Unnamed Most Powerful Mage (WEB Version)

By the time we were able to stop the water flow in the inner excavation completely, it was already past the late night zone.

The word "magic" used by Master Emerada to activate magic.

The magic of Exploration, which has been restored so that it can be activated at all times, is coming from behind to teach me about human existence.

Looking back, there stood Master Emerada in the knight's armor.

Then...

"It's hard to believe, but it looks like a lot of magic has been restored, doesn't it?

- Master Emerada has spoken to me.

I can't see Emerada's expression because she's covering her head with a full-face nightvisor.

I recall the words I exchanged earlier when I split with Master Emerada.

Honestly, it's awkward to say that I couldn't talk about being trampled on the head earlier.

I spin my words to keep my feelings as low as possible so they don't understand the upset in my heart.

"Yes, quite a bit of magic has been restored. Thanks to Emerada for everything."

To my word.

"... ugh, um..."

Apparently, Master Emerada also feels awkward remembering her earlier interaction with me.

What's the matter......

……

Master Emerada has been silent, so have I.

It's hard to talk when you can't see their faces.

What do you mean you can't grasp the story like this?

"Master Emerada, I know how rude you are, but can I ask you one thing?

"- Oh, hey, what? Say it. Civilians."

They called me a civilian.

Is this possible that you're quite angry?

I guess there's something a common man should say to a nobleman or something?

"No, nothing in particular"

I got my arm caught trying to get up and walk out.

And I grab it with great force.

The metal part is stuck in my skin and it hurts so bad.

"Let me ask you something!

"No, it's nothing after all"

"- You're not gonna tell me what to do? Right..."

I didn't grab my arm. With my empty right hand, Emerada cleverly tried to pull out the hipster!? I'm pulling up to half!

"I say! Let me tell you!

I'm scared, this guy.

That's it, you're the type of person who's going to behave violently as I tell you to talk.

Try not to piss me off, or my neck will fly.

"Hmm, so what did you want to say?

Master Emerada asks me as he puts the sabel back in his hips sheath.

"Uh, actually. I thought it might be breathless to wear such a full-face nightvisor all the way inside the village. Because she has beautiful hair and beautiful eyes on her lovely face, she said she can't hide it..." You... "..."

Shit, the more I was going to flatter 'you', the more I seem to piss you off.

You're angry at me for shaking your whole body at the evidence.

"- Yuma!"

"Yes, yes."

I take the stand of upright immobility to Emerada's shout.

It's good enough to get beaten up, but I think it hurts to get slashed, so I can use healing magic right away.

"Mr. Yuma, not Yuma! Are you going to tell me that when you find out that these white hair like my old lady and red eyes like vampires are hated by everyone!?

What are you talking about?

Isn't Albino very pretty?

Isn't this man too despicable of himself, just like Lilina?

Well, there's a human complex, and if I stay in the mood for Emerada, maybe my treatment will get better later.

"Master Emerada!

I get on my knees and then I look up.

I can't hide in full face and worship Emerada's honorable face, but let's hope so.

"- What, not what?

After all, Master Emerada seems upset about exposing the complex.

I don't think I can help myself if they find out about my complex.

It's a hard thing for others to know so much about secrets.

So I can't say I fully understand the spiciness of Emerada, but I can empathize a little.

"I think Emerada's silver hair is very beautiful. I thought that color, illuminated by the moonlight and glowing, was like a goddess of the moon. And I think the red eyes are beautiful enough for me to think of a gemstone ruby. Besides, I think Emerada is a very feminine and wonderful person. So I didn't want you to wear such an innocent helmet here."

……

I'm not responding.

Was it too much praise?

Or did you get angry with words like take off your helmet?

Maybe you've tarnished the pride of a knight! You son of a bitch! Or was he passed away by Bassari?

"Oh, excuse me. Stay on track......" Okay. Perhaps it is impeccable to keep your helmet on even though you are in the village "..."

"- Oh, yes"

They cut me off on the way, but Master Emerada seems to have convinced me.

After all, being the son of the Marquis family weighs differently.

Master Emerada stared straight at me when he took off his helmet in front of me.

"Mr. Yuma... take responsibility, will you?

Again, Master Emerada shows her femininity when she takes off her helmet.

I'm not sure what Emerada's talking about.

I just found out there's a complex.

If her complex is going to dissolve, it's as cheap as helping.

I still don't know what happened to Emerada.

No. People's feelings are not that easy to understand in life.

It's not easy to understand.

That's what the knowledge inside me tells you, isn't it?

But isn't that why... you can help?

That's why I...

"Okay. Dear Emerada, I will unzip your Emerada complex."

To my words, Master Emerada began to pound tears out of his eyes.

"... Yes, thank you"

Must have been tough on my own.

I have silver hair of my own. I have gray hair like an old woman.

Albino, a genetic disease of congenital melanin deficiency, is probably not understood in this world.

I want to restore my confidence here to Master Emerada as a villager and as an acquaintance.

She's such a beautiful woman, she should be liked by many men as long as she's confident.