Chapter 105
Chapter 7. Chameleon Game
Is there anything as magnificent as magic in this world?
These days, a single cough could send stars spinning before my eyes. Glinda had sneered, saying I’d recover if I rested for a month or two, but thanks to Dante’s stubborn insistence, I finally got to meet a healing priest.
At that moment, the hypocrisy felt surprisingly welcome. I had expected pain relief from Ren’s transfer of holy power—or slightly more—but one casting of healing magic had my bones mended completely.
Could any possessor in this world witness that and not become a devoted follower of magic?
The problem was, Camilli herself had never been particularly skilled at magic. Sure, excelling in a major was never a guarantee, and I’d barely used my own specialty back on Earth.
Still, seeing myself now, struggling even with the simplest spells I once could handle, relying constantly on cumbersome artifacts, it was frustrating. How long must I cling to these dangling accessories just to function?
Ailrose— who was skilled in magic—contacted me just as my longing for real magic was peaking. We decided to visit the Feren estate’s greenhouse, celebrating Ailrose’s recovery and discussing Hongik Ingan matters.
“…Bali? What are you doing here?”
Meeting Bali Aidepen there was unexpected.
Ailrose, Bali, and I—all three of us—headed to the Feren greenhouse garden to enjoy tea.
As we talked, I learned something intriguing.
“So, you just gave in because he was handsome?”
“Oh, I don’t know if he was angry or excited, but his eyes were blazing. How could I not give in to such a fiery gaze?”
“……”
Ailrose twisted awkwardly, her cheeks flushed, recounting the events at the Midas estate with Wyner.
“I’m sorry if it bothered you. He was just too handsome to resist.”
“Well, it’s not like he’s an ex-boyfriend, so it’s not exactly upsetting…”
Even so, causing such a scene while on a mission seemed entirely unreasonable.
Not just any man—one of the male leads! If the original story’s flow got disrupted, what would happen to Ilui’s romance? Ilui Hope is the hope of all of us!
“A young and handsome guy is tempting you—you don’t have to resist.”
But Bali, ever the scandal-maker, treated her kindly. Not only did she sympathize, she even high-fived Ailrose, leaving me baffled.
So the revelation was this: these two, who seemed polar opposites on the surface, were actually of the same kind. One openly promiscuous, the other shy but just as morally flexible, with no intention of hiding it.
Naturally, I couldn’t help but worry. If it got out that I was close to these two…
‘My reputation…’
Normally, with noble status, I wouldn’t care what the social scene thought, but I had to marry a priest. I hoped Priest Vice wouldn’t misunderstand me—good company isn’t always guaranteed!
“So, what did you want to tell me? You said to meet.”
Chewing on a scone, Bali spoke indistinctly. Two days ago, I contacted her via Rouge, and I nodded.
“I think I’ve figured out how to renew my residence permit.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but I’ll need Hongik Ingan’s help.”
I shared the hints I had gathered and my hypothesis, expressing my desire to participate more directly in saving the possessor.
Renewing the residence permit depended on saving the possessor, so I had to get more actively involved.
Meeting Ailrose was part of that plan—although I occasionally practiced artifact usage with Hawk, I needed a more accessible teacher.
Adequate magical skill would greatly help my work in Hongik Ingan.
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