The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

idening the distance, Jamie asked.

“What about Miss Rebecca?”

Rebecca couldn’t be seen in the hall.

Jamie looked at Ash who was pouting now.

And with a slightly annoyed voice she ashed.

“Why does my sister get called Miss?”

“What?”

“You call sister with a Miss and call me with, Yah! Why?”

Now what was this?

Jamie was speechless.

Ash continued.

“You treat her kindly and me so harshly…”

“You called me by using ‘yah’ too, right?”

“Did you call me that because my sister isn’t with me?”

Was she really asking such things?

But the opponent was a child and children usually make no sense.

Had he not realized that much in his 7 years of life?

“What nonsense are you saying? I never even said anything, and I called you like that?”

“It isn’t just tha…”

“Why? Should I call you that too?”

“Yah, Miss doesn’t go well with me.”

She makes a fuss about it and says that it doesn’t go well with her?

Then why bother bringing it up?

Instead, Jamie decided to just listen to her.

“I heard a lot that I look like a boy… and….”

“And?”

“Sister is elegant, feminine, an…”

“So you are envious of your feminine older sister?”

“E-envious! My sister is super pretty, kind and has a good personality.
And you like my sister too!”

At that, Jamie looked at Ash with a blank look.

Ash covered her mouth with both hands as if she made a mistake.

Jamie sighed.

This wasn’t a mistake, this child was definitely imagining stuff.
He didn’t even understand why she was making such a mistake, but it was ridiculous to explain something to a kid.

‘Even if Rebecca is Jane’s reincarnation.’

Their personalities were different, they only looked the same.

So there was no emotion.

Before that, Rebecca was still 10 years old.
Even though Jamie was seven now, inside he was a dark magician who was over 60,000 years old.

Unless he was a hardcore pedophile he wouldn’t have feelings for a child.

“I don’t like her.”

“Liar.”

Ash seemed extremely adamant.

But Jamie was being honest.

“Why would I lie to you regarding that?”

“T-that is right.
Then you don’t like my sister?”

“Yes.”

“Thank God.”

As small as a whisper.

The problem was that she was doing it next to Jamie.

If it was another child, they would have asked what she said, but not Jamie.

‘Something is strange.’

The sisters.

Jamie had a headache.
This was the problem with being popular.

‘The real problem is that they are both young.’

Actually, there was a bigger problem than this.

It was Jamie himself.

A castrated dark magician didn’t feel love.
Even if the Balle sisters were attractive, that would change nothing.

Jamie pretended not to hear and asked Ash.

“Where is Miss Rebecca?”

“My sister was feeling unwell, so she is resting in her room.”

“She looked alright yesterday?”

“She went out for a while and then she came back with a fever.”

Maybe that red face she had when she was speaking with Jamie was because she wasn’t feeling well?

‘I thought it was because she liked me.’

Was he mistaken?

Disappointment creeped in, but no one knew about it.

But that was just his thought.

Jamie didn’t realize it, but Ash’s body sagged because of him.

The banquet was over.

Despite not doing anything, he was mentally exhausted.

This was a lot harder than the training he had been through.

As Jamie opened the door and untied his bow, he found the pink squirrel lying on the bed.

Venna turned her head and greeted Jamie in a dying voice.

“Master, you are back…?”

So low, that one would think she lost her voice.

While Jamie was training hard, Venna was made to work in Gremia.

Thanks to that, her muscle pain accumulated over the several days making it impossible for her to move.

[Tch, so weak.]

Meanwhile Philion would only show his displeasure towards Venna.

“Rather than that, how did it go?”

“It was decided that father will be teaching me from tomorrow.”

“Oh oh! Congratulations! Ack!”

She raised her voice, but soon her body ached.

Venna sighed and turned her head to feel less pain.

Only when lying down was she able to feel less pain.

Jamie looked at her and shook his head.
Normally he would have yelled at her, but knowing that she was training hard, he didn’t nag.

“How are you?”

“Me… haha.”

Venna smiled awkwardly and Philion clicked his tongue again.

[It’s been a while! You need to have a different mindset, and that guy is too weird!]

Of course, Jamie didn’t hear it.

And Venna didn’t bother delivering to him.
Instead, asked Jamie who was changing his clothes.

“Going somewhere again?”

“Yes.
A visit.”

“What kind?”

“You know nothing, leave it.”

Jamie decided to go out, and before he left he pressed his finger on Venna’s stomach.

“Kuaaak!”

The squirrel screamed in pain.

“Work hard.
Don’t take my words so lightly.”

“I know… ugh.”

Jamie smiled and left the room.

He headed to where Rebecca was staying.
He didn’t understand why she was suddenly suffering from fever, but he knew that he could treat her.

Jamie clenched his fist and looked at the symbol on his hand.

‘The day to use the holy power is coming.’

But Jamie’s mind changed as soon as he arrived before Rebecca.

“Jamie is here.”

The expression of Viscount Balle in front of his daughter wasn’t that bright.

Jamie looked at Rebecca without greeting the Viscount.

The tired young girl.
Who couldn’t even sit still, looked at Jamie and smiled brightly.

“Young lord.”

Only then did he know…

The identity of the disease…

It was nothing but…

‘Love sick!’

It was a mental illness which couldn’t be cured even with medicine.