For the Young Villain’s Happy Ending - Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

This is why humans are problematic. They’re greedy without possessing the skill to back it up!

As if grasping the situation, Raina Hart nodded while dusting off one hand.

“Fine.”
“Fine?! You mean becoming Midra’s lunch?! Dissolving in her gastric juices?!”

I’m not interested in that kind of ending!
The black serpent stretched its maw wide, preparing to swallow them whole.
Zikhard flipped through the pages frantically, crying out in desperation.
But it was a meaningless gesture.
Without permission from that human who called herself my master, I had no magic I could use.

“At least grant me teleportation!”
“….”

Raina Hart offered no response to the Grimoire of Magic’s desperate plea.
If this was how it would end, I would have preferred to remain sleeping in that vault!!
Midra rushed forward with terrifying speed.

“Screech! Did I live for a thousand years just to meet this fate?!”

Zikhard shut his non-existent eyes tightly at the sight of that grotesquely gaping maw.
He had severed his sense of sight.
A world of darkness where nothing could be seen.
A sharp, cutting sound rang out—something being sliced.

Boom! Crash!

Heavy objects fell in succession, and the entire Cave trembled.
Then came a thick, oppressive heat rising from the ground.
The sound of viscous air bubbles bursting echoed through the space.
What was that?
Zikhard reopened his vision.
Just moments before, the black serpent that had lunged to kill the intruders now lay headless, dissolving in the magma that had erupted from the ground.

“Gasp.”

The Grimoire of Magic caught its breath.
The magical power to pierce through the black serpent’s hardened scales and sever its head in one stroke was formidable enough.
But this magic that summoned lava—

“…Master, are you 8th Circle?”

Volcano, an 8th Circle spell.
A human so young had reached that level?
The pages of the Grimoire of Magic trembled now with a different emotion than before.

‘Spacious.’

I glanced around nonchalantly.
Despite creating enough lava to submerge the black serpent, there was still ample ground to walk on.
The cave was that expansive, and I could see multiple entrances leading to other passages.

“Grimoire of Magic, can you find the magic stones? With the cave being this large, finding all six won’t be easy.”
“Yes, Master.”

At my words, Zikhard answered immediately.
Ah, so this grimoire had finally understood.

“I will search for the magic stones even if I must cling to the ground like a detection device. Please make me your magic stone detector, Master.”

A thousand years of existence had been for this moment, to meet this master…!

“Where should we start searching, Master?”

I watched the Grimoire of Magic dart ahead with puzzlement, then followed at a leisurely pace.

‘Once we find the magic stones, I should treat my disciple and the others to something delicious.’

***

After finishing his assigned sword practice, Kevenriak settled onto a Garden bench to await his master.
He did nothing but gaze at the Garden and the main gate beyond it.
Some might have called it a waste of time.
But Kevenriak cherished being here like this.
Because he could always see his master return to where he was.

“Master.”

In the center of the Castle’s small Garden.
A shimmer of magical light flickered, and Raina Hart materialized from her teleportation.

“Welcome back.”

Kevenriak rose to greet his returning master.

“I’m home.”

Raina Hart walked forward with a bright greeting toward the familiar scene.
Floating beside her were two baskets, brimming with food to give to the children.

“Did something good happen during your outing?”

Kevenriak, who had come to her side, noticed his master’s cheerful mood.
At that question, Raina Hart opened her mouth as if she’d been waiting for it.

“Yes. From now on, I can buy Keri anything he wants to eat. What would you like? Meat? Steak? Meatballs? Hamburgers? …Salad?”

Without realizing it, I listed foods reflecting both their preferences, then belatedly added a menu item a guardian might suggest.

“Everything except the salad.”

My principled disciple’s resolute answer.
Raina Hart nodded as if understanding his difficult preference.

“Normally, picky eating isn’t good during growth years, but since I promised to buy you something delicious this time, it can’t be helped. I’ll ask the Head Chef to hold a meat party.”

A satisfying evening menu indeed.

***

That evening.
I sat at the dining table with Kevenriak and Kin.
Neither Kevenriak nor I could tear our eyes away from the procession of meat being laid out on the table.
We resembled hungry beasts quietly awaiting the signal to feed.
Kin observed us carefully from between us.

“This is the final main course, my lord. Are you certain you need no appetizers?”
“Yes. Thank you for the meal.”
“Thank you for the meal.”

The moment the Head Chef finished speaking, the customary pre-meal blessing flowed from the beasts in succession.

“Well then, thank you for the meal….”

Kin followed suit, eating diligently alongside Kevenriak and me.
Among the dishes were quite a few that Kin enjoyed.
By the time dessert arrived, Kin glanced around the Dining Hall and asked me.

“Master, what about the talking book…?”
“It was making too much noise, so I told it to stay inside my dimensional pouch.”

Once the Grimoire of Magic learned I was an 8-Circle mage, it became so greedy.
It kept pestering me about seizing control of the Betuzhenia Empire, placing the world beneath my feet—my ears were practically aching from it.

‘Still, thanks to the Grimoire of Magic, I did manage to find the highest-grade mana stones.’

I found five out of six.
The last one never appeared, so I gave up and left.

‘Five is more than enough. With this much, I could cover Hibei’s financial shortfalls from my personal funds as lord and live in leisure until death.’

A dragon-quarter’s lifespan is approximately one hundred fifty years.
My body won’t age until then.
A life of eternal youth and wealth.

‘I’ve resealed the entrance to Midra’s nest, so no one will ever find it.’

Therefore, no one will ever know where or how I obtained the highest-grade mana stones.
All that remains now is to convert the stones into currency.

‘If rumors spread that the Grand Mage sold multiple high-grade mana stones, it would become quite troublesome.’

I needed a proxy.
I asked Kevenriak and Kin in turn.

“Keri, would you like to go out with me tomorrow?”
“Yes.”
“Kin, want to come along?”
“I… Master, is this something I absolutely must do?”

Unlike Kevenriak, who nodded immediately, Kin hesitated before answering.

“Not necessarily. I just thought it would be nice if you came along. Do you have other plans?”
“Well… I promised to teach the children their lessons every day starting today…”
“Lessons? Every day?”

Kin already spent most of her days caring for the children anyway.
I knew she did it willingly.
But I hoped it wouldn’t become a burden or obligation for her.
I narrowed my eyes at Kin.

“…Kin, you’re not overextending yourself, are you?”
“Oh, no! I’m doing all of this because I want to.”

Kin startled and waved her hands frantically.

“Really. I truly love doing this…”

Her voice trembled as if she might cry.
It seemed as though she feared I might forbid her from going to the Orphanage.
Thirteen-year-old Kin was affectionate but timid.
I comforted her gently.

“I was just asking, Kin. As long as you’re not pushing yourself too hard, do as you wish.”
“…Really?”
“Yes. But if you’re teaching the children every day, you won’t be able to come with me on other days either.”

Unless something urgent came up, she wouldn’t try to accompany me.
As I expected, Kin nodded carefully.

“Keri, did you hear? Since Kin can’t make it, it looks like just the two of us will have to go tomorrow.”
“Yes.”

Kevenriak tapped the mint leaf garnish on the dessert with his fork.
Just the two of us.
For some reason, the phrase had a pleasant ring to it.

***

‘Daisy General Store’

A signboard adorned with delicate flower illustrations.
I stood beside Kevenriak, gazing up at the sign.
The single-story shop at the far end of the Merchant District had a distinctive, colorful exterior that seemed at odds with its secluded location.
I had only ever seen it in Raina Hart’s memories—this was my first time visiting in person.

‘At this point, isn’t it basically screaming that ordinary people and mages should stay away?’

I mused as I took in the eye-searing riot of colors painted across the outer walls.

“Master, is this the place?”
“That’s right.”

I had given Kevenriak a rough explanation before we came.

“Since you’re a mage too, Keri, it’s good to know about this.”

In this world, the standard method for appraising and selling magical stones was through the Mage Association.
However, mages of the fifth circle and above preferred alternative methods to avoid having their names recorded in the Association’s registry.

‘The Mage-Exclusive Information Broker.’

A place that handled requests for clients who wished to conceal their identities.
Most of them would take on any job for the right price.
But since they were privately operated, their competence varied wildly.

‘And this one is Raina Hart’s regular broker.’

I had never used it once since the possession.
But in my memories, it was a capable establishment.
This exterior, though…

“Are you trying to hide that it’s an information broker?”
“No. It’s the director’s personal taste.”

Raina Hart answered while grasping the door handle.
The information broker was a legitimate institution.

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