There Are Too Many Background Settings in the Possessed Novel

hypothesis proof scheme (1)

Nias’ attempt to kill me continued the very next day.

I was lying in bed reading a book when Nias was coming with a tea set.

“Brother, I made tea! Would you like to try it while reading?”

Although Nias speaks with an innocent and bright smile, I read the tingling intent to kill.

No one eats it knowing it’s dangerous.

Of course it’s a refusal.

widely.

“go away. Will you eat what you gave me? It must taste like water washed with a rag.”

Clink.

The tea set fell down and broke.

A light of shock flashed in Nias’ black eyes for a moment.

It’s about trying to kill someone.

“Hehe… I spilled it. what to do I might get scolded by the head maid.”

Nias looked at the teacup for a while, then smiled briskly as if in trouble. His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were watery, as if he was holding back tears.

Then he picked up the broken pieces of teacup with his hands and began to clean them up.

Nias, who has no way of knowing that I know who he is, is trying to weaken my heart in that way.

Then one day, if I’m caught off guard… Crack! I’m thinking of killing

Don’t you think I’ll let it come off so easily?

Tring!

[Nias’ favorability has decreased. (Reason: I don’t drink tea)]

And the contents of the system window that followed were obvious.

Also…

Is it just that the sensitivity has gone down?

I was realizing one thing.

Simply doing something nasty would only undermine Nias’ favorability and not make him aware of his masochistic tendencies.

Even within the same number, an invisible step seemed to apply.

At first, Nias was in the stage of self-awareness, so the figure rose even by simply selling.

However, Nias was gradually becoming more and more aware of his taste, so simply harassing him was not enough.

“Aww.”

I was concentrating on my thoughts while pretending to read a book, when I heard Nias screaming in pain from the side.

Red blood was flowing from Nias’s fingertips as she was arranging the pieces of the teacup.

“What are you doing?”

When I asked, Nias hurriedly hid her hand behind her back as she wrapped it around her undamaged hand.

“Oh, nothing.”

“What is nothing?”

As I approached, Nias shrugged.

“Give me your hand.”

At my command, Nias hesitantly pulled back. After I gave another strong command, Nias cautiously held out her hand.

The wounds on Nias’ fingertips were not severe, but the cuts were so sharp that blood flowed through them.

“Is this nothing? Why did you hide it?”

When I said this in anger, Nias shrank even more and replied with a frightened expression.

“That’s because I thought you… would hate it…”

“That is not natural. Does anyone like watching you do stupid things? this pig.”

“No, it’s not a pig! I didn’t gain that much weight…”

I hit Nias on the forehead.

“Wow!”

Nias rubbed her forehead with an expression of regret.

“Stay still. I will treat you.”

I quietly cast a healing spell on Nias’ hand.

Healing spells without divine power were only effective enough to heal shallow wounds, but the wounds on Nias’ hand could be healed neatly.

“Okay, that’s all right. Don’t do anything stupid in the future, be careful. Because it really bothers me.”

I gently let go of Nias’ hand and got up. But Nias just stared blankly at the hand I healed.

“what? don’t you answer? Are you going downhill now?”

“yes? yes! I know! I’ll be careful!”

After seeing Nias, who started cleaning again, I was about to read the book again, but the alarm went off.

Tring!

[Nias’ favorability increases. (Reason: Heals the hand)]

[Acquire 50pt plot points!

Awaken Nias’s masochistic tendencies. Progress (5/10)]

huh?

What did I do… did I help?

I was a bit confused, but…

While thinking about Nias’s masochistic tendencies, I started to feel something.

At first, I thought Nias just liked to lose. However, for more complex reasons…

‘Nias really likes to drop and lift?’

For example, it may be that you want friendly bullying.

‘It’s very annoying.’

If that’s true, it’s next to impossible to create a situation that satisfies Nias every time.

Even if Nias is perfectly aware of his masochistic tendencies…

‘It’s impossible to fill 10,000 times’

It is not possible to create such a situation every time.

.

.

.

can’t you do that

It’s a matter of peace in my life.

I prepared a board to prove the ‘drop and lift’ theory.

The plate making started from where they received magic lessons.

“To think that he has already learned this far at the age of 8, he was chosen by a higher constellation, but… that’s amazing. Truly great.”

My father admired the stone that had just been split in half by my magic.

The black stone, which was artificially strengthened using magic, was as strong as diamond in terms of strength, but it was broken.

“Being only 8 years old, the absolute amount of magical power must be insufficient. You already have a deep understanding of the principles of magic.”

The magic of this world is like this.

Magic is to give a concept to magic power and use it.

For example, if you assign a conceptual property called hardness to magical power and enchant a stone, the stone will become hard as the magical power granted by the concept dwells in the stone.

Conversely, what should I do to break the enchanted stone?

If you think simply, you can inject the concept of destruction or retreat here. However, in the case of magic that confronts head-on like this, the premise is that you have the same level of magic as the opponent, or you must be superior.

Of course, there was no way that I, an 8-year-old, would have accumulated that much magical power, so I used a trick.

Rather, the concept of hardness is infused into the concept of hardness embedded in the stone.

If you do this, the magic will overlap and become stronger, but at this time, a difference in imagery will occur.

When the desired hardness matches, it is correct to play the role of strengthening the existing magic.

However, when the images are different, magics with similar properties rebel to push each other away. In this process, the enchanted object cannot withstand the repulsion between magical powers and collapses on its own.

Acquiring this degree of principle at the age of eight is very difficult.

However, I am someone it’s stupid There are many reasons to read a book every day.

After all, this is the world of fiction. The books here are, to me, a setting worth reading additionally.

“I cannot tarnish the name of the Danehart family. No matter how young I was, I realized that.”

I said with humility.

“He’s my son, but how can I grow up like this?”

In the original work, he was a father who was only strict with his son, but now he is no different from his father.

The main character of the original work was chosen by a higher constellation, but it was set up that he was quite incompetent when he was young. Danehart, who had a strong meritocracy, was a shameful existence.

But I didn’t want to be uncomfortable like that, so I was showing my competence early on.

But in moderation.

But today I didn’t do that.

“…on the other side.”

The father turned his head and looked at the princess.

A black stone was placed in front of Yuria as well, but it was not broken.

When her father’s eyes met her, Yuria’s face turned red.

“You are still lacking in training. Even my 8-year-old son did it.”

“I-I’m not feeling well today…”

“If you know the magic principle firmly, you can do it regardless of your condition. Excuses are a sin for wizards!”

Father yelled at YuRia.

“oooh… shameful.”

Yuria is a typical weak weakling. It can be said that he has the talent of a villain.

Of course, I was the relatively weak here, and I was the one who was resentful.

Yuria was glaring at me as if she was being humiliated.

After class, I deliberately went to the library.

The library of the Daneheart family, a family of wizards, was as huge and vast as compared to the royal library.

For a seoldeok like me, it was a place like heaven.

But unfortunately, the library, where the air was so cold that I wanted to hit the ground, wasn’t my favorite place to read.

Because of the penalty of sickness, reading a book in a place like this immediately suffers from a cold.

“young master.”

“shut up.”

“Why are you reading here today?”

Nias pretended not to hear that it was noisy and asked a question. When I see things like this from time to time, I don’t have a weak will as expected of a demon king.

I didn’t even think so in the first place.

“I like reading here. Do you have a swollen liver? Or are you deaf? Why are you f*cking?”

“yes? I didn’t have a swollen liver! I can hear you very well!”

Nias responded in surprise.

This guy sometimes takes words literally.

Are you kidding me?

But slowly.

I slapped Nias on the forehead and stood up.

“Wow!”

“I am angry talking to you. I’m going to go get the book from now on, so don’t follow me. It will take a while.”

I said sternly to Nias, who was rubbing his forehead with an expression of regret when he was suddenly hit on the forehead.

“Ha, but…”

“Because you’re by my side, I keep getting annoyed!”

I threw out my temper so that I would never follow, and walked into the bookshelf.

And then, in reality, Nias hid behind a bookshelf right in front of him.

Left alone, Nias was fidgeting and fidgeting.

At that time, Yuria suddenly appeared and walked towards Nias with an angry step.

Even after going through the last incident, I thought I would not have been able to reflect on it.

A natural villain, she was looking for me to retaliate for her humiliation.