Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 17

The youngest son of the magic family, episode 17,

Larsen said.

“Hampton.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

Hampton took a step forward.

“Get ten prickly pear and sow it in the Hailan region.”

“You mean the beginning of the decade?”

Hampton had prepared ten-year-old candles in advance.

“If you boil ten-year-old herb in sea silver water for 18 minutes, the plague in the Hailan region will be solved.”

“This is my first medicinal method, Confucius. “Can you explain?”

Hampton’s expression was serious. How could Confucius know something that even he himself, who studied pharmacy and self-study, did not know?

“Do not doubt the power of your light.”

“….”

It was an absurd reason, but Hampton was thrilled. The power of light. Infinite trust welled up in the heart of Hampton, the shadow.

“…All right. “I will obey your orders.”

Hampton, who was not satisfied with the simplicity, went out to save Tennyeoncho.

Eventually, Heira could not contain her curiosity and cautiously opened her mouth. It was a huge improvement compared to how I acted in fear on the first day.

“Confucius. “I may be presumptuous, but may I ask one question?”

“why? Are you curious about how I knew the recipe?”

Larsen really liked Heira’s changes. Anyway, I took off my mask. The more masks an assassin has, the more dangerous he is.

“yes. Honestly, yes. “It doesn’t make sense to me.”

Larsen chuckled.

“I’m Mayton.”

“….”

“How many secrets can there be in the Mayton family?”

Heira did not ask any more questions.

“Good teaching. thank you.”

Heira flinched for a moment. Those words were correct. If Mayton doesn’t want to reveal the reason, he doesn’t have to. However, you must be confident at that time. Heira was surprised by its majesty. That confident attitude just reminded me of the head of the family when I was young.

I remembered what Larsen said the other day.

[Hey. Isn’t there Karutin stem tea from the Chalpes Mountains?]

[And my mother drinks tea with me every day at this time. You understand, right?]

It’s a tea I don’t know much about because I don’t drink it often, but I was told to boil it and serve it. Wasn’t that just a whim of the idiot Confucius, and there was something he was planning on doing? I thought I needed to do a little research.

Larsen said.

“Lydia. Are you releasing me now?”

At that time, Lydia’s eyes narrowed slightly. The life-threatening look in his eyes that I had seen at the preface earlier returned just a little.

“me. I never said my name. “How did you know my name?”

* * *

Larsen was momentarily taken aback.

I knew Lydia’s name so well that I ended up saying it without even realizing it. However, he did not show any outward signs of embarrassment.

“Is it weird that I know your name?”

“huh. very.”

“Isn’t it strange that I am taking a medicine called Tennyeoncho for you who have nothing? “That’s expensive.”

“…Strange.”

“Isn’t it strange to reveal the Mayton family’s secrets to a child like you who has nothing to see?”

“…Strange.”

“Why don’t you think it’s strange that it’s advantageous for you?”

“…Strange.”

“You gave your life away to someone who might be your benefactor. know?”

“…huh.”

“My mom was very sick too. That’s why I help you. But you already think of grace as shit?”

Lydia lowered her head and spoke softly.

“…Sorry.”

“what?”

“…Sorry.”

Lydia’s face turned slightly red. Like a single cell. He quickly admitted that he was wrong.

“what? “I can’t hear very well.”

“Sorry! It’s my fault!”

Lydia’s face became even redder. If I keep craving it a little longer, I feel like I’m going to cry. The embarrassment was clearly visible on his face.

Larsen was satisfied. This is enough.

“good. I will accept your apology. And you stay here for now.”

“…why? “Can’t I go home?”

“You turned the preface upside down. You are an intruder. Do you think the magic master Mayton will leave the intruder alone? “Does this place look that shabby?”

At that moment, Lydia started to get nervous. After listening to it, that’s also true. My eyes rolled over earlier.

“That thing…”

“You said you came here to save your father, but the gatekeepers were talking bullshit, right?”

Even if you don’t look at it, it’s nice to the eyes. Those gatekeepers. He didn’t look smart.

“huh. “They said it wasn’t a place where a lowly person like me could come.”

“and?”

“I cursed, asking what it has to do with Mayton whether the father of a kid like me dies or not. “I told them to just rummage it around.”

Lydia’s eyes filled with tears.

“I like playing with my dad. But he told me to die.”

“They are bad guys.”

Larsen spoke to Heira again.

“Free him.”

“yes. Confucius.”

Heira untied the ropes that were tied to Lydia’s body. Lydia did not cause a scene. Lydia asked cautiously.

“But who are you? “Who is this kind to me?”

“me?”

I had to think about it for a while. Can I tell you my name?

“Larsen Mayton.”

“Larsen Mayton?”

Lydia thought for a moment and her eyes grew bigger.

“Are you crazy?”

“….”

Hampton and Heira flinched at the same time. Larsen waved his hand as if it was okay.

“Did the rumor start out like a bastard?”

“huh. “It’s so trash.”

“But is that me?”

Lydia tilted her head.

“You’re not trash. “You are a good person.”

Larsen ended up laughing. When I look at it from the perspective of a 30-year-old, 9-year-old Lydia is very cute. When he grows up, he becomes the Red Slayer. It’s surprising that he grows up to be a magician’s nemesis.

‘Let’s hold it here for now.’

What I said about the intruder was actually a lie. Mayton Street is also a place where people live. The gatekeepers at the west gate would not have reported it. After reporting, I get tired for no reason. If something goes wrong, 7th Prince Lassen will take the blame. If nothing happens, that’s best. Larsen knew that too.

Lydia.

Red Slayer.

One-armed mage.

‘The protagonist’s colleague.’

What should I do? Larsen was confident. He is the one who can get Lydia on his side. But I wasn’t sure if that was the right way.

[A ‘variable’ that affects probability and the story has been created.]

Once again, a phrase appeared and disappeared. Cheonan is interpreting this world in real time. Larsen doesn’t know what effect this ‘variable’ will have.

‘Variables keep occurring.’

If you create too much of a twist, all the knowledge you have as a writer may turn into pieces of paper. You have to be good at walking a tightrope. If you want to live well until you poop on the wall.

‘Let’s wait and see. first.’

* * *

Late at night.

Hampton knocked. It was past 11 o’clock. There was only one reason he came to Larsen this late at night.

“I have collected enough of the ten-year-old herbs that Confucius mentioned.”

“I collected it quickly.”

“It was gathered in advance as Confucius ordered.”

I? when? I only talked about prickly pear.

“I will leave for Hailan right now. “When I looked at the map of the continent, it was indeed near the Dragon Mountains.”

“okay. “How long do you think it will take?”

“I think it will take about three days.”

“Stay there. “I think I’ll be taking Lydia with me soon.”

Hampton looked at Larsen’s face. It looks completely different from a month ago. I asked earnestly as I looked at my current self, the only thing similar to my past self was that I had two eyes, a nose, and a mouth.

“Confucius. “I may be presumptuous, but may I ask one question?”

“Heira and you too. “Are you asking a lot of questions these days?”

“sorry.”

“what. are you okay. try. What?”

“May I ask… what is your reason for helping Lydia?”

I used ‘mom’ as an excuse, but I know that was a lie.

‘Soso corrected me.’

I have never been sick. So I was very curious.

Shadow Hampton was nervous. Although the possibility is low, the boy in front of me has the qualifications to inherit the magic family. The world may change in different directions depending on what kind of thoughts a person with that qualification has.

I was curious. What kind of thoughts does Larsen Mayton, his ‘light’ have?

“just.”

He’s the protagonist’s future colleague. I’m begging you. I didn’t say that.

“It’s a disease that can be cured, but it would be unfair if you died because you couldn’t cure it.”

“….”

“Especially if it’s your dad.”

Cha Seong-min lost his mother at the age of 9. That memory wasn’t a good one.

“It’s no big deal, so I just do it.”

Anyway, the biggest reason is that I want to obtain the ‘Holy Grail of Fire’.

“Good teaching. thank you.”

“What are the teachings?”

Hampton’s heart swelled. Hampton interpreted Larsen’s words this way:

[We are a famous family. We must not ignore the difficulties of the difficult and weak. Because we are a famous family.]

There is no logical connection to interpret it that way, but Hampton interpreted it that way anyway. Because humans see what they want to see and hear what they want to hear.

‘He presented the path for the magic master to move forward.’

A successor candidate who does not ignore the weak and sick. A candidate with a great personality that has never been seen before in the magic family.

If that is sincere,

‘I… have truly met the light.’

The hardships of the past 10 years. It’s not even hard work. I thought that maybe the light would really come out. Having my butt on fire is a glorious memory.

In the distant future. I imagined that person becoming the head of the family. Just imagining it made my heart feel warm.

“I will go. Confucius.”

Hampton headed to the Hailan region with a happy heart.

Two days after that.

A guest came to the ‘Maple Annex’. A voice was heard from outside the door.

“pig. “You picked up a fun toy?”

It was Persia, the 3rd princess of the Mayton family.

Larsen was nervous. Persian. In the original work, this Persian originally takes Lydia away. Although it wasn’t specifically stated what she did, one of the words to describe Lydia was ‘one-armed mage.’ No left arm.

“Let’s take a look somewhere. “What kind of toy did our cute little dog bring?”

Suddenly.

The door opened.

“uh?”

3rd Princess Persha stopped in place.

“who are you?”

It was the same reaction as Soso.

“There has never been such a handsome man in the history of our family?”

“Larsen Mayton. “I am your youngest brother.”

Persha laughed lightly.

“It’s so fun. It keeps making me curious. “It seems like there’s a lot they’re hiding.”

“I have nothing to hide.”

Except I am the creator of this world.

“But.”

Persia moved a couple of steps forward. Then he reached out to Larsen’s chin and lifted his face slightly.

“Why have you become so cute? After all, a man must have a handsome face.”

“….”

Larsen was out of breath for a moment. When I made eye contact with Persha, my heart felt like it froze. I just made eye contact and my magic fighting skills were automatically activated.

[Beginner’s magic fighting technique ‘stronger will’ protects the body.]

We made eye contact and it means that the magic fighting technique felt threatened. This despite the fact that the Persians did not actually threaten or use physical force.

“hmm. Fun. “How did this happen in three weeks?”

Persha looked at her youngest brother’s face in detail.

“At this level, he must be the most handsome among my brothers.”

“….”

“good. “The face passed.”

Is that what you would say to your 9-year-old brother?

“If you grow up like this, your sister will be very happy.”

“There is no need for prettyness.”

“why?”

Seongmin Cha knows.

Every word of Persia is a test. A test that even Persia herself did not intend. However, if he does not pass the test properly, Larsen’s life may be in danger. I know this character well because it was created by Cha Seong-min.

“I want to be a great competitor or helper to my sister, and I have no intention of being a spoiled brat who is loved by my sister.”

“That makes it even cuter.”

And he spat out some harsh words.

“If you cut off the hair and decorate it, it will make a great work of art.”

“Don’t tell terrible jokes.”

“Do you think it’s a joke?”

Persha laughed again.

“I’m kidding. No matter how cute your youngest child is, you can’t do something like that, right? “I just did it because I thought it was cute.”

Goosebumps appeared all over Larsen’s body. If he was cute twice, he would be stuffed alive.

Persha chuckled and took her hand off Larsen’s chin.

Persha got to the point.

“I’d like to see some of the toys you brought.”

There was a strange desire in Persha’s eyes.