The conversation with Charlize ended there.

‘The winner’s name was Liz.’

Kahu finally realized.

The winner of the swordsmanship competition is someone like Charlize.

No, Charlize didn’t intend to cheat from the start.

It was just a blatant name.

‘Liz?’

Isn’t that Liz from Char’lize’?

How come he didn’t notice? Kahu was stunned when he realized it.

After realizing it, it seemed to him that the truth was so clear and ridiculous.

‘At that time, Charlize was in disguise.’

As he can still vaguely remember, Liz had brown hair.

Unlike before the return, the reason why he participated and won was probably to make a wish to the emperor.

What wish did you make? Did Dylan know?

Liz got all the attention of the Knights after winning. Despite the numerous job offers, he was famous for his complete disappearance.

‘If Liz is Charlize, then everything fits.’

She wouldn’t have felt the need to live as Liz.

Kahu’s breath trembled as he recalled his overwhelming skills. All swordsmen knelt down and he stood as the winner with overwhelming skills.

Because he had a lot of thoughts, he rode a carriage instead of a horse. All the way back to the mansion, in the carriage, Kahu was immersed in his world.

The memory before the return and the view seen through the window are mixed.

What’s real, what’s fake. Now he knows.

However,

Only one thing was confusing.

‘…Are you good or bad?’

If this empire leads to destruction, it is Charlize’s will. However, Kahu also saw Charlize in front of the children.

Charlize, who was always charismatic to the extent that all the other nobles were surprised, was endlessly kind and gentle at the orphanage.

Charlize was sincere.

The laughter of happy children was also real. If so, is Charlize a good person? Or a bad person? It was the first confusion that could not be defined by a single one way.

The carriage arrived soon.

“Master. I have prepared a costume for the opera.”

When Kahu arrived at the mansion, the butler said.

Only then did Kahu recall an appointment with his family in the evening.

Kahu nodded and entered the room.

The butler waited on him. Kahu changed his clothes indifferently.

The duchess’s voice was heard over the door, followed by a brief knock.

“Kahu, are you ready?”

“Wait a minute, mother.”

“We’re done. We’ll be waiting at the entrance, so come down slowly.”

His mother, the Duchess, had a cheerful voice.

“Yes.”

Kahu thought as he answered.

‘Before the return, she was the people of the 13th Prince.’

Although his mother had an unknowingly gloomy atmosphere.

The future disappeared as the 13th prince lived in the light without being hidden. Thanks to this, she became a finite person rather than in the future.

It was also his mother who suggested opera to build memories with his family.

Kahu, dressed formally, checked his clothes in the mirror.

It wasn’t bad.

It wasn’t until he grabbed the handle to open the door that a thought crossed his mind.

‘Charlize in this life had seen me for the first time.’

In the swordsmanship competition, for 15-year-old Charlize, it must have been the first meeting with Kahu.

It’s true that there has been talk of engagement since childhood, but the marriage has fizzled out as she became the teacher of the prince and filed an application for expulsion.

It was right that there shouldn’t be any feelings. And actually, Charlize was a beautiful and dreamy person at first glance, but very cold and rational.

‘Is it right for Charlize’s sword to stop like that?’

In the battle with Kahu, the trajectory of Charlize’s sword was slightly shaken for a few moments.

The meaning was obvious.

Charlize recognized Kahu. Obviously. She couldn’t have made such a mistake if it were just in this life. So, Kahu was convinced.

‘Future.’

Charlize as well,

She went through the future once.

He stopped breathing. The shivers ran through his body. Kahu’s hand, which grabbed the handle, had a brutal force.

Charlize remained in place throughout the founding ceremony.

Because the number of nobles who participated reached hundreds, a lot of donations were made for orphanages.[I will run the orphanage responsibly with my honor, Grandmaster.]

Count Hart said in fear of Charlize.

He was surprised even though he thought it was natural that Charlize had the power to move the emperor.

Charlize didn’t forget to visit the teacher and tell him to pay special attention to Gold.

[Gold doesn’t seem to get along well with her peers.]

[Oh my, yes, yes, grandmaster. I will do my best.]

Bending his back 90 degrees, the teacher made a firm promise to Charlize.

He said he would make Gold get along with her friends.

Returning to the Imperial Palace, Charlize had a simple dinner with Dylan.

Originally, it was an etiquette for the imperial family and the teacher to share a room and board together.

After all the work was done, Charlize entered the lilac room.

When she was alone, the tension was relieved. Fatigue rushes in. She was tired.

But was it a reaction that reminded her of Kiera? It seemed like she couldn’t sleep well today.

Charlize saw the piano in the lilac room and thought of Dylan.

“Sister, you smell like a fairy.”

The words of Gold lit up her silver eyes.

‘Fairy.’

Charlize raised her palm and smelled it. But maybe because it’s her body. It didn’t smell like anything.

‘I’ll have to ask the fairy myself.’

The vase, decorated with different flowers every day, was still placed on the windowsill.

Charlize approached the vase in the dark.

‘It appeared mainly in flowers.’

Fairies were unruly and would show up when they wanted to.

As Charlize approached the flower, there was no fairy this time.

Because Charlize had never summoned a fairy. She hesitated and tried to talk.

“By any chance. Can you come out?”

It was quiet for a while.

The flower in the vase was a red rose.

Can’t she just call the fairy out like this? The moment when Charlize thought about it, a fairy popped out of the bud with her face sticking out.

And friends soon showed up.

<You called us.>

<We’ve been called!>

The fairies clapped their hands.

It’s the first time fairies feel so glad.

Charlize gladly extended her hand. Little fairies sat down on her fingers. It tickled her skin.

“…I want to ask you something.”

When Charlize started talking carefully, the fairies smiled brightly.

Unlocks mana without limit. The fairies were delighted.

<Anything is fine.>

<Just tell us.>

Looking at the fairies who were full, Charlize asked. In the dark, the fairies glowed more dreamily.

“Someone said I smell like a fairy. Is it true?”

<That’s right.>

The fairy immediately affirmed.

<Charlize is.>

<Smells like us.>

<Like me!>

The fairies responded with a laugh.

‘So that’s true.’

Maybe she just can’t smell herself.

Charlize, who was thinking, suddenly wondered. Come to think of it. Why are fairies doing her a favor?

‘Because I have a blood relationship with fairies.’

Why would they do that to Charlize, who had only mixed blood in her?

It was not right to say that simply by giving mana to the hungry ghost. Even when Charlize was not using her mana, the fairies would grant her a favor.

“Then let me ask you one more question.”

The fairies smiled cutely as if they were acting cute.

“Why are you guys so kind to me?”

However, in front of this question from Charlize, the fairies also looked embarrassed.

<Ehyrit.>

<Scattered now.>

<I can’t tell you.>Her voice sounded like she was about to cry. Charlize was puzzled at the unexpected sight she saw for the first time.

‘Did you say Ehyrit?’

It is the first time she has ever seen someone address a God by the honorific name.

The fairies soon flew around in random ways, perhaps to distract Charlize.

Charlize followed the fairies wandering around the lilac room with her eyes.

<We’re full!>

<Altogether Charlize.>

<Thanks to you.>

<I’m happy!>

Thanks for saying that, but…

What Charlize wanted to hear was more specific information. Why are they being particularly kind to Charlize?

But the fairies didn’t seem to want to talk easily.

“Is it difficult to say?”

The fairies didn’t answer, they just talked about something else.

<I know why you called us.>

<You want to sleep comfortably.>

<Shall I sprinkle some special powder?>

The fairies suggested it first. Although she did want to sleep comfortably.

Charlize stared at the fairies calmly. They drew the line for the first time. The beings who were always eager to do whatever they wanted.

‘I’ll have to investigate this by myself.’

She gave up asking more questions.

Without forcing the fairies to answer, Charlize nodded slowly.

“…If I can sleep comfortably, that’s fine.”

The fairies finally smiled with relief. Waiting silently, Charlize lay down on the bed.

The fairies approached Charlize with their transparent shining wings. Slowly dripping strange powder on her bedside.

<Dream of the past.>

<The magic powder that makes you look back again.>

<The fairy powder.>

Fairy powder?

She didn’t have time to ask.

Right after that, tiredness rushed through her body like a wave. All her energy is gone and her mind goes blank.

There was a fragrant smell. Her eyes close by themselves. She felt like she was being sucked in. Helplessly to somewhere. Fall and fall.

Soon Charlize fell asleep.

It was a dream.

At the same time, it was a memory before the return.

Charlize didn’t know the moment she regained consciousness. As no one remembers the beginning of the dream, when she opened her eyes, the situation was already unfolding.

‘Kiera.’

This feeling.

A feeling that will never be forgotten.

Charlize is now, in her dream, a magic sword. She intuitively realized the background of her dream.

‘The day the new emperor was crowned.’

The 5th Prince, who was the only one who attended the funeral of Dylan’s mother, the 7th concubine.

It was the day he inherited the throne as the second generation after the death of Dietrich I.

Charlize, the ‘Kiera’, was on the throne. She was dazed by her reflection on the clean glass floor.

A gorgeous silver sword. All the way to the handle with a sapphire that everyone admired.

‘Is it because it’s fairy powder?’

It was too vivid.

Her heart started beating like it was going to explode. Someone was walking towards the throne where she was. It was a familiar silhouette.

Because,

‘Surprisingly.’

Because it was Dylan.

Before regression, Dylan was only the 13th Prince. The imperial family who lived quietly without revealing his presence.

It was strange to see him a little older than the current Dylan. His face was slightly older than Charlize.

‘This.’

It was definitely her memory.

Before regression, Dylan had visited Kiera.

Facing ‘Kiera’, Dylan slowly approaches. He strode up the stairs to the top of the throne.

She was overwhelmed with a sense of oppression that cannot be described in words. She felt distant. She felt dizzy. Why did she forget this memory?

Dylan was looking at herself as ‘Kiera’ with a strange face.

The silence was brief.

[I want to have it.]

Dylan’s lips bend slowly. The gentle smile was very different from that of the royal family.

[You.]

‘Kiera’ has no freedom.

His hand was reaching for ‘Kiera’.