500 years ago.
In the era when only the unique-colored Mage Tower existed.
There was an elf who found interest in directly manipulating mana rather than spirit magic and archery.
Seira Ror.
All the elves called her an oddball.
But Seira didnt really care about others opinions. Moreover, having talent, she felt a great sense of achievent in pioneering the path of magic. The sense of belonging from living in a group was nothing in comparison.
However, unlike humans, Seira disliked the idea of making a na for herself in the world despite her ability to cast magic.
Born an elf, she couldnt suppress her nature, no matter how eccentric. She wanted to live leisurely in the forest for her entire life.
About a hundred years into such a life,
A woman who introduced herself as a guide visited Seira, who was leisurely researching magic in her room.
I was looking for a talented magician.
The black-haired human woman extended her hand, eyes shining purple. Her impression was faint, but there was an unmistakable boldness sowhere in her.
Was her na Yura? Seira couldnt think highly of her since she suddenly appeared and talked about the end of the world.
So, youre saying that an evil god will descend to destroy the world? Do you think that makes any sense? If youre trying to scam soone, youve got the wrong person.
Naturally, her voice was laced with irritation. And Seira wasnt the only one displeased with this unexpected encounter.
Hey, Yura. This is the person you ca all the way to the forest to find? How is this secluded nerd going to be of any help?
Kyrie! Its rude to say that to soone you just t!
What?
Seira squinted her eyes, staring at the girl.
Black hair and eyes like Yura, they could be mistaken for sisters at a glance. But unlike Yura, her deanor seed sharper, and she appeared to lack basic manners.
Annoying brat. You talk about killing an evil god, but youre with such an immature child? You couldnt even kill a single demon, let alone an evil god.
What, what do you an?
Did I say sothing wrong, girl?
Seira thought there were many odd things about that day.
Normally, she wouldnt have even bothered with a human who couldnt last a tenth of her lifespan.
Moreover, the hut where Seira lived was in the middle of a forest with a ward that repelled people. It wasnt a place where an uninford human could enter.
She called them scamrs, but she just wanted to dismiss it as such. Seira was wary of the human nad Yura.
However.
But her talent is the best in the world.
Yura quickly broke through Seiras guard.
Her smile, full of goodwill, strangely had a compelling power.
Talent? What are you suddenly talking about
This child, soon she will reach divinity and confront gods.
You dont believe . If you want, we can make a bet.
Yura narrowed her purple eyes and smiled.
Then, shouldnt you stay by her side until she reaches divinity?
Why does it turn out like that?
Dont be so stubborn. Its simple. Beco our comrade.
It was sheer coercion.
Ta-da! Ive even prepared a staff for you!
A purple staff.
An ornate item adorned with athyst.
It did not look ordinary at all.
If you beco our comrade here, this staff is free! You dont get such opportunities often!
Uh uh.
Seira found herself reaching out to the staff without being able to say anything.
It was too beautiful to refuse.
And so, Seira left the hut.
.
.
.
.
The surroundings were dyed red.
Except for Seira, everyone else was dead.
Kyrie and Yura, all of them.
She was left alone.
If only that was all.
The Demon God had cast a curse.
A curse that made everyone forget Seira.
Eventually, there was no one left in the world who knew Seira.
Even though she prided herself on being accustod to solitude, the absence of the familiar left a void in her heart. The loneliness, more frightening than death, quickly eroded her spirit.
Ah
Seira found herself waking up in a strange room.
Where is this?
She should have been bound in a cold, bleak prison just monts ago. But now, she was in a bedroom like those of the nobles.
A soft bed, warm air, pajamas made of silk
A dream? No, this isnt a dream.
Seira rubbed her abdon, feeling the mana at her core. Once empty due to the blue fla that consud mana, her core was now full.
Whoosh-
Seira conjured a ball of fla on her palm.
Her magic worked normally.
I need to get out of here
Kid.
Suddenly, Seira rembered Shirons face.
The boy definitely knew she was a companion of the hero, Kyrie.
But how?
Seira was supposed to have been erased from the world by the Demon Gods curse. Even if she said her na, Seira Ror, it would soon evaporate from mory.
I shouldnt run. I need to ask him how he knows .
Seira sprang out of bed and left the room. She ran through the mansions corridors, looking for Shiron. Finding him in the mansion, Dawn Castle, wasnt hard. She just needed to find the weakest aura.
Locating a single human in a castle filled with tingling demonic energy wasnt difficult for Seira.
The demonic energy is concentrated in one place.
The first floor of Dawn Castle. The main hall.
Bang-
See, I told you guys shed find us.
In the vast hall, there was a lone dining table, with Shiron sitting against a backdrop of a blizzard-ravaged snowfield. Nurous demons, ridiculously dressed as maids, were bowing to the boy.
Sit down. The food will get cold.
Whats going on? What did you talk about?
Do I have to say it for you to understand?
Shiron chuckled and shook his head.
We were betting on whether youd run away in your underwear. As you can see, I won the bet.
I believed in you, young master.
A blonde demon bragged, holding a handful of silver coins.
Hurry up and sit. I prepared at for you this ti.
Seira stared blankly at the table. Though there were fewer varieties than at the mansion in the imperial city, there was certainly no lack of food. It was embarrassing to even compare it to the hard bread with margarine she had eaten yesterday? Was it yesterday?
Theres a lot you want to ask, but lets eat first. I cant think straight when Im hungry lately. My blood sugars low.
Shiron tore into a piece of at with a bone in it.
Why is he so carefree?
Seira frowned.
Despite being guarded by demons, the boys attitude was too relaxed. Even knowing Seiras identity, his composure was baffling
Seira dipped her little finger in the soup to taste it.
No poison good.
Thats a bit too much.
Who would be foolish enough to serve poisoned food to a future comrade? Shiron sighed heavily and said that.
Comrade. Those words made Seiras eyes widen.
Comrade? Whos your comrade?
Are you suffering from dentia? You said it yourself a week ago that youd beco my comrade. Are you planning to feign ignorance?
A week?
Seiras eyes opened wide.
Has that much ti passed?
Yeah. You were sleeping like a log.
Plop-!
Shiron took out a bottle of sparkling wine and poured it into a glass. Seira didnt understand why such a young boy was so adept at pouring alcohol, but she didnt want to dwell on it.
Wait, when did I agree to beco your comrade? Stop lying!
If you dont believe , try casting a spell on .
What?
Cast a spell. I wont dodge.
Shiron, having finished his sparkling wine, opened his chest towards Seira.
Kid, youre going to kill yourself. You think I cant do it?
Seira shifted her gaze from Shiron to the demons around.
What?
But for so reason, the demons remained motionless. Even Yuma, standing behind, quietly bowed his head.
Ah, go ahead and shoot.
Huh.
Seira closed her eyes tightly and extended her finger.
Whoosh- A small fireball ford in her hand. Fireball. It was one of the weakest spells she could cast, but it had enough power to leave a minor burn on the boy.
Fwoosh- The small fireball flew towards Shiron. But the fireball didnt hit him.
Snick-
The fireball disappeared, emitting smoke, and a smile appeared on Shirons lips.
What the
What do you an? Its the Manas Oath.
Oath?
Yes.
Shiron put his little finger on his forehead and touched his tongue with his thumb. Seira didnt know what that gesture ant, but she understood it was extrely important.
I made a Manas Oath to tell you how I know you.
I did that?
Even I was surprised. Who would have thought, in that situation, youd suddenly agree to a Manas Oath.
Really?
Of course.
I dont rember.
You must have fainted right after. If you dont rember, Ill tell you again.
Shiron took a few steps back and cleared his throat.
I know you were a companion of the hero 500 years ago. This is information I know, thanks to my prophetic abilities. Soon, the Demon God will descend. We have no choice but to fight, right?
Lies.
Seira chewed her lip. She thought she heard him say sothing incredible about prophetic power, but a bigger fact jumped out from the boys mouth.
The descent of the Demon God? That terrible thing was coming again? Seiras eyes were filled with shock.
The Demon God is dead. Kyrie killed him. I saw it clearly. The overwhelming demonic energy engulfing the world disappeared in an instant You should have seen it yourself
Then why hasnt the curse on you disappeared?
Thats a curse activated by death
No, absolutely not.
Shiron smirked, holding back a laugh. In [The Forgotten Magician Seira VOL.2] expansion pack, Seira killed the Demon God and was saved. Since it revealed the nature of Seiras curse, Shiron could speak with certainty.
Anyway.
Shiron walked towards Seira, now holding a purple staff in his hand.
I can rember you. Isnt that reason enough for you to cooperate with ?
Uh, uh.
Seira narrowed her eyes and looked at the staff.
This scene felt familiar yet different.
Yura.
Despite having only the hair color in common with that gentle woman, Seira recalled a friend long gone in the rough boy.
Hugos mansion.
Eldrina received a letter that flew into the mansion.
The sender was the Imperial Central Bank and the aura wafting from the letter was ominous.
Eldrina cautiously opened the letter.
Four million, eight hundred eighty-nine thousand?
What in the world?
A disaster nad a bill had descended upon the mansion.
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