Mahoyaku Jugoya 2024 Voice Lines:

Translator’s Note:

Jugoya literally means The 15th Night
- 十五夜: 十 = Ju = 10, 五 = Go = 5, 夜 = yoru (ya) = night.
In the year 2024, Jugoya falls on September 17th.
According to Japan Unseen, this is because the historical callender marks Juugoya as August 15th, but the date changes every year using the Gregorian Calendar.

Central Wizards:

Oz: The moon tonight is so beautiful that it is disgusting.

Arthur: Perhaps I should refrain from saying this, however…there are times when I cannot help but admire that large moon…

Cain: I remember you saying this world’s moon is big. What’s it like having a sky with such a small moon?

Riquet: There is a clear view of the moon through the big dining room windows late at night. Would you like to come see it with me tonight?

Northern Wizards:

Snow: The fifteenth night is an evening to drink with the moon as a backdrop… I see, it seems there is yet another fun festival in store for us tonight.

White: Sage, I often see you often gaze up at the moon. I wonder if perhaps the moons we each see differ from one another.

Mithra: Sigh… I really will kill you one day.

Owen: Why is it that the moon is feared by all? …Even though it's so beautiful.

Bradley: If that moon weren’t the “Great Calamity”, I’d’ve loved to try drinking to it.

Eastern Wizards:

Faust: Hmph, tonight seems to be another unnecessarily beautiful moonlight night.

Shino: I don’t think I can enjoy watching that calamity.

Heathcliff: Of course, I love the sight of sunlight filtering through the trees during the day, but the way the moon’s sunlight hits the leaves at night is lovely as well… Ah, “moon’s sunlight” doesn’t quite make sense does it…?

Nero: That's the “Great Calamity”; so pretty you can hardly believe it.

Western Wizards:

Shylock: For the troublesome man whose love for the moon destroyed him, it seems to be a joyful night.

Murr: It looks like the moon is pretty close today. But if you get too close, you’ll be pushed back.

Chloe: Do you think the moon has a family? Two “calamities” would be pretty scary, but sometimes I wonder if it ever gets lonely…

Rustica: Master Sage, I heard the moon in your world is quite small. Perhaps it is still a child?

Southern Wizards:

Figaro: Don’t you think tonight’s moon is abominably beautiful?

Rutile: The moon is shining more brightly than usual tonight. Despite the fact that it’s so beautiful, why…

Lennox: Something so beautiful robbed our companions of their lives… I don’t really want to think about it.

Mitile: The moon looks so pretty tonight! I’m a little scared, but for some reason I feel like making a wish.

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Mahoyaku Children’s Day Voice Lines:

Central Wizards:

Oz: When I was young, I lost to the twins countless times. I was once sealed in an iceberg and abandoned there. The next morning, they came for me, saying “Poor thing, it must have been cold”. At the time, I questioned the point of locking me away but… … Even now, I still question it.

Arthur: When I was younger, I admired the way Sir Oz’s hair would flutter in the wind, and I wanted to grow out my own. At the time, I was told to refrain from doing so until I was powerful enough to protect myself, as parts of Wizard’s bodies can be used as mediums in spells, but… I wonder if it’s about time for me to match Sir Oz?

Cain: Was becoming a knight my childhood wish? Yeah, of course! … Is what I wish I could say, but it was pretty different when I was little. According to my Mom, my dream was to become bacon until I was about three years old. Why? ‘Cuz it’s delicious… Hey, don’t laugh!

Riquet: My childhood memories… I enjoyed the time I spent talking with the Head Priest. He taught me what I needed to know and what I should do. I wonder what he is thinking, now that we have been separated… … I hope he feels lonely when he thinks of me.

Northern Wizards:

Snow: The other day, I witnessed a child fall down and cry on the street. When I summoned sweets with my magic, her tears ceased and she smiled. The expressions young children wear are always innocent. They do not yet harbor hidden intentions. It is touching* to see.

*Due to the roots of the word 愛しい (Itoshii), it can have a double meaning of both beloved/dear and pitiful.

White: A strange child approached me on the street and offered a small flower as a token of gratitude. I thought her foolish for approaching a stranger but… it appears she was grateful for something Snow did for her to bring her back to her senses. This happens quite often. I think I will decorate our room with this flower for a while.

Mithra: I don’t have any particular childhood memories. All I had to do was transport the corpses on my boat… now that I’ve remembered, I want to pick it up again. Please play the role of a corpse. I’m going to take you to the other side of the shore and throw you there, so please roll over docilely.

Owen: I don’t have any childhood memories: I don’t remember anything… <Cur Memini>. Look, I’ve reverted the weak wizard’s hearts back to their childhood state, so go watch them. Most of the things children do are the same.

Bradley: When I was a kid, my human siblings were still kicking. Every time I did something, people complained. They were weak and annoying, but when I look at the manor’s kiddos… I remember them.

Eastern Wizards:

Faust: I don’t have any grand childhood stories. I simply did my best to play the role as the head of my household, with the support of the adults in my village. I’ve been told I was polite and hard-working, I don’t think I was very cute. …That can’t possibly be true? Haha, you’re quite kind.

Shino: My childhood memories aren’t great… No. Actually, there was a dream I had once ina. While that I liked. I was a rich man’s son. I went to nice restaurants with pocket money, had a nagging tutor, and fought with someone who was like my younger brother. That’s pretty nostalgic; I forgot about it until just now.

Heathcliff: When I was a kid… ah, no. I was remembering a friend: an irreplaceable friend whom I met in the Orangery of the courtyard of my parent’s home. Someday, I will definitely take Shino with me to visit that friend once more. When I do, you should come as well, Master Sage. Please, allow me to introduce you once more.

Nero: When I was a kid, huh… Well, I was born in a pretty bad place*. If I didn’t want to be abused and used by others, I had no choice but to be stringer than them. That’s probably why the first time someone praised me with “good job”… honestly, I barely understood what was happening.

*Literally: A place with bad manners

Western Wizards:

Shylock: Myself as a child? I loved the view from the top of the hill, and on sunny days I would stroll through the vineyards. At times, I would sneak grapes off the vines before the harvest… Even now I have not forgotten that fresh, sweet taste.

Murr: What I was like as a child… hmm, I wonder? That’s right, lets ask this Red Beryl*! After all, this is something I cut myself as a kid. I’m sure it will still remember me though, I was young. <Eanul Lambru>!

*A type of gem

Chloe: I cried pretty often when Rustica first found me, I’m sure it scared him. I mean, even when I ate delicious food, or wore beautiful clothes I cried. That’d surprise anyone, right? But each time, Rustica wiped my tears. That’s why, from now on, I’ll wipe his…

Rustica: I tend to be quite forgetful, so I can’t tell you much about my childhood… instead, why don’t I change to the age you wanted to know about? Whether it’s the age Chloe and I met as or younger… fufu, very well then: <Amor Est Viesse>.

Southern Wizards:

Figaro: I wasn’t very childish as a kid. Both adults and children relied on me, and I wanted to guide them in turn. I didn’t have a particularly childish childhood, but in that regard I’d say Oz and Mithra are quite similar to me. Don’t most Northern Wizards have stories like that?

Rutile: Aaah! Glasses! …Ah, I’m sorry, Mr. Leno. Earlier, Mr. Owen cast a spell on me that turned me back into a child. The spell was already broken, but for some reason I’ve become really scared of glasses… Oh, Mr. Faust. Aaah! More glasses!

Lennox: A story from my childhood… I started working in the coal mines when I was young, so I don’t have many interesting stories. …That’s right, I remember being told I had long legs and looking forward to growing as big as my father. I was so proud when I outgrew him. I’m sure my father felt the same.

Mitile: A portrait of me as a baby? …Ah, there is one, but I don’t want to show it to you. Because my head was so big as a baby… Mr. Figaro used to say it was “Rounder than the full moon” … Hey , Master Sage, please don’t laugh!

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Mahoyaku Spell Translations:

Characters are from the main storyline only (Ms1, Ms1.5/Anni1, Anni2, Ms2, Anni4)
All translations are my own, but I used google translate to define the Latin words

Sage’s Wizards:

Central Wizards:
Oz
- Spell: Vox Noct
  - (ヴォクスノク)
  - Lit. Vokusunoku
- Meaning: The Voice of the Night
  - Vox: Latin word for “voice”
  - Noct: Lain word for “night”
Arthur Granvelle
- Spell: Pernoctant Nix Zo
  - (パルノクタン・ニクスジオ)
  - Lit. Parunokutan Nikusujio
- Meaning: I spent a night in the snow with Oz
  - Pernoctant: Latin for “spend the night”
  - Nix: Latin word for “Snow”
  - Zo: Oz backwards
Cain Knightly
- Spell: Gladious Procella
  - (グラディアス・プロセーラ)
  - Lit. Guradiasu Purosera
- Meaning: Sword Storm or Storm of Swords
  - Gladious: Latin word for “Sword”
  - Procella: Latin word for “Storm”
Riquet Ortiz
- Spell: Sanretia Edif
  - (サンレティア・エディフ)
  - Lit. Sanretia Edifu
- Meaning: Eternal Faith
  - Sanretia: The Latin word “Aiternus” backwards, which means “eternal”
  - Edif: The Latin word “Fide” backwards, which means “by faith”
Northern Wizards:
Snow and White
- Spell: Nos Comunia
  - (ノスコムニア)
  - Lit. Nosucomunia
- Meaning: We are one
  - Lit. We are common/ we have in common (Common meaning the same, presumably as each other)
    - Nos: Latin word for “us”
    - Comunia: Latin word for “common” or “the same”
Mithra
- Spell: Arthim
  - (アルシム)
  - Lit. Arushimu
- Meaning: Mithra’s name backwards
  - Arshim: (roughly) ミスラ (Misura) backwards
    - Mi su ra -> A ru shi m
    - (Because the romanization of Misura is Mithra, I changed Arsim to Arthim)
Owen
- Spell: Cur Memini
  - (クーレ・メミニ)
  - Lit. Kure Memini
- Meaning: Why remember? or Why do I remember?
  - Cur: Latin word for “why”
  - Memini: Latin for “I remember”
- Spell: Quare Morito
  - (クアーレ・モリト)
  - Lit. Kuare Morito
- Meaning: Why die? or Why did he die?
  - Quare: Latin word for “why”
  - Morito: Latin word for “dying”
Bradley Bain
- Spell: Adono Potensum
  - (アドノポテンスム)
  - Lit. Adonopotensumu
- Meaning: I give power
  - Adono: Latin for “I give”
  - Potensum: Latin word for “Powerful”
Eastern Wizards:
Faust Lavinia
- Spell: Satilliuqnart Mul Kred
  - (サティルクナート・ムルクリード)
  - Lit. Satirukunato Murukurido
- Meaning: Many tranquil beliefs
  - Satilliuqnart: The Latin word “Tranquillitas”, meaning “Tranquility” backwards
  - Mul: Latin word for “many”
  - Kred: Latin for “believe”
Shino Sherwood
- Spell: Matzah Sudipas
  - (マッツァー・スディーパス)
  - Lit. Matsa Sudipasu
- Meaning: Good bread or Tasty bread
  - Matzah: A type of unleavened flat bread, part of Jewish cuisine
  - Sapidus: Latin for “tasty”
Heathcliff Blanchett
- Spell: Repusev Aivurup Sonus
  - (レプセヴァイヴルプ・スノス)
  - Lit. Repusevaivurupu Sonusu
- Meaning: Dusk and the sound of rainfall
  - (Heathcliff’s own translation, which can be found Main Story 1, chapter 4.3 In Order to Become a Wizard)
    - Repusev: Vesuper (vesperi), the Latin word for“evening”, backwards,
    - Aivurup: Purvia (Pulvia), the Latin word for “rain”, backwards
    - Sonus: Latin word for “sound”
Nero Turner
- Spell: Adnodus Omnis
  - (アドノディス・オムニス)
  - Lit. Adonodisu Omunisu
- Meaning: To tie all things together or All things tied together
  - Adnodus: Latin for “knotted”
  - Omnis: Latin word for “all”, “every”, or “any”
Western Wizards:
Shylock Bennet
- Spell: In vie belle
  - (インヴィーベル)
  - Lit. Inbiviberu
- Meaning: There is beauty in strife
  - In: Latin word for “In/Into/On/Upon”
  - Vie: From the Latin word “Invitare” which means “To invite/take on a challenge”
  - Belle: From the Latin word “bella” which means “beauty”
Murr Hart
- Spell: Eanul Lambru
  - (エアニュー・ランブル)
  - lit. Eanyu ranburu
- Meaning: Shadow of the Moon or The Moon’s Shadow
  - Eanul: Lunae (Luna) backwards, means moon in many Latin based languages
  - Lambru : A rearrangement of the letters in “Umbral”, which relates to the Latin word “umbra” which means “shadow”
Chloe Collins
- Spell: Suisupisibo Voitingok
  - (スイスピシポ・ヴォイティンゴーク)
  - Lit. Suisupishibo Voitingoku
- Meaning: Obsessive Knowledge
  - Suispisibo: The Latin word obisipsius, which means “obsessive”, backwards
  - Voitingok: The Latin word kognitiov, which means “cognition”, backwards
Rustica Ferch
- Spell: Amor Est Viesse
  - (アモレスト・ヴィエッセ)
  - Lit. Amoresuto Viese
- Meaning: Love is strength
  - Amor: Latin word for “love”
  - Est: Latin for “to be” or “is”
  - Viesse: From the Latin word “vir” which means “to live”
Southern Wizards:
Figaro Garcia
- Spell: Possideo
  - (ポッシデオ)
  - Lit. Poshideo
- Meaning: I posses or God of the Sea
  - Possideo: Latin for “I possess”
    - ALT. Could be a reference to Poseidon, the Greek God of the Sea
    - Figaro is associated with the Ocean and has a history with deism
Rutile Flores
- Spell: Ortonik Sutomaoge
  - (オルトニク・セトマオージェ)
  - Lit. Orutoniku Setomaojie
- Meaning: “A birth to the family” and “remove me” or “I will be removed”
  - Orto: relating to the Latin word “ortare” which means “birth” or “to create”
  - Nik: The English word “Kin” which means “family” backwards
  - Sutoma: “Amotus”, the Latin word for “removed”, backwards
  - Oge: “Ego”, the Latin word for “I”, backwards
Lennox Ram
- Spell: Fosetao Meiuvat
  - (フォーセタオ・メユーヴォ)
  - Lit. Fosetao Meyuvo
- Meaning: It helped me dig or he helped me dig
  - Fosetao: Latin for “He dug”
  - Meiuvat: Latin for “It helps me”
Mitile Flores
- Spell: Ortonik Celosispilce
  - (オルトニク・セアルシスピルチェ)
  - Lit. Orutoniku Searushisupiruche
- Meaning: “A birth to the family” and “To hide heaven”
  - Orto: relating to the Latin word “ortare” which means “birth” or “to create”
  - Nik: The English word “Kin” which means “family” backwards
  - Celo: Latin for “to hide” ALT. “heaven”
  - Sispilce: Latin word “Eclipsis” which means “to hide” or “to suppress”

Supporting Characters:

(In order of appearance):
Tiletta Flores
- Spell: Scintilla
  - (スキンティッラ)
  - Lit. Sukintira
- Meaning: A fading spark or A faint Presence
  - Scintilla: Latin word for “Spark” which denotes “a trace of something that barely suggests its presence (According to Cornell Law School’s online definition)”
Obisius
- Spell: Volo Habere
  - (ヴォロ・ハベーレ)
  - Lit. Voro Habere
- Meaning: I want what is rightfully mine
  - Volo: The present infinitive of the Latin word “velle” which means to “wish” or to “want”
  - Habere: The Latin word for “to have”- In Roman law it referred to one’s right to possess something
Issac
- Spell: Anima Vexat
  - (アニマム・ベクサト)
  - Lit. Anima Bekusato
- Meaning: A Troubled Soul or Troubling a Soul
  - Anima: The Latin word for one’s “soul/spirit/life”
  - Vexat: Third person singular present active indicative form of the Latin word “Vexo” which means “to harass, annoy, or trouble”
Zara
- Spell: N/A
Balthazar
- Spell: Mare Praeda
  - (メア・プラエダ)
  - Lit. Mea Puraeda
- Meaning: Prey of the sea
  - Mare: Latin word for the sea
  - Praeda: Latin word for “Prey”

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Sincerely, a Rainbow of stories for you:

Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 12

(Location: Magic Manor, Shylock’s Bar, Central Kingdom, Night Time)

Akira: (I see...the Northern Country is a meritocracy, where only the strong thrive. It's a harsh place for humans to live, but because of that, Wizards hold strong positions in society.

From the perspective of Owen, a Northern Wizards who lived somewhere like that, of course something like this may sound strange.)

...Do you think so too, Bradley? That it’s strange for wizards to be chased out of their homes by humans?

Bradley: That's right: Cowards who run away after being mocked by mere humans lack pride.

If ya’ have power, use it and live as you please.

Akira: Power…

Rustica: A person’s Innate strength is their hands and feet.

To that young woman, seeing that world is nothing special. Just like we wizards use magic.

Akira: ...It's certainly something to think about. As you say, Rustica, whether it’s normal or special doesn't make that much of a difference.

I had heard that Luka was a witch with exceptional powers… I may have approached her like that too.

Akira: It's difficult. By trying to understand someone, sometimes you push them further away.

I feel a sharp pain deep inside my chest.

Shylock smiled at me elegantly.

Shylock: What a good night. Debates like this turn sweet alcohol bittersweet, and give it more flavor.

Special or not, the mystery surrounding the author Luka is certainly expanding.

The right to look into such a world is given only to eyes that have not yet been tainted… Isn't it like the beginning of a wonderful novel?

His flexible fingers raise the glass, and the ice makes a sound. I thought it was the sound of night falling.

(Location: Magic Manor, Courtyard, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Akira Thank you very much.

Rutile: Mitile, Riquet, if anything happens, make sure to report it to Figaro-Sensei and the others.

Mitile: Yes! I'll search diligently!

Riquet: Of course, Mitile and I will do our best! Please leave everything to us!

It was the fourth day of the exhibition. It had become a daily routine for Rutile and I to see off the wizards in charge of security.

Figaro: I’m glad to hear that everything seems to be running smoothly so far.

Akira: Yes, but I heard it's very crowded every day. I hope things will stay safe until the end...

Figaro: I'm sure it'll be fine, leave it to us for today.

Looks like Leno will be coming with me.

Lennox: Yeah. Rest assured, even if thieves break in, we did some training.

Akira: Training…?

Figaro: Rutile, if Luka comes to the venue, I’ll keep an eye on her. I'll let you know if anything happens when we get back.

Rutile: Thank you very much. It's a simple request, but I'm sorry I can't accompany you today.

Figaro It’s fine, keep up the good work.

Lords Snow and White reminded me, if something happens, I'll leave her to them.

Lennox: Even now, we are all connected to mysterious creatures that we cannot even imagine.

I used to live in the mountains, so there were times when I felt something strange when deep in nature or in places with strong magical power...

I'm a little worried about a child facing that presence alone.

Mitile and the others, who finished preparing for their departure, appear as Lennox speaks calmly.

Mitile: Figaro-Sensei, Mr. Leno! We have to go soon, the exhibition's about to start.

Riquet: Tardiness is strictly prohibited. We must fulfill our responsibilities properly.

Mitile and Riquet: Well then, let's go!

Akira Please come back safely!

Astride their brooms, the wizards soared through the sky.

Rutile and I watched until they were out of sight.

Akira: I the exhibition can continue without incident.

Rutile: …Yes, I hope her new work can be unveiled safely.

Rutile gently traced the cover of the picture book she borrowed from Arthur and spoke softly, as if praying.

Akira (Huh…?)

Suddenly, sparkling, rainbow colored scales seemed to sparkle in Rutile's hands.

However, they disappeared in the blink of an eye, melting into space.

Was what I saw now... an illusion?

(Location: ???)

Luka: (I wonder what this nostalgic smell is… A distant season...the smell of sunlight…)

…Ah. I started remembering little by little. It was… a hot afternoon.

I ran, ran, ran... before I knew it, I had passed through the forest and found myself in the city.

I was supposed to be fleeing from people who did terrible things, but I ended up wandering into a place with lots of people.

I sat down at the base of a tree by the street and cried a little at the faint smell of the tree.

At that moment, something landed on my head suddenly.

A hat that smelled like fragrant wheat: I thought that was the smell of sunlight.

When I looked up, I saw slightly tanned skin and amber eyes.

That person asked "Are you lost?".

A human. If I don't run away, something terrible will happen to me again.

That's what I thought, but the soft smell of sunlight made me feel at ease and suddenly I was tired…

I shook my head slowly.

I'm not lost. Because there's no one looking for me.

...I had been walking for days, and at that moment I finally lost consciousness. The next time I woke up, I was on a fluffy bed.

There was a wet towel on my head and a gentle voice at my bedside.

"How are you?"

I heard the sound of the window opening, and the sunset-colored wind gently swayed my hair.

I could see thin clouds through the window.

A beautiful color: a mixture of yellow flowers blooming under the pale red sun, with just a hint of verdant grass.

I want to draw those clouds.

With that thought in mind, I absentmindedly surrendered to the wind.

"Hey, did you draw this?"

Eventually, the man shyly showed me a thin stack of paper and asked me.

I draw pictures of scenery and creatures whenever I feel like it. My own world...

I quickly snatched back the stack of papers.

Being able to see that world makes it difficult to live in this one. Even though I was young, I knew that.

“I apologize for looking at something so important to you without permission,'' the man said, bowing his head sheepishly.

His bright hair swaying in the evening wind reminded me of a wheat field.

...Ah, that's why it smells like sunlight.

I wondered why I thought so. But I thought so anyways.

Like warm sunlight.

The man spoke with a serious look on his face.

"You paint a very beautiful world."

“Like a daydream I had when I was young: beautiful and somewhat sad, like a memory that lives on in a corner of my mind...''

Then he handed me a clean sketchbook and new art supplies.

“...I want to know more about you and your world. Could you please draw more?"

“Of course, I won't force you, but... You're good at drawing, so I thought you might like it."

The person laughs, a slight wrinkle forming at the corner of his eyes. It was the first time I made someone laugh like this.

I wonder what that feeling was. My chest felt warm and somehow sad...

“Oh! Why are you crying!?”

The man dropped the art supplies in a panic, leaving them scattered as he looked into my face.

“Did you not like it? Or are you hurt somewhere? Your eyes will get swollen if you cry too much. We should use cold water and a cloth…”

Luka: Hey, what color are those clouds?

"Huh…?"

I pointed out the window, at the strangely colored clouds. The man leaned forward and put his hand on the window frame.

“Well...it's just dusk, so I think orange is safe. No, maybe it's vermilion..."

Luka: Yellow, pale red, and bright green.

That's how it looks to me.

Suddenly, eyes brighter than the setting sun, He turned towards me.

Involuntarily, my shoulders trembled. But the usual, scathing words didn’t come.

The golden eyelashes that framed his eyes blinked a few times in curiosity.

“… Is that so?”

“You live in a beautiful world, don't you?"

He laughed a little, like a child.

I panicked, trying to think, to come up with something.

None of the quickly changing expressions on his face were the cold ones I knew.

The first person who didn’t deny me and my world. He said she wanted to know more, without ever calling it creepy...

(Location: ???)

“Ah... that's right. I'll be calling you often, so If you don't mind, may I ask for your name?"

I can see my reflection in his straight, Amber eyes.

…Maybe I was a lost child after all.

There was someone here who could find me.

Luka: Luka.

What's your name······?

Luka: How nostalgic… it makes me feel a tingly in the back of my head.

Roxy... Roxy...! Oh, thank goodness, here you are!

It looks like you’re napping... yes, I was dreaming… a nostalgic dream.

…Ah. I hear a voice from outside the picture book, it sounds like Aslan is calling...

But I wonder why... I'm very sleepy… like my body is saying it doesn't want to wake up…

I… I wonder why I’m so sleepy…

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 11

(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Murr: Ahaha! Your sugar got eaten!!

Rutile: Well, it’s fine, I can still release make more! <Ortnik>......

Shino: No. Great job, Mithra.

Akira What?

Arthur: That’s right. See Luka? He ate one and he’s fine.

Luka: …

Luka shrank back and lowered her eyes at the sudden attention. She didn’t look scared, but confused.

Akira: Luka... Can I have one too?

Large lilac eyes blinked twice as I gently picked up the sugar that Rutile remade and bring it to my mouth.

Akira: ...Yes, it's delicious. Rutile sugar has a gentle taste.

Rutile: Is that so? I'm happy to hear it.

Once Luka saw this, she timidly picked at the sugar, and with slightly trembling hands, brought it to her mouth.

I could hear the cute sound of sugar rolling in her little mouth.

Luka: …!

It’s delicious...

Immediately, Luka’s expression softened and,like a flower blossoming suddenly, the air around her became soft.

Aslan: Luka…

Rutile: So you liked it! Luka, I'm so happy to see you smile. Your smile is probably better than sweet sugar: I think it has the power to cheer someone up!

Arthur: Indeed. And isn’t her complexion looking a little better?

Heathcliff: I think so. She’s not so pale anymore… I’m glad everything worked out.

Aslan: Thank you, everyone… It's been a while since I've seen her look like this.

Isn’t that wonderful, Luka? Let’s thank everyone for their kindness.

Shino: Look, isn’t this one of a kind?

Shino used magic to pick up the fallen picture and hand it to Luka. The ivy that had been writhing around had since calmed down.

Shino: It's an important picture book.

Luka: …Yes, thank you.

Shino: Hehe, you're welcome.

Murr: Hey, where's the sparkle from earlier?

Heathcliff: Sparkle?

Murr: The sparkles in every color of the rainbow! Didn't everyone see it?

Akira: Rainbow-colored... did it look like a magic powder?

Murr: Yes, that! Where did it disappear to?

Luka: Ah…

Looking confused, she hid behind Aslan's back again, holding the picture book in her arms.

Murr: Well, then. I’ll give you more sugar!

When Muru chanted a spell, a large amount of sugar fell from the ceiling.

Like rain illuminated by the sunrise, Like stars falling from the sky, Like petals blown along by a whimsical spring breeze.

It fell gently down on her.

Luka: …!!

Luka took a deep breath as her big eyes opened even further, sparkling as they caught the reflection of the sugar.

The expressions on the wizards' faces were strange, though naturally, I couldn’t look away from her. Rutile, standing next to me, was also captivate by the dazzling encounter.

Murr: Hey, wont you tell me?

Luka: …Um…

Oz: What is going on here?

Arthur: Lord Oz!

Luka: …!

Luka gasped and ran off, her silver hair swaying as she left.

Akira: Luka!

Aslan: ...I apologize on her behalf!.

Aslan bowed his head slightly, and followed after Luka.

Murr: Huh? Even though she seemed to like Sugar. I guess Oz's face was too scary!

Shino: In any case, what should we do? There's a sea of sugar all over the floor.

Akira Oh, that’s right!

Arthur: We must clean it up quickly. There are still other visitors here…

Mithra: Dis kina creening isn oo ad *Crunch crunch*

Heathcliff: Um… Mithra, what did you say just now?

Rutile: “This kind of cleaning isn’t too bad”… that’s great to hear!

Murr: Let’s fix it quickly with magic! <Earnul Ranbul> !

Oz: …

While Murr chanted his spell, Oz stared silently in the direction Luka had run.

Akira: Is something wrong, Oz?

Oz: That girl seemed strange to me. It is as if something that is supposed to be there is not... or perhaps it has not yet sprouted?

Akira: It hasn't sprouted...?

Oz: The source of all magical power……. the heart.

I slowly thought over Oz's words in my mind.

I looked at him questioningly, but he simply shook his head, swinging his long hair.

Oz: This is merely hypothetical. Magic comes from the heart.

More importantly, Sage, did you not hear that child’s story from that amber-eyed man?

Young wizards struggle with controlling their magic and are easily confused.

The twins are in charge of security at this exhibition. Just to be safe, I recommend reporting this incident.

(Location: ???, ???)

Luka: Hey, Roxy. Do you know Sugar?

A sparkling sweet lump like a star created by Wizards.

I wonder if I could make some too.

I've never done it before, so I don't know how but...

Hey, Roxy... My head is spinning, and I… feel restless all the time…

I don’t have much time left.

I have to finish the picture book as soon as possible.

After all, Aslan has worked so hard.

I don't know what I want to do. After all, once the picture book is completed...

The whole time I’ve been here it’s been so warm I almost thought I was back inside the egg but, right now I feel warm inside too.

Hey, where is the boundary between outside and inside?

If I stay here, I wonder if I’ll melt into this world like sugar candy.

Sweet, sweet, sugar candy.

Like the sugar I ate earlier...

Sweet… crisp... sparkling...

More… more…

(Location: Magic Manor, Living Room, Central Kingdom, Afternoon)

Snow: I see… in other words, the world depicted in picture books is neither a fantasy nor a fabrication of literature…

White: But instead what a young girl named Luka actually saw through her eyes.

After returning to the Manor, I visited the twins with Oz, Arthur, and Rutile.

Akira: That’s correct. I didn't ask Luka herself, but that is what I heard from Aslan.

Apparently, she’s possessed these special powers since he was very young.

Rutile: Besides, when I saw Luka staring at an empty space, I heard her calling out for someone named "Roxy".

Snow and White: Roxy?

Rutile: Please take a look at this.

When Rutile opened the picture book, an illusion spilled out and a fluffy, rainbow-colored creature appeared.

Rutile: This is Roxy. In the picture book, she is depicted as a dear friend of a young girl.

White: Somehow, this is truly… a creature worthy of the title “mythical creature”.

Roxy is probably the name that that child bestowed upon it.

However, ‘tis rumored that this species no longer exists in this era. They have gone extinct.

Very little has been recorded about this species. In the first place, they were always rarely spotted.

Akira: Now that I look closely… the creature by Luka’s side must have been Roxy.

Rutile: Yes, not the one depicted in this picture book, but the real Roxy...

White: Hmm. What do you think, Oz? You must have observed the girl in person.

Oz: Her magic was weak. However, she had a strange presence.

It would not be surprising if she had a connection with such a creature.

Snow and White: Oh…

(Location: Magic Manor, Shylock’s Bar, Central Kingdom, Night Time)

Shylock: I see… so she was able to draw such a details World because she’d witnessed it for herself.

Word of Luka’s special powers quickly spread throughout the Magic Manor.

The topic was also discussed at Shylock's bar.

Shylock: I must say I am quite interested in this world that the rest of us are incapable of viewing. I would love to speak to her about it.

Shylock's eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth turned up as he smoked from his pipe. I was taken aback by his bewitching expression.

Shylock: Master Sage? Your face looks red. Even though I haven't given you any alcohol, have you gotten drunk, perhaps?

Akira N-no! Umm...

Rustica: Maybe you were the one who got drunk, Shylock, with that sweet smile.

Bradley: I'm sure this’d be too harsh on a child's tongue, though.

Shylock: Oh? It’s an honor. In that case, allow me to provide this service for you.

Looking at the glass Shylock held out to him, Bradley smiled, showing his canines.

Bradley: Hey, shopkeeper. What are you trying to do with me by serving me such hard liquor?

Shylock: I would like to introduce you to the comfortable world of drunkenness. Though, I don't imagine you to be the type who gets drunk on alcohol.

Bradley: You certainly have an interesting hobby. Fine, I'll go out with you. *

Clearing his throat, Bradley grinned and tipped his glass.

At the end of the counter, where a light drinking competition had begun, Faust sat at the bar.

Faust: However, I had no idea that Luca Carol was such a young witch.

Rustica: I was quite surprised as well. But I'm sure there is a mysterious world that can only be reflected through pure eyes.

I hear that young children are particularly sensitive to such things.

Akira: Snow and White also said that childhood is the time when most people, whether humans or wizards, have special powers unconditionally.

I've heard stories like that back in my world as well.

Faust: That's probably right. The degree varies from person to person, but children tend to possess sensibilities that adults lack.

Though they’re too young to handle them properly, all their senses are excellently sharp.

However, there are not even a handful of people who retain these traits as they grow into adults. That girl must have had a hard time not having many people who understood her.

Akira: Yes… it seems she didn’t have a very good environment until she was taken in by Aslan.

Apparently her struggles stemmed from others seeming her mysterious world to be “creepy”…

Owen: No matter how weak she is, she's still a witch. What is there to struggle with?

Akira: Owen…

Owen, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned heavily against the backrest, arching his body.

He turned his head in my direction and continued speaking.

Owen: Even if a Wizard is abandoned, they can live on their own.

It’d be fine to just wield that special power to keep others away or make them fear you.

Translator’s note:

*I kid you not, he said “付き合ってやるよ”. I did some research and in this context “付き合っ” means “date” and “てやるよ” would mean “I will”, so congratulations ShyBrad/ BradShy shippers!

As always, I’m still learning the language so if anyone more qualified than me objects to this translation, please let me know so I can fix it :)

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(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Aslan: No actually… it’s the world she sees.

Akira: ?

Suddenly, I remembered Snow and White’s words.

The world in the picture books actually exists, but it would be impossible for most to witness it.

Akira: …I heard that even powerful wizards are seldom able to witness that mysterious world. Is Luka… really able to do so?

Aslan: Yes, though it’d be hard for us to imagine such a thing… As long as I can remember, that child has had the ability to see such sights.

Although we cannot, she can certainly see the mysterious world that exists there.

The flowing celadon colored clouds and the dark blue lake that sparkles among mysterious swaying grass and fragrant flowers…

Akira: … By any chance are there rainbow colored butterflies and fluffy animals running about?

Aslan: There are. Everything Luka draws is real scenery she’s seen.

Akira: How can you be sure? You aren’t able to see it yourself…

Aslan: Haha, you’re right about that. At first, I’d believed that all wizards were like that. They are said to be mysterious beings who see things humans can’t.

Luka was actually the first Wizard I’d met. She spoke so happily about invisible scenes painted in different colors than the ones I could see.

I was always thrilled to hear her stories and see her pictures.

Aslan’s gentle voice was tinged with sincerity. The way he spoke excitedly reminded me of a boy yearning for the unknown.

Aslan: I wasn’t really surprised when I later discovered it was a rare talent. No… maybe deep down I already knew.

That child is beloved by her mysterious world. The way she depicts it really makes it seem as though it exists alongside her.

Despite the gleam in Aslan’s eyes, there was a slight gloom there as well.

Aslan: However… though she’d been blessed with these abilities since she was born, it seems it was difficult for others to understand her.

Her words were labeled lies and delusions and were shunned. It seems she was treated quite harshly…

I imagined it as I heard his slightly hoarse voice. Certainly, you can't share what your eyes perceive and your skin feels with those around you.

My heart ached as I remembered how she looked down, her heart closed, as if she was afraid of something.

Akira: Um… what about her parents? Luca is still a child. As far as going home…

Aslan: I don’t really know the details, but it doesn’t seem like she has any relatives.

I came across her when I was visiting the eastern country to collect Art. I came across her on the side of the street and took her in.

Back then, it did not seem that she was well.

I think that I made the right choice back then, but in the end, I was the one who was lucky to meet her.

Akira: Eh?

Aslan: I was the one who fell in love with her talent.

I thought his eyes, containing no lies or hesitation, were like warm sunlight.

Aslan: The only things she had with her were a thin stack of paper and a tattered wood pen.

Then suddenly, a breeze blew the bundle over and I was moved by the world I saw.

It really was beautiful… full of mysterious charm I’d never seen before, it made my heart melt.

At first, no matter how much I tried to tell her that, she wouldn’t accept it. It was as though her heart, which had endured solitude with no one believing her for such a long time, refused to believe in anyone else in turn.

Aslan closed his eyes, as if overcome with nostalgia, and took a deep breath.

Aslan: She is a calm and delicate child, just like the world she depicts. I want many people to learn about her and her world.

Akira: Your message will get across; I’m sure of it.

When they see the world depicted in that picture book, they will surely be absorbed and fascinated.

I was, and I’m not the only one: everyone at the manor, from the children to long lived wizards, were impressed by the world Luca drew.

Aslan: Oh… Thank you very much!

I want many people at the exhibition to see her work, and for her to gain her confidence once more.

That’s why…

???: Aaaah!

At that moment, I heard a loud noise and screams that followed it.

Aslan: That was Luca’s voice-!

Muttering that to himself, Aslan took off towards the source of the screams, and I followed.

When we arrived at the picture book exhibition area, I saw Luca’s small back crouched in the center.

Rutile was beside her, holding her shoulder gently, and Heathcliff was there too.

Akira: Rutile, Heathcliff! What happened?

Looking around, I noticed a large picture book had fallen next to Luca.

Something like ivy was growing from the open page and wiggling around.

Aslan: Luca, could it be, again…

Luca: I-it’s different.

She whispered, shaking her head. Her confused expression made her seem very upset.

Heathcliff: Um… she didn’t do anything wrong. We were the ones who surprised her.

Rutile: When I called out to her, she was surprised and dropped the book. Isn’t that right, Luca?

Luca: …

Suddenly, my vision sparkled like an optical illusion. It looked as though rainbow colored scales appeared out of nowhere and danced through the air surrounding Luca.

Luca: … Roxy.

Luca muttered, staring blankly at the empty space.

Akira: (…Roxy?)

Aslan spoke, while gently patting Luca’s back.

Aslan: Luca, I’m not angry, let’s calm down a little.

Everything is okay. Your exhibit will work out just fine. There is no need to feel anxious, because I am here with you.

Your world will make everyone happy, I guarantee it.

Luca looked down without saying a word, her mouth closed tightly.

Aslan gently placed his large palm on Luca’s head and lowered his eyebrows, as if he was scared.

Aslan: I think she’s a little tired, as her new work is nearing completion. It’s her first time having the opportunity to exhibit her works and I think she’s been nervous for a while.

Aslan glanced at the Ivy growing out of the fallen picture book and let out a breath.

Luca’s thin silver hair swayed as she snuggled close to Asan, but neither of them said a thing.

Heathcliff: …We wizards use our hearts to create magic. That’s why, when our hearts are not calm,our magic power is not stable and we cannot control our magic properly.

Luca: Magic with… your heart…?

Heathcliff: Yes, I also sometimes feel uneasy and find it difficult to use magic…

Heathcliff smiled slightly, like a soft breeze, and continued speaking.

There was an irresistible gentleness in his voice.

Akira: … I understand. My heart, too, gets stiff when I am nervous, and then I only become more anxious when I realize I can’t move as I want…

This is true for me, even as a human, so it must be even more difficult for those of you who use magic with your hearts.

Come to think of it, when I first came to this world, and I still couldn’t tell left from right, I was nervous.

What calmed me down was that blonde person.

Heathcliff: It was… me?

Akira: Yes, when I first woke up at the Manor and we made breakfast together. At that time, he gave me sugar and I felt my heart relax.

Heathcliff: Ah… that’s right.

How nostalgic, I’m a little embarrassed, but I’m glad to hear you say that, Master Sage.

Luca: …Sugar?

What fell from Luca’s pale pink sips was anticipation as sweet as powdered sugar.

Still clutching the fabric of Aslan’s suit, her big eyes looked towards me.

Rutile: Luca, put out your palm.

As if invited by Rutile’s soft smile, Luca stretched out a small palm, resembling a maple leaf.

When Rutile’s fingertips lightly grazed Luca’s palm, star shaped sugar appeared.

Luca: …!

Amazing: it appeared from nothing! Is this… magic?

Rutile: Yes. Wizards cannot create something from nothing, but we can create sugar from magic.

Luca, if you eat this, you will feel better and your heart will calm down. You look a little pale right now, but if you eat this I’m sure you’ll feel better.

Luca: This is sugar…

Shino: You’re a Wizard and you didn’t even know that?

I turned, hearing a familiar voice. Without my noticing, Shino was standing next to me.

Arthur, Mithra, and Murr were also there. They all probably came when they heard the commotion.

Luca: …It’s small, like a star. I should eat this?

Rutile: Please, go ahead!

Akira: It’s sweet and very delicious.

Luca: …

Confusion and curiosity swirled in her big eyes that stared down at the sugar.

At that moment, a long arm suddenly stretched out and snatched the sugar from Luca’s palm.

Akira and Rutile and Heathcliff: ?!

Mithra: *crunching noises* *

Akira: M-Mithra…!

Translator’s note:

*The sound Mithra makes is バリボリ (baribori) it is an onomatopoeic word denoting the eating or chewing of something hard.

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(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Owen: Wait, didn’t I tell you to open a door back to the Manor?

Mithra: That was my intention, but this person here doesn’t seem to listen even when I tell them that, so it seems my plans have been averted.

Why don’t you go around with someone as well? I thought I saw Cain upstairs…

Owen: Why Sir Knight? And in any case, I saw Oz with him. I wouldn’t go on pain of death.

Mithra: Then should I kill you?

Owen: Ha?

Mithra: Shall we test to see if you really don’t want to, even if you're dead?

Owen: …You’re the one who can’t understand the things people say…

Figaro: Wow, this goblet is beautiful. It looks like a vintage piece.

Snow: Indeed, I sense depth from the many years it’s passed through.

White: Old things tend to have a noble quality and dignity.

Snow: This was created sometime, somewhere, by someone who poured their whole heart and soul into bringing about its existence.

White: I feel as though I can sense a part of the creator’s life through this goblet.

Figaro: Human lifespans are certainly much shorter than ours, but this is well crafted.

Since their lives are so short, they hurry to leave behind something of value… sounds like a stressful sort of life.

Still, I don’t think my own way of life is necessarily bad… I’d like to look a little better though.

Snow: Oh no, Figgie.

White: Are you feeling emotional?

Figaro: Hahaha, not at all. I merely thought this goblet was good at conveying the weight of history.

Murr: Heyhey! You’ve been saying it looks old for a while, but this goblet looks completely young!

The three of you are much older- of course I am too!

Snow & White & Figaro: …

Figaro: What an outrageous thing to say to a young person like me.

Snow: That’s right!

White: What's so old about these pretty twins?

Murr: Everything!!!

Snow & White: Murrie, be quiet!

Shylock: I must apologize, has my cat gone and done something rude again?

Figaro: Not at all, just the usual. In any case, “my cat” is quite the expression. I'd like to hear it again.

Murr: I think so too! Does Figaro also want to be treated like a cat?

Shylock: Oh my, will someone of your size be kept by me?

Figaro: I’m a little different from Murr though… anyways, are there any benefits to becoming a pet cat?

Shylock: Let me see... You can enjoy exciting dawns, sensual middays, passionate dusk, and sensational nights.

Snow: That’s a rather extreme lineup.

White: The children shouldn’t hear it.

Figaro: It’s an interesting offer if true, but wouldn’t it be a bit difficult?

Shylock: May I ask why?

Figaro: You don’t enjoy the things you don’t want.

You’re generally one of the tamer Western Wizards, but you’re still quite fickle.

Shylock: Haha… how observant, but isn’t that up to you?

Figaro: Oh, don’t say that.

Murr: Then I’ll tell you a fickle story too! Shylock, you also think this goblet is old right?

Shylock: It certainly appears to have stood the test of time…

Murr: Exactly! But you yourself are definitely much older than this goblet!

Shylock: …

Figaro: … Oh, I was actually planning on taking a look upstairs.

Snow: What a coincidence, we were too!

White: Right, let’s go!

Murr: Everyone’s leaving? But the fun is about to begin!

Shylock: Haha… Murr… would you repeat what you said just now?

Cain and I followed the sound of clanking armpit and found the suit walking around on its own.

Cain: This is the suit of armor that was walking around on the first day. Did you go off on your own again?

The armor stopped its course and bowed respectfully to me.

Akira: Umm… it’s nice to meet you.

Cain: It’s quite a gentlemanly suit of armor.

The armor turns and bows to Cain.

Cain saluted in return. The shadow of a soldier overlapped with his dignified profile.

Akira: As expected, you look really cool!

Owen: Praising him just for saluting… Master Sage, don’t you think you’re spoiling him too much?

Akira: Owen.

Cain: Weren’t you leaving?

Owen: The door that was supposed to open remained closed, so now I’m stuck here. How annoying…

Suddenly, the armor made a clanging noise and knelt down to Owen who was complaining.

Owen: …? What is this?

Akira: It seems to like you.

Cain: The armor seems to respond differently depending on the person it’s faced with. What’s the criteria…?

Oh right, we’re supposed to return this armor to the exhibition hall. Hey, would you mind helping us out?

Owen: No way, I was just passing by. Good luck with that.

Cain: Hey look, it’s staring at you like it’s waiting for instructions. Wanna try saying something?

Owen: How should I know? I’m not its master.

With that, Owen turned on his heel and left, however the sound of armored footsteps trailed behind him, noisily.

Owen: Shut up! At least walk quietly.

Akira: That… is the direction of the armor exhibition hall.

Cain: I’ll go ahead and keep an eye on them. It’d be bad if that guy’s mood changed and he destroyed the suit of armor.

Akira: Then I’ll take a look at the exhibits around here.

Cain: Understood. Hey, wait for me!

I watched Cain leave before looking up at the crafts lined up on the walls.

Then, I heard a soft and gentle voice call out to me.

Aslan: Master Sage.

When I turned around, I was met with a pair of straight amber eyes. Aslan smiled gently, put his hand on his chest, and bowed gracefully.

Akira: Mr. Aslan

Aslan: I apologize for approaching you while you are occupied. The other day I failed to even introduce myself properly…

In addition, I heard that the Sages Wizards are personally overseeing the safety of the venue. How can I express my gratitude?

Akira: Please don’t worry, there’s no need for that at all!

I’m pretty sure that everyone is still enjoying the event, even while on patrol. Of course, I am as well.

Aslan: Oh, I’m relieved to hear that. That’s what I thought as well, everything here is quite a marvelous sight isn’t it?

Akira: Yes, definitely. There are still many areas I have yet to visit, though. Is Luka here with you today?

Aslan: She’s probably somewhere in the venue. That girl is quite absent minded and fickle.

Just when you think she’s disappeared, she appears again suddenly. That’s why you can’t really leave her alone…

Akira: (That kind of sounds like everyone back at the manor. They are Wizards, after all…)

Aslan: She’s kind of like… a cat.

Akira: Yes.

Aslan: Oh, sorry for the weird example.

Akira: Not at all! Actually, I thought the same.

Aslan: Is that so?

Akira: Yes!

Involuntarily, my face breaks into a smile. Though we’d only known each other for a short while, our similar thoughts made me feel close to him.

Akira: Wizards are blithe and free. Honestly, sometimes I feel jealous of that. Because they are people who value their hearts…

Aslan: I know what you mean! Sometimes, I wish that I could live like that too.

Ah, honestly, it’s a little strange to be able to share my feelings with you like this.

Aslan, who seemed a little excited, let out a sigh to compose himself.

Aslan: Umm… do you ever have a hard time being with the wizards?

Akira: …Well… I can’t really say it out loud but… sometimes…

I answered shyly, scratching my cheek.

Aslan gave me a mischievous smile in return.

Aslan: We’re the same, then. *

His amber eyes narrowed, making him look younger.

At first, I had been a little nervous speaking to him because he was the son of a noble family, but his friendly smile made him seem like an ordinary young man, just like Cain and the others.

Akira: (I can’t believe I’m able to share such a secret story with someone who also shares their days with wizards.)

But… Luka is really amazing, being able to create a world like that despite being so young.

Even the long-lived wizards were surprised. Of course, Luka’s painting skills are remarkable, but the subjects of the paintings themselves are all very rare.

Did she research the spirits and phantom beasts for her picture books from literature?

When I asked my question, Aslan’s eyes widened a little. However, he immediately smiled kindly and shook his head.

Aslan: No, actually… it’s the world she sees.

Akira: ?

Translator’s notes:

*同士 can also mean “companion”, “comrade”, “friend”. An argument could be made for an alternative translation. The original sentence is “同士、ですね。”

As always, I hope you enjoyed reading, and please let me know if you spot any mistakes!

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(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Lennox: That's right. Although progress is being made slowly, It's not about making money, it's about living.

Bradley: What a waste. Aren't people in the south interested in making money?

Faust: … There are Livelybirds here, they’re the highest quality edible bird.

Bradley: What?

Nero: What?

Faust: Nero, what would you do?

Nero: Umm… it depends on the type, but I’d probably squeeze it and make it into a stew? Why do you ask?

Faust: I can’t make soup as well as you can, so I think I’ll just watch them flap their wings. Even though these birds are the highest quality for consumption, I don’t hate watching them. Just standing here doesn’t feel like a waste at all.

Bradley and Nero: …

Faust: By the way, I’ll be looking forward to trying the stew.

Nero: Haha...are you asking for food or preaching philosophy? But I guess I'm in the mood for stew tonight.

Faust: I see. I'm looking forward to it.

Bradley: What a bland and Eastern conversation. Anyways, they probably won’t even notice just one going missing… It’s pretty clever to use us as security, but I can’t forgive ‘em for thinkin’ all the Sage’s Wizards are goody two shoes. Hey, isn’t it pretty bold of ‘em to throw a thief into a treasure trove?

Faust: Who knows. If you want to go back to prison, I won't stop you.

Bradley: I can't get enough of it. Well, I'm not the only one with bad habits.

Nero: What? Don’t look at me while grinning like that…

Bradley: Don’t be so embarrassed. Hey, take a look at this.

Nero: Oh, as expected, that's pretty impressive…

Faust: Hey.

Lennox: You guys.

Nero: Huh?

Bradley: Yeah?

Lennox: What are you going to do with that gem? Or rather, when did you even grab it...

Nero: ! N-no, this is...

Bradley: Haha... Don't listen to nonsense like that. What else can you do with a jewel except put it in your pocket?

Faust: Do you really want to go back to prison? Stealing during a mission… are you really so eager to return to prison? Oz and the twins are still in the building, you know. And Nero, you’re really going along with a thief like Bradley?

Nero: Well, no, this is...um… training!

Faust and Lennox: Training?

Nero Of course. Our mission is to guard the venue, right? Even though our main purpose is to watch the magical exhibits, there's no guarantee that no one will try to mess with valuable items like these.

Lennox: I see....... so you were testing our awareness?

Nero: Exactly. Isn’t that right, Brad…ly?

Bradley: What a pain.

Nero: Bradley!

Bradley: Hey hey, you're right. All I did was go along with the training. A real thief just showed you all an example, so grateful.

Faust: Sigh...well, it’s definitely good practice for dealing with theft.

Lennox: Indeed. Bradley's presence was as expected, Nero is surprisingly good at imitating thieves.

Nero: Haha, thanks...

Faust: But Leno, during an actual situation, it would be better to neutralize the threat without waiting to ask questions, instead of calling out to them like I did just now.

Lennox: I understand.

Faust: The next stop is the floor below. Let’s go.

Lennox: Of course.

Bradley: ...You have a troublesome way of dealing with people. You really can't drop your bad habits.

Nero: Well...I'm just a humble cook. Please put that jewel back, though.

Mitile: Don’t the sheep look so stylish?

Riquet: They look like rainbow colored clouds.

Chloe: I think they look like Murr’s fireworks!

Mitile: Everyone's interpretations are different, but I can’t find the title of the exhibit anywhere…

Riquet: I cannot see it either.

Chloe: Hmm… I wonder what the picture is supposed to be?

Riquet: Then, let us combine everyone's opinions into "clouds dyed in rainbow colors surrounded by fireworks launched by Murr".

Mitile: My stylish sheep weren’t included!

Riquet: That’s true… then perhaps “Sheep who have been dressed up by wizards gazing at the rainbow clouds by Murr’s fireworks”?

Chloe: So their fluffy wool is completely dyed by magic?

Riquet: How is it?

Mitile: I like it!

Rustica: What a lovely painting. It looks like you are all having fun too.

Chloe: Rustica! Hey Rustica, what do you think this picture looks like?

Rustica: Hmm, I believe... it may be the fresh salad I ate this morning?

Chloe: We’ve added another idea!

Mitile: But maybe we can still figure it out somehow...?

Riquet: That must be a tomato, and this may be...

Chloe, Mitile, and Riquet: Aparagus!

Rustica: Oh? That's strange,I do not remember asparagus being in the salad. I was happy to eat it, but I feel as though the salad had a bittersweet taste.

Chloe: What kind of salad is that?

Rustica: Itvwas a mysterious salad that felt nostalgic even though it was my first time eating it. As you can see in the painting, there were many different things mixed together, it was quite lively, and very delicious. Oh?

Mitile: Ah!? Please look over here…!

Riquet: The picture is moving!

Chloe: I wonder what... did the painting just change into text? It's says "change."

Rustica: I'm sure that's the name of this picture. Maybe he told us because we were discussing it. Haha, thank you for your polite response.

Riquet: Is it the work of a magical mechanism?

Mitile: I'm sure it is. I'm glad we were able to learn its proper name!

Riquet: However, it may be moving due to the influence of the <Great Catastrophe>...

Chloe: If that’s case, I wonder if it’ll be able to return to its original form. If it can’t, doesn’t that mean we changed the picture?

Mitile: What? I-is that so!?

Riquet: Oh, It started moving again!

Mitile and Riquet: P-please change back!

Chloe: Oh, it’s back to its original form! That’s good…

Rustica: Indeed, after all, one’s original appearance is the most lovely of all.

Shino: Mithra, Owen, where are you going?

Mithra: I am returning to the Manor, why?

Owen: It’s none of your business anyways. Mithra, hurry up and open the door.

Shino: Hah, I knew the two of you would run away. There’s no way you’d be interested in art.

Owen: Who’s running? Besides, you don’t care either

Shino: At least I understand better than either of you. I am in service to the famous Blanchett family.

Mithra: But you are not interested, are you? You are chasing us around, after all.

Owen: Where is your beloved liege now? I wonder if he felt annoyed at such a loud guard dog, and sent you away.

Shino: What did you say?!

Rutile: Oh, Mr. Mithra!

Heathcliff: So this is where you were, Shino.

Owen: Oh good, your master finally came pick you up.

Shino: Watch yourself.

Heathcliff: W-what happened? You have such a scary look on your face…

Owen: Your little guard dog was pretending to be useful before he realized his master didn’t want him and he started crying and howling.

Shino: I wasn’t crying, don’t just say weird things.

Mithra: You did not deny being left behind.

Shino: Shut up.

Heathcliff: I’m sorry, Shino. I was looking for a specific exhibit, and before I knew it, we’d been separated.

Owen: This one didn’t deny it either.

Shino: Be quiet. How dare you interrupt Heath.

Shino Don’t apologize, Heath. It’s a servant’s job to stand back while the master has fun.

Heathcliff: Don't say that, I was looking for you. I finally found a place in the exhibition that interests me.

Shino: Are there any machines or contraptions? You said you wanted to see them.

Heathcliff: The selection is amazing. It's a spring-style wind-up toy, but it turns in the opposite direction than is usual, so let's go see it together. You might be bored though…

Shino: I’ll be waiting here. You should go take a look around by yourself. It'll be more fun for you if you go alone than if you watch it with someone who doesn’t know much and can’t appreciate it.

Heathcliff: Shino…

Shino: I don't want to interfere with the things you love.

Heathcliff: …I see. I apologize, my request was unreasonable.

Shino: What? Why do you suddenly look lonely? Fine, I guess it can’t be helped: I'll go around with you. What a spoiled guy…

Heathcliff: Whose fault is that? But thanks.

Owen: Tsk, what a boring conclusion.

Mithra: What do you want? ...I am beginning to feel fatigued.

Rutile: Let's go see the exhibition together! There are artificial flowers that pass as real, and elaborate mechanical dolls on display.

Owen: Did the moon curse any of those so that you die if you touch them?

Mithra: Is there such a curse that attacks people when they get close?

Rutile: There don’t seem to be any changes like that so far, so don't worry.

Owen: Really? What a letdown. Let's go back to the Manor after all.

Mithra: I will do the same. If anything happens, please blow that bird whistle and I will rush to your location right away.

Rutile: In that case, can I blow it now?

Mithra: Did you hear a word I said? Please don't blow it for no reason.

Rutile: But my reason is that I would like to tour the exhibition with Mr. Mithra. Don't you want to share a fun experience with someone else? I'd like to find out more about your feelings and the things you like, would you please tell me about them?

Mithra: Sigh…

Rutile: Hey, come on, let's go!

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 7

(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Figaro: That plan sounds good. That cunning tendency you two have, I don't hate it.

Snow: Then feel free to join us, Figgie.

White: We’ll go all out to win everyone over!

Snow & White: Yay!

Figaro: As you should. After all, we are “good” wizards.

Following the fading sounds of chattering voices disappearing into the back of the venue were Murr and Shylock.

Murr: Hey, do you think it would be easier to win over the guests if something terrible happened?

Shylock: That may be the case. However, to wish for such a thing before an incident even occurs...

Murr: Do I have to stay out of trouble?

Shylock: Not at all. You are free to do as you wish.

I’d never wish for such an incident but… the immorality of expecting such an event is irresistibly tempting.

Murr: What a nice expression! Incidents are exciting!

Shylock: Fufu. However, that may not be our role this time. I’m afraid it’d be all too easy to forget what is expected of us while engrossed in these strange exhibits.

Murr: Well, that’s fine! It's a waste not to enjoy the fun things in front of you before they’re gone!

Shylock: Yes, let's go. To truly enjoy this invitation.

A few paces ahead of them was Faust. Lennox's large shadow trailed not far behind him.

Faust: I don't really feel like going through with this, but... it can't be helped now that we’ve already accepted.

It would be inconvenient if something were to happen and they blamed us for not being able to handle it.

Lennox: Once again, your words are misleading, Lord Faust. You mean to participate in order to spare the younger wizards from criticism in case of an emergency.

Faust: You’re wrong.

Lennox: I have a rough idea of the venue’s security arrangements. I do not believe there are any weak points.

Faust: I thought the same... it's a pretty large venue, so it seems the magical exhibits are scattered throughout. Let's go up to the top floor, and make our rounds as we head down.

Lennox: I will accompany you.

Faust: Very well. If anything unusual occurs, I’ll investigate first. While I do that, you should guide visitors away from the area… wait no. Why are you even following me? Go somewhere else.

Lennox: If an incident does occur, I believe it would be best to respond in the way you suggested.

Faust…

Lennox: Should I leave?

Faust: I understand, do as you like.

Lennox: Thank you, I will.

Nero: Y’know, Riquet, the party on the last day will have a buffet.

Riquet: What is a buffet?

Bradley whistled as he snatched the informational pamphlet that Nero attempted to show Rike out of his hands.

Bradley: Y’ take as much food as you want ‘nd pile it onto yer plate.

Which ones to choose… well, isn't this a large selection? As long as I can eat my fill, I don't mind attending the party at least.

Riquet: Getting to eat everything I want… I feel as though I will fall into depravity.

Bradley: What’s wrong with that? You’ve never been to a place like this before, right? You should just do whatever you like.

Riquet: I will not. And it’s easier to lose your way among so many options.

Nero: That’s fine. There are lots’o high quality options ‘ere, and it’s yer dinner, so it’s okay to indulge for a bit.

Riquet: …Really?

Nero: I’m sure they’ll also have your favorite: Bread Pudding.

Riquet: Will you make it for me?

Nero: I don’t make the food here though…

Riquet: Is that… so…

Nero: The chefs ‘ere ‘re better ‘nd more skilled than me.

Riquet: But I like your cooking.

Nero: Haha, it’s an honor. If y’ find anything y’ like let me know and I’ll make it when we get back to the house.

Bradley: Oh, isn't that nice? I guess you’ll need to try a whole bunch o’ new things.

Riquet: Okay!

Mithra: That is what a buffet is. If you do not finish every dish laid out for you, you will be killed.

Mitile: What?! No one’s going to die! All you have to do is pick out as much food as you like and eat it.

Mithra: How much is “as much as you like”? Does that mean I can eat it all myself?

Mitile: According to the rules, there’s nothing wrong with that, but it's not good to keep everything to yourself. We all have to share with each other.

Mithra: Well, it will depend on my mood. Where is the buffet displayed?

Mitile: The buffet isn’t an exhibit though…

Owen: It doesn't matter, I'm not interested in such a small reward. Can I leave?

Rustica: You can decide whether or not you are interested after looking around a little more.

There may be rewards that will make you much happier than parties and luxurious meals.

Chloe: That's right, it’d be a waste to miss a reward just because you left early.

Owen: There’s no way something that would satisfy me would be in a place like this.

Chloe: Where would it be?

Owen: …Somewhere?

Rustica: If it exists somewhere in this world, it may very well be here.

You may encounter it today, tomorrow, or even in a hundred years.

Owen: You’re so annoying. Can I cover that noisy mouth?

Rustica: If something is going to be covered, I’d rather it be my ears. When you cover your ears, you can hear the sounds inside you echoing, right? It’s so exciting to hear the voice of your heart. Go ahead and do so.

Chloe: Oh, everyone’s gone ahead. Look, Cain is waiting for us.

Cain: Hey! Don’t get lost.

Owen: Ha? Who’s lost?

Rustica: What should we do? Are you lost?

Owen: I’m not trying to be.*

Chloe: Rustica gets lost all the time.

Rustica: Haha, that’s right. But maybe I… maybe it’s because I want to get lost. Thank you, Chloe.

Chloe: Wait, why?

Rustica: I mean… I’m able to get lost because there’s someone looking for me.

Arthur: What is this statue...?

Cain: Arthur, did something happen?

Arthur: Look at this.

Cain: What a strange statue. There are so many tails on the body. Let’s see… the title is... "Oz"?!

Oz: ...What has happened?

Arthur: Lord Oz! I-it’s nothing at all.

Oz: You’ve seen the sculpture?

Arthur: Oh!

Cain: I thought it was some creepy monster, but it looks like it’s a figure of some legend about Oz. You sure have a lot of stories surrounding you, Oz.

Oz: I have no interest in what others say about me. Let the masses do as they wish.

Arthur: However...I cannot accept the display of a statue that claims to depict Lord Oz, but instead resembles a demonic beast rather than a person. I regret putting organizers in this position, but I must ask them to remove this statue...

Cain: Huh? The statue has a numberer next to the title. This one’s nine.

Arthur: What?

Cain: One two three… this corner is entirely sculptures of “Oz”.

Oz: There are roughly twenty of them.

Arthur: The entire corner depicts legends surrounding Lord Oz… did the artists research beforehand? The quality of these statues are amazing, but...

Oz: This one resembles the Leviathan, though the tail is now the head

Cain: Regardless of their image, they all definitely carry a dignified presence. It's certainly a sight to see so many "Oz" statues lined up. Hey Oz, could you stand over here for a second?

Oz: … Here?

Cain: Yep! What a cool sight. Next to all these statues, the real Oz looks like a piece of artwork.

Arthur: … Even so, these monstrous figures do not resemble Lord Oz at all. The real Lord Oz is the coolest!

Cain: That’s, right, he’s the best out of all of them!

Oz: …

Arthur: Oh! …Lord Oz, could you stand over here next?

Oz: If that is what you desire.

Arthur: Cain, what do you think? From this position, does it not look like Lord Oz has subjugated a gigantic monster?

Cain Definitely. He gives off the impression of absolute power! It definitely feels like he's the pinnacle of all the other Ozs.

Arthur: They are not Lord Oz.

Cain: Oz definitely looks powerful... but from this pose, it looks like it’d be difficult for your opponent to give up. Oz, could you move over there next?

Oz: …

Faust: They’ve collected so many rare gemstones from all over the world... I'm not particularly knowledgeable, but the quality of the items is apparent. It's clear the event is by an art dealer. He seems like quite a knowledgeable man.

Lennox: The venue’s security seems to be good, too. As Lords Snow and White said, he seems to be quite an influential person.

Nero: After all, the jewelry here is different from the ones lined up at market stalls. These ‘re every bit worth the value.

Faust: Leno, take a look. Apparently this ore is mined in the Southern Country. It’s quite beautiful.

Lenox: There is a lot of undeveloped land in the Southern Country. I hear the remote lands far from settlements are rich in minerals.

Bradley: Oh, so it’s like a treasure trove lying untouched? Sounds like someone could make a profit if it was exploited.

Nero: Brad... how long have you been here? I thought y’ left a while ago.

Bradley: If I’d left without permission, those damned Grandpa ‘d never shut up. Even if I’m just going through the motions, I still hav’ta be ‘ere. I’m any case, that ore looks like it’ll appreciate. ‘Re things like this lying all over the south?

* I believe this line may be a colloquial expression, but I couldn’t find much on it, so I translated it as best I could. The original line is 狙ってなるものじゃないだろ (narate naru mono ja nai darou). I believe 狙ってなるもの (narate naru mono) means something you are aiming for or attempting to do. If anyone more qualified than me understands this phrase and believes that I’ve used it incorrectly, please feel free to message me so that I may correct it. Thank you :)

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 6

(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Akira: Rutile, are you worried about Luka?

Rutile: I am. Something about that interaction felt a little… concerning. Though I’d also like to just talk again.

Akira: The event will last for seven days, so I'm sure we’ll have an opportunity.

It seems like guests are welcome to visit as many times as we’d like...

At that moment, I heard a crunching sound beneath my feet.

When I looked down,there was a teacup on the table.

Rutile: oh?

Mitile: Why would there be a teacup in a place like this...?

When Mitile tried to reach out, the cup spun around and gently floated into the air.

In front of my eyes, it bent, as if to bow, and began to dance gracefully.

Akira What!?

Riquet: The cup is dancing...!?

Shino: There isn’t even any music playing.

Chloe: Is that the problem!?

Suddenly, a teapot and a set of silverware joined in, making cheerful clanking sounds.

Heathcliff: We were informed earlier that there would be some magical exhibits, is this what they were referring to...?

Cain: It's like a tableware party. Isn't that a really cool dance?

The teapot flapped its lid at Cain, as if extending a hand.

Cain: Oh, is that an invitation?

Arthur: It seems to be so. You can almost hear someone asking “Would you like to dance with me”?

Just as Cain and Arthur were about to join in the dance, an older gentleman arrived looking panicked.

Old gentleman; My apologies! They’ve run away from the exhibition hall again...

Arthur: They’re very energetic. Are they magical?

Old gentleman: Yes, in the past, I used them to pour tea and prepare meals…

But at some point, they suddenly started going out and dancing.

Akira: At a certain point in time...?

Aslan: Dad! The armor is moving on its own again!

When I looked up to the floor above, I saw Aslan around up chasing a suit of armor.

Old gentleman: Please guide it back to its original location!

The old gentleman let out a sigh.

Old gentleman: Even though it was quiet a moment ago… Just in case, it might be better to cancel the exhibition.

Heathcliff: ...May I ask you a question?

Old gentleman: Yes, of course. What do you need?

Heathcliff: The dishes learning to dance and the armor suddenly running… Do you have any idea how long ago these strange incidents started?

Old gentleman: Well... I believe it was around the time the <Great Calamity> struck.

The wizards all shared a look.

Cain: …Maybe the <Great Calamity> impacted the exhibit as well?

Arthur: There are many old artifacts on display... It's certainly possible.

However, I sense no sign of danger from this venue. Even if something strange is happening, I do not believe it to be harmful…

Akira: …It may be fine for not, but I’m still a bit worried.

During my time as Sage, I have seen many things change under the effects of the <Great Calamity>.

Rutile: So, how about keeping a lookout just in case? We can take turns patrolling the area.

Cain: I agree. Even if there’s only a slight change, it’d be better to have less concerns.

Old gentleman: Excuse me, is there a problem with my venue or exhibits? I will deal with it as soon as possible...

Cain: Oh, sorry for moving on so quickly.

Didn't you say earlier that your magical exhibits sometimes move more freely than usual? Like the teacup and armor from earlier?

Though it’s only a possibility, this may be due to the influence of the <Great Calamity>.

Old gentleman: The <Great Calamity>?!

Akira: I-It’s alright! Though, I’m sure it must be frightening to imagine the damage, the changes happening right now are very small, so I don’t think they will affect the exhibition…

Cain: Master Sage is right, but just to be sure, could we provide security for this venue?

Old gentleman: I cannot ask invited guests to do such a thing…

Arthur: I have no problem accepting. If there is a possibility that of an incident caused by the <Gr t Calamity>, then it is our duty as Sage’s wizards to intervene.

Additionally...my uncle gave me permission to handle matters pertaining to the exhibition.

I personally wish for the event to run smoothly , so that the visitors may enjoy the exhibits and come to appreciate both magic and wizards.

If we accomplish this, it might be another step towards building trust between humans and wizards.

Old gentleman: Prince Arthur...

At Arthur and Cain's offer, Riquet, Mitile, and the others seemed to be full of motivation, their eyes shining.

Riquet: Please leave it to us!

Mitile: I'll guard everyone well!

Chloe: Evenif something happens, we’ll solve it right away!

Heathcliff: In addition, we wouldn’t be able to visit all these exhibits in just one day.

Shino: If Heath wants to, it can't be helped. We'll personally keep an eye on the situation. Be grateful.

Akira: We were discussing coming back again earlier, so we might as well help out while we’re here.

Cain: That's how it is. We were planning on coming back anyways, so could you leave it to us?

Old gentleman: Oh...what kind people! I was worried we wouldn’t be able to keep up with the incidents by ourselves.

I never imagined I'd be so lucky... It's truly a dream come true to have your cooperation!

If there is anything I can arrange to assist you, please let me know!

After saying that, the old gentleman bowed his head several times.

When Arthur and Cain put their hands on his back to try to soothe him, he was even more moved.

Eventually, he bowed deeply once more and we watched him leave with the teacups in hand. After seeing him off, Arthur turned back towards us.

Arthur ...Alright. Let's go back to the Magic House and consult Lords Snow and White.

The next day

(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Snow: Has everyone gathered? I think I'll try doing a roll call.

White: Let's start with Central!

Akira: (Hmm? This feeling...)

The Central, Eastern, Western, and Southern wizards all answered the roll call.

Snow: As for the North....

Mithra, Owen, and Bradley: ……

Lennox: ...Something smells fragrant.

Akira: (...It's deja vu after all)

Smoke rose from various parts of their lenox ...It smells kind of fragrant. Akira ...It's deja vu after all)

Smoke rose from various parts of their bodies, as three sets of displeased eyes landed on Oz, who stood to a side with a cool expression.

Akira: I’d like to thank the three of you for coming. I...I'm very happy.

White: Thank you for your hard work, Oz.

Oz: I haven't faced any particular difficulties.

Bradley: Oh?

Mithra: Hmph

Owen: Is that so?

The bloodlust emanating from the three of them made my spine straighten. The atmosphere seemed to be tingling with tension.

Nero ...So, we’re security at the exhibition hall? What do we do specifically?

White: Something strange is happening to the magical exhibits. As for what to do when it happens, Arthur, Sage.

Arthur: Yesterday at the venue, I witnessed tableware and armor start moving on their own. There doesn't seem to be any danger yet but...

Many of the items on display are quite old, so there is a chance they may have been changed by the effects of the <Great Calamity>. An incident may yet occur.

Akira: Therefore, I would like to ask everyone to provide security at the exhibition hall for the duration of the exhibition.

However, we are still guests, so I hope that you can still enjoy the exhibition while patrolling...

Bradley: We’ll take care of any trouble, but did we really have to come all the way over ‘ere?

Snow: Don't say something so cold. Moreover, the organizer of this exhibition expressed a great deal of gratitude to us, and mentioned he would repay it.

White: You opportunities like this must be accepted graciously.

Owen: I prefer to trample on favors than receive them. Because I am a bad wizard. Shall I teach the two of you a lesson so that you never imitate Northern Wizards ever again?

Snow: I'm well aware that you won't listen to what I say, but if you act out you'll be the one to receive a harsh punishment.

White: It isn’t just Owen. Mithra, we will not allow you to go on a rampage either.

Mithra: It was Rutile and Mitile who wanted to come to this place, so I have no plans to do anything other than keep an eye on them.

Mitile: Wait, aren't you going to look at the exhibits? Even though we’ve come all this way?

Mithra: What do you do when you go around an exhibit?

Rutile: I suppose… you share your impressions about the works on display with the people your companions and discuss what you would like to see next?

Mithra: Then please go ahead. I will be lying here.

Rutile: I was under the impression that we could go together. Was I wrong?

Mithra: …? What would we do together?

Figaro: Hahaha You’re going around in circles.

Snow: Come now, we went to great lengths to clean the house the other day. We have practiced working together.

White: This time, the request will also help improve the reputation of the Sage’s Wizards in the public’s eyes.

Snow: Mithra, Owen, Bradley, no matter how much you wipe at the brutalities you have committed throughout your pasts, they may never be washed away. Why not start by lending a hand?

Bradley: You say things like that an awful lot for people who’re even worse than us. Have you finally gone senile and forgotten what country you belong to? Yer Northern Wizards, dammit.

Headless of Bradley’s retort, the twins continued enthusiastically.

White: The organizer of this exhibition seems to be a person of considerable power.

Snow: He will aim to retain his dignity at all costs by avoiding any catastrophes! Boom, suddenly he will owe us many a favor!

Snow and White: Yay!

Translator’s note: There are some parts that I am unsure of, but I hope you enjoyed reading nonetheless! If you spot any mistakes or inconsistencies feel free to dm me and let me know. Have a nice day :)

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(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Cain: I heard from Arthur that there’s a picture book drawn by a wizard author. I'd like to see it too.

Cain said, looking at the venue map in Heathcliff's hand.

Shino: Heath, didn’t you want to see a some trick? Look, it’s on the fourth floor.

Shino said, looking from Cain’s other side.

Heathcliff: It’s hard to walk with the two of you hunched over me.

It was kind of heartwarming to see them walking awkwardly like three people on four legs.

Chloe: Rutile! I asked the guide and it seems the book display is on the second floor. Luca’s picture book should also be there.

Rutile: Mitile and the others already went up to the second floor ahead of us. Let's stop to take a look at it as we make our way up the stairs.

At the end of the gentle spiral staircase, there was an exhibition hall for picture books. Several picture books were displayed on the walls.

We found Mitile and Riquet, who had arrived earlier, but when I was about to call out to them, Rutile stopped suddenly.

Akira: Rutile, is something wrong?

Rutile: Master Sage, that child…

Akira: …Ah.

I saw a familiar figure ahead, where Rutile's finger pointed.

Ahead of us, stood the lost girl from earlier and the young man who came to find her. He seemed to be talking to a well-dressed older gentleman.

Arthur: Master Sage, everyone, so you’ve arrived.

The next person to come up the stairs was Arthur, who had told us that he would head directly to the venue from Granval Castle.

In the back of the room, I spotted the figure of the older gentleman, who had turned his gaze towards us.

Arthur: I was just thinking of saying hello, so it seems I’ve arrived at the right time. The old gentleman over there…

Old Gentleman: Well, well, Prince Arthur!

Before Arthur could finish his sentence, the old gentleman noticed us and rushed over.

After bowing his head deeply, he continued in a passionate voice.

Old Gentleman: Welcome to our rural castle! I thank you for your continued support!

Arthur: There is no need to speak so formally. This time, I’ve accepted your invitation not as the Prince of the Central Country, but as a Sage’s Wizard.

I am grateful to you for extending your invitation to us. This is the Sage, and some of my fellow Sage’s Wizards.

Old Gentleman: Yes, I know very well. What an honor to be able to meet you all like this...!

I will never forget the excitement of that time for the rest of my life! I’ve heard tales of your other exploits as well!

Oh, brave young heroes, thank you so much for saving the central country, and for working hard every day to save the world!

The younger wizards all responded to the handshake extended by the old gentleman.

Chloe: I-it’s an honor to meet you as well!

Mitile: We’re all so happy to have been invited!

Old Gentleman: … You are the Sage, aren’t you? I had the honor of seeing you for the first time at the parade.

Akira: I am honored to hear you say that, but... the ones who worked hard for were the wizards. They were the ones who fought the Umbra Volans and the ones who saved the city and fixed the tower.

Old Gentleman: Your humbleness is charming, but please don’t downplay your own achievements too much.

Without you, the Central Capital would be a city of the dead. I would like to see you take pride in that.

His warm and strong handshake made me feel ticklish.

Akira: Thank you. It would have been nice if we could all have attended, but unfortunately, the timing wasn't convenient…

Old Gentleman: Please do not worry! I hear the Sage’s Wizards are all very busy. I hope this exhibition offers you all a chance to rest.

Then, beckoned by The Old Gentleman, the young man and little girl from earlier approached us. Rutile's gaze naturally focused on the small girl.

Rutile: Ah…

Old Gentleman: Let me introduce you to my son who is helping me with this exhibition. Say hello to the Sage.

The young man’s Amber eyes widened in surprise at the words of the Old Gentleman, as he bowed his head hurriedly.

Aslan: My name is Aslan, I sincerely apologize for my discourtesy earlier! I had no idea that Prince Arthur and the Sage had already…!

Old Gentleman: Oh, have you already exchanged greetings?

Aslan: No, earlier when I was looking for Luca… hey.

That young man, Mr. Aslan, says the same name we heard him call earlier, and looks down at the girl hiding behind him.

"Luca". At the sound of that name, the wizard’s eyes meet.

Aslan: Come on, Luca, introduce yourself.

Prompted by Aslan, the girl took a step forward, her long purple hair swaying gently.

She was a very beautiful girl, however, her ephemeral outline that seemed to almost melt into the light around her seemed somewhat unrealistic.

Luca: ….

The girl called Luka glanced at me with her big eyes and turned away.

Aslan: Luca!

She flashed the hem of her skirt and hid behind Mr. Aslan's back. Large, slightly empty eyes peeked out from behind her bangs.

Akira & Rutile & Arthur: ….

Aslan: I sincerely apologize! She is still a child, or rather... she is still so young. Please excuse her rudeness.

Her name is Luca Caroll, the author of the picture books exhibited here.

At Aslan’s words, the curiosity-filled eyes of the wizards bare into her small body.

Arthur: I see, so you are the rumored…

Shino: I suspected as much when we met earlier, but you are a witch after all.

Riquet: You are also younger than I imagined, you seem even younger than Mitile and I.

Heathcliff: But even if she looks like this, she could still be much older than us.

Cain: You’re right, we do have Lords Snow and White as examples of that.

Aslan: Haha… actually she’s grown a lot. When we first met, she was a lot younger, weren’t you, Luca?

Akira: So…

Aslan: Yes. She is the age she appears to be. I was surprised too at first, but I will never forget the shock I felt when I first saw the world she drew.

Rutile narrowed his eyes fondly and nodded at Mr. Aslan, who scratched his cheek looking a little embarrassed.

Rutile: Me too. At first glance, I fell in love with her picture books.

He turned to meet Luka’s eyes, who was looking down, and smiling softly.

Rutile: It’s nice to meet you, I'm Rutile. I am a fan of your picture books.

Luca: …

Aslan: Oh, she’s turned away again. I apologize for her shyness, I’ll have her respond to you properly…

Arthur: Please don’t worry, it’s more than enough to simply meet such a wonderful artist.

Aslan: Thank you, Prince Arthur.

Heathcliff: Um, I had a chance to see the book as well, It was truly amazing.

When I was young, I dreamed of a fantasy world, and I was able to feel that dream coming to life…

Aslan: If I'm not mistaken, you are Lord Heathcliff of the Eastern Country’s house Blanchett...?

Shino: That’s right.

Heathcliff nodded modestly next to Shino who answered immediately.

Aslan: It's a real honor to have her work recognized by such dignified individuals! Isn’t that right Luca?

Luca: Umhm

Aslan: Her works are displayed on the wall over here. Please feel free to take your time and read carefully.

Akira: Thank you! Come to think of it, I heard that there will be an exhibition of Luca’s new works...

Aslan: Oh… that’s…

Mr.Aslan turned his gaze to the central space of the exhibition hall while muttering his words.

There was a gaping empty space there.

Aslan: We’d planed to hang it there. I apologize… even though you’ve all come all the way to visit us, the exhibition hasn't been completed yet.

Arthur: What do you mean?

Aslan: It is taking a while to prepare. I am currently working on writing the acclaim, hopefully, it will be completed soon.

Luca: ….

Luca, who was looking down slightly , held her mouth tightly shut .

Akira: Is that so? Well, I look forward to the completion.

Aslan: The exhibition will be held for seven days. We will be sure to have it completed by the end of the last one.

Additionally, we are planning to host a party on the last day. I hope you have a chance to enjoy it.

After saying that, Mr.Aslan bowed his head deeply and left with Luca.

Heathcliff spoke in a low voice as we saw their retreating backs.

Heathcliff: Is that child alright? I can't put it into words, but something feels strange.

Shino: I thought so too. Her skin was also so pale, it almost looked fake.

Mitile: I agree… I don't mean this in a bad way, but she almost seemed like a doll.

Riquet: It looked like she was overwhelmed, but…

Cain: She looked like a work of art. Her presence was almost otherworldly.

Chloe: But all artists are a little bit strange, even Rustica is like that.

Arthur: Certainly, I think artists do tend to have a unique atmosphere.

I think it's wonderful to have the personality of a splendid creator at such a young age…

Rutile: ….

Rutile silently stared off into the direction in which the girl left.

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Central Wizards:

Oz: Wizards don't make promises. If we break a promise, we will lose our magic. Even if you meet someone you want to spend the rest of your life with... don't make careless choices.

Arthur: The words "I swear that I love you" can surely strengthen someone’s heart. …However, I still can't imagine the day when I will be able to say it.

Cain: Maybe someday I’ll meet someone I love from the bottom of my heart, make a promise to marry them, and spend the rest of my life by their side. I’m sure that’s a form that happiness can take. But I'm still very happy right now. Because you and our other dear friends are by my side.

Riquet: A promise of marriage is also proof of sincere belief that one’s current feelings will never waver... I wonder if the day will come when I can meet someone who I feel for in that way. For now, I am still unsure…

Northern Wizards:

Snow: Many wizards are lonely. Some love solitude and end their lives that way. However, there are people like us who know the value of companionship. I can't imagine letting go of the hand of someone I love. Each person is free to decide who to spend their life with. Now, whose hand will you take?

White: Many wizards are lonely. Some love solitude and end their lives that way. But there are some, like us, who know the joy of coexistence. The happiness of having someone you love by your side is irreplaceable. Each person is free to choose what they love. Now, what do you love?

Mithra: Could you keep this for a moment? I’m going to use it in a magic circle to kill Oz, so I’m putting it on your finger so you don't lose it… The ring finger on your left hand? The finger it’s on doesn’t matter.

Owen: iIf you swear not to move or utter a word without my permission, if you swear you'll listen to me for the rest of your life, I might consider keeping you around for a little while. Perhaps I’ll even let you meow.

Bradley: Northern wizards tend to obsess over their prey. Even if their logic tells them they shouldn't, their instincts say otherwise. Once they’ve fallen in love... they won’t ever let go until they die.

Eastern Wizards:

Faust: Wizards can live alone. For us to find someone who wants to be with us… is surely something close to a miracle.

Nero: Getting married. Peacefully, calmly, without change. I could just be with someone I care about… What am I talking about? After all, something like that seems difficult for me to do.

Heathcliff: If I were to find someone so important to me that I’d want to marry them, I’d like to convey my thoughts to them on my own. “Years and decades from now, I vow to continue to love you and stay by your side…” I still don't have the confidence to look into someone’s eyes and say something like that.

Shino: I have no intention of making more troublesome promises for now. Even without any promises, I'll still risk my life to protect the person I want to cherish for the rest of my life. Is that not enough?

Western Wizards:

Shylock: I wonder if there will come a day when you will pledge your undying love to someone… or something. What kind of voice you have, what kind of face you’ll make, and what kind of vow you’ll swear… I must admit, I’m a little interested.

Murr: Is it true that when you make a confession in your world, you say, "The moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it”? That’s the same thing I say to the moon! I might be able to get along with whoever came up with that phrase!

Rustica: A proposal is a precious, once in a lifetime promise. That's why I feel I want to cherish it. Unfortunately, I have forgotten the words I proposed with to my bride, but it is fun to think about what the old me would have said.

Chloe: “Please marry me...!” *Sigh* I was so nervous that my voice trembled… I wonder if it's still too early for me to practice proposing... But someday, when I meet someone important to me, I want to be able to properly tell them how I feel.

Southern Wizards:

Figaro: I wonder what kind of words you’ll use when you pledge your eternal love to someone. You can practice with me so that you don't panic when the time comes.

Lennox: A word of a promise, huh... I can't seem to think of any clever or romantic words. It might be better to study a little by reading poems and novels like the ones Rutile likes.

Rutile: I still can't imagine the day when I’ll promise to marry someone... but I want you to stay by my side forever. As our Sage and our dear friend.

Mitile: It's probably very difficult for a wizard and a human to get married. I wish I could ask Mother how she felt when she married Father…

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 4

(Location: Akira’s room, Central Kingdom, Night Time)

Akira: Yes?

Rutile: It’s Rutile. Is now a good time?

(Sound of door opening)

On the other side of the open door stood Ruitle, holding a familiar book to his chest.

Akira: Luka Caroll’s magical picture book….

Rutile: Prince Arthur lent it to me. If you don’t mind you you like to finish reading it together?

Akira: Really? I’d love to!

I invited Rutile into the room, and we sat side by side on the bed, with the book in between us.

Rutile: I heard from Mr.Cock Robin that all of Luca Caroll’s picture books are one of a kind.

It appears that these kinds of books are impossible to mass produce, and so she carefully draws each one using magic.

Akira: So this book is precious.

Rutile: That’s right. It’s the only one of its kind in the world. Just touching it makes my heart beat faster.

Rutile gently stroked the cover of the book, as if nostalgic for an old notebook.

Rutile: Well then, do you want to open it?

I held my breath as Rutile’s beautiful fingers slowly turned the cover of the picture book.

As he opened the book, rainbow colored lighted spilled from the pages like river water and spread across the carpet of the room like ink smudges.

A gentle breeze swayed golden buds, which bloomed into flowers and started to dance in the wind.

Mysterious creatures run across amethyst colored hills and soar through azure skies.

A fantastic world spread across my vision, like a melody flowing from a music box.

I held my breath at the sight as Rutile narrowed his eyes in fascination at the illusion that enveloped us.

Akira: “Magical Picture Book” is a perfect name for this one of a kind book.

Rutile: Truly, it's like a dream world…

Akira: What story is told in this book? I still can’t read this world’s characters…

Rutile: Ah. That’s right, sorry. The book is about a little girl who travels the world riding on the back of a butterfly-like creature.

The mysterious creature’s name is Roxy.

Akira: Roxy… the floating butterflies over there fit that description, right?

Rutile: You’re right! Their fluffy bodies are cute.

Akira: Their transparent wings are also beautiful… depending on how the light hits them, they change color!

It’s like their dyeing the wind in color every time they flap their wings.

Rutile: Wow Master Sage, that’s such a poetic expression!

Rutile: Roxy might not be a human or a wizard, but she’s a very important friend to this girl.

The overflowing love that this book manages to transmit really warms my heart.

Akira: I can’t read the story, but the flowers, grass, sky, clouds, and creatures…they’re all drawn so carefully…

Just looking at it puts me at ease.

This fictional world must be very important to Mr. Caroll.

Rutile: I think so too.

The rainbow colored butterflies floated gently through the picture book’s illusion.

I could almost hear the twinkling sound from the bring fluttering of their wings.

Akira: A dear friend who is neither human nor wizard…

Like Roxy and this child, it’d be nice if wizards and humans could come to understand each other better and become friends too.

Rutile’s encouraging nod was the motivation I needed to come to my decision.

Akira: To that end, I’d like everyone at the manor to attend the exhibition.

Rutile: It’s an exhibition where everyone can truly go enjoy the works on display, without distinction between humans and wizards!

Rutile gazed at the picture book with a face full of hope as he said that.

Akira: I’m excited!

Rutile: I am too!

I wonder if we’ll be able to find more works by Luca Caroll…I’m excited now, I don’t think I'll be able to sleep!

Seeing Rutile’s jovial smile reminded me of nights I couldn’t sleep before big events.

Rutile: Master Sage? Why are you laughing all of a sudden?

Akira: Haha, sorry. I was just remembering times I couldn’t sleep because I was looking forward to something.

Rutile: So even the Sage has had nights like that.

Akira: Yeah, like… the more I tried to sleep, the more awake I was. As if my heart was… how should I put it?

Rutile: Leaping?

Akira: Exactly.

Rutile: Like you can’t stop your heart from jumping around?

Akira: Yes!

We looked at each other and laughed.

Akira: I think I’ve just become more excited for the exhibition.

Rutile gently closed the picture book and held it tightly.

Rutile: I wonder what kind of person Luca Carol is?

Akira: I’m curious how he was able to draw such a pretty world. Snow and White didn't know much about it.

Though, Shylock said she might be a long-lived witch.

Rutile: Like this picture book, I’m sure he must be thoughtful and kind, though a little mischievous and cute…

I’m sure he's a very nice person!

(Location: ???)

???: This place is so warm. I’m sure this must be what it feels like inside of an egg. Don’t you think so?

Warm… protected… I feel very safe.

No… I felt safe… until now

You know Roxy, if I stay here I can meet everyone I love. Even hear them call my name…

But you know, I’m scared. A gentle voice… a nice figure… my favorite name…

It feels like the moment I close my eyes they’ll disappear. I’m afraid to leave this place.

I’m afraid of myself changing.

I’m afraid of losing something much more precious.

If this is an egg, I wonder if i have to hatch someday?

(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

A few days later, the day of the exhibition finally arrived.

The venue, an old castle, was bustling with people.

I, accompanied by a few wizards, look around the venue as I make my way to greet the nobles who invited us.

Akira: What an amazing castle! Is the entire building being used for the exhibition?

Shino: Is it even possible to see all of this in one day?

Cain: The list of exhibits was pretty long. To think they’ve collected this much!

Heathcliff: They don’t appear to have been collected randomly. The organizer must have carefully selected the pieces he thought were good… I can feel his commitment.

Chloe: All the guests here are so fashionable! I guess that must be because they’re interested in art.

Ah! That embroidery is beautiful! I’d love to see it up close!

Rutile: I’d also love to take a look!

Rutile, who stepped forward as he said that, bumped into a shadowy figure.

Little Girl: Oof

Rutile: Ah, I’m so sorry!

Little Girl: Umm…

She appeared to be a few years younger than Mitile.

Cain gently caught the petite girl, who looked confused.

Cain: Are you okay?

Little Girl: Ah…

The girl’s gaze was confused, as if dazed. Her large purple eyes swayed with anxiety.

Riquet: Are you lost? Did you come here with someone?

Little Girl: ….

Mitile: You seem to be lost. Do you recognize anyone around here?

Cain: It’s easy to get lost in such a big venue, but its alright now, you don’t have to worry.

Chloe: Then I'll call a staff member…

Suddenly, the girl grabs Shino’s sleeve, as he looks around with everyone.

Shino: …? You…

Little Girl: There you are!

I could see a young man walking towards us at a brisk pace through the crowd of people.

He had bright blonde hair and pale amber eyes. He was probably a little older than Cain.

Although the colors of his suit were subdued, the pattern of the shirt peaking out through the hem was stylish.

Little Girl: …

The girl let go of Shino’s sleeve and ran up to the man. She pushed her shoulders together, as if touching in wings and hiding them behind her back.

Young Man: I’m so glad I found you!

Excuse us, I apologize for the inconvenience.

Heathcliff: Are you her parent? I’m glad you found her, she seemed to be lost.

Young Man: The second I took my eyes off of her, I lost her. Alright, let's go.

Gently taking the girl’s hand, the young man bowed to us and left.

Young Man: Are you okay? I’ve been feeling a little hazy lately but… are you worried about me, Luca?

Rutile and Akira: Eh?

Akira: (Luca… could it be?)

The back of the young man and the girl quickly disappeared into the crowd of people.

Rutile: …

I was a little worried about the girl, but I decided to let the matter be and take a look around the hall.

Akira: It looked impressive from the outside, but the interior is even larger than i expected.

Heathcliff: Since the venue is so large, let’s check the map before we set off. Is there anything in particular you want to see, Sage?

Akira: You’re right… there’s so much to see, so I’m worried we won't get to them all.

Translator’s note: It appears that I’ve misgendered Luca. In previous chapters I referred to her as he/him, but it appears she is a girl.

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 3

(Location: Magic Manor’s Lounge, Central Kingdom, Afternoon)

Heathcliff: Ah… it smells like a deep forest. It's a little nostalgic…

Mitile: This scent is familiar to me too!

Rutile: It's sweet… it smells vaguely like flowers.

My vision wavered as if chasing the scent. Vague colors emerge from the surface of the paper and spread out like drops of watercolor paint.

Before long, a forest landscape painted in delicate colors appeared, enveloping us like a phantom snow globe.

The round outlines of the trees, made up of odd shapes, were fantastic and adorable: like toys, though they were definitely alive.

Chloe: Woah… its almost as if we’re really in the forest from the book!

Heathcliff: It’s like we’ve been transported to the world from the picture book…

Shino: The fruit growing over here looks delicious. I’ve never seen this shape before, but it’s as glossy as the real thing.

Riquet: It looks like the flowers in the drawings are actually swaying in the wind. If I reach out, I feel like I can almost touch them…

Riquet’s puzzled yet excited eyes shone brightly.

Akira: (A three-dimensional picture book complete with smells and wind… its a magical version of pop-up picture books!)

The depths of the forest were drawn in pale colors and the sound of unseen birds chirping filled the air. The wind sent waves through the crystal-clear water of a lake, as fish I’d never seen before swan through it.

Akira: I can’t believe this is a picture book… it feels like I’ve been lured into some fantastical new world…

The younger wizards and I weren’t the only ones entranced by the mysterious sight.

Even the older wizards were wide eyed at the illusion, blinking repeatedly, as if to clear their eyes.

Snow and White: Oh…

Faust: This is…

Shylock: Wonderful. These delicate strokes… its as if each one of these creatures were really alive.

Shylock gently reached out to the illusion. As if playing with the mixed colors of smoke, he scooped up the vaguely melty shapes with his long fingers.

Shylock: It’s as if the danger of an innocent and pure girl was mixed with the aesthetic temptation of an overripe fruit.

Mysterious and delicious.

Mitile: Oh look! Flying softly through the scenery… if that a rabbit?

Shino: Isn’t it a cat? The ears aren’t long enough.

Riquet: Some of them look like frogs with wings. They’re jumping around over there… and here too!

Chloe: Even though they’re beautiful, they’re strange and a little scary… but even still its amazing how cute they are!

Rutile: No matter I look, my heart pounds with so much excitement that I can’t help but sigh. I’ve never seen any of the creatures here before.

Faust: Are these imaginary creatures envisioned by the artist?

Heathcliff: Probably, though the things we’ve seen here behave almost as if they are alive..

Figaro: Yeah… that sounds about right.

Figaro who was standing a step behind, gazing at the scenery that surrounded us, stroked his chin and nodded.

A mysterious world was reflected in his knowledgeable eyes that have seen many things.

Figaro: Most likely, the scenery depicted here can only be seen under certain conditions. The creatures that love here are commonly called phantom beasts.

What we’re seeing here with our own eyes is rare, but it’s been recorded in old literature and academic books.

Snow: Hmm… phantoms usually live in a secluded, clear, natural settings…

White: They’re mythical creatures that rarely appear in front of humans and wizards.

Akira: Phantoms…?

Snow: Even though what we’re seeing now is an illusion, both the phantoms and this scenery exist.

These creatures are incredibly difficult to see with the naked eye, even for us, thus the name “phantoms”.

White: At first glance, this picture book seems to be a fantasy, but it’s actually depicting an existing landscape.

Murr: So they exist, but you can’t see them. Can you even draw something you can’t see? Interesting! I like it!

Heathcliff: It’s difficult for even Lords Snow and White to see… did the author use some sort of special technique?

Shino: She could be some kind of super-powerful witch.

Figaro: It’s possible, but what do you think? It doesn’t seem like magic power has much to do with being able to see these things.

White: That’s right. Both latent sense and the strength of a wizard’s sensitivity to the supernatural, rather than just raw magic power, are what’s most important in this case.

Snow: Whether or not a particular spirit likes you is also important. That’s why it’s difficult for the two of us to see them.

Akira: So even if you’re strong and give it your all, you still might not be able to see them.

Rutile: Is it possible to depict such a world so delicately?

Snow: It might be possible if you go around the world collecting and researching the various texts written about these strange creatures.

Shylock: In any case, she seems to be a witch with very deep insight. She must be very long-lived.

Faust: Luca Caroll… it’s a miracle that something like this is the unpublished version.

Akira: That’s right, is the final version of this book going to be for sale?

Arthur: Yes, in fact I heard it was the son of the art exhibitioner who discovered her talents.

They seem to be preparing with great enthusiasm, as this is the first time that her books will be sold to the general public.

Cock Robin: Along with his previous books being for sale, it appears as though she’ll be announcing a new one. That will be the height of the exhibition!

Rutile: I can’t believe there will be so many needful picture books lined up… I’d like to see both her previous books and her new ones!

Shylock: Still, no matter how private the event is, to think that works by wizards will also be exhibited…

Even though it's within the jurisdiction of the Central Country, Lord Vincent still allowed it…

Arthur: Special permission was granted under the conditions that it must be a high-quality work that does not harm people.

Though few in number, it seems there will also be a number of magical artifacts lined up in addition to Luca Caroll’s works.

Figaro: Well maybe His Highness Prince Vincent might not hate all wizards…

After all, the name of the holy wizard who was friends with the first king is widely known.

Faust: Hmph, I doubt it.

Snow: In any case, the organizer of this event seems friendly to us and to have power as well.

White: It wouldn’t be bad to get in his good graces.

Snow and White: Hohoho

Mitile: I’ve never been to an exhibition! I’m really looking forward to it; there’s never been such a big event in the Southern Country.

Cock Robin: In addition to paintings and sculptures, there will be displays of rare jewels and antiques excavated from ruins.

It seems there will even be weapons used in ancient times.

The ones used in the past were rough, but brave and cool.

Riquet: Ancient weapons…

Mitile: Riquet, are you interested in them?

Riquet: A little… but isn’t it barbaric to be interested in weapons?

Mitile: Of course not. Also, when you see something from a long time ago, you’ll feel as if you’re looking into history.

Rutile: You’ll feel as though you’re traveling through history. Let’s go see the cool weapons together!

Riquet: Yes!

Arthur: In addition, it seems as though mechanical objects and karakuri puppets* will also be exhibited.

Heathcliff: Mechanical objects and karakuri dolls…

Shino: Heath, your excitement is written on your face. Try not to dismantle them the moment you see them.

Heathcliff: I-I wouldn’t do that…

The corners of my mouth naturally lifted at the sight of them teasing each other.

Akira: I’m happy to see everyone looking forward to it!

Arthur: Yes. And how about you, Master Sage?

Akira: I’m excited too, of course! After all, opportunities like this are rare.

Arthur: Good! I’m relieved to see your smile.

Akira: It’s an invitation from someone who approaches you all.

If possible, I’d like to go with everyone at the manor!

(Location: Akira’s room, Central Kingdom, Night Time)

Akira: Whew

I collapsed onto my bed.

Akira: (I tried to invite the wizards who weren’t there to the exhibition, but…)

I expected as much, but their reactions were different, and they didn’t show any interest.

Akira: (Of course, I didn't expect everyone to want to go, but stil…)

Tossing and turning on the bed, I end up staring at the ceiling.

Akira: This exhibition… sounds fun.

I felt my heart speed up as I said that.

Akira: (Compared to when we first met, I feel that the relationship between the Sage’s Wizards has depended considerably.)

(But… I don’t think we understand each other completely yet.)

The more you try to know, the further away you get, and the more you step back, the more you trip over your own feet, repeating the game of tag.

For both wizards and humans, it is hard to understand one another.

Akira: Even so…

Dare to say it.

Akira: The fact that there are people out there who want to thank everyone… makes me really happy.

To be invited to a high-profile gathering… it’d be nice if people’s view of wizards continued to improve.

I’m sure it’s not my imagination that my words, thrown at the ceiling, made my heart feel a little lighter.

Akira: Alright!

With that, I stretched my arms and sat up vigorously.

At that moment, a knock echoed through my room.

*A karakuri doll is a “traditional Japanese mechanized puppet or automata, made from the 17th century to the 19th century” according to Wikipedia.

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 2

(Location: Magic Manor’s Foyer, Central Kingdom, Afternoon)

Figaro: In the end, I don’t think any of us expected to be running around the manor all day like this.

Oz’s storm had passed. The few wizards who remained in the hall all looked exhausted.

Akira: Who would have guessed that on top of the one in the garden, there were also several fires inside the building?

Shino: I thought we’d be cleaning all day, not putting out fires.

Mithra: Seriously, being forced to work is the worst.

Snow: Who do you think is to blame for that?

Figaro: Well, in the end we were all able to work together, weren’t we?

Rutile: Yes! Running around with everyone was really fun!

Akira: Haha… and we ended up competing to see who could find the smallest fire!

White: Yes, we have indeed honed our teamwork.

Snow: Our cooperation is now shining! Though, a few bones were broken along the way.

Shylock: Though whether or not our bonds have deepened is up for debate, I do believe that at the moment we are all moderately weary.

This pleasant fatigue is the type that allows one to relax their mind.

Faust: Is that so? I don’t quite feel like I’m resting after a busy day off…

Shylock: Even so, I’m sure I will have no problems sleeping tonight. When you think of it like that, this has been a successful day of relaxation, hasn’t it?

Figaro: The fact that we received no investigation or subjugation requests does make this a rare day.

Shino: Honestly, I’d rather have gone on a mission for some high ranking person who could give us rewards.

Rutile: But it’s also important to rest. If you're on alert all the time, your body won’t respond when you need it to.

Murr: But could this quiet day be a harbinger for a hectic one? Could this be the calm before the storm?

Murr twirls through the air and lands in front of my face.

Murr: After all, it’s impossible for us wizards to have peace and leisure. Something interesting must be about to happen! Don’t you think so, Master Sage?

Akira: Umm, you might be right….

I’d be happy if the incident provides an interesting experience, but wouldn’t taking care of a complicated case be a problem?

Arthur: Master Sage, I’ve returned.

At that moment, the large front door opens and I hear a refreshing voice.

Arthur and Cock Robin, clad in the evening breeze, step into the hall with light footsteps.

Akira: Welcome back, Arthur. Thank you for all your hard work.

Arthur: Thank you for your concern… did something happen? Everyone seems to have less energy than usual.

Akira: Umm. Actually, lots of things happened…

Figaro: By the way, since Cock Robin is here, does that mean he has business to attend to?

Cock Robin: Um, that’s right. I do need to consult the Sage about something…

Shino: An incident so soon? That was a short-lived peace.

Murr: Incident! Incident!

Cock Robin hurriedly waved his hands as Murr and Shino leaned closer to him in anticipation.

Cock Robin: N-no! Nothing dangerous has happened.

Actually this time, I came to tell you about an exhibition being held in an old castle in the Central Country.

As he spoke, Cock Robin took out an envelope with the seal cut off. It looked like some sort of guide.

Cock Robin: The organizer is the head of an influential family of art dealers. They have gifted many things to Granville Castle over the years.

It seems this is just an extension of his hobby, but he plans to collect various works and pieces of art from around the world, though mainly from Central Country, and hold a large-scale event.

Arthur: This is very impressive, for an individual host. This appears to be a rather large exhibition.

There appears to be an invitation for us as well.

Akira: An invitation to the exhibition?

Cock Robin: Yes! The Sage’s Wizards saved Central Country from the Umbra Volans* and the other mysterious incidents in the capital!**

It seems the organizer was deeply moved by that. I hear he is deeply grateful to you all.

He said he wanted to thank those who undertook various missions to quell disasters throughout the world.

Faust: That’s a convenient story. If he wants to pay his respects, he should come here.

Arthur: Don’t say that. I’m sure the organizer is extending this invitation with respect.

Faust: I wonder. Human opinions tend to change with the wind.

He might wake up tomorrow and decide that he’s changed his mind. In the best case scenario, this invitation is simply a whim fueled by youth.

Arthur: Thank you for looking out for us, Faust.

Faust: I’m only pointing out the obvious, there’s no need for thanks.

Arthur: The person extending this invitation is both a long-time associate of the Granvelle Royal Family and understanding of wizards.

From this letter we can feel his genuine gratitude, just like everyone else expressed theirs at the parade.

Everyone in Central Country is thankful to those who saved it.

I too, would like to thank you all once again.

As he spoke, Arthur put his hand on his chest and bowed deeply. His posture truly reflected his sincere heart.

The gap between wizards and humans seems to close, despite this, cracks run throughout it, just as it it collapses, a bridge is formed, keeping the two sides connected still.

It’s a cycle.

A few steps forward, a few steps back. There is a sense of “now” in repeating joy and sorrow over and over again.

Arthur looks up as the sun sets. Clear eyes as blue as the sky capture mine.

His earnest gaze had the power to make me feel as though the next step after “now” would be one towards a brighter future.

Akira: … the Sage’s Wizard’s achievements aren’t limited to just stopping the Umbra Volans.

I was surprised at the words that came out of my own throat.

My mouth was open in surprise. It was as if the words had been lured out of my mouth by the steady, clear, gaze of the Central Country’s Prince.

Akira: During the Five Nation’s Peace Conference, you were the ones who saved both me and Granvelle Castle.***

It’s unfortunate that everyone was asleep during the attack, and cannot remember your actions…

But even if no one else does, I will always remember how you all came together bravely to fight!

Arthur: Master Sage…

Akira: That’s why I’m really happy that there are people who recognize your achievements, like the man who sent this invitation!

When I looked at the faces of everyone present, my thoughts naturally turned into words.

Although they can be a little eccentric, they’re honest with themselves. I’m glad that there are people who think favorably of my free-spirited dear friends.

That fact alone overwhelmed my heart with emotion.

Arthur: …Thank you. I am also happy that everyone’s efforts are being recognized.

I am also proud. I hope that the Sage’s Wizard’s deeds will continue to be conveyed without misunderstanding.

By the way, there’s something I want to show you and everyone else.

(Location: Magic Manor’s Lounge, Central Kingdom, Afternoon)

Cock Robin: This was gifted to us by the host of the exhibition.

Cock Robin reached into his bag and pulled out a book.

The book was large enough that he had to use both hands to hold it. It had a beautiful binding and a delicate picture drawn on the cover.

Akira: Is this a picture book?

Rutile: Oh, I love picture books! May I try opening it?

Arthur: Of course! That’s why I brought it.

Upon receiving the picture book from Cock Robin, Rutile wore a delighted smile, like a flower in bloom, upon his face.

Rutile: Mitile, Riquet, Chloe, let’s read this together!

Chloe: Me too? Okay! This cover is lovely!I can’t take my eyes off the beautiful design!

Chloe’s voice bounced with excitement as his violet eyes twinkled. Riquet’s voice, laced with curiosity, rang out from where he stood, as his eyes traced the cover gently.

Riquet: Can I read the picture book too? I’ve learned more words recently, but…

Mitile: I’m sure you’ll be fine. If there are words you don’t know, I’ll teach you!

Riquet: Okay! The beautiful letters on the cover are… what do these words say?

Rutile: Luca Caroll… It’s a nice name.

Akira: Is he a famous author?

Shino: I don’t know anything about books or authors, but you do, right Heath?

Heathcliff: I’ve never heard of him, but seeing as this book is a gift to the royal family, it must be pretty valuable.

Murr: Hey, this is kind of exciting!

Murr peers into the picture book from directly above Rutile and happily spins around.

Murr: Something fun is about to happen!

Arthur: Haha, you’re the same as always, Murr.

Arthur, who was watching everyone’s chat from the side, looked up at Murr with an elegant smile.

Arthur: This is a pre-release copy of the book. The author, Luca Caroll, is said to be a wizard.

Akira: He’s a wizard?

Arthur: Yes, supposedly there’s a magic trick incorporated into each one of his books.

Arthur speaks with a hint of mischief in his elegant eyes.

Everyone’s eyes light up with excitement and focus on the picture book in Rutile’s hands.

Mitile: I wonder what the trick is! If the pictures were drawn by a wizard, I wonder if they’re enchanted.

Riquet: What kind of magic is that? Let’s open it and see!

Murr: Hurry, hurry!

Rutile: Of course!

As if gently opening an unknown chest . Like a nameless flower opening its petals for the first time.

Rutile opened the book.

Then, the smell of a forest filled the air as a soft breeze brushed my cheek.

*”Tobikageri” roughly translates to “shadow bird”, I borrowed the term “Umbra Volans”, which means the same thing, but in Latin, from healingbonds’ translations for the Main Story Part 1, You can read them at: https://healingbonds.dreamwidth.org

**This is a reference to the events of the Main Story Part 1, which covers everything from the Sage arriving in the world up until they save the capital.

***This is a reference to the events of the Main Story Part 1.5, which was released as the First Anniversary Event. It covers the story of how the Sage’s Wizards rescue Granvelle castle after it's been captured by a mysterious wizard who wants revenge on Murr.

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Nii-Sama is the tittle Mitile uses to refer to Rutile, his older brother. It’s a variation of the honorific used to refer to one's older brother, but the specific variation of “Nii” in place of “Onii” conveys both childishness and a casual relationship which contrasts the “Sama” honorific which is used to convey great respect towards a higher authority and is a great deal more formal than the standard “San”. I couldn’t find a way to translate it that I liked, so I left it like that. Other than that, I try my best to localize honorifics.
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(Location: The Magic Manor’s Courtyard, Central Kingdom, Daytime)

Akira: Thank you for coming with me today, Cain.

Cain: It was no problem, I had a lot of fun shopping with you today, Master Sage. Did you find everything you needed?

Akira: Yes, thanks to you I was also able to find many interesting things.

I pull out a small bottle that I bought from a slightly shady wizard’s stall.

It appeared to be an empty bottle with no label. When I saw it at the storefront, I thought the bottle itself was the commodity.

Akira: It’s pretty surprising, isn’t it? I never thought there was such a thing as invisible candy.

Cain: Let’s show it to Riquet and the others later! It’ll be fun to enjoy both the taste and the surprise together!

As I walked through the courtyard with Cain, I heard the voices of two people.

It was Shino and Bradley.

Akira: (Oh? That’s a rare combination.)

Bradley: In that case, even if you do nothing else that I recommend, try to make your training more specific.

Shino: What are you trying to say? Say it plainly so I can understand.

Bradley: I’m telling you to envision specific scenarios or battles you might find yourself in, instead of just swinging your scythe around vaguely.

Think about what kind of situation you’d be fighting in. Against what kind of opponent? Where? What would you do if you were forced to fight in a small space?

In a cramped space, it’d be hard to maneuver a weapon as large as yours. Visualize the situation and plan how you’d react.

Shino: …

Akira: What are the two of you doing?

When I called out, Bradley shrugged his shoulders, as he high-fived Cain. Shino frowned and answered me.

Shino: I was training when Bradley came up to offer advice.

Akira: Advice?

Bradley: I happened to see the Eastern Shortie training, and I offered some advice.

This guy’s pretty smart, and he has guts. Among the younger wizards, he’s definitely the one most used to fighting.

But he’s been spoiled so far in regards to places and situations in which his skillset is superior. You can’t ignore the possibility of a disadvantageous situation. You have to prepare.

Shino: ………

Bradley: Judging from your movements, you’re used to fighting in places where you have the advantage, like forests.

Shino: You’ve been spewing a lot of unnecessary words.

Bradley: Think of it as free tutoring.

Cain: But Bradley’s right, it’s important to have an image of all places and enemies you might encounter, not just your strengths and weaknesses.

Bradley, since you have a lot more experience than either of us, would you mind teaching me too?

Bradley raised one eyebrow mockingly.

Bradley: Oh? The Central Kight wants to learn the basics of combat from a thief?

Cain: Your profession doesn't matter. It’s an unshakeable fact that you’re stronger than me, and you have several hundred years worth of experience that I lack.

I’m sure I have many weaknesses that I can’t see yet. I’d appreciate it if you lent me your valuable advice.

I can still get stronger and I want to. To that end, I have a lot to learn.

After hearing Cain’s words, Shino nodded resolutely.

Shino: I can still get stronger too, I won't stay as I am now.

Cain: Yeah, let’s do our best together!

Bradley, next time, would you train me?

Bradley: So the chicks are spouting all kinds of brave words… don’t blame me if you end up regretting it.

Bradley waved his palm in the air, his face challenging.

This unrefined and greedy attitude is typical of him, but for Shino and Cain who seek strength readily and quickly, any challenges that might pose may very well be worth it.

Shino: By the way, Sage. Why are you carrying an empty bottle? There’s a faint magic emanating from it.

Akira: Actually, there’s candy in it! I bought it at the central market.

Bradley: There’s an invisibility spell on it.

Shino: Invisibility spell?

Cain: It seems to be a kind of magic that makes it transparent. When I tried it at the market, it tasted just like regular candy.

Shino: Heh, I want to try it too.

Akira: Please go ahead.

I opened the jar and dropped a piece of candy on Shino’s palm. A second later…

Shino and Cain: !?

Shino’s hand disappeared, and in its place floated a single piece of pink candy.

Akira: W-what?!

Bradley: Ahaha! You all look so surprised.

White: Sage, here you are.

Hearing a voice from above, I looked up to see White on his broomstick.

Cain: Lord White?

Bradley: Tch, the old man.

White: Hmm?

White jumped off of his broom and came to take a closer look at Shino’s hand.

White: Could it be that Bradley cut off Shino’s hand?

Akira: No! Actually, just now…

I show the bottle to white and briefly explain the situation.

White: I see, so it’s invisible candy.

Well, there were no signs of him using magic, so I already knew it wasn’t Bradley’s fault.

Bradley: Die.

White: I’m already dead.

Everything above Shino’s wrist has disappeared completely. White stared at the space that should have contained Shino’s hand.

White: The magic that was cast on the candy was a very simple one. It must have transferred to his hand due to his inexperience.

Akira: Is Shino’s hand going to be okay…?

White: Do not worry. They will come back in time.

Likewise, the magic on the candy will not last long. In time, it too will return to regular candy.

Akira: Oh, good.

Shino: Not good. It’s really uncool to be taken down by such weak magic.

Well, I can always grab things while being transparent, so it's not all bad.

At that moment, I remember.

Akira: By the way, White, is there something you needed?

White: Oh, right! I just received a request for the Magic Manor. I was thinking of calling for Bradley as well.

Snow is waiting in the common room. Shino, Cain, if you’re free right now, you’re welcome to come along as well.

(Location: The Magic Manor’s Common Room, Central Kingdom, Daytime)

Bradley: Ah?

In addition to Snow, Figaro was also in the common room. At the sight of them, Bradley’s face contorted into one of disgust.

Snow: You’ve arrived.

Cain: Figaro’s here too?

Figaro: I just happened to run into the twins.

Figaro pretends to be a mild-mannered doctor from the south, but in reality, he is the second longest-lived wizard after the twins.

Could it be that something so troublesome that it would require him to attend has happened?

Figaro: Oh! Shino, what happened to your hand?

Snow: Could it be that Bradley cut off Shino's hand?

Bradley: This again?

Akira: No, actually a lot of things happened just now…

The atmosphere relaxed as I explained the situation to the two wide-eyed teachers.

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