How to Survive at th Chapter 227

To you who survived (2)

During the festival, there was no hesitation.

This is because I had to attend a lot of events, help out with undergraduate scholarships, continue my camp life, and never stop personal training. As a result, I didn’t feel like I was enjoying the festival properly.

What is particularly noteworthy is that Princess Selaha often ntioned my na in public.

In an interview with Vice-Principal Rachel, he said he asked questions about a student nad Ed Rothtailer.

He ntioned Ed Rothtailer when speaking on the center stage, and even when he attended a prayer eting presided over by St.

As if he had made up his mind that he would definitely embrace

at this opportunity, he was approaching

so firmly that his arrogant attitude until now was overshadowed.

Not only that, but there were also a huge number of letters sent by her butler, Des.

Staying at the Sylvania Academy during the festival, he wrote

a letter a full day. Even all of them were handwritten letters, and the contents were quite dense.

Every night, it was not difficult to imagine how he sat down at his private table in the guest house and wrote down letters with a quill pen. It wasn’t even a love letter, but it was filled with romantic rhetoric one after another, and in the end, the final conclusion was a story about sticking with yourself.

– ‘It’s chilly at night on Aken Island. Does it an that autumn is slowly coming? Ti flies really fast. It’s been a long ti since we t face-to-face during the Roth Taylor Mansion disaster, but there was little sense of deep understanding of each other. Don’t say it outright. I want to understand you more deeply. It also ans finding a political compromise, but I just want to know deeply about the human being you are. can you tell

Won’t you make

understand the hardships of your life and the beliefs you’ve been holding on to? I believe that if it is your lonely but strong life, there will most likely be a part that touches .’

– ‘The fever of the festival continues. Today, I visited the living quarters. It feels special to think that this is where you live. And seeing the students humming peacefully in the festive mood, I think so. After all, conflict doesn’t create anything.’

– ‘If we put all the confrontations so far into the past and hold hands, I’m sure a better future awaits. I will give you the best treatnt I can give you. The power within the imperial family can also be guaranteed to the extent that it is not regrettable compared to when Crepin was in the state.’

– ‘Let’s end the feud. The disaster at Roth Taylor’s mansion was nothing more than a kind of deviation from the crepin. We can envision a new future just like ourselves. The beautiful blueprint may be different, but I have no doubt that if we talk to each other well, it will beco a stepping stone for building a greater empire.’

When I look at the letter filled with respect like that, I feel a sense of incongruity because it seems so contrary to what I felt when I t Princess Sellaha in person.

When I finish reading the letter and put it down, Des, the butler, who ca to deliver it, asks

in a polite tone.

“Princess Selaha is waiting for you. Would you like to accompany ?”

When I ask such a question, I just shake my head without saying anything.

Then, the letter arrives the next day.

– ‘I thought you wouldn’t accept my invitation. You’ll most likely want to stand by Fenia’s side and give her strength. However, it is sothing to think about carefully. Would it be a happy thing for that child to beco emperor? He was a kid who didn’t usually care about things like power. A child who lived after hearing the story of a courteous princess who is always kind and listens to the words of her subordinates.’

– ‘However, when you ascend to the throne, you must buy soone’s resentnt. After all, a monarch is a person who has the courage to turn half the people who oppose his decision as an enemy. Do you think that’s possible with Fenia? It is certain that, following idealism, you will get caught up in the rocks of reality and roll down the floor.’

– ‘If it were , I could continue to protect Penia’s tender heart. As long as you are by my side and take care of things well, Fenia can always live in the Rose Palace as a kind and benevolent princess who cares for the people. It’s up to us to handle the real work, and letting a child like Fenia live in a bright world… Wouldn’t that be the right allocation of roles?’

The letter that ca the next day was selling Fenia’s happiness.

From the point of view of Selah, who does not doubt that Princess Fenia and I have a special relationship, it was quite a match worth throwing.

However, the more I do this, the more I rember the story that Penia had been eagerly telling .

– ‘Never, you can’t pass it on to Selaha unnie.’

– ‘Selaha unnie… once you get it, you lose all interest. Selaha’s greed rises when she discovers sothing she couldn’t get her hands on. So, no matter what Selaha offers or what approach she takes… the mont you pass, your value, Ed, will plumt to the bottom.’

Truly a paradoxical story. In order to protect my values, I have to throw away all the proposals of the opponent who give

a high value.

“Princess Selaha is waiting, would you like to accompany ?”

At Death’s words, I, who was sitting by the campfire, shook my head again.

Then, without a doubt, the letter flew in the next day.

– ‘Don’t appreciate your firm will. However, I can say for sure. If you take my hand, I will surely beco the emperor of this empire. We can guarantee you as much as you can. I can help you both physically and ntally so that the Roth Taylor family, where you have worked your whole life, can once again beco the most prestigious family in the empire.’

– ‘I need you, Ed Rothtailer. I want you to be mine I desperately want you.’

A tone that asks you to co to your powers outright. There was an added urgency to the letter.

Of course, it’s just a letter. It is completely unknown whether the person who wrote this letter is really desperate. The opponent is soone who has lived his whole life in politics. It was sothing I couldn’t move my heart because I felt the sincerity with a few words.

At the words of Des who asked if he would accompany him, he shook his head again.

– ‘I think I’ve been thinking about you all day today. Ed Roth Taylor. It seems that this is not the only cause of the idea of having you politically involved.’

– ‘At so point, your voice or face seeps into my heart, and whenever I have a chance, I spend the day reminiscing about you. Of course, personal feelings should not take precedence in politics that determines the direction of a country. However, since I am also a full-fledged woman… There are tis when I have no choice but to feel the heat in my heart.’

– ‘I’m curious about you. I am curious about your strong loyalty that allows a human being like you to firmly carry out my beliefs even in the presence of a princess of one country. I wish it was towards

I wish Nara would respect won. Every day when I sit in my office and review my agenda, I want you to stand next to .’

– ‘I long for you. Ed Roth Taylor. Please, I hope you will support

by my side on the path I walk.’

The next day, in the letter, he was finally selling his heart. Of course, I can never believe this.

At this point, it gets scary. How far can this princess go to get what she wants?

The terrifying degree of greed is almost deafening.

“Princess Selaha is waiting for you. Please accompany .”

Of course… I was still shaking my head.

Until the day when the festival ended like that, I had to do this over and over again.

*The last day of the festival was bright.

I hear the Sylvania Academy festivities end with a grand fireworks display at the Student Square at midnight tonight.

There is still so ti left for the entire empire to celebrate, but today is the end of the period for Emperor Chloel and Princess Selaha to stay on Aken Island.

If all the festival schedules are completed well, you will be able to take a two-day break on the weekend and return to the daily routine of continuing your studies.

“Princess Selaha is waiting for you.”

Princess Selaha sent a letter to the last day.

The content was sowhat as expected. It was half a confession of love, but I had a cold expression on my face.

“…The Empress Dowager has great writing skills. The flow of the words, even with a strange sincerity, is truly amazing. I would like to try writing a poem or novel.”

After reading the letter, my answer was decided. Perhaps Des was also expecting it.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not going.”

*“Even consciously, it is good to think positively. President Tanya.”

“It’s so disgusting that Ziggs-senpai said that.”

“I’m talking about President Tanya because I’m worried.”

“…”

A ti to take a break.

Tanya, who was lying on the sofa in the student president’s office, half-dead, limp, brushed her frizzy hair and looked towards the door.

Ziggs Eiffelstein, who had even brought a snack, tossed a few kettles on the table for the work and sat down on the opposite sofa.

As he sat comfortably with his hands on the back of the sofa, he did not feel any respect for the student council president.

I couldn’t help it. In fact, in the student council, Jigs was much more likely to play the role of a stick than a carrot.

As I was mainly chasing Tanya, who ran away, my opponent now looks more like a prisoner dreaming of escaping from ti to ti rather than looking like the student council president.

“Boa Hani was lying on the sofa and was the president for nothing. I want to retire. I want to die. I want to run away to a place no one knows about. What is Ed’s brother doing? Should I just pass the housekeeper job? Should I accept it in the first place? But maybe it’s my responsibility. Why did you take responsibility in the first place? I just want to die. help . soone please save

Aren’t you repeating these monologues over and over again?”

Tanya took a breath and looked at Ziggs.

“Now… the repertoire is obvious, so it’s not really surprising. Still, as of today, didn’t you finish all the work that was delayed during the festival? Now that Anis senior is here too, you will feel much more relaxed when you return to your regular academic life.”

“I want to enjoy my own peace of mind, but what do I do with a lot of bad thoughts?”

“So, even consciously, you have to think about sothing good. It doesn’t matter if it’s a lie.”

“There is no point in saying good things with lies.”

“No, it has so aning. I’ve heard from Elka, though.”

Ziggs roughly checked the condition of his equipnt and spoke as if throwing it dryly.

“It could be a kind of self-suggestion, maybe it’s just a mask… But if you lie to yourself by imrsing yourself in it for a long ti, it is said that at so point your heart will accept it as fact. I think there was so terminology… I can’t rember…”

“…It’s strangely absurd about psychoanalysis. I don’t know much about that field…”

“I don’t know either. But, isn’t that a good thing? I am happy with myself every day. I am full of energy. I love work. I can’t stand it because I want to work. work is my life I’m going to die at work!! Wouldn’t it be possible to have a more positive approach to life if you lie, repeat, and repeat?”

“I’m sorry, but that’s how my life ends, so I hate it.”

“…Certainly, the example was a bit overkill. sorry.”

Ziggs smirked, then glanced at Tanya, who was finally resting properly after a long task.

Regardless of this or that, he is a human being who sohow completes his work within the deadline. He said that all human qualities are inherited, and he resembles my older brother a lot in many ways.

I think that I can beco a good leader if I give a good assistant, but… Right now, my dignity doesn’t live because of the way I look like a corpse.

Well, there must be such a person.

With that thought in mind, Ziggs wiped the sheath with a cloth.

“… you refused to accompany . You probably won’t be with

until the end.”

Even when the princess of a country bends over like this, there is no sign of moving.

A splendid private room prepared for Princess Selaha. Inside the neatly arranged room, there was also an office table.

Princess Selaha, who sat at the huge table and teased her quills, snorted at Des’ report.

“Pretending to be expensive… After all, you’re just greedy for power…”

It is difficult to find ti to accompany Emperor Chloel during the festival. Going to Ed Roth-Taylor’s camp every day is, of course, impossible.

So Princess Selaha tried to convince him through a letter, but there was also a limit. He actively fanned Ed Roth-Taylor by writing more radical and drastic content, but his steadfast heart shows no sign of moving at all.

Now, even strange omissions began to occur, and I began to put more effort into the correspondence I send to him every day than I thought.

Of course, there is not a single word of sincerity in the contents of the letter. Princess Selaha, who has neither blood nor tears, has no reason to give it all away because she wants to hold a duke’s master in her hand.

It’s just a rumor. Most of the ti, it will pass at this point.

Drunk by the fact that a human being, the princess of a country, needs her to this extent, she misses an objective evaluation of her own worth.

However, the tyrant Selaha, who regards everything below

as nothing more than a chess piece to be used up… there is no reason to do so.

“I think it would be best to take the ti and visit again…”

Coincidentally, I have a lot of schedule for tomorrow morning, and there are a lot of reports to review. I also have to schedule a visit to the Trix Hall, and I have to go to lunch with the principal, Obel Forsius.

In the end, there is nothing I can do right now other than to write the letter in a more sincere way… The problem is that I have written all of the repertoire that I can write. There is also a limit to writing a false letter that seems to contain more sincerity.

“Even when I bend over to this point, I don’t even blink an eye…”

Rather, Princess Sellaha had a fishy smile. Just imagining what it would be like to defeat Ed Roth Taylor, who has been so strong and loyal, makes my heart flutter.

At least, Princess Selaha has never been so engrossed in herself that she has tried to grab soone’s hand. Usually it would have co before that.

Lately, I’ve been thinking all day about whether I should write sothing this ti and blow air into his ear.

He tried to stimulate his loyalty to Princess Fenia, and in the end, he even told a shocking story that he was in love with Ed Roth Taylor.

Still, Ed Roth-Taylor doesn’t even dream.

‘Did you detect that it was all lies…?’

I had that thought in my mind. Other than that, I wrote a lot of unconventional words… but seeing that they have never co across, it seems that they do not believe the content at all.

Do we need a more reliable and sincere tone? Just promising more wealth and fa won’t move him, so what’s needed at this point is sincerity that can make him believe he’s sincere.

You need to wrap your mind so that you can convince him of the sincerity, so that even the suspicious Ed Roth-Taylor can’t be fooled…

Once it fell into my hands and beca a human who betrayed Fenia, I use him to my advantage and then throw it away. I draw a picture of the man’s face when he ends up being abandoned by Selah. When I imagine the joy of that ti, a smile already flows from my lips.

So Selaha continues to write letters full of lies.

I think about the wording of the letter all day long.

Over and over again, endlessly imrsed in… I was lying to myself over and over again.

*“Your request has been rejected. In fact, the sage’s seal is not open to the public even for research purposes, so it is difficult to get permission from the student level request.”

The staff at the Trix Hall kindly talked to Aila beyond the window. It was a girl who had been asking Obel Forsius to et him for several days already, and was submitting a request to read the sage’s seal.

“is that so…”

“Yes… Since it’s a treasure with a history of theft, I’m also cautious at the academic level…”

“Okay…thank you…”

Ayla greeted the window and exited the Trix building.

Although the festival fever continues, the office building, Trix Pavilion, still has a fairly business-like atmosphere.

That subtle heat remains, but whatever you do, you have to do it.

Ayla looked around the Trix Pavilion for a mont, then lowered her head and hardened her expression.

Sohow, it was necessary to find another way.

Sohow… The intuition that I had to read the sage’s seal… kept coming up.