A Genius Boy Who Was Exiled From His Family Home for “Not Being Able To Use Magic” Becomes a Witch’s Apprentice and Masters All Magic in the Right Way. This Is How You Use Your Magic, You Know?

Chapter 107.2. Persuasion

And the two before her were the epitome of that.

The mask Illumina had worn in front of Clyde was nowhere to be found, as she screamed, her face contorted with anger and hatred.

“I’ve gone through so much trouble for your sake, even bringing Clyde-sama here! How could you act in such a disgraceful way, trampling on everything we’ve done for you!? How did you grow up to be such an ungrateful and shameless daughter!?”

“Your mother is right, Sara-dono!!”

It was obvious from their words that they were ignoring the very explanation Sara had just given them.

In response to Illumina’s hysterical outburst, Clyde added his voice, filled with sorrow.

“It’s so tragic. What happened to the graceful and wonderful you who was with Prince Aster? To think you’d resort to such incomprehensible words to belittle others—this isn’t who you truly are! What on earth has happened to you!?”

“Exactly! Oh, where did I go wrong, how did you become such a child who can’t understand her parents’ feelings!?”

Their synchronization was terrifying.

Feeding off each other’s emotions, they indulged in the tragedy they created and directed all their amplified hostility toward Sara.

Even though she was intimidated, she made sure not to look away or cower. But, such resolve wouldn’t stop these two.

“──I see.”

On the contrary, Clyde suddenly stopped shouting, as if struck by a new thought, and murmured.

“How pitiful, you’ve been so thoroughly poisoned by Class B. You tend to empathize too much with others, and it’s clearly led you astray. Otherwise, you would never have ended up like this!”

“Ah, is that so! Well, that makes sense. She’s too kind. If that’s the case, then there’s only one thing to do!”

“!”

Anyone could guess what would come next.

“Indeed. Let’s transfer her to Class A immediately. I can no longer stand to see a jewel like her buried in the mud any longer!”

“Thank you! Yes, that would be better for her as well.”

“Indeed, if we slowly teach her the ways of nobility in Class A, she might return to her former self!”

It was clear they had no intention of considering her wishes.

‘She’s been poisoned by Class B, so her judgment is clouded,’ they would forcefully interpret, leaving no room for her opinion.

They intended to forcibly recreate the old Sara, who had always been obedient to her parents and elders.

──Of course, that could not be allowed.

“Please! If it wasn’t clear, I’ll explain as many times as it takes, so let’s talk──”

“Ugh, even now, you still!”

But Illumina, her anger only further provoked, interrupted Sara’s attempt to speak.

“How much more ungrateful do you intend to be!? There’s a limit to rebelliousness! You’re nothing without me, so what do you think you’re doing!? How dare you keep defying me──!!”

And finally.

It seemed that whatever patience Illumina had left had finally snapped, as she raised her hand, her face twisted with hatred, and brought it down without hesitation.

In the face of this imminent danger, Sara clenched her eyes shut, determined not to flee──

──smack.

A light sound echoed nearby, as if someone had caught the descending hand.

“……Huh?”

The expected impact never came, and as Sara cautiously opened her eyes.

“──Pardon me.”

She saw a familiar figure—a silver-haired boy.

“I’m aware this is rude, but I simply couldn’t stand by any longer.”

“Wha──who, who are you!?”

Illumina, her shock mingled with disgust, roughly shook off Hermes’s hand.

“……Hermes, san.”

“Hermes……!”

Sara stood in a daze, while Clyde, filled with anger, called out his name.

Having gathered enough information to understand the situation, Illumina shouted in disbelief.

“What, are you an acquaintance of Sara? Even so, this is utterly outrageous! How dare you come to a noble’s house without any appointment! And look at you—you’re nothing more than a servant! A mere servant, daring to interfere in a noble family’s affairs—know your place──”

“──Would you be satisfied if the master spoke instead?”

This time, a clear, dignified voice cut off Illumina’s tirade from the entrance to the room.

The sheer beauty of the voice compelled everyone present to turn their gaze toward it.

And there, in the doorway, stood a girl who looked almost like a fairy.

Her face, her violet hair, her movements—all were incredibly beautiful. Her attire was relatively simple, yet that simplicity did nothing to diminish her charm.

It was as if she was the perfect contrast to Illumina, who adorned herself excessively to feign nobility.

As if to say, ‘This is what true grace looks like,’ she demonstrated it with her very presence.

“Katia-sama.”

“……Yes. I’m sorry. I didn’t expect things to escalate so quickly.──But at least I made it in time before anything irreversible happened, by some stroke of luck.”

Katia smiled reassuringly at Sara, who had called out her name.

“Just as I promised, I came to visit.…… But how strange.”

Turning around, she fixed her gaze on Clyde and Illumina.

“According to Sara, there shouldn’t have been any other visitors today besides us. So why are you here, Marquis’s son, without any appointment, as you so emphasized?”

“You……!”

With a cold smile, she turned Illumina’s earlier words against her, clearly indicating that they were the true intruders.

She brushed aside Clyde’s furious glare and then calmly spoke once more.

“……I’m just teasing. I anticipated that you, obsessed with Sara, would take such drastic actions. That’s why I came.”

Then, as if the preliminaries were over, she exhaled lightly.

“──So.”

At that moment, the atmosphere changed.

It was almost as if something terrifying had emanated from Katia.

“When I arrived, I stumbled upon this situation. I could even hear your argument clearly from the front door, so I have a good grasp of what’s happening.”

With a declaration that left no room for excuses, she took control of the scene.

“I also heard Sara’s voice.…… Your words were wonderful, Sara. And thank you; seeing how they completely ignored your sincere words──I finally made up my mind.”

Everyone felt overwhelmed by the atmosphere. Only Hermes and Sara had any inkling of what was coming.

──The final stages of the duel. Katia had been a formidable last opponent, and the current mood was eerily similar to back then.

The only difference was her expression. Unlike that time, she still maintained her reason, though her emotions were just as intense.

“Clyde von Helmut. Illumina von Hartman. Let me put it in simple, clear terms, so even people like you can understand.”

To put it bluntly, she was extremely calmly furious.

Finally, Katia declared in a voice as cold as absolute zero.

“──What do you think you’re doing to my dear friend?”

Her gaze bore down on the two, who were now drenched in cold sweat. The unspoken message was clear.

She would never forgive them.