Hail had a really annoyed face.
“Ah, it’s just that even though I tried to do something, she didn’t really want anything, so at that time, I counted as not being properly compensated. That’s why, among the things she desperately wanted, if there was something that I could do with the authority I had, I made it happen.”
That was how you found your memory.
Hail added that.
Cassian felt hurt and bitter at the same time. Returning to the office, Cardel also sat next to him as if he had heard the story a while ago.
“Probably because of the portrait.”
“Hmm?”
“Father was always worried that it would make mother unsure of her mind.”
Cassian reproached himself for his past actions and clenched his fists tightly.
What should he really do with Elysia? He watched Hail, refraining from wanting to go to her right away.
“So, what about this time?”
“I don’t know either.”
“If you don’t intend to tell me, go.”
His words stunned Hail, and his gaping mouth trembled. As Cassian was about to say something, Cardel stopped him.
“How about this time?”
Cassian smiled at Cardel, who did not even know what the question was about.
“Hmm. I thought she would weaken her heart if you asked her that with that face. It was very accurate.”
When Hail grumbled and sat down at the table, Cassian clicked his tongue, thinking he was such an easy guy.
“So.”
“What do you mean by that? You can try it this time, but you don’t know if that ability will work anyway, right?”
Seeing Cardel nod his head, Cassian crossed his arms and looked at Heil.
“You guys don’t really know anything.”
“Oh, do you think I have the ability to predict? We often say that as well. Ah, I’m really upset.”
Cardel groaned and patted Hail, who was deliberately pretending to sniffle.
* * *
As soon as Hail returned, Cardel asked Cassian.
“Being a vampire, is that what Mother brought up?”
“No, that’s my opinion. Of course, I think Elysia is, too, though I probably won’t be able to say it easily.”
Elysia was willing to choose an immortal life for Cardel’s sake and wanted to meet him. He thought it was something she couldn’t do for him.
“I didn’t know father would think of that first.”
“Because I don’t want to make Elysia wait again.”
“….”
Cardel’s lips pouted.
“Of course you, too.”
“It’s late, but I’ll let it slide.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Cassian brought out what Hail had been trying hard not to read until he returned.
“Cardel. You said you used your powers when trying on your mother.”
“That’s right.”
“That ability, can’t you use it on others?”
Cardel didn’t understand right away and blinked before opening his mouth.
“I never thought of that.”
There was no need for him to try it on anyone. After a short thought, Cassian stood up and picked up the dagger he had been looking at earlier.
“Let’s try it.”
“Alright.”
Throwing the dagger lightly and catching it, Cassian created a sword aura. While the blade was very weak, it seemed to be able to hold on.
“I’ll try it. Father, please maintain your sword aura.”
“Yes.”
Cassian created a sword aura just enough to keep the blade from breaking. Cardel, who had been standing still, frowned.
“Is it not working? I tried it with the feeling of using it for father…
“Read the magic flow inside my body. You can use your abilities with the feeling that you are using them.”
“It is easy to say.”
Saying so, he smiled and gestured for Cardel to try. Cardel, who had come closer, hesitantly placed his hand on Cassian’s arm, holding the sword.
It was good if it worked, and it was okay if it didn’t. If it were possible, he would do it without difficulty since he was an excellent kid when it came to magic. Cardel thought that using his abilities wouldn’t be too different.
The blade of the sword broke as the size of the sword’s aura increased.
“Ah!”
As he smiled brightly at the success, Cassian stroked Cardel’s hair.
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“You’re just like me, too.”
“It’s just something I’m good at.”
“I learn quickly and do well in anything.”
So you resemble me. Cassian added brazenly.
Of course, everything about Cardel looked like Elysia except for the color of the hair, but he liked that part, too.
“Cardel.”
“Yes.”
“Did Elysia say anything else? Like appearance.”
Cardel tilted his head, not understanding.
“When compared to before and now.”
“It was kind of funny. Unlike father, you care about everything.”
“If… if you succeed, I can go with that appearance, won’t I? If possible, it should suit Elysia’s taste.”
It was because he didn’t know if he should get older or if it was better now. After waiting for Cardel’s answer for a while, Cassian decided to just ask.
“What am I like?”
“Not funny.”
* * *
Returning to the magic tower, Elysia saw the two father and son still having a conversation, and she opened her eyes wide in surprise. She expected Cardel to do the paperwork and Cassian to just sit and drink tea.
Was it nice to see it after a long time?
“You are late.”
Cassian gently pulled Elysia by the waist and placed her on top of his leg. Then, he left a kiss on her face, starting on her forehead.
As she was about to push him off, wondering what he was doing in front of Cardel, he persistently grabbed her. Wondering why, Elysia gazed at him before noticing that his mouth was crookedly raised.
“I guess you had a lot to say with the emperor.”
Was he being jealous of everything?
He stared at Cassian, finding that cute, too, before pinched both of his cheeks.
“Anyway, there is no reason for support now. Because the emperor is a bit persistent.”
“Tell Cardel to go next time.”
Elysia nodded her head, and as if she had something to ask, she placed her hand on his shoulder and looked at him.
“Do you want the successor position?”
Even though he said he had found his memories, it was something she didn’t know. Elysia did not want him to stick by her side, bound by memories of the past.
“I don’t want you to do something you were tired of.”
Uttering in a friendly voice, Cassian tucked her hair behind her ear.
“Well, of course, if the wife wanted it.”
Elysia pondered for a moment before shaking her head.
“I don’t need it either.”
She might someday, if bored, play the role of noble again for entertainment, but not now. She already knew she’d had enough and that it wasn’t a very pleasant thing. Elysia muttered that she was not too happy about it, then looked at Cardel.
“Then, what about you, Cardel?”
“What? Why am I suddenly?”
“In short, Cardel should have inherited the title.”
“I still have a lot of work to do, mother.”
Denying right away, Cardel shook his head, saying he never wanted to, as he got up and walked over to Cassian. Then, he snapped one of the arms holding Elysia.
“Hmm?”
Cassian glanced at Cardel with a face asking what he was doing.
“Maybe father can share some work with me.”
“What.”
“My work. Mother never helps.”
When he finished his words, he pointed to the papers piled on the desk and Cassian slid his arm away.
“Aren’t you being too much?”
“I don’t know anything about magic.”
Since he had studied black magic to deal with Peloit a long time ago, Cassian knew the theory very well. In addition, he also had a memory with Ramote because of his terrifying learning power.
Meanwhile, Elysia’s mouth was itching and she was about to play some prank, but when she saw Cassian’s eyes, she slipped her mouth shut. There was a subtle heat in his eyes that begged her not to speak.
Hail had a really annoyed face.
“Ah, it’s just that even though I tried to do something, she didn’t really want anything, so at that time, I counted as not being properly compensated. That’s why, among the things she desperately wanted, if there was something that I could do with the authority I had, I made it happen.”
That was how you found your memory.
Hail added that.
Cassian felt hurt and bitter at the same time. Returning to the office, Cardel also sat next to him as if he had heard the story a while ago.
“Probably because of the portrait.”
“Hmm?”
“Father was always worried that it would make mother unsure of her mind.”
Cassian reproached himself for his past actions and clenched his fists tightly.
What should he really do with Elysia? He watched Hail, refraining from wanting to go to her right away.
“So, what about this time?”
“I don’t know either.”
“If you don’t intend to tell me, go.”
His words stunned Hail, and his gaping mouth trembled. As Cassian was about to say something, Cardel stopped him.
“How about this time?”
Cassian smiled at Cardel, who did not even know what the question was about.
“Hmm. I thought she would weaken her heart if you asked her that with that face. It was very accurate.”
When Hail grumbled and sat down at the table, Cassian clicked his tongue, thinking he was such an easy guy.
“So.”
“What do you mean by that? You can try it this time, but you don’t know if that ability will work anyway, right?”
Seeing Cardel nod his head, Cassian crossed his arms and looked at Heil.
“You guys don’t really know anything.”
“Oh, do you think I have the ability to predict? We often say that as well. Ah, I’m really upset.”
Cardel groaned and patted Hail, who was deliberately pretending to sniffle.
* * *
As soon as Hail returned, Cardel asked Cassian.
“Being a vampire, is that what Mother brought up?”
“No, that’s my opinion. Of course, I think Elysia is, too, though I probably won’t be able to say it easily.”
Elysia was willing to choose an immortal life for Cardel’s sake and wanted to meet him. He thought it was something she couldn’t do for him.
“I didn’t know father would think of that first.”
“Because I don’t want to make Elysia wait again.”
“….”
Cardel’s lips pouted.
“Of course you, too.”
“It’s late, but I’ll let it slide.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Cassian brought out what Hail had been trying hard not to read until he returned.
“Cardel. You said you used your powers when trying on your mother.”
“That’s right.”
“That ability, can’t you use it on others?”
Cardel didn’t understand right away and blinked before opening his mouth.
“I never thought of that.”
There was no need for him to try it on anyone. After a short thought, Cassian stood up and picked up the dagger he had been looking at earlier.
“Let’s try it.”
“Alright.”
Throwing the dagger lightly and catching it, Cassian created a sword aura. While the blade was very weak, it seemed to be able to hold on.
“I’ll try it. Father, please maintain your sword aura.”
“Yes.”
Cassian created a sword aura just enough to keep the blade from breaking. Cardel, who had been standing still, frowned.
“Is it not working? I tried it with the feeling of using it for father…
“Read the magic flow inside my body. You can use your abilities with the feeling that you are using them.”
“It is easy to say.”
Saying so, he smiled and gestured for Cardel to try. Cardel, who had come closer, hesitantly placed his hand on Cassian’s arm, holding the sword.
It was good if it worked, and it was okay if it didn’t. If it were possible, he would do it without difficulty since he was an excellent kid when it came to magic. Cardel thought that using his abilities wouldn’t be too different.
The blade of the sword broke as the size of the sword’s aura increased.
“Ah!”
As he smiled brightly at the success, Cassian stroked Cardel’s hair.
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“You’re just like me, too.”
“It’s just something I’m good at.”
“I learn quickly and do well in anything.”
So you resemble me. Cassian added brazenly.
Of course, everything about Cardel looked like Elysia except for the color of the hair, but he liked that part, too.
“Cardel.”
“Yes.”
“Did Elysia say anything else? Like appearance.”
Cardel tilted his head, not understanding.
“When compared to before and now.”
“It was kind of funny. Unlike father, you care about everything.”
“If… if you succeed, I can go with that appearance, won’t I? If possible, it should suit Elysia’s taste.”
It was because he didn’t know if he should get older or if it was better now. After waiting for Cardel’s answer for a while, Cassian decided to just ask.
“What am I like?”
“Not funny.”
* * *
Returning to the magic tower, Elysia saw the two father and son still having a conversation, and she opened her eyes wide in surprise. She expected Cardel to do the paperwork and Cassian to just sit and drink tea.
Was it nice to see it after a long time?
“You are late.”
Cassian gently pulled Elysia by the waist and placed her on top of his leg. Then, he left a kiss on her face, starting on her forehead.
As she was about to push him off, wondering what he was doing in front of Cardel, he persistently grabbed her. Wondering why, Elysia gazed at him before noticing that his mouth was crookedly raised.
“I guess you had a lot to say with the emperor.”
Was he being jealous of everything?
He stared at Cassian, finding that cute, too, before pinched both of his cheeks.
“Anyway, there is no reason for support now. Because the emperor is a bit persistent.”
“Tell Cardel to go next time.”
Elysia nodded her head, and as if she had something to ask, she placed her hand on his shoulder and looked at him.
“Do you want the successor position?”
Even though he said he had found his memories, it was something she didn’t know. Elysia did not want him to stick by her side, bound by memories of the past.
“I don’t want you to do something you were tired of.”
Uttering in a friendly voice, Cassian tucked her hair behind her ear.
“Well, of course, if the wife wanted it.”
Elysia pondered for a moment before shaking her head.
“I don’t need it either.”
She might someday, if bored, play the role of noble again for entertainment, but not now. She already knew she’d had enough and that it wasn’t a very pleasant thing. Elysia muttered that she was not too happy about it, then looked at Cardel.
“Then, what about you, Cardel?”
“What? Why am I suddenly?”
“In short, Cardel should have inherited the title.”
“I still have a lot of work to do, mother.”
Denying right away, Cardel shook his head, saying he never wanted to, as he got up and walked over to Cassian. Then, he snapped one of the arms holding Elysia.
“Hmm?”
Cassian glanced at Cardel with a face asking what he was doing.
“Maybe father can share some work with me.”
“What.”
“My work. Mother never helps.”
When he finished his words, he pointed to the papers piled on the desk and Cassian slid his arm away.
“Aren’t you being too much?”
“I don’t know anything about magic.”
Since he had studied black magic to deal with Peloit a long time ago, Cassian knew the theory very well. In addition, he also had a memory with Ramote because of his terrifying learning power.
Meanwhile, Elysia’s mouth was itching and she was about to play some prank, but when she saw Cassian’s eyes, she slipped her mouth shut. There was a subtle heat in his eyes that begged her not to speak.
