Sevens

- The mansion was prepared by the Circleys to lock up their last daughter.

The blind girl [Shannon Circley] understands it well.

The decisions of the Circleys, who want to keep their blind selves hidden, would still be a better category.

(It's just not going to kill me, right... But one day you didn't kill me...)

Sitting in a chair in her own room, she was looking out the window.

She was thought to be blind, but she isn't.

The world you see is different.

"It's warm today."

The sun entering through the window warms my body.

Being blind had made her other senses sharper. That wasn't just getting sharper.

Her senses are sharp enough to make up for what's missing.

You can also measure your opponent's breathing sounds and the distance you hear your heart sounds.

I just couldn't see, she was normally able to live.

But I dare to hide it.

The reason is because it's funny. Everyone pities themselves and is alert to good things that they can't see. That was interesting.

And...

"It's good to see magic flow, isn't it? 'Cause it's almost what you see."

Her eyes were able to see the magic.

The ability to see the invisible flow of magic is the result of her invisible eyes and [skills].

As blindness sharpened other senses, Shannon's skills also specialized in trying to make up for his eyes.

The girl with the so-called devil's eye is Shannon.

"Still, you were quite alert to a guy like that Lyell... it feels weird and I'd like to kick him out soon"

Shannon has been frustrated since Lyells began to live in the mansion.

For her, who wanted to live with her sister, the Lyells are out of the way.

In particular, Lyell saw seven strange lights. Shannon is on the lookout for magic he has never seen before.

"Because it was starting to break in a good way, but you interrupted me..."

It's true that Shannon likes his sister, but more than that, now her sister Miranda is a toy to Shannon.

Shannon, who had gained new power, was able to see his opponent's emotions with magic moves.

I got the Devil's Eye when she was still in Wangdu Central.

When I saw one girl, it happened.

I saw a huge mass of magic in me that was supposed to be blind.

It was a girl her age who was there. Yet he had a greater mass of magic than anyone else.

He was the daughter of the Earl's family and also had a connection with his parents, the Circleys.

The light of that magic also seemed to attract the magic of the surrounding area as if it were... beautiful, then very scary, I remember I was about to be fascinated.

"... one day even I will let it go beyond. With these eyes."

It's like something different has come down to the human world.

Shannon greeted the girl but was not looked at.

I guess I was only seen as a blind and weak girl.

That was very regrettable. I don't want to be liked. But I feel like I'm being told I'm to that extent if I'm not being looked at.

Yet the girl was interested in...

"Oh, I'd love to break it fast and make it a puppet without me... I think it's gotten a lot better because I've been practicing with all my servants"

I saw magic with my demonic eye, and now I can manipulate it.

Stretch your magic, and disrupt your opponent's magic.

She's the only one I can see, so nobody notices.

Shannon has tried the art of manipulating a disturbed opponent with a servant.

It helped Shannon, who was blind, to expand his world greatly.

At the same time, plant dark emotions.

"Bright and beautiful, my ideal sister...... I hope to break it soon. That way, I can go beyond that guy one day. I'll be that guy."

Enchanted in a different way by 'the guy', Shannon closes his eyes once and then opens them.

Yellow eyes were glowing golden.

"I need to doll your sister first. It works the way I want it to,"

My sister, liked by the 'that guy' I targeted - to Miranda, Shannon had distorted emotions.

With a tranced look, Shannon was looking out the window -.

"Is this what a controlled labyrinth looks like"

Damian Bale -.

Upon the request of a pervert who could be counted as the Seven Chiefs of the Academic City, I stepped into a controlled labyrinth and groaned bossly.

Unlike the labyrinth experienced in Darion, thin plates of metal had been fragmented to create a folding maze.

There is a slightly glowing spot and I see a round object that sometimes flashes red.

It seems to manage a labyrinth with a unique atmosphere.

The labyrinth, which often appears in books, has images of corridors and caves made of brick. I thought the academic city was different from the others, but not so far.

"Hey! This is a dead end!

"Go downstairs quickly!

"Damn! There's no demon!

When I was able to challenge the labyrinth with this request, many adventurers took Damien's request, like us.

But there are too many underground floors overflowing with such adventurers.

The adventurers, who have usually defeated demons in the labyrinth, were heading underground looking very annoying.

(So far, Qijie's request annoys the surroundings, that's true)

Nowem was illuminating his surroundings, but he stops along the way.

We have the same lights around us, so we didn't have any trouble getting around.

"That's more than I imagined."

Aria also agreed with Nowem, who was laughing a little bitterly.

"I didn't have to go out of my way to look, but I heard it was popular because of the many odds of encountering it..."

Aria with a subtle look, but I agree.

When you check the surrounding situation with your skills, all demons are defeated and crates are opened. There were so many yellow dots on the map that it was hard to see them in existence.

The fifth generation comes to me with advice.

"Check the easy-to-see multiplier when you look at the map. If it feels like looking over the whole thing, you can't see anything with all the reactions. And you know... '

I grabbed the treasure ball.

"Nowem, Aria, we're gonna turn right at the next corner like this."

"Yes, Master Lyell"

"Oh, why not? Everybody's turning left."

Only Aria seemed unconvinced, but she avoided me turning left for a reason.

Surely all demons will be after they are defeated.

But nothing is only demonic to be hostile to.

Mixed with the moving yellow population, the red reaction is looking chills.

(We're not the only ones. I guess other adventurers feel like ducks, too)

I don't have to go until I kill them, and I guess some of them take away the business tools that adventurers have because of theft, threats, etc.

Inside, even the guys whose whole party is showing up red.

I'm avoiding those people because we're the only three parties. Besides, I'm the only man.

(Low manpower is a problem)

At these times, I get caught up in so much trouble.

I realized it was unfavourable to have small numbers.

I'll check the crowd and tell both of you to go back.

"Let's go back today. Because you don't have to make money, and you'll settle down in a while."

"You've come all this way, but you're not."

When Aria speaks out of dissatisfaction, Nowem persuades.

"Sure, you'll encounter a demon if you move on, but then it could be dangerous because the deeper you go, the stronger the demon will be..."

Speaking for myself, I can always check the map to see where the enemy is.

I didn't get ambushed or anything, and on the contrary, I was confident that I could ambush and easily defeat my opponent.

But there's no point in saying that, so I'll stop it.

"Or too many people. It does need to be managed."

The fifth generation has agreed.

'I'm sure some of them will say let's go to the bottom and take the treasure. When it gets this deep, what treasure is asleep?'

The third generation also says.

"I heard the crate is basically a reproduction of a fallen adventurer's item, but is it true? I heard you swallow corpses and equipment and grow up, but you actually want to see it. '

The third generation demanded consent from the surroundings, but the second generation was pulling.

'... I don't. I don't think so.'

'Huh?'

The fourth generation also says.

"Don't you want to see such a grotesque place?"

"Huh? That?

It's unusual that the third generation is in a hurry, but now it's a prerequisite to go home.

"Well, do you want to keep going home"

"You know the way, don't you? Or explain your skills properly. How many can you use?"

Aria asks me for an explanation, so I answer.

"... eight in all."

Aria's face caught on listening to it.

Nowem is... just being Nico the same.

The voice heard from the treasure balls called out to me ignoring the second to fourth generations who were joking to each other.

Fifth generation.

"Well, Lyell."

I touch the treasure ball and reply. Then the fifth generation says:

'Come to the conference room tonight. I'll teach you my sixth and seventh generation skills. And a third generation of skills. "

I was a little surprised to hear that.

I say I teach the third and seventh generation skills that you haven't taught me before, here and now at once.

Moreover, the application of our skills… even up to the second stage, is.

(What's the sudden matter, the fifth generation... even though he's not in such a hurry)

I wondered, but I decided to follow the instructions of the fifth generation.

Late at night.

When everyone in the mansion falls asleep, I fly my consciousness into the treasure ball.

I'm just sleeping on the bed, but I can take only consciousness to the treasure ball.

There, the ancestors chatted around the round table.

(Guess you're having a conversation even where I can't hear you)

With that in mind, I sit back in my seat.

When the fourth generation of the facilitator looked at me, he stopped the chatter and slapped his hand three times. Everyone stops chatting.

'Yes. Lyell's here too, so I'll start the meeting. Well, that was the fifth generation you called in today.'

The fifth generation with his elbow on the table, he looks at me and says:

"Teach Lyell your skills. Third and seventh generation skills. To see how skills are used, Lyell wouldn't fail now. '

Skill failure is a phenomenon in which skills are used continuously to deplete magic.

If you lose your mind, you're still a good one, and you could actually die.

Previously, when I fought the bandit boss, my opponent used too many skills to gush blood from all over his body.

The third generation was looking at me and nodding.

'Wouldn't that be nice? But basically, I can't teach you how to apply it. "

That's fine for the fifth generation, and I turn my gaze to the seventh generation.

"... use twice a day."

The seventh generation seems to teach me skills, subject to restrictions on the use of skills.

These two skills, but the third generation skills are of poor quality.

Seventh generation skills seem to consume a hell of a lot of magic.

"What are your two skills?

When I hear it, the third generation says with laughter.

"Your skill name is [Mind]. Mostly in mental assault and defense skills. You can also show them hallucinations, but when you get used to it, keep them at your disposal... whoa, is it irritating to Lyell from here on out?

That's it, the third generation held his mouth by his hand.

The surrounding ancestors exhale.

The second generation is donning.

"You have a bad personality."

'Really? Well, it's the seventh generation next.'

The third generation nominates the seventh generation.

The seventh generation that stood up showed me using my skills.

"My skills are [Box]. With spatial skills. Convenient but intense magic consumption, if you do poorly, you lose your magic and lose your mind as it is'

When the seventh generation punches their fingers, a magic formation appears in front of me.

From that magic formation emerged a box as if it were a chest.

"The size of the box depends on Lyell's magic. This does not require magic to maintain, but it consumes a lot of magic when calling. The contents are excellent enough to be saved without even stopping time."

It is a very convenient skill.

When I heard that, I turned my gaze to the seventh generation wondering why I had been silent until now.

Then the seventh generation says:

"... once I use my skills, I can't even cancel them along the way. Sometimes when you do something bad, you die just like that. Just because you've got a little more magic, don't push it, Lyell. '

"Yes, sir"

Apparently it's convenient but also dangerous.

I decided to ask how to use it later, and I saw the fifth generation.

However, it was the sixth generation that continued the conversation.

"Now, as I teach the skills of the third generation in the near future, this is where I start."

"Was it something else?

When I looked at the sixth generation, I coughed.

It seems very difficult to say.

Then there's the fifth generation that cut the numbness -.

'Hey, don't be shy with the big figure. I'll tell you if you don't. It's none of my business. "

A story that has something to do with the fifth generation as well?

That's what he thinks, says after the sixth generation exhales.

"... Lyell, actually, the Circley sisters, but those two look like my sister"

The sixth generation of younger brothers and sisters exceeds thirty.

I was wondering if getting that far would cause feelings of flesh and mother, but she seemed to be the friendly sister I had said before.

"Take care of it like a first generation," he said? Well, I'm going to be as careful as I can be. "

With that said, the sixth generation shook his head sideways.

"There's that too, but that's not the point"

(You just said you had that too. I told you, didn't I? Me, I'm in trouble for having a woman around me already! Maybe you won't tell me to be my wife, will you? Because concubines were normal in the fifth and sixth generations, the values around here are different from mine...)

I think it's a bad idea to interrupt the conversation, and I listen to the sixth generation as it is.

"My sister Miranda looks just like my sister. Similar in character. [Mireia] was also a very sweet child '

As the sixth generation said to recall, the fifth generation was also nodding.

"That was easier because you're the most adult of my daughters and you're not answering me."

What a dry feeling.

Isn't it a little terrible against my daughter?

Then the sixth generation continues the conversation.

"My sister Shannon, but that girl has the eyes Mireia had"

"... eyes?

I heard Shannon's eyes were invisible, but the sixth and fifth generation seemed to know something.

And you've explained to me what's going on around there.

Sixth generation said...

You think Shannon has a demon eye?

"Is it the devil's eye?

'I guess I tried to make up for my unexpected vision with my skills. It would be in person, but it's more instinctive than that. Haven't you heard of him? When you lose one of your senses, you say that other senses sharpen.'

I listened to the sixth generation and nodded because I had read it in a book.

'It can occur if you compensate for it with your skills. Those eyes... Shannon's eyes are the demon eyes [Mireia] had themselves'

The fifth generation has interrupted the story.

"Mireia is blind, but she could see magic with the power of the devil's eye. On top of that, I can visually reproduce the information I get from other senses. I usually had better eyes than the ones I could see. Finally, I can touch the unseen magic currents. It inherited troublesome power. That prank girl. Mireia's Devil's Eye."

The fifth generation makes a slightly angry voice.

Mireia's Devil's Eye is probably the fifth generation of personal emotions because it was expressed in person.

(Were you quite concerned about Mr. Mireia?

"... any evidence that Shannon's skills are activated?

I somehow understood what the fifth and sixth generations wanted to say.

A strange experience since coming to the Mansion is what Shannon was doing.

The sixth generation has given me evidence.

"Your gaze moved when you activated your skills. Besides, I even turned my gaze on the treasure balls. Mireia also knew as soon as the other person used her skills."

I think I should stop Shannon's prank, and the two of you say more than you can imagine.

The fifth generation has a serious look...

"Lyell, stop Shannon. If you can't make me revamp... those eyes need to be crushed '

- I've told you to smash Shannon's eyes.