This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

"Wow, it's no use trying to use me to resurrect my ancestors."

"Oh, why?

Trying to hide the upset as much as possible, Olivier stares at Cassandra. But she didn't look mindful, and kept a gentle smile on her face.

"As I said earlier, I, no, have been treated not only by me, but by those who draw intensely the blood of their forefathers. No matter how good your sister Cassandra was at witchcraft, I don't think you can unseal it."

"... right? That's what I would normally think."

"You seem confident."

"Absolutely. 'Cause I was taking precautions before the dragon did anything to you."

"Huh?"

For a moment, I didn't understand what they said.

- What did Cassandra Hagendorf say now?

She said she was taking measures. Assuming that it was true, when, where, and was it done?

"Did you do something to me?

"I did. I've been preparing you for this day for a long time."

"When and what did you do to me?!?

"Well, maybe ten years ago."

"... no way"

ten years. To that one word, Olivier ceased. I can't help it. No way, long before Jared and I met, Cassandra saw herself as a vessel for the resurrection of her ancestors.

The memories I've cultivated with her make noises and break down.

The days I spent like Cassandra and her sisters trying to be more aristocratic than anyone, even though I didn't have much freedom and no place in the mansion. Gradually, I was alienated because of my mother's stubbornness in one case, but I knew she still cared.

When I was young, he used to visit Olivier, who had a fever. Sometimes I went to the summer shelter of the Duke of Alway's house to hang out with other childhood friends.

I'm shocked that all of that was a lie.

"It was a real coincidence. I was worried about who to use as a vessel to revive my ancestors. A person of the highest possible quality, with great magic, but talented as a magician. I'm not praising myself, but it was just me."

"... yes, I guess. No, then I should not be worthy of it as a vessel. Because I have no magic."

"Yeah, right. I sealed your magic. That's why I've always been so wrong."

"Huh?"

Cassandra continued, struck by an unknown stunner several times and stiffened herself to Olivier.

"Do you remember? Ten years ago, you had a fever for days, even though you weren't sick."

"Yes... at that time, Cassandra, thanks to the medicine your sister prepared, it was helpful"

"But, you know, that medicine is just a nutrient. Olivier was only born with magic and witchcraft."

"Do I have magic? Your talent as a magician? No, it can't be. 'Cause then I should be able to use magic too!

"It should be. But that day, I sealed all your magic and your talent."

"... oh my god"

I didn't want magic. I never wanted to be a magician. If he had such talent, his father could have succeeded himself. That would have only increased my mother's danger.

But there are things I think about being deprived of magic at will without my permission. All the more so if that were to have been used for the resurrection of the original ancestors.

"The Duke of Alway family. I couldn't say that doctors, magicians, and flatteries are of high quality. That's why I couldn't derive the cause of Olivier's fever. But I realized I was going to help you. Of course, because my sister was adorable."

But Cassandra narrowed her eyes to remember the time.

"It was a great talent. You were superior to me. You possessed the magic and talent that would have surpassed that Liz Murphy, one of the most powerful magicians in history."

"I'm beyond Jared's mother... it's impossible"

I can't keep up with my thoughts. It is beyond comprehension. It is all too absurd, such as having Wahash, the head of Vault Toyfer, in his father, and beyond a former court magician with two names: "God of Destruction".

"At the time, I was already a witch of my ancestors, so I could see their magic power. You shouldn't have done that. I thought your talent was amazing. And I thought," You deserve the vessel of your ancestors. "

"Ten years ago, you decided to sacrifice your ancestors for me."

"I'm sorry. At first, I was just really showing you around. But I'm sure it won't show up as good as Olivier's. Not even your younger fiancée is as good as you."

Even if they say they have more talent than Jared, they can't be pinned. They're sealing that talent in the first place, so I can't feel it myself.

"Come on! I don't want to hear your feelings! Tell me what you did to me!

Olivier's anger finally reached its limit to Cassandra, who had just told her that she was going to use it, and so on.

I don't care how she feels or anything. I wanted to be clear about what I had done in the past.

"... sorry. I'll tell you everything. Olivier has a right to know."

"Naturally. And you have a duty to speak to me."

"I sealed the magic that awakened me to lower Olivier's fever first. To a body that had no magic before, suddenly, and too much magic was only poison. If it was over here, maybe it was good intentions. But I kept going. I used multiple seals so I wouldn't wake up again. Not to say anything to you, not to the Duke, not to Hannellone. I kept it my secret that Olivier woke up to magic."