Retaliation of Disabled Girls
Chapter 56 POV Derek Weak Witch

I was born a weak witch. I don't even know my unique magic. It is sad to have to be like this from birth to death. One of the causes was that my father had weak magic power in contrast to my mother who was the head of a strong family. Unfortunately I inherited my father's magic power.

I curse all those who have strong magic power. They could easily lead a peaceful life unlike me who experienced exclusion. 

The worst part of my life is that I have to be friends with people who are like me, people who have weak magic. And this makes me sick. I didn't like them either because I remembered the reason I had such weak magic power, which was my father.

I continued to be trained to be a great head of the family, despite knowing my mother's actions were in vain. I won't surpass him. I have no other brother. I am a miracle born to my parents. My mother was told she could not have children. When I was born my parents were very happy. They always boast about me without being able to see the truth. The magic blinded their eyes until they were tightly shut.

I started to know my unique magic when I was 10 years old. My mother was injured when she opened the letter with a knife. His finger was injured and I tried to stop the bleeding by sucking his blood. 

The next day my magic power increased. A flashy fireball the size of my fist grew to half my height. My mother could not smell anything. My parents began to search for the cause of my growing magic power and the loss of my mother's smell. It turned out that it was caused by the transfer of magic power which is my unique magic. 

After that, my father happily sacrificed his blood for me for a year in order for the magic power to increase. Magic power is increased but not great. Of course, because my father was a weak man. I hateit. If he were strong, I would not suffer. And make the friends they deserve. 

On the last transfer of magic that would have taken my father's life, my mother kept him in bed. My father's remaining sense is the sense of touch. My mother asked me to come closer to my father because my father had a last request.

My father wrote something in my hand.

'Be strong, Derek.'

Without being told I would be strong, because that was my dream. After that, he went out because he couldn't see my father's death. It's time. I cut my father's hand and drank his blood. His final moments were indeed very heroic, but I was completely untouchable. The next day my father's funeral was held. The cause of my father's death was faked as a disease. 

During the course of the business trip, my mother saw the exclusion that other nobles had done to weak witches. He was afraid something similar would happen to me. My mother started to get nervous because when she was gone, no one would take care of me. His eyes began to open to my magic that was weaker than children my age. Perhaps as a result of my father's death, he began to open his eyes.

My mother started to sacrifice her blood for me. I replaced him as the head of the family, because my mother's circumstances were not possible. Month by month passed. My mother's death was in sight.

He wrote his last words to me.

'Life well, Derek.'

I will live a good and strong life according to the last request of both my parents. The way I do that is by transferring magic and becoming king. The king is a man who has a peaceful and happy life. Since I don't have royal blood, I'm going to revolt. 

I'm looking for people I can sacrifice easily. They are abandoned and excommunicated. My plan was just carried out after the preparations were smooth. The information I've got. It took me years to perfect it all.

I used Trevor to trick his sister. My friend this one is so stupid, I helped him because he was going to sacrifice. I helped her figure out a power-enhancing magic herb to cover her growing magic power. 

But fools are still fools. He was killed by someone else. My best victim was killed in vain. I couldn't do the magic transfer because the news of his death was only discovered a few days later. His blood is no longer fresh. His sister's body was not found. I don't care about his sister. It's just that what I sacrificed was reduced.

My plan's still running. I changed the memory of one of those fools to make him a murderer. Then the blood of his victims I drank. Had the murder of a neglected noble been revealed he would have been punished. I can still live in peace.

I started attacking the witch nobles. My first target was the Skyrise family. The head of their family could be my hindrance other than the King. I have to destroy it.

I attacked the Skyrise residence. The sister of the Skyrise family head attacked me as best she could with potions. However, his actions were in vain. How depressing. Killed him. The potion magician was unable to increase my magic so I ignored him.

I intend to wait for the head of the Skyrise family to come home while going around. Then I found Diana. So all this time the Skyrise family hid it here.

"What a lucky day."

I killed Diana and performed a magic transfer ritual. The head of the Skyrise family had arrived home. He's very angry. When he was about to attack her, he attacked me first until my vision was dark. Plan's futile.

But I miraculously went back in time. I can follow my plan again with more care. Then there are some changes in the present. The most notable is Diana's change in character. I thought he was from the future. 

Trevor ran to my residence telling me he was kicked out of his own home. I didn't pay attention to it. I'm gonna kill Diana now she's my obstacle. 

However, Keith Skyrise's attitude started to bother me. He couldn't have proposed to Diana. It was Trevor who forced her to get engaged to Diana. His actions were very different in the past, let alone the Skyrise family not producing any magic power-enhancing potions. This is what led me to suspect him of knowing the past.

I continued to carefully carry out my plan until my magic power was enough to awaken hundreds of people to death. I started with my ancestors to save me from the attacks of these three witches.

"Ha... Ha... Ha..., you're not gonna beat me." I grinned. I will win and become King. My parents' last request will be fulfilled.