Taming the future Mafia King

A World with Magic

Chapter Three: A world with magic

When Iris was in the orphanage, the sisters attending the orphans would always worry about Iris' recklessness. Fearing that it might bring her serious troubles. Iris has always been the tomboyish type of girl. She loves wearing comfortable boys' clothing, would not be afraid to rough house with the other boys and has a strong personality. Iris always dismissed their warnings as she knew how to protect and defend herself. But at this moment, Iris knew that their signs would come true.

As she steadily but slowly sank underwater, Iris could feel herself getting heavier any second. Swimming was not her strong suit. She could do almost all sports ever known but not swimming. Iris covered her mouth and nose to prevent water from coming in as she started struggling from the lack of oxygen. Looking up at the surface where the moon could be hazily seen, Iris could only think of one person. Her mother.

‘Is this how I’m going to die? Fine by me.’

Iris said to herself as her vision started to become hazy. Maybe this is the end for her. A place where no one knows, slowly dying in senseless death. Just perfect for her. If she fails, she will be with her mother on the other side. It is better than in that shitty household she is in.

With her lost hope, Iris finally closes her eyes and lets her body give in as she sinks deeper and deeper.

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Faint whispers of voices could be heard as Iris started to regain consciousness with her eyes still closed.

“What do we do? She’s still not breathing!”

Iris slightly opened her eyes as blinding brightness greeted her vision. Her vision was still unclear and hazy, but Iris could still see the bright blue sky.

‘Am I dead now?’

Iris asked herself mentally as her vision started to get more precise. But still, why can she still hear some voices whispering at each other. With her line of sight directly on the sky, a woman’s silhouette appeared as she leaned in to check on Iris.

“She’s awake! She’s finally awake! Young Miss!!” The young girl exclaimed as she showed a relieved expression.

That said, two other females dressed in the same color as the first one then showed worried expressions on their faces. Based on their outfits, they looked like maids. They all touched Iris's arm and head, checking and ensuring she was okay.

Upon feeling their warmth, Iris knew that something was wrong. Is this what the afterlife looks like?

‘Wait, I’m alive?... Seriously?’ Iris asked herself once again.

Iris furrowed her brow after the females helped her sit upright correctly. Iris looked at each of their faces as she raised a question. “W-what…what happened?”

Iris asked faintly with her perplexed expression and tone of voice. Hearing that, one of the three answered immediately.

“You almost drowned in the river! Thank God someone saw you in time.” She answered obediently as she wiped the tears on the corners of her eyes with a white handkerchief.

Upon hearing that answer, Iris froze as she hung her head low, not because she felt cold after being hauled out in the river. But by what the woman said.

‘Thank God? THANK GOD!? Just when I decided to end my life, God helped me!?’

Iris mentally screamed, with her expression getting foul. Her fisted hands, supporting her body while sitting still, were shaking in anger. When she finally decided to end her life abruptly, she was saved? Iris always thought that she had rotten luck. And she’s whether she’s alive or not.

Glimpsing the dark expression on Iris's face, the maids became once again worried. “Milady… Are you perhaps feeling unwell anywhere?”

Another maid asked carefully with an anxious tone of voice. But because Iris's head was elsewhere, she didn’t hear the question.

“f*****g hell. Is he playing a sick joke on me?” Iris muttered under her breath. Blaming God for her current situation.

Upon hearing the lady before they curse boldly without a second thought, the maids were stunned with their eyes widely staring at Iris.

“M-milady?” The first maid asked in disbelief, with her voice stuttering and shaking.

Unaware of her surroundings, Iris did not respond as her expression remained solemn, making the servants even more distressed than they already were.

“How’s her condition?”

A manly older voice appeared out of nowhere, making Iris go back to reality. Iris turned her head around, looking at the owner of the vote. It was from a man in his 50’s wearing a noble-looking robe, followed by a much older bald man wearing all white.

“Lord Einar!”

The three maids' in unison, called out his name with relief upon seeing his presence. They immediately stood and respected the man by leaning down and giving him a bow. On the other hand, Iris has a different reaction upon seeing the newcomer. She raised a brow, and her face remained stern as she stared at the new face.

Looking closely at everyone, Iris realized she didn’t know any of them. The place they are in was also very new to Iris. To be exact, Iris doesn’t even know the hell she was. The last thing she remembered is that she fell into a shallow lake on a late evening. Speaking of which, Iris knew that the small lake Iris always visited was below knee-deep. Then, how come she ended up drowning in deep water?

Once again, Iris was in a daze as many confusing things ran through her head. And upon seeing the dumb face she was making, the noble man furrowed his brows.

“What is she doing?”

He asked the female maids with a serious expression and authoritative tone of voice

Upon hearing that, the oldest-looking maid answered obediently with a troubled look. “I fear lady Lucy might be in shock after almost drowning in the river.”

That said, the nobleman remained silent as he looked at the man following behind him. And it looked like the other man understood immediately what the noble man wanted him to do. Seeing the long white gown the older man was wearing with a long white cap, Iris immediately recognized him as a priest based solely on his looks.

“Do excuse me for my rudeness, my lady.” The old man asked softly, placing his hand closely above her head.

With that action, Iris stared at the older adult with perplexity. Iris was unsure what he would do, so she closed her eyes. But seconds passed, and nothing happened. Instead, Iris felt warm and comfortable for some reason.

She slowly opened her eyes, taking a peek at what was happening. But upon doing so, Iris was rained down with small green orb-like lights. And it came from the older adult's palm. As surprising as it seems. Only one thing came into her mind.

‘M-MAGIC!?’