The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 110
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Chapter 110
This is a story from the distant past.
When the Imperial Palace was still intact, and the Archmage King’s forces weren’t yet so mighty.
Simply put, it was a time when everyone in the Resistance Army held optimistic hopes that tomorrow would be better.
– Reagan, you can’t sleep either, I see. Just how long are you planning to swing that sword?
– Until I gain enlightenment.
– Isn’t being a Sword Master enough? I think that level is more than sufficient.
– Is that something an 8th Circle mage should say?
– Haha, I suppose you’re right.
Late at night.
I was practicing, swinging my sword to finish my daily routine, while Renia sat on a nearby stump with a sleepy face, watching my training.
Renia was always like that. She would only go to bed after seeing me fall asleep first.
But that day was a little different.
– Reagan, do you know what day it is today?
– I don’t know.
– It’s my birthday.
At those words, my hand stopped mid-swing.
I carefully turned to look at Renia, and she smiled brightly.
– Sorry. I didn’t notice.
– No, it’s fine. I didn’t tell you, so it’s natural that you wouldn’t know.
– Hmm.
– So, you can remember from now on. Reagan, I was born on the day flowers bloom. Make sure to remember that.
– What happens if I don’t remember?
– You’ll die by my hand.
We continued such conversation for several minutes.
Renia stretched and got up from the stump.
– My birthday is almost over, so would you like to go somewhere fun?
– At this hour? The shops would be closed.
– Don’t worry. I’ve spotted a place.
Renia was stubborn. She grabbed my hand as I kept refusing and dragged me up the mountain.
And so we arrived at a basin on the mountainside.
– Would you look up at the sky?
– Oh…
Following Renia’s words, I raised my head, and countless stars were pouring down like a waterfall against the pitch-black night sky.
– This is exactly when you can see the most stars.
– Indeed.
– We haven’t had a chance to look at the sky, have we? Since it’s a rare moment of leisure, I thought it would be nice to look at the stars.
Renia sat on a nearby rock and gazed endlessly at the sky.
For me, who had many memories of camping in the wilderness, it wasn’t such a spectacular sight…
But her profile sparkling under the starlight remained in my memory for quite a long time.
– Well, it’s decent enough to look at.
After that, going to see the stars with Renia once a month became an unspoken promise.
If you ask why such memories came to mind now…
“Reagan, look at that. The stars are pouring down, aren’t they?”
It was because the current situation was exactly the same as back then.
The only difference was that Renia beside me was wearing a dazzling pure white dress instead of her dust-covered witch outfit.
And…
“…Renia, wouldn’t it be better if we went back?”
We were delinquent ‘spouses’ who had just abandoned hundreds of wedding guests at the reception and run away.
This escapade was entirely Renia’s idea.
It was due to her bold and stubborn whining that she wanted to spend time alone together rather than mingling with people.
“But I wanted to see these stars.”
“You can see stars from the estate too.”
“Hmm… Then I wanted to see you looking at the stars. Just like how Reagan isn’t even glancing at the stars right now and is only looking at me.”
“…”
It seems my gaze was quite obvious.
When I smiled bitterly, Renia giggled.
“Don’t worry. If Father really intended to find us, he would have found us immediately.”
“True.”
It had been an hour since we climbed the Estate Backhill.
The fact that Steren hadn’t come looking for us until then meant, well.
He was giving us that much of a reprieve.
“…Reagan, you know what? I like stars. Do you know why?”
I answered that question without hesitation.
“Because no matter what happens to the world, that starlight will remain the same. When you look at it, all our worries feel very small.”
“…Huh? How did you know?”
Renia’s eyes widened.
I shrugged. I couldn’t tell her I had heard it from herself.
“Just, I thought you might think that way.”
At my evasion, Renia blinked for a moment, then burst into laughter.
“Reagan is sharp in strange ways.”
As we gazed at the stars for a while.
Suddenly, the citrus scent grew stronger.
When I turned my head, Renia had somehow come right next to the rock I was sitting on.
“Reagan. Now that we’re officially married, may I ask you just one thing?”
“Sure. Anything.”
“Okay.”
I thought some trivial question would come, but Renia’s next words were unexpected.
“Reagan, you’re hiding something from me.”
“…”
Renia’s tone was flat.
It wasn’t a question. She was stating it as fact right now.
The fact that I was hiding something from Renia.
“Right?”
Renia emphasized again. However, I found it hard to guess what exactly she was pointing out.
But Renia’s expression was calm rather than angry, and she didn’t seem to be trying to interrogate me.
“…There are things I’m hiding.”
When I spoke honestly, Renia nodded as if she had expected it.
“It’s not just one thing, is it?”
“…”
It was true.
There were several things.
Among them, the most crucial secret was… naturally, about the ‘regression’.
When I didn’t answer, Renia carefully continued.
“Reagan… we’ve been together for almost two years now, haven’t we? So maybe that’s why… I can see it.”
“…See it?”
“Yeah. Reagan, you… always act as if you’re being chased. When we were in Orelion, when we were in Arcamen, when we went to Trion. You’re always in a hurry like someone cornered on a cliff’s edge.”
“…”
I felt like she had hit the nail on the head.
Indeed.
There had been a sense of urgency in my movements, rushing to stop the Archmage King’s plans and expel the Black Mages.
Had it appeared that way to others as well?
If not… was it because Renia was perceptive enough to notice?
“Reagan, that secret you mentioned. Is it absolutely impossible for you to tell me?”
“…Probably.”
“Even though we’re married now? Even though I’m your wife?”
“That’s…”
How could I possibly tell her?
The secret of my regression was something I didn’t want to tell anyone else. Especially not Renia herself.
Maybe if it were Steren, but…
What was the reason? It was hard for me to define my own feelings. However…
‘Do I not want my memories to be invaded?’
I didn’t want to burden Renia, who was smiling so brightly before my eyes, with the weight of my miserable memories from my previous life.
Perhaps it was because of such petty pride, or rather selfish mindset.
As I hesitated to answer for a while, Renia smiled faintly and nodded.
“Okay. If it’s hard for you to say, Reagan, you don’t have to.”
“…”
“But later, when you’re ready, you must tell me.”
That blind and infinite trust, without even the slightest complaint or whining.
Hearing those words made my chest ache.
Renia continued speaking.
“And if you have to go somewhere again next time, tell me too. I’ll go with you. Even if I don’t know what’s happening, I can still help, right?”
“…”
As expected.
Having experienced death once, the reason I risked my life for this woman again and ended up giving her my heart once more was all thanks to this personality of hers.
As I quietly gazed at the stars, I felt a warm sensation against my side. Before I knew it, Renia had wiggled her way up onto the rock and into my arms.
There was no reason to refuse.
There were no watching eyes anyway.
Well, not entirely absent.
“The stars are beautiful.”
The thousands upon thousands of stars floating in the night sky were all wedding guests.
I carefully wrapped my arms around Renia’s waist.
Soon, I met the gaze of Renia’s violet eyes as she looked up.
Without either of us taking the lead, our lips met.
The cool night breeze and Renia’s sweet citrus scent lingered around my nose.
The night was deep.
* * *
It was around midnight, after all the reception festivities had ended, when Renia and Reagan returned to the estate.
Steren von Benheim, the head of Benheim, let out a deep sigh upon seeing the two who had returned late at night.
“Does it make any sense for the bride and groom to run away on their wedding day? It was also disrespectful to the distinguished guests who came from across the entire continent to congratulate you.”
Though it was a stern rebuke, Renia instead giggled and scratched her cheek.
Only then did Steren notice the strange atmosphere between the two. Seeing Renia’s disheveled hair, flushed cheeks, and how she avoided eye contact while sneakily hiding behind Reagan’s back, he roughly guessed what had happened.
“…”
Steren wanted to ask.
What exactly had happened that evening?
However…
“…Hmm.”
They had already held the ceremony, and the two were now husband and wife.
No matter how much he was the head of Benheim, no matter how much he was a supreme 7th-tier Archmage.
It meant he could no longer intervene between them as a ‘father.’
Steren let out a groan and tapped the table with a complex expression.
After several minutes of awkward silence continued…
“…Father-in-law.”
Steren’s shoulders flinched at the sudden form of address. Renia finally couldn’t hold back and burst into giggles while turning her head away.
Steren irritably removed his monocle and nodded.
“Yes, Reagan. Do you have something to say?”
“Yes. I do.”
This shameless son-in-law straightened his shoulders confidently as if he felt not an ounce of embarrassment.
“I’d like to go on a honeymoon with Renia.”
“…”
Having run away from the reception without permission, he now boldly demanded a honeymoon upon his return—such shamelessness.
Steren swallowed a hollow laugh as if he couldn’t believe it.
“I trust you’ll give us permission.”
“…Fine. The honeymoon… where to, may I ask?”
“Probably…”
And so the next morning dawned.
The distinguished guests remaining in Benheim could not find any trace of the newlywed couple, even though the day had changed.
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