I Would Like To Live A Different Life If I Could Go Back In Time - Episode 68

“Yuria, have you finished today’s assignment yet?”

“Yes, Master. It’s perfect!”

The task given by my master. It’s an assignment on constructing magic circles, and it’s so difficult that it’s only natural to stare off into the distance.

The master, nodding in agreement while stroking his chin as he looks at my answer.

Even though he doesn’t have a beard.

“Well done. You passed. Alright, since we’ve finished the assignment, shall we go see Brol-kun?”

“Huh? Is it General Brol?”

“Ah. The former commander. Now, he is in the noble prison.”

“What am I supposed to do when I go there??”

I still can’t keep up with my master’s thoughts. While petting the kitten, Lord Randolph, I asked my master.

“Yuria, you were almost blamed for the crime by Brol, weren’t you? Don’t you have at least one complaint to make?”

“No, not particularly. If anything, I’d rather not get involved.”

“Well, don’t say that. You’re going to become a wizard greater than Giannino, right? Why not try using one of the confession spells as practice?”

“As a practice target, you mean? Former General Brol?”

“Ah. Yuria is also continuing her studies, and sometimes practice is necessary too.”

Master Joan is saying it as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. The practice dummy is the Brol Chief.

The master casually suggests using former General Brol for magic practice, but isn’t that a bit too much!?

The confession magic is a spell that makes you speak honestly even about things you didn’t intend to, but the more you resist and don’t want to talk, the more pain you feel.

Because it directly affects the brain, continuing strong resistance can lead to a mental breakdown.

And whether I liked it or not, my master teleported me to the noble’s prison.

I’m so nervous.

“Mr. Johnson, we have been expecting you.”

How is Blor-kun doing?

“She seems the same as usual, but she doesn’t want to talk much about the reason behind the incident.”

“…I see.”

After receiving a report from the knight guarding the noble’s prison, my master took me to the cell where former General Brol was held.

“Hey Brol, how have you been?”

“I’m tired of this meager meal. Well, it’s my own doing, so… should I just drink this poisoned cup as it is?”

He even manages to respond to his master’s conversation with a smile.

“Well, who knows?”

I asked in a voice only my master could hear.

“Master, have you confessed to the incident?”

The master answered in a voice loud enough for him to hear, without showing any sign of concern.

“Ah, of course. So, Yuria, feel free to ask whatever you want. He’ll be your magic practice dummy.”

I thought I was being considerate and speaking quietly, but the master doesn’t seem to mind at all.

“Former General Brol, being a practice target is too much to ask.”

When I spoke to my master while feeling flustered, former General Brol smiled and replied.

“Lady Yuria, I am a sinner who tried to pin the blame on you. You can use me for your practice of the confession spell. I don’t have much time left anyway.”

The former commander-in-chief, Brol, smiles.

He is aware that his death is near, whether by poison cup or hanging.

No matter how much I practice, my heart feels heavy.

“……Understood.”