I’ll Be The Warrior’s Mother

The reason Yelena wanted to be introduced to a sorcerer was simple.

The festival she had been eyeing was held in another territory.

It was a place that would take about two days to travel there by carriage.

They couldn’t ride a carriage for two days for a date, let alone four, if she included the return trip, so she inevitably had to borrow a sorcerer’s help.

“It would be nice if you can introduce the sorcerer you commissioned before. In that case, it’ll be the sorcerer who helped us bring the doctor who previously worked here.”

Back then, the sorcerer brought the doctor, who had been hiding in a town a fortnight carriage ride away from the duchy, to the Duke’s castle within a day.

It was a memorable feat.

Ben, however, seemed somewhat bewildered by Yelena’s request.

“…That sorcerer?”

“Why? Is there a problem? Perhaps, the cost is too high, or his schedule is too busy? Or…”

“When it comes to the problem… no, never mind. If it’s the Madam, then it’ll be fine. Would you like to meet him right away?”

That was how Yelena came to face the sorcerer.

And now that she thought about it…

The words that Ben was about to say but swallowed down were probably ‘When it comes to the problem… the wizard itself is the problem.’

“Nice to meet you.”

The hem of the pure-white robe flapped relentlessly in the strong wind.

“I am the owner of the Black Tower, Master Sidrion.”

Yelena stared blankly at the man.

Her head ached, and her eyes were dazzled.

But, it wasn’t because the man was tall and handsome.

“…I see. Well, why don’t you come down from there?”

It was because he was introducing himself at the top of the Duke’s Castle.

Yelena frowned at the glare of sunlight penetrating her vision.

‘Why are you doing that in such a place?’

There was one more thing she couldn’t understand.

The words that the sorcerer said from the top of the castle could be clearly heard in Yelena’s ears.

But Yelena was on the ground.

Considering the height and the strong winds, it was impossible.

In that case, he must have used magic. However, Yelena couldn’t figure out why he would use magic for such a thing.

It was the most extravagant and useless misuse of magic in the world.

The sorcerer jumped from the top and landed lightly in front of her – he must have heard Yelena’s words.

“Hello again. My name is Sidrion.”

“Hmm…”

Yelena pondered over her words for a moment.

She was confused a while ago, but then she learned that he was the head of an organization from his introduction.

Even though Yelena was the Duchess, she had to be careful with her words.

As if the man noticed her countenance, he added, “You can speak comfortably.”

“All right, nice to meet you. Did you say you’re the owner of the Black Tower?”

“Yes.”

Yelena had only roughly heard about the Black Tower.

It belonged to the Kingdom in terms of location, but it didn’t listen to the Kingdom; it was an independent group of sorcerers.

As for why it was called the “Black Tower”, she heard it was because the tower was all black.

‘Ben unexpectedly commissioned an important person to do the work. He’s a big shot.’

Aside from the fact that the person was a little peculiar, the head of an organization was an extraordinary figure regardless.

Yelena opened her mouth with that thought in mind, “Then I’ll call you the Black Tower Owner.”

At that moment, the other party hesitated.

“…The Black Tower Owner?”

“Yes. Isn’t the owner of the Black Tower, simply the Black Tower Owner?”

The sorcerer, Sidrion, was silent for a moment.

It wasn’t necessarily wrong. It wasn’t incorrect, but…

“…It’s a little awkward since it’s the first time I’ve been called that.”

“Really? Then how do other people address you?”

“They call me Master or Master Sidrion.”

“Aah.”

Yelena recalled Sidrion’s self-introduction.

‘That’s why you introduced yourself as Master Sidrion.’

She understood.

Yelena, however, decided to stick with the name “Black Tower Owner.”

Of course, there was a reason.

“If I use Master, it’ll seem like you and I have a master-servant relationship, and Master Sidrion is a bit too much, so I’ll use Black Tower Owner.”

“…Or you can just call me Sidrion.”

“It’s too friendly if I address you by your first name. I need a sense of distance, so Black Tower Owner is perfect.”

Sidrion’s eyes shook.

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