Chapter 127. Show your true skills!

When I woke up, it was already evening.

Before my eyes, I could see a sky full of stars, and flickering flames.

You can even hear the crackling sound of the firewood burning.

With a little focus, the scenery before me became clear, and I realized that I was indeed sleeping next to a campfire.

"Uh... what's wrong with me?"

My last memory is of the Seventh Prince leaving. I seem to have been poisoned by some kind of deadly poison. This should be the time when the poison took effect, but why was I able to wake up and why was my magic no longer disordered?

"Are we saved?"

It seemed that I was feeling a bit uncomfortable from maintaining the same position for too long, so I tried to twist my body and was surprised to find that the wound on my shoulder had already healed.

"..."

Suddenly remembering something, I shifted my gaze to my calf and discovered that even the wound there had disappeared.

"What's going on?"

If it weren't for the large hole and bloodstains on my clothes, I would have thought that everything that had just happened was just a dream.

However, it was clear that he had been saved. Looking around, he did not see any figure that resembled his savior. Apart from the flickering flames and crackling sounds, the entire wasteland was silent.

"Who could it be?"

I tried to stand up, but found that I still couldn't muster any strength. Even struggling to sit up took a lot of effort. Was it the so-called residual toxins?

It was then that I noticed Lilith was sleeping on the other side of the campfire. For some reason, she was covered with something like a cloak, while I was completely naked.

It looks familiar; I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

As for why Lilith was covered up with that thing, I guess it was a matter of ladies first, and I didn't pay much attention to it.

In short, Lilith didn't seem to have suffered any external injuries, and the ropes that had been binding her were now free, which relieved me.

"Who could it be?"

I never imagined that any passersby would appear in a place like this, and then we just happened to run into one of them, who happened to be a magician. He cured my poison and then moved us to the campfire.

Finally, a kind person gathered firewood to relight the campfire, so that we wouldn't catch a cold.

Even so, there's no need for that person to hide and refuse to see us. I'm not the kind of weird kid who would just take it for granted when faced with someone who saved my life.

Of course, I was not referring to Isabel Albad.

—She really is that kind of idiot who makes people feel extremely annoyed.

The dizziness in my head still lingers, and whenever I think about anything complex, my brain seems to protest.

Feeling the warmth of the campfire, I curled up into a ball, not wanting to worry about any messy things anymore. In other words, even after ten years, I still haven't fully figured out this new world.

My prized King-level magic has never played a crucial role, and I've always been saved by someone recklessly clumsily.

I feel like I'm about to succumb to this feeling.

When faced with imminent death, they no longer panic as before, but instead accept things as they are.

Because, every time this happens, I always hold the belief that someone will eventually come to my rescue.

But I know that such a thought is very naive.

Or it might just be wishful thinking on my part.

If that man named Silas hadn't interfered today, would I really be dead?

I have no idea when this happened. Perhaps it's true, as Lilith feared, that ever since I learned that the Calamity Land was Klins Town, nothing else matters.

"How did it come to this? What happened to me?"

The necklace on my chest is still there; it was given to me by Sylvie after I successfully took my first step out of the house.

It was clearly a precious item symbolizing their clan, yet they still entrusted it to me.

"What am I doing?! We don't even have a trace of Sylvie!"

To be honest, I hate this version of myself.

I hate the feeling of having the ability but still having to rely on others.

He said he didn't want to involve those around him, but in the end, he almost dragged Lilith into danger again.

Even though I was like that, Lilith still didn't abandon me.

"What's wrong with me...?"

Confidence in Trunea, courage in Buryen, decisiveness in the capital…

Everything that was is now gone.

"Sylvia... what should I do...?"

At times like these, I long to hear Sylvie's voice, to hear her tell me how to move forward.

"Sylvia...Sylvia...Sylvia..."

Remember it, Leon.

That lullaby, and the happy smiles of my family—don't let negative emotions control you. Aren't I trying to find my family? But what am I doing now?

"Sylvia...please give me the courage to stand up again."

The courage I once had, the confidence I once had, the decisiveness I once possessed…

"さあsomniaねむりなさい, tired つかれきった体からだを投なげだして, 青あおいそのまぶたを, Lip くちびるでそっとふさぎましょう,

ああできるのなら,生うまれ変かわりあなたの女ははになって...”

Yes, when did I forget this lullaby that Sylvie sang?

"Sylvia... I'm sorry... I've shown you this side of me again."

I've made up my mind to live well in this other world, how can I give up because of this? I am Leon, the eldest son of the Cabinet family, and a king-level mage who can chant without incantation.

"Sylvia..."

I pressed the necklace against my forehead. When did I forget that warmth that belonged to me? I am not alone. Even though we are far apart, I will surely hear your voice.

The Seg couple, Sylvie, and Anna.

No matter how many times I try, I will find you. Please wait for me.

"...!"

Stop it.

Please keep away from me those negative colors that don't belong to me.

I did lose something significant before, but I still have other things I can hold onto.

I can't go on like this. I need to work hard and there are things I absolutely have to do.

"Sylvia... thank you!"

I turned my gaze to Lilith.

It's a face that I still find adorable no matter how many times I look at it. Although it can become very ferocious when it gets angry, it's the person who has saved me countless times.

Even when I'm sad, upset, or wronged... they're still the ones who stay by my side.

"Alright! Leon! Cheer up! If you fall now, you'll only become a laughingstock to that so-called 'god of twisted sense of humor'!"

In other words, the "human god" wants to see himself in a low point!

Therefore, how could I let him have his way?

That guy who only gives advice but hides somewhere, grinning from ear to ear.

Although I am grateful to him for telling me about my family, I will not rashly become someone else's puppet!

I am Leon, and my life in another world is just beginning!

Now that we've arrived in another world, we must show our true abilities!