Evelyn Gray is the most inconspicuous charity student at Blackthorn College.
She is short, has weak magic power, majors in healing, and may not be able to defeat even the most common low-level alien species in the academy.
By all accounts, she is probably the most useless witch Blackthorn Academy has ever seen.
Until the day of the graduation trial, the Black Thorn Mirror lit up seven layers of runes under her palm.
Finally——
The eighth floor.
The highest, most dangerous place, and a place where no one has ever come out alive in a hundred years.
There is a monster imprisoned there.
The king of alien species, Silas Blackwood.
Legend has it that he was a prolific murderer and hated human beings. He once made the entire North tremble, but now he was nailed to death in the deepest part of the dungeon by a holy silver chain.
And she was sent in by the person she hated the most.
Everyone was waiting to see her die.
But no one knew that this little witch who looked like she could fall over at a push had a knife hidden in her sleeve and poison under her skirt.
No one even knows——
Her blood can open the eyes of the beast king who has been sleeping for hundreds of years.
When they first met, he asked her:
"Who sent you here?"
Evelin hugged her little medicine box tightly, her eyes red with fear.
She whispered:
"They said... You're going to eat me."
The man was silent for a moment and stretched out his hand shackled with holy silver.
"Come here."
Later, everyone found out.
The little witch who had been stepped into the mud by them turned out to be the only existence that the Lord of the Abyss was willing to bow his head to.
And she finally knew——
Some monsters are imprisoned not because they are guilty.
But because someone is afraid of them getting back on their feet.
