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

"Huh!!

Soon and densely enough to feel the sound, magic is drawn from the body.

It was wild, like the wind, and how many sheets of paper rose up in judgment, swirling to surround me.

But I knew it by instinct. This is not a magic rampage.

Although the phenomenon is similar to the loss of magic on its own, it is absorbed by the luminescent presence in front of it after a long period of desolation.

"Alice!?

The Virgil brothers and Connie, who sensed the anomaly, roughly open the door.

"Wait, brother, don't come over here!! Connie, close the door!

"Heh!? Yes!

Brother Orlis, who looked at me at the center of the room, illuminated by rising paper and unusual light, tried to move aggressively, but I stopped. Make them close the door too, judging it a bad one for someone else to see.

"hey...... what's that!?

Brother Ville, who walked indoors and stopped by the wall, sucked my magic away ahead of him.

A parchment depicting Tarot's "Devil" was all over the air, emitting a golden light.

Finally, my Asamei also floats out of her sheath on her own, pointing her cutting-edge at that Tarot pattern.

... duh.

………………… what shall we do?

I'm trying to calmly grasp the situation, but I'm actually so tempered. Something sure sucks. I feel so bad that my vocabulary disappears.

"Uh, wait, wait, wait, wait. This is arr, so that was a bad word earlier...... then you should be able to quell it with tarot related words right!?

Me whining bumps as I dazzle and sweat cold. I feel that Brother Orlis and Brother Ville are so awkward, but for a moment I decided to give it a try.

"Er. Tarots, demons, magic, cards, erm"

I scream as I hold my head.

"" Interpreting "?"

Cut light increased......................... you can't!!!! Ahhh!!

"Alice ooh!?

"Wow! Wait, wait, wait. Brother Ville, I'll figure it out!! Um, big arcana? Little Arcana? Sword or pentacle?“ Positive Position (Upright) "!?"

The magic attracts me well as I echo those words that I shouted as I tempered.

At that moment, what was behind my brain was footage from a previous life.

Huh? Is this a horse lantern? and despair was also once upon a time, and now the golden light converged, and the tarot's painted parchment that lay ahead burned to ashes.

After a moment of silence, both the lamp and the mysterious luminescence went out and darkened indoors, with a guillotine sound.

Along with such ominous noises, cracks ran as if they were dimensional rifts in the place where the tarot was floating… From there, a foreign form appeared all the time with big hands with black, sharp claws and crooked goat horns.

"...... Huh!! Alice!!"

"Oh, wait, please."

It is a mature bafomet to try to crawl out of a dimensional gap in front of you.

But I, to this phenomenon that happened because of the words I shouted at myself...

Around, I was calm.

One of the words that the positive position (upright) of the Tarot demon means is "phantom".

Then in the next word it will mean the opposite.

"" Reverse position ""

Extra magic is taken away. With that word, the adult beast of Bafomet in front of him disappears with a loose sway.

The wind, which was making a bumpy noise and letting the paper rise, also stopped.

Later the only thing left was us flabbergasted.