I Became the Fiancé of a Crazy Heroine - Chapter 13-2

(T/L: It’s spoiler, but I want to make It clear, so there’s no confusion. Yes! Sword has conscious, How much? You’ll find out in the next 2 Chapters.

Oh! I’ll post another chapter in the evening (In Asia Time, Morning for westerners? Be sure to check It out)

‘I’ll think about the protagonist later. For now, I need to persuade El Tesoikve…’

“I’ve finished grinding everything.”

“The medicine is also ready.”

“… Ah, well done everyone.”

As Sion moved, the chefs quickly stepped back and made room for him.

On the table lay finely grounded Limpia Macina and the warm potion prepared side by side.

Now, all Sion had to do was mix the two and drink it to gain immunity to mental domination.

Sion looked down at the two bowls and immediately reached out his hand.

He dumped all the Crimson Limpia Macina into the potion.

Then, without even stirring, he drank it without hesitation.

‘It feels like something is clearing up.’

After drinking the potion, Sion didn’t move for a while.

The bittersweet and sweet taste lingered in his mouth and went down his throat.

His mind became lighter and something vivid seemed to rise, then immediately returned to its original state.

“How was it?”

Kaltz approached Sion while being conscious of his surroundings.

Hanette followed closely behind and perked her ears.

“Well… it’s subtle.”

“The taste is subtle?”

“The feeling is also subtle.”

“No, then why did you drink this?”

“They say that drinking this clears the mind.”

“Just for that one thing, you spent so much money?”

“… Don’t you have to do that much to awaken your magic power?”

Kaltz was taken aback by Sion’s response. So was Hanette.

Awakening magical powers required a certain amount of innate talent.

If he truly had the talent, he would have awakened it long ago, but he had lived without magic power until now because it was the opposite.

“Uh… does father know about this?”

“I haven’t told him yet. I wanted to tell him after seeing the results.”

“Then you should have kept it a secret from me too!”

“Wouldn’t it be okay if my brother and sister knew? YOU won’t secretly spread the word, will you?”

“… You’re getting a little scary, you know.”

Sion smiled mischievously and turned his gaze to Hanette.

Hanette slowly nodded her head, understanding the meaning of that gaze.

Since he had brought her here and showed her all the procedures, she should naturally keep the secret.

“My brother is scarier than me. It shouldn’t have been easy to find the herbs.”

“Well, I mean… I just had to wander around here and there and talk to some. It wasn’t a big deal.”

“My sister also waited patiently. Were you bored during all this time?”

“It was somewhat entertaining. Since I met Mr. Kaltz, I have no complaints.”

“Oh, I am honored, Miss Hanette.”

When Kaltz politely replied, Hanette smiled and bowed her head.

Kaltz felt that she was not like the rumors he had heard of her and tilted his head.

“Brother, I’ll go first. I have to meet father.”

‘Is Sion surprisingly good at handling women?’

“I see. Miss Hanette, I’ll take my leave.”

“See you later.”

Sion walked out of the kitchen with Hanette.

Hanette walks side by side with Sion and glances cautiously.

‘Awakening magic power must also be good for vitality, right?’

***

Marquis Laird’s study room.

When the maid opened the door, Sion walked into the study.

Fred, who was working, felt his presence and immediately turned his head.

After the maid left, Fred belatedly got up from his seat.

“… Please sit.”

“Yes.”

Fred sat on the main seat of the table, and Sion sat next to him.

Fred opened his mouth, again, conscious of the envelope in his pocket.

“Where is your fiancé?”

“She is waiting for me in the reception room.”

“Is she uncomfortable?”

“Yes. She may not express it, but didn’t see any signs of discomfort.”

“That’s good enough. She’s just enduring it for my and your sake?”

Sion realized that it was a compliment.

Most nobles still treated Hanette as a notorious young lady.

The fact that such a notorious young lady was suppressing her true nature and waiting for them was a judgment that things had improved somewhat.

“Contrary to what the public may know, she is a kind and gentle person. I hope that at least you, father, will see my fiancée in a favorable light.”

Sion spoke honestly, but with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Hanette was naturally gentle and virtuous, and tried not to harm innocent people if possible.

Since both families hoped for a good relationship between Sion and Hanette, it was possible to gain some benefits by going along with it.

Even if he didn’t receive any special treatment, it was still a minimal loss as he could improve her reputation.

“…If that’s how you feel, then, take it.”

Finally, convinced, Fred took out an envelope from his pocket.

Sion stared at the envelope in silence.

“What is this?”

“It’s what you need.”

“Can I open it?”

“Do as you wish.”

Sion cautiously reached out his hand and took the envelope.

Upon looking inside, neatly arranged notes were there.

It was a similar amount of money he received before leaving for Adelaira Duke’s mansion.

‘…I can buy the Holy Water with this. If I have any left, I can go to the auction house to find something as well.’