Chapter 10: Parsha
“Phew...”
That evening, after Lady Meredia’s whirlwind visit had torn through the estate, I sat at my desk buried in an endless stack of paperwork. I set my pen down and let out a long sigh.
“I was really hoping to stay out of the prince’s engagement mess...”
Sure, there were far worse things I’d have to survive in the future. So I knew better than to start sighing already. But even so, I couldn’t help but worry. The prologue of Blacktail Fantasy 3 was notoriously brutal—even for veteran players who’d memorized every possible event trigger.
Of course, I hadn’t had to restart ever since getting used to the game mechanics. But that was in the game. This? This was reality. No do-overs here.
“...Sigh.”
The one saving grace was that I still had some time before the prince’s engagement event hit.
And, if I had to spin it positively, I did at least manage to wring a “wish token” out of Meredia. She probably didn’t think it was anything major, but I knew exactly how to squeeze every last drop of value out of it.
“Hm, in that case...”
I set the paperwork aside for now. It could ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) wait. What I needed to do was figure out how to survive the engagement event.
Well, for starters, my best bet is the white magic I’ve had since birth...
As far as tools at my disposal, my innate white magic was still the most reliable weapon I had.