Sorcerous Stabber Orphen, The Wayward Journey, Volume 5 by Yoshinobu Akita

Author:Yoshinobu Akita [AKITA, YOSHINOBU]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2019-11-09T00:00:00+00:00

In the mansion, the layout of rooms wasn’t difficult to discern. While Majic and Claiomh were in the spare living room, Orphen was dealing with a heavy heart, wandering about in the halls downstairs. Majic and Claiomh felt a bit tricked by it all. It wasn’t that Orphen lied necessarily, but he didn’t exactly tell the truth, either.

In reality, he’d gone to talk to Leticia, just the two of them.

I have so much to talk to her about, about me, and about her...

He hadn’t seen her for nearly five years, and while he’d reported some stuff to her, the rest he hadn’t talked about at all.

About Azalie and Childman, about Heartia too. I have to tell her everything. I have so much to ask her about the Tower alone, and about her students... How did she become a teacher? And when? As if she’s a cat and she’s been soaked in water, it’s like she’s lost about two kilos.

As Orphen thought about all of this, he remembered things.

He looked up at the ceiling, the walls that surrounded them, the wallpaper on those walls, and the gas lamps that hung from them. In the hallway, the paper had blue ink leaves printed upon them. A silver-edged, white ceramic flower pot. The closer you got, it looked as if the pot had been wiped every day, clean from dust and dirt.

She’s always been like that, a clean freak. I never really was into that, but regardless of whatever she was doing, if something wasn’t clean she lost her mind over it. And it wasn’t just cleanliness, it was anything about discipline in general when it came to me. Like if I came home after curfew was in effect, she’d light into me the next day...

Orphen thought with a bitter smile.

Now that I think about it... now all I want to talk with her about is stuff from the past... He continued in his own head. On the back of his instinctively closed eyelids, he saw the past. He saw everything from five years ago. Only five years ago, he was Krylancelo and not Orphen—

He wasn’t an “orphan.” He had a family, even though it wasn’t one connected by blood. He had two sisters he loved more than anything else. And now—

One of them is already gone, he thought in self-reproach. It wasn’t something he should think about twice... not ever again. All of that is over and done now, as of two months ago.

But not even two full months had gone by.

“...Tish,” He murmured to himself, resting his hand on the head of the tall, strangely-shaped flower pot.

“Don’t cry. Or rather, don’t get angry, because it’ll just make you crazy. More importantly—” He said to himself, reaching for the most tenacious parts of his heart. He lowered his head, as if trying to find the strength to keep going, and forced himself to keep a cool head.

Childman had taught him a type of mind control that would allow him to keep a cool head during battle, something he called “mindsetting.

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