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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Simzy
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The journey to the Magic City was peaceful. As expected, paying a premium made all the difference. It felt, with slight exaggeration, as comfortable as being cradled in a baby sling.
Our Regressor, Lina, was gazing out the window again today. She really loved looking at the scenery.
While Lina was occupied, Victoria and Natasha were engaged in a silent, cold war, leaving the carriage quiet.
The only one at ease was the old woman, snoring away peacefully.
“Aren’t you being a little too clingy?”
“What? Me? What’s it to you if I want to stay close to my husband?”
“I heard you’re not really his wife…”
“!”
Natasha glared at me. I quickly averted my gaze. I was just stating a fact.
“…He will be my real husband soon.”
“!”
Victoria’s eyes widened at that. She looked at me as if demanding an explanation.
“…Natasha, I told you I wasn’t thinking about marriage yet.”
“You said you’d marry me if I got pregnant!”
“You’re not pregnant. You’re not even showing…so…”
“Husband! You’re so mean! Waaaaah!”
Natasha finally burst into tears. But I couldn’t just agree to marry her right then and there.
Victoria smiled triumphantly, watching the scene unfold.
Just then, Lina, who had been staring blankly out the window, spoke up.
“Natasha…”
“Yes? Sniffle…”
Natasha and Lina had grown close recently.
This was because Natasha had realized Lina had no romantic interest in me.
Of course, she was still a little wary of Lina’s beautiful appearance.
“Do you really not remember what happened back then?”
“Back then…are you talking about that again? I told you it’s embarrassing, so let’s not talk about it…sniffle…”
She was referring to when Natasha went berserk. Lina still found that incident baffling.
In her past life, no one could stop Natasha’s rampages. She wouldn’t listen to anyone, and the frenzy continued until she saw blood.
If she didn’t see blood, the outburst would continue for days before eventually subsiding.
“How did you recognize Kerry when you were unconscious…when you have no memory of it?”
“I don’t know. I wasn’t aware of what I was doing. But I think I know why it was possible.”
“What’s the reason?”
“The power of love. My love for my husband created a miracle.”
“…”
Lina turned back to the window, as if she’d just heard something ridiculous.
However, the current situation wasn’t bad.
Natasha’s berserker state, which could be considered her fatal flaw, was now controllable.
Being able to control the immense power Natasha gained when she lost her reason was a significant advantage.
Lina looked at Kerry carefully.
Everything was working out well because of Kerry. To Lina, Kerry was a goddess of fortune, no, a god of fortune.
“Kerry.”
“Yes, Lina.”
“If you don’t mind, I have a request.”
“Go ahead.”
“I’d like to ask you to train Natasha. Of course, only if Natasha agrees when she’s calmer…”
“Training?”
“Yes. Natasha’s power is unstable right now. The power she exhibits when she’s agitated is strong, but when she goes berserk like last time, it’s extremely dangerous.”
“Then my husband can just take care of me again, like last time!”
“That’s true, but…the problem is we don’t know if this time was a coincidence or not…”
“It wasn’t a coincidence! It was definitely the power of love!”
“Also, depending on her level of agitation, she might not recognize you and attack you.”
“That will never happen! Husband, trust me.”
I understood what Lina was trying to say. She wanted to control Natasha’s uncontrollable power.
Indeed, from Lina’s perspective, having been a comrade in her past life, Natasha’s ability must have been a considerable source of hardship.
“I understand what you mean, Lina. You want to eliminate the unstable element in Natasha, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. Just because Kerry was able to stop Natasha once doesn’t guarantee he can do it again. I believe there’s value in distinguishing what we can and can’t do beforehand.”
“So, you’re saying we should intentionally induce a berserk state in Natasha for training, in preparation for real combat?”
“And although it’s still a hypothesis…if we can control Natasha in her berserk state and direct her power against enemies, it would be a great asset on our journey.”
Lina wasn’t just thinking about stopping Natasha’s rampages; she also intended to utilize them offensively. It wasn’t a bad idea.
“So…if you both agree, I’m suggesting we intentionally induce Natasha’s berserk state and train her in that state.”
“I’ll do it! I can’t keep hurting others every time I lose control.”
“If it helps Natasha, I’m in.”
“It’s decided then. We’ll adjust the training schedule once we arrive in the Magic City.”
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The next day, we arrived in the magic city of Vilna.
Vilna was a neutral nation renowned for its advanced magic; a dazzling city befitting its name.
Shops and buildings floated on artificially created platforms, apparently constructed using levitation stones.
‘So this is the legendary Magic City…a place where a man’s romantic dreams come alive!’
The other members of the group also leaned out of the carriage, marveling at the sight.
Thanks to Victoria’s status and permits, we easily entered the magic city.
Victoria said she needed to part ways with the group for a while.
“I’d love to explore the Magic City with you all, but…I have to go greet someone important here. It’s customary for nobles visiting the city…”
Then Lina spoke up.
“I also have some research to do.”
A workaholic Regressor, huh?
The old woman complained about her knees and said she would rest at the inn first.
So, it ended up being just Natasha and Kerry exploring the Magic City.
“Wow…Husband.”
“What is it, Natasha?”
“Come…Come to think of it…”
“?”
“This is the first time we’ve explored a city together, just the two of us.”
Thinking back, it was true.
Quite some time had passed since I rescued her from the bandits, yet we hadn’t even been on a single date. And yet she still called me “husband”.
“Hehe. This is nice. A date! A date!”
Natasha seemed thrilled about the date, but Kerry actually had things he needed to do.
Magic Storage Orbs.
Kerry’s anticipation for the Magic City stemmed not only from sightseeing but more so from the hope of finding Magic Storage Orbs.
It would be great if he could acquire as many Orbs as possible.
Since the Magic City had many magic item shops, he might be able to find Magic Storage Orbs.
He considered searching for them alone, leaving Natasha behind, but she showed no signs of letting him go. She almost started crying in the street, claiming it was their first date, so he had no choice but to take her along.
Besides, Natasha was on his side.
“Husband, isn’t that a magic item shop over there?”
Since it was our first time in the Magic City, we didn’t know where the magic item shops were, so we searched haphazardly.
Finally, we found one.
“I think you’re right, Natasha.”
“Right? Right? Praise me.”
“Yes, yes. Good job, Natasha.”
“Wow…so insincere…so mean.”
Kerry and Natasha entered the magic item shop.
It was a somewhat rundown shop, filled with strange-looking objects whose purpose was unclear.
Apparently, they were all magic items.
An elderly woman appeared, leaning on a cane.
“What are you looking for, my cute customers?”
Natasha’s cheeks flushed at being called cute, but Kerry hated being called cute.
“…Do you happen to carry Magic Storage Orbs here?”
“Magic Storage Orbs?”
“Yes.”
“…”
Why that look? Did I ask something I shouldn’t have?
The shop owner, the old woman, made a strange face. Then she looked us up and down.
“Do you even know what that is?”
“Does anyone buy something without knowing what it is?”
“There are plenty of fools like that. Half the people who buy magic items in the Magic City get ripped off with useless junk. Hehe.”
Exasperated, Kerry pulled a Magic Storage Orb from his pocket.
“This. I’m asking if you have anything like this. Satisfied now?”
“!”
The old woman stared at the Orb, her hand trembling as she reached out.
“C-Can I take a closer look at that? Is that really a Magic Storage Orb?”
“…”
She looked at it as if it were a precious treasure. Like “My Precious” from Lord of the Rings.
Was it really that valuable?
The White Witch told him it was the lowest grade of Magic Storage Orb.
Showing it wouldn’t cause any harm, so he handed the Orb to the old woman.
“Ooh…this is the real thing. I can’t believe I’m seeing this. Where did you get this?”
“I found it.”
“…Don’t joke around.”
It was true. He found it after a bandit died and dropped it.
“Well, it doesn’t really matter if you don’t want to tell me. I’m happy enough just to have seen this today.”
“…I guess you don’t have any Magic Storage Orbs here?”
“….Young man, you don’t know anything. This is a rare treasure. Only the legendary White Witch from a hundred years ago could create these Orbs. I heard her followers had quite a few back then…but it’s been a hundred years, so they’re hard to come by now.”
The White Witch truly was amazing. Although, she was easily offended.
“Will you sell this?”
“I’m not selling it. Give it back.”
“You’re not selling it, but can I just look at it a little longer?”
This was unexpected. It seemed to be more valuable than he thought.
He’d hoped to find Orbs lying around in the Magic City like antiques, but that wasn’t the case.
What were the Mages in the Magic Tower doing for a hundred years if they couldn’t even make Orbs?
That’s when the old woman said, with a sly smile.
“Actually, one of my ancestors obtained a Magic Storage Orb once.”
“…Really?”
“That’s why I have one too. I’ll return yours and show you mine in return.”
The old woman disappeared into the back and reappeared holding a orb that shimmered with iridescent light. It was quite similar to Kerry’s orb, but its glow was brighter and more mystical.
“This is…”
“This is also a Magic Storage Orb. Mine looks better than yours, doesn’t it? My ancestor obtained it after defeating one of the White Witch’s followers.”
This was likely a higher-grade orb than his. He wanted it!
The White Witch had told him that the better the orb, the higher the level of magic it could store.
“I’ll buy it.”
“I’m not selling it.”
“I have a lot of money.”
He’d saved up his emergency funds for a situation like this. He’d converted the money he’d skimmed from selling the holy water and the treasure from the monster grandpa into cash.
“This is a family heirloom. I can’t sell it for money.”
“…”
The old woman’s expression was firm. She really didn’t want to sell it. It couldn’t be helped.
Then the old woman looked at Kerry and said,
“…You’re an adventurer, right? Judging by how much money you have, you’re a fairly skilled one at that, correct?”
He wasn’t sure about his skills yet, but he’d go along with it.
“I suppose so.”
“Then do you take private requests? If you accept my request, I wouldn’t be opposed to giving you the orb…”
Things seemed to be working out better than expected.
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[Your Text Here]
Isn’t this deal too good to be true?
Why is she so excited about seeing Kerry’s orb if she has a better one herself?