WCMBI - Chapter 232: From Hopefully to Finally (Patreon)

As the Emperor left the premises, Ian caught sight of a peculiar sight. He couldn't take his eyes off the sight of the magical restraints holding Pedro disassembling on their own, and without a sound, he stealthily approached behind Pedro.

Pedro, with closed eyes, sensed the approaching wave of magic and slightly raised the corner of his mouth. He had intended to teleport the moment the restraints were released, but a shadow fell over him.

Upon opening his eyes, the restraints were undone, and a magic circle was quickly drawn. Ian seized Pedro's arm, determined not to let go, regardless of the strength he had to exert.

"Hah, this is annoying," mumbled Pedro.

In a hair-raising instant, Ian felt his entire body shift in space as the two figures appeared mid-air and tumbled down to the ground.

"Urgh."

While Pedro groaned in pain, Ian skillfully rolled his body to land gracefully. Due to the unexpected convergence of their teleportations, Pedro, who suffered the aftermath, couldn't get up immediately.

Feeling dizzy as he tried to approach the contorted Pedro, Ian found himself unable to move.

For a moment, neither of them could move, and then the door opened.

"Pedro?"

Bumatapjuin Sara stepped out of her workshop, scanning the corridor as she called out.

"Why, what are you..."

Only belatedly did Sara notice Ian's presence and immediately assumed a defensive stance.

"Who are you, barging in without permission?"

Ian slowly raised his head, trying to speak despite feeling utterly disoriented.

"I am..."

Though his words were still a mess, Ian attempted to form a coherent sentence, surprising Sara, who was taken aback by his presence.

"Oh my, oh my. You look just like him, identical."

"Ah, Sara-nim!"

"Dear me."

At Pedro's call, Sara covered her mouth with both hands.

"Lucia is not back yet. What should I do?"

"Why, what can we do? With him barging in like this, my insides feel all twisted."

"Did you draw the magic circle late?"

"Do you really think I, a novice sorcerer, could do that?"

"Then you didn't miss that fleeting moment? As a regular person?"

"Well, of course, I am just an ordinary individual, but..."

"Oh, this is troublesome."

Sara pondered over the situation with Ian present at the Matap, where ultimately the decision lay in the hands of the Matapjuin, who was absent due to Lucia's absence. However, it was evident at first glance that the man bore a striking resemblance to Adella with his radiant golden eyes.

"Look here, an unfamiliar guest."

"I apologize for intruding without permission. But there's someone I must find. Their name is..."

Ian was desperate not to be thrown out immediately from the Matap he had come all this way to find. However, Sara was faster in cutting him off.

"Turn around and walk straight until you reach the room with a purple plaque."

"Bumatapjuin-nim!"

"It's not our place to decide this matter. Neither I nor you should interfere in this."

There was nothing Pedro could say in response to her earnest words. What she said was not incorrect. In the end, only Melisa had the right to dismiss Ian, who had followed him all the way here.

Instinctively, Ian turned around. He was certain that his Omega was here. Therefore, even if he had to search the entire empire, he wouldn't be able to find them.

With an exhilarating expression filled with joy and tension, he strode eagerly. Finally, finally, he would be able to meet them.

With a beaming face, Ian stood before the room with the purple plaque, overcome with the thrill of being able to meet his long-awaited beloved.