Magi’s Grandson - Volume 3 - Chapter 98.2

Magi’s Grandson Chapter 98 Part 2

A man’s incident
c98 part 2
Translator: Kyn Katan Editor: Straj23

“Curse your damnable actions, Ralph!”

Dahm’s representative bellowed when he got back home as he kicked the furniture in his room; unleashing the pent up anger he had been holding back.

The servants were baffled by their master’s outburst because he normally wouldn’t display his anger so vocally, and even his wife did not approach the room from where loud crashes and noises could occasionally be heard.

 
“Hah… huh… Damn! How will I report this to His Majesty…”

 
He had been so miserable at the conference yet he still had to report the results of that to the king. That fact was so depressing that the Dahm representative wanted to run away; but the report had to be made.

Anger and depression tormented the Dahm representative’s spirit while he sat amid the things strewn around after the rampage. However, something strange happened while he was sitting at his desk holding his head.

(Don’t you just hate it?)
“Huh?!”

Startled by the voice he suddenly heard, the Dahm representative looked around looking for its source but couldn’t find anyone, since even the servants hadn’t approached the room for fear of their master’s anger.

“Is it my imagination?” he thought.
(Don’t you just hate it?)

He heard the voice again.

“Who, Who is that!? Come out!”

The representative of Dahm shouted, but the owner of the voice didn’t appear.

“Damn it! Who are you? Where are you hiding?”
(You did nothing wrong, but you were accused and blamed.)

The voice said what the representative of Dahm had been thinking.

“Yes… I didn’t do anything wrong…. it was all that madman fault, Ralph’s fault…’”

Ralph, who was trusted before, was now being called a ‘madman’ by the higher-ups at Dahm because of his outburst.

(That’s right. For the sake of one lunatic, you, a good man, were unjustly humiliated.)
“Yeah it’s his fault … his…”

At the time, had the representative of Darm been in a normal state of mind, he would have noticed the black magic power that filled the room. However, anger and depression made him mentally vulnerable thus he gradually fell into a state of hypnosis and obediently listened to the unseen voice.

(That man should have been the one to blame, not you.)
“Yes! So why, why should I be the one subjected to this humiliation?”
(It’s not your fault… It’s not your fault)
“Yes… it’s not my fault… it’s not my fault…”

In this way, while enveloped in black magic, the representative of Darm listened to the unseen voice.

* * * * * *
A short while later, the Dahm representative left his home in a carriage to take his report to the king. No one saw the person watching him from the roof of his house.

“Now, dance well, my experiment”

The figure muttered that and then disappeared.

* * * * * *
“So… it ended up as predicted…”
“Hah! How unfortunate…”

The Dahm’s representative had arrived at the royal castle and was reporting the results of the conference to the King. The King of Dahm wore a wry expression on his face when heard the report.

“Indeed, our country’s image has been ruined by this incident this time.”
“…”

The king’s self-mocking words left Darm’s representative speechless.

“Was this due to my lack of judgment…?”
“That’s not true, your majesty!”
“Yes, I was the one who didn’t notice the darkness in Ralph’s heart and appointed him to be the Chief of our Army. The blame for all this lies with me.”

The heartache seems to have aged the already elderly king.

“Thank you. I’m sure that as the conference continues you’ll find yourself in a more painful position, but I’m counting on you.”
“That… I’m unworthy of those words…”

The devotion of his good representative weighty heavily on the kind king, giving him a heartache. Seeing this made Dahm’s representative grow even more angry and hateful towards Ralph. In fact so much that, from that night onward, he would continue having certain dreams.

His dreams were filled with the voice from that time, telling him that he was not at fault, defending him by shifting blame onto others. In the end, whenever he was in a difficult a position, he looked to that voice in his dreams for help; further causing him to lower the defenses in his mind.

Had anyone looked into his bedroom at that time, they would have fainted because black magic was entwined with him as if to darken his heart and mind. Even his wife, had been so frightened by the sudden change in character that she had taken a separate bedroom.

Thus, unbeknownst to anyone, he was being eroded by the black magic power, and was becoming more and more despondent by the day. The people at his home were so frightened by his condition that they even avoided eating with him.

Though the ministers of each country noticed the unusual changes in the Dahm’s representative, everyone assumed that he was suffering from mental fatigue due to the contents of the conferences that had been so detrimental to Dahm. They thought about calling out to him, but hesitated because they were the ones who had to enforce Dahm’s accountability.

Therefore, even though everyone noticed something unusual about the man, they still failed to act and. As a result, no one noticed that a certain determination had been born in the Dahm representative mind. In his mind, the culprit responsible for his current predicament had already been identified.

“It’s not me who is to blame … the blame lies… with the man that made those decisions…”

As the world entered spring and the New Year began, the monitoring network was on the verge of completion.