The Master of Language - T.M.L Chapter 9 (Part 2):

“If you come any closer, I’ll leave.”

“Then leave. Idiot.”

She said that and walked briskly towards me.

Ah.

I should leave.

But my feet didn’t move.

Until she stood in front of me and grabbed my collar.

Apart from everything else, her face was too pretty for my body to move.

I moved even under Kalasta’s majesty, but…

“Why can’t you believe our words? Huh? Why do you doubt everything and pick at every little thing? Why can’t you just trust us?”

“Why, you ask? Try living like me for once.”

A cold voice escaped my mouth unintentionally.

“You don’t know, Psyche. It seems you’re some kind of princess of the elves, how could you understand the days I lived as a slave? If I had just been born a slave, it would be different. I was born as a noble. So can you even imagine my life?”

Her ears drooped.

And tears welled up in those big eyes.

“You think I like it? You think I wanted to be a High Elf?”

“…”

“I just knew it. When I smelled the scent of fire and iron from you, I knew it. You’re my companion. You’re the person who will protect me for life. Otherwise, how could that smell be good? If not, why would I, an elf, like the smell of fire and iron?”

“You said it was a preference?”

“Exactly!”

She shouted and raised her hand to wipe away the flowing tears.

I can’t understand.

“Why are you crying?”

“Because I feel sorry.”

“For what?”

“For you. I’m crying because I feel sorry for you, why?”

“…”

“I’m crying because I feel sorry for you who can’t believe even when good fortune comes your way, why?”

“Shut up. I’ll decide myself whether it’s good fortune or not.”

“Then isn’t this good fortune? What kind of life have you lived that you can’t believe in good fortune? Huh?”

“…”

“Did you have to hold onto that spark so tightly just to ask? Were you ready to leave at any moment just to open your heart? Did you have to maintain the upper hand just to show your true feelings?”

Psyche shedding tears was neither cute nor alluring.

She was just purely beautiful.

“I don’t know. I guess I’m just that kind of guy.”

Psyche suddenly rushed at me.

Her head was next to my face, and her arms were wrapped around my back.

The last time I hugged someone was probably at least…

I can’t remember.

By the way, someone’s embrace is certainly warm.

It feels as relaxing as being in a bathtub.

“Don’t go anywhere. Stay with us. Stop doubting! Okay? Stop doubting. Let’s stay together. Okay? Don’t doubt. Stay with us. Stay. Ran.”

She kept whispering the same words endlessly.

It penetrated deep into my heart like magic.

Judging by her sincerity alone, it seems like it would be okay to trust completely.

But trust is not just emotion.

Without the support of time, there can be no complete trust.

Of course, there must be a start.

I gently pulled away from her embrace.

And looked straight at Psyche’s tear-filled face.

Ah.

So this is what they mean by your mind going blank.

It really turns white.

“Alright. I’ll trust you for now, Psyche.”

At that moment, Psyche’s face brightened as if the sun was rising.

Her smile, wet with tears, was something beyond beauty.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

She hugged me tightly again.

Really.

Elves are so light.

* * *

A little over a month has passed since the hug with Psyche.

Master Abana continued to teach me psychokinesis, and Psyche treated me even more coldly than before, saying she hugged me out of pity.

I didn’t think much of it and continued to study psychokinesis. It was so fun that I devoted myself to it all day long except for eating and sleeping times.

After moving fire, moving water also became naturally easier, so Master Abana told me to continue studying psychokinesis based on fire.

Of course, I never brought Kalasta’s spark into the clearing, just in case.

The targets of psychokinesis gradually expanded. To wind. To stone. To wood. As I gradually expanded the range, I became able to move almost everything in the world.

Today too, I studied psychokinesis in the clearing from the morning. I moved the wind with my left hand while moving water with my right hand.

Since the methods of moving gas and liquid are completely different, doing this simultaneously was very difficult.

However, as a result of consistent study, it became possible when using both hands separately.

I lowered my hands and said,

“Phew. I want to do it with just one hand. But it’s still difficult.”

Psychokinesis is ultimately imagining in your mind.

Just because you’re moving two objects doesn’t mean you need two hands.

No, you don’t need hands in the first place.

To move things purely with thought, I still need to study more.

While I was deeply lost in thought, I caught a glimpse of what looked like a person’s shadow.

“Huh? Count Furst?”

Count Furst appeared from one side of the forest. A purple butterfly in front of him suddenly disappeared into light, it seemed he had followed the butterfly’s guidance.

He looked surprised, probably having seen me studying psychokinesis.

It’s understandable to be surprised, seeing me moving wind and water in just over a month.

He said,

“Ran, it’s been a while.”

I greeted him too.

“Hello, Count. What brings you here?”

He nodded.

“I have a favor to ask your master.”

At that moment, the door of the cabin opened and Master Abana appeared. She was dressed in human clothes.

“Welcome, Count. Come inside. And Ran, would you like to join us? You’ve been so focused on psychokinesis lately, so it must have been boring. Experiencing real magic might be a good break.”

Boring, she says.

What a disappointing thing to say.

But seeing the Master use magic also sounds kind of fun.

Real magic, huh.

It must be something quite amazing since she describes it that way.

It should be impressive, considering she’s been preparing for a little over a month.

I nodded vigorously.

“Okay!”

The two went into the cabin, and I followed them inside.

I naturally headed towards the lake, but Abana sat at a small dining table. So, I and Count Furst sat there too.

“What kind of tea would you like?”

Count Furst waved his hand.

“I’ll just talk and leave right away. We’re in the midst of battle preparations.”

Only then did I notice the smell of gunpowder coming from his body.

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