I’m Looking for the Male Lead for the Ending - Chapter 62

Chapter 32.1

“I-I… I didn’t know at all.”

I stumbled over my words as memories of observing Marie’s condition flashed through my mind. Lev, who had been watching me as I buried my face in my hands with a distraught expression, continued speaking.

“There’s no need to blame yourself. I wasn’t asking to place blame on you.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means there’s no need to worry that much yet.”

I blinked at his rather unexpected words, but my expression must have asked for more explanation because he calmly added in a calm tone.

“I mean exactly what I said. It’s not that her organs aren’t functioning, just that they’re a bit sluggish.”

“….”

“And typically, that level is considered as having indigestion.”

Only then did a breath of relief escape from my mouth after hearing his words.

“Does that mean it can be treated?”

At my question, Lev pressed his lips together, looking troubled. He ran his fingers through his hair, which made my heart race with a growing sense of foreboding.

“To be honest, treatment is going to be difficult.”

“…Why?”

“Because the one who cast the petrification spell was the Master of the Magic Tower.”

It was a clear and straightforward answer… so clear that it left me feeling strangely hollow. The atmosphere in the room grew heavy.

It was Estieren, who had remained quiet until now, who spoke up first.

“Does that mean it’s impossible unless the Master of the Magic Tower treats her personally?”

“Well, that’s typically the case, but if there’s someone with magical power comparable to the Master of the Magic Tower, there is a way for that person to treat it as well.”

As Lev spoke, his gaze suddenly shifted toward me.

His words carried such certainty that it only deepened my sense of hopelessness.

‘Right now, there’s no one with magical power close to Diel’s level.’

Seeing my devastated expression, Lev hurriedly wrapped up the conversation.

“First, I’ll prescribe some medicine to prevent further slowing of the organs. As I mentioned, since the caster of the petrification spell is who they are, the effect might not work as well as we hope, but it’s certainly better than nothing.”

He bowed his head in farewell and quickly left the room, almost as if he were fleeing.

I was more troubled by the results, which were far worse than I had anticipated. The atmosphere in the room grew heavier than before.

Just as I was about to step out after saying my goodbyes, Estieren spoke up.

“I apologize.”

“Pardon?”

“I boasted about my abilities, but now things have turned out like this. I have no excuse to offer you, my lady.”

Taken aback by his unexpected apology, I hastily shook my head and responded.

“No, it’s thanks to Your Highness that I was able to learn about Marie’s condition.”

“….”

“I truly appreciate it. I really do.”

Only after hearing my repeated gratitude did the corners of his lips seem to lift ever so slightly. Estieren, who had been tapping the armrest of the chair with his fingers, spoke again.

“While receiving assistance from Perideline, I became curious about something. If you don’t mind, may I ask you just one question?”

I blinked in surprise at his question but nodded.

“Of course, please go ahead.”

“It seemed like Perideline was calling you ‘Fairy.’ Could you tell me the reason behind that?”

I blinked again, caught off guard by the unexpected question.

‘If it’s about that…’

I responded with a troubled expression as he waited for my answer.

“Well, as much as I’d love to answer any question, I honestly don’t know anything about that myself.”

After I added an apology, Estieren, who seemed to be pondering for a moment, finally opened his previously sealed lips.

“According to Perideline, you’re the benefactor who saved her life eight years ago.”

Eight years ago was the same year my mother passed away, and I lost consciousness. However, no matter how hard I tried to recall, my memories from that time were completely blank, as if someone had erased them entirely.

I slowly shook my head and replied.

“I think she might be mistaking me for someone else. If it was eight years ago, I was too young to have the ability to save anyone.”

“Then, have you never been to Neitzia eight years ago?”

At his question, I instinctively flinched.