Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 71

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71.

“It’s a dragon!”

A dragon with brilliantly beautiful colors spread its wings and glided down. A massive body made of eternally burning blue flames. The scorching heat made the air burn hot.

-Kraaaaaaah!

With an ear-splitting roar, blue flames devoured all the clouds.

Ruuuuumble-

The dragon circled the spire a couple of times before transforming into a whirlwind and landing on the ground.

“Cali.”

A boy with a languid atmosphere walked out from the flames. It was Grand Prince Cain, the pinnacle of the succession structure. The retainers’ minds raced at this unexpected figure. They were calculating the relationship between the two siblings.

“…Isn’t that entrance a bit too flashy?”

Calisia complained to the frighteningly frozen surroundings.

“You asked me to be your backing.”

Cain winked with a mischievous expression.

“Still, that’s too much. Couldn’t you have been a little more discreet?”

“Discretion is a virtue of those in power. Not for small fry like our Cali.”

Cain lightly tapped his sister’s cheek. He said now was the time to puff up her presence.

“So hurry up and grow big and strong.”

He laughed aloud and bent his waist. His sturdy arms were suddenly wrapped around Calisia’s neck.

“…”

At the cold metallic feeling, Calisia fumbled at her neck. It was a platinum necklace embedded with a mysterious purple crystal. Cain explained it was a communication artifact.

“It means don’t forget the promise you made with me.”

It’s a kind of dog collar, woof woof. A breath heavily laden with warning brushed against her ear. Calisia instinctively pulled her head back as goosebumps rose.

“Stay still. There are many watching eyes.”

Even up there. Cain briefly shifted his gaze and gently pulled his sister’s nape.

“Then I’ll see you at the Academy, sister.”

He tucked her silver-purple hair behind her ear and left, becoming flames.

“…Up there?”

Calisia’s eyes followed Cain’s traces upward. Climbing the castle walls, higher and higher. Her endlessly rising gaze met blood-red eyes full of the scent of blood.

‘…’

It was Valtain, who had been watching the castle interior from beyond his office window.

‘Father and son are both creepy as a pair.’

At the gaze that seemed to observe an interesting toy, Calisia turned away in disgust.

Clatter-clatter-

Another carriage entered in front of the now chaotic castle gate. Unlike Valus’s, its snow-white exterior like snowflakes drew people’s attention.

“Young Miss!”

“What? Why are you here?”

Recognizing the Northern Knights escorting the carriage, Calisia stepped forward.

“Why indeed! We came to escort the Young Miss! Young Master! Ah! The Young Master! He said he has something to tell you!”

The knights raised their voices while pounding on the carriage body as if they might break it. The sparkling lace curtains were drawn back and the carriage window opened.

“…Get in.”

Ian, with his gaze fixed on a book, spoke in a low voice.

“Huh?”

Calisia asked in a bewildered tone.

“Didn’t you say it was difficult?”

“What was?”

“Imperial history.”

Ian closed the book with a thud. Rising from his chair, he stepped out of the carriage.

“I’ll help you.”

Dressed in Academy exam candidate uniform, he extended his hand toward Calisia. A beautiful boy with light ability. Exclamations burst out from all directions at his impressive appearance.

“Not only Grand Prince Cain but even Rakies Young Duke…”

“What on earth is happening here.”

The retainers seemed to have no energy left to be surprised and just blinked their eyes.

“…”

Calisia was equally dumbfounded. The despised princess and the crowd gaping with their mouths wide open. The unfolding scene was quite like a prince on a white horse.

“You…”

After deliberating, Calisia gently took the extended hand.

“Did you touch the holy sword?”

She frowned while examining Ian’s hand front and back. Both his comment and expression seemed exactly like he’d been influenced by the holy sword.

“…Just get in.”

Ian pulled his hand away with a deflated expression. Calisia followed him, looking strangely sulky.

“Wow…”

Calisia unconsciously let out an exclamation upon entering the carriage. It was because of the luxurious interior that looked like a noble’s bedroom had been moved there.

“This is stolen poverty. This is stolen poverty. You said the North was poor.”

Calisia clicked her tongue as she sat on the carriage seat as big as a bed, adding exaggeration.

“Valus. What exactly do you think of the North?”

“Barrenness? Harshness? Poverty?”

Calisia wiggled her bottom, telling him to look how soft the chair was.

“Rakies is one of the four great ducal houses. It’s not as poor as you think.”

To be precise, it was the North that was poor. Even if Rakies was buried in gold, it couldn’t make all of the frozen lands prosperous.

“And Valus. Are there no carriages in the West?”

Ian held his head as Calisia made a fuss telling him to feel the velvet texture. It was chaotic.

“I’ve never ridden one.”

Calisia said nonchalantly. What occasion would a modern person have to ride a carriage? Besides, by nationality, this side would have palanquins or rickshaws.

“…It’s soft.”

Ian awkwardly stroked the carriage seat. It was because he recalled her circumstances of spending most of her childhood in the desert.

Knock knock-

In the strangely subdued atmosphere, a cautious knocking sound was heard.

“Who is it?”

Calisia, who had been rolling around in the chair, jumped up and pulled back the curtains draped over the window.

“Huh, eek!”

The platinum-haired man was startled and jumped at the face visible beyond the window. It was Duke Rakies who had come to convey a message to Ian.

“Aaah!”

Calisia, equally startled, bounced up from her seat. At her overreaction, Ian quickly got up. He wondered if something had happened.

“Head of House?”

Ian’s brow furrowed in confusion. The man clutching his chest was unmistakably his father.

“Why is the Young Miss! Why is the Young Miss here!”

Duke Rakies glared and asked almost convulsively. He had been sick of even hearing Calisia’s name since the office incident. But now the person in question was brazenly occupying the family carriage, so he couldn’t help but be disgusted.

“Oh my, what a surprise. Why are you shouting like that, Father?”

“Why am I! Am I the Young Miss’s father! Valtain is in his office! That aside, why are you two together!”

Duke Rakies, stuck right against the window, thoroughly examined the carriage interior.

“Sit apart! Apart!”

The Duke flew into a rage upon seeing the two sitting side by side.

“Why! Why are you together! Doesn’t Valus have carriages!”

He pointed frantically and demanded an answer once more.

“Ah, it’s a study group.”

Calisia held up a book titled “History of the Empire.”

“Well then, we’ll be going.”

She gave a lukewarm nod and drew the curtains.

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Blue Mountain, owned by the imperial family and located at the eastern edge, was bustling with children’s voices. It was due to the Helorn Academy entrance exam that came around once a year. Geniuses, prodigies, and gifted individuals gathered from all regions, showing curiosity while keeping each other in check.

“The first, great, emperor, built, tombs, to honor…”

Calisia grabbed a handful of cookies and memorized practice questions. The cute flame-shaped cookies were snacks prepared by the maids from the northern castle. It was a western superstition hoping that fire’s blessing would accompany her.

“Valus. Eat them one at a time.”

Ian gave a small scolding and eventually took away the cookie pouch. It was because of the piercing stares directed at them.

“…”

Calisia, her cheeks puffed out, looked around. There seemed to be dozens of eyes glancing at her.

“Small things gather to create reputation.”

The empire’s citizens’ interest in the four ducal houses was beyond imagination. It was natural since they were descendants of heroes who wrote the founding myths.

“No one would dare speak carelessly of ducal houses, but don’t show any openings.”

Ian gently wiped away the cookie crumbs from the corner of her mouth.

Zap-

“Huh?”

Calisia, who had been accepting his rough touch, suddenly felt around her head. It was because of a tingling sensation as if from static electricity.

Zap-zap-

Calisia looked up. Very small lightning fires were continuously striking above her head.

“…?”

She narrowed her eyes. She felt a strange sense of déjà vu from the unfamiliar lightning fire.

“This damn thing!”

The massive fire sword that summoned lightning fire. It was Lucian’s special ability she had seen in the Fire Ritual. Calisia, realizing the identity of the tingling sensation, whipped her head around. Sure enough, that damn brat was staring straight at her.

‘How stupid.’

Lucian sat up straight with an annoying attitude, as if asking whether she finally noticed.

‘Want to die?’

Calisia waved her hand through the lightning fire as if shooing away flies.

‘Stop embarrassing the family and eat moderately. Don’t make it obvious you used to live catching rats and bugs.’

Lucian withdrew the lightning fire and rolled his eyes with a spiteful expression. He was already displeased that she accompanied Lakies instead of her blood relative. But on top of that, she was letting him touch her lips and feed her. It couldn’t help but look unseemly.

Whoooosh-

While the two siblings were bickering, a fierce gust of wind swept through the forest. Then the sound of dozens of hooves kicking through clouds could be heard.

“It’s Pegasus!”

The children’s gazes shot up toward the sky in unison. The symbol of Helorn Royal Academy. Pure white horses with golden wings spread were gliding down, pulling carriages.

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