Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 39

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39.

“Soeddongi. I think I have the ability to distinguish poison.”

Calisia placed her hand on the kitchen counter with a thud and made a solemn declaration. Young Cain must have cleverly noticed that his younger sister had special abilities. Including the fact that something was wrong with the Grand Lady’s meal.

“Don’t do useless things.”

Ian, who had been called to the Northern Castle Kitchen in the middle of the night, grumbled with a very displeased expression. It was because Calisia pulled off bizarre stunts every other day. And poison, no less—it only made him sigh. It hadn’t even been long since she injured her eyes.

“Look. Here are five soups. And one poison.”

Calisia shook a small glass bottle containing dark green liquid.

“If you pick one of these and put poison in it, I’ll guess…”

“I refuse.”

Ian struck first before Calisia could finish speaking. He showed a firm attitude that it was absolutely not allowed.

“Don’t refuse.”

“Don’t copy me.”

Ian rolled his eyes in disbelief at Calisia, who was mimicking his way of speaking. She always teased people like this whenever they wouldn’t move according to her will.

“If you refuse, I’ll call someone else. Soeddongi.”

“Haa.”

Ian, knowing Calisia’s stubbornness, swept his hair back as if already exhausted.

“Just once. There won’t be a second time.”

Ian snatched the glass bottle. He calculated it was better to dirty his own hands than entrust Calisia’s safety to someone else.

“That’s more like it. Call me when you’re done.”

Calisia patted Ian’s forearm in what could barely be called encouragement and turned around.

“…”

Ian fell into contemplation while looking at the five tomato chili soups placed on the counter.

“I’m done.”

Ian, having organized his thoughts, gently tapped Calisia’s shoulder.

“Let’s see.”

Calisia rubbed her hands together while looking down at the soups. A broken heart and a weak body. To think that this physical form she thought was only weak contained not just Blue Flame but also such special abilities. She couldn’t help but feel excited.

“First, with my eyes.”

Calisia focused her eyes and stared intently at the five soups. She didn’t yet know how she distinguished poison.

“…Number 4.”

Calisia looked down at the fourth soup with suspicious eyes. Its color looked particularly thick and dark. Something impure was definitely mixed in.

“Number 4?”

Ian snorted loudly at the complete miss.

“No? It’s not the eyes?”

Embarrassed, Calisia scratched her head. It seemed she distinguished by nose, not eyes. Sniff sniff— She buried her nose in the soup and inhaled.

“Number 1. It smells particularly good. Things that are bad for you usually taste good.”

Calisia pointed to the first soup with a face full of confidence. But this time too, it was the wrong answer.

“What? That’s not it either? Don’t tell me you distinguish by eating it?”

Calisia tilted her head as if she couldn’t understand at all and lifted the soup bowl entirely.

“What are you doing?”

Startled by that reckless behavior, Ian urgently grabbed Calisia’s wrist.

“I won’t die. I won’t die. They say the Valus don’t die from eating poison. Something about a fire that swallows everything or burns everything.”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t feel pain.”

“Geez. Soeddongi. What exactly do you think of me? This body isn’t just any Valus but the owner of Blue Flame. If it hurts, I can just burn it right away. You worry too much.”

Ian’s forehead bulged with veins at her attitude of putting her own body last again.

“…Do whatever you want.”

Ian, clenching his teeth, crossed his arms and gestured toward the soup with his chin. Calisia then gulped down the fifth soup.

“It’s delicious though…?”

Calisia, uncertain, took another sip of the soup. The flavor was amazing with various vegetables, tomatoes, and butter.

“Is it this one?”

Frowning, Calisia pointed to the second soup. Ian shook his head with an indifferent look.

“This one then?”

Calisia pointed to the third soup and nodded.

“Nope.”

Ian said in a grumpy tone.

“Damn it. You’re saying none of them!”

“There was no soup with poison in it from the beginning. And you don’t have any ability to distinguish poison either.”

Ian leaned against the counter and bent down to meet Calisia’s eye level. He pulled up the corners of his mouth in a grin. Seeing Calisia’s dumbfounded expression made his old frustration subside.

“…Are you really crazy?”

Calisia, who had lost all fighting spirit beyond disbelief, opened her mouth slightly.

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“It’s delicious. Just delicious!”

Calisia, who had eaten several poisoned pies in a row, clutched her head in frustration.

-Looking at your clothes, that seems to be the case. Oh my— just how many pies did you eat! Young Miss. Can you breathe properly?

Isaac clicked his tongue looking at her belly that had swollen round under her dress.

“Why is it delicious! Why exactly! Are the poisonous herbs too weak? Should I try something stronger?”

Calisia shook out the remaining poisonous herbs into the pie. As Ian said, she had absolutely no ability to distinguish poison. Seeing how she only found it delicious even after eating poisonous herbs. And if she could tell by eating, that would be a food taster, not a superpower.

“No. There definitely is something. Ah, really, what exactly did he see to say that?”

From the circumstances, Calisia definitely had some unknown ability. The problem was she had no idea how it worked.

-What you desperately need now is an ally to watch your back. Calisia.

Calisia, recalling the Previous Head of House’s advice, rubbed her face dry. Honestly speaking, at first she didn’t feel much sense of crisis. It wasn’t like the Fire Ritual where they clearly set a death date saying ‘You will be burned alive in one month.’

“Now I understand why powerless kings of old couldn’t sleep.”

Calisia made a tearful face and tilted her stiff neck back. A sword aimed at her throat. The threat of assassination that could come at any time was more maddening than expected. Moreover, as the Previous Head of House said, unlike Cain, her own power was still minimal. It meant she couldn’t even properly take care of herself, let alone fight the maternal relatives.

“…Cain Valus. Cain Valus.”

So the breakthrough she found was the Grand Duke’s Son. In fact, it was close to having no choice. Regrettably, in this damned family, he was the only one worth joining hands with. But Cain was someone with clear expectations of her. This superpower whose nature she couldn’t understand at all.

“Aaaaaaaah! I don’t know! I don’t know!”

Calisia, blocked by a wall, let out a scream of frustration and spun around the bedroom. It was maddening to have the card the other party wanted in her hand but not know what it was.

In the end, after racking her brain all day, what Calisia chose was a frontal assault.

Bang!

“Hey. Let’s play the guessing game.”

Following the servants’ guidance to the top floor of Central Castle, Calisia flung open a door. The first thing to greet her was a long figure sprawled on a large bed.

“…Baby?”

Cain Valus— He sat up from the bed with a smile that stretched from ear to ear. How could he not welcome his pretty younger sister who had come to the tiger’s cave on her own feet?

‘Crazy bastard. Look how happy he is.’

Calisia inwardly clicked her tongue at his creepily giggling appearance. Even when hungry, there are things you can and can’t eat, and Cain was the latter. However, her situation was too urgent to be picky about cold rice or spoiled rice. Even if it was like avoiding a fox only to meet a tiger.

“Why would our baby suddenly visit? It can’t be that you suddenly missed your brother.”

He instantly moved in front of Calisia and asked while grinning.

“I told you I came to play the guessing game?”

“So why?”

“Let’s do some nostalgia. As you said, it’s our reunion after several years.”

Calisia raised her right eyebrow and smiled following Cain’s lead. If she was overwhelmed in the battle of wills from the start, she’d be easily manipulated. Actually, at first she had tried to imitate a gentle, weak younger sister.

-Damn it! What are you…

But she had already thrown all kinds of tantrums at the meal with the Head of House, so she gave up.

‘That would only arouse suspicion.’

So she would go with the concept of a black flame dragon going through an intense rebellious phase. Besides, guys like Cain lose interest faster the more submissively you act. It meant she could be sucked dry and discarded.

“You’ve become quite the liar while I was away. Our little one.”

Cain chuckled softly as he gently stroked her silver-violet hair. The silky texture tickled between his fingers. What would happen if he grabbed it tightly like this? Would she cry loudly like before?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Cain, who had been lost in his own thoughts for a moment, snapped back to attention at the blunt voice.

“Here.”

Cain raised his finger and tapped his own head, his eyes gleaming like a mischievous child who had found a toy.

“There’s something wrong with you.”

“…You seem awfully interested in me. The others didn’t really notice.”

Calisia, who had hesitated for a moment, quickly composed her expression. Come to think of it, it wasn’t surprising. For Cain, who had strong connections within the family house, investigating her background would be a piece of cake.

“Interest?”

The smile instantly vanished from Cain’s face. His coldly hardened gaze pierced into Calisia. His feelings toward her weren’t something as trivial as mere interest.

“This isn’t interest, it’s anger. Cali.”

He finally grabbed his sister’s hair tightly in his grip.

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