I Grabbed the Tyrant’s Heart - Chapter 212
Even now, Ber hadn’t changed much, and he could get straight to the point.
“Bernaldi, do you know what the prophecy is?”
“Didn’t Ciel tell you?”
“What’s it about?”
Ber, rarely seen troubled, then refused to divulge.
“If Ciel hasn’t told you, I can’t be the one to explain it.”
“In that case, if anything I say matches, just confirm it. It’s okay since I found it out myself, right?”
Ber nodded.
“Could it be that I’m the one who started this war? That I led the Emperor of the Northern Empire to make a pact with the devil, becoming the main cause of the massacre…”
“Hahaha!”
“Ber?”
“It’s not anything that grand.”
Ber, laughing so hard he held his stomach, wiped the tears from his eyes.
“It’s very simple, and if you knew, you might be upset. It’s quite ordinary.”
“Is that… so?”
“Yes. It’s so simple that someone like you, who’s been troubled by it, might find it absurd.”
“It’s fine as long as I’m not becoming a continent’s butcher.”
I thought my fate was to stain the continent with blood and become the one to offer Tess’s body to the devil.
“Lastly, is it related to the devil?”
“No.”
The answer was clear.
“It’s only about you. Only you, Euseniel Hardland, and it will only happen to you.”
Seeing me let out a quiet sigh of relief, Ber picked up his teacup.
“I can understand why your father is worried. Even we can’t be sure of our young ones. Newborns can be killed by human knights.”
He took a sip of tea and raised his eyebrows, clearly enjoying it.
“But you’re strong enough. You might be dissatisfied with the circumstances at times, but you’re not one to give up easily.”
“Haha.”
“If you hadn’t been able to overcome my training and were cast out, even if Ciel begged, I would have ignored it.”
After a moment of looking into the distance, he suddenly announced.
“This time, it will be magic. It’s late today, so we’ll continue tomorrow. As usual.”
The next day, before sunrise, Ber came out stretching in front of the entrance. I headed to the training grounds for magic practice.
“Hmm…”
Ber looked around and then placed his hand on top of my head. He still treated me like a child, but I remained still.
“The scent of magic is strong, so I was wondering. Your magical power has really increased.”
“That might be why I keep failing to control the amount.”
“That’s because you’re trying to handle magic the human way. Your magical power has surpassed that of a human. Even compared to elves who have more magic than humans, it’s the same.”
I had expected this when I could use 7th-grade magic in one go, but getting confirmation made me feel good.
“Spells designed for the average human’s magical capacity don’t suit you. They require extremely precise control, which is beyond you and also inefficient.”
As I pondered what to do, Ber offered a solution.
“Alright, I’ll teach you how a dragon uses magic.”
Without a moment’s pause, Ber started the lesson.
“Instead of using a spell, imagine the image. Don’t cast a spell to cut this tree, just visualize cutting it in half.”
As I imagined the tree splitting in two, it immediately leaned over and fell. Bernaldi clapped, saying I did well on the first try.
“This method is much faster. Using spells with your mouth can’t compare. It seems you used a similar method when you blew up the kirapt before. You must have instinctively realized it.”
Ah, I had focused on gathering magic at one point and then exploding it.
“As expected of my disciple.”
The dragon, who had been pleased on his own, spoke with a somewhat subdued tone.
“You are my only disciple.”
The Ber I saw again was certainly different from the cheerful and lively one of the past.
“Ber, did you come to watch me use magic?”
The man with green hair, standing firmly in the white snow, gave a knowing smile. It was a positive response.
“Is this related…to the prophecy? Is that why you also taught me swordsmanship?”
“No. As I said yesterday, the prophecy and I have no relation. It’s just that…”
“…”
“It seems I’ve become attached.”
Ber had an unexpectedly wise smile for his young appearance.
“I hope the prophecy does not come to pass.”
What on earth is this prophecy about?
“I heard about what you did in the land of the fairies. Isn’t that right, Euel? Even dragons wouldn’t dare use that mirror.”
“…”
“Since you achieved the impossible, I hope you can make the impossible possible again.”
Ber, who had appeared suddenly, left a few days later without a trace, as if he was just a midsummer night’s dream.
“What’s with that, Ber? He just appeared out of nowhere and then disappeared just as quickly.”
I subtly asked, observing Gael, who was grumbling about not having had a proper farewell.
“Why? Are you upset?”
“Of course. I thought we were pretty close.”
“Wasn’t it really because you wanted to see Ber’s face again?”
“Ugh, no!”
My younger sister’s cheeks were quite red from the outburst.
Would it be better if she liked Ber? I can’t exactly ask Tess to let his younger brother go. Especially since Tess’s younger brother is…
“So why did Ber come here? Just to see Sister?”
The word ‘just’ made me defend myself without thinking.
“He had visited County Daidi before. It seemed like he came to fulfill his promise to visit.”
“Hmm.”
My younger sister nodded lightly, as usual.
What on earth is this prophecy that made my parents so openly discriminate between Gael and me, and that my sister is also feeling it?
Confused, I headed to the garden where the radiata, who always seemed to grow during times of turmoil, was.
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