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59 – The Scandal in the Social Circle (02)

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After Sinat’s sudden confession.

Kallen had no choice but to spend a dazed day for a while.

It would have been better if it had been resolved quickly, but Sinat did not allow it.

-Sinat.

-Just a moment, Kal!

-Sinat.

-Umm, just a little later!

-…Sinat.

-Ha, Grandpa is calling!

-Me?

The conversation could not proceed at all.

What kind of attitude is it to confess your feelings and not listen to the answer?

Kallen also found it difficult to make up his mind.

He just needed to talk to Sinat.

But it was impossible because Sinat kept avoiding the situation, saying something always came up.

In the end, the two made an implicit agreement.

Kallen needed to sort out various complicated choices.

Sinat had to prepare to hear the answer to his too-hasty confession.

It was clearly a problem to confess first and then act unprepared,

but in fact, there was some room for understanding why Sinat did such a thing.

First of all, he was saved by Kallen, whom he already had feelings for.

Secondly, the sunset that day was exceptionally beautiful.

In such an atmosphere, no lady would refrain from confessing her feelings.

Especially when the man she had feelings for was right beside her.

Initially, Sinat had only asked for his escort.

The reason she called him to the hill behind the cabin, her favorite spot, was for that purpose.

But because it was awkward to bring up the matter directly, she added unnecessary remarks, which was the root of the problem.

Sinat had no way to control her growing feelings,

and in the end, she blurted out her true feelings, intoxicated by the atmosphere.

She wasn’t prepared, so she was terrified to hear his response.

Why, she had heard somewhere that

a confession is merely a way to confirm feelings that are almost certain.

In that sense, it wasn’t strange for Sinat to avoid Kalen’s answer.

Kalen was originally expressionless, to the point where the term “cold” suited him better.

It was difficult to confirm if he felt the same way just by his attitude.

The implicit agreement they made didn’t even include when they would share their feelings.

But now was not the time.

Kalen had held Sinat back with that thought.

At least until you know what kind of person I am, wait for my answer.

Constitution, temperament, the old lord of the spirit world.

She had a rough idea, but no core.

No, it was even more confusing.

So she needed to know.

For that reason, Kalen asked Sinat to wait for his answer.

The next head of Dranus couldn’t simply date a beggar of unknown origin.

Nor did he want to take responsibility for Sinat in a situation he didn’t understand.

He couldn’t just rely on the power of the fourth dimension and act recklessly.

Unless he had the power to surpass the heads of the four great families or cut off all the hands reaching out to Dranus and himself, it was impossible.

Though they had no way of knowing each other’s feelings,

in the end, it worked out well for everyone.

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From that moment, Sinat returned to his original form.

Burying the back of his head near Kallen’s chest, and leaning his body against him.

That is Sinat’s favorite position.

“…Isn’t this too close?”

Felicius squinted his eyes but stared at Kallen and Sinat, who was nestled in his arms.

Tiasse also slightly covered her eyes with her wings, but her eyes, peeking out, were full of interest.

“Felici and Tia, come here. It’s more comfortable than you think!”

“Absolutely not. Just being on Kallen’s hand is already a courageous act.”

Kallen looked at Tiasse, who was eagerly agreeing with Felicius’s words,

and wondered about the chastity norms of the spirit world.

Their actions were so restrained, yet they subtly expressed themselves with words.

He was curious about how those actions were perceived.

The two spirits, quietly perched on his hand, were just adorable.

“Anyway, is everything okay now?”

“Yes. But we must keep trying.”

Failing at the third level is not the end.

Until he receives the title of head.

Even after receiving the title of head.

He must always strive diligently.

He had calmed down to some extent.

From today, Sinat planned to work hard again to surpass the third level.

The traitor was already dead, so there was no need to worry.

Thinking that, Sinat glanced up.

From a position where Kallen couldn’t see him.

Only he could look at Kallen as much as he wanted.

Even if it was just his neck and chin.

With Kallen by his side, there was little to fear.

Sinat lowered his head again and reached out to Felicius, who was sitting on Kallen’s hand.

“Don’t overdo it like last time.”

“Yes. Thank you, Felici.”

Apart from the kidnapping, it was certainly overexertion at that time.

Even when I first came to my senses, I thought I had collapsed simply because of overexertion.

This time, I won’t make such a mistake.

“It will be easier since you can talk. Now, focus.”

“Okay.”

Blamia went to meet Eliana and Selacia for family matters.

The only person who could protect them was Kalen himself.

Kalen gently stroked Tiaze’s head with his fingers, watching the communion between a girl and a spirit.

“Sinat…”

“Yes?”

The successful contract with a spirit by a suitable contractor is considered the beginning of the second rank.

Then what is the third rank?

It refers to the power to use, to some extent comprehensively, what is called spirit magic, used by contract attribute magicians.

The most important thing is undoubtedly communion.

The deeper the communion between the contractor and the spirit, the more infinitely the power can rise.

The compatibility between the contractor and the spirit is suspiciously good.

There are people whose rank rises without much communion, but that should be considered an exception.

Naturally, contract attribute magicians prioritize communion with spirits.

And that communion is achieved through mana.

When a spirit chooses a contractor to make a contract, it starts by finding mana it likes.

Since spirits don’t have mana, the contractor’s mana is ultimately important.

In that sense, it’s no different from other attribute magics.

Felicius, of course, looked into Sinat’s inner self for communion.

Something beyond the physical.

Something closer to the source.

At the moment when Felicius was engrossed in communion with Sinat,

He felt something that hadn’t been there during previous communions.

‘What is this?’

Something settled near the heart.

Felicius focused even more to understand it.

It didn’t take long for him to realize that it was Sinat’s world.

He was so surprised that he lost his concentration.

And so, up to now.

Felicius told Sinat what he had seen.

“The world?”

“Humans call it an image. It’s not something humans can obtain at will… What on earth happened? How did you manage to create a world in such a short time…”

It was Kalen who interrupted their conversation.

“An image? Sinat has an image?”

“Yes. And it’s far more beautiful than yours.”

Felicius’ words hurt a little, but,

that’s not what’s important right now.

“Can you bring it out? Like you did when you rode on my back.”

“It’s a bit different, but I can do it. It’s originally ours anyway.”

“What?”

Felicius infused strength into Sinat’s trembling hand and began to shine.

Though it was light, it was only a slightly brighter shade of dark.

But it was enough power to bring out a person’s image.

An image is not something that can be brought out at will by others,

but the one interfering with Sinat now is a spirit.

It means it’s possible.

Indeed, around Sinat, the twilight light was gradually flooding.

“…”

“Ah…!”

Only then did Sinat understand the situation.

This twilight light is something he could never forget.

The world that had now completely filled the room was so beautiful.

Ridges overlapped on the hill.

The blazing sun was dyed in twilight.

A feeling so overwhelming it made his chest ache.

The boy was gazing at the point where the ridge met the sunset glow,

and the girl was looking at the boy with tender affection.

A world preserved like a painting.

Even if the greatest painter in the history of the empire were brought here,

it would surely be difficult to capture this emotion in a painting.

“…It’s an impression.”

What naturally came to mind was something that happened not long ago.

The time when he heard a confession he had never expected.

But if you look closely, it’s different.

The clothes they wore were different, and their faces looked a bit younger.

So there is only one time left.

The memory of when they were comforting Sinat by leaving,

before they had to imbue their bodies with magic for Sinat.

The two boys and girls, looking back at that time,

were once again immersed in their memories.

“It’s beautiful…”

“Indeed…”

The impressions of Felicius and Tiasse, in turn.

Though the power of impressions originates from spirits,

even they were seeing such a sight for the first time.

A dazzling, overwhelming ecstasy.

Just peeking into that time is enough to feel this way.

At that time,

in that place,

they were there.

For the first time, Felicius and Tiasse learned what it meant to feel envy.

The position of heir is a bit arduous, but what they gain is much more.

Even they felt envy.

Thus, Felicius, Tiasse, and even Sinat.

While everyone was surrendering to the overwhelming thrill.

Only Kallen was feeling a slightly different emotion.

Beautiful.

Of course, it is an undeniable fact that it is incredibly beautiful.

However, why is it?

Eliana, Selassia.

And even Sinat.

The imagery that the wizards so earnestly pray for.

Why do the ladies associated with him keep realizing it?

Even more, all of them have his image imprinted on them.

For some reason, Blamia’s words not to reveal himself come to mind.

Eliana, Selassia, Sinat.

In the imagery of these three, the same man is depicted.

No matter how foolish one is, it is impossible not to feel that something is strange.

Moreover, the social circle is a place where political monsters gather and hide their power.

“Karl? What’s wrong?”

The moment Kallen began to feel a chill somewhere.

Bang!

The door was forcibly opened,

and an old man with a graying beard hurriedly appeared.

“Kid! What on earth are you doing…?”

Blamia blinked at the sense of alienation that adorned the surroundings.

It was as if the space before and after opening the door were completely separate.

Beautifully dyed in the color of the sunset.

The sight of the boy and girl together on the hill came into view.

Just a moment ago.

Blamia, who had faced an unbelievable event in the social circle, couldn’t help but doubt his eyes.

“Imagery…?”

The ladies of Rakatus and Hiatt.

In the imagery of those ladies, there was the same boy,

Just now, I found out the truth and was on my way back.

Blamia,

Upon seeing the same boy drawn in her granddaughter’s mind, she closed her eyes.