Volume 4 Chapter 11 Part 1 (1/2)

Volume 4 Chapter 11 Part 1

Translator: Imlartis

Editor: Jacinta

Just like that, in a blink of an eye a few days passed since the conversation with the Princess. Everyday, me and the boy were confronting the magical language inside the cave illuminated by the white flowers. Although we had found a new magical system, we hadn’t discovered anything else. It was a day like any other day. The two-weeks deadline had passed yesterday.「I’m scared of going back to the capital.」commented the man last night.

As I was sitting over the magic square transcribing the magical language as usual, I felt someone’s sight on me. I looked up and saw the boy staring at me again. Lately I noticed that the boy was looking at me more often.

「What’s wrong?]

Even if I asked, he always stubbornly answered「It’s nothing.」. Although he was clearly brooding over something, he had no intention whatsoever of telling me what he was so lost in thought about.

「Edi?」

「It’s nothing…」

That line again. He was always like that. He turned his face away from me and dropped his gaze back to the piece of paper he was holding. Silence fell over the cave. I swallowed down a sigh that wanted to come out of my mouth because of the boy who wasn’t saying anything and looked at the magic square once more.

Just what was the boy worrying about? Was it something he couldn’t talk to me about? Was it arrogant of me to want him to talk to me? I was scared of his rejection in case I asked, so in the end I didn’t say anything either. How pathetic of me.

Once again I felt the impulse to sigh welling up. At the same time I was feeling weary at not being able to say anything and my head hurt. The headache I’d developed lately was even worse today. In order to get rid of it I stretched myself lightly. I narrowed my eyes at the feeling of my stiff muscles stretching and somehow ended up looking at the surroundings. The unchanging humid air inside the cave illuminated by the pollen of the white flowers was now dry. There wasn’t even a shred of the dampness one imagines when they hear the word “cave”. I had a feeling that the air which is slightly filled with the scent of flowers is evidence of the fact that people are spending time inside.

My eyes which are roaming about the wall tightly packed with magical language, as I was slowly rolling my head around suddenly stopped at one point.

「—– Hmmm?」

I unwittingly let out my voice. I blinked my eyes and continued staring at that point. What was「that」? It might have been my imagination, however there was an unmistakable feeling of discomfort coming from 「that place」.

I stood up as if I was feeling drawn by that place, and not taking my eyes off it for even a moment, as I walk up to that wall.

「Filmina?」

I felt the boy’s questioning sight on my back but I didn’t turn around. If I took my eyes off 「that」, I felt that I wouldn’t be able to find it again.

I stopped right in front of「that」… That being a small blank space not filled with magical language, which was just the size of a person’s palm. I could clearly see that it was unnaturally round, just like a button. That said, the bump was protruding ever so slightly, so it didn’t stand out much. It was amazing that I’d even noticed it.

I was hesitant to push the button which was just asking to be pushed, but in the end I did push it. With a much lesser force that it seemed necessary, the button sank into the wall.

「….!」

In front of my eyes, accompanied by a grave sound, the wall was moving to the left and right like a sliding door. Before the speechless me, another space appeared. As I was standing stunned in astonishment, the boy ran to my side. We both proceeded to stare at this new space.

「That is ……」

I didn’t know whether it was me or the boy who mumbled that. However, it didn’t matter whose voice it was.

Just like with the cave, it was more fitting to call this space a「room」than to call it 「space」. The ceiling which was connected to the cave’s ceiling, had glass mounted into it and sunlight was filtering through. Illuminated by the sunlight was various, carefully distributed furniture like a bed, a desk and cupboards. The room formed by those objects, which should be called antiques rather than just old furniture was simple but gave the impression of a woman’s touch. No dust flew up as we stepped into the room and there was no moldy smell. It was truly beautiful.