Chapter 11

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“Our Amelia, your face is half-faced!”

No, that’s.

“Our Amelia, you’re twice as tall!”

Excuse me?

“You’re all grown-up, you’re all grown up!”

The man then rushed at me and squeezed my cheeks smiled.

Bastian, who came to his senses belatedly, quickly took the man away from my arms.

The man that was glued to me like a leech awhile ago flew away to the other side of the dining hall.

Bam! There was a loud noise that resounded all over and his back slammed into the wall.

No, a person really fly?

“Argh! That hurts!”

But he’s okay?

The man frowned with just a bat of an eye and leapt to his feet.

In an instant, Bastian approached him, and drew a sword. The sword went on the man’s neck fiercely.

I gasped a breath.

“Who are you?”

Bastian asked bitterly. The man glanced at the sword pointed at his neck scratched his head irritably. His disheveled silver hair man ruffled it with my hands.

“Oh… what the. So annoying.”

Even though he went straight to Belgium, he didn’t seem nervous.

Is he really crazy?

“Now you don’t even recognize your own younger sibling huh?”

“My only sibling is Amelia.”

“Hey, are you already senile?”

“I am just being careful remembering useless things.”

I looked at the two people with confused eyes.

They seemed to know each other too well to be just merely intruders and landlords.

At that moment something went through my head.

Wait, come to think of it, it said there is a second child who left home 10 years ago.

Only then did I looked at the intruder’s face properly.

Silver-haired with curly hair that looks like it’s lit of moonlight, golden eyes that look like honey, thin lips and the tail of the eyes that look like a cat.

I got enlighten way too late.

He look like me. Except for the sharper look, we had the same face feature.

I turned my head to a vain face and looked at the crashed and stained glass.

No wonder he said it is unusual for him to enter, as they will be blood all over this house.

It was then Bastian’s sword fell to the ground with the sound of “Kwang!” His normal state just frozen just like that.

The silver-haired man then pointed his sharp aura-clad hand to Bastian’s neck.

“Ugh!”

Unlike me, who was frightened, Bastian wasn’t fuzzed about it.

There was a fierce spark between the two.

“If I cut your throat like this, you’ll die, right?

“If you want to be chased for the rest of your life as a duke killer, then do it.”

“Haha, no worries, who am I to be chased by?”

“The emperor of this country is on my side.”

“Oh really? The magic tower is on my side.”

Both of them don’t want to lose.

Only I was in this space rolling my eyes like a frightened baby elk.

I made eye contact with the man looking at me over Bastian’s shoulder. He had a fierce face just before but now he just grinned.

Is he laughing?

For a moment, the man suddenly disappeared and pushed his face in front of me.

“Baby Sis!”

A big hand clenched my cheeks. The man began to look at my face in tears with his big golden eyes.

“What’s wrong with your sticky cheeks? Of course, you are still cute. Our youngest, you’re too skinny. You’ve had a hard time, haven’t you?”

“Pardon?”

“I’m sorry, I should have taken you out of the house, how suffocating it must have been. But don’t worry about it now! Our youngest will be protected by me, your brother!”

After that, the man gave me a bear hug.

“Let’s go to the tower.”

I blinked blankly in the man’s arms. He really is out of his mind.

Is this a kidnapping?

But this time again, Bastian, who had been walking fast, grabbed him.

“Get your hands off her while I am still nice.”

I didn’t think that a transmigrated killer would even make that face.

But the other party being caught seemed to be deaf.

The man turned around and shook off Bastian’s arm and hugged me.

“Brother, eff off.”

The man put strength in my arms and closed his eyes.

“No, just die.”

At the end of that, the ice spears poured into the dining hall.

* * *

The man who suddenly appeared breaking the window is the second child of this house. It’s been 10 years since he came home.

I haven’t heard from him in 10 years and he came home a week after I came back. The timing was fantastic as it is.

“Sigh.”

I sighed silently and pinched the top of my forehead.

“We’re all in a fight huh…?”

“Yes, of course. Our youngest, you must be surprised.”

The intruder, or the second, grinned due to my cautious question.

He look fine when I look at him in physical way.

Now we managed to sit in the tidy part of the dining hall.

It’s been awful since the ice spears poured in a few minutes ago.

First, the dining hall was destroyed. But the second, unfazed, poured an attack on Bastian, who stopped it all with just a single sword.

If I hadn’t almost stopped crying, one of the two would have gone to Nirvana.

“What the…”

I looked up and looked around the dining hall quietly.

The surrounding area was fine as if it didn’t have a mess awhile ago.

The devastatingly damaged interior of the building returned to its normal state in just a moment.

Thanks to Leonhardt’s restoration magic, the dining hall was restored while he had an unfazed expression on his face.

The scene of the mince – crashed interior returned with just a single finger snap is simply spectacular.

What these family members of mine do that is out of common sense is no longer surprising for me.

The bigger problem is…

“Youngest, what’s my name?”

“Leonhardt Cedric.”

“Oh, you’re smart. What’s my nickname then?”

“Leon.”

It really is.

My second brother is still sitting next to me asking the same question for the nth time.

This man had been staring at me with his chin on his other hand.

Obviously, there are three people sitting in the dining hall, and it felt like there were only two people.

He didn’t seem to care a bit about Bastian, who remove me off his back and glared at me to death.

At exactly the 20th time I said his name, he mechanically pulled the corners of his mouth up.

Leonhardt put his chin on the table and asked sullenly.

“But you don’t actually really remember me is it?”

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

“No! It’s nothing to be sorry about, our baby sis!”

He makes a fuss more about my apology.

A few minutes ago, Leonhardt also looked like the sky had collapsed when I said I didn’t remember him.

He even slapped himself in the face, saying, “Is it a dream?” in disbelief.

I dissuaded him just before his cheeks swelled up.

“My lovely youngest lost her memory…”

Leonhardt, who was muttering as if he was upset, sighed.

“Sorry, our baby, this is all because we are not good enough.”

It’s very natural to blame others.

“Do you want me to get rid of that?”

“No!”

He used his chin to point to his brother.

What are you talking about getting rid of, are you really crazy?

Leonhardt sincerely re-appealed then turned his head and stared at him. For the first time while we were sitting in the dining hall, the two people’s eyes met.

“How can you leave our youngest for five years?”

“I don’t think that’s what you should say if you didn’t know the reason why your own sister is missing.”

“It’s not that I don’t know, I didn’t have the chance to know the reason!”

“Then that’s even worse.”

Not long after the fight, the two began growling once again.

At this point, I thought I knew why the second one left this house way too early.

If we lived together, my older brother would only be one. It is either the second or the first.

Leonhardt turned his head and looked at him with glaring eyes.

“Youngest, I’m sorry. Outside access is strictly prohibited during the training period for the candidate of Head of Wizards. If I had known that our youngest knew went missing and gone through all that trouble in the East, I would have run away immediately.”

He held my hands tightly.

“But don’t you know that I have thought about Amelia every day? Night after night, I look at our pictures, write letters, but, of course, I haven’t been able to send them.”

Vega and Dabih will seriously cry just by looking at them.

[T/n: This is based on an Asian Fairytale about a tragic couple from stars that are both separated due to their lack of responsibility]

More than that, there are pictures in this world huh?

Well, I wonder what’s the big deal about having a picture in a world where magic and dragons fly, still I nodded resolutely.

“Yes, I understand.”

“Our baby!”

Leonhardt gave me a big hug. Though he dropped it quickly because Bastian grabbed the nape of his neck.

“Are you crazy?”

“Tell that to me with a distance of one meter.”

Can’t you both just stay still?

My head hurts.

By the way, the second guy who left home is staying in the real wizard’s tower. It’s a surprise.

The wizard’s tower of this world is a neutral organization that belonged to no continent. Thanks to this, the location is extraordinary.

It occupied the entire island somewhere in the unoccupied waters, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it.

If he tried to get in awkwardly, he would be caught in a whirlwind surrounding him.

Therefore, the fact that he entered the wizard’s tower safely means that he is recognized as a wizard at least.

“But I’m glad I got to meet our youngest. I am dying to see you. If it had been another year, you might have withered and died. You see how old are you as of now, huh?”

His face is full of life for a man who almost died.

Wait, I’m sure a wizard candidate won’t be able to get out of the tower in the middle. If he came out of the tower halfway, does that mean he’s out of the race now?

Out of curiosity, I looked at Leonhardt.

“How did you get out of the candidacy?”

“I told you, I’m here to see you.”

“Didn’t you say you can’t leave the tower? Did you quit?”

With my question Leonhardt shrugged, ‘Oh, that’s it.’

“I didn’t quit, I didn’t have to do it anymore.”

“What?”

“I ate the tower.”

“…what do you mean you ate it?”

“I’m the head of the tower now.”

He said that and had a big smile on his face.

“Pardon?”

“…what?”

This time, he quietly asked Bastian, who is listening to our conversation, and narrowed his eyes.

“What’s with the look on your face?”

He coolly answered back our question.

“No, you mean… the wizard’s tower?”

“Yes, isn’t that cool?”

The head wizard is literally the owner of the tower. A place that only one of the best among the wizards can occupy.

Therefore, it is common to become the owner of the tower when they reached over 60, or 70 years old.

That’s just about right, considering that normally a senior wizard has a lifespan of about 200 years. I rolled my eyes and asked carefully.

“Well, are you that old enough?”

“Youngest, did you forget my age already? I told you earlier, I’m twenty-five.”

How can you eat a magician’s tower at the age of 25?

“He’d lost his magic. Thus, the old man, use my body nicely.”

He’s playing pad-drip once again without blinking his eyes.

“But the remaining elders are not good enough, so I, the immediate disciple, decided to stay in the tower. I told him to go for it, and no one complained.”

“What kind of alley leader is the owner of Wizard’s Tower? By the way, I hope our youngest remember me. Shall we go to the tower and live together to find your memories?”

“Didn’t you say the public can’t get in there?”

“I’ll get rid of the whirlpool.”

“You can do that?”

“I don’t know because I’ve never done it before. If I fail, won’t we all die?”

It feels like he no longer have a day to come.