Episode 12
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The Marquis de Valantier’s meal times were always fixed.
Breakfast is at 9:00, lunch is at 1:00, and dinner is at 6:00.
Of course, the Marquis does not eat alone.
The Marchioness, her second daughter, and her eldest daughter, Elizabeth, would all gather together to dine, and of course, that word “all” did not include Jack.
The Marquis didn’t even invite Jack to dinner, let alone his second son, Peylon, and if we were to even mention the Marchioness, it would be a waste of pages.
The current time is 6 o’clock.
In the main dining room, everyone except Jack was seated, and the maids began to carry out steaming dishes one by one.
As usual, a heavy atmosphere prevails.
As the meal was about to continue, a man entered the restaurant.
“The country hasn’t even fallen, so why is the atmosphere so gloomy?”
Elizabeth jumps up from her seat, and the expressions of the Marquis and Marchioness subtly frown.
“But it’s the Marquis’s precious three-legged throne, so there’s no way there’s not a single seat left, right?”
Jack grinned.
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What is a mana user?
It wasn’t really anything special.
It is a general term for those who literally use mana.
Mana was a type of natural energy floating in the air, the source of which no one knew.
It just existed like air, and we just used and utilized it.
The way Mana users use Mana is simple.
First of all, they commonly create a circle in their heart and gather mana into that circle.
There are two ways to use the mana you have gathered.
The first is to send the mana that emanates from the circle to the blood vessels throughout the body.
Immediately, the mana user gains abilities that surpass their original physical characteristics: heightened senses, heightened intelligence, and most importantly, heightened strength.
Naturally, the more circles you have, the greater the increase in ability.
This method is usually used by those who use physical attacks or weapons such as swords or spears.
The second is a method of giving form to mana by injecting it into a systematic formula.
These spells include Fireball, Ice Arrow, and Hellfire.
Ron is a 9th circle wizard, and Chick is a 4th circle swordsman.
The reason why it is divided into wizards and swordsmen is because of these two methods.
And I am a prosecutor.
It’s not that you can’t learn or use magic.
I took up the sword, I took revenge with the sword, and I commanded the world with the sword.
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The magic that is crucially needed is already engraved in my memory.
I am a prosecutor now and I will always be a prosecutor.
I slowly opened my eyes as I was lost in thought.
It feels very clear.
First of all, two circles surrounding my heart.
And Ron’s gaze, looking at me with a blank expression, is filled with bewilderment, confusion, and extreme confusion.
Oh, really.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Ron gulps as he stands up lightly.
“… … Two months.”
“Two months? What?”
“The time it took me to go from Circle 1 to Circle 2.”
It usually takes about 3 to 4 days for mana users to create their first circle.
Obviously, this can be considered basic, and is only the process of creating a basic base.
What matters is what happens after that.
Mana users who have completed the first circle open their eyes to a new world.
To be exact, I should say that I realized a new sense.
The sensation of mana floating in the air circulating throughout the body based on the circle of the heart, and the series of processes of becoming familiar with mana.
It is clearly a new world that ordinary people cannot even imagine.
Such mana users must go through a process of accepting mana as if it were air, without any sense of incongruity, in order to grow further and become stronger.
This is not an option, it is a necessity.
Of course, the process is by no means easy, unless you have regressed like me.
For example, most users estimate that it takes at least four months to go from Circle 1 to Circle 2.
But Ron said two months.
It’s definitely a great thing.
I said it with sincerity.
“It’s fast? That’s amazing.”
“… … I don’t think that’s something that someone who became a 2-circle mana user in just 5 hours should say.”
Well, it couldn’t take long since I’ve already done it in my past life.
Obviously, Ron’s case is different.
It’s different, but I don’t really want to talk about it right now.
Oh, and in my previous life, it took me about 6 days to go from Circle 1 to Circle 2.
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“What time is it now?”
“… … It’s 17:48, Your Majesty.”
There was only one thought in my head.
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rice.
I have to eat.
Ron, quick-witted, adds:
“Steak, should I prepare it? I just got some pretty good ones from the main restaurant.”
He shook his head.
“Are you eating in the main building right now?”
“Who is it? The Marquis?”
“uh.”
Ron asks with an anxious look.
“… … Are you going? There?”
A small laugh breaks out.
Should I say that Ron’s worried look is endearing?
I just feel good.
“I was going to tell them I was leaving tomorrow.”
“… … You’re not going to provoke the Marchioness, are you?”
This time, Ron didn’t answer his question.
He just gave me a vague smile.
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Beef Wellington, puddings and pies prepared with care by the most renowned chefs in the Marquisate.
Even grilled lamb ribs with a strong buttery flavor.
There was no separate Holy Communion.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was very quiet.
As a nobleman with a certain degree of formality, it was natural for him to be quiet while eating.
But that silence was broken the moment I picked up my spoon.
The dinner atmosphere quickly became a mess as I displayed the manners that a commoner, not a noble, would have displayed by greedily eating lamb with my hands and picking up pudding.
Eventually, the Marquis quietly put down his knife, his sister looked at me anxiously, and the Marchioness had several tendons sticking out on her forehead as if she was going to scream at any moment.
Oh. I almost forgot.
At some point, our lovely second child was unable to eat and was just gulping down saliva next to the Marchioness.
By the way.
“It’s edible, but not as good as what Ron made.”
It was a harsh review considering how greedily I ate, but what can I do when it’s true?
As I snicker and lean back in my chair, I feel a numb gaze.
When I turned my head, the Marquis was looking at me with an expressionless face.
“Did you come here because you had something to say?”
“If we really have to be picky, then yes, I guess so.”
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“… … You were so quiet, but now it seems like you’re nowhere to be seen.”
A hint of anger can be felt in the Marquis’ words.
Oh, really.
“Why are you getting so angry like that? It’s making the atmosphere awkward.”
“Who told you to come here!!”
The Marchioness, unable to bear it any longer, burst into anger.
“Wow, you’re still sober. Why is your voice so loud?”
“This guy!!”
“No, but rather, it’s not like I’m not supposed to come here. Even so, I’m the third son, the third son. I’m not even a stranger, but you’re getting so angry.”
“You really are!!”
The Marquis raises his hand to stop the Marchioness’ outburst.
And then he looks at me, as if telling me to say something.
Then you have to do it.
“I’m going to the academy tomorrow.”
The Marquis’s eyebrows narrow slightly, and the Marchioness glares at me as if she had heard about it in advance.
Among them, there was no one on my side except my older sister who looked at me with concern.
anyway.
“I can’t stay here for too long because this gloomy atmosphere is just not right. Anyway, I’ll be going to the academy tomorrow.”
“You’re leaving pretty early this time.”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to enjoy the good things here even if I stay a long time, so wouldn’t it be better to just leave early?”
“Good that you think so. Leave tomorrow.”
I didn’t mean to ask for permission.
Pick smiled and turned his gaze towards his second son who was still sitting there blankly.
“Oh, that’s right. Second son, I heard you haven’t been able to drink water lately?”
I picked up the bottle of wine next to me and pretended to hand it to my second child, who was looking at me with tired eyes.
“This is not water, it’s wine. Would you like to try some?”
“… … .”
“Why can’t you speak? Are you mute?”
The second one looked alternately at the Marchioness, the Marchioness, and me, then bowed his head.
And then he clenches his fists, as if he is letting out his anger.
This is not what I wanted, but the response is really bland.
He put the wine down on the table and added just one word.
“That guy is like X.”
Finally, the Marchioness abruptly stands up from her seat.
“You shameless brat!! Where the hell am I that you’re acting so cocky!!”
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I picked my ear with an expression on my face, wondering where the dog was barking.
“Hey, my appetite is gone, tsk.”
Ego.
I rubbed my ears with oily hands and it seems like oil got into my eardrums.
It’s fantastic, it ruins my appetite and makes my ears oily.
“You… … You really… … !”
Listening to the Marchioness’s trembling voice, I feel like my work here is over.
I just stood up from my seat.
Anyway, I said it clearly.
I’m leaving the writer’s house tomorrow.
Before leaving the restaurant, I turned my head and looked at the Marchioness.
The gaze that glared at me as if it was going to kill me was like the eyes of a poisonous snake.
I can see my image, however small, in the eyes of that poisonous snake.
I had a smile on my face like a kid my age might have.
Please, I hope you take this laughter as something that says, “Please kill me,” but I wonder if it came across properly.
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The day passed by in an instant.
Nothing special happened the day before, except for the fact that my older sister followed me and nagged me as soon as I arrived at the rose garden after dinner.
Current time is 09:20.
The Marquis was really going about his business as usual, as if nothing had happened.
How can it be so quiet when the third son of the Marquis family is leaving for the academy?
Still, perhaps because they had put some care into it, the carriage I was riding in was a top-class carriage.
My only impression was that the butt was soft.
I turned my head slightly out the open window.
The first thing I see is the soldiers escorting me.
Even though it was a distance that would take about a week, the troops escorting me were only 25 men.
20 soldiers, a 4th circle apprentice knight named Chick, a 6th circle knight named Legion who is in charge of the procession, two servants and a cook who will be in charge of the meals.
It was so shabby that it was almost shabby.
Besides, that guy named Rezong has an unusual look in his eyes when he looks at me.
I guess he must have heard something separately from the Marchioness.
I can’t see anything else since the chick next to me can’t even meet my eyes.
That convinced me.
That everything is happening roughly in the palm of my hand.
‘That’s why I’m in politics. These little pleasures are quite enjoyable.’
It was when I was enjoying such leisure time.
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