My Husband Was the Master of the Magic Tower Chapter 111

 

I don’t know if it was the aftereffects of being so startled earlier, but my body felt as heavy as wet cotton. When I woke up completely, groaning, Dante, who was sitting at the head of the bed, looked at me worriedly.

 

“Are you hurt anywhere, Ei?”

 

“It doesn’t hurt, I think I’m just tired… No, it’s true that my head hurts.”

 

But if your head doesn’t hurt, it’s a strange situation. I pressed my hand between my eyebrows out of habit, but when I realized it had no effect, I lowered my hand.

 

Apparently, Dante and I were in my room right now. As I looked around, I saw the same room I had seen before entering that dimension.

 

As I lived alone, it was natural that nothing would change without me, but even the steam escaping from the cup on the desk was the same, so I said everything.

 

Is this what he meant by ensuring that there is no discomfort whatsoever when the missing components are returned to their original places? At that moment, the countless years I had experienced felt like an illusion.

 

Well, it’s better than coming back after so much time has passed…

 

While I was absentmindedly thinking about this and that, Dante reached out and touched my forehead.

 

“You don’t have a fever.”

 

“I don’t have any pain anywhere except my head. Instead, sit here, Dante.”

 

I got down and sat down on the bed, pulling Dante down with me. Dante was dragged along by me, and he sat on the floor, using the bed as a backrest.

 

I want to make him to sit on any chair, but then we can’t sit next to each other like this. The only chair in my room is the one I used.

 

I looked at Dante for a moment, then decided to ask the most fundamental question first.

 

“Dante. But I don’t understand the situation clearly… What happened?”

 

Dante blinked his eyes without saying a word in response to my question. Since he seemed to have no idea what to answer, I explained in more detail.

 

“I’m asking if it’s true that I was swallowed by that unknown hole and was transported to another dimension, and that you were also caught up in it and came with me.”

 

“Um, no. Half right and half wrong.”

 

What else does this mean? I frowned slightly, yet Dante just avoided my gaze and didn’t give me a clear answer.

 

When I realized that he looked like a person who was about to confess his mistakes.

 

Dante must have decided that hiding it right now would be of no use anyway, so he immediately confessed it.

 

“It’s true that you were swallowed by the hole and transported to another dimension, but it’s not like I got caught up in it by accident.”

 

“Unless you got caught up somehow…”

 

Hey, no way, you. Dante lowered his eyes as he noticed the shock that was starting to spread on my face.

 

“I followed you. As soon as you get caught in that hole.”

 

“”You followed… No, wait.”

 

It’s not that the content was difficult or that I couldn’t understand what was said, but I couldn’t understand it because it was too complicated in my head.

 

I stopped Dante for a moment and tried to organize my frantic thoughts.

 

“You followed me?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

No, I mean how the hell?

 

And what on earth is he thinking? This isn’t some kind of neighboring country, so there’s no way he could follow me just because he wanted to.

 

If it were something that could be solved so easily, the man who threatened Masha wouldn’t have brought down the building. My head, which was already sore, felt like it was going to break even more.

 

“What did you do to be able to follow me? Did you use ancient magic or something?”

 

Dante was silent for a moment as if choosing his words, then slowly opened his mouth.

 

“Do you remember when I came to see you when the building collapsed?”

 

“…Yeah.”

 

That time when I was caught jumping and got scolded. I looked at Dante, feeling stabbed, but he continued talking without any reaction.

 

“To put it simply, the magic used back then was a magic related to tracking. However, it’s a little more complex and high-dimensional than what is commonly used.”

 

“I became a mana misfit though, did that work?”

 

After saying that, I belatedly said, “ah”.

 

“Did you use the same method as when you sent me to that guy?”

 

I also used Dante’s teleportation magic when crossing to the coordinates sent by that guy. Because I was a mana misfit and used magic, he couldn’t guess my condition.

 

The method that Dante and I used at that time was actually not a grand one.

 

People who are mana misfits can’t accept mana, so magic doesn’t work on them. So, if they could somehow make it accept mana, they could also successfully manifest magic.

 

If I were to make an analogy, it would be like this. Let’s say the magic misfit is the vessel and the mana is water. I don’t know if there’s a hole in the bottom or if it’s too deep, but what should I do to put water in a bowl that can’t hold water?

 

Simple. Instead of trying to pour water into the bowl, just place the bowl in the water.

 

The story is that if you pour in an amount that is several times the amount of mana normally used, enough to completely submerge a person inside it, something will happen.

 

Of course, it wasn’t a lie that I was having a negative reaction to mana, so it hurt like hell. I remembered how I suffered without anyone knowing after the teleportation, and then came to my senses again.

 

Because Dante shook his head and denied what I said.

 

“Even when I sent you, the magic emerged only after I drew all my magic. It’s not a method that can be used to use more complex magic than that.”

 

“Then how did you do it?”

 

I thought he would answer right away, yet Dante just stared at me for a moment.

 

“Ei. You got hurt there, right?”

 

“Huh? I didn’t, though?”

 

I was startled and reflexively denied it, but then I belatedly remembered that my hand was hurt. There were so many surprising things that happened after that that I forgot about it.

 

Even to me, the voice I added secretly sounded like it was crawling.

 

“Now that I think about it, I think I hurt my hand a little…”

 

Dante sighed as if he knew that would happen. Although I felt somehow wronged, there was nothing I could say on this topic.

 

“The fact that you were injured and then healed means that your body returned to its original state, and your mana misfit state also disappeared. As soon as you returned to normal, I used a tracking spell to find you.”

 

“How did you know I was back to normal?”

 

“I just kept trying until the magic worked.”

 

“…”

 

“I stayed up all night for two days.”

 

I was the one left speechless by the casual tone. Although I thought he wouldn’t be able to sleep because of anxiety, I didn’t think he’d stay up all night for this reason.

 

Dante added, as if to drive a wedge in my response.

 

“And the tracking magic I used back then was created from the beginning in preparation in case you would shift between dimensions.”

 

“…What?”

 

A soft laugh was heard.

 

“Before I got a call from Masha again, have you ever thought about why I was so busy for a week?”

 

It took some hard work to complete it. Through the calm voice, I felt an unprecedented headache coming on.

 

“From the beginning… You were planning on following me?”

 

Dante quietly nodded.

 

I couldn’t stop the groaning noises coming out of my teeth, so I held my head. If I were to consider the fact that he had followed me, I would have been easily moved, but this situation wasn’t that simple.

 

Why do I have to suffer headaches instead of the person who crossed over? What is it about this guy that he remains so calm even now?

 

After feeling the headache creeping through my head for a moment, I took a deep breath and opened my mouth.

 

“Dante.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Didn’t I tell you that this dimension is very different from that dimension?”

 

I never told him about my hometown in detail, but I remember telling him this much.

 

When I first shifted between dimensions, I knew right away that I hadn’t just woken up in another country, but had fallen into a completely unfamiliar dimension.

 

This means that it was very different between here and there, so I had a hard time adapting.

 

Not just anyone else, but a living witness to dimensional travel, told him so. Does he really think about crossing the dimension without hesitation? As I tried to hold back my head that was starting to pound again, Dante spoke in a shameless voice.

 

“You said it was all the same because it was a place where people lived.”

 

Ah, you’re putting it here?

 

“Do you think that’s what I’m saying right now?”

 

“No. I guess that means you somehow adapted.”

 

Dante straightened up on one of his legs, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at me. Dante’s expression wasn’t just natural, it was even drowsy, which made me feel frustrated.

 

“But you also adapted to the other dimension, so why can’t I?”

 

“It wasn’t that easy for me to adapt, so…”

 

I’m sure you know why I’m like this, but like that. When I frowned, Dante smiled charmingly, as if to lighten her mood.

 

“It’s no use saying anything now. I already followed you.”

 

Apart from what followed, my desire to say something was like a chimney. But for now, I held back my feelings and said, looking straight at Dante.

 

“But following along doesn’t mean you have to live here.”

 

Your situation is different from mine. As I added, Dante looked at me quietly without answering. As if he knew what questions I was going to ask.

 

I asked Dante, ignoring the emotions fluttering in my chest.

 

“Is it true that there is a way for you to go back?”