My Husband Was the Master of the Magic Tower - Chapter 94

In an instant, I unknowingly clenched my fists, then forced my arms to relax.

“Well, it’s true that I’m from another dimension.”

The words that came out of my mouth felt awkward all over again. Just like when I first revealed my secret to others.

Lately, there have been a lot of moments of talking about this fact, so I thought it was okay, yet it seems that the years of hiding the past didn’t remain as lies.

As I lowered my eyes to the floor, a more calm voice came out than I expected.

“How does he know that? It’s not like I was bragging about being a dimension shifter.”

Only a handful of people know my secret right now.

Masha, the three members of the delegation, and Dante.

Besides, if it wasn’t for Dante, the four people except for Dante wouldn’t have been informed. It was a secret that had been closely guarded for a long time.

There isn’t even someone among them who can talk about other people’s circumstances, so how can he find out about that? The fact that I had shifted through dimensions only evoked a sense of wonder, but didn’t give me any characteristics or extraordinary features that set me apart from other people.

However, as if denying my thoughts, Kade answered firmly.

“Don’t you have a body that recovers from any injury in an instant?”

“…”

“If that’s a common feature of people from other dimensions, then there’s nothing he won’t notice.”

Although it’s the tone of asking for confirmation, the voice seems to already be sure of the answer.

“Can you be confident that you have thoroughly hidden the moment when your wound heals abnormally without anyone seeing it?”

“…No.”

I didn’t have the strength to listen to those words of reply. After my body was shattered by the bomb, my recovery speed, which was unusual, accelerated exponentially, but since then, I have never tried to hide my physical condition.

Even if I said wounds, they were all minor scratches, and it was something I couldn’t control in the first place. Didn’t Lily feel strange because my wounds unexpectedly healed early on the first day I met the delegation?

I looked down for a moment at my arm, which didn’t even show a scar, then let out a small sigh.

“So you mean, it’s quite possible that he witnessed my unusual constitution.”

Like the form that appeared in front of me and Dante, if I had watched it in the form of a crow, I wouldn’t have been able to recognize its gaze. It’s not that I didn’t make an effort to hide it, it just means that I might have been caught out. But even so, I kept sighing as I tried to get rid of myself for my carelessness.

If I thought my body was weird, I should have tried to hide it.

“Yes. But even when I think about it, there are still puzzles.”

At the same time, Kade, who seemed to be looking at my arm for a moment, met my gaze again.

“What does the fact that you’re a dimension shifter have to do with why he’s trying to meet you, and what he’s trying to find out by talking to you?”

Without giving me a chance to think deeply about it, the question immediately followed.

“Have you heard anything else from the Master of the Magic Tower?”

“From Dante? What, about the degenerates?”

At that moment, Kade subtly frowned, so I wondered if something serious had come to mind.

“…I really can’t get used to you calling the mage lord by name. Yes, about him.”

It was for a far more stupid reason than I thought. I don’t know what’s the big deal about me calling my husband by his first name.

Putting aside the thought of why he’s so awkward about something like this, I shrugged once.

“Dante’s a person who is endlessly indifferent to things that don’t interest him.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that there is no way for him to know in detail the characteristics of a person who has never had a special contact point.”

It was surprising that Dante remembered the information I had heard from him earlier. In his own words, he said it was because he was born with a good brain.

Of course, Dante’s secretary sent documents with detailed personal information about him, but he was still an unknown person, and there was no way to find information such as ‘actually he has this plan’.

“It’s just that he’s so good at some kind of magic that it’s been difficult to dispose of him until now…”

Come to think of it, what kind of magic was that? I hesitated for a moment, and Kade looked at me curiously as I stopped talking.

However, there was no time to ask for a moment to wait for that questionable face. I must have heard it, but I can’t remember. As if I really picked up what Dante said in passing.

Did I catch a glimpse of Lisa and Dante talking when I passed by?

…Then that means he has never talked to me directly after all?

As I followed the question that bit my tail, a thought naturally came to my mind. I wondered if Dante didn’t know that I and Kade noticed.

Finally, I sighed and told Kade.

“Please rest in your room for a while. I’m going to go somewhere.”

“Suddenly, where are you referring to?”

Despite noticing Kade’s bewilderment at the near-announcement, I said briefly as I walked toward the door.

“I’m going to scold Dante.”

I really don’t know when he’s going to fix his habit of trying to hide it when he’s anxious.

***

M6.

Masha didn’t know exactly where she was.

She was exchanging stories with her friend, and she was suddenly dragged out of her house, so it would be natural, but for a slightly more fundamental reason, it was impossible to figure out where this place was now.

It would be nice to see something outside through the window. No, at least she wished she could keep a close eye on the room she was locked in.

She couldn’t see anything, neither outside nor inside. As if they had really made up their mind and emptied the space.

She could only judge that the walls and the floor, and the sky and the ground are pure white.

How is this possible? Anyone can do up to completely discarding furniture in a room, but it is difficult to make the outside completely empty. Besides, she really couldn’t say anything other than ‘nothing’. Not a blade of grass, not even a handful of pebbles could be seen.

Sensing the feeling that her sense of reality was being blurred, Masha deliberately exhaled heavily. As the air rushed through her mouth and nose, she was barely aware that she wasn’t dreaming.

Promising that she would never lose her mind again, Masha straightened her head and looked at the man standing in front of her.

Standing tall and wearing a black robe in an all-white space, he had a strong presence that couldn’t be ignored.

“How long are you going to keep me here?”

A voice leaked out sharply without even realizing it. As soon as she uttered her words, she reflexively flinched in fear and shut her mouth, yet her opponent didn’t seem to care.

He wasn’t even looking at Masha in the first place.

She heard a scratching laugh that made her face frown just by listening to it.

“Why, is there anything uncomfortable? You won’t feel hunger or pain. Ah, you might be sleepy.”

If you’re awake for no reason, I’ll just talk a lot, but then it’ll just be noisy. At the words, whether mumbling or sarcastic, Masha bit her lip.

She wanted to rebel, screaming at him like the first time she had been kidnapped, but she couldn’t because she noticed that those red eyes looking at her were coldly shining.

Masha, again, suppressed her anger as much as possible, and after a long wheezing, she opened her mouth again.

“…Let me know if it’s been a few days.”

“Didn’t I tell you the date?”

Is that even a question? Masha jerked her head up, then met his terrifying eyes once again and she lowered her head hastily.

In the first place, the man didn’t even tell her the date, and he didn’t even come to see Masha often. He just keeps her locked up here endlessly, and occasionally comes to check on Masha’s condition.

Moreover, even in the gaze to check her condition, he didn’t feel like a human element at all, so it was frightening.

Yet today, for some reason, he has been staying in this room for quite some time since he came to see Masha. And she never had time to ask the man about anything. For Masha, she couldn’t miss this opportunity.

No, it was more of a no-miss. Because on the day Masha was kidnapped, the story of her friend came out of the man’s mouth.

[If the Miss’ friend chooses the Miss, nothing will happen.]

His tone was generous, as if it were reassuring her, yet Masha was rather anxious to hear it, driving her crazy.

However, before Masha could ask further about his purpose in kidnapping her, a sluggish tone, as if he were really estimating the date, stopped her from speaking.

“I’ll let you know since you’re curious. Let’s see, since the Miss came to this place… It must have been about six days.”

“Six days… you said?”

“Yeah.”

Does time go by so quickly? Light tone and laughter like a joke. In front of Masha, who couldn’t bear to answer, the man laughed happily.

“Originally, it’s true that I should give it an extra day, but it won’t work. I guess waiting is really hard.”

For a while, the man stretched out his hand in the air and drew something.

“Now…”

Perhaps he has a bad taste in making people impatient, his playful voice continued unsuitably for the situation. Masha struggled to glare at the person in front of her eyes, yet her efforts were soon wasted by his words.

“Should I ask what she intends to do with her friend’s life?”

Watching Masha’s eyes widen, the black crow-like man laughed.

With a communication tool glimmering faintly in hand.