198 – Patience Training-3
Sage
He wasn’t the creator of the Magic Tower.
Nevertheless, the wise man was a great man who was revered enough to be considered a god in the Mage Tower.
That sage didn’t establish the Mage Tower, but he created the Circle Magic itself.
Because of the achievements of different standards, some people even doubted that the sage was a name referring to several people.
And the sage…
{Are you crazy?! Sage ah?!}
In front of those mage lords and wizards, he immediately revealed a piece of himself. It didn’t look as young as it does now, but it clearly showed the face of an old man as it was left in the portrait.
[I…! I must have liked it…! aaagh…!!]
The sage, who revealed his identity at will, was thoroughly punished by having his cheek pulled by Angela.
A scene that resembles a child being scolded by an older sister for causing trouble.
“…Really, it would have been dangerous if the wise man hadn’t helped me. On the contrary, it was really fortunate for us that you came out.”
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Aria, the only one who was less hostile towards the wise man, covered up his mistake and defended him.
If the sage hadn’t stepped up in the pincer attack of the red pagoda lord and the existence, he would have been devoured by the demon’s flame.
{…Since the young warrior persuaded me, I will pass this time.}
[Do you have the right to scold me in the first place?]
{You broke your promise and spoke well.}
When Angela and the Sage reunited 300 years later, the two tried to minimize their identity to the public.
An agreement and promise made by the agreement between the saintess’ opinion that the deceased themselves should not intervene in the present world and the wise man’s opinion that it could cause chaos as a bad influence.
Since the wise man broke that promise first, it was only natural for Angela to punish her herself.
“…So what are you going to do? It’s spilled water anyway.”
As if getting tired of watching the two fight, Leo bit his tongue a few times with a frown.
I was still confused at the news that Eileen was coming, but I couldn’t afford to watch the fight between the corpses.
“More than that…”
Wedges…! Whiik…!
Ariaspil found this meeting difficult. Rather than the content of the meeting, the meeting itself was burdensome.
Chack!! Amount!!
“Huh? Why?”
“Can we stop fighting here?”
He carefully asked Leo, who avoids the link between dagger skill and magic, to remain calm.
At the table where they were having a conversation, Leo evaded with memorized acrobatics that continued to be wielded.
Even when he was sitting, he only moved his head while absolutely defending his neck above his chest.
“It’s crazy, but that’s what my purpose was in the first place, so it’s okay to stop it.”
The essence of the training that Leo wanted to teach was ‘selfishness’ and ‘evil’.
They will be able to feel their proper growth only when they understand how far things go beyond the line and realize it themselves.
“Sorry brother! It’s not easy to aim at a distance like this!!”
Rios, who worships the incarnation of pure love, has become a magical weapon to study how to pierce the carotid artery cleanly through the past three days of penance.
“It is as you say!! This time, I’m going to drop this cheeky bastard’s head!!”
Marken, who had kept his line in front of Arya, slowly crushed his pride for 72 hours, and his mental state became that of a butcher who had rejuvenated for 30 years.
“Look~ The honor students I am proud of~”
Leonardo was proud of Aria, as if he was proud of the great progress made by the top students.
Even if they say this, in reality their growth was steeper than that of the warriors they met in the future.
After 3 days already, if not the neck, I have already successfully attacked the shoulder or abdomen several times.
“I will kill you! Help! Chris!”
That’s why Leo looked at Marken’s anger very encouragingly. Even if it means killing yourself by grinding your teeth and brandishing a knife.
“…First of all, shouldn’t you put out the fire that fell on your feet first?”
While Chris gently touched his Alter Blade, he saw the sage again and let go of his hand.
Not only did I not have the dignity of darkness until now, but I couldn’t solve the problem I encountered right away.
“That is not wrong either.”
I evaded the knife by sliding under the leg of the chair, but still lifted the chair and threw it at Rios.
“So…!”
This time, without panicking, Rios blocked the chair by holding the water, which was manifested by his own magic, like a cushion.
Seeing the development of Rios’ attack strategy, which was only solid or liquid, Leonardo raised his hands as if he was satisfied, as if he was willing to surrender.
“Why don’t we take a truce for now?”
“…A truce? Saying that now…!”
“To be honest, you guys are having a hard time too. Wouldn’t it be nice to consider it time to reorganize?”
As Leo said, everyone who participated in this training, even if it wasn’t for the honor class, stayed up all night to beat one Leo.
If they use this as an excuse to take a break, they have nothing to lose.
“…But rest is the same for you…”
“I’ll exempt you from shaving the entire body except for one part of the penalty.”
On Marken’s facial muscles, the word “Conflict” Was written like a gate. Exemption from shaving only for parts during rest was too sweet an offer to refuse.
“Grandpa! I know it’s sweet, but you can’t skip it! Now…!”
“And who the hell were you talking to earlier? It’s the first time I’ve seen her cry without laughing.”
With those words, Rios remembered the betrayal of his beloved, which he had barely pushed into the abyss in his head.
“…Ugh…! Ameri…!”
“Let’s call for a truce first. I don’t think PTSD is a joke.”
With Rios screaming again, Leo picked up the chair he had thrown and sat down. For Leo, the topic of the immediate meeting was an important and urgent agenda.
“So how do I stop Eileen from coming?”
However, the direction was looking in a slightly different direction.
[What? Why can’t the descendants of Kalen come?]
“I don’t want to see that bastard again, even if I die.”
Eileen still shudders when she thinks of her face again. She probably couldn’t match any demons with her in terms of her bad relationship with herself.
I’d rather fight the King of Death once more.
“…What was your relationship with Aileen-san in the first playthrough?”
“The relationship between a well-established dog dealer and a monster wolf.”
“…Is that so?”
At the grotesque metaphor, Gladio could not bear to scold him even though he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
I have already experienced Leo’s monster-like skills day and night.
[I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I can imagine it strangely.]
As the wise man said, I couldn’t explain it rationally, but I understood what kind of relationship it was by feeling.
Oddly, looking at Leo now, Eileen’s relationship was roughly expected.
“…Certainly, not only Aileen, but also the owners of the Magic Tower are difficult to see each other.”
It was difficult to get the sage to meet even Leonardo in his current state. Not for themselves, but even for the sake of their relationship with Leo in the future.
“Huh? Why is the Magic Tower Lord? That one is fine.”
“Let’s go back and look at the way you speak, though?”
Leonardo’s attitude was rude to the extent that no personality could be found in Leonardo’s attitude, and in his words and actions, even after washing his eyes, he could not find an intellect.
I was worried not about Leo facing the Mage Tower Master, but about the Mage Tower party who had to face Leo like that.
“Don’t worry. I remember everything about noble etiquette.”
“Then why don’t you do it…”
“Because I don’t want to.”
In spite of the simple and clear answer, the sage looked at Leo with a disapproving expression. It was because the wise man seemed to have more urgent problems than manners.
[Tell me the number of spells that make up the magic circle for Fireball.]
“What is that?”
[Count the lines in the basic magic circle of flame magic! Bastard!]
“How do you do that?”
The sage’s face turned white at the answer as white as that white paper.
Now, after the death of the sage, most of Leo’s investment was reduced to ashes in an instant.
There is nothing more futile than this.
[Did you forget everything I taught you!?]
At the same time as memory loss, all the knowledge taught by the sage went down like toilet water and disappeared.
“Because amnesia!”
It was unfortunate for Leo, who couldn’t even remember what he had learned.
[Now I even lost the concept!!]
The sage I taught was not burning inside, but bursting. He collapsed in vain in front of dementia with the magical knowledge he had suffered for several years.
“…But what should I really do? Head of household, did you explain Leo-sama’s condition by any chance?”
“…I only shared that I was in a severe coma and that my memory was confused when I woke up. Other than that…”
Everyone here knew that there was no way to fully explain the current situation without making excuses.
{…Wait, did you mention amnesia?}
“…Yes, it is, but…”
Gladio, who thought that it would feel uncomfortable if he completely hid it, shared only the fact that he had a problem with his memory.
Compared to what happened now, the information was only the tip of the iceberg, but thanks to that news, most of the organizations were convinced that Leo hadn’t returned.
{…Hmm… I think I could be evasive if I do well.}
Knowing that fact, Angela came up with a ploy.
It was a mouth-watering idea as much as a shrunken sage.
Angela’s red tongue flicked past Angela’s plump lips.
***
The head of the Mage Tower received a shock equal to the fact that the shape of the earth was revealed for the first time.
At least for wizards, the appearance of the sage was as serious and unreasonable as the advent of the gods.
“…But I couldn’t doubt it. There is too much eyewitness evidence.”
Excluding the tower masters who saw the sage right next to them, some magic executioners, students, and even civilian magicians testified that they had seen the sage’s face.
“There is no reason to perjury. It must be certain.”
Ameri, who was visiting as the Black Tower Master’s agent, agreed with Eileen’s words with a rare frown.
The cause of that expression was more of her sense of betrayal towards her close friends and juniors rather than her dissatisfaction with Eileen.
“Why but? Ameri Esp. Isn’t it the moment when you see the wise man you’ve been waiting for?”
As the owner of the blue tower, Blois, she couldn’t understand her sad expression.
Among the mages she knew, she couldn’t think of anyone other than Ameri who respected and worshiped the sage.
Moreover, she had been chosen as the successor of the Black Tower Lord and was now on her way to the Reinhard Mansion as her substitute.
“Don’t notice… Bloa. Common sense makes it clear that the wizard Leonardo hid the existence of the sage.”
Because that’s what Aspi, the white pagoda owner, was about to do.
So far, finding all of the sage’s legacy, as well as magical skills that don’t match his age.
It was an achievement that could not be achieved without the help of the sage.
She was on her side, she wanted to ask why she kept her mouth shut.
“…It’s okay. I will not put any personal feelings into this.”
Even if it’s a two-headed wizard who only likes Soon-ae, who ends up dating her after many twists and turns, she says.
“…It worked.”
Soon, the warp gate of the Mage Tower and the gate of Reinhardt Mansion were connected.
Thanks to the passageway called the gate, it was possible to arrive at a destination that was several hundred kilometers away in just ten steps.
“…It’s been a while.”
In the eyes of Aileen and the Mage Tower owners, Gladio, Marken, and even Chris.
All the seniors in Reinhardt’s direct line stood in front of Warp.
“It was not a good thing to be reunited.”
Gladio and Eileen greeted each other with wry smiles. Soon, the other tower masters started and ended their introductions in turn.
“…Ah…Hello! Lord! I’m Ameri Esp, who came as a substitute for the former Black Tower Master, Bernan Verdein! The Black Tower lord is suffering from chronic illness and worsening battles…!”
However, Ameri was busy bowing her head and waist in succession, her face trembling as if she was not used to having a conversation with such a big person.
Perhaps I will have to meet them in a more serious relationship than now, so that imagination may have stimulated my anxiety even more.
“I have heard a lot from Rios and Leonardo. They say you are a great wizard and magic tool maker.”
Contrary to Ameri’s expectations, Gladio accepted Ameri’s greetings with her warm eyes and tone.
The situation was not dire, but Ameri greeted her with a broken back as if she was grateful for this kind of treatment.
“That’s too much praise! I still…!”
“…Ameri, other stories come first.”
When she arrived at the Reinhardt Mansion, Eileen felt a little bit of impatience welling up.
Including meeting the sage.
‘…Where is Leonardo…’
Leonardo’s safety was also a concern.
Eileen, who had not been able to contact or meet Leo directly after the great incident at the Mage Tower, had no choice but to worry about his safety.
Because having such a talented person injured was a sentence that was tantamount to calling a blizzard into the shaky world of magic.
“…Sorry for going straight ahead, but there are more questions I want to ask about the head family and the wise man than I thought. I’d like to ask the wizard Leonardo himself who was present at the scene, would that be all right?”
She was told she had memory loss, but Eileen didn’t know exactly how much.
That’s why, in order to know that, she deliberately asked the head of the household to ask Leo a question.
“…That’s… We’re having a hard time too.”
“…Is there a problem?”
“It would be quicker to see… For yourself.”
Gladio did not exaggerate and naturally shaded her face.
There was no evil person to express doubt about that gloomy expression, and the Mage Tower and the others stood in front of a certain room following Gladio’s guidance.
“…Leonardo-kun, I’m going to go in for a while.”
“…Ah, come in! Mr. Gladio!”
It was Leonardo’s voice.
Everybody tilted their heads a little when they heard the tone, even though it was his own voice, no doubt about it.
‘…Miss Gladio? Rather… The way he speaks…?’
Oddly childlike tone, the voice of a young man, but the voice strangely possessed innocence.
Then, when I opened the door and Eileen and her party greeted me, I could see the identity of the sense of incongruity.
“…Ah, hello. Are you… someone I knew when I was older?”
“…When you’re older?”
Bewildered, Gladio opened her mouth sadly, wiping her tears with a handkerchief.
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“…Leonardo Knight has regressed to the memory of a 10-year-old after that incident… Geup…!”
There was a series of shocking reactions.
[If he really gets his memories back, he will kill himself… He will…]
The sage, hiding behind a peek at the situation, looked at Leo struggling and now even sent a pitiful glance.
From now on, Leo will have to play a 10-year-old child with the spirit of a 50-year-old.
Leo wanted to die.