Chapter 53

Episode 53

Translator : Missme

Editor : Aru

Eugene spoke in an unkind and flustered manner.

"Anyway, what I'm trying to say is, don't be discouraged. Take good care of yourself and you'll get better soon, so don't worry."

Eugene said with his head turned and his arms folded.

When I stared at him, I opened my mouth thinking it was really strange.

"I knew you'd say that.........?"

"You want to fight now, right?"

"No. I didn't mean it that way."

Eugene frowned and looked bored.

"Phew, that's enough. Just get going."

Eugene said, lightly pushing me on the back.

"Get some rest today. We're going to start full-scale practice tomorrow."

"Yes......."

"Don't go to the dormitory and do anything useless and go to bed right away."

"It's less than nine o'clock at night?"

However, Eugene ignored me by saying something else. In the end, it meant to go in and go to bed right away.

"Just try to practice simultaneous operation or blue flames and look what I will do to you."

He looked down at me obliquely with thin eyes and talked.

"No, you told me to practice till yesterday, and I'm sick and tired of listening to it."

"It's different. Just listen to me. Why are you so passionate now till you were trying to die to practice?"

Eugene looked at me and talked to me with the eyes of a mother who seemed to see her whining son.

Oh, I don't know anyone else, but I didn't know he'd treat me like this.

"To be honest, it's no wonder you fell down. You've been practicing blue flames in just a few days, your body is kinda good to hold it out till this time."

"But it was fine before I cast it in front of you earlier."

"Didn't you light up the flames a little bigger than you practiced before? Doesn't blue flame magic consume a lot of mana?"

Eugene was right.

In fact, the four elements magic itself consumes a lot of mana. The effect or visual effect is strong, but it takes more mana than any other magic to maintain the activation state for a long time.

Perhaps it's magic that can be used as a mere performance show. Since the blue flame magic that produces the highest temperature of flame takes much more mana than the regular flame magic.

"That's true......."

"There's nothing we could do. If you use that magic again which is too hard and consumes so much mana when you're already exhausted, your body won't be able to hold out. We need to take a break from time to time, and we need to increase our use in a single step."

"I know that."

He talked, looking at the palms of his open hands.

"But the blue flames are much cooler. I want to keep using it.......!"

When you watch movies and animations, don't you think the main character who uses blue flames is the best?

How excited I was when I happened to find out that I could make a blue flame while practicing the simultaneous operation.

"I understand that. But then you'll really hurt your eyes."

"Yes, that's...."

Under the current circumstances, Eugene was right.

Even if I don't have any problems with my eyes, I still should take a rest after using magic that consumes a lot of mana.

There is no way to know whether it consumes a lot or not, but today's, with my eyes like this, it is clear that the body is not in a perfect condition.

'By the way, what was that before?'

A sight of a burning mansion seen at first sight when my eyes hurt and collapsed.

When I recalled the scene again, I felt somewhat uncomfortable, so I took a step in a complicated mood.

As I walked like that, I arrived in front of the dormitory.

"Hurry up and get in. I'm going."

After a short greeting, Eugene turned his back and tried to walk toward the men's dormitory.

"Eugene."

When I called his name, Eugene turned around and looked at me.

"Why, Spade."

I replied with a big smile.

"That's too bad."

"What? What."

Eugene frowned and asked with a strange face.

"Spade. I thought we got a little closer because you called me Yerine just once."

When I said so, Eugene's face instantly hardened.

"You, remember that......"

"I'm afraid I can't help it. I'm sorry you couldn't practice because of me. And thank you for today."

Leaving the words, I turned to the door of the dormitory.

"See you tomorrow."

I'm sure this is enough, and I'm sure I've thanked him enough.

Thinking so inwardly, I walked down the dark hallway of the dormitory.

***

I was walking through a pile of ruins that had all been burned out.

From the tiny embers glued from time to time to time to pieces of wood, gray smoke filled with the smell of burning rose in an ugly way.

There was no living creature around.

It was an impossible scene.

Where only death remained, I, or Yerine, was left alone.

Something at the feet of Yerine, who was circling around in a daze, rustled.

Standing tall in the position, she slowly stepped off the floor.

Where her feet were, there was a piece of burnt wood.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly the pain in my left eye came at that moment.

Like stabbing with a fire-heated awl, with a sharp feeling, Yerine sank to the floor.

The left eye wasn't the only one feeling the heat.

Somehow, in both hands, I felt as if I had just used the flame magic.

"Why on earth......ugh......."

A thick teardrop fell from Yerine's eyes.

Soon she buried her head on the ground and began to cry endlessly. Hold her hand around her sore left eye and let the ruins go away. The sound of crying as if tearing my heart and the heat that did not sink.

I too shed tears.

"Mom..."

It was a clear word that could be heard even in her tears.

The moment I heard it, I was so deeply sad that I suddenly came to my senses.

I, no, Yerine soon shook, touching the ground with both hands and raising her upper body.

Then the ruins around her suddenly disappeared.

And instead of the burnt smell of wood, there was a damp smell of stone floor.

Before my eyes stood Mrs. Postade, who seemed a little younger than the last time I saw her, and Leon and Fernand, who looked much younger than before.

When the eyes met Mrs. Postade, who looked at her with cold eyes, Yerine trembled with fear.

Toward her, who was almost lying on the cold stone floor with her head down, Mrs. Postade shouted in an icy voice.

"Hold your head. A worthless woman."

At the words, Yerine gulped and forced her head up.

Then Mrs. Postade, looking at her face, frowned as if she were looking at a bug and threw a piece of cloth at her.

"Cover your ugly eyes. I can't stay in the house because I got goosebumps."

Hit in the face by a flying piece of cloth, Yerine quickly picked up the cloth that fell on the floor.

Then, under Mrs. Postade's pungent gaze, she lifted the cloth with trembling hands to cover her eyes, and tried to tie the knot.

But because she was nervous, her hands kept slipping.

Mrs. Postade's expression on looking at such Yerine grew increasingly grim, and then Fernand began to cover his mouth with his hands and giggle.

"That lazy bitch!"

In the end, Mrs. Postade's feet flew.

Mrs. Posteade groped hard at the back and kicked Yerine, who was trying to tie a knot around her head, and at the same time my vision was spinning.

The pain between my stomach and chest was so vivid that I felt nauseous.

"Just try to show those eyes in the future. I'll hit you all evening."

With the cloth held tight in her hand so that her eyes could not be seen, Yerine wriggled on the floor.

She staggered up in the thought that she might get beaten again after a long lay, and looking at her, Mrs. Postade kicked her tongue.

"I can't understand why the Spade folks give their life for such a disgusting thing."

"......."

Leaving the words behind, Mrs. Postade walked off to the other side of the hall with a clatter of shoes, and Fernand and Leon followed her without a word.

Now all that remained in the dim corridor was Yerine.

From that day on.

The reason she got stuck in a cell with her left eye covered.

***

"gasp......."

I raised my upper body from the bed, breathing heavily in astonishment.

The heart was beating madly fast.

In the head where the afterimage that I saw earlier still remained, it was more complicated than ever.

Besides, my whole body was wet with sweat.

Breathing hard, I groped around my left eye without knowing. Fortunately, it wasn't as throbbing as before, but it seemed to feel the heat. However, I couldn't tell if it was from the eyes or from the whole face.

Eventually, I got off the bed and approached the mirror.

I was worried that my left eye might be stained with a red color that seems to be bleeding like Eugene said.

"Thank God..."

But my eyes were fine.

The color was not too dark, and it looked nothing different from usual.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with my eyes, I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned my back against the wall.

"Ha......."

I slid down the wall and squatted on my back.

At the afterimage of the dream I had earlier, my head was pounding.

'Yerine......'

Once I didn't understand her, who had been covering her eyes with her own strength sealed for years.

But today, I could understand why Yerine had to.

The burned ruins I saw in my dream. And the burning mansion I saw during practice yesterday.

Yerine seemed to be blaming herself for it all, or, to be precise, her use of magic.

She was cursing her left eye so much in the dream.

And Mrs. Postade's abuse.

There was plenty of reason to cover the left eyes.

"How........."

Feeling more complicated than before I fell asleep, I looked at the black sky embroidered with stars at dawn.

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