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City ​​of Witches 35

City ​​of Witches 35

Chapter 35 – #08_Ars Magna Town (4)

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1.
A lobby so lavish it could rival a royal reception hall.
Amelia, seated on a comfortable sofa, sat with perfect posture, lost in thought.

*Never forget your duty.*
*You are the one who will carry on the great name of Marigold.*
*Maintain proper decorum even where others cannot see you.*
*Do not be lazy in your pursuit of the magical arts, but strive and strive again.*
*Live as a noble, and as a witch.*

Those were the first stern words her teacher had ever spoken to Amelia, who had hidden in the storeroom because she didn’t want to study magic.
Come to think of it, if she had an apprentice witch now, and that apprentice was a girl who only liked to play and be lazy, Amelia would scold her just as sternly as her teacher had.

In any case, the teachings of the previous Marigold had seeped deep into Amelia’s heart.
She spent time alone, recalling her teacher’s face and words, engraving them deeper and deeper into her heart.

“That’s wrong.”

She murmured, tracing the rim of her untouched teacup.

The scene she had witnessed earlier replayed in Amelia’s mind.
Jake and Flora.
They had introduced themselves as lovers.

It was different from the usual relationship between a witch and her male slave.
Even on the surface, Flora treated Jake as an equal.
She didn’t scold him for walking around the shop shirtless, and she didn’t hesitate to kiss him in front of the customers.

A witch and a slave as equals?

The disconnect from what she had learned and known.
The discrepancy between what she knew and what she saw made Amelia’s head spin.
It was like being in a theater where you had to clap with both hands after a great performance.

What if Siwoo treated her like that?
Like Jake, who seemed to be passionately in love with Flora.

“Ugh!”

Amelia shuddered with an inexplicable unpleasantness.
A chilling gooseflesh had risen on her skin.

It was blasphemous.
She would never allow such a thing.
Then, what about kissing?

“Hmm…”

In her imagination, Siwoo and Amelia were like mating slugs, twisting and exchanging saliva as they bit and sucked on each other’s tongues.

“Ugh…”

This time, an even more intense unpleasantness swept through her body.
It was strange.
She couldn’t understand why such a filthy act was considered a sign of love and affection.

Amelia sighed and picked up her tea to clear her mind.
The tea was already lukewarm.

And then.

“Associate Professor, I’ve changed.”

The person she had been waiting for walked in.
He was faster than she expected. She had been getting bored sitting alone anyway.

“The payment was made in advance, so…”

And then Amelia tilted her head.
Who was this person?
He seemed familiar, yet unfamiliar.

A neatly styled hairstyle, a suit that fit perfectly, and shiny black shoes.
The man walked out, adjusting his sleeves awkwardly.
Amelia slumped back onto the sofa, still in the position she had been about to rise from.

She didn’t even have time to think about how rash she had been.
Unbelievable as it was, that dapper gentleman was Shin Siwoo.

“Thank you. I really like the clothes.”
“……..”

She didn’t want to admit it, but for some reason, she really didn’t want to admit it, but they suited him very well.
She became strangely conscious of her breathing.
Inhaling and exhaling felt a little uncomfortable.
It was as if her body wasn’t her own.

How should she describe this feeling?
What kind of change in human emotion would cause her body to react like this?
Unfortunately, there was no word in Amelia’s dictionary to define that emotion.

Amelia jumped up.

“Hah… It’s much better.”
“I think so too. They fit so well, and they’re comfortable to move in.”

Siwoo waved his arms, showing off his new clothes.
Even though Flora was a casual woman who played with slaves, her tailoring skills were undeniable.
Even when he moved like that, his clothes didn’t feel disheveled or wrinkled, and even though they were tight, they didn’t look uncomfortable.

He always wore rags, but now that he was wearing such clothes, he looked like a different person.
Amelia quickly averted her gaze from Siwoo.

“Associate Professor.”

Siwoo approached Amelia.
Amelia was startled and instinctively tried to grab her skirt, but stopped herself.
Something was off.

“Thank you so much.”

He bowed his head.
It was the first time she had received such sincere gratitude from him.
She had heard many insincere thanks, but this one was different.

Was it okay to receive such gratitude?
Amelia asked herself and soon came up with an answer.
Of course.
She had paid two bottles of Fatigue Perfume for the clothes.
But when she thought about the reason she had decided to buy him clothes, she was confused again. In a way, this was just compensation.
Let’s stay calm and respond as usual.

“It’s nothing. I just didn’t like you walking around in such unsightly clothes.”

Trying to stay calm, she ended up scolding him naturally.
Siwoo’s face, which had been beaming, became a little ambiguous.
He still couldn’t manage his expressions.

She shouldn’t have said that much.
Amelia added more words to clean up the mess.

“Keep wearing them like that from now on. They suit you.”
“I understand.”

Siwoo sighed, trying to make it unnoticeable.
Amelia also sighed, trying to make it unnoticeable.

2.
Having acquired a splendid suit, Siwoo immediately took a carriage back to Trinity Academy. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to explore Ars Magna Town more, but the place was teeming with witches, which made him feel somewhat intimidated. It was better to just finish his business and return.

Amelia kept her head turned to the side, looking out the window during the entire return trip. Thanks to that, their conversation was completely cut off. They returned without exchanging a single word. The carriage headed straight to the barn where Siwoo had been staying, and Siwoo gathered his belongings. Farewell, barn that I had grown fond of. Of course, he had to move his things tonight, but still.

“Am I going to my new lodgings now?”

Siwoo, having spread out a large towel and wrapped his belongings inside like a bundle, asked as he boarded the carriage.

“Yes.”

And so, the carriage moved again. The place they arrived at was a detached building near the center of the faculty.

There was a garden, a fountain, and a large mansion that could rival any five-star hotel. The blue roof and white walls were impressive.

“Associate Professor.”
“Yes.”
“I think the carriage came to the wrong place? This is the Associate Professor’s residence.”

This was Amelia’s residence. It was a magnificent building that didn’t suit the simple word “residence” at all.

“I know.”

She knew?
Before Siwoo could ask again, Amelia got out of the carriage and opened the door to the mansion.

“Come in.”

Siwoo blinked and followed Amelia inside. He felt a slight unease. Amelia quickly ascended the central staircase.

There wasn’t a single servant to be seen in this vast mansion. Nevertheless, it was as clean as if it had just been built, perhaps due to magic. Not a single speck of dust was on the chandelier hanging high above.

Reaching the second floor, Amelia led Siwoo to the room at the end of the hallway. Even the rather oblivious Siwoo was starting to catch on.

“This way.”
“I’m just saying this in case, but… is this going to be my lodgings from now on?”
“You’re my personal slave. Isn’t it obvious?”

Living in the same residence as Amelia?
Siwoo felt like the sky was falling and the ground was collapsing beneath him. Obvious? It was not obvious at all.

“B-but, how could I, your slave, dare to live in the same building as you, Associate Professor?”
“There are plenty of rooms, and the residence is large. I can spare one with a generous heart.”

If she had shown that generosity in the past, Siwoo would have thought much better of Amelia. Whose generosity was this, really?

“Associate Professor, I feel so sorry for this.”
“There’s no need. You’ve become my assistant, so you should live a dignified life befitting that.”

There were two very big problems with living in the same mansion as Amelia.

First problem.
The reason Amelia wanted to keep Siwoo so close was obvious.
It was to work him to death, wasn’t it?
There was no need to go looking for Siwoo or call him.
They were under the same roof, after all.

If it was just labor, it wouldn’t be a big problem.
The problem was that he had to be with Amelia 24 hours a day.
She was already an awkward and uncomfortable person, and now he had to see her face until bedtime. This was a different issue than just being an assistant who helped with paperwork and tasks.

Second problem.
His magic research would be disrupted.
The barn where Siwoo had originally lived was located on a secluded hill on the outermost edge of the academy.
The minute amount of magical power used for research would not be detected there.

What about here?
It would immediately fall within Amelia’s senses.
To avoid her gaze, he would have to go to the deserted barn late at night to conduct experiments.
That meant his magic research would be delayed significantly.
He could not bear the thought of his escape being delayed, no matter what else.

“Associate Professor, no matter how much I think about it, this place doesn’t suit me. I’ll go back to my previous lodgings.”

Meanwhile, Amelia couldn’t understand why Siwoo was struggling so hard to get away.
Originally, she had planned to give him a servant’s quarters near the research building. A place that wasn’t too good or too bad.

But considering how her petty revenge had snowballed and overwhelmed Siwoo, she thought he deserved some compensation.

So, she hastily decided to give him the room that Amelia had originally used as a guest room.
Why was he resisting so much?

“Put your things down.”

And so, he saw the place that would be his home.
Siwoo, who had been anxiously looking for a way to escape, was dumbfounded when he saw the room.

No matter how luxurious a mansion was, the lodgings for servants were usually shabby.
And the room assigned to Siwoo was clearly not a room for servants.
It was closer to a room for treating a guest with utmost care.

The ceiling was lower than the barn, but still so high that even Michael Jordan at his full jumping power couldn’t reach it.
The furniture, such as the sofa, cupboard, and wardrobe, looked so expensive that if Siwoo accidentally bumped into them and made a scratch, he would have to live as a slave for the rest of his life without pay.
Moreover, the rug on the floor was so luxurious that Siwoo couldn’t help but walk around it.

“This is the living room, and this is the bedroom.”

Moreover, there were two more rooms inside the room.
The large room that Siwoo had seen as soon as he entered was the living room of the suite, and when he went inside, there was a bedroom with a bed and a desk.

Just like the furniture in the living room, the bed and the mattress on it looked exceptionally luxurious.

“May I look around?”
“Now that it’s the manager’s room, do as you please.”

As soon as he got permission, Siwoo checked the last remaining room.
Next to the bedroom was a large bathtub.
When he turned on the water in the bathtub, which was almost identical to modern facilities, warm water poured out.

Goodbye to showers with ice-cold water.
He felt bewildered.

“Is this really my room?”
“Yes, today is your day off, so rest well and come to the research building tomorrow morning.”

With those words, Amelia closed the door and left.
Siwoo looked around the room for a while.
Why Amelia was suddenly being so kind was a bit of a secondary concern.

City Of Witches

City Of Witches

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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
Five years after being kidnapped and ens*aved in a city full of Witches, I became the only male Witch in the world!

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