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Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?  Chapter 41
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Chapter 41

His younger sister, who was the ugly duckling of the Seymour family, suddenly created a groundbreaking improved formula and quickly became a prominent figure in the magic theory field.

It was hard to accept that this absurd situation was real, but something even worse had happened.

‘This is fucked up.’

As soon as Belreck saw Deborah’s formula, he felt a chill in his spine.

It looked very useful for battle wizards, for whom the casting speed was important.
And, of all things, his rival and twin brother, Rosad, was a battle wizard.

Simeon’s magic formula was designed to win wars in the first place, and was inseparable from the battle wizards.
The formula is an arrangement of the regularity of mana circulating in the area, and using this regularity, battle wizards have amplified the magical effect and transformed its shape to hit the enemy.
However, it was also a difficult field for everyone because it used mana from an external space and not the mana circulating in the body.

‘The casting especially takes a long time.’

But Deborah has condensed this slow and complicated casting process into a simple one.
He has even heard that if you use the improved formula devised by Deborah, there is hardly any mana loss, which happened due to the long chanting time.

It was literally a revolution for the battle wizards, for whom speed was life.

Rosad is probably going crazy with joy by now?
With only 7 silver, he can enjoy all the benefits.

Even though he has subscribed to the monthly subscription, he doesn’t really enjoy anything.

“You don’t look good.”

The vassal said in a worried tone.

“My head hurts.”

Belreck, who lowered his long eyelashes in a depressed manner with a gloomy expression, closed his eyes tightly.

“Mr. Belreck. Still, you’ve made great progress recently in your artifact research.”
“And then what?! I should always have a comparative advantage! Both players were playing on two feet, but Deborah gave wings only to Rosad! Can’t I get a headache?”
“Is the improved formula that great?”

Belreck let out a fake laugh.

Great?

He felt a sense of shame for being called the most talented genius among the researchers of the Wizardry Association.
Even his twin brother, who was always one step ahead of him, couldn’t make him feel so miserable.

The moment he saw the formula, the past, in which he had neglected and despised Deborah, unfolded like a film, and Belreck experienced for the first time what it was like to want to hide in a mouse hole.

‘Why did Deborah act like an idiot when she’s smart?’

He was embarrassed and didn’t have the confidence to face his sister.
He didn’t want to run into her at all, so lately he has been stuck in the Wizardry Association instead of going to the townhouse.

“Did you say great?”
“I-Is it not?”
“Are you asking that kind of question?! I don’t want to talk with a stupid person like you. I feel like I’m becoming ignorant too. Get lost.”

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