My Fiancé Fell in Love with My Older Sister. After Locking Myself in My Room for Five Days, 500 Years Had Passed. - Chapter 27
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Hearing an unexpected name in an unexpected moment, I gasped without meaning to.
Prince Lian quietly continued speaking.
“She was a survivor of the Abercrombie family. The ability of the Abercrombie line is Charm. She used that to try and become my fiancée. But, she was only someone who could use that unique magic. She didn’t know how to use it properly. That’s because almost all documents about unique magic have been burned.”
I was speechless as I listened to him.
(The Abercrombie Duke family… has passed down the unique magic of Charm through generations?)
Wait—wasn’t it my sister who used charm magic?
Thinking that far, I realized a basic truth.
(No—my sister doesn’t have magic power…)
She has only a very tiny amount of magic—just enough to stay alive. She shouldn’t be able to awaken or use any unique magic at all.
(Then… did she ask Arnold to use it for her?)
As I tried to remember the relationship between the two of them, a new question came to mind.
(The Abercrombie Duke family has passed down the same unique magic for generations…)
…Can that really happen?
No, it must be possible—because that’s why Prince Lian was charmed in the first place.
(But… I’ve never heard of anything like that.)
Unique magic appears individually in each person.
The idea that it could be inherited by the next generation… Honestly, I couldn’t believe it.
(If the Abercrombie family really passes it down… then Arnold also had the unique skill of Charm, right?)
“…………”
Is that why he kept paying attention to me?
But why?
No. There are too many things I don’t understand.
While I was deep in thought, Prince Lian gave a short summary.
“Even so, she tried to force the use of unique magic—and in the end, she lost her life. …Leaving me this parting gift.”
Prince Lian smiled bitterly and raised his arm to show me the inside of his wrist.
He really didn’t want to be affected by charm magic. And if the person who cast it is already dead, there’s no known way to undo it.
A terrible gift to be left with.
I felt sorry for his situation, but I had my own problems.
Because—
(If that mark, the one considered a Destined Partner in Tsobellar, is actually from charm magic…)
Then the entire story of the founding myth would be a lie.
(If that fairytale was false… then why? And who would make up such a lie?)
That question felt like searching in the dark.
It was like staring into the abyss, trying to find the truth inside.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t find an answer. I felt like I had stepped into a deep swamp.
How long had the silence lasted in the room?
Suddenly, as if to change the mood, Prince Lian clapped his hands—clap.
Then he gave a bright smile and said,
“I talked too much all at once. Let’s stop here for now. Next, I’d like to hear your story, Lady Felicia.”
“That’s… fine.”
I nodded with hesitation.
After everything that just happened, it was hard to switch gears so quickly.
(There’s just too much to think about…)
About Arnold, about my sister.
About the Destined Partner system.
About the unique magic of charm.
About the two magic wars that happened in these past five hundred years.
And most of all—why did I end up in a world five hundred years in the future?
It felt like I was being served a full-course meal of mysteries.
Of course I’d be confused, and of course it would take time to sort my thoughts.
While I was still unsure, Prince Lian gently smiled.
“But—before that, let’s eat. Luckily, the weather outside is nice today. If you’d like, would you care to join me for lunch outdoors?”
At Prince Lian’s suggestion, I said,
“Yes… you’re right! Food is important. If I’m hungry, I can’t think straight!”
I nodded up and down as I answered.
You can’t fight on an empty stomach.
A saying I heard in my previous life, too.
Now that I thought about it, I really was hungry.
Come to think of it—I hadn’t eaten anything since I woke up.
For five days, I only ate a few pieces of hardtack preserved food, with lemon curd spread on top.
By the third night, I realized “This isn’t enough!!” and skipped meal times.
So, the last proper meal I had was—uhm.
(I don’t know how many days have passed now… but at least one full day, maybe more?)
The moment I realized that, I felt incredibly hungry.
I hadn’t noticed it, but I was really starving.
Right then—
As if to say, “Exactly!! I’m really hungry!!”—my stomach growled.
Grrrrrr…
It was a very small and quiet sound, but the timing was awful.
In the quiet room, the sound echoed clearly—
Prince Lian, sitting across from me, blinked several times.
“─”
In that instant, I jumped to my feet.
At this point, I had no choice.
“Now that I think about it, I haven’t eaten anything in over a whole day!! I’m very hungry~~!! I’ll gladly accept your kind offer!!”
I have no choice but to act confident!!