The Abandoned White Magician’s Tea Life - Chapter 61 : Humiliation

Translator: Sunnyshies

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Chapter 61 : Humiliation

She asked for a knife, and the second maid from earlier brought her a knife and a cutting board. When she thanked her, she raised her eyes in surprise, then she bowed reverently, and left.

She cut the moreh in half roughly, and squeezed out the juice. The tea itself is brewed only with ravi, and the moreh is added for flavor.

As she poured the hot water and steamed it, the sweet scent of ravi gradually drifted into the room. But Alphones frowns and mutters, “It smells,” and Braulio just laughs eerily.

‘God, you’re so pathetic! That’s why your wife hates you!’

Inwardly disgusted, Amalia poured the ravi tea into the cup and added the juice of mpreh. The color of the tea changed slightly when the sour moreh juice was added, and even Alphones and Braulio stared at it when they saw it.

“It’s ready. It’s moreh and ravi herbal tea. Please be careful as it is hot.”

“Hey, come on, Braulio.”

“Yes…I’ll take care of it.”

After making and offering tea for the two of them, Braulio cast some kind of spell on his right hand. Amalia tilted her head as a pale light enveloped his hand.

‘….come to think of it, I thought Braulio was good at the ice attribute. But why now――’

Braulio looked at his right hand, which glowed with a pale blue light due to the effect of the ice attribute magic, and confirmed something―― suddenly, he plunged his hand into the freshly brewed tea.

“…eh, eh, eh, eh, eh?!”

Amalia screamed, not expecting to have a hand shoved into her tea right in front of her.

‘No, I mean, sure, he used to put his fingers in it! He did, but…’

She filled the cup shallowly, just in case, so it wouldn;t overglow even if he stuck his hand in it. But the sight of Braulio plunging his pale fist into the expensive tea cup was ridiculous―― and more than that, it made her want to cry as her pride crumbled away with a rattling sound.

Braulio, on the other hand, was mumbling something as he stuck his hand into the cup. He twisted his head and said, “Excuse me, too,” and plunged his hand into the cup on Alphonse’s side as well.

‘…really, I want to go home. What is this person? Terrible. I hope he collapses from malnutrition!’

Amalia couldn’t bear to see Braulio plunging his hand into her tea without changing his expression, so she lowered her eyes and squeezed them shut.

“…fumu.”

“Hey, what’s going on?”

“Is the wind attribute and…a holy attribute? I sense two magical energies here.”

…that behavior is worthy of universal death, but his reading is spot on.

“Wind? Hey, Amalia. You’re a white magician, aren’t you? I don’t care if it’s a holy attribute, how can you even give it a wind attribute?”

“…”

“Answer me!”

“Well, well, Alphonse. Just finding out that the tea she brews has an attribute-giving effect is an achievement in itself.”

Braulio soothed Alphonse as he pulled his hand out of the tea and wiped it with a washcloth.

“And perhaps this is a talent that goes beyond the category of white magic or black magic――it’s highly likely that Amalia herself doesn’t understand it.”

“Hmm? Is that right?”

He asked sullenly, while Amalia decided to rely on Braulio’s guess for the moment.

It’s very aggravating to agree with this man’s statement, and she really doesn’t like it, but now is not the time for pride, likes and dislikes.

“…t-that’s right. I made tea in the village, but everyone just said it would make them feel better after drinking it….I didn’t know it had that kind of effect.”

“Well…that’s fine. If you can brew a cup of tea that has the effect of adding attributes, then I think you should come along with me when I kill the demons.”

“Will His Majesty allow Amalia to accompany us?”

“Tell my father-in-law that you are a servant, not a white magician…that person will absolutely be in  and if he knew that we are taking another white magician other than Esmeralda. Hey, thus, Amalia, I’m taking you to defeat a demon, so keep practicing your tea until then. If you follow my orders, I’ll keep it alive.”

“…”

‘I’ll “let you live”…huh. If you don’t want to die, you’ll have to obey.’ 

She would be kept alive until the demon defeat was over, but after that, there was no telling what would happen. If she was considered a hindrance, she would be erased, and if she was considered useful, she would be tamed for the rest of her life, and Amalia would not have a free choice.

‘…but if you stay alive―― Leonardo and the others may still come to save you.’

Leonardo and Yugo know that Alphone is fated to be Amalia’s enemy. That’s why, they would already probably guess that the man who kidnapped Amalia―― Braulio, might be under Alphonse’s command, and if that were the case, they would probably be able to get into Kyros.

No matter what, Amalia, a white magician, would not be able to stand against Alphonse and the others.

‘For now, I must obey…’

To be able to reunite with Leonardo and Yugo, to be free.

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