The Magician Who Rose From Failure: Volume 6 [Parts 1 to 7] by Gamei Hitsuji

Author:Gamei Hitsuji
Language: eng
Format: epub

A short while after his conversation with Barbaros, Arcus returned to an antechamber in the palace. The party’s main event, Craib’s presentation, was over; all that was left was for nobles and dignitaries to mingle—excellent conditions to slip away unnoticed.

The Sol Glasses in this room were a little too bright, so he covered them with a thin cloth. Once there was no direct lighting left, he flung himself down onto a couch, no longer caring whether he rumpled his clothing. He let himself sink into the fabric.

“Boy, am I beat.”

As expected of the palace furnishings, the couch was comfortably soft. It was enough to make him consider buying a fancy one for himself. It was a class of excessive luxury that the man from the other world would never even have considered—which was a shame.

Noah smiled thinly at his collapsed master. “You look as though you have been through the wars.”

“Wow, thanks for your sympathy. How come you weren’t out there with me?”

“My apologies. Craib requested that I wait in the back.”

“Yeah, I know...” It still didn’t make much sense to Arcus. Having Noah around would have made him feel much more at ease.

“I was under the impression that Lady Louise would be with you.”

“Yeah. She bailed me out when my shitbag ‘dad’ showed up.”

“Then it sounds to me you had nothing to worry about.”

“I didn’t till Meifa Darnénes and Barbaros came over to talk to me. Even she couldn’t get rid of them.”

“Referring to a king by his first name? Well, I suppose Craib does the same...”

“Whoever put him in charge was playing some kinda joke. I mean, he’s definitely capable, but apart from that...”

“Again, Craib tells me the exact same thing.”

Then Arcus and his uncle were in agreement. Honestly, Barbaros’s more casual mindset impressed him. He was smart and knew how to weave hidden meaning into his words. Perhaps his heavy-handedness was also one of his charms. They said that some people were completely unreadable. Barbaros may well have been a perfect example.

“I wouldn’t mind growing up into someone like him. Not that he has the greatest personality.”

“You are already well on your way, particularly when it comes to your theatrics.”

“At least try and make it sound like a compliment.”

“I had no need to. It wasn’t one.”

Arcus glared at his servant, who still wore the same smile on his lips. He could only imagine the face he was making, but he was confident it was horrendous.

Just then, there came a knock at the door. Arcus straightened himself up as Noah turned to face it.

“Is Arcus Raytheft here?”

“He is.”

Arcus recognized the voice as Eulid Rain’s. At first, he wondered what the count could want of him, but then he realized that Eulid was likely here on someone else’s orders. The next voice he heard was decidedly androgynous.

“Arcus. It’s me.”

He jumped. “Y-Your Royal Highness!”

“I am coming in.”

The door started to open from the other side before Noah could get to it. Arcus may have been sitting up now, but he was still in no fit state to be seen by the prince.

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