Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 128

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Chapter 128

Valere swallowed hard at the sight of the dark, crimson landscape before him.
A Star-rank Mage’s rampage was a phenomenon that occurred when Corrupted Star Essence shattered the vessel of magical power and broke free.
‘The Darkly Burning Star?’
The Stellar Aura pooling like a bomb had already reached dangerous levels.
“Ugh…….”
“Uhhh…….”
Ordinary people caught up in this misfortune couldn’t withstand the Stellar Aura and whimpered helplessly. Even if they survived, they would carry psychological scars.
Those with abilities fared little better. They could barely maintain their sanity, tormented endlessly by fear and despair.
He needed to find Arelin immediately, but the spatial distortion made it nearly impossible.
Unfortunately, Valere found Fession’s group before he found his own daughter.
“Grand Duke of Halbern?”
Fession greeted Valere with unexpected warmth.
“Did you come to rescue us?!”
“No, I’m afraid I’m trapped as well.”
…….
Sperom’s relatives cast questioning looks demanding an explanation of what was happening and what had transpired, but Valere cleanly ignored them.
“Your Highness, where is Arelin?”
“I don’t know. She was nearby, but I can’t find her. We’ve been searching…….”
It seemed they couldn’t bring themselves to abandon the guards and chamberlain.
Valere confirmed Fession, the twins, and Harun before surveying the increasingly chaotic landscape around them.
Which direction should he go?
Where could he find his daughter?
Did his desperate longing reach across the space?
Zing—
From a distance came an aria so beautiful it raised the hair on one’s skin.
As the sound spread gently, the landscape shattered into white.
“Purification…….”
He hadn’t been mistaken after all.
“Huh?”
“Wh-what?”
Those trembling in fear, those lost to terror, those gasping for breath in panic—all of them were entranced by the gentle melody drifting from afar, their minds going blank.
“Ha, what is this.”
He couldn’t tell whether he should be grateful for being shown her location, or grateful for confirming a new truth.
His daughter truly possessed an ability the Halbern bloodline had never held.
An ability that all mages yearned for—salvation itself.
Valere pressed his palm to his forehead, wanting to cry.
“Ah, sister…….”
No one had mentioned anything like this.

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“Des……pair…….”
Parched lips kept repeating the same word over and over.
The last memory this mage in the throes of rampage had was visiting Halbern Manor with his partner mage.
Suddenly his vision went dark, and when he regained consciousness, he was in an unfamiliar place.
And Muti understood.
‘I’m about to rampage.’
He had vaguely thought such a moment might come someday, but he never expected it so soon.
The final fate of a fire-attribute mage was a massive explosion.
Using all their magical power as fuel, they incinerate everything in a wide radius.
“Des……pair…….”
Muti hoped no one would be unfortunate enough to be caught in his rampage.
He prayed only he would die.
His death was already sealed.
From the moment he entered the early stages of rampage, the state was irreversible. Like the countless senior mages he had witnessed before, he too would die this way.
As tears flowed and he wept, Muti desperately suppressed the Corrupted Star Essence trying to escape his body.
If the rampage was delayed even slightly, more people might live.
In his darkening vision, he saw nothing, yet Muti saw his life flash before his eyes.
From a penniless street orphan with nothing to his name, to the moment when someone first discovered his talent for magic and brought him into the Tower.
The joy of no longer having to worry about food or shelter.
The joy of making a friend his own age.
Assisting senior mages’ research, growing his magical power, until finally receiving the stars’ choice.
Then tears burst forth.
In truth, he didn’t want to die.
Though he had resigned himself to this ending, he hadn’t wanted to die like this, accomplishing nothing.
Croon—
His despair caused the Corrupted Star Essence to rage more violently. In the moment when rampage and death loomed so close he couldn’t even breathe, terror seized him.
Zing.
A crystalline melody that opened his senses, which he had forced shut to desperately suppress the Corrupted Star Essence.
He gasped, drawing breath.
Solemn and gentle music he had never heard before in his life caressed his anxiety with tenderness.
Like light.
A melody piercing through like salvation itself.
“Ah…….”
Then an unfamiliar energy washed over him like waves, drenching his entire body.
His body trembled as that clear aura seemed to wash him clean entirely.
The rampage stopped.
“Ha. Ha-ha.”
The corruption that had filled him to the brim purified rapidly, and the raging energy settled gently into peace.
Like when he first became a mage.
As if he had been born anew.
His body, sensing it had been rescued from death’s threshold, wept without restraint.
Muti opened his eyes.
The vision that had been nothing but darkness was now bathed in brilliant light.
“Just, just a little more…….”

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Playing like this always brought back memories of practicing alone in the studio. Those endless days devoted entirely to practice.
Days suffocating and lonely and painful, haunted by the constant wish to simply disappear.
Zing.
With smooth bowing, a beautiful melody sang forth.
Just as my solitude had been comforted then, the music flowing from my fingertips comforted these people now.
The peaceful solace offered by the low G string of the violin.
Perhaps because Bach wrote this piece during his happiest years, the music carried a power that made all who heard it feel at ease and contentment.
“This music is so, so beautiful…….”
“Hic, hic-hic.”
This is what music’s power truly is—singing of life, comforting people.
Though words might fail me, music could express anything.
When the piece ended, the mages stared at me with vacant expressions.
“Ah…….”
After finishing the performance, I clenched and unclenched my hands at the unfamiliar sensation.
Wait, it’s only a five-minute piece—why am I so exhausted?
My hands trembled as if something had drained my energy completely.
Whine—
Even Ether seemed strained, its body shaking, when the dazed mages’ eyes suddenly refocused.
“Wait, that’s…….”
I was debating whether to hide Ether when suddenly one of the mages approached me, trembling.
What, what’s this?
“Huh? Muti, sir?”
“It is! Rampage. You’re about to rampage, aren’t you?!”
“We’re all going to die.”
All my effort went to waste as the atmosphere darkened again.
But then.
“Wait?! But why are your eyes still clear?”
The mages felt something was wrong.
“Ha…….”
The mage called Muti gripped my hand firmly.
“Just, one more piece.”
“……?”
Caught off guard by this unexpected encore request.
I heard the vacant mages murmuring.
“The rampage…….”
“……stopped?”
While the bewildered mages stood in stunned silence at this unprecedented situation, the sole Star-rank Mage present pleaded with me.
“If I hear just one more piece, I think I’ll be able to use magic again.”
I couldn’t possibly refuse in such circumstances.
I raised my bow again.
Bach Partita No. 3 for Solo Violin, Gigue and Rondo.
“Ha…….”
With the serene expression of one who had found peace, Muti raised his hands.
The magical power flowing from his body traced paths, rapidly drawing multiple spell circles.
The hazy landscape clearing with light, refreshing notes.
The strange scenery vanished, and at last we returned to the Business Exhibition Hall.
“Wow.”
“We’re alive!”
The mages embraced each other in joy.
The ordinary people, still confused and not fully comprehending what had happened, stood in bewilderment.
And I…….
‘I’ve done it now.’
I realized I could no longer hide my identity from the Magic Tower.
‘Should I run?’
I was entertaining naive thoughts that if I fled quickly, I might somehow escape, when suddenly a shadow fell across my face.
“……?”
Reflexively, I looked up, and my eyes met a pair of sharp, emerald-green ones.
Long silver hair cascading down, eyes a striking green as if set with emeralds.
Who is this?
“Ha.”
The man’s lips twisted for a moment.
“I wondered where my daughter suddenly appeared from.”
“Wha……?”
My hand was seized. By the time I regained my senses, I was already cradled in the man’s arms.
What?!
I had just begun to process what was happening.
The man gave orders to his subordinates.
“Let’s go. We return to Phytale.”
Wait, shouldn’t you be taking me home?!

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