

What I usually found a difficult face to approach was, right now, bringing me some sense of comfort. Graham was in front of me with his hand on my shoulder. I had to quickly stop and wipe my tears.Īs I kept muttering ‘I’m sorry’ and frantically rubbed my eyes, a large hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder. Even if I cried to the point where my eyes began to sting, all I would get as consolation was Strenger’s cold blade. No matter how much I cried, the emperor would never comfort me. I know that nothing will get better just because I’m crying. I quickly wiped my tears on my sleeves, but once the tears started flowing they wouldn’t stop. “… This isn’t something that can be resolved just because you’re crying.” Not being able to see his face was more helpful for my mental and physical stability. The moment Graham made a slight frown to the prickly voice scratching my throat, my tear ducts finally reached their limit. I needed to give an answer, but I couldn’t breathe. “Why did you cast a barrier on the young lady in secret?” Graham slowly stepped forward and stood in front of me, but I couldn’t bear to look at his face. No matter if I cried, screamed, pleaded then resigned a hundred, a thousand times, that voice still had its grip on me. That voice I couldn’t escape no matter what I did.

An uncomfortable feeling dominated my body. I found myself unable to move from my spot as if every joint in my body had suddenly rusted. His cold, icy voice caused my body to react against my will. My hand reached up and scratched the back of my head. I took a big gulp and gave a sheepish smile. “So, you are the one who cast that barrier?” I heard Graham ask in close proximity.ĭon’t be alarmed, Lydel. I couldn’t see Graham’s face, but I think his expression was the same. The young lady wore an odd expression as she looked at Graham standing behind me. “Haha, I think my memory’s been getting spottier as I get older. No! I absolutely can’t go back to the tower! A shiver ran down my spine and my mind went blank. The emperor’s voice from my dream resounded in my head. If the young lady went to the magic tower and my barrier was exposed… In addition to my application of magic, the power I’ve harnessed from drinking those potions for 10 years would not only earn the attention of other sorcerers, but the emperor as well. There would be no one else in the present, or future, besides me that would be able to create a barrier like this. My barrier would move as the young lady moved, meticulously covering every strand of hair, and was equipped with an optional activating condition that would react when it touched Graham. Magic power is determined by size and strength, but most importantly by its flexibility and the finesse required to control it.

And if I were to be found by the people of the tower, they would never let me escape. A well trained tracking sorcerer was proficient at tracking down not only items, but people as well. The magic tower held a truly large variety of sorcerers. Other forms of magic were a different story. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that there would be no sorcerer as powerful as me 10 years from now.īut that was limited to barrier magic. I could feel the muscles in my face go stiff.Įven if she went to the magic tower, my spell couldn’t be broken. “If you don’t tell us anything I’m going to recruit a caster from the magic tower.” “Lydel, it would be in your best interests to be honest right now.” The young lady advised with a gentle smile. However, the answer to my question didn’t come from the young lady, but from Graham who was standing behind me. My voice was shaky but I still asked as if I didn’t know what was going on.
