"But he's very smart, isn't he?
How long has he been visiting me since he remembers my name?"
“Right?
He understands everything I say now, even though his pronunciation is not clear.
He responds and follows instructions well...”
She didn't mention it directly, but Yasiris's face, which suddenly became full of words, said: “Isn't my child a genius?” Lina looked at her with amusement.
A calm and elegant woman speaks in a low voice about her pride in her child...
“Typical mother.”
"What?"
“Nothing, it's a nice view.”
Lena shrugged her shoulders and changed the subject.
“Anyway, I came to tell you that I won't be able to come for a while.
It may change, but take it as such for now.”
“You don't come very often.”
"I mean I won't be back for years unless something big happens.
I have busy things."
"Years?
What's going on?"
“Something like that.”
Yasiris looked calmly at Lena, who was locked in her secrets.
The rare visitor never told her what she was doing.
She was an extremely powerful yet unknown person in the world, and although she lived in hiding, she moved around a lot.
Everything about it was strange.
“I won't tell you even if you look at me like that.”
“…I didn’t pressure you.”
“I know, but your face looks like that.”
Lena laughed and handed Michael back to Yasiris.
“By the time I return, Michael will have grown enough, right?
I'm already excited about the idea of the harvest.”
“Oh?”
“Lina...”
"What?
I'm just telling the truth."
Yasiris sighed with a smile at Lena's sarcasm as she teased Michael.
Why should you say something annoying when you'll be gone for a long time?
But this suits Lena.
Yasiris shook her head and said goodbye.
“Okay, stay well.
I’ll wait for you.”
“Before I go, take this.”
Lina fiddled in her pocket and suddenly took out something.
It was a small ring delicately set with blue sapphires that looked like the eyes of Yasiris.
“A gift.
Wear it daily if possible.”
"Oh, my God."
Yasiris was surprised by the unexpected gift.
Since arriving here, she had received supplies for housekeeping, but this was the first time she had received something so valuable as a gift from Lina.
I should have prepared something too.
Although the sudden farewell made preparation impossible, Yasiris felt both gratitude and regret, so she lowered her eyebrows.
She carefully held the ring and smiled shyly.
“Thank you, Lena.
I am always in your debt.”
"Nothing big.
Now, I'm really leaving!"
“Lena!”
"Goodbye, Michael!
Grow well while I'm gone!"
Lina waved enthusiastically and left the hut without waiting for a response.
Her face, which had tightened slightly when she turned around, looked sullen.
Even though she ignored it, breaking through the village barrier with someone else's magic was dangerous.
Especially since she would be gone for a long time, the word “so far” came out automatically.
But Lena took no action.
As soon as she confirmed the remaining mana waves, she immediately knew who it belonged to.
“You've become so bold, Ehis.”
You dared to spy inside the checkpoint without my permission.
Lina clicked her tongue and flew into the air.
The fact that the other party was the wise one made breaching the barrier almost inevitable.
“…but it hurts my pride.”
But there is no need to repair the barrier now.
He won't do anything suddenly.
Lena thought simply and flew towards her destination.
After giving Yasiris a magic tool as a precaution, there was no reason to delay any longer.
She also had a purpose in life.
Kazan remained frozen, his hand still on the crystal ball that had lost its luster.
He doubted that he was seeing hallucinations even inside the magic instrument, but after thinking many times, it was a reality.
Yasiris was alive.
You breathe, you talk, and you even laugh.
The scene was so unreal that he didn't realize he was holding his breath.
He lost himself in her contemplation with fascinated eyes, and did not notice the child beside her until too late.
"Michael."
She called him that.
A child with red eyes, as if they were inherited from him.
Kazan felt nauseous and tingling in his body.
He wanted to scratch his heart until it bled, to scream, to cry, to laugh.
Happiness, sadness, and anger swept through his mind uncontrollably.
Is this the feeling of mixing up and swallowing all human emotions?
He couldn't tell what he was feeling.
He had known he was crazy for a long time, but he had not expected to fail in pure joy at the confirmation of Yasiris's survival.
No, he was definitely happy.
There is no greater joy than this.
But when he saw Yasiris living happily and unharmed, a truth pierced his mind.
So, Yasiris is not dead.
“I left.”
She abandoned me.
“She ran away from me...”
Kazan held his head as if to pluck and muttered.
Intermittent laughter burst out unconsciously.
She ran away, gave birth to a child, and raised him alone.
With a calm face.
Without me. safely.
While I was going crazy and collapsing, you were...
'Of course I'm happy.
Because I don't see you anymore, Your Majesty.'
His movements suddenly stopped at an phantom voice.
He clenched his fists until his veins showed.
'Are you coming to look for me?
To push me into the abyss again?'
“Sari.”
'Didn't you say you'd be satisfied with knowing that I was alive?'
“I...”
'That was a lie too.
Well, you've never been honest with me, have you?
You say you love me while you hate me like this.'
Kazan opened his mouth feeling suffocated.
He slowly raised his head, and Yasiris faced him, eyes as gloomy and weary as they had been before she disappeared.
It was the opposite of what he had just seen of her in reality.
Expression, tone, atmosphere.
Kazan realized that the difference was his presence or absence.
'Don't come.
Unless you want me to kill you myself.'
“Sari.”
Yasiris did not answer his call, but dissipated in the air.
Kazan unconsciously extended his hand into the void, then clenched his hand tightly.
Now that he knew that Yasiris was alive, he no longer needed hallucinations.
Nor to cling to her random whispers.
Even if they were words the real Yasiris might say.
“How can I leave you?”
I will go to you.
Whether you want to kill me or not, I have to see you alive again.
Then, after that…
Kazan looked at his hand expressionlessly.
He had not yet thought about what would happen next.
Or rather, he couldn't think.
First, his goal was to meet Yasiris, so he got up from his place.
“Liz, Michael, Lena.”
To see a short moment at the end of breakfast, he got a lot of information.
Yasiris's dyed hair, her nickname, the child's features and name, and a mysterious woman who appears to be her assistant.
This was enough to find her with the power of the Empire, but one thing bothered him.
“Golden eyes.”
Kazan remembered the look she gave him right before the crystal ball went off.
They were not ordinary human eyes with their golden flow.
As was known, there was only one person on the continent who had golden eyes.
“But the wise man is a man.”
Al-Hakim, Ehis.
A man suddenly appeared and took control of the Magic Tower.
He had been occupying the seat of the Tower Master for over a hundred years, and he was the owner of this crystal ball.
“So, if we don't return her immediately, our relationship with the Magic Tower might deteriorate.
I hope it will be useful to Your Majesty after the trouble of borrowing it.”
Kazan remembered Temesyan's warnings and placed his hand on the crystal ball again.
As he heard, it only seemed to work once per person, as the semi-transparent glass showed no change.
“I must visit the Magic Tower.”
Al-Hakim's family has never been heard of, but the truth often differs from rumours.
If Lina was related to the Hakim, it would be easier to find her, and if not, he could ask him about the last use of the ball.
That would be much easier than searching for a character strong enough to break through the Sage's magic himself.