Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 272
Chapter 272
Translator: Yonnee
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As she bit her lip painfully, despair clouded her face.
Her expression had become the complete opposite of the one brimming with joy when she had pushed me out of her body back then.
“No, if I redraw the magic circle….”
Rosé turned her back on me and quickly fled to a corner, struggling to draw blood from her fingertip with her nails.
Mercy and Albert looked on with calm faces, doing nothing as Rosé struggled.
“If you want, I’ll give you a dagger.”
Hearing Mercy’s words, I was surprised.
I wondered if it was an impulsive action, but seeing Albert next to her, it seemed like a planned step.
Predicting Rosé’s actions wasn’t difficult.
“Give it to her,” Albert said.
A dagger was then handed to Rosé.
The tip was blunt enough that it was difficult for her to take her own life, but it could draw blood.
Rosé seemed not to realize how strange the situation was.
She had been soulless long before my words. She quickly pricked her finger and drew blood.
Then, she began to draw a magic circle in a frenzy. Albert, with his arms crossed, chuckled lowly at the sight.
“The more hope given, the harder the struggle.”
The magic circle was drawn. But the magic did not activate.
“…What is this.”
Mercy chuckled at Rosé, who began to ramble.
“Your magic won’t work on anyone here. Anyone around His Majesty.”
This place was not just a prison for mages.
Albert was worried Rosé might curse me, him, or those around us with the last of her life.
Thus, he poured all his power into completing the ultimate magic circle.
A power matching the contractor of a full-fledged dragon and an extraordinary intellect succeeded in creating a defensive magic circle capable of neutralizing dark magic.
This magic circle wasn’t created overnight.
Despite being a powerful mage, Albert never forgot the memories of being helplessly defeated by Rosé’s dark magic.
To prepare for any possible situation, he endeavored to create a magic circle that could counteract dark magic, and ultimately, he succeeded.
Having innate magical power was a widely different matter to the act of creating a wholly new magic circle. Even so, this didn’t matter to Albert.
That a mere human, not a dragon’s contractor, could possess such remarkable power was unbelievable.
Because I, too, have not yet ventured into the realm of creating magic circles.
Understanding and using all magic circles was one thing, but creating a new magic circle was another.
Of course, this was equivalent to Rosé’s dark magic for now, but her death remained an inevitable choice as the future was uncertain.
Rosé, having lost her only trump card, blankly stared into space.
I approached her.
“It’s dangerous to get too close.”
Leona, standing nearby, appropriately stopped me. I stared at Rosé’s flushed face.
I had never seen her cry, even when I was in her body. This was the first time I saw her like this.
…Rosé’s actions could never be justified.
Especially as I was someone who was harmed by her actions. She tried to kill me.
The feeling close to sympathy arises only because of the ‘reality’ that she and those around me couldn’t harm us.
But I saw Rosé’s childhood.
I also know that her early years began with Marquis Evnen.
“Rosé, I pity you.”
Rosé’s unfocused eyes blinked vacantly.
“You don’t love Albert.”
“Are you looking down on my feelings? What do you know about me? What do you even know about me!”
The moment her feelings were denied, Rosé flared up again.
She easily got angry and reacted violently to what I said, like a child who didn’t know how to control her emotions.
It was the same with the curse. Despite appearing to be about my age, Rosé’s mental age was comparable to a child’s.
“If you loved him at all, why did you try to destroy Albert?”
Life is a series of choices. Rosé’s life was undoubtedly tragic.
But not all her choices were doomed from the start.
If she had been working as a maid in the palace, there were opportunities then, and when I possessed her body, there was a chance for a new life.
Yet, Rosé consistently threw away and ignored the chances presented to her.
“It was foolish.”
If the food Seo Ina gave had any real effect, Rosé would now answer my question sincerely.
Rosé chuckled self-deprecatingly and muttered.
“…Because that’s all that I knew.”
The eyes of the woman speaking were terribly exhausted.
“Because I had no savior in my life.”
Her murmuring voice mixed with sobs.
“What changes if I know it’s strange? What changes if I become a new person?”
“……”
“I’m still a despicable, unsightly dark mage.”
Facing the end of her life, Rosé revealed the truth hidden deep within her.
“I just… I also wanted to be happy.”
Rosé collapsed, her body shaking.
This was the utmost extent to which I could enact my revenge.
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