The sight of Saint Mia and the Earl of Haven being carted off in the great eight-carriage of baggage was a bit of a comfort to Ally's memory of the past nine decapitations.
But I can't help but think that she's going to back down quietly like this.
＜Magic doesn't last forever, so... The spirits of the four natural attributes, the apostles of darkness, and the angels of light will work on behalf of the magical power in the bodies of the magic emissaries. In other words, if you want to keep being enchanted all the time, you'll keep being sucked out of the magic all the time. Even Mia can only call someone she thinks is the right person.
As for that, the past nine times my memory had proved it.
There are many noblemen in the kingdom of Orlandia, but when it comes to young men who are able to meet Mia's expectations of great looks, an unimpeachable status, and sufficient assets, the number is narrowed down to a few.
I'm not talking about the level of difficulty of enchantment. Even though Mia has inexhaustible magical power, it's not something that can be wasted at a moment's notice.
＜After all, should I confide in Maximilian about my past? I don't tell you that I am Duchess Alicia, the fiancée of the Duchess who was executed nine times by him.
In the corner of her mind, Allie had been thinking about it all along as she worked her way through the process of getting Stila to bed.
I made up my mind to be a bystander, and I still want to be, though. Deep down, I find myself almost forgiving Maximilians, who have become completely different from my past nine lives.
＜I don't know how to unlock the enchantment magic, but if I go head to head with the Muscle Special Squadron, I might be able to make some kind of breakthrough. Yeah, let's do it! >
We enter a dream world as our beloved Stila listens to the delightful stories spun out of Allie's mouth.
It's a great way to get a better idea of what's going on in your life. As soon as he thought, "Eh," a pain hit him like a sharp blade being thrust at his heart.
＜Ughhhhhh.................................................... >
Allie pressed her chest with both hands and curled up her body. Master! [Ally! The shout of "I'm not going to do this!" goes directly to my brain.
Takkun's sharp claws descend in front of him. I could see Abel popping up from the black spot.
The pain, so intense that the running lights are spinning in my brain, goes away just as abruptly as it came. Allie cocked her head vigorously as she was held up by Abel's long arms.
''Are you alright, Ally?''
＜Oh, yeah, I'm sorry I worried you. For a moment, my heart hurt like it had been struck by lightning.... But it's all right now. It's over.
You've had a cold spell, master.
Grateful that Stila was a child who rarely got up once she fell asleep, Allie borrowed Abel's shoulder and moved to the couch.
I thought I'd confide in Maximilian about my past. Of course, I don't want to talk about Alicia, who was denied, and me now. In a heraldic sort of way, I thought I'd warn you about Saint Mia...
"In that moment, the pain hit you, didn't it?
A fluffy, floating Abel put his hand to his mouth and looked down at Allie as if he was thinking about something. Allie nodded her head.
"Perhaps that's what 'Warning' is all about. It must have emanated from a supreme being... that is, one who could be called a god.
"Are you saying that God warned your master not to speak of his past?
Takkun dropped down to the low table in front of Arie, folded his wings and looked up at Abel.
Abel turned a difficult face and looked at Arie and Takkun alternately.
"This is just my guess. For the tenth time in her life, Ally's role is to be a thoroughgoing "bystander". I've never met a god of this world either, so I can't be sure....
"So you're saying you don't want your husband giving the muscle bastards the right answer?
"I think so," he said. It's not like the monkeys in the old tales of foreign countries, the rings that tighten when they do bad things... Ally is not a problem child like that monkey, but it's a problem to be told about the memories of the past... I think it's because of that.
Saying so somewhat crisply, Abel put his right hand in front of Allie's chest.
'Yeah, I don't have any problems with my heartbeat at all. There was no sign of evil magic at work. However, I still feel the lingering scent of a higher-ranking existence that I can't interfere with for a moment.
Is this higher being God on our side? Or are you on Mia's side?
I'm in trouble again, Allie asked with her head in her hands.
It's annoying to be ordered from the sidelines to remain a bystander, even if the other person is God.
Abel looked more than a little perturbed by her clever beauty.
"I'm sorry, I don't know. I don't know, but considering the way things have gone so far, I'm leaning towards "this"... God is basically veiled, but I'll try to find a way to access the gods of this world back in the demon world.
"Then I will train myself to be able to protect my master at all times. If you're willing to die for it, you can even shrink it to the size of a pocket.
Abel, Takumi........................................................................................................
It's not that she didn't take it on her own volition, but in fact, she was forced to play the role of "bystander," and she was at a complete loss.