“I am a daughter who lacks a lot, but I hope you will help me well.”
The place where Madelia guided Lane was the highest tower in the site of the Page family’s mansion.
high. what’s so high Are you trying to stop the escape? maybe a beast?
If I said that, even if my throat ran away, I had nothing to say, so I asked carefully.
“What kind of person are you to be confined to a place like this?”
“confinement? Heh, it’s not like he was confined. You are trying to distance yourself from others.”
Madelia opened the door with a sad smile.
That’s how this story started.
First, I saw the wind of early summer gently swaying through the curtains, laughing softly.
Books, books, books.
And the telescope by the window.
In this room littered with books, the telescope and the girl sitting in the chair in front of it turned around.
“Casena, I brought a friend. It will teach you a lot.”
At that time, only the girl with light purple hair blowing like cherry blossoms seemed so foreign to this messy and complicated room.
It was a solitary eye.
And very tired eyes.
Amidst the beauty of the coolness of early autumn when the leaves are falling, the girl facing Lane said in a voice without any emotion.
“I don’t need you, so take me out.”
“Casena, don’t be so mean, I hope you accept my greetings.”
“Don’t speak until three times. I do not need. So just go.”
The girl’s voice, which hadn’t even turned around, grew steeper. It’s probably about suppressing your emotions as much as possible.
“Rain, you should say hello first.”
Even in embarrassment, greet politely, so as not to look down on the other person. It is said to be the noble way.
“Lady Cassena, I am Lane Ludwig. hello.”
The Page family was different from other Madose families. Just like you did with Christa, if you talk right away, problems will arise.
“I can’t say hi… … please leave.”
“Casena, it’s polite to look at each other’s faces when greeting each other.”
“I told you to get out!”
At that moment, Cassena lifted the compass from the desk and threw it.
Madelia’s instant magic was probably the product of her extremely trained reflexes.
It sent chills down my spine to see the wind barrier unfold and the compass, which stopped right in front of Lane’s forehead, fell and hit the floor.
However, upon closer inspection, it was a wooden compass, not an iron one, and the wooden needles were also bluntly cut, so they would not have suffered much damage if they were hit.
‘Why the hell?’
It’s something only children use. To make sure I don’t accidentally hurt myself. Even Seri wrote this when she was young. Was it because he was ferocious enough to hurt someone if he gave him a piece of metal?
“Casena, don’t do that—”
While Lane was holding a compass and observing, Madelia Page tried to soothe her daughter.
“—Tell me how many times you don’t need it!”
When Cassena randomly tossed something on the desk, the reward became useless. A quill, a stylus, a wax tablet, a book… … .
“Get out, get out! Who said you could come in! I mean get out!”
“Casena… … .”
“Shut up and get out! Get out of my room!”
Hmmm, this sucks.
Wrong.
This is not a character that can be taught… … . It might be right to give up here and now and make another deal.
‘huh?’
I felt a sense of incongruity then.
When there was nothing to throw on the desk, Cassena, who had been looking around, reached for a book scattered on the floor.
but didn’t catch it
His body leaned over and he fell headlong to the floor. The legs, which should have supported the body falling down, were bare bones without a single muscle.
“My lady, I can’t believe my legs… … .”
As if it was embarrassing to see him like that, he started tossing all the books on the floor with a reddened face.
Let’s clear this floor and go to the other floor… … Moved by pushing the body with both hands.
That modestly boned leg did not move. I just twitch a little bit. Water droplets formed in both eyes.
“Go away, please, go away…” … !”
After a long scuffle, Lane and Madelia had to leave the room as if they were kicked out.
Madelia didn’t open her mouth until she had finished descending the long stairs of the tower.
And only after returning to the audience room, he let out a painful sigh while resting his forehead on his forehead.
“As you can see, he’s such a kid. No one can talk to me now.”
“… … .”
“There is no point in bringing in famous celebrities. Their patience has a limit… … .”
“President, does the young lady have a problem with her legs?”
“okay.”
Madelia smiled bitterly.
She drank the wine the lady-in-waiting poured out at once and gazed longingly into the distant sky.
“Since childhood, Cassena loved to climb walls and trees. He was a very lively kid… … . I should have stopped it even if I raised a hawk.”
“You couldn’t stop it.”
“When I call while climbing the wall, he smiles brightly and shouts, ‘Mom’… … That’s when my heart gets weaker. Oh damn… … .”
Madelia let out a bitter sigh.
Just then, a skinny man with a nervous expression entered the audience room.
“It’s pointless, Dell.”
The moment she recognized him, Lane had to bow right away. The crest engraved on the lofty golden coat was the blue dragon.
Blue Dragon. It is the coat of arms of the Prince of Arfen, one of the five electors who rule the empire.
He governs the southern part of the Empire, and of course has a close relationship with the Prince Page family.
The man strode in front of me and scanned my body up and down as if questioning. He sighed and turned to Madelia.
“Even those who are famous for being mean could not appease Cassena. But, such a young child… … . It’s good if we don’t fight together.”
“I am not an ordinary child.”
“Well, I am just a child. That only hurts more. Please stop now.”
“Stop?”
“I will leave the child alone for now.”
Then, Madelia, who always had a cool impression, slammed the armrest and vomited her anger.
“Leave me alone? My only daughter rotting away like that in the corner of the room? Are you really the child’s father?”
“What the hell is there? I called all the witches known for their healing spells, but who healed Cassena? There is none, no one!”
“They were just incompetent!”
“When did I tell you to abandon Cassena? I love him too! But your way is wrong. For now, I just have to leave it alone until the wounds in my heart heal!”
“That’s already 10 years!”
At that moment, Lane had to swallow his breath.
Clink… … .
The glass hit the man’s forehead and rolled across the floor. Wine and blood mingled and flowed down his face.
“get out.”
“… … .”
“Get out, go out with a face you don’t want to see! Damn you son of a b*tch… … !”
uh… … When asked who resembles Cassena’s personality, it seems that she inherited it from her mother.
“… … .”
The man looked down at me with a wine-covered face and gave me a low warning, grabbing my shoulder.
“If something happens to Cassena, I will never forgive you or your family. Be sure to keep this in mind.”
Just tell me not to do it.
As I was watching the back of the man leaving, the butler and maids hurriedly came in and began to remove the wine-soaked carpet.
“Looked ugly, I’m sorry. That guy is Yuren, my pitiful husband.”
“no.”
“Are you giving up too? don’t make that face Even if I leave like this, I won’t be disappointed. It’s a natural reaction.”
It was something strange.
Wasn’t this a trade condition? But can I just leave like this?
“Still, I thought something would be different with friends my age… … It seems I was impatient.”
When Madelia sighed and offered her a glass, the butler carefully poured the drink.
“I can’t.”
I wondered to myself why he said that at the time.
That expression of Cassena that was left behind… … And those eyes from the first time I saw them kept getting stepped on?
No, because these are just terms of the deal. It doesn’t mean much.
“Because I’m not the type to run away from problems in front of me.”
If you accept this, you can immediately clear up the false accusations against your aunt… … I can keep my position as chief cadet.
So that’s what you do.
that’s why i do it
This is not a meaningless emotion such as sympathy or pity, it is just an answer sheet derived from pursuing practical benefits.
“I will try, sir. Please leave it to me.”
At that moment, Madelia’s eyes rippled as she looked down at the shaking wine in the glass in the midst of disappointment.
– Just wait for the eggs to come out? Leaving children unattended in such a way is not education. I have to lead you to break out.
I had refuted Kavan Ludwig like that before.
Then Brim stepped in. Brim was a child with the power to always end an argument with others with a smile since his school days.
– Then let’s do this. His Excellency’s daughter and my son, whoever breaks the egg first will help the other. Would that be okay?
At that time, I just passed it off as a meaningless question and answer, but is this what it is like? … .
“under.”
A laugh erupted from an inexplicable joy.
Lane didn’t know the meaning of that smile, and he didn’t know that his steps were one step closer to the truth.
The truth that accompanied him in the past and still accompanies him leads the boy’s path to the light.
Socrafres.
– You can inherit the ‘unique magic’ research progress in the surrounding environment.
– Progress 44.8% → 45.0%.
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Brante.
– Changes to the magic circuit have been confirmed.
＞＞＞
Camitishia.
Analyzing circuit changes… … .
ㆍ When the circuit is opened, ‘Imagine Barrier: Seijong Yoo’ unfolds within a radius of 20 meters from the caster.
ㆍ In the ‘Image Barrier: Sejon Yoo’, the success rate of magic combinations using ‘unique runes’ and ‘unique math formulas’ is amplified by ‘33% → 38%’ and power by ‘66% → 71%’.
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Sunlight permeates through the mosaic glass elaborately engraved with the majesty of the Yellow Dragon. Even in the faint light source, the entire interior glows in gold, and this is a divine area.
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It is the Imperial Court where only the light dragon Haraderi, one of the three divine dragons entrusted with the management of the world by the god of light ＜those who came＞, resides.
The Orthodox Council building used by the ‘Golden Children’ was on the third floor, and Elin Ludwig, sitting in the interrogation room, crossed his arms disapprovingly.
“No, what’s wrong with borrowing that book and bringing it here?! Do you know how expensive this genius professor Elin is, huh?”
Inquisitor Bilgewin, who was sitting across from him, sighed.
“We appreciate your understanding that we have no time for jokes, Elin Weissak.”
“I can’t afford to talk with you.”
“Forgery, you don’t know how dangerous Turaina is.”
“Turena? That person is a great person. Aren’t you the apprentice of Archmage Rin? What is dangerous is how dangerous.”
“Very dangerous, enough to destroy the world.”
The one who answered that was a black-haired middle-aged woman who had just opened the door to the interrogation room.
In contrast to the pure white witch’s hat that gave off an impression of purity, the smoking pipe he was holding in his right hand gave off a bit of a bad feeling.
She was wearing three scrolls around her waist, and those were the manifesto, which meant that this woman was a three-headed witch, or shaman of the Republic.
“All, you… … .”
Even Elin Ludwig of the world lost his body for a moment and opened his mouth wide.
Is there anyone who has been in magic who doesn’t know this woman?
She was a disciple of a tycoon named Tureina, who was raised by the archmage Rin and the priestess Friede, and now serves as the successor to the priestess.
“This is Yuliana, the priestess of the moon halo.”
Yuliana sat on the desk and looked down at Elin Ludwig imposingly.
“I was the one who asked to bring you here. Because I needed to check it out. Whether a big man like you is her follower or not.”
“If that woman… … Are you referring to Turaina?”
It was hard to believe that a witch, who was operated as a one-on-one priest system and whose respect for her teacher was different from magicians, would say.
“You don’t have to show her so much respect. Because she has never been a righteous person.”
“… … ?”
“All the good she did… … It was only a biological experiment to achieve his goal. I see it that way. And we are still working hard to achieve that goal.”
At this point, even Elin, whose embarrassment had subsided, was able to turn his head. Elin’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“Goal, what goal?”
Like that teacher, an indescribable feeling of betrayal shone in Yuliana’s eyes as she glared into the distant air while exhaling thick cigarette smoke.
“The resurrection of Archmage Rin.”