The First Official Wife War (1)

Finding an unchanging truth in any situation and condition is not an easy task.

Perhaps that is why many philosophers and scientists have strived for centuries to find the truth.

However, when one transcends the limited category of being human, immutable truths often reveal themselves regardless of changing circumstances.

The love of a high elf is such. Once a high elf chooses someone to love, it remains unchanged regardless of who or what the other is, without distinguishing between good and evil.

—Count Solo, Love Expert.

Hazel was lost in time as she gazed at her beloved Comes, who was breathing evenly in her arms.

From their first meeting until now, she never imagined she would come to love this man.

A consistently rude man. The man who defined her, a proud high elf, with the word “no-answer,” a term she couldn’t understand but found extremely unpleasant.

Yet now, he is her benefactor who helped her find her identity as a high elf and her partner.

She had heard enough from Spatium and her mother, the elder of her clan, about what the “Battlefield of the Gods” was like.

A man who sacrifices for the legion there! And yet, he possesses a beautiful heart that never shows it, and that man was her Comes.

She carefully lifted her partner, who was breathing small and regular breaths like a child in a mother’s arms.

She worried about what to do if he woke up, but whether it was because he was very tired or because the high elf’s walking technique was excellent, he continued to breathe evenly without waking until she laid him on the bed.

Carefully sitting at the foot of the bed where Comes lay asleep like a child, she gazed at him intently for a long time.

As time passed and the sun completely disappeared, Hazel cautiously rose, bent over, and left a blessing kiss on her partner’s lips before quietly exiting the room.

As soon as Hazel left her partner’s room, she asked Tess, the butler, for a carriage and separately summoned the five magic tower lords.

“What… is the matter?”

Despite her being a representative and a messenger of the gods, they were visibly displeased at being summoned when they were supposed to guard their master.

Moreover, the divine messenger Hazel was previously known to be a man, but now appeared as a woman, making it difficult for them to hide their suspicious expressions.

“My partner, that is, your master Kim Han, is currently asleep. Lately, there have been too many things to worry about and no time to rest, which is concerning. So, you all need to make an effort. Cast a silence spell around Kim Han’s room, and ensure no one enters until my partner comes out.”

“…Ah, understood.”

The five magic tower lords were more shocked by the fact that the woman, Hazel, referred to their master Kim Han as her partner than by the news that Kim Han was asleep.

If she is the master’s partner, wouldn’t that make her the mistress to them?

While the five tower lords were too stunned to offer any proper greetings, Hazel quickly moved toward the carriage waiting in front of the mansion.

As soon as she got into the carriage, she asked the coachman to quickly take her to the only clinic in the western region of Exorsus and had to make an effort to calm her racing heart.

‘Is my heart racing because I can make a contract with a spirit, or is it because I’m separated from my partner? I can’t tell.’

Before she could calm her heart, the carriage stopped in front of the only clinic in the western district.

It was late enough that smoke was rising from chimneys as households prepared dinner while they traveled here.

Despite this, the clinic was still bustling, brightly lit by magical lamps.

Traveling by carriage indicated a status above commoner, so the attendant waiting in front of the clinic quickly approached the carriage, opened the door, and bowed.

“Thank you for visiting us.”

“Yes.”

A natural informality. The attendant’s bow deepened at the ease of the response.

As they entered the clinic, the attendant, who was guiding Hazel with a half-bent back,
cautiously asked the purpose of the visit.

“What brings you here? Are you unwell?”

“No, I’m not here because I’m sick. I’m looking for something.”

“Ah! What medicine are you looking for?”

“I’m looking for a poison that can even raise the dead.”

Suddenly!

The male attendant, who had been bowing and walking in front of Hazel, stopped in his tracks.

However, he soon resumed as if nothing had happened, saying, ‘I’ll guide you,’ and began leading them further inside the clinic.

After winding through the corridors, they finally reached their destination, having walked so long that it seemed impossible for a clinic to have such a deep interior.

‘Oh, this is truly fascinating. It’s so close to the entrance, yet you must pass through certain areas to reach it…’

A fact that other representatives might not know.

However, Hazel, the representative of Spatium, the God of Space, had the path from the clinic entrance to this place perfectly mapped out in her mind, as if a blueprint was drawn there.

Information about the clinic’s structure was a bonus.

As she opened the door and entered, an old man peered at Hazel over his slipping glasses, scrutinizing her with a voice full of irritation.

“So, which poison are you looking for that can even raise the dead?”

“I want a poison that saves people.”

“…Hmm. Could you say that again?”

The old man’s tone shifted from condescending to respectful as he examined Hazel more closely.

“You said a poison that saves people.”

The old, shabby man let out a deep sigh and repeatedly pulled and pushed the drawers attached to the desk at random.

Just when Hazel wondered what on earth he was doing, the wall behind the man rumbled and slowly opened.

“Go in. When you reach the end, you’ll meet her.”

“If the guide is indeed a woman, give her the registration card and say you want to learn the Harmonious Divine Technique.”

Her companion was right. Not a single word was off from what he said, though she hadn’t doubted it.

“Thank you.”

As soon as she entered the passage, she walked briskly for five minutes.

When she opened the door at the end of the passage, she found herself in what seemed to be a secluded part of a garden, with a shabby, almost collapsing wooden house standing alone in front of her.

Hazel carefully opened the door, worried it might break, and stepped inside the house.

Inside, there was a fireplace, an old rocking chair, and a young, beautiful woman who seemed completely out of place with the house.

The woman, sitting in the rhythmically rocking chair and knitting, turned her head towards me at the creak of the old door.

“Who?”

The woman asked with wide eyes, as if saying, ‘I really don’t know anything.’

But the opponent was not easy. Though she couldn’t fully grasp the depths of her thoughts, she had eyes that could distinguish truth from lies—she was deceived by Kim Han because she couldn’t discern hidden meanings—but acting didn’t work on the high elf who would believe anything Comes said, even if he claimed the sun rose in the west.

Hazel approached the woman with steps that were neither fast nor slow and placed the yellow registration card on the yarn.

“What…!”

“I want to learn the Harmonious Divine Technique.”

The hands that were knitting stopped, creating an atmosphere as if time itself had paused.

“The Harmonious Divine Technique… So, who told you that you could learn it here?”

“Ah, transcendent beings are truly incomprehensible.”

“What?”

“Isn’t it so? From what I’ve heard from the elders and the leaders of my clan, transcendent beings like you are those who either lost in a war against the gods or are bound here by the desire to live forever. Your abilities are very limited, and unless it’s a special case, you can’t harm an agent, existing like water or air. Isn’t it the visit of an agent from the ‘Battlefield of the Gods’ that breathes life into your existence? Just like now.”

“Clan? So, you’re saying you’re not human?”

“That’s right. Anyway, according to the ‘setting,’ I wish to learn the Harmonious Divine Technique.”

“…Tsk. Fine. Well, I can’t refuse anyway. I was bored too. Come here.”

The woman, who hadn’t risen from the rocking chair from the beginning until now, still sat in place, beckoning Hazel with just a flick of her hand.

As Hazel approached, the woman asked a question she couldn’t understand.

“Ah! By the way, do you know what essential condition is needed to quickly advance in the Harmonious Divine Technique?”

“I don’t know.”

“Hohoho. Really? Alright, find that out for yourself.”

The woman, who laughed mysteriously, swiftly pushed Hazel’s lower abdomen with her palm like a master of palm techniques.

As Hazel, who had been thrown to the ground, tried to get up to protest, a message appeared before her eyes, stopping her movement.

“Yes.”

Hazel, who was about to stand up, awkwardly accepted in that very posture.

Since nothing Kim Han had said so far had been wrong, she lay back on the ground with great anticipation, waiting for the imminent change.

To Hazel, it was an incredibly fascinating experience.

Since she was old enough to think, Hazel had been manipulating force at her will.

Yet now, she felt the force moving entirely independently of her will, and divine powers she had never sensed before were spreading around her.

Not only the familiar force but also energies blazing like the sun, floating freely like clouds, and flowing majestically like a river.

The saying “you see as much as you know” wasn’t said for nothing.

She felt energies she hadn’t known before and realized that force had always been with her surroundings.

The four energies repeatedly entered and exited through her breath.

As time passed, the emotions Hazel felt were a continuous stream of joy.

Even though the force was firmly settled in her core, the four energies flowed in and out without any disturbance or conflict.

The more she forgot about her breathing and focused, the more her ecstasy heightened, eventually losing track of time as she concentrated on the energy flow.

When Hazel opened her eyes, the woman who had taught her the Harmonious Divine Technique was still knitting while rocking her chair.

Indeed, the message floating in the air confirmed that the feeling she had was not false.

As she sensed the divine power, which is essential for contracts with spirits, all the worries and heartaches she had endured alone in the high elf village flashed through her mind like a lantern slide.

A single tear rolled down her cheek.

Could this tear be the evidence that clearly shows her psychological state?

‘I miss him!’

Suddenly, she missed him terribly. She desperately wanted to see the one who had made her aware of all this joy, blessing, and happiness.

“It’s over? How do you feel?”

However, just as she was about to move, a clear voice stopped her in her tracks.

She wanted to ignore it, but the last words caught her attention, so she sighed and turned her head.

“It’s good. Regardless of whether I use the registration card or not, I thank you.”

“Really? Well, I’m glad you think of it positively. Is that how you usually speak?”

“Yes. But what did you mean by what you said at the end?”

“The end…? Ah! That. Hohohohoho. Well, who knows? Why don’t you find out yourself? By the way, you have a boyfriend, right? Treat him well. Do lots of nice things for him. Hohoho.”

At the woman’s question, Hazel’s face turned a rosy peach color.

Seeing Hazel’s change, the woman laughed loudly again and gestured for her to go quickly.

Hazel wanted to ask more, but the gentle push made her stumble, and she found herself outside the old house.

The surroundings were still the same corner of the garden from a moment ago.

Did they know when she would come out, or did the transcendent inside receive some message? A man left only a word that he would guide her and started walking ahead unilaterally.

Hazel didn’t necessarily need guidance, but she thought there was no need to openly declare she understood the structure and increase her enemies, so she quietly followed the man.

However, after urging the coachman to return to the mansion, Hazel felt a sense of emptiness.

While she was lost in selflessness due to practicing the Harmonious Divine Technique, she heard that her partner, Kim Han, had left the mansion.

With no other choice, she entered her room and stared blankly at the spiritual pill Kim Han had given her.

In the past, she would have already tossed it into her mouth, but just knowing he gave it for her made it hard to bring it to her lips.

For a long time after, Hazel repeatedly took the spiritual pill out of the storage, brought it to her mouth, and then put it back in the storage without another thought.