My name is Mary Lindon Tayer.

  I am what is commonly known as a Magician, a Mage, and to some people an Arch Wizard. To most who don't know me by one of those titles, I introduce myself in one of two ways, by the work I like to do.

  The first one is Mary Lindon Tayer, Sorceress Magnifique. One of those who wield magic to the limits of what a human can wield, and a few steps above them. A Circle Mage of great power and might.

  The second one, and the one whom I like to wield more often in the open as much as possible: Mary Lindon Tayer, Nanny.

  That being the work that I find most rewarding to be honest, to raise and educate the future members of society is the greatest achievement one can have.

  The thing about being a powerful sorceress who likes to spend their time as a Nanny, is that while in the normal circles of society, not many know you as something more relevant than a very good Nanny. The same can't be said of the most esoteric side of society.

  Most wanted their sons and daughters to be guarded by me, as they knew their kids would not only be safe, but also well taught in all topics about society. Why, being taught by her was almost akin to a successful integration to high society, most of those who knew who she actually was would take into consideration the entrusted child as a brother or sister.

  Accommodations would be made. Of course, all of this was always after they left her care. But it was still a good way to ensure the success of the children.

  So what was the metric that she took to decide who would become her new employeer?

  Many speculated about that.

  Was it power? Some thought so at least.

  Was it the place in high society? Many tried to leverage their connections to no avail.

  Was it how this would benefit her? Mary Lindon Tayer was not someone who would step that low and seek to use children as pawns.

  Was it the talent of the children in question? Not many knew about this, how could they?

  Any respecting father or mother would think their daughter or son was a prodigy without equal, a paragon born every eight thousand years. That was what a parent was to their children.

  But Mary Lindon Tayer was someone who was capable of measuring the abstract concept of talent. It was one of the Circles she had crafted with great care when she achieved the peak of her power. At the point in her life where she didn't knew how to keep moving forward and had attempted to discover if that was the limit.

  What she had learned was... chilling to the extreme. But after a few years of utter despair she had turned to teaching and raising the new generation. So they wouldn't fall into the same traps as she had.

  So with that said, what was what Mary Lindon Tayer used to decide who would become their charge?

  She first made sure to check the environment that they lived in, how their family looked at them, how those around them looked at them, what society around them thought, how they behaved and interacted, and what was the most probable outcome should they continue living without her interference.

  In that aspect her new charge was one that would probably give headaches to the Tower and to the King's court.

  Trixie White, no alternate name registered anywhere.

  This by itself was greatly irregular and something that raised many alarm bells within the King's court. The consensus was that the White Family, the gang that Trixie was part of, was a group of upstarts that didn't know better.

  That the daughter of such a family couldn't possibly have any iota of viable talent, this didn't mattered to Mary Lindon Tayer, she cared not for the great families that made the King's Court. Half of them would rise and fall before she was done with her newest charge.

  The Tower on the other hand, was the one that had asked her to check on someone within New York.

  Rumors about a girl who was probably an Origin Circle bearer, someone who could manipulate the miracle known as Mana innately, someone the Tower had great expectations to become a beacon for the newest generation, more so since she already was bearing a moniker.

  The Princess of Hope.

  That had been the reason Mary Lindon Tayer had even came to new york, the Tower was an association that sometimes helped her find new talents that the King's Court would never look or consider.

  That was how she had found her newest charge. To the chagrin of the Tower and the King's Court. Trixie White was... interesting to say the least.

  Outside of New York, not many people actually knew she existed, and even those within Manhattan couldn't give a clear answer about who Trixie White was.

  The Daughter of the King of White, a brave warrior who came out of hiding to protect his daughter.

  The Daughter of the White Family, the Princess who would rule above all of those that were under the White Family.

  The Daughter of Evil, the embodiment of everything that was evil.

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  An Spawn of the Devil, a human shaped embodiment of all that was evil and corrupted.

  And to Mary Lindon Tayer... A little girl who didn't know better.

  The girl was a mystery, her body itself was devoid of any sign of magic or power, her house was mundane (Albeit luxurious), and her family was a mystery that had risen from nowhere during one of the most tumultuous times in North American history.

  One could explain that by the age we lived in, the great depression didn't help in keeping a socioeconomic state; many families rose and burned within the same week, it was that kind of tumultuous times.

  The fact that a family came out of nowhere wasn't that rare if this was taken into consideration.

  So what was that made Mary Lindon Tayer interested with Trixie White?

  She was a mystery, one that lived in a fantasy-like environment, the daughter of a powerful man who commanded a dozen loyal warriors, Knights that had more loyalty than any other warrior Mary Lindon Tayer had ever seen.

  She was antagonized as if it was the most common thing, even though no one could name a single evil act. It was as if it was the most natural thing. And her family's grounds were too well preserved for the number of workers that the mansion had.

  Outside the immediate area that Trixie White lived, played, and walked, no one was working. And even so, the mansion grounds were well preserved.

  Many rooms that should have things that were needed for a mansion of this size to function were empty and never used, and yet. The mansion continued working as normal.

  It was kind of magical situation that this was.

  Exactly.

  She did not share those discoveries with neither the King's Court or the Tower. But funnily enough, the self-proclaimed King of White was seeking a Nanny for Trixie.

  Getting the job was simple enough after showing her certificate as a Mage, and signing a contract ended faster than it should have.

  All that was asked of her was to 'Take care of Trixie', Alber White didn't ask more of her, no special education, didn't ask for assurance of her teaching Trixie about high circle matters.

  Didn't even ask for bodyguards' duties, instead he assured her that any Knight of White would die first before letting danger get close to Trixie.

  At first that sounded like an exaggeration, but after meeting Trixie and those around her... Mary Lindon Tayer couldn't help but feel that it was probably true.

  Trixie's home was... Twisted.

  Whatever Origin Circle Trixie was using had twisted the house and their residents, and no one had noticed it. Not the local mage association, not the tower branch, not the King's court envoy. And certainly not the magical families within Manhattan.

  The only reason that Mary Lindon Tayer noticed was because her high circle count and the nature of said circles.

  But that was no reason for her to discard her charges, she would teach her as best as possible and make a good girl out of Trixie. But first, the thing she had used to gauge Trixie was as important as everything else.

  A series of tests were done within the first day of meeting, from mana perception to spell perception, moving to general knowledge and common knowledge.

  The results... were not promising.

  Trixie was (Allegedly) a lady of high society, albeit her allegiances were skewed to organized crime, but even so. That didn't mean she didn't get formal education.

  Or so it should be.

  Trixie didn't knew most common greetings or manners of high society, instead she moved akin to a servant or a commoner.

  She didn't know how to read or write, and her manners were nonexistent.

  Which was a serious problem because the nature of the magic that she was wielding. So far, she had detected perception and alteration of the nature of those around them.

  Almost all of those that claimed to be a Knight from the White Family were altered to some degree, their Circles all similar enough that the King's Court would kill to get the technique that allowed such a standardized army to exist.

  Their house reeked of causality being twisted in on itself. And then, against all, Trixie White was... quite normal.

  At least so far.

  If anything she looked more like an innocent girl who was fearful and somewhat traumatised. That was what Mary Lindon Tayer got out of the first day with her.

  A bright girl who had more power than she should have and didn't know what to do with it.

  She showcased what should be her mansion like someone who rarely used it, or even viewed as her home. Then the incident in the library occurred.

  Trixie was fearful, scared, all the marks of someone who had been told not to do something, a stark contrast with the pampered image everyone projected of her.

  But as soon as she let herself enjoy it, when her voice was raised about a certain threshold...

  The magic within the whole place stirred, the figure of the librarian (One Arthur) started being rewritten in a way that Mary Lindon Tayer hadn't seen in ages.

  His form started to shift and twist as his mana signature started to shift away from normal. It took the equivalent of a Seventh Circle spell to dispel this at the seams, which confirmed the theory that stated that Trixie White was also an Origin Circle mage.

  Or well, since she wasn't an actual mage yet, an Origin Circle user.

  The nature of her powers obvious to the onlooker, she was twisting reality around to her whims, conscious or not was the issue. It had obvious limitations as she hadn't managed to sidestep Mary's counterspell. And so far it didn't seem capable of affecting her.

  So whatever limitations it had, they were absolute; she would need to check on those and see if it was even possible to dispel the effects or not.

  But that would require study and practice, which she could not do today as this was the first day of her new job as a Nanny in this house. She liked to end the day with a simpler test to see what the students did.

  The famed Saga of Evil, a work that had been popular nowadays was the method she liked to use the most. Even if, in this case, it would be somewhat awkward since Trixie was someone who had been called by the moniker of one of the members of said tale.

  The popular series had started as a series of seven songs and then turned into a children's storybook format.

  If the kid picked the first book 'Daughter of Evil', it usually meant that the children liked to always be right, that they needed to be taught self-restraint, and that each of their actions had responsibility attached to them, as they usually were the bossy kind.

  The second book in the series, 'Servant of Evil', was picked by those who dreamed of love stories and tragic ends, children who missed their family members, kids who didn't see their parents enough, and wanted attention.

  Regret Message, the third installation on the series spoke of those that had lost family, brothers and sisters. Those that hadn't said goodbye in time.

  The Daughter of White, the fourth book in the series was the one Mary Lindon Tayer suspected Trixie would pick, as this one was the one that held their name.

  Re: birthday on the other hand, the fifth book. The one that showed the reckoning of the actions in the first iterations of the story. And the part of the story that showcased that there was no sin too big.

  The Daughter of green, on the other hand, would be quite telling, because the people of Manhattan had a second moniker for one of the members of high society, the daughter of a family had been called like this. Daughter of Green.

  And finally, the prince of blue, the last published book in the series. This would mean the children were quite normal, as this was more or less the part of the story that told the tale from the POV of the prince.

  Trixie had picked "This one!" The one book she hadn't expected. "The Daughter of Evil!"

  Claiming it was her favorite in the series, the one particular book where the protagonist was the bad one.

  "Let's see then," Mary Lindon Tayer of course didn't show her emotions, she knew children were quite perceptive to how the adults around them behaved, more so in cases like Trixie, those that were painfully aware of what people thought of them, as she had showcased when speaking of the previous head maid of the Yagamine Family. "A long long time ago..."

  The story spoke about the daughter of a king who had spoiled their daughter rotten; there was nothing she wanted that the King wouldn't give, their populace was abused and taxed beyond what allowed them to survive.

  Famine and crime were rampant in their kingdom, so their nation earned the moniker of Kingdom of Evil.

  If that wasn't enough, the Princess wanted to marry the prince of a foreign nation, but the said prince was already promised to another princess. So in a fit of rage, the Princess of the Kingdom of Evil had sent an assassin after the Princess's life.

  Killing her and kickstarting a war between three kingdoms.

  The first book ended with the death of the Princess of Evil and the two foreign kingdoms taking their land.

  "Booo!" Trixie booed as the tale ended, "One day she will win! You'll see!"

  The magic answered trying to twist the words in the booklet, but before Mary Lindon Tayer could do anything, the booklet repelled the magic by itself, remaining unmoved.

  That was interesting, was it because the book was special? Or had something to do with how Trixie's Origin Circle worked?

  More investigation would be needed.