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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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Elizaveta’s worries about her sister’s relationship with Edanant falling apart proved to be unfounded.
Seeing her sister gazing at the wedding ring adorning her slender ring finger, a blissful smile on her face, Elizaveta couldn’t help but smile as well.
I’m glad the misunderstandings have been cleared up.
Despite the twists and turns, it seemed Edanant had finally succeeded in proposing.
The blue diamond cube sparkled brilliantly.
Ludmilla meticulously polished the wedding ring with a handkerchief, her devotion evident.
“Sister, are you that happy? You’ll wear it out at this rate.”
“Of course I cherish it. It’s the wedding ring Edanant gave me.”
“I heard from the First Saintess. You took it by force?”
“N-No, that’s not true!”
She treasured the ring so much that she wore it all the time, except when washing up.
And even when she had to take it off, she always kept it within sight.
I must never lose it.
Ludmilla’s vigilance was almost as intense as when she was assisting her father, the Emperor.
“It’s time. I’ll be back shortly.”
“Okay.”
Ludmilla, rising from her seat, carefully checked the wedding ring on her finger and headed towards her father’s chambers.
The Emperor and his advisors had gathered to discuss the situation at the Hohenberc marquisate.
Edanant arrived shortly after, and the briefing commenced.
“The cultist forces, facing a desperate situation, launched a surprise attack on the Hohenberc marquisate. Fortunately, thanks to prior intelligence, Princess Ludmilla and I were able to subdue them in advance.”
“….”
Edanant, using his quick wit, had disguised the incident caused by Ludmilla’s transformation into an apostle of Tyranny as a cultist attack.
There were no casualties.
It was thanks to the remote location of the incident, far from any cities or villages.
The Emperor and his advisors nodded, praising Edanant and Ludmilla for their swift action in suppressing the ruthless cultists.
They were impressed by Edanant’s ability to anticipate the cultists’ movements, which even the Empire’s intelligence agency had failed to detect in time.
‘To deceive Father with another false report…’
There were no cultists.
There was only the Red Dragon, driven mad by jealousy.
It was the consequence of her own shortcomings.
Ludmilla frowned, feeling guilty for deceiving her father and the advisors.
“There have been reports of a large number of vampires sighted at the Hillard estate. They must be allies of the wicked vampire who plotted against me.”
“….”
Vampires?
What is he talking about?
Ludmilla tilted her head, listening to the conversation between the Emperor and his advisors.
A cultist group had indeed been detected at the Hohenberc marquisate.
Ludmilla, bewildered by the news, looked at Edanant.
“Your Majesty, I have eliminated all the vampires who invaded the Empire alongside Princess Ludmilla.”
“What joyous news! You have avenged us against that cursed race!”
Edanant, determined to conceal the truth, reported in a nonchalant tone that he had eradicated all the cultists who had infiltrated the Hohenberc marquisate.
Ludmilla, caught off guard by Edanant’s unexpected report, was speechless.
‘Could it be… that there really were cultists at the Hohenberc marquisate?’
It must be true, considering it was a report from the Empire’s intelligence agency.
Vampires.
And cultists.
Ludmilla pieced together the reason for Edanant and Zebeline’s sudden departure to the Hohenberc marquisate.
Their actions must have been connected to the cultists’ movements.
“…Ugh!”
Please play along for now, even if you’re confused.
Edanant winked, a meaningful gesture.
Ludmilla, unable to decipher his intentions, swallowed a groan and reluctantly agreed.
‘E-Edanant also has a wedding ring…! Did he receive it from the Marquis Hohenberc?’
The same ring that adorned Ludmilla’s slender ring finger was emitting a faint glow from Edanant’s hand.
The same wedding ring-
A couple ring, symbolizing their love for each other.
Ludmilla, noticing the ring on Edanant’s finger, blushed and turned away.
She was embarrassed to be wearing a couple ring with Edanant in front of her respected father and the advisors.
???????
I,
I loved him first…!
Her feelings for him were no less than anyone else’s.
She had searched for him for three long years, waiting for the day they would meet again.
Zebeline, remembering Edanant proposing to her rival and presenting her with the wedding ring, grimaced, consumed by jealousy.
“I loved him first…! And she just swooped in and stole him away!!”
Her three years of waiting had been ruined by that damn princess.
Resentment.
She felt nothing but hatred.
Towards Ludmilla, who had stolen the place that rightfully belonged to her,
And towards Edanant, who had chosen another woman despite finally remembering their past.
The girl with flowing silver hair trembled, suppressing her turbulent emotions.
The despair of a defeated heroine, robbed of her rightful place, began to consume her.
“Zebeline.”
“What do you want from me, the one you’ve already cast aside? Go back to your beloved spinster!”
Edanant.
The object of her love and hatred, the one who had dealt her the crushing blow of defeat, approached.
Zebeline hastily wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes with her sleeve and shouted.
“You promised. You said you would grant me any wish.”
“You always say that and then brush me off! You womanizer, toying with women with your sweet words!”
Womanizer.
Philanderer.
He had acquired a plethora of cruel nicknames recently.
Edanant smiled bitterly and approached the saintess, her voice choked with tears.
He extended his arms and embraced her trembling shoulders.
“I always keep my promises.”
After calming her down, Edanant knelt before Zebeline.
He retrieved a ring box from his pocket.
Click.
He opened the box, revealing a wedding ring.
It was a new ring, similar in design to the diamond-encrusted ring he had given Ludmilla.
Zebeline’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the dazzling ring.
“Edan, forgive my rudeness… but do you have two mothers?”
“No.”
Two mothers?
What kind of absurd question is that?
Edanant responded curtly to Zebeline’s cautious inquiry.
“You already gave the Hohenberc family’s wedding ring to the spinster.”
“That’s right.”
“Where did you get this ring?”
“My father had two wedding rings made for my mother. She lost the original ring shortly after their wedding, so he had a new one made. And then, they found the original ring later.”
It was like watching a comical play.
Zebeline couldn’t help but laugh at Edanant’s serious explanation.
Idiot.
You’re such an idiot.
She felt foolish for wallowing in misery.
He was always so serious, yet so clumsy.
Zebeline, reminiscing about the precious memories she had cherished, realized once again that she truly loved Edanant.
“Which ring did your mother prefer?”
“This one. She treasured it so much that she wore it until her dying breath. It’s true. You can ask my father.”
It was a precious heirloom from his mother, who had passed away early.
Zebeline gazed at the glass-like diamond wedding ring, its brilliance pure and clear.
“Are you sure you can give me something so precious… so casually?”
“It’s alright. My mother would be happy.”
Edanant, after showing her the wedding ring, stood up.
Zebeline, who had hoped to receive the ring while he was still kneeling, felt a pang of disappointment.
Click.
He closed the ring box.
Edanant, noticing Zebeline’s puzzled expression, explained.
“I’ll give you the wedding ring with a proper proposal when everything is ready. Can you wait a little longer?”
“Hmph! You’re quite smooth, Edan.”
Zebeline pouted at Edanant’s request for patience.
Edanant leaned down and kissed her soft cheek.
Smooch.
He planted a kiss on her cheek.
Zebeline, startled by the sudden gesture, flinched.
Her cute face was flushed with embarrassment, as if she hadn’t expected him to kiss her so abruptly.
“I’m just kidding. I wouldn’t leave our lovely saintess without a wedding ring.”
“U-Ugh…! U-Ugh!!”
Edanant, having successfully captured the hearts of both the Red Dragon and the White Dragon, had somehow become a skilled womanizer.
The Holy Kingdom’s virgin saintess could only moan in response to his sweet whispers.
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My sweet Jesus, this man is smoother than butter on my butt-cheeks. I’m loving the character development and to all the people who never thought Edanant would land a chick, he just landed 2, in the same goddamn chapter.
