Although they returned to Dawn Castle in an instant thanks to Ophilias ability, the journey back was sowhat primitive. Just because they had acquired Seira, a teleportation user, it didnt an they could teleport directly to Rien.
During the bumpy carriage ride, Seira gave Shiron a lecture on magic to pass the ti.
Teleportation is not an all-powerful magic.
Yeah. I know that.
Do you? Then you must also know that you need to know the exact coordinates of where you are and where you want to go, right?
No. I didnt know that.
Well thats no fun.
But Seiras lecture was often cut short like this.
Contrary to Seiras enthusiastic explanation of magic, Shiron seed to have little interest, not focusing on her. He was just looking at the scenery, moving towards a place suitable for teleportation.
Such a strange kid.
Seira felt sowhat hurt and pouted.
Shirons attitude seed like he was just responding enough to keep the conversation going.
Even a well-educated noble child should have a natural curiosity about the unknown, especially for sothing like teleportation that defies the laws of the world.
Its not just his attitude thats strange.
Seira, resting her chin on her hand, stared intently at Shiron.
The information he knows is full of holes. Its superficial, like sothing picked up here and there.
Seira analyzed the conversations she had with Shiron. However, her interest wasnt born of suspicion. The power of prophecy was an ability that even Seira, who had lived for hundreds of years, had never heard of.
It was natural for Seira, who had a scholarly inclination, to be curious.
Im curious about sothing. Can I ask you?
No. Dont.
You said you have the power of prophecy. So, how far can you see?
I told you not to.
Shiron looked at Seira with irritation.
During their journey from the Makal Mountains, where Dawn Castle was located, to Elmo Gorge, Seiras questions never ceased. Shiron, feeling the need to befriend Seira, answered her questions half-heartedly, but sharing about the power of prophecy was another matter. He didnt want to reveal too much.
Why are you so secretive for a kid? Cant you just tell ?
However, Seira was not the type to shrink back just because a re child glared at her. She crossed her arms in a huff, unintentionally creating a provocative scene.
I also made a Manas Oath. You cant even handle mana, so you cant make an oath. Dont you think thats unfair? Hmm? Just tell once, clearly. I can keep secrets.
Nope. Definitely not telling.
Shiron tried to smirk and mock her but then he stopped. The disappointnt filled his heart with a heavy feeling.
This woman. Shes nothing like in the ga. Isnt she too childish for her age?
One needed to experience things firsthand, right? The Seira Shiron had encountered these past few days was a shockingly different character. Gone was the enlightened aura from the ga, and despite being over 500 years old, she seed more childish than Lucia.
Lucia at least pretended to be adult-like. Why is soone over 500 years old acting so childish?
Eh.
What? Why the sigh?
I can tell you this. Your current self is nothing like what I imagined.
Whats wrong with my appearance?
Seira asked, alternatingly crossing her legs.
Honestly, am I not pretty?
What?
What was she talking about all of a sudden? Shiron looked slightly dazed. As Shiron showed his confusion, a faint smile appeared on Seiras face.
Ill guess why you sighed.
You sighed because my real self is prettier than what you saw in your prophecy. Its clear.
What kind of nonsense is that?
Dont pretend its not true.
Seira shrugged her shoulders and winked.
You just glanced at my chest a while ago. Who do you think youre fooling? You cheeky kid. Your blushing face says it all.
Damn it.
Shiron buried his face in his hands. But this was not to hide his blushing face. Rather, slightly, slightly dizzy, he was trying to freshen up.
Shirons face was not flushed at all.
Young master, weve arrived.
While they were engaged in such a silly conversation, Yuma, who was sitting in the drivers seat, spoke.
Elmo Gorge.
An unexplored ether mine was located there.
Before Shiron could even get out, Seira had already stepped off the carriage.
As expected, Yuma. You brought exactly to the place I wanted? As always, your ticulous nature
You.
Yuma frowned deeply, cutting off Seira.
Dont act like were close.
Yuma walked past Seira to Shirons side. While straightening her slightly disheveled clothes, she continued,
I heard. Youve been trying to cast mind-control magic on the young master every ti, havent you? I still dont trust you. If it werent for the young master, you would be dead by now.
Yuma, its okay.
Young master, Im worried. Why would you make such a woman your companion? Although she might be slightly more skilled in magic than , her deanor is indecent, and her dress is frivolous.
Yuma turned her head sharply to glare at Seira. Her gaze seed to freeze the elf in place.
Her morals are also questionable. She volunteered to be a slave, taking pleasure in serving powerless humans. Thats perverse, isnt it?
No, thats not it!
What isnt it?
After straightening Shirons clothes, Yuma stood upright. She was slightly taller than Seira, her eyes sharply focused.
You just spewed out vulgar words at the young master, talking about your chest and calling him cheeky. Even the most frivolous child among the guardians of Dawn Castle refrains from speaking in front of the young master.
At least, if you are a lady, not a wanton woman, please mind your behavior. Shouldnt soone standing beside the hero act with so decorum?
Yumas rebuke poured out, and Seira couldnt retort, closing her mouth tightly.
Indeed, Yumas words werent wrong. Looking back, Seira might have been a bit too unrestrained.
But she never indulged in her life as a plaything with evil intentions.
Being a slave, serving her master, and revealing her identity in tis of crisis to lend a helping hand.
She did cast mind control magic, but it was only once at the auction, and in the end, everyone shed tears of gratitude for Seira.
The buyers were happy to have their crises resolved, and Seira was pleased to receive praise from the people.
So, isnt it ultimately a good thing if no one is at a loss?
But Seira didnt voice this thought aloud. Playing the role of a slave hiding her power was a tactic she could use because people easily forgot about her.
However, now there was this child, Shiron, who rembered everything about her behavior.
Kid, stand here.
Not wanting to beco an object of ridicule, Seira quietly prepared to teleport.
Shiron turned around to look at Yuma.
Since Seiras teleportation could only accommodate one person, Encia had already departed for the mansion earlier. Now, it was ti for Seira to part ways with Yuma.
Yuma. Thanks for everything.
Its nothing. It was my duty.
Yuma, who had worn a cold expression just monts ago, now gave Shiron a warm smile.
Seira didnt dare to interrupt their farewell. It wasnt because she was dumbstruck by Yumas contrasting behavior, but rather because she was seeing a side of Yuma she had never seen before.
Where did that venom go? Now shes acting like a mother.
Take a deep breath. You might feel a bit dizzy.
Mana swirled as Seira placed her hand on Shirons shoulder.
The destination was a corner of the mansion.
Shiron, feeling slightly dizzy, leaned against the wall for support. Despite struggling to maintain his balance, he clenched his teeth and tried to stand straight.
Returning to the mansion did not an that everything was resolved.
Shiron wiped his cold sweat and looked at Seira.
Do as I said yesterday.
Alright.
Seira activated polymorph to transform into the appearance of Elise.
And release the mind control you cast on Siriel.
I didnt cast it other than that ti.
Shiron took deep breaths to calm himself and started walking slowly.
Is there soone strong in this mansion?
Yes.
Seira concentrated her energy-sensing abilities. The aura at the center of the mansion was as strong as Yumas.
Thats good.
Shiron walked towards the main building instead of the annex. He needed to et Hugo to catch up on missed conversations and discuss future plans.
But isnt this too troubleso? Do we really need to go this far?
You might not understand, but I feel greatly indebted to my uncle. He was like a father to ; how can I be so disrespectful?
I see.
Arriving at Hugos office, Shiron took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
-Co in.
A heavy voice granted permission from the other side of the door.
Its been a long ti, Uncle.
Shiron bowed deeply to Hugo.
What brings you here this ti?
Was it because Shiron had disappeared from the mansion without a word? Hugos voice towards Shiron seed sowhat cold.
I plan to leave the mansion for a while.
Is it because of the bill?
The bill?
Yes. Youve spent quite a lot.
Hugo handed Shiron a piece of paper. It was an ordinary credit card statent. However, Shiron wasnt concerned about it at the mont and tucked the paper away. He had no intention of paying off the debt imdiately since it had no fixed due date.
More importantly.
Dont worry about it. I can pay it off myself.
Shiron spoke confidently to Hugo. Then Seira, who had been standing behind in the guise of Elise, stepped forward. Hugo, who had not let his guard down around Seira, now had a shadow over his face.
Who are you?
I am Seira Ror. The greatest magician and seeker of truth in a thousand
Slap!
Seira turned around, feeling a stinging pain on her buttock.
What the Why did you hit !
Why are you being so rude? Cant you speak politely?
Im over six hundred years old! How can I speak respectfully to a human whos hundreds of years younger than
Slap!
Dont talk back. Im using formal language. Why are you using informal language?
Hugo watched their exchange with a grim expression. Given the way they talked, their relationship seed unusual. He had prepared to strictly reprimand his nephew following Eldrinas request, but now it all seed futile.
Uncle.
Yes.
Anyway, I plan to leave the mansion for a few years. Ill return by the ti of my coming-of-age ceremony. Dont worry too much. And um
Shiron fiddled with his lips as if choosing his words.
Is there anything youre curious about?
He had intended to talk about Hugos death, but it seed he needed more ti to prepare himself ntally.
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