Episode 57

Translator : Missme

Editor : Aru

Eugene, Ill keep it up, so be assured!

I floated a huge drop of water in the air and shouted at Eugene standing at the opposite side

The huge drops of water floating in the air were shaken without scattering over the ground, and I was trying hard not to burst these drops.

I know!

With Eugenes shout, a bright light burst out of his hand, and the light vanished from sight in a flash like a burnt dog.

After a while, I felt something entering the droplet I floated.

Eugenes attack magic slowly shook in the droplet of water, and soon exploded like a firecracker and poured out bright lights.

Spade, now!

At the same time, I lifted the air magic that had been floating the water droplets.

When the water droplets that had been locking up the attack magic were dismantled, flashlights flashed around. Dissolved. Slowly collapsing drops of water became a huge waterfall and spilt onto the floor.

As I flicked my finger without missing that moment, the mass of water droplets that had poured onto the floor gently scattered and evaporated into the air.

Phew, the timing was right at last.

I said, inhaling the air from the damp room.

You have to keep this up in the future. From beginning to end, perfectly without stopping.

Eugene, who was standing on the other side, walked towards me and talked.

Now the completeness of the individual magic is almost perfect. With the right timing to combine them, we can do it perfectly on stage.

Eugene was right.

Now, I know how to cast different magic simultaneously. Even with the blue flames, my eyes didnt hurt anymore.

Unlike before, Eugene was able to control the timing and extent of the attack magic. And the magical power, much better controlled than before.

Yes, lets try again.

Then there was a bloody practice for about 30 minutes ahead.

As I watched the magic with colourful fireworks and brilliant effects of the flash from Eugene, my eyes seemed to fall out, but the more I tried to set the right timing with my eyes wide open.

Eventually, half an hour later, by the time the practice was somewhat finished and I was exhausted, Eugene wiped the sweat off his forehead and declared the end of the practice.

I think its almost done. Lets wrap up with this today.

As soon as I heard Eugene, I lay down on the ground.

It would have been one of the things that could never have been done in an academy full of nobles, but it didnt matter.

I was so tired now, and I was so exhausted that I could ignore Eugene, who saw this appearance, even if he nagged me.

Hey.

See, my hunch is never wrong.

It was obvious that there are only two of us now, but what if people see it all later on, and what if they said the heirs of 7 Imperial families do such uncultivated things? It was obvious that he would nag more than this.

I dont know. Just dont listen.

Eventually, he breathed in colourful breaths and closed his eyes.

Hey, spades. Dont pretend you didnt hear it.

But how could I listen to Eugene?

I just lay on the floor in ignorance and didnt say anything back.

I was lying quietly, cooling off so much heat, and suddenly a piece of cloth flew in and covered my face.

Ah! What is this?

Suddenly, I was surprised by the hot air that covered my face and raised my upper body.

When I grabbed the clothes that had run down my chest and stared at Eugene, Eugene snorted and talked little by little.

Ha, thats what I said, dont pretend you dont hear me.

Eugene, who said so, took off his jacket and was only wearing a shirt and vest.

Huh?

Only then did I know that it was his jacket that was in my hand.

Put it on the ground and lie on it. Because the ground is dirty.

It came out again. That unpredictable, kind attitude.

When I finally listened to him and didnt move, looking only at the jacket in my hand, Eugene frowned as if strange.

What, why arent you lying down? Lie down on it.

..

At his words, I looked at Eugenes face gently. Then Eugene shot back with an expression of even more unknownness.

What, whats wrong?

no, its okay. Im not going to lie down.

What? Why?

With Eugenes back, who looked like someone who had suffered a very unfair incident, I folded his jacket neatly and arranged it.

Then I stood still and returned his jacket to him.

Then he frowned violently and spilt his words in an angry voice.

Hey, what is it? You dont even want to touch my jacket.

No. Your jacket gets dirty. Im sorry.

It was sincere.

I couldnt have felt at ease when I dirty other peoples jackets just for me.

Moreover, Eugenes personality is dirty, but until recently, he has helped me a lot in practising, so lying down on his jacket was even more uncomfortable.

This, Im really grateful anyway.

When I said so, Eugene, who had been looking at me with an angry look for a while, took the jacket as if he had no choice but to kick his tongue.

You can just use it. What a fuss.

Thanks for your attention.

Finally, I went back and leaned back on the chair.

If I lie down again, I think Eugene would nag me again to lie down on his jacket.

Eugene.

Why.

Leaning against the chair, I raised my head and looked up at the ceiling and asked in a languid voice.

A lot of people will gather on the day of the performance, right?

I heard that outsiders also attended the Academy Foundation Day Event after thorough verification, but it was also difficult for me to predict the scale of the event because I had never experienced it in person.

I think Id be nervous if there were too many people out there.

So I asked him a little bit, thinking that Eugene, who had been trained in magic since he was young, would know a little better.

I dont think Ill panic on the day if I prepare my mind in advance.

Why do you ask something so obvious? I told you then, theres a lot of outsiders coming, too.

How many people are coming?

The ballroom will be full.

When I heard Eugenes answer, I laughed and thought to myself.

I have to be firmly prepared to go.

If I dont, I might faint in front of people.

More than at the successor appointment?

Yeah.

The remark gave me a deep sigh.

There were a lot of people at the ceremony for the appointment of the successor, and I was also quite nervous at that time.

However, the burden was less than that of the performance, as simple flame magic could be used to show the mana.

But I couldnt help but be nervous that I had to accomplish difficult magic without making mistakes in front of more people than I did then.

Are you nervous?

At Eugenes words, I leaned against the chair and glanced at him and answered back.

Then arent you nervous?

Im nervous, though.

Thats how he came up to where I was sitting and picked up another chair.

But you also need practice getting through it.

Eugene, sitting on it with a chair beside me, looked at me stealthily and talked.

Well have a lot to do in front of people in the future.

Thats true.

If we show signs of uneasiness, the people will be anxious.

It sounded right.

Now that he is aiming for Trump, he will often use magic in front of people, but he would not be able to show his nervousness in front of people every time.

And you, we have no option at all to be nervous that day and make a mistake.

Eugene looked at me with his sharp blue eyes and talked.

Weve done perfectly so far, so that day will be perfect. Thats all I think. Dont think youll make a mistake.

Yes, all right.

It was a little touching that Eugene described the subject of the descriptive word perfectly done as we.

But I didnt bother to mention it. Because if I mention it, Im sure hell peck at me like an angry hummingbird.

By the way, Ive heard that 7 Imperial Families can also attend.

Yes, Im sure someone is coming. Not only us, but the second and third-grade representatives have successors of the 7 Imperial Family too.

I see. Well show our performance in front of them as well.

As I turned to my side saying so, Eugene had a pretty complicated look on his face.

Whats wrong with him?

His half-closed eyes seemed sharper than ever, not enough to bite his lips out of proportion.

But his eyes seemed more concerned than angry.

Eugene.

.

Even though I called his name, Eugene was only biting his lips, thinking hard about something.

Hey.

Eventually, when I poked my index finger in his shoulder, Eugene looked at me in surprise.

Hey, whats wrong with you? Out of nowhere.

Oh, no. Nothing.

Not a look of nothing at all, I squinted my eyes and asked him.

Whats the matter? Whats wrong with you all of a sudden.:

No, nothing.

It doesnt look like nothing.

At the words, Eugene scratched his head with a look of considerable annoyance.

No, I was just a little worried about performing in front of my father. Its no big deal.

Father?

Yeah.

Previously, Rachel had talked about Eugenes father.

A household owner of a prestigious family who has produced Trump for the third generation. A person who stirs up the fields and gives harsh education to make Eugene a fourth-generation Trump. And a stubborn, self-respecting father who wont admit it unless hes the first.

in a word, hes just a typical old man.

Thinking so, I shook my head around.

Come to think of it, Eugene had a great obsession with the first place until recently. Rather than wanting to do so, his father must have had a lot of influence.

If he was pushed out of the first place at least once, hed have to be ignored by his father.

If I do well in this performance, can I be recognized by my father?

Better than not being able to. If you do well in front of other outsiders, youll have a chance to impress the palace.

At the words, I stood up from the chair and beat my chest with my fist and spoke proudly.

Hey, leave it to me, lets make it perfect for you and me this time and get a compliment from your father.