Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

[PS: There is a possibility of entering a small dark room, so hide quietly in the bookshelf to avoid getting lost~]

[PS: Also, comrades, don’t store it in your brain for now, because the author has forgotten where it is!!!]

"Do you want it, you little fish?~"

"It's short and small, and it looks useless at first glance~"

"Ahaha, you finally come in. It seems like you don't like being outside all the time~"

The black-haired boy pushed aside the students who were watching outside the room, walked into the room, and snatched his scroll back from the girl with a provocative look on her face.

The boy's name is Miss Giles. He was reborn in another world. He is twenty years old and an orphan.

He was not favored by the system, did not become a hero, and was not even an adventurer.

In the Kingdom of Firris, he was the last in the Magic Department of Nolen University and was a Level 2 magic apprentice.

He has short black hair that is different from ordinary people. Although he is very handsome, he is considered a freak in the eyes of ordinary people.

I thought the new account was scrapped and I had to start over, but...

His adoptive father, Raymond Giles, is the current king's teacher, the kingdom's first warrior captain, and one of the three most powerful sword masters of the human race in the world today. He treats him like his own son and dotes on him very much.

The younger sister, Licia Giles, is 5 years old, the youngest LV in history, a blade-class swordsman. She will definitely surpass her father in the future. She is gentle and cute, and she has a severe brother complex.

He has money, power and looks, he has a sister, a house and a busy father.

Never has there been such a wonderful start.

Until seven days ago, his life changed again.

His adoptive father was defeated by a passerby, lost his title as the Sword Saint, and his whereabouts remain unknown to this day.

My sister was kidnapped by a powerful mysterious woman and has not been heard from since.

The reputation of his adoptive father also plummeted like a waterfall in the royal city. After protecting the country for ten years, he ended up in disgrace.

The family’s support has fallen, is it too late to reopen now?

It is obviously too late. Since the backer has fallen, I have no choice but to become the backer myself.

The royal capital, Noren City.

After half a year, Miss returned to the college and returned to his own exclusive laboratory.

The broken tables and chairs, the messy graffiti, the drawings and scrolls scattered all over the floor, and the potted plants that had obviously been trampled on, all told him one thing.

Without a backer, you will be bullied.

"Ahaha, weren't you quite talkative before? Now that barbaric woman Licia is not here, why are you like a drowned dog, not saying anything back when you're scolded, pretending to be cool, right? You're useless, ridiculous, what a piece of trash?~"

The girl looked down at Miss who was picking up the scrolls on the ground one by one, and the corners of her mouth were almost stretched to the back of her head.

The girl was followed by two followers and a bootlicker. Her name was Shana Reis Veratis, and she was the third princess of the neighboring Holy Kingdom of Veratis.

She has a petite figure, which is totally different from her eighteen years old. Her long golden hair flows down her back like waves, but it's a pity that they are not twin tails. Her preppy style outfit matches her pretty face very well. Her slender calves are wrapped in white stockings, which are as smooth as jade.

The only drawback was that her breasts were not as magnificent as those of her two young female guards, and the slight bulge on her chest was a pain in her life.

"Her Highness Shana has given you the opportunity to talk, how dare you not answer?" The bootlicker appears.

Shana took off one of her shoes and her stockings, then gently lifted her small, rosy feet and pointed an expensive red crystal wand at Miss.

"I'll give you one more chance. Kiss my feet and become my slave. I can consider taking you, my magic apprentice, back to the kingdom and keeping you in captivity. At least you won't starve to death."

The noble licker in extravagant clothes was a little anxious, "Your Highness Shana, why are you rewarding him?"

Are you serious, kid?

Miss stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the smug-looking blonde girl.

His gaze finally fixed on the upper part of the girl's body. He frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and shook his head.

"Tsk."

Miss's gaze made the girl feel hot, and the sound of her smacking lips was deafening.

"Bastard! Pervert! Maggot!" Shana stomped her feet hard, her pretty face flushed red.

The one that's got your defense broken, girl in prison.

Miss knew the reason why Shana was trying so hard to take him back to the Holy Kingdom.

A new type of group buff magic, [Ability Enhancement and Modification].

An unprecedented magic that enhances all attributes of a group without any side effects.

If this magic is promoted in the army, one can imagine what kind of effect it will have on the battlefield.

The magician who created this magic was actually the magic apprentice Miss.

Logically speaking, this matter is top secret and should not be known to the princess of another country.

However, Shana and Miss are senior and junior students studying under the same instructor, so when Miss first proposed this idea two and a half years ago, Shana already knew about it.

A useless guy at the level of a LV2 magic apprentice could actually come up with such a bold conjecture, and then completed half of the magic formula in a very short time, successfully entering the practical stage.

This was something Shana had never dared to imagine before she met Miss.

Currently, this magic blueprint, which is more than half completed, is kept in the hands of their mentor, Plekielson.

And just this morning, in the palace, Miss was informed by the kingdom's Minister of General Affairs that the signature on the magic blueprint had been changed to Pleikielson. It was not that Pleikielson's name was added, but that it was changed to.

Yes, his two and a half years of research results were plagiarized by his supervisor, with the support of the kingdom's top brass.

Under Shana's ashamed and angry gaze, Miss continued to pick up the scattered scrolls.

These drafts that may seem like garbage to others are semi-finished magic props that Miss has carefully designed and drawn through his own research and experiments over the past ten years.

You just need to copy the above array pattern onto a scroll made of special material, and it will become a priceless high-end magic item.

Miss is proficient in making magic props. No one else knows this except Licia, Raymond and the old priest of the temple.

Looking at the blonde girl Shana's downward movement, he shook his head.

too naive.

The Holy Kingdom of Veratis is already the strongest kingdom simply by virtue of the word "holy" in its name, and no one wants this country to become stronger.

Even though he was now ostracized by everyone in the Kingdom of Firris, and even to the point where everyone wanted to kill him, Miss did not think that the kingdom's top leaders would watch Shana take him back to Veratis.

It is impossible for the Kingdom of Firris to aid the enemy, especially when it cannot even guarantee its own safety.

Losing a level 6 sword master is no less than losing an army of more than people.

Raymond's disappearance did indeed cause the kingdom's combat power to be halved.

The Minister of General Affairs used this as an excuse to begin levying huge taxes to expand military spending.

Those citizens who have lived in peace since childhood cannot understand the contributions the Warrior Captain has made to the country. They only know that because of the Warrior Captain's personal behavior, they have to pay more money.

The Minister of General Affairs, Count von Toss-Kerko, Raymond's mortal enemy, took only seven days to bring disgrace to the warrior who had made countless military achievements.

Shana tried to calm herself down and return to elegant mode, stepping hard on the draft paper that Miss was about to pick up with her jade feet.

"I know what you are proud of. You just created a great magic. What's so great about that? You are just a small-time magic apprentice. All you will do in your life is hide in a dark and damp little room and do this kind of manual labor. And when you draw, you look like a disgusting centipede. You are dirty and lowly."

The girl put one hand on her waist, her expression becoming more and more smug. "And I am a super beautiful girl, loved by everyone. I have already reached the LV3 mastery level at a young age and will soon be promoted to LV4. You should feel honored to be this princess's slave."

Miss pulled the draft paper from under the girl's feet, shook it with a look of disgust, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he crumpled it into a ball and threw it out.

"You!" Shana's eyes were fierce, but her face flushed again.

Your feet don't smell, why are you so disgusted with them?

The noble boy Barron Kirko rushed out like a peregrine falcon, threw himself heavily on the ball of paper, oblivious to the people around him, and was sucked into the storm.

Miss put the collected scrolls and drawings into his backpack and turned to look at the girl.

"You're loved by everyone? So you were kicked out of the palace by your own brother with great fanfare, and everyone knew about it. You haven't been allowed to go home for three years?"

There seemed to be a loud noise in Shana's head, like tinnitus.

This is her sore spot, the soft spot that no one has dared to touch in the past three years.

If you dare to mention this, you are dead, bastard, you are dead!

Shana made up her mind that she must kidnap this man and bring him back to the Holy Kingdom of Veratis to ravage him for the rest of his life.

"And you, yes, you kid, you destroyed my potted plants?" Miss looked coldly at Barron lying on the ground.

Barron's mouth twisted, "So what? As long as it can make Her Highness Shana happy, I'm willing to destroy my father."

Miss narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Very good, you have already found a way to die."