ul with the information.

A long silence fell upon the room. In the end, Leticiel decided to explain the situation to Ruvik. As Ruvik had been supporting her since her transmigration, Leticiel had a certain degree of faith in him.

“..Okay. It’s not something I plan to hide forever, anyway.”

After confirming that there was no one else in the vicinity, Leticiel gave Ruvik a brief explanation about how she got home and the effect of that power. However, instead of Magecraft, she called it a ‘strange power that’s similar to Magic’.

“I see, so it was like that..”

After listening to Leticiel’s explanation, Ruvik mulled over her words while making a complicated expression.

“However, what about the fact that.. you don’t have any Magic Power, my lady..?”

“Uh..”

“I’m but a commoner.. I don’t have much knowledge about those things like nobles. Maybe.. that power is something you just learned at the academy?”

“Eh?”

Hearing Ruvik’s timid conjecture, Leticiel accidentally leaked out a surprised voice. She was reminded of how Sieg had told her that commoners didn’t have much knowledge about Magic.

“..Yes, well, it’s something like that.”

Leticiel reflexively said those words to dodge the question. While she did tell Sieg and Mirandalette about Magecraft, it was because they were her friends at the academy. It hadn’t been long since they had known each other.

However, Ruvik was different. For someone who had been serving ‘Drossel’ for a long time, she didn’t know whether it would be a good idea to tell him she was ‘Leticiel’, or whether they could maintain the same relationship if he knew that she wasn’t ‘Drossel’.

The risk of losing an ally in the Duke’s household full of enemies prevented Leticiel from revealing everything to Ruvik. Both about Magecraft and about her previous life.

“However, I want you to not speak of this to anyone. Not even to anyone in this household.”

“Understood, I vow that I won’t tell a single soul.”

“Thank you, Ruvik.”

While Ruvik was Drossel’s exclusive butler, his employer was still the Duke.

Even Leticiel didn’t think he would hide this from his employer, but Ruvik had promised that he wouldn’t even tell the Duke.

It doesn’t seem like this body is completely hopeless in terms of interpersonal relationship,?Leticiel let out a giggle.

”By the way, I want to have dinner now.”

“Certainly, my lady. Then let us depart for the dining hall.”

She headed out of the room with Ruvik in tow. En route, many servants who passed by Leticiel made a face that seemed to say ‘Huh, since when did she..?’ However, she continued walking with an expressionless visage as sturdy as an iron wall.

While walking along the first floor corridor, Leticiel suddenly heard voices coming from outside and turned her eyes towards the garden.

In the night-time garden were the figures of the other five members of the Duke’s household. With Christa in the center, they seemed to be having a good time chatting and laughing with each other.

The Duke’s household’s outdoor garden was a wonderful place. During the day, it was a brilliant garden full of vibrant colors. However, under the gentle glow of a moonlit sky, the garden was dyed silver, giving off the mystical feeling of a snowy landscape.

“..”

“My lady, are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine. I was just captivated by the garden’s splendor.”

“I see.. huh? You mean over there?”

“My, what else is there beside the garden?”

Hearing Drossel nonchalantly say that, Ruvik could feel a sharp pain beginning to torture his stomach.

“Um.. Everyone is also over there.”

“You’re right, they are. And?”

“..Are you not going join them?”

“I’m not going there. What makes you think so?”

Whenever Drossel saw her family gathering like that in the past, she would have surely tried to join in. She would beg them to look at her as well, not just her younger sister. And despite the cold treatment she received even after her pleas, she would still cling to them.

Even when it came to her fiancé, the first prince, she would fawn on him whispering her love. When her little sister got close to the prince, she would always throw a tantrum. She would resort to verbal abuse, physical violence, or just simply cry.

Ruvik reported this to his master without hiding anything. After hearing that story, Leticiel thought that Drossel was truly a hopeless girl.

It seemed that Drossel wanted to be loved by her family and fiancé. However, all her effort proved to be fruitless as everyone only thought of her as a nuisance. And they would continue to do so.

“..I see, I got it now. In other words, I’ve been wasting my precious life on some worthless things until now.”

“Y.. yes?”

“I wonder why I was doing something so wasteful like that. Please have all my meals brought to my room from now on. If I have time to go to the dining hall, then that time would be much better spent on something I enjoy.”

“Huh? Ah, yes, understood..”

“Then let’s go, Ruvik. I want to eat soon.”

“Heh? Yes?”

As if looking at pebbles on the side of the road, Leticiel turned away from the Duke family. Her mind was fully occupied by thoughts of dinner as she already stopped caring about them.

Ruvik followed behind her while pressing on his forehead. He had a hunch that this person would continue to freely use him from now on, and yet he treated it as if it was someone else’s problem.