51.1 I’ll Clarify with the Prince!
“…Ugh.”
Amidst the spinning torrent of dizziness, Charlotte managed to pry her eyes open.
Technically, she was just standing in place, yet the nausea rose along with the vertigo. She felt as if she were endlessly spinning and falling…
Where is this…?
“—What did you say!? Why would His Majesty, my Father, summon us now of all times—!?”
“!”
After hearing a man’s voice, Charlotte quickly figured it out.
She was laying on top of a majestic bed in the corner of a lavish room. When she tried to stand up, however, she miserably fell down onto the floor with a thud.
Upon hearing that, the man turned around.
Her still blurry vision formed an image. She soon was able to recognize him as Randolph.
“You seem to have woken up, Charlotte.”
“Your Highness Randolph.”
As she stared at Randolph, she propped herself up with her arms.
“How pitiful! A fair maiden like you, prostrating herself before me—!”
“…”
“I can’t stress it enough—you’re wasted on Oswald. Although, in terms of impertinence, the two of you are made for each other. Had you not been a filthy slave from another country, I’d have taken you as my wife.”
“…”
“Hahaha, what do you think? No women wouldn’t rejoice at the mere thought of marrying into a royal family!”
“…”
At last, unable to suppress her swelling urge, Charlotte covered her mouth.
“—Bleeeeeurgh!”
“W-why are you vomiting!?”
Randolph was greatly taken aback.
But to be honest, Charlotte was barely paying him any attention.
T-this is, the teleport spell’s equivalent to “motion sickness”, also known as “teleportation sickness”—!
My body, my body remembers it well—!
Ever since I became me, I’ve only experienced high-precision teleport from Lord Oswald and his subordinates, so it slipped my mind—!
While covering her mouth, Charlotte begged Randolph.
“Your Highness Randolph, I’m sorry, this may sound brash but, but I seem to be suffering from teleportation sickness, so can you give me a glass of water?”
“T-teleportation sickness, you say? Seriously…”
Randolph took a step towards Charlotte before snapping his fingers.
“!”
Immediately after that, a magic circle manifested overhead and water cascaded from it.
Naturally, Charlotte couldn’t avoid it in time and was splashed with water. Thus, her hair and dress ended up soaking wet.
“How do you feel? I’ve kindly given you some water. If it isn’t enough, feel free to tell me and I’ll give you as much as you want.”
“…”
Charlotte blinked a few times, before clenching and opening her fists.
Then, she looked up at Randolph again and smiled.
“Thank you, Your Highness Randolph. Because of you, I feel like myself again.”
“…!!”
At her dauntless smile, Randolph’s face twitched.
Because of that downpour just now, the chaotic disruption of divine power has been rectified! Was it because I was hit by someone else’s magic? Both my dizziness and nausea went away, what a big discovery! Apparently, there’s a way to counteract teleportation sickness!
While thinking so inwardly, Charlotte smiled calmly.
“—Also, I’m honored to have been invited into your private space. That said, where the hell am I?”
“Hmph, there’s no use trying to find out.”
Randolph sneered and kneeled to match her eye level.
“We’re inside a barrier passed down by the royal family. It’s built with a special magic circle, one that cuts you off from the outside world. With the measly power you have left, I doubt you can escape. Besides, it isn’t like anyone can pinpoint your exact location.”
Then, the tracker is also useless.
By the way, said tracker was still decorating her neck.
However, if she couldn’t break through that barrier, it was unlikely help would arrive for her.
Charlotte was relieved by that.
I hope Lord Oswald doesn’t know about this place!
After all, his magic hadn’t yet recovered from its near-depleted state. If the two were to meet, a fight would inevitably break out. She didn’t want to burden Oswald.
However, Charlotte’s speculation soon wavered.
“Oswald’s most important mission is to supervise Saint Charlotte. Therefore, if she ‘goes missing’ and ‘doesn’t return’, what do you think will happen?”
“!”
Randolph’s mouth twisted into a crooked grin.
“What kind of punishment will befall Oswald, I wonder?”
“…”
Upon hearing those words, Charlotte felt a sense of crisis for the first time.
It didn’t matter if she was in danger.
However, it was another story if Oswald were forced to bear the brunt of it.
“…Why are you doing this?”
***T/N: Why is this prince always allowed to do as he please when he’s clearly evul like that…
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