Became a Munchkin Skill Thief

Chapter 61 Dorothy

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Aslan felt the cold water of the lake permeate her body.

As soon as the burning sensation from passing the wall of fire cooled down, he finally calmed down and heard the sound of a sword ringing outside.

Krache was buying time against Adolf.

He couldn’t understand why he would do this.

He told me the other day that Krashu has the skill to steal the lunar moon himself.

I can’t feel it now, but if he really stole the lunar eclipse a moment ago, his goal would have been accomplished.

But even though Krashu was able to escape, he was confronting Adolf directly.

As he is a direct descendant of Valheim, he must have known very well that Adolf, who did not want to cause trouble with Valheim, would not do much harm to him.

From Krashu’s point of view, it was because he did not have to take the risk of confronting Adolf directly.

‘Perhaps.’

Isn’t it because of Lirina?

Because Krashu, who was talking to Lilina, seemed quite friendly with her.

It’s like the fact that he came to see himself through Lirina for the first time, and there may be something between the two.

‘I can think about that later.’

I don’t know why Krache is helping her so much.

It’s just that he’s so grateful that he has to repay his kindness all his life.

What he has to do now is not to lose sight of the grace bestowed upon him, and to achieve his goal.

Aslan hurriedly took out the spirit king’s egg and Dorothy’s crystal from his bosom.

Then, in the water, he slowly began to push Dorothy’s crystal into the spirit king’s egg.

Hwaaah!

At that moment, the spirit king’s egg that swallowed Dorothy’s crystal emitted light.

After seeing this, Aslan cherished the Spirit King’s egg and embraced it.

‘Dorothy.’

Despite being the only direct descendant of the Ygritte family due to the delay in lunar eclipse, in the past he suffered numerous humiliations.

Aslan felt that he was slowly getting tired.

Agatha, his mother, became sharper and harsher with each passing day, and his grandfather, Adolf, never acknowledged himself for a moment.

No matter how hard he tries, Adolf doesn’t look back at himself.

Because he couldn’t learn Ygritte’s family’s fire magic, he couldn’t be treated as a direct descendant of Ygritte.

Under such family pressure, Aslan’s heart rotted.

In the end, Aslan faced mental exhaustion.

Far from studying his magic, most of his life felt meaningless.

「Aslan! What kind of attitude is that now!”

His mother’s screams echoed clearly in his ears.

It was only natural that the usual magic study wouldn’t progress at all.

However, despite her screams, Aslan’s mind remained blank.

Her fearful mother’s face now seemed worthless to Aslan.

She might have felt rather sorry for her.

Because Aslan knew why her mother, who was so kind during her childhood, had to change like this.

「Aslan-sama, how about taking a walk for a change of scenery?」

Seeing Aslan like that, Lirina asked anxiously.

She is the word of her direct maid who always does her best, so Aslan was willing to get up and move even if her heart was exhausted.

As he passed by the conspicuous green trees, a person caught his eye.

A girl with light, almost transparent blue hair and crystal eyes.

A girl with a very beautiful face that looks like it was made of ice was sitting on the grass, engrossed in something of hers.

Seeing that, Aslan involuntarily stopped her steps.

The girl’s attention caught my attention, but most of all, the sight that was happening in her hand caught my attention.

Yes, of course.

It was because the girl was using magic.

That was also a very useless magic to make very small handicrafts out of ice.

Crispy!

「Ah!」

The handicrafts made at that moment collapsed due to the girl’s magic failure.

She was very disappointed with it, and her face showed it intact, and Aslan saw that, and somehow a smile leaked out inadvertently.

「Puhyor.」

「Huh?」

And that laughter was heard even by the girl.

Aslan was embarrassed that she had laughed, and she cleared her throat.

It was rude for her to laugh at someone else’s magic failure.

And the girl seemed to have noticed that too, and her expression turned a little angry.

「Who are you, but you laugh at me when you see me using magic.」

「Oh, that’s it, keuheum, that’s not it.」

Aslan scratched her head feeling sorry for nothing, then went over to her girl.

「Can I help you make a little?」

「Oh, are you a mage?」

「Similar.」

She can’t use fire magic, but Aslan can use other magic.

So he made a small statue of a horse using the ice-work magic that the girl had just done.

The girl’s eyes widened when she saw that.

「Wow, you really use magic well! I keep failing.”

「No big deal.」

「Am I the kind of person who can’t even do that much?」

She was a pretty negative thinking girl.

「I don’t think it’s that different from my magic spell. What is the problem.”

Meanwhile, the girl seemed to be thinking about her own magic while looking at her horse statue.

Although it is a craft that is close to basic magic, the girl made a few mistakes in her spells.

Apparently she didn’t feel her mistake about what went wrong there.

「…… Can you teach me something?」

She laughed at me earlier, so when Aslan asked awkwardly, she rolled her eyes.

「Really? Then, can you teach me this and this, this too?”

Then the girl took her book out of her bag as if she was taking her chance.

She turns out to be a first-year student at the Red Mage Tower Academy.

A failure student without the slightest talent for magic even after attending the Mage Tower Academy.

But she always likes magic, and she is full of motivation, Dorothy.

That was her first meeting with him.

After that, Aslan happened to see Dorothy every day.

Instead of buying her food and sharing it with Aslan, she learned her magic from him.

It was absurd for her to pay for sharing food with a direct descendant of the Ygritte family, but for some reason, Aslan wasn’t in a bad mood either. She

She even thought that she would rather do nothing than she would do something.

「Oh, that’s right! This spell was wrong.”

「That’s not the only thing wrong. This one and this one are different.”

「Who did it wrong?」

「Yes, Dorothy, it must be you.」

Looking at it again, Dorothy was a very unusual failure student.

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If you are a failed student who has no natural talent, you will get tired of everything.

No matter how hard you try, no results come out, so who will keep trying?

It was to the point where she was being bullied for being a failing student at the magic academy.

For a mage, not being able to handle magic meant that there was no value in existence.

But Dorothy liked magic.

Every time she found a new magic, she talked with Aslan and was happy.

Aslan looked at her and thought of her alone.

She can’t learn a single flame magic, and in Ygritte, she is treated as a child herself.

But even though Dorothy couldn’t handle magic more than herself, she truly loved magic.

That fact often made Aslan immersed in her thoughts.

As expected, what did she learn magic for?

Then, one day, Aslan caught a cold and suffered from a high fever.

She was the one who went out in the morning time every day these days, so her body was sick.

Aslan stood blankly with her eyes closed. She

She took the medicine, but her body was burning.

It’s painful.

She was in the mood to feel something cool.

And more than anything, this helplessness of not doing anything made me feel bad.

It was as if she was telling her again that her life was so powerless.

‘Dorothy.’

Would you like to wait?

Maybe it’s because it’s become a daily routine.

Aslan remembered Dorothy and smiled apologetically.

She promised to teach her magic at this time every day.

She couldn’t keep her promise, so we might not be able to meet her now.

‘I only have a lot of negative thoughts.’

It was when Aslan lost consciousness while thinking that way.

I felt something very cold on his forehead.

Faintly, Aslan opened her eyes and saw her blue hair, almost transparent.

She was none other than Dorothy.

How the hell did she get into her room, but Dorothy was trying to cool her Aslan by wrapping her ice in her handkerchief, which she had created with her own magic.

「Do, Rossi.」

「Ah, Aslan is cool?」

「Really, my forehead feels frozen.」

When Aslan, whose voice did not come out well due to her heat, answered, Dorothy proudly stretched out her missing breasts.

「It’s my magic power. How about the magic you learned from Aslan, isn’t it great? My magic is also helpful to someone.”

Seeing her like that, Aslan laughed out loud for some reason.

「It’s still a long way.」

At Aslan’s teasing words, Dorothy put on a pouty expression.

But soon she put her arms on Aslan’s bed and put her chin on it, smiling bashfully.

「Then get well soon and teach me. It makes the most sense when I learn magic from Aslan.”

Obviously the ice magic on his forehead was cold, but Aslan felt the warmth the most for some reason.

I realized that day.

It is said that magic is something that can warm others so much depending on who uses it.

‘My magic is.’

It was just magic that existed to survive in the Ygritte family.

The essence of magic was not such false pretensions.

For some reason, Aslan felt that he had gained a new realization.

And I also thought that I might be able to like magic again a little bit.

A few days later, Aslan, whose fever subsided, found out that Lirina had brought Dorothy.

「Aslan-sama, when your girlfriend is sick, if you stay by her side, she will get better quickly, right?」

What kind of absurd misunderstanding is that?

Aslan tried to hide his blushing face and scolded Lirina.

Thanks to that, Lirina had to kneel on her knees for a while with her arms held high in the sky, and stood her punishment.

From that day on, Dorothy often came to Aslan’s house to play.

She was able to enter her mansion through Lirina, knocking on Aslan’s window, and learned her magic from him.

「Why did Dorothy learn magic?」

One day, Aslan asked Dorothy a question.

She looked back at Aslan after trying to use wind magic with a small amount of mana, saying that she was practicing wind magic today.

「Huh? That’s fun.”

Fun.

After hearing the very primitive reason, Aslan was silent.

Dorothy’s pupils were shining very innocently.

She was genuinely enjoying her magic.

For Aslan, who was mentally exhausted from her magic, it was truly a miracle.

「Why did Aslan learn magic?」

On the contrary, Dorothy asked a question.

Why did she learn magic?

「…… That’s because I was born in a magical family.”

Aslan had never thought about why he had learned magic.

It’s just that she is a direct descendant of the Ygritte family.

So she learned magic.

No, I had to learn.

「Ah, I guess not. To be honest, magic is hard to learn and tricky. Little kids don’t try to do difficult and difficult things. No matter how much people around you tell you to do it, the children’s world is centered around them. I don’t do things I don’t like.”

Dorothy said that and smiled as she turned to Aslan.

It was a very beautiful smile that looked like it was crafted from ice flowers.

「Isn’t Aslan enjoying learning magic?」

Aslan’s eyes blinked.

She had long since grown tired of magic.

She was happy by the way.

‘Was there ever a day when I enjoyed learning magic?’

Aslan was excited to succeed in her foundation, her wind, her magic, and looked blankly at her as she ran with her arms raised.

Her joy reminded him of his very childhood.

「My Aslan, well done! This is the magic you can unleash. And for you from now on, it is magic that will brighten your life.”

On the day he succeeded in magic for the first time, his mother smiled warmly while holding him up.

It is said that one of the main reasons a child gets his first interest and fun in a job he has accomplished is his parents’ praise.

Agatha taught him a new magic every day and displayed it in front of him.

A colorful fire bird flying in the sky, a rock beetle crawling on the ground, a grass flute sounded by the wind, and a soft-touch ball made of water.

Agatha’s magic was fun and beautiful.

Since each and every magic was for Aslan, Aslan grew up watching such magic and had magic in his heart.

Aslan must have known the joys of magic then.

He himself liked magic.

I liked and enjoyed magic more than anyone else in the world.

Aslan raised his head.

In front of him, Dorothy was running brightly chasing the paper airplane that had been floated by wind magic.

For some reason, laughter leaked out.

He forgot the fact that there was a time when he actually liked magic more than anyone else.

「Aslan!」

Seeing the girl screaming his own name, Aslan got up from his seat.

And he was beginning to realize the pleasure of magic anew.

By meeting a girl named Dorothy.

The wind blew.

The wind from Aslan’s magic sent Dorothy’s paper airplane flying high into the sky.

A piece of paper airplane flying in the blue sky seemed as if he would take him to the sky as well.

「Dorothy.」

「Huh?」

「I think I like you.」

So he blurted it out casually.

That heart that has been swelling up until now.

When Dorothy heard that, he opened his eyes wide, then swung his arms around and backed away.

「Oh, wow.」

She didn’t know what she was talking about, but her face was dyed with bright red blush.

Aslan saw that and laughed.

On the last tiring day, that smile was the brightest smile ever.

「Joe, can I answer later?」

She was the one who answered very timidly, which was unusual for her.

She was a woman who had a knack for making people suffer.

「No. Do it now.”

And Aslan was also a mischievous person.

Aslan held Dorothy’s wrist and looked straight at her, Dorothy’s face turned red as if it were about to explode.

「I don’t know! Talk to you tomorrow!」

And finally, she seemed to have reached her limit, so she blew Aslan away with her wind magic and ran away.

That magic, Aslan thought, was the most complete magic that Dorothy had ever done.

‘Tomorrow.’

Remembering Dorothy who couldn’t stand her shame, Aslan decided to promise her tomorrow.

And the next day, as usual, he woke up late in the evening.

「Mr. Aslan!」

With her lirina’s urgent cry, Aslan, who was wrapping up her clothes, looked back at her curiously.

「There is a fire in the academy dormitory!」

The moment he heard that, Aslan’s eyes widened.