Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent

Chapter 146:

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Chapter 146: I’ll never do it.

“…”

What I just saw was a huge flower bud, with ancient runes mixed in its contents.

I wasn’t so surprised by the fact that there were ancient runes. But…

“Flan, Louis.”

Then, at that moment. Becky, who was still lying on the ground, called out to me and Louis.

“Do you think eternal life really exists?”

The owner of the laughter was Louis.

He fixed his gaze on the book bud as big as his body and answered.

“An immortal, everlasting life… I guess it’s hard to believe. Becky, why do you ask that all of a sudden?”

“It’s about Trixie’s mother’s tombstone. It said that if you decipher it, you can get eternal life, so I was curious.”

“Well… I suppose Mr. Isaac also asked us out of curiosity. When you face death, it’s human to look for one more way to live.”

After we started the cleanup, I heard directly from Isaac that the reason he asked us to tidy up the garden was to get ‘eternal life’.

Trixie’s mother. Mia’s tombstone had an ancient rune formula written on it, and the rumor was that the formula gave eternal life to the people of von Fritz.

To decipher the tombstone, two things were needed.

First, an ancient rune dictionary in the garden.

Second, Trixie, who currently had the blue flame, succeeding in manifesting the ‘melted flame’.

That was why Trixie was not in the garden right now.

“I really don’t know… I really don’t know…”

Becky kept mumbling and supported the back of her head with her hand with a ring on it.

The ground seemed to be her bed already.

“If eternal life really exists, you could give it to Trixie, right? Even if you love your daughter, you should put yourself first, right?”

“Um, don’t think too badly of him. Maybe Trixie is still too immature to play the role of the head of the family. You have to live long to help her for a long time.”

“That’s true. But, I have more than one or two things on my mind…”

Becky slowly rolled over. Her red eyes turned to me this time.

“Hey, Flan. What do you think? Isn’t it strange?”

“It’s not normal to lie on the ground.”

“That’s not what I’m asking.”

Becky coughed, coughed, and continued.

“If you really have pure eternal life as your goal, it doesn’t make sense to tidy up all the books in the garden. Right? Am I the only one who thinks this is weird?”

“That’s an unusual remark for you.”

“What do you mean?”

“You had a point.”

“Hey.”

Isaac was in a state where he could die at any moment.

There was something strange about his request if he really wanted eternal life.

Find the dictionary in the garden quickly.

Tidy up all the books in the garden thoroughly.

Despite the huge difference between the two, Isaac emphasized several times that he wanted us to tidy up all the magic books.

But even if I had doubts.

“Don’t worry about it too much.”

I slammed one book bud shut with a bang.

It was easy to close the book bud.

When I tapped the stem, the plant was startled and closed the book flower it had bloomed.

“Our goal is to build a magic tower, and you just have to focus on learning and tidying up.”

I said as usual.

“That’s all. Got it?”

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The mansion of the von Fritz family.

The room of Isaac von Fritz, the head of the family.

Despite being the center of the flame family, the atmosphere here was very cold.

How did it come to this?

“Dad.”

After uttering just two words, Trixie had to catch her breath several times. But no matter how much she sorted out her thoughts, she couldn’t understand what was happening around her.

“Trixie.”

Then Isaac’s heavy voice was heard.

He had the same expressionless face as usual and soon put a piece of paper on the desk.

It was a marriage certificate.

“Stamp it.”

Isaac’s voice was firm.

At first, she didn’t believe it.

She thought the maids who liked her would make a fuss as usual and tried to ignore it, but when she came to her senses, the situation was like this. Her father was pushing a marriage certificate toward her.

Flan.

Trixie.

The names of the two subjects written on the paper were like this.

“Whew.”

Trixie repeated her breaths and calmed her mind.

The situation she was in now was not a dream, but a reality.

A slightly absurd and ridiculous reality.

She wanted to burn the paper and ask questions, but Trixie managed to hold back those feelings and asked.

“Is this for real?”

“Yes. You’re going to marry Flan.”

“I won’t do it.”

“No, you have to.”

Isaac’s voice was always devoid of any intonation.

But whenever Trixie added firmness to her voice, his tone also became twice as resolute.

Their sharp gazes clashed in the air. 

Isaac and Trixie, they both knew that what was in each other’s eyes was nothing but sincerity.

Trixie was the first to break the silence.

“I know Dad’s health is bad. I know you can do your best to manifest the molten flame. But.”

She couldn’t spit out the next words easily, so Trixie swallowed her saliva before tying up her speech.

“What are you trying to do with this marriage?”

“Daughter, you know that our relatives have been waiting for me to die since long ago. You’re not unaware of that.”

“I know.”

“That’s why I’m arranging this marriage. If Flan becomes your spouse, they won’t be able to act rashly for a while.”

Trixie couldn’t answer. 

She couldn’t understand Isaac’s words at all.

“Is that the only reason?”

Trixie understood very well that Flan’s magic skills were excellent. 

However, if marriage was used as a weapon, it was usually to wield the power of a family.

Flan had no family. 

In other words, he had nothing that could be used as a factor in political strife.

No, she didn’t need any of those things in the first place.

“I don’t want to get married like that. I hate it.”

First, she never took marriage lightly.

Becoming a couple meant giving up everyone else for the sake of one person.

Second, she didn’t want to borrow someone else’s power for her family’s affairs.

“I’ll do it on my own. It’s the von Fritz’s business.”

“Your power is too weak. It’s beyond your capacity.”

“Dad.”

Trixie called Isaac again. 

The girl was trembling in her voice by now.

“I’m asking you just in case, but what am I to you?”

“Daughter.”

Isaac also called his daughter in a toneless voice. But Trixie was already shaking all over.

“Am I just a means to you?”

Isaac just looked at him without saying a word.

“Why can’t you answer?”

No matter how much she urged him, he didn’t give any answer.

“Did you approve the construction of the tower for that reason? You just want to live forever, and you want to sell me off in marriage to buy some time. Answer me.”

There was nothing left but silence except for her voice.

“I won’t do it. I’ll never get married.”

The girl turned away with those words.

The respect she had for her father was mixed with anger, and the vibration that spread throughout her body didn’t calm down easily.

Thud!

Then there was a dull sound from behind.

Did he hit the desk with his fist? Was he showing such behavior now? Trixie stopped her steps and muttered softly.

“It’s no use getting angry. I’ll never do it.”

But at the same time, she felt a sense of incongruity.

Was it after about five seconds? 

Trixie realized what it was. 

The presence she had felt in the room had disappeared without a trace.

Trixie narrowed her eyebrows and slowly turned her head.

“…”

But soon she had to turn her body completely. 

The figure of her father who had been sitting on the chair had disappeared without a trace.

“Dad.”

No, he hadn’t disappeared.

Trixie soon found out where Isaac was. He was lying on the floor like a piece of wood.

“…!”

Trixie’s eyes widened. 

She ran over and quickly checked his condition.

“Dad, Dad.”

She repeated the same words, shaking his shoulders with both hands.

“Dad…?”

She didn’t need much time to turn white in her head.

No matter how much she spoke to his ear, the situation didn’t change. 

It was the same when she shook his shoulders with all her strength.

The head of the von Fritz family and Trixie’s father.

Isaac von Fritz.

He was unconscious.

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