Formerly, The Fallen Daughter of the Duke

50. Charming

“Lui!!

Claire rushed into Vique’s office with the momentum to drag Dion.

Dion has been dressed like a drag because of Claire’s impatience, but he smiled as refreshingly as ever and was very cooperative with Claire all the time.

“… there’s Lewis here, but it’s my office.”

Perhaps Vik, who just looks like he’s back from Royal School, has a look of dissatisfaction with Claire jumping in by calling him the name of something he’s not.

“… I’m sorry, Veek. I have a very important consultation with Lewis.”

“What’s wrong, Claire?”

Claire couldn’t even afford to hang out with Veek’s light mouth. Lewis rushes over, perceiving Claire’s condition as unusual.

“Actually…”

That’s when Claire tried to talk, and Keith, who realized that Claire’s people were the eldest son of the Count Meade family, broke in between them.

“Sir Dion, it’s been a while. How did you get here today?

“Dear Keith. I’m not sure about that. After school, when I was talking to Miss Claire, I suddenly rushed out, and when I realized it, I came here.”

“About the curse, it doesn’t look like it.”

Vique alternates between Claire and Dion. Claire looking terribly disturbed and a slight Dion with a clear look on her face. It was a totally uninteresting combination for Veek.

But Veek, who sees heavily that Claire, who is always calm, is losing her calm in public, tells Lewis.

“If you want to talk, you can use the reception next door…. Lewis, I got this.”

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“Thank you, Veek”

Claire thanked him and moved to the next reception room with Lui’s guidance.

Veek, who saw the three enter the reception room, asks Keith as he takes off his coat, which he still wore.

“… how many minutes have passed since I got back from Royal School”

“Five minutes.”

“… that’s too soon”

Vik shrugged with a strange face.

Moving to the reception room, Claire sat Dion next to her to catch up on what had just happened.

That I was talking to Dion and that a certain thing was causing the magic to run wild.

That things have been wrong with him since right after that.

That he feels influenced by Claire’s words and actions.

After listening to the whole story, Lewis tells Dion.

“Can I hold your hand?”

“Of course I am.”

Dion agrees and offers his hands to Lui. Claire, who was watching the exchange between the two, hurriedly whispered to Lui.

“Lewis, protection is…”

“… maybe I don’t think I need it. Right?

Lewis checks with Dion, not Claire. There seemed to be some certainty in his eyes.

“Oh. Don’t worry.”

“Well, here we go.”

Lewis meditates his eyes and holds Dion’s hand. It was only about a few seconds in time, but he seemed to be watching Dion’s magic flow closely.

“Yeah, okay”

After a few seconds, Lewis opens his eyes pat and lightly releases Dion’s hand.

“From what I’ve heard, Claire’s worried that Dion might have been brainwashed.”

“Yes.”

“In conclusion, this isn’t brainwashing. But his will seems to have changed under some influence. … I think this is more attractive than brainwashing”

“Mi, enchanted?

“Yeah. Charming. Still, you put it to good use. It’s not like I’m broke.”

Lewis praised Claire for some reason for not knowing the translation and confusion.

“Heh. I’m fascinated by Miss Claire…. Not bad.”

Neither is Dion, even though he seems angry or good. As always, he smiles confidently.

(Wow, that’s not funny)

“How do we get it back? Lewis.”

“Brainwashing will cure you if the Virgin sees you, but charm is more fundamental.”

“Fundamental?

“Yes. It’s not fascinating if you don’t have a strong empathy for the other person or a strong suspicion of the situation until then. However, even the potential can be material”

“Oh sure. I wanted to live like Miss Claire. If you think so, it feels like your grandfather, who was like a god, instantly collapsed away”

Dion is blatant as he acts like something collapses in exaggeration with his hands.

“So what do I do to undo it?”

Claire was shaking. My fingertips are cold and the horror makes my stomach quench. Above all, I was so scared of myself for unintentionally changing people’s will.

“Though I think it would be effective to make myself realize that the original environment and thoughts are better… co (…) le (…), you can’t”

Lewis says as he looks sideways at Dion’s innocent smile. I can see in that look that this situation is only slightly more interesting.

“Oh no…”

His face remained blue and white unchanged, but Claire, who felt Lewis was amused, was only beginning to calm down a little.

“Nevertheless.”

Lewis continues.

“You’re so interested in the scepticism that the eldest son of that Count Meade family takes a light fascination technique. Can I call my lord?

“Oh, of course I do. I’ll tell you everything.”

The figure of Dion, who has been leaping in as the eldest son of the Mead family, is not there.

“Wait a minute.”

Lewis should have noticed that Claire’s magic colors were fairly high, but didn’t mention it in particular. Relieved, he turned to Claire and went back to the office to get Vik.

Claire had some worries. It’s about whether your existence will change the future more and more. Now, the Mead family is already too affected. Claire’s aim was to prevent Charlotte from going wild and not to break the friendship between Noston and Puffett countries.

After Lewis exits, Claire whispers to Dion.

“Dear Dion. I haven’t told anyone yet that this is my second life.”

“It is. But depending on the way you tell them, I’m sure Lord Lewis and Lord Veek will believe you.”

To Dion with a nico smile, for some reason Claire is horrified. Come to think of it, it was the first time since I was reincarnated that I told this story to someone.

“… I think so too. So you can leave the time to reveal the truth to me.”

Copy that, Miss Claire.

Claire nodded at Dion, smiling gently.