Sorcerous Stabber Orphen: The Wayward Journey, Volume 8 by Yuuya Kusaka

Author:Yuuya Kusaka [AKITA, YOSHINOBU]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2020-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

Frankly, Orphen wasn’t even sure he could calm down, and he didn’t have the slightest desire to try doing so, but regardless of what he wanted... everything had calmed down a few minutes later. The room was tidied up, Orphen was sitting on the bed, exhausted, and Claiomh had set about making some coffee (though she never did become at all aware of what her own actions had caused). The reason the room had been tidied up so quickly was because it didn’t have that much in it to begin with, and the reason Orphen was so tired was because of the psychological stress of the situation, just like always. And it was nothing new for Claiomh to be unaware of the trouble she was causing either.

Basically, as much as it was possible to calm down, it had calmed down. And, incidentally, since it didn’t seem like Majic would be waking up any time soon, he’d been laid out on the bed.

Claiomh was clattering some dishes about noisily, and just as noisily, explaining the course of events, her voice loud enough to easily be heard outside, despite repeated warnings from the bald man.

“...So then it became this huge thing, and you kind of became collateral damage to Leki’s magic, but the one who dug you out of the rubble was this guy!”

“There was nothing ‘kind of’ about it,” Orphen cursed indignantly from the bed. He gave a light kick at Claiomh’s back as she placed the coffee pot on that simple stove.

“Hey! Stop that, Orphen!”

“Shut up.” He pursed his lips and moved his gaze to the bald man. The more he observed him, the nastier the man’s face looked. He wasn’t really in a position to judge, but getting a good look at him now, Orphen came to a definite conclusion—his first impression: the man had an evil face.

Before the bald man could open his mouth, Orphen asked him a question. He wanted to make sure he held the reins of the conversation, as much as he could. “...So, why’d you help me? You knew I was a sorcerer.” He spoke quietly, fully knowing that the walls had ears.

The bald man answered equally quietly. “I told you, it’s because we’re on the same side.”

“The same side...?” Orphen suddenly realized what he meant.

“Yes.” The man nodded amicably. “I’m a sorcerer, too.”

“Whaaat?!” The scream had come from Claiomh. She leapt up, her foot kicking the coffee pot on the fire right off of it as if she’d been aiming for it.

The pot leapt toward the bald man, who screamed with the same expression Claiomh was making.

Orphen hurried and covered her mouth from behind.

“Fmmgmmh, zmmgh, mmgh!” As she spewed meaningless groans, Orphen looked down coldly on her from behind, waiting for her to stop. Eventually, after a good minute of muffled shouting, Claiomh finally quieted. When she stopped moving and started looking up at him silently, Orphen finally took his hand away.

“What was that for, Orphen?” she asked, disgruntled. “I can’t scream when

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