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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Princess Ainis, seated, glared at me while sipping the tea served by the maid Bertia.
Bertia had given it to her to calm her down, but she was moistening her tongue like a warrior maintaining her sword before battle.
“So, you’re dating our Ellis?”
“Sister! Please call me Elise here!”
Ainis looked puzzled as to why she was using the academy alias Elise instead of her real name Ellis even in the mansion, but she immediately accepted her sister’s request.
“……So, you’re dating our Elise?”
“No, we’re not dating.”
“That’s right, sister. I’m not dating, I’m just owned.”
Elise clung to my side, linking arms.
As Princess Ainis spat out her tea as if coughing up blood, I hurriedly pushed Elise away.
“I’ve never owned her either. We’re just students attending the same academy. There’s absolutely no romantic feeling whatsoever!”
“How can that be! Our Elise is so cute and beautiful! Are you impotent?”
“Pfft.”
Princess Ainis suddenly accelerated, and Tana laughed next to her upon hearing it.
When I glared at her, she immediately pretended it wasn’t her, but I had already seen it.
‘I can’t have a conversation with this family.’
I had expected it from seeing Prince Oliver and Elise, but Princess Ainis also seemed quite mentally unstable.
I wasn’t sure if it was the highly authoritarian environment of the royal family that made them like this, or if their bloodline was originally this way.
“And if you’re just an academy student, why are you here?”
Bertia gave the explanation that seemed likely to be long on her behalf.
As she listened to the situation, Princess Ainis’s expression gradually darkened, and in the end, it was tinged with fear.
I was already out of Princess Ainis’s mind, who had been hostile to me until just now.
She spoke to Elise as if pleading.
“Do you really have to do this?”
“……”
“Brother Oliver is a scary person. He’s cruel and can strike down anything around him. I…… I don’t want to lose you too, Ellis.”
“Sister.”
Ainis, who approached while sobbing, knelt in front of Elise and carefully took her hand.
“The fact that Sister Elena was assassinated by Brother Oliver is just a suspicion, isn’t it? There’s no evidence. How could Brother have caused a disease unknown to anyone on the continent?”
“But you know from Brother Oliver’s subsequent actions, don’t you? As if prepared, he quickly erased Sister Elena’s traces and occupied that position.”
“That’s……”
“Moreover, we can’t let Brother Oliver ascend to the throne. You know too, sister. If we bow our heads just to preserve our lives, we’ll see the blood and tears of citizens flowing at our feet.”
The debate between the two princesses continued.
Elise’s position was that they should fight for the greater good and for their long-ago assassinated sister Elena.
Princess Ainis was pleading that she didn’t want her beloved sister to be put in danger.
I didn’t intervene unnecessarily.
Not just me, but Tana and Bertia also kept their mouths shut and deliberately averted their gaze from the two.
Everyone knew it wasn’t a place where we could carelessly intervene, so as I was reading the words about Princess Elena in the documents Bertia had given us…
“Huh?”
I unknowingly let out an exclamation, and the women’s gazes turned to me.
Bertia and Tana subtly signaled me to keep quiet, and Princess Ainis openly glared at me with annoyance, but…
I couldn’t remain silent any longer.
A scene I had seen recently and the report on Princess Elena’s condition connected precisely.
“This might be out of the blue, but I think I know how Princess Elena was assassinated.”
At that, everyone looked at me with surprised eyes.
“Don’t talk nonsense!”
Especially Princess Ainis, who had been overly emotional about her sister’s death, sprang up and shouted.
“No one on the continent could figure it out! No one knows what method, what poison was used! That’s why it was dismissed as an incurable disease!”
The voice of Princess Ainis, who was shouting while sobbing, was filled with desperation seeping from the lump in her chest.
“And you say you figured it out just by reading a few lines? So easily? Then sister…… sister……”
Overwhelmed with emotion, Ainis wiped her tears with her hands and cried like a child.
“That means we could have saved her. If we, if I had just tried a little harder……”
I understood what she meant.
Princess Elena must have been that precious to Princess Ainis.
Seeing her cry so pitifully like a child, having put aside her title as the 2nd Princess…
Elise slowly stood up and hugged her sister, but looked at me with determined eyes.
“Daniel, please tell us.”
The brilliant blonde hair had faded to a dull white.
Princess Elena, died unable to walk properly due to full-body pain, with a bent back, and wrinkles and spots blooming all over her body.
My mouth opened, and the answer that only two people on the continent would know poured out.
It was the moment when the resentment of the once beautiful Princess Elena de Frisia was resolved.
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“The preparations are going well, aren’t they?”
Prince Oliver asked while embracing a woman in the king’s office.
When he inquired about the progress of the upcoming royal banquet, the butler standing nearby politely answered.
“Yes, it’s proceeding without any problems.”
“Good, this time Father will be attending despite his poor health. We need to proceed very grandly, with caution.”
“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Increase the budget. It’s still not enough.”
After the butler left and he sent away the woman he had been embracing, Oliver slowly looked around the room he was in.
Since his father, the current king, was bedridden with illness, he was now handling affairs as a proxy.
In fact, it was being used more as a place for his own entertainment and pleasure rather than work.
Strangely, when he drank alcohol here, it tasted sweeter, and when he embraced women, pleasure rushed in like a flood.
The royal banquet would be held in a few days…
People around were asking what kind of banquet it was when the current king was bedridden, but of course, it didn’t reach Oliver’s ears.
The moment such words reached his ears, the person who said them would already be no longer of this world.
‘It needs to be even more splendid.’
The reason for the banquet was officially announced to be for praying for his father’s health, but the meaning Oliver had in mind was a bit different.
‘It’s a banquet to celebrate my ascension to the throne. It needs to be more splendid, more brilliant.’
As the banquet comes to an end, after enjoying everything…
His father will die.
He will die pitifully, just like his sister Elena de Frisia died.
And naturally, he will ascend to the throne next.
He couldn’t help but smile involuntarily.
Oliver, uncharacteristically, started to nod his head and move to the rhythm, but…
The silver-haired priestess entered without knocking.
“It seems you had something exciting? You’re in high spirits.”
When the priestess asked playfully with a smile, Oliver frowned deeply and snapped.
“You enter the king’s office without knocking, without permission? If it were someone else, they would have nothing to say even if they were hanged for insulting the royal family!”
Although he exaggerated a bit, it was a fact nonetheless.
But the priestess smiled back like a crescent moon.
“If it were someone else, that is. I did it because I know it’s okay since it’s me.”
“Tch.”
He had disliked her from the beginning.
Starting with those eyes that seemed to know everything, to the gestures that subtly read and acted on inner thoughts.
“Anyway, where have you been? I’m sure I told you not to move around carelessly until the banquet?”
Although he snapped as if warning her, the woman brushed it off glibly and raised her hands high, exclaiming.
“God has allowed me to meet a strange person! A person I have truly been waiting for! I was a bit late because I was preparing for them.”
“A strange person?”
He wondered what she meant, but Prince Oliver decided not to get deeply involved.
It wasn’t the first or second time he had gotten a headache trying to follow what this woman was saying.
“So it seems I’ll have to go with the strange person after this banquet ends.”
“Are you saying you’re leaving me?”
“My, someone might misunderstand if they heard that. I am here following God’s guidance, not to be with you, Prince Oliver.”
“……You will definitely attend the banquet, right?”
To Prince Oliver’s expression that showed a hint of anxiety, the priestess smiled reassuringly.
“Of course. It seems my strange person will also attend the banquet. I’ll meet them there and leave. I’ll be able to say my final farewell to you, Prince.”
“Phew, alright.”
It was rather fortunate.
He had introduced this priestess to control the nobles, and its effect had been so excellent that it made many nobles support him.
‘Her influence has grown too much.’
Especially in the case of Heaven Len, he was following the priestess’s words as if they were divine revelations.
‘It’s good if she exits on her own at this point. The timing is just right.’
“Prince, you seem to have changed so much from before.”
“What?”
Prince Oliver frowned deeply and asked back at the sudden remark.
“Well, anyone changes as time passes. It’s natural. Whether that’s growth or regression depends on the individual.”
“If you’re going to keep talking nonsense, just leave.”
“Hehe, it’s the word of God. You’d better take it to heart.”
Bang.
As the door closed, Prince Oliver wiped his forehead with his hand.
The priestess was necessary until the banquet.
But afterwards, when he ascended to the throne, she would only be an obstacle.
Even if he wanted to dispose of her, she was like a huge hunting dog whose teeth were so sharp that even he would get hurt trying.
Prince Oliver smiled, feeling that everything was flowing according to his will.
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Bro didn’t even mentioned revenge? And I guess power got to his head now
Oh boi.. your lil’ poor SOB