(MTL)For some reason, the villainess who went backwards lost her magical

chapter 27

82 Crown Prince's Perspective

“Your Highness, your hands have stopped again.”

Hearing Cyril's voice, he raised his head.
I should have checked the documents that had piled up on my office desk one by one, but it seems that my consciousness went in a different direction.

My work isn't going as well as I thought today.
Even though I think that this is not good, I feel somewhat absent-minded.

"It's just a lot of deep sighs. Why don't you put an end to your depression?"
“It can’t be helped about today. …It’s about time Rachel left the Marquis’s mansion, and just thinking about it makes me worried.”
"Are you tracking them with magic stones? Isn't that fine?"

It wasn't just my imagination that Cyril's words felt like thorns.

Magic stone... it's about the necklace I gave to Rachelle the other day.
But it's definitely not something that tracks people.

"That's what alerts me when danger approaches.
Don't say things like chasing... that's a bad name.
“Is that so?
I did. His Highness asked me if I could create a magic tool that would allow me to know where a specific person is.”

Theodore, above all, to Cyril.
If this guy finds out, I'm sure I'll end up being pricked for years to come.
The next time we meet, I'll have to complain at least once.

However, there is no doubt that he consulted with Theodore.
I really want a magic tool that can tell where Rachel is. It is true that I thought so.

"...It seems that it's still difficult. Theodore thought it would be interesting, but he said it would take time.
We weren't in time for Rachel's departure after all."
"I knew it. If you were in time, wouldn't you have been willing to pursue it one by one?"
"It's a big difference between trying to do it and doing it."
"... Your Highness, being defiant is uncool."

While Cyril brews me a cup of tea, he looks at me with a stiff gaze.

“Shouldn’t you have advised Miss Rachel?”
"Are you going to betray me?"

From the cup placed in front of me, the scent of roses drifts.
This is the tea that Rachelle especially likes.
I always have it ready in my office and my room so that I don't run out of stock so that I can take it out whenever she comes.

Before I knew it, I myself had come to prefer this tea when I wanted to calm down.
Cyril understands that, and prepares tea according to her mood.

Originally, brewing tea was not Cyril's job.
However, because I don't like to lose my concentration when people come and go from outside while I'm working, I mastered it without realizing it.
　
…I think he's a really good guy.

Such a Cyril must be thinking ''Good job''. Give me a cold look.

“I’ll tell you first, but the chances of Theodore-sama telling Miss Rachel are higher than me.”
"Ah, that's certainly true. I can easily imagine him talking to Rachelle with pride."
"Isn't it? I don't know if Miss Rachel hates me. It's completely self-serving for His Highness."
"...Severe."

I certainly understand that it's overkill, and if Rachel finds out about it, it might even be possible that she hates me, like Cyril said.
But it's never too late to make sure.

Rachel's safety is my number one priority.
Of course, I don't want to be hated.
… No, if you hate me, I won't be able to get over it, and I don't even want to imagine it.

Still, I can't replace Rachel's safety.

I really want to protect Rachelle myself, rather than leave it to someone else.
Right next to Rachel doing her best, I want to see that figure closer than anyone else.

If you are in a position to do so.

However, as the crown prince of this country, I cannot do that.

At the same time as protecting her, I also have to protect the people of this country.

That's why I can only believe in Rachel here and wait.

"Long"

The voice that muttered so softly was so weak that I couldn't believe it was my own voice.
Even though Cyril in front of me was nagging, I could tell that he was worried about me just by looking at his expression.

“Did you plan to travel for about a month?”
"Ah, yes."

When I met Rachelle, I dressed up and told her that I would wait.
However, I can't help but miss Rachelle who just left today.

I want to see Rachel's cat-like eyes.
I want you to smile.
I want to stroke that soft, wavy, smooth hair.
And I want to hug her right now and lock her in my arms.

Just thinking about it makes me frustrated.

But the reason why she works so hard is also for my sake.
'I want to stand next to His Highness', those words will encourage me many times over the next month.

That's why I have to clean up what I need to do.

Thinking so, after taking a sip of black tea, I reached out to the papers that had accumulated and straightened my posture.
Looking at me like that, Cyril nodded with satisfaction and returned to her seat.

While checking the documents and signing at the end, I suddenly remembered that I had applied for an audience with His Majesty.
Then, with the documents at hand, I reached into the storage box on the table and put it in the confirmed drawer.

After that, I turned my gaze to Cyril and called out.

"Cyril"
"Yes, what happened?"
“Regarding the audience, what is the response from His Majesty?”
"Yes. Today, if it is about 15 minutes, it will take time."
"Is that so? I don't know if we have anything to talk about for fifteen minutes, but that's fine."

In the first place, I have never built a parent-child relationship that continues conversation.
I can't imagine His Majesty talking to me casually.

"Are you sure you want it?"
"what?"
“Are you going to meet with His Majesty and declare war?”
"Declaring war, huh. That's up to His Majesty.
Why is His Majesty so obsessed with saints? I don't understand."
"indeed.
Miss Carol has also grown quiet, and she said she would fulfill her role as a saint.
Do you really need to marry the royal family?"

It seems that His Majesty is steadily advancing the marriage between me and Miss Carol behind the scenes.
That's why if I don't talk about it here, I might be forced to summarize the story while Rachel is on a trip.

Certainly, the saint is a valuable existence for the country.
And most of the saints up until now are married to royalty.
It is written in the literature that the royal family who married the saint will become wealthy afterward.

That being said, even the most recent is a document from 300 years ago.
The actual place is unknown, and above all, it may be a creation of the saint legend that has been popular in our country for a long time.

Or did the divine protection from the Spirit King really affect the royal family?

"A holy maiden who received divine protection from the Spirit King of Light.
For His Majesty, I guess he thinks that it can be a very useful pawn.”
"If so, it will be quite difficult to persuade."
"I have to do it. This is the wall I have to face."

So let me do my battle.