The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 25



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“Really, really?”

When I told Deborah about the entrance exam for the Tower, her eyes and mouth widened in surprise.

I nodded confidently, flipping my hair over.

“You have a test next week, so prepare well.”

“I’m really on the magic tower… … .”

Deborah, who had her mouth shut with a moved expression, sat up abruptly.

Then I started walking around the room, not knowing what to do.

Could you be that happy?

I asked without thinking, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction and pride.

“But are you good at magic? Are you good enough to pass the test?”

Come to think of it, I didn’t know what Deborah’s level was.

Still, I expected that he would have the skills to pass the entrance exam… … .

“… … .”

Deborah remained uneasy and silent.

Wait, wait. That’s not right!

If you’re a princess who likes magic, shouldn’t your abilities be guaranteed?

“Deborah, are you sure?”

Deborah did not answer even when asked again.

He just crossed his arms with a complicated expression on his face.

Oh, this is problematic.

I spent 400,000 gold to get you into the Magic Tower!

“… … Do you know how to use magic?”

“Oh, I know!”

“But why don’t you say anything?”

“… … I don’t think my skills are good enough to pass the test.”

Deborah’s voice began to grow more serious. I grabbed her shoulder and said.

“Let’s call a magic teacher starting tomorrow. You’ll learn through attributes.”

“Who are you going to call? Do you know any wizards?”

“Of course not. Isn’t that something you should have?”

You also like magic.

You’re the one who wants to enter the magic tower.

Then, shouldn’t Deborah be the one who knows the magician?

“… … I don’t have any either.”

But Deborah’s network was as sparse as mine.

I asked back, embarrassed and dumbfounded.

“Why not? Does that make sense?”

“I don’t know… … . I just don’t have any friends, what should I do!”

Deborah blushed in another way and became irritated.

No, I didn’t ask if you had any friends.

‘I’m in big trouble. What do I do?’

I never dreamed Deborah would be so unprepared.

If this was going to happen, why did you do business with me?

Feeling a strong sense of crisis, I went to see Dane.

Since he’s a sociable guy, I think he probably knows at least one wizard.

When I told Dane honestly what was going on and asked for help, his eyes widened.

“Deborah let me take the entrance exam for Matap? Why?”

“When I tried to get to know you, I saw that you really liked magic. It seemed like you really wanted to join Magic Tower, so I wanted to help you.”

At my words, Dane looked thoughtful for a moment.

I was impatient and didn’t have much time, so I urged him on.

“So, do you know any wizards? They should be good enough to teach Deborah and help her pass the test.”

“… … Okay, I’ll look it up. But do your father and grandfather know about this?”

He shut his mouth with a stinging expression.

Of course, I didn’t get permission from those two people. I didn’t even bring it up because I thought they would absolutely oppose it.

Then Dane, who noticed this, laughed heartily.

“Well, that could be possible! I’ll secretly find a magic teacher too.”

Fortunately, he decided to keep this fact secret from Duke and Duchess of Diat.

But we didn’t know.

That there may be someone flying above us as we run… … .

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Dane introduced me to an old wizard who had retired from working at the Magic Tower.

Deborah, who had a temporary teacher, went to a remote place to practice magic, avoiding the attention of the adults in her family.

That was the west garden of the main building where I was staying.

It was a suitable place for secret training because people rarely came and went.

Deborah came here alone, leaving her maid behind.

“First, let’s check the level of your skill, Princess.”

The kind-looking old witch said. I watched the two from the balcony.

She created a translucent barrier and told Deborah to break it.

Deborah raised her magical power until her face turned red, but the barrier did not budge.

“What the heck, what’s going on! My magic power is draining away!”

“Hold on. Charge forward with the feeling that you are reclaiming the magic power that was stolen from you.”

“Ugh.”

Deborah frowned at his firm words and released more magic power.

“Come on, Deborah! You’re doing great, you’re doing great, you’re doing great!”

He put both hands on his lips and cheered Deborah on fervently.

However, Deborah only had her magic powers stolen and was unable to break the barrier.

Eventually, she collapsed on the floor, panting, exhausted. I looked at her with concern.

If you’re having such a hard time, aren’t you going to not pass the test?

“Your magical power is impressive, but your ability to handle it is woefully lacking.”

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“Then what should I do―?!”

I asked loudly instead of Deborah, who seemed to have no strength to answer.

“You just need to learn how to handle magic. Your Highness is having a hard time because you haven’t properly learned the basics.”

“Aha, I see. Please teach Deborah well!”

“Yes, don’t worry. Hehe. Your older sister takes good care of you.”

“… … It’s not you, sister.”

Deborah, barely able to pull herself up, retorted angrily.

I leaned against the railing and leisurely watched her roll back and forth again.

And when the training was almost over, I went downstairs with water and snacks.

Deborah was seen sitting on the floor with a blank expression on her face.

Oh my.

She has transformed from a pretty and cute city dog ​​into a sloppy country dog.

He approached me, held out his hand, and asked.

“Deborah, are you okay?”

“……joy.”

Deborah, ignoring my hand, stumbled as she tried to get up on her own.

I quickly grabbed her skinny arm. Although our builds were similar, I was taller, so she naturally fell into my arms.

“You have to be careful. What if you get hurt?”

“… Huh, huh! My legs just gave out for a moment?”

Deborah, her face flushed, stood up straight and retorted sharply.

I said, brushing the dirt off her clothes.

“You worked hard. It must have been hard, but you worked really hard.”

“… … Well, with something obvious.”

First, I offered her some water. Deborah gulped it down.

“Eat this too.”

“… … Raspberry cookies?”

“You said it was your favorite thing.”

This was information I picked up while asking around about Deborah.

Deborah took the cookie hesitantly. She took a bite and her expression melted away.

I occasionally brought her water while she was devouring cookies without thinking.

Deborah came to her senses only after all the cookies had been eaten, coughed in vain, and opened her mouth as if she was hesitating.

“… … You’re here.”

“huh?”

“I can’t be the cute and affectionate younger sibling you want me to be. Is that okay?”

What kind of question is this all of a sudden?

I shrugged and replied.

“I never wanted a brother like that. I just wanted to go to parties with him.”

“Oh my, what do I like… … .”

“Huh? I never said it was good.”

“… … I, I don’t like you either?!”

Deborah, whose neck had turned red in an instant, got up and grumbled. It was secretly fun to tease her.

I bowed to her as she stamped her feet and left.

“Bye! See you tomorrow, Deborah!”

“no!”

Yeah, well I guess we’ll see each other again tomorrow.

The kind-faced old witch treated Deborah like a devil.

I vividly remembered the time when I learned swordsmanship from Karl.

As expected, you can’t judge a person by their appearance…

“Good job, Deborah!”

I went out to the balcony during Deborah’s training sessions and cheered her on.

“Wow, that’s cool! This is awesome!”

“Miss, be quiet!”

“Yeah, yeah! Come on!”

Deborah would make a scene like an angry chihuahua, but when training was over, she would just sit on the floor, exhausted.

I always brought her water and raspberry cookies.

“How’s the training going? Are you feeling more comfortable? Is it still hard?”

“… … Well, it’s about this much.”

Despite her casual tone, Deborah’s arms were trembling.

I held back my laughter, then suddenly became curious and asked.

“But where and how did you learn magic?”

It was amazing that he knew how to use magic even though he couldn’t handle magical powers.

Deborah pursed her lips as she quickly closed the lid of the empty water bottle.

“My father and grandfather wouldn’t let me learn formally. So I started studying on my own in secret… … and that’s how it turned out.”

“Why do you two oppose your becoming a wizard?”

“That’s what Mom… … .”

Deborah, who had been answering well, suddenly shut her mouth.

The round eyes beneath the lowered eyelashes seemed to be sparkling with moisture.

“Deborah?”

“… … I don’t know. Don’t bother asking me such things. It really annoys me.”

“Why, what’s so annoying?”

“It just annoys me! And if I tell you, will you understand?”

Deborah, who had lost her temper, looked at me with sharp eyes.

Why is a girl who grew up in a noble home so irritable and dissatisfied?

“You’ll know only if you tell me. If you don’t tell me, I’ll never know.”

I tried to be gentle with Tyler, but it didn’t help much.

“It’s annoying, so don’t watch my training anymore. And don’t pretend to care about me like this.”

Deborah bared her teeth like a barking puppy and turned around, handing back the water bottle and cookies.

The sight of him running away from home made him look like he was eight years old, not just eighteen.

Ugly eight years old.

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