CH 153

: rich (1)

"You have the Count."

"Oh, it has nothing to do with your father."

Lennon flinched and spoke again.

"I know everything. Are you planning to pass on that mysterious breathing technique? Please tell me that too. I don't want to lose to him!

"But who is this bastard raising his voice in front of?"

Lennon screamed and ran back as Jamie tried to hit the bat again.

I laughed a little at that.

'You feel inferior to Anne.'

A few days ago, Anne came to ask a question about the magic circle. And Lennon himself saw how to combine the layer technique and the three-dimensional magic circle at once.

It would have been since then. What began to harbor a sense of inferiority in Anne's brilliant brain.

'What is it?'

You need rivals to grow.

Lennon will be a very good rival for Anne. That also applies to Lennon.

Lennon has great talent. He wouldn't compare himself to Jamie himself or Siegfried, but he was enough to become an archmage when he grew up.

please! I want to be strong!"

Lennon asked in an earnest voice.

Seeing Anne's talent, she despaired. It didn't matter that he wasn't born with a magical talent.

It was because he thought that if he had enough brains, he would somehow manage his lack of talent.

He's getting ahead of himself now, but he knows better than anyone that this is only a brief moment.

But, what if Jamie becomes her teacher?

'Reversing is instantaneous.'

I didn't want to have that shitty experience again.

So if Anne learns, I learn too!

Lennon followed Jamie with that thought.

Of course, the choice was up to Jamie. Lennon looked at Jamie with a nervous expression on his face.

Jamie scratched his raised chin with his finger with a haughty face.

"Disciple ."

Lennon is talented.

Although his mind was twisted and his talent was almost buried, he came to his senses and now he is 9 years old and has reached a considerable level.

If you take it as a disciple, the taste of raising it will taste.

As long as Anne has already been half-disciplined, adding one more person shouldn't be a problem.

And if it's Lennon, you can handle it a bit rougher, so it will help relieve stress to some extent.

However, the problem was his father, Count Simon.

Jamie made a decision.

"This is not for me to decide."

on?

"Come with the Count's permission first. Away from your family, the Count is your magic teacher. But, for me to reap you is the same as ignoring him. To be honest, didn't you ever think that it was disrespectful to the Count to say something like this?

"That, that ."

Lennon didn't answer.

Because Jamie's words were theories.

Blinded by jealousy, he acted emotionally. He didn't even know that it was undermining the reputation of his father, Earl Simon.

"I will come with my father's permission. Please wait.

Lennon said that and left.

'Funny guy.'

I'm not saying I'm giving up.

It looked like he didn't want to be pushed to Anne by any means.

"The Count's teachings would suffice. But teaching is another matter."

Count Simon is a great wizard, but he has never had anyone disciple him in his life.

I'm not sure, but Lennon was probably the first disciple. I didn't expect such a person to teach well.

I'll have to go back and think about what direction I'm going to teach.

Jamie went straight home.

* * *

Lennon looked at the five-story building with a nervous expression on his face. The entire building was Count Simon's laboratory.

It's a laboratory, but I heard that the wizards following Count Simon stayed here and there.

I came all the way here after hearing Jamie's permission to come, but my steps didn't come off easily.

'What if you don't give me permission?'

Permission is not the issue.

You might get angry. He was ungrateful and could have been thrown out of the family.

All of this was megalomania, but to Lennon, Count Simon was just that. God can do anything!

But Jamie wanted to learn how to breathe mana. There are things I hate to fall behind Anne, but I was excited about the fact that it was different from the existing mana breathing method.

It was self-evident that by just learning it, the state would rise faster than before.

'Should I throw it out?'

It won't be.

He is, however, the only son.

surely Since there are two people, wouldn't you think without one? Still, he will not be abandoned because he is better than his older brother, Alf.

However, if he judged that this request now crossed the line, the man who could mercilessly let it go was Count Simon.

All kinds of delusions put their tails on their tails and their eyes began to spin.

"What made you come here?"

At that moment, I heard a voice from behind that was very familiar but needed mental preparation.

Lennon flinched and looked back slowly.

There stood a middle-aged man who looked like he was covered in blood.

"Ah, Father."

It was Count Simon.

He asked the second son who had come all the way here.

"I ask for the second time what made you come here."

The Count didn't like to repeat the same thing over and over again.

Lennon knew it too, but he was too embarrassed to immediately answer the first question.

He hurriedly opened his mouth and explained why.

"Please, I have come to ask you something."

Request?

Yes ."

Lennon was always withdrawn in front of his father.

Count Simon didn't like his son's appearance, but he knew why, so he didn't bother pointing it out.

"Follow me."

Count Simon passed Lennon and entered the building.

Lennon followed slowly, watching his father go first.

* * *

Count Simon held no other positions in the magical world, except for the elder.

The reasons were varied, but the main reason was that I didn't want to get too caught up in it.

In fact, if I could have given up the presbytery, I would have abandoned it.

Because it was the king's order, he was forced to take over.

"Have you been there, Count? And this is your son."

Count Simon was going upstairs when a wizard approached him. He politely greeted the Count and then smiled at the boy following him.

The count called the wizard's name.

"Mion. Let me bring the car to my office."

" I am not a servant."

"If you don't like it, you can leave my lab."

"I will be here soon."

A wizard called Mion went to the bathroom with tears in his eyes.

The Count looked at the back and asked Lennon.

"What did you feel about him?"

" You look young, but you have a high level of skill."

"He just turned 30 this year. 5 class paper. And we're on the verge of 6th class."

Just before 6th class at 30.

Lennon's eyes widened. He was also in 3rd class at the age of 9, but from this time on, it was a section where his level did not increase to a serious degree.

Lennon will also be staying in class 3 for quite a while, and even if he gets to class 4, he didn't even know he was older than a man named Mion to reach class 5.

Nevertheless, since I grew up listening to the sound of genius, how genius is a man named Mion?

"But the world scoffs at that talent is not a big deal. Even with just 7 chapters right now, he's about the same age as that guy."

Mion's talent was not unusual, but Siegfried was already an elder who was the head of the magic world.

Mion's talent, which seemed great, felt like nothing.

"And Jamie Welton makes even that Siegfried trivial."

" ."

"Do you understand what I want to say?"

Yeah.

Count Simon continued walking up the stairs.

"I'm saying that because I think I know roughly what you came here for. I'm not saying you shouldn't be greedy for talents greater than you. I'm the type of person who thinks jealousy and inferiority make people stronger. In fact, I too have lived with that mindset. However.

The count, who had once awoke, turned to his son and said:

"You shouldn't get caught up in it. That alone is nothing but a monster."

" I have a friend in my class who understands what I have seen once."

The word 'friend' didn't stick to my mouth, but I couldn't use the word 'boy' in front of the count.

"It is heartbreaking to see more talent than me at the academy that I thought was nothing. I may still be taller, but I can't sleep when I imagine that at some point you'll be standing next to me. I want to win somehow. I want to go so far that he can't even follow my tail.

The Count was slightly surprised by Lennon's appearance.

He was a child whose emotions were not reflected except for the fear that was shown because he was afraid of himself.

Even while teaching briefly in the family, Lennon practiced silently. Even if it was difficult, he did not show any signs of it, and he clinged to magic.

I know why. It was because he wanted to show his father better than his own greed.

But what about now?

'You express your feelings in front of me.'

That would mean that the child Lennon is talking about is great.

A smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

I didn't realize

Count Simon smiled and turned his head forward again.

Arriving at the office sooner or later, he sat down at the top and suggested his son to sit on the other side of the table.

"Sit down. So why did you come?"

That is It's no different... ."

"Speak like a man."

Lennon's strong voice gave Lennon courage and looked straight at his father.

I've never looked at it like this before.

It took a lot of courage for Lennon. He tightened his chin and took a deep breath while biting his teeth.

and said

"I want to learn magic from Jamie Welton. I came here thinking that asking for permission from my father was the first priority."

Count Simon's expression hardened when he heard that.

* * *

black. Do you think Count Simon will give you permission?"

Queek-

Jamie had summoned Black to systematize the technique of his improved whole-body breathing technique.

The ability to move freely while maintaining a full-body breathing technique is possible because of Black.

So no one else could stick to this way.

I don't know if there is a black-class workhorse, but it was impossible to make it with human power now.

If it exists, it must have been created by a dragon or high elf.

"You mean you won't allow it? Why?

Snuggle up!

"You think I'm too cold blooded? Do you think you will act without blood or tears to your children?"

Queek!

"Rather, wouldn't it be nice if it wasn't removed from the family register?"

Jamie exploded at Black's words.

Even in his eyes, Count Simon, whom he had seen a long time ago, seemed quite bloody.

Still, in front of them, he was quite a gentleman.

quiver-

"Is that more like a sense of compassion?"

A person who is kind to people of the same level as himself, but mercilessly throws away if he thinks he is inferior.

Jamie was somewhat similar to Black.

"But I have a different opinion."

huh?

"Perhaps you will."

can't be sure

This is because Count Simon is a group that is difficult to analyze. But the Count listened to him and taught Lennon.

He also pursued studying in the magical world. Because he saw the potential in the second son.

"Like you said, Count Simon is a man twisted with a sense of choice, but that's why he has no choice but to allow it."

Kick-!

Black shook his head violently as if he understood.

right? Count Simon is a family first. Lennon's request will hurt his pride, but if Lennon has the skills he deserves, he'll be a satisfied human being.

So Lennon will come back with Count Simon's permission.

or not

- Continued on next episode -