Chapter Index

    That evening.

    ‘After all, home-cooked meals are the best!’

    After eating mainly meat for 7 months, I needed this balanced nutritional value.

    When I put a fresh vegetable I didn’t know what it was in my mouth… I could feel it becoming clean, as if my blood vessels had been pierced.

    Rattling. Rattling.

    ‘Still, it still takes a while…’

    The next morning I leave in a carriage sent by the {Royal Academy}.

    That’s why this dinner might be the last time I see my mother and father.

    Too much time will have passed to make any promises.

    Phew!!

    I needed to express how sad I felt in an appropriate way.

    This is a fair struggle!

    I will definitely convey this sorrow.

    I keep glancing at my mother, who is embarrassed with her lips sticking out.

    “box.!!”

    Pick up well-cooked vegetables and meat in appropriate proportions and forcefully shove them into your mouth.

    ‘How can my son eat so well..’

    Of course, it was Hahyunt who had anticipated this situation.

    The sight of Da-heein being grumpy towards Dincia with both cheeks swollen is so cute that it makes me smile even though I know that she is leaving tomorrow.

    Wanting to be born and have something.

    No matter what form it took, the fact that her son, who was so calm that he didn’t even beg to do something, showed such extreme expressions made Hahint just happy.

    "Keu, keuhm.."

    Dincia, on the other hand, was different.

    From the sharp look on my son’s face… it was as if Hahyunt’s appearance overlapped.

    Dincia needed to make up for this situation quickly.

    “Son… Actually, I sent a letter to Belzab in advance to let him know the date you must enroll.”

    "And so that it can arrive at least a week in advance."

    ‘So that means there was time to stay in the village…’

    ‘Seo, no way.?’

    Belzab, who had read the letter asking me to send it to him a week in advance, ignored Dincia’s letter and sent me two days before because he wanted to spend at least one more day with me.

    Ah… I can draw it.

    Master Belzab’s cheerful laughter…

    'S, Master..'

    Should I say I’m glad?

    Thanks to my father’s preparations for my departure in advance, I was able to enjoy the meal leisurely, but the disappointment of having to leave my parents right away was still lingering in my mind.

    I feel like my heart has become heavier.

    ‘Now that I think about it… where is Shumi?’

    'I didn’t see it in the infirmary.'

    I suddenly ask about Shumi’s whereabouts.

    After finishing dinner, my mother said she would show me around and told me to finish the meal I was holding.

    ***

    Was it fun? Dinner time is over.

    Trudging. Truly…

    I am moving to Shumi’s room with my mother.

    “Son. “The girl hasn’t come to her senses yet.”

    I stop walking and look into my mother’s blue eyes.

    “yes.?”

    Since my mother was not the kind of person who would leave Shumi alone for 7 months, I decided to calm down for now.

    Truly…

    “It’s here.”

    Mother says it would be a good idea to check in person first, and opens the door where Shumi is.

    Orange magic visible through the gap in the door.

    The mother’s magic, felt as a {monomantic sensation}, emanates from Shumi’s sleeping body.

    Good profit..

    And at the center of it all, Shumi, who had grown significantly compared to before, was in a deep sleep.

    The wound was not able to heal and returned to its original appearance.

    Shumi, who used to be as tall as my chest, was already over 170.

    Her small and thin body is showing off her massive breasts everywhere.

    It’s so embarrassing to see with your own eyes…

    “Is this kid really Shumi?”

    When I saw Shumi, who had become a surprisingly healthy and beautiful woman, I couldn’t help but be embarrassed.

    Her light pink hair, as if she had poured strawberry milk, told her that she was Shumi.

    Sigh.. Sigh..

    I gently stroke Shumi’s head.

    'My expression has improved..'

    ‘thank god.’

    I carefully asked my mother what happened to this situation.

    “I was truly amazed at how she was able to survive to that point.”

    According to my mother…

    Shumi’s body explained that someone had artificially cut off all the magical energy circulating in his body. Of course, it is said that there were cuts that were cut out so badly that they could not be restored.

    Therefore, it is said that the body that was supposed to grow was in a state of standstill, and the magical power accumulated in the magic stone at the heart for a long time, causing symptoms of {magic runaway}.

    ‘If it’s {horsepower runaway}… that disease that only people with weak personality traits get?’

    Fortunately, it is said that the magic stone in Shumi’s body reacted with the [Recovery Potion] prepared by his father and his mother’s “luminous” attribute {recovery magic}, and the damaged body was able to be restored.

    It was his mother who explained to him that his growth, which had been halted for so long, had come late.

    "Shumi.."

    I have no idea how difficult Shumi’s life must have been.

    Therefore, he could only show a bitter expression due to this even more frustrating feeling.

    just..

    Just for this moment here.

    For all the days to come…

    I wanted to forget all the painful memories I had stored away.

    "Ugh.."

    Shumi’s harsh sobs can be heard in silence.

    “Because of the rapid growth, the body can’t bear it, and it’s probably screaming..”

    “It will be very painful.”

    I hold her hand carefully.

    Since I was reminded of my past life, I have been suffering from the same growing pains as Shumi every day for over a year.

    I could understand and sympathize with Shumi’s pain better than anyone else, so I just feel pathetic for not being able to do anything.

    “mother. If Shumi wakes up… could you allow me to take care of her?”

    “Shumi saved me..”

    “As soon as I finished speaking, my mother gently stroked my head..

    He smiled as if he didn’t have to talk with such a sad expression and suggested that Shumi leave the room so that she could rest comfortably.

    Turf.. plod.. plod..

    Dincia, who was looking at the back of Dahein, who looked quite listless, also wanted to comfort her son, but Dincia, who was unable to approach her willingly, just quietly moved forward.

    One day, a letter from the kingdom came as if unexpectedly.

    A war caused by a regional dispute between kingdoms that could not be told to Dahin.

    Compared to other villages, {Dirlin Village} is a village that is cut off from the outside world and has little traffic.

    Since even such confidential information is delivered through personal letters, it is natural that it is not easy to know the external situation from inside the village.

    A situation in which he must compete as the lord of {Dirrin Village}, located in the territory of {Alyseum Kingdom}, and as {the leader of all service knights}.

    Of course, participation was almost confirmed by the secret oath between {Alysseum Kingdom} and {Dian Deluca Family}.

    According to the letter engraved with the kingdom’s emblem, it was a call from the kingdom for all {Knight Leaders in Service} scattered throughout the country to complete their preparations and accept the order to go to war.

    However, Dincia has put off the kingdom’s call for 7 months.

    The territorial war began seven months ago, and the actual confrontation began about two months ago.

    Dincia, who should have played a month ago, stayed here despite the kingdom’s call for Dahin, who would be left behind.

    However, Dincia, who could not delay any longer, also had to compete immediately tomorrow, in time for Dahuin’s departure to the {Royal Academy}.

    Dincia, burdened with this heavy and dark secret, briefly holds Dahyin’s hand.

    Come on…

    Although I have an impatient side, when I watch my son moving forward…

    It was a mother’s feeling that she didn’t want to put weights on her because she couldn’t give her wings.

    ‘Son. This is the only way to keep you safe..’

    ‘Please… forgive this ugly mother.’

    Dincia’s judgment is clouded by her parents’ desire to see only good things and experience only good things.

    Of course, the residents of {Dirrin Village} and Hahyunt, who knew all about this, also followed Dincia’s decision.

    Dincia’s expression was darker as she pondered the feelings of guilt rising deep within her heart.

    Nevertheless, he smiles and pats his son’s head again.

    "Show me how you have grown up nicely.."

    'Dear son.'

    ***

    On the other hand, Dahuin, who did not know anything about the situation in {Dirrin Village}, returned to her room and planned to make a gift for her parents before leaving for {Royal Academy} tomorrow.

    'The weather was a bit chilly today, wasn’t it?'

    'Is winter coming soon?

    Since the memories of my past life came back, I never wore those fancy accessories.

    A brooch or necklace that my sister Asia gave me as a birthday present.

    When I opened the jewelry box that I had hidden away in my young heart, there were a few ornaments shining beautifully.

    'Your father doesn’t stand out too much and has a calm feel.'

    'On the other hand, my mother went for something that was more noticeable and neat..'

    Rattling. Rattling.

    ‘With this… um. I like this.’

    After holding up the brooch I had carefully chosen, I take out the orange magic stone of [Flame Lizard] that I brought from {Diggle Forest}.

    'After all, it is an “utterance” property'

    'I can feel the heat even though I haven’t used any magic power.'

    I strongly grasp the magic stone of [Flame Lizard], which was emitting a brilliant orange light.

    ‘But this is dangerous and cannot be processed.’

    Without hesitation, I used the {Magic Iron} to instantly melt the solid orange magic stone of the [Flame Lizard] and process it into a liquid state.

    I could feel through my {monster-like senses} that the unstable magical power of the rough monster had been refined and turned into a clean magic stone.

    Rattling.

    Apply it as if you were applying it to the outer part of the jewelry of the brooch held in your left hand.

    slowly.

    More carefully.

    Be careful not to make it lumpy.

    Grumbling..

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