That's the first part of the seven. Enjoy. If you like this structure, mail to MHE00500(at)niftyserve(dot)or(dot)jp and urge her to write more, k?
In original, the phrases such as"Ano yatsu", "Ano otoko", "Aitsu" I all translated them into "that fellow" here, and sentence as "tamaru mon desuka" I translated them into "Am I made for"here.
I don't know if it's appropriate, if possible, leave your opinions in Review to me, thanks.
Original : www(dot)sf(dot)airnet(dot)ne(dot)jp / shake / chaclb / sousaku /
Translated by Linden Hikari
Today, a knight with mask from Netherworld rode his steed came.
That knight who came from Netherworld deposited a baby to me, and then went away.
I say seriously, indeed he is a lovely child.
As for the name of that child, Shiine...
(From the first page description of Dorothy's diary)
The darkly thick forest was creeping through the precipitous mountains which surrounded the north of Magical Realm. The sky there was eternally covered with thick cloud, whether the noon or the night could not be distinct.
' Forest of Netherworld' So it was called by the inhabitants of this country. This forest, which the inhabitants will be frightened of whenever its name is mentioned, was rumored that it was a space twisted by the grudge of the Daemons sealed at the time of Queen Joan I and was a connector in this world to the Netherworld. Even the sound of the harp of Holy Bird could not reach here; de facto, it is a dangerous forest where ambushed many daemons still holding atrocious character, due to the eerie atmosphere wrapping this forest.
Without bothering the king to prohibit, a sane one will probably never get near with in the entrance of this forest. Now this entrance, a girl stood alone.
"So here it is..."
This girl ...Dorothy took a deep breath nervously, feeling tremendous sinister air in rumor. For the parents in this country, the last trump they show to silence the child not obedient was always this forest. ... Or I'll leave you alone in that Forest of Netherworld... Being scolded as such, the children of this country were brought up. Though Dorothy was not an exception, she came here all the way for her own business, that scaring did not affect her a bit.
From that, several years had passed - from the time when Dorothy ran away from home, in an eye to earn the title of the World Greatest Magician; from the time when that fellow stole the throne of the World Greatest Magician. Ever since that, there was not a one she regarded as a teacher, and she learnt magic with most of self-educations. In such a way, she got improvement quickly, before long she was able to manage the magic of considerable level.
But eventually, Dorothy had reached the point where the barrier was felt. Especially the failure of summon-magic which occurred many a time and oft irritated the girl filled with self-confidence. Most of all, it also occurred abruptly when she challenged the great skills of Dragon-summoning and so forth, which are recognized as the sort of strongest magics... If you urge her to say, "If firstly the strongest magic is remembered, that means it's unnecessary to know how do other magic do", it sounds like so.
In addition, the ones who use magic in order to combat in this Magical Realm are few from the very beginning, yet the ones who seeking for the greatest magician of world are many. Competitors who once defeated by Dorothy mercilessly were speeding up anxiously and about to reach her level. The fact that the limit of training on one's own was coming close was confirmed.
Then, the solution Dorothy took out was, coming to this "Forest of Netherworld".
Her theory was simple and manifest. In the beginning, she thought that there is a shortcut to become the World Greatest Magician if she enrolled in the house of the World's Greatest Magician. Thus she ran to PikkaPom, who was the World's Greatest Magician in that time.
But now, the greatest in the world is that fellow. If she would be taught by that fellow, she had better to die. What's more, no matter whether she wanted to admit it or not, the talent of that fellow is outstanding in human.
To defeat such a weirdo?
It must be the power which can not be obtained from the latitudes of human-being.
Former times, the daemons are what Magicians cannot triumph even though they concentrated to each other. Among that group of daemons, there must be a one even stronger than that fellow.
And if that power can be possessed by her own, if it works...! Though there was no any basis or something supported this thought, Dorothy happened to catch this idea and fell a victim to it immediately. On the other hand, perhaps you can say that's a good quality of her growth.
"But ...Wh-what is that!"
The tremble on her legs was felt, though she was not familiar with the feel of being afraid of this forest until she comes to this place. Being flurried, Dorothy thought of those scenes which she always held in her dream, and the ones floated into her mind frequently. The scene of that fellow sank into the humiliating sea under Dorothy's very foot, stamping his feet for remorse...
"Ohhohohoho. So! In this way, I am the World Greatest Magician then!"
Just like a hallucination, the fearful feeling went out. She did not consider thoroughgoing how to enter this forest and so on, for what she wanted was only to meet a Magician of Netherworld here and that's all. That girl who had determined only this will, took a breath deeply, stepped into the forest of Netherworld ... tried to step into.
As if waiting for this time, the weeds around started making rustling sound.
Before Dorothy, who turned her eyes to the source of sound, daemons revealed themselves.
Although it acted somewhat like a man, by all appearance it was a monster with a exterior of living just under instinct. However, just like the dangerous atmosphere, it was incommensurable with any normal species. Hereafter, the daemons looks all alike appeared two and three...then six, one after another, crowded around Dorothy. Disgusting smile of hunting and enjoying their little prey had covered their faces.
"Now they are all coming out, aren't they?"
Dorothy stood fast; of course, this kind of occurrence had been expected, rather to say that, without further considering, she just supposed this was a trial she could show her ability, in a delightful extent.
However, the look of a girl taking stance seems like a sufficient way to stimulate the interest of daemons.
"Heeheehee...It's a puss. Puss ...of human". Quite a tone of the punk in town.
"Such a belle isn't it? It m'st be delicious ..."
"Ha! Am I made for being eaten by any of you?"
Declared Dorothy valiantly, but the daemons burst into laughter simultaneously. Dorothy could not figure out the reason why, feeling her own confidence was invaded slightly by anger and a strange qualm.
Suddenly, a hand extended from her back and grabbed Dorothy's hair.
"...Hey!"
"Pink head? Heehee... queer color though"
Since "that" day, Dorothy abhorred her hair to be touched even by herself, and abhorred the mention of its color also. People who break this taboo carelessly had increased the number of the wounded, except for that fellow.
"How dare you touch!"
At the same time she shouted, Dorothy turned around fiercely and punched, the punch exploded on that daemon's face.
"...Ouch!"
The daemon was blown off. As she turned, laughter rose from another daemon again. Laughing, it shortened the distance from her gradually. Feeling sudden hatefulness of that manner extremely, Dorothy lifted her hand in reflex and shouted.
"Come here, with thunder!"
With deafening thud echoed, the thunder launched from sky struck the daemons. Amid the eddy of blinding light, the daemons' scream raised. As the environment finally took back into silence, the only one thing left before the girl was the daemons which had collapsed and slightly fuming.
"Hu-huhu! That's what you deserved for making fun of / tasting (nameru: Jap ambiguity) me, me-WITCH Dorothy!"
said Dorothy with great satisfaction. As she spat these words out and about to go on, suddenly she looked aback, surprised and horrified of seeing that daemon had taken two, three steps returning, eyeing at her dangerously.
(...Isn't it died?)
Unfortunately, Dorothy's bewilderment was eliminated soon by the voice sounds like groans.
"hmm What a fucking luck. You girl, magician aren't you."
With scorches everywhere, fur crimped, fuming small puff from now and then, the daemons stood up one after another. And the disgusting laughing before still hung on their face.
Dorothy drew out the energy from her entire body, leaping aback instantly and emitting the fireball which had gathered already on her palm. The magical bomb which directly hit the monster exploded magnificently, but the daemons was barely fluctuated.
Common magic was no use. Hastily she stretched her hand out before her, that's the most effective magic in this moment.
"Come, with Dragon (Dora-gon)!"
Pompous sound of explosion and its smoke spread. Inside the smoke, only a cat with fishes in mouth appeared and ran away. It seems like she summoned a stray cat (Dora-neko). The daemons laughed uproariously. Due to the failing of magic, or those taunting laughter, Dorothy was totally disturbed, her wariness for the environment also became negligent.
"Com-come here, with inf ... inferno!"
"You brat!"
It was the daemon Dorothy beat up a while ago. The girl of Magician was grabbed by ankle and fell down on her back. Meanwhile, all daemons pounced upon.
"What are you doing! Let go of me! I say let go of me!"
"Heehee, not bad ,this voice ...let's give her our gratitude we are to give"
Although Dorothy pumped her foot against it desperately, it stood unperturbed. The fear of unknowing what will happen next now enveloped Dorothy.
"Let go of me, Let go of me! Stop it, stop it please! Seraa ...!"
On the very moment, the words slipped out from her lips shocked herself. What's wrong of me, now?
The daemon which thought the girl who swallowed her words down had given up resisting, probably started trying to taste his prey right away.
