The Magician Kunon Sees Everything

Chapter 19: My fianсee is coming



Chapter 19: My fianсee is coming

Milica, who was reading a letter in her room, kicked her chair, stood up, and howled.

Oh my God! Laura, oh my God!

I knew that it would be a big deal.

When I handed her the letter from her fianee, she snatched it, opened it, and inspected it immediately.

While reading the letter, Milicas expression changed dramatically.

With surprise.

With joy.

After all, it was a surprise.

Kunon, he is coming to the castle!

Milicas personal maid, Laura, agreed that this was a big deal.

Normally, it was Milica who went to see him.

This was in accordance with the circumstances on the other side.

It seems that her fianee is coming to the royal castle this time.

Milica had been a bit gloomy when her fianee was chosen, but now she was looking forward to meeting her fianee, Kunon Gurion.

Why can we only see each other once every two weeks?

I mean, not for two or three days, but at least once a week would be nice.      

I dont know when she started saying this, but it became a daily expression.

A boy named Kunon Gurion was born without sight because of the effects of the Heros Scar.

Milica is both happy and sad by his words and actions.

Laura, the maid of honor, has a normal interest in the boy who fascinates and plays with her master.

If it were me, and I were born blind, Im sure Id be living in pessimism.

But from what Milica had told, Kunon Gurion seemed to be quite a bright boy. Ive heard so many cheerful anecdotes that I cant believe its true. Im also curious about that.

Mr. Kunon, is he coming to see Miss Milica?

What? Oh, ahm, ah, yes .

Milicas smile, as she checked the letter, gradually faded into a sad expression. It seems that he is not coming to see Milica.

Hes coming to see the royal sorcerer. Hes going to take a simple test and if he passes, hell be introduced to the magic teacher.

Oh wow. Thats amazing.

Kunon Gurion has become an experienced sorcerer, but he is still an unproven apprentice.

It is difficult for such an apprentice to meet a skilled royal court magician, even if he has the connections of a high-ranking nobleman.

However, I cant help but wonder why.

This was another story that Milica had told me even though I hadnt asked her about it. Every time I saw her, she would show me Kunons magic, and I couldnt believe my ears.

I didnt understand what she meant by animals made of water.

According to Milica, the texture can be reproduced perfectly. What does it mean to have the texture of fur when it is water?

Maybe the royal sorcerer was also curious about the obscure story behind it and invited him over to have a closer look.

Hell meet me right?

Hes coming to the royal castle, but not to see Milica.

I wonder if hell be able to see her she seems to be a little worried about that.

Why dont you reply to his letter? You could write back to say that youd like to have tea with him after the test.

But if he says no, then

From what Milica said, I dont think Kunon would say no.

If its Kunon Gurion, as Laura recognizes him, hell say, Its a shame, because I was going to ask you out, my princess. So can I just decline and ask you out myself?

Butbut if he refuses

A girl in love is always happy and sad over the smallest things.

She was a little embarrassed and smiled at the same time seeing herself in the distant past.

I'm getting old too, Laura thought.

But thats beside the point.

Miss Milica. Id like to check on something

Milica, who had decided to send a letter, looked up from her unfolded paper.

What? If Kunon says no, I definitely will cry or sob, but please dont give me this annoying look.

I may.

Milicas crying is long and tiresome.

No, don't lets talk about that right now.

It seems that Her Highness the Third and Fourth Princes, as well as the other princes and princesses, need to be checked or taken care of.

Thats right.

A young girl in love becomes the face of a small ruler.

Even if the ninth princess is far from the right of inheritance to the throne, her tough face, which gives off a sense of authority, is unmistakably that of royalty.

I wonder if they know that Kunon is coming?

I think they do. Im sure the information leaked out during the procedure of connecting with the royal sorcerer.

In other words, by the time she finds out, she is already behind.

In Milicas position, the information battle within the royal castle is designed to be absolutely impossible to win.

If its , do you think theyll let us know when theyre coming?

Well I am not sure. Its not surprising that there are some leaks, but Mr. Kunon has not yet proven himself, so his abilities are not known.

I dont think theyre marking him that strongly just yet, either.

Yeah.

With a critical look on her face, Milica started to write on the letterhead.

Im going to see my sister, Leisha. Forewarning. Also, go get this letter out.

Understood

Then, a day later, she got a letter back.

Yes, Laura! Mr. Kunon said hell see me after the test!

Milica jumped for joy because of the letter.

Im happy for you. What did he write exactly?

Well, he said, If you dont mind, why dont we have dinner at a restaurant outside so we can spend more time together? Id like to see your face shining even under the night sky. I cant see it, though. Thats right!

Oh.

"Well done, Kunon", Laura thought. Hes set up an invitation that goes above and beyond Milicas expectations.

Its the first time Kunon has asked me out for dinner! I can go, cant I?

If I accompany you and provide an escort.

They were just kids, but they still were the future bridal couple of noble families.

They will not be left alone together, and as long as they dont come home late, it wont be a problem.

Prepare for the oil massage! You need to get cleaned up!

You dont need to do that yet.

Eleven-year-olds dont need to do that.

Her skin is smooth and water repellent. Her hair is shining with youthfulness. Her eyes are clear and sparkling.

Im really getting old, Laura thought to herself.


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.