It was unbelievable no matter how many times she looked at it.
The white light inside the orb remained, even though she thought it would soon become black.
âYou can take your hands off now.â The Tower Lord had left her for a long time and finally told her.
At that, she slowly let go, and the light from the orb faded as well. Then, the orb returned to its original position floating upward again.
âIt lit up. Besides, it was a white light⊠it doesnât make any sense!â
The only time the Orb of Judgment, which normally emitted rainbow colors to distinguish mana levels, gave off a bright white color.
When a person possessing the qualities of a great mage touched the orb, it emitted that kind of light.
Her father and older brother were also the same.
Karmen wasnât from the royal family, but the orb also emitted the same white light for him.
It reminded her of Karmen, who told her that her mana scent was strong, and of the Tower Lord, who kept urging her to learn magic early.
Even if it was true, she thought it was something that would disappear later on, but what just happened?
âYou must be surprised by how strong the light was.â
When she replied in a daze, the Tower Lord burst into laughter
But it seemed true, since he didnât correct her.
The confused Siervian looked up at the orb again in a daze.
In her previous life, although she was from a royal family, she had never possessed a mageâs quality. That fact had made her very sad.
âItâs a very bright light. His Highness the Crown Princeâs orb was just like that.â
Even after being compared to her brother, she was a bit afraid even though the situation was different from back then.
In her previous life, around the time she was executed, all sorts of rumors had circulated.
One of them was about the color of Siervianâs orb.
âShe must be a black mage! Itâs a sign from the Orb of Judgment!â
She didnât even know what black magic was. Even so, she was afraid that the Orb of Judgment was right.
âYes, Your Highness?â
âMy father said that my mana scent disappeared.â
Siervian, still awed, asked the Tower Lord next to her.
She needed someone to tell her what was going on.
When the Tower Lord heard her question, he burst into laughter for some reason.
âHaha! Yes, Iâm sure His Majesty said so. Oh my, you mustâve thought the orb would turn black.â
Suddenly, she remembered something. And she felt as if she was struck by lightning.
Something really different from her previous life was the situation in her palace, and further, she didnât drink the Dukeâs special tea replacement for Harmin tea.
âOriginally, I touched the orb after drinking the tea for more than a year.â
Moreover, as she learned already in this life, the tea affected her mana.
âHow could the duke ⊠the empress do that to meâŠ!â
Unlike in this life, Siervian used to completely rely on the Empress.
The amount of time she saw her fatherâs face could be counted using the fingers on one hand.
With Siervian in her grasp, wouldnât she also have made the same choice in this life?
Remembering how easy it had been to control and manipulate her, the Empress must be having a comfortable life.
It had been a long time since she was truly angry.
Unlike now when she had the mind of an adult, she was only six years old at that time.
What on earth were they thinking, feeding poison to an innocent child?
âIt was strange, now I think about it again.â
Although she had had no talent in magic, her father in her previous life continuously tried to teach her magic. The Empress couldnât stand it and secretly advised Siervian to not learn magic.
âMy mana scent suddenly disappeared; I thought that was strange.â
But that was all there was to doubt. The black orb was strange, but her father wouldnât think of digging into it because of his relationship with Siervian.
âHâ , how could it be like this!â
No wonder the Tower Lord kept urging her even though she was clueless.
It must be because he was surprised to see with his own eyes a child with this much mana.
âWell, shall we get going? His Majesty is waiting.â
Hearing him mention her waiting father, she came out of her stupor.
However, the Tower Lord turned around without explaining anything. Siervian immediately followed the Tower Lord.
When she turned to look at the Orb of Judgment for one last time, her eyes saw something strange.
âJust now⊠did the Orb just wave at me?â
Nevertheless, Siervian felt the orb had waved at her as if it would see her again soon.
Perhaps it was an after effect of seeing the bright light.
Siervian thought so and quickly followed the Tower Lord, who was already a few steps away. She didnât realize that an after effect couldnât explain her feelings at that time.
âI truly, truly have magic talent.â
She slowly came to the realization as she followed the Tower Lord back to the Imperial Palace. She hoped she could learn magic in this life.
âHaha, are you that excited? I wish you would learn magic earlier.â
She agreed with the Tower Lord.
If she had known she had the talent, she wouldâve started her training earlier.
âIâm so happy and excited!â
Above all, she was full of energy.
âI can make my father proud, too!â
Unlike in her previous life, she might be a useful princess this time. She can learn magic.
âYouâre here, Siervy.â
She was so excited that she ran and hugged her father. Her father reacted as usual, lifting her up skillfully.
Mood: âĄWorrying about my daughter.âĄ
Thoughts: Iâm worried that my daughter is getting prettier as time goes by. Itâs clear that my Siervy will be a mana fairy once she grows up.
Wait no, no. Then wouldnât she fly away with her wings later on? Iâm in trouble!
He was still a father who poured his affection in his heart.
Siervian, recalling the Mana Fairy Welfare Foundation, smiled vaguely.
Seeing that, the Emperor probably misunderstood something and looked at the Tower Lord behind her.
Thoughts: Hm, maybe the results werenât good. I waited patiently here because I was afraid of burdening her.
âAh, so thatâs why he didnât come.â
He was afraid that she would feel burdened if the result wasnât good. She was strangely moved by her fatherâs consideration, which was greater than she thought.
âSiervy, umm, itâs fine. No matter what the result was, itâs nothing to worry about.â
When she began to cry, her panicked father comforted her.
Strangely, she couldnât stop crying even as she nodded.
She had been very sad in her previous life because she couldnât make her father proud.
âHoho, Your Majesty, there seems to be a misunderstanding.â
âHer Highnessâ orb was very bright and white.â
The Tower Lord carefully explained how strong the mana waves were from the Orb of Judgment.
âIâm honored to serve both of you who have the qualities of a great mage.â
It wasnât until the Emperor heard the story did he nod.
As she cried, she was strangely nervous about her fatherâs thoughts.
Defying her expectations, however, her fatherâs thoughts caused Siervianâs eyes to widen.
Thoughts: Was she surprised by the Orb of Judgment?
The result was good, anyway. I was worried that she would be discouraged because of her brotherâs talent.
While thinking, her father caressed her face.
His large, rough hands rubbed around her eyes.
Thoughts: How can I say that the result didnât matter at all?
Even if the orb didnât shine, Siervy is still Siervy. Hmm, itâs hard to say that.
She had thought she could make her father proud because she had the talent.
She needed the talent to be a useful princess. But she had been wrong all along.