My Fiancé Fell in Love with My Older Sister. After Locking Myself in My Room for Five Days, 500 Years Had Passed. - 50 - What do you think of your former fiancé?

When we settled down at the terrace past the third-floor balcony, Magnolia spoke right away.

“You. I will make you my friend.”

“…Eh?”

Honestly, I thought she would talk about Prince Lian, so I was caught off guard.

Magnolia, seeing my confusion, gave a small ‘hmph’ and shook her hair.

As always, her ringlet curls were perfect today.

“That way, I won’t need to make excuses every time I come to the castle.”

“…I see.”

Magnolia said that very honestly.

She was probably making up reasons to visit the castle and trying to meet Prince Lian.

If she had the excuse of coming to see me, who is currently staying at the castle, then yes—it would be easier for her to visit.

But honestly, her very direct way of speaking surprised me.

I gave a vague reply, but she didn’t seem to care. She proudly shook her curls again.

“Then, let’s become closer friends right away! First, I have something I want to ask, Miss Witch. What exactly can you do?”

(…Straight to the point!!)

Maybe she doesn’t like the usual noble way of speaking—talking around the topic, using layered meanings?

Still, for me, it’s actually easier when I don’t have to guess the meaning behind words, or read body language and eye movements to figure out how someone feels.

I’m not good at those noble games with words anyway.

Magnolia looked straight at me and got to the main point.

“Can you undo His Highness’s magic?”

“That…”

Maybe I can… But is it really okay to say that here?

If I can return to the Tsobellar Kingdom from five hundred years ago, and sneak into the Abercrombie Duke’s mansion, then maybe.

But I wasn’t sure if I should just say that honestly.

Because this isn’t just my own problem.

As I hesitated to answer, Magnolia frowned and flicked her hair.

“…You can’t?”

I chose to give a vague answer.

“I don’t know. The special magic cast on Prince Lian wasn’t known at all in the time I came from. Unless there are documents on this type of charm magic, I can’t say anything for sure.”

“Can’t you do something with your mysterious witch powers? You’re a witch, aren’t you?”

At that, I gave a small laugh and lowered my lashes.

Then I looked up, gave an awkward smile, and met her eyes.

“People call me a witch now, for some reason. But I was just a noble’s daughter born in the Tsobellar Dynasty. I don’t have any special powers.”

“Oh my.”

When I answered honestly, Magnolia’s eyes widened.

She touched her lips with her fingers, hesitated a little, then said it clearly.

“Wait… what? Then you’re just someone who… came through time!?”

“That’s right… I don’t even know why I came to this world five hundred years later.”

I nodded deeply.

“You’re joking!?”

With a loud noise, Magnolia stood up, almost kicking her chair away.

Her red eyes opened wide in shock.

I understand how she feels.

But honestly, I’m the one who wants to say that.

If I had a special power—a rare type of magic—even if I came five hundred years into the future, maybe I would’ve thought, ‘This feels like a story!’

Maybe I would’ve gotten excited.

With memories from my past life too, I might’ve even felt like a story’s main character.

(But the only special magic I have is one that hides my presence!!)

I tightly clenched my hands, feeling strongly.

Maybe I do have the ability to cross time.

But I’m not sure. And since I can’t control it, it might just be a useless skill.

All in all, I’m basically—

(Like a level 1 villager who wandered into the Demon King’s castle with a stick…!!)

Yes, that’s exactly how I feel.

(If only I understood something like magic power…)

As I remembered the candy-like stone that Prince Lian gave me, Magnolia spoke, looking at me with a troubled face.

“So then, you’re not a witch.”

It’s true, so I nodded.

Even if people expect me to have some unknown power, I probably can’t meet that hope…

Magnolia gave a disappointed sigh.

“…Oh no. My plan failed.”

She had probably hoped I could undo the special magic on Prince Lian.

But now that it seemed impossible—or at least unlikely—she seemed let down.

Then, clearly losing interest, Magnolia lightly tapped the table and asked me:

“Then, Felicia? Why are you allowed to stay in the castle? Is it just because you’re a person from the past and rare? Maybe for research? If so, wouldn’t a university or research center be better? How long are you staying here?”

(These are all questions you should ask His Majesty, not me…!!)

I nearly said that but stopped myself. I gave a wry smile and replied:

“I don’t know what His Majesty is thinking. But Prince Lian is doing his best to find a way to send me back to the past.”

“Hmph? Prince Lian is the head of the Magic Ministry. …Felicia, I looked into you, too. Though, there aren’t many records from the Tsobellar Dynasty, so I didn’t learn more than I already knew.”

Magnolia paused and looked straight into my eyes.

She stared, as if searching for something, with a serious expression.

“You were the fiancée of the last crown prince of the Tsobellar Dynasty, Felix… right? Do you like him? Do you love him?”