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Ballad of the Dreaming Pilot | Chapter 4
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He must’ve noticed my expression cloud over — Mister Benjamin shrugs with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and mumbles, in a low voice only audible to me:
Benjamin: I’m bad at hiding my feelings, so let me give it to you straight: I don’t trust the wizard race. Sorry about that.
Akira: ....But if you want to stop the military airship, you need their help.
Benjamin: I know. That’s why I came all the way here.
Akira: We feel the same — we want to stop the ship too. So for now, let’s work together to find a solution.
We’ll need to investigate Langrenus Island..... Is it difficult for outsiders like us to visit the island?
I ask, and Mister Benjamin lets out a low groan. I can sense his inner conflict from the deep crease between his brows.
Finally, he mumbles.
Benjamin: ....Maybe if you guys disguise yourself as trainees.
But if the military finds out.... I can’t guarantee your safety.
Arthur: Of course, we’re fully aware that this is a dangerous mission. This wild ship isn’t just Western Country’s problem.
As the Central Prince who shoulders a country upon my back, I am fully prepared to face this issue, no matter what it takes.
Benjamin: The Central Prince?
Arthur: I-I mean, I’m sure that’s what the Central Prince would say!
(Ring)
The handbell echoes through the room for the nth time like a desperate cover-up.
Shylock: What a lovely chime.
Akira: (He’s enjoying this....!)
Chloe: That’s right. If we’re going to pretend we’re trainees, shouldn’t we change into attire that trainees would wear?
Benjamin: Yeah, you guys wouldn’t be able to blend in with those clothes.
Chloe: Right? Can you tell me what kind of clothes I should make? They’ll be done in an expedited rush.
✦✧☾✧✦
Benjamin: (....The Sage’s wizards have their looks, if nothing else.)
(But no matter how gorgeous they might seem, wizards are all selfish and careless; on top of that, they’re dishonest. If you treat them with sincerity, they’ll just make a fool of you.)
(There were a couple of guys who seemed like they could hold a conversation, but then they started ringing handbells with straight faces out of nowhere. They’re all wizards — all lunatics.)
Akira: Murr, where are you headed?
Murr: I dunno! Ask the butterfly!
Benjamin: (And this guy is the craziest of them all. The great wizard Murr.... This is what he’s become.)
(The very man who made the blueprint of my dreams is chasing a butterfly around in front of my eyes. How could anyone have anticipated this? I hope it’s all a nightmare.....)
Shylock: My goodness, you can never seem to calm down. I don’t see Rustica around either — where could he have gone?
Akira: I think Rustica went to the kitchen with Riqu... Rick. They’re going to prepare snacks.
Benjamin: (Rustica... That’s the guy who said something about his bride as he approached me with his birdcage.)
(The other wizards hurried him away, but what was going on with him?)
Akira: I hear that Langrenus Island is incredibly difficult to access, but does that go for wizards too?
Shylock: It does. I hear that even wizards have a hard time trying to get into Langrenus Island.
One of my guests at the shop told me about the time he tried to sneak into Langrenus Island; it sounded like it was an awful lot of trouble.
Akira: So security is really tight... What did he say about the island?
Benjamin’s monologue: I catch the conversation between the Sage and the wizard who is like a bundle of allure. I’m bored, so I choose to keep listening.
Shylock: He said it was a boring place.
We wizards love nature, so we fundamentally take issue with the technology that casts a cloud over Western Country.
I am drawn to the workings of clockwork machinery, but I find factories rather bland and boring. It’s like old wine; I don’t even want to let it near my mouth.
Benjamin: ....You think you can just talk like that!?
Benjamin’s monologue: His belittling statements infuriate me; before I know it, I’m yelling at him.
Benjamin: Science is the product of human progress. It’s the crystallization of our efforts. Humans have long relied on magic because we’ve always had wizards around — that means we’ve been casting away our own potential.
Look at our remarkable development since the invention of magical science technology. We can even fly through the skies now!
Benjamin’s monologue: Wizards will never understand how we feel — how we dream of soaring through the skies. Because they have always been able to fly.
Shylock: I believe my friend would be quite fond of people like you.
Benjamin’s monologue: The wizard breathes out a relaxed puff of smoke.
He’s a slim and delicate man, but I sense an extraordinary power radiating from him — as if he could steal your soul with a single smile.
Shylock: But neither you nor Murr understand your role.
Benjamin: ....Role? What are you talking about?
Benjamin’s monologue: I ask, but the wizard doesn’t respond; instead, he just smiles mysteriously. He’s thrown up a smokescreen and left me questioning with no answers.
This is why I hate wizards.
They act like they’ve seen right through you, and taunt you to make you run around in circles. I pity the Sage: he must put up with a lot, surrounded by guys like these.
Chapter 3 << | index | >> Chapter 5
He must’ve noticed my expression cloud over — Mister Benjamin shrugs with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and mumbles, in a low voice only audible to me:
Benjamin: I’m bad at hiding my feelings, so let me give it to you straight: I don’t trust the wizard race. Sorry about that.
Akira: ....But if you want to stop the military airship, you need their help.
Benjamin: I know. That’s why I came all the way here.
Akira: We feel the same — we want to stop the ship too. So for now, let’s work together to find a solution.
We’ll need to investigate Langrenus Island..... Is it difficult for outsiders like us to visit the island?
I ask, and Mister Benjamin lets out a low groan. I can sense his inner conflict from the deep crease between his brows.
Finally, he mumbles.
Benjamin: ....Maybe if you guys disguise yourself as trainees.
But if the military finds out.... I can’t guarantee your safety.
Arthur: Of course, we’re fully aware that this is a dangerous mission. This wild ship isn’t just Western Country’s problem.
As the Central Prince who shoulders a country upon my back, I am fully prepared to face this issue, no matter what it takes.
Benjamin: The Central Prince?
Arthur: I-I mean, I’m sure that’s what the Central Prince would say!
(Ring)
The handbell echoes through the room for the nth time like a desperate cover-up.
Shylock: What a lovely chime.
Akira: (He’s enjoying this....!)
Chloe: That’s right. If we’re going to pretend we’re trainees, shouldn’t we change into attire that trainees would wear?
Benjamin: Yeah, you guys wouldn’t be able to blend in with those clothes.
Chloe: Right? Can you tell me what kind of clothes I should make? They’ll be done in an expedited rush.
✦✧☾✧✦
Benjamin: (....The Sage’s wizards have their looks, if nothing else.)
(But no matter how gorgeous they might seem, wizards are all selfish and careless; on top of that, they’re dishonest. If you treat them with sincerity, they’ll just make a fool of you.)
(There were a couple of guys who seemed like they could hold a conversation, but then they started ringing handbells with straight faces out of nowhere. They’re all wizards — all lunatics.)
Akira: Murr, where are you headed?
Murr: I dunno! Ask the butterfly!
Benjamin: (And this guy is the craziest of them all. The great wizard Murr.... This is what he’s become.)
(The very man who made the blueprint of my dreams is chasing a butterfly around in front of my eyes. How could anyone have anticipated this? I hope it’s all a nightmare.....)
Shylock: My goodness, you can never seem to calm down. I don’t see Rustica around either — where could he have gone?
Akira: I think Rustica went to the kitchen with Riqu... Rick. They’re going to prepare snacks.
Benjamin: (Rustica... That’s the guy who said something about his bride as he approached me with his birdcage.)
(The other wizards hurried him away, but what was going on with him?)
Akira: I hear that Langrenus Island is incredibly difficult to access, but does that go for wizards too?
Shylock: It does. I hear that even wizards have a hard time trying to get into Langrenus Island.
One of my guests at the shop told me about the time he tried to sneak into Langrenus Island; it sounded like it was an awful lot of trouble.
Akira: So security is really tight... What did he say about the island?
Benjamin’s monologue: I catch the conversation between the Sage and the wizard who is like a bundle of allure. I’m bored, so I choose to keep listening.
Shylock: He said it was a boring place.
We wizards love nature, so we fundamentally take issue with the technology that casts a cloud over Western Country.
I am drawn to the workings of clockwork machinery, but I find factories rather bland and boring. It’s like old wine; I don’t even want to let it near my mouth.
Benjamin: ....You think you can just talk like that!?
Benjamin’s monologue: His belittling statements infuriate me; before I know it, I’m yelling at him.
Benjamin: Science is the product of human progress. It’s the crystallization of our efforts. Humans have long relied on magic because we’ve always had wizards around — that means we’ve been casting away our own potential.
Look at our remarkable development since the invention of magical science technology. We can even fly through the skies now!
Benjamin’s monologue: Wizards will never understand how we feel — how we dream of soaring through the skies. Because they have always been able to fly.
Shylock: I believe my friend would be quite fond of people like you.
Benjamin’s monologue: The wizard breathes out a relaxed puff of smoke.
He’s a slim and delicate man, but I sense an extraordinary power radiating from him — as if he could steal your soul with a single smile.
Shylock: But neither you nor Murr understand your role.
Benjamin: ....Role? What are you talking about?
Benjamin’s monologue: I ask, but the wizard doesn’t respond; instead, he just smiles mysteriously. He’s thrown up a smokescreen and left me questioning with no answers.
This is why I hate wizards.
They act like they’ve seen right through you, and taunt you to make you run around in circles. I pity the Sage: he must put up with a lot, surrounded by guys like these.
Chapter 3 << | index | >> Chapter 5