"Sure, I hear about Jared Murphy having a Duke's house. But as far as I can tell, I've heard that the Duke's family and I got together after he was named as a candidate for court magician. I don't know the truth. It's the Duke's house. I don't want to make irresponsible remarks either, but if I want to give my daughter's fiancée a certain strength, that would be possible."

"Hmm. Sure."

Barnabas nods as he agrees. Then continue the words as Tres panicked.

"Of course, there won't be such a fact, and there's only one bad rumor going around. Even when we were there, there were rumors of no roots, no leaves, and it was hard."

"I miss you. It was definitely tough then. But I got in trouble. I can't decide if Jared Murphy is a legitimate court sorcerer candidate or not."

"The Sorcerer's Association is famous for hating injustice, so yes, there shouldn't be injustice. Besides, there are many court magicians connected to nobility. He tries to get closer from the aristocracy than there are few court magicians. It's not something I can be proud of myself, but I have clues about my parents, relatives, etc."

Dark-faced Torres is now named as a court magician, but previously he was never expected to have a future as the Count's three sons, nor was he more loving than necessary from his parents.

There was no dissatisfaction, but I have felt lonely, as it is common sense in the nobility that those who succeed the governor should be given the highest priority.

I was not alone thanks to the grace of a kind family. After waking up to the talent of sorcery, a friend of the sorcerer could similarly be made and incised.

Few people possess magic, and a handful can gain enough strength to name a magician.

Soon, my parents' expectations became more suited to me than my brother, who was supposed to succeed the housekeeper, and I was also stunned by the cash.

It was hard to say no when marriage stories broke in that I didn't even want to, but I've been through a lot, for better or worse, and now I have tresses.

"Even if Jared Murphy had the help of the Duke's house, I don't mind if he had the power he deserved as a court magician."

"Is that because I once used the Count family to be a court magician in the same way?

"- Become"

"Seven years ago I was really stupid. No way, two people who believed in me and didn't suspect me would fool me, deprive me of the status I was supposed to get, etc. - It's still a frustrating but boiling thought."

"Oh my god!

Barnabas' words could not be overlooked for Torres, who is proud to be a court magician.

Jokes in booze seats, that's too vicious.

"I do admit that I am a member of the Count's family. I also know that it would be a lie if I said it had no influence on the house at all. But aren't you noble? [M] Above all, I can't keep my mouth shut if they tell me that you took the status you were supposed to get."

"Remember? At the time, we were still candidates for court magician. We were given two names as identical wind attribute magicians. You are the Windman, and I am the Windman. No one doubted that we would be court magicians."

"Absolutely. But you failed. I was surprised, too. I didn't expect the Minotaur crusade to be a challenge myself. I dived into the underground labyrinth and got hurt badly because you were overestimating yourself."

"No, no!

Barnabas throws a glass in anger.

The remaining wine spread to the floor, creating a puddle.

"I have not chosen a minotaur crusade or anything. I chose the challenge of destroying a bunch of Lizardmans! But the challenge is changing where I don't know it, and I can't change it. In order to be a court magician, I had to defeat Minotaur even in exchange for my life!

But the result failed. And I couldn't be a court magician.

The court magician should not just be able to fight. Accurate judgment is also required. Barnabas was judged to have misjudged his power and failed by choosing the wrong challenge. Therefore, he was branded unworthy as a court magician.

"I thought I was unlucky. Even if I could not be a court magician, my dignity was preserved by the wounds inflicted on Minotaur. That's why I joined the sorcery division and wanted to support you!

"Then why are you saying it's like I did something wrong!

"Not me. We should correct that. I know you've used the power of the Counts to change my assignment. And there's proof of that."

"It's a lie!

"It's a fact! But you were ideal as a court magician. I was fighting for the people and devoting myself to my country. I thought what you did to me was temporarily lost my mind and even thought about forgiving it. But how about that? The new candidate for court sorcerer that he was your apprentice was about to become court sorcerer with the power of nobility, like you did at the time! The same goes for the other candidates for court magicians!

"No way... no way, Barnabas, you..."

I got to the worst answer and Tres' voice shook.

Barnabas, by contrast, grins deeply at his gloomy expression.

"No way. I killed three candidates for court magicians. What, that degree of power! Surely you can be a court magician if you don't use your position!

"Barnabas - I won't say anything wrong. Turn yourself in."

"Why?

Torres screams at an old friend who tilts his neck if he doesn't understand his heart.

"You killed innocent people!

"No, if you're guilty! You've done something wrong! If a sorcerer trying to be a court sorcerer has acted shamelessly, he must be excused!

"... is that why you asked me about Jared Murphy?

Barnabas' behavior is crazy.

Just because I couldn't be a court magician doesn't mean I'm overdoing it. I don't remember myself at all, but if my clan was working some evil on him where I didn't know it, I want to make amends, and I have to make him make amends.

But before that, Barnabas must also make amends.

"He was the only one who didn't know if he had done anything wrong. I don't want to kill the esteemed son of Liz Murphy if I can, but in some cases I just have to."

"You have no right to acquit anyone."

"Yes, I do! I'm the only one!

"If I were to kill you, I would stop you as a friend."

Torres boosted his magic and attempted to move into an immediate attack.

But magic falls out of my body. I can't work out my magic, I can't make the wind.

"- Ah..."

And to have a single knife sticking out in my own chest that I've noticed.

"My nostalgic friend. Seven years ago, I told you. You're talented at witchcraft, but you're not good at fighting, so you need to learn to fight harder."

Barnabas makes a noise and watches Torres fall apart.

"When, during..."

"It's the moment you stand up to attack me. You think I've just been an adventurer for the last seven years?

Step on the head of your falling old friend and shake him down again and again with resentment.

I don't kill easily. You just have to take your time to die.

"I also defeated Minotaur, which I couldn't defeat seven years ago. I also learned how to fight without being bracketed in sorcery. I'm not a magician now, I'm a fighter. How you feeling, buddy? How does it feel to not even be able to use magic as a magician and be pounded with a knife?

The most humiliating death as a sorcerer is one in which witchcraft is not involved.

I wasn't attacked by witchcraft, nor did I resist using witchcraft. Many magicians humiliate themselves for dying as just a weak person.

Barnabas doesn't know what Tres thinks. If you can, I sincerely hope you're biting off the humiliation.

"My weak friend... regret your wrongdoing in the post-mortem world with an incapable disciple"