The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

36: Tea Time (2)

“It was unfortunate.”

“We can’t help it.”

At Count Welton’s words, Lars gave a bitter expression.

“I didn’t think that the Zenith Church would do that. It wasn’t the best idea to wait.”

“I have no intention of blaming the Count. Rather, thank you. It was all thanks to the Count that they could no longer advance to the other estates in the kingdom. And that is enough.”

Since they were kicked out of Haiss, Zenith Church will no longer be able to advance into the eastern part.

And failed to expand their power in the kingdom.

In addition, although they quickly cut off the tails which did the trouble, there was nothing else they could do.

It was clear that the news of the incident would spread fast, and the image of Zenith church would be severely damaged.

For a while, they would have to play dead.

“They will be very careful from now on.”

“Yes.”

The Zenith church will be careful about their future moves.

To prevent another situation like this one from happening.

“Still, knowing what they are up to, I think it will be easier for us to respond. Besides.”

“Besides?”

“Apostle and Saint of our church have appeared.”

“Apostle?”

At Lars’ words, the count put down the tea cup in his hand.

Even the count who didn’t care about religion knew what having an apostle meant.

An apostle was a representative of God and the symbol of that religion.

The existence of qualifications for salvation that appears when a church is in crisis.

“I can’t say congratulations.”

“I know.”

The appearance of the apostle in Pyro church meant that the Pyro church would be in danger soon.

And if a saint appeared along with the apostle, Lars couldn’t even guess what kind of danger it would be.

“Still, I think that we will be able to prepare since the apostle appeared.”

Without the apostle, the entire situation would have been hopeless.

Goddess Pyro was doing her best to save the church.

“Who are they?”

“A boy called Ricky and a girl called Anna. Siblings.”

“Uh. Siblings… and the apostle?”

“The brother.”

“So the girl is a saint. There were cases where siblings were born with such qualities.”

A faint smile appeared on the count’s lips.

But the smile didn’t last long.

The count remained silent and looked at the tea cup.

Lars who looked at the count stayed still.

Eventually, the count broke the silence and said.

“This has to be fate.”

“What…?”

“Accept this.”

The count took out a sheet of paper from his pocket and handed it to Lars.

Lars, who took it, tilted his head.

“Open it.”

“Alright.”

Lars, who read it, was shocked.

And looked at the count with a surprised face.

A smile formed on the Count’s lips.

The day was bright.

After breakfast, Jamie was going to Sears’ garden.

It was tea time with her.

‘I think that it has been a while.’

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They did have tea time yesterday, but it seemed like it had been a few days.

Probably because of the fierce battle.

“I am here.”

Reaching the entrance to the garden, Jamie stopped and took a deep breath.

He was nervous.

He felt like the battle with Gods was going to happen.

His small hand touched his chest. The beating of his heart could be clearly felt.

Was it because he was one step closer to his goal?

‘Can I do it?’

It wasn’t ‘can I do it’.

Had to do it.

Three times so far.

And it wasn’t an easy life.

He wiped the sweat drenched hands to his pants.

Jamie took another breath, headed forward and opened his mouth.

“Mother~!”

“Oh? Jamie?”

Sears, who was drinking her tea with Sarah in her arms, looked wide eyed at her son’s voice.

She tilted her head, as if she didn’t understand why her son was running towards her.

“Mother!”

Jamie approached and hugged Sears.

Sarah, who was sitting there, frowned seeing her brother as she was drinking milk from a bottle.

“Oh my. Why are you acting like this?”

“Haha. Just because.”

When Jamie smiled, Sears smiled brightly.

“Sit down.”

“Yes.”

Jamie jumped onto a chair and sat.

And then shook his legs as he sipped the tea.

Stroking Sarah’s head, Sears asked.

“Son, did something good happen today?”

Good happen?

Honestly, it was the same as usual.

If there was something, it was that he had something to ask.

Jamie acted on thorough calculation.

“No! I just like having tea with my mother and Sarah.”

“You are usually annoyed.”

“Uh, when!”

“You are blushing.”

Sears grinned at Jamie’s blushing figure.

She stopped laughing and asked.

“So, is there anything you want?”

To that question, Jamie hesitated and looked reluctant.

“It seems like you have something?”

“No. I just feel good today. Hehe.

Legs swaying back and forth, and an awkward smile.

“Ah. what! is Jamie keeping a secret? Tell me everything, mother will listen to you.”

“… really?”

Jamie’s emerald eyes twinkled.

Sears wanted to hug her cute son without showing mercy. but she held back.

“Yes. Really.”

“Then.”

Clasping his hands, Jamie spoke.

“I want to go with my family.”

“Hm?”

“Apton.”

Sears was shocked at the unexpected request.

She thought he would ask something about magic books or magic items.

Since Jamie wasn’t a kid who played with toys like others.

But to ask this thing.

“Why Apton?”

“After hearing about Apton from brother Lars. I wanted to look at it.”

“Huh. Look at it?”

“I heard that there is a huge garden with thisssss huge water drop!”

Jamie jumped out from the chair and spread his arms wide.

“I want to go there!”

His eyes dazzling more than ever.

When Jamie, who always seemed like a grown up, made such gestures, Sears was flustered.

Jamie walked up to her and grabbed her arm.

“I want to go there! Can’t you take me? Huh?”

“J-Jamie.”

“I want to go there. Mother, please!”

Jamie throwing a tantrum.

This had never happened before, so Sears was shocked.

The last time Jamie cried was a few years ago.

It was when he was five years old.

It was the time when Jamie begged her to let him into the library.

‘I was shocked that time too.’

Sears, who remembered the past, smiled. No matter how mature he was, he was still like a child.

She put Sarah on the chair next to her and took her son into her arms.

“Do you really want to go to Apton?”

“Yes!”

“But I think grandpa will be sad. Because his grandson wants to see the Water Drop Garden more than him.”

“Ha, I want to see grandpa too!”

Sears hugged Jamie.

“Aigoo, my cute baby!”

“M-mother!”

“Whose son can be this cute!”

Sears loosened her arms as Jamie’s face was exhausted. But her demands weren’t over.

She playfully told Jamie.

“If you want to go to Apton, kiss here.”

“M-mother?”

As Sears pointed to her lips, Jamie frowned.

Just not that, please…

‘I didn’t expect this!’

But Sears was adamant.

“Uh? If you don’t like it, don’t…”

“…”

“Do you hate this so much?”

Yes, he hated it.

But he couldn’t say that out.

‘Damn it!’

“Come on~”

At Sears urging, Jamie frowned.

He knew.

The fact that his mother would treat him like this until her request was granted.

And if he didn’t kiss, the situation would turn into a Mobius strip.

‘Okay. Let’s go.’

Jamie decided.

But it wasn’t easy.

Right! There was nothing that couldn’t be done in the word!

‘I am the great warlock Diablo Volfir!’

Smooch!

Jamie closed his eyes and kissed Sears.

‘Right, for what I need to do. This…’

Sears, who received the kiss, opened her mouth with satisfaction.

“My son’s kisses are the best!”

And Jamie escaped from her arms.

Jamie, who got down on the ground, was 7 years old.

‘Kisses at this age.’

Come to think of it, he kissed Sears a while ago.

It was in front of Ricky back then.

As he lifted his head, his eyes met with his younger sister, Sarah.

Prrr!

The sound of bubbles that she was making in her bottle by blowing air could be heard.

Feeling embarrassed, Jamie turned away.

When Sears suddenly spoke.

“But, son.”

“Huh?”

“Come to think of it, we were going there next week.”

“… huh?”

“haha. Mother has forgotten.”

“Ah ha… glad to know.”

What was the kiss for then?

Today, Jamie resented the world.

Jamie was walking out of the garden and headed back.

It was a short time, but his body was exhausted.

He thought of heading back to his room so that his messed up mind could recover.

“Jamie!”

Someone called for him.

It was Lars.

He approached Jamie.

“Where were you?”

“… tea time with mother and sister.”

“Then why do you look like that?”

“Ah. there was a reason.”

It was something he couldn’t explain.

Jamie’s head dropped.

Lars, who didn’t know why, patted his shoulders to comfort him.

“I don’t know what it was, but it will pass.”

“It will. But what about you?”

“Ah. I had something to talk with the count. It is done now.”

“Is it done?”

“Brother will leave Haiss and go to Apton next week.”

Lars smiled bitterly.

“It is sudden but my work here is done, so I need to head back.”

“I see.”

“Ricky and Anna will come with me.”

Being an apostle and saint of Pyro meant that it was bound to happen.

When Jamie remained expressionless, Lars mistook it for disappointment.

Lars grabbed Jamie’s shoulders and looked at him with the most mature face he could make.

Jamie couldn’t understand why.

“It is okay. We’ll see you soon. don’t be disappointed.”

“Huh? Disappointed?”

“I don’t know when we’ll meet, but Ricky and Anna will never forget you. Wouldn’t it be a new feeling if everyone grew up and met again?”

“what are…”

“It was short but I know that your friendship with Ricky is deep. Ricky also talked about you a bit. This is a new friendship and a good one.”

“Brother?”

“Just don’t be sad or disappointed. Cause this isn’t the end. And you will see more of me too.”

What the hell was the man talking about?

Jamie frowned and lifted Lars’ hands off his shoulder.

“I am not particularly sad.”

“Hm?”

“And we don’t have to see each other.”

“Uh. what do you mean?”

“You’ll understand when you see me later. I’ll be heading in now.”

Jamie entered the mansion.

Lars stood by the door with a blank expression.