Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 287

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It was a heavy story.
Heavy.
Heavier than I’d imagined.
I’d sensed there was something profound and sticky between Hege and Cheiyen that no one else could wedge into, but not something like this.
‘So the senior who survived and endured that treatment process I went through—that was Cheiyen all along?’
And it turned out that procedure was actually transferring immortality.
The reason Hege can walk around openly now without anyone catching on that he’s the original Grand Mage is because he split his Authority with Cheiyen, leaving him without his former dignity.
Thanks to that, I did survive, but it was a heavier story than I’d anticipated, and I had no idea how to respond.
“…I see.”
I barely managed to answer, watching for a reaction, and Hege’s expression was far from normal.
Having laid everything bare to me, Hege looked deathly pale.
He looked so fragile I was afraid he might shatter if I so much as tapped him, but when our eyes met, he fixed me with a determined gaze, as though he’d made a decision.
“You’re allowed to tell me you’re disappointed. If you don’t wish to call me your teacher, you can say so.”
…?
What part of this conversation gives him reason to think I’d be disappointed?
And here was this Immortal, with eyes that would surely hurt if I actually said something like that to him—what was he talking about?
Hege seemed to think I regarded him as some kind of flawless being.
Maybe the other mages do, but to me, he’s just a shut-in truth fanatic.
‘People make mistakes.’
The consequences of those mistakes are vast, affected the entire world, and did manage to produce one absolute madman, but…
Wait, is this even on a scale I can brush off as a simple mistake?
Still, things that hadn’t made sense suddenly did.
I finally understood why Cheiyen took such an interest in me and showed me such extraordinary kindness.
And.
‘That’s why he was so ready to kill me just because I mentioned Hege once at the Ruins.’
That bastard puts on such a show, but he’s just a Hege fanatic?
Though his methods are certainly twisted.
‘And I hit him with a “Your teacher is so cool.” No wonder his eyes went absolutely mad.’
As I stifled nervous laughter, I felt Hege watching my reaction.
“Hmm.”
Pause.
“Ah…”
Flinch.
Every time I started to say something, he froze, watching only for my response, and before I knew it, I was enjoying this too much.
That should be enough.
“I have a question.”
“A question?”
I met Hege’s eyes directly—those faint golden pupils still lingering in them.
“Do you still want to die?”
A deep silence descended.
Hege didn’t answer, but his silence spoke volumes.
‘So that’s why this teacher has no drive for anything and always seems like a deflated water balloon.’
An Immortal with depression.
‘But the world is vast and full of different kinds of people.’
I was a broad-minded person. I could understand and overlook something like this.
“Then, if you still want to die, why did you stop Cheiyen? I don’t like what that bastard’s doing, but if you’d just left him alone, you could have gotten what you want.”
“Because I couldn’t leave it alone.”
Hege looked at me as if to say, what kind of question is that?
“Why?”
“So you’re telling me to just stand by and watch while that bastard kills every mage and devours even the stars, just because I want to die?”
The fading golden light in his pupils flared up like sparks of fire. His voice carried the faintest edge of anger.
“Then why don’t you just kill Cheiyen?”
“…”
Silence fell again.
Hege said nothing and kept his mouth shut, but I could read his expression.
‘He still cares for Cheiyen.’
I don’t know what’s so wonderful about that bastard.
Then again, that’s probably why he sealed him instead of killing him.
The “Atonement” Hege mentioned—is that really because of Cheiyen?
“…I can’t say you did well, but I believe in you, Hege. You didn’t turn away from your own mistakes.”
In the end, it was Hege who protected the mages. Even while still wanting to die.
“I don’t like my senior much, but that’s not your fault either.”
Hege’s expression changed.
He looked moved.
“Arelin…”
“Yes, Hege. This is proof.”
You did well keeping your disciple alive, didn’t you?
“…Thank you.”
Hege’s expression softened, and he gazed at me warmly.
I don’t want to ruin this touching moment, but I should say what needs saying.
“But you should go out a bit, Master. There’s so much enjoyment in the world.”
“…”
Suddenly, memories of Fession scolding me in the past came to mind. I hadn’t known I’d end up like this back then.
But Hege is even worse than I was!
“Stuck in that tower corner babbling about clouds in the sky—that’s what darkens a person, isn’t it? Why don’t you at least read novels! Hmm? Let me recommend some for you?”
“…”
As I nagged away, Hege quietly avoided me and fled.
“Master?! Master!”
* * *
Late in the night, a man in a black Robe walked through a sparsely populated back alley.
When he reached the depths of that shadowed passage where even starlight couldn’t touch, a small door that showed no sign of existence opened, and the man’s silhouette vanished.
“You’ve returned, Fusco.”
This was a sanctuary for mages who had turned their backs on the stars.
They’d been criticized for abandoning their yearning for the stars and merging with shadow, branded as Black Mages for chasing darkness—this was a refuge for such mages.
“Yes, it’s been a while.”
These so-called Black Mages called themselves by this name.
The Black Mage Liberation Alliance.
Though Black Mages had abandoned their yearning for the stars, they harbored a dream that they could open new horizons in Magic.
‘Current mages are strange.’
Despite possessing tremendous power, they were too busy gazing skyward to use it. They spent their entire lives thanking the stars for the power they granted and seeking to become stars themselves.
Despite the fact that Mortals can never become stars.
They were those who had seen the ‘Truth’ that the Magic Tower hid.
The fact that mages can never become stars, no matter how hard they strive.
Magic should be used for the world. Not for those stars floating arbitrarily in the heavens.
A gathering of those who wanted mages to be more respected and a world reorganized around mages.
That was the Black Mage Liberation Alliance.
Though they now gathered strength in darkness, they believed the day would come when they could laugh at those pretentious Star-rank Mages acting virtuous.
“Any notable developments?”
“Our plan to teach ordinary people of mages’ power proceeds smoothly. Everyone wants to gain strength, so we can hardly keep up with demand.”
“Is that so? That’s fortunate.”
“However, the matter in Gairen has failed, and morale among the members has suffered.”
The plan to revive a god and brainwash it into serving their will to reshape the world according to their designs ended in utter failure.
It was a plan they’d labored over for decades, so the damage to the Alliance from this failure was immense.
“Don’t worry. The day we dominate the world will come.”
“We have faith.”
“Then see that everyone remains steadfast and undisturbed.”
“Yes. Ah, Fusco. What should we do about the unrecruited mages at our branch?”
“Unfortunately, we must handle them according to protocol.”
“Of course.”
“By the way… where is ‘that person’?”
* * *
Cheiyen was listening to the dying curses of fragmenting stars in the Other Side World.
Though the stars had been devoured long ago, they still maintained their consciousness and refused to be absorbed into him.
The relentless curses of the stars were unbearable, but Cheiyen ignored them as if he couldn’t hear.
Crack.
Another star split apart. As it fractured and weakened, the star’s power hummed around the area, and the star’s fragments transformed into mist and were absorbed into Cheiyen.
“It would be easier if you all just gave up.”
Why did they refuse to take his hand?
Master, too.
That woman, as well.
Cheiyen, shrouded in mist, lifted his gaze to the sky.
The sky of the Other Side World shows no stars. Only the domains that the stars possess are visible.
Searching through those domains for his own star and Master’s star, Cheiyen gazed endlessly upward.
As though it were the only thing he could do now.
* * *
I’d finally made it home.
On the way back, I’d been caught by some mages and done something-or-other, but the important thing was that I was home.
“My home!”
Suffering awaits those who leave home!
Danger lurks outside the blankets!
I’d resolved never to set foot outside my room again.
“The debutante ball!”
“For the young lady’s debutante ball!”
That party had come back.

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