Chapter 31: Leticia’s Younger Sister is the Best Sword in the North? (Part 3)

“Sister, have you finally gone mad because you can’t forget Master?”

“……Huh?”

“…Huh?”

“Master is a man, not a woman. That person is a woman no matter how you look at it. Besides, the physique and

name are all different, so what are you talking about?”

At Charle’s indifferent response, Leticia and Charlotte wore bewildered expressions. Charlotte’s expression, in

particular, was a sight to behold. Charlotte’s eyes widened, and her jaw dropped as she stared at Charle.

‘Cha, Charle cursed!’

The last time Charlotte saw her, she was a child(?) who couldn’t even utter childish insults like “stupid” or “idiot” to

others. Charlotte was shocked, recalling the image of Charle, who, though sharp, was surprisingly gentle, unlike a

child of the North.

‘My baby cursed! And right in front of me! My baby has changed! No. Well, she’s not my baby, but Charle was my

baby in the sense that I raised her with my heart. I taught her everything, from swordsmanship to physical training,

so of course, she’s my baby.’

‘Sigh. Could it really be a late puberty…?’

Unaware of Charlotte’s deep thoughts, Charle gave Charlotte a cold look before turning her head to look at her own

sister. She frowned, shaking her head from side to side as if to say it was truly hopeless.

“I understand your feelings, Sister. I know how much you miss Master…better than anyone. But there’s a line that

people must draw. This isn’t it.”

Her sister has gone mad because she can’t forget her former lover. Charle accepted the situation as such.

Seeing Leticia dabbling in various summoning magic and even forbidden arts every day because she couldn’t forget

her master, Damian Radius, Charle had thought that Leticia wasn’t in her right mind even then. But with this

incident, she knew for sure.

Sadly, her sister was mad.

It’s stranger not to know, given that she’s showing everything a beautifully mad genius can do. Charle herself misses

and cannot forget her master, Damian, so she can’t even begin to imagine how sad and painful it must be for her

sister, who was his lover.

Charle’s eyes briefly held sympathy and compassion, recalling Leticia endlessly researching summoning magic,

missing the time when she couldn’t even meet him, before disappearing.

Her sister terribly hates being pitied or sympathized with by others.

Charle sighed, pulling out memories from the past.

She remembers her sister coughing up blood.

She remembers her sister repeating the same magic until her mana ran out, collapsing again and again.

She remembers her sister who didn’t eat, sleep, or do anything properly, only researching when she didn’t have classes.

She remembers her sister who couldn’t open her eyes for a while as punishment for touching forbidden magic.

Charle remembers all the research her sister has done so far. Leticia worked hard, to the extent that even Charle,

who was ignorant of magic, knew how great and remarkable Leticia’s research was.

She was a genius and a stronger wizard than anyone, but she lost her precious lover. This was a different kind of

affection than the feelings Charle herself once had for Damian.

Charle spoke to her sister, who had once lived a more intense life than anyone, with sincere consolation.

“Sister, are you really okay? If it’s hard, you can take a break from your professor duties for a while. I’ll talk to Father

about the succession. Huh? Sister.”

“…Wait. Um, Charle?”

“It’s okay to rest and come back, Sister. The Headmaster and Father will also say it’s okay to rest if they know you’re

struggling.”

“Charle…Charle? Are you not listening to your sister right now?”

“I’m listening. I heard that you’ve recently been obsessed with some strange summoning magic research again. What

kind of bizarre research did you do? Who is that person, and why is she half-naked?”

At Charle’s words, Leticia’s gaze turned to Charlotte. Only then did Charlotte realize that she was completely naked,

and she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, sighing inwardly.

‘Ah. Now that I think about it, I’m naked, having taken off both my top and bottom. I felt a little empty, and it was

because of the clothes. It was a little cold, and it was because I wasn’t wearing clothes. It was a bit of a stupid worry.’

However, Charlotte was so distracted by the situation and talking to Leticia that she didn’t even notice that she was

naked until now, and Charlotte blushed slightly at the thought of showing such a disgraceful appearance in front of

her disciple, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time. Seeing Charlotte like that, Charle understood something on her

own, nodded, and said firmly.

“It’s not Master after all.”

‘Wait. I am your master.’

Charlotte shut her mouth, unable to say those words. It was better for her if Charle continued to misunderstand.

Charlotte had thought things would go wrong when Leticia dropped that unnecessary bomb, but fortunately, Charle

was a normal person with common sense(?).

Yes. It’s normal not to recognize your master, who was a man, when he returns as a woman. Leticia and Leo were

just special cases.

“But Leo-nim was also cursed and turned into a woman, so it might be too early to be certain.”

Charlotte had forgotten that there was an unexpected obstacle.

Charlotte thought of her friend who, though the circumstances were different, had also changed from a man to a

woman.

And she gritted her teeth.

Damn Leo Starfield. Why is it that a friend is never any help? Charlotte smiled faintly, seemingly satisfied with

Charle’s reasoning. It seemed that she would no longer concern herself with this matter. Unfortunately. Having

dropped all the bombs, both real and imagined.

Regardless, Charle left her sister behind and strode up to Charlotte.

Charlotte had thought about it before, but Charle was definitely taller than the average woman. When Charlotte was

a man, she had been taller, but now the situation was reversed. Charlotte, who now had to look up at Charle, blinked.

Charle briefly looked at Charlotte and then asked a straightforward question.

“You’ve been silent since earlier, and I don’t want to force you since it’s our first time meeting, so I’ll ask you

directly.”

Gulp.

Charlotte’s throat bobbed with tension. Ye, is she going to ask if her sister’s words are true, if she really is Damian

Radius? Then what should she answer? She couldn’t think of a suitable response. Leticia must have been expecting

this situation. She had used her disciple, Charle, as a card to more firmly bind Charlotte to this world.

Charlotte once again realized how firm Leticia’s resolve was, to the point that she would openly resort to strong-arm

tactics because she so terribly hated to share Damian—Charlotte—with others.

And she realized. She could no longer escape. Facing the reality she had to confront somehow, Charlotte was

thinking of the best answer to give Charle when she suddenly gaped at Charle’s action of bowing her head.

Leticia was the same. Surprised by her sister’s sudden action, Leticia’s eyes widened.

“Wh, what…”

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what kind of rudeness my sister has committed, but I will apologize and compensate for

everything on her behalf. My sister, despite how she looks, is the Wise One of the Hero’s Party and the one who will

become the ruler of the North. Could you please be generous just this once, Miss?”

“…Wait a minute. Charle…nim?”

“Could it be…did my sister do something so terrible that you can’t forgive her?! Is that it?! Ah. I didn’t know my

sister was so crazy, but it’s all my fault. I should have paid attention to my sister’s madness…!”

Charle was making a huge misunderstanding. Charlotte, who was looking at Charle’s expression head-on, urgently

turned her gaze to Leticia, thinking that something terrible would happen if this continued.

But Leticia was not in a state to be of much help either. Leticia’s eyes, looking at Charle with a dazed expression,

trembled. Charlotte closed her mouth at the indescribable expression, but that seemed to fuel Charle’s

misunderstanding even more.

Glancing, Charlotte saw Charle’s face turn white, then blue, and finally bright red. Charlotte thought.

‘Hmm. She’s pissed.’

This was something Charlotte could tell even after not seeing Charle for several years. That Charle was very angry

right now. Charle let out a cry towards Leticia. It was like the roar of a dragon.

“Sister! What the hell did you do?! Why is the lady naked in bed…Hngh. Sister. You didn’t happen to awaken to a

new taste, did you…?”

Charle, who saw the red lipstick mark on Charlotte’s neck, hit her forehead. Crazy. Charle, who saw her sister’s

trembling pupils, muttered a small curse. Already, in Charle’s eyes, Leticia was seen as an inhuman being.

“Sister…weren’t you…pure-hearted…? You always said that you would only hug Master, even when you hugged.

Really, did you happen to hug that lady?”

Misunderstanding spread misunderstanding and eventually caused a bigger misunderstanding.

It’s your own fault. Charlotte muttered. Leticia, who had spread unnecessary bombs and was caught in return, made excuses.

“It’s not like that, Charle! It was a consensual act. I didn’t force it at all! In the first place, she’s Damian, Damian!

Your master! Leo became a woman, so why can’t Damian become a woman? It’s not impossible, is it?”

“I understand your words, Sister. Of course, it could be a consensual relationship, and Master could have appeared

as a woman. Yes. But it’s hard to believe…that Master, who returned to his hometown, has come back.”

“Charle.”

“If you’re really Master, I’ll have to be prepared, but please say it yourself. Are you really Master, as my sister said?

Didn’t my sister threaten you or anything? It’s okay to tell the truth.”

I’m screwed.

Charlotte accepted this situation as such. Charlotte, who looked at Leticia, who was opening her eyes brightly, once,

and at Charle, who was smiling softly with her eyes curved but not smiling with her mouth, hardened her face.

It’s a disaster no matter who I choose!

Damn it.