Chapter 36 – He of the North (Crystal)

My head felt strangely light, probably because I was sweating profusely. I woke up feeling my long, untidy black hair tickling my ears. Originally, this kind of long hair bothered me, but what can I do, this long black hair is Werner’s trademark.

When I woke up with a sign of displeasure, the place I had been sleeping was not in the carriage, but inside the mansion. Looking at the furniture arrangement and scenery, it doesn’t look much different from Glaceon’s room in the game… But it seems like he said it would take a few days to get to the mansion…

“You’re awake.”

It was Glaceon, a clear and elegant voice. Glaceon bent down and put the back of her hand on my forehead, then put the back of her hand on her own too to measure my body temperature.

“Your fever has gone down somewhat.”

“Could you tell me where this is?”

“This is my mansion. To be precise, it belongs to the Winterheart family.”

As expected, it seems that I have passed out for quite a long time if I am lying here now. I must have fainted for about 3 to 4 days. To be honest, I was envious of those pouched creatures whose treatment would end if I beeped at a strange machine while inside the ball. Come to think of it, those bastards have free hospital bills.

“How long have I been passed out? 3 days? 4 days?”

“No, about a day.”

“Yeah?”

What do you mean? Surely, in order to get to the mansion from the place where I fell, it took three days and nights by carriage to reach it, didn’t it? Unless you’re using a magic school bus.

“It must have been a distance that had to be traveled by carriage for three days and nights…”

“I ran with Werner-sama on my back. It took about half a day to do so.”

You took a picture of a horse game by yourself. No, this would have surpassed his own record. Besides, is it possible to cross the snow field at such speed wearing a grown man? What the hell is your physical ability like? Come to think of it, since he inherited the blood of a northern barbarian and a vampire queen, one of his body specs was the top in the play.

“I should say thank you for this. You are a life saver…”

“Why do you do that… It’s all my fault…”

Glaceon, who was sitting on the side of the bed, jumped up and her hands started to tremble. The reason could be roughly guessed. The reason I fell must have been because of that magic sealing restraint.

It’s like a magic sealing restraint, a tool that prohibits wizards from using magic, which is likely in any fantasy, but the principle of operation was a bit special. To use magic, it must be drained out of the body and provided to the spirits. However, the magic sealing restraints made by Werner sealed the use of magic by preventing the discharge of magic power outside the body. I wonder what would be the problem if I heard this far, but if the target was a high wizard, the story was different.

To become a great wizard, several conditions are required. Extensive knowledge and understanding, a sense for manipulating magical powers, and communion with the spirits. But the most important thing is the maximum amount of magical power you possess and the amount of magical energy charged. Resources are the most important in the game, and aren’t the workers who mine those resources the most important? So, the magical power of the Archmage is like 4 drones.

Werner’s magic recharge speed was among the highest in the series, so if he was in a non-combat state, he would immediately fill up with just a small meal or a little sleep. In addition, the maximum amount of magic power was also a magic tank within five fingers in the work. In short, the battery lasts a long time, but the charging time is short, so it is a body with the best cost-effectiveness.

However, unlike the magician’s machine, once the mana is charged to the maximum, the supply does not stop on its own, and the mana continues to accumulate in the body. If a wizard who normally uses magic spits out water like a hose connected to a water tap, wearing a magic seal restraint is no different than stepping on the middle part of the hose. Then the water will not be able to escape and will continue to rise and swell, and one day it will burst. The wizard’s body is also like this, and if it’s a normal wizard with an insignificant amount of magic charge, if a great wizard with fast magic charge wears this, it’s a game of chicken going to the limit.

A gamble where mana keeps accumulating in the body and you don’t know when it will explode. I ended up mentioning it briefly in the game, and I didn’t really want to blame Glacera because it was a fact that would only be known to those who were at the archmage level or who were knowledgeable about the human body. Because everyone makes mistakes.

“I put Werner-sama under such restraints, and now the same thing happened. But why…”

“It’s not Glaceon-sama’s fault.”

“but…”

“I scold others for their faults and sins, but I don’t scold them for their mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes.”

I forced myself up and stroked the trembling Glaceon’s head. Like dogs and people, I thought that stroking their hair seemed to restore some stability.

“I forgot that the restraints I made had these effects on my body.

“But as it was my fault, I must apologize.”

Glaceon lowered her head. It meant a lot for her to bow her head to me, who had taken over the position of Grand Duke of the North, and was now officially just a commoner. Wouldn’t other vassals or aristocrats have been biting foam and screaming if they had seen it? He said that he should forget his body and bow his head to an orphaned commoner.

“Because of my foolishness, I did not bring a medic to fill Werner with such an abomination, and to speed up our march to meet Werner quickly.”

But it’s something someone else developed, but it’s a hideous thing, so I feel a little bit… Although I almost kicked and ransacked it, the intention of the development itself wasn’t a bad thing either. But I can’t protest, because the other person is feeling sorry for me, so there’s no need to hit the candles by mentioning that fact. Magic sealed restraint, you damn bastard, from this moment on you are no longer my child. What child in the world would want to harm his father? If you admit that, Arthas is also a filial son.

“Don’t worry too much. As you can see, I’m fine.”

At that moment, my body was shaking. I don’t know if my legs suddenly lost strength, or if my body lost a sense of balance, or if it was something wrong with my muscles or bones. The Surprise team could think of many reasons to come up with several hypotheses, but could not come up with an exact answer.

Glaceon held me as I stumbled, and her eyes were still apologetic. No, there is no need to be so sorry.

“The congressman said he needed to rest until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”

“Is that so…? I’m going to take a break from this after a long time.”

“So we decided to delay our engagement ceremony a bit.”

It’s starting to progress, that’s it. But how touching it is to be able to postpone the date of the engagement ceremony thanks to the aftereffects of the magic seal restraint. Magic sealed restraint, you are truly my child. You are the daughter of the future, you are Nabal, and you are really my child. To think that you care for your father this much, as expected, you are different from younger children like Arthas.

“Then when will…”

“Four days later.”

Is that what you postponed? Magic-sealing restraints, you incompetent piece of shit. After all, people like you aren’t even my children, you bastard. I shouldn’t have made anything like you.

“Four days later… whoa…”

“Father and mother also coordinated their schedules and said they would come around that time, so you can look forward to our reunion.”

“No, I’m just…”

I have no intention of meeting a brain muscle who likes to take care of his younger brother or a vampire who likes to tease Werner. As soon as I saw him, he would give me a hug that would break his back and ridicule me for taking his daughter.

“I will prepare the engagement ceremony, so you just have to wait patiently for the ceremony.”

“But Glaceon-sama…”

“You are my future husband. I read romance novels and they say that the Grand Duke of the North shouldn’t entrust the person he’s going to marry with troublesome tasks. So I’ll take care of everything.”

I don’t know what kind of teenager wrote a novel like that, but I wanted to go and drive 5700 right away. Not 5700 characters, but 57000 with fists.

“By the way, is my disciple all right…?”

First of all, the safety of Airi, my life vessel, came first. Why Life Vessel? If there’s a problem with him, I’m screwed. So Airi is no different from my life.

“Well… reports say they’re coming this way.”

It seems like her head is about to break over the engagement issue, but when Airi joins in, it becomes a double headache. This damn disciple shouldn’t be raising work. No, what the hell is Camellia doing so she doesn’t even control her child?

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No, Camellia would somehow mediate with Airi. Who in the world is as rational as her?

“And we also confirmed that Camellia-sama is also accompanying Werner-sama’s disciple.”

That’s why I’m telling you not to trust the dwarves.