How to Survive as the Second Son of a Mage Family - Chapter 226

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How to Survive as the Second Son of a Magic Family (226)

My friends froze for a moment with faces like they’d seen a ghost, then rushed toward me after seeing my face.

“Luca!”

Elias, who had run over like a madman, literally clung to me. The moment my body’s center of gravity shifted backward, Leo raised his wand and supported my back with magic.

Elias roughly grabbed my face and started examining me all over.

“Why didn’t you call us?! Are you okay? I was thinking I should just ignore what you said and break all the spatial magic!”

“I was really nervous, but thank goodness…”

Narke said with a sigh of relief.

Leo, standing a few steps back, looked me over from head to toe with a confused expression. He seemed bewildered that there was no change compared to before I left.

“You didn’t… No. You’re the same.”

He was asking if I had turned back time.

I looked around, worried that the stalker might be nearby, but Narke had already laid down spatial magic.

Leo, who quickly regained his composure, pulled Elias away and held up a transparent bottle containing an antidote in front of me.

“I prepared an antidote. Drink it.”

“Sorry for making you prepare it. I can’t drink it right now.”

“What? You can’t drink it?”

“Right. Not until this week.”

“…”

My friends stared at me blankly.

Narke, who had grasped the situation, spoke with a serious expression.

“…The mental manipulation magic didn’t work.”

“Yeah. It seemed like he had strengthened his mental power with an artifact. I tried to find and destroy the artifact, but… he’s a skilled fighter similar to Ainsiedel, so it was difficult to dig in alone.”

“What? That wasn’t just some ordinary Pleroma member?”

“You should have called us!”

Elias shouted that and clung to me like a sloth again. Leo pulled him off once more.

Narke must have thought the same thing, as he looked at me with the same eyes as Elias, then shook his head.

“If Lucas had called us, he would have just run away. Once he runs away, we’d never be able to use the method of luring him out with magic potions again… There was no other way.”

It seemed like he had used his ability to read the judgment I had made at the time.

“You say he’s a skilled fighter similar to Ainsiedel, but he would have run away? Doesn’t he have any pride?”

Elias said that with an incredulous face and clicked his tongue.

“…No, I get what kind of person he is. I thought he was nothing special except for his special ability, but if he’s that skilled, my evaluation of why he kept hiding and just watching changes too.”

“What do you think of him?”

At my question, Elias answered with a disgusted face.

“Isn’t this bastard someone with no real convictions? Instead of beliefs, he’s just full of his own desires.”

I nodded.

I had felt this countless times before meeting him, but what I strongly felt today was exactly this.

Blinded by love, he brings an enemy to the heart of the Pleroma world to play?

No matter how much I was their enemy, as a fellow combat-type mage, I couldn’t help but be bewildered. There was absolutely no courtesy or respect for the group he belonged to.

The most important value to him wasn’t the group’s benefit or anything else, but his own emotions, and no logic or value other than his feelings could stop or move him.

And these kinds of bastards are difficult opponents to handle if you’re at least an equal or higher skill level.

“The most hopeless opponents in battle are those without convictions… They turn the whole situation into complete chaos.”

“That’s right.”

When I said that, Leo asked.

“So, you spent the last two hours talking with that person?”

Two hours would be two days in that place’s time, but I wasn’t there that long. It seems time flowed normally until I was knocked unconscious by his magic early on.

When I nodded, Leo asked once more.

“…What exactly did you do there? Even after making contact with a skilled fighter, you returned this safely… I really think it’s extremely fortunate, but is such a thing possible?”

“I went with a plan. I played along a bit.”

Narke already seemed to know what I had done, as he was glancing at my hand.

Leo, who understood what I meant, grabbed the back of his neck and looked up at the sky.

I sympathized since I wasn’t too pleased about it either.

“…There really wasn’t any other way?”

At Leo’s murmur, Narke shook his head.

“For Lucas to call us, he would have had to hold that person down. It would have taken at least 10 minutes, and then Lucas would have been seriously injured alone.”

“…”

Leo rubbed his face with one hand, let out a deep sigh, and approached me.

“You did well. I’m fine, but it must have been an ordeal for you. You’re going to end it soon, right?”

“Of course. I went there with a way to end it prepared.”

When I smiled to reassure him, Leo also smiled roughly.

After that, I was led into the manor by my friends.

Returning to Wittelsbach’s Garden felt like coming home.

Once we confirmed that I had returned in perfect health, that the initial strategy had worked, and that we were waiting for the next step, the tense atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Of course, there was no reason to be comfortable when it wasn’t even over yet, but my friends seemed mentally exhausted from waiting all evening. The atmosphere flowed as if they had momentarily let their guard down.

An hour into our trivial conversation, Narke and Elias were busy playing around with each other. Somehow they had become addicted to board games and were now sprawled on the floor with a board spread out, hitting each other’s backs. Leo was just resting his chin on his hand, alternately looking at me and them, and I…

I slowly leaned back and tilted my chair backward.

‘The drug’s effects are interesting.’

With Asman, I had immediately drunk the antidote after returning to the dormitory, so I didn’t feel it, but this was my first time experiencing having taken this drug while the target wasn’t in front of me, so the feeling was new. It didn’t interfere with my mission, but occasionally thoughts of that human would pop up.

If I drank the antidote, my finger would burn up, and it would mean letting the fish I’d already caught escape, so I had no intention of drinking it.

Of course, I had no intention of literally following what the stalker had asked. I just needed to not drink the ‘antidote,’ right?

“Are you hot?”

At that question, I slowly sat up from looking at the ceiling and looked at Leo.

It was a random question.

“No.”

“Then why are you the only one in just a shirt?”

I looked around. Even though the garden was a greenhouse, it was winter now, so my friends were naturally wearing robes as well. I put on the jacket I had taken off and answered.

“That can happen.”

“No, it can’t.”

Leo looked at me expressionlessly, then took out an antidote from his pocket and placed it on the table with a sound.

“Drink it.”

“…”

“It’s a drug side effect. It seems you took another drug while you were there, and while there might not be health problems, if you leave it like this, how are you going to carry out the mission? You’ll keep thinking other thoughts.”

“You’re like a doctor.”

“Most importantly, you find it disgusting yourself. No matter how much it’s strategy, the facts you know remain the same. The fact that the person you went on a date with today is your stalker.”

When I looked at him as if asking what obvious thing he was saying, he laughed hollowly and said.

“…Right, there’s no way you’d become weak-hearted. Not drinking this is also a kind of strategy from your perspective, I suppose. Even without going that far, isn’t the other party already feeling secure?”

“No, it’s ambiguous. He’s still suspicious.”

“Of your love?”

“No.”

I placed the glass I was holding on the table.

If he was suspicious of my love or something, would he have bothered to put on a ring and come?

Unless there were circumstances worth considering like with Asman, there was no reason to give unnecessary leeway to someone who had caused me mental damage.

Most importantly…

“That stalker already knows my love is fake. How could he believe it’s real when I showed up after taking drugs?”

“Then what is he suspicious of?”

“He’s suspicious of my intention in taking those drugs. Whether my fake emotions stemmed from fatigue wanting to end the stalking situation. Or whether they were used as a trap, that is, a plan to strangle him.”

“…Hmm.”

Leo thought for a moment and nodded. He seemed to understand everything without further explanation.

Those two intentions have a gap as wide as between heaven and earth.

It’s easy to think of it as a kind of game theory. We’re in a non-cooperative situation with each other, and we’re in an extensive game where events continue based on choices.

Now each player must think strategically. I must consider the opponent’s possible choices regarding my choice and organize the possible outcomes for me due to that opponent’s choice to make the most rational decision.

Let me think from the perspective of becoming the opponent to draw out the development. He must predict my choices and make the most rational decision for himself. Therefore, depending on ‘what my motivation was for choosing to love him,’ my course of action will diverge, and soon his gains will diverge as well.

If it’s fake emotions born from resignation and helplessness like the former, then as long as that Stalker doesn’t cross the line, I can continue to play along with his romantic games as he wishes.

But what if it’s the latter? Since I would try to reassure him and then eliminate him, from his perspective, it’s a situation he must immediately avoid.

Ultimately, if he believes that ‘I came down following the latter’s game tree and developed my actions,’ this game becomes his victory, so the most rational choice for me is to make him not believe in the possibility of the latter.

Listing it all out gives me a headache. So to summarize in one sentence?

‘I must make sure that Antagonist doesn’t realize he’s caught in my trap.’

This is that tool. The more his symbols are contained in it, the more powerful it becomes.

I thought while looking at the mineral fragment hidden by my gloves.

Though this is an era when game theory hasn’t been established as an academic discipline yet, it won’t be difficult to convince Antagonist.

Because it can be summarized with this one statement.

“I need to anticipate the opponent’s moves, assign probabilities to each possibility, and make my move accordingly, and both sides are doing this. What should I choose to achieve a rational result in this situation?”

“…This is why fighting is tiresome.”

Leo shook his head and clicked his tongue.

For someone saying it’s tiresome… is that something to say when you directly entered the combat magic field that was never in your nature?

I just smiled.

“Right. I wasn’t saying you were wrong. You were always someone who would endure anything to win anyway. I watched from the side as you endured everything to grind the Crown Prince’s 10 years to dust, so how could I not know.”

Leo muttered as if talking to himself, then said this.

“I was just emotionally disgusted.”

“I feel that way even more. Actually, I have one favor to ask of you.”

I took off the gloves I was wearing.

“What…”

I could see Leo silently freezing up upon seeing the shining blue gem.

Leo swept his mouth with his hand as if he couldn’t believe what he saw, then briefly exhaled and held his forehead while lowering his head.

The silence was chilling. Just as I thought it would be better for me to speak first and called out to him, a grim question without any trace of laughter reached me.

“How exactly am I supposed to accept this?”

If this were Bavarian Palace, no one would have been able to speak. If I were in Nicolaus state, I too wouldn’t have been able to answer him until he permitted my response.

I know why he’s acting like this. Logically, accepting Pleroma’s courtship doesn’t make sense. Even after hearing my explanation, there’s bound to be a gap between strategy and emotion.

But ignoring that emotion is necessary to achieve victory.

I tilted my head and spoke quietly.

“You shouldn’t accept it. I’ll be taking it off soon anyway.”

After looking at me for a while, he seemed to realize this was nothing more or less than strategy and nodded.

He took my hand and brought it closer.

“…Sapphire? It’s exactly the same as the gem I put in your artifact.”

“Right. And I said earlier I had one favor to ask.”

I pulled off the ring.

A red scar was visible, as if blood had pooled there. Since it’s a trace of artifact magic, it won’t heal naturally.

Antagonist probably intended to leave this for life.

“Can you erase it?”

“…”

Leo’s face hardened coldly.

“I think the same way.”

“…What are you getting ahead of yourself for?! I haven’t said anything yet.”

Leo let out a hollow laugh and spoke quietly. His face darkened uncontrollably.

“He’s not in his right mind.”

“I’m sorry. But how effective this method is, I’ve already multiple times…”

“I’m talking about that person.”

Leo said that and examined the inside of the ring and my finger.

“Is this why you couldn’t drink the antidote? Because antidote magic would be detected through this?”

“Something like that.”

“You asked if I could erase it…”

Leo, who had been looking down and touching the scar, detected the artifact magic flowing through his hand several times, then looked at me and smiled.

“Even if I can’t, I have to erase it. Somehow.”

“How refreshing.”

“You’re also refreshing in a different sense… Who puts on a ring like this to let someone’s guard down.”

“If I can gain benefits by wearing it briefly, isn’t it worth trying?”

I smiled gently as I said that, but Leo ignored my words.

“Fortunately, the artifact itself isn’t that sophisticated. Since it was made to have an effect on a small area like a finger, it feels forced. When do you want it erased? Just say the word.”

“This weekend.”

Leo, who had been silent, answered with a bitter smile.

“…Right, that’s… short.”

Antagonist seems to want me to take an unconditionally hard line against Pleroma. Having attacked with that intention only to change strategy, I could fully understand his feelings.

“…Anyway, this should have reassured him properly. You won’t need to reassure him anymore.”

“Right.”

“So, can you maintain your sanity while under the effects of that drug? If it interferes with the mission, it’s over.”

Over for whom? It sounds like Leo is saying he’ll come beat me up himself.

“There’s a way.”

“What way. Any magic potion with even a little of that antidote component would react to that mark.”

I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders. At that answer, Leo raised his eyebrows.

30 minutes later, I poured the high blood pressure medication that Leo had brought from his house into my mouth.

It’s a type of sympathetic nervous system blocker.

It detects magic potions? Then wouldn’t it work to take other medicine instead of magic potions?

Mind and body interact with each other. If you kill the body’s reactions, the mind has no choice but to lose its strength too.

Did he think I would obediently love him just because he prevented me from taking one antidote? If he thought that, he was very, very wrong.

As I looked at the high blood pressure medication with a satisfied expression, I felt Leo staring at me with a mysterious look.

“…”

“What.”

“All sorts of things… no, you really utilize this and that well. There’s always someone flying above those who run.”

“I have to utilize all available resources. Now, I need to test it.”

As I got up from my seat, Leo snapped his fingers. Vines that seemed to have grown from nowhere grabbed my hand.

“Test what.”

“I need to see if random thoughts come up while solving a problem book. Well, I don’t think there’s much more to see.”

And after that, I’ll go meet Haike.

Even though I answered, the vines didn’t disappear. I looked back and forth between the grass wrapped around my hand and Leo, shrugging my shoulders.

“Got more to say?”

“How about testing it a different way.”

Leo thought for a moment, then raised his eyebrows.

“We haven’t been able to train since the exams ended anyway.”

“That’s right.”

Anticipating what would follow, I smiled subtly, and Leo grinned and got up from his seat.

* * *

“Hmm, Human medicine really works well. You dodge really well even in this situation.”

Leo said in a cheerful voice.

“Get up. It’s 5 o’clock.”

“…”

Antagonist had been driving me relentlessly for the past 4 hours without a moment’s rest to check if the sympathetic nervous system blocker was working well.

The effect was tremendous.

I already knew from experiencing it several times, but when a person is about to die, they don’t think about anything.

No, one thought does come up. Despite living a life full of regrets and lingering attachments, I only think that I lived well, doing my best at every moment.

Was this really the effect of the sympathetic nervous system blocker, or the effect of running for four straight hours? That was unknowable.

Vines crawled toward my face and pulled away the cloth that had been covering my eyes.

Light entered my vision that had been adapted to darkness. Leo sat next to me and untied the cloth that had been covering my eyes.

“Training with your eyes covered reminds me of the third exam. Right?”

—”That was only a week ago, but you’re talking about it like it’s ancient history.”

“Why are you using divine power instead of speaking?”

Crash—!

I swung my fist backward to attack. The sound of stones on the training ground floor being chipped and scattered by magic power reached my ears.

I’d have to have the strength to speak, you bastard…

This guy had repeatedly said that my choice to cover my eyes during the third exam was insane, yet he brought a blindfold today. This is why I feel like I’m falling further behind than usual.

After we argued about why we needed to go this far when it wasn’t even an exam, he said something quite irritating—’What can you do… If you don’t want to get hit, you’ll have to run hard.’—I’ve recorded this personality trait well and want to report it to the Kingdom of Bavaria Daily on the day of his coronation.

“Keep bringing it while I can’t drink the antidote. It was a bit confusing during the exam, but now I see it was really a good method for reducing distracting thoughts.”

“…”

“Even outside training time, if you have thoughts that interfere with mission performance, tell me. I’ll properly eliminate them for you.”

Leo said that and nodded with a proud expression.

I attacked him once more and collapsed on the floor.

After that, I emptied two more bottles of elixir before barely making it back to the dormitory.

Morning came, and we moved to the Imperial Mage Association building.

Since Leo had completely removed today’s deployment schedule, there was only a team meeting about activity directions.

I listened to Leo’s words while watching fountain pen ink leak onto my notebook.

‘If I cross over to that side tonight or tomorrow night, they’ll probably drug me.’

It would be good to gather more information before then.

There’s a difference between guiding with some knowledge versus building up from zero. Plus, that bastard might be preparing something like I am.

First, what I’m curious about.

Which diocese does he belong to and what kind of cleric is he?

Which diocese is competing with his?

What kind of threat will those dioceses pose to Penthalon?

These three are just the basics.

‘And one more thing.’

Why does he have a Wittelsbach face?

I raised my head to look at Leo standing at the end of the long table.

I could never tell Leo this, but the moment I returned and saw him, I had the impression that ‘I just sent away a stalker, and now there’s another similar guy in front of me.’ Not only do their features look similar, but the atmosphere was completely that of his family.

However, platinum hair cannot emerge from Wittelsbach humans, and in the first place, Wittelsbach humans don’t currently exist.

That stalker doesn’t transform using divine power, so unlike Narke or me, he can’t freely create whatever appearance he wants. That means that body definitely exists as a real body.

‘I need to address this once.’

Snap—

When I shifted my focus, I saw Leo looking at me expressionlessly. The team members sitting on both sides turned to look at me.

“You’re not concentrating.”

“I was though? The Imperial Court is in the mood to raise the rampage class ratings that Eschete handles, our profile photo shoot is scheduled, and we have to handle protocol duties when the French Empire Royal Academy representative team comes to our country.”

“That’s accurate. You listened well.”

However, he smiled gently and pointed to the outdoor training ground outside the window.

“I’ll give you 3 minutes, so run five laps.”

“…”

I smiled soullessly.

I’ve thought this before, but I’ve definitely gotten too close to this bastard. I was subtly looking at the speaker’s face, but how does he read my thoughts so well?

I could see Ulrike looking back and forth between me and Leo with surprised eyes.

“Huh…”

“Leo. Luca heard everything.”

Elias spoke without his usual smile for once.

The lack of laughter was probably intended to respect Leo’s rank, with high probability.

It’s a part we don’t really feel since we’re lucky to be on the same team as classmate friends, but all mage groups belonging to ruling families like the Imperial Court or Royal Court have clear hierarchical relationships.

It’s like that between classes, and also between captain-vice captain-members.

That’s why normally I couldn’t even be glaring at him with dead eyes here.

Since Leo’s captain position was handed over from me on the day of the final academy announcement and I, who was the final first place, receive captain-level treatment externally, Leo is intentionally ignoring his own rank, so I don’t really need to follow his orders.

However, there’s no need to deliberately disrupt discipline either. It’s also an order he gave thinking of me.

Since the sympathetic nerve blocker was extremely effective, he doesn’t need to help, but since he’s not me, he probably doesn’t know that much.

‘I’ll flick his forehead next time.’

Having finished my calculations—though I should have run out before calculating—I clapped my hands once loudly and ran outside. I could see Leo staggering as he inhaled.

When I was leisurely running for over 3 minutes with an empty mind, someone came alongside me and started running together.

It was Haike.

“What? Were you spacing out too?”

“No. We’re on break time right now.”

Haike said that matter-of-factly, then cast sound-blocking magic and asked carefully.

“…Are you okay? Leo is bullying you.”

“Huh?”

“Didn’t you know?”

I have nothing to say…

I had to hold back laughter.

But this false accusation is something he brought on himself, so what can I do about it?

“I’m fine. Thanks for worrying about me.”

When I said that, Haike looked at me with rarely seen worried eyes.

“Tell me if it gets hard. Leo is a bit scary for me too, but I’ll do my best to help you as much as I can.”

“…Ahem… Thanks. But, Haike.”

“Yeah?”

“After today’s schedule ends, want to hang out with me?”

* * *

It wasn’t difficult to get Haike’s agreement.

Now all that’s left is figuring out how to properly entertain her according to a high school student’s needs.

I can’t just make the proposal as is, so I’ll have to do my best.

And…

Using Nicolaus’s identity, I came to the Federal Council building with Narke’s help through Riechthofen.

Specifically, to the very end of the top floor of the building, to a dusty conference room.

Including the time that had already been rewound and disappeared, this was my third visit.

Crash—!

Riechthofen quietly chanted a Latin spell and deployed spatial magic. A legislator I didn’t even know was there suddenly appeared in a chair.

“…! What’s happening right now?!”

Legislator Alexander Kruger saw me and shot up from his seat.

He was a Pleroma legislator within the council. He was also someone I had cast binding magic on.

I had something to ask him, so when I stopped by the Imperial Palace, I sent him a letter saying to meet today immediately.

“We meet again, Legislator.”

“B-but you definitely weren’t here just a moment ago?”

He said while looking around quickly.

“That’s not what’s important. It’s nice to see you again.”

I smiled and seated Narke and Riechthofen before sitting down myself.

The legislator smiled awkwardly and lightly licked his lips with his tongue.

“Ah, yes… What brings you here today? The Abraham matter was resolved well too…”

“Ah, about that. How did Pleroma internally react to it?”

“…Count Ernst thinks you did good work. They’re also curious about how you managed to pull it off.”

“Hmm, that’s fortunate.”

That’s enough of other topics.

I clasped my hands together and spoke slowly.

“The thing is, there are several matters that you need to answer for me today.”

“Me…?”

“Yes, I’m personally investigating something. I’m telling you in advance just in case, but even without you, Legislator, I know many Pleroma. I’ll cross-verify, so don’t feel burdened about information for spy detection and just answer.”

Not many, just about two.

Abraham is hard to call a Pleroma, but he’s fine for getting information.

But if this one knows what I’m curious about, he’ll delay answering like that Stalker. Then he’ll say he’ll answer if I grant what he wants.

So this person is optimal for getting Pleroma information.

“If not…”

As I stroked my wand with my fingertips, Antagonist’s gaze fixed on it.

The Legislator shook his head and quickly said.

“Of, of course I should answer. What did you come here wanting to know?”

“Ah, good. That’s how you should respond.”

As I smiled, Riechthofen, who was waiting beside me, cast a sound-blocking spell and whispered.

“Your Grace has a constitution for threats.”

“No, I don’t.”

“To think you’d deny this…”

There was no time for nonsense.

I broke the sound-blocking spell and leaned toward the Legislator.

“Which diocese do you belong to?”

“I belong to the Diocese of Brandenburg.”

“Ah, I see. So you’re active in the Capital.”

“That’s right.”

“Hmm… This isn’t a question limited to Brandenburg. In your Order, there’s a cleric capable of transformation magic – which diocese are they from?”

“Transformation magic…?”

Antagonist frowned and fell deep in thought.

“There’s no such person… Though it might be something I don’t know about.”

When I raised my wand, Antagonist had a fit and waved his hands.

“Ah! Really! Really! It’s true. Please believe me. I’m also in the same boat as Your Grace now…”

Antagonist tilted his eyebrows and hunched his shoulders. Narke slightly nodded.

Seeing my expression soften a bit, the Legislator quickly continued.

“Is that person perhaps a Bishop? The abilities of those in high positions are often unknown. There could very well be transformation ability users, but except for a few closest confidants, it’s impossible to know. It’s truly top secret.”

I nodded and cast a sound-blocking spell to ask Riechthofen.

“Senior.”

“You’re calling me Senior while looking like that?”

“Listen. The transformation ability user I met was wearing defensive artifacts suited to my abilities. When preparing for unexpected dangers, is it more likely that person has artifacts on all their physical bodies, or more likely they have artifacts because that body is frequently used?”

“Both can’t be ignored. But usually they put artifacts on frequently used bodies.”

That makes sense. If he thinks this way too, it’s worth trying once.

I erased the sound-blocking spell and said to the Legislator.

“Then let me change the question. This time, please answer including all the laypeople you know.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Someone with platinum hair and blue eyes. I remember their magic power being quite strong.”

“There are too many such people… Could you give me more clues?”

“It was a Human woman, and she looked like someone from Wittelsbach.”

“A Wittelsbach Human?”

The Legislator’s eyes changed.

With a face that caught on, he spoke rapidly like a machine gun.

“I don’t know if she’s exactly from Wittelsbach, but was that Human perhaps extremely beautiful? Beautiful enough to be hard to forget once you see her?”

“Yes. Do you know her?”

“…I do.”

The Legislator rubbed his face with his hand.

“That person was a transformation ability user? This is surprising news I’m hearing for the first time. No matter how much various information I hear in my legislative position, to hear Pleroma internal information from Count Nicolaus Ernst…”

He shook his head with an unbelieving, surprised face. Then he leaned toward us.

“It’s the Archbishop of Freiburg. She’s not someone you can easily meet – did you meet her directly?”

Freiburg.

There’s no way I could forget that name.

In the already vanished time, wasn’t that where the Bishop and Monsignor who warped me to Primrose Pass and drugged me belonged? How could I forget the place that first introduced me to the taste of drugs?

I had my suspicions, but to think it’s the Archbishop of that place.

I smiled and tapped the table.

“…You seem to know her well.”

“Of course. That diocese is no different from our ideal. If it weren’t for the Archdiocese of Freiburg, we would now…”

Getting that far, the Legislator seemed to realize his opponent was Nicolaus and trailed off while reading the mood.

“Now?”

“Ah, no…”

“Please speak.”

I gripped my wand and sent divine power to its tip in short bursts. The terrified Legislator’s gaze busily moved between that divine power and my face.

I smiled and leaned closer.

“Didn’t you say you were in the same boat as me?”

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