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

chapter 52

2-4 Isaac's Perspective

“Your Highness Isaac, are you okay?”
"Oh, it's okay. ……It's much easier to swing a sword around in a knight order."

　Leaving behind the crown prince and the saint who were surprised by the magic I showed, we left the royal palace early.
　They were speechless and stunned by the words I told them. Moreover, it seems that the carriage has already been prepared so that I can rest in the shortest possible time, even though I'm acting strong but I'm about to collapse at any moment.

"I was saved because you prepared the carriage."
"I thought it would be like this."
"I thought so too, but is this still the best way?"

　Leaning her body against the backrest, she smiled at Adolfo as she repeatedly breathed heavily in order to calm her turbulent breathing. Then Adolfo lets out a big sigh while fixing his glasses with his index finger.

"Yeah, that's certainly true. Putting aside His Highness the Crown Prince, it can be said that it was a great success in attracting the interest of Marcel Marcel's daughter."

　Hearing those words, I let my chest down.
　From the saint's reaction, she grasped something about the power of darkness, but she didn't know what kind of magic she could use. She soon realized that she had no way of learning it.
　That's why the purpose of this time went more smoothly than I thought. The purpose is to directly show the power related to dark magic and to make people interested in the country of Alter. It's meaningless if I put my body up to this point and get nothing.

“Anyway, you made a good decision.”
"Have you ever used dark magic?"
"Yes. Your Highness, that."

　Adolfo, who cast his eyes down as if to care for me, let out a laughter. When he hesitated, he knew what he wanted to say.

"Ah, my power of darkness is weak after all. Only my brother can use such advanced magic to heal wounds, even though he's from the royal family."

　――Even so, it must have been worth the effort.

"That saint's face..."

　When I cut my arm with a dagger a while ago, the expression on his face at that time was truly a spectacle. Let the dignified and noble atmosphere fade in an instant.

"That's right. No one would think that His Highness the Third Prince of Orta would hurt himself in front of him."
"Well, but unlike the saint, that crown prince was more suspicious of my reasons for acting than worried."
“That Crown Prince seems to be a difficult opponent for us.”

　For me, who was in a good mood until just now that the saint's expression had collapsed, I let out a sigh at Adolfo's nail-biting words.

"Don't make people feel bad at all."
"That's it, I'm very sorry."

　While unintentionally wrinkling his eyebrows, he complained to Adolfo, but Adolfo offered a verbal apology as if he wanted to say "yes yes".

　――The crown prince, huh? I need to revise the plan depending on how much the crown prince is involved.

"Well, it's fine. For the time being, it went well. Besides, I left a souvenir, so I'll just wait for you to contact me from over there."
"Ah, you mean the invitation? His Highness Isaac is quick to act even though he learned about the existence of the Saint just before the ball.
"... that's not a compliment at all."

　What exactly is a chisho? I think I have a sharp intuition and a good nose. But I understand that Adolfo is always better at using his head to develop tactics.
　Even today, he predicted that I would do this and spoke at that timing, so it can't be said that the flow up to this point was meticulously prepared.

　I folded my arms and looked up, and there was the figure of Adolfo with his eyes squinting happily.

"Not at all, it really bothers me."
"Thank you for your compliment."
"That's what it is!"
“Even though I was so dizzy that I was about to collapse just a moment before His Highness, I am really impressed with how ridiculous my physical strength is that I have already recovered.”

　――You seem to be praising me, but you're not praising me at all.

　Well, okay. It's been a long time since I didn't do much to pick a fight with this guy. I'm not very convinced, but I put my face on his left hand while pushing his elbow into my knee, and move my gaze out the window with a big sigh.

　While feeling the swaying of the carriage, look at the city wrapped in darkness. The streets that can be seen from small lights here and there have a warm and safe feel.
　

"The warmth that glows in the dark, huh?"

　――It's like that saint.

　With black hair that didn't let light through, she always had a beautiful smile on her face. The unexpected change in the color of her eyes seemed to represent her own beauty.

　――It looked like an old painting of a saint.

　The previous Holy Maiden of Darkness, the wife of the founding king. She, too, had a warm smile on her jet-black hair. As she gazed at the slowly flowing cityscape, she suddenly thought of such a thing.