Don’t Pull Her Out – Chapter 9

It took me about a week to calm down, and a second to continue the translation. Without any further discussion, here’s the rest of it.



They came and took me away from the room after a while and put me into a big room that had some really nice toys. I didn’t want to get yelled at though, and so I just stood there in the middle of the ground. A nice lady came in a bit later and talked to me. She told me that the bad man had gone away, and that I was safe now.

What does she mean by that? I don’t understand…


I found out that the king had given me that room and the toys, and so I was able to play with them!

I always wanted to play with them, as I saw my sister play with toys and they looked like fun…

But my dad always hit me if I tried to touch them…

But I practiced my magic as always, as I know that no matter what happens, my magic will protect me.


Well, the king found out that I turned 13 recently, and so he got me a real magic instructor. She is a lot more helpful than the book that I used to use when I was a kid. She was surprised that I was able to cast magic without any components, and I explained to her how to do it. She sure was surprised when she found out how, but she wasn’t able to do it. I wonder why she couldn’t do it?

I guess that I’m special after all.


Learning magic is always a fun part of my day. She taught me how to feel my mana better, and now I am able to feel it around me. It feels like a blanket over me, and it feels nice.

I like that feeling.



There was a lot of just posts about magic and how they work, but it included a lot of materials that don’t actually exist, so i’m just going to leave those out for the sake of simplicity.



She taught me the final lesson today.

I was taught by her for 5 years, and now I’ve graduated from her class.

She gave me a new staff that looks beautiful.

The gem up top matches my hair.

I will never forget her.


The king gave me a new position as the royal magic user. The old one died last year when the monsters attacked the city and he was trying to protect everyone. I hope that I can at least make someone proud somehow…

I don’t want to disappoint anyone anymore…


The king asked me to summon heroes due to the demon swarms becoming a lot worse than they ever have before. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do it like he wants, but I’m sure that I’ll be able to do something for him. He’s like a better father to me than my father ever was…

I don’t understand why my father never took care of me…

Is there something wrong with me?


I cut my hair recently. It was getting too long and in the way of my research. Doing the summoning ritual is going to require a lot of work, and I’m not sure of what to use for it. Having my hair fall on the pages and smear the ink always makes life a lot harder than what it needs to be. I know I can do it, because I trust my magic. It never leads me astray.


I figured out what I needed to use to make the summoning circle. It required my hair ironically enough. At least I’m useful for something. But that’s beside the point. I just hope that all the magicians will be showing up when I need them.  I’m not sure how much magic this spell will take.


The spell succeeded…

But I was the only magician to survive…

Why do I always make these mistakes?

Why don’t I just die already?


The king wanted me to teach the heroes magic, to which I accepted. I just hope that I’ll be able to do this right for once in my life. The heroes all seemed to be excited for the opportunity, and it reminded me of how I used to view magic.


Training the party of magicians is surprising, as they’re picking up the magic I’ve spent years on instantly.

They also can cast it without components right away…

I guess that i’m not special after all…


Tomorrow is the day of the expedition.  That will be the day that the heroes will leave the first time, and try to slay demons outside of the castle, rather than just training. I’m sure that everything will turn out fine. Of course, I’ll keep this journal on me just so I know that if something happens, the king will know that I have passed on.



Geez… that’s a lot that happened. I just don’t know what to expect for her. I feel even guiltier because I don’t know if my actions made her flash back to any of it. I just guess that I need to man up and accept her as she is. If she is reading this, know that I’m giving myself up to you.

And with this, I’m signing off for possibly the last time.



a note from the author here, so I’m honestly not sure where I should go from here, but I’ll definitely be rewriting this for flow and such at a later time. that being said, school started today and I’m going to have that distracting me for the upcoming months, so the postings may cut back to every other week.

sorry about that,

-5d100



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