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I was Reincarnated as the Youngest Child of a Villainous Noble Family Who Controls the Kingdom from Behind the Scenes

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"Alphiss , two of them... no, shadows?"

Lilysha looks suspiciously at us standing side by side.

The shadows take on my form, wielding the same weapons as I do.

Though, they're not the real deal.

"Shadow Servants. A magic that creates clones from shadows. These guys are as strong as me, so it basically doubles our combat power."

"What, you think that's enough? You've just added a few more hands, that's all."

"Then, shall we give it a try?"

Me and my shadow clones , attacking from both sides.

Lilysha attempts to evade by turning into flames, dodging the attack from my real sword.

However, just as her flame form dissipates, my shadow lands a perfect strike.

"Ugh!"

"It worked because you weren't in flame form, right?"

"Damn shadow!"

Lilysha unleashes a barrage of fireballs at the shadow, but they all pass through it.

This is another advantage.

The shadow is just that—a shadow. Yet, like dark magic, it can still land attacks.

"My attacks aren't working!?"

"Of course they wouldn't work on a shadow."

My shadow always moves with me, so replicating my actions is second nature to it.

Shadow and darkness—though written differently, I see them as the same.

If something blocks the light, the shadow darkens, creating darkness.

Where light doesn't reach, there is darkness.

Magic can expand endlessly depending on how you interpret it.

Shadow servants is an incredibly powerful spell that creates an invincible ally.

Though, for now, I can only manage two.@@novelbin@@

I'm holding back on summoning a third.

"Dark Needle... ×2"

Even Lilisha can't dodge the time-delayed attack.

The needles pierce her chest and stomach, clearly weakening her.

Lilysha's breathing becomes ragged, her movements sluggish.

"Haah... haah... i-it hurts... ugh..."

"You should really give up now."

"Shut... up...! Ugh...! I-it hurts..."

"Let me remind you, I haven't shown all my cards yet. Meaning, I haven't gone all out."

Hearing my words, Lilysha's eyes well up with tears, her face showing despair.

For now, I've only shown her one aspect of dark magic.

And I intend to end this with just the Shadow Servant, without revealing any new tricks.

"Not yet, not yet...! I... I can't lose!"

"Is that what victory means to you?"

"Huh...?"

"Your father, the Persifam family, expects you to win, right? 'Don't lose to anyone from the Balfont family,' or something like that. That's what's rushing you. You still have so much room to grow."

Lilysha stands frozen, unable to retort.

If anything, I despise her father, Branmud.

He's a toxic parent, ruining a talented individual with his petty adult ego.

Compared to that, Leorg's hands-off approach might be the right one.

If you truly have talent, you'll grow stronger without unnecessary interference.

For someone from the Balfont family, you don't even need a master.

Lilisha is undoubtedly among the top-tier strong in this world.

The Persifam family's position as the second strongest is likely due to Branmud and the previous heads.

That's why I wanted Lilysha to realize something first.

"I still have... room to grow?"

"Exactly. You're more than this. It's absurd that someone struggling against the current me could be considered the pinnacle of a mage."

"But Father praised me! He said I was the model of a mage!"

"He's truly a toxic parent. Well, let me show you just how laughable that 'pinnacle' is. Shadow Servant."

Another shadow figure emerges from Lilysha's shadow.

It's unmistakably Lilisha's shadow, even bearing the same fiery aura.

"What...! Me...!"

"I'll borrow your power too."

"Hmph! It's just a fake!"

Lilysha's shadow unleashes black flames.

The black flames clash against the red ones, engulfing Lilisha's body.

She had thought it wouldn't affect her, but she quickly understood the reality upon feeling it.

"It's hot! H-how can fire affect me!?"

"That fire has both flame and dark attributes. Even if you have flame resistance, without dark resistance, it'll still hurt. That's the fire conjured by your own magic."

"Ugh...! N-not yet...!"

"See? There's still roo for growth , right?"

"Shut uuuup!"

Driven by anger, Lilysha unleashes flames from her entire body.

If she's still eager to fight, then so be it.

"For now, lose to me again and cool your head."

Me and my clone launch a fierce assault on Lilisha.

She panics, trying to guard with flames, but attempting to handle both of us at once backfires.

The flames scatter, resulting in a poorly concentrated wall of fire.

I mercilessly thrust Dark Needle into Lilisha at close range once more.

"Ugh...! Aah, gah...!"

"What you can usually do falls apart in critical moments. It's common. The difference in experience shows."

Dark Needle pierces Lilysha's throat.

Her body disperses into particles of light, ejected from the field.

That was definitely a fatal blow.

"As expected of Alphiss-sama! Easy peasy!"

"So amazing!"

Leticia clasps her hands together, rejoicing in my victory, while Roushel jumps up and down.

Meanwhile, outside the field, Lilysha writhes in pain, unable to get up, tears streaming down her face as she sobs.

"Ugh, ugh... fuh... auu..."

"Are you okay?"

"D-don't touch me..."

I try to rub her back, but Lilysha swats my hand away.

She doesn't want to show her face, stubbornly keeping her hands on the ground, refusing to look up.

"I'm just... ugh... waaah!"

"Calm down. I'm not doing this because I hate you. I see potential in you."

"P-potential...?"

Lilysha lifts her face, now a mess of tears and snot.

It's quite a sight. I can't help but feel a bit satisfied.

"How did it feel to be hit by your own flames? That kind of power can't even kill the current you."

"B-but... I've reached the pinnacle of magic..."

"In your desire to grow stronger, you took the easy way out. But that's not entirely wrong."

"What do you mean..."

Lilysha looks up at me, still sitting on the ground.

The parts of her body that had turned to flames are slowly returning to normal.

As her will to fight fades, she's also on the verge of gaining new insights and growing.

"It's something that rarely happens in the process of a mage growing stronger. Some flee to the easy pinnacle of magic, but only those who realize their mistake can reach greater heights."

"So... I can still grow stronger?"

"Exactly. To put it bluntly, there are quite a few mages who stop at your current level. Thanks to the pinnacle of magic, they're strong, but they have no room for growth."

"I don't want that..."

Lilisha mutters, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I don't want that! I want to grow stronger! Stronger than Father, stronger than anyone... stronger than you!"

Heat erupts from Lilisha's body.

Her red skin returns to normal, her human form restored as if nothing had happened.

Her mana has fully recovered, but its flow is now far more stable than before.

Her mental growth has clearly affected her mana.

"Yeah, let's grow stronger together."

"Ugh, ugh... waaah!"

Lilisha finally breaks down crying.

"So moving!"

"Lady Lilysha, you were amazing! I need to train harder too!"