Episode 56
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Walter the Bloodthirsty was ultimately nothing more than the Marquis of Yuris’s discarded puppet. Walter could not possibly have known that he was nothing more than an abandoned puppet until the very end.
“Captain of the 6th Unit of the Black Red Training Corps… … .”
Dale opened his mouth softly, and Sepia turned to him in surprise.
“How do you know that name?”
You can’t just say that you knew it from your past life memories.
“Today, the Bloody Ball came to the Academy in person.”
“… … !”
That’s why Dale answered. The truth about the Black Red Training Corps that the Bloody Ball had told him. And the fact that the ‘Emperor’ was trying to silence those who knew the truth about the Black Red Training Corps.
As for the scenery seen from the world of the Blood Ball, and the fact that he proposed a ‘new bond of blackness’ to Dale, he remained silent.
“… … It must certainly be an awkward truth from the Empire’s perspective as well.”
Sepia answered blandly.
“No matter what, it’s really annoying to plan a plan using our hands.”
“With Lady Sepia by my side, I was confident that I could defeat Walter the Bloodthirsty.”
Walter, the bloodthirsty Walter, must have been certain that he would never be able to defeat Sepia. Walter had simply fallen into the bloodthirsty Duke’s trap, and in a sense, even Dale and Sepia were no exception to his rule.
“… … That man is truly incredibly dangerous.”
“I agree.”
Dale also nodded without denying. After nodding, he looked around.
The frozen land of crystals. Snow elf wizard, world of sepia.
The world of the wizard is like a barrier that does not allow others to invade. A barrier made up of imaginary landscapes. Therefore, when a wizard consciously develops his own world, there are only two meanings.
One, when facing an enemy that must be eliminated with all one’s might.
Second, when dealing with someone you can truly reveal your world to.
In the present case, both would apply.
“… … Thank you for protecting me, Miss Sepia.”
Her world is a place where only Dale and Sepia exist. Sepia doesn’t respond right away to Dale’s words. She just responds with her usual affectionate and kind smile.
“It’s a truly beautiful world.”
Dale said, looking out across the horizon at the crystal-like frozen ground that stretched out without a speck of dust.
“When I first glimpsed your world as a master and as a wizard. When I saw the horizon of loneliness and emptiness you must be feeling… … .”
As always, as a kind and compassionate teacher.
“I thought it was very similar to my world.”
At Sepia’s words, Dale took a deep breath. It was as she said. Sepia’s world. A crystal-colored horizon with nothing. A world of thoughts built by her as she left her homeland as an exile and wandered the earth in the body of a snow elf.
Only then did Dale finally understand. She, too, was like him.
Two men and women with a cold loneliness. Dale’s young age and Sepia’s age as an elf were no obstacles in front of them.
The world of ideas is ultimately a landscape of the mind, and now the two people were understanding each other’s minds.
That was why Dale stretched out his arms and silently embraced the elven wizard of the sixth circle. Dale was not the only one suffering from the cold loneliness in the frozen land of crystal.
“… … I like you, teacher.”
Dale said.
“So please wait a little longer.”
He carefully lifted her leg and kissed her cheek.
“… … !”
“Until I become a man worthy of you.”
After kissing her, I looked up at Sepia’s face.
“Yeah, yeah… … .”
There was Sepia, blushing and prickling her elf ears. As if she had forgotten that the person in front of her was an 11-year-old child.
After a hug, Dale pulls away.
“if.”
After putting some distance between them, Dale asked back.
“Wasn’t there really any need to wait?”
Sepia’s expression, which had figured out the meaning, turned bright red again. Even the elf’s ears, which had perked up, were turning red.
“… … It’s noisy.”
At Sepia’s nursery rhyme, Dale smiled softly.
“Teacher Sepia.”
After smiling, he muttered as if it were someone else’s business.
“Your defensive range is surprisingly wide.”
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The world of ideas unfolds as two magicians, one red and one blue, clash. And the world of ideas unfolded by high-ranking magicians above the elder level can perform the function of a barrier in itself.
An impromptu arena where you can compete without worrying about being disturbed by others.
In other words, it is impossible to destroy it from the outside until the sorcerer releases it by his own will.
To force it to happen, the intervention of a wizard of equal or greater skill is required.
And those who are capable of that are probably less than a hundred people in the entire continent.
So when the two wizards of the 6th Circle, Walter the Flame and Sepia, clashed, Lord Vale of Baskerville could only wait.
Just then, Dale and Sepia showed up. Thank goodness.
In addition, ‘Walter the Bloodthirsty’ became prey to the Shadow Lurker, and not even his flesh and bones could be found.
“Prince Dale, are you safe?”
“I am safe, Lord Veil.”
Dale answered, leaving Sepia’s face reddened.
“What about the damage to our knights?”
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“There were some injuries, but fortunately there were no casualties.”
“Yeah, that’s good.”
Dale nodded blandly.
“I never thought the elders of the Red Tower would attack… …!”
An act of inviting the ‘Successor of the Black Tower’ to the Imperial Academy and attacking that successor.
The improbable event actually happened. It was a major act that could have shaken the rest of the Magic Tower and the entire empire. If Sepia had not been there, even Dale would have had no chance against an elder-level wizard. At least that was how Lord Bale saw it.
Rather, in that place where there is no need to be conscious of other people’s gaze, you can’t even dare to imagine what Dale would look like when he gives it his all.
“… … Fortunately, the Saxon knights were not injured, so I will handle today’s matters separately.”
Dale said.
“Until further orders are given, all knights, including the knights, are to remain silent about today’s events.”
“Ha, haona, lord!”
“Lord Veil. This is my command as the eldest son of the House of Saxony.”
“… … Respect your name.”
Dale dismissed Lord Bale’s words, preventing him from spouting off any more.
‘Because of my song, the knights of Saxony could have been involved.’
Dale clicked his tongue and quickly turned his head away.
But even so, Dale had never expected that they would attack so ignorantly. And especially at a time when Dale was so shaken up.
“… … .”
I thought of the ‘landscape of the Earth’ that Marquis Yuris had shown me before. How could that landscape be reflected in the mental world of the Bloody Ball? And what on earth happened there after I disappeared?
──The wizard revealing his world had an absolutely serious meaning.
The world of ideas was the landscape and imagery of the wizard’s mind, in other words, it was like allowing others to glimpse into his mind.
As Sepia once did to Dale.
Either 100% deny or affirm the other person. There are only two options. There are no exceptions.
‘Surely you know my true identity… … .’
After thinking about it, I quickly shook my head.
‘No, absolutely not.’
If he had really known Dale’s true identity, the Bloody Ball’s actions would not have stopped at this level. Dale clearly remembered the way the Bloody Ball had treated him in his previous life.
And at that time, he never showed the ‘world of ideas’ to his previous life self. He never even brought up the story of Earth.
He, who never allowed himself to be touched in his previous life, changed his mind after becoming the eldest son of the House of Saxony?
‘No way.’
Bloody Ball doesn’t know Dale’s true identity. Of that, he was sure.
In other words, they really want to join hands with the ‘Black Prince’.
By showing his true feelings and affirming with all his might the existence of Dale, who will later become the Black Tower Lord, he hopes for a ‘new bond between black and red’.
So what exactly is the purpose that the Bloody Duke is trying to achieve through the new Black and Red bond? What exactly is the ‘ultimate power and truth’ that he speaks of? What is the Emperor of the Empire aiming for in silence?
My head was very complicated.
But after thinking about it that far, I quickly shook my head. There was nothing I needed to think about right now. The only thing I needed to do was to get out of this damned zodiac and return to the Duchy of Saxony.
My life as a student at an academy that wasn’t even in my fortune ended here.
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At that time, the Duchy of Saxony.
Just as Dale, the successor of the Black Tower Lord, had come to the Zodiac for the purpose of exchanging ideas with the Red Tower Lord… …the ‘son’ of Marquis Yuris, the Bloody Duke, was there.
In the Duke of Saxony’s office.
Ray Yuris.
Strictly speaking, he is not a blood son. He is an adopted son whom Marquis Yuris took in for ‘some reason’. And the Black Duke was one of the few who knew that reason.
Bloody Ball took in dozens of children with magical talents, and they all killed each other until the last one passed the test and survived. He is the only legitimate child.
He survived and succeeded in making his presence known to the world as the son of the Marquis Yuris.
Although, like Dale, he is not active enough to be famous throughout the empire. He is rather hidden in the shadows, acting on behalf of the Bloody Duke’s will.
That’s why the expression on the black ball’s face as it looked at Ray didn’t show even a hint of emotion.
Far away, beyond the influence of the Empire, on the Eastern Continent, across the Sea of Death, there exists a poison called Godok (蠱毒).
It involves filling a jar with poisonous insects, making them eat each other, and filtering out the last one to extract the most perfectly purified poison.
Ray Uris was exactly that last loneliness. Even if he were a child the same age as Dale, it wouldn’t have made any difference.
“Your Majesty the Black Lord.”
Ray opened his mouth.
“As you know, your father and His Majesty the Emperor wish for the same thing as Your Excellency the Black Duke.”
What they want.
“Speak.”
The black magician opened his mouth indifferently. As the best black magician on the continent.
“We have a list of hardliners from the Black Tower who are cooperating with our Red Tower.”
“… … .”
At Ray’s words, a moment of confusion crossed Black Ball’s expression.
“What do you want in return?”
It wasn’t Black’s way to drag out the story unnecessarily.
“The Devil’s Unit, the Black and Red Training Corps.”
Ray answered.
“His Majesty the Emperor wishes for the Black Red Corps’ actions during the war to be completely erased.”
“… … .”
“And coincidentally enough, among the hardliners of the Black Tower, there are several vice-captains of the Black Red Priesthood.”
“Hand over the list of hardliners who are cooperating with the Red Tower.”
“I’m glad we can communicate quickly.”
Ray Yuris smiled and bowed his head at Black Ball’s words.
Hardliners who join hands with the Red Tower and resist the Black Ball regime. They are the ones who must be killed anyway.
Even if the list includes ‘targets of silence who remember the corruption of the Black Red Prisoners’, nothing will change.
