17. call. (2)

A letter with the official seal of the duke.

Accepting it, for some reason I felt ominous.

‘… … Shall we check later?’

Well, wouldn’t it be better to say that I received it late?

At least my intuition was wrong, so there weren’t that many times where I lost money.

“Good job, Ciela.”

I shoved the letter into my pocket, pretending not to see it, and stroked Ciela’s head, saying thank you for your hard work.

I also feel strangely addicted.

As if feeling my hand caressing her hair, Ciela let out a satisfied voice.

“Huh… … .”

The first time she stroked her hair, she was startled, but after that, she seems to have adapted to it after petting it several times.

Now, when he finishes something, he sticks his head in asking to be petted.

what… … I’m good

Paan.

After stroking Ciela for a while, she felt Lucia’s gaze.

Eyes that reflect a strange desire, different from the eyes that were wary just before.

‘… … You don’t want me to be stroked, do you?’

For some reason, I felt that kind of intuition when I met that gaze.

maybe… … probably not

Even though she sometimes shows a foolish side, Lucia is a genius wizard in her own way.

“hmm. Anyway, Lucia. Shall we do it soon?”

“… … uh, what? what?”

“What? Circle, they said they would make it today. I will escort you.”

“ah.”

Lucia, who belatedly realized the meaning of my words, nodded.

If that expression looked like something was missing, it was probably because of his mood.

I decided to think so.

* * *

circle.

Another heart carved inside the heart, a magical organ in the form of a literal ring.

It is an organ that is considered as the lifeblood of magicians.

At the same time, it was also the most dangerous place.

‘To be precise, it’s dangerous if you touch it when building a circle.’

The moment when a wizard is most defenseless.

Because it’s time to build a circle.

Unless they have at least two personalities, a wizard who focuses on creating a circle cannot respond to external shocks.

And if an external shock approaches while weaving the circle.

I didn’t know that I would suffer from aftereffects for the rest of my life, or in the worst case, become an idiot or unable to use magical powers.

That’s why, in the process, when Cale said he would stand as an escort.

Lucia was relieved and at the same time felt somewhat frustrated.

‘I want you to stroke me like Ciela… … no. What is he saying now!’

When I thought about Kale, it kept going like this.

Shameful thoughts that I can’t bear to say.

And those thoughts kept running through my head.

Deciding to erase her thoughts, Lucia closed her eyes tightly.

Cale even stands as an escort.

Because I shouldn’t have been delusional like this.

recall an image

Eight circles nestled within the heart.

Lucia, who infused magic into the rusty circle, began to turn it gradually.

one year.

Was it because the mana couldn’t enter at all while it was slightly over?

The rusty and damaged circle did not roll as Lucia wanted.

‘I can’t believe this… … I knew it long ago!’

Lucia, who raised her magical power, began to work on the Circle in earnest.

Remove the rusted parts and reinforce the collapsed parts.

It won’t be able to completely return to the way it was before, but at least a few things can be salvaged.

Of course, there were circles that even the world’s Lucia couldn’t handle.

A circle that looks like it will crumble and turn to powder as soon as you touch it.

This circle cannot be undone.

… … I should probably give up.

Still, it didn’t matter.

As long as he regained his mana, he had the confidence to regain his original state even if not a single Circle remained.

More than anything.

The hand moved naturally as if it had already gone through rough work once.

… … This must be the first time trying to restore the circle.

Oddly enough.

Still, there was nothing bad about restoring a lot of circles, so Lucia, who entrusted her hand to that instinct, weaved a circle.

Starting from the 1st circle, the 2nd circle. within the third circle.

finally… … until the fourth circle.

Soon, Lucia, who had completed the work of the circle, calmed down.

thump, thump, thump.

A circle that starts to turn with the sound of a heart beating.

The moment Lucia let out a satisfied smile at the sensation of excitement leaking out of her own.

——A familiar voice came from inside my head.

-Ahh. what… … , uh? Was it successful? also. It’s good that you set the time to build the circle as a trigger.

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

One could say that this is an oxymoron, but I couldn’t help but say that.

That’s it.

The voice in my head is… … Because it was Lucia’s own voice.

-Looks like his eyesight has returned… … . ha.

The voice in my head that continued to speak looked at Cale in front of me and suddenly let out an excited moan.

A voice that seemed to be elevated somewhere.

… … fantasy. Is it psychedelic magic?

I thought so, but at the same time I realized it wasn’t.

The feeling is completely different from illusion-type magic.

Like—

The feeling of becoming two souls.

-hey. Lucia… … Ugh, I’m trying to say it with my own mouth, so this feels very strange. So, what’s the date now?

‘As for the date, it’s 1121 on the imperial calendar. why… … no Who are you?’

Year 1121 of the Imperial Era.

Lucia tilted her head at the question that could have been answered even by a child.

no. Second question.

Who do you mean? Who is this person who fills your head?

It was a person with the same voice as my unidentified voice.

Strangely, there was no hostility or wariness.

It’s like no one is limiting myself.

Should I say it’s a feeling that’s taken for granted?

Hearing Lucia’s answer, the existence in his head vomited a question mixed with doubts as if it were strange.

-… … 1121? Not in 1122?

‘What are you talking about again? How long has it been since 1121?’

– It’s strange. Could it be that ‘that b*tch’ has already changed the past? no… … . Is it too early for that?

The voice in his head repeating bizarre questions and answers alone without even answering his own questions.

Did he intuit that Lucia’s expression was unusual?

Cale looked at her and asked in a worried voice.

“Lucia, are you okay? Is there anything wrong?”

The moment Lucia was about to answer, saying that it was okay with that voice.

A voice in his head heard his voice.

-… … okay. what does it matter The important thing is that Kayle is alive. Lucia. No, ‘me.’ borrow a little

‘… … what?’

what?

what to borrow

Before the thought could reach its end, it felt as if it were floating in midair.

The restraints of the body disappear.

The feeling of being temporarily deprived of control over your body.

You may be shocked at the fact that control of your body has been taken away by an unknown person.

What surprised me right after that was the terrible amount of mana consumed.

As soon as she nestled in Lucia’s body instead, her body’s mana was rapidly depleting.

8 circles.

As an analogy, when an ordinary wizard says it’s about the size of a water cup or washbasin, it’s almost the same amount of magic as a large lake.

That huge magic power was consumed in an instant and began to show the floor.

and that moment.

The ‘guy’ who stole Lucia’s body opened his mouth.

“… … Kale.”

From nob le mt l. co m

Just one short word.

However, when she said that, her voice sounded both happy and sad at the same time.

Could it be that the ‘guy’ who stole his body and his soul were mixed?

The dense emotions that could not escape from her mouth passed through Lucia’s head.

It’s not like light foot love.

A love that is so heavy and heartbreaking at the same time.

Lucia, who was a magician of the 8th circle, was overwhelmed for a moment with only the fragments of that emotion.

“What, why? Did something go wrong?”

She took her body and was about to say something.

As if a puppet with a string cut off, the strength drained from Lucia’s body.

The reason was simple.

It was because all of Lucia’s magic power had been blown away.

Consciousness is clouded as if it were going to fly away, and the whole body feels weak.

exhaustion of power.

Finally, Lucia can think of a name for the symptom.

Her body collapsed helplessly.

* * *

Immediately after Lucia, who was forming a circle, suddenly collapsed.

Catching Lucia, who instinctively staggered down, I headed to the Wizard of the Mage Tower.

I can’t easily trust them.

The thing you know best about wizards is the same wizard.

Because I thought it would be a sure way to find them.

“It’s not a big problem, is it? If anything happens, it won’t go over nicely.”

Having said that, I looked at the elder of the Mage Tower with cold eyes.

Now that Lucia has awakened her magical powers, it doesn’t seem like she’ll be fooling around.

Rather than trusting the magic tower, I would rather trust the devil.

The elder who met my gaze swallowed dry saliva.

Lunin was an elite mage of the Mage Tower.

He seems to have remembered that I removed his circle.

Big hum.

After clearing his throat a few times, the Mage Tower elder looked at Lucia’s condition and opened his mouth.

“first… … No big deal. Probably, it seems to be simple magic exhaustion.”

“Magic exhaustion?”

exhaustion of power.

It is a kind of exhaustion that is experienced by using up all the magic power allowed in the body.

A common symptom experienced by beginner mages due to a failure in magic calculation.

However, while weaving the circle, the mana exhaustion came.

“Then did you fail to create a circle?”

“no. It’s not like that, because within the heart, four intact circles lie asleep. Did you collapse while trying to use unreasonable magic… … . Do you have any points to point out?”

at all… … .

no. Looking back, there was definitely something strange about Lucia’s appearance right before she collapsed.

Sudden frown or weird expression.

finally.

‘… … Kale.’

I let out a low moan as I recalled the last words Lucia had uttered before collapsing.

Everything was the same, even the voice and tone, but… … .

It was no ordinary Lucia.

On the contrary, it feels similar to Lucia before the regression.

‘… … Tsk, what nonsense.’

I dismissed it as a ridiculous delusion, and as I stood up, the letter I had stuffed in my pocket fell out.

And then… … there was this too

I have nothing to do anyway, so I should open it right now.

An ominous feeling made my hair stand on end, as if I shouldn’t open it somewhere.

Since you’ve already received it, you can’t stop seeing it for the rest of your life.

… … It may be an urgent matter.

I unfolded the half-wrinkled letter in my pocket and read it.

And on the contrary to the crumpled stationery being straightened out, my expression slowly contorted.

[I don’t know when you’ll read this letter given your personality. As soon as you read this, return to the mansion.

Your fiancée, Lady Rayholton, has come to visit the duchy. ]

That’s it.

It had to be, because it was the content.

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