< 98. Second Heart (1) >
#98
Erzébet who had been rubbing under Ronan’s wing bones stopped his hand. she asked squinting.
“…Ronan. Did you have the original core?”
“ok?”
Ronan frowned at her. I wondered what nonsense he was talking about other than applying medicine well.
Core. Isn’t it a lump of mana that takes dozens of years to create even for those who aren’t under the damning curse? Ronan shrugged his eyebrows and shook his head.
“There is no such thing.”
“yes? Then this is…?”
Erzébet spread her palm again and touched the same spot. There was clearly something inside Ronan’s body. The movement of mana could be vividly felt in the core which was pulsing at a different beat than the heart.
‘It’s different from a normal core. what…?’
However it felt different from the cores I had seen so far. The method of managing mana was similar to the core but the method of accumulating mana was closer to the circle.
And if she was not mistaken Ronan’s core was not integrated with the heart but was separate. It felt like two hearts were beating but I had never seen anything like this. It was the car she was drooling over and contemplating.
“It’s hot.”
“Hey! sorry!”
Erzé Bet hastily took his hand away. I was so focused that I forgot to apply the medicine.
She quickly applied her potion to the remaining affected area. Her face lit up every time she felt the curve or elasticity of her muscles through her fingertips. It was a feeling I could never get used to.
‘It’s solid!’
Soon her treatment was over. Ronan’s wounds were completely healed within five minutes of applying her medicine.
Not only her burns but even the minor bruises and abrasions she had previously suffered were completely gone. She’s like a mad lion. Ronan laughed when he saw her unmarked skin.
‘The smell of money makes me dizzy. I’ll have to ask you to discuss it with Marya later.’
It was difficult to find something like this even in any large workshop. If the production system was corrected and proper sellers were found it would be possible to collect so many gold coins that one would surely die. Ronan wearing her clothes again looked at Ergébet and smiled.
“thanks. “Thanks to you I survived.”
“Hmm it’s no big deal.”
“It was applied meticulously. “I thought she would be reluctant to do something like this since she is a young lady but I was surprised.”
“It is the duty of nobles to help commoners in trouble…!”
As Erzébet said that she was unable to meet Ronan’s eyes. Her ears were red sticking out between her purple-black hair. She cleared her throat again and opened her mouth.
“Hmm anyway Ronan. “Something is strange.”
“Do you think it’s strange?”
“You know the core I mentioned earlier… I think you should check it out.”
Erzébet told me what she found out. In short it was said that something unusual like a tumor had developed near the heart. Even alive and writhing.
‘As expected that piece of toilet paper…!’
Ronan’s eyes widened. Suddenly he remembered the feeling of a foreign body inside his chest right after he grabbed the Vajra. He placed his hand over his heart and opened his mouth.
“…Am I going to die now?”
“Oh that’s probably not the case. “It’s because it’s so unique so if you go back to Phileon…”
“You’ve waited a long time.”
Ergé Bet was in the middle of continuing his speech. A familiar voice came from behind. When he turned his head he saw Aun Phila walking towards her wearing half-burnt robes.
Ayre and Tower Lord Lardan were guarding both sides of him. Ayre who had returned to her human form was holding a bundle of books in her hands. Ronan waved his hand.
“Oh are you here?”
“I’m sorry I’m late. “There is so much to sort out.”
“I know you went through a hard time.”
“Compared to you it was an inconvenient hardship.”
Ronan shook his head. Aun Pilar who fought the great fire all night looked haggard as if he would collapse at the slightest breeze. Even ten of his bodies would have been insufficient. Aun Pillar said.
“I don’t know what to say first. “Please accept my bow first.”
Suddenly Aun Pillar knelt down on one knee and bowed his head. Ronan’s face hardened. Erzsebet shouted in astonishment.
“Ta Top Mage?”
“Thanks to you we were able to welcome dawn again.”
Seeing that Aire was also taken aback it seemed like this was an action that had not been agreed upon in advance. Only the tower owner Lardan was smoothing his beard and wearing a dignified smile. Ronan frowned and growled ready to kick his ass at any moment.
“Why don’t you get up soon? “What is this person named Mabapju doing to embarrass me?”
The surrounding attention was focused. The wizards who were in the midst of recovering the damage stopped in bewilderment and looked at the top mages who were bowing to the boys and girls.
Either way it took a while for Aun Pilar to get up. He made eye contact with Ronan and opened his mouth.
“Thank you for saving the Dawn Magic Tower.”
“You’re stubborn about that.”
“I would like to express my gratitude once again. “I couldn’t say hello properly because I was so anxious on the sea.”
Lardan suddenly walked forward and bowed silently. He disappeared for a while and came back wearing a plain shirt and pants rather than the fancy robe of the Magic Tower Lord. Ronan realizing the meaning twisted his lips.
“…Do you think you won’t be able to find it?”
“okay. But there is no limit. “Because I hit it with all my might.”
Lardan laughed. Having lost all his mana he said he was planning to hand over the position of tower owner to Aunpila as soon as the situation was resolved.
He added that he was originally going to take responsibility for releasing Vajra’s seal and turn himself in but he was put on hold for a while due to the other wizards’ dramatic dissuasion. Aun Pillar said.
“We plan to hold a grand banquet as soon as the incident is resolved. Of course you are the main characters. Please rest well and wait.”
“Oh that might be a bit difficult. “I’m going back today.”
“that…! “How could you not stay a few more days?”
“First of all I’m a student. “If I’m late again this time the talking lion will put me in the oven and bake me with the cookies.”
Ronan explained the circumstances under which he had to return. Actually I didn’t mind going a few days later because I had already secured the grades but I didn’t want to put any additional pressure on busy people. Ergé Bet also quietly nodded his head next to him as if he had the same thoughts. Aun Pillar said with a sigh.
“Then…there’s nothing we can do.”
“Let’s have fun next time. “Then I will tell you what a banquet is.”
“But you should still accept this.”
Suddenly Aun Pillar was rummaging around in his arms and pulled out something. It was a very luxurious box used to store expensive accessories and inside were two sun-shaped badges.
The badge which appears to be made by cutting a whole diamond changes color depending on the angle at which it receives light. Not only did it look expensive but the energy oozing out was unusual. Erzsebet’s eyes widened.
“This is a first-class Magic Tower Medal…!”
“Is it good?”
“It’s not the level to discuss something like that. Even in my family almost no one has received it…!”
It was a medal given to those who made significant contributions to the Magic Tower regardless of status. Erzébet stammered like a slightly incompetent child as he explained the effects of the badge.
To be honest most of the words were unintelligible such as being able to officially enter most of the facilities at the Dawn Magic Tower and having the right to attend ‘High Lemien’ an exchange open only to high-ranking wizards.
“Anyway it’s good.”
Ronan shrugged. Seeing not just anyone else but Erzsebet the daughter of Akalusia making such a fuss it certainly seemed like it was not an ordinary item. Aun Fila said as he attached the badge to Ronan’s shirt collar.
“Of course even without these items your relationship with the Dawn Magic Tower will remain unchanged. But as you live you will feel it. “Most memories come from material things.”
“I agree with that too.”
“I have imprinted some magic on you so I hope you find it useful. Please accept it.”
Aun Pilar who subsequently gave Erzsebet a badge smiled softly. Ronan nodded her head.
“Then I won’t decline. What a shame Phila. “I have a favor to ask.”
“of course. “I will do anything I can.”
“This book. “Give it to me.”
Ronan said that and took out the Vajra from his back pocket. Everyone’s eyes except Ronan got so big that they almost seemed to pop out.
“That can’t be possible…!”
“yes. It’s Vajra. “Originally I was going to just take it with me but my conscience pricked me.”
“Now wait a moment. That’s difficult. “You know very well that it is no ordinary book.”
“Now it’s just an ordinary book. “Look.”
Suddenly Ronan picked up Vajra’s cover and started waving it around. The evil energy of the past was not felt in the black book fluttering helplessly. Aun Pillar sensing that the presence had actually disappeared carefully opened his mouth.
“…What do you plan on using it for?”
“I’m just… looking for something.”
Ronan did not say out loud that he would chase after the demon who wrote the book. Because they were too tired to accept such shocking information. Aun Pilar rested his forehead and sighed.
“…Good. “Take it.”
“As expected it is the next Topju download distribution.”
“However after you are finished using it please be sure to return it to the Magic Tower. “It is a dangerous book no matter how much one’s ego has disappeared.”
“It’s nagging to say the least. “Just trust me.”
Ronan patted his chest and rolled up Vajra again and stuffed it into his back pocket. They were about to go on an airship. Aire who had been standing still opened her mouth as if she had been waiting.
“Wait a minute I have something for you too!”
Aire held out the bundle she was holding. The bag which was as big as her adult body was filled with old books that were probably hundreds of years old.
“These are all books written by Sarante. There are many good books so take them and read them.”
“Sarante?”
This was another unexpected gift. If the books were written based on Sarante’s vast knowledge there would no doubt be many useful things.
“thank you. What are you going to do now? “You are now free.”
“I’ve been thinking about it but I plan to buy it and continue working. It was also Sarante’s request and…”
“and?”
“As expected I like books.”
Aire laughed bitterly. It was a sound that Sarante would have been very happy to hear. Ronan smiled and accepted the bundle.
“That’s good.”
“Come again. “At that time I will introduce you to many interesting books.”
“If possible please make it unrelated to the curse.”
After that conversation Ronan returned to Phileon. Erzsebet who still had a field trip scheduled remained at the Dawn Magic Tower. She waved her hand and saw Ronan off side by side with Sion de Grancia.
“Take care! And be sure to check the core!”
“Is this your sister’s fiancé?”
“What are you talking about now? “For me Adeshan is the only one…!”
Erzsebet lightly pulled both of Sion’s cheeks. Shion tilted her head.
“Ahehyan?”
Ronan chuckled at how she almost reminded him of her sister. She couldn’t imagine that they were the daughters of Akal Lucia and Grancia her enemies.
‘I hope we can use this opportunity to become closer friends.’
Even our combined efforts were not enough to prepare for her end. He happened to be riding the same airship Western Wing that he rode when he came to Magic Tower.
The captain recognized Ronan and made him sit in a special seat where only the royal family would sit. When I offered to pay for the boat he screamed and asked if I wanted to see him jump so I couldn’t do that.
This time no fireball flew. Aun Pillar transformed into a firebird escorted the airship until they left the airspace.
****
Ronan arrived at Phileon around noon the next day. Because she got enough rest she wasn’t very tired.
He was able to write and submit the club activity report with peace of mind. Ronan felt happy that his writing skills were improving the more he wrote.
-Peeee~
In his dream Marfez was also full and happy so the only person in Varen Panasir’s office who was not happy was Varen.
They were sitting facing each other at the table where they always talked and talking about this club’s activities. After carefully reviewing the report Varen turned to face Ronan and said.
“Okay Ronan. So…the story would be that you were at the center of the incident that occurred at the Dawn Magic Tower.”
“Well that’s right.”
“I accidentally entered a forbidden book area and was almost eaten by Vajra of Destruction one of the three banned books. I escaped dramatically despite being caught in the crosshairs of Hell Prominence and other top-tier flame magic… Do I understand correctly?”
“That’s accurate.”
Ronan nodded confidently. Varen took a sip of black tea with trembling hands and took a deep breath. He stretched out his furry finger and pointed to a black book lying on the table.
“That book… is the Baju of Destruction.”
“That’s right. Isn’t the real thing more ordinary than you think? “When I think of all the trouble I went through to get this it’s really…”
Ronan began to tell the story of the time he captured Vajra. A fairly realistic and exciting description followed but none of it caught Varen’s ears.
Clink! The teacup fell from his hand and shattered. Consciousness seemed to be far away. Varen’s large body leaned forward.
“Ahh….”
“What’s wrong with you all of a sudden?”
Varen barely stood with his hands on the table. Ronan approached with a concerned look on his face. Varen jumped up from his seat when he saw the Vajra in his hand.
“Huh! “Get it away!”
“Hey why are you yelling? “Frighten people.”
“Are you saying that? What on earth did you do to go do research and come back with something like that? I am…! I am…!”
“You used the potion well Varen. “It killed the effect.”
“Don’t talk back! “I have to make it clear this time. Please sit there!”
Varen was almost crying. He seemed to be in quite a bit of mental distress. While speaking passionately about the safety of students and the school he crouched down covering his face with both palms.
“Kuhuhuh…what would have happened if it had really gone wrong…?”
“shit. Is it possible to be that weak-hearted? “He’s a bit distracted.”
Varen did not answer. Only low sobs could be heard from beneath the mane. Ronan knew this would last for at least an hour.
‘I can’t help it.’
Ronan took out the gift he had prepared in advance and left the room. It was exactly two hours later that Varen gathered his thoughts and raised his head. Ronan had disappeared out of nowhere and a book was left on the table.
“…Hmm?”
It was a very old book that was yellowed. The cover of the book had a clear title: ‘Basic Herbalism’. Below it was written the name of the author.
“Sarante…Remation?”
Judging by the last name it was the name of an elf. Varen wiped his eyes and opened the book.
“This…!”
His eyes widened with each page he turned. The yellow parchment contained detailed instructions on how to use and grow herbs that he could not even imagine.
****
‘It would be good if you put it to good use. It was a good book. ‘
After leaving Varen’s office Ronan headed straight to the club building. The Vajra of Destruction which once terrorized the Empire was stuck in the back pocket of his pants in the form of a newspaper that was placed in every bathroom.
‘Those smart guys will figure out something.’
Ronan was thinking of throwing Vajra to Asher or Ophelia. He read it the entire way on the airship but all he could find was a list of things he couldn’t understand at all.
‘Now that I think about it… I should also ask about this tumor.’
Ronan narrowed his brows remembering what Erzébet had said. If he was Nabiro Xena Zarodin he would know something.
In fact he was still preoccupied with the anxiety that this lump might simply be part of a terrible disease. The thing that became the origin of birth was such an unpleasant entity that I couldn’t help it.
‘…wait for a sec. If this is a core doesn’t it mean it can draw mana?’
Ronan suddenly felt curious and stopped in place. Depending on whether mana appeared or not there would be mixed feelings of joy or frustration but no matter what it was better to get hit first.
I just need to check it out quickly now. Ronan stood with his La Mancha drawn.
A strange breathing sound came out of his mouth. After trying Mana’s exercises she could definitely feel that something new had taken root in her heart.
‘good.’
He attempted to draw energy from the lump he felt in his chest rather than from his existing heart. Perhaps because my senses were open it wasn’t that difficult.
Before long a whitish energy was creeping up La Mancha’s sword body. Ronan narrowed his eyes and cursed.
“…Fuck?”
White mana wrapped around her blade. An all-too-familiar sparkle was emerging from the flow reminiscent of her white mist.
Twinkle. Ronan’s mind turned completely white at the sight of the sight which was completely identical to Nebula Clazie’s mana.
