A Returner’s Magic Should Be Special - Novel Chapter 59

A Returner’s Magic Should Be Special Novel

Chapter 59 For the People (3)

October 15th.

A  party  was  organized  after  all   the  Shadow  Worlds  were successfully subjugated. It was a long-time tradition to celebrate subjugations with a party and Hebrion Academy classes were on break as well. During this time, students and teachers alike were in a festive mood. Many people were gathered at the party hall and,  in  the  middle  of  all  of  it,  students  were  dancing  while musicians set the mood with their music.

Within this boisterous event, a woman walked silently into the party hall  largely unnoticed. Those that manage to catch a glimpse  were  enthralled  by  her  beauty.   This  woman,  with flowing  pale  blonde  hair,  scanned  the  interior  of  the  hall quickly.

Ajest   Kingscrown.   A   woman   exuding   a   chilling   aura   of classiness. Several people attempted to start a conversation with her,  but  she  slipped  gracefully  away  with  short  and  polite responses.   Having   experienced   parties   hosted   by   Professor Nifleka   before,   she   already   knew   how   those   conversations would go.

Originally, she didn't have any interest in attending this kind of   party,   as   she   hated   parties.   Attracting   attention   from strangers and being forced to mingle with them was exhausting. However, there was a reason that Ajest had chosen to attend this party and, once she found the person she was looking for, she quickly made her way towards her target. As she got closer, she could hear his voice get gradually louder.

"Why don't you try dancing too?"

"Don't even joke about that. I don't know how to dance."

"I can teach you how to dance, Mister Desir."

"You   should   at   least   learn   the   basics,   Desir,"   said   Ajest, interrupting their small talk. Desir's party all turned to face her.

"Ah, you've come."

"Good evening, Miss Ajest."

"You took your sweet time."

They exchanged brief greetings before Ajest sat down in the last remaining seat.  She was seated directly across from Desir, who handed her a glass.

"Ajest, your efforts in the Shadow World were invaluable. We couldn't have cleared it without you."

"You praise me too much," replied Ajest as she accepted the glass.  She honestly felt that the praise was overstated.  All  she did was rout the barbarians. Of course, such a thing was made easy because of her high skill level, but Ajest felt that the issue could still have been resolved by Desir's party without her.

"It is you that should be praised."

Ajest's opinion of Desir grew a level  higher after this ordeal. She   was   not   aware   of   his   abilities   beyond   what   she   had personally  witnessed  during  the  promotional  exam,  but  Desir had  managed  to  subjugate  the  Shadow  World  without  even utilizing his ability to analyze magic.  He instead displayed the ability to gather the information laid out before him and use it to  produce  exceptional  results.  This  ability  not  only  allowed

him to see through his opponent's strategy and dismantle it, but also see through other people's intentions and influence them to his benefit.

'Not only that...' Ajest thought about Wilhelm Evernatten. He was  a  man  who  was  broken  once,  but  managed  to  rise  once again. He was truly a respectable figure. A man who lived for his people.

'That's  a  characteristic  that  I  need  to  learn  as  the  future empress.'

Ajest wondered what she might have done in Wilhelm's shoes, but  eventually  shook  her  head  in  resignation.  Certainly,  she would not have acted as Desir did. Ajest took a sip from her glass in resignation before noticing that the beverage tasted funny.

"...Did they put out plum tea for this party?"

"No, I brewed it myself.  I put a lot of effort into preparing it...what do you think?"

"That's a bit random, Desir."

"Why?  You  said  you  wanted  to  taste  the  one  I  made  in  the Shadow  World,  so  I  tried  to  make  it  here...Why?  Is  it  not  to your taste?"

'He...remembered?' Ajest's eyes grew wide. She could feel her normally steady heart beat faster. However, she was not angry or engaged in combat.

'What is this feeling?' [1]

Ajest couldn't figure it out and ended up shaking her head in frustration.

"No, it's quite good."

Romantica  watched  the  pair  during  their  exchange  with  an unsatisfied expression before nudging Pram.  Pram understood her intent and quickly spoke up, disrupting the atmosphere.

"M-mister Desir! S-so...how is the Artifact?"

Artifact.  Upon  hearing  this  word,  Desir  looked  down  at  his hand. The Armament of Toa was an artifact in the form of a pair of gloves with undecipherable runes etched onto its backside. Desir's party had received the Armament of Toa and a 4th level magic crystal as a reward from the Shadow World.

'I remember that the original reward was only the Armament of Toa.'

This could have been because they had managed to clear the Shadow  World  using  a  better  method  than  the  original  party used  in  Desir's  past.   As  the  party's  rep,  Desir  declared  the Armament of Toa to Student Services and bound the artifact to himself.  He sold the bonus magic crystal  to the Magic Tower and used the money to pay for transportation fees and taxes.

Desir attempted to distribute the rewards equally afterwards. However,  deciding  ownership  of  artifacts  was  not  as  easy  as splitting   money.   He   explained   that   the   Armament   of   Toa increased the absolute amount mana capacity and why he would benefit  from  it  the  most,  but  the  others  agreed  with  him  so readily that he wondered if his explanation was even necessary.

They  were  all  supportive  of  his  decision:  Ajest  had  a  large mana pool  innately, Pram didn't need it at all  as a swordsman,

while Desir had helped Romantica rise up to the third circle.In the end, it was decided that Desir would take the artifact and the money would be split among the rest.

"I haven't tried using higher grade magic yet, but I think it'll be fine," replied Desir.

"What  do  you  think  would  have  been  different  if  the  Holy Kingdom didn't fall  to the Shadow World?" asked Romantica, steering the conversation towards another topic.

"There's   no   point   thinking   about   what   could've   been, Romantica."

"But  aren't  you  curious?  A  powerful  country  like  the  Holy Kingdom fell to the Shadow World because of such a ridiculous reason. If the kingdom hadn't fallen so pitifully, things might be different now."

The Shadow World that Desir's party entered revolved around the Holy Kingdom during its economic decline and it had met its demise before history was first recorded.  Before this economic decline, it was known that the Holy Kingdom of Artemis had acted as a shield against Shadow Worlds for various kingdoms

and had put in a lot of effort into clearing the Shadow Worlds afflicting  other  kingdoms.  Once  the  Holy  Kingdom  fell,  the continent slowly began to be swallowed by the Shadow World as others failed to fill their shoes. The other kingdoms realized the important role played by the Holy Kingdom and began setting up  organizations  to  face  the  Shadow  World,  leading  to  the creation of the Hebrion Academy in the Hebrion Kingdom and the  Abron  Corporation  in  the  Western  Alliance  of  Kingdoms. Unfortunately, it was too late for the Holy Kingdom itself and, by  the  time  these  organizations  were  created,  much  of  the continent had already been shrouded within the dark fog.

"Nothing is for certain, but if Wilhelm Evernatten managed to turn the Holy Kingdom around, half of the continent might not have been swallowed by the Shadow World."

The Holy Kingdom existed before the development of magic. The  strength  of  Knights  defined  its  existence  as  a  military powerhouse.  In the present, swordsmanship had fallen out of favour and magic had taken its place. However, Knights held a symbolic importance to the Holy Kingdom. If the Holy Kingdom had not fallen and their swordsmanship was allowed to develop to the present time, the Knights might have been instrumental in subjugating the Shadow Labyrinth as well.

As  his  thoughts  reached  this  conclusion,  Desir  felt  a  bitter

taste in his mouth.

"I  still  can't  believe  that  the  Church  of  Artemis  has  such  a history," said Pram, adding his own thoughts to the conversation.   The  Holy  Kingdom  was  the  birthplace  of  the present  day  Church  of  Artemis.  After  the  Holy  Kingdom  fell, their  headquarters  within  the  Alliance  of  Western  Kingdoms doubled  their  efforts,  leading  to  an  age  of  prosperity  for  the church.  In the present day, they even had followers outside of the Alliance borders. Though they did not have the militaristic strength  of  the  Hebrion  Kingdom  or  the  Alliance  of  Western Kingdoms  itself,  they  possessed  significant  political  influence across the entire continent.

"The Church of Artemis probably hoped their history would fade  away  like  the  Holy  Kingdom,"  said  Desir  with  a  smirk. Historically, those within the territory had continued to suffer until   half  the  continent  had  been  overrun  by  the  Shadow World. Countless kingdoms disappeared without a trace, as they existed  prior  to  the  development  of  printing  technology  and appreciation  for  history.   This  included  the  Holy  Kingdom, which neglected historical records to the chagrin of those in the present.  Clearing the Shadow World helped to fill  these blank pages in the annals of history. From their mission, Desir's party had managed to discover important details within the history of the  Holy  Kingdom  and  the  reason  behind  its  fall.  His  party's name will be added to any books referencing this incident. This

served to further raise his party's infamy.

"...Don't say that.  We're here to celebrate our achievements, aren't  we?"  complained  Romantica,  bringing  attention  to  the fact that they were simply sitting in their seats during a party.

"I'm  not  sure  who  started  this  conversation,  but  aren't  we having a good time already?"

"Well,   I'm   just   saying   that   we   should   go   out   and   do something,"  replied  Romantica,  shyly  looking  back  and  forth between Desir and the dancers in the center of the party hall. However, it was Ajest that took the initiative this time.

"Since  she  mentioned  it,  how  about  we  go  and  dance  for  a song, Desir?"

Pram's jaw dropped.  All  he could do was stare at Ajest.  The colour drained from Romantica's face as she could only look on while her target was snatched right before her eyes.

"I   told   you   before,   I   can't   dance,"   replied   Desir.   At   his response,   Romantica   could   feel   some   colour   return   to   her


"I'm saying that I can teach you how to dance," laughed Ajest, "I don't know what your ambitions are but, as you become more famous,   there   will   be   more   parties   to   attend.   When   that happens,  you  can't  just  refuse  every  invitation  to  dance,  can you?" Ajest found it funny that she, a person who hated parties, was extending an invitation to dance.

"W-wait a minute!" shouted Romantica as Ajest directed Desir towards the center of the party hall.

"She got one on you," said Pram, indicating that her shouts were futile.

"...You might be right," said Desir, "it might be good to learn for  the  future  events  to  come."  He  accepted  Ajest's  line  of reasoning and accepted her invitation.  As Desir relented, Ajest felt  a  strange  sense  of  giddiness.  For  the  first  time,  she  was thankful  for  all  the  frustrating  dancing  lessons  that  she  was forced to take as a member of royalty.

"I'll warn you now. I really can't dance."

"I'll lead. Just read my movements."

"It's not like this is a battle..."

"Don't take it lightly. In society, dancing is not much different than fighting."

"...In any case, I leave myself in your care. I promise to study diligently."

Within the crowd of dancers in the center of the party hall, Ajest and Desir's hands met.

"We'll start at the same time on the count of three."

"One." Ajest began to slowly move her feet.

"Two." Desir also began to move his feet and their eyes met as the next song, a waltz, struck its opening chord.




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