Chapter 32
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 32: My Master Is The Best!
Renoa approached me and covered my eyes with her hands.
I was greatly flustered in a situation where lovers would typically say ‘Guess~ who?’.
It wasn't heart-fluttering at all. I was only worried she might pluck my eyeballs out just like this.
“Excuse me... Princess? What is this situation right now?”
“You asked for help.”
“Yes, but?”
“Your problem right now is that mana is activating your senses and receiving excessive information from the surroundings. You eat anything so you get sick. Showing you are a slave indeed.”
This woman, even when she speaks.
“...So?”
“So I’m blocking the vision. Among the five senses, eyes are the organ receiving the most information.”
“Can’t I just close my eyes?”
“Blocking vision is just the first step. From now on, I will tune your mana. In that regard, physical contact is indispensable.”
“Then holding hands.......”
“Why should I.”
Because this situation was burdensome, I cautiously offered an opinion, but it was cut off at once.
Strength entered the hands covering my eyes.
“Why do I have to hold hands with you. I decide how to do it. Don’t get cocky.”
Covering eyes or holding hands, isn't it the same? Something like ‘Sex is okay but absolutely no kissing!’?
‘She has a more girlish side than I thought.’
Well, I am the one receiving help, so I should do as ordered.
“Relax. From now on, focus only on my voice.”
As ordered, I relaxed my body completely and leaned on the sofa backrest.
Beyond the darkened vision, Renoa’s voice is heard like ASMR.
“Inhale. Deeply.”
I inhale.
“Exhale.”
And exhale.
“Continue. Matching my timing.”
Listening to Renoa’s voice, I repeat breathing.
Air filled in the lungs circulates. Tightly pulled nerves loosen.
“Tell me if there is anything strange.”
“It’s fine. It’s calm and nice.”
The overloaded brain becomes comfortable as if taking a rest.
‘Being comfortable is good, but....’
A new problem arose.
As vision disappeared, other senses sharpened sensitively as if filling the empty space.
Musty paper smell unique to the study. A subtle fragrance faintly mixed in it grazes the nose tip.
From behind, Renoa’s regular breathing tickles the nape of my neck.
She said she hates holding hands, but isn't she practically hugging my head sticking close to my back right now.
Since the opponent is who she is, I didn't care at all usually, but sticking like this...... feeling quite strange.
“Are you focusing?”
“Of course.”
“Moving to the next step.”
—Shhh.
With those words, all senses disappeared as if turning off a computer.
Not just vision, but smell, hearing, touch, all of them.
A zero-gravity sensation where I can’t even know if I’m standing, lying down, or floating in the air.
“——?”
Even if I scream in panic, I can’t even hear my own voice.
‘Isn't this death?’
It’s normal for the spine to chill, but the fact that I can’t even feel that chill came as a greater fear.
Wouldn't I be unable to return forever like this. Actually dead? Just as I thought Renoa, this bitch, finally killed me.
“Don’t scream. You aren't dead. Making a fuss over something like this pathetically.”
Cool yet clear voice heard from the darkness.
Other senses were still not felt. Sound was the same, but strangely Renoa’s voice alone was heard clearly.
Ah.
A sigh of relief came out for a moment.
“I suppressed your mana with mine. Recall what you were doing just now and breathe slowly.”
Once again repeating inhaling and exhaling matching her voice. Mind regains stability quickly.
“From now on, I will revive senses one by one. Don’t rush, and accept only what I allow.”
I nodded my head.
“First. Hearing.”
Behind Renoa’s voice, the sound of wind is heard. Sound of branches shaking, birds chirping, faintly heard chatter of maids.
“Second. Touch.”
Simultaneously with her declaration, the distant physical senses began to return partially.
I felt the cool and soft palms covering my eyes.
“Third. Smell.”
Inhaled slowly. Smell of the study, forest scent, and sweet fragrance permeate.
“Fourth. Vision.”
Palms covering eyes move away. And incoming sunlight. Familiar scenery of the study is seen.
“Condition?”
“...It’s fine. Like usual.”
Dazed feeling.
As if having dreamed. Mind is hazy but senses are clear.
Head wasn't dizzy anymore.
“Is it all cured?”
“I told you before starting. It doesn't disappear unless mana is removed. I just pressed down your mana with my power. As time passes, it will become like before.”
“Then what should I do?”
“Build your world and control to perceive only desired senses. Like I just did.”
Tilted head at the ambiguous explanation.
“World? Build?”
“To put it more simply, filter it. Hear only what you want to hear, feel only what you want to feel.”
Her explanation was intuitive. But understanding with the head and practicing with the body were separate issues.
So how do I do that. How is it different from saying buy low and sell high.
If I could do that at will, I wouldn't be suffering like this now.
“If you don't master it here, it’s obvious you’ll come find me again. I’ll release it, so from now on you do it alone.”
“Yes?”
—Snap!
Renoa snapped her fingers. Then the intangible barrier wrapping the body lifted like a lie.
—Wooong.
Along with a minute ringing in the ears, the vibration of air that had become calm started grazing the skin again.
The sound of wind outside the window gradually grew louder, and the sound of clothes rustling hit the eardrums noisily.
Head becomes dizzy at once at the senses pouring like a flood.
“Do as I did for you.”
I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes.
Just before, the protective wall Renoa made. Complete darkness where nothing could invade.
‘Block.’
I held the string of consciousness and drew virtual lines on my skin.
Like a filter net.
Consciously refuse the waves of senses rushing in. Accept only the information I want.
Then a strange thing happened.
The noise hitting ears reduced like a lie. The pressure of air pricking skin also decreased.
The dizzy head becomes clear again.
—Ding.
[Proficiency Level has increased.]
“......Huff, huff.”
Vomited the held breath.
Cold sweat drenching the back. Just concentrated, but short of breath as if sprinted full power.
“Hmm.”
Renoa let out a hum as if interested.
“Quite talented in mana manipulation. Not easy to do at once. Well, if you can’t even do this much, should throw you away.”
“Do I have to maintain this for 24 hours now?”
“To live with a sane mind.”
“How did this happen.......”
Renoa returned to her seat and sat down.
“Still, if handled well, it will be quite useful. Others roll for years to learn just one presence detection, but you feel everything just by breathing.”
“Is that so?”
“It’s the so-called sixth sense. That too is ultimately the realm of highly developed senses.”
Hearing it, it is so.
I only thought it was bad because of pain, I didn't think to apply this to combat yet.
If utilized well, the potential will be limitless.
“Thank you. Thanks to you I found a solution.”
Truly Renoa-sama for this time. If not for her, I would still be struggling unable to come to my senses.
“If thankful, get out. Since I’m going to rest.”
“Yessir.”
Indeed. Should do as the master orders. Rose from the seat obediently.
Renoa opening the book to read again. Takes out the bookmark inserted between pages.
“Uh.”
That was the pressed flower bookmark with a four-leaf clover embedded, which I gifted.
“It’s the bookmark I gave. You use it without throwing it away?”
Renoa flinched for a moment. Soon sent a murderous gaze to me.
“Get lost.”
“Yessir.”
About to bow politely and run out hurriedly.
“Ah.”
Suddenly a thought flashed.
Just in time, Bibi is absent so it’s just the two of us. Now was the best timing.
“Excuse me, Princess.”
“I said get out.”
“Really just one question.”
“Haa....”
Renoa closing her eyes tight and pressing her forehead with fingers.
I want to go nicely too, but there is something I must ask.
“Speak.”
“You know a bit about magic, right?”
“Is that a question right now?”
I know well it’s a stupid question. Because it’s the Edelheid family, not anywhere else.
Just looking at Renoa doing mana control right now, she is proficient in magic for her age.
Then what about this.
“By any chance... do you know about Black Magic too?”
Threw the question and checked Renoa’s mood. Ferocious aura settled thickly on her face.
“That. With what intention are you saying it?”
“Rather than intention, should I call it pure curiosity.......”
“In the Empire, Black Magic is high treason that can lead to extermination just by handling it. Are you asking not knowing?”
“I apologize. Because I am a slave and my knowledge is short.... I didn't know it was that dangerous.”
“Get out. Don’t annoy me.”
“Yessir. Rest well.”
Feeling it would really be bad if I offended her more, I came out obediently.
Came out to the garden to get some air.
“Refreshing.”
Dizziness until just now disappeared like a lie.
To think senses becoming sensitive was such a painful thing.
Still, now that I adapted, it was much more refreshing than before. Senses felt clearer like monitor refresh rate doubled.
‘Meaning I have to maintain this for life from now on?’
It’s possible if conscious, but I don't know if it works unconsciously like when sleeping.
Still, if used well, a walking human radar. I will be able to prevent unexpected attacks too.
‘More than that.’
Recalled the question I handed to Renoa before leaving the study.
At the question if she knows about Black Magic, Renoa showed a fierce rejection reaction. As if it’s a topic one shouldn't even dare mention.
Seeing that, it seems the current Renoa hasn't touched Black Magic.
‘Then it means there was some incident after this....’
What on earth became the trigger making Renoa use Black Magic.
How could she get her hands on Black Magic which is taboo even to handle.
There is just one person coming to mind.
‘Pascal Edelheid Duke.’
Only that person.
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