When Your Secret Crush Wizard Took a Love Potion - Chapter 76
Beyond the large mirror stood a bride with stunning red hair, her beauty making any doubts seem foolish. The white dress flowing like waves and the crescent-shaped tiara perched on her head suited her perfectly. It was hard to believe.
“You look absolutely stunning.”
For some reason, my emotions welled up in response to the genuine compliment, and before I could express my gratitude, I blurted out something less kind.
“Then what’s the point?”
No matter how grand and magnificent the wedding, it felt like mere child’s play compared to something meaningful.
I was reminded of the wedding I had watched long ago in front of the village church. The couple who promised to live their lives together and smiled happily were truly in love, but Edgar and I were different.
“What do you think would happen if I married an ordinary human man?”
“Well…”
I clearly remembered Edgar’s response to my subtle question before he casually walked away from me.
“If that happens, we could never meet again.”
And his indifferent back as he walked away.
“Are there any shoes you particularly like, miss?”
But I had no time for reflection. The attendants had brought out several pairs of shoes, arranging them on the floor, intent on outfitting me from head to toe.
The styles varied, but since I had little interest in fashion, they all seemed quite similar. Some shoes had pointed toes and simple designs, while others had straps to support the ankles.
After examining a few pairs and finally deciding on one, the attendants brought out dozens more. Overwhelmed by the endless parade of shoes, I nearly lost the will to choose.
Then Orzen spoke up.
“Let me tell you in advance: the antidote can be made in just a few days.”
Although I had expected this, it felt like my heart had dropped heavily to the floor.
“Well… that’s good to know.”
As I fumbled through my response, my face reflected in the mirror was as pale and drawn as a sick person’s.
The original purpose of this trip was to return Edgar, who was under the influence of the love potion, to his normal self. Yet, the thought of him drinking the antidote suddenly filled me with fear.
“However, I can’t be certain whether he will remember what happened while he was under the potion’s influence or if he will forget.”
If he forgets, that might be better. But if Edgar remembers everything he did while under the potion, how will he react once he regains his senses?
He might initially be angry or embarrassed. Perhaps he would resent me for my failings as a student. Eventually, he might feel guilty for realizing my unspoken affection for him and try to leave me.
“Why are you so troubled? Right now, Edgar is completely infatuated with you because of the love potion. Even someone like me, who doesn’t know the details, can see that Edgar’s feelings for you are genuine.”
“That’s the problem.”
I slouched my shoulders, feeling dejected, and it seemed Orzen still didn’t understand why I was so worried.
“If that’s your concern, then why not just keep him in that state forever? Why insist on giving him the antidote?”
“Please don’t test me.”
It was morally unacceptable to repay a master who had raised a child by feeding him a love potion and then keeping him under its influence for life.
“You worry so much. If that’s the case, then regardless of how it happened, you’ve become lovers and even had a wedding. Just hold him responsible for that.”
Her words were so cold that it was hard to believe they were coming from someone who claimed to be a friend. I was left speechless by her seemingly indifferent remarks.
“How can you be so shameless… Using magic to control someone’s emotions and then demanding responsibility afterwards is the worst!”
“Your obsession with unnecessary details is just causing you more worry.”
Is it typical for dragons to have such different ethical standards from humans? Her attitude, which seemed to regard any means as acceptable to achieve one’s goals, struck me as deeply lacking in conscience.
‘Am I being too naive?’
For a moment, I felt like a fool for even considering it, but I resolved to stay firm.
According to Orzen’s logic, starving people would be justified to steal bread to survive. She was the one with the skewed perspective; I was in the right.
“In that case, there is only one solution.”
