I Became the Villain's Master - Chapter 107
Chapter 107
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“I wanted to show it to my mistress. My past, which I haven’t told anyone.”
Kiris’ voice echoed in my ears.
It felt like a bird that had been locked in an iron cage for a long time was flapping its wings and starting to move.
Flutter-
The world turned upside down, and I was standing in a dark alleyway.
“This is where I’ve been since I was a child.”
Kiris quietly took my hand. It was warm, but I felt a cold atmosphere and nodded.
It’s broad daylight, but it’s dark and the smell of blood and stench stings my nose.
Back alley.
Just as there is darkness when there is light, the back alley seemed to be in charge of darkness.
“Get him!”
Clatter, clatter-
Someone shouted, and a child was being chased.
He looked about ten years old.
The child, who was skinny from malnutrition, was holding something in his hand and running with all his might.
It seemed he had been caught pickpocketing.
“Huff… huff…”
The child, who had been gasping for breath, finally tripped over something and fell forward.
Thud-
The trash can next to him overturned, and the debris covered the child.
“Ugh. Is this little brat already showing his skills? Do you want to die?”
Thud-
And the man who followed him beat the child indiscriminately.
“Ugh! Huff…”
The child curled up and endured the violence, and the man who had vented his anger got up, spitting.
“Dirty bastard. If you don’t want to die, you’d better live like a dead rat.”
The man left, and the child, left alone, lay still with empty eyes until the pain subsided.
“….”
His silver hair was so dirty that it was impossible to tell its color, and his dead-looking red eyes showed no hope.
His face, which had been hit earlier, was swollen, and it was covered in blood and bruises.
Thud, thud-
The sound of someone approaching was heard, but the child did not move a muscle.
The footsteps stopped in front of the child.
“I was drawn here by the powerful magic… It’s you.”
“….”
“What’s your name?”
At the voice of the man with the robe turned inside out, the child moved his dead eyes and looked at the man.
“….”
“Then I’ll give you a name. You’re Kiris from now on.”
The man held out his hand to the child and spoke softly.
“Kiris. Will you take my hand?”
“….”
“Who are you to give me a name?”
“I’m someone who will help you.”
At the man’s words, curiosity flickered in his red eyes and then faded.
“There were many people who said that. But they all just used me. They beat me and threatened me because I didn’t have parents.”
“I’m different from them.”
“….”
“How can I believe that?”
As the man flicked his finger, the child’s clothes, which were covered in filth, were instantly cleaned.
“Now you look more human. It’s better to get treatment at the temple. Can you take my hand?”
The child, his eyes wide, seemed not to know what he had just seen.
“What was that just now…”
“It’s magic. You’ll learn it soon.”
“….”
His vigilance was slightly weaker than before.
“I’ll wait until you take my hand.”
The man remained still, his hand still outstretched.
How much time had passed?
When the child cautiously took his hand, the man smiled.
“I’m a mage. I’m taking you because I need you, so don’t worry.”
And the background changed.
The dark alleyway disappeared, and what filled its place was-
“Yes. You are now a member of the Magic Tower. I recognized your talent, and since I am the Tower Lord, no one can object. Take it.”
The man handed the child a robe that fit him perfectly and smiled faintly.
“….”
“I will work hard. Sir Ethos.”
Kiris, who had gained weight and had a promising appearance compared to when he was in the back alley, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
“Yes. That’s a good attitude. That’s how you can be called my disciple.”
Ethos laughed heartily and was pleased, and the scene shifted again.
Kiris, who had grown a little taller, looked down at the floor with a depressed expression, and Ethos looked down at him.
“You seem troubled.”
“Yes. I finally found my parents… but…”
Kiris bit his lip with an expressionless face.
“I never dreamed that they would find out that I had entered the Magic Tower and use me.”
A large hand covered Kiris’ head with a thud.
“Kiris.”
“….”
“I am your teacher, but I am also your father. Can you call people who ran away because they couldn’t pay their gambling debts parents?”
A warm voice sympathized with his sadness.
“Don’t worry, I’m here. I’m your father.”
He was seen clinging to his chest and shaking his shoulders, and time passed.
“I don’t have much time left.”
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