Magic!

Time flies, spring passes and autumn comes.

The air turns cooler and then warmer.

Many of the green trees in the college were first dyed crimson, then withered into gloomy skeletons, and then glowed with new life and lush greenness again.

The time has come in April of next year.

In the afternoon, the bright sunshine shines on the upper floor of the boys' dormitory of the junior college.

In the boys' dormitory, Russell, who had finished his second-grade classes for the day, was flipping through the Book of Shadows in his hand, enjoying the warm sunshine in the afternoon and the silence that lasted for more than half a year.

"I haven't encountered any messy incidents or crises for more than half a year, but I'm a bit unaccustomed to it..."

Russell muttered silently while twisting a page.

Last August, before the start of school, Principal Duncan personally held a ceremony to examine Russell's body and seal his abnormal physique. Russell still remembers the scene.

…

"Russell, there is indeed a disharmony in your destiny. It's like... you don't belong to this world."

In the ceremony room of the college office building, the little principal, who looked like a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old child, looked at Russell in the center of the magic circle, feeling the message conveyed to his mind by the ceremony, with a solemn expression.

"What does it mean not to belong to this world?" Russell was slightly surprised by this answer and asked confused.

He knew that his physique might be special enough, but he never expected that he would be an alien or a traveler from another world.

"How do you say..." Duncan organized his words:

"Let's put it this way, you are like a stone thrown into a pond, and you are out of tune with the surrounding aura of fortune.

"Just your existence itself will set off ripples of destiny, leading to all kinds of accidents and coincidences, and bumping into events and contradictions that should not have been encountered in the first place.

"This is not a distortion caused by some kind of spell, but your existence itself is very special. This specialness may come from the Demon King who is in your heart, or it may have nothing to do with the Demon King."

After saying that, Duncan asked seriously:

"Russell, are you a descendant of a rare supernatural family? Or, can your ancestors trace back to extraordinary creatures from a certain mythical age?"

ah? There was a little shock and confusion on Russell's face. He was silent for a long time and then shook his head:

"I don't know. I was originally an orphan and was adopted by my current adoptive parents."

"I see." Duncan frowned and asked, "If you don't mind, can I divine your blood relatives?

Russell's abnormal physique is a subject of great research value!

Russell hesitated for a few seconds, and many possibilities flashed through his mind. After confirming that he could accept it mentally, he nodded immediately:

"Can."

Immediately afterwards, Duncan took out divination props such as copper coins, turtle shells, yarrow, crystal balls, astrolabes, and water basins for Russell in front of him, and performed divination based on blood inheritance and blood relationship.

All divination results show that Russell's blood relatives do not exist in the world.

It's not that Russell's biological parents are dead.

Rather, it seems that his blood relatives have never existed in history!

"This hexagram is really weird."

Duncan scratched his head, and the original confidence of "I've never seen anything" on his face turned into the embarrassment of "I've never seen this before."

"What are the possibilities for such a divination result?" Russell was equally confused and asked the world's best divination mage.

Duncan thought for a while and said:

"This may mean that you were created out of thin air!"

"What?" Russell had many conjectures about his abnormality before, but he never thought it would be this possibility.

He thought about the plots of the movies and comic novels he knew, and asked:

"It's like the artificial human that escaped from the laboratory of some mad scientist or magician as mentioned in many stories?"

"This is just a possibility." Duncan knew that the prophet could not be too absolute.

"What else is possible?" Russell asked.

Duncan raised another possibility:

"For example, you may not be that special. But the Demon King is sealed in your heart, and in a sense you have become one with the Demon King. As a result, some of the divination prophecies directed at you, such as those involving blood relatives, instead point to you. The demon king in your heart. And your abnormal power to twist fate also comes from the demon in your heart."

This is indeed very possible... Russell recalled his knowledge of demonology and knew that most demons were not the result of natural birth, but were bred after the abyssal plane absorbed many fallen souls.

As for the Demon King, it obviously meets the criteria of "not belonging to this world" and there is a high probability that he "does not have blood relatives".

Then everything makes sense.

"The question now is - why is there a demon king who has disappeared in ancient times sealed in your heart?" Duncan said.

Duncan made several more divination predictions on this issue. However, it may be that because the level involved is high, the divination is interfered with, and the result is very vague, unable to provide normal information.

"The prophecy spell is indeed unreliable. It seems that we can only wait until the Demon King wakes up and ask him in person."

Duncan shrugged his shoulders and ordered Russell:

"According to calculations, the Demon King will awaken in May next year. When the Demon King is close to awakening, you should be able to feel it easily. Come to me then, and I will make preparations in advance and recruit teachers to ensure that you and the academy safety.

"Don't worry, the examination results show that the Demon King is very weak and will not be able to regain his original strength for a long time after waking up."

As he spoke, Duncan suddenly stated the facts in a tone that was intended to be stated, and said sternly: "The Demon King will not be detrimental to you and the college after he wakes up."

Russell knew that what the principal said contained some strange power, so he nodded with confidence.

He then brought the topic back:

"Is it possible to control my abnormal physique that can twist my fate?"

Finding a way to control this anomaly was one of the reasons he came to the academy!

"Okay, I will simply set a seal. The seal should barely last until the end of the school year. Come to me if you need it extended."

…

Thinking back to the scenes last year, Russell put his hand on his left chest.

The beating of the heart was the same as before, and the demon king in the right ventricle still showed no sign of waking up.

"After sealing anomalies and encountering fewer things, the upgrade speed has indeed slowed down a lot." Russell murmured silently.

Russell's current strength is half a third grade.

He reached the late second grade in August last year, and then did not reach the third grade until January this year.

It's already April, but he can't feel even a hint of the third-grade level.