Chapter 59, Found (1)

Translator: Hedge

Editor: Lizzz

 

Ten days had passed since meeting Syspanian.

 

At this time, Kalian was still at the Siegfried Castle.

 

– Are you planning to never return?

 

Kalian smiled at Allan’s words, which were half reproach and half disappointment. There was a smile mixed with half apology and half gratitude for Allan, who was waiting for Kalian to return.

 

– The longer Your Highness’s schedule is delayed, the more Sillike prepares. Wouldn’t it be better to return as soon as possible?

 

– I know. I never intended to stay this long from the beginning. But I haven’t been able to solve the problem I mentioned to you.

 

The reason Kalian had stayed at the Siegfried Castle for ten days was because of a thought that came to him due to Ian.

 

After meeting Syspanian and having an intense duel with Sleiman that day, Kalian had a very brief conversation with Sleiman about ‘whether Ian knew about Kalian’s true identity’. Then, he asked Sleiman a question.

 

‘I think Gray Beurisen, the Count, would recognise my Aura. What do you think?’

 

‘Since the Count is known to be a more skilled swordsman than even his father, Marquis Evan Beurisen, I think there is a high possibility that he will notice the Aura inside Your Highness’s body.’

 

Having thought the same, Sleiman nodded and answered like so.

 

‘Is there really no way to hide my Aura?’

 

The ‘path of the sword’ that a Sword Master walks was a path of enlightenment.

 

Each person attains enlightenment and enters the path of the sword in their own way. The methods to awaken Aura were all different, so it could not be taught. That was why there were only six Sword Masters on the continent.

 

Being born and raised in a renowned family or being taught swordsmanship by a Sword Master only increased the probability of one rising to the path of the sword. There was no guarantee that they would definitely attain enlightenment and become a Sword Master.

 

Since their numbers were extremely few, it was natural for them to roughly know each other’s abilities. Therefore, there was never any need to hide one’s Aura. It was the same when he was Bern, so Kalian never thought of hiding his Aura.

 

But Kalian, who was not Bern, was different.

 

Kalian was basically now an officially undisclosed Sword Master.

 

So, when fighting Gray Beurisen, the Count, he thought it might be better to hide the fact that a fifteen-year-old ‘Mage’ had also mastered the ultimate techniques of the sword.

 

Just like he did not bother telling Ian about Kalian’s identity.

 

‘I have never thought about hiding my Aura.’

 

Sleiman was no different. He shook his head heavily and answered.

 

Hearing that answer, Kalian’s eyes landed on Arsene.

 

While there might not be a way to hide Aura itself, Kalian somehow felt that Arsene might know a similar solution, so he called him.

 

‘Lord Hertz.’

 

Arsene, with an expression that seemed to wonder what task Kalian was going to assign now, came toward Kalian, and Kalian asked a simple question.

 

‘Do you know any Magic that can hide one’s Mana?’

 

To those words, Arsene immediately replied.

 

‘Yes, I know of one. With your Four Circles, there is a Spell that Your Highness can now use.’

 

A Mage and a yet-to-be-known-to-the-world Sword Master.

 

Kalian, who knew very well that the source of Circles and Aura was the same, smiled.

 

‘Tell me the method.’

 

Thus, Kalian learned the Spell to hide his Mana.

 

The Spell itself was not very difficult, but the problem was in maintaining it. It took a full week to maintain the Spell while walking, talking, eating, and sleeping. And it took another three days to completely hide his Aura with it.

 

Since Sleiman was the only one who could check if Aura was leaking from him, he could not temporarily leave Siegfried Castle. That was why he stayed for ten days.

 

‘it’s completely gone! You now look like nothing more than an obedient Prince who has never been near a sword!’

 

And finally, that morning, he heard from Sleiman that his Aura could no longer be felt at all. Therefore, Kalian was now having this conversation with Allan at the cemetery, which had become a somewhat familiar sight.

 

Kalian looked around briefly.

 

The numerous gravestones were still there. And as always, Ian was standing quietly, waiting for Kalian’s conversation to end.

 

– The preparation took time. I will truly depart tomorrow.

 

After saying that, Kalian asked Allan:

 

– Has the Count Beurisen already departed for the Capital?

 

– I delayed sending a representative to take his place as much as possible. It will be at least another fortnight before he can depart.

 

It seemed Allan had done his best to delay Gray’s arrival date in the Capital as much as possible, as there was nothing good about him arriving early.

 

– Thank you.

 

– And soon we will hold the entrance examination for the prospective trainees of the Magic Academy. By the time Your Highness arrives, you should be able to meet the students, so look forward to it.

 

– With the acquisition of the Beurisen Trader’s Guild keeping him busy, the Magic Academy has already progressed that far?

 

The progress of the Magic Academy had also been entrusted to Melpir Pollun. It was progressing much faster than expected, which surprised Kalian.

 

– Yes. He handles matters very quickly. Still, he seems to be short-handed. I will assign someone appropriate to help with the Magic Academy, so please look out for any individuals who might be suitable talents for the Trader’s Guild.”

 

– Even if I search, it would be difficult to bring someone from the Siegfried Territory to the Capital.

 

– Why do you keep forgetting opportunities that are in front of you?

 

Allan continued to send out a voice full of mischief.

 

– Just like you brought Allan Manasil or Kyrie. Please search your memory for once. Find any talented individuals who will become famous in the ‘future’ that you know of.

 

– Since I didn’t pay much attention to the Trader’s Guild’s side when I was living, I don’t particularly remember anything. I don’t have anyone in mind at the moment, but I’ll think about it more.

 

– Yes. Thank you.

 

After finishing his conversation with Allan like that, Kalian returned to the castle, carefully retracing his memories.

 

That evening, another grand dinner was held at the Siegfried Castle. Although Kalian had not said he was leaving yet, Sleiman had prepared it, knowing that all of Kalian’s business was finished and he would depart soon.

 

And the next day.

 

Kalian left the Siegfried Territory, receiving a farewell from Sleiman and Dmirea. The Knights, including Yuran, did not accompany him. Although quick movement was possible through Rauchel’s Teleportation Spell, there was a limit to the number of people a casted Spell could be applied to. Anyway, Kalian, Kyrie, and Arsene alone were sufficient as guards, so there was not much danger.

 

“Next time you come, I won’t go that easy on you.”

 

Kalian smiled and answered Sleiman, who was speaking in a small voice so that Ian could not hear.

 

“By then, I won’t be as easy to take down as I am now.”

 

“Hahaha! That’s truly something to look forward to!”

 

With final words asking to convey his regards to Rmain and Allan, Kalian and Sleiman parted again.

 

Now, to return to Cyriesus.

 

* * *

 

The Astrisha Street in the Capital was bustling with nobles who had gathered since morning. The topic of conversation among the nobles gathered in threes and fives at each cafe was the content of the letters tied to the messenger birds that were arriving one after another.

 

When Kalian entered Syspanian’s Lair, a brilliant light flashed.

 

Kalian was already famous for his resemblance to Syspanian. So, opinions varied on what the meaning of the content being conveyed now might be.

 

The story that Syspanian had chosen Kalian as the next King had been heard so many times it was becoming cliché. There were even absurd claims suggesting that Kalian himself might be Syspanian.

 

So, it was only natural that all the youth of Cyriesus were flocking to the ‘Pollun Magic Academy Prospective Student Entrance Examination’ which, as if knowing this news would arrive around this time, had conveniently started on that very day.

 

“I’ll join you later, Lord Manasil. I have to go now.”

 

Looking at the examination site of the Magic Academy, which was so crowded there was no room to set foot, Euria, the head of Cyries’ Arcane Enclave, said this and quickly backed away. Then Allan, who had been standing in front, disappeared with a *swoosh* and reappeared behind Euria’s back.

 

“Don’t use Warp to move just three steps forward! Do you know how difficult that is!?”

 

Euria involuntarily raised her voice when she saw Allan standing behind her, smiling like a Cheshire Cat.

 

He did not use Teleport, but Warp, which was a Sixth Circle Spell.

 

Allan was casually using a High Level Magic that Euria wanted to use but could not, just to catch her.

 

Whether he heard Euria’s words or not, Allan pointed to a chair placed in the middle of the table with a gentle smile.

 

The meaning was to quickly go and sit down because it was noisy.

 

Euria wanted to cry but no tears could come out.

 

“Lord Manasil. I certainly know that Baron Melpir Pollun is trying to establish a Magic Academy. I also know that the entrance examination for students will be starting today. I truly welcome the fact that a Magic Academy is being established in Cyries.”

 

She was sincere in this. Euria was very happy at the thought of the future development of Magic in Cyries. She also sincerely conveyed words of encouragement to Melpir Pollun.

 

“But for me to help out, I’m sure you know I am really busy…”

 

On the morning of the Magic Academy’s entrance examination, Allan had come to find her. Then, without warning, he said he had somewhere to go and dragged Euria all the way here.

 

Who was she? She was Euria, the head of the Arcane Enclave in Cyries.

 

It would not be bad of her to sit together and honor the Magic Academy’s entrance examination with her presence.

 

Although she had been dragged to the examination site, Euria changed her mind about escaping soon enough. She agreed to walk to the long table, of the temporarily created examination site, and fill a seat there. She also thought she would help if there was a shortage of people to supervise the exam.

 

But as she walked to the table, she wondered, [What is that nameplate placed in the middle of the table?

 

There at ‘her seat’, was an already prepared nameplate – ‘Pollun Magic Academy Principal, Euria Seiren’

 

Also, among the nameplates placed on five seats, this one in the middle was the largest and was even painted in gold!

 

Euria expressed her refusal in a firm voice.

 

“Ask someone else.”

 

At those words, Allan nodded his head casually and pointed to the chair once more. A deep sigh flowed from Euria’s lips.

 

Like this, Allan, without saying a word, appropriately selected someone to help with the Magic Academy and had them seated.

 

* * *

 

Time passed again.

 

On the way back to the Capital, Cyriesus, Kalian ended up staying for three days at Reddington Castle, built on a low cliff by a lake.

 

Why it became three days instead of one was because Allan’s granddaughter, Veronica, had her horse injured its leg. It had fallen, unable to avoid a hole in the ground in time due to the increased speed from Rauchel’s Magic.

 

Fortunately, Kyrie immediately caught Veronica, so she was not injured, and Veronica’s horse was at a level that Hina could treat it. Of course, since Hina’s healing was not powerful enough to heal all wounds at once, it took time for the horse to fully recover.

 

Thanks to this, Kalian, who had come to visit Reddington Castle. There, he could not help but admire the view outside the Lord’s castle early in the morning. It was because the huge lake with calm mist rising, in contrast to the blue sky making for a breath-taking scene.

 

A small exclamation flowed from behind Kalian as he watched the flocks of waterfowl taking flight.

 

“It’s a beautiful and peaceful place.”

 

It was Kyrie.

 

It was such a beautiful place that even Kyrie like this for the spoke first. As if agreeing with those words, Ian said while putting down warm mint tea:

 

“The Lord, Viscount Reddington, is also a person who suits this place. He’s famous for being thoughtful and dignified. We’ll soon enter Cyriesus, so think of these three days as restful days.”

 

“Yeah, I will.”

 

Kalian nodded with a smile.

 

It was as Ian had said.

 

From here, it was just four more days to Cyriesus. It was the place where Allan, Rmain, Sillike, and Randel were waiting.

 

It was clear that once he arrived at the Royal Palace, he would not be able to come out to such a distant place for a while, nor would he be able to have such a leisurely mind as now.

 

“It would be a shame to only spend one day here. I’ll take it easy.”

 

“Yes, Your Highness.”

 

That leisure.

 

That leisure he deliberately tried to have, however, only lasted for half a day.

 

“Oh my-”

 

That afternoon, three carriages were seen entering Reddington Castle through the window. Seeing the griffin crest holding a sword engraved on the side of the carriages, the corners of Kalian’s lips rose long.

 

“What a pleasant coincidence.”

 

It was the emblem of the Beurisen Family.