The Academy’s Neglected Wizard in the Game

Episode 20 – Prodigal Son Returns

#One

The morning of the Caesar family was bright.

huge mansion.

Since it boasts the scale of a tolerable village, the sun came up where it was questionable whether to call it a mansion.

Under the dazzling dawn, a vast empire has awakened.

The workers were busy moving.

Awakening everything that was asleep with magic, waited for the owner of the family to wake up.

If you don’t do it perfectly, the owner will be disappointed.

If that happens, the mood of the day will be very uncomfortable.

“Did you cough?”

“hmm.”

black hair.

blue eyes.

A man with the appearance that can be named ‘Caesar’ has awakened wherever he goes and wherever he looks.

Drink the water purified by magic, and step on the floor while enjoying the sunlight coming through the curtains.

“The meal is ready.”

“-First of all.”

“You returned after finishing all preparations yesterday.”

“egg plant.”

Caesar’s master.

great wizard.

The day of the Caesar family turns around as the person called the emperor of magic steps forward.

He walked quietly, checking everything.

As if he was quite satisfied, his mouth remained firmly shut.

The secretary who assisted him approached with quick steps.

The secretary, who bowed and took an extreme example, recited the things that should be done for the day in a pleasant voice.

“good morning. Lord of Labeth. May I start debriefing?”

Caesar Laves nodded.

From where he was staying to the restaurant, it took about 10 minutes as an adult stride.

This was a tradition handed down from ancestors.

Passing through the long corridor, looking at the scenery, walking around the mansion, making eye contact with the servants.

The traffic line was created to hear in detail whether there were any problems with the mansion overnight, whether there were any intruders or injuries, and what happened when the morning was bright.

The work of a big family is big and many laws.

“-This is the report. And, a letter has arrived from Mythos.”

“Is it a request?”

“That’s right. They said they had applicants.”

“name is?”

Rabeth’s eyes shone sharply.

In fact, it was fine if there were applicants or not, but I never thought I would accept such an unkind assignment.

Curiosity arose.

it was strange,

There weren’t many materials that aroused his curiosity.

“that is… … .”

“Did you apply from the hostile faction?”

“This is the second young boy.”

tall-.

Laves’ gait, which seemed like it would never stop, stopped.

I wondered if I had heard it wrong, so I asked again.

It was extremely rare.

“You mean my son, Manus, applied?”

“That’s right. This is an Academy Authorized Correspondence. It couldn’t have gone wrong.”

“Welcome your guests thoroughly.”

The secretary bowed her head.

you’re a guest

Wasn’t Laves still acknowledging him?

One of the Umbra must have posted a report.

Rather than believing rumors, he believed in his own eyes.

Umbra said that the second master, Manus, seems to have finally blossomed.

I know very well that talent is not so easily created.

‘If that’s really true-.’

Laves looked at the busy family members and was lost in thought.

second.

Although he was born as a fruit of love, he was more of a disappointment.

They say it’s a sore finger.

I sent him to the academy hoping that such a child would change.

Because his older brother and older sister didn’t miss the top spot at Mythos Academy either.

Still, the results were disappointing.

‘How has it changed? son.’

His family members thought of him as a ‘given child’.

Even the same family members ignored or looked down on Manus.

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Just because you have no talent.

The only thing that touched him was his mother, ‘Caesar Beninitas’.

Although he did not inherit his talent, Manus had the most similar personality to Caesar.

However, what father would hate his son?

Because he had a strong personality as the family head, he couldn’t take care of him.

It was a burden that still weighed on his heart.

Leaving their complicated feelings behind, they arrived at the dinner table.

“Are you here? Lord.”

Families who arrived from each annex gathered.

two daughters. one son

The future of Caesar, who has been cherished.

Labeth sat at the far end of the table with a sullen face.

When he sat down, the meal began.

Vegetables and meat grown with plenty of mana.

Luxurious banquets flowed one after another that ordinary people could not afford to eat even once in their lifetime.

“It must have been nothing special.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Today, Manus is coming.”

The sound of tableware moving stopped for an instant at the sudden sound.

I wondered if the house had become a little quieter without him, but what kind of noise was this?

The eldest daughter, frowning softly, opened her mouth.

“Isn’t that time for him to be at the academy now?”

“Yes.”

“then… … no way.”

Rabeth nodded.

They didn’t know either.

Evaluation of external missions at Mythos Academy.

Because the whole family knew that it was rare for a family to send a request.

“right.”

“The disappearance of Sir Eunslow… … We understand that this has already been dealt with.”

“so?”

His heavy question was not simply a re-question.

The eldest daughter lightly accepted the pressure that came upon her at the moment.

An energy that would have made ordinary people immediately break out in a cold sweat and bow their heads dominated the entire table.

The eldest daughter, Caesar Invidea.

She confidently said what she had to say.

The old man is no more.

The Manus she thought of was a violent wretch who was of no use to the family.

“He has no talent. It is judged that I do not have the discretion to take on diamond-level missions.”

“I judge that. daughter.”

The heavy air thickened.

The head family didn’t use mana or deliberately set the mood.

I was just expressing my opinion.

like your own daughter.

– Still, what is this atmosphere, this pressure?

The rattling of tableware, the sound of clothes brushing against the bustle of family members.

The sound of food being placed, even the chirping of birds leaking in outside the window.

No sound was heard.

Caesar’s master laughed.

And he spoke softly.

“Sit down.”

“-yes.”

The eldest daughter, Indebia, sat with her head bowed.

It seemed like it took a really long time for Laves to break the silence.

But in reality, it was only within 5 seconds or so that he opened his mouth.

With his words, the atmosphere returned to normal.

“I know very well how you look at him. However, each flower has its own time to bloom.”

You never know.

Maybe that time is now, 15 years later.

Laves was their father before he became the head of the household.

He was a man obligated to grow upright and strong.

“So, let’s see. Did he really bloom?”

So, I decided to give it one last chance.

“-All right.”

There was no disagreement.

They could express their opinions, but they couldn’t decide.

Because in order to have the right to decide, you have to continue the fight to become the successor and head of the household.

The planting of the children was very uncomfortable.

The second son and third of siblings.

He naturally thought that he would be excluded from the rank of successor, but-.

What if a flower bloomed more brilliantly than anyone else here?

‘It’s inconvenient.’

Someone’s thoughts were the same as the thoughts of all the children.

they saw

The gentle smile of a father waiting for a prodigal son.

#2

The way home was surprisingly simple.

There is one common element of modern games.

A ‘quick movement’ system for the user’s convenience.

It became a reality, but that part was also faithfully implemented.

Teleport magic circle.

If you enter a specific coordinate, it was a means of transportation that allows you to move there at once.

“This is Caesar’s rule. welcome.”

Manus took a step, a step.

I felt a different air from Mythos Academy.

The Duchy of Caesar is one of the best countries to live in.

365 days a year, the temperature fluctuates between 10 and 20 degrees Celsius.

Most of the days are sunny, and the wizards take care of adjusting the rainfall.

It’s good for farming, and it’s popular as a tourist destination because there are many superb views around it.

‘I lived in a place like this. I’m not envious of chaebol.’

No matter how rampant modern conglomerates are, they cannot own the country.

Of course, it’s not that they aren’t great, but in modern times, laws and systems prevent them.

But this is a space only for Caesar.

Laws, institutions, and the inhabitants of this place all belong to the name Caesar.

Even though he was unaccompanied by that common escort, Manus had nothing to fear.

People didn’t approach him just by looking at his hair.

“-hmm?”

Far away, while walking towards the largest building, I saw a group approaching, much taller than people.

A group of people fluttering cloaks dyed with red, very precious dyes.

They all rode on maroon horses, and they roamed the avenue with great dignity.

Everyone walking down the street bowed their heads.

The master’s faithful sword crosses the road.

Those under their protection naturally paid respect.

“Clear the way!”

“Get out of the way!”

Although appearing rather forceful, they had to move quickly and keep the citizens safely under control.

It’s a little bit louder, it can’t be helped.

When everyone’s heads were lowered, there was only one person looking up at them.

The wind that brushed through his black hair was quite cool.

The knights approaching like a wall stood tall in front of him.

The red cloak fluttered.

“Meet the Bocchan.”

A clanging sound echoed as if welcoming.

One of Caesar’s masters has returned.

I was called an idiot, an abandoned child- but still Caesar.

“I came to see you.”

A huge carriage appeared.

The knights bit the citizens and paved the way for this wagon.

Manus moved slowly.

I felt like I knew my father’s personality.

Are fathers the same wherever they go?

He is an ugly and troublesome son, but is he still a family?

‘If not, maybe he wants to keep the name Caesar.’

No matter what.

He deserves this right, and will gladly accept it if it has been done.

The wagon was magically treated, and it felt like riding a luxury sedan.

I sat comfortably and looked out.

People who still don’t raise their heads.

They all had something in common.

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Just a slight fear.

Even though they were the same human beings, the unknown feeling of looking up to them was felt in all of them.

‘This isn’t bad either.’

When I was a normal man, it was a feeling I never thought of.

It wasn’t a very bad feeling.

It was not known whether this was originally Manus’s personality or if it was a person’s personality.

Maybe it’s both.

“Let’s go.”

“-yes.”

The carriage started.

Manus freaked out as he looked at the mansion in the distance.

father.

The prodigal son goes.