.”

His Highness nods slightly as he looks at me.

Something only I can do.

Something that neither my excellent sister nor His Highness, who is called a genius, can do, something that only I can do.

If someone says that to you, it is hard not to be excited.

“But I’ll do my best!”

“So, you’ll accept it?”

“Yes! I’ll do my best to live up to your expectations, Your Highness!”

“――I see. I’m counting on you, Meiana.”

He calls me by name and repeats the word “expectations” as if to declare that he is expecting it from no one but me.

My heart and body are stirred.

Emotions I’ve never felt before surge up inside me.

I want to meet his expectations.

I don’t want to disappoint him.

If I could show results and receive praise… surely, I would be so happy that I couldn’t put it into words.