The great mage who transcends by returning, episode 182
“Hmm, strong and strong morning!”
Today, the Walpurgis family is under a peaceful sky.
Viscount Nostra started the day with a sore waist, grateful for the peaceful morning.
“You can’t lie about your age. haha…It’s already aching all over my body.”
After the greed for power disappeared, what filled the vacancy was interest in magic research.
Even today, he continues research for the future of academia.
He organized his research materials and circulated the circle once.
Ironically, when I let go of my greed, I could see the next stage more easily than before.
I never thought I could see things that I couldn’t see so easily when I was obsessed with it.
It’s really funny.
So, there is nothing to worry about so much for him lately.
However, there is something about that ‘teacher’… ….
“…Hee hee, worrying about natural disasters won’t mean they won’t come.”
At least, I decided to liberate myself to some degree from that ‘teacher’.
Yes, it is a natural disaster.
What could be more stupid than putting emotions into a natural disaster that may come at any time?
It was time to move on with that thought in mind.
“…hmm?”
There was something in Viscount Nostra’s eyes, which was as usual.
Messing… ….
A small-sized puppy was hanging out in front of the mansion’s door.
It was a brown, fluffy puppy.
The eyes were black and shiny, as if they were inlaid with obsidian.
Is that all?
The four dainty legs are so cute that the only word that comes to mind is violent.
“Heh heh….”
Viscount Nostra’s body trembled.
It’s just a dog without an owner.
In this cruel world… ….
There is no way that such a small puppy could endure the harsh reality.
“Uh how….”
Viscount Nostra slowly approached the puppy with a trembling voice.
“You can be this cute!”
His interest does not necessarily lie in the study of magic.
Like everyone else, he has a desire that he can’t throw away.
Yes.
That ‘desire’ did not disappear even after giving up the obsession with power.
That desire is… ….
“How else do you know that I wanted to have a dog….”
dog! Creatures that have been with mankind as companions since a very long time ago!
Viscount Nostra had a desire to raise small animals for a very long time.
Not a big dog.
little dog… ….
I want to raise a puppy of a dainty size. I want to be stroked… ….
But I couldn’t.
Should I say it’s a matter of prestige as a magician or an aristocrat?
It doesn’t matter if you have a big dog, but such a small and dainty dog… ….
no no It’s an excuse.
It’s just that he’s not good at tact and can’t keep a dog.
So far, he has never seen a dog that allowed him… ….
‘Still, the opportunity to see a dog like this is rare again.’
He cautiously reached for the dog with trembling hands.
Then the touch of soft fur fills my hand.
Surprisingly, the little dog was accepting Viscount Nostra’s touch without running away.
“Ahhh….”
At that moment, he burst into tears without realizing it.
Was the puppy’s fur so soft and desirable?
It seemed like I wouldn’t get tired of touching this dog’s fur all day today.
“Grow up. It needs to grow!”
Viscount Nostra looked at the place where the Marquis’s office was, with eyes that showed even madness.
Anyway, this mansion is where he lives all the time.
The Marquis was merciful and gave himself a chance, even though it had happened two years ago.
In other words, the important thing is that you need the permission of the landlord to raise this dainty child.
but…Is it possible?
Nostra was conflicted while carefully holding the dog in her arms.
Come to think of it, it seems that the Marquis did not like dogs that much.
But then.
Messing… ….
A dog looking at itself with pitiful eyes.
At that moment, Viscount Nostra forgot all conflicts.
impossible?
It is nothing.
“That’s right. If it’s to raise you, I’ll definitely get the qualification from Aidan!”
Viscount Nostra roared.
With the determination to raise a puppy, he had nothing to be afraid of.
And while he was roaring, the puppy in his arms… ….
no.
[It’s easy.]
Anubis laughed evilly.
Anyway, this is why humans… ….
* * *
[…] …Did it go well?]
Set muttered, looking up at the sky with a bitter expression.
[He was a good guy. I didn’t expect it to go so quickly… ….]
“Don’t kill a perfectly fine apostle for nothing.”
Are you already dead?
In the first place, the boundary between life and death is so ambiguous that the existence of an apostle is not known how to express it.
“It must have gone well. He told me the number of his spleen, and with that, he would have blended into our family very quickly.”
[Wouldn’t it have been better if you sent it yourself?]
“Then it wouldn’t be natural.”
It’s something you never know.
If possible, it is better for Anubis to blend into the family without rumors.
That way your opponent will be off guard.
You don’t have to worry about Anubis.
There’s no way a being of the level of an apostle couldn’t do that, and there was no way that ‘Nostra’ would just pass Anubis over in the first place.
I came out of the temple.
The atmosphere at the sanctuary has changed drastically since the previous ‘Crown of Thorns’ incident.
Should I say that it has become quite quiet?
‘…I didn’t know that the seekers would decide to go outside right away.’
Yes.
In a few short days, the investigators came to a quick conclusion.
Except for outsiders who made pilgrimages to this place as a sanctuary, those who always resided there.
In the near future, they will be called ‘seekers’ and realize the light of the crown of thorns. They finally left the sanctuary.
The light gave them purpose.
They left the sanctuary realizing that they no longer needed to confine themselves to it.
If there is a clear destination on their way, they no longer have to wait for God’s answer.
They will realize and contemplate their faith in various ways.
At the end of their agony, they will find the answer that the seekers before returning realized only at the end.
So don’t worry.
If you have any concerns… ….
“Are you here, warrior?”
…Damn I’m coming right now.
When I heard a familiar voice next to me, my body trembled involuntarily.
When I turned my head, I saw silver hair flowing softly under the clear sky.
“Aren’t you a saint?”
Saint Ariandel.
A colleague who was a member of the same expedition as me before returning.
“It feels quite distant. The hero and the saintess must have a relationship where they can trust each other… ….”
“No, it hasn’t even been a few days since we met.”
“…is that so?”
She tilted her head.
Then, as if he didn’t understand something, he frowned.
“Oh, that’s right. It was definitely our first meeting a few days ago. I’m sure it would be, but hmm… ….”
“Saint?”
“it’s nothing. Since you are a saint, it seems that you, the hero, felt more intimacy than necessary. Yes, that would be it.”
After she came to a conclusion on her own, she looked at me quietly.
silently without saying anything.
I looked at her while trying to hide my subtle feelings.
How can I say that the feeling is different from the first meeting with her before returning.
‘How was it then?’
hmm so… ….
– What are you doing, you bastard, do you voluntarily resign?
Yeah, that’s how it felt.
Later on, I got along with her quite a bit, but the first impression was never good.
To put it bluntly, it is a composition in which I am beaten unilaterally.
One reason she was angry.
That I gave up my qualifications as a warrior myself.
He was enraged at the fact that he handed over the position to Siegfried without even thinking about fighting over the qualifications of a hero.
– You don’t have the confidence to save the world. If you really want to help, you must be prepared to overcome the burden and pain.
At the time, her words were poignant.
Words that accurately penetrated my condition and blocked the way for me to escape.
It was grim, but right.
If it was an ordinary person, he might have simply been cold-hearted.
But the qualifications of a warrior.
It was definitely irresponsible to give up that ‘qualification’ on your own in the place where you set that qualification.
At the time, I didn’t know that.
Even if I knew, I was not in a state to admit and accept that fact.
In the months that followed… ….
My relationship with her was literally nothing different from a plate of thin ice.
She is the one who doesn’t lose to anyone when it comes to vitriol.
– Somehow you need to act like a bitch Mikhail.
– When you’re cooking Siegfried, you’re definitely going to be doing it. I said it this time too.
…roughly like that.
In fact, most of the role of stopping Siegfried in the beginning was focused on her.
‘It’s bittersweet to think of that time.’
The long cold war between me and her came to an end because of an incident… ….
everything is in the past
“…hmm.”
But how long are you going to look at me without saying a word?
It’s almost like I wonder if my face is going to be pierced by those eyes.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“Have you ever grown your hair out? Or that he was wearing a rather shabby robe.”
“doesn’t exist.”
“Uh um…is that so.”
Ariandel lowered his head with a somewhat disappointed expression.
I don’t know what the hell is so sad about it.
In any case, it is different from before the return.
Even at a glance, I could see that she had better feelings for me now than she did back then.
“By the way, saintess. Why go to the sanctuary… ….”
“name.”
“…yes?”
“Call me by name.”
I couldn’t help but be a little taken aback by that statement.
It was a bit too different from what I know of her.
“Ah yes. Ariandel… ….”
what. Where did this guy get an arrow stuck in his head?
Even so, people didn’t have a sense of distance like this?
“Then I also call the hero Mikhail. Somehow, that seems to be the right side.”
“Something is fleeting.”
“It is important to get rid of the distance quickly in this case. We’re going to see each other for a long time anyway, so there’s no need to distance ourselves, right?”
“That’s right.”
I decided to accept it because it wasn’t exactly wrong.
She nodded, as if satisfied with my words, and immediately continued.
“That’s why I came all the way here. I had a revelation.”
“…Revelation?”
“Yes, he said that if you go here, you will find out naturally. It was certainly as he said.”
She smiled contentedly.
“Because you were here.”
“…Uhm.”
What do you really not get used to?
This was not a sense of distance that would be narrowed so quickly.
[I think it’s the first time I’ve seen
you flustered.]
“Anyway, thanks to you, I can express my gratitude like this.”
she said and laughed.
“Everything about saving my younger brother and saving the kingdom from crisis.”
“That’s just what I was supposed to do as a warrior.”
“Still, being thankful means being thankful. She is a saint, so you can’t act like nothing happened while receiving grace like that.”
She spoke confidently.
“So from now on, as a saint, I will do my best to support you, Mikhail.”
“What kind of support do you mean?”
“That’s right, demons blocking our path from now on… ….”
At my words, she smiled broadly.
“Everybody needs to break their heads!”
“….”
I don’t think there’s a part to say so brightly there.
well anyway
That’s how the saintess joined the party.
