IDEFYEM - Chapter 89
Black Man, I'll Do Everything For You Except Marriage!
[ Hello, Sophia. You're doing great?
I don't think we were able to have a long conversation on the wedding day due to a lack of excitement.
Now I'm in the North. When I return to the capital, we will meet and have tea time together.
By the way, I want to tell you the result of what you asked me to do back then.
I am confident that I will bet the rest of my life on it.
His Royal Highness is in love with Sophia. ]
Sophia's distorted face as she reads this sentence is eye-catching.
I will sincerely support her.
***.
The next morning. Raphael, who had fallen asleep together, was not in the room as he had left first.
To refresh myself, I asked for stationery and a pen and wrote a letter to Sophia.
'I hope Sarah is doing well.'
I asked her to send me a telegram if there was any progress regarding the dukedom, but there was no news yet.
After having a quick meal, I thought about it and headed back to the place from yesterday.
'I'm not sure if this is the right thing to do, but I have to do something to feel at ease.'
***
How many hours have passed?
I went in in the morning and left around sunset.
As I left the library, heavy rain was falling outside.
'Wow, what should I do?'
Raphael's otherwise poor health seemed likely to worsen.
Somehow, I returned to the Grand Duke's residence in the rain and immediately looked for Raphael.
Sure enough, he was as pale as yesterday.
"It's a sudden heavy rain. You overlooked the fact that the weather in the North is more than just a day or two around this time of year."
As he said, it rained the next day and the day after that.
'I think there must be a connection between his nightmares and Enrica's past life.'
It seemed like it could be reached but couldn't be reached, and there was hardly any physical evidence.
Raphael slept like the dead whenever it rained, and I spent most of my time reading the black magic book.
In the process, my thoughts on black magic were also changing little by little.
It might be difficult to get a new complete heart. But if it means extending my current life, I can do it.
If a fair transaction can be made through a magic tool in the form of a scale, then this is also a fair transaction. What's different?
'You just have to hide it well and live your life. If Raphael somehow comes to harm, you can just run away with Sarah forever.'
Although it hasn't been long since I began using magic in earnest, I also loved magic as a pure study.
I enjoyed living as a wizard, and I had the desire to study more.
I fully understand in my heart why black magic is banned and persecuted. But what was more painful than that was just watching a loved one die.
'Is there about a month left? He's getting worse much faster than I thought.'
I summoned Melua, Raphael's aide and his dedicated wizard, and asked for his opinion
Unfortunately, Melua agrees that time is not on our side.
Every night I lay in the same bed with Raphael and observed his face. A complexion that becomes increasingly bloodless, and an expression that appears to be faintly enduring pain.
Yet, when he makes eye contact with me, his eyes curve deeply.
Originally, I used to sleep with my back turned to the spacious bed in the Grand Duke's residence. But at some point, I started sleeping on Raphael's chest.
Holding me still and listening to the inaudible sounds of my heart.
***
The next day, Raphael vomited blood for the first time in days.
It was the last day of the week, that is, the date when we should have left for the capital again.
However, we decided that we were not in a physical condition to travel by carriage, so we decided to delay the schedule.
"I'm sorry. Enri. I'll get better soon. I promise."
I told him not to pay attention to the man who was looking at me even though he was making a fuss.
It was that day that the decision in my heart became firm.
I wasn't confident that I could take down the Duke's family and obtain magic tools within a month.
'It's not too late to save this man and solve the problem.'
I was too nervous to focus on something that had no promise.
After my schedule was canceled, I urgently asked Melua for a favor.
"Please contact the capital and bring Sarah here, as soon as possible."
***
Sarah said that at my request, she rode at full speed on a horse instead of a carriage.
As she said, it really didn't take more than two days, and arrived at midnight the next day.
I advised Sara, who was exhausted, to rest, but she refused.
She just gulped down a glass of cold water and spoke with an angry expression.
"I keep watching, but there is no movement. It looks like he got really scared after the fire."
After something like that happens, it's natural to stay quiet for a while.
We also had to consider the possibility that they were preparing a counterattack of their own.
"I'm sorry for calling you here when you were busy, Sarah."
"You don't have to say that. It's nice to be outside in the fresh air after a long time."
Now it was time to get to the point, but it was hard to know where to start.
"First of all, if you're not tired, is it okay if I move your seat?"
So I took Sarah to the library.
Since it was the middle of the night, I didn't forget to cast a hiding spell in case there were people who saw us and thought we were strange.
Sarah seemed a little surprised by the secret space that was opened by inserting a book into a specific spot.
However, compared to that, her face was calm when she saw the warehouse of black magic books that was revealed.
"These are materials I collected to see if the curse could be lifted through black magic."
"That's right. There is no way he can hide the fact that he grew under that person."
"What do you mean, that human?"
"Didn't the Grand Duke say it himself?"
For a moment, Sarah had an expression that made me wonder if I had made a mistake.
Sensing something strange, I interrogated her and heard about the connection between the Grand Duke and Sarah.
"The Grand Duke said that he grew up being treated as an experiment under my teacher, a warlock until he was 10 years old. It was probably then that I came across knowledge about these books."
"It's quite an interesting coincidence, but I also have a bad relationship with that warlock."
"Uh, how?"
"I was raised by him until I was 10 years old. I know the approximate location."
Sarah relayed the conversation they had previously had, and my expression became increasingly unfavorable.
It was because, aside from love, I felt human sympathy.
Until the age of 10, he was treated like a test subject by a warlock and abused, and when he returned to the Grand Duke, he was caught up in a succession dispute and his life was constantly threatened.
Even after ascending to the throne, he suffered from a curse.
My heart felt numb as if it was on fire.
"Sarah, I want to ask you something."
I brought a book of black magic that I had been reading with great concentration for the past few days.
"I heard that the success of black magic is determined not by the skill of the first caster, but by the amount of magical power he has and the earnestness of his purpose."
"Why are you asking that...."
"Is the magical power I have enough to make the devil drool?"
Sarah's eyes widened as if she understood what I meant.
Then she started shaking her head vigorously and trying to dissuade me.
"What on earth are you thinking? Never! I decided to choose the right path even if it took time!"
"I do not know. Maybe this is the right way."
She said the most difficult thing was finding someone to cast black magic. Maybe I should have chosen this path from the beginning.
"I've just been lucky enough to avoid it. The persecution of warlocks goes beyond what you can imagine!"
Sarah huffed and continued.
"It's natural. Because I don't know how a person's soul could have been used! Are you okay if we save the Grand Duke and never see him again?"
"It doesn't matter, Sarah."
I knew my mind was in overdrive. Tears fell.
"I don't know what is right and what is wrong. But I can't live in a world without him. I don't mind losing my magic, my eyesight, and my heart in return."
Sarah seemed to have finally sensed my earnestness and became silent.
"If I can save him, it's okay if I never see the light of day again."
After a while, Sarah opened her mouth with difficulty.
"Is it serious?"
"A month, maybe less."
She frowned, thought for a long time, and then said.
"... Then at least let me be the caster of the black magic. Once your magic turns black, it can't be turned back."
"What? Sarah, that's not what I brought you here. I wanted to get advice on an area I don't know."
I wonder if what I said sounded like pressure to her. I was embarrassed and refused.
"I can't put that burden on you just to save the one I love."
"The person I love is Young Lady. So I understand that feeling."
I felt like my heart was dropping at the completely unexpected words.
"Mom and Lily are gone. There is only one love left in the world right now."
"..."
"The process of black magic is as dangerous as the result. If you fail, I will have no one to rely on."
Sarah spoke calmly without raising her voice and asked.
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