The Last Boss Witch Will Keep Her Past Self’s Crush Until Her Dying Day

22 Butterflies in a Box

Once the confirmation was complete, Nefra pulled out her shoulder strength. He was relieved that he fulfilled an important mission. I thought maybe you were a psychopath, but some of you seem like youngsters of your age.

Stepping on what seemed more comfortable than Sedonil, I decided to ask. I’m sure Ville would like to hear it from the inside and soften things up.

“If there’s no obstacle, I’d like you to tell me, but then how are Prince Rain and Miss Emelda?

Nefra raised the edge of her thin lips.

“Do you still care? About my ex-fiancé and his lover.”

“Yeah once. Especially since Miss Emelda had decided to be an evil witch about me, and you seem to have a rare ability to predict.”

I can’t wait to be prophesied about me.

Nefra spoke with perplexity without hesitation.

“That daughter named Emelda said that the weird incident had subsided since the wedding ceremony, saying, ‘I knew Sonia Carnelian was the killer. I must be just being adult now because I was suspected’. None of us in the castle, including those who knew the secret twenty years ago, believed her words. Naturally. She hasn’t been able to predict one thing since then.”

Can’t predict?

I wonder if the change in fate from the original made any difference in her power as well.

Nefra says it’s dangerous to put the precarious existence of a witch hater in a normal cell, so he’s placed under house arrest with a special connection to the distance of the castle.

Predictive abilities are vulnerable to stress and have a short lifespan. In addition to that, Prince Rain was instructed from above to treat her politely in order to harbour her diligently. Seems like he’s also allowed to see the princes and charlottes several times a week. What’s that? Isn’t that breaking treatment?

But those around them are frustrated by the fact that they do not use their predictive abilities at all, and still do not snap.

Especially the samurai are angry that “I wanted to serve Sonia” and “this little girl made the wise prince crazy” and secretly treat Miss Emelda cold. Basically ignore whatever she says. Making meals crude, taking gifts from princes…… I’m scared of women. I guess the samurai have not been informed that Miss Emelda is short-lived.

“I’m sorry about that.”

“You deserve it. It’s no use worrying about that. That girl is surprisingly fat. The adversity is there to bounce back, so I’m breathing. You still seem to believe you can marry Prince Rain. Even if you ask me if it was a prediction like that, I think it’s pretty cool to decide what to do.”

I sympathize about life expectancy, but Nefra sighed. Because of the magician, there are many opportunities to deal with Miss Emelda.

Miss Emelda, you’re uncooperative in experimenting with predictive abilities. I don’t know, he’s got a lot of nerve. You don’t seem to know where you stand.

“If you can’t demonstrate predictability like this, you’ll be punished by trial, but even if you threaten to, ‘Justice always wins,’ you’ll be selling a fight crying. Sounds like the prince is getting high saying he’s okay on his side.”

“Emelda……” Ville muttered small. I wonder if you’re worried. Or are you just frightened?

“Meanwhile, Prince Rain seems to be coming a lot. You haven’t stepped out of the castle since, and you’re thinking of something. It’s helpful to be adult, but you’re half-way wise, so the king’s proximity to realizing the truth is harrowing…. Oh, yeah. Speaking of which, they’re throwing a party to find a new fiancée soon.”

“Oh… you’re switching fast”

He said it was only about a month and a half since my marriage was broken.

I wonder if I can find someone to expose all that ugliness to…. Well, all that beauty, that’s also if Prince Wang is against him, he’s got a bunch of daughters who want to be his wife, right? He said that there is talk of friendship from other countries.

Prince Rain doesn’t seem to be on board, but he lost a lot of his temper in the matter of breaking his engagement with me, so even in the sense of re-cementing the ground, a political marriage to the daughter of a powerful man would be inevitable.

“It’s still too soon, isn’t it? I’m sorry. Sonia would be offended…”

“I don’t think anything of it. The people of Mistria will be anxious that Prince Wang’s marriage is over.”

Whenever a prince marries someone, it’s none of my business anymore.

“Oh no… does Emelda know that…?

Meanwhile, Bill’s face was bright blue.

“I don’t plan to let you know for the time being, because I can’t build a door in people’s mouths. We are also losing the energy to manage information thoroughly.”

Perhaps the mean ladies will keep you posted.

Hmm. As far as I’m concerned, it doesn’t matter to Bill, does it?

Miss Emelda believes she can marry Prince Rain. You must be enduring a life of house arrest with the love of a prince and a glorious future as your heart’s support. But the prince must marry the other servants as soon as possible. What would happen if I found out?

I lose my heart support, and my back shield. If you’re convicted in a trial, you could be in a state of panic.

I sigh small.

As it stands, Ville may just break his word and try to make his way to the King’s Capital to help Miss Emelda. That’s troublesome in many ways.

… You’re a really annoying woman, Miss Emelda.

Well, it was a bad idea for me to take a detour from the recent developments in the Wang capital. I have no choice.

“Nefra, I’d like you to tell Her Majesty for once that I don’t care what happens to Miss Emelda now. I mean, I don’t care. I don’t even think I need to be punished.”

Not that the sin of rebelling me in public with the prince lightens by the fact that I, the prime victim, do not wish to be severely punished?

“If I may make a personal observation after that, I think Lady Rain, not Miss Emelda, should make amends for that failure at the wedding. It is outrageous that a man who will be the next king should push one little girl to blame for the dishonor of the nation. Unless she cheated on everyone with malice.”

“… do you seek refuge in those who tried to fall into your own

Even I don’t want to do that. I want Miss Emelda to just die in order to avoid the last of the original “Afternoon” completely.

But if you’re in a hurry, lose.

If I hunt her down too much, Ville will be back on the other side. You should sell this place a favor to keep it on this side and remind me.

“I told you, didn’t I? I don’t care about her. But I want you to take care of the purity of my lovely squire.”

Something that’s going to be mine soon, even the emotions that are now for other women. It’s not funny if you lose it or get dirty.

Ville squeaks my name in surprise.

Nefra laughed thinly.

“Okay. I will certainly inform Your Majesty of your intentions.”

The meeting with the king’s messenger was successfully concluded.

Nefra has pushed me massively on her thesis of sorcery when she broke up. He would love to read it and let me know what you think. Perhaps this is why he ran for emissary.

I’m not omnipotent. I wouldn’t be able to say anything about it if it were magic in an area outside my specialty, but, well, we’ll take a moment to see it when we get back to the cruise.

After the meeting, Ville knelt down to me with a strange face. It’s rare to bow your head voluntarily. But I’m not happy. He said he appreciated being involved with that girl.

“Thank you, Sonia. Really…”

“I’m telling you, where I sheltered her, it doesn’t necessarily mean I can avoid trial or punishment, does it?

“I know. But it’s in Emelda’s favor. It’s the biggest cover I can get right now. I can’t do anything…”

Right. When it comes to what Ville is likely to be able to do for Miss Emelda, it’s about going to help her by force, no matter how mundane, but rather counterproductive. All we have to do is put it together and the country will kill us. Even if I know that, I’m in trouble because there are signs that I’m going to do it.

“But no matter what I say, I can’t stop looking for the prince’s fiancée.”

“… I can’t help but care about that. A prince should be able to figure it out for himself so he doesn’t hurt Emelda.”

“Really? You’re not willing to get out of here with Ville playing a part?

Since they’re about to break, I wonder if they’re going to come up with the idea of turning Miss Emelda into something.

Ville shook her head to the side as surprised.

“Not with me. First, I can’t go see him.”

Is that because you have a promise to the king?

Or because we don’t have the courage to face each other?

When I turned my suspicious gaze, Ville said perseverance.

“Don’t worry. I won’t bother you. Never.”

“… that’s what I call flagging”

“What? Huh, Furagu?

Either way, Bill’s feelings for Miss Emelda don’t seem that intense right now. If love is on fire, I don’t care. I’m going to go see him, and I don’t look like I’m putting up with the urge.

Are you giving up completely, or are other emotions getting bigger?

As far as I’m concerned, I wish I was cold headed.

The melancholy event was over, and Nefra returned to the king’s capital.

I can go right back inside, too, but tell Brother Sunnig, “If you can’t have dinner with Sonia, we’re canceling all the festivals this year!” So I decided to stay at the Mansion today for the sake of the inhabitants as well.

We still have time until night. While my brother was straining out and cleaning up his job, I decided to take Ville to play around the capital of Azlow.

Only the best capital of western Mistria is full of novelty. Overflowing with people and things.

Actually, I’m not familiar with Azraw. Only two or three times have I played with my brother in patience. And then as much as I met you for a deal with the drugstore.

It’s actually the first time you’ve walked around as you please. Where shall we go?

“Does Ville want to see something?

Shut up and shake your head sideways, Ville. Looks like you’re sinking in to hear about the prince and Miss Emelda after all. My expression is a little darker than usual… I feel it.

I just wanted to encourage you, but I don’t have any particular words to say. If I comfort you badly, I’m going to rekindle my feelings for Miss Emelda. I don’t hate the twitchy ville, either, and let it go and just me decide to enjoy it.

Tasting at the ingredients market, peeking around the used bookstore, going to greet the drugstore of my business partner, and just walking around here. That’s your brother’s capital. The assortment is great, lively, and the people on the road smile a lot.

“It’s time to go back to the mansion.”

“Oh……”

Ville was following me, carrying my baggage. Although I would answer if I spoke, the number of mouths is extremely low. That’s the usual thing, but I felt my gaze when I did it today. I wish I had something to say. You wouldn’t bother to hear it from me, would you?

My legs stopped in front of a small grocery store.

“Flowers and butterfly motifs are popular this year.”

Hair decorations and earrings, costumes and necklaces. There is a line of sparkling items. Cheesy but cute. It looks extra nice because I saw some of the world’s most vivid accessories a while back.

Girls of the same age look like they’re choosing to have fun next door, so you’re gonna want me too.

Speaking of accessories, I’ve only bought them from jewelers held by the Aspinel family. Well, mostly because you gave it to my brother, I’ve hardly ever paid for it myself.

I think I’ll buy it. But I can’t wear accessories inside, it’s a level item that I shouldn’t wear to a decent social place, and I don’t seem to have any use for it…

“If you like it, why don’t you buy one…. because it will look good on you”

My heart jumped on a sudden word from my companion.

The last word is so whispered that it seems to disappear. Besides, when I met him, he stained Ville’s face red as he looked at it.

Cute. So cute, but a little worried.

“What’s wrong? Tired?”

Ville closed her eyes and shook her head sideways. Forget it, I’m lost, call me.

“Really? But then, I’ll buy it. You can always use hair accessories.”

When asked what color looked good for a try, Ville answered slightly worried “white or black or gold or silver”. They’re all the colors that look like my red hair. Yeah. You didn’t say that appropriately. But you have too many choices to choose from.

Eventually, the sun went down while the two of us were wondering which one was better, and I was resented by Eudia with my brother, who was tired of waiting at the dinner table.

What I did was stupid. I should have bought everything I saw.

But I really liked the gold flower hair decorations I picked out and got. It has a little butterfly charm on it.

I was going to put it on at home, but let’s keep it in a jewelry box for a while.

I’m kind of embarrassed and I don’t want to show Ville or anybody that I’m wearing this.