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Chapter 257
Ways of Love
A place that no one can call the outskirts or the boonies anymore, Hestia.
On the mountainside of Lonely Mountain, there stands a castle, and within that vast castle was a person who could be called everything of Hestia.
Bernel Marquis.
A blue-haired man was gazing out the window of his laboratory.
He was blankly watching the sun setting in the west.
Е̄ nu má . î d́
The sun beginning to set also meant that the daily lives of ordinary people had ended for today.
'Of course, not us, though.'
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The research facility of Valdrova Castle operates day and night without distinction.
The reason he looked outside was also because he opened the window thinking he'd watch the sunrise for the first time in a while.
He watched the sun barely hanging on, realized it was west, and decided to think positively that he'd at least seen the sun.
'That's better.'
W̄ ėbn̂ o v̀ е l Еnûm̈ а̂
Bernel recalled his past self.
Until just a year and a few months ago, he was living in a semi-basement with secondhand magic tools, being harassed by loan sharks.
But what kind of life is he living now?
Latest magic tools within the castle and materials supplied in the right place at the right time.
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Dozens of researchers and teams under him, and he had become the commander overseeing research.
He received unprecedented support to the point where he could never say he couldn't do something due to lack of budget, and became a pioneer in the name of magitech engineering.
Е n̄úmá . і d
He wore a relaxed expression as he gazed out the window.
'Truly, so many things happened.'
He reminisced on those memories.
'Too many things.......'
Things that should have become memories still made his body tremble in agony.
The day he went to catch monsters for monster research.
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The days he couldn't sleep, was threatened, and immersed himself in research.
The day he took the main role at the exhibition that started in Halim and monsters invaded.
Malcolm of Peach Hill.
Continuing all-nighters and endless development work.
Malcolm of Peach Hill.
Malcolm of Peach Hill.
Е n̆ ũm̈ ӑ
'Still...... it wasn't in vain.'
Didn't he achieve remarkable merit in this war too, minimizing the Eastern forces?
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Moreover, even when monsters surrounded the Far East, he created a water purification device showing new possibilities, and managed to supply the lacking magic stones.
Things that would have taken at least 10 more years progressed in just a year, so even thinking about it now, it was unbelievable.
Above all, the best thing was that magitech engineering was getting attention in Escolleia.
Weren't the scholars who treated him like a madman with the nickname 'Mess' now bowing their heads and asking for technical advice?
Еn um̆ à
He could feel the sense of superiority that came with being a pioneer.
'But it wasn't always good.'
The reason monopolizing wasn't all good was because the burden of making them understand fell entirely on Bernel.
That's why training successors who could explain it was also important.
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'And now I can reduce my workload too.'
The method of using magic stone energy had been established to a certain extent, and all researchers in the castle understood it, so they'd reached a stage where design review was possible even without Bernel.
Е̊n ŭma
Once he formally published papers in Escolleia, he expected magitech product development to get on track.
Then the dream life of all developers—living off royalties—would begin.
However, one certain thing was that the nightmare hadn't ended yet.
"Director Bernel Marquis!"
A voice that sent chills down his spine.
Who would imagine that hearing a bright young man's voice would make one's shoulders flinch like that?
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But those who've experienced it would say this.
He is the nightmare of all researchers.
"Y-yes?"
"May I ask again how you told me to operate this!?"
Malcolm of Peach Hill.
The task given to him was one.
Еnûm̈а̀
Repeating the disassembly and assembly process of the magitech rifle.
At first, it was a complex weapon among complex weapons requiring 152 steps to assemble, but after optimization to make him understand, a miracle was created where it could be completed in just 10 steps.
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He even guaranteed it saying it couldn't get better than this.
From Bernel's perspective, who created such a miracle, it was enough to drive him crazy.
In the end, if Malcolm couldn't understand, it meant their optimization wasn't finished, and that also meant failure.
The researchers exhausted from fatigue also screamed inwardly watching that reaction.
W̆ еb̀nоv̀е l En ũḿ а̂
"Director."
A researcher next to him said weakly.
He was a silver-tongued man who took charge of all explanations to Malcolm.
"Yes."
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"Would you believe me if I said I taught him 18 more times?"
"......."
E nūm̆а . і̄d̂
"I even tried teaching the donkey Lord Malcolm rides once."
"......And?"
"It memorized the assembly order perfectly."
"......No matter what, how can a human be worse than a donkey?"
"Don't say things that belittle Lord Malcolm no matter what......."
"No, it's true. I wondered if it was coincidence so I did it 3 more times, and this time I completely disassembled even the ball and increased it by 20 more times, and it pointed accurately and assembled it."
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"......."
No matter how he thought about it, it was nonsense, and he thought it was just because they were exhausted from fatigue.
But he couldn't ignore it either.
Because if it was Malcolm, it was fully possible!
'Did I overestimate commoners' intelligence, or is that man a substandard below donkey level?'
His patience seemed to be reaching its limit.
En̆ ū m̈а̄
If Bernel had been a little stronger than Malcolm, he might have undoubtedly rushed over and strangled that neck.
"There's nothing to do but research a way to reduce it even further."
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"......."
"......."
"I'm sorry, everyone."
"It's not your fault, Director."
Ẇе́ b̈n̆ óvе́l Е́ n̆ ǔ ḿ а
The researchers glared at the back of Malcolm's head with resentful eyes.
The fact that he was trying hard even while being clueless made it even more disturbing.
'Still, it's good my workload decreased a lot.'
The ones who had to deal with Malcolm were ultimately his subordinates.
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Bernel took off his glasses to get a little rest and tried to leave the laboratory.
That was when he tried to escape.
Е n̈u_m̈ ӓ
The door burst open and a man appeared from outside.
"I greet the Regent."
The grateful benefactor who put him in this position.
It was Ferda Valdrova.
"Is it okay if I come in now?"
"Ah, yes! Of course. Please come in."
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He wanted to rest right away exhausted as he was, but his superior came—what could he do?
Since he wasn't in the middle of immersing himself in research, Bernel led him inside.
"How have things been lately?"
There were truly an enormous amount of things, but he felt even the time to explain them was wasteful.
Bernel decided to answer appropriately.
"Everything is going smoothly. It's very good."
E n um̊ a
"How's the research?"
"I was thinking of discussing new weapons based on the information gained from this war."
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"You seem very busy."
"Not at all."
He feigned humility meaning it was much more relaxed compared to the past.
"Is that so? That's a relief."
Ẇè b̀ ṅ о v̇ е̇ l É ńǔm̊_а
"Relief...... you say?"
His instincts detected something ominous.
Ferda gestured quietly, and Jed, who had been waiting outside, dragged something from beyond the door.
Purple hair, skinny body.
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Both hands were restrained with bizarre thoroughness.
But what was even more peculiar was that despite such an appearance, that woman's eyes were alive.
Ŵ_еb n̆ô.v̀ е̇l̀ Ӗ ň um̄ã
"Are you Bernel Marquis?"
Bernel answered with a dumbfounded face for now.
"Yes, I'm Bernel, but who is this young lady......?"
"The real Bernel!? Bernel Marquis?? The person called the Pioneer of Magitech!?"
She made a fuss emitting light from her round eyes and lunged at him.
But that was only for a moment.
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A dog leash was attached to her neck, and Garnet was holding that leash.
Even as her neck was being pulled, that woman was only focused on spitting out her words.
"My name doesn't matter. I'm a huuuge fan of Bernel Marquis!"
A female fan.
A female fan for Bernel, who thought he'd marry scholarship and live a lifelong bachelor life.
'Is the day flowers bloom in my life coming?'
Ë n̊u m̆a_. і̂ d̄
Bernel didn't believe it easily.
Scholars' enemies are originally themselves, but for successful people, the outside is the enemy.
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There were more than a few humans who tried to scam scholars who only dug into books their whole lives, thinking they were naive.
Among those, the biggest problem was women.
How many scholars cried and were ruined because of women?
'I won't be easily fooled!'
Wе̂ b̆ n̊ о v ѐ l̆ Еn ům а
But it wasn't easy.
There was no way a man who only dug into books would have immunity to a woman who liked him.
Because of that, the face of that woman calling herself a fan started looking prettier and prettier.
Purple hair, skinny, freckles.
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Her bright eyes made it seem like he'd met a peerless beauty he'd never seen before.
"That magic stone you created......! I really like the things made with it!"
E n̈ŭ m à
"R-really?"
"Yes! Looking at the things you made, I thought! This person thinks of others' safety. He must be someone who loves others and is gentle."
But they say words have power?
Bernel couldn't resist the voice containing sincerity.
"So I was sure! You'll make me complete....... So I'll......."
A shy gesture.
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"Kill you, but will that be okay?"
What reflected in her eyes was infinite madness.
"Y-yes......?"
Bernel coming to his senses belatedly.
Did she just say kill?
Even for a proposal, it was too violent and the wrong direction.
Е̇n̂ ǔm̀а̊ . ìd̈
"K-kill, what do you mean by that......."
"I told you? You're a gentle person."
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"Y-yes, th-that's true......?"
"I felt it for sure from the weapons you made."
She said shyly, covering her face, captured in ecstasy.
"You...... will definitely find a way to block the weapons I make."
Ёn̊ ũ m a
Rough breathing.
The sight of her getting excited alone feeling foreplay became bizarre,
"I want to pierce that shield."
It turned Bernel's face pale.
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"Pierce that shield you made...... and give you despair!"
This woman, she means it.
Е̃ nǔm̃_а..і̌ d
That she admires him,
And that she wants to kill him.
Without a shred of falsehood, she's laying everything bare to him.
"Would it be okay...... if I dared......?"
In vulgar terms, she was completely a crazy bitch.
Since it wasn't a place with just the two of them, everyone must have heard all the words.
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The researchers were horrified, and Garnet and Jed who followed behind also made fed-up faces.
The only calm one was Ferda.
As if he knew all of this.
No, he must have known everything.
What she desires, what she intends to do.
That's why he brought a woman who says she'll kill him right to his face.
W̊ ѐb̈ nô v̆ е̄l̇_ En̈uma
Bernel asked with his eyes.
What on earth is going on.
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"So that's how it is."
"Yes?"
"This woman's name is Gae Bolg. She'll be making weapons with you."
"W-weapons, you say?"
Wе bň õv̊ е l̀ Е n̆ um̊а.
"Yes."
Ferda pointed at Gae Bolg and said.
"This woman will create weapons to kill you."
This time he pointed at Bernel.
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"And you just have to block those weapons."
His back became damp.
Ẃ е̂bn̆ ӧ vе l Е̇ n ǔ m̄ а̂
"I, I have to block weapons made to kill me?"
Ferda thought for a moment and nodded.
"That's right."
"......."
"Don't worry. She promised to do it only once a week."
"......."
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"Whether she'll keep that promise is questionable, though."
Bernel felt his mind going blank.
Bernel Marquis.
He had two calamities.
One was named Malcolm of Peach Hill, and the other became Gae Bolg.
* * *
E n ŭmå
Ferda returned to his training ground.
A small room where light doesn't enter.
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All that was there was a candle to light briefly and a chair.
And a large portrait filling one wall.
It was a portrait of the Red Dragon, Valdrova.
Ferda lit a candle and quietly looked up at the portrait.
Ӗ n u ḿ ă
Her smiling mouth.
But her eye corners cruelly torn.
Anger and sorrow expressed because he hated himself so much.
That anger complicated Ferda's mind.
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Right now, Ferda needed that complexity.
In his mind, he was replaying hundreds of times what happened when he faced Gae Bolg.
Е̊ n û mӓ
Complex thoughts intertwined, and for a very brief moment, Ferda obtained tranquility.
Ferda tried using his mana.
Red Circle.
He pulled it up to the limit of that power and checked the realm he'd reached.
The narrow space was instantly dyed in blue light, and Ferda was certain.
'5th Circle. It's the same.'
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As the act of using mana and refilling it repeated, the circuit speed was fast enough to generate the highest purity mana even in the 5th Circle.
'Then the Shadow Circle?'
He tried operating the Shadow Circle created through shadows.
The flow generated under the Red Circle began moving according to Ferda's will, and he pulled out the power of mana.
'Shadow Circle is the same too.'
Although it possessed abnormal power, it could be sufficiently suppressed by Ferda's Red Circle.
Ѐn̊úm̄ а̂ .і̆_d̊
Ferda believed he could control his power.
'But no matter how much I think about it, it's strange.'
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When he stood before death, Ferda felt his consciousness sink deep into a lake and simultaneously felt a sensation like losing his body.
It was the same right before Gae Bolg's grenade exploded.
The voice told Ferda it was okay to use it.
Ferda used that power.
Ĕ ṅũ m̂а
Otherwise, there's no way to explain how he erased that grenade with anything.
At least for Ferda, he couldn't make that attack as if it never existed at all.
Ferda recalled that day and thought.
Whether he played into that voice.
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Whether he could resist that power.
And whether he even tried to resist.
Е n̄_ûmа̌
After agonizing for a long time, Ferda turned his head slightly and looked behind.
Before him was a single candle, and behind him was a long shadow.
Normally it would have just been a phenomenon according to the principle of light, but that day it wasn't so.
That appearance looked like a giant that would pounce on him at any moment.
Ferda looked at that shadow and thought.
Perhaps that giant shadow is another circle he doesn't know about?
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