For My Birthday, I Was Gifted Five Husbands - Chapter 101

How… How could anyone think of eating that flower?

And after clearly seeing how it grew…?

Alokes, who was chewing the flower, showed no sign of emotional disturbance. Eating a flower imbued with the essence of another allows one to gain access to basic information about the person.

‘Just like those two earlier.’

The priest who used the holding bullet and the man wielding the cane-sword. Though it wasn’t as potent as expected, a small drop of blood was still enough.

While licking the melting flower petals like sugar candy, various pieces of information flowed into Alokes.

A contract involving five husbands. Magic.

A mother who looked strikingly similar to that woman.

At fourteen, the girl stubbornly ignored her mother, who was left alone at the steam-filled train station.

At seven, she had accidentally witnessed her father’s affair, then exposed it, destroying her family.

But what intrigued Alokes the most was the woman’s true identity.

“Hmm… I didn’t know such a clan existed.”

Alokes muttered slowly, savoring the soft and sweet taste of the flower petals.

A clan that uses a man’s energy for magic… If his memory served him right, it must be the Fay clan.

‘I thought I wiped them out 500 years ago.’

He had succeeded in throwing several families into the ‘furnace,’ but when doing it alone, small mistakes were inevitable…

He continued to savor the remaining petals in his mouth until they were crushed. He rolled the last remnants of the melting petals around his tongue and swallowed reluctantly.

‘Delicious.’

The woman, bound by a twig familiar, was struggling desperately.

“Let go! You crazy pervert!”

“Pervert…?”

Alokes tilted his head slowly at the unfamiliar slang.

He had lingered with noble families 500 years ago, and the Schroder family was far too refined to use such words.

In the first place, he had no interest in carnal desires—how could he be considered a pervert?

Even when he was an ordinary wizard, he had no interest in reproductive acts with the opposite s*x. So, why would it be any different now?

He lifted the woman’s chin. Her face and body might make a man aroused, ‘intellectually’ he knew, but emotionally, it didn’t resonate with him.

Yet, it was undoubtedly intriguing.

“Eugenie Norton. You did something amusing to Tristan.”

“…!”

Eugenie, who had been struggling with all her might, immediately froze.

Her face turned bright red with shame, and a blush remained on her cheeks, but the glare she gave Alokes was sharp and fiery.

“…You. You’re the one who dropped me into the hunting grounds that day.”

“That’s right.”

Alokes responded without feeling the need to deny it.

“Why would you do something like that?”

“Because there was someone who wanted it.”

“Have you lost your mind? Someone almost died because of that!”

But before Eugenie could spit out more curses, Alokes casually plucked another blooming flower bud and licked the petals. It was such a trivial act, yet the way the woman gaped in horror was amusing to him.

“A body that uses a man’s essence for magic. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen this.”

“Ah…”

After hearing those words, Eugenie’s amber eyes took on a different gleam.

This man was undoubtedly dangerous, and while they were casually exchanging words, she couldn’t predict what he might do next.

‘But he knows something.’

No matter how much she searched through expensive books and materials, all the records about magic in this empire were completely erased. And wasn’t finding her mother’s family or anyone she knew already part of the “things that needed to be dealt with”?

“You… Do you know about my family?”

“I do.”

Alokes gently lifted Eugenie’s chin as he answered in a soft tone.

“The once most powerful family of magic, the beautiful Fay clan.”

Their magic was so strong it could twist the natural order and grant wishes, but Alokes spoke in a voice tinged with mockery and regret.

“A bloodline that destroyed itself, obsessed with love, Eugenie Norton.”

“Destroyed…?”

Eugenie muttered the word absentmindedly, then quickly furrowed her brow and snapped.

Theodora Norton, or rather, Theodora Fay—could it be that she still had no family?

“Did you kill them?”

“Hmm, perhaps I killed a few from the Fay clan.”

Alokes slowly shrugged his shoulders.

“But they were a clan that would have self-destructed without my intervention.”

The clan could only awaken by forming a bond with a man, and even one man wasn’t enough to fully awaken their abilities. But with the customs of Hermeland, that would never have been possible.

Furthermore, the Fay clan had a penalty: if they delayed awakening until their mid-twenties, they would die.

‘They could wield magic as powerful as the new Arthurian.’

Surprisingly, not many were able to overcome that penalty.

The Fay clan had always been filled with individuals who were swayed by fleeting, temporary emotions.