I Was Just Having Fun With The Time Limit – Chapter 109

Chapter 109

“Oh, exciting news!!”

The one who actively responded to Kaman’s misguided thought was none other than Michael.

Michael, who heard Kaman’s voice from outside the tent, rushed inside like a wild colt.

“I’ll win this time.”

Michael suddenly attacked Kaman.

It wasn’t just a simple attack; he had tightly wrapped his entire body with solid mana.

Kwa-gwang!

A roar erupted and an earthquake occurred as Michael’s fist collided with the ground.

Kaman dodged Michael’s fist without much disturbance and slightly widened the distance between them.

Michael grinned.

“Good, this is exciting.”

Kiruen said,
“That’s all well and good, but I wish you wouldn’t use mana. Her Highness’s residence will be a mess.”

“Then why did you dodge? This is all your fault, Hyung.”

“……”

Kaman began to walk forward without saying a word.

Michael interpreted it as he always did, to his own liking.

“Are you finally scared?”

“Follow me. Let’s fight in a wider space.”

Michael was thrilled at the suggestion of fighting in a wider space.

“Okay, let’s compete in the open space right in front!”

Although they were different forms of energy, a kind of murderous aura was rising from both of their bodies.

Kiruen suddenly worried about Isabel.

Ordinary people become mentally unstable when exposed to the murderous aura emitted by martial artists.

‘Huh?’

But Isabel was sitting at the table, drinking tea with a peaceful expression.

“Your Highness. Are you alright?”

“They say boys grow up fighting.”

Loud noises were echoing from the open space outside, but Isabel didn’t seem to mind much.

According to the records in the novel, the two will fight about 7,000 times until they become adults.

They haven’t even reached 200 yet, which means they have to fight at least 6,800 more times.

Kwa-gwang!

An explosion erupted.

The tent shook as if it were about to collapse from the wind pressure.

“Are you really alright?”

“If you calculate it very roughly, only 28.5714% has progressed.”

“……Yes?”

Numbers don’t lie.

A very simple and basic equation had appeared in Isabel’s mind.

（200/7000）100=28.57

It hadn’t even progressed 30% yet, so there was still a long way to go to be surprised by something like this every time.

Whether there was an earthquake or a loud noise outside, it wasn’t very surprising.

“Choco Pies are delicious.”

Kiruen closed her mouth.

Isabel’s excessive calmness felt strange.

‘Did she really grow up amidst the palace intrigues of the Imperial Palace?’

Thinking that way, she felt a little heartbroken.

She asked just in case,
“Your Highness, about what Prince Kaman said earlier……”

“Yes?”

“That, about letting you fight him to your heart’s content.”

Munch munch.

Isabel looked at Kiruen while eating the Choco Pie Yuri had made.

Seeing that, Kiruen’s heart ached so much that she almost lost her words.

“He didn’t mean any harm.”

“I know.”

Isabel smiled brightly.

Black cocoa powder was stuck between her white teeth.

“That would have been the best Kaman Oppa could do.”

“……”

How could she be so understanding?

Kiruen was once again impressed.

She had the wisdom to not take people’s words at face value and to see the essence beyond them.

It was certainly an amazing thing, and that’s why it was so upsetting.

Because eight-year-old Isabel had become too much of an adult child.

Isabel felt Kiruen staring at her.

‘I guess Kiruen-eonni likes Choco Pies a lot too.’

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Viaton visited his family home after a long time.

His family home was located on an island in the center of Lake Barcalt, the largest lake on the continent, which people in the past had mistaken for a sea.

Lake Barcalt was always surrounded by thick fog, making it a place that ordinary people could not easily access.

“Thank you, my friends.”

Viaton was able to reach the island with the help of the Merfolk.

He headed straight for the main house of his family.

As always, his mother, Beksa, was sitting by the window where the sunlight was best, reading a book.

“What brings you here?”

Beksa wasn’t particularly pleased with her son’s visit.

She had to study magic, tend her flowers, take walks, meditate, and even have a romantic life.

Beksa was very busy every day.

“I have something I’d like to discuss with you.”

“Aren’t you an adult? Take care of your own affairs.”

“Oh, come on, you’re doing it again.”

Viaton approached his mother with a playful smile.

“I’ve learned a new massage magic.”

“Forget it. Get out of here before I strike you with lightning.”

“You were so happy to see your son that you were tingling! I missed you too, Mother.”

Viaton was a little worried that his mother might actually summon lightning, but such an unfortunate incident didn’t occur.

“What on earth brought you to me? Is it something related to Ron? Did you cause trouble again?”

“Do you still think we’re kids?”

In Beksa’s eyes, Viaton was still a child.

Ron was the same.

“And have you forgotten? Ron became the Emperor of the Empire. Even if he causes trouble, he can handle it on his own.”

“Ah, right. That’s true.”

Beksa’s gaze turned to Viaton.

She didn’t say anything, but Viaton understood what she meant right away.

It was an unspoken pressure, asking what he was doing at his age when Ron had become the Emperor.

“That’s because His Majesty is a member of the Imperial Family. I’ve also made my way up in the world and I’m the Empire’s Chief Aide.”

“Isn’t that lower than Ron?”

“To be higher than His Majesty, I’d have to start a rebellion.”

“That’s not a bad idea either.”

“……Well then, why don’t you just become the Emperor and join the Imperial Family?”

“Isn’t Ron too cute to take the Emperor’s throne from him?”

“Cute? Where exactly are your memories stuck? When was the last time you saw His Majesty?”

It seemed like it had been about 20 years, but she couldn’t remember exactly.

“You don’t know because you haven’t seen him, but he’s not cute at all now.”

“Children who are cute when they are young are also cute when they grow up.”

“I was quite cute too.”

Crack!

Lightning struck the ground at Viaton’s feet.

He felt that if he joked any further, this tingling lightning would really pierce his spine.

“That’s not it. I really have something I need to discuss with you.”

“I’m very busy.”

“Just 10 minutes.”

Viaton quickly began explaining about Isabel.

Starting from her innate chanting ability to the present.

“If she has such a great amount of mana and excellent Ki sense, she must have the qualities of a great mage.”

“That’s right. Just like you, Mother.”

“Then wouldn’t it be a matter of teaching her magic more actively? If what you say is true, Bilotian could become the strongest empire in history.”

“How long would it take to become a great mage like you, Mother?”

“Well? Roughly 30 years? Maybe 25 years if she’s really fast?”

That was an incredibly fast pace.

It meant she could become a great mage before she even turned 40.

Great fortune had seeped into Bilotian.

But she noticed a shadow cast over her son’s face.

“But she only has 13 years left to live.”

Viaton’s eyes were a little red.

Beksa listened more attentively to her son’s words.

As she watched her son talk about Isabel, mixed emotions washed over Beksa.

‘Your expressions have become much richer.’

Viaton always wore a mask. Even in front of his own mother.

He was kind and friendly to everyone, but he never let anyone get too close.

He was a child who pushed people away if they got too close.

That’s why Beksa deliberately treated her son coldly.

She thought that would prevent him from drifting further away.

“That bastard Wilhelm keeps trying to pull something. So, a very competent swordsman named Lancer is tracking him…… Mother. Are you listening to me?”

Beksa was very happy.

‘It seems you’ve found meaning in life.’

The Viaton Beksa saw was a child with little enthusiasm for life.

He didn’t want to die, but he didn’t particularly have any attachment to life either.

There was nothing he cherished deeply, and nothing he hated excessively.

He was always a colorless and odorless son.

Such a son had developed a ‘real expression’ and found ‘meaning’ in life.

This was a subtle change that only a mother could sense.

“I’m glad you seem to have found meaning in life.”

“……Yes?”

“Having someone so precious means you’ve grown up a little more.”

Beksa remembered the moment she became an adult.

It was over 30 years ago, when Viaton was born.

That day, she learned what was most precious in the world, and that day she became an adult.

“What are you talking about?”

Beksa smiled faintly, and Viaton tilted his head.

His mother’s reaction was very different from usual. He didn’t know why, but he felt a little uneasy.

“Is it just my imagination that I’m getting a strange feeling?”

“Now that you’ve finally become an adult, there’s something I must tell you.”

“Why are you being so serious? Is this a new tactic to make me let my guard down and then hit me with lightning?”

“Do you think I need such a grand tactic against you?”

“Well, that’s true.”

“Look closely.”

Beksa rolled up her sleeve.

Something like an hourglass pattern was engraved on her right wrist.

It was the ‘Mark of Narvidal’.

“……Mother?”

“I told you I was very busy, didn’t I?”

The lower part of the hourglass was already full of sand.