I Picked Up a Witch With Amnesia

5. A Conflict Named Desire – 03

Bianca del Castana.

The eldest daughter of the Castana marquis, considered the most prestigious in the empire, and a rare great wizard who will be counted among the top five on the continent in 10 years. The strongest magician in the world who could use five completely different magics at the same time through the shadowless window, and was able to use magic with firepower equal to that of witches, even for an instant.

In addition, her own unique magic, ‘Sigh of White Flame’, which she created herself, was a magic that boasted transcendental power that was evaluated as being at the pinnacle of magic that humans can use today in terms of destructive power. . I didn’t need to explain it painfully, I was well aware of how strong the magic called ‘Sigh of the White Flame’ was.

It was because, before returning, he witnessed with his own two eyes that the nature of the Duchy of Estel melted like ice cream in the scorching sun due to the sigh of white flame blown by Bianca. When I think of that time, the urge to twist her neck springs up. Regardless of whether I really have the ability to do it.

It didn’t end there. It is said that Bianca, who received the ‘blessing of mana’ from the moment she was born, had her body reconstructed in the most perfect proportions that humans can have. In other words, it was possible to maintain a unique perfect appearance all the time without making any effort in life.

If it’s a family, it’s a family, if it’s magic, it’s magic, if it’s appearance, it’s appearance. A woman who has nothing to lose on the outside and is truly perfect. That could be said to be the public’s evaluation of a woman named ‘Bianca del Castana’.

But then what do you do? Over the past year, I have never thought of anything other than one kind of sentiment throughout my time with Bianca.

‘Damn it bitch.’

There was no need to write a grandiose review. Was there one or two times during the entire expedition that she turned my dress upside down? He’s not arrogant, his way of talking about other people is really short, and he’s had countless conflicts with other members of the expedition for unknown reasons that he never tells me.

Looking at Bianca like that, I nicknamed her ‘Mad Dog’ in my heart. Really, it couldn’t have been a more fitting nickname for her.

Of all Bianca’s many flaws, the one that freaked me out the most was that she loved to bully me. I don’t know, but I think the perception of me in Bianca’s head was not on the same level as the dog she raised at home.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be possible for people to treat other people like dogs?

But that doesn’t mean you can’t pretend to be crazy and try to fight her with her rank insignia. How could he attack a terrifying woman who would melt the nature of the Duchy of Estel like cheese? Bianca was a woman who planted fear in my heart in a very different way from the princess to me.

If there was one thing that was comforting to me, it was that the duke of Estelle and the Marquis of Castana were not ordinary enemies, but rather enemies. Since each of them is reluctant to even face each other, even if they are neighbors, it is a long way from meeting Bianca.

Before returning, she was a woman who had nothing to do with me, except for a few unfortunate encounters in childhood. That’s why I was concluding that I would never see that face again in this life, but Bianca was taking on the role of general manager of the delegation sent by the Marquis of Castana?

As soon as I heard my father’s words, I closed my eyes tightly involuntarily at the sense of despair that overtook me. It hadn’t been long since I had an unwanted reunion with the princess in the island, but it was clear that facing Bianca one after another would put a heavy strain on my heart.

“…Can’t your father talk to the delegation directly?”

I let out a sigh and told my father of my refusal. He would have followed his father’s advice in most cases, but sitting face-to-face with Bianca at the same table and talking to her was something he didn’t really like.

“Why? Could it be that Bianca was doing it for her?”

I don’t know how he found out, but with his ghostly eyes, my father figured out the reason for my refusal.

“yes.”

It was not something that could be hidden even if I had to hide it anyway, so I obediently expressed my affirmation to my father’s words.

“Why? Could it be that you hate that child?”

“…I do not know.”

Actually, I didn’t hate Bianca that much. It wasn’t because I had a damn taste for pleasure from being bullied by women.

…But it was because I felt there was no point in hating her now. I returned to the past 10 years ago, and everything I went through in the future has become nothing. Burning blind hatred towards people of the past based on future events that have now vanished was extremely tiring.

It’s just a small wish that I don’t want to have anything to do with my life in the future.

Father frowned at how he interpreted my ambiguous answer.

“Why? Even when they were young, they showed us how to play together.”

“…it suits you. It was just bad luck.”

“A bad relationship?”

Yes. It’s bad luck. Like me and Bianca, if you were a high-ranking noble such as a duke or a marquis, there were one or two events you had to attend regardless of your will. At such a spot, Bianca and I came face to face against each other’s will.

By the way, I would like to state that Bianca has been a girl with a yellow face since she was young. I still vividly remember the words the girl said to me when I first met Bianca.

‘…get off in front of me.’

‘…What?’

‘You are really stupid. It seems you haven’t even heard of a monstrous bitch from the Marquis of Castana, right? Don’t get hurt by wandering around next to me, just get out of here.’

Really, I couldn’t help but be an arrogant woman who had been arrogant since childhood. I didn’t like the way she stiffly raised her neck saying she was proud, so I said something to Bianca, who thought she was anything.

‘Why are you giving me orders when you’re a marquis? My family is a duke. It’s hard to be proud of a kid.’

That’s how Bianca and I rolled around. And, to my great regret, I was beaten up by a girl younger than me. To be honest, it was a really unfair fight. How could I possibly defeat a monstrous woman who said she learned how to manipulate magic from birth?

But Cain von Estel was not one of those men whose hearts would be broken by a few punches from a girl with such a small fist. Above all, the honor of the Duke of Estelle hung behind my back. I couldn’t help losing to someone else, but I couldn’t help but lose to the girl from the Marquis of Castana.

Even after that, every time I ran into Bianca several times, I constantly quarreled, and each time, I would hit and run with Bianca several times. The last time I met Bianca, I think we talked about something, but I don’t remember much about that. Honestly, how can you remember such trivial things?

“…well, you’re really stupid too. If you weren’t my son, I would have beaten you to the brink of death.”

“…yes?”

“done. What am I going to do with a painful explanation to an idiot like you? As the head of the Estelle duchy, I will give you an order. Keep your mouth shut and entertain the delegation in a dignified manner. I will not accept objections. Do you understand?”

“…..”

****

“Sure, Father. I will let you go.”

“Do that. I’ve delegated full authority to you, so why don’t you do whatever you want? Don’t worry about the future.”

Nodding my head at my father’s encouragement, I bowed lightly to my father and was about to depart for the drawing room with a few knights selected to ‘entertain’ the friends of the Marquis of Castana.

“Lord Cain, Lord Cain!”

“…? What’s wrong, Aria?”

Suddenly, Aria jumped up in front of me and then grabbed me by the hem of my clothes.

“Can I, too, go with Cain-nim? I won’t be a hindrance. I want to be of any help. Please.”

As she said that, Aria looked up at me with bright eyes. To be honest, those eyes were really foul play. If you ask someone with that look in your eyes, you can’t help but listen.

However, I refused Aria’s request without any hesitation. Arya’s request could not be granted.

“no. I can’t allow that, Arya.”

“…yes? Why?”

Aria’s face turned white at my rejection. When I see Arya like that, a sense of guilt fills my heart, thinking that I may have done something big wrong. However, it was impossible to accept Arya’s foolishness here. In the end, I had no choice but to harden my heart and shout bitterly at Arya.

“You won’t be of much help. I’m sorry, Aria.”

“…..”

At my direct words, Aria is crying. However, this time it was unavoidable. No matter how much Aria grows into a witch who will come to the world in 10 years, it is still a story of the future. At this point, Arya was nothing more than a cute lady-in-waiting in the Duchy of Estel. Of course, he is learning magic from old Carol, but it is unlikely that Aria, who has just laid the groundwork, will be of great help in case of emergency.

… Crucially, there was also a reason he didn’t want to face Bianca and Arya directly. The princess and Ariel were like that, and it was easy to notice that there was something strange about the situation. …Of course, it’s far more likely that I’m overreacting, but it could be one of a kind thing.

I smiled bitterly and gently touched Arya’s hair as an apology. Let’s apologize properly for this later. Having made up my mind, I passed Aria like that.

****

And, Arya was left alone.

“… Lord Cain.”

It was of no use. He himself, in the end, was of no use to that person.

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Made an effort I tried to be that person’s strength. He gave himself a name, prepared a place for himself, and tried to be the strength of that person who gave him the meaning of living. I thought that if I worked hard and tried and tried again, someday I would be of help to that person.

…but in the end he was useless. At the crucial moment, I was not able to help that person in any way. That fact made Arya sad.

Arya was no longer the immature Arya she was when she woke up on his bed. Now she knows a lot too. Because since I opened my eyes to this world, I saw many things, felt many things, and shared many things with him. As a result, the field of view of the world has also broadened, and I have realized more things.

For example, while he is a lowly girl of unknown origin, he is a young nobleman from a high-ranking aristocratic family, and it is only possible because of his consideration that he is allowed to be close enough to wait on him. To the extent that it is easy to understand.

I hated it. I hated myself for having no choice but to let that person go like this. I hated myself for not being able to do anything for that person.

…and, as he said, he hated himself for being useless.

“… Lord Cain.”

Left alone like that, she could only reproach herself for being placed safely outside the crisis.

for a while, like that. continue.