My Husband Is Not the Magic Tower Master - Chapter 93

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Episode 93

A Demon Realm Portal that materialized overnight like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
Behind all of this stood the king.
Within the Magic Tower, it was already an open rumor, but currently this incident remained strictly classified information—to mages only.
‘If we announced this carelessly, there wouldn’t even be bones left to pick up.’
The king had ‘directly’ opened a door leading to the Demon Realm?
And now there was no one left to hold accountable.
The king, who had long since devoted not only his flesh but his very soul to Dark Magic, was as good as dead already.
‘This is… what exactly.’
It was no different from pronouncing a death sentence on the entire nation.
Which made the headache worse.
There was still no clear countermeasure against the portal, yet I couldn’t just grab anyone and carelessly spread the word outside.
But if we kept silent within the Magic Tower, matters only grew larger.
Demons poured endlessly from the sky, tearing through the Human Realm.
At this rate, frankly, it was only a matter of time before the Human Realm was consumed by the Demon Realm.
‘If there’s no way to stop it and this situation becomes known to the outside at all…’
Right now, with troubles piling on troubles, a nationwide uprising breaking out in the kingdom would be justified.
Royal rebellion. Bloodshed. An endless, eternal war against demons.
No matter what worst-case scenario I imagined, it would seem reasonable.
While I wrestled with this internally, Carlo reluctantly offered the only countermeasure available, and Elline called out to me with tears glistening in her eyes.
My head didn’t just throb—it felt as though it might split open.
‘Ah.’
What was I to do about this.
I needed to think of something, yet my body had gone rigid, paralyzed, scarcely able to move.
I simply stared blankly into empty air while voices and words crossed back and forth around me.
Only brave protagonists in manga could manage to stay clever in the face of disaster.
Someone like me, just trying to survive reality, had already found even the basic narrative structure of this world exhausting.
Words upon words piled up like that, stretching on endlessly, when it happened.
“Enough. Stop your quarreling.”
Carlo spoke, his brow furrowed with irritation.
“Rather than let three Archmages who aren’t even qualified argue about who should go, I’ll simply go myself.”
“…Pardon? Are you saying that, Tower Lord?”
No, that won’t do!
Someone cried out reflexively, concerned about the Tower Lord’s absence.
But Carlo said he was more afraid of losing me than losing his own life.
“I won’t die.”
“….”
“But my wife—that’s different. She’ll really die.”
Then it was another parting.
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Once the plan was decided, unlike the conference that had dragged along at a tortoise’s pace, execution moved swiftly.
Temporary tents were erected across the realm, and every mage of Intermediate Level and above took position against the demons pouring from the portal.
And within the hour, Carlo would enter the Demon Realm directly.
With the Security Magic supplied by the mobilized mages, he would seal the Demon Realm’s gate and become completely isolated within.
Carlo assured me again and again, despite my anxiety, that he would survive safely thanks to his Immortality.
Even so, I was not reassured.
For how many meaningless deaths might he face in the meantime.
“…I suppose I bear some responsibility for Delpheid’s state.”
“That can’t be. Not everyone who’s given a chance grows up the right way.”
At Carlo’s candid words, I let out a small laugh.
Looking up at a sky covered in Dark Magic, nothing but darkness—guilt that shouldn’t even exist could find purchase on anyone.
“Even if someone tries to set them right, those meant to be crooked will find a twisted path regardless.”
“…Is that so.”
“The feeling Carlo has right now is just a matter of perspective. The needless self-reproach of a good man… something like that.”
I did my best to comfort that kind heart of his.
Beneath the pitch-black darkness and the sound of rough wind, I clutched his hand tightly, unwilling to let go.
Still, the more I looked up at the sky, the stranger my feelings became.
The sky we once gazed at together in the center of the Delphinid gardens was always warm with sunlight and filled with bright light.
Yet standing in the same place now, the atmosphere felt entirely different.
‘This is so absurd I could laugh despite myself.’
This landscape was the sort that could spawn a whole tragedy narrative on the spot.
It was as though there had never been a single ray of sunlight from the beginning—almost a hell unto itself.
Today truly wasn’t the right weather for a fitting farewell with him.
So I decided not to show Carlo a sorrowful face.
“You’ll be back soon, won’t you?”
“Yes. Three days at most.”
“So you mean just an hour, then. But even that felt long to me….”
Perhaps because we’d once been trapped together, three days felt like three years.
In the Demon Realm it was actually only an hour, but a world filled entirely with attacks from grotesque demons had been genuinely horrible.
At the thought of a memory I didn’t even want to recall, I shuddered and shook my head vigorously.
“Elline will be coming here soon anyway…. I’ll hold strong for these three days.”
Dealing with the remaining demons, reinforcing the defensive barriers. Either way, there’d be mountains of work waiting.
‘Parting is painful, but it can’t be helped.’
Having decided to live here as an unplanned married couple, all that remained was to overcome this final trial set by the last villain.
Carlo, who had smiled silently at my resolve, pulled me firmly into his embrace.
Then he whispered softly near my ear.
“I love you.”
“…You could tell me that when you come back, you know?”
“I’ll say it twice. Now, and then.”
“All right. Then I’ll give you my answer when you return.”
Following Carlo, who had buried his lips against my shoulder, I buried my face in his chest and murmured softly.
Now that I thought about it, had I ever properly told him that I loved him?
I couldn’t quite remember, and I was just blinking quietly when—
Carlo slowly drew me away from his embrace and, using magic, rose gently toward the portal.
“…I’m going now.”
His body, drifting steadily away from me, soon drew near the entrance to the Demon Realm Portal.
In another moment, Carlo would vanish into the portal in an instant—just as he had when he crossed the boundary and entered the Demon Realm before.
But contrary to expectation, his body, upon contact with the portal, could not enter any further.
Hummmm.
Crack!
“Rose, I’m here… Ugh!”
Elline, who had just arrived at Delphinid at that very moment, startled violently, as if sensing a fierce wave of power, and suddenly sank to her knees.
Instinctively covering her ears, she scrunched her face in distress and looked about frantically at her surroundings.
Because ‘something’ had forcibly repelled Carlo as he was entering the Demon Realm.
“What is this? What’s happening!”
“…We were rejected.”
“What? What rejected what, exactly?”
Beyond the distant sky.
Carlo simply hung suspended in empty air, as though barred by an invisible wall.
Elline, seemingly unaware of him, stared at me with an anxious expression.
Then, in an instant, the pitch-black portal shifted its position and approached me.
As though it had been waiting for its true target all along.

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