Let’s Tame The Crazy Heroine - Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

Huh? When did he get here?

I hurriedly threw on a shawl and went out to the balcony.

Shamal, who had been quietly gazing up at the night sky, turned to look at me as I stepped onto the balcony.

His cheeks were flushed red, perhaps from the night breeze.

“Sorry, Shamal. I dozed off… You should have woken me when you arrived.”

“I just… you were sleeping so peacefully…”

Shamal’s gaze, which had been drifting through the night sky, fell upon me.

His silver-gray eyes, sparkling in the moonlight, looked just like stars floating in the night sky.

Without realizing it, I found myself quietly gazing into Shamal’s eyes, when suddenly his silver-gray pupils trembled greatly.

“Your cheek…”

“Ah…”

Only then did I realize my cheek was horribly swollen, and I hurriedly let my hair down.

However, Shamal brushed my hair aside and examined my cheek intently.

“Why, why is it like this?”

“…I was hit.”

I spoke quietly, avoiding Shamal’s eyes.

Shamal’s fingers, cooled by the night air, gently brushed against my cheek.

“By whom?”

“I don’t want to say.”

“Why?”

Shamal asked persistently.

But Shamal was someone who, like me, had scars from being abused by family.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell such a Shamal that I too was being abused by my family.

When I pressed my lips tightly shut, Shamal frowned as if in pain.

Was he recalling the past?

“The person who hit you… it’s family, isn’t it?”

How did he know?

When I stared at Shamal with wide eyes, he spoke matter-of-factly.

“It doesn’t seem like you were hit very long ago, and you’re wearing pajamas. If you were hit at home, I thought it might be family.”

Maybe because he’s the male lead. He was quite smart.

I hesitated for a moment, then confessed the truth.

“My brother was probably in a bad mood.”

“He hits you because he’s in a bad mood?”

“That’s the kind of existence I am.”

When I smiled bitterly, Shamal frowned once again.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

“Of course it hurts.”

I looked straight into Shamal’s eyes as I spoke.

“But what can I do? Even if it hurts, I have to pretend it doesn’t. If I say it hurts, they’ll scold me terribly again.”

“I was like that too…”

Shamal frowned as if troubled and carefully continued speaking.

“But you have to tell someone. Otherwise it festers inside. Tell me at least that it hurts.”

Then he gently placed his hand on my cheek.

A blue light emanated from Shamal’s palm, and a warm feeling enveloped my cheek.

After a while, the pain that had been tormenting me disappeared without a trace.

“Is that healing magic?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing special though…”

Seeing Shamal become shy again, I thought I should quickly give him today’s compliment.

“I’ve decided on today’s compliment. Shamal is really kind. You’re good at empathizing too.”

“Am, am I really like that?”

Shamal smiled shyly.

It was then that Shamal, who still had his hand on my cheek, suddenly lifted my face up.

Shamal looked down at me quietly.

“…If it gets really hard, you can run away.”

“Where to? Where would I have to go…”

“Come to the Magic Tower.”

“What?”

I didn’t expect this?

Shamal looked down at me with serious eyes.

He seemed to be sincere.

But the Magic Tower was the exclusive domain of a select few mages.

There’s no way an ordinary person like me could enter…

“But I’m not a mage.”

“No, you’re not.”

“What?”

“You have magical power too.”

What?

I stared at Shamal with wide eyes.

I have magical power?

That can’t be. There was no such description in the original work.

Unlike my confused state, Shamal looked more serious than ever.

“You’re saying I have magical power?”

“Yeah. You definitely do. I can see it.”

I looked up at Shamal with complicated eyes.

“That can’t be possible…”

“Talent as a mage can manifest late too. From what I can see, René, it seems like your magical power manifested not too long ago.”

That’s probably why you didn’t know.

Shamal spoke soothingly to comfort me.

I suppressed my confused feelings and secretly opened the system window.

[8% until world destruction]

Seeing that the world destruction gauge remained the same, it seemed that René having magical power was a setting that existed in the original work too.

It just wasn’t mentioned in the original because she was an extra.

Relieved, I asked Shamal again.

“Do I really have magical power?”

“Yeah. It’s just a very small amount for now.”

I didn’t know how magical power would be used, but having it couldn’t be bad.

Who knows.

Maybe I could move the male leads’ hearts with magical power.

Excited, I firmly grasped Shamal’s hand.

Shamal blinked rapidly as if flustered.

“Then I can become a wonderful mage like Shamal too?”

“Y, yeah. Of course.”

I smiled brightly while holding Shamal’s hand with both of mine.

Thinking about achieving my goal, a genuine smile welled up from within.

“I’m really happy!”

Shamal stared at me blankly, then hurriedly pulled his hand away.

Oh right, this isn’t the time for this.

There was something I absolutely had to do when Shamal came.

“Shamal, could you please do me just one favor?”

“J-just hear me out.”

“I want to sneak into the First Princess’s Palace. Do you have any magical tools that could hide my body?”

Shamal’s expression immediately turned serious.

Then he looked at me with suspicious eyes.

“Why the First Princess’s Palace? You could just go if you were invited.”

Quite sharp.

While I was pondering what excuse to make, I soon pulled out a surefire move that would definitely work on Shamal.

“I can’t tell you that. But it’s to protect Beatrice.”

And it’s also to protect this world.

I swallowed those last words and looked at Shamal with sparkling eyes.

Did mentioning Beatrice work?

After pondering thoughtfully, Shamal soon began pulling magical tools out of thin air.

“There are things like this…”

“Wow. How do you do that?”

The magical tools were impressive, but Shamal pulling items out of thin air was even more amazing.

“I-I’m just taking them out of subspace. It’s simple.”

“Then I could do it too if I became a mage?”

“Yeah. You should be able to.”

At Shamal’s words, I clapped my hands in delight.

A free inventory! That was amazing.

Wouldn’t it be super convenient to fill the subspace with jewels and money and run away?

Shamal began pulling out various things, saying they were invisibility magical tools.

But…

“These are magical tools?”

A dented teapot, tattered socks that looked like someone had worn them, gloves with six fingers.

They looked more like trash than magical tools.

“U-uh. I tried making them myself…”

Shamal, you have no talent for making magical tools.

Seeing my troubled expression, Shamal rummaged around in his subspace and pulled out another magical tool.

“Th-this one doesn’t look great and is pretty ugly, but want to take a look?”

What came out of Shamal’s hand was none other than.

“Wow!”

A bracelet set with a sparkling light blue gem.

“With just this, other people won’t be able to see me, right?”

“U-uh. They won’t be able to hear the sounds you make either. But the effect only lasts for 1 hour. After that, you need to charge it with sunlight.”

“Shamal, could you possibly give me this? I’ll pay you however much you want.”

“N-no. It’s an ugly magical tool, so you can just take it.”

Shamal kept rubbing the back of his neck and blushing, as if embarrassed by his own skills.

It seemed Shamal didn’t have very good aesthetic sense.

I was grinning happily, thinking I could now go to the First Princess’s Tea Party without any problems, when Shamal suddenly threw cold water on my plans.

“But you won’t be able to use magical tools in the Imperial Palace, right?”

Ah! Come to think of it, I had forgotten the most important thing.

Even in the original story, for security reasons, only authorized magical tools could be used in the Imperial Palace.

I don’t have connections with any other mages besides Shamal. What should I do?

As I was lost in deep thought, Shamal glanced at me and opened his mouth.

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