196. Zeke’s Fruits (3)
“Your Majesty, Soja… … . I will become a wizard.”
Little Licht lowered his head and begged the emperor in a trembling voice.
“… … Now, what did you say… … . Magic? You want to become a wizard?”
A half-punch who was born with a bizarre appearance, as if he had cut gold in half.
The pitiful sight of him trembling in front of his servants was enough to bring out a sigh.
That’s why the emperor couldn’t see Richt well at all.
Still, since he has half of the northern black hair, it would be better if he said he would rather handle a sword, but magic.
The emperor let out a laugh.
“Huh, Arthur. 3 prince. Magic is a field where bloodline determines everything. And there has never been a single time in history that the imperial family has produced a wizard.”
“… … Oh, I know. that, though… … . Bae, I want to learn!”
Richt spoke in a desperate tone, but the emperor firmly shook his head.
“… … Think again. Richt Leonine. Among those who are born with wizard blood, only a handful of them barely become wizards. Have you ever thought about why magic stones and magic tools are traded at such high prices?”
“… … .”
“That’s because wizards are so rare. There are many people who want the convenient items they produce, but there are only twenty wizards in this vast land of the empire. Calling it has no choice but to be worth it.”
“Ah, I know. your majesty… … . but… … .just 3 years. I want to try it for three years.”
The emperor furrowed his brow at his stubbornness that did not break even after he had said this much.
“… … 3 years?”
“Yes… … !”
“What will I do if I can’t achieve results within that?”
“… … uh, that’s… … .”
The emperor’s heart felt tight at the sight of the third prince, who was not even the basis for negotiations.
“Yes, then you become a civil servant. He hates using his body and only reads. Promise me that you will become a civil servant when that empty dream is broken.”
“Yes, yes. Appointment… … . I’ll give it to you.”
“Then, what do you want the mage to entrust your education to?”
“That, that… … .”
“If you wish, I will assign an imperial palace doctor to teach you. But as I said before, a wizard’s time is very precious. Using their time means taking on that burden. Can you shoulder that political burden?”
This was a test.
A test to see if Licht is really prepared to throw everything in to become a wizard.
“… … oh no, no He has a lot to do… … . I, I will, too, teach myself!”
“… … .”
However, Richt’s choice betrayed the emperor until the very end.
The emperor looked down at him, sighed lightly and nodded his head.
“Tsk, yes, go out.”
Licht, who received permission from the emperor like that, devoted himself to magic every day from that day on.
He looked through all the spellbooks listed and used all of the dignity maintenance fees paid to him to buy magic stones.
I continued to study on my own.
That effort faded away like a candle being extinguished after just one year.
In this world where there are no proper teachers and the existence of magicians is rare, they must have left many books.
Usually, magic is a science that has been maintained through one-person transmission.
In that situation, go to Ramielli Academy and take magic class,
There was also a way to visit the imperial palace doctor during his break and ask him for advice,
Richt, who had lost that much courage and passion, was still overconfident in his abilities even when he was in his second year. Of course, leaving study behind.
‘Just a little… … . Because your head just needs a break. If you study too much, your efficiency will go down. cancer!’
And for Richt, who has reached the third year of the promise, the aspiration to become a great wizard and surprise those who ignore him disappears.
Now, day by day, I was lazy, reading only miscellaneous books floating around in the world.
In fact, Richt just wanted to quit his studies right now, but he had already said in front of the emperor that he would study magic for three years.
He didn’t have the confidence to withstand the emperor’s cold gaze that he would receive if he left without completing the period.
Even that day, without any inspiration, he was snooping around the imperial study and secretly flipping through miscellaneous books.
‘Well? This… … .’
A corner space where miscellaneous books were collected, an old book caught Licht’s attention.
A book with a black-dyed cover and no title written on it.
“Here, was there a book like this… … ?”
Feeling somehow attracted, the third prince picked up the book.
‘… … uh?’
A feeling of wet and damp energy covering the body.
For a moment, Richt’s expression hardened, but there was nothing wrong with his body as if it was because of his mood.
Richt opened the book he picked up and began to read.
The book contained a biography of one person.
A childish heroic story about a man named Zeke Kleiman who is active in a place called the Dave Continent.
It was so blatantly written as if it were the truth.
Richt couldn’t help but click his tongue while reading.
‘… … Ttsk, to write something like this that I wouldn’t read even if I gave it to you… … .’
It is also true that in the book, too much misfortune pours down on the main character like hatred.
The awkwardness of everything in the world rushing to grab him by any means.
The main character caught up in it went one step further in each crisis situation and overcame it with a heroic appearance to the point of feeling full of spirit.
And, of course, there was a beautiful woman by his side, and a beautiful story about the two of them defeating the enemy and saving the world.
“This is… … . Not my taste. If the world was this bright and happy, I wouldn’t be so unlucky.”
That the sky and the mountain split apart when he swung his sword one more time, and that when a saintess, a magician, uttered a spell, a person on the verge of death would suddenly rise up.
It was an absurd story that made no sense, but Licht, who had plenty of time and wanted to study rather than die, eventually read the book to the end.
Tak-.
“I was just in case, but it’s a really, rubbish book.”
Closing the book, he spat out an arrogant word.
“Who would dare to put such a book in the study of the imperial palace… … ? This guy will one day… … .”
At that time, I tried to put the book back, saying that I had only lost my eyes.
─ Clap, cluck, cluck… … . Yeah, what a garbage ending… … . Isn’t it… … .
An eerie voice came from behind.
Goosebumps ran over Richt’s body.
Clearly, before he entered this study, he had a memory of ordering no one to enter it.
Because if there were people, they really had to study.
“… … Who, who are you! dare! I told you not to let anyone in here… … .”
I was stabbed for no reason and looked back, screaming, but all I could see was an empty space.
─ Clutter… … . I’m back… … . Yes, it’s back… … ! The world that completely ruined my work couldn’t be maintained after all… … ! it’s back again!
“Make your appearance!”
— hehehehe, it seems that no one in the upper world was uncomfortable with this unfunny world… … . And the third prince, who should have been looking for the black magic book, found the master’s notebook… … . Very, it turned out to be fun… … .
“… … Who! Come out now!!!!”
Licht shouted like a frightened dog at the strange phenomenon where only unknown voices continued to be heard.
And a voice that came directly into him.
─ 3 Prince, don’t you want to know your fate… … .
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‘uh… … ? So, I… … . clearly… … .’
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Memories of the past passed through Richt’s mind.
Realizing that the whole world is a fake written on someone’s hand,
I found out that this miserable life was only made after all.
The anger that Richt felt at that time was indescribable.
The Master’s bard had told me that the culprit was a saint.
From then on, Licht was taught black magic under the water by the master’s minstrel, and after developing his strength, he agreed to catch the saintess right away, aiming for the moment when Lilyla appeared at the academy.
‘So, me too… … . I was trying to catch the saintess… … .’
why
Why does the world seem to be slowing down?
Violets blown away by the wind lay in Licht’s eyes.
Yes, there were still bitches and saints who were interfering with his plans.
Fucking bastards who ruined the corpse dolls made with black magic.
‘So, I tried to use the taboo esoteric of black magic.’
It was said that if you use it, you will have to sacrifice half of your life, but the enemy who ruined your life was right there.
Half the sacrifice, if only I could bring her back.
‘Yeah, that’s right… … . It did… … .’
I didn’t know because I had never used it since I learned it, but I wonder if this is what a taboo secret technique feels like.
‘no wonder… … . Something… … . It seems strangely empty… … . And hot.’
The world, which had suddenly slowed down, suddenly reversed and turned upside down as if it were accelerating.
Even then, Richt still had a face that he didn’t understand.
Pooh-!
Blood fountains gushed from the cut surface of the skull that split horizontally along the bridge of the nose.
Half of Richt’s severed head flew into the sky.
“Sorry, I’m late.”
And his last memory was the back of Zeke Kleiman, a man with black hair.