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“Madam, you should listen to one thing I want.”
“Because it’s the 170th anniversary since we met.”
Irene felt a strange goosebump run down her spine at the sight of Ian smiling as he recited the words he had just said.
Irene beamingly grinned.
“It’s what your beloved husband wants, so you won’t listen to anything?”
Even though he said it to her face, Irene was crying on the inside.
‘What the heck are you asking for!’
There is no way she can get away with anything. Even though she resented Ian deep inside, Irene was relieved.
In any case, the entrance to the Magic Tower was a success. Even though she was wearing the shackles of the name of her husband.
“You promised me.”
Ian smiled and continued to talk. Irene’s spine cooled a little more.
“That’s…… Could you give me some hints? What are you asking for? I can prepare better if I know in advance.”
“It’s not necessary. Because you are always perfect in your own right.”
“Hahaha… I’m embarrassed. Don’t do that. Just give me a hint. What do you want from me? Can’t you give me just a little hint?”
“It’s not possible.”
Looking at the scene, the attendants gave it a hazy look.
Even the scuffle seemed to them to be an affectionate squabble. It was all the more so because he knew that Ian was never the kind of person to have a conversation without context like that with someone.
‘Oh, my. They make a great couple.’
‘I’m really lucky to be able to serve these people!’
‘Just looking at it makes it sweet.’
Only Charlotte, a maid with orange hair, observed the couple with a stark gaze.
The twin buildings that most people know as the “Magic Tower” may be found standing tall on either side of Rosena Street.
My eyes immediately widened as soon as I stepped foot onto the roadway.
Is this what it means to be in a different world?
The whole street was decked out in pink and heart-shaped decorations to ensure that the festival for lovers lived up to the expectations set by its moniker.
Additionally, there were ornaments in the shape of hearts adorning the staff mages that could be seen all over the Magic Tower.
‘It’s boring. It’s terrible.’
My tongue stuck out at the sight of being horribly devoured by the concept.
Indeed, it was like a festival that had become the trademark of the capital in just a few years since it started.
Mages who had come out into the open were selling all sorts of magic items. It got to the point where you couldn’t tell whether he was a magician or a seasoned trader merely by glancing at his intriguing appearance anymore.
“Try a perfume made with a secret from the magic tower! It’s double your attractiveness— oh dear.”
The magician, who had been reciting a skilful speech was surprised to find us.
Yeah. You’ve never had a Commander of the Holy Knight or a saintess as guests before, have you?
I tried to hide my embarrassment by flashing the widest smile I could muster.
“Hello! The bottle of perfume is very pretty. Can I give it a try?”
“Oh! Su-sure! Miss Romina! Here’s the place to try, quickly!”
The wizard hurriedly called his comrades. During the show, the two wizards had a heated conversation.
“It is a perfume that makes full use of the charm of jasmine, which is known for its enchanting fragrance. In addition to the beautiful and expensive herbs, we also subtly mixed our secret ingredients of the magic tower. Even if you simply give it a single spritz, the subtle aroma will stay with you for as long as three days.”
“Let me smell it. ……Hmm!”
When I put the test paper close to my nose and took a light whiff, a unique scent came out. It was nice to smell the flowers, almost as if one had their nose buried in a bouquet.
“It’s really fragrant. Sir Ian, do you want to smell it?”
Ian took my test paper with a stiff face. It was probably the first thing he had ever seen in his life.
Ian looked very awkward as he brought the perfumed paper to his nose. This new appearance of his was also fairly surprising given that he was a person who, no matter what he did, was always filled to the brim with leisure.
I asked, blinking on purpose and grinning to myself.
“What do you think? Honey, do you think I’ve become twice as attractive?”
Ian gazed down at me in silence for a moment.
Even though those eyes were cold, I did not freeze. We are already in the thick of the crowd. Even if he didn’t like it, Ian would have no choice but to try to keep up with me.
Then Ian said it while angling the corners of his mouth upward.
Not the reaction I was expecting. In a moment of panic, Ian continued.
“I’m not sure if it smells the same as what I usually smell from you.”
“Oh, my gosh!”
“Oh my, my my. Oh my god.”
Oh my god.
I stared at Ian with blank eyes. When I couldn’t answer, Ian’s cheerful gaze revealed a trace of sneering.
‘When the hell did it turn out like this.’
Where did this guy, who had his body hardened even when his skin touched me, go away, then come back as Casanova, who seemed to have been seducing women for a hundred years?
“S-so are you.”
I tried to pull up the corners of my mouth and smile face-to-face.
“Aren’t you a little too into me? I don’t know.”
I can’t lose.
I twisted my body and slapped Ian’s chest. I never thought the day would come when I would hit Ian this way.
Ian’s eyes changed just a little, making it so that I was the only one who could see him standing closer. It was a look that made me feel like someone was always watching me.
I pretended not to see it and went in a different direction.
Apart from this, there are a plethora of things to see and do in the surrounding area. I snooped around, taking an interest in each of them. First and foremost, I had to pretend that I was having a good time at the festival.
‘I don’t know if there are people who can truly enjoy themselves in this situation.’
The festival was bustling with people, but the area around us was empty, like a round clearing. Everyone was staring at us from a few steps away as if they were watching a performance.
I tried to ignore those gazes and looked around.
“Wow, what else is that? There’s a long queue!”
I pointed to one side, engrossed in the performance by the girls. I’m not sure what they’re doing, but the place is already crowded with people waiting in line. It was a place Ian, who doesn’t like to have a lot of fun with other people, would despise. So it was perfect for my purposes.
My goal today was to distract Ian as much as I could, Of course, I know that this guy can’t be caught off guard, but I still had to do my best.
“Hurry up, let’s go!”
When I was urged on, Ian was dragged along without being able to resist.
When I got closer, I saw a wizard standing tall in the centre of the crowd, explaining something.
“That contentious potion developed by the Magic Tower! A forbidden invention that God Elune will be angry with! Finally, I would like to introduce you to the love potion!”
The onlookers were showing their excitement by clapping their hands in time to the wizard’s excited shouting.
“Only a single drop! One drop of this liquid is all it takes to make someone fall in love with them the very first time they meet. Truly, the world’s most desired magic potion that allows you to play with people’s minds!”
“Really? Is it really just one drop of this?”
“Of course! The effect is 100% guaranteed. Full refund if not effective! There will never be another opportunity like this again!”
“Oh my god! It must be real!”
It’s a love potion.
It’s really varied. I glanced at the magician, who was anxious to find new customers, with eyes that were just a little bit frigid. How much money does the owner of the magic tower hope to make by taking this course of action?
Anyway, it’s about the Master, who is like a crow, and if everything is glittering with gold, he is a money ghost that nobody can afford…… Well, by the way, does it really work?’
No matter how great the Magic Tower’s magic is, can it even control people’s minds?
I cast a suspicious glance at the bottle that the magician was holding up in front of me. My eyes locked on the magician in a split second.
“The very same enchanted substance that God Elune would outragedly forbid once he finds out that… Huh? Huh?”
The mage who found me in the middle of the talk stumbled. The wizard’s eyes trembled, and then he began taking turns looking at Ian and me.
The people who were watching looked at me, muttering.
The wizard hurriedly put on an awkward smile.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong. What I just said was that I was just trying to appeal to customers…”
The wizard’s complexion was white as if he had been stung by mentioning the god Elune in front of the saintess.
I burst out laughing. They don’t seem to know how hot the religion of Elune is. They are a group that accepts them even if the leader of the Holy Knights and the saintess who sparked a great scandal openly set up a bridal chamber in the cathedral.
“You’re right. We are not a group that is overwhelmed to the point where we are unable to go through each and every one of these things.”
“You really feel the same way as I heard you…! Oh, are you curious, too, Saintess? Do you want me to help you demonstrate?”
I was lost in thought for a while.
I didn’t believe there was any kind of magic that could create real love, but I couldn’t help but be intrigued. Wouldn’t that have the effect of making you feel at least a little bit more likeable?
“Ian. How is it? Let’s stop by-“
As I tried to urge Ian, I realised he was looking the other way, far away. With a terrifyingly frozen expression.
I turned to look in the direction that Ian was staring but saw nothing. I cautiously called Ian.
Only then did Ian take in his gaze from afar.
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing. I think I saw something, but I must have been mistaken.”
Ian shook his head lightly and looked back at me.
“Why did you call me?”
“Because of that. That magic potion, I want him to demonstrate it!”
At the place I pointed to, the wizard and all of the other people who had already gathered there were staring at us.
Ian squinted his eyes and read what was written on the huge banner that was set up in the middle of the area.
“A thrilling electric shock to the heart of the guy that you like?”
Ian recited the potion’s catchphrase in a monotone voice. The way he pronounced the word and the way it was meant to be understood were completely out of sync with one another.
“Yes, yes. That potion.”
“Why should you give an electric shock to the heart of someone you like?”
Ian asked me with a hard face.