chapter 7
7. to the magic tower. (2)
Early in the morning, the training ground inside the duchy.
It was a time when even the knights, who were said to be members of the family, were still asleep.
At dawn, when only some maids and ladies-in-waiting got up and busily prepared breakfast, Ciela, who was passing by the training ground, tilted her head at the sound of someone coming from inside.
Whiik, taat.
Sounds that seem irregular but come with a strange sense of rhythm.
It was clear that someone was practicing swordsmanship. Even from this morning.
‘… … Could it be that there is a knight who is awake at this hour?’
It just happened because I thought there was nothing to help for a while anyway.
Since there was no particular task assigned to Ciella, Ciela, suddenly intrigued, approached the training ground.
peek.
Ciela, who slightly poked her head out and looked inside, tilted her head at the familiar hair somewhere.
‘… … what?’
Like blood-red, bright red hair.
Even though I couldn’t see in front of me, it was obvious who it was.
The eldest son of Duke Reinhardt and the master she serves.
Cale von Reinhardt.
If it had been any other day, it would have been quite unexpected.
Originally, he hated moving to death, and he had never even touched a sword.
But why? It wasn’t all that surprising.
no. Although she asked such a question, Ciela herself knew best about the reason.
‘… … Because he has changed.’
you have changed
Even if she said such a thing to the maids and butlers around her, she didn’t completely believe it.
I could tell because it was Ciela who had served him half his life.
no. Even if I hadn’t met him in half my life, I would have known.
It’s because every word and every action has changed.
At first, I thought that he was simply considerate and bright.
But it won’t be just that.
The expression that looks like she’s about to cry sometimes, the expression that looks like she’s going through some pain.
Because I feel so sad.
However, even though he had been serving Cale all day, it was only for a moment that he made such an expression.
It was so short that at first I wondered if Ciela herself was mistaken.
And now, Ciela felt the same way.
From nob le mt l. co m
Just looking at it makes me feel like my heart is full.
Sweat ran down his red hair and dripped onto the floor.
what is there.
Not the ‘crazy’ Cale that Ciela had seen for over ten years, but a single prosecutor.
At that moment, Ciela realized that even a sword can contain emotions.
otherwise.
From nob le mt l. co m
Just swinging a sword couldn’t have felt as painful as it did.
“… … ah.”
again
My heart tickles just by looking at it, and the beat gradually intensifies.
For some reason, just looking at that swinging sword makes me feel like I’m crying.
Ciela looked up at the sky to keep her tears from coming out and exhaled.
Crying after secretly spying on swordsmanship practice.
Wasn’t that why I didn’t feel like a weird person?
For some reason, Ciela wiped her eyes in an attempt to clear up the emotions that had risen, and flinched when she looked ahead again.
“Good morning, Ciela. Did you see my swordsmanship well?”
“… … Heeep.”
Cale, whom I thought was definitely far away, was right in front of me.
Unlike the sad swordsmanship he had just before.
As if hiding one’s emotions tightly from others, the tone seemed to be disguised as a bright image.
You weren’t being kind.
It’s just that he put the sadness he couldn’t even fathom into his heart and acted out a bright image.
When I realized that fact belatedly, without saying anything, the tears that I thought were genuine flowed out.
“Uh, huh? what. why are you crying? … … Ciella? Ciella?”
* * *
Waking up early in the morning and practicing the sword.
In fact, it has become a routine for me.
I liked swinging my sword at random without thinking from the previous episode.
It was because I was able to focus only on the sword without thinking about it when I was swinging the sword.
Should I say it’s the feeling of letting out emotions that seem like they’re going to explode if you keep holding on to them?
That’s why it was delayed in realizing that Ciela was watching.
no exactly.
‘I guess it’s true that I’ve gotten used to it.’
When I was swinging my sword at dawn, Siela would come and wait on me.
Sometimes we sparred.
That’s why I approached Ciela.
It wasn’t meant to scold me, it was just an instinctive step.
I did. uh.
“Good morning, Ciela. Did you see my swordsmanship well?”
“… … Heeep.”
From nob le mt l. co m
Jureuk.
I was horrified to see tears flow from Ciela’s jewel-like red eyes.
“Uh, huh? what. why are you crying? … … Ciella? Ciella?”
what.
what did i do wrong Did I say it wrong?
That’s what I thought, but I couldn’t pinpoint anything.
what. really why are you crying
“Gongja. Nothing, heeuk, heuk, heuh… … .”
When I find a woman crying for reasons I can’t even fathom, and it seems like it’s my fault.
What to do.
… … It was a fairly difficult challenge.
From then on, it took ten extra hours for Ciela to calm down her sudden burst of tears.
* * *
He said that he would go tomorrow as if it was going to happen, but actually going to the Mage Tower wasn’t that easy.
About once or twice a month.
Except when announcing a new magic circle or creating an invention, the door to the Mage Tower is firmly closed.
It is also a fairly well-known myth that a nobleman asked for admission to the Mage Tower, was furious at the fact that it took a month, but was barred from the doorstep.
A group that even the aristocrats cannot easily see.
Wizards themselves are researchers, but at the same time they are combat personnel.
However, it was only natural that the mage tower could not be viewed simply.
If the wizards got angry and started a war, they wouldn’t be able to deal with it.
‘Well, that’s about people with a certain amount of power. It doesn’t make any sense to be a duke, though.’
Of course, even nobles can’t be treated carelessly.
It was not a story common to all nobles.
Especially among the dogs, if it was the duke of ‘Reinhardt’, who is said to be in circulation of all money in the empire.
That’s why I said that I would head to the Magic Tower tomorrow.
It wasn’t simply that they didn’t know the situation and used a group, but they took the time that was reasonably possible.
If you believe that it’s stupid and put the iron plate on, there’s nothing you can do about it.
In the end, the fact that the eldest son of Duke Reinhardt was going to the Mage Tower itself was okay, even in the Mage Tower.
If the result is good, no matter what method it is, it went well.
… … Maybe?
In many ways, it’s a story that would grab someone’s back if they heard it.
What do you think?
‘I know because I became a sword master, but I didn’t get knocked out by anything. It’s because I’m overflowing with stamina.’
therefore.
Before I become a duke, I’ll have to let go of all the annoying and irritating things.
Wouldn’t it be true filial piety to provide at least something for one’s father to not be bored?
You haven’t retired yet, but you’re correcting it.
hum, hmm.
by the way.
Deciding to think a little differently, I looked at Ciela from inside the rattling carriage.
He is sitting in an upright position with only his head bowed in the opposite direction from me.
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Just looking at him made him look uncomfortable.
“Ciella. Can I be a little more comfortable now?”
“Oh, no. It’s okay… … !”
rattle.
ill
Ciela, who was about to answer nervously, bit her tongue at the wagon’s shaking and made such a painful sound.
He seems to be more nervous than on the first day of Bing.
Were you so ashamed to cry in front of me?
Yes, I think it would be quite embarrassing to think that I changed my stance and cried in front of my direct supervisor.
It wasn’t that I didn’t understand at all, so I just decided not to care for a while.
ah. by the way.
I’m going to have to do this for sure. I’ve heard it several times, but it’s so uncomfortable.
Tuk-tuk.
When I lightly tapped on the chair in front of Ciela, Ciela, who realized that it was her name, raised her head and replied.
“Yes, Gongja?”
“Don’t do that. Gongja-nim looks so stiff. Since there are only two of us anyway, how is Cale-sama?”
Did anyone in the world call him by the title of Confucius, just as he would treat an aristocrat from another family?
To be honest, since we’re in the same age group, I’d like to call her Kale.
He said that’s absolutely not possible, because Ciella also nailed it in the previous episode.
It was ‘Keil-sama’ who found his own compromise.
Well, even if it’s in a novel, it can’t be helped because it’s a world where there is a class system.
When I shrugged my shoulders as if to say that, Ciella hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth.
“Keil-sama… … . ugh Can’t I just call you Confucius?”
“uh. no.”
The word Kayle-sama doesn’t seem to stick to his lips.
Kayle-sama, Kayle-sama… … .
Ciela, who had been muttering names in succession, looked at me with pitiful eyes.
no way no. go back.
As I shook my head with that meaning in mind, Ciela smiled.
“Then, Master Cale… … Are you all right?”
From Confucius to Bachelor.
At least it doesn’t seem like you’re dealing with someone from another family.
If you’re good enough, you’ll be able to speak in front of other people.
When I nodded, Ciela smiled broadly.
Are you already nervous?
it’s so fast
As I was thinking about that, the carriage stopped and someone shouted outside.
“Im here!”
The only building in the Empire taller than the Imperial Palace.
At the same time, it is a symbol of high self-esteem of wizards who are confident that no other building in the world can match its height.
mage tower.
It was a shout that they had arrived there.
* * *
square.
On top of the parchment, several letters are engraved.
Sometimes in the form of pictures, sometimes in the form of calculations.
Soon after, the woman who perfectly drew a magic circle exhaled.
What’s unique is.
Even after drawing such a complex magic circle, the woman never opened her eyes.
“… … Whoa.”
If this magic circle leaked out of the magic tower, there would be a big commotion.
It was a magic circle that brought out overwhelming performance in terms of efficiency and output by repairing minor parts of the magic circle.
Magic that is released from the Mage Tower once or twice a month.
It was a work of a similar level to them.
‘… … that’s not natural They’re all made by me.’
Works that are sometimes submitted in the name of a research society or in the name of an individual at the Magic Tower and receive respect.
They were all Lucia’s magic circles.
but… … If you even say it outside, it will probably only cause ridicule.
A wizard who can’t see and can’t use magical powers is talking nonsense.
… … The subject of copying everyone else’s magic to make an achievement.
aww
Even so, there was nothing she could do.
As I said earlier.
At best, this was the only thing the insignificant wizard who lost his eyesight because his proud magic wasn’t enough.
What would he be able to do if he was kicked out of the Magic Tower?
I knew that reality better than anyone else, so it was inevitable.
rattle.
Upon hearing the sound of the doorknob turning, Lucia frowned.
“Is the magic circle finished?”
Hearing the voice, Lucia guessed who he was without difficulty.
A wizard who entered the Mage Tower around the same time as Lucia. Lunin.
He climbed into the 5th circle at the age of 22 and was called the hope of the magic tower.
In fact, if you were in the 5th circle at that age, you were quite outstanding.
“… … I’ll submit it by the delivery date on my own, so I should have told you not to crawl into the room recklessly.”
“Ha, that worm b*tch who can’t even use magic talks a lot. There is a guest who came to visit you.”
Lucia, who flinched at the expression of a worm that couldn’t even use magic, put on a puzzled expression at the word ‘guest’ that was heard behind her.
It was her situation that there was no relationship outside the tower, and there were only enemies inside the tower.
“I don’t know why such a person pays attention to you, but keep that in mind. The only place you can stay, and the only possibility to heal your wounds, is the Magic Tower.”
I know it well, so shut up.
The moment Lucia was about to reply, someone knocked on the door.
Knock——and a knocking sound that spreads.
“… … Although the door is open. It’s okay to go in, right?”
It sounded like asking in a kind tone, but Lucia who heard that voice couldn’t help but have some doubts.
Even if it’s the first time I’ve heard it.
In that voice, there was a faint trace of anger.