Transmigration: Forced to Be a Fake

11 - fictional attacks

The meridian was about to close when suddenly a bag of compresses was thrown nearby, given by Lucas who was suddenly awkward.

"I support you."

Huh huh?

"After all I also think Prince—I mean, that bastard Andaru doesn't suit you. He's just a war enthusiast who can't tell which humans are monsters."

"...."

"So cancel it if you want. Maybe the guy will be happy. He's been humbling you for a long time."

I, huh?

The plot is like, Meridian likes Andaru while Andaru does not like Meridian. In that case, Herdian was likely indeed a figure who was there to help the Meridian but ended up clapping one hand.

"I don't think my opinion as a woman is necessary." Meridians still play the part even though it should be unnecessary.

This guy is tame on a weakling as it turns out. Instead of him yelling hai-hei here and there, it's better that he behave this way.

"Who said that stupid thing?! You're the one who's gonna live it! So of course your opinion takes precedence."

"really? I'm grateful."

Meridian put a compress pouch on her face, pretending to be asleep.

He could feel Lucas' presence disappearing. I don't know what he's going to say there, but it looks like it's going to help.

As long as the pattern is legible, it is easy to make use of them.

In essence, both Dion, Raphael, then Lucas were just worried about their younger brother. So if he acts like a victim, of course they will feel sorry.

Now ....

"Is Miss asleep?"

Let's continue their conversation.

...*...

Quickly he got away. Though Meridian thought he could sleep first until he was allowed to meet the Meridian alone in the room.

"Isn't that interesting? Your brothers were forced to open up because of Miss's change."

Meridian seated. Lean on the bed while Herdian took a chair to sit by the bed.

"But before that, Miss, may I make sure? Looks like you're a little bit—too sharp looking at me. Did I do something wrong for Miss?"

He's the Duke's only wise son. Her fault.

Well, it's certainly not fair to blame him either. The one who wrote was Laila, so Herdian lived only on Laila's will.

"No." Meridian took a look. "I'm just thinking a lot."

"really? I'm glad to hear it."

"alright. I think you should stop being formal with me. Your family's position is above my family."

"Either why do I feel Miss will stay away if I do that."

Whahuh?

"If you don't mind, for a while, can I keep talking like this? Miss does not need to pay attention to position. You and I did it too."

This guy ... was he created as the number one bucin Meridian?

Is it possible that the original storyline is like this, aka Meridian is moving according to Laila's writing?

Nope, no. Do not quickly conclude.

"I understand." Meridian stuck a compress to his head. Just in case you have to have another headache. "Then, I want to ask you a few things."

"certain, Miss. That's why I came."

"Since when have I liked the crown prince?"

"I don't know for sure." Herdian smiled meaningfully. "But it seems like you have liked him since .. hunting competition at the age of seventeen His Holiness Andaru. That's about ... Your age is thirteen."

"So my age gap is about five years from that guy?"

"Can't Miss remember?"

"No. But one is for sure."

Herdian raised an eyebrow.

"He's handsome."

The man immediately laughed. "Handsome, huh? At least it's true. How did Miss know?"

"Why should I like ugly men?"

Since he was the lead and he was the crown prince, then it was obvious that he was the most handsome.

Cliches.

"Talk about that, what's he like? Physical traits."

"Hmm." Herdian tilted his face as if it took him some time to remember. "Your Majesty .. has dark black hair with a unique pair of red eyes."

"Unique eyes?" What else did Laila imagine?

"Iris eyes will turn vertical like reptilian eyes if the emotions in him turbulent. Specifically, the negative emotions. Some people call it the devil's eye, but it's also called the rare eye with extraordinary powers."

Meridian breathed. Too tired to react.

Clearly Laila was imitating Sasuke's dojutsu.

"What is the strength of his eyes?"

"I don't know for sure, Nonaku. Because of the strength of his eyes in a unique class, his research is not open to the public. All I can say is that the strength of his eyes rose up on the battlefield a few years ago. In the first war he led, more than half of the imperial elite was annihilated. The defeat in arranging strategy triggered an explosion of mana in His Majesty's body, then the power of his eyes rose with the news of victory that sacrificed seventy percent of the troops."

He was told to go to war, then see his subordinates perish just for the power of the eye to rise.

Laila is crazy.

But okay, he gave a pretty good background on the strength of those eyes.

To be honest, Miss, there are rumors that say that the Prince's eyes serve as an antidote to magic. It's just a rumor, so I can't be sure. It's just that, if true, your overflowing magic power will go against his eyes.

What kind of plot twist is this?

Why are you talking in my head?

It's a little secret, miss. The magic detection ability that Dion possessed was far different from His Majesty's eye ability. Basically, Dion could only sense the presence of magic within a person like he did last time. Think of it as feeling like the wind. The wind around the witch was different for Dion.

And Andaru?

Herdian looked at him as the Meridian of release called out the no-frills name of His Highness the Prince.

If the rumors were true, His Majesty's eye power only detected the aggressiveness of one's magic. Miss may not realize it but the flow of mana and the flow of magic around Miss feels sharp every time she talks about the prince.

Meridian stared flat.

I realized it from the beginning.

Herdian smiles.

Dion must have noticed it, too. Of course, I can't detect. So I'm spreading the wind around you without you noticing. Raphael also spreads dew around you. Miss magic rejects my wind but ignores Raphael's dew. I mean Miss is angry at me.

Hid.

But, regardless of that, Dion must have been more aware. The current where Miss belongs is very aggressive. Miss just rejects my wind, but when talking about the prince, my magic and Raphael are torn to shreds. That's why Miss must be very angry with Your Majesty.

In that case, meeting Andaru alone would have been dangerous.

If the magic around the Meridians moved uncontrollably even if it did not harm someone, the Prince's magic eyes would notice it?

What would he do if he realized it?

*It's not about whether he realized it or not. Her eye power is as sensitive as Miss's magic. Once you feel the irregular flow around Miss, Miss magic will be detected as enemy magic. Once again, if the strength of his eyes is really an antidote, then that aggressive flow will be thrown at Miss again.

....

Basically Miss magic won't hurt Miss. But if that magic is reflected from another power, it is likely that Miss's magic power will spiral out of control. Miss will probably not get hurt, but the people around Miss will get hurt. Of course, it also harms*.

God fucking.

why is this rubbish?

Then how can Meridian and Andaru match if their magic even quarrels with each other?

Dion did not know such a possibility could happen. The rumors of His Majesty's eye strength are too much to be ascertained. It seemed that Dion had more thought that the power of His Majesty's eyes could be controlled and was only for offensive actions.

Just say it directly.

Dion considered the power of His Majesty's eyes to be used only on the battlefield. On the other hand, Dion's magic detection was only limited to detecting the existence and aggressiveness of one's magic. That is, he could not detect whether Miss controlled the magic or not. If Miss meets the Prince, Dion might think that the Prince will only detect the existence of magic from you, nothing more. Moreover, detecting the amount of one's magic was actually not simple. All that could be detected was the suitability of magic for a person. It depends on whether they use it or not.

In other words ....

The perfect scenario, Miss meets the Prince and the Prince realizes the suitability of Miss to mana. Worst-case scenario, Miss's wild magic provokes the power of Her Majesty's eyes.

Damn double.

It's bad to meet Prince Klise, now he must also risk being knocked down by the power of sharing so-genesis?

Why not rinegan?

What I really want to say is, what if Miss practices controlling it?

Wasn't this room smashed by those three lunatics?

Herdian laughed without a sound. That's right, Miss. There's a strict watchdog spell installed here. But it only reacts to certain spikes. Like when Miss created fire.

So anyway.

"May Miss make a little fire for me?"

Meridian jerks. "You sure?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Because it does not want to be said to imitate the style of he—padahat indeed yes—Meridian creates fire in his palm.

Spontaneously he waited for Lucas to come angry, but the young man did not appear.

"I'll explain it simply."

Herdian surrounded around the Meridian with its cool breeze shining greenish.

"If likening this wind as mana, then until at any time, from the beginning Miss becomes a witch until the entire mana in Miss's soul is exhausted, they will continue to surround you. Therefore they did not affect the magic that Dion put down. But if Miss turns the mana into magic," Herdian flicked a finger, condensing the wind in his hand like a fireball, "then the detection magic will be aroused."

Hmmmmmm. Like a fire detector?

There is a certain limit.

It is easy to understand too. There's a good thing why Laila wrote this.

So Miss can practice controlling the flow of mana so that the flow of Miss magic is not aggressive. That way, at least Miss will be spared the trouble if the conjecture regarding His Majesty's preventive powers is really real.

I'll try it. I think it'll—wait a minute.

The new meridian.

Why are you talking as if I'm going to meet the Prince? Isn't this a celebration party, not a welcome? The one who invited me was Princess, not Prince.

Herdian smiled innocently. Prince Andaru and the troops have returned, Miss. Exactly tomorrow. The celebration party will also be a welcoming party.

It feels like Meridian just want to be tepid, so tired of facing the attacks of fictional reality.

...*...