Return of The 8th Class Mage Chapter 55:
“Did you see? Did you? Hahaha!”
The meeting was supposed to be held for many days . However it had ended earlier by Hayden Greenriver and Ian Page, who thought of everything and not by Ragnar as everyone had expected .
“Your highness . ”
“Oh, Captain . You should have seen it!”
With the Crown Prince’s happy face, Oliver was relieved . He as well, was very nervous about this meeting .
“I smashed the council… . . Khmmm, before this, let’s get some wines and start my story . We haven’t enjoyed it for a while, right? And let’s tour this city for a bit . We don’t always have a chance to come Demidera, do we?”
The Crown Prince looked at Ian and Oliver . As he said, when would be the next chance to play around? Ian nodded his head, and Oliver remained silent but with a positive attitude .
“Hahaha! Good . Ian, you are almost an adult, aren’t you? I will teach you how to drink like a real man, real men has special wa……”
“The Crown Prince, your highness . ”
While the Crown Prince was thinking about alcohol, Ragnar, who hadn’t a single chance to speak and was supposed to be the main hero of the council, approached the Crown Prince .
He smiled a fake smile .
“What . ”
“It was outstanding . Today, your little brother learnt many things”
Even with the cold response from the Crown Prince, Ragnar complimented him . He controlled his facial expression very well . Today, however, he couldn’t truly hide his real emotions perfectly .
‘His mouth is smiling, but his mind is not smiling . ’
Not only Ian, but the Crown Prince felt same way .
‘This is good . ’
It was first time he defeated Ragnar, and its excitement was unspeakably good .
His old hatred was mostly solved by this event .
‘No more bad feelings, as well . ’
During normal days, whenever the Crown Prince met the other princes, especially Ragnar, he felt a pressure that squeezed his heart . However, at the moment he felt nothing .
‘That’s strange . ’
Although the Crown Prince didn’t know that the feeling he used to feel was in fact, inferiority . However, this time, he wasn’t inferior to Ragnar anymore . Hence, he hadn’t felt the bad feeling .
‘Maybe it’s because I feel good today?’
After he made a brief conclusion, he laughed loudly .
While tapping Ragnar’s arm, he replied warmly .
“Haha! That’s good to hear, brother . ”
Thanks to his response, Ragnar’s hatred was growing bigger . The pitiful Crown Prince used to growl at him with inferiority . Thus, every time Ragnar saw his struggling, he felt good . It made him feel superior . However, this time was different .
“You, too, eh… what’s it called again? Ah yes! Practice! Always practice, and train yourself! And… . Whatever, do your best . Do you understand?”
Ragnar now lost his smile completely .
He barely prevented himself in making his angry face .
He didn’t expect to hear such **** from the Crown Prince .
His pride was shattering .
‘Fuck!’
After re-managing his face, Ragnar turned his face away . If he kept on seeing that idiot’s face, he wouldn’t able to calm his mind anymore .
‘It’s all that brat’s fault . ’
He now looked at Ian .
The very existence who made him the most uncomfortable right now . Son of a bitch!
‘That **** ruined everything…!’
Ragnar ground his tooth . The Crown Prince, the knight who protected that idiot, and the mage who helped that idiot,
‘I will make all of them regret it . I swear’ .
Regardless of Ragnar’s feeling, the Crown Prince was excited about tonight’s party . He intended it .
“Ok ok, Let’s have fun! We will blow away all the tiredness from last week . Oliver, you too, relax and enjoy tonight . Don’t be too strict, okay? Ian, you too, you will be adult soon so… . Ah, did I already tell you this?”
While the Crown Prince was getting more excited,
“Anyway, so… . Huh?”
Ian’s body started turn . The Crown Prince was the first one who noticed that change . Soon, most of the people recognized Ian’s change . Not only Oliver and Ragnar, but also Greenriver’s embassy and its guards who were standing far away saw the change .
“I, Ian? What’s going on? Your body… . . ”
Precisely, Ian’s body started to blur . At the beginning, his body blurred slightly, but as time goes by, his body started to blur more severely .
“I guess it’s my limit . ”
“Limit? What do you mean?”
(ED Note: Until now I completely forgot he was a puppet…Due to me not releasing for so long…)
The Crown Prince couldn’t understand what he was saying .
Limit? What limit?
What did he mean?
“I apologize, but I think we better enjoy the party at the Royal Palace . ”
“So what do you mean… . . ”
“I will tell you in detail,”
Soon, his face started to blur, hence, his voice started to blur as well .
“At the Royal Pala…… . ”
Ian’s body disappeared like a mirage .
When everyone was caught in the embarrassment,
The Tower Lord opened his mouth .
His voice was quite different than normal .
It was full of nervousness .
“A, an image? So he had been an image for a while…?”
He murmured like a mad man, and everyone could hear his voice .
He completely lost his mind .
“There is no such image spell in existence… . . ”
In his understanding, it was impossible . Mirror Image only allowed its caster to make a puppet that can’t do anything but stand . He hadn’t seen nor heard about a puppet that can talk, move, cast spells, and last for a week .
“So all the plans we had prepar… . ”
Due to his mind being lost, it lead him to say things until Ragnar pulled the Tower Lord’s robe quietly . Thanks to that, he woke up from his disoriented (delusion?), and quickly shut his mouth .
‘So all the plans we had prepared were made into playthings,’
Unbelievable puppet magic .
Although it was unbelievable, everyone saw it with their own eyes .
It was some kind of new magic that he didn’t know .
‘By his puppet magic?’
Literally, their plan was ‘played’ by Ian’s puppet . The Tower Lord had thought himself as ‘The peak of magic’, but he was made a plaything of by that youngster, Ian Page’s puppet magic .
“……”
The Tower Lord Habert lost his words .
His pride was stomped .
He had passed around 70 years old .
He never felt such shame in his life .
‘Hahaha… . . ’
Many people were watching him .
He couldn’t laugh out loudly .
But the way the Tower Lord laughed was weird .
His laugh was uncanny . It was based on something that came from his deep ego, ‘madness’ .
“My lord . This is the document plan about rebuilding the border village . Please read it and tell us any things to fi……”
“Nothing . ”
“Pardon?”
It was the basement gymnasium of the Pieric province castle .
More than 10 days had passed since Ian became unconsciousness by the Puppet Play spell . However, the great land lord and his best warriors were still fully armored . Except the moment when they ate or went for the toilet, they kept protecting the gymnasium by rotation .
“How many times do I have to tell you? I gave you authority to make any decision for a while, didn’t I tell you before?”
“B, but…”
“Unless you dared to sneakily create personal benefits . ”
The great landlord Kalian re-grabbed his axes quietly . By its threatening scenery, the middle aged secretary was surprised
“P, personal benefit? Why do you talk like that to me… . . ”
“I know, I know . I know you can be trusted . Anyway, support the rebuilding project as much as we can . If it is still not enough, use money from my family cache . Do you copy?”
“Y, yes my lord . ”
“Then go back . I need to protect my benefactor . ”
Ian Page, the benefactor of the province .
It was the true honor and responsibility to accomplish his benefactor’s favor . Although it was getting longer than he thought, but it was a part of it .
“Zzzz… . Phew……!”
Not everyone was armored and awake like Kalian and his warriors . Mary, who sat next to Ian, was sleeping deeply .
“Zzz… . . ”
“Ma’am Mary . ”
“Phew… . ”
“Ma’am Mary . ”
“Huh… . ?”
Mary opened her eye .
“Ehik!”
As her costume magic was dispelled, she made weird shouting .
“Sir… . Ian?”
“Long time no see . ”
“Y, you awake?
“As you can see . ”
Ian was still lying down .
He couldn’t move his body .
He hadn’t moved his body for more than ten days .
Although he minimized his bodily cycles with the help of magic, but it wasn’t be perfect though .
“You okay… . . Right?”
“It seems I have some problems at the moment . I feel a headache, I can’t move and most of all,”
Ian paused for a moment .
Soon he opened his mouth .
“My stomach . ”
“Huh? Your stomach? Do you feel a stomach ache?”
“No, I’m feeling hungry . ”
He never said to someone that he was hungry, except for his mother . However he couldn’t bear it anymore . Even a mage couldn’t perfectly control their bodily cycle .
“A lot . ”
Ian emphasized it .