Water Magician-Chapter 562: The Public Unveiling

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Two days after the wedding ceremony of the Sixth Prince Ryun and Princess Shio Fen.

That day would include a public unveiling to the citizens of the imperial capital, followed by a celebratory banquet held in the evening at the imperial palace.

In the morning, Ryo and Abel were each busy with their own tasks in the training grounds of the Ryusen Residence.

These were tasks they hadn’t been able to do since becoming Von Debout’s bodyguards…

Abel was practicing flying with his Flight Ring.

At first, having not practiced in a long time, his body seemed to have forgotten how to fly, and he wore an expression full of despair.

But after repeating the process again and again, his body began to remember…

“Alright!”

Though still low, he was now able to fly forward steadily.

“Abel, altitude is important too. To see the unveiling procession from here at the Ryusen Residence, you’ll probably need to get up pretty high.”

The water-attribute magician remarked, fiddling with his own Flight Ring, and had just said something quite shocking.

“…See the procession from here?”

“Yes. It sounds like it’ll be moving all around the imperial capital. If we watch from the sky above here, we might catch a glimpse as it passes nearby.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier to just go out onto the street…?”

“If a suspicious-looking swordsman like you were watching from the street, the guards might arrest you.”

“No, they wouldn’t!”

Ryo’s nonsense aside, Abel actually did want to try going up high.

To him, ‘flying’ meant soaring through the skies at great heights.

He continued practicing with complete focus.

And finally…

“Whoa…”

“You’ve risen higher than the roof of the Ryusen Residence!”

“I did it…ah—”

Abel fell.

But just before he hit the ground, he was caught by Ryo using .

“Sorry.”

“No worries. That was actually kind of dangerous. If you’d landed wrong, even that height could’ve been fatal.”

“I’ll be more careful. I noticed it suddenly tilted, but why?”

“Probably a sudden gust of wind.”

Ryo answered Abel’s question.

Previously, Ryo had analyzed the Flight Ring’s magic formula and understood that it functioned like a multi-rotor drone—lifting off using four downward air jets and controlling direction through adjusting the strength of each jet.

But with that kind of setup, a sudden gust can throw off the balance and cause instability.

If it were a drone with a nearly perfect symmetrical structure, it wouldn’t be so bad, but it’s a human flying with a flight ring.

It had to support hovering in an upright posture and forward movement while leaning forward.

The magic formula had to perform extremely complex calculations, but even so, it had its limits. frёewebnoѵēl.com

“Once you get used to it, I think you’ll be able to recover your posture even if it breaks mid-air.”

“Yeah. I’ll keep practicing.”

Abel looked delighted.

He truly seemed to enjoy flying.

What one loves, one becomes skilled at.

Abel would soon be able to fly freely.

Ryo had no doubt about that.

While the two were having lunch in the Ryusen Residence’s dining room, Wei Fon arrived.

“In about thirty minutes, the unveiling procession will pass in front of here.”

“Oh!”

“Let’s go watch it!”

But perhaps because they took their time eating before going outside.

The street was already packed with people.

“It’s because Abel ate so slowly.”

“No, it’s because you said, ‘the procession’s not going to run away,’ and got seconds on dessert.”

The magician and swordsman’s habit of blaming each other was destiny itself.

“Hey, I can see it!”

Voices could be heard from the right side of the street.

“Well, can’t be helped. Desperate times call for desperate measures.”

Saying this, Ryo returned to the Ryusen Residence grounds.

“Come on, Abel, over here.”

“Hm? What for?”

“We’re going to watch the procession from above. ”

As Ryo chanted, a thick—very thick—icicle about four meters in diameter rose from beneath their feet, lifting the two of them three meters into the air.

From there, they could see over the wall of the Ryusen Residence and onto the street.

“Ooh, not bad.”

“Right? It’s a bit conspicuous, so I wanted to avoid this if possible, but oh well. I couldn’t let Abel lose face.”

“My face? What’re you talking about?”

“Because by Princess Shio Fen’s side, her maid Mifa will definitely be there, right? Since you’re her master, you need to witness your disciple’s big moment properly.”

“…Is that so?”

Ryo explained passionately, and although Abel didn’t fully understand, he accepted it.

He did want to see Mifa doing her best.

“Wow.”

“So extravagant.”

At the head of the procession was a large flag with gold trim.

It was either the national flag of Darwei or the imperial flag…

More followed, dressed in dazzling, ornate garments; then came armored military officers…and finally…

“There’s Prince Ryun and Princess Shio Fen!”

“They look good together.”

Ryo spoke excitedly, and Abel nodded with a smile.

Prince Ryun’s attire was based on white, with light blue accents.

Princess Shio Fen’s outfit was similarly white-based, but accented with soft pink.

Both were beautiful—but side by side, they truly shone.

Beside the float that carried the prince and princess walked their attendants— and among them was Mifa.

“Mifa looks beautiful too!”

“Yeah, she’s doing her job well.”

Wearing a maid outfit in shades of pink, Mifa remained vigilant of her surroundings.

Mifa’s gaze briefly caught sight of two people beyond the wall.

“Abel-sensei? Ryo-sama?”

Abel was smiling kindly.

Ryo was waving.

It seemed to be them.

Mifa gave a small bow.

That slight movement caught Princess Shio Fen’s attention.

She, too, spotted the two.

“Truly amusing individuals.”

She murmured with a small smile.

Prince Ryun noticed her smile but didn’t know the reason.

And so, the procession passed on.

“Wow, that was amazing. No surprise, considering it was an official unveiling.”

“It’s surprisingly exhausting to be under constant watch.”

Ryo gave an innocent impression, while Abel spoke of the difficulty of being the one on display.

Apparently, Abel had experienced quite a lot in his time as a king.

“When we return to the kingdom, you’ll have to do an unveiling procession too, Abel.”

“Huh…?”

“You need to show yourself to the people every once in a while!”

“What’s that supposed to mean…?”

“Like: Behold! Abel the First!”

“…”

Ryo seemed to be seriously planning some kind of public presentation.

“Maybe you should fly through the sky while you’re at it!”

“No, I can only fly using the Flight Ring in this region— ‘Chuo Chuang’, where the imperial capital is located.”

“Oh right, they did mention that before…”

They’d learned that while traveling with the Roche Ten group.

“I should focus on that and analyze it more…”

Ryo began mumbling to himself again.

Abel shook his head slightly.

Then…

“Hmph.”

He jumped off the .

Watching that, Ryo muttered:

“Flying Swordsman Abel… the evolved form of Starving Swordsman Abel… but still, nothing beats the impact of ‘The Starving Swordsman’. A shame.”

Flying Swordsman Abel wasn’t just about flight.

“Ryo, did you say something?”

Apparently, his hearing was sharp too.

“N-no, nothing at all! Just keep working on flying freely, okay?”

“Yeah, leave it to me.”

Abel responded cheerfully, paying no mind to Ryo’s evasion.

To fly through the sky—

It might be a primal, instinctive desire that humanity has carried since the beginning.

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