: Zenith (3)
Ricky stopped crying and looked at the two with a look of embarrassment.
I almost died, but when I came back to life, tears came out without me knowing. Even when I was in Rival, I had never cried as sadly as I did today.
"Sorry, I'm sorry. I cried like a child."
"Is that right kid? The child can cry even louder."
Lars smiled coolly and stroked Ricky's head.
Perhaps embarrassed by the benefactor's touch, Ricky's cheeks blushed.
Lars smiled and took his hands off his head and saw Jamie sitting on a nearby bench.
'By the way, it was great magic.'
I don't know much about magic.
However, there have been several instances of joint operations with wizards.
'Their status was about 4 or 5 classes.'
Among the wizards, they had reached a considerable level.
The magic they performed was pretty great even for Lars. But, compared to the magic Jamie did today, can it be said to be any better?
I couldn't be sure.
The thought puzzled Lars.
'It's magic skills that are unmatched even compared to veteran wizards who have been through everything before birth.'
Now he seemed to understand why Earl Wellton had given him Jamie.
I thought it was simply because I was smart, but I was completely wrong.
Jamie was a genius.
At the age of only 7, a genius with skills at the level of a veteran, and talent that is beyond words.
Thinking about it that way, my stomach ache for some reason.
What kind of wizard would Jamie be if she were an adult?
'At least I know I'm going to be something I can't even make eye contact with.'
He, too, grew up hearing the sound of a genius when he was young.
I was pretty elated at the time, but seeing Jamie makes me ashamed now.
"Go to the friend you see over there and say thank you. If it wasn't for that kid, it would have been really dangerous.
"He is ?"
Ricky looked at Jamie in disbelief.
Well, you wouldn't have even seen Jamie use magic because it was overshadowed by the carriage.
"It was that child who used the chain magic around the carriage."
Really? Isn't that what you did?
"Oh, uncle?"
At the word uncle , a convulsion occurred in the corners of Lars' eyes. But Ricky's mind was already on Jamie.
Ricky looked at Jamie with round eyes. He, too, knew by seeing the chains mercilessly wrapped around the carriage.
I thought that the magic was also done by Lars. He didn't know he was a paladin, so it was a thought that could be done enough.
"Did you really do it?"
Ricky took a step closer to Jamie and asked.
Jamie answered with an annoyed face.
uh.
Thank you so much! I survived thanks to you! Thanks!
Ricky's eyes twinkled in response to the affirmative answer, and he grabbed Jamie's hand and shook it burdensomely.
Hey hey hey! stop! My arm will be pulled out!"
Thank you so much!
As I waved my arms, my whole body trembled strangely.
The shaking power was so strong.
'What kind of kid has such power?'
Or am I weak?
It can't be. This body bears the blood of the Welton and Bel families.
Objectively, he had physical abilities that were incomparable to those of his peers.
It's just buried in magic skills superior to that.
'This little boy is too strong.'
Jamie frowned and pulled out his hand.
My palms were burning red. After a quick glance and fearful glance, Ricky apologized with a bewildered expression on his face.
"Mi, sorry. I got excited and grabbed it too hard."
done.
"But is there anything that makes you angry?"
Ricky tilted his head in response to the blunt response.
"Nothing. In the first place, you and I passed by for a while, is there anything to be upset about?"
Jamie is blunt because he doesn't care.
What reason could there be to please someone who is not interested?
I was a little curious as to why the guy who seemed dark a few months ago was getting brighter, but I didn't really want to find out.
"I'm going to join Zenith soon."
The sun is setting.
It's summer, so it's not going to go away anytime soon, but I had to attend dinner, so I didn't have time to spare.
When Lars was present, he had to look inside the church.
OK.
Lars replied willingly, knowing that he could not afford it.
He gave a brief greeting to Ricky, who was staring blankly.
"Then let us go. See you later when we meet again."
The two turned towards the Zenith Bridge.
Ricky looked at their backs and opened his mouth.
"Are you going to school?"
Well? By the way?
Lars turned his head slightly and nodded.
Ricky smiled and pointed at himself with his thumb.
"Then I will guide you as a reward!"
To Ricky, the church was like a front yard.
* * *
'I didn't know you were living in an orphanage.'
Jamie looked at Ricky smiling.
It seems that the reason he was bright as he is now, who had been walking through the alleys of the night with a face tired of life, was the power of Zenith.
'Because it is also a light for those who are having a hard time with religion.'
Although he hated the 12 gods and the religions that followed them, he had no intention of denying the positive effects of religion.
The problem is that in the process, a 'fantastic' is born.
Anyway, it was good. Although there is Las, he must have been a little wary because the god he believed in was different.
But if it's Ricky's lifesaver, it's a different story.
like now
"Thank you very much. If it weren't for you, something big would have happened to Ricky.
The old nun in charge of the orphanage thanked Lars and Jamie.
"As a priest who worships the goddess Pyro, I just did what was normal. On the contrary, this kid did a great job in saving Ricky."
The nun's eyes changed for a moment when she said that she was a priest of the Pyro, but then returned to normal.
Then he looked at Jamie with his usual face.
"Who is this child?"
"I am the son of the lord here."
"Hey. It was So Young-joo."
The fact that Jamie was the lord's son gave the nun quite a surprised look.
"It's Jamie Welton."
How. I should have recognized that emerald hair color right away. I forgot."
The emerald hair color was a result of heredity, which only existed in the Welton family.
I usually recognize them by their hair color, but if you weren't born in Highs, you might not know.
That means, if you were born in Highs, you cannot know. Because the emerald color is nothing less than a symbol of highs.
So, Sister was not born in Highs.
'But why are you pretending to be born in Highs?'
Do you really need to?
It was when Jamie was looking at the nun with suspicious eyes.
"Gee, really ?"
Ricky looked at Jamie with a puzzled look.
I never thought he would be the son of the lord here. My hands and feet trembled.
So far, I've talked comfortably, but what if I dared to be punished for being cocky toward a nobleman?
The only brother is blind.
If you don't have confidence, what's your brother's future?
uh uh."
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