Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 44

The Youngest Son of the Magic Family Episode 44

Larsen saw a vision in his eyes. Rather than a fantasy, it was a ‘setting book’ that brought back memories of Evelia to Larsen. Evelia’s settings.

Evelia’s mind was read.

[I don’t want to kill.]

She didn’t want to kill anyone.

She should have killed many people just because she was born with greater talent than anyone else.

To prove one’s strength. To show that he has magical powers that can overwhelm his brothers.

[I want to save her.]

But I killed her. Figures of power challenging the Mayton family. Even innocent people who shout anti-Maten.

[But this is right.]

I didn’t want to kill people, but I had the belief that it was right.

So she got blood on her hands. His achievements as a wizard increased over time. At the young age of 25, she completed 7 circles.

And before long, the 8th circle will be completed.

But as the magic was completed, her insides collapsed even more.

Larsen checked the ‘setting book’. The setting of Evelia filled with the other side of the world.

[She loved everything about Mayton. She loathed the Mayton succession war. I hated seeing my beloved Maton’s blood relatives go to war and shed blood.

So she decided to do her best to become the head of the family. He vowed that he would become a true ruler and stop the brothers’ war. Overwhelming magical power was needed for that. A force for peace.

Evelia was a wizard who longed for that.]

Larsen was speechless for a moment.

‘Is this Evelia’s settings?’

Evelia’s actions were described without much thought. And until the very end, when he was called the last mage and sacrificed his life for the Mayton family, who had nothing left.

‘This setting… infuses all actions with probability.’

I remembered the contents of the 10-year ceremony. At the 10th anniversary, Evelia was said to have hunted the ‘evil spirit Balrog’.

It was a much more difficult mission than those performed by the other brothers. Because it should have been against monsters, not people. Despite this, he hunted monsters instead of killing people.

‘Because many of the things I described without much thought were reality to these people.’

It wasn’t that difficult when I wrote, ‘I killed a person.’ Because it’s just text.

Because it’s just a novel. There was no need to delve that much into the psychology of the characters.

[At least flowers don’t harm people.]

For some reason, those words resonated with me. For some reason, I felt a little sorry for the character Evelia.

Larsen said.

“Would it be arrogance if I wanted to become stronger and protect my sister?”

“me?”

Evelia hahaha! I laughed out loud. It was the biggest laugh Larsen had ever seen from Evelia.

“You want to protect me? “This is the first time I’ve heard that in my life.”

It wasn’t really funny, but Evelia was happy.

I never thought I would hear something like this from someone other than my own blood. Anyway, the 10-year-old’s answer was enough.

“help. “I have to get permission from my father.”

“I don’t think you will allow it.”

Isn’t it like the heir of a master magic family being held hostage by a master swordsman?

On the surface, it looks like the magic masters are bowing down to the swordsman masters. People will judge it that way.

“I will convince my father.”

* * *

Kashin’s birthday party was held. As per Kashin’s request, the birthday party was not very grand. Of course, it can already be said to be grandiose in that people from martial arts and magic families participated.

Carcia, the head of the Seid family, said with a smile.

“haha. Have a good time.”

All adults left their seats for the children’s party.

Thanks to this, only Larsen Lydia Kasin Rosalin, along with the in-laws and maids who helped them, remained.

A traditional Korean building built on a large pond.

It looks like Gyeonghoeru in Gyeongbokgung Palace. Kashin’s birthday party was held here.

Here Larsen could feel it again.

‘The actual setting was roughly sketched.’

So to speak, this place is Gyeonghoeru. However, the music is playing classical music.

piano. violin. cello. flute. Etc. I think there should be a haegeum and a gayageum. Anyway, it wasn’t bad. Clothing, music, and lifestyle habits were not much different from modern times.

‘I thought you would wear Hanbok.’

I wore a tuxedo, not a hanbok. The sight of Kasin wearing a red bow tie was a bit cute.

Classical music played live.

And the kids gathered here.

Lydia opened her mouth wide.

“wow! “The cake is deep and big!”

Lydia wore a red dress, and I wonder where she got clothes like that. I felt a little happy because it felt like I was watching my nephews’ entertainment party.

“The cake has five layers, Larsen!”

“okay.”

“no! Larsen! Isn’t the 5th floor amazing? “It’s on the 5th floor!”

“Interesting.”

“Is that magic?”

To Lydia, it seemed more amazing that the cake had five layers than that it lit fireworks with magic. While the cake was being cut, the classic melody suddenly changed to the ‘Happy Birthday’ song.

In this world, the song ‘Happy Birthday’ also existed. I was once again able to realize that it was a world where many things were mixed up.

And then it was time for the gift giving. Lydia held out a pebble she had obtained from somewhere.

“This is what my dad gave me. “They say it’s a pebble that brings good luck.”

Rosalyn, the only daughter of a martial arts master, held out a box wrapped in red wrapping paper. She spoke politely in a manner not typical of an 8-year-old.

“This is a gift filled with the heart and sincerity of me and my family.”

“Thank you Rosalynn.”

Rosalind was somewhat happy at those words.

While he treated Lassen and Lydia comfortably, he used extreme honorifics only for himself. So I hated it. I felt like an outcast among my peers. But you can talk to yourself comfortably too.

He said, hiding his joy.

“you’re welcome. “I’m happy to be able to give you a gift.”

Larsen waited quietly. Finally, it was Larsen’s turn.

“Kashin. “I didn’t prepare a special gift.”

“huh.”

Larsen and Kashin made eye contact. Kashin’s heart began to pound. Kashin’s birthday present has already been promised. This is a fact that both Rasen and Kashin know.

“….”

Larsen felt a shiver run down his spine. The main character of that Munchkin novel is obsessed with bimu.

First of all, I changed my mind.

“Instead. It’s hard to call it a gift. “I think I’ll continue to dance while staying here.”

“huh?”

For a moment, Kashin did not understand what he was saying and tilted his head.

“here? my house?”

“huh. “I will get permission from my father.”

“really?”

Kashin did not think much about interests or the family’s position. I don’t think about such politics. Because he is the main character in the novel. Because he is an unrealistic person.

Kashin was purely happy.

“It’s an unexpected gift.”

“Was it pretty good?”

“uh. of course. “Because spending time with friends is always fun.”

“You tell the head of the family. “I will come with permission from the Mayton family.”

Seidgar’s permission is very easy. After all, they are a ‘family set as a utopia’. You don’t even need to persuade. The problem is Mayton.

There were two goals.

‘Kashin on my side.’

You have to make it that way from a young age. That way, even in the worst case scenario, Larsen’s own life will be saved.

‘And this is where Magner’s sweet water is taken.’

In this way, writer Cha Seong-min began to develop the underworld in his own way.

* * *

Kashin’s birthday party is over.

Kashin came out the gate to see me off and waved.

“Larsen! “You have to come quickly!”

“okay. “I’ll be right back.”

Larsen headed to the mobile gateway with Evelia. Meanwhile, Rosalind walked quietly next to him and stole a glance at Larsen.

‘This is definitely not the Larsen I knew.’

I apologized sincerely and Rosalyn accepted my apology. Larsen said.

“Next time we meet, it would be nice to see you smiling.”

Larsen held out his hand. Rosaline held his hand as if she couldn’t resist. And he said bluntly:

“I saw you doing it.”

“thank you. “For forgiveness.”

I also broke up with Rosaline. I took the mobile gate and headed to Mayton Street. With Evelia. As soon as I arrived at Mayton Street, I visited the main building.

‘You’re the youngest. ‘Do you know it’s dangerous?’

In Evelia’s opinion, it is a risky deal. When my father gets angry, there is no one in the Mayton family who can handle that anger.

Evelia thinks Larsen is trying to make an absurd request.

So I decided to watch. How the youngest child deals with his father. Helping while helping.

Larsen headed to Decatra’s room.

Jump and jump.

Larsen’s footsteps echoed down the long hallway.

The time is 10 p.m.

An owl hooted outside the hallway.

Food Duck!

The sound of an owl flapping its wings was heard.

The magic lights on the hallway walls were extremely bright, but the atmosphere of the hallway itself felt dark.

I raised my hand to knock. But the door opened by itself. Larsen took a step forward. Decatra’s room was spacious.

‘It’s about the size of a fairly large apartment.’

A structure where rooms are connected within rooms.

There was a large table on one side and a large cypress bathtub in the back.

I walked past the table and sofa. As I walked further inside, I saw a spacious dressing room, and across from it was Decatra’s study.

Decatra was sitting in the study.

“I heard everything from Evelia.”

At that moment, Larsen felt that some kind of mana was surrounding the entire room. It seemed like a spatial isolation magic had been unleashed to block this place from the outside world.

Larsen’s heart began to pound.

“No need to say hello. “You said you wanted to entrust yourself to the Sayid family?”

“yes. That’s right.”

“You also know what it looks like from the outside world.”

The son of a renowned magic family sends his son to a swordsman master. That is an act of bending over. Because you’re giving me a hostage.

“If you make such a suggestion to me, it means you have grounds to convince me.”

“That’s right.”

“If you cannot convince me, I will consider it an insult to me and the family I lead.”

You insulted Mayton and Decatra? The result is death. Larsen swallowed.

‘Just do what you practiced.’

The Absolute that you read in text and the Absolute that you see with your eyes are really different.

In the novel, I used the expression, ‘My crotch was numb and urine leaked out,’ but when I experienced this with my own body, my mind almost turned completely white.

So we constantly simulated and practiced this situation. Even if your head hardens, your mouth will remember. So that your body remembers.

“Do you remember Swordsman’s Dog?”