The Beloved Fiancee Is Likely to Be the Villain - Chapter 13

After setting up a ward in an empty classroom to cut off contact with the outside world, Raphael nodded curtly.

“Ulysses? Yes, she has a triple charm on her. There is a big magic stone in her room. She seems to think it’s just a talisman, but it’s the source of the magical power for the blessing.”

I opened my mouth in bewilderment.

They are a group of people who will never get along.

“Did you go into Miss Ulysses’ room?”

Instead of Harold, ……, I’m going to be direct and say something that I’m not so sure about.

Raphael shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

“I was allowed to come over for the weekend,” he said. “Ulysses invited me to her room, and I didn’t push my ulterior motives.”

“Did you have ulterior motives?”

“Of course I had an ulterior motive, since I was going to a girl’s room.”

“And what’s with the “loving” nickname you call her?”

“It’s an exotic term of endearment. It sounds cute, doesn’t it?”

As one would expect from a womanizer of rare caliber, he is a womanizer to the bone. When I asked him to investigate and gave him permission to approach Miss Ulysses, I was surprised that he came to my house.

Raphael, who is smiling, has no playfulness in his voice, but his investigations are the result of a combination of hobby and practical use. It is a way of gathering information that Harold could never do.

“So, you are saying that there was a magic stone at her room ……?　And that it has the blessing of enchantment?”

There are several types of charms, but some of them are forbidden because their effects are too strong. A blessing that can even manipulate the human mind can no longer be called a blessing in the simplest terms, but a curse. Fascination or Enchantment is a first-class forbidden curse.

The son of the eccentric wizard rubbed his fingertips together as he returned to the topic at hand, his eyes entranced.

“Yes, it’s the blessing of ‘Enchantment’ on a sleek, round, glossy congealed magic crystal too big to fit in one hand …….”

“If it’s that big of a crystal, people will remember it.”(Vincent)

“Maybe we can track down the purchaser.”(Harold)

“Oh, my God, are you people capable of such tactless associations? It’s exciting to imagine ……who carved the magic circle and who cast the spell, let alone the person who acquired it.”(Raphael)

“All right, we’ll look into the processors and the wizards as well.”(Vincent)

Despite the “you don’t understand” written all over his face, Raphael remained silent. He knew that this was a request from me to investigate Ulysses’ background, so he couldn’t interrupt in my planning.

In fact, the scariest people are the ones who pretend not to think, but do.

“The “Enchantment” effect makes the people around her fall head over heels in love with her. Especially those who have curiosity or fondness for Ulysses because of the novel. It’s quite instructive to see how a simple fairy tale can have such a synergistic effect on magic.”

“Does it have a stronger effect when touched?”

“Of course! The closer the object is, the more places and the more times it is touched, the stronger the charm will work.”

Raphael winks at me with a thumbs up.

The more I listen to him, the more frightening the blessing becomes to me. No wonder it is a first-class forbidden curse.

“What about women?”

Elizabeth is under the spell of “return of the evil spell” because she is my fiancée, but the other daughters are naturally not under such a spell. I don’t want her to fall under the spell of Miss Ulysses like Edward and Luke, although I didn’t see them often neither am I fond of them.

When I asked him about it, Raphael gently averted his eyes.

He had a reserved look on his face, which was unusual for this man.

“Of course, it would work on a woman who liked “Star maiden,” even though she didn’t have much to do with her.”

I thought he knew what I wanted to ask, but Rafael scratched his cheek in frustration.

“I’m not sure if Ulysses is well liked by your fiancée’s friends. ……”

“If they don’t like her, they won’t be affected by the blessing?”

“I mean, it works a little bit, but it’s counterproductive, it’s makes them feel repulsive and hate the person even more.”

“I see.”

I looked at Harold, who was standing behind me, thinking that I remembered his repulsive reaction after accidentally touching her. Harold is staring at the front of the room with a look on his face that says he has nothing to do with it. Apparently, he had gotten over the trauma. He did report that he had ruined one of his pillows, though.

“You should ask Raphael to cast “The Return of the Demon” on you too, Harold. It’s not very powerful, but it might help you against Miss Ulysses.”

“I wonder if I could cast a spell with a special charm that would only charm her.” Raphael mumbles with a curious look on his face.

Without waiting for Harold’s reply, Raphael begins to cast the spell. His expression says “I’m not sure how to do it, but I’m sure you’ll be able to find a way to make it work for you”.

While muttering a long incantation as if he were singing, Raphael clasped his palms together. Light leaks out from the space between them and envelops Harold. I, who am regularly having to reapply the “return of magic,” and Harold, who is accompanying me, both remember this scene.

Harold stepps forward and nods toward Raphael. He holds his hand above Harold’s head, and whispers in a low voice.

“–Break the power of the Devil to this one. ……~”

Raphael’s face relaxes as soon as the light disappears. Harold didn’t look any different, but the magic was properly activated, so it must have taken.

Harold breathed a sigh of relief and stood back behind me again.

“I’m sorry for your trouble,” I said. “I’ll ask for Lord Domenic’s help in identifying the source of the stone and the processor. Let me know if there is anything else.”

I rearranged the information again and thanked him, thinking that things were getting complicated.

Marquis Domenic Marshall is Raphael’s father. He is my mentor and the head of magic-related affairs in the royal palace. If there is any suspicious movement of magic stones, I must be in the loop.

I will have to explain the situation to my father as well. …… To be honest, I don’t really want to explain him or my mother if I can help it.

As I raised my eyebrows in anticipation of the ordeal that was sure to come, Raphael cocked his head.

“We’re not done talking yet, okay?”

“What?”

“I wasn’t the only one who went to Ulysses’ house. Edward was there too.”

“What?”

“She even said she would invite Master Luke next time. It’s a very bad idea to gather all the men together and have them compete against each other.” Raphael clicks his tongue and shakes his head.

“Haaaaaaahhhh ？？？？”

“Edward was like, ‘Why the hell are you here? ‘”

Neither I nor Harold had time to reply to Rafael, who chuckled, “We’re both in this together, aren’t we?”

I thought that there might have been such a scene in “Otohoshi,” and fragments of a string of words vaguely flashed through my mind as I refused to think about it.