The Sword Genius of the Magic Empire - Chapter 102



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I woke up. My eyes slowly opened.

Sunlight was streaming in outside the window.

It felt like a familiar dream. I don’t remember the details. It didn’t seem like a very pleasant dream.

‘Did you lose sleep?’

Enoch paused for a moment, muttering to himself.

It was just yesterday that I returned from fighting in the outpost. I’m sure you were tired, but you had a nightmare.

It was probably because I didn’t get enough sleep.

And as soon as I opened my eyes, it didn’t take even a second to figure out the cause.

“… … .”

When I glanced down at my chest due to the strange feeling of pressure, I found a girl curled up in a ball and sleeping there.

Enoch asked the question expressionlessly.

“What are you doing?”

“Hmm.”

Then, the red-haired girl who had been lying face down on his chest opened her eyes briefly, slowly rubbed her eyes, and muttered sleepily.

“Something is wrong.”

“What’s wrong?”

“This room. There’s only one bed.”

Of course, it’s a room where you originally stay alone. But it seems very strange for it to come up to your chest and sleep like a rock while you’re sleeping.

Shiroko buried her white cheeks in his chest like rice cakes, and muttered nonsense in her sleep, defenseless. Enoch simply replied to her while looking at her.

“Go to the room you were assigned.”

Of course there would be a bed there. But Shiroko didn’t answer and just stretched out, then lightly stepped on the ground.

“Haam. Well, I haven’t been there yet.”

I don’t know if he was still asleep or awake. Shiroko swung his tail from side to side as he opened the door with a creak and went out.

“Hic!”

“Su, Suin tribe… … . Over there… … .”

As soon as she opened the door, rubbing her eyes, the butlers and maids passing by the hallway were seen flinching at the sight of Shiroko.

It seemed too early to accept the Suin tribe without any resistance.

Is it because Sirocco is a 10th-grade wizard?

With that, Sirocco closed the door and disappeared somewhere, wagging his tail. Enoch let out a moment of dismay as he watched her back.

I really think he’ll go check out his own room.

But you probably don’t even know the location.

Swish.

At that moment, a cool sensation grabbed Enoch’s wrist.

When he turned around, the hand that had already grabbed his wrist was already unbuttoning Enoch’s sleeve and rolling it up.

The inside of his exposed forearm revealed fresh bruises and scars from this mission.

As I glanced around while lying on the bed, a silver-haired maid was standing there.

“… … .”

Lien, standing next to the bed, looked down at me with a colder gaze than usual. Then, she opened her mouth with a consistently cold voice.

“I was wrong.”

“what.”

“I shouldn’t have sent you away alone.”

Lien came over here.

Enoch took a deep breath as he looked into her silver-blue eyes that had come closer. Their gazes were so cold that it was almost chilling.

But that was only for a moment. Lien bent down and took out a first aid kit from under the bed. Then she untied the bandages inside the medical supplies.

“Why did you have to get hurt like this?”

“Because it was necessary.”

I didn’t really intend to make any excuses.

Even though it was out of necessity, it was Enoch himself who ignored his contract with Lien and rushed into the danger zone. If we were to look for responsibility, it was on his side.

And it’s true that I got hurt.

Instead of answering, Lien glanced over and silently applied a bandage to the wound along with some clean disinfectant. Her silver hair flowed down her cheek.

“… … .”

In the silence, I felt a bit strange.

Lien was clearly angry.

But for some reason, at this very moment, when she was healing my wounds, I felt a little bit more at ease.

It’s a strange feeling that even I can’t understand.

I swallowed the bitter laughter that was about to come out. When, after all, had I ever thought of myself as being in my right mind?

“Honestly, I still can’t understand your attitude.”

Then Lien spoke coldly while wrapping the bandage.

At those words, Enoch nodded expressionlessly.

“I guess so.”

Why is Enoch so determined to take on this mission? And why is he willing to take risks to ensure its success?

From Lien’s perspective, there would be no explanation for all of this. It would be strange for her to just accept it.

Even if I explain it, you probably won’t believe it.

“As long as I have your body, I cannot stop you by force.”

Lien looked over. Her bright blue eyes looked down at me coldly.

“So, from now on, I will make my own decisions to protect your body. I will definitely accompany you on future missions that I can accompany you on. I can’t leave you like this any longer.”

“okay.”

Enoch answered calmly. Lien’s judgment, of all people, was trustworthy.

Lien will not do anything that will harm Enoch. Since she knows that better than anyone else, there is no reason to refuse her help.

Besides, the last encounter with Flare was like that. In the first place, you never know where an unexpected situation different from the original story might occur.

There was nothing better than having Lien’s help on a mission where companionship was possible.

Enoch spoke slowly.

“You do whatever you want. There’s no reason for me to stop you.”

Just then, Lien’s white fingertips that were wrapping the bandage trembled slightly, and she turned around.

“… … !!”

Suddenly feeling something strange, I turned to look at her, and right in front of my nose, Lien was looking at me with eyes that were clearly agitated.

“You, you. How… … .”

She pursed her lips with a slightly dazed expression.

“Continue, what he said… … .”

But soon, she bit her lips slightly and turned her head away. Enoch turned his eyes and stared blankly at Lien, then slowly opened his mouth.

“What a strange reaction.”

“… … .”

Lien paused. Then, turning her head away, she glanced over her silver hair and looked this way.

“I think you’ve been strangely agitated when you saw me before. What’s the reason?”

“It’s just my problem. I don’t need to tell you.”

Lien said that and bowed his head for a moment.

But unlike her cold retort, her eyes were faintly but definitely shaking.

After remaining silent and agitated for a while, she soon closed her eyes and shook her head.

“No, at least. Right now… … . You don’t have to know.”

“Then I understand it that way.”

Enoch nodded expressionlessly.

I was just curious as to why the always emotionless Lien was reacting so violently. It wasn’t like I needed an answer right away.

At that moment, Lien, who had finished wrapping the bandages and securing them with pins, got up, adjusted the apron of her maid outfit, and changed the subject.

“… … And, there was a message from the office.”

“A message?”

“It’s a mission thing. I got a call.”

Enoch tilted his head for a moment. It was rare for him to call his immediate superiors first in his office about a mission.

So what is the situation now?

Lien turned around and headed for the door, then glanced back with emotionless eyes and added.

“I don’t feel good.”

***

“I came because you called me.”

As I entered the office guided by the butler, the cityscape spread out before me through the glass windows shining in the midday sunlight.

And then, with his back to the background, Grantal, who was sitting at his desk in the office, glanced over at me and greeted me with a deep voice.

“Welcome, Master Enoch.”

“I heard you called me regarding a mission.”

“Yes.”

Granthal put down the fountain pen he was using on the desk for a moment and motioned for him to sit down.

Then he clasped his hands together on the desk and said:

“That’s it. I think I have something important to tell Master Enoch this time.”

“Why do you say such things?”

I know that Grantal is not the type to make a fuss. But I don’t feel good about it.

Granthal slowly took out a black file with Elseid’s simple insignia engraved in silver.

“Coincidentally, I ended up telling you the very thing I mentioned last time.”

What a joke.

At those words, Enoch guessed what would happen next.

“… … No way. Is this a designated mission?”

“Yes.”

Granthal looked at me with deep eyes.

“Enoch Elseid, current 9th rank. An official document requesting dispatch [assignment] has arrived.”

It was as expected.

Enoch slowly clenched his fist. A designated mission is a dispatched mission requested by a group or individual with special authority or privileges.

It was a system where you could designate a specific wizard from the Elseid family to do a request you wanted. The story is that they specifically named Enoch.

“I don’t think there will be a veto. Is that right?”

First, I asked just to confirm.

But of course, Granthal nodded.

“There are various types of missions for the main branch, some of which can be chosen voluntarily, while others cannot. Designated missions also fall into the latter category.”

“hmm.”

I almost groaned at that moment.

I’ve heard from Grantal many times that his fame has grown since last time, but I didn’t know that the impact would really be felt so immediately.

‘That’s exactly the problem.’

This was because there was a very high possibility that the designated mission would lead to an unwanted mission.

Of course, if it is the flow of the original work that has nothing to do with our interests, we do not want to interfere as much as possible.

In that sense, it wasn’t a very good thing for missions to be forced like this.

Because you might get involved in something unnecessary and end up twisting the original story’s development in an unexpected way.

‘… No, wait.’

But Enoch paused for a moment as he thought about it for a brief moment.

If you think about it, this situation might not be such a bad thing.

Because there was information that could be inferred from the special nature of the designated mission.

“First, let me listen.”

It seemed like he would know something then. Grantal nodded, opened a file, and took something out on the desk.

Envelope finished with white premium paper and gold border.

Enoch held his breath at the familiarity he felt from the pattern stamped on the envelope.

The first undisclosed mission I had ever undertaken. It was the same emblem stamped on the cult’s cargo machine wagon I had found in the underworld of the northern outskirts.

There was no way I didn’t know about that affiliation.

“It’s a church.”

“Yes.”

Granthal nodded slowly.

“However, this case is not so much a request from the religious order as it is a request from the Holy Place, which is strictly speaking the religious order’s headquarters. And the person who requested it is already decided.”

“Client?”

“Yes. It seems that he has appointed Enoch Elseid to serve as an escort for the healing magicians’ relief efforts in the remote areas.”

Enoch tilted his head and asked back.

“That person.”

“The person who pointed out Enoch is this person.”

Grantal took down the photo tucked between the papers on the desk and pushed it with his fingertips. Enoch opened his eyes wide without realizing it when he saw it.

There was a girl in the photo attached there.

A girl with silky, brilliant blonde hair that flows down her back like a waterfall and white skin.

She was wearing a black nun’s habit with a thin, white cloth over it, and a white veil on her head, with her hair hanging down behind her head, making her look like she was wearing a wedding dress.

However, the skirt, which reaches down to the ankles, has large side slits on both sides, clearly exposing the pure white thighs. At first glance, it is a shocking outfit that makes it hard to think of it as a priest.

There was no way I couldn’t recognize it.

“… …Saint.”

At that moment, a cold voice flowed from his throat. Grantal nodded in front of him.

“The saintess of the church has personally designated Lord Enoch as her escort this time.”

Grantal said, tapping the table once.

“But first, there are a few problems.”