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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“…What?”
Brain overdrive engaged.
What did Arwen just say?
If his ears didn’t deceive him, he heard the word “intercourse”.
Ha ha, good one.
“…”
For some reason, Arwen was looking down bashfully, remaining silent.
He decided he must have misheard due to some lewd thoughts in his head and asked again.
“I think I misheard. I just heard something strange. Can you repeat what you said?”
“…”
An ominous silence descended.
He wished she would just tell him he misheard, that he was just having dirty thoughts.
Intercourse? Surely, she couldn’t possibly mean… that?
A heavy silence, an awkward silence from his perspective, settled over the room.
She had said it as if it was something incredibly embarrassing, or perhaps she had just given up and resigned herself to whatever fate had in store.
Intercourse.
Intercourse.
He didn’t know why he was repeating the word like a pervert, but there was a simpler, more direct way to say it.
“Sex?”
“…Don’t say it so loud, it’s embarrassing.”
“Wait, so it was real.”
Was it a prank?
Or was she just trying to make things awkward with a sudden dirty joke?
But Arwen’s expression was too serious for that.
“…Arwen.”
“…I’m listening.”
“Why is your ultimate, top-secret last resort… sex?”
“…”
Arwen closed her mouth.
Then, as if she had made up her mind, she muttered with a resentful look,
“…I still don’t understand why I have to be the one to explain this. I hoped it wouldn’t be me.”
“Wait, do the others know about this…?”
“What do you think?”
Arwen sighed and began to explain.
“Think about it. The root cause of your shortened lifespan is the excessive amount of magic power concentrated in your body, isn’t it?”
“That’s right.”
“If we knew how a human could accumulate so much magical power, we could find a solution. But we still don’t know if it’s some kind of curse or just a unique physical trait.”
“So?”
“So, this isn’t a permanent solution, but it’s a stopgap measure that will prolong your life. The key is to maximize magical power transfer efficiency through regular intercourse and to release the accumulated magical power in your body.”
He wasn’t stupid.
He had reached the rank of Archmage and became the Court Mage.
He understood the simple explanation.
It sounded ridiculous, but he couldn’t help but think,
‘Huh, that’s actually plausible.’
“It’s the same principle as removing toxins from the body.”
“If you release your essence, the concentrated magical power will naturally be expelled as well. It’s a strange constitution you have. Even if you have intercourse four or five times a night, your magical power will recover in a few days.”
“…Then wouldn’t it be easier to just exhaust my magical power by using magic recklessly?”
“Do you think that’s possible?”
“Ah.”
He quickly understood what Arwen meant.
Perhaps due to his unique constitution, his magic efficiency was incredibly high.
While there were places where he could unleash offensive magic at full power without restraint, it would take him at least half a day of constant spellcasting to completely deplete his magical power.
And he couldn’t keep going back to Sylvia’s lair for that treatment.
So this was the easiest and simplest solution, even if it was just a temporary fix.
“But why does it have to be… this…?”
“…”
It wasn’t like he was trapped in a room that he couldn’t escape from unless he did… you know.
Having to engage in regular intercourse to survive… it felt like something out of a dirty comic.
He couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
…Well, complaining wouldn’t change anything.
He just had to accept it.
As if sensing someone approaching, Arwen transformed back into her cat form.
The Palace Master opened the door and peeked in.
“Get ready. We’re about to resume the ceremony.”
“Alright.”
He would think about this later.
For now, he had a ceremony to finish.
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Rudrick’s appointment ceremony held a greater significance than he realized.
Not only was the hall filled with curious nobles, but there were also representatives from other countries attending as ambassadors or dignitaries.
“I came here with a light heart, but it seems this is a much bigger deal than I anticipated.”
“The Empire has gained another remarkable talent. Even the previous Court Mage was a formidable figure.”
“Indeed. This is a blessing for the Empire.”
The foreign dignitaries whispered amongst themselves.
It was said that diplomats were like spies operating in plain sight.
Gathering information about other countries was part of their job.
The dignitaries felt a twinge of envy.
They had initially thought Lorenzo’s death was a good thing, but it seemed like it had backfired.
If even half of the rumors about the new Court Mage were true, the Esgelant Empire’s dominance would be further solidified.
“Defeated a dragon, they say… Absurd, isn’t it?”
“But it’s the Esgelant Empire. I can’t believe they would fabricate something like this…”
“The Empire’s hegemony will only grow stronger.”
Simply put, Rudrick was like a nuclear weapon.
His existence alone could accomplish what an army could, and served as a powerful deterrent.
No one could challenge the Empire unless they were willing to bring the Magic Tower into the equation.
Having reached this conclusion, the foreign dignitaries watched the investiture with envious eyes.
Rudrick stood on stage, undergoing a ceremony similar to a knighting.
The Crown Princess placed a ceremonial sword on his shoulders, officially investing him as the Court Mage.
He might have looked like a young man who had just come of age, but the fact that he could be deployed as a weapon meant that other countries would have to think twice before challenging the Empire.
Clap, clap, clap!
Thunderous applause and cheers filled the hall.
“He’s handsome!”
Lassiel whistled and shouted, drawing curious glances from the others.
But soon, everyone was cheering for the new Court Mage.
The ceremony, which had been conducted with utmost solemnity, came to a close.
“With this, the appointment ceremony for Rudrick Weiss as the Court Mage is concluded.”
The Palace Master’s declaration marked the end of the official proceedings.
Now, it was time for the banquet.
Several high-ranking nobles who had been eyeing Rudrick approached him, hoping to establish a connection, but he chose to join his family.
“Where is our sister? I haven’t seen her yet.”
“She has academy exams. She wanted to come, but she couldn’t get out of it. I had to pull some strings to get out of my guard duty.”
Serilla answered as Rudrick sat down at his family’s table.
He reunited with his parents after several months.
Countess Aline Weiss, forgetting her composure, teared up.
“…Ahem, he’s a fine young man. I never imagined I would live to see someone from our family achieve such success.”
“Dear, there’s no need to cry.”
Count Weiss, his face filled with pride, glared at his wife playfully.
“Just a few months ago, he was giving us headaches by refusing to get married at his age. But now, look at him.”
“Marriage…”
Rudrick’s face darkened at his father’s playful remark.
He had been trying to forget, but there were many hurdles he had to overcome before he could make his “proposition” a reality.
First, he had to tell his parents that he had found someone… rather, five someones… to marry.
‘I’m sure they’ll be happy for me…’
He shook his head.
Twenty years old was considered a bit late to get married in this era.
He would turn twenty-one soon, and then he would simply be considered “late.”
So, his parents would undoubtedly be happy if he told them he was getting married.
The problem was…
‘What will they say when I tell them I’m marrying five women?’
He imagined his parents’ reactions and shuddered.
It would be the scandal of the century.
He didn’t even want to imagine their reactions.
It would take a lot of courage to tell them now, when everyone was celebrating.
He hadn’t even received Elena’s answer yet.
Lacking the courage, he laughed awkwardly and thought to himself,
‘Let’s just wait a little longer.’
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