Magic Maker - How to make magic in another world - - Chapter 89

Magic Maker – How to make magic in another world –

Chapter 89   Difference in rank

“I refuse.”

The sound vanished. In the hushed atmosphere, Fritz’s temple twitched slightly.

“Is it just my imagination? I think I heard a refusal just now.”

“I refused… that’s what I said.”

Again, Fritz’s temple twitched noticeably. The tension in the air escalated.

“Do you understand the situation? If you refuse, do you know what will happen? Are you under some illusion that, being a Marquis, you have the right to refuse? No, such a position is just an empty title arbitrarily decided by the Queen. Nobody truly recognizes you. And the Queen’s command isn’t a product of her arbitrary decision. Do you get the difference? It’s not because the Queen supports it that you can oppose her command. What happened earlier wasn’t a threat. It was merely putting shame on a noble, and it’s worth the death penalty. If you prioritize commoners over nobles, neglecting the nobility, your family might also face execution, you know?”

“I didn’t know… about such things!”

“Oh my my!”

Fritz drew his sword with determination and pressed the blade against my neck. A scream echoed in the room.

“Don’t get cocky, you brat!

Just because you managed to treat lazy syndrome by chance, don’t think you’ve become something great, huh!?

You’re just a tool. If you can’t treat lazy syndrome, you’re nothing more than a kid. Don’t you dare act like you’re above us!”

A killing intent was directed at me. Behind Fritz, the nobles cast disdainful glares at me. They didn’t regard me as someone worthy of treating their son.

A boiling sensation surged within me. It kept rising uncontrollably. What is this emotion? I’ve never felt anything like it before. This dark, heavy, ominous feeling.

Oddly, strength returned to my body. No, it’s more like paralysis is setting in. I “stood up.”

Directly facing Fritz’s murderous intent.

“The one acting like they’re above others is you!

Commoner? Noble? Adon? Queen’s command? I don’t give a damn about any of that! I’m not here because of some order or to treat lazy syndrome!

I’m here because I want to be! I’m treating, because I believe it’s the right thing to do!

Because of the Queen’s command? I don’t care about that! Even if it’s the Queen’s command, I won’t obey it unless I agree! I only followed because I had no reason to refuse!”

“What the hell are you saying, you…! Disrespecting nobles! Royalty!”

“I didn’t know about that! I only do what I decide to do!

Execution? Executing my family? Try it, you damn bastard.

If you do that, I’ll pursue everyone involved to the ends of hell and make them pay, no matter what it takes!

Noble, queen, demon – it doesn’t matter!

I won’t forgive them under any circumstances, using any means necessary!”

I surrender to this emotion, a feeling both repulsive and strangely satisfying. My body temperature rises, and my mind feels like it’s boiling. Fritz glares at me with a demonic expression, his face reddened and trembling.

“H-How dare you, you brat! D-Don’t think you’ll get away with such disrespect here! I’ll execute you myself!”

“Stopppp!!”

Rafi’s scream echoes hollowly. Fritz, carried away by his emotions, shifts his weight backward and swiftly pulls the sword that had been against my neck.

“Aaaah! Doctor Shion—!!”

A scream resonates through the room again. Everyone covers their eyes, overwhelmed by grief, and raises their voices in despair. Fritz gleefully raises the corners of his mouth. He looks up at me, but his expression freezes.

“W-Why… are you alive?”

There is not a scratch on my neck. A regular person would have had their carotid artery definitively severed. However, I have a magical membrane. Even with the diminished magical power, if concentrated, it protects me from external attacks. A shield. It’s one of the magical abilities I possess. Against the sword skills of a fake knight with little skill, I can completely defend myself. Trembling, Fritz looks at me, and I take a step forward.

“You’ve made three mistakes.

First, you threatened me. I don’t yield to threats. In fact, I despise them.”

I took a step closer to Fritz. He recoiled in fear, his face contorted.

“Second, you used my family as a threat. I value my family. I won’t forgive anyone who tarnishes them.”

“W-What!?”

Another step forward. Fritz retreated, but there was a wall behind him; he couldn’t go any further.

“Third, despite being a ‘brat,’ you got carried away. There’s only one thing to do with an arrogant kid.”

I was aware of the true nature of the emotions coursing through my entire body. This was anger. Overwhelming anger. An emotion I had never felt before. As far as I could remember, I had never been angry.

However, the accumulated fatigue, various stresses, the selfish attitudes of those around me, the unreasonable circumstances, the misfortunes befalling those desperately resisting, and everything that had happened so far had reached a breaking point.

To put it simply, I snapped.

“Uwaaaah!”

Fritz seemed to be overwhelmed by my pressure as he raised his sword. His movement was too slow, too clumsy. Even a yawn could be dodged when compared to the moves of my sister or father. But there was no need for such maneuvers. The sword descended towards my face. I didn’t dodge. And…

“I punched Fritz with the sword.”

“Gebii!?”

The blade shattered, and my fist embedded itself in Fritz’s face. The sensation of his skull deforming reached my shoulders. The wall just behind Fritz was blown away by the impact. Fritz went through the wall, flying several meters before finally losing momentum and falling to the ground. He rolled a bit and, upon colliding with the opposite wall, came to a stop.

“That’s your punishment, you bastard.”

I spat out the words and glared at Fritz’s subordinates. They exchanged glances while carrying Fritz and left. What remained were the noble parents and their son. Left alone without any escorts among the commoners.

Perhaps they finally understood the situation because they began to panic.

“Hey, you chubby guy and outdated Zamasu woman over there.”

This was me.

“W-who are you talking about? We are the great nobles of Adon—”

I glared at the arrogant idiot of a noble who was lounging around.

“Shut up. Keep quiet. If you say another word, I’ll punch you.”

“…Sorry.”

Seemingly understanding the situation, the overweight noble father apologized while still lounging around.

“I’ll treat your son last. Be quiet and wait. If you cause a fuss, I won’t treat your son. Got it?”

“W-what are you saying, Zamasu? The first one to be treated should be my son—”

“Huh?”

“…U-understood… understood.”

The Zamasu’s mother said, dripping with sweat.

Why do I have to waste time on such nonsense?

Everyone seems scared.

I sit down and start treating the patient in front of me.

Maybe it’s because of the anger, but my body feels light.

I was extremely sleepy and fatigued just a while ago.

But no one moves.

Until now, the nurses quickly brought patients for treatment.

Winona’s mouth is wide open.

Even Rafi is staring at me in disbelief.

What is it?

Did I go too far?

Honestly, I became too emotional, and I can’t objectively understand what I did.

Did I do something terrible?

Oh well, I’m not really worried about my dad and the others.

Dad is incredibly strong, and my sister can fight once her rehabilitation is over.

There’s also Glast-san.

If I have to face the queen, I might not be able to resist, but she probably won’t execute us unfairly for something like this.

If she does, I’ll fight with all my might.

I understand the terror of magic better than anyone else. I can hold my own even against many opponents.

But that’s not the issue here.

Maybe everyone is hesitant because I made such a scene.

This is bad.

The image I’ve built up until now…

Anyway, I have to act as usual.

I try to put on a natural smile and move on to the next patient.

At this point, it’s faster for me to move myself than to wait.

My body is also feeling energetic.

Let’s continue treating patients with this momentum.

At that moment…

“Whoa! Doctor Shion, that was amazing!”

“S-so cool! Doctor Shion, you looked awesome!”

“That was refreshing! Seeing you blow that guy away!”

“Those knights act all high and mighty, but they never do anything!

Honestly, when I saw that guy get blown away, it felt so satisfying!”

Everyone suddenly cheers.

Huh? They’re cheering?

I guess there are various things among the people living in this area.

Well, as long as they’re happy.

And then, as if my energy has drained, my legs wobble.

Oh no, not good.

I feel a sudden wave of fatigue…

Someone supports me from behind.

It’s Rafi.

“Once again, doing something reckless.”

“Th-thanks.”

“If you exert yourself in your current near-limit state, you really might die… Hurry up and treat, then rest.”

“Yeah, I’ll do that.”

Supported by Rafi, I continued the treatment.

Afterward, I somehow succeeded in treating all the patients.

I was able to treat a total of 10,000 patients with lazy syndrome in the royal capital of Sanostria.

After treating the last patient, I lost consciousness.

Thanks to the anger, it seems that the remaining energy, vitality, strength, and magic power somehow held on.

Completely exhausted, on the verge of losing consciousness, I saw everyone’s smiles and worried faces.

Feeling happy, I finally drifted into sleep.

No more worries.

I’ve done it.

With a sense of accomplishment and happiness, I let go of consciousness.

By the way, I treated the son of those foolish nobles last.

Because it was a promise, regardless of who the person was.