Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 78

The Magician’s Youngest Son Episode 78

Larsen remained calm and looked at Persha, who was giggling.

Today’s Persia is like a time bomb with no idea where it will explode. Although I tried to remain calm as much as possible, it was also true that I was nervous.

“oh my god? me. “Your arm was cut off?”

Persha bowed. He lifted his severed arm.

“It’s pretty good. “Geumho tribe.”

At that moment, Mirang was on fire. All the fur surrounding Mirang’s body was burned away. My skin was sticky.

Mirang screamed as if in pain. It was on fire and was rolling around.

Persha nodded.

“You’ve definitely gotten a lot stronger. “If it had been the same, I would have died.”

Persha snapped her fingers.

Then, the flame that had surrounded Mirang disappeared in the blink of an eye. Even the burned skin returned to its original state as if it had never happened before. It was an illusion to begin with. The flame that engulfed Mirang was not real but fake. It just seemed so real that it felt real.

Larsen swallowed.

‘Mirang has also become much stronger…’

Even though he has become much stronger as God’s restrictions have been lifted, there is such a significant difference in skill. Mirang is now unconscious.

“The potential seems great. good. I will accept it as my youngest’s toy. “They cut off my arm too.”

Persha, whose arm was cut off, seemed strangely happy. Persha raised her arms and approached Larsen.

Larsen flinched but didn’t move. Persha was still taller than Larsen. Larsen looked up at Persha.

“Larsen.”

“Yes, sister.”

“This is a gift.”

I stretched out my arms. Larsen politely accepted the arm. On the outside, I seemed fine, but on the inside, my mind was complicated.

‘This is a gift? ‘Your own arm that you cut off?’

With Persha’s abilities, she should be able to reattach this arm without difficulty. For a wizard, the arms are second only to the heart.

The arms and fingers play an incredibly important role in drawing magic spells and forming magic circles. But you’re giving me that arm. Why not attach it?

At that moment, a thought crossed Larsen’s mind.

‘One-armed mage Lydia.’

The wizard’s natural enemy and an ally of Kashin who slaughtered the wizard. Lydia appears as a one-armed mage. Even though there are many penalties to using magic without arms.

I had a hunch. The probability is low.

[‘Insufficient probability’ was actively identified.]

[The character ‘Larsen Mayton’ is given ‘creator’s privilege’ related to probability.] There are

two clues.

One-armed mage Lydia.

The crazy sister who was calm even though her arm was cut off and even gave it to her as a gift.

[Despite being one-armed, Lydia was able to make a name for herself as a wizard slayer. The reason is — — —-.]

Larsen asked.

“Why are you giving me this gift?”

“You made me happy.”

“You can put it back on.”

“Then the joy of today will be diluted.”

Persha’s eyes narrowed.

“I had fun today. “Wouldn’t it be better without arms to remember today?”

“….”

Larsen could not understand Persia’s way of thinking. It seemed difficult to secure probability by obtaining other information from Persia.

Because Persha looked like she was truly happy right now. Because he was happy, he left Mirang, a member of the Geumho tribe, alive.

‘You have to infuse probability into the specificity of [one arm] without destroying the setting.’

Settings were added.

[Despite being one-armed, Lydia was able to make a name for herself as a wizard slayer. The reason is that ‘one arm’ was one of the many conditions for a fire-type wizard to succeed.]

Larsen chose what he thought was the safest path.

It was included as one of several conditions.

It is not a necessary condition, but it may be a good condition.

It could be described more directly as ‘a physical advantage that makes fire-type wizards powerful’, but then it would have an impact on other flame-type wizards. It touches on the probability of other parts.

Persha said.

“I will remember this day. “It was fun.”

“I won’t forget today either.”

Persha said she would not forget today’s joy, while Larsen said she would not forget today’s resentment.

“The youngest one had fun too. “Meeting with me.”

“….”

“The angry look is also cute. Well, I’m ready to accept your challenge at any time. “I hope you grow up and set me on fire.”

Persha bowed. I lightly kissed Larsen’s forehead.

“Instead, when you officially challenge, you must be prepared to have your arm cut off, my lovely little brother.”

Persha’s body was engulfed in flames. And then it disappeared. Larsen was able to realize something again there.

‘Even though he has no arms, he uses movement magic freely.’

There was no special formula and no magic circle was formed. The flames ignited and Persian’s figure disappeared.

Larsen gathered Mirang and Lydia together and checked their breathing and pulse.

‘They’re both fine.’

Larsen also placed Lydia’s arm in subspace.

Subspace is a place where time stops. If you put it inside, it won’t rot. Lydia’s arm just needs to be restored.

“under.”

I sat down on the floor. The fire that burned Mirang was fake, but the fire that engulfed the Hailan region was real.

‘I gave the Persians pleasure… and they did not.’

I bit my lip. All the ‘weak people’ who could not give pleasure died. There is no life in there anymore. Lydia’s father was also there. It felt like a lump of lead had been placed on my mind, not knowing how to explain it.

In fact, none of Hyran’s people died, but Larsen couldn’t have known that.

After some time, Lydia and Mirang came to their senses around the same time.

* * *

Surprisingly, Lydia was calm. Without convulsing, she built a stone tomb in front of her burned-out house, leaving only traces of it behind.

“My dad liked pear blossoms.”

Lydia took out a pear tree seed from subspace. I scattered it everywhere. Perhaps because it had been magically treated, small seedlings appeared shortly after sowing.

Lydia said while looking at the tomb.

“Play while looking at your favorite pear blossoms. “Dad, you liked lying down.”

Everything burned down. Of course – none of the Hailan people died – and no bodies were found.

Lydia patted the cairn with her one remaining arm. And stood up. Larsen was unable to talk to Lydia. In any case, Persia was Larsen’s blood relative, and that blood relative murdered Lydia’s father.

Lydia said.

“Dad says it’s nice to be able to rest comfortably.”

“….”

“I said it as a habit every day. “I want to go see my mom.”

Lydia did not cry. Instead, he smiled faintly.

Larsen flinched. I felt the life in Lydia’s smile.

It was a sticky life. Lydia, who was innocent and bright, was not here at least right now. It felt like her father’s death had awakened something inside Lydia.

A chilling level of murderousness was blooming from Lydia’s seemingly calm back.

‘what?’

Cheonan interpreted Lydia.

[The ‘orbit recovery’ in the story related to the character ‘Lydia’ worked normally.] [The

scenario for the character ‘Lydia’ progressed normally.]

[The ‘Attrition Eye’ of the character ‘Lydia’ has been enlightened.] Just as

the character Larsen Mayton was given a unique ability called ‘Magic Fighting’, Lydia seems to have had a unique ability called ‘Damage Eye’. It wasn’t something Cha Seong-min had set up.

Larsen was unable to move from his seat for a while. This is because interpretations that made Larsen nervous appeared.

Orbital resilience.

The scenario proceeds normally.

These two interpretations shook Larsen.

‘Originally, before Lydia met me, she met Persha and lost her arm there because of Persha.’

That’s the original story. There, he probably develops an ability called ‘Attrition Eye’ and grows into a natural enemy of magicians.

But the story took a twist when Larsen himself got involved. And this world seems to have exerted some force to return the twisted story to its original state.

‘Because Lydia should have had her arm cut off in the first place.’

Because it should have been that way. So my arm was cut off. By a person named Persha.

‘Because the Demonic Eye needs to bloom as well.’

So the Persians killed all the people of Hyran and even burned Lydia’s father to death. Larsen, who did not know the exact circumstances, decided that way.

‘I have the privilege of shaking the probability of this world. On the contrary, the world has orbital resilience to maintain the original world.’

This is a world where the war between the two must be waged cleverly and meticulously. Goosebumps appeared on Larsen’s arms. I was able to come to a conclusion.

‘We must create variables that exceed orbital resilience within the limit that does not destroy probability.’

Unless it is a variable that exceeds orbital resilience, orbital resilience will eventually come into play and lead this world according to the original story.

‘If I don’t create a variable that surpasses that power, I will die at the age of 17.’

The original character, Larsen Mayton, was purged at the age of 17. As my thoughts reached that point, I heard Lydia’s voice.

“Larsen. I kind of hate Larsen. Larsen’s sister killed my father.”

“….”

Larsen fully understands Lydia’s feelings. His father died because of his sister. But he didn’t say he was sorry. If Cha Seong-min had chosen Larsen as the main character, he would have told the story like the main character.

“This isn’t Larsen’s fault. I hate Larsen, but I don’t hate him. “What should I do?”

“What do you want to do? “Do you want to cut off my arm too?”

Lydia shook her head. Lydia herself seemed confused. In this case, the main character would have captured Lydia’s heart.

Lydia doesn’t need the right answer right now. You just need direction.

Larsen said.

“If you want to do that, it’s cowardly. “You should want to kill Persia, not me.”

“….”

If you look at Cheonan, you can see it. There is a dark red eye in Lydia’s chest that is invisible to the naked eye.

I think that is the ‘Mamyeongan’. I couldn’t specifically interpret what that was. Judging by the name, we can only infer that it has the ability to become a magician or Mana’s natural enemy.

‘An ominous energy is stirring within the abyss.’

A strange ‘third energy’ that is neither fighting power nor mana is fluctuating wildly. It was an ominous energy that felt like it would explode if something went wrong.

“Larsen is right.”

“You couldn’t protect your father because you were weak.”

Larsen’s heart broke as he said this.

At least, it wasn’t something to say to someone who just lost his father. Nonetheless, Larsen had to say this.

“I couldn’t protect your arm because I was weak.”

Lydia bit her lip.

“I will definitely become stronger. “I will become strong and kill the Persians.”

“….”

The ominous energy of ‘Attrition Eye’ was rather refined. While Lydia was expressing her anger, Mamyeongan had calmed down. Until now, it seemed like it would explode if I touched it.

“No, I will do the same. Because Persia killed my father. “I’m going to kill Persian’s father too.”

Larsen could not answer. Persian’s father. Soon it will be Decatra. One of the absolutes of this world.

“I will kill Persian’s father. But Persha’s father is Larsen’s father, right?”

“….”

“After I kill Persha’s father, Larsen kills me. “Is that the right way?”

“….”

Lydia regained her peace. I don’t know if it was the right path, but it seemed like the character Lydia had found a direction.

For now, I just nodded. I thought that would be some consolation to Lydia.

‘Every minute and every second is precious.’

There is something called resilience in the world. We must surpass that resilience. There are only three years left until Larsen turns 17 and is purged.

Larsen took the lead.

“let’s go. “To become stronger.”

Mirang, who was silent, also followed Larsen and Lydia. I decided not to waste even one minute and one second in vain. I witnessed so many meaningless deaths. I don’t want to participate in that meaningless death.

Larsen, who did not know the circumstances, promised so.

* * *

After returning to Maton, Persha chuckled and laughed for a long time.

“Those guys. “You must have been very shocked, right?”

I muttered to myself.

“If they are smart, they are anxious to kill me, or, well. “He must be itching to kill my father.”

Hehehe, he continued to laugh.

“Then you won’t really attack your father, right?”

For a moment, Persha didn’t understand his feelings. I burst out laughing.

“what? me?”

Just a moment now. I thought I was worried about my youngest. Persha tried to erase that thought. nonsense. Since when did he cherish his youngest child? It has never been like that.

“It’s just that I feel sorry for my father if he dies.”

She stopped laughing. I sat down at the desk. Her expression became serious.

‘Killing these guys is fun. But I didn’t kill him. It’s more fun to permanently cut off the flame kid’s arm. But I didn’t cut it. I don’t worry about my youngest. But I’m worried.’

It was confusing.

‘what?’

Normally, I don’t find these things fun. I really don’t want to cut off my arm. Someone forces you to say, ‘Cut off your arm is fun,’ or ‘Killing someone is fun,’ or ‘Make your brother suffer.’ I felt like the words ‘that’s what makes me happy’ were being implanted in my head.

As if he was a human being born that way. As if he were a human being who was designed and set up that way.

“…no.”

Persia’s eyes lost focus for a moment. It was very brief.

Persha’s eyes, which had lost focus for less than a second, regained life.

“What was I just thinking?”

I couldn’t remember very well. I got up and went to the mirror. He saw himself with only one arm left.

“anyway. Sounds fun. Hi-Hi.”

Unbeknownst to Persha, something had created a tiny crack in Persha’s heart.

* * *

Meanwhile, Larsen made a promise as he walked.

‘You must not be complacent.’

‘Many variables’ must be created. The larger the variable, the better. As long as it does not harm probability. Larsen knows one of those variables.

‘Grand Wizard. Seeking Kirtel’s arrangements.’

At the same time, we decided to move towards the ‘Hunter’s Grave’ that we had originally planned.