episode_0012

“Huh? My disciple? Did you drink some kind of elixir or something?”

The teacher suddenly grabbed my wrist and spoke with a rare look of bewilderment.

“Elixir? Well, I don’t really have anything to say. What’s going on?”

“That’s it- The mana I feel from Risir has increased significantly?”

“Isn’t it because of the teacher’s class? If I had to choose between the elixir and the teacher’s class, I would choose the teacher’s class without any hesitation.”

“Duran. What did you say after my class? Did you hear what Risir said? You heard it. ”

“Is that so?”

The teacher seemed pleased but also unconvinced.

“Isn’t this something that can’t be explained by just saying that the class was definitely effective?”

“By any chance, Master, could you explain it simply so that even a guy like me can understand?”

“Let’s see, what is the expected magical power growth value for Lisir in today’s class?”

“Did you grow up to 5?”

“No? Roughly 50?”

“…Magic. It’s too easy. It’s so trivial that I want to die.”

I looked at the horizon in despair.

Perhaps this was the world that the great sages who had realized the truth of the world had been looking at.

How insignificant this world is.

“Look at my disciple’s arrogance. But now he deserves it. Yeah.”

“Actually. The change that happened to Risir is something that would be difficult to achieve with normal magic training? Even considering Risir’s innate talent, right?”

“…But I really have no idea- Oh, could it be that using my own color on Pien had an effect?”

“That’s probably not the case. If that were the case, wouldn’t there have been changes when I sent Gogos back to the ground? My disciple?”

“Yes, Master.”

“After class today, can you tell me everything that happened so far?”

The teacher who was listening to my story started to smile brightly and looked at Pian at some point.

“You tried to use the power of charm on my disciple?”

“…”

“…And you stole my disciple’s lips?”

“Eek-”

“You’re engaged, but strictly speaking, you’re not engaged yet, right? And, you didn’t get engaged with pure intentions, did you? And, looking at the current context, it seems like the engagement will end up falling through? ”

“Please don’t misunderstand the teacher’s wish that his student’s bright future will not be limited by the narrow framework of a son-in-law?”

The teacher thought about it for a while and then shook his head.

“Yeah. I don’t know either. If I could figure out why and apply it to my classes, it would be a great help in solving a chronic problem that has been bothering my students.”

A chronic problem that has been plaguing me.

Those words reminded me of my teacher’s evaluation of my magical qualities over the past few days of class.

-My disciple. How great it would have been if he had been introduced to magic a little sooner. Or at least if he had been properly trained in swordsmanship.

-I just feel annoyed at Bendel.

Magical qualities are broadly divided into two types.

Magic power, the ability to accept mana.

Intuition, the ability to manipulate mana.

The Master said that in my case, I was born with great sensitivity. It was clearly in the realm of the extraordinary.

But in the case of magic, it is clearly the realm of the common people-

The Master gave all this glory to Bendel.

It is a magical power in which acquired factors have a greater effect than sensitivity.

That magical power was literally left to waste due to Bendel’s neglect.

Magic power is like a muscle; no matter how excellent a talent you are born with, it requires constant training, investment, and management.

If you want to achieve success in the path of magic and swordsmanship, you need to start laying the foundation at least 10 years old.

In the case of nobles, they lay the foundation from the time they were newborn babies through continuous contact with mana, such as taking elixirs.

-So to speak, you’ve been at a loss for most of your life. Since Risir is a noble.

-Duran. That’s too cruel. My disciple? Are you okay? I’m right next to my disciple, right?

-Just in case, at what age did you start learning magic?

-Well, I don’t remember very well.

– It’s said that it started when I was so young that I can’t even remember. Even then, I learned everything from my master and ate all kinds of elixirs. There are plenty of those things in the forest.

– Now that I think about it, I’m not particularly surprised. The world revolves around the wealthy. If I had been surprised, I would have been disappointed in myself. That would be proof that I haven’t faced reality yet.

-What should I do? My disciple has become like a magician in a small room who only drinks and smokes instead of eating.

-When you cause pain, literary expressions come out smoothly. I like it. How about leaving it alone?

According to what the Master said, I would have lost at least 8 years and at most 18 years.

You had to work like crazy to catch up with those ahead of you, and even then there was little guarantee that you would get good results.

Magic is muscle.

Because there was a limit to how much could be grown through one training session.

Because I was late, I didn’t get any compensation for the time I lost by pushing myself harder than others.

-Still, still, still. Don’t be too heartbroken, my disciple. Your innate magical power is as great as your sensitivity, right? At this rate, you should be able to reach the third level within two years, right?

The first level is the level of initiation.

The second level is the level of training.

The third level was the level where one began to be recognized as a person of great ability.

Usually, nobles try their best to reach the third rank before becoming adults.

Some people reach the fourth level before they even have a coming of age ceremony – in which case, all they have to do is hang a banner at the family mansion.

Both the eldest and youngest sons in our family fell into this category.

Needless to say, the illegitimate child was first class.

Rather than being disappointed by this fact, I decided to take comfort in it.

It’s 18 years late, but how can I be at the same starting line as everyone else in just 2 years?

“Master, you just said that I achieved 50 times the achievement? So, does that mean that I shortened the time it took to reach the 3rd level by 50 days?”

“Hmm. It’s not that simple, but, well, there’s no need to be picky about good things. I’m not a douchebag.”

Earned 50 days.

When I think about it that way, I become interested in the phenomenon that happened to me.

Well, it won’t make a difference if I worry about a problem that even the teacher couldn’t find an answer to.

I just sincerely hope that this kind of luck happens to me more often.

“Okay, then.”

match.

The teacher livened up the atmosphere by clapping his hands.

“Excuse me for a moment?”

He then approached the fallen Pien, checked her body here and there, and nodded.

“As expected. The strength has been greatly weakened, but it hasn’t completely disappeared.”

“Ah. Then shall I use it one more time? My unique color. The power of the true spirit. This time, it will definitely disappear.”

“Lee, Risir…! Why on earth are you doing this to me…!”

“P. Remember. A wounded man becomes a beast. You never know what he might do. So be careful when you play with men’s innocence from now on. This is the lesson this older brother is teaching you.”

“You weren’t even weak to my power in the first place!!!”

“That’s why my heart hurts even more. I wish I had been controlled by power and not known anything. I thought of you as my only sister, even if only for a little while.”

“Uuuuugh- Hey, little sister!? How much of a child are you planning on treating me like!? This kind of insult. I can’t stand it any longer. How special I am! How beautiful I am…”

Pien was glaring at me as he spoke, but his pure white face turned red like a peach and he averted his gaze in the middle.

“Why are you embarrassed after saying that?”

“It’s all because of you!!! It was the first time! I did that to you… But you kept treating me like a child… making fun of me… embarrassing me…”

Pien looked up at me cautiously, sobbing.

“Lee, is that really so in Rishir’s eyes…? I, who am powerless, am nothing…? ”

Damn. Is this really Jinjo? What kind of powerful mental interference is this.

When I saw that baby bird crying like that, it definitely felt like I was the bad guy.

Overcome by that magical guilt, I approached Pien, who had fallen to the floor, and offered him a hand.

“…”

Pien pouts and sniffles, but obediently grabs the hand and gets up.

As a gentleman, he took out the handkerchief he always carried and wiped the dust off Pien’s dress.

Next, he turns the handkerchief over and wipes the moisture from Pien’s eyes.

Pien looked up at me with his mouth shut and his eyes wide open.

If you look at it this way, you can see that he is definitely a cute little kid.

A fatherly smile appeared on my face without me knowing it.

“…”

Pian suddenly avoids eye contact.

“Pien?”

Let me call again-

Oh my. Close your eyes and stick out your lips.

What’s wrong with this girl again?

I didn’t care and brought the handkerchief to Pien’s face and said.

“Okay. Huh! Do it.”

“…Huh? Are you excited?”

“Huh!!! Should I blow my nose? Our Pien Miss, if you’re a real lady, you know how important it is to take care of yourself, right~? Okay, huh~”

“Huh- Are you saying something like that!? Oh, I won’t do it!?! Are you, are you crazy!? What the hell do you think I am!?”

Pian, who had been moving away from me while getting angry, reached out to me with a trembling hand.

“Dude, you’re doing this on purpose…! You know that!? You’re actually acting like a child because you’re embarrassed…! Ha! Anyway, guys, it’s all about bluffing!”

You’re mocking me, trying to make fun of me –

Even with her trembling voice and tearful expression, she was still cute.

And you’re saying he’s older than me?

…Okay. You do it. Yeonsang.

At that moment, the teacher tapped my shoulder.

“My disciple? Even though he looks like that, he’s a pretty good kid, so don’t be too harsh on him, right?”

“Yes? Are you the kid who plays with other people’s brains?”

“From what I’ve heard, it seems like he’s quite generous with his hands. Even when taking blood, he does it as long as it doesn’t affect the other person’s life. Even when using mental interference, he leaves his ego alone to a certain extent.”

Was he such a clever kid?

Pien didn’t know what to do with my gaze.

“Can you please stop looking at me like you’re looking at a special child? I just… just…. didn’t feel the need to do that to those people!”

“In short, you’re saying you didn’t use your power recklessly?”

“Because I’m different from those shallow people who don’t know such restraint.”

It seems like a topic I’m pretty confident about.

It’s different from before, seeing you proudly showing off.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the gap between the two images.

“That’s right. It’s different.”

“And what are you going to say next…”

Pien frowned and frowned, but he couldn’t hide the subtle rise in the corners of his mouth.

“Miss Pien?”

But when the teacher called, Pian flinched.

“Would you make a promise here? That you won’t use that power recklessly anymore?”

“…Why should I do that?”

“Hey, hey, hey, I promise…!”

It seemed like Pien was going to keep up the momentum, but he quickly backed down after hearing Duran’s harsh words.

I don’t know why, but Pien seemed more afraid of the Master than of me, who had neutralized his power.

“Oh my. He’s so kind.”

The teacher smiled brightly, took Pien’s hand, and ran his index finger over his palm.

Pien’s expression slightly frowned.

Before he knew it, a thin red line was drawn on Pien’s white palm.

“My disciple?”

The Master pressed the injured palm of Pien against mine.

“…”

A small whisper came out of the Master’s mouth, and a strange power enveloped Pien and my palms.

“Miss Pien. Did you definitely promise?”

“Yes, yes…”

The moment Pien answered, a wave of power arose from his palm, traveled up his arm, and struck his chest.

“Ah!”

“Oh.”

Pien and I each made a noise and took a small step back.

The teacher looked at us like that and nodded with satisfaction.

***

[Detect Beneficial Effects]

[The Wizard’s Promise is yours]

[Target: Jinjo Pien]

***

After that, Pien and I parted ways with the Master and returned to the Bendel Mansion.

-Because of the normalization, Lady Pien’s power has weakened and her control over her subordinates has become unstable, but- it will only be for a short time, right? Because it wasn’t a control that required that much power to begin with.

-Nothing else, Miss Pien? Can you help my disciple through that rule?

-…How can I help you?

-It’s simple. Just back out of the marriage. Then the family will naturally lose interest in my disciple, and my disciple will leave Bendel amidst everyone’s indifference.

-What do you mean, you let go of control, create chaos, and then run away during the chaos?

-Durando, right? Then Pien and Risir’s positions will be difficult. Do you want the two of you to be pursued by the religious order and the imperial family? Ah. For the sake of your students, wouldn’t it be bad to be chased away once?

-I’m sorry. Please stop talking nonsense.

Keeping in mind the last conversation I had with my teacher.

“Miss…!!!”

It was just as the teacher said.

When Pien and I returned to the mansion, it was in chaos.

Gallant only remembered that Pien and I left the mansion together.

In the meantime, I became an illegitimate child who dragged a sick girl out.

“Lord Risir? Could you explain what happened?”

Bendel’s butler questioned me.

The vassals, including the head of the Dintal family, stood behind and watched the scene.

It was a show of respect that Bendel had prepared for Dintal.

“You little shit-”

At that moment, a handsome man with long, flowing hair ran up to me and grabbed me by the collar.

“You’re taking a child who’s not feeling well out like that!?”

“Kalan!!!”

Should I say Pien’s older brother?

You will become the eldest son of the Dintal family.

“Everyone, please stop…!”

Then Pien shouted.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Then a cough.

The chaotic atmosphere was instantly cleared up.

Everyone focused on Pien.

“Rishir-nim kept telling me not to do it. I was the one being unreasonable. So please, don’t scold Rishir-nim.”

The little one who had been crying, whining and throwing tantrums just a moment ago was no more.

The atmosphere in the place suddenly calmed down as the delicate, pure-white girl with a devilish nature earnestly made her request.

“…Rishir-nim. The Lord is calling.”

The group disperses one by one, starting with Bendel’s butler.

“Let’s go, P.N.”

Kallan glared at me and tried to take his sister away.

“…”

But Pian, who holds my hand and doesn’t let go.

“Pien?”

“Brother. I want to stay with you, Risir, just a little longer. Is that okay?”

“But your body condition is-”

Pien raised both hands and smiled brightly.

“Is it because I went with Risir? I feel so good today.”

“…”

Kallan glared at me with displeasure, then clicked his tongue and left.

“Where on earth is that bastard-”

Leaving behind a monologue that was not a monologue full of complaints.

Soon, the two of us were left alone in the place.

“…”

I looked at Pian in amazement.

“…What the heck, what nonsense are you talking about again?”

Pien, who had returned to being a little kid again, awkwardly avoided eye contact.

***

The butler’s words that the master had summoned me.

After spending some time with Pian and parting ways, I went straight to Gaju’s office.

“We are discussing the marriage between you and Pien Yang.”

It was the words I heard as soon as I entered the office.

The host left me standing there dumbfounded and got straight to the point.

“Behave properly and prepare yourself mentally in advance.”

That was the end of Gaju’s business.

While talking, Ga-Ju’s gaze was always fixed on the documents on the desk.

“I have something to tell you.”

I spoke to the head of that household.

I thought it was perfect timing.

“I’m thinking of leaving the family.”

“…”

Are you finally looking this way?

The owner looked at me with an expression that seemed to suggest that he had misheard me.