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Return of The 8th Class Mage-Chapter 241
Chapter 241
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Ianâs bedroom was the same after nine years, and there was not even any dust. Someone had to have taken care of the room, and everything would have been looked over by his mother.
âShe has waited long.â
Ian murmured sadly, as he had not known that it would take such a long time.
âIt may have been a good thing that he had been given concession.â
Ian had tried to tie truly the last knot, and he had wanted to give back this body to the original owner of this body, who Ian had pushed away when he came back in time. Actually, he had no desire to but would have done so to return everything back to normal.
Since the final spirit was also Ian and had been sleeping while being attuned to Ianâs life, Ian thought there would not be any problem. However...
[Please, live your life.]
A surprising answer came back from the spirit, and the original owner of Ianâs body spoke like the world tired him.
[Iâm worn out just by looking at your life and attitude, and how can you make me live that life. Stop saying nonsense! Iâll just watch from here.]
Ian thought that was simple, surprising, and understandable since this was his second life. Ian had thought that he had made a perfect life, but it seemed to be not the case.
[Itâs the same here. I can see what you see, my thoughts seem to be yours, what angers you angers me, and I like what you like, and... Whew! Just, live your life so you wonât tire me out, all right?]
The spirit spoke on and closed his eyes while burying himself in the pink pillar with finality.
âWell...â
Ian had returned to his second life after that, and again, the interval was the problem. There seemed to have been many changes during those nine years.
âWhere to begin...â
Ian looked at the mirror, and he saw that he had become a man over time.
âLook at this pale face...â
While his body was healthy due to magic, his motherâs care, and other factors, his skinâs sickly paleness was notable.
âHmm...â
Ian thought things over, like how to greet someone after nine years. Ian had come back after solving a problem that was unfathomable to others.
âNo, since the situation has become like this, I need a more dramatic entrance...â
It was quite childish of a magician who would remain perhaps the greatest magician of all time. However, it also signaled that Ian finally felt free from all of his burdens of the past.
***
âHey, come here for a minute!â
It was a dark night at the road to the Mogrian lands when some loud noises rang.
â......â
The two men on the road covered their entire bodies with cloth, but it was clear that one was big and the other was thin.
âHey! Donât you have ears?â
A horde of men was shouting at the two, and it was also evident what their occupation was.
âIs he talking to us?â
âI believe he is.â
The big man answered in a deep voice to the thin manâs murmur. It seemed from the conversation that the smaller man was of higher class.
âWell, is that so...â
The thin man took out a staff bent at ninety degrees from his waist at the big manâs answer.
âI should answer then, right?â
âPerhaps so.â
âHow tiresome.â
The thin man shook his head and span the staff. It would become clear in a second what the object was for.
âWell, anyway.â
The thin man took off the cloth that had covered his head, and platinum gold hair rustled in the wind.
âI had no intention of passing by.â
âNeither do I.â
The big man also took out a sharp sword from his waist, and it seemed like a legendary weapon.
âRest, as I will solve this myself. We can wander about like this for only a few more days.â
âNo, itâs dangerous.â
âCreating moments like that is pure embarrassment for a guard...â
âMen grow on such moments.â
A man with platinum blond hair and a strange staff would be Hayden Greenriver, and he now walked up to the thieves. Why was the crown prince be going through such a path?
âHmm! Have you called on me, sirs?â
He even politely greeted the thieves, who were way below his station and person.
âYes. Come closer.â
Hayden followed that order, and the thieves could not see his face as the torches were extinguished to incite fear.
âWhat about your companion?â
âAh, my friend is timid despite his size, and I came instead. What do you need?â
The crown prince asked in an innocent tone while describing Oliver Raywood, the greatest knight in his kingdom, as a coward.
âYou can guess.â
âI donât know much...â
âYou need to pay a fee to pass.â
âYes?â
âHave you gone deaf? A fee.â
âAh...a fee.â
âYes.â
âSo...a fee...hmm...â
The crown prince acted like he was confused while activating the boom stick. For the past nine years, Hayden had wandered about the world with Oliver to see and think about things. He found small joy in playing the role of a vigilante in the process.
âAh, my poor people.â
âWhat...â
âHow about paying the price for your crimes?â
The crown prince shot the boom stick with amazing speed and grace.
âWhat...?!â
Everything was over in an instant. The entire horde was on the ground except for the one who had spoken about the fee.
âAh...!â
âDonât worry, your friends are not dead. While you have committed sin, how can I kill you with my own hands? Itâs just not done.â
The crown prince spoke in a serious tone, and he placed the boom stick back to his waist. Siram had created many kinds of boom sticks after seeing Haydenâs prowess in the Eastern Plains, and he had just used one that shot bullets that put people to sleep.
âI will persecute your crimes, and you may avoid death if there is a possibility of redemption. Think carefully.â
The crown prince took out another staff, and it was much larger than the original boom stick, to the extent that Hayden had to hold it with both hands.
âWe have all night.â
The crown prince aimed the long boom stick, and something blue came out of its end. It was evident that the blue material was not to attack or put people under its influence. Instead, mana threads spread like a spiderâs web to cover the entire horde of men.
âPeople...? Wait...â
However, the awake thief was busy guessing who the crown prince was as the web started to tie his group up.
âThe crown prince...who defeated ogres with a weird staff...â
âOgres? Yes, I did. The entire clan came out, and Oliver had to take care of them... Ah, that big coward is Oliver. You must have heard the name Oliver Raywood.â
âAhhhh!â
The crown prince and Oliver Raywood? The thiefâs eyes widened. He had just wanted some money or to relieve stress by beating some guys up.
âWhatâs...all this?â
âYou should have led a better life. How can you steal in such a peaceful reign? There are so many jobs waiting for a healthy man like you.â
The crown prince shook his head as the nation was under the greatest reign in history at the moment. The harvest was rich, there were no wars, and jobs abounded from the bustling trade and projects. Why would a man steal at a time like this?
âYour highness, I have brought firewood.â
Oliver had gathered wood while the crown prince had taken care of the thieves and scolded them.
âYouâre fast.â
âYour highness was slow.â
âYou rebel much these days.â
âWith all due respect, I have always guarded you in the same manner. You are the one who had turned negative due to the fact you will soon be sitting on the throne.â
âWell, if this is not a rebellion...â
The crown prince grumbled as he took out a boom stick that was about the usual size. It let out flames, which was useful for lighting fire.
âLetâs rest here for the day. Of course, you will have to stay guard all night. How can you sleep when your emperor sleeps?â
âI can sense anything approaching from several thousand steps while I sleep, which means that staying up all night is not necessary.â
âYes, you really are the greatest knight of Greenriver! Dragonslayer! Sir Oliver Raywood!â
âIt warms my heart that you know.â
Hayden prepared for the night with the expression that he gave up, and Oliver helped the process.
âHowever, why am I being coronated when father is healthy? I thought it would take at least ten years.â
âSince his majestyâs will is that strong, how can we go against him?â
âThat is correct, but...â
The crown prince faced his coronation as emperor after nine years. The current emperor was not dead and was even healthy. It was the emperorâs will that had decided on the crown princeâs coronation.
âAbdication is too much. This is unprecedented in our empireâs history.â
âThere have been such incidents...â
âBut they were only political tools.â
Hayden spoke as he chewed on dried meat. He had called Vanessaâs pie dirt but was now able to eat rations.
âIâm happy since this means that Father believes in me and I am prepared, but...â
âYou feel the responsibility?â
âResponsibility...It seems heavy and suffocating a bit...â
Terry Greenriver, the current emperor, refused to stay in his position despite his health. His desire to step back was shown in the planned coronation of a new emperor.
âIt would be nice if Ian were here at a moment like this, but heâs still not awake. Well, he is clearly alive...â
Oliver remained silent at Haydenâs sad tone, as he could not do anything but sympathize.
âWell, he will wake up one day before I die.â
They had been silent for a while, but the crown prince came back to his usual self. While he had seemed childish, Hayden had matured enough that Terry Greenriver deemed that he could become emperor.
âWell, this is the last time we can travel like this. Weâve had some fun, havenât we?â
âYes, I will remember for the rest of my life.â
Oliver nodded at the crown princeâs question. Hayden smiled. The past nine years had been joyful, except for a sleeping Ian. He murmured as he went through his memories.
âAll right, letâs rest and go to Mogrianâs castle tomorrow. My father-in-law will participate in the coronation, and we can ride that private airship since we have come so far.â