The Female Lead Takes Care of Everything - Chapter 108

“I will pay the price without fail,” the grotesque thing said brazenly.

Magia leaned back comfortably on the sofa, slowly crossing her legs as she gazed at the grotesque thing sitting before her.

Magia’s black eyes were sharp and keen, like a spear that could pierce through any inner thoughts.

And the grotesque thing’s green eyes, returning her gaze, were equally formidable.

‘How old is it?’

It had the appearance of a child, but Magia quickly discerned that it was not a real child.

‘It’s just as the Saintess said.’

Two years ago, that day when they shared drinks under the Great Witch’s tent.

“Today, I will bestow a blessing upon you all. Receive my blessing periodically. And…”

Muniel’s warning came back to her vividly.

“…a being who will tailor the world to their liking will come looking for you.”

“More like plagiarism than tailoring, perhaps? Anyway, just pretend to go along with it. Make them feel like the world is truly moving according to their will.”

_”Why should we do that? Because that’s when their true colors will be revealed when they crumble.” At first, it sounded like nonsense.

But seeing it in person, she felt like she understood.

‘A being who steals the world and changes it to their liking…’

The pink aura surrounding it was still covering every corner of the Magic Tower, as if exploring.

It was even touching Magia’s feet and the hem of her clothes.

“Holy Stone. Yes, I do have one.”

Magia said, brushing off the pink aura with her right hand as if dusting off dirt.

“But why should I sell it to you? Do you have enough money for it?”

“I’m willing to pay whatever you ask.”

“How can I believe that?”

“Would you believe me if I had this?”

The grotesque thing took something out of its pocket and placed it on the table.

Magia picked up the object on the table with her right hand. As the pink aura that covered it quickly faded, its true form appeared.

It was a small business card.

“…The Roslen Merchant Guild’s emblem, is it.”

The business card, with a large rose pattern depicting the Roslen Merchant Guild’s emblem, had the three words ‘Guild Master’ written on it.

The grotesque thing said.

“I am Rima, the Guild Master of the Roslen Merchant Guild.”

Holy Stone.

A magical mineral with a hardness so weak that it can be scratched with a fingernail, but when infused with holy power, it becomes much harder than diamond.

For this reason, Holy Stones have long been favored as weapon materials by the temples.

The most representative examples are Saintess Muniel’s knuckles and Holy Knight Ardores’ greatsword, which played an active role in the Krepata War 40 years ago.

Deter’s dagger, secretly hidden in his leg, was also a weapon made of Holy Stone.

Another unique characteristic of Holy Stones is that they only react to the first holy power that is infused into them.

The reason Armifera took her father Ardores’ greatsword and broke it in two was precisely because of this.

Although the two were father and daughter, and their holy power had a similar aura, they were ultimately different, so the greatsword could not accept Armifera’s holy power and shattered.

“Huh?”

Alex, who was cleaning Magia’s laboratory, tilted his head.

Alex was selected as the Magic Tower Lord’s exclusive disciple last summer.

Magia personally chose and began to teach the boy, who had become withdrawn after his parents’ divorce.

Of course, he was not designated as the next Magic Tower successor, but the fact that the Magic Tower Lord was directly teaching him was a great help to Alex.

From then on, Alex began to seriously explore how his magic could help the world.

He no longer discriminated against people based on the presence or absence of magic, as he had in the past.

“Magic Tower Lord!”

Anyway, Alex, who noticed something strange while cleaning, hurriedly called for Magia.

Magia, who was lounging on the sofa reading a book, said.

“Call me once. I can hear everything.”

“Magic Tower Lord, the Holy Stone that was there is gone. Did you perhaps move it, Magic Tower Lord?”

“Ah, that?”

Magia answered, flipping through the pages of a bookshelf floating in the air with her finger.

“I sold it.”

“Pardon?”

“Someone wanted to buy it, so I sold it. Made a lot of money for the first time in a while.”

Maggia cackled wickedly, saying they should eat something delicious today.

But Alex couldn’t bring himself to laugh.

“That, that was something that an information broker entrusted to you! Is it okay to sell someone else’s property without permission? Isn’t that a problem ethically and legally?”

“You’re quite smart, aren’t you.”

Magia stretched out her long arm and ruffled Alex’s hair until it was messy.

Then, she slowly sat up and leaned against the sofa.

“It’s okay. There’s no problem. I already got permission from the information broker.”

“Really?”

“Have you lived your life being deceived? Huh?”

“I did live being deceived by my father.”

“Ah, damn.”

She had said something difficult to respond to.

However, Magia highly valued the fact that Alex was able to bring up his shameful past without hesitation.

There was nothing as difficult as admitting one’s past mistakes.

“Anyway, it’s really okay. That Holy Stone already has an owner.”

“Then why did you sell it? That’s scamming the seller too…”

“Scamming?”

One corner of Magia’s mouth twisted upwards.

“Did you touch it?”

“……”

“I’m not getting angry, so you better answer.”

“N, Nini isn’t scared of the Magic Tower Lord!”

“……”

“I, I touched it a little…”

She had touched it.

Three years ago.

Nivelia, who was four years old at the time and whose sealed holy power was slowly leaking out, had touched that Holy Stone without even knowing it was a Holy Stone.

‘Seriously, that damn cat.’

How admirable.

Magia’s wicked humming echoed for a long time.

Rima, who got into the carriage, took off the magic tool she was wearing on her arm.

It was given to her by Delac, the owner of the information broker, and it was a magic tool that temporarily changed her appearance.

Rima had changed her appearance to have the most common brown hair and green eyes in this world.

“Although common brown also suits my face well, pink is still the main character’s color.”

Rima, who had returned to her original pink hair and purple eyes, gazed at her reflection in the hand mirror with satisfaction for a long time.

It was difficult to take her eyes off her increasingly beautiful appearance.

Recently, Al and Rubens had also widened their eyes as if they had been greatly shocked each time they encountered her.

Rubens, in particular, couldn’t even make eye contact and would often run away as if embarrassed.

“Anyway, so this is the Holy Stone, huh?”

The Holy Stone, which she bought from the Magic Tower Lord for a large sum of money, had a very insignificant appearance.

Especially this dark black color was so ominous that she even doubted whether it was truly a holy stone.

However, her purple eyes, looking at the Holy Stone, sparkled with anticipation.

“Ugh!”

Rima put a lot of strength into the hand holding the stone.

But there was no noticeable change.

The stone was still black, and her fingertips, which had turned white from the force, quickly regained their color.

“Haa…”

Rima was disappointed.

“I guess it doesn’t work.”

Her annoyed tone grumbled for a long time.

“It’s because the world doesn’t move according to the novel I wrote. If it weren’t for that damn transmigrator, there would be no reason for me to be going through this trouble now…!”

It had already been more than three years since she transmigrated.

But she was still a dependent.

Duke Kallaroff de Gladius had not escaped from being a fool who couldn’t even recognize the daughter in front of him, and as a result, she was still a commoner.

‘It’s all because of that X.’

Two years ago.

Another transmigrator who had brought her great humiliation.

She had not met Le■ even once since that day.

‘Originally, around this time, I should have gone to the Imperial Palace and formed relationships with the princes, and I should have been the one helping them!’

Rima couldn’t help but feel anxious, so she threw the shoes she was wearing onto the floor and stomped her feet.

But she soon took a deep breath and suppressed her rising annoyance.

‘It’s okay. It will eventually return to normal.’

I’ve already confirmed it, haven’t I?

The world can be changed according to the ‘novel’ I wrote.

Once it changes, the world will revolve around me again.

‘Besides, I’ve also obtained the Holy Stone.’

Although she had paid a much larger price than expected.

The Roslen Merchant Guild had used up almost all of the cash it had steadily accumulated for a year, but it didn’t matter.

There were plenty of ways to quickly make up for the money.

‘All I need to do is get my hands on Tepe Mountain textiles.’

There were a few other ways to make money as well.

‘I just need to think about how to return the world to the way I wrote it in my novel. In fact, that’s the only way I can live.’

Fortunately, Rima remembers not only the novel she wrote, but also the contents of other works she ‘referenced’ for writing quite clearly.

Rima was confident.

Because she was a young and pretty girl with pink hair.

That was proof that she was the main character of the world.

* * *

Two days later.

From early morning, the Deiamore mansion was bustling.

“Preparation complete!”

Nivellia, wearing a yellow wolf bag, shouted vigorously.

The Pelea Merchant Guild, led by Nivellia Deiamor, had just finished preparing to depart for Tepe Village.

Three carriages and a total of twelve horses, four for each carriage.

“Then we’ll be back!”

“We’ll be back.”

Nivelia and Aref greeted in turn.

“Oh dear…”

Muniel, who came to see them off, dabbed at her wet eyes with a handkerchief and muttered as if deeply moved.

“That small thing is already going on a business trip to earn money.”

In the end, she was choked up with pride.

“That’s what you call being a busybody.”

Ardores, who glanced at his crying wife, handed the children a prepared gift.

It was a small compass.

“I obtained it with the hope that the path you take will always be the right path, and that even if you enter the wrong path, you will quickly find your way back to the original path.”

It was even a sacred compass that Holy Knight Ardores had personally gone to the temple to consecrate.

Nivelia, holding the compass tightly, looked at Ardores.

“Grandpa…”

Then she asked.

“I don’t know what you said. What does it mean?”

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