Puff puff puff.
What wish should I make?
It must be to challenge for the world’s greatest wealth and power once again…!
Wait, now that I think about it, that’s not it.
Right now, getting the mouth of the captured demon to open is more important!
Pastel lightly tapped her cheeks. She felt her quick and constructive thinking returning.
“Have you thought about your wish?”
The Lord Fairy perched on a flowerpot swung her legs.
“Yes!”
Pastel clenched her hands tightly.
“I want to wish for everything I want to wish for right now with an unlimited wish ticket!”
Hmm?
Now that I say it, it doesn’t seem to be connected to the demon?
No, no!
Thinking it over again, I just need to wish for everything I want!
Please give me this and that!
Wow, I’m super ultra smart.
“Uh? Uh? But it’s not really unlimited…”
The Lord Fairy looked flustered. Then she rolled her eyes, seeming to recall something, and her expression became confident.
“I have a condition for wishes that I’ve completely forgotten to mention!”
“Huh?”
“You don’t really think that if you simply make a half-hearted wish, everything will be granted, do you?”
Shock.
“Was that not the case?! You said if I had the budget and time, I could become immortal!”
“Of course not!”
The Lord Fairy crossed her arms and became serious.
“Normally, the heart of the one wishing is important! No matter how great I am as a Lord Fairy, if your desire is lacking, it can only end in failure!”
That makes some sense.
If you’re going to make a wish, it’s common sense to pray sincerely every early morning.
It’s a different level than simply calling a fairy and casually making a wish.
But, but.
The smartest Pastel could also think of the dark truth.
“Lord Fairy, aren’t you just hastily coming up with conditions right now?”
The pink eyes glared suspiciously.
“I’m guessing that since I seemed like I’d make an enormous wish, you’re trying to hastily let me make a half-hearted wish first, and then excuse yourself by saying my sincerity was lacking and that’s why it failed?”
Completely smart deduction.
Silence hung in the air.
The Lord Fairy maintained her serious expression and was silent for a moment.
Then she shook her head as if it were absurd.
“No way? I’m right, aren’t I?”
The pink eyes went wide.
Whoa, maybe I was wrong.
I seem to have thought incorrectly.
“Ugh, I understand. It seems that sincerity is indeed necessary. I will pray with all my heart!”
“Got it! Now go for it!”
Pastel tightly closed her eyes and put her hands together.
Sincere prayer…!
“Please make that demon open its mouth. Make it acknowledge the truth of being connected to the Cult without any way to deny it. And give me a chance to deal with the radical faction. Also, it would be great if you could provide me with an opportunity to wipe out the Cult at the same time. But, if you could make it a one-stop service so that everything can be accomplished at once, that would be nice.”
And then.
As the world’s greatest wealth and power came to her mind, Pastel snapped back to reality and finished her wish.
When she opened her eyes, the Lord Fairy looked dumbfounded.
“Wow, you’re filled with desire.”
“That can’t be!”
“Well, it’s whatever. I’m not sure about the one-stop service, but the rest doesn’t seem too impossible! I’ll give it a shot one by one.”
Her heart raced.
The Lord Fairy closed her eyes and clasped her hands.
“God! Please make this girl’s demon, Nathaniel, open his mouth—”
Before she could finish her words, a lightning bolt struck out of a clear sky.
Huh?
“What is happening?”
The Lord Fairy looked bewildered.
Pastel ran to the terrace railing and looked down.
A passing old man had unfortunately been struck by lightning and collapsed. Smoke was rising from his formal wear.
“Ah?! Are you okay?!”
Pastel hesitated to jump down. The high altitude made her dizzy.
Then she noticed the hotel’s exterior decoration and quickly descended by stepping on it one after another. Her feet touched the ground.
“Phew!”
Recently, during fights, she had relied on others and forgotten, but she’s actually good at physical activities!
Pastel dashed over.
“Are you alright?!”
When Pastel supported him, the surprisingly unscathed old man groaned with a voice that sounded like he was about to faint at any moment.
“I can’t even tell the Cult to stop dragging in Master Nathaniel before he goes missing…!”
Faint.
Whoa.
The pink eyes widened.
“Lord Fairy, you’re amazing!”
I’m going to live with the Lord Fairy for the rest of my life!
Looking around to see if there were any onlookers, the flying Lord Fairy seemed flustered.
“Uh? Uh? I haven’t made my wish yet?!”
Huh?
“Didn’t you grant it?”
Thinking about it, the Lord Fairy hadn’t finished her sentence.
“Huh?”
Then why did this old man get hit by lightning?
The Lord Fairy tilted her head.
“Something feels off? I didn’t get to wish, but I feel like the God has responded. It’s as if someone else made a wish instead of me.”
Oh?
The Lord Fairy’s eyes suddenly widened.
“Could it be this is!”
She turned her gaze toward Pastel.
The Lord Fairy looked shocked.
“Did my unconsciousness wish for something?!”
Whoa, that was it!
“To grant a wish without being conscious of it! Such a feat can only be achieved if my soul’s power is overwhelmingly strong?!”
The Lord Fairy looked at her trembling hands in disbelief.
“Did I really have this ability?!”
She swallowed hard.
“Could it be that I’m a truly wish-granting fairy…?”
Wow!
The pink eyes sparkled.
The Lord Fairy suddenly began to strut.
Her shoulders puffed up.
With an arrogant expression, she pointed her finger.
“I’m such an amazing fairy, so you better listen to me from now on!”
“Yes!”
The Lord Fairy is amazing!
Pastel moved the fainted old man to the hotel room. The Knight Corps member, taken aback, immediately checked the old man’s health.
“It seems he just fainted. Even though he’s a knight of a higher rank, he fainted so cleanly without a scratch; it’s fascinating. How did this happen?”
“It fell out of a clear sky.”
“Excuse me?”
Then, a sudden wave of hunger hit her, so she wolfed down a whole magic stone.
Leonard stepped closer.
“Who’s that?”
Munch, gulp.
“I don’t know!”
The bewildered gaze.
Puff puff puff.
“But it’s a plan that was in the great Pastel governor’s head!”
It’s true!
Pastel received earplugs from the Knight Corps member. With a wicked smile, she puffed out her cheeks and poked the old man’s ear.
After placing the old man on his shoulders, she headed to the corner room.
When she opened the door, a smell of mackerel hit her. The staunch patriot, Nathaniel, was bound tightly to a pillar, refusing to open his mouth.
He glared ferociously.
“I won’t tell any nonsense to a coward like Kraft!”
“Ahaha! Is that so?”
Pastel became confident.
She cleared the table and carefully laid the old man down under a soft blanket.
Nathaniel’s eyes went wide.
“What?! Why is the old man here?!”
“Puff! Puff! Puff!”
Pastel just wickedly laughed.
“You! What did you do to our old man? He’s usually quite strong, so what terrible thing must you have done to make him look like he’s dead…!”
She placed her palm near her ear.
“Curious? Curious?”
The pink lips whispered wickedly.
“There were a lot of things going on.”
Nathaniel’s eyes bulged.
“What do you mean…!”
A flight of imagination spread within his eyes.
“You…! I won’t forgive you!”
Nathaniel struggled violently.
But, unlike his fierce words, he didn’t seem to have enough strength, as the ropes didn’t even shake.
“Ahaha!”
Pastel felt a thrill of power course through her.
This suits me more than I thought.
“Is it fine for you to talk so cockily?”
Her lips curled up in a smile.
She pointed at the old man.
“Or else this might become rather complicated.”
Nathaniel’s eyes widened.
“Complicated…!”
Pastel leisurely walked around the room with her hands behind her back. The pink eyes seemed indifferent to a puny insect like him.
“Now confess. The game is over.”
“You…!”
Pastel sat down on the couch, crossing her legs.
The freed Nathaniel glared at her, crossing his arms.
“Your punishment will come from the Demon King someday.”
“Well, you’re not really in a position to say that, considering that the Demon King you’re trying to find isn’t exactly pure either.”
With a flick of her finger, a Knight Corps member placed a confession document on the table. Pastel pressed down on it and slid it toward Nathaniel.
“It’s nothing too major. I’ve already figured out that you have connections with the Cult. I mean, coming to the meeting on the back of one of their magical creatures was downright irrefutable evidence.”
Nathaniel scoffed.
“That’s our bird.”
“Huh, what nonsense.”
Pastel shook her head.
“The Cult committed a massacre before my eyes as the empress’ envoy and diplomat, so you all connected to the Cult just need to take responsibility. You aren’t planning to go to war with the Empire right now, are you?”
Nathaniel, whose mouth had been tightly shut, stared intently at the confession document. Then, a forced smile seemed to stretch across his face.
“I refuse.”
“Huh.”
After swallowing hard, Nathaniel glanced at the old man who was laid on the sofa. He then tightly shut his eyes and glared at Pastel.
“Feel free to threaten me all you want! If the parliament falls into the hands of traitors, I’d rather die here! The old man would feel the same way!”
Ugh!
We’re not communicating!
Someone, please change this good-evil dynamic!
Pastel’s mind was in turmoil as she thought this demon was a bad collaborator with the Cult and a terrorist, yet somehow he felt righteous.
She screamed.
“Just admit that you’re the bad guy! A massacre occurred in front of a frail girl, causing this girl to almost faint!”
And that girl is me…!
“I refuse, you bastard! Do you think I’ll do something nice for you after how you treated the old man? May you be punished by the heavens!”
Gah!
“If you keep this up, I’ll truly transform into my Craft mode! Truly, truly, truly evil!”
“I don’t care!”
Nathaniel raised his middle finger.
Huh?!
I’m hearing insults for the first time in my life…!
Gah!
“I’m a demon!”
That person is a bad person!
Please punish him!
Having left the Lord Fairy behind for a game of pretend, Pastel was on the verge of tears.
“Ugh.”
A groan came from the sofa.
The chaos ceased.
The old man pressed his temples and exhaled, then sat up. His gaze fell upon the conspicuous pink girl.
“Ah, I see you’ve saved me. I remember seeing you just before I got struck by lightning. Thank you.”
The old man bowed his head.
“Ah, yes!”
Pastel nodded back.
“Thank you too!”
“What? Who saved me?”
Nathaniel exclaimed, taken aback.
The old man jerked and spun around.
“Young master?! You’ve been here?! Where have you been all this time? Did you go to the underground casino again?! You have no idea how much I searched for you?!”
“No, I…”
Nathaniel hesitated.
“What do you mean by saved?”
Huh?
Huh?
“Huh.”
Having completed her thoughts in a confused manner, Pastel covered her mouth with both hands, her expression turning one of shock.
“You two know each other?!”
I had no idea!
The old man calmed down a bit.
“Ahem! I beg your pardon.”
His gaze fell on the pink hair.
“Could you possibly be Governor Kraft, who just visited?”
“Yes!”
The old man bowed his head.
“I don’t know how you came to be acquainted with our young master, but if the young master has been rude, I apologize on his behalf.”
“No, old man! What have I done?!”
“It’s fine!”
Pastel waved her hand and smiled.
“Rather, it was you who must have been very worried about young master Nathaniel going missing, right?”
Ugh.
I feel quite apologetic.
But don’t worry!
We can resolve this from now on!
“Since this is fate, I can tell you about the top-secret mission that young master Nathaniel had to play dead for!”
“What play dead?”
Young master Nathaniel looked bewildered.
Whoa, amazing acting skills hiding the secret until the end!
Pastel took on a serious expression as if she were the commander of a secret mission.
“In fact, young master Nathaniel was given a secret order from Princess Ellie to build connections with the Cult to eradicate the roots of the Cult that tries to invade the Demon Realm! As the situation matured and it became time to initiate the secret mission, he had to fake his disappearance right in line with my visit as the commander!”
“Is that true?!”
The old man’s eyes widened.
“Of course! As a patriot, it’s only natural to dismantle the shadowy forces that threaten the United Kingdom! The times he visited the casino were merely feigned to maintain his alibi and appropriate reputation! There’s no way he was just gambling!”
Whoa, so that was it.
“Young master…!”
Tears welled up in the old man’s eyes.
“Huh? Huh?”
Nathaniel’s hand was grabbed.
“I see! The fact that you mortgaged the mansion to the casino and lost everything and ran away was all for the sake of reputation management for the mission! I had no idea, and here I was scolding you all this time…!”
Tears streamed down.
“To think you were working under Princess Elishita for the country, rather than just giving empty words at parties!”
His gaze was filled with emotion as he looked at Nathaniel.
“Please blame me for not believing! Knowing that you’ve grown up so wonderfully, I have no regrets even if I die right now!”
“Huh?”
Nathaniel looked flabbergasted.
His head turned awkwardly.
An awkward gaze met Pastel’s.
Pastel just smiled with a vague grin.
Mortgaging the mansion while visiting casinos, befriending bad people, and then being a messenger for the radical faction before being held captive, causing the steward to shed tears of blood.
VS
It turns out all of it was a secret agent role for the country!
Nathaniel broke out in a cold sweat.
Hehe.
Pastel, being naive, wasn’t quite sure which choice to make.
“Young master…?”
Nathaniel abruptly smiled.
“Of course!”
He gave a thumbs up.
“I was a secret agent!”
Wow, so that was it!
