A wild idea sprung up, but I shook my head lightly and erased it.
It didnāt make sense to think that far.
āSheā would be alive somewhere in the world.
I see heās opened up a little bit about today. But this wouldnāt be a rational favor.
If itās a human favor for a sweet master, itās not so bad.
Kianās first love, āShe,ā was a significant supporting role.
She played an essential role in Kianās awakening.
On the other hand, Iām an extra with only a few lines in the original.
Itās new, but this world is in a novel, and each has a role that suits him.
So letās not jump to conclusions.
āMaster?ā
When I didnāt answer, Kian tilted his head slightly.
He looked at my complexion and asked, āAre you worried about something?ā
I shook my head quickly.
āNo, nothing.ā
When I answered, I heard an owl crying in the distant forest.
It was late at night and the darkness was profound, my employees wonāt keep still if they saw me in and out of Kianās room.
I began to worry about the time and glanced at the clock. Next to it was an object that surprised me.
It was a book. A book Kian was reading?
I pulled the old book and observed its glossy back. The thick leather-bound book was titled āThe Theory of Magic.ā
I brought a lot of books to his room because I didnāt want Kian to be bored.
Seeing that he was interested in the arts of magic, I thought he was just like the hero who would wake up as a wizard.
āThis book, have you read it?ā
Kian hesitated and nodded his head, lowering his eyes.
I slowly turned over itās faded pages.
The book was composed of all sorts of esoteric paintings and sentences that would be hard to read ānevermind, understandāeven if you read it over and over and over again.
āIs it readable?ā
This time the answer came right back.
āYes. I read it with interest because the magic theory was written simply so I could understand it.ā
Simple? Where the hell is āsimpleāā¦ā¦.
I blinked at the pages blankly. All I saw was a whirlwind of formulas and dizzying complex magical geometry.
ā¦ā¦.What do you mean?
I gave up trying to understand.
Itās merely fate progressing the way it should. This is something that ordinary people canāt understand even if they tear their heads apart.
Itās easy to read because Kian is a magical genius.
I didnāt need to be able to read the āTheory of Magicā to understand that.
āWould you like to read another book? Thereās a lot of magic books in the library.ā
āCan I?ā Kian asked back as if he could not believe it.
Of course you can. Might as well put these books to good use; without Kian, they would only pile up dust anyway.
āYou can read as much as you like. If thereās a book you want, say the name, and you can borrow it.ā
āMasterĀ·Ā·Ā·Ā·.ā
Kianās eyes twinkled with emotion.
The light blue eyes, which resemble a clear lake, are alive.
I canāt believe youāre happy with this trivial kindness. I feel awkward. āKian, a mild flavor, is really harmless.ā
Can such a gentle man really become so twisted?
Suddenly, the question popped into my head, and my eyes automatically studied Kian.
Kian, who felt my eyes, looked down.
He said, fingertips sweeping the cover of āThe Theory of Magic.ā
āI have no magic, so itās useless for me to read a book like thisā¦..ā
Kian was born as a wizard, so of course, he has magic.
But I canāt tell you the truth.
āI would have to explain Iām outside the book then.ā
I ended up with a bitter smile.
āThere are people who are not wizards who are interested in magic.ā
āIs that so?ā
Kian smiled faintly as if he had been comforted by the words.
20 years, living as a slave, without even knowing his true identity
Thatās what it was.
It was a familiar premise in a typical fantasy novel.
Perhaps most readers would press back, saying itās boring.
But for this man, it was a cold reality.
And there was someone who created his misfortune.
The real villain I knew from the novel.
He is the culprit behind Kianās tragedy.
As typical villains do, he gained strength at the expense of innocent peopleās lives.
Kianās had unimaginable hardships, and this villain is probably eating well.
Itās unfair, but I canāt knock the villain down, Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·.
āFor now, letās focus on preventing Kianās blackening.ā
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After finishing that thought, I turned my head and looked at the window.
I could see the starry night sky.
It bothered me that I had promised to go on a picnic with Kian but couldnāt keep it.