Part 7

It became Diablo’s turn.

——Just what should I do to “put magic power into it”?

He was able to use magic.

However, he didn’t know the sensation of putting magic power into things.

Although he had already showed Rem and Shera his true ability, he still felt that he wanted to exceed them in level at least.

——What do I do if I’m told that I’m level 1? It’s because I haven’t been assessed at the Association before……Is that what I should say?

Though he pretended to be calm, he extended his hand to the mirror while his heart was pounding.

He touched, the hard glass.

The cloudy mirror, went *dorori*, and changed into pitch black glass.

It was totally dark as if it were a hole that connected to hell and nothing was reflected.

Moreover, a black aura rose up from the mirror. It spread its territory into the air.

「What was that surge just now!?」

Pushing open a door that was in the inner area of the counter, a single girl rushed out.

It was a Grasswalker that grew rabbit-like ears and tail. She could only be seen as a child, but not matter how old their race got, their outward appearance wouldn’t change.

She had an appearance that didn’t have much profuse clothing.

With only a cloth wrapping around her chest, her shoulders and navel were exposed.

With a light cloth that couldn’t even be called a skirt hanging around her waist, a majority of her fleshy, thin legs was out in the open.

Her hair was short, and red.

Her helpless, large eyes caught sight of Diablo.

The green girl flusteredly explained.

「Gui, Guildmaster! Umm, wh, when we tried to judge this person’s level, the mirror……」