The World's Strongest and Most Evil Noble Strives Humbly and Diligently ~ Using Knowledge of the Original Story and Unique Magic to Avoid a Destruction End ~ - Chapter 4: Judge Fiona's Diary
Chapter 4: Judge Fiona’s Diary
Saint Calendar Year 1010, March 10th
As usual, I was working in the research wing when my terrifying boss suddenly summoned me.
Could it be… Did they find out I stole funds from the Ministry of Magic?
Carrying that heavy anxiety, I headed to her laboratory.
As it turns out, I’ve been summoned to the estate of Lord Heisenberg.
Apparently, there was a specific request for me to oversee the “Rite of Baptism.”
What? Why me…?
I have nothing to do with that infamous Heisenberg family—the “Evil Nobles.”
Honestly, I really don’t want to go.
I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to—absolutely not.
I begged my terrifying boss.
It didn’t work.
The Heisenberg family is one of the Four Great Noble Houses.
They wield tremendous influence over the Ministry of Magic. Refusing their request would lead to unimaginable retaliation—or so I was told.
And yet, she’s sending her adorable subordinate to face those demons? She truly is a tyrant.
No wonder she’s still single.
I threw a tantrum, hoping to get out of it, but she threatened me:
“If you defy orders, I’ll accuse you of embezzlement.”
Cold sweat poured down my back as I tried to play dumb with, “I don’t know what you mean.”
She responded, “The research budget.”
…Phew, it seems she hasn’t discovered the secret safe yet.
And so, I was shipped off to the Evil Nobles.
Ugh, I really don’t want to go.
I hate nobles to begin with. They’re always pompous and unnecessarily arrogant.
Especially that Hollow von Heisenberg.
From what I’ve heard, he’s the embodiment of laziness and arrogance—a spoiled brat.
Ahh… I don’t want to go.
I just want to stay in my lab, researching magic, which I love so much.
And maybe enjoy a drink while watching horse races on my magic crystal.
As an old saying goes, “Working is a losing battle.”
Saint Calendar Year 1010, March 20th
Today, I visited the Heisenberg estate.
When I arrived at the ridiculously large mansion, I was guided by a refined elderly gentleman to the private quarters of Hollow von Heisenberg, the heir apparent.
And wow, what a cocky little brat he turned out to be.
Even though I’m older than him, he didn’t use a single word of polite speech.
I thought about giving his unnecessarily handsome face an “older sister chop,” but…
If I did that, the Heisenberg family would probably have me erased.
So I held back, swallowing my frustration with a “Mugh.”
Next, I measured the magical power and aptitude of this insufferable brat, Hollow.
And let me tell you—I was absolutely shocked.
Hollow von Heisenberg is a genius.
Overwhelming magical power, aptitude for all attributes…
And above all, his unique magic: Void.
Later, a colleague at the Ministry told me something astonishing:
Apparently, Hollow is an extraordinary prodigy, born to a magical bloodline of legends.
His father, Daphnes von Heisenberg, is a genius mage with the unique magic Falsehood.
His mother, Layla Thor Heisenberg, is the kingdom’s greatest swordmaster.
And their child is Hollow von Heisenberg.
What is this ridiculous pedigree? It’s like someone designed the “ultimate human” in their imagination.
Oh, right.
Just in case, I won’t go into too much detail, but I made a “certain contract” with Hollow today.
The Ministry of Magic’s management is pretty lax, so I doubt they’ll notice.
Even if they do, I’ll just play dumb and say it was a mistake.
Anyway, today was the best day of my life!
After all, I gained the right to research Void!
Time to finish all my piled-up work as quickly as possible!
Saint Calendar Year 1010, April 20th
I got caught up in some troublesome tasks, and a whole month slipped by.
Although I started a bit late… It’s fine!
I took a year-long leave, so now I can focus entirely on researching Void!
First thing in the morning, I headed to the Heisenberg estate to meet the arrogant prodigy, Hollow.
I wanted to dive right into the research, but unique magic—especially Void—is dangerous.
Without a minimum level of magical skill, there’s a risk of it going out of control.
The Void Factor I finally discovered can’t be wasted here.
When I checked to ensure Hollow met the basic requirements… I was blown away again.
In just one month, Hollow had achieved an extremely high level of magical skill.
His spell construction speed was insanely fast, and his mana control was unbelievably precise.
What kind of sponge-like absorption is this…? Even cotton would be jealous.
But one thing puzzled me.
Why did Hollow only learn defensive magic?
Typically, mages—especially those with great talent—focus on offensive spells.
After all, defensive magic is boring, and flashy attack spells are more fun to learn.
But Hollow was different.
He ignored offensive magic entirely and dedicated himself to learning defensive spells.
Considering his arrogant personality, I would’ve expected him to master offensive magic instead…
Well, to each their own.
Later, during basic theory lessons, we started training Void.
And I was utterly speechless.
Unique magic Void… It’s terrifying—far beyond anything I imagined.
Its offensive capabilities are overwhelming.
The magical energy of Void consumes all things.
Just as described in ancient texts.
Before that magic, no substance can exist.
Water, soil, air—living or non-living—all are devoured by its destructive force.
A thousand years ago, the calamity known as Xeno wielded this power, plunging the world into chaos.
To be able to research the most powerful, destructive magic so closely… I feel truly fortunate!
Saint Calendar Year 1010, May 20th
It’s been a month since I started researching Void.
Hollow’s training is, to be honest, extremely tedious.
Repetition and review, three steps forward and two steps back.
But since he does it at incredible speed, his progress is ultimately very fast.
This doesn’t match the stories I’ve heard at all.
According to my colleagues at the Ministry, Hollow has exceptional talent, but his lazy, arrogant nature leads him to live a self-indulgent life.
True, he is arrogant—unbelievably so.
He’s incredibly haughty, and his language is atrocious.
But at least when it comes to magic—and becoming stronger—he’s earnest.
He never gets complacent and takes steady, deliberate steps forward.
If I had to describe his approach in one phrase, it would be “humble and diligent.”
Even now, Hollow continues to refine Void’s defensive aspects.
Honestly, I feel like shouting:
“Hey, why not focus on the offensive side instead?”
Void has overwhelming destructive power. Why not hone that strength further?
I’d been frustrated for a month, but today, I finally understood why Hollow focused on defense.
[Hollow]: “Fiona, you have unique magic, don’t you?”
[Me]: “Yes.”
[Hollow]: “Then we’ll conduct a defensive experiment with Void. Attack me with your magic.”
[Me]: “…Excuse me?”
[Hollow]: “Don’t hold back. Come at me as if you’re trying to kill me.”
[Me]: “Th-That’s insane…”
My unique magic, Hydra’s Ancient Venom, is legend-class.
Its attack range, deployment speed, and lethality are all top-notch.
Frankly, it’s absurdly strong.
Even for a genius mage like Hollow, or with an origin-level unique magic like Void, defending against my attack would be nearly impossible.
Defending against magic with magic requires immense skill.
It’s absurd to expect someone like Hollow, who’s been studying magic for only a month, to accomplish this.
I refused with all my might.
If I accidentally injured Hollow, I’d be publicly paraded and executed.
When I expressed my concerns, he laughed mockingly.
[Hollow]: “You think your magic could even scratch me? Know your place.”
That did it.
Even my long and sturdy patience snapped.
“Fine, if you insist, then I’ll do it!”
I stood tall, my chest puffed out, and declared boldly.
[As a magician, I have my pride. If you insist this much, I’ll unleash my most powerful attack magic. But still… I’m afraid of the Heisenberg family, so please ensure my safety with a Contract Contra!]
The contract was sealed.
Now, even if something went wrong, I wouldn’t be erased by dark forces.
But, come to think of it, this was a rare opportunity.
Hollow had been acting all high and mighty until now. I hadn’t managed to deliver my “Big Sister Chop” on the first day, but this time, I would land it! With that kind of momentum, I unleashed my most powerful magic.
Yet… it was perfectly blocked.
No, it was neutralized.
“H-Hollow… What was that just now!?”
“Void Possession. Not bad for a first attempt.”
Void Possession. It involves forming a thin veil of void around oneself, diverting all attacks into the Void Realm—a perfect all-around defensive magic.
For now, it seemed he still needed to consciously switch it on and off, but he planned to refine the harmful/harmless filters and eventually achieve perfect automatic defense.
Using it that way would consume too much magic power. However, according to Hollow, “By mastering magic control and optimizing the void, perpetual use will eventually be possible.”
No, no, no, this kid is just too much…
Hollow had been studying magic for less than a year. How? How could he master unique magic so well?
The strength of unique magic lies in its lack of a magic manual. Its weakness is also the lack of a manual. Without one, countermeasures are unknown, but its mastery requires an enormous amount of time. The advantages and disadvantages are supposed to balance out.
Yet somehow, Hollow seemed to be advancing along the shortest path, as if following an instruction manual. Ignoring the drawbacks, he was mastering the void with maximum efficiency, as if he had known this magic all along. Could this be talent?
Holy Calendar 1011, April 20
Time flies. A year had passed since we started researching the void.
Since then, Hollow had continued perfecting his defensive use of the void. Despite his defenses already being impenetrable, what drove him to keep improving?
Ah, maybe that’s it. Could it be his hobby to create an impenetrable defense and make his opponent feel powerless? The thought of Hollow looking down smugly at an enemy in despair… Yeah, he’d probably enjoy that.
Unfortunately, we couldn’t gather any “Void Attack Data.” But we did collect extremely rare “Void Defense Data.”
This was the kind of data that magic researchers worldwide would shed tears of bl00d to obtain—something I could never have gotten in my lifetime. For that, I was deeply grateful to Hollow.
Through this research, I discovered something new. Hollow might be arrogant, but he seems to have boundaries. He never crosses the line of what’s unacceptable as a person. Occasionally, he even makes considerate remarks or gestures toward me.
“Maybe he’s surprisingly kind?” I thought.
Of course, I’d never say such a thing to his face, or he’d hang me out to dry.
Today marked the last day of our long break. As I worried about returning to work at the Magic Ministry tomorrow, Hollow suddenly invited me, saying, “I’ll show you something interesting.”
Riding in a carriage, we arrived at a vast expanse of blue mountains. Apparently, the entire area belonged to the Heisenberg family. The wealth of the Four Great Noble Families was truly astonishing.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Hollow calmly extended his right hand forward and cast a spell.
In an instant, the mountain vanished.
I doubted my eyes. My legs gave out beneath me.
What… what just happened?
The mountain was gone. Entirely. As if it had never existed.
A child who had only studied magic for a year had altered the terrain with a single spell.
This was the pinnacle of magic—the kind of accomplishment that lifelong mages might achieve with tears of joy. Yet, Hollow wasn’t satisfied. He muttered things like, “The composition is sloppy,” and “The area specification is weak.”
No, it’s more than enough! What do you plan to do by becoming even stronger? Destroy the world?
Speaking of which, a thousand years ago, the great magician “Calamity” Zeno supposedly tried to destroy the world using void magic. Maybe these two are similar in their psychopath tendencies.
Regardless, I was in awe. I had witnessed the destructive power of void magic firsthand.
Even after parting with Hollow, the sight remained etched in my mind—a beautiful, grand, and terrifying magic.
Oh, I wanted to know more. I wanted to delve deeper into the void.
Void, void, void… My mind was consumed entirely by it.
Back home, I wondered if I could stay by Hollow’s side. Perhaps I could ask Lord Heisenberg to let me be a tutor or researcher.
But as I reached my apartment, I found men in black suits waiting. They were officials from the Kingdom of Klein. It seemed my embezzlement had been exposed—my dealings with the safe deposit boxes had come to light.
I was taken to the Magic Ministry and interrogated by my strict superior.
The total amount I had misappropriated? A shocking 50 million gold.
I was astonished. I hadn’t realized I had taken that much. Over three years, small amounts had piled up into a massive sum. “Every little bit adds up,” they say, but this was no laughing matter.
The Ministry demanded immediate repayment within a week. But there was no way I could pay such an amount.
I thought long and hard. Then, an idea struck me.
If it’s come to this… I’ll borrow a ton of money from the underground and bet it all on horse racing!
Conveniently, the “Kingdom of Klein Cup” was a week away.
The gods seemed to whisper: “If not now, when?”
Holy Calendar 1011, April 30
…It’s over. Everything is over.
My entire fortune had evaporated, leaving me with nothing but worthless betting slips. Drowning in despair, I turned to cheap liquor.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I opened it with my tear-streaked face, and there stood Hollow.
He was different from usual. He listened quietly and consoled me in a gentle voice.
To my surprise, he offered to cover my debt, saying, “I’ll lend you the money, interest-free, to be repaid as you succeed.” He also offered me a position as his tutor and magic researcher in the Heisenberg household.
Was Hollow a god? Oh, thank you, gods, buddhas, and Hollow… I apologized profusely for calling him a “cocky brat” or a “super arrogant kid” in my diary.
From now on, I vowed eternal loyalty to Hollow. I even swore not to bet on horses for at least a week.
After expressing my gratitude, I saw him off.
For a split second, I thought I saw an evil expression on his face, but… surely that was my imagination, right?
Still… how did my embezzlement get discovered? They said it was an “anonymous tip.” Surely… not him?