Queen Laviosa would do anything to place Ligarest on the throne.
Especially when the protagonist, who is hated by the whole world, is the target.
In fact, in the original work, Tesilid had endured several brutal experiences at the hands of Queen Laviosa.
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ trembles as it recalls the things Queen Laviosa did to the protagonist in chapter 25.]
[‘The Watcher of Leaked Secrets’ reflects on the highlight of the original, where Queen Laviosa frad the protagonist and personally whipped them.]
[‘Cliché Gourt’ cheers at the stimulating lodrama of the original work.]
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ gasps and asks ‘Cliché Gourt’ when they arrived.]
[‘The Wordmaster of Worldbuilding’ hurries to greet ‘Cliché Gourt’ respectfully.]
[‘Cliché Gourt’ replies that they arrived earlier and casually receives the greeting.]
As expected, the president of the Possession Managent Bureau must be the one. A person who reacts to the terms "betrayal" and "lodrama," it seems they know how to ti their visits perfectly.
Anyway, I had to make my position clear to Queen Laviosa.
I had no intention of following her warning or recreating the original work’s lodrama by confronting her.
So, what I needed to do was clear.
“Your Majesty, Queen Laviosa.”
“Yes, Divine Saint. Please, speak.”
“It is customary for priests to offer prayers at places they visit. If it’s alright with you, I would like to offer a prayer for the Binschester royal family tomorrow.”
Although Queen Laviosa seed to be non-religious...
“A prayer from the Divine Saint? I do expect so effectiveness from it.”
She responded as if indulging in a jester’s antics.
“Well, then, I will prepare for the prayer, as I’ve received permission. As for the prayer’s content... I believe wishing for peace in the household would be fitting. After all, the royal family is, in the end, one family.”
“Peace in the household... Such a moving sentint.”
“Yes. It will surely resonate with Your Majesty’s heart.”
I smiled cheerfully, confidently assuring her.
Seeing the slight suspicion and wariness in Queen Laviosa’s eyes, I couldn’t help but look forward to tomorrow.
✠ "As expected, Her Majesty Queen Laviosa has given you a warning."
Celeste, who had heard about the events in the audience room, murmured as she lowered her eyes.
At the mont, I was sitting face to face with Princess Celeste in her sitting room.
Not long after, the maids finished preparing the tea, and Celeste looked around at the others before speaking.
“Bia, please join us. If Sir Prinz doesn’t mind, he can join as well.”
And so, five of us gathered around the tea table.
Celeste continued the conversation.
“You may not know, but Her Majesty is a person who does what she sets out to do. After losing Reminic, the number of political rivals she has purged is countless. Her hand is rciless and extre.”
“Yes. She certainly seems that way.”
“Although she cannot directly touch the Divine Saint, who is protected by the duchies and the church, anyone else... She would surely take action against them, with ans far beyond imagination.”
After finishing her words, Celeste’s gaze shifted to Tesilid.
Her eyes flickered with an unspoken regret. She stared at him longer than necessary.
Tesilid, though aware, kept his gaze lowered, focusing entirely on his teacup.
‘He clearly doesn’t want to get involved with Celeste.’
It was a conscious effort.
It was understandable, given that throughout the original work, Tesilid’s interactions with Celeste never ended well.
He was often caught up in scandals that were beyond belief, even being frad for cris he didn’t commit, facing the risk of execution.
In the previous chapter, the re act of officially escorting Celeste to an event earned him the scorn of two princes, leading to a string of humiliating situations.
The world always turned his goodwill into malice.
Especially the Binschester royal family, which seed like the perfect stage for that rule to be maximized.
Therefore, ever since arriving at the palace, Tesilid had been wearing a deeply subdued expression.
His eyes, which contained everything here, were cold.
At that mont.
Ugh, Agnes, no.
At this point, making a remark about rumors would be completely inappropriate.
As expected, upon seeing Tesilid’s stiffened expression, I quickly corrected the misunderstanding.
“Absolutely not.”
I succeeded in clearing Agnes’s doubts and easing Tesilid’s expression.
But I had to pay a small price for it.
“Hmm? Divine Saint?”
“I was just muttering to myself. Heh.”
I quickly brushed it off with a laugh, feeling quite embarrassed.
It was ti to change the subject.
In monts like this, it’s best to have soone who naturally draws attention to shift the focus.
“Brother.”
“Yes, Divine Saint.”
“Ah, don’t call that. It feels awkward. We’re finally having a proper conversation after so long, and if you keep calling that, it’ll be a bit disappointing.”
“R-right? Okay, I won’t.”
“Thanks. By the way, I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“Are you assigned as Princess Celeste’s escort knight? I heard the other two princes fought over you to claim you?”
To my question, Prinz awkwardly nodded, embarrassed.
“Soon, I’ll be assigned. After it was revealed I’m the grandson of the Duke, no one’s been giving a hard ti. Now that I have a choice, I’ll go to the side of the person I want to serve.”
He finished speaking while glancing at Bianca.
Such an honest brother.
But does he know?
Since ten years ago, when Bianca learned that we were the Duke’s grandchildren, my brother had already lost his spot as a potential husband for Bianca...
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At that mont, Bianca, who had just finished sipping her tea, turned to look at Prinz.
“It was truly a grateful decision for you to serve the princess, Sir Prinz.”
“Such praise is undeserved, Lady.”
“Now, given your position, it’s inappropriate to call ‘Lady.’ Just call Lady Gillette or Bianca.”
“I understand, Bianca.”
“Drop the ‘Lady’ too.”
“Bi, Bi, Bianca.”
With her permission to call her by na, Prinz rolled the na on his tongue, looking touched.
However, the mont of bliss was short-lived.
Behind him awaited the thunderous news Bianca had brought.
“I’m afraid I will have to use your position a little. If the Duke’s grandson stays by the princess’s side, I will feel secure even when I’m away.”
“What? You’re leaving?”
“I need to keep a promise I made with a friend a long ti ago.”
While Prinz was flustered, Bianca smiled at and said.
“Oh, I thought it was ti for you to co and get . Wasn’t I right?”
“Goodness, you knew and were just waiting?”
“Yep.”
“Just like you, Bia. You’re the best.”
My dear friend hadn’t forgotten the promise she made to assist with administration when I assembled a crusade, and she knew exactly when I needed her now.
It seed she had already spoken to Celeste as well.
I had expected so friction since I was taking such a competent person, but Celeste had sent Bianca to without holding her back.
Only Prinz seed to be in shock, completely at a loss.
“This can’t be happening. I was about to be assigned...”
“I’m sorry, brother. But Bia was already taken by , so there’s no other way.”
“...”
“Anyway, thank you for deciding to stay by the princess’s side. Let’s have you stay here to protect the peace of Binschester.”
“No, I...”
“Don’t tell a knight is going to say one thing and do another? You trust , right?”
“Ugh...”
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ looks quite pleased.]
anwhile, Tesilid seed a bit surprised by the situation.
“The talented administrative assistant you had in mind... was your friend.”
“Please, take care of things, Sir Tesilid.”
“Likewise, please take care of .”
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ lights up with excitent.]
[‘The Watcher of Leaked Secrets’ calms the excitent of ‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things.’]
[‘Cliché Gourt’ eagerly asks when the love triangle fight will start.]
Thus, after finishing the royal matters, I decided to return to the church with Bianca.
“It was fun. Now, rest well.”
After tea ti, we were guided to our respective rooms.
I was assigned a rather extravagant and large room, though a little apart from the others.
Entering, I found the sitting room first.
There were six maids and twelve servants waiting for , all greeting .
But it seed there was one more person waiting for .
The oldest-looking maid cautiously called out to .
“Excuse , Divine Saint.”
“Yes?”
“Prince Hadeil is waiting inside.”
“Inside?”
We were already inside, though?
Reading my confusion, the maid, looking awkward, spoke.
“...Further inside.”
By “further inside,” she ant the bedroom.
It was incredible. The prince had gone into my bedroom, the one I hadn’t even entered yet, and was waiting for .
Even though this was his ho and guest room... this was sothing else...
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