I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"Then let's go to my bedroom."

After Camisia and Lotte nodded, Ella took the lead and pushed open the door of her room among the servants passing by.

"This is my room. I didn't tidy it up when I left, so it looks a bit messy. I hope it doesn't make Camisia uncomfortable."

Following the path to the entrance, Ella walked to the window and pulled open the curtains that almost took up half of the wall. The slightly scorching sunlight shone into the room. Frowning at the scorching light, Ella snapped her fingers.

"'Light Bends', 'Water Element', 'Condensation'."

The scorching light originally projected on the tea table was instantly bent to the ceiling, and the summoned water element was frozen into ice cubes and piled in a wooden barrel prepared in advance. The temperature of the entire room dropped again.

Pointing to the tea table in front of her, Ella picked up an exquisitely carved teapot on it.

"Camisia, Lotte, please sit down first."

Strangely, only Luty entered the room, while Camisia stood at the door with her eyes closed, taking deep breaths.

"Camisia, what's wrong?"

Hearing Ella calling her, Camisia opened her eyes, covered her mouth with one hand, took a deep breath through her nose again, and spoke in a trembling tone of praise to God, as if a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert had suddenly found an oasis.

“Ahhh, this room, filled with the scent of the princess, is truly… truly wonderful!”

Chapter 29: Golden Cat's Eye (Part 1)

"Uh, uh——Eh, ka, Camisia?"

Ella was so shocked by the confused look in Camisia's eyes that she was speechless.

——Could it be that Camisia is also a nympho like Iris? No way… Camisia doesn't look like that kind of person no matter how you look at her.

Realizing her own gaffe, Camisia immediately lowered her head.

"Ahem, my apologies, Princess, for letting you witness my loss of composure..."

"Wait a minute, Camisia, could you please stop standing around the room with that deep breathing motion?"

Although Camisia seemed to be admitting her mistake, Ella could still tell from her unnatural rise and fall of her chest that she was still continuing her abnormal behavior.

As for the smell, if someone said that Lotte and Iris had a wonderful fragrance, Ella would nod without hesitation, because whether it was Lotte's soothing lavender scent or Iris's slightly pungent lemon scent, they were all things Ella had experienced personally. But as for the "smell of the princess" that Camisia mentioned, it would only make her so ashamed that she would want to find a corner to hide.

"If your Highness says so..."

Camisia walked to the door looking a little lost.

"After all, this smell, are you a smell fetishist, Camisia?"

For Ella, since she really didn't want to see another Iris, it would be better to ask about this situation as soon as possible. Although this direct way of asking was indeed a bit inconsiderate, there was nothing she could do about it.

After walking out of the door, Camisia slowly woke up from her previous state as if she had been drugged by some strong hallucinogenic drug, and returned to her usual serious appearance.

"No, no, that's not the case, Princess-sama. The misbehavior you witnessed just now was due to my bloodline. We demons have an innate attachment to the Demon King, so anything tainted with the aura of the Demon King's bloodline is like a toxin, causing one to lose control of their behavior... When I met you before, this aura was very subtle, so I didn't show any signs of it. Now that I'm in your room, this feeling has become uncontrollable. Ultimately, it's all due to my lack of self-control—Please punish me, Princess-sama."

"There's no need to punish her. If it's a natural setting, or rather, a natural habit, then there's nothing we can do about it. I just have one question: why didn't the maids I hired before behave like you, Camisia? They've also been in my room, but they didn't behave like this."

"That's because they've never come into contact with the Demon King before, so they can't understand this intoxicating feeling. Even if they don't show it now, they'll naturally become like me over time."

"Mmm—no need to say more, I understand. 『Purification』."

Because the essence of purification magic is to remove all impurities, the object of casting is not limited to water. If casting on the air, you only need to imagine the impurities you want to remove in your mind.

"Is this okay now?"

The air in the house where the purification magic was cast was much fresher than before. Camisia took a step forward, sniffed a few times and nodded. Her eyes were no longer as hazy as before.

"No problem."

"Well, let's get down to business then."

Although there seemed to be a look of regret in Camisia's expression, in order to quickly get the topic back on track, Ella decisively chose to ignore it. However, in her heart, she still recorded this matter as a necessary issue.

After sitting around the tea table, Ella cleared her throat and put her hands on her knees to straighten her posture.

"First of all, I'd like to ask, how much does Camisia know about me?"

"Hmm—it's just an eyeball estimate, so there might be some deviation, but it shouldn't be too far off."

"Eyeball?"

Ella felt a little curious. She didn't think that abilities could be visually detected. Moreover, the primitive magic of this world didn't have any convenient abilities like "Advanced Identification Technique". So the visual detection that Camisia mentioned should be a special magic that only the demons could use. Even if they didn't know auxiliary magic, after six thousand years, the demons would have made up for it in other ways.

"Hmm, bust size—"

"Stop, stop, stop. I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about my background, level, abilities, and stuff like that."

Ella felt as if a black line appeared above her head.

I feel like Camisia isn't online today...

"So that's what you're talking about? My apologies, Princess, I didn't consider your intention. Regarding your origins, we've only discovered your story at the Sacred Academy, but haven't learned anything about your presence in human lands. While we've discovered a white-haired, crimson-eyed human swordsman, thanks to your maid, Lotte, who accompanied you, I've discussed this with my military advisor and believe it's likely unrelated to you, or only vaguely related. Although the swordsman with the same name disappeared after your appearance, assuming you're that human swordsman, even the Demon King or the God-Human Queen, Ellislan Charle Farialuci, couldn't perform such magic capable of altering race. Therefore, your origins, Princess, have been kept secret. Of course, this doesn't prevent us from enshrining you as the future Demon King. I've also dispatched personnel to erase all traces of this incident, and now, no one knows of it."

After saying that, Camisia passed her hand over the black ribbon that tied her hair. A blue light symbolizing magic flashed, and a stack of documents appeared in Camisia's hand. After checking and confirming that they were correct, Camisia handed the documents to Ella.

"Since even I'm not invincible, I haven't preserved your history in any form to prevent your information from being obtained by others due to accidents. This document contains the only one copy of your level and skills in the entire demon clan."

After taking the document, Ella glanced at it. It was written entirely in neat handwriting. Because she had seen Camisia's design drawings for the throne room before, judging from the handwriting, this document should also be written by Camisia herself.

The level listed above matched Ella's current level, seventeen. Skills included not only common ones like "Majesty" and "Water Element," but also included "Spiritual Conjuration," a spell Ella had only used once, and "Absolute Zero." Of course, the "Absolute Zero," far exceeding the magic level of this world, was simply described as "Unknown Ice Magic." There was no mention of her inability to use offensive magic against living creatures.

Well, that's only natural. After all, I've never used offensive magic in the academy. To be precise, "Absolute Zero" can't be considered a pure offensive magic.

After passing the document to Lotte, Ella stared at Camisia who was sitting opposite her, trying not to miss any changes in Camisia's expression, because what was about to happen was too important, so important that Ella had to do this.

As the future Demon King, he was unable to use offensive magic against living creatures. This kind of thing would be too dramatic if it were made public - but it was something that had to be resolved. The longer it was delayed, the harder it would be to say it. This was the few life experiences Ella had summed up.

"So, Camisia, do you know that I can't use magic on living things?"

In an instant, Ella seemed to feel that the temperature of the entire room had dropped. It was not the kind of cold that came from the outside in, but a chill that came from the heart. A feeling of fear as if being targeted by a demon ran through her spine.

boom.

There was a dull thud as a chair fell onto the luxurious carpet. Luty stood up from the chair and stared at Camisia warily. Camisia, on the other hand, just sat there quietly as before, without any reaction. The only change was that her originally purple eyes had turned golden, with vertical pupils like a cat's eyes.

Chapter 30: Golden Cat's Eye (Part 2)

The coldness that comes from the heart starts from these two golden vertical pupils.

Ignoring Lotte who was glaring at her, Camisia crossed her fingers and placed them on her lips. She leaned forward and laid her whole body on the table. A sense of oppression that only those who had been in a high position for many years could possess suddenly emanated from Camisia's whole body.

"Princess, are you saying that after you emerged from the seal of the One God, you discovered that you no longer had the ability to use offensive magic?"

"Hmm...yeah, yes."

Although she felt a little suffocated by the pressure that only a queen could have, Ella still chose to tell this matter, but as a matter of course, she began to be ready to switch states at any time.

Camisia pondered for a moment, then unbend her body, leaning back against the soft chair. She closed her eyes as if contemplating something, and after a breath or so, she reopened them. Ella could clearly see that Camisia's golden pupils were fading, gradually returning to their original purple.

The sense of oppression also disappeared as the golden vertical pupils faded away.

"Camisia?"

"My apologies, Princess. What I just did was a product of my deepest memories. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, please feel free to punish me."

Perhaps because she had not yet fully returned to her previous state, there was a certainty in Camisia's tone, a feeling that almost made Ella blurt out the punishment.

"Uh, no, that's fine. Don't mention punishment in front of me anymore. What Camisia did, other than being a little strange, didn't cause me much trouble."

"Princess, if you say so... well, let me first explain what happened just now. Perhaps you, Princess, have already known this through other means—I am not as young as I appear. Born in the Age of Demon Gods, I have lived for over six thousand years, and all of this is thanks to the magical item, the 'Golden Cat's Eyes', bestowed upon me by the Demon King."

Ella nodded. It was indeed as Camisia had said. She had heard that Camisia had relied on magical items to survive from the Age of Demons to the present day, but she wasn't sure about the specifics. Seeing that Ella didn't intend to stop her, Camisia continued.

"Because of the Golden Cat's Eyes, I can maintain my own time at the state it was when I first put them on. However, even if my body remains immortal, my spirit will gradually lose its humanity due to the passage of time. Therefore, the Golden Cat's Eyes have another function - it can store my personality, storing all unnecessary memories and personalities from the past. In this way, the one that is revealed externally is always the original me, Camisia Nott Tilum. However, due to my emotional fluctuations, the Golden Cat's Eyes will occasionally reveal the me that has accumulated six thousand years of memories. What you just saw, Princess, is another me."

"Eh? Is that so? Is this what it feels like to receive the pressure of a proxy demon king that's been accumulating for six thousand years... It's truly terrifying."

Ella waved to Ruthie, indicating that she could rest assured.

"Yes, that's it. If Princess-sama doesn't wish to see me like this, I can remove the cat's eye."

"But in that case, Camisia, won't you collapse after delaying for over six thousand years?"

After expressing her thoughts, Ella looked at Camisia with concern.

Although this item sounds wonderful, it is actually not that simple. The accumulated time of six thousand years is released in an instant, and the result will definitely be turning into powder in an instant. Moreover, since it is a magic item, it must be injected with magic power at all times. In addition to the effect of this item, Camisia must always keep herself with sufficient magic power to ensure that she will not die.

"No, huh? Even if you remove the cat's eye, your life span will only start counting from your current body age. There won't be any problems. Only the memories and personality stored in it will disappear. It's not a matter of life or death."

"But, in that case, wouldn't it be equivalent to killing Camisia in another sense? The personality stored in the cat's eyes or something."

"Ah, that's okay. If it weren't for the memories inside, I would have thrown it away a long time ago."

"Camisia-sama is such an optimistic person."

"Hmm? Really? That old guy from the East keeps saying I'm too rigid."

"I can't tell from your words that you're serious, but I can tell that Camisia-sama is a very serious person."

Camisia felt a little embarrassed by Lotte's praise, and her red hair tied into two ponytails trembled slightly as she laughed.

"Well, since you are the head maid chosen by the princess, you don't need to address me with honorifics. Just call me Camisia, just like the princess does."

"How can that be? If outsiders knew that a maid actually addressed you, Lady Camisia, by your first name, it would have a very bad influence on the demons, wouldn't it? In that case, how about addressing her as 'Miss Camisia'?"

"Miss Camisia... It's been a while since I've been called that. I think the last time I was called that was at the ball during the Demon God era... Well, I'll call you Miss Camisia. I'm quite satisfied."

While Luty and Camisia were talking, Ella drank the tea that had already cooled down on the table, sorted out her words, and then interrupted them at the right time when the two of them finished their conversation.

"Don't worry about the Golden Cat Eyes, Camisia. Just leave it as it is. The important thing is, why did Camisia have such a big emotional fluctuation before?"

Although it seemed like a casual question, Ella was actually prepared for Camisia to return to her previous state.

However, the cold and majestic feeling of Camisia that she imagined did not appear. Instead, Camisia picked up the teacup on the table as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Because I'm wondering if the One God deliberately disabled your attack magic, Princess-sama. If that's the case, I have no choice but to cooperate with the old man from the east and prepare to challenge the One God together to express my anger."

Wait, are you going to challenge that Loli God?

"Eh? Ehhhh? Challenging the One God? No, no, it's not that—the One God has disabled my attack magic. It's simply because I subconsciously don't want to hurt others, so I can't use attack magic on living things. If the target is just an object, there's no problem casting attack magic on it."

"Hmm—Is that so? Then, Princess-sama, what do you think about this matter? If you wish to learn offensive magic, I will find a way to remove the constraints in your subconscious. If you don't wish, no one dares to say a word."

Camisia drank the tea in one gulp, not caring at all that it was cold.

Ella frowned with a headache. Learning offensive magic was definitely very important for the "Mark of Original Sin" that might appear in the future, but the method Camisia mentioned made Ella hesitate. She didn't want to be someone who could be stained with blood at will.

Noticing Ella's inner thoughts, Lotte asked questions on her behalf.

"So, how do you plan to start your training, Miss Camisia?"

"Hmm—let's start with mosquito control."

Without any joking, Camisia placed the teacup on the table and offered her suggestion.

Chapter 31: Loli girl Elelaya is going to learn attack magic! ?

Outside the city of Kepa, on the banks of the Anghir River.

This is one of the few oases in the entire desert. Because it is far away from Kepa City and various dangerous monsters often appear here, almost no one comes here. It is worth mentioning that the demons in Kepa City usually get water from a location several kilometers downstream, and the place where Ella camped last time was also there.

Reaching out a hand, Ella stared intently at the mollusk bound to a branch in front of her, unable to move. It was a desert-dwelling creature similar in appearance to an earthworm. Unlike an earthworm, this creature was already a magical beast, capable of threatening other animals with the acid and powerful electrical current it unleashed through its teeth.

Now, the mollusk, whose teeth, capable of releasing acid and electricity, had been plucked out by Camisia, could only struggle against the branch. Ella frowned, her serious expression failing to convince herself that her opponent was merely a defenseless insect.

He took deep breaths, then moved his hand to a distance of only a few centimeters from the soft-bodied worm, ready to cast the magic.

“Fireball—!”

Shout the magic's name out loud.

puff.

A cloud of black smoke with only a little heat emerged from her hand - it was like a burning fire being covered with a layer of sand. Of course, both the heat and the size of the smoke in Ella's hand were much smaller.

Instead, the weak insect tied to the branch struggled even harder. Ella had a hunch that if this kind of insect was given a vocal organ, she might hear a pleading groan.

"Alas, I failed again... Obviously, it's fine when the target is a mosquito."