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β. . .Itβs frustrating.β
The workshop master muttered a single sentence, shaking his head slightly.
He furrowed his brows tightly, showing deep regret from the bottom of his heart.
βMaster. . .β
βNo, I still have a long way to go. I will develop a defense against evil that can compete with Miss Claudia. . . until the light of this old boneβs life goes out. . .!β
β. . .Donβt overwork yourself.β
βWhat are you talking about, itβs worth doing! Wait for me, Your Highness!β
(. . .Am I really a threat on the level of an ancient dragon disaster. . .)
I canβt help but think that when I see the directorβs burning enthusiasm and the nodding prince.
The giant spherical Evil-Banishing item, the result of the masterβs repeated prototypes, exploded miserably. The explosion was large due to its size, but thanks to the masterβs insistence on safety, there was no damage. It was probably fortunate.
Even so, why did the charm magic I used intending to activate it not have much effect, but the charm magic that leaked out when I was close to His Highness and my heart was pounding, turned out like that?
(. . .Iβve heard that emotions have a strong influence. . .)
I canβt help but think that I canβt see the future. Will the day come when I, when we, can overcome this?
βThe current situation is still about managing with numbers. It will continue to be a burden. . .β
βDonβt worry about it! Itβs our job! So, please, Your Highness, be with Ojou-sama forever. . .β
The craftsmen who agreed with the masterβs words raised their voices and cheered us on, saying βThatβs right, thatβs right.β
(. . .Every time the Evil-Banishing Item breaks in large quantities, they think, βAh, theyβre in a good mood.β . . .)
Thinking that naturally tightens my feelings. . . Letβs do our best, letβs do our best. . .!!!
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β. . .In the end, it didnβt work out.β
On the way back to the dormitory from the workshop, I muttered to myself while being shaken in the carriage.
The setting sun was shining in through the small window, and when I squinted at the brightness, the prince lowered the attached curtain for me.
βIt canβt be helped. Everyone did their best. . . Even if this prototype had worked, we would still aim to solve it ourselves.β
βYes! Tim-san also. . . seemed to be in the mood to do it!β
Ah, His Highnessβs eyes, which responded, were filled with trust in the master.
But after a while, His Highness sighed and looked gloomy. The long eyelashes of his downcast eyes made my heart skip a beat.
β. . .But, it canβt be helped. Introducing you as my fiancΓ©e to my father and mother will have to wait.β
βHuh?β
βWhat do you meanβhuhβ?β
The prince made a puzzled sound at my wide-eyed expression.
βEh, no, because you suddenly said it!β
βItβs hard to say that I want a woman who might make my partner a victim of charm magic to be the queen of the country.β
β. . .As you say. . .β
I swear in my heart that I have no intention of manipulating His Highness to do anything wrong, but I have no way to prove it.
(So, Your Highness, you were thinking about me like that. . .?)
He confessed, at least. Weβve communicated our feelings. His Highness said to me, βThe only one fit to be my queen is you.β I recognized our current relationship as [lovers], and I thought we would eventually get married.
I was casually thinking that we would probably get an official engagement when either His Highness or I graduated from the academy.
βYour Highness, by any chance, was that your goal from the beginning. . .?β
βThatβs right. You started saying all sorts of things when I was thinking about it. It was just right.β
β. . .So it wasnβt just because you wanted to flirt!β
Actually, when I calmed down a bit, I thought, βHuh? This is the same as saying, βWe want to flirt, so please make the Evil-Banishing Item more powerful.’β and I felt embarrassed by myself.
βOf course. At least, if the Evil-Banishing Item could block a little more, it would have been easier to introduce you. . .β
βIβm, Iβm sorry.β
βIt canβt be helped. . . Itβs not your fault.β
βBut. . .β
Even though itβs because I can use such a troublesome thing as charm magic.
β. . .If anything, itβs my fault as the receiver.β
His Highness sighed again. He sighs a lot today.
βYour Highness.β
His thick eyelashes cast a deep shadow. In the dimly lit carriage with the windows closed, His Highnessβs handsome features stood out more than usual.
β. . .To be honest, thereβs a part of me thatβs secretly pleased when you canβt control your charm magic.β
βEh?β
βYour magic control skills are already above those of a national-level magician. Yet, when youβre in front of me, you suddenly lose control. . . At least, I end up thinking that you feel that way about me.β
β. . .β
What should I do, Iβm too embarrassed to speak.
His blue eyes, which are less bright than usual due to the darkness in the carriage, look somewhat melancholic and even sexy.
βThatβs why Iβm no good. . . If I had a little more self-control, the Evil-Banishing Item wouldnβt be so broken.β
βIs, is that so. . .β
His Highness laughs with a hint of self-mockery.
Todayβs His Highness. . . Is it because his magic power is depleted? Overall, he seems weaker than usual, a different atmosphere from the imposing His Highness. Heβs not the type to laugh like this.
Iβm taken aback by his unfamiliar expression and his candid words, and I canβt help but dart my eyes around suspiciously.
However, when I raise my face and meet His Highnessβs eyes, he tilts his head slightly, raises his eyebrows, and declares boldly.
βBut, I have absolutely no intention of changing the fact that I like you.β
β. . .Your. . .High. . .β
I was knocked out by His Highness, who suddenly smiled smugly with a triumphant expression.
ββSpecifically, the Evil-Banishing Item under his cloak exploded with a bang.
Yes, this lively explosion sound is good. The one the workshop master made for me was too grand.
βI. . .Iβll do my best. . .β
βThatβs right. . . Letβs do our best.β
All I could do was nod slightly in response to His Highnessβs smile.
Iβm sure my face was red the whole time until we arrived at the dormitory, but fortunately, His Highnessβs Evil-Banishing Item didnβt explode any further.
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