“Otherwise, you would just be risking your lives for nothing. I hope you won’t show interest and get hurt.”

He meant to say, “Don’t be interested if you value your life.” He tried to get the thoughts out of their minds as much as possible. To Burke, it seemed like a simple method, but it must have been like an explosion button for death.

Burke cleared his place and quickly ran after Cade. In the future, if he fell ill and lost the ability to walk, it would wholly be on Cade.

Before Burke even opened the secret room used by the emperor, a shout erupted.

“What the hell did you tell me?”

Trouble. He was in trouble. Burke shook his head, opening the door.

As soon as he looked in, he saw the emperor grabbing the wizard by the collar and the informant standing to the side.

“Sire!”

Burke closed the door and ran to grab the emperor by the waist.

Cade pushed Burke out, growling and snarling at the wizard.

“Abella’s memory might have problems, but didn’t you say that there would be nothing wrong with her health? Why the hell did Abella collapse?”

“Your, Your Majesty..! Keuhk!”

Cade held the wizard’s wrist while the wizard took deep breaths.

“I heard that she complained of headaches more frequently! It started after she returned to Amerigo. Since I didn’t see any other abnormalities in her health, it must be because of her memory. Is my reasoning wrong?”

“Your Majesty, let go so he can talk!”

Burke hung from Cade’s leg. As it was, the sorcerer’s breath seemed to fail as Cade threw his body to the floor.

That very wizard had taught Cade himself sorcery. Although he was of a similar age to Cade, he was a wizard who had been active in the tower as a prodigy since childhood. When he knew Cade was worried about Abella, he gave his assistance.

Thanks to Cade’s birth in the imperial family, he was born with a very low magic.

Cade erased Abella’s memories as the wizard told him.

He helped her whenever she said she couldn’t stand it and wanted to forget everything, but it confused Abella’s memory, as it was changed three times. Three times. Meanwhile, Abella couldn’t know what she had to remember, and she only remembered by adapting her remaining memories. Wasn’t she getting sick because she tried to find out by force?

Cade’s eyes sparkled.

“Did you forget what I gave up?”

Cade threw the wizard. The magician fell on the floor and coughed, likely bleeding internally.

“You said you needed a price. I paid enough for it, and there was nothing about Abella at that price.”

“There, there is no perfect magic, Your Majesty!”

Cade grated his teeth.

“You would have created the near perfect magic. Those were the terms of the deal you promised me, that Abella would shoulder nothing.”

The wizard raised his head with teary eyes, half of his burnt, distorted face revealed. The wizard’s eyes were filled with strange anxiousness.

“It’s the most complete memory magic in existence! So, if you force yourself to remember it, you feel a headache and collapse! Proof that it’s perfect.....Heuk!”

Again, Cade grabbed the wizard’s collar.

“....Good. If that magic causes trouble for Abella, you will not be forgiven. I have fulfilled the terms of the contract with you.”

“Yes, yes! Sire!”

“Good.”

Cade straightened his back with a dry expression.

His thoughts were complicated. He had gently warned Abella that it would be best to leave the past uncovered. It was really for Abella. The past that Abella wanted to forget was...

‘Will, will it end when I die..?’

‘Cade, I want to forget everything. Otherwise, I wish I would die.’

Her violet irises were covered, obscured by her swollen eyelids.

Cade’s heart seemed to be torn ten thousand times. Cade felt countless times that no matter how hard he tried, he alone could not comfort Abella.

So he helped Abella by learning magic through a deal with the wizard. He hoped that peace would dwell on her.

Cade leaned against the desk with a sigh.

“Keep reporting on Abella’s condition.”

Cade beckoned for the informant, his only source of information in Amerigo. The informant had been planted since Abella’s departure, so he was quite knowledgeable. Additionally, he was put in charge of watching Abella ever since.

An imperfect magic.

It was the most perfect..... The magic that was not actually perfect.

He was anxious because he knew it.

Cade leaned over and rested his arms on his desk.

In fact, the one who was happiest to see Abella back was no one but Cade, but he was also the most anxious. The tug-of-war between happiness and despair dragged Cade to hell.

“If Abella seems to be in danger.. ..”

The informant, hearing Cade’s instructions, nodded.

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