Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

ees in Roel’s previous life would slowly regress into a fiery-red hue during autumn, the leaves of Miura Trees would turn from lush green into rose red.
This transformation was thought to represent the process of how couples first started out awkward before their feelings blossomed with a burning passion.

Love Forest came to be known as the holy land for romantic dates, the ideal place for confessions.
Whenever the autumn breeze blew, the rustling red leaves resembled dancing flames in the mountain, evoking the passion in one’s heart.

It was impossible for a young woman deeply in love not to be excited by that.

Charlotte clasped her hands together as she gasped at the glorious red forest before her eyes.
Roel breathed a sigh of relief, feeling glad that he had brought her here.

Behind them, the army of maids showed motherly smiles.

Roel had asked Grace for permission to bring Charlotte out for a quick change in pace.
He thought that this was the best way for her to vent any dissatisfaction she had bottled up.

She hadn’t been able to spend much time outside ever since her affliction worsened.
In fact, she hadn’t left the carriage at all throughout this entire journey, spending most of her time in bed.
As comfortable as the Diamond Rivière was, it was stifling to remain indoors for an extended period of time.

Roel had often heard in his previous life that natural sceneries nourished the body and mind when one was feeling unwell, which was his primary intention for bringing her out.
When he shared his thoughts with Grace and the other maids, they immediately told him about the scenic spot.

He did wonder if it was better to head elsewhere considering that Love Forest was located in Rosa.
However, reality had shown that locals tended to show little interest in their homeland’s scenic spots, believing that the grass was greener on the other side.
Charlotte had never been to Love Forest even though it wasn’t too far away from Rosa City.

It was indeed a good idea to bring her here.

“Darling… is this what you have been hiding for me over the last few days?” Charlotte gazed upon the beautiful rose-red scenery before her as she asked.

“That’s right.
You noticed it?” asked Roel.

“Of course, who do you think I am?”

“It’s unfair to use mind-reading spells.”

“Who needs that?” Charlotte retorted.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before continuing on.

“I knew that you were planning something because you would leave the bedroom after I fell asleep for the last two days.
I just didn’t expect it to be such a surprise…”

“Oh? How did you know what happened after you fell asleep? I’m quite certain that I always returned before you woke up.”

“… It’s a secret.”

Charlotte was momentarily stunned by Roel’s question before she answered with a blush, determinedly concealing her own little secret.
Roel didn’t probe any deeper into the matter, though he guessed that it was some sort of divination spell.

Surprisingly, mind-reading spells didn’t exist on the Sia Continent despite it being a world filled with supernatural powers.
The closest thing they had to mind-reading was lie detection.
However, Charlotte was a master of divination spells, and it was an easy feat for her to figure out an individual’s whereabouts.

He just thought that it was uncharacteristic of her to track his whereabouts when he was already right next to her.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, he raised this question with her, only for her to immediately deny making any attempt at surveillance.
There was a conflicted look on her face as she weighed her options, and in the end, she shyly divulged the reason behind her discovery.