I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 65

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 065

To think that Calliton, who wouldn’t bleed a drop if pricked, would get sentimental.

‘How is it that every single one of these guys has some backstory?’

But whether Calliton had a hidden lover or one he’d let go, it didn’t really concern me.

The man I need to conquer is Jerome Winston, after all.

‘Well, whatever the case, he must have some heartbreaking story. It’s nice that he has some humanity.’

Right. It would be boring if he were too perfect.

I deliberately spoke in a light tone.

“That person must be fortunate.”

“Why?”

“Because you think of them so much that you unknowingly resemble them.”

I pointed my finger at the night sky where the aurora was floating.

“Just as Your Highness thinks of that person, they’re probably thinking of Your Highness from up there, don’t you think?”

“…”

The surroundings became quiet.

It was different from peaceful silence. Even the wind and the rustling of grass seemed to have stopped.

An unstable atmosphere that could break at any moment settled heavily around us.

“That couldn’t be the case.”

The voice that broke the silence was cold.

I could even sense twisted mockery in that tone.

“Even if they do think of me, it wouldn’t be anything pleasant.”

“Why? Did you do something to earn their resentment?”

“Who knows.”

In this empire, that person wouldn’t be the only one cursing you. Why worry so much about it?

If I said that, I’d be treated like someone with a broken personality.

I smiled brightly and softened my words.

“Well, what does it matter anyway? At least Your Highness thinks fondly of that person.”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“Tell that person to keep hating Your Highness. All it’ll do is give them wrinkles between their brows.”

“Hmm.”

“And they say that people who get cursed at live long lives.”

“Is there such a saying? I’ve never heard it.”

“There is. In a country across the sea.”

More precisely, in a country called South Korea across dimensions, but that’s not particularly important so let’s move on.

When I glossed over it vaguely, Calliton let out a chuckle.

“Then I’ll live a long life.”

Calliton Grailhart. You’re someone who’s good at self-objectification, aren’t you?

I was mentally giving him a standing ovation for his metacognition when Calliton continued.

“Superior people tend to receive a lot of envy, after all.”

“…”

I’m starting to wonder whether his self-objectification is working properly or if it’s broken.

But Calliton had already returned to his usual demeanor.

“The night air is getting cold. Let’s head back.”

Calliton turned his reins toward the Duke’s Palace.

Well, anyway, he seems to be in a better mood than before, so I guess it’s fine.

On horseback returning to the Duke’s Palace, I fell into thought.

Actually, Calliton wasn’t born with a fate of longevity. He had been poisoned to death at his wedding, after all.

I suddenly became curious.

Who was it that poisoned Calliton?

Considering they poisoned the empire’s crown prince at his wedding no less, the culprit must not be an ordinary person.

Thinking about Calliton’s approaching end made me feel complicated. Even if he’s unlucky, he’s not a bad person.

Though I wasn’t religious, I made a wish while looking at the cascading stars.

For this person to not die and live a long, long life.

After all the twists and turns, the ball finally ended.

And at last. Lowell and the Imperial Knight Order arrived at the Duke’s Palace.

“Lady!”

Lowell stepped down from the carriage with a bright smile and approached. Then he gently took my hand with his delicate fingers.

“Have you been well? Wasn’t the northern journey too difficult?”

“It was better than I expected. Everyone treated me well.”

Seeing Lowell after so long made me genuinely happy, so I greeted him with a smile.

“How are you, Master? You must be tired from the long journey.”

“I’m fine. Just seeing Lady already makes my fatigue disappear.”

He really knows how to talk.

Then, Lowell’s gaze fell on my neckline.

“Are you wearing the necklace I gave you?”

“Ah, I took it off for a moment.”

“…”

Suddenly, silence fell.

Lowell’s face was smiling with his mouth but not with his eyes.

I know what kind of expression this is.

Isn’t this the face he makes when he’s angry?

Don’t tell me he’s acting like this because I’m not wearing the necklace?

‘What is he, my boyfriend or something?’

It was slightly absurd, but I answered politely.

“It’s such an expensive gift from Master. It would be a shame if it got scratched.”

The necklace Lowell gave me looked like the most expensive thing I owned.

I can’t just carelessly wear around a necklace that looks more expensive than my own worth, right?

Lowell spoke in a calm voice.

“That necklace has protective magic cast on it.”

“Protective magic?”

“Lady needs a safety device to protect her when I’m not by her side.”

Such good magic was cast on it?

You should have told me earlier!

Then I would have carried it around all the time!

If it’s magic cast by Lowell, it must be quite high-level magic. Then the danger from monsters would be reduced too.

I made a solemn expression and held out my pinky finger to Lowell.

“I’ll wear it every day from now on! Promise!”

Lowell, who had been quietly looking at my finger, smiled faintly.

Then he hooked his finger around my pinky.

“Make sure you keep that promise.”

Just then, Calliton and Jerome, who had finished preparing to go out, came in.

Spotting the two men, Lowell greeted them with a composed attitude.

“I greet His Imperial Highness the Crown Prince. Have you been well, Your Grace?”

Jerome also politely returned the greeting.

“Thanks to you, there have been no incidents. You must have had a hard time traveling such a long distance.”

I secretly glanced at Jerome.

After the incident on the terrace. I needed to clear up Jerome’s misunderstanding but hadn’t been able to.

As preparations for the full-scale investigation began, there hadn’t been an opportunity to be alone with Jerome.

Whenever I happened to encounter Jerome, he would offer a formal greeting and immediately excuse himself.

He was clearly avoiding me again.

‘I need to look for an opportunity.’

I’ll resolve this misunderstanding somehow during this expedition.

As I was steeling my resolve, Calliton spoke to Lowell.

“An expedition right after arriving without even recovering from travel fatigue. Aren’t you tired?”

“If I said I was tired, would you let me rest?”

“Not a chance.”

Lowell let out a faint laugh as he spoke.

“I slept in the carriage on the way here. There’s no time to delay, so let’s depart immediately.”

What workaholics these people are.

As soon as Lowell arrived, we set out on our full-scale investigation of the North.

Riding alone with Lowell in the carriage, I quietly watched him reading his book.

‘They said the temple created a law prohibiting meetings with the opposite sex because of Lowell, right?’

What on earth did he do for such a law to be created?

Could it be that Lowell Chiffrion was actually a famous playboy at the temple?

With his good looks, wealth, and abilities, it would be believable if female devotees competed over Lowell.

But considering the story about him being excommunicated from the temple for using black magic to resurrect the dead, he surely had his own untold circumstances.

‘Well, it’s not really important to me.’

Just then, Lowell spoke while keeping his eyes fixed on his book.

“Do you have something you want to say to me, Lady?”

Does he have multiple eyes or something?

Embarrassed at being caught spying, I cleared my throat awkwardly.

And since I was already caught, I decided to ask about something I’d been curious about.

“You said you were a priest, Master. How did you end up leaving the temple?”

Of course, I knew it was because of black magic, but I hadn’t heard it directly from him.

I wanted to hear the proper story from the person involved.

“Lady.”

Lowell shifted his gaze from the book he was reading to look at me.

With an expression devoid of any emotion—neither smiling nor cold—he quietly opened his mouth.

“The temple may appear sacred on the outside, but inside it’s extremely unreasonable.”

“Did you leave because you disliked the corrupt temple?”

Lowell shifted his gaze to the window.

Through the frost-covered window, the clattering sound of horse hooves could be heard.

After silently gazing outside, he spoke in a calm voice.

“Do you have convictions, Lady?”

“Convictions?”

At the sudden question, I fell into thought.

Convictions. I do have them.

If I had to say, it would be conquering Jerome and returning home.

“Yes. I do.”

At my answer, Lowell closed his book.

Shifting his gaze to me, he continued his question in a low, quiet voice.

“How much of yourself would you be willing to sacrifice for your convictions, Lady?”

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