The Abandoned White Magician’s Tea Life - Chapter 59 : The Fated Man (1)
Translator: Sunnyshies
Editor: Ryuubii
Chapter 59 : The Fated Man (1)
The reddish brown liquid pours out with a splash.
As Amalia remained motionless with her fists on her knees, Alphonese picked up his cup, he took a sip and frowned, “…it’s bad.”
“…I knew they were all terrible at making tea. How can they make something so bad when all they have to do is put in the tea leaves and pour in hot water?”
As he said this, Alphonse glared at the maid who made the tea. The young girl shivered at his glare and offered with a frightened expression, “I’ll brew it again,” but Alphonse clicked his tongue in annoyance.
“No need… if the same person does it, no matter how many times you brew it, you will only get bad stuff. See, you’re so inexperienced, Amalia doesn’t even want to touch such bad tea.”
Although that was not the case, Amalia just looked down at the tea without saying anything.
They must have used a very high quality tea, and it also smelled delicious. If she drank it, it would probably taste really good, but Amalia could only feel very sorry for it, since she had no intention of enjoying tea in the enemy camp in such a carefree manner.
‘I feel sorry for this girl, but… I think she might have done something to the cup.’
She tried to appeal with her eyes that it wasn’t her fault, but the maid trembled and reached for Amalia’s tea.
“Ah, dear guest, I’m sorry. I’ll replace it now――”
“No, I’m not thirsty, so don’t worry about it. I’m the one who’s sorry.”
Probably, since being ushered into this room, this is the first time Amalia opened her mouth.
Perhaps because she had never heard Amalia’s voice before, the maid was frightened and her gaze wandered around, as if she did not know what to do.
…maybe her attitude has annoyed Alphonse. He suddenly grabbed the cup and dumped its contents on the maid.
“Kyaa!?”
“Hey…! Alphonse, what are you doing!?”
She felt that it was too much, that her habits from when they were still traveling together came again.
In the past, Amalia also scolded Alphonse when he behaved in such an unseemly manner―― and this was one of the reasons why she was abandoned.
‘…I wonder if I have ever offended them…’
She was sure that she had struck Alphonse’s nerve. He glanced at Amalia and kicked the maid with the tip of his boot.
“Tsk!… enough with the tea, back off!”
“Y-yes, excuse me…”
With her pure white apron dyed and dripping with black tea, the maid spoke with a trembling voice and left the room.
‘Because I didn’t drink the tea, I gave that maid a hard time… no, even if I had, Alphonse might still have thought of some excuse to take it out on her.’
She really felt sorry for the young maid, but she can’t help it, Amalia can’t endanger herself just to show some compassion to others. She messed up earlier, but now she has to survive even if she has to listen to Alphonse.
Alphonse was looking hatefully at the door where the maid had left, then a hooded man entered to replace her. Amalia’s brow wrinkled at the sight.
‘…this guy, I remember him. He was one of Alphonse’s friends――’
“Alphonse, you’ve bullied the maid again.”
“Don’t speak badly of me. It’s just another unqualified maid… more importantly, Braulio. Are you ready to go?”
“Yeah. I’ll have it for you shortly.”
“Okay.”
Alphonse nodded, and then he looked at Amalia. When he looked at her, Amalia was obviously telling him “I don’t like you”, just by the way she looked at him.
But Alphonse just smiled at her softly, as if he was not aware or was just ignoring Amalia’s rejection.
“…it’s been a while, Amalia. You must be over thirty now, but…you’re still as beautiful as ever.”
“…thanks.”
“That’s not very good… what’s wrong? Perhaps you’re wondering what happened when we got separated at Dragon Mountain ten years ago?”
The corner of her mouth almost twitched as she wondered how any of them could say “we got separate”, but she kept her face completely expressionless.
‘I’m sure they’ll say more annoying things as things go on… but I’ll try to keep my mind calm.’
In her mind, she pictured the smiles of Leonardo and Yugo. Amalia decided to just listen to what Alphonse had to say and imagine her two important people in her mind.
“That was a very painful experience for us, too… if we had more power, we would have been able to get down the mountain safely without getting separated from you, but we didn’t. It made me realized how incompetent I am. I continued to work as an adventurer for a while after you left, but after you were gone, I realized how much you, a talented white magician, had contributed to our success. Esmeralda missed you a lot, too. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you.”
“…is that so.”
While her ears took in Alphonse’s words, most of her mind was thinking about her family.
“As you may know, I am now a member of the royal family of Kyros as Esmeralda’s husband. But it seems that the selfish people have gotten carried away lately, and they’re trying to force me and Esmeralda to defeat demons. My father-in-law, His Majesty the King, asked me to go out and defeat demons to show my talent, but it’s been difficult.”
“…well, well.”
While she was answering with small talk, she wondered if this conversation would end soon.
“Ah, yeah. I have a son who is around three years old. He’s beautiful, just like Esmeralda, and they’re expecting him to become an excellent swordsman just like me. Although I didn’t train him to defeat demons since he’s still very young, and I thought it would be hard for him to become like his parents, but now that he’s grown up, I think it’s time for me to go with my old friends to defeat demons again. That’s why I asked Braulio to look for you. You know why, right?”
“…huh. So you want me to accompany you as a white magician to kill demons?”
Her mind was flying off into the distance, but she was listening to his story. If she said, “I wasn’t listening,” it would have upset Alphonse’s nerves.
Amalia replied, feeling uncomfortable. Then when Alphonse said, “Then we have enough manpower”, Amalia came back to her senses.
‘Huh? But I’m pretty sure that Esmeralda and I were the only white magicians in our former group…’
“Are you taking any other white magician with you beside myself and Esmeralda-sama?”
“No, Esmeralda is enough as the white magician. But you will use your other power.”
“…eh.”
“There’s no point in playing dumb.”
Alphonse said frankly, and then there was a knock at the door.
Braulio, who was standing by the wall, opened it and a maid pushing a cart with a tea set on it came in. She seemed to be a different person from the maid who had just been dumped with tea.