episode_0015

Naturally, it was a very pitiful moment as my mother approached me more cautiously than usual.

＇Could it be.. because of me?＇

If it were me in this life, I would have turned my head away or cried because I felt uncomfortable even allowing my mother to approach me like this.

However, the trembling hand that I can feel even without showing it and that shaking smile… are interrogating me.

I’m sorry…

I’m sorry…

Thank you.

Because I knew that all of my mother’s actions were out of consideration for me, I tried to greet her with a bright smile.

＂Thank you, mother.＂

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Are you embarrassed to see me calmer than expected?

Since there was no response, I hesitated for a moment, but soon my mother looked at me nodding her head in agreement, and her earlobes began to turn red.

Long, flowing black hair.

Pure white skin, as spotless as white jade.

My mother’s eyes were shaking like a blue moon rising through them.

Of course, even at this very moment, the pressure of the magical power I felt around my mother bound me, but instead of avoiding my mother, I gathered courage and decided to face her again. I didn’t want to back down anymore.

What needed to change in the future was the attitude of the people around me towards me, but I also had to change to suit them.

I myself in this life have grown up today.

‘No more running away..’

After a moment of silence, my mother raised her hand to stroke my head for a moment.

just as expected. I instinctively cringed and closed my eyes. It’s a disaster…

Of course I didn’t want to react like this, but it was something my instincts told me I couldn’t avoid.

‘ah..;’

I wanted to miss it so much that I decided to carefully open my eyes again.

“Mother?”

Did they wait for me when I was so timid? My mother seemed to be slowly stroking my head, then placed her hand on my forehead and began to inject something warm. I could feel it.

An orange magical energy slowly spreads into the body as if enveloping the whole body.

＇It’s warm…＇

My mother’s orange magic gradually began to spread warmth throughout my body, and it felt as if I was immersed in a warm ondol room.

“Your body is cold.. son..”

So, my mother stroked my head again and left the room with a small smile on my face.

Turf.. plod.. plod..

For Dincia, today is an unforgettable special day.

Not only did my son, who had always avoided me, muster the courage to approach me, but the distance was gradually narrowing.

But Dincia couldn’t just think these happy thoughts.

It is a fact that the existence of her son Da-hein cannot be hidden forever.

As the lord of a village and the head of a family, he had to protect everything, at least until he gained enough strength to protect himself.

『Information Window』

□Name: Diendeluka Dincia

□Gender: Female

□Age: 35 years old

□Title: Lord of {Dirrin Village}, (former) Commander of the Knights of Yongyeok, Flame Emperor (Thrower of Fire)

『Abilities』▼

[Stamina: 31] [Magic Power: 25] [Strength: 45]

[Dexterity: 42] [Intelligence: 30]

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When the whole situation is over and I am finally left alone, I feel the silence and fall into deep thoughts as usual.

How much I am loved by my family in this life.

Of course, my parents in my previous life were always busy, so I wasn’t used to this kind of excessive attention, but the feeling of receiving something more in return revived the empty feeling of happiness.

I liked these feelings, but I never hated them.

May these rich feelings remain for a long time to come.

As my mother advised, I had no choice but to train myself to use my magical powers well or grow to the point where I could protect myself.

The angled softness of the bed can be felt in broad daylight.

I feel the warmth and magic of my mother coming to me.

Excited.. Excited..

The room, which had been noisy just a moment ago, disappeared completely and settled into silence. The exciting emotions that rush through that gap surround me.

I am once again confident that if I use the knowledge of my past life and the knowledge of this world well, I will be able to grow to a greater extent than anyone else.

Because I’m the idiot who carelessly shares information that others don’t know.

So I gather myself, look at my room full of dolls and sewing hooks, and think that I should get rid of these first.

＇It’s serious..＇

My room, which was plastered with various colored sewing hooks and cotton dolls… was decorated to look like a little girl’s room, so I couldn’t help but feel a sense of rejection as the memories of my past life returned. That too with the mental state of an adult.

“First of all, I need to get this sorted out and at least try some exercise.”

I think as I touch my frail, thin body that consists only of a skeleton.

Even these small movements will be of great help to me in the future.

So I opened the [Information Window] and tried to check my hopeless [stats] again.

Sweet!

『Information Window』

□Name: Dian Deluca Dahein

□Gender: Male

□Age: 13 years old

□Title: None

『Abilities』▼

[Stamina: 3] [Magic Power: 2{+2}] [Strength: 1]

[Dexterity: 1] [Intelligence: 4]

『Ability Window』▽

The moment I checked through the [Information Window] that the {Magic Depletion} symptom had increased the Magic Power level by {+1}, I was able to guess to some extent. A vessel that contains the magical power that accumulates in the body when the magical energy is used excessively at or above the appropriate limit. In other words, the value of the magic stone in the body also increases.

It was clear that this was a proven fact.

Naturally, the proof was a phenomenon like this. When I first used the ability of {Sixth Sense}, the magical power value of [ability] was obviously {+3}, which was nothing special.

However, by activating {Sixth Sense}, the moment {magic power depletion} occurred due to excessive use of magic power, I recognized that {+1} had increased, and through this phenomenon, I was able to notice the possibility of future growth. Moreover, this was a good case where it could be assumed that not only magical power but also other aspects of [statistics] would be the same.

Of course, unlike magical power that can grow infinitely, there are limitations, but the path to the future has been opened.

‘As expected, more experiments will be needed.’

However, these thoughts are just my own speculations based on some evidence.

In order to prove that it was fact and not speculation, accurate confirmation was necessary.

‘If this is true, there is only one thing I have to do…’

Considering my current situation, the most accessible magic training method is… Sure enough. Just one thing.

That’s right…

It is an extreme method of repeatedly stimulating the magic stones in the body by using the {sixth sense} ability that accompanies excessive magic power every night before going to sleep, thus increasing the magic power [stat]. Perhaps it was a simple, ignorant, yet terrible method. It was an inefficient method that gave away its efficiency.

‘Still, there’s nothing we can do about it..’

Even if that were the case, what would you do?

For me, who had no idea about training my magical powers, this was the best way, and it was clear that it was the only way.

However, it is also true that when you try to experience that terrible experience again, your body and mind cannot move willingly. That brief experience when using {Sixth Sense} reminded me of a hell that could never be deceived. I was so scared and scared that it gave me goosebumps.

“First of all, let’s start by cleaning the room as exercise today..”

I can clearly feel my body becoming energized thanks to the mysterious orange magic that my mother gave me. With this, I can feel in real time that I can move more easily than usual.

Of course, not only did I feel like my depleted magical power was being replenished little by little, but it also felt like the warm heat spreading throughout my body was warming up all the muscles that had been stiff for a while. On the one hand, it feels refreshing but not stiff.

***

How long has it been?

The sticky skin and rough breathing tell the story.

My room, which was full of dolls and sewing hooks, was transformed into a clean look, hiding all the masculine features of this world. Even at a glance, the wooden furniture is impressive and creates a stable and calm atmosphere.

＇I guess this would be hard to organize, right..?＇

That place was none other than… small dolls held in my hands.

Instead of putting away the doll that my parents gave me as a birthday present, I leave it next to the bed. Of course, be careful not to show that you have changed too much. This is because we judged that once suspicion begins, there is a risk that all future actions will be restricted.

On the one hand, I thought it was too much, but there seemed to be no harm in being careful.

＇Still, I cleaned up a lot.. Is that all for today?＇