My Presumed Fiancé, Who I Thought Was Around 120 Years Old and Whose Face I Didn’t Know, Turned Out To Be a Transcendent Beauty – Chapter 9

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗

In the unlikely event that the mage was enthusiastic about marriage, there was a possibility that Mabel would not be able to refuse, no matter how much she objected.

However, Eugene seemed to have no interest in this marriage at all. In other words, as long as they could come up with a plan to protect the country, there was no need for marriage, and they could smoothly resolve this matter.

‘But how exactly can we protect the Eakes Kingdom…’

Marriage was, of course, meaningless.

If they thought about money, there was no appeal to money for a mage who could destroy a country with their power alone. However, even if they explained the situation and asked for their help, the twisted mage would give a sneer and call the princess foolish.

That left only one method.

‘Blackmail! Find a weakness that I can exploit!’

Fight poison with poison.

In exchange for this immense power, the mages must have some weakness.

Even if they were powerful, they were still human. They must have one or two secrets they didn’t want others to know. Find those secrets, keep them secret, and ask them to protect the Eakes Kingdom in exchange. That was it.

“Hurry up and go back to your master or whoever. Tell them that even if I get married, I will never use my power for their sake.”

Eugene said this and tore up the marriage contract he had in his hand into small pieces. He then pressed the fragments into Mabel’s hands. Although Mabel was a little shocked to see the document about her own marriage in such a state, she bit her lip and held back her emotions. 

I can’t back down now.’

In order to get a hold of his weakness, she needed to observe him more closely than anyone else. For that, she had to stay in this castle no matter what.

“I-I can’t do that!”

“What?”

“I-I came here as Mabel-sama’s attendant! I can’t just leave on my own.”

Mabel desperately looked at Eugene and argued with him. Eugene stared back at her for a while, but eventually sighed as if it didn’t matter.

“Do as you please.”

“Huh?”

“Whether you stay or not, it doesn’t matter to me. You’ll probably run away in a few days anyway.”

“I-I promise I won’t run away!”

“Is that so?”

With a snort, Eugene picked up the blanket that had fallen to the floor and went somewhere. While watching his back, Mabel gently squeezed the crumpled piece of paper in her hand, biting her lip. 


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