It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 34

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The heroine’s corruption is overwhelmingly convenient.
#34
“Sigh…….”
The moment had arrived.
Daisy took a short, steadying breath and moved forward.
“That’s her…….”
“Yeah, last time…….”
The first-year students who stepped aside for her glanced at Daisy and whispered amongst themselves.
They were clearly rehashing all the rumors that had been circulating about her.
Daisy paid them no mind.
Rumors had a way of dying down quickly enough.
What mattered now was keeping her focus on the task at hand.
Daisy gazed at the shimmering magical circle.
“Miss Daisy, please stand here.”
The alchemy professor pointed to a spot in front of a magical circle formed by five steles arranged in a star pattern.
Daisy swallowed hard against her dry throat, tension coiling in her chest as she slowly stepped forward.
If this summon determined her difficulty in survival, then even with luck as formidable as hers, cold sweat beaded on her skin.
‘Please, anything but a sparrow.’
Daisy stood before the magical circle, holding her breath and praying.
A deep hum filled the air.
Just as it had with Boris Hagel, the magical circle resonated with Daisy’s mana, emitting a powerful vibration.
And it began to glow in beautiful colors…….
“…….”
“…….”
“What the—”
It didn’t.
That was it.
It didn’t glow.
The alchemy professor, who had been watching the magical circle, murmured with a bewildered expression.
“Black…color?”
The magical circle, which had shone in pink, blue, yellow, green, and every other hue imaginable until now, was strangely pitch-black.
It was as though someone had poured smooth ink straight into it.
“Hey, have you ever seen a color like that before?”
One of the senior students who had come to oversee the first-years whispered softly.
“How could I have? Don’t you remember the commotion when that deep purple showed up?”
Someone of the same year responded in hushed tones.
“What came out that time?”
“A camel.”
“Ah.”
“So that’s where the rumor started—the deeper the color, the bigger the creature.”
“Man, this is terrifying. What if some monster gets summoned?”
“Nah, you’d need that kind of power to summon something like that. There’s no way she has that much strength.”
“I don’t know, though. Haven’t you heard the rumors about her? That Spicy Chicken that’s been wandering around the training grounds—she supposedly created that.”
“Huh, seriously?”
“Everyone, quiet! Please be quiet!”
At the alchemy professor’s sharp cry, the courtyard fell silent in an instant.
The students were startled that the professor, who had seemed so composed and kind until now, was reacting with such sharp intensity.
But the senior students fell quiet with more serious expressions on their faces.
They had instinctively grasped that this was no ordinary matter.
‘What on earth is going wrong?’
The alchemy professor chewed the inside of his lip as he examined the magical circle.
There appeared to be nothing amiss.
At least, not to the naked eye.
Then…….
The professor’s gaze turned toward the small first-year student who had created the black magical circle.
Slightly tousled platinum blonde hair.
Meek green eyes cast downward.
A face that looked cleaner and more innocent than any other first-year.
‘Daisy Sablehart…….’
The professor recalled the information about Daisy from the first-year files he had received before coming here.
No, truth be told, there was nothing much to recall.
There was nothing remarkable about Daisy.
The accomplished daughter of Earl Sableheart.
Compared to her brothers—men of considerable skill and renown—she was a figure of negligible ability and presence alike.
‘Doubt anything noteworthy will come up…….’
Even if he amplified his mana, he’d be fortunate to summon anything larger than a sparrow.
‘……But there’s no harm in checking.’
With that thought, the professor called out to Daisy.
“Miss Daisy?”
“Yes, Professor.”
Daisy answered in a small voice, her gaze fixed on the magic circle while her head remained bowed.
The tremor at the end of her voice made it clear she was frightened.
Reassured once more by her timid tone, the alchemy professor continued.
“Don’t worry. It seems there’s been a minor issue with the magic circle.”
He spoke with an attractive smile.
This smile, which worked especially well on female students, was the professor’s specialty and gift.
“It will glow in a lovely color shortly. So if you could just step back for a moment…….”
“No!”
That was when it happened.
A remarkably firm voice reached the professor’s ears as he bent toward the magic circle.
The professor’s head snapped up, and he turned toward the source of the sound.
There stood Daisy Sableheart, still gazing down at the magic circle.
Could it be that she had just spoken?
The professor shook his head at the thought.
That couldn’t be right.
Just moments ago, her voice had been trembling…….
“The issue is confirmed. Please proceed immediately.”
But as if delivering the final blow, that same resolute voice emerged from between Daisy’s parted lips.
“What do you…….”
Daisy slowly raised her head toward the professor, who was murmuring in disbelief.
“Right now!”
…….
My goodness, how terrifying.
Unaware of his own actions, the professor took two steps backward.
It was because he had just met her gaze—her emerald eyes gleaming with exhilaration.
Daisy Sableheart was not worried or flustered.
Remarkably, she was delighted.
‘Black!’
Daisy Sableheart thought this to herself while forcing down the grin that threatened to spread across her face.
Black—such extraordinary fortune!
In the original story, Daisy had summoned a sparrow from a delicate crimson-tinged magic circle.
So what would emerge from a jet-black one?
A raven, obviously!
Which meant she had to extract the summoned creature before this peculiar black faded into some ghastly pale pink or dreadful crimson.
“Professor!”
Daisy urged the professor on.
But the professor, staff in hand, seemed to be hesitating over something.
Hadn’t he just said there was a problem with the magic circle?
But Daisy could not afford to miss this chance.
Black.
Only the black magic circle was her path to salvation.
“Professor?”
…….
Daisy watched the professor, who still showed no sign of bringing his staff down.
As if verifying something, he leaned in to examine the magic circle, and the tip of his staff hovered over it, neither quite touching nor quite withdrawing.
Crack!
Blue sparks scattered finely between the staff and the magic circle.
‘Damn it.’
Daisy let out a short curse under her breath.
‘Just needs to touch once.’
“It won’t work, I’m afraid.”
But it seemed that the original Daisy’s misfortune had proved stronger than Kwon Do-yo’s good luck.
The professor examining the magic circle straightened up and spoke.
“We’ll need to redraw the magic circle.”
“Just proceed,”
“Miss Daisy.”
When she looked up, her eyes met the professor’s, who wore a gentle smile.
“Don’t worry. It won’t take long.”
“…….”
There was no way she could stand there and resist when the professor was being so understanding about it.
Damn.
Just as Daisy let out a short sigh and began to move slowly, her reluctant gaze fixed on the tip of her wand,
something slithered.
‘What?’
A thin something stretched out from the pitch-black magic circle.
It looked like black thread, or perhaps like faint smoke.
The black thread, which had been rising with a soft sound, paused for a moment and then moved its end back and forth.
It looked as though it were searching for something.
Then, as if it had found what it wanted, it stretched out rapidly in that direction.
So that was,
“Miss Daisy.”
The professor, still wearing his kind expression, called out her name with a rueful sigh.
But Daisy couldn’t move.
Four more black threads emerged from the magic circle.
The five threads now looked exactly like very thin fingers.
“Professor, look there.”
“This sort of stubbornness won’t change anything.”
“No, that’s not it.”
“In fact, Miss Daisy herself could be in danger.”
“That’s not what matters right now.”
“Donovan, come here and take Miss Daisy away,”
Just as the professor, as if resigned, was gesturing toward one of the students who had been managing the new arrivals,
“Ugh!”
Whish-crash!
In an instant, the five threads that had stretched out grabbed the tip of the wand firmly and pulled.
Thud!
“No, wait!”
The tip of the wand touched the magic circle.
Hummmmmmm—!
Then, just as with Boris Hegel, light burst forth from five tombstones and crossed above the magic circle.
The only difference was that the light, which had been so faint before, now blazed so brightly it could blind.
“Agh.”
Squeezing her eyes shut made no difference.
The light was so intense it felt as though it would tear through her eyelids.
“No!”
The professor yanked the wand away in panic, but it was no use.
Whoosh!
Daisy felt all her energy being sucked into the magic circle as she squeezed her eyes shut.

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