C130
So, Roland's armed men surrounded Isaac.
Isaac whistled.
"This is incredible. I can't believe my father would do something like this..."
He was relaxed even though a sharp sword was pointed at his neck. Indeed, he was not an ordinary person.
He rolled his snake-like eyes and scanned Roland's and my faces.
"It seems that the reason my father is with this woman is not just because he wants the magic stones from Lucibiu mine. Isn't that right?"
"O-Of course not! I'm not interested in magic stones!"
Roland shouted as if it were absurd, but it actually seemed suspicious to me.
"That old man is definitely interested."
No wonder. Even though he considers me a benefactor who freed him from dark magic, he is strangely friendly with me.
Little did I know that I would soon receive a letter from Roland Cassius asking me to sell him magic stones.
Isaac finally sat obediently in the seat in front of me.
"I'm intrigued. Let's hear what you have to say."
I looked at Isaac and slowly opened my mouth.
"Do you like Liena?"
"Don't even mention her. That girl is the light of my life."
"Have you ever thought that was strange? Are you the type of person who needs light in your life?"
"...I wondered what you were going to say."
Isaac's smile took on a suspicious aura.
"Do you want to drive a wedge between Liena and me? I'm disappointed."
"I'm not joking; I'm just asking a question. About you."
"It seems you know me well."
"I know you. The thing is, Isaac Cassius wasn't very sad when his older brother died when he was young."
He raised his eyes and looked at Roland, who was sitting next to him.
"Did you even say that?"
"Noisy. Listen quietly."
"It's a waste of time. I'll get up."
For a man who was calm even when his father pointed a sword at him, it was an exaggerated reaction.
It was a natural result since my divine power had flowed into him before, conflicting with Liena's power originally in his body.
"I can't let you leave here."
Roland snapped his fingers, and all his men attacked Isaac.
As Isaac couldn't move due to the sudden attack, someone came with a rope and tied him up.
"Now, let's continue the story."
"Shut up! I won't let you get away with this!"
When Isaac yelled at me with bloodshot eyes, Roland suddenly hit his son on the back of the head.
"You're crazy! You can't watch what you say!"
... No, if this continues, he'll hold a grudge against us, not Liena, old man.
So began the one-sided conversation between Isaac Cassius and me.
I managed to continue the conversation while dealing with Isaac, who refused to listen, and stopping Roland, who frequently tried to hit his son.
After three hours, Isaac's rejection finally completely ceased.
"...Yes, you're right."
He spoke in an attitude that didn't make it clear whether he was empty or relieved.
"Why did I like that cheeky girl?"
As soon as the blessing was lifted, he was just like his father, criticizing Liena for everything.
"When I first saw her, it seemed like she acted innocently, but her way of speaking and acting was strangely intelligent."
He recalled the past with a confused expression.
"But as I kept looking at her, I started feeling affection for some reason, and she reminded me of a bunny..."
"Me too!"
Roland jumped up and agreed with his son.
"At first, when I heard that an orphan plebeian adopted by Edman came to see me, I was surprised and asked to see her face, but the more I looked at her, the more I laughed and wanted to see her. See!"
"My father? Just hearing it gives me goosebumps."
Listening to their conversation, I thought about the time it took for Isaac's blessing to be lifted.
"Three hours."
In the case of Isaac and Roland, there was no element that could resonate in the heart like Duke Cassius or Cecil, so the blessing was given solely through an ignorant conversation.
Considering that it took a whole night for Roland to come to his senses again, it was a significant breakthrough.
I felt proud because I felt that my special training with divine power every night was paying off.
At that moment, Isaac, who had been listening to Roland's general explanation of the situation for a while, opened his mouth.
"So, to summarize, Liena is a witch, and my family, including my father and me, have been contaminated with dark magic."
"Yes."
Roland agreed, and I kept my mouth shut.
There was no need to reveal the truth about the goddess's blessing.
"That's really amusing."
Isaac smiled at the corners of his mouth, but his blue eyes were not smiling at all.
"I've been that girl's puppet for so long, doing improper things. What can I say, this is the first time I've felt like this."
"......"
Regardless of the fact that these two were wicked, their anger was justified.
Perhaps Liena just wanted to be loved, but in their situation, haven't they been forced to love someone they don't love for over ten years?
If I hadn't been a transmigrator blessed by the Goddess, I would have lived the same life as them.
A life in which I am happy simply by being next to my lovely sister-in-law, regardless of whether I am away from my husband or my in-laws.
How would you feel if suddenly you returned to normalcy after living like this?
It was difficult for me to imagine now.
Isaac remained silent for a moment, perhaps to quell his anger, but then he said.
"All right. I will also cooperate to get rid of that witch. However..."
He looked at the rope that bound his body.