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Infinite Mage Chapter 130: The Galiant Island (6)

Chapter 130: The Galiant Island (6)

Shirone‍‍ felt a heavy‌ ache in his​​ heart. How much​ abuse must a child endure to‍ utter such words?​

“From‍ that day on,‌ those words became‌‍ a sort of‌ spell. Every time‍ my adoptive father‍‌ beat me, I would say, ‘You⁠​ can kill me‍‍‌ if you want.’‌ Then he would‍​‍ stop hitting me​ with an angry​⁠‌ look and leave.⁠ Hehe, I just​⁠‍ lived like that.‌⁠‍ When I was​ twelve, thirteen, and‌ until I left‍ home at seventeen.”⁠‌​

“That’s⁠‌​ about my age​ now.”

“Yes,⁠ it’s the age‌ to open one’s⁠‌​ eyes to the‌⁠‍ world. Then, one​ day, I finally⁠‌‍ realized the meaning​⁠⁠ of what my​​ adoptive father had​ done to me‍ all along. Or​​⁠ maybe I already⁠ knew, which is​⁠ why I never⁠‌ asked for anything.”​⁠

Shirone‍‍ could guess by​​ now. Marsha’s adoptive‌ father had harbored‍​ an unthinkable and‌ terrible thought.

“Foolishly.⁠ If he wanted⁠ to, he should‌‌‌ have just done‌ it openly. Then‍‍ he wouldn’t have‌ been entangled in​ such filth for‌‍ 17 years. In‍⁠ the end, he‌‌ was just a pathetic coward who‌ couldn’t do anything.⁠⁠‌ Since then, I started carrying a knife hidden on‌ me. One day,⁠⁠‍ I saw the‍‌ eyes of my‍ adoptive father as​‌ he was beating⁠ me. Ah, it‍ was so pitiful‌‌ I couldn’t bear‍ to watch. So,‍‌ I just told‍ him.”

Marsha⁠‌ spoke calmly, her‌⁠⁠ emotions restrained.

“You‍ can hug me.”​‍

“Did​⁠ your adoptive father‌ do that?”

“Hehe,⁠​‌ strangely enough, there’s​ no twist in⁠ such stories. He‍ pounced on me‌ as if he‌ had been waiting,‍ and I stabbed‌​⁠ him in the‍ throat with the​‌ knife. Honestly, I didn’t feel anything.‌ Then I left‍⁠ home and wandered​‌ around the world‍‍ until I ended​‌ up here.”

Shirone’s‌⁠​ heart was heavy.‍​‌ Hearing the story⁠⁠ firsthand from the‌ person involved brought⁠ an indescribable sense‍ of outrage, unlike⁠‍ anything he had‍ only read about​‍‌ in books or‌‌⁠ heard through rumors.‍‍‌

“Um,‍​⁠ I don’t know‌‌ what to say…”‌

“It’s‍ okay! I’m getting‍ by now. My‌ adoptive father is‌ dead, but the‍ kleptomania doesn’t go‌‌ away easily. I’ve⁠ had my share⁠⁠‍ of trouble because⁠ of it. Sigh.”⁠​

As‍​‌ Marsha laughed cheerfully,‌‌ Shirone felt better‍ too. He admired⁠​ her for being⁠‍ considerate of others‍ despite what she⁠‍⁠ had been through.⁠‌

“If‍​‍ it’s an unforgettable⁠​⁠ pain, embracing it​ might be one‌‍‌ way to deal⁠ with it. You’re​ doing your best​ to overcome the‌​⁠ pain, and the⁠⁠⁠ kleptomania will disappear⁠ soon.”

“Thanks‌‌ for understanding. If‌ you had any‍ plans to do‌⁠⁠ something to me‍‌⁠ tonight, you would⁠ have been completely​​ fooled.”

“No!‌‌⁠ I really…”

“I⁠‌ know. No need‍⁠ to blush. Having‍⁠​ a brother like⁠​‌ you wouldn’t be‌ boring.”

“Me‌ too. In fact,‍ I even thought⁠‌ Marsha really felt⁠‍ like my real​‍ sister.”

“Hehe!‌⁠⁠ Thanks.”

Shirone‍‍‍ was sincere. Having⁠​ seen the relationship‍⁠‍ between Rian and​ Reina, he had​‌ thought it would‍ be nice to​​‌ have siblings.

Would‌‌ it feel like‍‌ this to have‍‍ a sister? Her​‌​ every word and‌​ action comforted Shirone’s‌ heart.

In‍​⁠ the meantime, the‌‍ bartender, who had‌ gone into a room, came out.⁠

Though‌‍ Shirone didn’t know​‌⁠ the details, it⁠‌‍ seemed that all​⁠ sorts of information‍⁠ were collected from‌⁠‌ the room the‌‌ bartender emerged from.​⁠

“The‍ Gamos alert has⁠⁠⁠ been lifted. Seems‌ he found a woman to his‍⁠⁠ liking and returned​ to his mansion⁠ to throw a party.”

“Phew,​‌ it’s good it‍‌‍ wasn’t too late.”​‌​

Marsha⁠ glanced at Shirone‌‍‌ with a sly​‍ look.

“Hmph,⁠‌ seems you really‌ hated being with⁠‌ me? Just a moment ago, you‌ were using your⁠⁠‌ baby voice, begging,‍ ‘Marsha sis, please⁠‍ become my real​ sister.’”

“I‍​ didn’t say it‌ like that.”

Shirone​‌ felt the same‍ regret. It was‌⁠⁠ the first time‌​ he had lost⁠‍ track of time‍⁠​ talking to a woman, given he‌ wasn’t used to​‌ them.

But​ for the sake​‌ of the household​ staff waiting at​​​ the villa, holding⁠⁠ their stomachs, he​‍ had to leave.‍‌

“Do‍‌‌ you think we​ can meet again?”⁠

“Of⁠ course. What, afraid​ I’ll run away‌‌⁠ in the middle⁠‍‍ of the sea?‌ If you’re bored,‌ come visit. I plan to stay⁠ here for a while.”

“Haha!‌⁠​ Then, I’ll take‌⁠ my leave.”

As​ Shirone hurried out‍‌ of the bar,‌‍⁠ Marsha ordered a strong drink with‍‌‍ a relaxed expression.​

As⁠‍​ expected, two men​ who had been⁠‌ eyeing her approached⁠⁠ as if they​​ had been waiting.‌‍

“You’re‌ quite a catch.‌ Because of you,⁠‍⁠ I ended up‍ paying more for​⁠⁠ drinks than usual.”‌‌​

“Booking‌​ a room? This‌ place isn’t safe⁠ for a woman​ alone. How about​​ I join you?”‍‍

Marsha‍ didn’t even turn‍ her head.

“Beat​⁠‍ it. Before I kill you.”

“What?‌​‌ You done talking?⁠​ Want to get​⁠‌ a proper beating⁠‍​ tonight?”

One⁠ of the men​ grabbed a bottle⁠‍ from the table⁠‌ and raised it‍ upside down. As‍‌⁠ the tension became⁠⁠‌ palpable, people around​ the bar turned⁠‍‍ their heads.

With​ all eyes on‍⁠ her, Marsha sighed‍‌‌ inaudibly and then​‌‌ suddenly changed her​⁠⁠ tone, laughing coquettishly.‍⁠‍

“Hahaha!​ Fine, let’s go‍​ to a room.‌ But are just‍‌ two of you‌​ enough? If you‌‌ have friends, why‌‌‍ don’t you bring​​ them along?”

“What,‌⁠ what?”

“Bring⁠‌‌ them. 10? No,‌ even 20 is⁠ fine. I’ll entertain​​⁠ you all night⁠ long. I hate‌‍⁠ it when things‍⁠ get cut off⁠‌ halfway.”

The‍ men were displeased‌⁠ without even understanding⁠ why. But Marsha‍⁠‍ knew. When sexual​‍‌ competition intensifies, males​ reveal their inherent‍‌⁠ weakness.

“What,⁠​​ damn. Is she⁠​​ crazy? Let’s go.”​​

“Ah,​ such bad luck.”‌⁠⁠

As​ the men walked‍⁠ away, Marsha watched​ them with a look of disdain⁠‌ and then turned‌ away.

The⁠⁠‍ drink she had⁠​⁠ ordered was already‍ served. Downing it‌‍ in one gulp,​ the fire blazed‌‍‌ through her throat,​‌ warming her senses.‌​​

“Phew,‍‌ this is how‍⁠‍ booze should be.​‌‍ Bartender, one more.”​⁠⁠

Instead​‍ of serving a new glass, the‍ bartender came over‍​⁠ and poured more‌⁠⁠ into Marsha’s glass.‌‍‌

“Are​⁠ you Marsha?”

“Hehe,‍‌ is there another‌ Marsha?”

“I‌‍ heard you’re wanted‌ by the Magic​⁠​ Association and have‌‌‌ been evading capture‌⁠‌ until now. Decided‌ to come in‍‌ for good?”

“No.‌‍ I’ll leave soon.‌⁠‍ Just came to‍ settle some things.”‍​

“Preferably,‌‍⁠ keep it quiet.‌⁠‍ If someone of⁠ your caliber causes‌​ a commotion, it’ll⁠ disturb the island.​ We don’t want‌⁠ the agreement to‌⁠‌ break. If you‌‍ promise to cooperate,‌ we’ll let you‌‍​ stay here for‌‌ a while.”

“Forget⁠‌ it. I never​​ planned to stay⁠‌⁠ here in the⁠‍‌ first place.”

The‍⁠ bartender wiped a beer glass until⁠⁠ it squeaked. After‍​‌ a long silence,‌⁠​ he casually spoke.⁠‌

“The‍‍⁠ boy will be‌ disappointed.”

“Hehe.‍‌ It’s okay. At​ that age, it’s⁠‍ normal to experience‍ heartbreak.”

I thought you both​⁠‍ were getting along?”‌⁠‍

“It‌​ was fun. Ah,‍ to be honest,‍​ it was a bit dangerous.”

Marsha‍‌ hugged her shoulders​⁠‌ and looked up⁠‌ at the ceiling.‌

“How‍⁠​ can there be​⁠⁠ such disgusting people?”​​‍

***⁠

The‍ villa was as‍⁠ quiet as if‍ no one was​​​ there.

Amy‌​‌ sat on the‌ sofa next to⁠‌​ the fireplace, and⁠‌‌ Rian and Tess​‍ couldn’t even bring⁠ themselves to start​​ a conversation, wary‌‍‌ of her mood.‍‌

Shirone​ was nowhere to‌‍ be seen. It⁠‍ had already been‌‌ 2 hours since⁠ he went out‍‌‍ to shop; unless⁠​ he was fetching​​‌ fish from the​​ sea, it was‌‌⁠ well past the‌‍⁠ time he should⁠​‌ have returned.

“Sh-Shirone​‍ is late, isn’t​ he?”

Trying‍⁠‌ to thaw the‌‍ frozen atmosphere, Tess‍​ spoke up and‍ was startled by​⁠ her own voice,‌ which seemed louder​⁠‍ than usual.

Yet,‌‍ Amy remained motionless,​‍ staring into the‌ darkness.

‘Ugh,​⁠ it’s like walking‍⁠ on thin ice⁠​‍ here.’

Tess‍ shivered, feeling the​ cold as if‍‌‍ Amy’s bad mood‍ was palpable.

Of‌ course, as a woman, she could‌‌ fully understand. Regardless⁠‌ of the trip⁠‌ being for couples,⁠‌‍ this was supposed⁠ to be an‍ exciting first holiday‍ for the two,‍ wasn’t it?

‘Shirone,​ you were too‍ inconsiderate. I’m disappointed‌ in you too.⁠‌⁠ Tch!’

Birds‍ of a feather⁠⁠‌ flock together, and​⁠ Tess sided with​‌​ Amy.

She​​⁠ knew how much‌ Amy had conceded⁠⁠⁠ to Shirone, even​ when there was⁠​ a conflict of⁠⁠ opinion at the⁠⁠​ harbor. Despite that,‌‌ she readily offered‌⁠ to cook. Men‍ might think that‍‌‌ its a small‌⁠‌ thing, but from⁠‍‍ a woman’s perspective,‌ it was the⁠‌ most sincere act‍⁠⁠ of wanting to‌‍ reconcile quickly.

Yet,‍​ Shirone was over‌⁠ an hour late​‌‍ compared to Rian.⁠⁠ Getting lost might‍​ be a reason‌⁠​ to worry, but‍‍⁠ it was Amy’s‍⁠‍ expectation for him⁠ to handle even⁠‍ such minor issues‍ responsibly.

“Ah,‌​ I’m hungry. Why‌‍ isn’t he coming?⁠ Should I go​​ look for him?”‌

Rian​⁠ mumbled, holding his‍ stomach without any‌⁠⁠ tact. Not having⁠⁠ set meal times,‍‍⁠ enduring for an​ hour was already‌​‍ a long wait​​‍ for him.

“Nevermind.‍‌‍ We might just‌‍ miss each other.”‌

“Really?‍ Then can I eat the potatoes​​ I brought?”

Tess​​​ glared and shouted.‌‍

“Why‌ are you so‌⁠ thoughtless? Think about‍‌⁠ Amy.”

“What’s‌‍​ so serious? Shirone‍⁠ had more to‌ deal with than‍ me. It’s normal​⁠⁠ for him to‍⁠⁠ be late.”

Tess‍ was infuriated. Although⁠‍ Shirone wasn’t her​‍⁠ partner, having empathized​ with Amy, she​‍⁠ even found Rian‌⁠⁠ detestable.

“Even​​‍ if Shirone had‍​ more to do,​⁠ he’s smarter than​​ you, so it’s​ only normal for​ him to return⁠ sooner. So, it’s​‍ a serious issue!‌‌‍ You just go‍​​ munch on potatoes⁠ or chew on‍​ turnips in the​​ corner.”

“Why​‍‌ are you so⁠‌ angry? What did‌​‌ I do?”

Rian‍ scratched his head‌⁠​ like a bear.​‍ Indifferent to the‍‌ insults hurled at‌​ him, he couldn’t​‍​ exactly be called‌‌ selfish.

For‍‌​ the first time,‍‍‌ Amy spoke up,‌ trying to smile​‍⁠ apologetically for ruining​‌​ the mood.

“Sorry,​ it’s my fault.‌ You guys go⁠ ahead and eat.‌ I’ll wait for⁠‍ Shirone.”

“We‌‍‌ can’t do that.‌⁠⁠ It was supposed‍‌ to be a cooking contest.”

“But‍⁠ Rian is hungry.‌‍​ It’s Shirone’s fault‌‍​ for being late​ anyway. Let’s just⁠ consider it our⁠​‌ loss.”

Tess‌ tried to console⁠⁠ Amy with a tearful expression.

“It’s​⁠ okay, Amy. Honestly,‍‌ I’m not even⁠‍ hungry. Just deal‍⁠ with that glutton‍ somehow.”

Rian‍‍ was indeed chewing​⁠ on a raw‍ potato in the‌ corner. Unable to‌​ even perform Schema‍ but possessing equivalent‌ physical strength, he​ required several times⁠​ the calorie intake‍⁠‍ of an average​⁠ person to maintain​ his massive strength.⁠‍

As‍ silence ensued without​‍‍ a resolution, Amy‌‌‌ propped her cheeks‍‍ on her knees,‍ resting her feet⁠​‍ on the chair.‍

‘Why⁠​ isn’t he coming?⁠​ Is something wrong?’‍‍

Shirone‍ wasn’t one to‍ break promises. Nor⁠‍ was he foolish​‌ enough to waste⁠ time due to​​​ a mistake.

There‌‌⁠ must have been⁠ an unavoidable circumstance.‍

But⁠ no matter how⁠​​ much she tried​​⁠ to compose herself,‍⁠⁠ she couldn’t help‌⁠⁠ feeling neglected.

‘You’re​ the one who⁠‌ brought me here.‍ Besides you, everyone‍‍ else is someone‍‍​ I met today.’​

She‌‍‍ felt lonely. Although‍⁠ she had become⁠ friendly with Rian​ and Tess, their‍⁠​ partnership had a level of understanding⁠ that Amy couldn’t⁠ intrude upon.

Thump,‍‌‍ thump. Thump, thump.⁠

Someone‍‍ knocked on the‍ door. Tess’s face⁠‌ lit up, and‍⁠ Rian clenched his⁠ fist, thinking he‌‍⁠ could finally eat.⁠‍​

“Shirone?‍ Wait a sec…”​‌

Before​‌‌ Tess could finish,‍ Amy walked to‌ the door. With‍⁠‌ her eyes narrowed,​ she flung open⁠‌ the door and‌ yelled.

“Hey!⁠‍​ Where have you‍​ been all this⁠ time… Huh?”

Amy‍‍​ blinked, the door​‌⁠ wide open.

It⁠⁠ wasn’t Shirone. Nor‍ was it a stranger. It was‌ someone who definitely⁠‍ shouldn’t be here.⁠​

Zis,​ who had argued‌‌ with them at‍ the harbor, stood‍⁠​ there.

“What?​⁠‍ Why are you‍​​ here?”

Zis’s​ face turned red.‌​⁠ Of all people,‌⁠​ he hadn’t expected​⁠​ her to answer⁠‍‍ the door.

Recalling‌‌ the day’s events​ made his teeth​‍ clench, but seeing⁠⁠ her in casual‌ clothes, his heart‌​ fluttered again.

Regaining​ his composure, Zis‍​‍ looked around the‌​ villa with a brazen attitude. Despite‌ the pain in​ his abdomen from‍​‍ Falcoa’s beating, his‍⁠‍ expression remained unfazed.‌

“Wow,‍⁠ this place is​ really nice. Nobles‌‍ are different, aren’t‍⁠ they?”

“What‌‌ do you want?‍⁠ How did you‍⁠ know we were‌ here?”

“I⁠ asked around. For‌‍ the ruler of‌‍ the harbor, Zis,​⁠‍ finding this place⁠⁠ was no big‍⁠ deal. Now you⁠‌ know how well-acquainted​‍ I am with⁠​ the island, right?”‍

“So?⁠‌⁠ You came all‍ this way just‍‍⁠ to show off‍⁠‍ that one trick?”​​‌

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