My Magical System - Chapter 245

The carriage that Eman and Eina were riding in turned around and went back to where they had been. When they got away from the place, Eman wondered where they would go to avoid the people.

While thinking, he heard the call of his subordinate who had been assigned to be the coachman. “My lord?” He called in a questioning tone. Eman knew what he wanted to convey. He wanted to ask if he had thought of a route they could take.

Eman didn’t answer right away. He also had no idea because he wasn’t familiar with the place. As the silence passed for a few seconds, his attention was again roused from his sister’s call.

“Bro!”

Out of reflex, Eman answered, “Yes?” He saw his sister peering out from the side window. But, he noticed something strange in Eina’s facial expression.

“This place…” Eina said while frowning obviously as if trying to remember something.

Eman just let Eina finish what she was going to say while he waited for whatever she wanted to say. Soon Eina spoke again. “I think this place is familiar to me.” Eina’s voice was weak as she uttered those words that she was obviously not sure about. “I feel like I’ve been to this place, but I don’t remember when.”

Eman was shocked by Eina’s answer. He looked at his sister, who was having a hard time remembering what she wanted to remember. As far as Eman knew, when they passed here on their way to the capital city, his sister did not even look outside. Even when they first went here to Sunville Village. She was just happily conversing with him and Aunt Claire. So Eman is sure that’s not what Eina was referring to. But he still needed to make sure. “Maybe you were referring to that time when we passed here for the first time, Eina,” he said to help his sister remember. But, Eina just shook her head from her older brother’s suspicion.

Seeing her reaction, Eman peered around where his sister was looking. But because they were inside the carriage his vision was limited. So he thought of going down. Eina looked at him as he opened the carriage door.

“Big bro, where are you going?” She asked in a tone of concern.

“Just here. I’ll just look around,” he replied to his sister. After climbing down, he noticed immediately from his position the two intersection roads. One is towards Soda Town which they passed by lately. The other is on the left. A small wooden canvas could be seen next to the road on his left. The canvas was nailed to the vertical wooden pole. And on the canvas itself was written the term ~Danger Prone Forest ahead.~

The signboard itself was obsolete based solely on its appearance.

Eman’s forehead suddenly wrinkled when he read what was written. ‘It looks like this road leads towards the forest. But, this name seems strange. Danger Prone Forest?’ He whispered to himself. ‘The name itself is questionable.’ He wasn’t sure if it was a reminder or the name of the forest itself. He looked away to where the road was headed and saw the canopy of the forest in the distance.

He watched it for a few seconds before turning his gaze to his sister who had just gotten out of the carriage and stood beside him. “Eina, are you sure you’re familiar with this place?” He asked.

“Y-Yes bro. It’s just, I can’t remember when. And besides…” She stopped speaking and approached the signboard. “This thing!” She pointed to the signboard on the side of the road. “I’m sure I’ve seen it before!”

Eman’s eyes narrowed as he looked at his sister. He would have wanted to ask her about something. However, he did not want Eina to remember the bad things that had happened before. So he decided to keep quiet. Eman placed his palm on his sister’s head and gently stroked her head.

“Couldn’t it be in the book you saw before?” Eman asked.

“No, bro!” Eina shook her head. “Books don’t have images.”

“…..”

Eman just realized that what Eina said was right. The books he found in libraries are mostly just words. If there is an image, it is the books in the castle library, but most of them are not digitally printed pictures.

“Don’t force yourself to worry about that,” he told his sister with mixed worries. Although he wasn’t sure, he had a hunch that it might be connected to what happened to Eina back then. However, he didn’t want to trigger his sister’s trauma again.

Eman turned around. It was a good thing no one else was passing by because it looks like he had no other choice. Eman spoke to his subordinate who was driving the carriage. “Let’s meet at the other end,” he said.

The coachman seemed to easily get what he wanted to convey. “Okay, My Lord!” His answer.

Only Eina did not understand what they were talking about. There were visible question marks that were jumping over her head as she turned her gaze to her brother and the coachman. Although she wanted to ask about what they had discussed, Eina decided to keep quiet.

Eina noticed when her brother placed his palm right in front of the coachman and the carriage. In the next second, Eina’s eyes widened slightly when suddenly there was some kind of ripple in the air where the carriage was. Then, the image of the carriage was gradually disappearing along with the coachman.

Eina once saw this technique used by her brother. It was when he fought the group of bandits and rescued the Smith family along with their subordinates. But, why did her brother suddenly do this to the coachman? Not only that, but the carriage was also gone!

“Bro!?” Eina couldn’t stop herself from calling out to her brother. But, Eman just returned her a bright smile.

“Do not worry. He is fine,” he said to Eina.

Eina’s forehead furrowed slightly. When she noticed that her brother was serious, “I-I see.” She had a lot of trust in her brother. She knew he wouldn’t do anything for no reason. Eman just smiled at his sister’s response. “By the way bro, what is that ability? Why do people suddenly disappear and where did they go?” Eina asked curiously. Eman smiled drily before explaining to her the trick behind his ability.

“Dimensional ability?” Eina repeated Eman’s words with a frown.

He nodded before raising his hand in the air. The next second, brown color pieces of clothes materialized on his lifted hand.