ăBy the way, Kanon. Whatâs up with your training in the academy?ă
As if he had just remembered, Shar spoke to their son.
Then Kanon looked embarrassed, as if to say,ăOh no!ă
He seemed awkward with his father, but he stood rigidly and responded in a stiff voice.
(âŚDid he perhaps skip classes?)
I know what itâs like to want to play with spatial and illusionary magic instead of monotonous training. If I were a student at the academy, I would feel the same way.
ăAre you confident that you can be the next Count?ă
I shielded Kanon and argued with Shar who started to lecture plausibly.
ăCome on, heâll do just fine. On the contrary, what kind of Count would have to go through that kind of training every day to become one? Skipping a day isnât going to change anything. Donât worry about it, Kanon. Iâll go with you and explain everything to your teacher.ă
ăRam, you are coming with me, not Kanon. I still have something to discuss with you.ă
ăI have none on my end.ă
As we continued to argue, Kanon said, ăIâm fineăand went back to the academy alone. I wanted to prioritize Kanon over SharâŚ
I hate the guy next to me who was smiling triumphantly.
ăSo? Whatâs so important you had to drive your son away?ă
ăWhere did you learn to do all that magic?ă
ăâŚHave you been spying on me, by any chance?ă
ăI was just passing through the garden when I heard some cheerful voices. Iâve never seen Kanon like that before.ă
ăWell, I suppose itâs hard to smile when youâre under so much pressure in the academy and have to do so many boring drillsă
ăTraining is our duty as those gathered in the House of Count Mercure. I had been there myselfâŚI like the magic you just did. Itâs a playful magic, but it requires the steady unleashing of multiple spells at the same time.ă
ăThis class is a lot more fun than having to adjust your magic power with a sullen look on your face, donât you think?ă
ăWhere did you learn all this fun magic?ă
Since we were back to square one, I replied that I was ăself-taught,ă just as I had said to Kanon. But as expected, Shar didnât believe me as honestly as Kanon did.
ăThe daughter of a puny baronial family, who is frail and has been maltreated by her familyâŚI wonder when and from whom she learned so much magic.ă
ăTe-hee-hee, I donât remember much about it. Maybe some books on magic were mixed in with my fatherâs business? Whatâs more, did you even know the inner workings of the Baronâs family?ă
ăThis was about the woman who would become my wife. Although, Iâve never really been that interested in it.ă
ăToo honest, I know youâre a jerk! Iâm divorcing you.ă
ăSay what you want, but Iâm not divorcing you. No amount of barking is going to change the fact that you are my wife, so give it up. By the way, you look like youâre feeling pretty good today. Come along and join me for a stroll.ă
I definitely object to taking a walk with this lousy Count, so I decided to avoid him even if I had to use a temporary affliction.
ăâŚUgh! My chronic illness is acting upâŚă
Shar told me with a grin, as I gave a convincing performance of wobbling while pressing my stomach.
ăThatâs tough. Iâll carry you to your room. You should be honored.ă
ăNo! Not a bit!ă
ăYouâre looking better than I thought. What, donât be shy.ă
My excuses were now completely rebuffed.
I was captured when I tried to turn around to escape. So under the warm gaze of the gardener, Shar carried me sideways and moved through the garden.
(Shar, thank my being a pacifist.)
Although Iâm a legendary wizard, I hate causing unnecessary trouble.
If I were to unleash my greatest offensive magic at Shar here, thereâs no doubt that it would lead to a troublesome incident later on.
I dreamed of a quiet life in this life, so that was a situation I did not want to happen.
Shar, who was interested in his wife out of curiosity, would probably get bored with me after a while.
When the timing was right, I could ask for a divorce.
As I was indulging in my fantasy, Sharâs voice came down from above.
I looked up and saw languid red eyes looking down at me.
ăHow can you be lost in thought when Iâm personally carrying you?ă
ăHow dare you say such a thing to your unwell wife? Iâm divorcing you.ă
ăGood grief. You say âdivorceâ every other wordâŚAlright, here we are.ă
Shar indicated with his chin that her room was just ahead.
He dexterously opened the door with his arm while carrying his wife in his arms, and quickly walked inside.
ăHuh?ă
I thought for sure he was taking me back to my room, but how could this be happening?
Shar approached the huge, crimson covered bed in the center of the room and gently lowered me onto it with a polite gesture that I could not have imagined given his arrogance.
ăT-ThankâŚă
Shar turned to his wife, who was about to inadvertently thank him, grinned again, and then pushed her down then covered her up.
ăW-Wha? W-W-W-WâŚ?!ă
I was too surprised by this sudden turn of events to string a word. My mind went completely blank. Shar whispered to me, so close that I could feel his breath on me.
ăWhat happened to your bravado earlier?ă
ăI-If youâre sleepy, Iâll leave you alone. Have a nice rest.ă
ăIâm not so naive as to sleep easily in front of my wife. I like you more than I thought I would.ă
A hand stroked my hair and rested on my cheek.
His gently heated eyes reflected my own groggy countenance. ButâŚ
Aurora, a legendary wizard, had lived her entire life alone and had no immunity to men.