Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

"Magic isn't simple..."

Poro repeatedly flipped a page with his claws, comparing the semantics of the preceding and following text.

The Queen recorded her magic practice in this notebook. Initially, the Queen—also known as the Mirror Witch—wasn't very skilled in magic.

She was even at the bottom among all witches.

But with the help of the Magic Mirror, she solved one casting problem after another, growing stronger and stronger... and now, all these insights and experiences belong to Poro.

Although Poro gained some of the Crimson Witch's casting experience through the [Spiral Beacon: Witch] fairy tale authority, and mastered some of it through practice,

the experience gained through authority is still different from what is learned through self-study.

Or rather... every witch's magic may be similar, but never completely identical!

In the world, only a few people possess magical talent.

Among these people, the number of women is far greater than the number of men.

And among these people, an even smaller number have the opportunity to come into contact with magic... and among this group, only a few have enough wisdom and conditions to master this power.

So... even if the world is big,

magic has remained extremely rare and difficult to popularize for so many years!

"Magic... has a high correlation with the caster's experiences and desires..."

Poro whispered the words written on the page. These were concepts marked by the Queen regarding the release of magic, and there were many complex theories—

the most difficult of which even reminded Poro of advanced mathematics from his previous life!

Well, magic really depends on talent.

Just like advanced mathematics—if you can't do it, you just can't!

But Poro has the authority reflection granted by [Spiral Beacon: Witch], so his entry will definitely be several times faster than the average beginner!

Besides... if learning advanced mathematics in my previous life could be as awesome as magic...

Poro would study until he dropped dead to get a hundred points!

"Control... The magic created by the Queen with the help of the Magic Mirror, that is... the ribbons wrapped around the necks of the soldiers and those in the palace, a magical product."

Poro carefully read some of the relatively simple things in the book. This magic is difficult, definitely not the kind of spell that can be formed in a day or two!

It not only requires magical affinity and casting skills, but also extremely superb weaving skills.

"Hmm? What's this?"

After flipping through several lengthy and complex pages filled with text, Poro saw a somewhat complex magic diagram drawn in the center of the next page.

"Oh, it's called a Mind Construction Array, it seems to be used to help... enhance magical affinity?"

Poro found the function of this miniature array through [Spiral Beacon: Witch].

And... some minor side effects. Most magic casters do not use other people's Mind Construction Arrays, just like the previous theory said—

magic... has a high correlation with the caster's experiences and desires.

If used frequently, it may have extremely dangerous effects on the mind!

"Using it once or twice in the short term won't be a big problem."

Through the experience given by [Spiral Beacon: Witch], Poro felt at ease, reached out, touched the array in front of him, and activated it with a special mental operation method, plus a little magic—

The bonfire not far away quickly moved away, and the light of the flame began to change...

It followed the illusion and turned into a... moonlight-like color.

It's a mirror.

The thought flashed through Poro's mind. Instantly, the surrounding white light began to flow—

In the blink of an eye, the world had changed!

"What is this place—an illusion?"

Poro's expression froze. His soul had some ideas of detachment, and he keenly saw that the scene in front of him was illusory again, and was about to return to reality.

Oh, good, I can actively detach from such illusions at any time!

Poro breathed a sigh of relief and sank his spirit into the illusion.

Mirror.

Mirrors in all directions surrounded Poro. The illusion gradually became real, and the details became more and more obvious.

Poro saw the details of those mirrors, which were rapidly appearing!

The shape of the mirror, the pattern on the edge of the mirror—it was the shattered Magic Mirror!

In each mirror, Poro... no, the face of the Queen, the Mirror Witch, was reflected.

"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, please tell me—what should I do to make everyone completely respect me, obey me, and move forward according to the path I hope for without bias?"

Poro heard the Queen's voice coming from "himself."

At the same time, an answer was uttered from the mirrors in all directions: "Unless everyone becomes your puppet, you can do this.

Otherwise, as long as their minds and souls still have a trace of possibility to be their own masters, free will will not disappear because of this!"

The next moment, Poro suddenly felt an emotion that did not belong to him涌 out from the bottom of his heart.

He was shocked again, but after discovering that this emotion that did not belong to him, like the illusion itself, could be freely entered and exited by using the special nature of the soul, he quickly continued to immerse himself in it...

I want... to control them, to control everyone!

I don't want to see them looking at me with anything other than respectful eyes. It makes me very uncomfortable!

I was born to be noble!

The mirror in front of him twisted chaotically, and a woman of about forty or fifty years old appeared in the mirror, with an appearance somewhat similar to the Queen.

"Weave these ribbons well. Court merchants like them. Sell some more, and we can eat some meat next month!"

Then, the Queen's voice sounded, much younger than in reality:

"But the money sold this week is enough to buy some meat, isn't it?"

"Your father will take it out to gamble again at night, and most likely he will lose everything. What can I do?"

"But I have advised him?"

"Heh, what's the use?"

The woman in the mirror, who looked like the Queen's mother, gave a miserable smile, "Unless you can use your ribbons to tie him at home like a dog, he will listen to you!"

The voice faded away, but the strong emotions brought a strong sense of immersion.

The countless mirrors in front of him rotated again, and one of them slowly stopped in front of him.

In it, a person dressed like a butler walked to an extremely luxurious carriage with a ribbon in his hand. In the carriage, a slender white hand stretched out and took the ribbon.

"Miss, are you satisfied with this ribbon...?"

At the same time, Poro felt the emotion from the Queen again, a kind of inexplicable stagnation, to be precise... a kind of extremely strong "jealousy."

The Queen's voice sounded again from Poro's "own" mouth:

"Why do those soldiers, men, have to listen to the woman in the carriage?"

"Because the one sitting in the carriage is a noble."

"Who does the noble listen to?"

"The King."

"What about the King?"

"The King does not listen to anyone."

"They are people, and I am also a person. I can also be a noble, I can also be a King!

One day, I will make the soldiers, nobles and... the King, everyone—listen to me!"

"But how will you do that?"

"I will tie the ribbons tightly around their necks—like tying a dog! This way, they will listen to me!"