Chapter 193
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Translator: Yonnee
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“The night sky is pretty, isn’t it?”
I asked as I looked at Albert, who had raised one hand as though he was reaching for the stars. Hearing my words though, he clenched his hand into a fist. Perhaps he didn’t even realize that his hand was outstretched.
“The stars are so close that nothing else matters. It’s okay to reach out.”
I did the same and raised one hand as well. It really felt like I could catch the stars that I could see between the gaps of my fingers.
At that moment, I recalled the starry road that Albert and I had walked before.
Here, the wind slowly scattered Albert’s hair. I swept his bangs to the side with my other hand.
Meanwhile, my own hair as it was covering my cheeks was completely unaffected by the wind.
Albert reached up to touch my hair, which was in complete contrast to the darkness. He raised his head and his eyes met with mine.
“…Why did you save me?”
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Staring into the depths of my eyes, he asked.
It must be a question that he’s been meaning to ask until now.
Because I was nothing but a stranger to him.
“Why do you want me to live so much? I can’t understand. It hasn’t been long since we met.”
I lowered my hand from the sky and held his hand tightly. I could only hope that my feelings could warm him up.
“In life, there are always those difficult moments.”
“……”
“It was like that for me, too.”
I stared back at him. I didn’t have the courage to try and take my own life like he did, but I thought about it too back then.
As I was drowning in despair, I was also afraid that my life was going to consist of just that single moment. It felt as if I would be forced to live in just that suffocating feeling for the rest of my life.
I had wondered if it was still worth living anymore, and so I lost the will to live. It felt as if there was no one at all by my side.
The world was full of illogical things. The repetitive daily life I had lived was filled more with suffering than happiness.
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“But you know, Albert, there are some moments in life when you’ll think, ‘It’s good to be alive.’”
I lived. I continue to live. And, I met him.
Miraculously, I met him inside a novel and shared a magical daily life with him, and eventually, we fell in love.
Albert’s eyes were filled with distrust.
“…That’s a lie.”
Smiling, I squeezed his hand.
“It really will happen, that time you’ll think, ‘I’m alive for this moment.’”
Just as I had regained my will to live and my laughter, it would be the same for him. For that, he would also continue living.
I believed so.
We walked hand in hand. And, little by little, the lights of the town got closer as well.
“Now, we’re almost there.”
As we were about to land where the preparations for the festival were in full swing, I cast a spell on Albert to veil his presence.
The cloaking spell was a way to allow Albert to escape the prying gazes of everyone else.
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I got fascinated when I saw Mercy use it before, so I recognized the spell for it.
I didn’t know that what I had studied before would be so helpful now, even if I was so far apart from the future Albert now.
It felt strange to see that the past and future were connected in this way.
With a curious gaze, Albert looked up at me. It was the same look that I often gave him whenever I watched his future self using magic.
“Is it fascinating?”
“…I guess. I haven’t had the chance to see it apart from with my teacher. I don’t have much magic myself either.”
If it’s his teacher, then was it the person who entered a contract with a dragon but perished because he couldn’t overcome the agony of the dragon’s growth?
“What kind of person is your teacher?”
“…It’s impossible to know.”
In response, Albert muttered while his eyes gained a soft look. Despite the distrustful tone in which he spoke, his affection could still be heard.
His teacher seemed to be a good person.
“Where is he?”
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“He went to another country with his dragon. He said he’ll come here if everything’s well at this festival, but…”
Bowing his head, Albert murmured with a small voice.
“I don’t believe him.”
“…Why?”
“With Master, the dragon always comes first before me.”
Albert let out a sigh. His tired expression was filled with both expectation and disappointment.
His teacher seemed to be a good person, but he must not be able to give as much affection as the child wanted.
Each person had different things that mattered to them, so it’s impossible to say. But since Albert was clearly fond of his teacher, he couldn’t be a bad person.
Albert frowned.
“Being a contractor doesn’t automatically mean you can become an archmage. I don’t understand why Master made such a choice.”
I don’t think that becoming an archmage was the only motivation a person would have when entering a contract with a dragon. Still, trying to argue with Albert about this now would just be like pouring oil into a house that’s on fire.
Maybe I should change the subject.
Chapter 193
Sponsored Content
Translator: Yonnee
—
“The night sky is pretty, isn’t it?”
I asked as I looked at Albert, who had raised one hand as though he was reaching for the stars. Hearing my words though, he clenched his hand into a fist. Perhaps he didn’t even realize that his hand was outstretched.
“The stars are so close that nothing else matters. It’s okay to reach out.”
I did the same and raised one hand as well. It really felt like I could catch the stars that I could see between the gaps of my fingers.
At that moment, I recalled the starry road that Albert and I had walked before.
Here, the wind slowly scattered Albert’s hair. I swept his bangs to the side with my other hand.
Meanwhile, my own hair as it was covering my cheeks was completely unaffected by the wind.
Albert reached up to touch my hair, which was in complete contrast to the darkness. He raised his head and his eyes met with mine.
“…Why did you save me?”
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Staring into the depths of my eyes, he asked.
It must be a question that he’s been meaning to ask until now.
Because I was nothing but a stranger to him.
“Why do you want me to live so much? I can’t understand. It hasn’t been long since we met.”
I lowered my hand from the sky and held his hand tightly. I could only hope that my feelings could warm him up.
“In life, there are always those difficult moments.”
“……”
“It was like that for me, too.”
I stared back at him. I didn’t have the courage to try and take my own life like he did, but I thought about it too back then.
As I was drowning in despair, I was also afraid that my life was going to consist of just that single moment. It felt as if I would be forced to live in just that suffocating feeling for the rest of my life.
I had wondered if it was still worth living anymore, and so I lost the will to live. It felt as if there was no one at all by my side.
The world was full of illogical things. The repetitive daily life I had lived was filled more with suffering than happiness.
Sponsored Content
“But you know, Albert, there are some moments in life when you’ll think, ‘It’s good to be alive.’”
I lived. I continue to live. And, I met him.
Miraculously, I met him inside a novel and shared a magical daily life with him, and eventually, we fell in love.
Albert’s eyes were filled with distrust.
“…That’s a lie.”
Smiling, I squeezed his hand.
“It really will happen, that time you’ll think, ‘I’m alive for this moment.’”
Just as I had regained my will to live and my laughter, it would be the same for him. For that, he would also continue living.
I believed so.
We walked hand in hand. And, little by little, the lights of the town got closer as well.
“Now, we’re almost there.”
As we were about to land where the preparations for the festival were in full swing, I cast a spell on Albert to veil his presence.
The cloaking spell was a way to allow Albert to escape the prying gazes of everyone else.
Sponsored Content
I got fascinated when I saw Mercy use it before, so I recognized the spell for it.
I didn’t know that what I had studied before would be so helpful now, even if I was so far apart from the future Albert now.
It felt strange to see that the past and future were connected in this way.
With a curious gaze, Albert looked up at me. It was the same look that I often gave him whenever I watched his future self using magic.
“Is it fascinating?”
“…I guess. I haven’t had the chance to see it apart from with my teacher. I don’t have much magic myself either.”
If it’s his teacher, then was it the person who entered a contract with a dragon but perished because he couldn’t overcome the agony of the dragon’s growth?
“What kind of person is your teacher?”
“…It’s impossible to know.”
In response, Albert muttered while his eyes gained a soft look. Despite the distrustful tone in which he spoke, his affection could still be heard.
His teacher seemed to be a good person.
“Where is he?”
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“He went to another country with his dragon. He said he’ll come here if everything’s well at this festival, but…”
Bowing his head, Albert murmured with a small voice.
“I don’t believe him.”
“…Why?”
“With Master, the dragon always comes first before me.”
Albert let out a sigh. His tired expression was filled with both expectation and disappointment.
His teacher seemed to be a good person, but he must not be able to give as much affection as the child wanted.
Each person had different things that mattered to them, so it’s impossible to say. But since Albert was clearly fond of his teacher, he couldn’t be a bad person.
Albert frowned.
“Being a contractor doesn’t automatically mean you can become an archmage. I don’t understand why Master made such a choice.”
I don’t think that becoming an archmage was the only motivation a person would have when entering a contract with a dragon. Still, trying to argue with Albert about this now would just be like pouring oil into a house that’s on fire.
Maybe I should change the subject.
