Chapter 38: Kirschtaria Wodime
Kirschtaria wodime was childe of a powerful, mage family in way he was made for greatness and he was chose for his family mage crest by his family, but his father didn't want sending assassin at him, Kirschtaria and he almost died as he was saved by a poor boy, he was great ful for it show him something he showed him his mage craft
It is beautiful. The boy said as he was near death. It...is.
No,no,no,no. Kirschtaria said as he Looked at him. Nooooooooooooooo.
As then the door of the place they were open as Kirschtaria saw him, he didn't know who he was he just asked him to help.
As Kirschtaria woke up in a unknown room he Looked around before seeing a red hair woman, walking this was Aozkai
You up kid. Aozkai said looking at Kirschtaria. So are you ok
As Kirschtaria gathered his bearings, he nodded to Aozkai, acknowledging her presence.
"Yes, I think I am," he replied, still feeling a bit disoriented. "Thank you for your help. May I ask where I am?"
Aozkai regarded him with a neutral expression before answering, "You're in a safe place, for now. We found you unconscious and brought you here."
Kirschtaria nodded, grateful for the assistance. "I see. I apologize for any trouble I may have caused."
Aozkai waved off his apology. "No need for that. We're just glad you're okay. Take some time to rest and recover. We can talk more later."
With that, she left the room, leaving Kirschtaria to contemplate the events that led him here and what his next steps would be.
Wait the kid. Kirschtaria said looking at her. Where is the kid is he ok
Aozkai paused at the doorway, turning back to Kirschtaria with a thoughtful expression.
"The boy who saved you?" she clarified, and Kirschtaria nodded anxiously.
"He's safe," she assured him. "We made sure he received medical attention. He's recovering now."
Kirschtaria breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that the boy was out of danger. "Thank you," he said sincerely.
Aozkai nodded in response before exiting the room, leaving Kirschtaria to ponder the events of the day and the mysterious circumstances that brought him to this unfamiliar place.
Hey master the kid woke up. As Ritsuka walked as he saw Kirschtaria. So who is he
Ritsuka lied he already knew who he was after all being a reset person, made so he knows a lot of things he never thought he would meet another of the crypter after so long.
Kirschtaria regarded Ritsuka with a mix of curiosity and caution. "I'm Kirschtaria Wodime," he introduced himself, his tone guarded but polite. "And you are?"
Ritsuka extended his hand in greeting. "I'm Ritsuka Fujimaru," he replied, shaking Kirschtaria's hand firmly. "Nice to meet you."
Though Ritsuka hid it well, his mind raced with questions about Kirschtaria's presence here and what it could mean for the future.
As they exchanged pleasantries, Aozkai interjected, "Kirschtaria, you were found unconscious. Do you remember what happened?"
Kirschtaria shook his head slightly. "No, everything's a bit hazy," he admitted. "I remember a confrontation, but the details are unclear."
Ritsuka observed Kirschtaria carefully, sensing there was more to the situation than met the eye. "Do you need any assistance?" he offered.
Kirschtaria hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, thank you. I could use some help figuring out what happened and how I ended up here."
With that, Ritsuka, Aozkai, and Kirschtaria began to piece together the events leading to Kirschtaria's current situation, unaware of the larger implications his presence might hold.
Here let me do something. Ritsuka said going to Kirschtaria as he stared to heal him with sun mage craft. Here this may help.
As Ritsuka channeled the warm healing energy of the sun mage craft, Kirschtaria could feel the pain and confusion slowly ebbing away. The gentle radiance enveloped him, soothing his wounds and calming his mind.
"Thank you," Kirschtaria said gratefully, his voice carrying a sense of relief. "I feel much better now."
Ritsuka nodded, a reassuring smile on his face. "Take your time to recover," he advised. "And if you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask."
With a nod of understanding, Kirschtaria settled back, allowing the healing energy to work its magic as he contemplated the events that had brought him to this unexpected encounter.
Do you remember anything. Aozkai said looking at Kirschtaria. By the looks up it, you look like someone who was attackrd by Assassin not just that your magical circuits are all over the place.
Kirschtaria furrowed his brow in concentration, trying to piece together the fragmented memories that lingered in his mind. "I... I remember being attacked," he began slowly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "Assassin... Yes, there was an Assassin."
He paused, struggling to recall the details through the haze of pain and confusion. "I tried to defend myself, but..." His words trailed off as he shook his head, frustration evident in his expression. "It's all... fragmented. Like pieces of a shattered mirror."
Aozkai nodded sympathetically, her eyes reflecting understanding. "Take your time," she advised gently. "The memories will come back to you, bit by bit. In the meantime, focus on your recovery."
Kirschtaria nodded, grateful for her reassurance as he closed his eyes, allowing himself to surrender to the healing embrace of the sun mage craft.
As they left Ritsuka looked at Aozkai, as he spoke
We should check with the Wodime family. Ritsuka said looking at his teacher. Isn't it something that after the news of the prodigy of the Wodime family went missing and then we found him who has rh same last name
Aozkai nodded in agreement, her expression thoughtful. "It's definitely worth investigating," she replied, her gaze focused on the horizon. "The Wodime family is renowned for its powerful magecraft, and if Kirschtaria is indeed a member, they may be able to shed some light on what happened to him."
Ritsuka glanced back at Kirschtaria, a sense of determination flickering in his eyes. "We owe it to him to find out the truth," he said firmly. "And perhaps, in doing so, we'll uncover the secrets behind his mysterious attack."
With a shared sense of purpose, they set out towards the Wodime family estate, eager to uncover the answers that lay hidden within its walls.
Upon arriving at the Wodime family estate, Ritsuka and Aozkai were greeted by an air of formality and elegance. The grandeur of the estate spoke volumes about the family's status and influence in the mage community.
As they were ushered into the main hall, they were met by an elderly man who introduced himself as Lord Wodime, the patriarch of the family. His demeanor was dignified, yet there was a hint of concern in his eyes as he greeted them.
"Greetings," Lord Wodime said with a slight bow. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"
Ritsuka stepped forward, his expression earnest. "We've come seeking information about a young man named Kirschtaria Wodime," he explained. "He was found injured and in need of assistance, and we believe he may be connected to your family."
Lord Wodime's expression shifted, a flicker of recognition crossing his features. "Ah, I see," he said solemnly. "Kirschtaria is indeed a member of our family. He's my grandson."
Aozkai nodded, her curiosity piqued. "Do you have any idea what might have happened to him?" she inquired, her tone gentle yet probing.
Lord Wodime's gaze grew distant, as if lost in thought. "Unfortunately, I can't say for certain," he replied with a sigh. "Kirschtaria is a talented mage, but he's always been headstrong and prone to seeking out danger. It wouldn't surprise me if he found himself in a precarious situation."
Ritsuka exchanged a knowing glance with Aozkai, their suspicions deepening. It seemed there was more to Kirschtaria's story than met the eye, and they were determined to uncover the truth, no matter the cost.
But if you did find him. Lord Wodime said to the two of them. Please bring him back
Ritsuka nodded solemnly, his resolve firm. "We'll do everything in our power to find him and ensure his safe return," he assured Lord Wodime.
With that promise hanging in the air, Ritsuka and Aozkai took their leave, their minds abuzz with questions and possibilities. As they ventured forth on their quest to locate Kirschtaria Wodime, they knew that the path ahead would be fraught with challenges and dangers. But with their determination and courage guiding them, they were ready to face whatever obstacles lay in their path.
As they were driving away, as they were they stayed quiet.
It is not the his grandfather. Ritsuka said looking at Aozkai. Which means that someone else sent he assassin after him probably hsu father. Ritsuka remember what Kirschtaria told before the reset in the 5th lost belt. After backstabbing is in the mage blood after all
Aozkai nodded in agreement, her expression grave. "It's a possibility we can't afford to overlook," she remarked, her mind racing with the implications of their discovery. "We'll need to tread carefully and gather more information before we confront anyone."
Ritsuka sighed, the weight of their task settling heavily upon his shoulders. "Agreed," he replied, his gaze focused on the road ahead. "But we can't let fear or doubt hold us back. We have a responsibility to Kirschtaria, and we won't rest until we've unraveled the truth and ensured his safety."
With renewed determination, they continued on their journey, their resolve unwavering as they pursued the answers that eluded them.
Meanwhile back in the place Caren and Ciel were helping Kirshtaria change his bandages next to him was the same little boy, who's name was Jacob,
As Caren carefully tended to Kirschtaria's wounds, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for the young man who had been thrust into such a perilous situation. "How are you feeling?" she asked gently, her tone laced with concern.
Kirschtaria winced slightly as Caren adjusted the bandages, but he managed a weak smile. "Better, thank you," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I owe you all my gratitude for rescuing me."
Ciel nodded in agreement, her expression softening as she glanced at Jacob, who sat quietly beside Kirschtaria. "You're safe now," she reassured him, her voice warm and reassuring. "We won't let anyone harm you."
Jacob looked up at Ciel with wide eyes, a mixture of fear and gratitude flickering across his face. "Thank you," he murmured softly, his voice trembling slightly.
As they continued their efforts to care for Kirschtaria and provide comfort to Jacob, the group remained vigilant, aware that their actions could have far-reaching consequences in the days to come.
Now let's get you two food. Caren said looking at the boys. Especially the kids, he looks like he hasn't eaten in days
Caren led the way to the kitchen, where she began to prepare a simple meal for Kirschtaria and Jacob. Meanwhile, Ciel helped Jacob settle into a chair at the table, ensuring he was comfortable while they waited.
As the aroma of food filled the room, Kirschtaria's stomach rumbled faintly, a reminder of just how long it had been since he'd had a proper meal. He couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Caren and the others for their kindness and generosity.
"Thank you," he said softly, his voice tinged with emotion. "I don't know what I would have done without your help."
Caren smiled warmly at him as she set a plate of food in front of him. "You don't have to thank us," she replied gently. "We're just glad we could be here for you."
As they sat down to eat, the atmosphere in the kitchen was one of quiet camaraderie, a moment of respite amidst the chaos and uncertainty of their situation. For now, at least, they could take comfort in the simple pleasure of sharing a meal together.
To be continued
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