Volume 1, Chapter 31 – Abilities Inherited from Another World

“What’s wrong with you?”

Fia’s unusual behavior prompted Anastasia to press further.

“N-nothing. Before, I didn’t know I could use Mana Surge to check the magic I’ve learned, so I said I only knew one spell. But now, it seems there’s more.”

“Understood. Please make sure to examine all the magic you remember.”

Regaining her composure, Fia continued scanning the information in her mind.

After [Particle Repair] and [Orbital Beacon Bombardment], there was [Nanomachines], [Overload], [Hypercomputation], and [Feature Marking]. These six “spells” were recorded in the language of the Human Alliance. Beyond that, the rest were written in the Elvish tongue.

[Flame Immunity], [Poison Resistance], [Blunt Resistance].

There were no other spells beyond these.

Rather than calling them spells, Fia felt they were more like skill descriptions. Most of them were self-explanatory just by their names. For instance, [Flame Immunity], [Poison Resistance], and [Blunt Resistance] likely meant immunity to fire, resistance to poison, and reduced damage from blunt weapons, respectively.

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As for the spells written in the Human Alliance language, Fia had some understanding of [Nanomachines] and [Particle Repair]. In her era, nanobots were already widespread (though their scale wasn’t strictly limited to the nanometer level—they could be even smaller). Whether used for medical purposes or warfare, they were incredibly efficient.

[Nanomachines] refers to devices composed of countless nanobots—like special effects in theaters or temporary organs reconstructed after fatal injuries, such as a pierced heart, to buy time for the wounded. They were typically prohibitively expensive for ordinary families, but their effectiveness justified the cost.

[Particle Repair], on the other hand, was an even more advanced technology than [Nanomachines]. It was usually reserved for inspecting, repairing, or manufacturing warp drives for starships and high-level AI cores. Even in her time, it was among the pinnacle of cutting-edge technology. With [Particle Repair], nothing was unfixable—if something couldn’t be repaired, it was only because there wasn’t enough energy to power it.

But… Why did something like this appear in her list of spells?

And then there was the [Orbital Beacon Bombardment]. Did this world even have orbital satellites?

If she had to guess, Fia could think of something related to Orbital Beacon Bombardment. That magic of hers that summoned silver nebula was probably it—the silver nebula being the so-called “beacon.” But this was a fantasy world with magic. Where would orbital satellites come from? If they did exist, the people of this world would undoubtedly worship them as gods.

Though Fia had only been in this world for a few days, she was certain its inhabitants lacked the technology to venture into space. In fact, it was questionable whether “space” even existed here.

Since Orbital Beacon Bombardment appeared in her spell list, it was likely just a name, with the actual effect being achieved through magic… right?

The only way to know for sure would be to fly beyond the planet and see if satellites existed. But then again, when she summoned the silver nebula, there was no beam of light descending from the sky, which was puzzling.

By that logic, were Particle Repair and Nanomachines also realized through magic? Thinking about it, the Elf Princess had been impaled by a spear from the Unsinkable Moon, yet when Fia woke up, there were only bloodstains left—no trace of the wound. Perhaps Nanomachines had healed her.

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This was… an incredible cheat.

Fia couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smile.

Even if she didn’t understand why she was connected to these things, it didn’t stop her from finding it wonderful. Nanomachines ensured she wouldn’t die even if her heart or brain were pierced, while Orbital Beacon Bombardment guaranteed her the ability to annihilate enemies in a single strike. It felt like wielding both an unbreakable spear and an impenetrable shield—utterly invincible.

As for the remaining spells—Overload, Hypercomputation, and Feature Marking—Fia didn’t fully grasp them yet. But with the first two spells, she felt the rest could wait. All the information flowed into her mind as she probed her Mana Surge. To understand or use them, she only needed a thought.

“Your Highness… did something good happen? Your smile is… unsettling.”

Anastasia’s face was full of hesitation, as if she were one step away from reaching out to feel Fia’s forehead for a fever.

Realizing her smile might have been a bit too gleeful, Fia quickly straightened her expression and cleared her throat with a fist to her mouth.

“Anastasia, I didn’t see a spell called [Red Lotus of Calamity.] The only fire-related spell I have is [Fairy Fire.]”

Since the spells labeled in the Human Alliance language definitely weren’t from this world, Fia had no intention of mentioning them—mostly because Anastasia wouldn’t understand anyway. Explaining these concepts would take years, if not decades. This world hadn’t even established basic scientific theories.

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Anastasia immediately frowned. She took a step forward, her golden hair swaying behind her.

“Only [Fairy Fire]? Impossible. That was clearly the fifth-tier [Red Lotus of Calamity.] How could a mere first-tier [Fairy Fire] have that kind of power? Your Highness, you’re not teasing me, are you?”

“I swear, I’m not lying to you. I really didn’t see [Red Lotus of Calamity].”

But I do have something far more powerful than that.

Fia added silently in her mind.

Anastasia lowered her head, pacing the room in thought.

“[Fairy Fire] was the first spell you learned, and the one you’re most skilled in. Spellcasters usually have the deepest impression of their first spell, which aligns with you still being able to use [Fairy Fire] after losing your memories. But [Fairy Fire] alone shouldn’t produce that level of power… And to think you only remember one first-tier spell while forgetting all the others. Though, in a way, that makes me happy—it means I’m no less important to you than those spells, since I was forgotten along with them. But at the same time, it’s hard to be happy about it.”

By the end, Anastasia’s voice had dwindled to a whisper, forcing Fia to focus intently just to catch her words.

Women’s jealousy is truly terrifying.

Of course, Anastasia was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t notice Fia overhearing.

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“If we return to the kingdom like this, His Majesty and Her Majesty the Queen won’t be a concern, but the others… Perhaps we shouldn’t rush back. It might be better for Your Highness to spend a year or two relearning magic. Otherwise, if people see a crown princess who can’t use magic, your position as heir might—no, you must become queen.”

Hey, hey, you’re already thinking that far ahead? I never planned on becoming queen!

For ordinary people, the title of monarch was incredibly alluring, but Fia, for some reason, felt no attraction to it. It wasn’t about avoiding responsibility or finding it troublesome—she simply felt it wasn’t a big deal.

Maybe I’m a strange person too.

“Mm. Indeed, we shouldn’t let Dofilia return immediately. Not only that, we must conceal the fact that she’s forgotten almost all her magic. Though there will be a gap of a year or two where she’s absent from the Elf Kingdom, as long as Dofilia relearns magic, her seventh-tier strength will be enough to silence any dissenters.”

Finishing her thoughts, Anastasia lifted her head again. The stern expression from earlier was gone, replaced by a smile that was both eerie and warm.

“Since Your Highness has forgotten most of your magic, I’ll take it upon myself to teach you anew. Though my mana is far inferior to yours, I can guide you in some basic spells. Once you’ve mastered enough magic and can defeat me using these low-tier spells, we can return to the Elf Kingdom openly.”

This woman… just wants an excuse to fight me.

Fia instantly understood why Anastasia’s smile had seemed so unsettling.