When we were alone at Luther's request, he bowed his head deeply once again.

Jared didn't stop. Because I knew I would. And because I was going to take his feelings.

"Thank you. It's not just about this one, it's about helping my mother, as promised. I don't know how much to thank you for even protecting me... I don't know how to repay you."

"That's what you don't care about, brother. I can't talk to you like this, so just give me your head. Thanks for seeing me again, I'd like to talk to you while I look at your face."

Take Jared's word for it. Luther slowly gives you a face. He was weeping, out of gratitude and just as much variety of emotions.

Jared can't know how much experience he's had. Same thing as asking a bump. So I don't know how to speak up.

I wish I was someone who could have been more aware of it at times like this, but I couldn't help but think yes. All Jared could do was wait until he stopped crying.

"... I'm sorry. I've shown you the silly part."

"Never mind."

"I care. You can't not not. Sometimes you care more about your father's house, and so do you, there's really no word of gratitude. When my body recovers, I'll spend the rest of my life paying you back."

Luther, who stopped crying, looked determined. But Jared smiles bitterly and easily says no.

"You don't have to do that. I've told you many times, we're brothers. It's natural to help."

Jared asks his brother, who looks at him as uncomfortable.

"If the position is the other way around, Luther's doing the same thing for me - right?

"Of course."

"I just did what I had to do, too. So let's not give back or anything like that anymore. We reach out if either one of us is in trouble. If we run into difficulties together, let's get over it together. That's what you promised me in that abominable facility, right?

"Oh, right. You did. I'm glad I met you at that facility. Thank you, brother."

"Me too, brother."

Jared had a powerful fist bump with Luther.

The time we spent together is short, but it doesn't change that the two are one another and brothers. Even if you stay away, it's the same. Because we met so we could meet.

"... I hear you stepped in, but you're not taking revenge"

"Sort of. I don't care anymore."

I knew Luther was going through a whole lot about himself, so I was ready to be asked. But now Jared doesn't have the hatred and vengeance for his father he once had.

"Is that so?

"That's what it is. To be honest, I tried to kill my father on the spot when I came back to King's Capital. I was so proud to have gained all that power. But what I saw was not a father happy to have lost his disturbing son, but a father looking for him."

Needless to say, I ate my face to an overly unexpected sight.

Jared was puzzled, puzzled, and looked into. Working as a magician and searching for Rosina's whereabouts, he looked into her father.

And I stopped taking revenge because I knew what I needed to know.

Sometimes, more than revenge, we had to look for Rosina's whereabouts, we had to see if Luther was cheap or not.

Either way, Jared doesn't hate his father anymore. I have my thoughts, but that's enough.

"When I saw my father like that, I didn't care anymore. I'm not sure about that guy, and I'm not going to get involved. So, that's okay."

"... it's hard to be a father. I have things for my father too."

If you're talking about Viscount Phillips, I can't say I can understand. I didn't do anything to protect Rosina from her regular room while she sided and married her. It's a disgraceful act.

The Duke of Alway was trying to protect Hannellone and Olivier. Prepare a separate house, so that no malicious hands can be reached. I had gotten around to the back, so I had a lot of difficulty, but yesterday, I put an end to everything.

I don't even have to compare the two of them.

"I know the Duke will see you if he tells us the story, but don't make a short imitation"

"I know. I won't grieve my mother, I don't want to bother you either. So you don't have to worry about that. Then you don't know which one is your brother."

"It's tough being a handy brother and a brother."

I joked. Luther laughs at Jared, too.

I can't help but hope that I will continue to spend time with him and his family in the King's Capital.

I'll leave it to the Duke, but I want the Viscount Phillips thing to work out. For that, I'll do whatever I can to help.

"Yes, I want you to meet Olivier next time. He wants to see my brother."

"Olivier Alway...... you're your fiancée, aren't you? Um, I don't know, is it something that can easily be found in a duke's warrant?

"That's not who I care about."

Instead, you'd be angry if they cared. To Jared, not to Luther.

It's easy to imagine, your spine gets cold. You can fight any opponent, Jared, but I don't just want Olivier to piss you off.

I want her to laugh all the time.

"You've changed."

"Really?"

"Sometimes I hated my father that much, but somehow, he became kinder than then. I have eyes and warm eyes. You used to have colder eyes."

"I'm sure it's because I met a lot of people. Beginning with the encounter with Luther, Almeida, and Olivier. I met some friends at the school and two senior court magicians - I've had a good time in the last two years."

There was also a sad encounter. I fought someone I didn't want to fight. I didn't want to take it. I also took a life. Each time my heart got cold and scratched.

But there were a lot more warm encounters than that.

Above all - you can't think that meeting Olivier Alway was a turning point for Jared Murphy.

If I were to assume that I had changed, she would be the one who would have made a huge difference.

"You seem a lot in love. I look forward to seeing you."

"... I'm in love, I guess that means. When it comes to romance, Olivier, it's very important."

I care about the Yennies as much as I do.

There is undoubtedly love. Maybe it's family love, maybe it's another emotion with a different name.

It will be a little further before Jared can name and become aware of the emotions he has.

"Where is your fiancée?

"She's seeing her sister."