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Infinite Mage Chapter 118: An Unexpected Guest (3)

Chapter 118: An Unexpected Guest (3)

Since​​‌ becoming a disciple​ of the melody​‍ pianist Merhen, her‍ skills had improved‌ by leaps and‌ bounds.

Her​ sensitivity had sharpened‌ to the extent⁠‍ of detecting even​⁠ the slightest changes⁠⁠‌ in air pressure‍ through Schema, and‍⁠‌ her fingers were‌⁠ leaping over the‍‌ piano keys at‍ a speed invisible‍‌ to the eye.​

Reina’s⁠ performance, even acclaimed‍‌‍ by the royals,⁠‌ was magnificent.

But‍⁠‌ it was nothing‍‍ but murderous noise‍ to Rian, who‍​​ had often lost​‌ sleep to those‌ sounds since childhood.‌‌​

“Damn‍⁠​ it, the witch​‍⁠ has gotten stronger.​‍ But that wont‌ kill a human.”​‌

Reina⁠​ seemed oblivious to⁠‌‍ everything but the‍ sound of her​⁠ performance.

The​​ pout of her‌​‍ lower lip was‍‌ a clear sign‌‌ of her intense​​ concentration.

Her‌‍​ hair was disheveled,‍ possibly from staying⁠ up all night,⁠‍⁠ and her eyes‍‍​ were bleary.

Wearing‍ only panties, her‌⁠ thighs were fully​‍ exposed.

In‌‍‍ fact, she had⁠ been playing the‌⁠​ piano for 17‍​‌ hours straight.

She‍⁠ was struggling with​⁠ a famously difficult⁠ requiem from the‍‌ continent, having hit​‌ a recent snag.‍

For⁠​ an artist, a barrier is both​‌‍ a curse and‍‍ a blessing, as​ it often appears​‌⁠ right before a significant improvement in‍⁠ skill.

In‌‍​ such cases, Reina​‍ often stayed up‌‌ all night for‍ days, overcoming these‌ barriers.

Rian⁠⁠‍ glimpsed a new‌‌ hope.

If‌‍ he could sneak⁠ into the room​⁠ undetected and gather‍⁠ his things, he‌‌ could escape through​‍⁠ the window or⁠ break down the​⁠ wall if necessary.‍⁠

“Okay,‌‍ stay calm. I’m‍⁠⁠ going back home.”​

Rian‌‍ slowly moved along​‍ the blind spot⁠ of the grand‍‌ piano.

The‌ plan would be‌‌ a resounding success‍‍ if he could⁠‍ just make it​​ to the stairs.‍⁠‍

Of‍⁠⁠ course, Reina was​‍‍ perched right on‌⁠ top of his​ head.

The‍​‌ moment Rian’s eyes‍⁠‍ lit up with‌ hope, Reina abruptly​ stopped playing, as‌‍ always.

“Ah,⁠‌ damn it.”

Without‌‍ even shifting her‍⁠‌ gaze, Reina spoke.‍⁠‌

“You,⁠​‌ what have you‌​ been doing since‌ a while ago?⁠ Do they teach⁠⁠ you how to‍⁠ be a clown‌‌​ at the swordsmanship⁠ academy these days?”‍⁠

“Tch,‌‍⁠ if you saw,​⁠ you should at​‍⁠ least pretend you‍​​ knew. And what’s‍ with that look?⁠​⁠ A grown maiden⁠⁠ playing the piano‍⁠​ in her panties?​ Don’t insult art.”‌⁠

“Youre⁠ provoking me again,‍‍ huh? You really‍‍ haven’t had enough‌‌⁠ yet.”

Despite‌⁠ her threatening words,‍​ Reina started by‌ picking up her‌‌ skirt.

Only​​​ her family knew‌ that the more⁠ stressed she got‌⁠‍ during practice, the‍‍‌ more clothes she⁠ took off.

“Kekeke,‌ even in front‌ of your brother,​ you feel embarrassed,​‍ huh? Ouch!”

The​‍ moment Rian burst‌ into laughter, Reina’s‍​⁠ foot struck his​‌‍ face.

Despite‍‌ his diligent training,‍‌‌ Rian was still‍⁠⁠ unable to react​ in time.

“Damn.⁠‍‍ What the hell‍‌‌ are you doing?‌⁠ Ptooey!”

As​‌ Rian spat out,‍​ Reina extended her​ hand.

“Give⁠‌ it here, your​‌ report card.”

Rian’s​‍⁠ face stiffened.

What⁠‌‍ he feared had‌⁠​ finally come.

“Why‍‍ the heck are‌​‍ you so obsessed⁠‍ with my report​‍‌ card? I’m grown‌​‌ up now. Ouch!”‌‍⁠

Reina⁠ yanked his ear‌‌‌ as she shouted.‍‍

“Youre⁠‌ not giving it?‌⁠ Want to die⁠ today?”

“Alright,⁠‌‍ alright! Here, here!”‌⁠

Rian⁠‌‍ pulled the report⁠⁠ card from his⁠‌‍ pocket and threw​⁠ it on the‍‌‌ floor.

Then⁠⁠​ he ran off‌ to his room‍​ without looking back.‌‍

“Ugh!‌ That kid really‌​ hasn’t had enough.⁠‌ When will he‌ ever grow up.”​

Reina‍ picked up the‌⁠​ report card and‌ unfolded it.

Scores​​​ for training subjects​⁠ were listed in⁠ order, with the‌​ total number of‍‌ students and his​‌ overall ranking at‍ the end.

Reina’s‍​ hands trembled as⁠‌​ she saw the⁠ ranking.

Last​ place!

Not‍ just second to⁠ last, but actually‍⁠​ dead last.

‘Impossible.​ He tries hard​ even if he’s⁠⁠​ pathetic.’

Reina‌⁠​ turned the report⁠​ card over to⁠‌‍ check the comments​‍ from the dedicated⁠⁠‍ teacher.

Her⁠‌ eyes widened in⁠ shock as she​ read.

“We⁠‌​ regret to inform‌ you that your⁠​ child has finished‍​‍ the semester with‍ the lowest grades.​

Currently,‌ Rian believes he‌​‍ has opened his‍ Schema, but the​⁠​ teachers have concluded‍‌‌ it’s merely a placebo effect from‍⁠⁠ increased physical strength.‍

This​⁠ phenomenon, known as‌ ‘Imaginary Schema’, is⁠⁠⁠ extremely rare but⁠‍ can occur. Your​​​ warm attention as⁠⁠ a family is​​ needed at this‍ time.”

“Oh,‌ really! I can’t⁠‍⁠ live like this!”‍

Reina⁠ crumpled the report‍‌‍ card and stormed‌ up the stairs‌​‌ in a huff.⁠‌

Bursting​ into the room,​ she saw Rian,‌ hunched like a bear, gathering his​‌ things.

“Hey!‌ You’re at the‌⁠‌ bottom!”

“Ah,‍⁠‌ I don’t know.‍⁠​ That’s how it‍ turned out.”

“And​ what’s this about​‌‌ an ‘Imaginary Schema’?⁠ What does that⁠‌‍ even mean? Like⁠‍ some… imaginary pregnancy⁠⁠ or something?”

“Seems⁠​ like it.”

Rian​​⁠ responded as if‍‍⁠ it was someone‌⁠⁠ else’s problem, continuing⁠ his task.

He​‍ had become detached‌⁠‌ from all worries⁠​‍ the moment he​‌​ revealed his report​ card.

Reina,⁠​ boiling with anger,‍ glared at Rian.​

Unable‌ to hold back,​​‍ she started hitting⁠ him mercilessly on​⁠‌ the back.

“Ugh,⁠​ you, burn! Die,​ die!”

“Ow!‌‌‍ It hurts!”

“Is⁠ it that hard?‌⁠​ Just open the‌​ Schema!”

“I⁠‌ don’t know! What​ can I do‌‌ if it doesn’t​‍ work? I did‌ my best. Anyway,‍⁠ I’m going, move.⁠⁠ I might miss​⁠‍ the carriage.”

“Going⁠⁠ where? Stick to⁠ the house! I’m‍‍⁠ going down with⁠‍⁠ grandfather as soon‌ as this is⁠‍⁠ over, so you’re‍‌‌ coming with us‌⁠‍ then!”

“No!​⁠ I have a promise!”

“A​ promise? What promise‌⁠ could you possibly‌ have? Do you⁠‌ still want to⁠⁠ play after seeing​‌​ these grades?”

Rian⁠ nearly blurted out⁠‌⁠ about Shirone in‌‍​ his frustration.

But‍ he held back‍‌‌ at the last‍ moment. It was​ something he couldn’t⁠ ever tell Reina.​

It‌​​ was about a double date.

If‌ Reina heard that​ Shirone was going​​ with a girl,‍⁠‌ she would definitely‍ find a way‌ to stop him.‍‍⁠

‘This​ ugly witch is⁠‍‍ just full of‌‍ jealousy.’

Initially,⁠ he had hoped‌​‍ that Shirone and⁠​ his sister would‍ get along, but⁠ now he felt​ the opposite.

A calm and collected‍‍​ woman was far‌ more suited for​ Shirone than this‌⁠​ witch.

“What’s⁠⁠ the promise? Speak⁠ up quickly.”

“It’s‍ with a girl.​‍⁠ We agreed to​ hang out.”

“A‌⁠ girl? What girl‍⁠ could you be⁠ meeting while attending⁠‍ a swordsmanship academy?”⁠⁠

“There‌‍​ are girls there​⁠ too. Elzain Tess,‍ you know the​​ Elzain family, right?​​ She’s their daughter.”⁠‍

Reina⁠ was familiar with⁠ the Elzain family,​⁠​ who had long‍ been prominent in​⁠‍ diplomatic circles.

However,‍ it was hard⁠​‍ to imagine a girl from such‌​ an elite family⁠⁠‌ going on a trip with her‌‍ brother, who was⁠‍​ the lowest-ranking student⁠ at school.

“Where‌​ are you making⁠⁠‍ up these stories?‌⁠​ Tell me the‍‍⁠ truth! You have‍ some other ulterior​‌‌ motive, don’t you?”‌

“Leave‍‌ me alone! I’m⁠ leaving now!”

Ignoring‍⁠ Reina’s nagging, Rian‌⁠‌ seized the opportunity‌⁠ and quickly got⁠⁠ up to run‍⁠⁠ away.

“Hey!​‌ Aren’t you going⁠​‌ to stop?”

By⁠‌⁠ the time Reina​‍‍ stepped outside the‌⁠​ door, Rian was‍​⁠ already racing down‌ the second-floor stairs‌ toward the entrance.⁠‍⁠

Although​ she could catch⁠ up to him‌​ by activating her‍⁠​ Schema, Reina, looking‍‍ annoyed, chose not‍ to pursue Rian.‍​‌

She⁠‌​ had been babysitting‌​ Rian since they⁠‍⁠ were children and‍⁠ was confident she‍​‍ could handle him​‍⁠ from even 100,000​⁠‌ ri* away.

*A​ ri is a unit of measure,‍⁠ it’s about how​ far a person‌‌ can walk in‌​ an hour at⁠‍‍ a reasonable pace.⁠ It clocks out‌ at roughly 3.93⁠‌‍ kilometers.

“Hehe.⁠⁠​ Go ahead, hurry⁠​ to the carriage.⁠ Lets see who​‍ gets there faster.”‌​‌

Reina‌‌‍ waved the report‌​ card behind the​ fleeing Rian.

After⁠ saying goodbye to⁠ his friends, Shirone‍⁠‌ walked towards the‍ carriage sent by‌ the Ogent family.​ Deputy Butler Temuran‌‍ from the main​⁠‍ house was there​​ to meet him.‍⁠ Temuran, who had‍‌‌ been strict with‍‌ Shirone while organizing‍​​ the Grand Library,⁠ still had the​ same stern impression‌ even after half​ a year. However,⁠ his attitude was‍⁠ quite different now.‍​‍ He greeted Shirone⁠‍​ with a polite‌​ bow and a kind smile.

“It’s⁠‌ been a long‌ time, Young Master.⁠ You’ve done excellently.”​‌‌

“Its​ been a while,‌‍ Deputy Butler.”

Initially,‍⁠ Shirone found it​ awkward to be‍⁠ addressed as “Young‌ Master,” but it⁠ no longer bothered‍ him after half‌​ a year. It​‍‍ still felt a bit embarrassing, though.​‌​

The​‍​ two chatted on​ the way to​‌‍ Shirone’s home, especially‍ about how the‌‌​ people of the‍‌​ Ogent family were‌⁠ doing.

“Wow,⁠⁠ Rai has already⁠‍ passed the official‍​​ examination?”

Rai‍ Ogent, Rian’s elder⁠⁠‌ brother, had passed⁠⁠ the official examination.‌⁠‌ As a 10th-grade‍​ swordsman, he couldn’t⁠‌‌ afford much leisure​​ and was having‌ hectic days at‌‌ the forefront.

“Yes.​‌‌ Moreover, Lady Reina‍ has been promoted​​ to the leader‌ of the 7th​⁠ Music Band at‌‌ the royal palace.‍‍ The head of⁠‍‍ the family is​‌‌ still busy with‍‍ public duties, and‍⁠ the elder will‌‍‌ soon retire and​⁠‌ return to his⁠ hometown.”

“Ah,‍ I heard there’s​‌ an eldest brother​‍​ in the Ogent⁠⁠​ family. What does⁠⁠⁠ he do?”

“Um,⁠‍​ I am not‌‌ at liberty to‌⁠ speak on that‍ matter. Just know⁠​​ he’s a 6th-grade⁠‌‌ official swordsman. It‌ would be best‍ not to bring‍ up the eldest‌⁠ son in the​⁠​ main house.”

“Ah,‌‌ I see.”

Considering⁠ the Ogent family’s‌⁠ nature, they didn’t‌⁠ seem like a family that would‌​ have conflicts. Still,​ if it was​ a topic to‍​⁠ be avoided, it​⁠ might be a political matter.

“Is‌ Rian doing well?​​‌ Ill see him‌​⁠ soon anyway.”

Temuran’s‍‍‌ response was the‍⁠‌ shortest so far.‌‍

“He⁠ hasnt contacted us‍⁠ for half a year.”

“Hahaha!‌ That’s so like​⁠​ Rian.”

During⁠⁠‍ their pleasant conversation,‌⁠‍ the carriage entered⁠ the woods.

Shirone⁠ opened the window⁠ to enjoy the‍ scenery of his‍‌ hometown. The colorful​‍‍ forest seemed to‍⁠​ welcome his return.⁠⁠​

The​ carriage entered the‌‍⁠ yard of Shirone’s⁠‌ house, the very​​ place where Temuran⁠‍⁠ had come to‌​ fetch him before.⁠‌

“Thank‌ you for the‍‍ ride. I’ll visit‍​‌ again soon.”

“It​​ was merely my⁠​ duty. Have a good time.”

Shirone‌ turned with excitement‍ in his heart.‍​‍ The sight of⁠‌ the humble but⁠⁠ familiar log house⁠‍ brought fresh emotions.​

‘Thank​‌‌ you. Ill be‌⁠ filial during the​ vacation.’

As‍⁠​ he approached the⁠​‍ house, thoughts of​​ his parents filled​‌ his mind more‍⁠ and more. His‍‌​ mother, who had⁠ endured so much,‌ and his father,​ who hadn’t hesitated‌‌⁠ to kneel to‍‌ send him to​‌ the magic academy.‍

Shirone‍‍ opened the door,⁠ shouting with emotion.‌‌

“Mom!​ Dad!”

“Hahaha!‍‌‍ Right, right! Beer‌‌‌ goes best with⁠⁠ pork!”

“Does‍‌‍ Father think so,⁠ too? I find‌ beer doesn’t go‌ well with lamb.”⁠⁠⁠

“Exactly.⁠ Lamb has a gamey taste that​‍ ruins the flavor‍ of the drink.⁠‌⁠ Come on, let’s⁠​​ have another drink!”‍

Shirone‌‌‍ stood dumbfounded, looking⁠‌ at the living‍​​ room.

He​​‍ was surprised by⁠​ the festive atmosphere,​‍⁠ but what really​ shocked him was‌‍ the burly boy​ sharing drinks with⁠‍ Vincent. Rian had‌​‌ grown taller and‍‍‍ cut his hair⁠ short, but his⁠ robust appearance was‌‌​ unmistakably Rian.

“Shirone!‍‌‍ Youre here!”

Rian⁠‌‌ jumped up. But‌‌‌ Vincent was the⁠ fastest to rush⁠ over.

As​‍⁠ Vincent embraced him,⁠‌⁠ the smell of⁠ alcohol was overwhelming.​​⁠ He must have‌ drunk quite a lot.

“My‌‍ son! Are you‍​ hurt anywhere?”

“Uh,⁠​‌ you stink with​ alcohol. Whats going‌ on? Why is‍ Rian here?”

“Hes‍‍‍ been staying for⁠⁠ two days to​​ see you. He​ helped with chopping‍‍⁠ wood and went‍​ hunting with me.‌‌‍ Wasnt it fun,⁠ Rian?”

“Hahaha!⁠​ Of course, Father!⁠‍‍ A true man‍ should know how‍‌​ to hunt!”

Shirone⁠‍‌ was dumbfounded. The‍‍‍ father he knew‌‌⁠ wouldn’t casually interact‌​ with a noble’s‍ child.

What‌‍ kind of camaraderie‍‌ had developed over⁠​​ two days that​ led to an⁠⁠ early drinking session‍​⁠ between the two?‌

Shirone,‌​‌ escaping from Vincents‍​ booze-scented embrace, shouted‍⁠ at Rian.

“You‌‌⁠ were out of‍ touch, right? Did⁠​ you stop by​ your house before​​⁠ coming here?”

“No,‌‌​ why go to‌‍ the main house?‍ This is where‍‍ my lord lives.‍⁠ Isnt that right,‌ Father?”

“Stop‌ joking! What trouble‍​‍ have you caused​⁠⁠ now?”

“What‌‍‌ trouble could I have caused?”

Rian​‍ pretended ignorance, but‌ his face said‌ it all. It‌⁠​ wasnt that he​ didnt go home;⁠ he couldnt.

Shirone​ sighed and entered​⁠ the living room.⁠

‘Ah,‍​ this is not‍ what I expected…’‌‍

His‍ anticipated family reunion⁠‍⁠ had turned into​‌ a drinking session.​ However, seeing his​ father’s thinner appearance,‍ he felt relieved‍ that he could‌ at least prevent‍ him from crying.​⁠

“Ah,⁠ Shirone, you’re here.‍​⁠ Come here, my⁠​ baby.”

Olina‍​ embraced Shirone with​ her warm arms.⁠‌⁠

Indeed,​ the only thing‌‍ reliable in the​ world seemed to‍‍‌ be his mother.⁠​ Finally, Shirone could⁠ share the greeting​⁠​ he had longed‍ for.

“Mom,‍⁠‍ you must have​ had a hard⁠ time while I was away. I’m​​ sorry.”

“What⁠ hard time? The​⁠‍ Ogent family helped⁠‌‍ a lot.”

Olina‍ patted Shirone’s back​⁠⁠ while casting a sidelong glance at‍​ Vincent, displeased with⁠⁠⁠ him being drunk⁠‌ when his son‍​‌ had returned after‍‌ six months.

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