I want a magical ritual that will increase my power! (Pink Trigger's Power >499)

"I want a magical ritual that will increase my power!"

"Hooo? That's it? You may have the wrong witch... I am not a teacher."

Her response was blunt and disappointing. At this point, you may wonder why I asked for this instead of something more erotic. The fact is, I know I don't have the power to dance the dance with Beatrice right now. In video games, when you can't beat a boss, you grind, correct? I was going to grind up my strength so that I could face her on equal footing. I spoke none of these intentions as I eagerly explained to her the magics I wanted to learn.

"All magic has a cost. You know that much, I assume?"

I nodded.

"Then you also understand... every magic that you've described to me can be achieved through no less than ****: your life or that of another. Are you willing to make that sacrifice?"

I nodded again. Well, if I were to answer more accurately, I knew I'd sacrifice my life. The witch had forbidden me from killing anyone when I'd agreed to accept the Pink Trigger.

"Hmph. I can tell from your attitude that you've resigned yourself to die. What is the point of magic if you're not around to enjoy it? You're a madman, just like Kinzo," Beatrice sighed, taking a draw from her pipe in a somewhat bored fashion. "If you aren't going to stick around, then forgive me if I don't take the time to get to know you. Also, don't think I will revive you with my magic simply because I'm capable of doing so. Let's simply move ahead with the ritual."

I braced myself. It was hard to remember if I'd been here before, but I knew one thing: Beatrice's rituals often hurt.