I Supported My Fiancé for 10 Years After He Said, 'Let's Get Married When I Succeed,' but When He Finally Did, He Dumped Me. By the Way, I'm a Witch and Turning 30 Next Year!! - Episode 27

Did the second son of the Grand Duke of Claiburg really fall in love with me!?

When and where did he start having those feelings?

It’s hard to believe it was love at first sight. After living for 29 years, not once has anyone praised my looks.

The only time he might have seen me was 11 years ago when I arrived in the territory. We spoke, but never about anything deep…

Maybe love isn’t something that can be explained with logic.

It could be as simple as liking someone’s aura, hearing words that touch your heart, or just enjoying being together.

Well, there’s also the possibility that this is all a misunderstanding and the person he loves isn’t me.

Still, just thinking about the engagement banquet and what kind of disaster awaits makes my stomach ache.

I thought my only enemies were Rymer and Saint Sui, but now even Alyssa, their mastermind, has joined in.

I never thought I could win, but this is worse than I expected.

“Haaaaaaahhhhh…”

I couldn’t help but hold my head in my hands, but looking down could give my enemies an opening.

I have to keep my head up and stay strong.

There were luxurious snacks and drinks prepared in the lounge, but I had no appetite and wasn’t thirsty either, so I didn’t touch anything.

I was about to meditate while waiting for the banquet to start when a maid arrived and called for me.

“Saint Sui and Lord Rymer are requesting your presence.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.”

Reluctantly, I stood up and followed the maid.

As I reached the door leading to the hall, it was opened from the inside.

“And now, the highlight of the event—The Herbal Witch makes her entrance!!”

Highlight!? I wished they wouldn’t treat me like some rare animal.

With all eyes on me, I was met with applause.

What are they even clapping for?

A man who seemed to be the host began explaining today’s event.

“The reason the Herbal Witch is here today is because she challenged Saint Sui to a competition—”

No, no, no! It’s the other way around! Saint Sui is the one who challenged me!

Some guests were giving me disapproving looks, as if to say, How dare she challenge a saint?

I locked eyes with Alyssa, who stood behind Rymer and Saint Sui.

She smiled smugly, clearly enjoying herself.

So she’s the one who wrote this script…

It looks like her revenge has already begun.

“We will now compare the ‘Herbal Soap’ created by the Herbal Witch and the ‘Silk Foam Soap’ made by Saint Sui! Everyone will vote for the superior one, and that will decide the winner!”

What kind of ridiculous setup is this?

Even so, the guests seemed excited.

Looking around at the attendees, I noticed many were newly risen or lower-ranked nobles—not the kind usually invited to high-class social events.

It seemed they had intentionally gathered scandal-loving gossipmongers to spread the news.

A table was set up in front of me, stacked with herbal soap. Water was poured into basins.

“Let the judging begin!”

People should have split into two groups, but instead, they all rushed toward Saint Sui’s Silk Foam Soap.

They marveled at its beautiful appearance and fragrance, utterly enchanted by its fine, creamy bubbles.

Nobles have always preferred soaps that lather well, so this reaction was expected.

After trying Saint Sui’s soap, they finally turned toward mine, picking up the herbal soap with skeptical expressions.

“This… doesn’t look nice, has almost no scent, is as hard as a rock, and barely foams at all.”

“Yeah… Saint Sui’s soap smelled amazing, looked elegant, and foamed like whipped cream…”

Excuse me! Sorry for making traditional soap!!

I crossed my arms and glared like an old blacksmith refusing to sell to unworthy customers.

I wanted to yell, If you don’t like it, then leave! but I bit my tongue.

I handed out herbal soap to those who had finished judging.

“Here, take one as a souvenir.”

They hesitated at first, but since it was free, they reluctantly accepted it.

The voting system was surprisingly elegant.

A vase was placed on a table, and guests cast their votes by placing roses inside.

Of course, everyone rushed to Saint Sui’s vase.

“Oh my, thank you, everyone!”

Saint Sui covered her mouth with a hand, pretending to be deeply moved.

Meanwhile, my vase was completely empty.

If Ie were here, he would have voted for me… but he must have decided not to attend.

Honestly, avoiding this mess was the right call.

Saint Sui’s vase overflowed with roses.

It was obvious who would win. I had already accepted defeat.

Then, Rymer approached me.

He tapped my empty vase with a rose in hand.

“Not a single one, huh?”

I ignored him, but he kept talking.

“Well… I have used your herbal soap before, so…”

He raised the rose, about to place it in my vase.

But just before he did, he pulled it back with a mocking smirk.

“As if I’d vote for you! Idiot!!”

The one calling someone an idiot is the real idiot!!!

I almost shouted that, but I didn’t want to stoop to his level.

I held back, but my anger bubbled like magma inside me.

“So, this is the true worth of your soap. Now it’s clear—”

Before he could finish, the doors of the hall burst open.

A holy knight in a full suit of gleaming silver armor strode in, covered head to toe.