My Husband Was the Master of the Magic Tower - Chapter 97

The drawing room where the delegation had visited before.

At the place closest to the teleportation magic circle inside the Magic Tower, I sat leaning back on the sofa and staring at the communication tool I used to communicate with Masha.

A subtle atmosphere seemed to flow between the person sitting diagonally to the left of me and the person sitting diagonally to the right, but I couldn’t afford to pay attention to that.

He said two days later.

I didn’t hide the annoyance that was about to be revealed in my voice, I just clenched my chin and flicked my fingers.

“Today is the 6th day, but when he said it was two days later, that means he originally intended to ask me to come in a day.”

“…”

“Should I say thank you for sending it to me quickly or something?”

No one answered the words I spit out as if I was talking to myself. Although I’m sure it’s not that they both didn’t hear it at all.

I felt the fact that everyone gathered here had to be confused for their own reasons, so I just let out a small sigh.

“…When, did he contact.”

Kade, who had just arrived and hadn’t heard from me directly as he was resting, shut his mouth without completing the sentence. Silver eyes, narrowly frowning, headed for the communication tool in my hand, and immediately glanced at a piece of paper in front of Dante.

Although he made a suspicious face when he saw that the paper was crumpled in a mess.

“Is that all he sent?”

As if he wouldn’t bother asking about trivial things, Kade just got to the point.

“Yes. By the way, the communication tool can only be connected one-way from that side, so it doesn’t work, and there were some numbers written on the paper.”

“…Number.”

At the same time as I heard words close to muttering, Kade looked at Dante.

“He sent the coordinates needed for teleportation. Is that correct?”

“Yeah.”

On the surface, I was the one who was caught in a strange feeling when I saw the two people talking without revealing any awkwardness.

I don’t think it was a situation where we could pass without a word like this. Obviously, Kade almost died at Dante’s hand, and Dante didn’t seem to let go of his anger. Just looking at the two of them now, it seemed like they were talking without interruption like colleagues who had fought together in the war.

Well, I don’t even have time to go through every detail of the past. I quickly understood the emotionless faces of the two.

“If it had coordinates, it would be possible to track it.”

“In normal circumstances, that would be the case.”

Dante spoke calmly, but in a restrained voice.

“According to Ei’s friend who is trapped inside, even the scenery outside the window is all white and there is nothing to see. That space and the space of reality are temporarily separated. As long as the space isn’t entirely in reality, the location of the building can be moved as desired.”

In the end, it was difficult for us to actively use the coordinates he sent. If I were to face him, it would be obvious that he would immediately relocate to avoid being pursued.

Kade seemed to know that too, and replied in a low tone.

“But if we try to track them down from here first before the coordinates become useless, the hostage’s life will be in danger.”

After those words, I felt a somewhat contemplative thought in the atmosphere of silence for a while. Gosh, the guy who kidnapped Masha really seems to have something scratching inside of him.

It seems like it would be difficult even if I deliberately tried to convey my intention to send myself away directly with that hand, knowing how Dante would feel.

Still, the most annoying thing is this situation where there is nothing I can do even though I know the intention.

“Well, anyway.”

I brought up the main topic in a calm voice to evoke the atmosphere that seemed to be gradually dropping below freezing.

“We haven’t been just waiting anxiously for him in the meantime.”

It sounds a bit odd when I say we waited. Dante could have hoped that the communication tool would never come.

While forcibly fixing my eyes on Dante, I slowly continued.

“Before meeting him, the preparations to be made were, in fact, uncertain.”

But for one reason or another, I couldn’t make a decision, and I just kept thinking about it. Tak, the sound of me putting the communication tool down on the table seemed to resonate particularly loudly.

“But now that things have turned out this way… I don’t have time to think about it any more.”

“What is that preparation?”

I was just about to tell him everything. Kade was the one who was informed of our situation, and the one who came for my safety…

Maybe it was because he was someone who might solve the ‘concern’ that had been fiercely going back and forth between Dante and me at once.

I lowered my hand on my chin, straightened my back, and gave a small smile.

“First of all, before I tell you that, I’d like to ask Sir Kade about your spirits.”

Kade didn’t seem to like me for not answering his question right away and turning it to another question, but he quickly straightened his frown and nodded.

After confirming the gesture, I looked at Dante, and Dante, who had been sitting silently, met his eyes with mine and opened his mouth slowly.

***

M7.

Masha noticed that she had fallen asleep without being aware of it, during her light sleep.

As she began to recognize that fact, Masha slowly listed in her mind what had happened before she fell asleep. Talking with her friend using the communication tool the kidnapper gave her, and the kidnapper reappearing and stealing the communication tool, and staying up all night awake after being restless due to the situation that made her feel anxious.

The man who reappeared after a full day in front of Masha, who couldn’t bear to sleep comfortably, said that in a tone that seemed to be mocking.

“Even if you’re awake, there’s nothing you can do.”

His voice mockingly asked if she would at least try to persuade her friend if she really wanted to do something.

How did she respond when she heard that? In fact, she wanted a straight eye contact and scream, but it seems that she just shook her head, holding back that feeling. In the sense that she won’t be able to communicate with Ei.

She didn’t know exactly what persuasion the man was talking about, but there was a high chance that she would harm Ei by acting out. If she said she would persuade Ei even if it was a lie, the man might have told her something, but Masha didn’t want to.

Yeah, she didn’t want to, she thought, was her last memory of last night.

The thought of it all made her feel like she had to open her eyes, even if her drowsiness hadn’t completely gone. No threat arose to her, but for that reason she couldn’t sleep comfortably in a more dangerous place, such a place.

After a period of time, Masha drove her sleepiness away. She forcibly lifted her eyelids, and what came into her field of vision was the white floor she had seen for a week.

Masha noticed that someone was standing in front of her and she stiffened like a thunderbolt.

Masha’s head was still down, as she was asleep in the chair, with only her eyes open. Therefore, as soon as Masha opened her eyes, all she could see was her own and her opponent’s shoes.

The unfamiliar shoes, which were ordinary and without any special features, were close enough to touch Masha’s.

Reflexively, her foot staggered behind, as if to avoid the shadow that had fallen in front of her. As the sound of Masha’s shoes dragging across the floor echoed through the silence, a low question suddenly popped into her head.

Like, has the person who kidnapped her herself ever come this close to me?

Besides, the size of the shoes in front of her eyes was small even at a glance. They weren’t the right size for a grown man taller than Masha to wear. Maybe smaller than her own…

Before fully accepting her own thoughts, Masha lifted her head so quickly that she could hear, swish.

That came into view.

“…”

A face was so familiar that she didn’t have to turn her head while staring at the floor.

A space where nothing is reflected outside the window, only artificial light. The floor and ceiling were all white, so it was just bright without darkness.

Nevertheless, Masha thought, for the first time in a long time, that her friend was standing in the moonlight with her own eyes.

As she had seen that day when she lost her way in the woods and encountered Ei.

It was the quiet, calming voice that awakened Masha, who was about to be swept away by the emotions welling up beneath her chest.

“Hello, Masha.”

It was just like saying hello to a friend she hadn’t seen in a while. Clearly Masha had been kidnapped, and the greeting would have been very natural for her if Ei hadn’t come directly to the place where she was kidnapped.

Just like her calm voice, her light brown eyes were also very quiet.

Somehow, she felt like she was losing her sense of reality. She couldn’t bear to answer, and while she opened her mouth blankly, Ei continued to speak casually.

“I’m here to pick you up.”

Soon after, a white hand stretched out in front of her.