Youngest Scion of the Mages Chapter 44

The Magician’s Youngest Son Chapter 44

A vision appeared in Larsen’s eyes. Rather than a fantasy, a ‘setup’ imbued Larsen with memories of Evelia. Evelia’s settings.

Evelia’s mind was read.

[I don’t want to kill you.]

She didn’t want to kill anyone.

Because she was born with more talent than anyone else, she should have killed a lot of people.

to prove one’s strength. To show that he has magical powers that can overwhelm his brothers.

[I want to save it.]

But she killed it. The figures of the forces that challenge the Mayton family. Even innocent people shouting anti-Maiden.

[Still, this is right.]

I didn’t want to kill people, but I had a belief that it was right.

So she had blood on her hands. His achievements as a wizard only increased as time went on. At the young age of 25, she completed a whopping 7 circles.

And it won’t be long before you complete the 8th circle.

However, as the magic was completed, her inner self collapsed even more.

Larsen checked the ‘setup’. Ibelia’s setting filled in by the underworld.

[She loved everything about Mayton. She hated Mayton’s succession war. He hated the war and blood shed by his beloved Maiton blood relatives.

So she decided to do her best to become a family head. She vowed to become the true ruler herself, and to stop her brothers’ wars. For that, she needed overwhelming magical power. power for peace.

Evelia was a wizard who longed for it.]

Larsen was speechless for a moment.

‘Is this Evelia’s settings?’

Ibelia’s actions were described without much thought. And until the end, when she was called the last sorceress and gave her life for the Maiton family, which had nothing left.

‘This setting is… … It infuses all those actions with probability.’

I remembered the contents of the 10-year ceremony. In the 10th year, Ibelia said that she hunted the ‘Evil Spirit Balrog’.

It was a much more difficult mission than the other brothers had undertaken. Because he should have done it against a monster, not a human. Even so, he hunted monsters without killing people.

‘Because many of the things I described without much thought were real to them.’

When I wrote ‘I killed a person’ in writing, it wasn’t that hard. Because it’s just text.

Because it’s just a novel. I didn’t have to go that far into the psychology of the characters.

[At least flowers don’t hurt people.]

Those words struck me somehow. For some reason, I felt sorry for Evelia, the character.

said Larsen.

“If I want to become stronger and protect my sister, would it be arrogance?”

“me?”

Evelia hahaha! She laughed out loud. It was the biggest laugh Larsen had ever seen from Evelia.

“You want to protect me? It’s the first time I’ve heard it in my life.”

It wasn’t really funny, but Ibelia enjoyed it.

I never thought I would hear these words from blood relatives, not from anyone else. Anyway, a 10-year-old’s answer was enough.

“help. I have to get permission from my father.”

“I don’t think you will allow it.”

Externally, isn’t it like the successor of a famous family of magic being held hostage by a famous family of swordsmanship?

From the outside, it looks like a master of magic is bowing down to a master of swordsmanship. People will judge it that way.

“I will convince my father.”

* * *

Kashin’s birthday party was held. At Kashin’s request, the birthday party wasn’t very grandiose. Of course, it could be said that it was already grandiose in that people from the famous martial arts and magic families participated.

The head of the Seid family, Carcia, said with a smile.

“haha. Have a good time.”

For the children’s party, all the adults moved out of their seats.

Thanks to this, only Larsen, Lydia, Kashin, and Rosalyn, as well as boots and maids to help them, remained.

A traditional Korean-style building built on a large pond.

It looks like Gyeonghoeru in Gyeongbokgung Palace. Kashin’s birthday party was held here.

Here, Larsen could feel it again.

‘The real setting must have been rough.’

In other words, this is Gyeonghoeru. But the music is classical.

piano. violin. cello. flute. Etc. I think there should be haegeum and gayageum. It wasn’t bad anyway. The clothes, the music, and the lifestyle were not much different from those of today.

‘I thought I would wear a hanbok.’

I wore a tuxedo, not a hanbok. She was also a little cute with Kashin wearing a red bow tie.

Classical music played live.

And the kids gathered here.

Lydia opened her mouth wide.

“wow! The cake is so big!”

Lydia wore a red dress, and I wonder where else she could get a dress like that. It felt like watching her nieces and nephews party, and she was a little happy.

“The cake has five layers, Larsen!”

“okay.”

“no! Larsen! Isn’t the 5th floor interesting? It’s on the 5th floor!”

“Interesting.”

“Is that magic?”

To Lydia, it seemed more strange that the cake had 5 layers rather than making sparks with magic. While cutting the cake, the classical melody suddenly changed to the song ‘Happy Birthday’.

In this world, the song ‘Happy Birthday’ also existed. I was able to realize once again that it is a world where many things are jumbled up in many ways.

And the time of the gift giving in progress. Lydia held out a pebble she had found somewhere.

“This is what my dad gave me. They say it’s a pebble that brings good luck.”

Rosalyn, the only daughter of a master of martial arts, held out a box wrapped in red wrapping paper. She said politely, in an manner uncharacteristic of an eight-year-old.

“This is a gift that contains the heart and sincerity of me and my family.”

“Thank you, Rosalyn.”

At that, Rosalyn was a bit happy.

While treating Larsen and Lydia comfortably, he used extremely respectful titles only for himself. So he didn’t like it. I felt like an outcast among my peers. But he is comfortable talking to himself.

He said while hiding his joy.

“you’re welcome. I’m glad I could give you a gift.”

Larsen waited in silence. Finally, it was Larsen’s turn.

“Kashin. I didn’t prepare a separate present.”

“huh.”

Larsen and Kashin met each other’s eyes. Cassin’s heart started pounding. Kashin’s birthday present has already been promised. This was a fact both Lassen and Kashin knew.

“… … .”

Larsen felt a chill run down his spine. The main character of that Munchkin novel keeps obsessing over the dance.

once he spoke

“Instead of that. What did you do to call it a gift? I’m thinking of staying here and continuing to perform the dance.”

“huh?”

Cassin tilted his head, unable to understand the words for a moment.

“here? my house?”

“huh. I will get permission from my father.”

“really?”

Kashin did not give much thought to interests or the position of his family. He doesn’t think about politics like that. Because he is the main character in the novel. Because he is an unreal person.

Kashin was genuinely amused.

“It is an unexpected gift.”

“It was pretty good?”

“uh. of course. Time with friends is always fun.”

“You tell the lord. I will come with the Mayton family’s permission.”

Sayid’s permission is very easy. After all, they are ‘a family set up in an ideal world’. You don’t even have to convince me. The problem is Mayton.

There were two goals.

‘Kashin on my side.’

You have to do it that way from a young age. That way, even in the worst case scenario, Larsen’s own life could be saved.

‘And this is where Magner’s honeydew is skipped.’

In this way, writer Cha Seong-min began to develop the other side of the world in his own way.

* * *

Kashin’s birthday party is over.

Cassin came out of the gate to see me off and waved.

“Lassen! You must come quickly!”

“okay. I’ll be back soon.”

Larsen and Evelia headed for the movement gateway. Meanwhile, Rosalyn walked quietly beside him, peeping at Larsen.

‘It’s definitely not the Larsen I knew.’

I sincerely apologized and Rosalyn accepted the apology. said Larsen.

“Next time we meet, I want to see you smiling.”

Larsen held out his hand. Rosalyn held her hand as if she couldn’t win. And he said bluntly.

“I see what you do.”

“thank you. Forgive me.”

He also broke up with Rosalyn. She took the transit gate and headed for Mayton Street. She is with Ivelia. As soon as she arrived at Mayton Street, she found the main building.

‘I’m the youngest. Do you know how dangerous it is?’

It’s a risky deal from Evelia’s point of view. When her father gets angry, there is no one in the Mayton family to take on that anger.

In Evelia’s opinion, Larsen was about to ask an absurd favor.

So I decided to watch. How the youngest deals with his father. To help is to help.

Larsen headed to Decatra’s room.

Bubbly.

Larsen’s footsteps echoed through the long hallway.

The time is 10:00 at night.

An owl chirped outside the hallway.

Food Duck!

I heard the flapping of the owl’s wings.

The magic lamp on the wall of the hallway was extremely bright, but the atmosphere of the hallway itself felt dark.

He raised his hand to knock. But the door opened by itself. Larsen took a step. Decatra’s room was spacious.

‘It’s about the size of a fairly large apartment.’

A structure in which a room is connected to another room within a room.

There was a large table on one side, and there was a large cypress bathtub in the back.

I walked past tables and sofas. As I walked further inside, I saw a spacious dressing room, and across it, I saw Decatra’s study.

Decatra was sitting in the study.

“I heard everything I reported to Evelia.”

For a moment, Larsen felt a certain mana enveloping the entire room. It was as if a spatial isolation magic was unfolding to block this place from the outside world.

Larsen’s heart began to pound.

“I don’t need a greeting. Didn’t you say you wanted to entrust yourself to the Seid family?”

“yes. That’s right.”

“You know what it looks like from the outside.”

The son of a renowned master of magic sends his son to the master of swordsmanship. that’s the act of bending over. Because you’re giving a pawn.

“If you make such an offer to me, it must mean that you have reasons to convince me.”

“That’s right.”

“If you can’t convince me, I will consider you and the family I lead an insult.”

You insulted Mayton and Decatra? The result is death. Larsen swallowed.

‘I just need to do what I practiced.’

The absolute that is read through the text and the absolute that is seen with the eyes are really different.

In the novel, I used the expression ‘the hamstrings are numb and urine leaks out’, but experiencing this with my own body made my head turn white.

So, I constantly simulated and practiced this situation. Even if your head hardens, your mouth will remember. for the body to remember.

“Do you remember the swordsman?”