Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard
Chapter 395

TL/Editor: raei

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Ian felt that his family affection was lacking.

Not because his emotions were dried up.

Rather, it was because Ian was excessively mature for his age.

As a reincarnated person, Ian was in a state of 'small body but unchanged mind,' and had skipped many developmental stages that children normally experience.

That's why Ian neither missed his family much nor particularly longed to see them.

If they had shared all sorts of hardships together and built up affection, it might have been different...

But like typical medieval peasant families, Ian's household had strong individualistic tendencies.

Since they had essentially raised Ian by neglecting him, there weren't any heartwarming memories.

If anything, he shared far more meaningful memories with Teacher Eredith.

Eredith was a woman of the age to bear and raise children, and Ian was a young child who needed parental care.

That's why Eredith's face often came to mind before his own mother's.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Eredith had replaced his family's affection.

But...

"Who's there?"

After more than ten years.

Seeing his mother's face again, Ian froze in place for a moment.

Though they had parted when he was an eight-year-old child, and so much time had passed that he'd grown into an adult with wives...

The moment he saw his mother, emotions buried deep within began to stir.

Could blood ties really be this powerful?

His mother seemed to feel similarly.

"Good heavens!"

Despite the Baron standing beside them, his mother didn't even glance in that direction.

She immediately rushed forward and embraced Ian.

Oberon cried pitifully as he fled...

"Ian!"

"Yes, Mother. It's been a long time."

For the first time since becoming a wizard.

Ian reunited with his family.

#

Ian promptly sent the Baron outside.

"You want to come in?"

"Well... I could... or not."

"This place is humble, you'd only strain your eyes. Please wait outside."

Ian whispered into the Baron's ear.

"If anyone asks, tell them you stepped aside because you didn't want to intrude on a family reunion."

The Baron smiled brightly and gave them space.

Without anyone even asking, he started shooing people away with, "Insolent fools! Don't disturb this family reunion!"—a very baron-like performance.

The perceptive ones quickly responded with flattery: "Indeed, what a compassionate Baron! How can someone have such a deep heart!"

It was a heartwarming scene that pleased both the Baron and his flatterers.

Thanks to this, only Ian, Kira, and Maria entered the house.

"This is Ian's home?"

"I suppose so?"

Like typical medieval farmer's houses, Ian's family home was a humble mud hut.

A common medieval dwelling with just a flimsy fence made of intertwined branches around it.

It might be a bit embarrassing to show others, but...

"You lived in a better place than I did."

"It's better than where I used to live too."

Ian looked at his wives with a contented smile.

These commoners! They really did understand each other!

Surprisingly, among the three, Ian's childhood home had been the nicest.

Kira hadn't had a home at all (...), and Maria had worked as a maid in someone else's house.

Ian, who actually had his own house, was relatively the child from the wealthiest family!

"Ian, who are these people...?"

"They're my fiancées."

As Ian introduced the two women to his mother, he briefly looked around the house.

He had thought he wouldn't remember anything at all.

But the table where he ate meals as a child, the dirt floor where he used to draw pictures...

Everything, without exception, came back to him.

"Hello, I'm Kira, a wizard and daughter of Laventa."

"I'm Maria of Silverwind."

"My goodness..."

Ian's mother was shocked by the fiancées' introductions.

Not only were both women extraordinarily beautiful, which was secondary...

And one being a wizard, which was tertiary...

Maria of Silverwind?

"Could you possibly be... nobility?"

"Please speak comfortably. I'm still waiting to inherit my title."

Since Maria had already outed herself as nobility, Ian quickly added:

"I have another fiancée too."

"?"

"She's the Countess of Talian."

"???"

Ian's mother, at a loss for words, finally said:

"Should I kneel now?"

"Of course not."

"My goodness... it seems my constant prayers have paid off!"

Ian smiled wryly.

That doesn't seem right.

His mother's religious activities had never positively influenced Ian's travels, not even once.

But well, if that's what she wanted to believe.

"Really! This humble place is unworthy of such distinguished guests!"

His mother exclaimed dramatically, but...

In truth, both women had lived in worse conditions than Ian...

"I hope you can enjoy some barley porridge?"

"Of course we can!"

Kira and Maria laughed simultaneously.

If anything, they would have felt uncomfortable being served high-class food.

The simple peasant meal suited both women's tastes perfectly.

"I'll prepare dinner right away, so take some back with you!"

"Thank you!"

His mother stared at Kira's face as if enchanted, then disappeared somewhere, saying she would prepare food.

#

Ian's mother hadn't really gone to prepare food.

That was just an excuse.

Her real purpose was to spread the news of Ian's visit throughout the village and summon all family members.

"Ian! You're back!"

"Father."

By sunset, Ian's family members had gathered one by one.

The family assembled much faster than expected, partly because winter had just ended.

When winter comes, farmers naturally rest.

Of course, they only rested from farming—plenty of other labor awaited them.

Ian's father had returned from cutting firewood in the mountains.

"It's been a long time, Ian."

"Indeed, Brother."

Ian's older brother had also been cutting firewood with their father.

They needed fuel for their own home.

Ian's brother had married a village girl long ago and already had two children.

His eldest daughter was already seven years old.

"Come on, say hello to your uncle."

"Hello..."

Ian gently patted his niece's head. The seven-year-old child was really small.

Ian had left home at eight, so he must have been about that size too.

"Oh! Ian! You're still not dead!"

"And you're not dead either, Brother?"

"I'm just a kid. I got married recently! Can't die when I don't even have children yet!"

His second older brother said he had been fishing at the river. Something about winter fish being delicious.

It sounded like nonsense, but Ian let it pass.

"Big brother!"

And the precious daughter of Ian's family.

His youngest sister appeared too.

Her clothes were noticeably pretty, making Ian wonder what she did.

"Where are you coming from?"

"The lord's house! I work there!"

His sister was actually a maid at the lord's manor.

Ian reflexively said:

"Wow...! You've made it!"

"Of course! Later I'm going to work with nobles like you, brother!"

Ian was slightly surprised by his sister's remarkable ambition.

Working under nobility, if you navigate the tricky process, can lead to success that transcends your birth.

Being a girl, his sister might even marry a knight if she were lucky.

Similarly, that would be an incredible upward marriage for a commoner.

The second brother clicked his tongue and said:

"Ian, say something to her."

"Say what?"

"She's losing her mind. Says she's going to marry into nobility someday."

Certainly... Ian's youngest sister had the greatest ambition in the family.

Her hunger for success was visible in her eyes.

She was different from the brothers who had adapted to their reality.

"So even when mother tells her it's time to get married, she throws a fit and refuses..."

"Ah! I don't want to~!"

The youngest sister shouted, and the brothers looked at her as if she were cute.

It was an extremely ordinary family scene, but...

Ian felt a definite distance.

'It's still unfamiliar.'

That distance felt bitter. But not enough to abandon the relationship completely.

If Ian were to settle in Talian.

He wanted to increase interactions with his family.

"So brother, are you really a wizard now?"

Ian smiled.

She certainly asked quickly.

"Yes, I'm a wizard."

"Wow...! What kind of magic can you use?"

All kinds of magic.

He even had his own unique magical system that he was creating from scratch, beyond the Maronius system.

"Just this and that?"

"Show me!"

Ian demonstrated a simple darkness magic.

It was truly basic magic, just manipulating shadows.

Everyone focused intently, but Ian's niece was especially captivated.

The seven-year-old child was mesmerized by Ian's shadow play.

"That's amazing!"

When the performance ended, the family applauded.

Feeling like he'd actually become a jester, Ian had mixed emotions.

"Ian, what do you do with nobles using that?"

The eldest brother asked.

"Well~ probably driving away monsters and such? Like what the town guard does."

"Wouldn't he do something better than that?"

"Come on. A young guy like Ian would start at the bottom anywhere!"

"Hahaha, true enough."

The second brother's guess showed little effort.

That was understandable.

What Ian did was completely disconnected from their lives.

So instead of explaining in detail.

"I just did various things."

Ian brushed it off lightly.

He already felt a distance and didn't want to widen it further.

Whatever Ian did and wherever he went.

The blood connection with his family would never change.

"Ian, introduce those young ladies too!"

"Yes, Father."

Just by how they welcomed a son who had appeared after more than ten years, he could tell.

Ian smiled and spoke in the friendliest voice he could manage:

"This is Wizard Kira. She's a fire wizard, and we studied together at the Imperial University."

"..."

"And this is Maria Silverwind. She's scheduled to inherit a countship and will become Duke Roxlan's vassal."

"..."

"There's someone else I'll introduce later, Lucy of Talian, the Countess of Talian. Along with these two, she's engaged to me."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"I'd like you all to come to the wedding ceremony... okay?"

Not just his father, but his brothers and sister all stared at Ian with shocked expressions.

They had been laughing and chatting naturally just moments ago...!

Suddenly there was an enormous sense of distance!

"Marriage... to nobility?!"

"You have THREE fiancées?!"

"That's insane! How did you manage that?!"

How did he manage it?

There had been so many events.

Explaining it all would take several days and nights.

"I'll tell you the simple version."

Ian recounted how he met the three women very briefly, but it still consumed a tremendous amount of time.

Thanks to this, dinner was never boring.

"So... the wedding. You'll definitely come, right?"

"Um... yes. We'll definitely be there."

And so, Ian invited his family to his wedding.

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