Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 300

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300
Chapter

It was a heavy conversation.
Heavy.
Heavier than I’d expected.
I’d known there was something deep and viscous between Master and Cheiyen that no one else could wedge themselves into, but this? I never imagined it would be like this.
‘So the senior who endured and survived the treatment process I went through—that was Cheiyen all along?’
And it turned out to be a procedure for transferring Immortality itself.
The reason Master can walk around openly without anyone discovering he’s the first Grand Mage is that he split his Authority in half with Cheiyen, losing the majesty he once possessed.
Thanks to that, I lived, but the story was far heavier than I’d anticipated, and I had no idea what reaction I should give.
“…I see.”
I managed the response, gauging the atmosphere, but Master’s expression was far from ordinary.
Having laid everything bare to me, Master’s face had gone ashen.
He looked fragile enough to shatter at the slightest touch, and when our eyes met, Master gazed at me with a determined look, as if he’d made some kind of resolve.
“You’re free to say you’re disappointed in me. If you’d rather not have me as your master, you can say so.”
……?
Where in this story is there anything disappointing about Master?
And this Immortal—the way his eyes looked like they’d shatter if I really said something like that—what was this even about?
Master seemed to believe I saw him as flawless.
Perhaps the other mages did, but… to me, Master was just a philosophy enthusiast stuck in the corner of a room.
‘People make mistakes sometimes.’
The consequences of this mistake were enormous, affected the whole world, and even created some madman, but…….
Wait, is this even a scale you can gloss over as a mistake?
Still, many things that hadn’t made sense before suddenly did.
I could understand why Cheiyen took such an interest in me and showed me extraordinary kindness.
And.
‘So that’s why Cheiyen nearly killed me just for mentioning Master at the Ruin.’
That bastard put on quite the show, but he was really just smitten with Master, wasn’t he?
Though his methods were completely twisted, of course.
‘I even hit him with “Your master is cool.” No wonder his eyes went wild.’
As I sat there stifling my laughter, I felt Master watching me.
“Hmm.”
A pause.
“Hmm…….”
A flinch.
Every time I was about to say something, he froze and just watched my face, and I found it so entertaining that I secretly savored it for a moment.
That should be enough.
“I have a question.”
“A question?”
I looked directly into Master’s eyes, where faint golden light still lingered.
“Do you still want to die?”
A profound silence fell.
Master didn’t answer, but the silence was answer enough.
‘So that’s why Master has no motivation for anything and just looks like a deflated balloon.’
An Immortal with depression.
‘But the world is wide and full of different people.’
I was a broad-minded person. I could understand and move past something like this.
“Then why did you stop Cheiyen if you still want to die? I don’t like what that bastard does, but if you’d left him alone, he could’ve given you what you wanted.”
“Because I couldn’t leave it alone.”
Master looked at me as if asking what nonsense I was spouting.
“Why?”
“So just because I want to die, I should quietly watch that bastard kill every single mage and devour even the stars?”
The dimmed golden light in Master’s eyes flared like sparks. His voice held a faint edge of anger.
“Then why not just kill Cheiyen?”
“…….”
Silence fell again.
Master said nothing, his lips sealed, but I could read his expression.
‘Master still cherishes Cheiyen.’
What’s even precious about someone like that?
Although, that’s probably why he sealed him away instead of killing him.
The “atonement” Master spoke of—it was indeed because of Cheiyen, wasn’t it?
“…I can’t say you did well, but I believe in you, Master. You didn’t turn away from your own mistakes.”
In the end, it was Master who protected the mages. Even while still wanting to die.
“I don’t particularly like the senior, but that’s not Master’s fault either.”
Master’s expression changed.
It seemed like my words had moved him.
“Arelin…….”
“Yes, Master. This is what it means.”
Aren’t you glad you kept your student alive?
“…Thank you.”
Master looked at me with a much lighter expression, his gaze warm.
I didn’t want to break this wholesome moment, but I had to say what I came to say.
“But Master, you should go out sometimes. There’s so much joy in the world, you know?”
“…….”
Suddenly, memories of Fession scolding me in the past came to mind. Back then, I didn’t know I’d become like this.
But Master is even worse than I was!
“Just staying cooped up in the tower spouting abstract nonsense will darken anyone’s soul, won’t it? Why don’t you at least read some novels! Hmm? I can recommend some for you!”
“…….”
Master, who’d been quietly listening to my nagging, turned away and fled.
“Master?! Master!”
* * *
Late at night, a man in a black robe walked through an empty Back Alley.
When he reached the depths of the shaded alley where even starlight didn’t reach, a small door that wasn’t openly visible opened, and the man’s figure vanished.
“Welcome back, Pusco.”
This was a sanctuary for mages who’d turned their backs on the stars.
They’d been criticized for abandoning their yearning for the stars and sinking into shadow, and they were called Black Mages for pursuing darkness—a hidden refuge for such mages.
“Yes, it’s been a while.”
The so-called “Black Mages” called themselves this.
The Mage Liberation Alliance.
Though they’d abandoned their yearning for the stars, the Black Mages harbored a dream that they could open new horizons in magic.
‘Current mages are strange.’
They possessed enormous power, yet rather than use it, they were busy gazing at the heavens. They spent their entire lives grateful for the strength the stars granted them, striving to become stars themselves.
Even though Mortals could never become stars.
They were ones who’d awakened to the “truth” that the Magic Tower had concealed.
The fact that no matter how hard a mage strived in their lifetime, they could never become a star.
Magic should be used for the world. Not for those stars floating arbitrarily in the sky.
An organization of those who wished for mages to be more respected, for a world reorganized around mages.
That was the Mage Liberation Alliance.
Though they now grew stronger in darkness, they believed in a day when they would laugh at those detestable Star-rank Mages who pretended to virtue—believers in a coming reckoning.
“Nothing particular happened?”
“Our plan to reveal mage power to lowly ordinary people proceeds smoothly. Since we told them anyone could gain strength, they’re scrambling to take everything.”
“Ah, that’s fortunate then.”
“However, the matter in Gairen ended in failure, and it’s affected the members’ morale.”
Their plan to resurrect a god, brainwash it, and control it to remake the world according to their will had failed miserably.
It was a plan prepared for decades, and the damage to the Alliance from this failure was considerable.
“Don’t worry. The day we dominate the world will come.”
“I believe so.”
“So keep everyone steady and settled.”
“Yes. Oh, Pusco. What about the mages in the branch who haven’t been brought over?”
“We have no choice. It’s regrettable, but handle it according to principle.”
“Yes, understood.”
“By the way… where is ‘that person’?”
* * *
Cheiyen was listening to the curses of the fragmenting stars in the Hidden World.
Though the stars had long since been consumed by him, they still maintained their consciousness and refused to be assimilated into him.
The relentless curses boring into him were vicious, but Cheiyen ignored them as if he couldn’t hear.
Crack.
Another star shattered. As it broke, the weakened star’s power hummed around it, and the star fragments turned to mist and were absorbed into Cheiyen.
“It’d be easier if they all just gave up.”
Why did they keep refusing to take his hand?
Master.
That girl too.
Shrouded in mist, Cheiyen lifted his head to gaze at the sky.
In the Hidden World’s sky, the stars weren’t visible. Only the territories they possessed.
Searching that expanse for his own star and Master’s star, Cheiyen stared endlessly upward.
As though it were the only thing he could do now.
* * *
Finally, I got home.
On the way back I got caught by some mages and did something-or-other, but what mattered was that I was finally home.
“My home!”
Life gets harder the moment you leave home!
The world beyond the blanket is dangerous!
I’d resolved not to step one foot outside my room ever again.
“Debutante!”
“For the debutante’s ball!”
That party had come back.

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