After eating and drinking to her heart's content and taking a bath, it was already midnight.
Roy lay on the bed, flipping through a torn half of the Black Magic Book. The preface and theoretical summary had been torn out, leaving only a few insignificant words barely covering the unlocked Magic Runes.
Back when she ripped the book at the Light Sacrifice Tower, it was mainly for easier carrying. However, this made the immovable pages seem especially mysterious and enticing. Roy pinched the corners and counted several times, confirming there were 20 pages.
This meant that the black magic yet to be unlocked numbered up to 20 kinds.
"20 kinds..."
Roy held a sigh at the tip of her tongue, "If only I could learn them sooner."
