The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 92

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Chapter 92

In my previous life, I never held favorable feelings toward dark mages.

The Dark Mage Guild cooperated entirely with the Archmage King not long after he rose to power.

Not only the dark mages under his command, but even unaffiliated dark mages were the same. Every dark mage, without exception, willingly served as the Archmage King’s hands and feet.

Dark mages hired by the Archmage King infiltrated the resistance’s barracks almost daily, so everyone in the resistance, including Renia and myself, trembled at the sight of dark mages.

Even after my regression, when I hadn’t yet entered the path of mana, I instantly recognized that Sheril was a dark mage the first time I saw her—that says it all.

“Such a Dark Mage Guild has become one of the Seven Great Towers…”

It didn’t seem like a good sign at all.

The Dark Mage Guild, having gained power by becoming one of the Seven Great Towers, would flaunt their influence rather than quietly crouching in hiding.

Just like the Trion incident last time, the Archmage King might use some scheme with the Shadow Tower as Malik’s replacement.

Though Gideon said he would investigate personally, since he too belonged to the Imperial Mage Tower, I didn’t trust him much.

So I asked Steren about the whole story.

“…How did the Shadow Tower end up joining the Seven Great Towers?”

“It was a natural progression.”

Steren’s answer was simple.

“The Shadow Tower couldn’t be listed among the Seven Great Towers only because of the special nature of training dark mages, but their power already exceeded that of the lower ranks of ordinary Seven Great Towers. In such a situation, with a vacancy in the Seven Great Towers, there wasn’t much to debate.”

“…Did everyone agree?”

“At least everyone except Benheim and the Ochre Tower agreed.”

“…”

Well.

Even though dark mages learn magic separate from conventional magical systems, it’s different from black magic. Dark mages are also recognized as legitimate mages, so there would have been little opposition.

“What kind of person is the Shadow Tower Lord?”

“Arania Morian Shady. A 7th Rank intermediate, currently the continent’s only female Grand Mage.”

A name I’d never heard before.

I hadn’t heard of a Grand Mage with such a name even in my previous life.

However, being the Dark Mage Guild leader, it was highly likely she wasn’t known to the public.

“That’s surprising though. A female tower lord. I thought Rosalindr would be the only one.”

“Rather, that child Rosalindr is the unusual one. The Shadow Tower has always elected only female mages as tower lords.”

“…Is there a reason?”

“I heard it’s due to tradition or some prohibition. I don’t know the details either. Dark mages are always the type to hide their true intentions.”

After hearing Steren’s explanation, I pondered for a moment before asking.

“There’s one thing I’d like to ask.”

“That question… is it about Sheril after all?”

“That’s right. Why is Sheril, a dark mage from the Shadow Tower, working as a maid for Benheim? And she’s a skilled practitioner who’s reached the 5th Rank.”

“…There are various circumstances…”

Steren gave a bitter smile and patted my shoulder.

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

He ended the conversation with such vague words.

When I returned to the main house without gaining much information, Sheril was there doing her usual maid work.

However…

Crash.

“…Sheril?”

“It’s fine. My hand just slipped for a moment.”

Recently, Sheril had been making mistakes constantly.

Breaking dishes, boiling expensive clothes while washing them, falling down stairs.

These were mistakes that Sheril, with her usually meticulous nature, would never make, which made them even more jarring.

“…Sheril, you don’t look well. If you’re not feeling good, how about resting for a few days?”

Renia asked with a worried expression, but Sheril stubbornly shook her head while cleaning up the dish fragments.

“Thank you for your concern, Miss. But I’m really fine. I simply made a mistake.”

However, no one believed Sheril’s answer. Everyone knew that the cause of her being so flustered was the news Steren had brought last time.

They just didn’t voice it out of consideration for Sheril’s feelings.

‘Why is she so shaken?’

Sheril is a dark mage. Naturally, she’s from the Shadow Tower.

However, there must be some reason why she became so agitated upon hearing that the Shadow Tower had become one of the Seven Great Towers.

But since Sheril herself wasn’t talking, there must be a good reason for that. I remained silent without prying further.

A few days later.

As Steren had said, an incident occurred that resolved all questions.

“…An envoy has come from the Shadow Tower.”

Dark mages had come to Benheim.

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At the main gate of Benheim Estate.

Three dark mages from the Shadow Tower stepped down from their carriage.

All of them wore long black robes.

“We seek an audience with the head of Benheim. My name is Xenon Sierik. And the two behind me are Vera and Sierra. Both are ‘Daughters of Shadow.'”

Behind the elderly man at the front stood two women around Renia’s age with sneering expressions.

“…”

A characteristic of dark mages is that it’s difficult to gauge their level from appearance alone.

However, if they came as envoys to a great house like Benheim, one could assume they were at least 5th to 6th Rank.

“…Sheril.”

Meanwhile, Renia seemed more worried about Sheril than the visiting dark mages, examining her face.

Indeed, Sheril’s breathing became irregular the moment she saw the dark mages entering the estate. Even more so when she saw the two sneering women behind the old man.

“…Wouldn’t it be better for you to go inside? You’re a maid, so you don’t really need to come out.”

“No… I can’t do that. Probably… their business is…”

Before Sheril could finish speaking, Steren spread his arms and said.

“Welcome, mages of the Shadow Tower. You’ve traveled far and worked hard. How is Madam Shady doing?”

“Of course she’s well. Rather, she’s so healthy it’s almost troublesome.”

The old man called Xenon exchanged greetings with an upright posture. Then Steren said.

“There are many watching eyes here, and the day is still chilly, so let’s go to the inner reception room of the main house to talk.”

Steren tried to have an attendant guide the party to the inner reception room, but Xenon shook his head.

“We appreciate the hospitality, but before going in, since this is a brief matter, let me speak here first.”

“Hmm?”

Steren frowned. The head of the family was inviting guests into the main house, but the guests were refusing.

By any measure, it was quite rude.

However, Xenon acted as if he didn’t care at all, gesturing to one of the women behind him and bringing forth a small box.

“This is a token of goodwill from the Imperial Mage Tower to Benheim for their distinguished service in resolving the Trion incident.”

“Why is the Shadow Tower delivering a gift from the Imperial Mage Tower?”

“Because the Shadow Tower has also become one of the Seven Great Towers.”

Deliberately delivering the Imperial Mage Tower’s bestowed gift with their own hands.

This was close to an implicit display that the Shadow Tower stood on equal footing with the Benheim Mage Tower.

Steren must have had the same thought, as his brow furrowed.

“Then surely such a great Seven Great Tower didn’t come all the way to distant Benheim just to deliver a single gift.”

“Of course not. Our real business is separate.”

Xenon smiled unpleasantly and slightly raised his head.

“We are currently looking for someone.”

“Someone… People are everywhere, so I don’t quite understand why you’d come all the way to Benheim to say such a thing.”

“Hahaha. The family head is quite good at jokes.”

Xenon smiled smugly and raised his eyebrows.

“We’ve simply come to retrieve someone from the Shadow Tower.”

“…”

Steren’s expression turned cold. Xenon paid no mind and looked around while speaking.

“We from the Shadow Tower have come to escort Miss Rasheline Sheydi, who should be here in Benheim.”

Rasheline Sheydi.

Everyone who heard that name frowned.

At the very least, there wasn’t a single mage by that name in Benheim.

More importantly, the surname Sheydi was….

‘Isn’t that the Shadow Tower Lord’s surname?’

Just as that thought crossed my mind.

Cautiously, Sheril who had been beside me stepped forward a few paces and stood before everyone.

“…Did you call for me, Elder Jeonon.”

Everyone struggled to understand the situation.

Even Renia’s eyes widened as she looked back and forth between Jeonon and Sheril.

Rasheline Sheydi. Sheril had responded when they said they were looking for her.

That meant….

‘The two are the same person.’

I mulled over the two names.

Rasheline.

Sheril.

“…Ah.”

Only then did I realize the truth that Sheril’s name was an alias.

Sheril’s real name was probably… Rasheline Sheydi, just as Jeonon had said.

‘…Certainly.’

Looking back, it wasn’t as if there were no clues.

First, Sheril’s level was far too high for someone simply working as a maid.

5th Circle at twenty years old. That’s a level that wouldn’t be strange even for the heir of a prominent mage family.

It was quite suspicious from the start that such a skilled person was working as a maid in Benheim, not even professionally employed.

Moreover, not long ago, in the carriage heading to Trion, hadn’t Sheril said with her own mouth:

– I was a candidate for sub-tower lord of the Shadow Tower.

I could now understand that the surname Sheydi was the same as the current Shadow Tower Lord’s.

In other words….

‘Is Sheril… the daughter of the current Shadow Tower Lord, Arania Sheydi?’

Then why was a covert mage of such noble status doing menial work in Benheim?

The question was soon answered.

Jeonon bowed respectfully toward Sheril and said:

“Miss Rasheline, there is a message from the Shadow Tower.”

Upon hearing this, Sheril seemed to sense what was coming and asked with a distorted expression:

“What did… mother say to me?”

“She said that the daughter of shadows… is destined never to walk in the light.”

“….”

Sheril bit her lip.

The two women behind Jeonon chuckled as if pleased by Sheril’s reaction.

Seeing Sheril at a loss for words, Jeonon raised the corners of his mouth and drove the final nail:

“Please return to the Shadow Tower now. The day of the ritual approaches.”

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