I Am A Witch Requested By My Crush To Make Love Potion Chapter 69
“I’m supposed to get married soon…”
Staring up at the cloudless sky, Roze mutters.
“Huh? Witch, just now, you muttered something, right?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“What did you say—!?” Yashm angrily shouts.
But Roze no longer pays him any attention. She traces her lips with her fingertips—
—she’s surprised by what she has just said.
It’s not like she’s particularly looking forward to the ceremony, she just thinks that it’s necessary to get married with Harij.
The glittering dress is confusing to wear, and the high heels are such a torment—
—it’s only now she realizes, perhaps, she’s actually looking forward to it.
A tear slides down her cheek. As if to somehow prevent it, Roze bites into her apple. However, no matter how many times she chews, the tears won’t stop.
Roze finally throws the apple away and it falls from the window.
The overflowing, endless, tears are inevitably wiped using her palms.
At that moment, a slight voice, as if enduring pain, reaches Roze’s ear.
Roze stills.
It’s a familiar voice. A voice more precious to her than anyone else—
—holding her breath, Roze fearfully looks down.
There’s a man.
The man is clinging to the wall of the tower, probably climbing up it all the way from the bottom.
“—ssh!”
The one who tells Roze to be quiet is none other than Harij.
Roze, as if she has forgotten how to breathe, blinks in amazement.
Her brain can’t follow at all—in front of her is a man she was prepared to never see again.
Harij seems to have climbed up the tower by making scaffold, sticking something like an iron stake into the gaps between the bricks.
Tears spill from Roze’s eyes. When she blinks, a tear falls onto Harij’s cheek.
As if empowered by the tear, Harij vigorously puts his hand on the window frame and lifts his body with all his might.
Harij stands on the window sill and walks into the tower.
“I’m home, Darling, I’m sorry that it took so long for me to return to you—”
—saying so, Harij pulls Roze into a tight embrace.
Roze can barely speaks.
Roze can’t comprehend him at all—how can he still joke at that point?
It’s not only Roze who’s surprised at Harij’s sudden arrival.
Yashm and Jones, who’re ready to unsheathe their swords, widen their eyes and stare at Harij.
“W-wha!? Harij, are you a lizard—!?”
“…What are you talking about? I’m human.”
Yashm is still in shock, clutching his forehead.
“No, no, no… First of all, shouldn’t you be at the Royal Capital right now—”
“—I was, indeed. I had to dispatch quickly because you said it was urgent, but when I arrived there, I was told to return because there was no urgency whatsoever. I’m no longer on duty anymore either. I requested for a vacation once I returned. So Yashm, let’s talk—I’m pretty angry right now.”
Yashm gulps, he has gone speechless due to Harij’s wrath.
“What?”
“Tell me the reason why you imprisoned my fiancée in this kind of place.”
“It’s indeed for a REASON, you know.”
“—which is exactly what I’m asking you.”
“Because I’ve finally reached the bottom of the ‘Witch’s Love Potion’ case that we were investigating.”
“I see—Roze.”
“Eh, huh?”
Roze, while being embarrassed due to being hugged by Harij, stiffens when she hears his conversation with Yashm.
“Five people—”
“—there was another one, so it’s six people.”
“Six people collapsed, is it true that it’s because of the ‘Witch’s Love Potion’?”
She opens her mouth and realizes she’s about to talk in a roundabout manner again, something definitely unsuitable for the situation.
Roze gives her utmost to be clear.
“I don’t know anything regarding that. One thing I can say for certain is that I’m not involved in this ‘Witch’s Love Potion’ case.”
“I understand.”
His strong arms tighten the embrace around her.
Roze thinks she will cry at any moment, now.
Those are the most reassuring words, and the most reassuring embrace she has ever received.
Harij believes in her.
He hears the words—Roze’s own voice, which she has long given up on.
His desire to believe in her reaches her, loud and clear—
—Roze is a witch, and a witch doesn’t lie.
That’s why Harij believes her.
Harij is turnings Roze’s weak points into an advantage.
She never thought once in her life that her weakness would lead to her being trusted by her important someone like that.
Roze’s voice has reached Harij.
“…What about the security?”
“It’s my colleague. After a little walk and talking a little about the situation, we reached a common ground.”
“You are really…”
Harij turns his head to Yashm, who is clutching his head, and his escort knight.
“No, I’m the one who should be saying that—you’re really…”
Harij imitates Yashm. The way they speak is really alike, Roze immediately knows they have spent a lot of time together, similar to how brothers or best friends would.
“Your knight is the kind that would stop at nothing to protect the woman he loves, you—above all people—should know that best.”
No—Harij probably inherited those words from Yashm.
The Knights of Yashm respect their Master. Most likely, Yashm is like-minded with his knights.
In other words—Yashm himself, albeit hardly believable, would also do the same for the woman he loves.
“…Stop with all your nonsense. In the first place, why are you here!?”
“A servant who noticeds the incident involving Roze reported to me. As per my instruction, they always look out for Roze, that’s how they knew.”
From the gap between his arms, Roze sneaks a glance at Harij’s face.
He looks haggard. In addition to the task given by Yashm, he must be working hard for Roze.
“Harij, why won’t you understand—!? Six—!! Six people have fallen because of a witch-made potion—!!”
“Roze herself said she didn’t do it. Her innocent has been proved.”
“—and you take her words for it!? Unbelievable!”
“It’s only natural for me to believe in her.”
“—why would that be?”
“Because I love her.”
Harij’s voice is unwavering.
That’s why Roze covers her face with both hands.
Yashm becomes livid. It’s as if his head is being pecked by numerous birds.
Yashm slowly regains his composure, and rolls up his sleeves, showing them to Harij.
“Harij, you can see them, right? All my hairs are standing.”
“Huh? What? Did my statement cause you to become lonely? I’m sorry, that was insensitive of me. Of course you’re precious to me, too.”
This time, it’s all the hair on Roze’s body that stand.
“—it’s not that! How foolish are you! For whose sake do you think I am doing this!? I planned to handle this in secret before your ceremony! Once that happens, it’ll be harder for you to get out!”
“—and here’s where you planned to do that? In this forest inherited by generations of Queens, and which is under direct control of the Queen?”
The current Queen is Yashm’s mother. If he wants to do something secretly, that is a convenient place indeed.
Nevertheless, the situation has become even direr for Harij because he has trespassed into a place under direct control of the Queen. Not to mention, he’s ignoring the Prince’s intentions. The action he has just took violates his patriotism, loyalty, and belief as a knight.
In such a short time, even Roze can figure all that out.
Even so, there’s no way for Harij to have not considered such before-hand.
Besides, he has already spoke of his reason—love.
Is love that great?
Is it that great, to the point that it can make Harij, who’s upright and honest, adopt such selfish and outrageous behavior?
***T/N: When I read this,
“—and you take her words for it!? Unbelievable!”
“It’s only natural for me to believe in her.”
I was like: “yES, YES!!!!!!!!!! TELL THAT SON OF A BITCH THE RULE OF THE WITCH NUMERO UNO!!!!!!! NAIL THAT BITCH MOUTH OF HIS SHUT!!!!!! NOW, HARIJ, NOOOOW—“
///Instantly speechless///
///slowly rise from her chair, facing the monitor///
///slow, standing applause///
I DON’T CARE, GIVE THIS MAN A MIC SO HE CAN BADASSLY DROP IT!!! I DEMAND A MICDROP!!!!!!!!!!
Uwuuuuu Harij really isn’t all talk, here he is, saving his girl faster than she can say help uwuuuuu –here I am, fangirling again.
“For whose sake”–I’m sorry, Yasshole, wat, it’s CLEAR AS DAY YOU’RE DOING THIS FOR YOUR OWN SELF. YOU NEVER CARED TO LISTEN PROPERLY TO HARIJ’S SIDE OF THE STORY, AND YOU NEVER LET GO OF THAT DAMN BRUSH THAT PAINT EVERY WITCHES THE SAME!!!!
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