41. Theorem (3)
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knocking on the door.
Oliver, reading a book in the library, answered without turning his head.
“Come on in. number of animals.”
As soon as permission was granted, Marie squeezed the door open.
In one hand of her was a tray of sandwiches.
“hello? master.”
“Yes···. What happened?”
“I brought it because I thought you weren’t eating.”
Oliver turned his head slightly and looked at Marie.
“······thank you.”
Marie smiled once, as if nothing had happened, and set the tray down.
With him, I looked at the book Oliver was reading.
Various other books were piled up as the books of the Anthony family.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Ah, sorry for wondering what book you are reading.”
“no···. I’m reading the Anthony Family’s Black Magic book. It was well written about the manipulation series black magic. Animal manipulation, human manipulation, corpse manipulation, etc.”
“Don’t you know that the master already knows what to do?”
“no···. I’m just pretending, I don’t know how to do it. For example, it was the first time I read a book that it is harder to control the living than to be dead, and that it is harder for people than for animals.”
Oliver continued with him, placing his hand on Dominic’s book.
“I learned that there are various application methods depending on the interpretation and application of disease-based black magic.”
“Awesome, too.”
“Not much. Looking at the master’s book, it seems that he has more knowledge, but unfortunately, the book here has only traces of it, but it is not written properly.”
said Oliver, looking at the bookshelves piled up on the nearby bookshelf.
“Well, that’s right…. Have you read most of the books?”
“Not all, almost all? I will read them all in a little while.”
“ah···. Aren’t you overdoing it?”
“Yes? What?”
“Recently, you’ve been working hard without eating or sleeping properly, so I’m worried.”
“…? Maybe I didn’t do my job properly?”
“No, absolutely not! Rather the opposite! Everyone has sincere respect for their master…!”
Marie vomited feverishly.
“Everyone is having a hard time, but I really respect the owner. Why not? The owner gave us everything we dreamed of, such as proper education, money, and meals… You can tell just by going to the restaurant now. The master is really… amazing.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
Oliver answered bluntly and began to read the book again.
Well, it was a natural reaction. By Oliver standards, you don’t do it to earn respect and love.
I just felt obligated to do my job.
Being freed from troublesome chores and becoming a master who can issue the necessary orders, the minimum duty to do.
So Oliver was not very pleased with the respect and loyalty he had earned.
Of course, I just did what I had to do…
At Oliver’s bitter reaction, Marie felt frustrated.
There was also the frustration of Oliver, who did not understand how great he had done.
There was also the frustration of not being recognized as valuable to Oliver.
That frustration got worse and worse, and eventually it started to fluctuate in a negative way.
Irritability, obsession, longing, self-hatred and… Tak-!
“number of animals.”
Oliver suddenly closed the book.
Marie replied in surprise.
“Yes? master···.”
“I think I promised something.”
promise? Marie thought in her mind. And remembered.
“ah···. Yes, they said we should talk to each other.”
Marie’s pale face turned bright red.
At that time, I unknowingly complained to Oliver, who showed interest in the Paladin. What the hell were you thinking…?
Still, Marie had certain expectations.
I wondered if I could share something special with Oliver…
“You have to keep your promise… But, before we talk, can I ask you a question?”
“Yes···. master.”
“Why does Marie want to know about me?”
pure curiosity. However, it was such a difficult question to answer.
Marie was silent for a long time.
I can’t even figure out how to answer that pure question.
As the silence grew longer, Oliver opened his mouth as if he had interpreted it otherwise.
“Well, if you don’t want to say-”
“-no!”
Marie said in a loud voice without realizing it.
“no···. It’s not that I don’t want to say it at all… Could you please wait for my answer for a moment?”
“···········Yes, what. at your convenience.”
Oliver waited as promised. After such a long time, Marie barely opened her mouth.
“I want to become an aide to the former owner.”
“Are you close?
“Yes, I want to keep the master closer.
“Are you like a disciple?
It was right, but it was also wrong.
Marie certainly wanted the position, but she wanted to go beyond that. I just can’t get it out of my mouth.
“You may not know it well, but no one has helped me like this.”
“Am I?”
“Yes···. You are the only one who taught me black magic and trained me like this.”
“…? Isn’t that what I taught you as a condition for learning to write?”
“…but, the two are really incomparable.”
“Aren’t values relative?”
“Still, it was a great help for me. In fact, I almost gave up. black magician. However, thanks to the owner, I became a bright hope instead of a dim hope. thank you so much.”
“Well, thanks to Marie, I also survived once. You can’t thank me too much. Above all else, Marie’s first steps into becoming a warlock were thanks to her master, right?”
“master···? Are you talking about Joseph?”
“Yes, Master Joseph.”
As Joseph’s story was told, Marie’s emotions took on a chaotic light, and then anger erupted.
“Obviously, he helped me and paid me back… You can’t compare it to your master.”
“Me?”
“Yeah, because I kept pushing him as a temporary apprentice because of my lack of talent! Probably, if the master hadn’t come, I would have been preparing meals all my life in the kitchen!”
Marie breathing. Like her excited appearance, her emotions fluctuated with betrayal and anger.
However, for a while. Upon seeing Oliver, he immediately regained his composure.
“So it was Oliver who really helped me.”
A dialogue that was made to the point of being desperate. But Oliver’s reaction was still bittersweet.
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Neither understand nor empathize.“Ummm… But, isn’t it Joseph who brought you back?”
“Did Oliver say that? They tried to sacrifice us to the devil! They were just trying to use us!”
“is that so? Well, it’s true that I got help… Oh, and when Marie almost got raped by the sheepdogs, the master Joseph helped her, didn’t she?”
Marie was shocked. Her eyes widened, and her emotions fluctuated.
“·················ogue.”
“ah···. Did I make a mistake?”
“How did you know that?”
“He told me as we passed the day we met at Landa with the owner of Joseph.”
Marie moaned a little. It was as if he had uncovered a secret he never wanted to be found out.
Her emotions were a mixture of displeasure, shame, anger, and resentment, and Oliver observed her feelings in silence.
I think I made a mistake, but I didn’t know what I was doing wrong.
“If I was wrong, I apologize again.”
“······no. You don’t have to apologize. Because you are the owner, and that is also true… Have I ever talked to you in the past?”
“Yes···. You said you wanted to become a warlock to be strong.”
“Yes···. Right. Both me and my parents fell weak.”
Marie began to tell her story with him.
He tells the story of himself living in an illegal shantytown under a dye factory.
Even if I dump the dirty sewage right next to the house, I can’t say anything,
Even if my mother collapses due to illegal labor, I can’t say anything,
The story of the time when my father could not say anything even if he was beaten to death by the neighborhood bastards.
Then he said that he was going to get revenge on the bastards and almost suffered a terrible thing.
At first he was calm, but as the story progressed, Marie’s emotions rose, and then tears welled up in her eyes.
“…and that’s how I got from Joseph and I’m here now.”
“······okay.”
“Yeah, so I once thought of Joseph as my savior, but after some time and listening to my master, I realized that was a mistake.”
“······That’s sad?”
“No, you don’t have to. Thanks to you, I met the owner.”
“·················ogue.”
“At the end of the day, what I want to say is that the owner has given me a new life opportunity, so I want to become a close person to the owner. just···. That’s all.”
“···okay.”
“Then, can you tell me now, Master?”
“Yes?”
“Because I told my story. I want to hear the story of the master… it can not?”
Oliver was silent for a moment.
“······no. I don’t have much to say, but I’ll do it if you want.”
“Then tell me. I want to listen.”
“Well then…”
So Oliver began his story.
The story began when I was in an orphanage.
How many children were there and how strict the director was, he wrote without emotion.
Mechanical explanations were more like reciting rules of life rather than a person’s life,
Still, Marie listened with all her heart, and when Oliver was harassed or unfairly punished, she felt more sad and angry than anyone else.
The party didn’t feel any emotions.
There was nothing to say, but Oliver recounted his life in as much detail as Marie wanted.
But it wasn’t the amount she could say all in one day, so Marie went to her study every day, as if she had made a promise, to hear Oliver’s story.
Like a fire moth chasing light.
Meanwhile, time passed, and Oliver’s Joseph family gradually found stability.
Before long, Peter and some of his senior students naturally synthesized emotions and reached a point where they could produce pilgarets without Oliver.
“Ah, so you were able to see emotions from the beginning?”
“Yeah, I thought everyone else saw it too, but it wasn’t. So it was nice to see the owner.”
“ah···.”
Marie and some of the higher-ranking students soon came together to a level where they could deal with Oliver to a certain extent.
As proof, even without Oliver, any gang and small and medium-sized warlocks could be subdued.
“ah···. Did you say that the pilgarette you smoked was Joseph’s feelings?”
“Yeah, it was a feeling with a very beautiful light.”
“You’re still interested in that light.”
“Yeah, I haven’t fully figured out what it is yet… I want to see you again.”
“If you wish, order it. We risk our lives to find it and dedicate it to Oliver-sama… Yes. You can order us. This is Oliver’s family.”
“Um, that’s not…”
“no. We are Oliver’s disciples. You can order anything you want. I will sacrifice my life for it.”
“·················ogue.”
Time passed and it was autumn.
Loyalty to Oliver further strengthens the unity of the organization,
Unable to endure any longer, the small and medium-sized warlock organization gave up all pride and knelt to Oliver through a pharmacist.
In fact, the Joseph family became the only Warlock family in Wineham.
Marie got up from the bed, with the greatest joy in this fact.
After washing and dressing, Marie went to wake Oliver as usual.
A privilege that only you can do.
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“master. It’s time to wake up.”
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No answer came back. As usual, I was like, ‘Okay. Marie.’ must have come back…Marie felt something strange and opened the door and looked inside.
In Marie’s eyes, she saw an empty bed and a note placed on it.
[I’m leaving because I don’t need it anymore.]
[PS, do whatever you want to do]