Chapter 13 - Sierra’s Sister, Amil, the Grand Archmage

Chapter 13 – Sierra’s Sister, Amil, the Grand Archmage

All eyes were on Sierra. She looked at Andante, who was embarrassed and looked somewhat ridiculous, trembling with slight fear.

“I’m… fine.”

Sierra, who was about to say, “I don’t care if you touch me,” could sense Cassius’ ghastly expression.

She stared at Cassius without thinking. Surprisingly, his eyes were red.

“I said I’d protect you.”

Oh, my God.

No.

Don’t cry!

Sierra loved the tears of the handsome man, but she never wanted him to cry at a time like this. She grabbed Cassius roughly by the wrist.

“T-Thank you for protecting me. Let’s go quickly. I’m cold.”

Like Sierra, who values health, she was wearing a shawl and a muffler, but that didn’t help at all.

“Okay, let’s go. And Andante?”

The godmother’s cool gaze was directed toward Andante.

“…This is your one and only warning, Dear.”

The godmother and Cassius followed Sierra, wrapping their arms around her. Hanael followed behind the three, touching her cheeks with her hands.

Crash!

The owner of the tea house, who was watching the whole fiasco, broke the precious teacup. This situation would end briefly.

No, this situation… is over for now.

Andante, who was left alone, sat down with a blank look on her face.

“What is this…”

Their affection for Sierra was very deep. They favored her too much than what she had imagined. There wasn’t a chance for her to drive them apart, to begin with.

***

Sierra, who finally got to go out after a long time, was insulted.

She never thought so, of course, but from the perspective of the godmother and Cassius, it seemed so.

So…

In the duke’s mansion, there was a situation that resembled a special operation.

“Please find out what her tastes are.”

The most important thing for the godmother was to ‘find out what Sierra wanted.’ The maid began to investigate Sierra with secrecy comparable to a spy’s mission.

On the other hand, Cassius was surprisingly quiet.

Similar to usual, peaceful days passed.

Though she realized that this would be very little peace before the typhoon.

Sierra was reading the morning newspaper while having her tea time in peace, but suddenly, she dropped the food she was about to take into her mouth.

—《Breaking News》A mysterious commoner, who is a blossoming young woman, is with Duke Idios.

‘Wait. Isn’t that me, the commoner woman?’

Sierra laughed as she checked the newspaper.

From her point of view, it didn’t really matter. Sierra’s identity wasn’t properly revealed, and she was described as just a ” blossoming young woman.”

Although…

Sierra’s jaw dropped when she checked the newspaper after lunch that day.

— Duke of Idios disapproved of others’ entry into the townhouse.

— Is it because of the commoner woman, who is of marriageable age?

— Will she be the mistress of the duke? Or will she be taken in by the godmother?

Taken in? That’s not gonna happen, you bastards.

For now, it was not ordinary not to allow others to enter. Usually, townhouses in the capital of noble families were opened for social activities, but they just shut it down.

‘I hope it’s a misunderstanding, but the headline in the newspaper seemed plausible.’ I didn’t dare to read the details of the article because I was afraid it was real.

Just looking at the title of the article made me dizzy. Sierra lowered her hand and checked another newspaper.

– Duke Idios purchases shops within a kilometer of the townhouse, and it becomes a hot topic

“Ha…”

Sierra gave a deep sigh as if the ground cave in.

‘Why the hell is godmother doing this to me?’

I couldn’t tell whether it was really because of Hanael or because of her feelings of regret. I didn’t even want to know her mental state. For some reason, I thought it would be twice as burdensome if I dig in more than this.

‘Anyway, I warned you not to, people. You’re the ones who didn’t listen.’

So Sierra decided to sit on the sidelines of the creation of black history between the godmother and Cassius.

He won’t listen to me even if I stop him. Instead, I intended to record the fact that I had stopped him gradually with a video recording or writing instrument.

’If you sue me for adultery or fraud later on, I’ll have to go see a lawyer…’

Sierra began to gather evidence one by one.

However, she did not forget to treat others kindly. She can’t avoid it, so she should enjoy it now, right?

“Miss?”

“Ah, yes, yes! Miss Sierra!”

Sierra smiled broadly at the maid, who was filled with excitement.

“Can I have another plate of that omelette du fromage?”

“Of course, I’ll give you everything you want!”

‘Ha, this is so nice.’

Her slender shoulders trembled with happiness. Eating omelette du fromage with strawberry jam made me think that this is heaven.

The idea that my sister should come and solve this situation quickly fainted away.

***

Meanwhile, Sierra’s older sister, Amil, the archmage, was drinking wine in the tower’s office.

She drank to the point where her nose scrunched up until Abel, who listened to Sierra, wandered to the messy room.

“Archmage!”

With her chestnut-shaped eyes and her voice sour, she said,

“Oh, it’s been a while, Abel.”

“Archmage, you’ve been here? Why didn’t you contact me?”

“Ah, well…”

“It’s urgent. Please go to Sierra!”

“What, what’s going on?”

“Well, Hanael is being mistaken as Sierra’s daughter. I know you want to live freely, but it’s time to go find Hanael…”

After listening to the whole story, Amil waved her hand.

“I roughly understand what happened now.”

“…Yes, so I need your help.”

“Well, no. The monster, Cassius Idios, is obsessed with Sierra. Right? Back at the academy, they were together briefly, so Cassius thought Hanael was his daughter, and Sierra said, ‘That’s not true, that’s crazy.’”

Abel was surprised on the inside.

Amil was a geek even for an archmage. To think she’s drinking and eating comfortably inside the tower, while taking on the extraordinary commission of the tower.

“How did you know?”

“When you’re an archmage, you become a wise person who masters the world, little wolf.”

“…T-That’s true.”

Abel’s cheeks became faintly red.

“Well… what Sierra wants is not something I can help her with.”

“What?”

“You asked me to prove that Hanael is not Sierra’s daughter.”

Amil mumbled low with her mouth shut.

“That’s impossible. I can’t enter the capital city. There is a situation within us adults.”

“Huh? Didn’t you go there yesterday? ‘Roll and bread’ is a popular bread that is only available in the capital.”

Amil frowned.

“That’s… Anyway, even if I approach them, both Sierra and Hanael will be in danger. This time it’s different, wolf boy.”

Amil swiftly hid a video cassette recorder she was holding behind her back.

Amil said, interrupting Abel, who did not notice the fact that he was dissatisfied with her words.

“Anyway, let Sierra know. Tell her if she wishes to stay alive, she better stay with the duke for three months. Oh, and I’ll tell you what Sierra wants most.”

While Abel was distracted, Amil lifted herself onto the ledge of a window.

The tower they were in had over thirty flights of stairs, but she sat dizzily on the window sill and waved her hand as if she were about to jump down.

“…From now on, you can use your abilities freely. You’ve done a great job keeping your promise to hide them. Tell her not to worry because Cassius Idios will protect her in the future.”

“No…”

“Well, I really gotta get going.”

Abel shouted into the air in vain.

“Archmage! You can’t leave like this!”

“Okay, we meet again in three months! Sierra must endure many hardships until then!”

Abel, listening to Amil’s lively voice, hurriedly approached the window and looked down. But she had already disappeared far away.

“No, no… Miss Amil!”

Abel’s voice was nothing but a vain echo in the air.

“Oh, dear… I should finish dyeing my roots…”

Amil, who hates her gold hair, used hair dye to make it pink. However, it seemed impossible to dye her roots every time it grew out.

Abel clicked his tongue and looked around at the mess inside the tower.

By the way…

‘I feel like a shrimp caught between two whales…’

Abel sighed again, checking his recent letter from Sierra.

[Abel, what did she say? I’m going to punch her when she comes back. Did you ask me to grit my teeth? ]

However, it was impossible to even meet with her in the first place.

The free archmage, Amil, left, and the tower was already silently empty. Abel, who was in vain, whispered to himself.

“I’m in trouble, Sierra.”

‘No, this is not the time.’ Abel quickly lifted himself. Even if the truth couldn’t be known, he had to tell Sierra.

Then, Abel found a small envelope.

It was a small scroll with the words “If you found this, it means it’s dangerous now, Sierra.” written in it.

Abel slowly opened the envelope.

***

Abel entered the capital immediately, feeling embarrassed.

The rumor of Duke Idios’ Cinderella was rampant across the city.

Gossip columnists tried to break through the duke’s ironclad defense, but they failed. There were many speculations that the lady who entered the fortress could be awarded a title of nobility.

“Uh, what the hell is this…”

Isn’t Cinderella… Sierra?

“Isn’t this too much…?”

He had to grasp the situation.

Abel clenched his fists and arrived in front of the duke’s mansion where Sierra was staying.

It was a huge noble mansion that looked like it was just out of a fairy tale. A pointed spire could be seen, and a clock tower was visible from the square.

Abel spoke sincerely to the helmeted gatekeeper.

“I’ve come to see Miss Sierra.”

The knight was startled and hurriedly took off his helmet.

“Who?”

He was in charge of reporting the people who are looking for Sierra.

“If you tell her my name, she will recognize me. I lived with Miss Sierra…”

The knights exchanged glances at his words.

Of course, Duke Idios told them to let anyone related to Sierra in. However, a playful young man with sky blue hair should not be allowed in.

It was just then, when the knights were agonizing for a while.

“Abeeel!”

Hanael, with her two pretty little pigtails, dashed out the door.

“Hanael!”

Abel hugged Hanael in a tearful embrace. Hanael declared with her chin up as if she had already adapted to the mansion.

“What? You knights!”

The faces of the knights turned into smiles.

“Let Abel in this second.”

How can anyone resist the lovely Hanael and her orders? The knights hurriedly opened the door.

But it was then,

Looking at his rival, Duke Idios approached from the door.

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