"You?"
His narcissism came out again. He puffed out his cheeks.
"That's right! I'm so brilliant and special that..."
When he saw the way I looked at him, he came out of that state and swallowed his words.
"When I looked at the white horses in the stable, all I could think about was a past I had never seen. Bela and Blaze, two sibling horses that my father had bought for me and Arina. I don't remember anything about this case, but my mother said that my father brought them home when they still were two foals. He wanted to teach us horse riding when we reached our current age. but..."
His gaze grew sad.
"His dream was never fulfilled. A dream that Arina and I were also a part of. That we could spend time with him and laugh our hearts out. but..."
He put his head on his knees and water dripped from his nose.
"Ew, how disgusting! If you want to cry, get it out of your eyes like how everyone does it."
"Excuse me... " Then he blew his nose so hard it send shivers down to my bone.
I raised my head and stared at the sky.
Until now, the only thing I had seen of my father, both in this world and the past, were just a few pictures. Now I can't even remember my father's face from my previous life. But that large portrait frame on the main hall wall of the mansion, made of walnut wood, would not let me deny its existence. Hair as black as nightsky. Pale & lifeless looking skin that contrasted sharply with his hair. And more importantly, green eyes that looked at me with pride. That sense of narcissism that was in Aldous showed itself only in a picture of a frame. As if to prove that the honors he had won over the ages were not in vain.
'Of course, I can't connect with a portrait. I didn't even have a father in my past life to sympathize with. '
"... When I thought about how these horses were going to be pulling carriages, my heart ached. I felt like I couldn't hold my head up in front of my father's soul. His precious keepsakes deserved more than this. This concern finally led to an outburst of my emotions. Do you remember the first day I wanted to go to school, without any will I just burst into tears? "
"Yes, I thought you wanted your mom. "
"What?"
"What?"
"..."
"I didn't have control over those tears . "
"Well, go on, I'm getting impatient. "
"... Do you remember that moment when I begged you to give me a pen and paper? "
"Y_Yes!"
"Do you know why I was so anxious? "
'Don't tell him because you're a empty-headed . Don't tell him because you're a empty-headed. Don't tell him...'
"Because Air had manifested within me. He was banging on the walls of my insides to say, 'Don't underestimate your sponsor. '"
'Wasn't his phrasing a little bit off?'
"He who was there at that time was not me, in fact it was him. "
"What the..."
"The pen you gave me was actually in Air's hand, not mine. "
'He's starting to act like a zealous Catholic. I'm afraid of him.'
"The scratches were all done by Air. He was the one who knew about my inner spiritual state and how much agony I was in"
"He should've left you like this"
"Of course, the spell is still in progress. If I can convert it from a power spell to a tool spell..."
He scratched his chin with his thumb and forefinger.
"Where are you, young master? "
Bernard's voice interfered and I jumped from my seat.
"When did he find out?"
"Tch tch tch, shouldn't a daughter of a noble family know something about the age of communication? "
He showed his magic stone, it was the same color as his eyes.
"It doesn't work as well as a telephone. But you can send signals to other magic stones with it. "
"Does it work on all stones? "
"No. Each royal family has a unique magic stone. And they give that magic stone to anyone who is related to them, such as the people of the land they oversee. In a way, that stone is a symbol of that family. Now I have been able to send a signal to the magic stone that we gave Bernard. You will also get a magic stone when you find your sponsor. "So, that's why he was just sitting there on the ground relaxing and talking with me.'
Finally Bernard found us and withthe help of Aldous, they pulled the carriage out. Aldous pulled a book out of the carriage. It had a stiffer, more waterproof cover than the notebook he had left to dry, so it was completely intact. When he opened the book, I was faced with a world of spells. Only instead of shapes, they were letters and words. Aldous chose a page and began to read. As he held the magic stone towards the carriage. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of my very own eyes. Large, round drops of water were coming out of the carriage and gathering somewhere in the air. With the release of every drop, the carriage looked drier and drier. As if water was distilling from the wood. Finally the carriage was completely dry and a very large ball of water was formed just above the river. Aldous lowered his hand. As if a bomb had exploded inside the globe, it quickly disintegrated and tiny drops of water rained down on the river.
"What...was that?"