Clow Reed's First Lesson

Adam turned another page in the ritual magic book he had collected, comparing it with what he had learned as he pondered.

He felt no pressure when it came to learning magic. The magic of this world was relatively... orthodox, the kind of classic Western magic.

In the Type-Moon World, Adam had obtained Solomon's knowledge of magecraft. Learning the most classic Western magic, such as demon summoning, was practically right in his professional wheelhouse.

With his main line of work progressing exceptionally smoothly, Adam naturally had to put more effort into enjoying himself.

Clearly, Queen Victoria was currently one of the few factors capable of affecting his comfortable life.

"Meow~"

A calico British Shorthair somehow slipped into the study, leaped onto Adam's lap, then curled up and rubbed against him.

"Hm? Alps, what's wrong?"

This cat had several swirls where its three colors blended together, making it resemble Alps candy. That was how it got its name.

"Meow—"

Alps lifted its head and cried out, with thirty percent pleading and seventy percent accusation in its voice.

"Oh... with that reaction, don't tell me that Earl from the Phantomhive family has come?"

Ciel had previously found an opportunity to visit once. It seemed that the earlier letter, along with Adam using Duke Joseph's influence to gather all kinds of occult information, had made Ciel misunderstand something.

Adam did not know whether Sebastian had left a bad impression on anyone else during that visit, but Alps had definitely been frightened badly by him.

Unlike ordinary kittens, which could not recognize Sebastian's demonic identity, Alps was a half-phantasmal beast Adam had specially modified. When a demon rushed at it with the demeanor of an extreme cat enthusiast and started playing with its paw pads, it had been so terrified that its fur stood