Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I’m Too Busy Mastering Magic!

"I don't mind at all wanting something to say parchment..."

While I felt sorry for Brother Ville's confused voice, I asked for it.

"Just a little. Just a little bit, please leave me alone in your room"

I was posing for a favor, before Brother Ville and Brother Orlis, and Connie, whose more overprotective atmosphere has accelerated since the Bafomet incident on the road.

I have a bed of fluffy linen in front of me that will stain the room with warmth and make me want to dive right into my tired body on the carriage trip.

I had to make sure.

"In front of the room, it's nice to be waiting... but I hope no one gets in... I mean, to the boulder, yeah... too suspicious?

Connie nods yeah, just like Brother Orlis did to show his difficulty.

"It's like I'm saying it's dangerous right now!

"Ugh..."

The safety is uncertain, so it cannot be strongly denied.

But I really wanted to be sure by myself, so I asked everyone strongly, "Because I want to write a secret letter".

As a result, I sat alone in the inn room in front of numerous parchments, feather pens and ink kettles.

"That's... the" devil ”tarot... right"

What I wanted to confirm was what to hide.

It's about the golden magic formations that Bafomet was trying to hide in his palm.

It was circular, but the outer periphery was scusca... more than that, the center, hidden mostly by hand, was a shock to me.

It was a complex pattern of rectangles… perhaps something I had seen in my "previous life".

"Sure... draw like this, like this"

I rely on the memory of occult mania to draw it up.

If what I glimpse during the day and my memories of my past are certain.

That was issued by Ryder Corp., Arthur E. Weight Edition...... I mean, it was definitely a version of the “Devil” card, known to the public as the most popular tarot.

By the way, various versions exist in Tarot.

Even the typical ones alone are the Marseille version, the Tote version, the Weight version… and countless other versions of proprietary interpretations and illustrations, but what I saw today from the gap in Bafomet's hand was probably close to the Weight version.

That being said, Tarot is often used to read the implication, from its mystical patterns and numbers, and thus details the depiction of detail.

For example, with a "magician" card, the person depicted there holds a tool in his right hand and hoists it up, lowering his left hand downwards and pointing to the ground.

It is assumed that this represents a keyword such as "like above, like below" or "like inside, like outside" that you would have heard if you were doing a little witchcraft. Or even if you are deliberately flowing heavenly energy into the earth.

That's how it's supposed to make sense from possessions to fingertip movements. Therefore, it is easy to identify which version if you look at the characteristics.

Okay, here's my story.

Fulfilled, "Rage!! I loaded Occult" enthusiastically, read books about all sorcery, and gained knowledge of magicians to delusion about the contents of a magic school class - is there anything in my previous life that I didn't know the pattern of the Tarot, its details, and what it meant when I was acting genuinely?

"Well, you know and you remember"

Because I had handwritten cards and annotations to memorize them, I woke up painting “Devil” tarot cards in parchment as I struggled.

"Mmm..."

I roar in front of the "devil” tarot drawn out in front of me.

I saw it again and was convinced that the center of the magic formations used by Bafomet during the day was the Tarot of the Devil...

"That's not why you're here."

I asked everyone to leave the room because there's no reason to show off their previous life's knowledge, which means too much.

But nothing happens. It doesn't even feel like Byrne and the Devil show up or anything like that the moment they finish it.

"Mm-hmm... for demons only? More like just for Bafomet or something? No, it's not."

When I said Tarot... I knew it was divination. Think back to blurring and knowledge.

There are so many different ways of putting it... Oracle and Celtic Cross and all that, so to speak.

Oh, and I pounded my hand in a dumb voice, and I opened my mouth.

"" Expand (spread) ""

- At that moment.

The room was engulfed by magical runoff and storms, and immense light.