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Amelia was confident in Rupert’s heart.

She believed that the flower language of the rose-colored dahlia she had given him when she had invited him to the mansion for dinner last time represented Rupert’s feelings.

-I’m glad to know your heart.

This was the perfect signal to Amelia, who was willing to give up her position as heir to the family to be with him.

“First of all, weekdays are hard.”

That’s why Amelia, who could never give Rupert up to Iolin, was planning to make the first move.

Now that we know each other’s feelings, all that’s left is the confirmation process.

What she was preparing for was a date, as she felt that they needed some time alone together.

‘Confession is like a stamp of approval, young lady.’

Amelia was ignorant in this regard, so she even tried to get advice from her maid, who had a lot of experience in love.

After reporting to the maid about everything that had happened with Rupert up to that point from her omniscient perspective, the maid’s conclusion was simple.

Judging from Rupert’s actions, it was clear that he had feelings for Amelia, but the maid decided that his shy nature was holding him back.

‘Is that so?’

After hearing the maid’s analysis, I thought back to when Rupert was introverted, but I thought he was actually more of an outgoing person.

‘I’m sure, Miss! There are quite a few men who are secretly passive like that. So you have to set the mood.’

But the maid who advised her was certain of her judgment and insisted that Amelia and herself should have some time alone.

‘How can it be that the person who created a fairy tale with a main character modeled after you, and who stood up for you when you made a mistake, and who made meaningful remarks and even gave you flowers just did that?!’

When Amelia showed signs of hesitation, the maid started to give a long speech as if she was frustrated, and after listening to her, she regained her confidence.

‘Normally, there were always club members around, and even when I made plans, there were younger people around, so the atmosphere was awkward.’

Of the three women, she was the one who met Rupert first, and she believed that she was the only one who knew his heart better than anyone else.

‘First, I’ll have a cup of tea at a cafe in the capital on the weekend, and then I’ll go for a walk in the Imperial Arboretum.’

On weekdays, Amelia had classes at the Academy and Rupert had lectures to give, so there was no time.

The only time we had together was when we were participating in the cartoon club activities.

Because there were other people there, it was difficult to set the mood.

So, she made plans to make a separate appointment for the weekend and take a walk in the Imperial Arboretum.

Because the admission fee to the Imperial Arboretum was expensive, ordinary people did not visit unless it was a special occasion, and nobles often stayed near the entrance without going too far.

Amelia’s cheeks turned red at the thought that if she walked there with Rupert and went deep inside, a romantic atmosphere would be created that no one could disturb.

She was awakened to the sense of crisis that if she missed this opportunity, Rupert would really be taken away by Iolin, or maybe even intercepted by Xenia.

‘Confess! If you don’t, I’ll do it!’

If it doesn’t work, make it happen.

That was her current state of mind.

***

‘This is it? Amelia made it for me and it’s really convenient.’

-This is my most treasured possession these days.

Xenia was thinking about the pen that Rupert treasured so much during their last meeting.

‘It was a magic pen.’

That object was something that Xenia also knew about, something that Amelia had submitted as an assignment during her magic engineering class.

I was able to recognize its identity right away because it was Xenia who checked it and pointed out areas for improvement.

‘I need to do something to help too.’

Xenia could sense that Rupert was very fond of the magic pen.

And as I watched him express his deep gratitude to Amelia for making it and giving it to him as a gift, I also wondered why I hadn’t thought of it.

Magic was her specialty, but rather than using it, the fact that the other party had created and given Rupert the items he needed made her angry.

‘That’s a failure by my standards!’

The magic pen was a failure, not just by her standards, but even by objective standards.

Among the common people and even among wizards, the only one who used it properly was her master, Yustav.

Even Xenia only used it and failed to handle it properly.

‘If there’s one thing I regret, it’s that I’m the only one who can use this pen, so it would be nice if other writers could use this pen too.’

Xenia remembered that Rupert somehow felt free to use the pen, but the rest of the people in the studio were disappointed that they could not.

‘I will create a magical item that everyone can use, and I will definitely be loved by Lord Rupert!’

So her goal was to create a magical item that anyone could use to help Rupert.

‘Hmm… If there’s one thing that would be good to have, it would probably be people. It would be really nice to have someone who could do simple groundwork or just finish up a completed manuscript.’

Xenia, who had secretly asked Rupert what he needed for that, began to think about it in her head.

‘Can someone help me with the drawing? Maybe I should make a golem.’

She was the one who had learned the craft of making golems, which could be called the wizard’s servant, as she was a skilled craftsman.

Of course, the golems that wizards generally use are extremely dull, so it was difficult to do delicate work like painting, so it was a huge task that required creating everything from the structure to the appearance from scratch.

‘I need someone to help me.’

Xenia thought of the best people to help her create the golem.

Dwarf Krun of the Somerset workshop.

The dwarf’s ghostly skills would certainly be of great help in creating the golem she desired.

“Je… Jenny!! Why on earth are you taking those!”

Yustav was horrified to see Xenia suddenly sweeping away the precious minerals and jewels he had collected from his warehouse.

“I have a use for it!”

Xenia packs her things into her subspace pocket, ignoring Yustav’s screaming.

“What on earth are you going to use it for! You have to tell me why… .”

“For love.”

Yustav, who had grabbed Xenia’s arm to stop her, realized this when he saw her eyes turn around.

‘I can’t stop it.’

It was the moment when the Great Wizard’s warehouse, which was said to be filled with valuables as valuable as the palace warehouse, was robbed.

***

Kang!

“Your skills have improved quite a bit.”

“I’m not the same anymore!”

A rather dull sound of wooden swords clashing echoed throughout the training ground.

Even inside the palace, Iolin and Edric were engaging in a sword duel in the training grounds exclusive to the royal family.

The duel between Iolin, who had already put down his sword for several years, and Edric, who had not neglected his training, seemed like an obvious outcome at first glance.

but,

‘What a crazy older sister!’

Edric was startled by Iolin’s stab that pierced through the gap of his vision sword, Marionette.

Of course, it was only a momentary counterattack, and Iolin soon admitted defeat when his stamina ran out, but even his master, the Sword Saint, was astonished at the fact that he had managed to pierce through the marionette in an instant, which he had said was impossible to destroy at first sight.

“Your physical strength has also weakened, and the tip of your sword has become dull.”

Iolin, unaware of Edric’s feelings, was coldly reflecting on her own condition.

He also had a natural talent for swordsmanship, and at one time he was interested in it and practiced it quite diligently.

She felt that her senses had not yet fully returned to normal, perhaps because she had lost interest and stopped caring.

‘I have to pull up against Edric.’

She thought that even if she left her physical strength aside, her sense of swordsmanship would probably return to its prime in about two weeks if she fought her younger brother, Edric.

“But why are you suddenly practicing swordsmanship again, Sister?”

Edric, who had come to the palace for a meal over the weekend and was suddenly dragged into a duel with Iolin, couldn’t help but be curious.

The person who never paid attention to something once she had lost interest in it was her older sister, Iolin.

There must have been a reason why Iolin suddenly called him to practice swordsmanship.

“Because creating something requires experience.”

“Yes?”

“That happens.”

Iolin stroked the wooden sword that he had taken out today from the corner of the warehouse with his fingertips.

Right now, the battle scene from the upcoming was quickly being drawn in her head.

What needed now was a fierce and powerful battle scene.

‘I’m not satisfied.’

Iolin was dissatisfied with the manuscript of the cartoon that was drawn differently than he had expected.

That’s why she picked up the sword again, which she had put down for the sake of completing the cartoon.

Iolin swung his sword, wanting to reenact the battle scene he had imagined, and make the picture a little more vivid and powerful.

‘He just wants the best comics.’

I wanted to surprise Rupert, who always praised me as a genius.

She wanted to paint a picture so great that even Rupert could not have imagined it, and make him fall for her as much as she did for him.

Iolin knows better than anyone that the best seduction she can do is comics.

‘And I guess that cheeky little brother needs to be re-educated.’

Iolin looked at Edric, who was still standing there with a dumbfounded expression.

She never forgot for a moment that Edric had betrayed her and plundered her treasures.