"I tried to capture him while it was neutralized, but he escaped using a scroll."
"Ha. How is that? The scroll has nothing to do with magic blocking?"
Julia asked with narrowed eyes as if she felt sorry. Endymion explained calmly.
"Originally, it should have been nullified. However, it seems that the scroll has a function that is much higher than that of a magic breaker or magic blocker."
Endymion added that it did not appear to be an official scroll made at the Magic Tower.
Julia frowned and made a complicated face. This was definitely an unusual situation. A force possessing such a powerful magic scroll.
"He's so brave. I didn't know he'd prepare so thoroughly and try to destroy evidence in the palace."
Who is this guy who controls someone and then tries to get rid of them when they are no longer needed? And what exactly does his power want?
Endymion stared blankly at Julia... His purple eyes, filled with worry and concern, were shining softly yet firmly.
'Killian Oberon, or else.'
As Endymion was picking out suspects here and there, his thoughts naturally turned to Killian. Julia said that he was also a wizard.
After they decided not to keep secrets from each other, Julia told her about the abilities she had developed as a child.
There was no reason to suspect that he was an old acquaintance who had reappeared so friendly and kind. Besides, Endymion didn't like him from the first impression.
'He were too affectionate.'
It might have been petty jealousy, but his eyes looked uneasy.
Silver eyes that were pure and kind without any impurities. That's why the color felt even more out of place.
So he was suspicious. The black wizard used a scroll to escape, but judging by the fact that the magic failed several times, the sword wound must have been fatal because of the magic blocking agent.
Endymion asked Boris how much magic blocking could be applied to a mid-level or higher magician. He replied that he couldn't be sure because he didn't know the exact stats but that it would have recovered by now.
He guessed he'd just have to check it himself.
Endymion, who clearly thought that Killian would come to find Julia separately, deliberately sent her to the Queen's palace first. Then, as expected, he induced a situation where Killian had no choice but to take off his ring.
Obviously, if you have the ability of a mid-level wizard or higher, your magical powers will be revealed when you take off the ring, like Julia.
But even if Killian takes off the ring, nothing happens. Now, with the unexpected answer that his magical power has deteriorated, he can no longer use magic. Then, Endymion's suspicions creep in even more.
'Has the magic power really deteriorated, or is it because of the magic blocker?'
It was a shame that he didn't hear the conversation between the Black Wizard and Chiara. If he had just heard that, he could have wiped them out on the scene.
Endymion narrowed his eyes for a moment and made a decision. For now, he would pretend not to suspect anything and let them go but then secretly release his forces to pursue them.
In any case, it was impossible to detain or investigate a foreign noble, especially a national envoy, without a justification. Furthermore, for the time being, he had decided to keep quiet about the fact that he was a magician.
'The darker it is, the more these types of people appear.'
So he planned to throw out a bait and make them fall into the trap. Endymion quickly began to formulate a plan in his head.
Now that he thought about it, this was more his style. Instead of challenging the opponent head-on, he slowly strangled them without them even noticing.
Just when Endymion was feeling satisfied and thinking that things were going well, one thing bothered him.
It wasn't the kind of look one would give to a woman like a younger sister.
Those silver eyes. If he truly thought of Julia as his younger sister, he couldn't be so desperate.
Rather than pure anger, he wouldn't have looked so hopeless that his world seemed to be collapsing just because she was going to the Magic Tower. His instincts as a man were telling him so.
Endymion twisted his lips.
"..."
"Mion, you should rest a bit today, too. I've decided to set a departure schedule for Magic Tower with Boris in the afternoon. Oh, my eyes are sore. I guess it's because I'm straining my eyes to keep myself from falling asleep."
Julia yawned and stretched, then raised her hand to take off Endymion's cravat.
"Don't your eyes hurt? Oh, right! Should I ask the maids to bring me your glasses?"
Endymion met Julia's gaze. Julia's round eyes were shining brightly..
"Are your eyes sore? Should I tell Maid of Honor Mary Anne now?"
Even the voice seemed to be expecting something. Endymion felt his mood improve again in an instant and opened his mouth.
"Why?"
"Oh, if your eyes are really tired, wear glasses. Then your eyes will be less tired."
Julia got up from her seat to pull the bell rope, smiling. Endymion grabbed her hand and made her sit back down.
"My eyesight isn't bad."
"Huh? But you were wearing glasses last time, right? Gold-rimmed glasses!"
Julia asked, wondering what he was talking about. Endymion said as he secretly pulled Julia closer to him.
"I made it."
"Oh, wait a minute. Then why are you wearing glasses if your eyesight isn't that good?"
"All the artists you like wear glasses."
"...What?"
Julia was speechless at the calm voice. Endymion took her hand and intertwined their fingers one by one and spoke shamelessly.
"Crimson Featured. Amelia Hunter. Mars Herbert. They're all artists who like to wear gold-rimmed glasses, right?"
"That's right... but..."
Her bright purple eyes shook with confusion. Her lovely face seemed to not yet understand what was going on.
Endymion's smile grew darker and darker. He then grabbed Julia's in terlocked hands tightly and drove the wedge in.
"I wear it to seduce you."
"..."
"I see you like it. If you like it, I'll keep using it."
Endymion calmly waved the bell rope with one hand. Julia stared blankly at Endymion, who could easily wave the bell rope while sitting down with his long arms, even though she had to stand up to pull it.
Soon, the head maid received the order and quickly brought the glasses.
"It's okay?"
Beyond the sparkling gold rim, the blue walls curved. The eyes, filled with sweetness, were exquisitely beautiful.
"I, I don't know. What the hell are you doing? You're really ridiculous!"
Julia turned 90 degrees from the position where she had been facing him as if she found it ridiculous. However, her eyes, which were honest about her tastes, unconsciously turned to the side.
'Honestly, he's really handsome...'
Then their eyes met. Julia felt her heart pounding so hard it hurt when she saw those blue eyes smiling like a boy's.
"You can look at it openly."
"Okay... Okay."
"You don't like it? Then I won't use it anymore."
"..."
"It's useless. so I should tell them to destroy it right away..."
"No!"
Finally, Julia screamed and grabbed Endymion.
The gold-rimmed glasses were still clutched in his hand as if he had really intended to throw them away. Julia looked at him as if she was possessed, smiling broadly while frowning as if he were really not going to wear his glasses again.
'My heart...'
Her heart was beating very fast, even though he wasn't wearing his glasses.
It was strange. It had never happened before for no reason. She didn't know why her heart was beating so fast, and it was hard to make eye contact, even though they weren't physically intimate.
Julia bit her lip, not knowing what to do.
She felt like her veins were being pulled, and her nerves were constantly on edge, making it hard to pretend like nothing was wrong. It was the first time in a long year that something like this had happened!
'Oh, it's so absurd. It's so absurd.'
Julia, who had been desperately brainwashing herself, eventually snatched the glasses away and hid them tightly in her jewelry box. Then she told Endymion to go change his clothes and kicked him out.
***
7. The Enchanted King.... Wife?
The Soare family fell into misery.
Chiara Soare's crimes were two attempted murders of the Queen and an escape from prison. Her involvement with the impure magician forces was kept secret, but she could not escape punishment.
Chiara was subjected to harsh interrogation.
However, she seemed to have lost her mind while in prison. She was talking nonsense and making a fuss, saying she couldn't remember anything. She also continued to show strange signs, such as crying and then suddenly getting angry.
Ultimately, the three-day interrogation ended in failure, and Chiara was sentenced to death by hanging.
She was forced to hang herself in a dark and cold special prison, but she threw a violent tantrum.
"Ahhh! Let me go!"
He even spat on the knight three times. In the end, Chiara Soare was brutally executed. Duke Soare, who was additionally found guilty of aiding his daughter in crimes, tax evasion, and leaking state secrets, was also beheaded.
All the blood relatives of Soare, who had been confident in their power and were proud, were punished or exiled from the country. The enormous wealth was returned to the national treasury without exception, and the luxurious mansions were closed. The royal family of Tirve took moral responsibility for the failures of their collateral line and ceded many rights to Semele.
In this way, the Duke of Soare, who boasted of a long history of power, went down in history as a traitor.
***
"...Could you stop staring? I can tell even when you breathe."
"Then go out."
en waiting. rus long legs crossed, ni s posture disheveled, yet an aura of Intimidation that could not be hidden flowed. Then Boris pretended n ot to notice as if nothing had happened.
"Haha, this carriage ride is really nice! This is only my second time riding it, but it is definitely the best. ...Is it because it is for the King's exclusive use, Your Majesty?"
"Maybe so. Just sit comfortably."
Julia said kindly, unfolding the map.
"As expected of our Queen!"
Boris shouted with a very moved voice. Then, he sat down proudly on the soft seat. Endymion's eyes narrowed at the sight.
"'We'? That's quite rude of a term?"
"Huh? It's not rude. It's a friendly title."
Boris slowly moved away, making excuses as if he were being wronged. Naturally, he moved further away from Endymion and closer to Julia.
Eventually, Endymion's face, which had been showing a discontented expression the whole time, hardened into a cold expression.
"Get out now."
"Uh."
Boris flinched urgently. At the same time, Julia opened her mouth without taking her eyes off the map.
"Mion."
"Yes."
A gentle voice answered quickly. It was a complete change from the attitude he had just had seconds ago, when it seemed as if Boris would be thrown out of the moving carriage.
"A split personality...?"
Boris muttered to himself as he glanced at Endymion. No matter how many times he had seen it, he still couldn't get used to it.
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