Very fragrant, a little sweet and moderately bitter.
Black tea leaves with the scent of bergamot and grapefruit with both sweet and bitter taste. Thatâs what the cake tasted like when these two were combined. It was very fragrant, then a little sweet, but it was bitter enough.
Calian thought that in some ways, that mixture suited Randel well, and in other ways, it seemed that it did not suit him at all. Randel was such a complex person.
The room was quiet, with only books besides the furniture. It was a place where someone with deep-sea eyes lived, and it was a place that seemed either too well-suited or too out of place.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
A person who is as splendid on the outside as a rose garden and is perfect without the slightest discrepancy, but on the inside, like this room, there is nothing. Many things are intertwined, but on the other hand, I am an empty person.
The cake and this room look just like Landel.
Calian thought so.
Sunlight filtered through the dark red curtains and illuminated her golden hair.
âThis is my first time.â
Landel, who swallowed a little more bitter and more fragrant black tea with his mouth filled with the taste of fragrant, sweet, and bitter cake all at once, said this.
It was the first time I had asked Randel to take some time for me, the first time I had come to Randelâs room, and the first time the brothers had sat down and had tea with each other.
Moreover, Randel and Plantz had completely different ways of thinking and speaking. Therefore, Kaliando, who made it seem like he was talking to Plantz by almost reading his thoughts, could not easily guess what Randel was talking about for the first time.
âWhat do you mean?â
So Kalyan just asked:
Instead of those blue eyes, he was looking at tea water that looked brown or red.
âFor not being wary of me.â
With this answer, Randel made Calian lose track of what he wanted to say.
It was Randel who had never looked at Calian at the same level as himself. It was Randel who had not even seen Calian at all until a year ago. Randel says this. Kalyan said he was wary of himself.
Thatâs because of who.
Calian, who had been silent for a moment, looked at Randel. And then he answered with straight eyes that could not be found to be false.
âThere has never been a moment when I wasnât wary of Brother Randel. Even now.â
Old Kalyan and current Kalyan.
Wasnât Randel always an object of caution?
âokay.â
After hearing his youngest brotherâs honest answer, Randel did not change his expression or move his head. And I didnât look away anymore.
âI want to talk about it.â
Randel, who was facing Calian, gave him time to tell him the reason why he had asked to meet him like this. Calian, who was speechless, took another bite of Randelâs personality-like cake, which was clearly more complex than his own.
The taste reminds me of the time I first encountered coffee. If you want something to be fragrant, just be fragrant, and if you want it to be useful, just use it.
Calian asked his eldest brother, who seemed like he couldnât just avoid him or get close to him.
âIs it Kairis or Tensil?â
I didnât say it back. That was better for Randel. And he added, focusing his gaze on Randel coming towards him.
âThe seat you want to take. Which throne is it?â
Randel put down the teacup and did not respond for a while.
It would take that much time to bring out to the surface thoughts that were accustomed to being kept hidden and buried deep down. Because of this, Kalian did not recruit.
One might wonder why he was asking such a question, but Randel asked something else.
âI wonder what it looks like in your eyes. Which side do you think I want?â
âI donât know. Now, Iâm not sure if itâs right for you to want a seat.â
I donât know if itâs right to want the throne, but if you want it, is it Kyrisâs? If not, I couldnât tell if it was Tensilâs.
Randel slightly nodded after hearing Calianâs words.
That didnât answer the question. Therefore, Kalian waited until Randel revealed more information.
âI thought it didnât matter either way. I just thought that a slightly larger piece would be better.â
Calian turned his head for a moment and looked around Randelâs empty room.
Randel is a person who has no intention of having anything. In the end, there is only one reason why such a person wants the throne.
âI guess what youâre saying is that we need a place as a means, not a place as an end.â
like me.
Like you need a throne for what you want to do.
âokay.â
âA means to what?â
At the end of these words, Calian manifested Silence in a low voice. And then I opened my mouth to ask again what I couldnât get an answer to last time.
âAre you planning to draw Briesen and point the blade at your highness? Or is there another reason? I think I need to know this time. That is probably unrelated to the cause of the oath.â
This time, Randel asked with the intention of not going back until he heard the answer since he couldnât leave first.
Randelâs eyes sank deep.
And Calian did not try to deepen Randelâs abyss any further. He kept his mouth tightly shut, as if urging him to take it out and show it.
âWhy are you curious about that?â
Randel then asked the reason.
Why do you want to know so much about yourself and why do you want to know what you want? Itâs not enough that itâs already out of your hands, so why are you trying to shake it up in the opposite direction?
Calian answered without even trying to erase the sharp look in his eyes.
âI think I have to decide. Should I face Brother Randel? Should I show him my back? Should I face Brother Randel and point my sword at him, or should I put Brother Randel behind my back and block his way?â
Now I had to decide.
It was because I found something unexpected.
âPlease answer me, Brother Randel.â
* * *
Before meeting Randel that morning.
After Kalian slept for one night and half a day.
As the empty Auror returned to some extent, the fatigue also disappeared. His stamina and strength, which had fallen to what a boy of his age could have after exercising a little too much, were restored so that he could use the Sword Masterâs sword again.
In fact, it would be correct to say that it was strengthened again rather than recovered, but in any case, it returned to its usual state to some extent. I could clearly feel the stark difference in my physical condition before and after containing the aura, so I vowed never to consume the aura to its limit again.
After confirming that Calian had returned to his familiar body, he immediately went to see Alan. Alan said he would let me know once he confirmed what was discovered at Heisia Palace, but he couldnât just sit around and wait.
âMaster!â
Kalian, who was about to enter the Wilhelm Pavilion, ran into Alan, who was coming out at the same time. Alan, who normally would have welcomed Calian calling him, started off by saying something a little harsh.
âWhy did you come here already when you could have rested more?â
âI was curious.â
âAnyway, you just need to know that the princeâs stubbornness is stronger than my mouth.â
Calian looked at Alan with a smile on his face.
Now, Alan, who knew that that face was made on purpose to ease his feelings, but who could never win, let out a short sigh.
âLetâs go together. Weâre already heading that way.â
So the priests left the Wilhelm Pavilion side by side and headed toward Heisia Palace. As we went, Alan gave a short explanation.
âI have already told your Majesty. I would also like to check if you knew that there was an underground part of the palace.â
Itâs natural.
Since this happened not anywhere else but at the queenâs residence, of course Lemain had to know. So Calian nodded and asked.
âWhat did your highness say?â
âIt is said that he did not know that Heysia Palace had an underground area. He said that he would make a decision about the items that came out after seeing the confirmed results.â
âThen it means that an item came out of a space that even Your Majesty was not aware of.â
âThatâs right. And when I met Lord Siren a few days ago, I heard an interesting story.â
When I looked around, I suddenly saw a thin film surrounding me.
Calian looked a bit nervous after checking this. Euria, the head of the Wizardsâ Association, and Alan met, and it would be important enough to cause Silent to appear and talk about it.
âIt seems that the stone the prince has may be an artificial sacred object.â
As soon as he heard those words, Calianâs eyes fell into silence.
âWhen you say an artificial new product, do you mean that it is a created new product?â
âThere is no confirmation as to whether that is possible or whether it is the stone, but Siren Siren found similar information. I stopped him from trying to find out more.â
Calian lowered his eyes for a moment without slowing down his walking speed. Kalian did not open his mouth until he had completely escaped the area of Wilhelm Pavilion and reached Heisia Palace. And Alan did not interrupt Kalianâs thoughts.
â⦠A human being creates a new object. Isnât that already beyond the scope of a new object? It is a new object that is meant to be an object blessed by God, but the fact that it was created by a human is already contradictory.â
Alan, who only nodded at Calianâs words, which was unclear whether it was a question or not, relayed what Euria had found out to Calian. Actually, there wasnât much to convey. Itâs all just speculation and nothing has been exactly confirmed.
Calian, who listened to everything Alan said with quiet eyes, opened his mouth after a moment of silence.
âDid you find out anything else?â
âThere was nothing about the stone. Please check the newly discovered information once you arrive. I think we will have to look into it a little more to see if the two are related or not.â
There was deep concern in Alanâs voice as he said that. Calian, wondering what on earth had been discovered, increased his walking speed.
The entrance to Heysia Palace was blocked by six wizards. The wizard Needlen approached Calian, who passed by the serious-faced wizards he had met for the first time since the founding ceremony, and showed an example.
Calian, who recognized that he was the second strongest magician after Arsene, who had written a reflection titled âWhy did we destroy the store?â after the accident at the bar, lightly moved his head and received a courtesy.
âPlease come this way, prince.â
Needlen, who said so, guided Calian to a place where wizards were surrounding him.
There were stairs going down somewhere. It was a stairway leading somewhere underground, which was revealed by the disappearance of Heisia Palace. A faint light was coming from inside.
âIâll go ahead, so you can follow me.â
Alan, who said this, placed a red-colored shield around Calian. They are trying to protect Kalian from any danger.
Instead of saying it was overprotective, Calian calmly followed Alan.
Alan went down the rather dark stairs, lit only by a faint light, with a familiarity, as if he had already gone down the stairs several times. Calian also had enough vision to clearly distinguish objects in the dark, so he followed Alan down without much difficulty.
â Ta-bak-ta-bak.
Because the stairs were round, it was difficult to tell how far down we had come. Neither Alan nor Calian said anything else and just went down and down.
When I came down to a depth that was probably about three or four stories, a stone gate came into view. Kalian, who saw that, smiled and opened his mouth.
ââ¦â¦ Are you Sispanian?â
There was a picture of a black dragon on the stone gate.
If you add a pentagram and a few other patterns on it, it would soon become the emblem of Kairis, but on the wall it just had a black body, a long winged tail, and red eyes. There was only a drawing depicting a dragon.
âThatâs right. It is thought that the entrance to this place itself was blocked by Heisia Palace. There may have been a secret passage, but itâs difficult to confirm right now.â
Calian laughed lightly at Alanâs answer, which echoed slightly through the stone wall.
Since the pretty disciple blew up the palace, there must be a way to confirm where the passage led. Because the question was a thorny one.
Calian looked at the stone gate once again.
âIt must have been well over 500 years, but the stone steps, stone walls, and even the Sispanian patterns are not damaged.â â
The power of the Sispanians is there .â Thatâs because itâs a place weâve reached. âBut itâs not a treasure trove, so donât expect to make a fortune.â
Alan said as he placed his hand on the stone door. He seemed to have sensed Calianâs nervousness.
Itâs a treasure trove.
If she had accumulated such things, those treasures would be in this palace. Itâs not underground, but somewhere on the rocky mountain behind Siegfriedâs mansion.
Thereâs no safer place on this continent than the place protected by Siegfriedâs shield.
âIâm disappointed.â
Still, Calian countered Alanâs joke with these empty words. Tension. It was to let them know that they were not doing it. Alan nodded once and opened the door.
â Grunâ¦
The heavy-looking stone door made a very small sound and disappeared into the stone wall. It did not even have a lock. It just opened as if it were a door.
The door didnât even have any special locking mechanism.
What Alan said about it not being a treasure trove was true.
Along with that, a bright light leaked out. As I
closed my eyes for a moment and got used to the brighter surroundings, I saw a spacious dome-shaped space. Lost.
There were precise carvings on the stone wall. It seemed like something had been drawn on it, but Calian didnât pay attention to it. Or, it would be correct to say he couldnât pay attention. It was because of the
object that illuminated this place in the middle of the round space.
â âI thought the prince might recognize what I brought personally.â
Calian walked forward step by step, listening to Alanâs voice saying this with one ear. A
large circular ring.
A lot of unknown characters were engraved on it. One golden ring.
A muffled voice barely escaped Calianâs mouth.
âI recognize itâ¦â
There was no way I couldnât recognize it.
âIs there any way I couldnât recognize it?â
There were several layers of golden rings overlapping. . I still remember it. I canât forget it. So there was no way I couldnât recognize it.
There was a large hourglass inside the golden rings that overlapped and rotated differently. I spent a year chasing it, so how could I forget it. It was something that should have disappeared
. Calianâs fingertips grew cold as he looked at the remnants in front of his eyes.
ââ¦The axis of time.â
It was a fragmented part of the axis of time.