Became the Hated Illegitimate Son of the Duke in Romance Fantasy

48 – Episode 48

A week has passed since Xenia started screaming and crying in my room.

I had to run into Misty, who made a very burdensome declaration, but I kept avoiding the seat and running around.

Every time that happened, Misty had to follow me with a dissatisfied face, but after going into the room, locking the door, a book to empty her brain, a cup of coffee, and a box of tobacco, everything was solved.

A few hours later, when she opened the door to leave the room, wanting to go for a night walk, she was slightly appalled to see Misty, who was sitting in front of him and fell forward – her eyes slightly red, as if she had been crying a little. I did.

That would be a minor happening.

I thought about it a lot for a week.

Even if you get out of the trisium, which is nothing short of a classroom.

At first, I thought of a swordsmanship department that nobody knew.

I looked for information on my own, and it didn’t seem like a good option unless I had trained my body since childhood and had exceptional talent.

In addition, it is said that parents meet each other from a young age and are closed, but that means that there is something that is connected between the parents, but in fact, the famous swordsmanship families are connected separately.

That’s why I’m lightly excluded from the options.

The next one was a collection of methods for making magic, building a castle, or something like the gun that shot the prince the other day…

Numbers, especially mathematics, are excluded from the options because it has been a long time since I built a wall.

In the end, all that was left was either the Department of Political Science or the Department of Magic.

And since there were three people I knew in the Faculty of Magic, I was even more reluctant.

Misty, who clings to and courts her even though she keeps rejecting it, the frantic prince, who seems to be crazy, and Julieta, who is slightly less crazy than the prince, but still doesn’t seem normal when you see him hanging around.

The only remaining option is the Department of Political Science, where Xenia is always looking at me, unable to speak properly.

Yes, one would be better than three.

With that in mind, I decided to go to the Faculty of Political Science and wrote it down on the paper I was given with a pretty flamboyant cursive handwriting.

And tomorrow I put the paper in a white envelope and handed it to Mr. Louise, no, I was going to hand it over.

“Well, why don’t you transfer it to the Faculty of Magic?”

“I don’t want to go there again.”

“Why don’t you like it?”

A strange sound came from the left.

Usually, a hallucination is a feeling that echoes in your head beyond your ears.

Perhaps, I should have realized something was wrong here.

“Misty, who would stick by my side with pleasure, the image of the crazed prince seeing that and contemplating whether I should drop my neck, and the less crazed Julieta groaning that she would burn me if I gave the order. I don’t want to worry.”

“I didn’t know Your Highness would be treated like that.”

“That’s right, it’s been a while since I’ve had a vivid hallucination.”

His voice was more vivid than usual.

The words that didn’t come back even when I answered them came back.

And I couldn’t take into account that I felt a little body temperature.

Yes, she was going to go to the Faculty of Political Science.

Until Julieta came to me.

While I was smoking a chain-smoker, staring at a piece of paper with a ridiculous saying on it, saying that the grace of the Emperor had been bestowed upon me by Mr. Louise, Julieta entered my room without asking my permission.

“…?”

I don’t know how I got here.

I wonder if he came in using some kind of spell because he was a proud wizard.

When I looked to the side, I couldn’t see the crown prince who was supposed to be making a bad face.

Since the prince was always by my side, I never thought that he would come to me alone.

“Why are you staring at me like that? Ah, don’t worry, I won’t tell you anything like that.

Even Nara-sama curses at places where there are no people, um. Come to think of it, His Highness the Crown Prince is Nara.”

Even if you rub your eyes once, pour the wine from the glass into the sink, and drink a glass of water, the person in front of you doesn’t disappear.

“Why did you come?”

I point to the broken door behind me and say.

“Breaking down even the intact door…”

“That’s because he won’t open the door even after knocking for a few minutes.”

When I tried to get angry at that, Julieta covered my mouth and gave me an answer that I couldn’t even answer.

“There is obviously a biological reaction inside.”

“At that time, maybe you just didn’t want to open the door.”

“Maybe he’s dying clutching at his heart.”

“So why did you come into the room after all?”

At that, Julieta pointed to the paper under my hand.

“Come to the Faculty of Magic.”

“Your Highness is giving orders?”

“No, that’s my personal opinion. Just a recommendation.”

“Can I hear the reason?”

“Oh, of course. I’ve prepared a lot of stories to convince you.

To be honest, I don’t know if you’ll hear it because it’s an obvious story.”

Julieta utters her incantation and conjures a ball of fire out of her air.

The round fire spun around, then stretched out, then got smaller and began to change into a pen shape.

Holding on to that pen, he scribbled letters in the air, leaving behind an afterimage.

All of them were colorful patterns.

Just like the pattern of an aristocratic family.

“Doesn’t something sound familiar? These are the families that oppose your adoption this time.

Too many, right? Even for villagers who can’t even properly hear the news of His Majesty’s Majesty’s orders, this is enough. It’s threatening.

Even if a loyal idiot expresses his loyalty with poison, it’ll be a headache. “

A dainty hand stretched out from the side of the pattern, and a weapon was formed from the tip.

Then, as the patterns hold up their weapons and stab a doll that looks halfway like me in the middle, it burns and disappears.

“Honestly, are you crazy?

The successor to the family has already been decided, so why bother taking classes in the same classroom?

I don’t think this would be the case, unless it’s pretty cheesy, crazy, or desperate.

So come to the Faculty of Magic, at least that won’t happen.”

I don’t answer.

So what comes next is silence.

In the lukewarm atmosphere, Julieta stared at me for a long time, waiting for my answer.

“…I am.”

Why does Xenia come to mind?

It’s not like attachment, affection, or love, but something engraved in your head.

The education given by the Duchess herself from an early age turned people into Pavlov’s dogs, probably something like that.

“Is it because of Misty?”

“If you say so, can you solve it?”

“No, how am I going to return the human heart?

Well, even though I’ve been stuck next to His Highness the Crown Prince for several years, I’m not getting any attention.”

She smiles slightly bitterly.

As I look at her strangely, a momentary expression takes place on her face, then a smirk again, and then she puts her hands behind her back.

“Honestly, I have no idea why Misty likes you.

Still, I wonder if there is a reason, maybe there are advantages, I look around and there is nothing.”

Saying that, she threw a fireball at the paper.

I thought I was going to burn the paper, so I panicked and stirred the fireball with my hand, but only a few letters I had written on it were erased.

“No matter what I say, it won’t convince me any more.

If you’re worried about His Highness, I’ll tell you there’s no need to be.

If she didn’t like it, she would have already buried it, but it’s clear that she likes it, seeing as her lifeline is still attached after the cheeky conversation.”

I didn’t expect you to hit the stomach of a person you like.

Actually, it doesn’t seem to mean much, it just feels like it was beaten for nothing.

Is it fortunate that I met Belita thanks to you?

Come to think of it, when will Belita come back?

When will she come back to me I think she said something, but I don’t remember her very well.

Write down the school you want, and the empty space looks like a mess.

I couldn’t even pick up a pen and just stared at the blank space for a long time.

In a way, you may be afraid of change.

If you go to the Faculty of Political Science, as always, nothing has changed, and next to Xenia you will be pointed at and called a lowly human being.

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Whether I’m in a bad mood, depressed, or wanting to die, like a constant inertia.

People will accuse a slave of stupidity who stays there to pickaxe when the chains that bind her ankles are undone.

But, as for me, I couldn’t bear to say that I was foolish.

It was like lying down and spitting.

A little bit.

Because I won’t be able to live forever with the hysterical bullsh*t the duchess used to embed into my head as commands.

“Okay, let’s go.”

I thought something would disappear in a flash, but I just walked out the door.

The door was broken, but it was still closed when it was fixed.

Unknowingly, I let my hand outstretched toward the pipe shake in the air for a long time before dropping it powerlessly.

Holding the pen with his right hand, he removed the ashes with his left hand, as if he had only slightly scorched the writing.

Then, he applies strength to his index finger and thumb to engrave letters on the paper.

Above it, there was an old-fashioned writing about wanting to go to the Faculty of Magic.

Very slowly, sometimes hesitating, but eventually to the end of the sentence.

After looking at the paper on the desk for a while, I closed my eyes for a while, then I got up from the chair and lay down on the bed.

Since Giulietta has gone somewhere, she can’t erase the text in the mysterious way she just did.

Clearing her thoughts, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.