The Abandoned White Magician’s Tea Life - Chapter 27 : Amalia’s Secret (2)
Translator: Sunnyshies
Editor: Ryuubii
Chapter 27 : Amalia’s Secret (2)
Amalia sipped her herbal tea after them, and it tasted almost as good as it was supposed to.
‘Perhaps because the Fifi was a little shriveled, its original sweetness was not fully extracted. Maybe next year when the Fifi season comes, we can buy them early and use them while they are still fresh.’
As Amalia took her second sip, she suddenly realized that she didn’t hear the kid’s voice, who would usually already compliment her work.
Yugo held the empty cup in both hands and was looking down. For a moment, she felt a chill running down her spine, thinking that the taste of the herbal tea didn’t suit his taste and he felt sick. But when she looked at Yugo’s face, although he was frowning a little, he didn’t look like he was going to throw up.
“What’s the matter, Yugo? Did it not taste good?”
“Hmm?… oh, no, no. It was sweet and delicious. It’s just―”
Yugo looked up. He looked at Amalia and Leonardo, who was looking at him with the same worried expression. He waved at them and said, “I’ll have another cup.” He poured half a cup of tea from the teapot, and this time he took his time savoring it.
Amalia and Leonardo waited for a while as they held their breath.
“…yeah, I knew it. Oh, I see, this is what I felt from Mom…”
“What’s going on?”
Yugo, who was mumbling, seemed to be convinced of something, but Amalia didn’t understand at all.
She asked hastily as she leaned forward, and Yugo looked at Amalia with a serious face.
“Hey, Mom. Remember what I told you the day we got here? I said that I could sense another kind of power from you.”
“…oh, yeah, I remember you mentioning something like that.”
As she recalled, Yugo mentioned to Amalia that as a human, she was able to go to the Demon World safely because she has some other ability other than white magic. He said that he didn’t know what the ability was or how it worked, but that it must have some special power.
‘I was a little surprised at that time, but since I got busy and the days had been so fulfilling since then, I forgot everything about it.’
Looking at Amalia’s face, Yugo realized what’s going on, and simply concluded, “I knew you’d forgotten.”
“In fact, I’ve been wondering about this for a long time… so, the first time I felt something unusual was when mom made me tea using tea leaves. From that moment on, I felt empowered whenever I drank Mom’s tea.”
“Oh… is that right?”
“Yeah, I’m much more sensitive to magic than humans, so I’m pretty sure I’m right.”
Yugo explained confidently, then finished it up with “That’s it.”
“This time, Mom made it with your own ingredients without using tea leaves… when you did that, the effect was so amazing that it wasn’t on the level of tea made with tea leaves anymore. The flow of magical power in my body became so much better, and I felt like I was overflowing with power from inside.”
“H-how much?”
“Hmm? Hmmm… I won’t actually do it, but I can make that mountain disappear in an instant!”
Of course, Yugo’s thumb pointing to “that mountain” is the Dragon Mountain, where he used to hang around.
It’s not that steep, but it’s a mountain that takes a certain amount of time to climb, and yet he said he could make such a thing disappear in an instant.
‘…huh? Could it be that it’s because of my tea?’
Startled, she stared at the tea she was about to drink. Looking at it, it just looks like a plain homemade herbal tea. She’s been making this for years and she’s confident in its taste and flavor, but she didn’t think it’s any different from what others have brewed.
But when Leonardo heard Yugo’s words, he turned his eyes as if he realized something and put his hand to his chin.
“Could it be… umm, Amalia-san. Actually, there’s something that’s been bothering me since I was a kid, too.”
“…about the tea?”
“Yes. Amalia-san often made tea for us at the orphanage, didn’t she? And we grew up drinking it… I used to play with a lot of boys around my age, and sometimes we would fall from high places, almost drown in the pond, and we played sword fights and beat each other up.”
‘…come to think of it, although Leonardo usually was the quiet one, he was always being pulled by the other naughty kids.’
Amalia listened to him with a nostalgic feeling, but Leonardo’s expression was not one of nostalgia for the past, so she straightened herself up and listened carefully to his words.
“But strangely enough, it never led to any serious injuries… we were often taken care of by Amalia’s white magic, but even so, we never had any major bleeding or severe broken bones, remember?”
“…right. Just a lot of scrapes and bruises, I guess.”
“Yes… but after Amalia-san disappeared, we started to get injured a lot… no, now that I think about it, it’s not that we were more susceptible to injury, but rather we were protected by Amalia’s power until then.”
According to Leonardo.
After Amalia’s disappearance, Leonardo was often depressed, but the boys would always drag him outside. They invited him to play with them as usual and climbed on the roof of the orphanage.
―One of the children who fell from the roof was injured so badly that he was in a life-and-death situation. Leonardo and his friends didn’t know that falling off the roof could cause such severe injuries.
“Because we have fallen off the roof in the same way while Amalia-san was still with us… in fact, they could have been injured or killed much worse than they were, but all of them were only slightly injured while Amalia-san was around!”
“…s-so you mean the reason why Leonardo and the others were only slightly injured even after their reckless behaviors was because I― because of the tea I made!?”
“Mom, it’s entirely possible.”
Amalia exclaimed, but Yugo, who was listening, nodded calmly.
“I’m sure Mom can harness her power by making a cup of tea. Mom also cooked, but I didn’t feel any power when she did. Just taking plain water does not work. When you used the tea leaves sold in the store, the effect was much less effective… I’m sure Leonardo and his friends were protected by my mom’s power. Anyone who has ever had Mom’s tea must be the same, right?”
“Even if you say so―”
Sluggishly, Amalia suddenly blinked her eyes.