Translator: Seven
Lylia stared at Frey who tilted his head slightly and asked.
“Is there sothing you’d like to say?
“…you’re a bit different from what my brother said.”
Frey touched his hair and mumbled.
“A lot has happened.”
“I see. Ah please speak comfortably. You’re a friend of my brothers and a child of the Blake family.”
“Sure.”
Lylia looked at Frey with a slight expression of bewildernt as he imdiately agreed to her polite suggestion.
Nevertheless, Frey kept staring into space with an expressionless face.
‘What is with this man?’
All of the children of noble families that she had t before either tried to flirt with her, or make so kind of connection sohow.
Lylia knew that she was very beautiful and she also knew how n usually acted in front of her.
Her beauty was one of her weapons after her family’s prestige.
But this was the first ti that she had been treated like this by a man from outside of the family.
She had so slight misgivings about this, but she hid her innermost thoughts and instead gave a beautiful smile.
“I heard that you are attending Westroad Academy. How is my brother in the academy?”
“I don’t know. Peran is a few years above , I’ve never run into him at the academy.”
“Ah…I see.”
So it turned out that they had t for the first ti on the Cortez.
While the conversation lapsed into silence, the carriage stopped.
They had arrived at the building.
The door slowly opened and revealed a very welcoming face.
“Haha! You ca!”
It was Peran who had arrived in front of the carriage.
He spoke to Frey with his voice brimming with joy.
“Man, you were almost late.”
“I had a lot of work to do. I’m glad I sohow managed to get here in ti.”
“It was a close call.”
Lylia looked at Peran with a sowhat shocked expression.
It might have been the first ti that she’d seen him so happy. He was soft and always smiling, but he still knew how to control his emotions.
That Peran that she knew was now smiling like a little boy.
When she realised that not even the family had ever seen him like that, she felt a little jealous of Frey.
Lylia gracefully descended from the carriage and spoke.
“I’m here too, brother.”
“I can’t miss our princess. How was the party?”
“…you ignored until just now.”
“Uh. What was that?”
“It was nothing.”
Lylia looked away sharply and walked into the mansion.
Peran turned back and said with an embarrassed face.
“I still don’t know how I made Lylia upset. Do you have an idea?”
“No.”
“Um…well. I’ll have to cheer her up later. Let’s go inside first. There is so much that I want to talk about.”
Peran looked at Frey who nodded quietly.
He was just skin and bones.
He had thin cheeks and his wrists which were revealed from within the robes could have been held together with one hand.
His skin also looked rough.
Above all else, the white hair on his head was the most eye catching.
‘He must have worked hard.’
Peran wished to know what he had been through, but first he wanted his friend to get so rest after his long trip.
“We’ll take our ti to talk. Daphgon please bring Frey to one of the guest rooms. Frey, how about a al?”
“It’s okay. I only need so lukewarm water.”
“Sure. Then let’s talk tomorrow. You should get so rest for now.”
“Thank you.”
Frey followed Daphgon to the room.
Shortly after, they arrived at a large room that had enough space to run in.
The furniture was also of very high quality.
Frey gave a wry smile when he realised that the size of the room and bed were much bigger than his dorm room.
Daphgon smiled and put a bottle of water on the center table.
“Here is the water you requested. If you have any other needs, please tell the maids.”
He pointed to the maid behind him, but Frey shook his head.
“I would like to be alone.”
Frey realised that Daphgon was actually a fairly powerful mage that might have been placed to watch over Peran.
He did not wish to be rude even if it was soone younger or if they were just a guard at the front gate.
Daphgon looked perplexed.
“But…”
“I apologize for the rudeness of rejecting your favor. But please understand that I am a mage before I am a guest.”
“Ah…”
ditation.
Obviously wizards would want to keep their privacy.
In particular when they ditated from ti to ti they would be particularly sensitive.
Daphgon bowed his head.
“I understand. Then these maids will be waiting in the next room. If you have any requests, please call for them imdiately…”
“Thank you for your kindness.”
Daphgon was inwardly impressed.
‘I heard that the Blake’s third son not only lacked talent as a wizard but also basic etiquette and refinent…’
Because of his job, he was sensitive to rumors about nobles and he had heard so about the three sons of the Blake family.
So when he’d heard the identity of the young master’s friend, he had congratulated outwardly, but on the inside he was worried.
Peran was excellent in many ways, but he was too young to fully grasp the thoughts of man.
But his face to face encounter with Frey had given him quite the shock.
Like any good son of a prestigious family, he had a very disciplined attitude, seed to be a simple person and was firm enough to not be swayed easily by others.
Daphgon thought of a man. The Blake Family.
Compared to the Jun Family, it was slightly less, but it was still powerful enough to be among the five most powerful families in the empire.
The eldest and second sons were good, but the main power behind the Blake Family was Isaka Blake.
He was one of the five 7 star mages in the empire and at the sa ti the master of the Sixth Magic Tower.
He was younger when compared to the other Arch Mages, but he still had the ability to afford the na.
Daphgon had also t Isaka Blake once. He left a rather cold and dry impression.
‘Is it that a man like this is not enough to be his son?’
Daphgon couldn’t help but wonder, but he kept it within him and spoke instead.
“There will be a banquet tomorrow.”
“A banquet?”
“Yes. Since you will be going back to school soon, the family decided to host a banquet. The young master seems to want you to join him.”
“…”
After thinking for a mont, Frey nodded.
“Alright.”
“Thank you.”
Daphgon retreated as hot water was brought to the room.
Frey washed himself with the water and then changed into the pajamas that were placed on the bed before going to sleep imdiately.
The next day, Frey awoke at dawn.
Imdiately after he woke up, he sat down and began working on suppressing Frozen River’s freezing energy.
‘This will be all I do for the ti being.’
When he opened his eyes, there was a maid from the day before in front of him.
She imdiately kneeled before him and looked at Frey with a pale face.
“I, I have sinned.”
“What?”
“Pl-, please spare my life. I am sorry.”
Frey had no idea why she was so terrified.
After comforting the maid who seed like she was about to burst into tears at any mont, he asked her and found that she was under the illusion that he had been ditating.
And he knew that Daphgon must have told them never to disturb a wizard’s ditation.
She had only entered the room to change the water used yesterday and bring him breakfast without having any other intentions.
“It’s okay as long as you don’t touch their body.”
After he sent the maid out, Frey briefly washed himself with the water that he controlled to float.
Then as he finished the simple al, he heard a knock on the door.
“Can I co in?”
“Yes.”
It was Daphgon who ca through the door.
Even though it was early in the morning he seed undisturbed.
“Did you enjoy the breakfast?”
“It was a little small.”
“Is that so? I will have them double the amount from tomorrow.”
The more food he ate the better, because he needed to gain weight urgently.
And Frey was also very fond of food. Especially after his return.
And as expected, the food served by the Jun Family was incredibly delicious.
“The young master is waiting for you. I will guide you there so please get ready.”
Frey changed back into his uniform. It was a bit shabby, but he had nothing else to wear.
After leaving the room, he followed Daphgon once again.
Peran was looking into a fountain in the garden, but he let out a bright laugh when he saw Frey.
“You look so thin. I guess you haven’t been eating.”
“It was a terrible month, but I gained what I wanted.”
“That’s a cause for celebration.”
Peran smiled softly then he suddenly spoke again as if sothing had just co to his mind.
“I never would have thought that your destination was the Hell Mountains.”
Did we talk about this?
Frey pondered for a while before rembering the existence of a girl with blue hair.
“You must have heard it from Sonia.”
“That’s right.”
“Where is she?”
“Her room. Or the training grounds. She swings her sword right after she opens her eyes and right before going to sleep. It’s the first ti I’ve ever t such a tough girl. Um, and I’m not joking.”
Frey let out a laugh as Peran shuddered.
Without a lot of effort she would not be that skilled. Talent alone was not enough.
“It could even be four people, but for Miss Sonia, you’re the only one who…”
“Huh?”
“…no. Nevermind. I can’t say it.”
Peran smiled bitterly and shook his head for so reason.
Frey felt that he looked quite depressed.
Then Peran opened his mouth and changed the topic.
“I told you right? That I wanted to introduce you to my family.”
“Right.”
“If it’s okay, then how about now? Especially my father, I really want you to et him.”
If it was Peran’s father then he should be referring to the head of the Jun Family. His na was Shepard Jun.
He was also one of the five 7 star mages in the empire.
This was what Frey gained from his mory.
‘Soone I should et.’
The more powerful the wizard, the more likely that they knew sothing about the Demigod.
“Anyti is fine.”
“That’s a relief. Actually, there aren’t many tis when my father is at ho. He’s got piles of work to do at the tower…”
Shepard Jun was also the head of the Fourth Tower.
Peran looked very excited while Frey simply nodded his head.
Frey then followed Peran back to where Shepard was.
In a large room, there was a long table with a white cloth over it.
On the left and right sides of the table sat those who seed to be Peran’s family.
The younger sister Lylia that he saw yesterday, two n of similar age, and a beautiful woman.
‘They should be Peran’s brothers and mother.’
Which ant that the strong middle aged man sitting at the end was Shepard Jun.
“I am Frey Blake, one of the three sons of the Blake Family. I would like to express my belated gratitude for the generous treatnt of the Jun Family.”
“Nice to et you. And we welco you as you are Peran’s friend.”
Frey raised his head and looked at Shepard.
At first glance he seed to be cold but his expressions and voice were soft so the impression didn’t stay.
But Frey was paying attention to sothing different.
There was a tattoo on Shepard’s face.
‘That tattoo is…’
“Is Count Blake doing well?”
Frey stopped his pondering for a bit at Shepard’s words and gave a formal answer.
“That is correct.”
“The Sixth tower is very far away, thanks to that I only get to see him during the tower etings once a year. Conversations with the count are always very enjoyable and informative so it’s a pity.”
“…it is a pity.”
“Hoohoo. Have a seat. I want to hear about how you beca friends with my son.”
As he said that, Shepard gave a bright smile.
Frey bowed his head but his thoughts were completely different.
There was a six pointed star with a crescent moon in the center of it under his left eye.
There was nothing else that he paid attention to.
Because that was one of the magic tattoos that Schweiser had made and used.
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