Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman

Much Better?
DESCRIPTION

SHE POSSESSED A VILLAINESS WHO IS KNOWN AND HATED

FOR HER EVIL ACTS IN AN UNPOPULAR NOVEL. BUT BECAUSE
OF HER PERSONALITY, IT WAS EXTREMELY DIFFICULT FOR
HER TO PLAY THE VILLAINESS ROLE. BUT NOT FOR LONG…

“I’LL FIX YOUR DRESS ACCORDING TO YOUR TASTE THIS

INSTANT!”

“MY REQUEST.”

“O-OF COURSE! AS PER YOUR REQUEST, THERE’S ONLY ONE

PIECE AVAILABLE IN THE WHOLE EMPIRE.”

PEOPLE AROUND ME LISTEN TO ME WELL EVEN IF I JUST

FROWN AND SIT STILL. SINCE I DON’T HAVE TO LIVE IN
DIFFICULTY, I DECIDED TO JUST COMFORTABLY LIVE ON AS A
VILLAINESS.

“FATHER. IS IT NECESSARY FOR YOU TO SOLVE FORMULAS IN

THIS SLOW AND INEFFICIENT WAY?”

I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE GOOD TO BE A RICH VILLAINESS,

SO I USED ALL MY KNOWLEDGE.

“WHY DON’T YOU GIVE ME THE HONOR OF ESCORTING THE

PRINCESS?”

I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF DEALING WITH MY FATHER, SO WHY

DID AN UNEXPECTED CHARACTER SUDDENLY APPEAR? WHAT
IF THIS PERSON DISRUPTS MY PLAN?
CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1...........................................................................................................................................................11
CHAPTER 2...........................................................................................................................................................20
CHAPTER 3...........................................................................................................................................................34
CHAPTER 4...........................................................................................................................................................49
CHAPTER 5...........................................................................................................................................................65
CHAPTER 6...........................................................................................................................................................82
CHAPTER 7.........................................................................................................................................................101
CHAPTER 8.........................................................................................................................................................116
CHAPTER 9.........................................................................................................................................................130
CHAPTER 10.......................................................................................................................................................146
CHAPTER 11.......................................................................................................................................................162
CHAPTER 12.......................................................................................................................................................174
CHAPTER 13.......................................................................................................................................................187
CHAPTER 14.......................................................................................................................................................203
CHAPTER 15.......................................................................................................................................................222
CHAPTER 16.......................................................................................................................................................238
CHAPTER 17.......................................................................................................................................................255
CHAPTER 18.......................................................................................................................................................268
CHAPTER 19.......................................................................................................................................................283
CHAPTER 20.......................................................................................................................................................300
CHAPTER 21.......................................................................................................................................................313
CHAPTER 22.......................................................................................................................................................326
CHAPTER 23.......................................................................................................................................................340
CHAPTER 24.......................................................................................................................................................356
CHAPTER 25.......................................................................................................................................................371
CHAPTER 26.......................................................................................................................................................384
CHAPTER 27.......................................................................................................................................................397
CHAPTER 28.......................................................................................................................................................409
CHAPTER 29.......................................................................................................................................................420
CHAPTER 30.......................................................................................................................................................433
CHAPTER 31.......................................................................................................................................................446
CHAPTER 32.......................................................................................................................................................459
CHAPTER 33.......................................................................................................................................................473
CHAPTER 34.......................................................................................................................................................486
CHAPTER 35.......................................................................................................................................................497
CHAPTER 36.......................................................................................................................................................510
CHAPTER 37.......................................................................................................................................................523
CHAPTER 38.......................................................................................................................................................535
CHAPTER 39.......................................................................................................................................................550
CHAPTER 40.......................................................................................................................................................564
CHAPTER 41.......................................................................................................................................................576
CHAPTER 42.......................................................................................................................................................588
CHAPTER 43.......................................................................................................................................................601
CHAPTER 44.......................................................................................................................................................614
CHAPTER 45.......................................................................................................................................................626
CHAPTER 46.......................................................................................................................................................639
CHAPTER 47.......................................................................................................................................................652
CHAPTER 48.......................................................................................................................................................666
CHAPTER 49.......................................................................................................................................................679
CHAPTER 50.......................................................................................................................................................690
CHAPTER 51.......................................................................................................................................................704
CHAPTER 52.......................................................................................................................................................712
CHAPTER 53.......................................................................................................................................................717
CHAPTER 54.......................................................................................................................................................725
CHAPTER 55.......................................................................................................................................................734
CHAPTER 56.......................................................................................................................................................742
CHAPTER 57.......................................................................................................................................................751
CHAPTER 58.......................................................................................................................................................760
CHAPTER 59.......................................................................................................................................................768
CHAPTER 60.......................................................................................................................................................778
CHAPTER 61.......................................................................................................................................................787
CHAPTER 62.......................................................................................................................................................794
CHAPTER 63.......................................................................................................................................................802
CHAPTER 64.......................................................................................................................................................810
CHAPTER 65.......................................................................................................................................................818
CHAPTER 66.......................................................................................................................................................826
CHAPTER 67.......................................................................................................................................................834
CHAPTER 68.......................................................................................................................................................843
CHAPTER 69.......................................................................................................................................................851
CHAPTER 70.......................................................................................................................................................860
CHAPTER 71.......................................................................................................................................................868
CHAPTER 72.......................................................................................................................................................876
CHAPTER 73.......................................................................................................................................................885
CHAPTER 74.......................................................................................................................................................892
CHAPTER 75.......................................................................................................................................................900
CHAPTER 76.......................................................................................................................................................908
CHAPTER 77.......................................................................................................................................................917
CHAPTER 78.......................................................................................................................................................925
CHAPTER 79.......................................................................................................................................................933
CHAPTER 80.......................................................................................................................................................941
CHAPTER 81.......................................................................................................................................................949
CHAPTER 82.......................................................................................................................................................957
CHAPTER 83.......................................................................................................................................................965
CHAPTER 84.......................................................................................................................................................973
CHAPTER 85.......................................................................................................................................................982
CHAPTER 86.......................................................................................................................................................990
CHAPTER 87.......................................................................................................................................................999
CHAPTER 88.....................................................................................................................................................1006
CHAPTER 89.....................................................................................................................................................1014
CHAPTER 90.....................................................................................................................................................1022
CHAPTER 91.....................................................................................................................................................1030
CHAPTER 92.....................................................................................................................................................1039
CHAPTER 93.....................................................................................................................................................1048
CHAPTER 94.....................................................................................................................................................1057
CHAPTER 95.....................................................................................................................................................1066
CHAPTER 96.....................................................................................................................................................1074
CHAPTER 97.....................................................................................................................................................1083
CHAPTER 98.....................................................................................................................................................1092
CHAPTER 99.....................................................................................................................................................1101
CHAPTER 100...................................................................................................................................................1109
CHAPTER 101...................................................................................................................................................1117
CHAPTER 102...................................................................................................................................................1126
CHAPTER 103...................................................................................................................................................1135
CHAPTER 104...................................................................................................................................................1144
CHAPTER 105...................................................................................................................................................1153
CHAPTER 106...................................................................................................................................................1162
CHAPTER 107...................................................................................................................................................1171
CHAPTER 108...................................................................................................................................................1179
CHAPTER 109...................................................................................................................................................1188
CHAPTER 110...................................................................................................................................................1197
CHAPTER 111...................................................................................................................................................1206
CHAPTER 112...................................................................................................................................................1220
CHAPTER 113...................................................................................................................................................1228
CHAPTER 114...................................................................................................................................................1241
CHAPTER 115...................................................................................................................................................1253
CHAPTER 116...................................................................................................................................................1266
CHAPTER 117...................................................................................................................................................1274
CHAPTER 118...................................................................................................................................................1282
CHAPTER 119...................................................................................................................................................1290
CHAPTER 120...................................................................................................................................................1298
CHAPTER 121...................................................................................................................................................1306
Chapter 122........................................................................................................................................................1314
CHAPTER 123...................................................................................................................................................1322
CHAPTER 124...................................................................................................................................................1331
CHAPTER 125...................................................................................................................................................1339
CHAPTER 126...................................................................................................................................................1347
CHAPTER 127...................................................................................................................................................1356
CHAPTER 128...................................................................................................................................................1364
CHAPTER 129...................................................................................................................................................1373
CHAPTER 130...................................................................................................................................................1382
CHAPTER 131...................................................................................................................................................1390
CHAPTER 132...................................................................................................................................................1399
CHAPTER 133...................................................................................................................................................1407
CHAPTER 134...................................................................................................................................................1416
CHAPTER 135...................................................................................................................................................1425
CHAPTER 136...................................................................................................................................................1433
CHAPTER 137...................................................................................................................................................1442
CHAPTER 138...................................................................................................................................................1451
CHAPTER 139...................................................................................................................................................1460
CHAPTER 140...................................................................................................................................................1469
CHAPTER 141...................................................................................................................................................1478
CHAPTER 142...................................................................................................................................................1486
CHAPTER 143...................................................................................................................................................1495
CHAPTER 144...................................................................................................................................................1504
CHAPTER 145...................................................................................................................................................1512
CHAPTER 146...................................................................................................................................................1513
CHAPTER 147...................................................................................................................................................1520
CHAPTER 148...................................................................................................................................................1527
CHAPTER 149...................................................................................................................................................1534
CHAPTER 150...................................................................................................................................................1541
CHAPTER 151...................................................................................................................................................1549
CHAPTER 152...................................................................................................................................................1558
CHAPTER 153...................................................................................................................................................1566
CHAPTER 154...................................................................................................................................................1572
CHAPTER 155...................................................................................................................................................1581
CHAPTER 156...................................................................................................................................................1590
CHAPTER 157...................................................................................................................................................1600
CHAPTER 158...................................................................................................................................................1607
CHAPTER 159...................................................................................................................................................1614
CHAPTER 160...................................................................................................................................................1623
CHAPTER 161...................................................................................................................................................1631
CHAPTER 162...................................................................................................................................................1640
CHAPTER 163...................................................................................................................................................1648
CHAPTER 164...................................................................................................................................................1659
CHAPTER 165...................................................................................................................................................1670
CHAPTER 166...................................................................................................................................................1680
CHAPTER 167...................................................................................................................................................1690
CHAPTER 168...................................................................................................................................................1701
CHAPTER 169...................................................................................................................................................1708
CHAPTER 170...................................................................................................................................................1713
CHAPTER 171...................................................................................................................................................1720
CHAPTER 172...................................................................................................................................................1727
CHAPTER 173...................................................................................................................................................1735
CHAPTER 174...................................................................................................................................................1742
CHAPTER 175...................................................................................................................................................1749
CHAPTER 176...................................................................................................................................................1754
CHAPTER 177...................................................................................................................................................1761
CHAPTER 178...................................................................................................................................................1768
CHAPTER 179...................................................................................................................................................1774
CHAPTER 180...................................................................................................................................................1780
CHAPTER 181...................................................................................................................................................1787
CHAPTER 182...................................................................................................................................................1794
CHAPTER 183...................................................................................................................................................1800
CHAPTER 184...................................................................................................................................................1806
CHAPTER 185...................................................................................................................................................1814
CHAPTER 186...................................................................................................................................................1822
CHAPTER 187...................................................................................................................................................1829
CHAPTER 188...................................................................................................................................................1839
CHAPTER 189...................................................................................................................................................1846
CHAPTER 190...................................................................................................................................................1853
CHAPTER 191...................................................................................................................................................1861
CHAPTER 192...................................................................................................................................................1870
CHAPTER 193...................................................................................................................................................1879
CHAPTER 194...................................................................................................................................................1887
CHAPTER 195...................................................................................................................................................1894
CHAPTER 196...................................................................................................................................................1900
CHAPTER 197...................................................................................................................................................1907
Side Story Chapter 1.........................................................................................................................................1920
Side Story Chapter 2..........................................................................................................................................1928
Side Story Chapter 3..........................................................................................................................................1936
Side Story Chapter 4..........................................................................................................................................1944
Side Story chapter 5...........................................................................................................................................1953
Side Story Chapter 6..........................................................................................................................................1961
Side Story Chapter 7..........................................................................................................................................1969
Side Story Chapter 8..........................................................................................................................................1976
Side Story Chapter 9..........................................................................................................................................1984
Side Story Chapter 10........................................................................................................................................1993
Side Story Chapter 11........................................................................................................................................2001
Side Story Chapter 12........................................................................................................................................2010
Side Story Chapter 13........................................................................................................................................2019
Side Story Chapter 14........................................................................................................................................2028
Side Story Chapter 15........................................................................................................................................2035
Side Story Chapter 16........................................................................................................................................2036
Side Story Chapter 17........................................................................................................................................2045
Side Story Chapter 18........................................................................................................................................2054
Side Story Chapter 19........................................................................................................................................2055
Side Story Chapter 20........................................................................................................................................2056
CHAPTER 1

Let me reveal my dark story.

When have they seen me as an easy prey?

"Dohee, I need 100,000 won right now. My aunt suddenly

passed away. She's been taking care of me since I was young.
I'm really sad."

"What can I do?"

Before dying, I always felt sorry for Han-joon, whose

relatives died every week.

I struggled to ignore it, as if I were about to fall for that

blatant lie again.

"I'm so sorry, Do-hee. I'll pay you back as soon as I earn

enough money."

I even told Kim Han-joon that he didn't need to pay me back

so soon to encourage him.
Every time he said he liked me, my bank account would be
empty. I'll save some money for food and coffee, and then
work part-time in many places.

After thinking endlessly, he took out a bag with a heavy

laptop and went to the library next to the engineering center.

"Oh, I'm so tired."

I was tired even before I started on my piled-up tasks.

Suddenly, I need a sweet latte to stay awake, but I don't have

any money.

Calculating mentally with a headache, it seems that the money

borrowed from Han-joon is almost 500,000 won.

Can I ask him to pay back the money a little earlier?

However, I felt sorry for urging Han-joon, who had been

desperate due to the recent tragedies that happened to him, to
pay back the money earlier.

As I bit my nails, I turned on my laptop.

"Everyone, send me the organized data before today."

I left a message in the group chat because I had a temporary

announcement about my main group project for the course
this week. The number of people who had seen the message
kept increasing, but there was no response.

"I'm sorry, Dohee. I have a cold."

"I have training today. Can I send it tomorrow?"

Although some of my group mates who saw the message

ignored it, at least I got two responses. If I hadn't, I would
have lost it.

Maybe it was because I've been through a lot lately, but I

couldn't think of anything that would make them cooperate.

Once again, I sent a message saying, "Tuition is expensive, so

you should focus more on your studies."

After finishing all my tasks late into the night at the library, I
felt very hungry and tired. As I dragged my body to the
convenience store, I stopped walking when I heard a familiar
voice and the smell of a cigarette nearby.

"Oh, crap, it's new, don't step on it."

Kim Han-joon, who was supposed to be at the funeral, was

cursing and smoking.

The one who was talking was the man who said he had
training today in the group chat.

"Are these the limited edition N-brand shoes? How did you
get them? They sold out in a second.

"I managed to get one after it sold out, so don't step on them."

"It wouldn't have been cheap if you could still get it after it
sold out, but where did you get the money?"

"I have my ways."

Kim Han-joon's triumphant response made me shake my

head.
"Who would be so stupid to give you so much money?"

"Yoon Do-hee"

"Ah, Yoon Do-hee."

The student who was in the same group as me nodded.

Wow, did you really believe him just after hearing my name?

"I'm in the same group as her. If I ask her for money, do you
think she'll give it to me?"

"I asked with the excuse of going to a funeral, but I didn't

know I would deceive her every time."

"Wow, Kim Han-joon. You're a complete idiot."

"I'm not an idiot. It's just that Yoon Do-hee, she becomes
foolish after someone shows her kindness, she's stupid."

It was hard for me to keep listening. Foolishly, I ran towards

the bastard, but I let him go without giving him a piece of my
mind. I should have stepped on his new sneakers.
"Do-hee, I like you because you're nice."

Kim Han-joon's words kept echoing in her head.

Strangely, instead of crying, I felt anger.

"Do-hee, you're just in time, wash the dishes."

As soon as I got home with trembling legs, my mom pointed

her finger at the sink full of dishes.

The person who had dinner was my younger brother, but why
should I naturally wash the dishes?

"I'm hungry too..."

While I weakly searched the empty fridge, I overheard a

conversation between my brother and my mother.

"Mom, get me a tutor. All my friends are preparing for early

admission these days, so they have a study group or private
tutors to help them prepare. Do you know I'm the only one not
attending a private academy?"
"I see. I'll try to find one for you."

My mother's unwavering response made me shake the milk I

had in my hand violently.

I feel nauseous.

Weren't my parents strictly against taking online classes

because they are expensive, let alone a private academy?

That's why I've been thinking that my family's financial

situation was very bad.

My father is a fairly skilled craftsman who has been a

manager for years. He has three children, but among us, they
didn't give me money because he had no intention of investing
in me.

"Yoon Do-hee! Where are you going? Did you wash the
dishes?"

Somehow, it made me even more miserable to know that

leaving the house without any explanation was the best way to
feign ignorance.
I should have returned shouting.

Why do you favor me? Do I look so useless in your eyes?

Endless sadness overcame me, so I stood by the side of the

road with a runny nose.

"Miss, I need to get home, but I lost my transportation card.

Lend me 3,000 won. Please."

I rubbed my moist eyes and let out an empty sigh.

I can't believe she's trying to deceive me again.

I think this old lady fooled me every time and paid her
transportation fee about three times.

Damn it. You must think I'm an easy prey.

Well, it's amazing how many times I fell for her tricks.
I can't help but notice now that this homeless woman is
deceptive.

Just as Kim Han-joon said: "I'm stupidly nice."

"Our Do-hee is so nice."

"I like Do-hee because she's nice."

I should have interpreted it as, "I like Do-hee because she's an

easy prey." I don't know why this important realization of
mine comes at this moment.

"Girl, you must give me 3,000 won!"

The old lady grabbed my arm in anger.

I didn't think it was right if I kept getting money from her

continuously, but when she saw money in her pocket, her
anger flared up.

"I don't have a penny. Let me go!"

"Then just 2,000 won. Even 1,000 won is enough!"

As we fought, we slowly approached the open road, which in
turn, killed me because I was hit by a motorcycle speeding at
a terrifying pace.

I died in vain, but I was reborn.

In the body of a villainess in a reverse harem novel set in the

19th century.
CHAPTER 2

After that long and dark battle with the old lady and the
accident that happened afterward, I regained consciousness
and looked around without understanding the unfamiliar
landscape that came into view.

I was lying in a bed with a white canopy and canopy curtains.

The size of the bed could accommodate seven adults in total.

Where the hell am I?

I stared at the curtains delicately embroidered with threads of

gold snakes and roses. Then, after a while, I jumped up
remembering the motorcycle accident that had occurred.

I felt as if my bones were crushed and my muscles torn.

However, as I observed it closely at this moment, it seemed to
be fine. Besides that, I didn't even feel any kind of muscle
pain.

However, as soon as I got a clear view of my body, my

suddenly large chest made me nervous.

"What is this...?"
Feeling confused, I alternately looked at my chest and away
from it. Then, I got out of bed and went to look at myself in
the mirror.

"Wow."

I suddenly gasped.

The reason for this was that instead of the face I normally saw
every day, the face reflected in the mirror was that of a
beautiful woman with a naturally sharp expression.

She was a stunning woman with bright purple hair and ruby-
red eyes.

"Impressive...."

After a while, I slapped myself twice to wake up.

Slap! Slap!

The pale cheeks of the beautiful woman reflected in the mirror

puffed up a lot.
However, I couldn't help it as I had to wake up from my silly
dream.

"Oh... it hurts."

But, why haven't I woken up yet?

I was in a dream that was too vivid to not be reality.

Then, suddenly, a sharp sound pierced my eardrum.

When I inadvertently turned my eyes in the direction of the

sound, a bowl of oatmeal was rolling on the floor, and a
woman dressed in a Western-style maid outfit sat with a
terrified expression.

As soon as our gazes met, the woman lowered her head and
said,

"I'm so sorry! I must have been blind! I am guilty of

committing a sin that cannot be forgiven with my life alone!
Please have mercy on me, Princess Deborah."
Deborah? That name sounds quite familiar.

Suddenly, the answer penetrated my mind.

Soon, I remembered where I had encountered the name,

Deborah. It was the name of the villainess in an unpopular
novel for adults titled "Swallow the Black Thorn." I would
always buy its new chapters until the series abruptly stopped.

Deborah was an unrelenting villainess created by the author to

use petty tricks against the heroine. In addition to that, her
inappropriate language had always been the subject of top
comments in "Swallow the Black Thorn."

Her current situation made no sense unless she possessed the

novel's villainess. It also couldn't be perceived as a dream
since she felt a sharp pain when she slapped her cheeks twice.
Apart from that, she had clear vision and eyes and hair of the
same color as Deborah's as shown in the novel.

While slowly trying to understand what had happened to me,

a middle-aged man with fierce silver-gray eyes entered the
room.

"What is this commotion about?"

As soon as his icy silver-gray eyes met mine, fragments of
Deborah's memories began to appear in my mind.

The man in front of me was George Seymour, Deborah's

father. He is a high-ranking magician and is considered one of
the top five geniuses in the long history of the Seymour
family.

Duke Seymour, who had a slender body that was not like that
of a middle-aged man, had a heart as cold as it looked on the
outside.

The only person he had opened his heart to was his wife,
Marien Seymour. After she died giving birth to their younger
son, Henry Seymour, he returned to his cold nature.

"Pitiful."

Duke Seymour looked at me with a look of contempt as if he

were looking at trash.

He valued his family's honor and hated Deborah for her

constant evil deeds.

"Ah, is a hunger strike not enough that you even decided to

self-harm?" He tightly squeezed my reddened cheeks.
"It's only worth looking at your face because it resembles your
mother's."

"......"

"I can't believe you're doing this over a jewel. You are a
disgrace to the Seymour family."

According to the fragments of memories floating in his mind,

Deborah had gone on a hunger strike a few days ago because
she wanted to acquire the Empire's only pink diamond
necklace.

The Duke of Seymour seemed to have misunderstood that

after going on a hunger strike, I had even decided to harm
myself.

"There is a limit to what you can do as my daughter. This is

my last warning. Don't get into trouble for now and stay here
to reflect on your actions until you realize your mistakes so
that such things can be avoided!"

The Duke scolded me through clenched teeth and eyes as cold

as ice.
From then on, I stopped squeezing my cheeks tightly and left
the room. I stared without understanding at the back of Duke
Seymour until I could no longer see him and took a deep
breath.

There's no way, how can a father be so handsome...?

No, more than that, how could he be so ruthless?

The chills that ran down my spine made my body unable to

move.

However, what bothered me at this moment, so much that I

almost screamed, was that I could barely move my legs to the
bed.

This was because the maid, who was lying face down in a
desperate posture, was continuously begging for forgiveness.

"I'm so sorry! I made a mistake! Please forgive me just once!"

Suddenly, the maid began to hit her head against the floor
until it bled.
It was painful for her to realize that she had possessed the
body of a villainess in an unpopular novel.

"Oh, well, just go away."

His voice was tense.

The maid, who kept saying "Thank you" repeatedly, quickly

picked up the oatmeal bowl from the floor and fled. As soon
as she disappeared from my sight, I slowly sat down on the
floor.

"Ah. I'm going crazy."

I had worked hard all my life, but I died at the age of 24, and I
even possessed the body of such a character.

"Why the hell?"

There are many other characters in the novel, why did it have
to be her?
I swallowed my despair and buried my trembling face in my
hands. Then, I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes,
hoping that when I woke up, it would all be just a dream.

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When I opened my eyes in the morning, I was still the

villainess, Deborah.

"...But isn't it going better than I thought?"

It has been ten days since I reincarnated as Deborah, and

unexpectedly, I have been adapting well.

I thought it would be difficult to live as a character whose

reputation was the worst in society, but that didn't seem to be
the case at all.

There is nothing I need to adapt to. Everything is perfectly set

up.

While sleeping on a soft and spacious bed, I woke up late and

felt hungry.
As soon as the bell in my room rang, the servants served me
breakfast immediately.

"It's delicious..."

I casually murmured as I ate the delicious cake that melted in

my mouth. When the servants heard me, they immediately left
the room and brought baskets of various types of bread in an
instant.

"Incredible. Look how disciplined they are."

Even if I speak to myself in a low voice, everything I want

will be heard and provided immediately.

The way they moved was like that of a well-trained army, as

they did not want to trigger Deborah's landmine-like temper.

Well, compared to them not listening, this is a hundred times

better.

I shook my head, took a piece of bread, and a heap of

raspberry jam, spreading it on the bread.

The food served here is quite appetizing.

"Princess, would you like more?"

"No, go away."

I felt uncomfortable being watched by the servants while

eating, so I imitated Deborah's way of speaking following the
fragments of memories floating in my head.

The figs on the plate were fresh, and the mushroom soup was
very tasty.

After I finished eating the delicious meal, the servants brought

fragrant tea and poured it into the cup.

I've never been to a five-star hotel, but if I were to go to such

a place, room service would probably be quite similar to this.

I lifted the elegant and antique teacup and gazed in the

direction where the birds were singing.

It was such a relaxing and comfortable morning...

Throughout my entire life, this was the first time I enjoyed
such luxurious peace.

It was like a battlefield every morning in my home.

Every morning was very busy because we had a cramped

house for three siblings.

My younger brother had his own room, while I shared a room

with my older sister, who always turned on all the lights in the
room as soon as she woke up. Furthermore, she even blow-
dried her hair with a hairdryer while I was still asleep.

Every morning, I went crazy because of that loud and fierce

sound. It was even more unbearable for me, who always
stayed up very late at night.

"Yoon Dohee, can I use this?"

My sister used to wear the clothes she had recently bought

online with the money she had worked hard for.

She also often wore my clothes.

My sister would always discard clothes that had become too
small for her or if the neckline area was stretched. She would
always say it was no big deal for her to do these things and
boast in front of other people every time she wore new
clothes. However, as I was an easy target, I couldn't even get
mad at her, so I would always allow her to borrow my clothes.

"Noona, I'll use the bathroom first because I'm in a hurry."

After forcibly getting out of bed because of her older sister,

when she was about to enter the only available bathroom in
the house, her younger brother suddenly appeared out of
nowhere like a ghost and went to the bathroom first.

I had to clean it early in the morning after he used it because

every time that jerk used the bathroom, the whole bathroom
turned into a mess.

After getting used to such hectic mornings, I felt like I had

gone on vacation to a five-star hotel.

"Don't get into trouble for now and stay here to reflect on your
actions until you realize your mistakes so that such things can
be avoided!"

I chuckled at the Duke's words.

If this is how it feels to be punished, then I'd rather be
punished for life.

"I feel relaxed because my body feels very comfortable."

I set aside my worries about the future for a moment and

looked at the snow falling outside the window.

When the food I ate was almost digested, the servants, who
brought water with them, began to get ready. After putting on
petticoats and dresses, people in elegant dresses filed into the
room.

Oh, come to think of it, Deborah ordered a collection of

dresses a month ago.

Based on the fragments of memories floating in my head,

Deborah loved shopping so much that she often went out to
buy expensive clothes and jewelry. One of her hobbies was
wearing elegant jewelry and dresses to display her wealth and
beauty.

But I can't go out because I'm currently being punished.

However, the servants naturally turned the room into a VIP
section of a department store.
Deborah's class itself was on a different level.
CHAPTER 3

"It's a great honor to finally meet you, Princess Deborah. I'm

Helen, Baron Zihto's second wife."

Helen, who visited us today, was one of the most popular

designers in the capital. Deborah was the one who demanded
that she come here.

As soon as Deborah saw the dresses displayed in front of

Helen's store, she rushed in and threatened her to design
dresses personally for her.

Well, thanks to her, I had an advantage.

"I am so happy to be able to show you our dresses."

As the silence dragged on, Helen's cheeks became uneven.

In fact, I was deliberately not speaking. I'm afraid that if I
open my mouth, I will be seen as an easy target.

It was ridiculous and quite reassuring that everyone was

convinced that I am Deborah as long as I had a good attitude.
"Princess, this is the style of clothing that has been in fashion
among noble ladies lately. The material of the sleeves is made
of fur. Would you like to take a closer look?"

Helen managed to put on a business-like smile and began

explaining the dress she had designed.

Some dresses were designed with a sapphire placed on the

chest, while others were adorned with pearls on the lace
collar.
When all the beautiful dresses came into view, I felt like my
soul had left my body.
As a poor citizen who had to wear her older sister's uniform,
my heart began to beat faster.

Is this how someone who was born with a silver spoon in their
mouth lives?

I never envied kids who were born with a silver spoon in their
mouth because they moderately engaged with reality, but
when I personally experienced that environment, I felt
embarrassed but happy inside.

I think everything will be fine.

Wouldn't you be able to pull off any look if you had such a
beautiful face and body?

The idea of wearing such a dress with a dazzling face and a

model's body makes me feel like it's the beginning of a new
year.
I furrowed my brow and bit my lip as I carefully examined the
dress, feeling like I was about to sneeze from the fur sleeves.

However, Helen interpreted my expression in such a way that

her face turned red.

"P-Princess. These dresses are only a small fraction of what

I've prepared for you."

"Um, these are already plenty, but are you telling me there are
more?"

I looked at her while biting my lip to hold back the sneeze.

Noticing my expression, Helen looked like she was about to

faint soon.
"I will bring you more colorful and sophisticated styles of
dresses. Just give me three more days..."
Helen, who was looking at me, suddenly knelt in front of me.

"I deeply apologize! I will adjust the dress to your liking right
away!"

"..... Make sure to add plenty of gemstones to make it as

elegant as possible."

The more jewels, the better.

I can take them off and turn them into gold in the future.

I rubbed my sore nose and added in a soft tone.

"And so what if she's an evil woman? Her face looks

absolutely stunning."

Occasionally, my face would mesmerize me as I stared at it in

the mirror for a long time like a narcissist.

I love this face.

I could feel the same aura my older sister had.

Even if someone wanted to ask me how to find the way, they
wouldn't dare to approach me within 100 meters. That was the
aura I had now.

While immersed in Deborah's sharp and cold features, I

managed to regain my senses when a servant informed me
that my tutor was waiting for me.

In the morning, Deborah would study and learn about

astronomy, history, poetry, and more from the distinguished
professors of the Empire.

Most high-ranking aristocratic families were taught at home

from childhood. The identity of the professors they would
invite to their homes served as a measure of their power,
while the number of women who were well-educated in the
arts served as a measure of their honor.

"I envy you."

I was told that having a personal lecture was expensive.

Comparatively speaking, a private tutor from a high-priced

university professor was worth hundreds of thousands of won
per hour.
Of course, Deborah, who had no interest in studying at all,
used to skip classes all the time.

As she was a villain, it was common for her to avoid her tutor.
There was even a moment when a tutor who was scolding her
for not doing her homework was hung upside down by the
window outside.

That was an incident where the rope broke, and the neck of
the history professor, who had a prestigious reputation in the
Empire, was broken, almost killing him. It was so well-known
that it was written and described in detail in the novel.

The more you think about Deborah, the more rumors you
remember.

Every time I looked at the fragments of memories floating in

my mind, I sighed and felt deeply enlightened at the same
time.

The law of conservation of mass.

I realized the truth that I was more comfortable than anyone

else, along with the fact that I was still an easy target.
"...But, no matter how far you walk here, there is no end."

I left the room for private lessons and started walking down a
long hallway.

Every time I walk through the mansion, I am fascinated.

Perhaps it's because I am a student of architectural
engineering.

How much money must be spent, and how much labor is

required to build such a magnificent and beautiful mansion?
While enjoying the pieces lined up in the hallway, I came
across a young man with silver hair who resembled the Duke
of Seymour.

Belreck Seymour.

He was the second son of this family.

As I momentarily looked into the young man's silver-blue

eyes, I instinctively felt the need to show hatred towards him.
It seemed that this reaction was deeply ingrained in Deborah's
body.
Deborah despised her brother, Belreck Seymour.

That's because Belreck showed contempt for Deborah. The

reason for that was because he detested incompetent people
who didn't even try to do anything.
Perhaps it's because his own life is marked by a bloody effort
to outdo his twin brother, Rosad Seymour.

Interestingly, the heir who leads the Seymour family is always

born as a twin for many generations.

Furthermore, the family seal of the Seymour family is "a

serpent with two heads," symbolizing the family's traits.

The talented twins would fall into a fierce competition to

become the head of House Seymour as soon as they were
born.

That is probably the reason why most of the twins in the

Seymour family develop such indifferent attitudes at an early
age.
Following the family tradition, Rosad and Belreck, who grew
up as intelligent monsters, were forced to kidnap and detain
Mia Binoche.

And so, it was hard for me to think of a single good trait in

either of them, except for their faces, especially since I knew
the sadistic tendencies of the twins from the novel.

"Deborah."

Belreck, who had thought he would pass by me, suddenly

approached me with his long silver hair and called me softly.

"Deborah."

I thought Belreck would just walk past, but he suddenly lifted

his long silver hair and called me softly.

He only tied up his hair, but it felt like I was looking at a

magazine model.

"Crazy."

As expected from one of the heroine's catches.

His glasses complemented his cold features very well.

...What a useless talent for a pervert.

"Who is your tutor today?"

"Patrick."

I replied briefly as Deborah would, and swallowed nervously

due to the strange tension.

"I've heard about your foolish behavior from the tower.

Patrick is a scholar I personally care about, so make sure to
behave well today."

Belreck, who said what he had to, passed me with coldness.

If I were the real Deborah, I would have responded to Belreck

that I would torment Patrick with cruelty.

But maybe because I'm not the real Deborah, I didn't even get
angry at Belreck's attitude.
Belreck, being an aristocrat, is better than the family from my
previous life, which always treated me like a servant.

He's even taking all the trouble for the family.

While Rosad and Belreck worked their bones off competing

with each other to be recognized as the heir of Seymour, all I
did was play.

I gave a thumbs-up to Belreck's back and walked into the

room where the young teacher was waiting.

Professor Patrick has been Deborah's tutor for two weeks, but
she skipped her history class every week, and she never got to
see his face.

As someone from a lower-class family than the aristocrats, he

inclined his head with an anxious look when I appeared.

"Is he here?"

The professor's head was nervously tilted.

As Deborah, I crossed my arms and raised my chin.

"Then, I'll start the lecture."

He took out a book that said, "1000 Years of Azutea's

History," and began explaining about the Seymour family in
an audible voice.

This professor is quite good.

Belreck was right to respect him.

Since Deborah takes pride in being a direct descendant of

Seymour, he seemed to have prepared the class content by
sorting historical facts that she would like to hear.

"An environment without flatterers around... not bad."

This is much better than hearing false praises.

It's good, without a doubt.

To summarize Patrick's flattering class about Seymour, here's
what he discussed.

The eleventh emperor of the empire favored the Seymour

family, which contributed to the strengthening of imperial
power and gave the Seymour family the authority to manage
the tower. The custom continues to this day.

Since Seymour has always produced highly skilled magicians,

the tower has been dominated by Seymour's magicians for
nearly five hundred years.

Comparatively speaking, it's like a third-generation

conglomerate owning even the country's ministers.

"My father is a duke and a magician at the same time. That's

too much."

Deborah's boundless arrogance makes sense.

In response to the slight attention I paid, the professor went on

to explain the history of Seymour's first magician.

The first head, Mirj Seymour, was an eighth-class magician

who made a great contribution to the foundation of Azutea by
helping the first emperor and received merits.
The families that received merits for their contributions were
Seymour, Montes, Orge, and Visconti.

Seymour, the magician.

Montes, the spirit.
Orge, the sword.
Visconti, the wealth.

These are the four most prestigious aristocratic families to

whom power was given after the emperor ascended to his
position in the Azutea Empire.

Deborah was only allowed to act as crazy as she did because

she is from the direct Seymour family.
What I'm biting on is not just a diamond spoon but a very
special spoon with a polisher.

"This is amazing."

All the information I have is only from Deborah's fragmented

memories, so the professor's lecture helped me learn about
things I still need to know in this world.
"It's like I'm in a fantasy novel with all these tower and
magician things, so it's quite fun."

The professor began to focus on his lecture as if he felt I was

listening more attentively.

He was so absorbed that he was able to continue the class

longer than scheduled.
CHAPTER 4

Realizing that he had exceeded the time, Patrick glanced at his

watch.

Then, he seemed to remember the catastrophe of one of the

empire's most prestigious professors who was hung upside
down outside the window.

"L-lady, there's no homework for today. Thank you for

listening to my humble lecture...”

He rambled nonsensically.

"Dismiss."

"Yes-yes!"

As soon as I gave the order, Patrick disappeared in an instant.

"He doesn't believe I'm going to do my homework, so he

didn't give me any."

I thought randomly.
After the history class, I had a theory class, and now it's the
magic class, which is the last one on today's schedule.

It was surprising that Deborah was annoyed by this four-hour

morning class.

"It's not good to be lazy..."

I shook my head and walked to a separate building, where a

tower mage was waiting for me.

"He's here, miss."

When I entered a separate training room in the annex, a

woman with dark gray hair greeted me and bowed 90 degrees.

Her trembling intertwined hands revealed her fear.

I had no choice but to attend this class.

Throughout this time, Deborah had had too many magic tutors
to count.
"It's not that I can't feel mana; it's just that the teacher is stupid
and incompetent! I'm a direct descendant of Seymour!"

Deborah never admitted that she had no talent for magic. She
blamed everything on her instructors and threw everything in
her path.

Just by looking at the displays of fake items that could be

thrown, I could see how bad Deborah had been.

The Seymour lineage is famous for its great affinity for mana,
but how come Deborah couldn't do it at all?

Most of the characters in this novel use magic as a standard,

are talented with the sword, and even play with spirits.

"But the villainess was given a disadvantage instead..."

Sighing for my ability that was below the ground, I quickly

turned my thoughts into positive ones.

Deborah has overwhelming beauty and talent for things

unrelated to magic.
That's enough for me.

The novel's heroine was persecuted as much as a measure of

her abilities.

In contrast, Deborah was full of inferiority complexes and

pursued people.

If I behave, the day can go by without a single incident.

Isn't that enough?

After class, I happily ate 77 macarons that were considered

the best in town.

After lounging around all day, the maids carefully prepared a

bath in the evening.

"Miss, is the temperature alright?"

"It's fine."
A pleasant sigh escaped my lips as I immersed my body in the
bathtub filled with water and petals.

The maids gently loosened my muscles with natural fragrance

oil.

Then they washed my hair with care and meticulousness.

At first, I was uncomfortable having maids while I bathed, but

they were so skilled that I got used to their convenience.

"Alright."

Wearing a silk dress that gently clung to my skin, I lay down

on the bed and immersed myself in my thoughts.

Everything has gone peacefully today.

I hope the coming days are the same as today, but for that to
happen, I have to change Deborah's future as the novel's
villainess.

I lay in bed for a long time before getting up and entering my

study.
I illuminated the room with a mana lighting stone and started
organizing the events in the novel that I could remember.

Deborah is the typical villainess who will have a bad ending

after her cruel harassment of the heroine, Mia Binoche.

From the cliché of pulling her hair and slapping her cheeks to
giving Mia a poisoned drink that could melt her esophagus.

Her most terrible act was getting a doll that looked exactly
like Mia and cursing it.

It was the crown prince, one of Mia Binoche's fish, who

revealed Deborah's atrocities.

Her horrible deeds were revealed in one of the chapters.

The crown prince accused Deborah of blasphemy.

It was a clever strategy.

There was only one person who had more authority than the
emperor and other high-ranking aristocrats.
The Saint.

Santa Nyla, who drove away evil at the expense of her own
life, is the most revered figure in the empire.

The saint, who sculpted her body into six pieces to establish
strong power, was called a goddess, and everyone admired
her.

"But how can a saint have a hardcore?"

Mia Binoche had a high level of sanctity to the point where it

was comparable to a deity like Santa Nyla. Because of this,
the crown prince's claim of Deborah's "profanation of the
goddess" gained more influence and strength due to all the
misdeeds that Deborah had accumulated up to this point.

Even though Deborah is the daughter of one of the founding

families of the empire, she was guilty of defaming the
country's saint, so she was brought to trial.

One of Mia's fish created a jury, and Deborah, who was

defeated in the trial, was imprisoned in a monastery.
Deborah had done so many crazy things that the writer was
criticized for ending the drama by simply sending Deborah to
a monastery.

What were the author's words again?

"She is a lady of the Seymour family. She is the daughter of a

founding and meritorious family, so she cannot die."

There were readers who abandoned the novel due to the

writer's obsession with sticking to the script.

"To avoid the monastery, the key is not to intimidate the

heroine."

The reason for Deborah's downfall despite being a Seymour is

simple.

She laid a hand on the novel's heroine.

But I have no intention of bothering Mia.

Fortunately, Deborah has not yet met the heroine, as the novel
is about to begin.
The first time I realized that the novel I once read and the
world I am in are the same was when the Duke of Seymour
mentioned the "pink diamond necklace."

It is related to the first chapter of the novel.

Near the valley, a strong mana from a mysterious rift severely

injured Philap Montes, one of the heroine's fish.

It was Mia Binoche, the heroine, who healed the severely

injured Philap with her divine powers.

As in most reverse harem novels, Philap fell in love with her

the first time they met, which was when Mia saved his life.

He wanted to do everything in his power for the fallen

aristocrat.

"Lady Mia, I really want to repay you for saving my life."

The Montes family, like Seymour, is one of the founding and

meritorious families, so his words could not be taken lightly.

Mia simply shook her head and smiled sweetly at Philap's

offer to give her everything.
"That, I just did what I had to do."

"Lady Mia..."

"I hope you get better soon."

Impressed by Mia's pure heart, Philap, who accidentally found

out that her birthday is just around the corner, wanted to give
her a wonderful gift.

He inquired everywhere for anything suitable to give her.

That's when he learned of the existence of the pink diamond
necklace.

Since it was the first time a pink diamond had been extracted,
and coincidentally, Mia's hair was also pink, Philap thought
the pink diamond necklace was the most suitable gift for her.

However, Deborah, who was so eager to show off, coveted

the empire's only pink diamond.

Other aristocrats became interested in the idea that both

Seymour and Montes were aiming for the pink diamond. At
the same time, the jewel's price skyrocketed.
To sum it all up, it was Philap Montes who bought the pink
diamond necklace from the novel.

The price rose to the point where even Deborah couldn't

afford it. The Duke of Seymour, who was fed up with
Deborah, had no intention of buying it.

The innocent Mia Binoche, who was unfamiliar with the value
of gems, appeared at the academy with a splendid pink
diamond necklace.

"Then the necklace caught Deborah's attention..."

Deborah ripped the necklace off Mia, and her neck was
bruised.

After that, Deborah's torment of Mia worsened day by day,

especially since she had captured the heart of Philap, whom
Deborah had wanted since childhood.

First, I will never grab her hair. Even if I see her with a pink
diamond necklace, I will pretend I didn't see it.
I let out a fake laugh as I wrote down the things I had to keep
in mind to survive in this damn novel.

It seems that avoiding a bad ending for the villainess,

Deborah, is easier than surviving as Yoon Do Hee in Hell
Joseon.

Deborah had wealth and beauty, but I had nothing.

I had to get a job to make ends meet, but my specialties were
very insignificant.

I got caught and wasted money on useless things, but I never

really took care of my own private life.

Even if I was lucky enough to get a job, I had a hard time after
joining the company because my specialty was not suitable
for that job.

"Indeed, I wanted to retake the exam."

"Hee, you know you can't afford another year at home, right?"

Just before my university entrance exam, my father became

more ambitious to get rich, so my score was much lower than
the practice exam.
I wanted to retake the university entrance exam, but I couldn't
mention it due to our family's situation.

No, I didn't mention it because I was too kind and considerate

of their feelings.

I think I was a complacent person who thought everything

would get better if I worked hard, and I ended up getting used
to it.

I sighed, reminiscing about my past life. I put down the pen

and stood up from my seat.

"I have to be vigilant from now on."

I can't just spend my time playing.

No, I must improve my situation to avoid a bad ending.

"Improving my relationship with the Duke is the most

important thing right now."

It would be a big problem if the Duke, whom I dislike,

abandons me.
Even if he's turning his back on Deborah, all the money and
benefits that Deborah has still belong to the Duke of Seymour.
If I lose him, I lose the money.

It will be worth it to maintain a good relationship with the

Duke.

Deborah is his only daughter who resembles his wife.

Pulling aside the curtain of the window, I looked out at

Seymour's dark estate.

I have to make a move.

There's a mysterious garden around the main building where

the Duke's office is located.

It's a place where flowers bloom and never wither throughout

the year due to strong preservation magic.

The Duke of Seymour, who deeply loved his wife, preserved

the rose garden she cared for when she was still alive.
Furthermore, the garden was quite important in the R19-rated
novel because it was where the heroine, Mia, and Seymour's
eldest son, Rosad, shared a sadistic love scene.

Thanks to the detailed description, I can still vividly

remember "that side" of the garden.

"I didn't know at that time that it would turn into a flesh
scene."

Thinking of it as an opportunity, I put the scroll back in the

drawer and locked it.
Deborah is too quiet.

The thought suddenly crossed the mind of the Duke of

Seymour as he looked at the books containing his daughter's
expenses.

He knows his daughter better than anyone else. Except for the
money spent on luxury items last month, there have been very
few expenses from Deborah lately.

Why is that? Is it because she's on probation?

Amazement passed through his cold eyes.

Being on probation doesn't mean she can't spend money.

The public already knows that she calls people from boutiques
and jewelers every day.

His daughter, true to her desires, is strangely being too quiet.

She had been fasting and hurting herself over a particular

jewel.

Deborah, whose impulses can only be calmed when she gets

what she wants, couldn't have given up on the pink diamond,
which has become the most controversial topic in the entire
history of the empire.

Of course, the Duke of Seymour was not fooled by Deborah's

behavior. He still has no intention of getting her the pink
diamond necklace.

"The more I think about it, the angrier I get. How dare she
threaten me like that?"

He will never give her what she wants, thought the Duke of
Seymour as he clenched his teeth.
"Y-Your Grace, the young lady is in the garden..."

It was then.

As reported by the aide, the Duke's face turned fierce.

"What?!"

The Duke jumped out of his seat, furious at the aide's report.
CHAPTER 5

Deborah was digging in the rose garden?

"She not only did it in a regular garden but in my wife's rose

garden! Where is Deborah now?!" shouted the Duke of
Seymour.

How dare she touch that garden?

He was so angry that he didn't even care how he was acting.

"Stupid girl."

When will she start acting like a normal person?

His blood pressure rose, and his neck stiffened. He thought he

had already seen the worst of his daughter; he didn't know
there was still a basement behind her.

"Didn't I ask you where she is?"

"She's in the rose garden right now. She only damaged a small
part of the garden, so please calm down a bit..."
"Get out of my way!"

The Duke, growing impatient with his assistant, immediately

headed to his wife's garden.

The rose garden, under a preservation spell, was right next to

his office.

But he stopped before he could enter the garden.

He couldn't move his feet because he thought he would only

remember the absence of his wife if he entered.

Normally, he doesn't dare to enter the garden, but the Duke,

overwhelmed by anger, couldn't let those thoughts stop him.

He walked furiously toward Deborah, who was in the middle

of the garden.

"You!"

"Have you come?"

Deborah asked as if she were expecting him.

Then, without realizing it, the enraged Duke hesitated.

Deborah's long hair was loose and stretched over one

shoulder. His daughter surprisingly resembled his late wife.

But that wasn't all.

Of all things, Deborah was wearing a bouquet of white roses

as a headdress.

His wife used to use white roses to make a hair ornament for
Deborah when she was still young.

He knows that the person in front of him is not his wife, yet
the Duke had a momentary cognitive dissonance as his
daughter's current image stimulated the blurry memories of
his wife.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

The Duke, who finally managed to recover, tried to sound
stern.

But his initial fierceness had been slightly moderated.

"I was taking a walk here to see the roses. It's a type of flower
that's hard to see during winter."

Deborah, fearless, looked him in the eyes with her own eyes
as red as roses, similar to her wife's.

"She was expecting me to get angry, so she deliberately

copied her mother's image?"

How wicked.

The Duke's mouth formed a sneer of contempt.

"What the hell are you doing? It's not like you, who indulge in
jewelry until you're sick of it."

"... Is there any difference between these flowers and

diamonds?"
Deborah's retort made him furrow his brow.

"What do you mean?"

"I thought these roses, which have no scent, never wither, and
are never attacked by insects, aren't different from diamonds
that never change."

The Duke of Seymour looked at his daughter in surprise.

As Deborah said, there is no difference between diamonds and

roses in this garden based solely on attributes. Both are even
odorless.

However, his pride in this situation did not allow him to

accept Deborah's logic.

"Your mother's flowers are different from a jewel, a luxury

item. Watch your words."

The Duke replied in a cold voice.

"This is not what she used to raise."

Deborah, who was playing with some roses, lowered her long
purple eyelashes.

"What?"

"The roses wither when winter comes, but isn't that why
they're beautiful? Why do they bloom when it's warm?"

"You don't want to admit you're wrong. That's nonsense."

The Duke's expression hardened.

She was trying to get away with it using plausible words, but
it was impossible.

"She used her brain quite a bit, but..."

The act of digging on the grounds of the garden left by his

wife could never be ignored.

"It's not a fallacy."

Deborah suddenly pulled something out of her pocket.

"Check the letter she wrote herself."

The Duke of Seymour's eyes widened when he saw the light

purple paper that Deborah was holding.

Unless his eyes were deceiving him, that was the stationery
his wife used all the time. The butterfly patterns on the edges
were the same.

"It's a letter from Mom."

With trembling hands, the Duke accepted his daughter's letter.

[Marien Seymour to George Seymour]

In the carefully preserved letter, he saw a very familiar

handwriting.

"Where did you get this...?"

For a moment, he felt as if his throat were blocked and he

couldn't speak properly.
"I found it here."

The Duke looked at the ground beneath the rose bushes where
Deborah had unearthed before hurriedly reading the letter.

As he read the letter from Marien, which he never knew

existed, he had a distant feeling as if he were going back in
time.

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I let out a slow sigh that I didn't realize I had been holding.

The Duke of Seymour released his cold and fierce eyes as he

read his wife's letter.

"I was so scared that I almost cried."

What a fierce father.

Deborah was born with a strong heart. If it had been me in my

previous life, my legs would have already given way.
"I had to risk my life just to send a letter to my father."

How crazy...

After lamenting internally, I took advantage of the sentimental

and quiet Duke to return to the mansion.

"I'll be on my way now."

He was so absorbed in reading the letter from the late Duchess

that it seemed he had forgotten about me.

I quickly left the garden and held my pounding chest.

I'm glad I found the letter.

The reason I risked and dug up the Duke's precious garden

was for the letters from the Duchess that were buried under
the rosebush.

Originally, it was the heroine, who was kidnapped by the

twins, who found the letters in the middle of the rose garden.
It happened in the novel.

"Mia, why are you trying to run away? If you stay by my side,
this beautiful garden will become yours."

Rosad forcibly pushes the heroine into the rose garden, the
memory of the late Duchess.

"Please, don't do this, Sir Rosad."

"Why do you want to throw yourself into a bush full of thorns

when you can take roses like jewels that will never change?
Are you stupid? Or are you deliberately provoking me?"

Rosad roughly pushed Mia near a rosebush, and a thorn from

the bush scratched her... Hmm?

While looking at the scratch, she saw the edge of what

appeared to be a box on the ground under the rosebushes.

That night, Mia, who said she wanted to take a walk alone in
the garden, dug the ground.

It was because her instincts told her that there was certainly
something mysterious buried in the rose garden.
The heroine finally found a beautiful box containing letters
that the Duchess had written before she died.

"Duke of Seymour, I will give you the Duchess's letters, so

get me out of here."

Mia was able to escape the clutches of the sadistic twins by

negotiating with the Duke of Seymour, whose love for his
wife was so great.

"There's still more to the story, but first, I have to get out of
here..."

In exchange for intercepting an S-class item by digging it up

from the rose garden, I swore to help the heroine avoid being
kidnapped later.

I was surprised to find that the garden was larger than I

thought.

But when Rosad prevented Mia from escaping through the

glass greenhouse and pushed her near a rosebush... Hmm, I
knew the specific coordinates of where the letter was buried
because of that.
Furthermore, I thought there must be traces of something
buried.

So, these last few days, I've been rummaging through the
rosebushes planted near the glass greenhouse and observing
the gardens.

She was accidentally scratched by a thorn, but it was worth it.

I found and dug the abnormally empty soil under the bushes,
and I was able to lay my hands on the box from the novel!

"There's nothing wrong with it, but there's something I can't

understand..."

Apparently, the only thing Mia exchanged with the Duke in

the novel were the letters.

But the box I found contained not only the Duchess's letters
but also her diary.

Why did Mia only exchange letters with the Duke when the
handwriting seems to be from the same person?
"I don't know why, but it was good for me."

Thanks to what was written at the beginning of the Duchess's

diary, I learned that she often used to put a bouquet of white
roses on young Deborah.

In addition to that, I found some other useful information.

Other hairstyles and clothes that matched the Duchess's

appearance in her portraits.

The cold-blooded Duke endured Deborah's absurdity because

her face closely resembled that of the late Duchess.

"That's a good setup. I should use it to my advantage."

Of course, since it's too obvious, it might backfire if I use it

too often.

I think this time it worked.

As I exited the labyrinthine garden, I encountered the Duke's

assistant waiting nearby.

"Miss, did everything go well?"

"Yes. More importantly, I need to ask you another favor."

"Tell me, Miss."

The assistant's eyebrows furrowed at my subsequent requests.

She's probably thinking about what my next request would be.

"It's not a big deal. Just don't tell Dad."

But I really don't care if she tells him.

Leaving behind the assistant, who had a suspicious look on

her face, I returned to the mansion.

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The Duke of Seymour stroked his chin as he read his wife's

letter.

"So, Deborah quoted this part."

[... I thought of this as I looked at the snow-covered garden.
Because the flowers fall, they seem more beautiful and radiant
when they bloom.]

The Duke, burdened with a heavy workload, took a short

break and reread his wife's letter.

He had read the letter, which his daughter had given him out
of the blue, hundreds of times in the past two days.

Because it felt like he had met his wife once again.

The letter consisted of light and friendly vocabulary, making

him feel as though he could hear her voice.

"Since I met you, even the unhappy memories have become

meaningful."

After reading this part, he looked at the rose garden.

"Isn't it beautiful to see them bloom and endure the cold?"

Following the preservation spell, the blooming roses that once

filled the garden entrance had returned to the dark earth.
From now on, he was about to look at the roses that bloomed
and fell amid the changing seasons.

He didn't believe that the rose garden, which was adorned

inappropriately, was what his wife wanted.

"If I hadn't cast a spell on the garden, this letter would have
been found in the process of pruning the bushes and cleaning
the soil."

He sighed at his pathetic self. He rubbed his eyes and

continued reading the letter.

"Of course, you're trapped in difficult magical formulas, so

you don't understand my delicate sensibility."

"I want to drink hot chocolate, so I'll stop writing this letter
now."

Without thinking, he blew out his pipe. He did it every time

he read this part.

Marien used to write letters only out of formality.

There were no letters written comfortably except for their
brief exchange of letters.

"I read it too quickly."

He should have saved it a bit.

Thinking it was a childish idea, he put the letter back inside

the drawer and returned to work.

It was winter, so the sky quickly began to darken.

Even though it was already night, he still had a mountain of

papers to sign.

He pulled the bell to summon a servant.

"Come in."

Knock, knock.

The Duke raised his head when he heard a knock.

"Hmm?"

Deborah appeared with her assistant when he thought it would

be a servant who would enter.
CHAPTER 6

When I appeared in the Duke's office with a servant, a

question arose in Duke Seymour's eyes.

"What brings you to the office so suddenly?"

Upon seeing the Duke's cold tone of voice, I clenched and

opened my fist once.

Every time I encountered those cold eyes, I felt as if I were

shrinking.

"Even though it's late at night, the mana stone was lit in the
office, so I brought some tea and snacks. I heard you've been
overworking because there's a lot of work these days."

"Since when do you care about me?"

The Duke, who snorted, gracefully tapped his pipe to shake

off the ashes.

"You look great doing this."

It was like a scene from a movie, so I almost lost my mind for
a moment.

"Why are you standing there with a blank look? Sit down."

Duke Seymour, sarcastic as if he were asking a guest, got up

from his office chair and sat at the tea table.

It seemed that the Duchess's letter, which I handed over the

other day, played a role to some extent since he didn't dismiss
me when I made a sudden appearance.

I quickly seated myself across from him.

As soon as I sat face to face with the Duke, the assistant, who
had brought the tea set, placed the black tea I had prepared
and the snacks on the table.

I felt the assistant's anxious gaze at the back of her head.

I won't cause any trouble. People really don't trust me.

I asked the assistant, whom I met the last time in front of the
flower garden, to call me when the Duke was more exhausted.
After two days with no response, she suddenly came to see me
one afternoon.

"Thursday. It's the most tiring day of the week."

"Princess. From eleven to one in the morning, the Lord has his
tea time. It's when he's most tired. You should never go
against him. I beg you."

"I got it."

"I trust you, Princess, that's why I told you."

"I already said 'I got it' seven times."

Although I repeatedly swore not to cause any trouble, the

assistant seemed anxious that I would do something foolish.

Meanwhile, the Duke began to drink tea without saying a

word. It seemed he was waiting for me to bring up the topic of
my business.
Of course, he wouldn't think I came here with the intention of
having tea.

As expected of a ruthless Duke.

I clicked my tongue inwardly and held out a plate of cake to

him.

"You must be hungry, so have a snack. It's a lemon tart from

the most popular dessert shop in the Yones district these
days."

The lemon tart he brought today was a meal filled with the
Duke's memories. He didn't like sweets, so when he had dates
with his wife in the city center, it seemed like he only ate
lemon tart, which was more sour than sweet.

"The diary is very useful."

"Sweets in the middle of the night. I don't like them because

I'll feel bloated."

The Duke mumbled with a childish voice.

"This tart will suit your taste."

"How is it possible that you don't know your father's
preferences at your age?"

Grumbling disapprovingly, the Duke finally broke the tart into

small pieces and took a bite. After tasting it, the Duke, who
had remained silent while wearing a mysterious expression,
rinsed the aftertaste with a cup of tea.

"There must be a reason you came here in the middle of the

night. Do you want a reward for the letter you found in the
flower garden?"

He arched the corners of his lips sarcastically. It was an

expression that clearly showed his bad personality.

"Of course, the letter you found is an invaluable item. But if

it's for the pink diamond, you'd better return it. I won't change
my words. If I said 'no,' it's no."

"I didn't come here to ask for something in return."

The Duke slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Then?"
"I came because I have something to give you."

"Give me?"

The Duke made a suspicious face, perhaps because Deborah

had always "asked" but never "given."

I carefully put down the tea cup and took out a letter from my
pocket.

As soon as he saw the light purple stationery, the Duke's tired

eyes were in full motion.

"Is this, don't tell me, a letter?"

"Exactly."

"Why is this...?"

The Duke asked, thinking of something.

"The letter you found, wasn't it not just one, but several?"
He rejoiced, with an animated face.

"Exactly."

There were quite a few letters in the box.

The Duchess, quiet and poor at expressing affection, put into

words the feelings she couldn't express.

In her diary, she wrote that she lacked courage and that the
Duke was so busy that the letters, which seemed like
complaints, kept piling up.

However, there were also words that said that someday she
would like to take out the faded memories she had with the
Duke and color them anew.

Perhaps the Duchess was thinking of burying the letters like a

time capsule and taking them out again as a keepsake when
she was older and more mature.

"—The letters. How many do you have?"

The Duke was excited and asked with a trembling voice.

"—You'll find out how many there are naturally as time goes
on."

He suddenly raised his eyebrows at my cautious response.

"What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said."

"You mean you won't give me the letters? Until I give you
that diamond?"

It meant that I would slowly hand over the letters over time,
but it sounded like a threat to the Duke's ears.

"It doesn't mean something as childish as that."

We made eye contact, and he took a sip of tea.

"... That doesn't sound like you."

"It doesn't sound like me."

I felt a sting from his harsh words, but I poured several sugar
cubes into the tea and changed the subject.

"This tea is bitter and has a strong aroma, so I think some kind
of muffin would go better with it than a lemon tart."

"Next time, I'll tell you to prepare some light tea or cocoa.
This is a strong infusion, so you won't sleep well if you drink
too much."

"No way. Are you worried about me?"

At that moment, I felt a small hope that my relationship with

the financier... no, with the Duke, might improve a little.

"I'll drink only half. Thanks for your concern."

The Duke snorted at my words and immediately blocked the

door.

"Concern? I'm afraid you'll say something later because you

couldn't sleep well, and your skin will be bad."
As expected, he's not an easy man.

But then again, the Duke of Seymour in the novel turned a

blind eye even when his daughter was brought to trial for
blasphemy.

Such are deep emotions. It wasn't so easy for a father-

daughter relationship to recover with just one letter.

"Ah."

I took a sip of the intense flavor of the black tea, which

alternated between bittersweet and bitter, and spoke when
there was about half of the tea left.

"Father. It's late, so I'll be going."

"Yes."

"I'll escort you to your chambers, Princess."

The assistant, who had been anxious all the time for fear that I
would do something to annoy the Duke, said with a more
relaxed expression.

It was when. Duke Seymour suddenly got up and followed me

out of the office.

"I've been sitting and working for too long, my body is stiff,
so I need to take a walk."

"Didn't I ask?"

Of course, I was afraid, so I didn't say it out loud.

"It seems like the weather has gotten a bit warmer. Don't you
think so?"

The Duke suddenly spoke to the assistant.

"Yes, it's nice to take a walk in this weather."

A white breath emanated from the assistant's mouth.

"It's so cold that I'm freezing, what are you talking about?"
Wrapped in a thick shawl, I hurried my steps.

A heavy silence fell around them.

The Duke walked to the front of the annex where I lived and
returned to the office with his assistant.

"Rest for a bit. I'll see you from time to time."

Leaving those words.

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From that day on, I made constant requests to the assistant. To

contact me when Duke Seymour was exhausted from his
work.

After that, I visited the Duke two more times and handed him
a letter.

I gave him two letters within a week.

At first, there was no desire to obtain material things through
letters.

Since there were so many letters, I thought the priority was to

restore the broken father-daughter relationship, using this as
an excuse to increase the chances of meeting with the Duke.

However, it doesn't seem like I've gotten much closer to him,

but I've thrown away many letters.

Meanwhile, the desserts are delicious.

As he ate a chocolate cake that melted in his mouth, the Duke

chuckled softly while reading the letter I had brought him.

Obsessed with his wife, he didn't seem to mind that I was

sitting in front of him.

"I feel like I've turned into a mail carrier..."

The chocolate from the cake melted inside my mouth without

doing anything, and the Duke suddenly put down the letter.
Then, he drank tea for a moment and looked at me.
The emotions in those eyes were different from before, so I
felt uneasy.

Why are you looking at me like that?

"Deborah. You didn't come to me and give me a letter when I

was tired, right?"

"Exactly."

"Then why? Why do you want to obtain the country's only

diamond?"

He asked as if he were testing me.

You have to answer correctly.

If I beat around the bush too much here, the Duke will start
doubting my intentions again. It took me a long time to speak
as I thought.

"Because I am the daughter of George Seymour and Marien

Seymour. I thought I should be the link between the two."
I spoke using the opening lines of that letter.

"...!"

The Duke was taken aback by my words. After that, he didn't

speak for a while.

I was nervous, fidgeting with my hands as I swallowed hard.

It was Duke Seymour who first broke the long silence.

"Do you have time this weekend?"

Of course, I have time.

What can I do when I'm in a position where I can't even go

out because those are the Duke's orders?

But staying home doesn't mean it's frustrating.

As a homebody, this place was a paradise on earth for me.

A life where you eat delicious food, sleep when you're sleepy,
roll around in a soft bed, take walks in a palace garden, and
receive spa treatments.

"Every day is exciting and fun. Being rich without doing

anything is the best."

"I have time."

I replied immediately.

"Then, let's go out to eat."

"... Outside?"

"Yes."

"Then, the lockdown..."

"You must go out now that the weather is a bit warmer.

You've been cooped up without causing any trouble."

"... Yes. Thank you."

"It's strange. You don't seem as happy as I thought you would
be."

I felt a sharp sensation at the Duke's keen remark. My hands

were sweaty. I anxiously rubbed the handle of the teacup and
made an unconvincing excuse.

"I'm very happy. In fact, I'm a bit surprised by your

generosity. Even if I don't go out, I'm happy to have tea time
at home with my father."

In a panicked state, a compliment that was too obvious

slipped out.

The Duke also coughed several times and frowned, as if it was

just empty words.

"What the hell do you want? If there's something you want,

tell me honestly. I'm getting anxious."

"That wasn't my intention."

"Then let's..."
The Duke, who was trying to say something, clicked his
tongue and looked at his pocket watch as soon as he heard a
knock.

It seems that a meeting with his vassals was scheduled for the
afternoon.

The Duke had to devise the agenda for the meeting, so I left
the office first.

"Today's mood has progressed differently from last time.

Being released from my confinement should be considered a
positive sign."

I'm a bit tired.

It wasn't easy to confront a heartless Duke.

"I'm out of energy. I did my best today, so I should rest."

I told my servant to buy the most popular novels that were

coming out these days.
Thinking that I should read a romance novel, I walked
painfully down the office hallway when I heard loud voices
coming from the opposite side.

Belreck Seymour and his vassals were walking in a group in

my direction.

"What a stupid way to walk. Pathetic."

Belreck, looking me up and down, responded in a low voice.

"Don't stir up trouble here and there and stay quiet like a
lamb. Is this the way to behave?"

Belreck whispered in my ear, passing over my shoulder.

Belreck's vassals disappeared after giving me a distracted

greeting, a princess, without proper etiquette.

"That bastard, why is he picking another fight?"

I, who was a fan of pretty faces, felt more disgust for that
beauty.
In a way, he was a great guy.

In a ridiculous mood, I stared at Belreck's back and entered

my room.

In the study, there were piles of books and romance novels

that I had my servant get for me.

"I found it!"

Sitting in the study, reading books for half a day, I smiled

with self-satisfaction.
CHAPTER 7

Due to her beautiful features, the dress with a wide flare

suited her very well.

"She's so beautiful, Princess."

"It feels like I'm looking at a rose in full bloom. It's dazzling."

The maids showered compliments, choosing their words

carefully not to make mistakes.

"How is her skin so beautiful?"

"Her lips are like cherries."

"Hmph."

I know better than anyone that this face is interesting and

exciting.

However, I tried to suppress my urge to be annoying and just

let out a slight snort. To protect my dignity as the Empire's
most wicked woman, I was always practicing my cold
expressions.
"I don't like character changes."

"Princess, the Duke will be here soon."

Before long, the Duke's general manager appeared.

As an accessory, he held a dark purple fan that matched my

lavender dress. Deborah was tall, but when she wore high
heels, her field of vision easily increased.

After a while, the Duke, dressed in a navy blue suit, entered

the vestibule. Exuding the deep charm that only middle-aged
people have.

I stood next to the Duke, receiving a standing ovation in the

eyes of the Azutean Empire's elite.

It's a good thing I practiced facial expressions every day.

Otherwise, I would have stood there without understanding,

with my mouth open, like a fan seeing a celebrity in front of
them.
"It's an expensive dress."

The Duke said coldly, looking at me with a serene gaze. You

don't get used to his cold way of speaking like you do to his
beautiful appearance.

It's the same for the men in this house, the price of a pretty
face.

Swallowing words I couldn't say, I replied, barely moving my

lips.

"My parents gave birth to me wonderfully, so I think this

beautiful dress suits me well."

I got even more nervous when it fell silent, so I somehow kept

up with the Duke's frank words, and the compliments kept
increasing.

"Then, appreciate your body. If you do that again, it won't end

with just confinement."

Pointing out the self-injury incident in which I slapped myself

relentlessly, the Duke extended his hand in front of the
carriage with the double-headed seal.
"It's my first time."

After receiving his hostile escort and getting into the carriage,
I lost all strength as I watched the rapidly passing landscape
out the window.

Because the main doors of the Duke's house were still not
visible.

Does it take this long to reach the door?

It was the difference between what I had seen in fragments of

his memory and actually experiencing the rich world.

It wasn't just the magnificent size of the mansion that

surprised me.

Why are there no customers during this prime time?

I looked around the restaurant in amazement. The two-story

wooden interior of the restaurant was empty, except for the
seats where the Duke and I were sitting.
"Why are you acting like this?"

"I was wondering if this place was out of service."

"Is it because you resemble me? You're not funny making

jokes. Still, your intention to lighten the mood is admirable. It
seems you've grown lately."

"What?"

I felt like the conversation was over, but the waiter brought
appetizers and bread at just the right time.

"This is delicious."

Just by looking at the salty butter and fluffy bread, it's

definitely a good restaurant. It doesn't make sense that there
are no customers.

Ah, now I understand. He rented the entire restaurant.

As a humble citizen, I enjoyed the difficult-to-digest taste of

money, but on the other hand, I continued my meal in silence,
feeling like I had indigestion.
The dinner enjoyed by the upper class of the Empire was very
similar to a French course meal.

There was a lot of tableware due to the variety of ingredients,

and it was quite tricky to handle them perfectly without
making mistakes, so I couldn't help but feel nervous every
time a dish was served.

Every time I made a basic mistake, I could see how pathetic I

looked in the Duke's eyes.

Fortunately, it wasn't difficult to use the tableware thanks to

the aristocratic habits ingrained in my body.

"Deborah, did you bring a letter today too?"

The Duke suddenly asked me as he carefully attacked the

shellfish.

"I'm not in a hurry. I felt quite excited and kept waiting

because you handed me the letters one by one. Was this
intentional too?"
"I'm not in a hurry. I felt quite excited and kept waiting
because you handed me the letters one by one. Was this
intentional?"

It was because of my painful experience that I thought I

should divide the letters instead of giving them all at once.

Because humans are ungrateful and cunning, feelings of

bitterness last a long time, but feelings of gratitude are quickly
forgotten.

"I felt it desperately during the 24 years of my life..."

Being condescending for a long time, it is necessary to

constantly remind oneself of gratitude. I realized that fact in
someone else's body after my death.

Of course, for those who want to appear good, there was a

difficulty in showing off in a sophisticated way.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

In response to the indirect answer, the Duke burst into

laughter.
Looking at the Duke's eyes, softer than ever, I suggested
carefully.

"Father. Today, I would like to deliver the letter in a different

way than usual..."

"In a different way?"

"Yes, could you spare some time after we finish eating?"

The Duke nodded, sipping the white wine.

"Of course. These days, my appointment with you is my top

priority. Everything around me is just work, and I'm tired of it.
As for my children, they're all so disagreeable..."

He paused while complaining lightly.

"I can't believe I'm saying these nonsense in front of you."

"Please, feel free to speak comfortably."

My response made the Duke squint his eyes.

"That pink diamond, I heard it will be auctioned at the end of
this month. Should I get it?"

As if testing me, he persistently asked what I wanted until the

meal was over. He even kindly admitted that he wanted to
reward me for the letters and that I should ask for anything
comfortably.

"I never thought of getting anything using the letters..."

It's a bit strange to keep rejecting his suggestions like this. I

briefly shook my head. The Duke might have wanted to say:

"Deborah. You're like this."

The effort I've put in so far could go to waste, so I've been

cautious all along.

It was snowing when we left the restaurant after a two-hour

meal. Judging by the gradual increase in snow, it was unlikely
to stop soon.

As the ground was slippery, I slightly twisted my feet as I

walked towards the carriage on the opposite side.
"Tch."

The Duke clicked his tongue and reached out towards the
ground.

At this gesture, all the snow that had accumulated on the street
melted in an instant.

Having lived for 24 years in a scientific civilization, I couldn't

help but be amazed by the supernatural scene that unfolded
before my eyes.

Seeing the CGI created in movies and real magic with your
own eyes was incomparable.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because you're amazing."

The Duke scratched his chin and muttered sincerely.

"God, you're talking nonsense today. Get in."

The Duke's hands, escorting her, were warmer than before,
perhaps because he had just used fire magic.

The Duke's hands, escorting her, were warmer than before,

perhaps because he had just used fire magic.

The platinum carriage of Seymour, resembling a limousine,

arrived at the mansion through the snow and darkness, while
the interior remained silent thanks to noise-blocking magic.

"Yesterday, I brought a new tea, and it smells delightful."

Recalling my request some time after the meal, the Duke led
me directly to his private office.

"Bring us two cups of tea, with fresh tea leaves and

refreshments."

"Yes, Duke."

The assistant approached with a tray of aromatic tea and

refreshments.
A weekend night out with the Duke.

The servants were very busy because I would be going on an

outing after a long time.

After gently combing my long, curly hair, they sprayed

perfume, and Helen helped me put on an elegant evening
dress, which she had designed with her soul.

"I can't believe I'm doing this..."

I couldn't take my eyes off the mirror.

The assistant no longer looked at me with a somber

expression as she went in and out of the Duke's office.

As soon as they placed the refreshments on the table, I took

out the Duchess's letter from my purse.

"When we were eating, didn't you say you would give me the
letter in a different way?"

The Duke said with a blank expression, as if curious and

anticipatory.
I opened the Duchess's letter.

"Today, I am going to recite the letter myself."

"Recite? Don't tell me you're going to act it out too?"

Suddenly, he raised his lips and laughed.

"Oh my."

It was the first time I had seen him laugh so heartily, coldly
and straightforwardly, so the letter almost slipped from my
hand.

"It's definitely an unimaginable way. I didn't know you had

such a fun side."

"For now, close your eyes. You must concentrate."

"Yes."

The Duke, smiling, crossed his arms and closed his eyes.
There was nothing more serious than an adult being pushed to
participate in a child's game.

In front of the Duke, who was slowly leaning back in his

chair, I began to recite the poem titled "My Heart Is a White
Flower."

This poem is a nature poem, written by a famous poet of the

Empire, which expresses ambivalent feelings of love using the
morphological similarity between white flowers and
snowflakes.

"... If the cold without you pains my heart, I sing in the

fragrance."

After reciting the poem, my throat was dry, so I took a sip of

tea.

Even after the recitation ended, the Duke nodded with closed
eyes as if he were reminiscing about something.

"It's definitely a poem Marien would like. It also goes well

with today's weather."
He stood up and silently looked at the heavy falling snow with
deeper eyes.

The moment he learned of love, the indifferent man, who

didn't even know loneliness, felt joy as if the world were filled
with white flowers.

When the woman disappeared, the white flower cooled down

as if it had been a snowflake from the beginning, but he
realized that the scent the woman left always lingered by his
side.

The poem was about that.

------------

The Duke of Seymour, slowly chewing the poem's content,

picked up his wife's folded letter from the table after Deborah
had left.

"!!!"

As soon as he opened the letter, he doubted what his eyes

were seeing.
CHAPTER 8

The letter was completely different from what the Duke had
expected.

Naturally, he thought that Deborah had recited the poem

written in the letter. However, the length of the lines in the
letter was not enough to contain the poem that Deborah had
read.

So why did you recite that poem out of the blue?

As he looked at the letter, surprised and amazed, he soon burst

into laughter.

"So, this was her intention."

[Darling, I am reading a poem by Lanz Schubert. He is my

favorite poet these days. (...)
[... I often close my eyes and imagine the subtle scent of white
flowers.]

Deborah had found the poem that his wife had read at that
moment and recited it in front of him.
So that Marien could share the feelings and thoughts she had
while writing this letter.

"If I hadn't known the poem and had seen this letter, I
wouldn't have been able to feel like this."

Being so thoughtful.

Soon, he felt remorse.

He had only shouted at Deborah, who visited him with letters,

asking if it was about the diamond. Blatantly pointing out that
she should quickly hand over the letters.

On the other hand, Deborah didn't sleep, waited until late, and
showed up with a letter when he wanted to rest the most.

His daughter's words that she would be a connection between

him and his wife were not empty.

It's the same now.

"With just the clue in the letter, it must not have been easy to
find the poem read by Marien."
In addition to having to read all the poems to understand the
content, Lanz Schubert was also famous for being prolific.

"Indeed, I am a narrow-minded father."

The Duke, realizing belatedly his daughter's subtle

consideration, looked at the letter for a long time, feeling
indescribable.

---------------

"Why does Deborah keep coming in and out of my father's

office? He even released her from confinement."

In response to Belreck's question, his vassal tilted his head

with a look of pity.

"The Duke's servants are all reserved, so I can't know the

exact reason. It won't look good if you pry too much."

"And on Deborah's side?"

"There's nothing special, aside from the information that she
recently bought a bunch of romantic novels and poetry books
that are popular among young women."

No one could have imagined that there was such an important

item in the flowerbed because Deborah wrapped it in a long
shawl and took it secretly.

They simply thought that Deborah, who had a bad temper,

was in trouble because she couldn't control her anger.

"It's annoying."

Belreck crossed his legs with an irritated expression.

A younger sister who tarnished their family name with her

unfounded behavior, who didn't know how to do anything and
acted arrogantly because she was a direct descendant of
Seymour.

In his eyes, judging people based on their competencies,

Deborah felt like a leaning rock that needed to be removed as
soon as possible.

"Far from improving, it seems she's becoming ridiculous."

Aren't you trying to spend your family's fortune asking for a
ridiculously expensive jewel?

Well, let's grant everything we can. That's exactly what that

bastard would do.

Deborah even damaged the flower garden that her mother had
taken care of.

The moment he heard the news, Belreck was convinced that

his father would punish Deborah with an incomparable
punishment.

But instead of punishment, rumors began to circulate that she

was enjoying tea time with her father.

But instead of punishment, rumors began to circulate that she

enjoyed tea time with her father.

When Belreck saw Deborah leaving his father's office with a

shameless face, he felt his blood pressure rise.

Why is the bastard who was involved in a ridiculous accident

walking around the mansion, looking unscathed?
And whatever the reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that his
father seemed to be particularly generous with Deborah.

He was more generous with Deborah, who was the least

talented and capable, than with Rosad, who was more capable
than anyone else.

I can't understand my father. If I were the head of the family,

someone as foolish and incompetent as that bastard wouldn't
even set foot in this house...

With his dark, sunken eyes lost in thought, Belreck suddenly

smiled like a fish.

Well, anyway, you won't be here for long.

The daughters of the Azutean Empire had to marry after

reaching adulthood, and there were no exceptions.

Deborah could marry if she made her debut this fall, so he

planned to proceed with her engagement and send her to a
distant place.
Although he didn't like Rosad, who always got in his way
because they were twins, their mentality and behavior were
horribly similar.

Rosad also wanted to get Deborah out of Seymour as soon as

possible.

The speedy Rosad had even chosen a suitable candidate for

Deborah's husband.

Was it Louis Gargell?

This time, I'll have to actively cooperate with that idiot Rosad.

When she gets married, her last name will change, so

Seymour's prestige will no longer fluctuate unfavorably.

Besides, they won't have to face each other.

Belreck lifted his thin lips, as that meant killing two birds with
one stone.

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What's wrong with this guy again?

After the morning class, I was running to the detached house

to finish reading the romance novel when Belreck suddenly
blocked my way.

"What's your business?"

"Business..."

I nervously looked into Belreck's narrow eyes.

Seeing goosebumps automatically appear on his arms,

Deborah seemed to hate Belreck's insidious smile even more.

"You're funny. We're not on the same level, so what business

should I have with you? I was on my way to see my father for
the investigation report. I'm not as free as you."

Well, look at those pretty words. It's not surprising that the
way I speak is so similar to my own flesh and blood in my
past life.

"If you have no business, you should go on your way instead

of arguing with me. I will also continue on my way."
I suppressed my disgust and spoke in the calmest tone
possible.

Deborah lost her composure every time Belreck looked at her

and mocked her, and she dug her own grave by venting her
anger on her innocent subordinates.

"It's a waste of energy. I don't want to get involved, so let's

just ignore it."

I tried to quickly pass by Belreck, but he gently grabbed my

arm.

"As you're my younger sister, I'll give you some advice."

"I refuse."

"If you didn't want advice, you should have behaved properly.
Even if I want to pretend I don't have a younger sister and
ignore you, it's all so noisy because of you, isn't it?"

He squeezed my arm with his hand, narrowing his sharp eyes.

"I heard you've been making a fuss about jewelry these days.
This brother can't sleep because he worries every day about
who will take you, being so greedy and frivolous."

"You don't need to worry about that, so let it go."

"I'm looking out for you, but I'm disappointed by how you
speak. You have no magical talent, and your intelligence is
low. You only have youth and appearance, so if I want to
introduce you to a good guy because I'm concerned about
your future, shouldn't you be grateful first?"

"What are you talking about?"

Don't tell me you're trying to arrange a meeting right now?

"Louis Gargell. You'll be meeting soon, so keep that in mind."

Louis Gargell?

"That's a familiar name."

I suddenly remembered the content of the novel. That crybaby

boy who used to bother the heroine!
He had a minor role, but it was memorable because his
behavior was wicked, and his name was similar to Thompson
Gargell.

"He's insane."

I forcefully pulled my hand away and opened my eyes

fiercely.

He shrugged slightly, looking at me with a mocking face.

"You need to receive proper etiquette training again. I'll

personally help you so that you're good enough not to disgrace
yourself."

The more I listened, the more ridiculous it was, but if I lost

my composure and got upset, Belreck would just laugh at her.

How can a lady from a noble family not control her emotions?

With clenched fists, I remembered the way my sister spoke

and the tone she used to defend herself against the petty
attacks of relatives in my past life.
"My brother is not polite in his speech. If he wants to marry,
he will have to undergo basic language education again."

Receiving the same treatment, he looked at me with a bitter

smile and cold eyes.

"How dare you, a mere princess, try to be equal to me, the

heir? It seems you think we're in the same situation, but keep
in mind that in your current position, you should be grateful to
me for finding a man from a good family for you to marry."

"I never asked you to find one. This is beyond your authority."

"Deborah. If you had taken good care of yourself at least

once, I wouldn't have acted this way. Don't you think?"

"I will take good care of myself from now on, so don't
interfere. If you're so concerned about my life, give me
money."

"Ah! How are you going to handle what you haven't been able
to do? Don't tell me you're still deluding yourself that Philap
Montes will accept you?"
"This person is evil."

I couldn't believe that her opponent even brought up her

younger sister's unrequited love.

Belreck's taunting and verbal abuse continued.

"Wake up. Why would Philap Montes take you as his wife? It
seems there's a girl he's quite fond of these days, haven't you
heard the news?"

The girl he likes is Mia Binoche.

"I'm not interested in your news."

"Hmph! Pretending to be strong. Or... are you denying

reality?"

He clicked his tongue slightly.

"Being realistic, due to your bad behavior, I won't take you to

a prestigious family on the same level as Seymour. Montes,
Orge, Visconti, all..."
"I'm not getting married."

His strong reprimand halted at my words.

His face, as smooth as a marble, cracked.

"What, what did you say?"

Looking at his shallow and trembling mouth, I said,

"I'm not getting married."

CHAPTER 9

"You're not going to... What?"

Belreck, who was puzzled with an expression as if he had

been struck, laughed as if he had concluded that my words
were a joke.

"Your skills at making me angry are improving. If it's a joke,

it's not funny."

"It's not a joke."

"Deborah, don't talk nonsense. Declaring that you're

abandoning the duty of noble ladies. Are you insane, or are
you really going to enter a monastery?"

...

When the word "monastery," which she unconditionally

wanted to avoid, came out of her mouth, her heart pounded
heavily.

"Mind your manners. That means stopping humiliating your

family."
As the vassals approached Belreck, who was angrily
grumbling, from behind, I clicked my tongue and took a step
back.

"Let's talk again later."

"I have nothing to say."

I replied with trembling hands.

"Even if you don't want to, you will. And as your older
brother, I sincerely advise you to give up on Philap Montes."

...

"Louie Gargell is good enough. He comes from a wealthy

family; you'll thank me later."

Belreck patted my shoulder lightly with a smile.

"Aren't you past the age of having only what you want?"
He said only what he wanted to say, and then quickly walked
away.

"Monastery..."

I stood there for a while, distracted, pushing against my

temples, which were beginning to throb.

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After the discussion with Belreck, I was in a state of panic for

a while. I never imagined that Belreck Seymour would show
up and pressure me into marriage.

It was a grave situation because Belreck's voice and influence

in the family couldn't even be compared to mine, a princess.

"I'm going crazy."

Deborah turns 19 this year.

If she makes her debut this fall, she'll be old enough to get
married; so if things continue this way, she'll marry Louie
Gargell...
"I'm doomed."

There was such a terrible setup hidden in the novel.

That's why Deborah harassed the heroine even more.

Deborah was intoxicated with her own pride, so there was no

way some random Gargell from a count's family would catch
her attention.

Even the Prince of the Montes family, whom she had had her
eye on for a long time, clung to a woman from an unknown
family.

Every time she saw Mia, she couldn't help but get angry.

"Oh my God!"

I'm getting angry too.

I don't even want to date a thug like Kim Han Joon, but I can't
believe I'm going to marry a pervert.
This is complete nonsense.

Somehow it was going too well.

Feeling frustrated and resentful, I punched the soft pillow as if

it were a sandbag.

I naively thought that I could avoid going to the monastery if I

didn't do anything bad to the heroine, and so I could continue
living her life.

"Wait a moment."

I, who had been lying face down with messy hair, jumped up
and called the maid who had brought the tea.

"Yes, Princess."

The maid quickly placed the tray down and prostrated herself
with a pale and terrified face.
"What happens when the daughter of a noble family doesn't
want to go through with her arranged marriage? I suddenly
got curious, and I'm going crazy."

The maid's complexion grew even paler as I pulled at my hair.

Naturally, a crazy person is scarier than a bad one.

"I-I'm sorry, but there's no such case..."

"Use your imagination."

"If she doesn't get married..."

The maid's desperate words followed.

If she doesn't get married, she won't be able to take the

surname, so naturally, she'll be stripped of her title, expelled
from aristocracy, and sent to a monastery.

"I'm going crazy. How is this any different from the original
ending?"

Was her fate supposed to be a monastery?

Now I know why Belreck was so astonished by my
announcement of no marriage.

It really did sound like nonsense.

Feeling bewildered, I pressed the maid again, desperate.

"That's strange. Why hasn't anyone refused to get married?

You can push someone you don't want into your family to get
married."

It's where people live, and there can be no exceptions.

"Isn't there an exceptional case? I'm curious. I can't sleep

when I'm curious. Will you be responsible if I can't sleep?"

I stubbornly questioned while developing my logic.

I thought something would come out if I pressured her.

Thanks to the original novel, I knew how well-informed the

maids were about high society news. Noble servants were
nothing less than a nest of rumors.
One of their most enjoyable pastimes was gathering during
breaks to discuss all sorts of high society gossip.

"Think about it until you come up with something."

While I glared at her fiercely, not letting her go until she

answered, the sweating maid worked her brain and quickly
spoke.

"Oh! There was a noble lady who fell in love with a

commoner mercenary and eloped."

"And?"

"The issue was resolved when she received a noble title. She
was a Class 6 witch. I heard that in the war, she made a
significant contribution with her husband, the leader of the
mercenaries, and seized another country's territory."

"Are you saying you can receive a title by distinguishing

yourself in war?"

"Yes."

Ah~ I see.
If I want to live on my terms, I have to go to war and seize the
territory I want to rule.

Damn it, that's easy to say. I can't handle mana, let alone Class
6...

Drowning in a swamp of deepening despair, a fragment of

memory related to titles suddenly came to mind.

There was a family that Deborah despised for having no roots,

and that was because the previous head of the family had
bought the nobility title from a bankrupt family.

"Even if you don't go to war, you can buy a title with money!"

What if I buy a title myself and start a family?

I won't have to marry a Thompson or something like that.

If I'm the head of the family, who would dare argue that I
should get married?

"If you buy a title, you won't be subject to that, right?"

The maid hesitated to answer.

"T-That's correct, but even the price of the lowest baron title
is astronomical."

No matter how expensive it was, it was a much more

promising story than going to war.

"How much does it cost?"

"I don't know. I'm really sorry."

Well, it's not common to buy a title, and she can't know the
details.

"Get out. I'm sleepy."

I let the frightened maid out of the room. Then, I jumped out
of bed instantly.

First, let's assess the situation of my possessions.

"Wow...

There are so many. What kind of dragon is that?"

Seeing the numerous boxes of jewelry and the amount of

jewelry inside that belonged to Deborah, I couldn't help but be
amazed.

Deborah possessed as many jewels and dowries as most

families.

How extravagant have you been? I'm grateful.

Thanks to the heap of jewelry in my hands, I could at least

regain my stability.

"There are also many jewels in the dresses."

It might be possible to buy a title by creating a secret fund

while exploiting Seymour's infrastructure as much as possible.

The issue is the time.

"Wouldn't it be possible to delay the marriage for two to three
years, considering the marriageable age?"

On average, noble ladies here married between the ages of

nineteen and twenty-two.

It's fortunate that the marriageable age is two years later than
when the country was founded, due to the increasing number
of noble ladies completing advanced courses at the Academy.

"Fortunately, I'm also attending the Academy."

If I postpone marriage and save money in the meantime to

buy the title, theoretically, there should be no problem...

"No way, the family head won't switch to Belreck before I

buy the title, right?"

I immediately shook my head.

Because Duke Seymour is the only Class 7 magician in the

empire, he wields great influence in the Magicians
Association.
Furthermore, the youngest, Enrique Seymour, is so young that
he won't be able to hand over the position so quickly.

Still, there might be a variable. The smartest way was to save

money as quickly as possible and buy a title.

In the end, even here, money is everything.

As I tried to figure out how to accumulate gold coins, a

knocking sound was heard. The Duke was standing outside
the study.

"Are you here?"

I quickly put my notebook in the drawer and got up.

"Don't tell me you're studying... Did I interrupt you?"

The Duke looked at me with very strange eyes.

Deborah rarely used the study, so her reaction wasn't

incomprehensible.

"Yes. I'll have them prepare tea and refreshments."

"Yes."

In the living room next to the study, I sat across from the
Duke.

He remained silent, and I had nothing to say, so a heavy

silence filled the room.

"I'm suffocating."

I moved my hands, put a lump of sugar in my tea, and spoke.

"I'll give you the letter when I return."

Upon my words, the Duke let out a small sigh.

"I'm not here to receive a letter today."

"T-then, are you going to tell me to get married?" I patiently

waited for the next words.
"Deborah, the poem you recited. Can you read it again
sometime?"

The Duke's words were completely unexpected.

"I'll read it to you every time the white flowers are in full
bloom, and it's snowing heavily."

I hinted at my intention to stay in the Seymour house for a

long time. However, the Duke continued to sip his tea with
indifferent eyes.

"Of course, it's not easy."

I clicked my tongue and picked up a cookie.

"Anyway, he's a prolific poet, so it must have been difficult to

find the poem in the letter, but you did it. The letter didn't
even contain the title of the poem; it must have taken you
some time."

It didn't take as long as the Duke probably thought.

In Korea, people practice their ability to grasp the main points

of poems for university entrance exams...
There's no way to explain this.

"I was lucky."

"Lucky. I think you've been trying to be careful with your

manners lately, but excessive modesty is not good, Deborah.
It's the same as simply declining."

"..."

"I really mean it when I say I want to give you what you want.
I sense the sincerity behind your words that you want to be the
connection between Marien and me. I'm not trying to test you,
so feel free to say anything."

He was telling me to say what I wanted with such seriousness

that it felt foolish to keep refusing.

I've never asked for anything in my life, so I felt nervous

about it.

I moistened my dry lips once.

"In that case..."
CHAPTER 10

When asked what she wanted, Deborah took a long time to

respond.

"Why pretend to care about that?" Duke Seymour was

curious.

Deborah, who was struggling with something, soon opened

her mouth.

"Then... Please invest in my business."

"Eh?"

Duke Seymour had to doubt his ears this time, not his eyes.

Of course, he thought she would ask him to bid on the pink

diamond that would be auctioned in three days, but he
couldn't believe she was asking him to invest.

"Do you mean you want to start a business and want me to

fund it?"

"Yes."
"That's absurd. Why are you suddenly thinking about this?"

"I came up with a good business idea while in confinement."

"... Mmm."

The Duke didn't believe Deborah's words.

Azutean nobles had a tendency to look down on trade. This

was because it was usually the nobles with insufficient
inheritances who opted for this as an alternative way to
maintain their finances.

The fact that Deborah, who was familiar with aristocratic

thinking, suddenly decided to do business made the Duke very
suspicious.

"So, how much do you need?"

Although he was suspicious, he had promised to fulfill any

request. So, he didn't interrogate her and only inquired about
it.
Instead of answering, Deborah wrote a number on a piece of
paper and handed it to the Duke.

As soon as he saw the amount written on the paper, he tilted

his head slightly.

"Did a zero get lost, perhaps?"

This amount was less than what he used to deal with

regarding the incident Deborah had with the old man from the
Magicians Association when she was a child.

"Doing business with so much?"

...As expected, it's suspicious.

But looking at her serious expression, it seemed to have its

own meaning, so the Duke didn't question it.

He recently discovered that his daughter was not a helpless

idiot but a meticulous girl.

So, he thought he would wait and see for now.

"Very well, I will instruct the steward to send you the amount
of gold coins you desire."

"Thank you, Father."

Deborah's eyes gleamed as if she were happy.

Now that he thought about it, she had those bright eyes when
he melted the icy snow with fire magic.

Those eyes stimulated the Duke's paternal love just a bit.

Should he say he wants to give her more...?

"I think I'm in trouble."

At the unusual thought, the Duke coughed loudly and got up

from his seat.

"I have something to attend to, so I'll be on my way. Give me

the letter next time."

"Yes."

"You don't need to see me off, return to your studies."

It was even uncomfortable to say that. Deborah is studying on
her own initiative.

"I feel like she's growing..."

While walking to his office in an indescribable mood, the

Duke suddenly stopped.

Because he had finally realized why his daughter had

suddenly started talking about doing business and asking for
gold coins.

"I see. She's really growing up."

If she came up with a good reason for the business investment

to fulfill her request to say what she wanted, then it made
sense.

"I can't believe you're easing the burden on my heart in that

way."

The Duke had said he would never buy the pink diamond for
his daughter and had expressed it several times in front of his
vassals.
Deborah intentionally shifted her focus to business instead of
jewelry.

Even easing the financial burden by deliberately setting a low

business investment.

"I'm impressed."

He thought she would be a fool for the rest of her life, but in
fact, some children grow late.

Duke Seymour, who had exaggerated and overestimated his

daughter's actions, called his assistant with a determined face.

At this point, it seemed like he had to give her the jewel, no

matter how difficult it was. No, he wanted to.

"That pink diamond, do everything you can to win the

auction."

Shouldn't he demonstrate that, as a father, he's more generous

than his children?
"Set a price unconditionally higher than the eldest son of the
Montes family, no matter how much."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Three days later, the auction house was turned upside down
by the unexpected results.

Not only because of the unprecedented winning bid, but also

because the owner of the jewelry causing a stir in society was
Seymour and not Montes.

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While waiting for the gold coins sent by the Duke, I scribbled
in the notebook.

There are three reasons why I asked the Duke for a business
investment.

First, I don't need jewelry, so it seems much more plausible to

simply ask for money.

Second, being immersed in a business can be a good excuse to

delay the marriage.
"Because worldwide, it's more common to be difficult for the
unemployed than for the employed."

Above all, as I have spent 24 years as a slave to a capitalist

society, I decided that if I entered into a business, it would be
quite competitive.

I must save some capital as well, and while spending time

planning business elements, the administrator brought a large
box.

"Gold coins! The gold coins have arrived!"

I barely kept my poker face and opened the box.

"It's refreshing to see gold coins after seeing only jewels."

As I looked at the bag full of gold coins, I was ecstatic, and I

discovered a luxurious velvet case buried on one side of the
box.

What is this?
As soon as I opened the velvet box, confused, I almost
fainted.

Because inside the box covered in black fabric was a heart-

shaped diamond necklace that emitted a bright pink glow.

I stopped breathing when I saw the necklace that Philap had

won in the auction, as depicted in the novel.

"Why is this here?"

In the original work, it was a jewel that was in the hands of

the heroine because Philap had won the auction.

This isn't fake, is it?

Blinking slowly, nervous, I found a warranty and the Duke's

letter inside the case.

[Deborah. I gladly accept your consideration for me.

However, I kept worrying about giving you only a small
amount of money as a reward for the precious letters... I know
exactly what my daughter wants, so it's not reasonable to
pretend otherwise... (...)]
As soon as I read the letter, I felt my blood pressure rise.

"Is approximately 40 million Korean won a small amount?"

(Note: 40 million won is approximately 30,000 USD.)

And what does he mean by "consideration"?

There's no way he thought I would ask for a billion, but since

I asked for only 40 million, was he being considerate?

"Being a villain is much better."

I muttered, in a ridiculous mood.

When I was Yoon Do Hee, it was natural to always be

considerate; so, if I made a mistake, they just criticized me.

But here, I'm praised for being considerate due to the common
sense that I used to be an evil person.

I've been living my life wrong.

Having some mixed feelings about the expensive jewels that
day, I discovered an unexpected clue.

Much more valuable than gold coins.

"This..."

Suspicious Woman
"Master, they say that the pink diamond auctioned today was
the highest-priced among the items from the auction house.
Congratulations."

Gerard, leader of the "Blanchia" guild, who had returned with

information from the fierce auction house, told the Guild
Master the good news.

He made a profit that exceeded the guild's operating costs for

a year, but the Master only stroked the golden fur of a giant
beast, without agitation.

I don't know what he's thinking.

The man was relatively young to be the guild master.

However, due to the expression of the mask, I couldn't read
him any better than the previous master, who was like an old
fox.

His skills, like this master's, couldn't be measured.

Since early last year, the Blanchia Guild Master has secretly
invested in extraordinary alchemy that changes the color of
minerals.

Although the Master's steps in this strange research were

unsatisfactory, Gerard's doubts were quickly resolved.

With the alchemy that changes the color of minerals, the

Master said he would introduce "Colored Diamonds" as a
representative product of the guild-run jewelry.

"If a diamond is colored, is it still a diamond? The master is

very strange."

It was the first product to hit the market, so he was very

worried about the response, but it turned out to be an
unfounded concern.

The Master, who learned from an informant about the hair

color of the woman Philap Montes was obsessed with, used
alchemy to create a pink diamond, the same color as her hair,
and spread the rumor in the city that it was an unusual item.

As expected, Philap Montes, who was looking for a gift for

that woman, took the bait, and even the daughter of the Duke
of Seymour, known for her vanity, began to covet the pink
diamond after learning that it was the only one in the Empire.

As competition among prestigious families intensified,

attention to jewelry unwittingly increased, and more and more
people wanted to make a successful bid.

In the end, the Master was able to sell the heart-shaped

diamond for hundreds of times more than the price of the
original diamond.

Although the immediate profit was large, it was very

encouraging that the value of "Colored Diamonds" was highly
regarded in the market.

It was obvious that the sky-blue teardrop diamond, scheduled

to be released after this, would sell at an astronomical price.

Jewelry stores, which were said to have monopolized the

distribution of rare jewels, would also increase in popularity.
"The Master's business skills are beyond imagination."

And it wasn't just about jewelry.

I was convinced that if it were for money, he would do

anything. Like playing a game.

Even four months ago, he took over a bankrupt bakery and

transformed it into a high-end dessert shop that only sold a
limited amount of sweets each day.

Who would have thought that a bakery with no customers

would become the representative dessert shop in the Yones
district?

As a result, gold coins piled up like mountains in Blanchia's

vault.

"How much did it sell for?"

Gerard, whose eyes were astonished, regained his senses at

the Guild Master's question.

"Here, you can check it."

Gerard carefully placed the papers on the table with the final
winning bid for the pink diamond.

As the man examining the papers furrowed his brow, the

enormous beast by his side growled, narrowing its pupils.

He made an unprecedented profit, but Gerard turned pale as

he looked at the seemingly dissatisfied Master.

"Duke Seymour took it."

The Master left the papers with a mysterious expression.

The fact that the Duke of Seymour won the jewel meant that
his daughter, Deborah Seymour, became the owner of the
pink diamond.

"Of course, I thought Mia Binoche would take it."

The Master's predictions were wrong twice today.

He expected the jewel to sell for a lower price than the actual
winning bid, and he was convinced that the winning bidder
would be Philap Montes.

Did I underestimate Deborah Seymour too much?

Recalling the information gathered by the guild members

about Deborah Seymour, the man toyed with the gold coins
stacked like a tower on the table.

"I knew she was the Duke's daughter, but... did I miss
something?"

The man with a crooked mouth tossed a coin into the air and
caught it on the back of his hand.

He played with his hands until the coin's faces appeared, and
suddenly he spoke.

"Gerard."

"Yes, Master."

"Didn't I ask you to keep a close watch on high-ranking

nobles?"
Displaying his displeasure, the Master ordered the informant
in charge of the Seymour family to investigate Deborah again.

However, a week after giving such an order, a completely

unexpected client appeared before him.

"How the hell did Deborah Seymour get here?"

As he looked at Deborah Seymour, dressed in a black hood,

the Blanchia guild's Master, Isidor Visconti, felt embarrassed
secretly.
CHAPTER 11

"I'm going out today. Call a carriage."

I packed a few things and got up.

"Yes, Princess."

After instructing the maid, who was trying to prepare a dress,

to bring a hooded cloak, I covered my face.

As I stepped out after a while, the cold air brushed against my

cheeks. The temperature was low because it was transitioning
from winter to spring, but inside the carriage, the air was
pleasant and warm thanks to magic. Due to the scarcity of
mana stones and mages, only high-ranking nobles could enjoy
this convenience.

"The taste of money is always exciting and fresh."

Realizing the sweet power of money once again today, I

glanced out of the window.

The carriage, which quickly left the mansion, crossed the

bustling city and entered an icy, unpaved road.
This was because the Atra district, where the jewelers were
located, was on the outskirts of the capital.

It's farther than I thought.

Still, it wasn't very uncomfortable. The carriage, equipped

with shock absorption magic, provided an exceptionally
comfortable ride.

About three or four hours later, the sight of an unfamiliar city,

completely absent from Deborah's memories, could be seen
through the window.

Seeing that there were many buildings with only the

framework, perhaps the district was in the midst of
development.

"The sections are well-structured, so it will look great when

they're finished."

It seemed like a good area to invest in real estate. If Yones

was like Bundang, this place gave off the feeling of
developing Pangyo.
"You have to remember. Atra District."

I analyzed the foreign urban landscape with the eyes of an

architecture student and, as soon as the carriage stopped, took
a large leather bag that was next to my lap.

"We have arrived, Princess."

The coachman dropped me off at a jewelry store named

"Diana."

Seeing that Deborah, who knew all kinds of jewelers well,

didn't remember it, it didn't seem to be famous yet. However,
it was the first place to display the pink diamond that had
caused a sensation in high society. It would soon become the
most famous in the capital.

"It may be quiet now, but it will surely rise soon."

I looked around carefully, stopped my escort in front of the

store, and entered "Diana."

"Greetings. Thank you for visiting Diana."

The employees greeted me politely and led me to the
showcase.

"Two days ago, a necklace with a sapphire in the shape of a

drop arrived. Would you like to see it?"

Inside the carefully maintained glass case were rows of

jewelry with various designs.

But I didn't come here to compare prices, so I immediately

took out the box containing the pink diamond from the leather
bag.

The expressions of the attendants hardened, as if they had

realized who I was just from the luxurious jewelry box, and a
heavy silence fell inside the jewelry store.

I took off the hood and slowly spoke.

"Based on those expressions, you must know who I am."

"..."

"Call the store manager."

The manager appeared in front of me in exactly 11 seconds. It
was a testament to how well they knew Deborah's bad
reputation as a customer.

"Princess Deborah. Thank you for coming to Diana, milady,"

the store manager barely spoke, controlling his labored
breathing.

"Are you the manager of Diana?"

"That's correct."

"I want to ask you something about the pink diamond, so

please dismiss the employees."

I put on a cold expression like Deborah and crossed my arms.

I've experienced in my previous life that it's not good to be

looked down upon.

The employees quickly disappeared from my sight as per my

orders.
Now that we're alone, all preparations are complete.

"P-Princess. Would you like to sit instead of standing there? I

will serve tea and refreshments."

"Um..."

I moistened my dry lips with my tongue. When I tried to say

the secret code, I felt embarrassed as if I was going crazy.

"G-Golden..."

"Excuse me?"

"I came to make a deal with the Golden Dragon's seventh

fang."

I barely formed the words, thinking that if I guessed wrong, I

would cover myself with the hood and run away.

Fortunately, instead of looking at me like a lunatic, he stopped

at the words "Golden Dragon." His professional smile, which
barely hung on his lips, disappeared as if it had been washed
away.
"Please follow me, Princess."

It's done! I did it!

I clenched my fists, encouraging myself internally.

The manager, who opened the back door of the jewelry store
with a key, began to feel the wall as he walked down the dark
corridor.

When the wall turned like a revolving door, a stone staircase

leading to the basement appeared.

"We will go directly to where the Golden Dragon is through

the Teleportation Field."

There was an exquisite magic circle in the center of the damp

basement, which felt like a prison.

Standing next to the informant, a fierce light began to spread

from the mana stones placed around the magic circle. His
body floated in the air, and a swarm of colorful lights passed
before his eyes.
The moment his feet touched the ground, the scene around
him completely changed.

I looked around, paying close attention.

"Master, a customer has arrived," the informant gently shook

the bell cord placed at the entrance.

Looking towards the tall arched door, I covered myself with

the hood once again.

Thump-thump, the sound of my heart beating made my

eardrums ache.

"A customer?"

A rough voice echoed from all around and suddenly stopped.

The 10 seconds of silence that followed felt like 10 hours.

"... Tell them to come in."

As soon as permission was granted, the huge door swung
wide open.

Boom!

As I entered the dimly lit office, a terribly strong wind rushed

through my body, and the arched door closed with a roar. The
hood was blown away by the wind.

While I fixed my disheveled hair, I slowly looked around the

misty room.

"I never imagined that Princess Deborah would come here."

The silhouette buried in the faint fog spoke with a hoarse

voice.

With each step, the place where the man was sitting gradually
illuminated.

In the moment when the gloomy and ghostly darkness cleared,

and the man's face was revealed clearly, I felt a sense of
alienation as if I were in front of a wax figure.
When I looked into his eyes, bright as minerals, my chest
tightened from tension and fear.

Roar...

Suddenly, I heard the roar of a beast somewhere.

As soon as I faced the huge beast slowly emerging from the

darkness, I bit down on the tender flesh of my mouth as hard
as I could to avoid screaming.

The beast approached me slowly, with shining golden eyes.

The beast, sniffing and circling around me, suddenly began to

whimper, moistening its golden pupils. Then it rolled over
onto its back next to me and turned on the floor, as if it were
acting cute.

Looking at the cheerful beast, the tension around my neck

eased.

When I extended my hand, the beast began to lick my palm

with its rough tongue. It rubbed its large head against my
palm and showed its belly again, whimpering.
"Ah!"

The man's mask-like face began to crack, gradually.

The man, who let out a laugh she couldn't understand, struck
the table with his black leather gloves.

"Please, have a seat first, Princess Deborah."

When the Master raised his hand, a chair flew from the air and
gently placed itself behind my legs.

"Cookie, come here."

In the midst of a serious situation, the name of the beast was

cuter than I had thought, so I bit my lips hard.

"Hnnn..."

The Master called the golden beast circling around me with a

stern voice. The beast reluctantly returned, sulking.

"Princess, what did you do to Cookie?"

The Master asked while stroking the sad-looking beast's jaw.

Is it because Deborah has a strong heart? I quickly regained

my composure and opened my mouth with a colder
expression.

"If you want to know, give me 99 gold. Originally, it was 100

gold, but I have something I want to ask you, so I'll give you a
1 gold discount."

I boasted, imitating the lines of the Master from Blanchia's

novel.

That's right.

The Master in front of me was the key to the Crown Prince's

trap in the novel... No, he was the Crown Prince's assistant
and appeared as a schemer.

The most capable and reserved character in this incomplete

novel.

How did I, a mere supporting character, come to look for a

scammer...?
CHAPTER 12

A week ago, late at night.

At the moment when I was reeling from the explosive

comment by the Duke that 40 million won was loose change.

I wondered what to do with the pink diamond the Duke had

given me.

Even if I use it carefully, there's no way I can resell it.

Although its original purpose is as an accessory, I had no

intention of carrying this around.

If I were to wear this necklace and proudly walk around the

Academy and social circles, it would only provoke Philap, the
heroine's suitor, who failed to make a successful bid.

I might be a minor villainess, but I didn't want to provoke the

main character.

Even worse was getting involved with the heroine, who

attracted all sorts of misfortunes.
To be honest, I wanted to raise money by reselling it.

However, if the Empire's unique jewel is taken to the auction

house, there's no way the news won't reach the Duke's ears.

"The Duke is so complicated; it's insane."

If I sell the jewel, it will damage his pride, and he might think
I belittle his sincerity.

In addition to going on a hunger strike and being confined,

putting the diamond in the auction house was not in line with
Deborah's character.

In the end, until there's a brilliant way to get rid of the pink
diamond, I have no choice but to use it at family events.

I just have to walk in front of the Duke a few times.

Originally, it was a dramatic accessory that made the heroine

stand out at the Academy, but it ended up in the wrong hands.

"Of course, it's better than nothing. That's obvious."

I gazed at the meticulously crafted pink jewel, admiring it
inwardly, then opened the case and stored it inside.

Perhaps because it was a precious and expensive item, the

design of the case was luxurious, and even the quality
certificate it contained was unusual.

Suddenly, I became curious about how many carats this jewel

had, so I searched for the velvet envelope with art nouveau
decorations.

The envelope was sealed with what appeared to be melted

gold.

As I carefully scraped the gold seal because I didn't want to

ruin the beautiful envelope, I squinted my eyes as I looked at
the emblem imprinted on it.

"What's this?"

There was a faint logo imprinted on the seal, so I wondered

what it was. But when I looked closer, it seemed to be a cat
with a tail.

"Eh...?"
The moment I saw the shape, an uncomfortable feeling I
couldn't ignore began to linger in my mind, like a small stone
in a shoe.

Does someone with that seal appear in the novel?

The people of the Azutea Empire expressed their preferences,

beliefs, or the individuality of their guilds and families
through seals, just as the Seymour family expressed the
distinctive feature of their bloodline through the two-headed
snake.

That's why I thought it might be related to a character or

group that appeared in the novel.

"A cat? Who used it? Who?"

While I worried about it, pulling my hair, I suddenly

remembered a scene in the novel where this seal appeared, so
I quickly stood up.

"Blanchia!"
The sudden realization seemed to ignite a surge of emotion
throughout my body.

The cat's tail was the seal used by the Master of Blanchia
when making a satisfactory deal.

Unlike the other characters in the novel, the Master of

Blanchia used various seals to secretly express his mood.

The scene comes from a chapter where the Crown Prince

takes an active role because the Master of Blanchia was the
schemer of the Crown Prince.

In the novel, the Crown Prince would rush to the Master and
make a request whenever a problem arose.

"Deborah keeps harassing Mia. I want to get rid of that

vicious woman, but it's not easy because she is a descendant
of Seymour. If you find a way to get rid of her, I'll give you
whatever you want," the Crown Prince, who wanted to earn
points with Mia, ordered the Master of Blanchia to bring him
Deborah's weaknesses.

At his request, the Master of Blanchia secretly spread a rumor

that there is a way to curse the person one hates, which led
Deborah to contact a sorcerer.
Deborah even made a cursed doll that resembled the heroine,
eventually falling into the trap set by Master Blanchia.

"Hm, it's a cursed doll. How should I take advantage of this

terrible thing?"

As if being spoon-fed, the Crown Prince asks questions

unknowingly, and the Master steals gold coins from him.

"It will be easier if you accuse her of blasphemy."

"That's right! Even the great Seymour family are just humans
in the face of the sanctity and authority of the saint."

The Crown Prince gave a huge reward in money and land to

the Guildmaster, who had provided conclusive evidence to
bring Deborah to trial.

The cat with the raised tail was the seal that Master Blanchia
used when sealing the order he received from the Crown
Prince.

"Oh, this is the first time I've seen you use that cat seal. I
thought it was a decoration because you didn't even touch it."
"Haha, I use it in particular when I have a satisfactory deal.
It's a seal that represents this little one, don't they look alike?"

The Crown Prince laughed, dumbfounded, alternating

between the golden beast next to the Master and the cat.

"You're teasing me. But what does a cat's raised tail mean?"

"They were originally 10 gold, but I feel generous, so I'll

explain it to you if you give me just 9 gold and 99 silver. It's a
special discount only for the Crown Prince."

"It seems I'll go bankrupt like this. I shouldn't have said that."

Having managed to remember all their trivial conversations, I

took a deep breath while clutching my heart, which was
beating so loudly that it hurt my ears.

"Let's calm down."

But I'm so excited that it's hard to calm down.

I wanted to meet the Master of Blanchia, so I reconstructed
the contents of the novel until my head ached.

Opening the envelope, I unfolded the quality certificate of the

jewel with trembling hands.

"...It's here."

As expected, the name and address of the jewelry store that

sold the pink diamond were written inside the certificate.

Thinking that I might be able to contact Blanchia, a secret

organization, through this address, my heart began to swell
with anticipation.

"The key to the almighty trap of the Crown Prince. There's no

rule that says I can't use it."

Thanks to the outstanding intelligence and game-making

skills of Master Blanchia, the Crown Prince was able to have
the most prominent role among the fishes in the novel and
gained the support of many readers.

To be honest, all the Crown Prince did was order Master

Blanchia to do this and that while giving him money... It was
all just a big setup, but the Crown Prince was number one in
the popular vote. Every time.

"I want to do business with Master Blanchia too."

Deborah was in a position where she couldn't make good use

of the talented human resources of the Duke because she had
lost her reputation due to her misbehavior.

The Duke Seymour only provided Deborah with three things:

a maintenance fee, a servant to serve her, and a guard.

For her, who had no one to trust, Master Blanchia was like
long-awaited rain.

She boasted about how fantastic he was; a capable person who

would do anything without hesitation if you gave him a lot of
money, and she had a lot of money.

Plus, if the Crown Prince used him all the time, he must be
good at keeping secrets.

"How to find Master's shop was the problem..."

The novel presents a scene in which, after entering the store
run by Blanchia, the Crown Prince tells the secret code to an
informant posing as the store manager.

Unfortunately, in the novel, no specific name or location

information was described.

There are not just one or two stores in this vast Empire. It was
too reckless to visit them one by one, saying secret codes.

Today, however, I found a clue about the location of

Blanchia's guild member in the quality certificate of the jewel.

I believe the jewelry store that sold the pink diamond is

related to Blanchia.

I was lucky.

I couldn't believe that I, who was always an easy target, would

hit such a jackpot.

Although I didn't consume caffeine, my hands and feet were

trembling, so I couldn't even sleep that night.
But with Master Blanchia in front of my eyes, I tried not to
express my excitement.

It was obvious that if I showed it, I would be looked down

upon.

"I'm going to put an end to my easy life now."

Of course, Deborah's facial features were so cold that she

looked strong even when she was expressionless.

I opened my mouth while making a "cold expression" that I

had practiced in front of a mirror.

"If you want to know, give me 99 gold. Originally, it was 100

gold, but I have something I want to ask you, so I'll give you a
1 gold discount."

"Hahaha!"

When she imitated her lines in the novel, the Master, who had
been blinking blankly, suddenly burst into laughter as if he
were crazy.

She was surprised at how broad his trembling shoulders were.

Because he's someone who deals with information, there was
a prejudice in the novel that he would be small; but the upper
part of his body, covered by the black cloak, seemed larger
than his guard's.

Did he do some exercise? Seeing that he can make things

move without touching them, it seems like he knows how to
use magic. Who the hell are you?

As I looked him up and down with a feeling of suspicion, our

eyes met.

The Master opened his mouth, smiling.

"I swear, Princess, you're the first client who has piqued my
curiosity. So, I forgot my duty as an information dealer. I
apologize."

"...?"

"Then, what kind of request does the Princess, who made you
come here, have?"
I slowly recalled the contents of the requests I had arranged in
my head.

I opened my mouth as I looked at him.

"The first request..."

CHAPTER 13

"I want to purchase information about 'Louis Gargell.'"

He hit the table with his finger at my words.

"Louis Gargell. The eldest son of a local lord who owns lands
on the western frontier. If there's anything unusual, it's a
family that has accumulated a lot of wealth recently due to the
discovery of a large number of silver mines in the west last
year."

What? West?

I felt my blood pressure rising.

Belreck, the more I get to know this idiot, the more ridiculous
he is.

It's a situation where I can do nothing but curse him.

Because the property and capital of the Seymour family were

in the east.
That bastard is trying to isolate me in a remote region with no
connections. So I won't set foot in Seymour again.

To put it bluntly, it was more of an exile than a marriage.

Do you think I'm going to suffer obediently?

I barely managed to calm down the anger that was rising and
continued.

"Not just general information, I want to know his

weaknesses."

I will somehow get out of the engagement that Belreck is

pressuring. I will disgrace the name of the bastard who is
pushing for this kind of marriage.

"You want a flaw that can attack your opponent."

"Exactly."

Having grasped my intentions, he flicked a coin with his

thumb and index finger attached.
You're asking for an upfront payment.

I took a leather pouch from my bag and poured out my jewels.

His eyes opened a bit.

"No way, you didn't think this was all, did you?"

With an assertive and confident expression I had practiced in

the mirror, I took out another sack and poured it.

At the sound of the jewels clinking against each other, the

beast that was lying next to the Master with a sulky face
twitched its ears.

"If you show me your information gathering capabilities, I

will show you my financial power."

In general, first impressions are the most important.

I wanted to give him the impression that I was a more

benevolent and generous customer than the Prince.
Aren't I better than the Prince? You will continue to do
business with me, won't you?

I looked at the man with that in mind.

Sapphire, ruby, opal, obsidian, and even topaz. With all

CMYK colors included, it will look more visually appealing.

"The princess has shown me so much sincerity; I should do

my best as well."

The playful Master opened his mouth, picking up a jewel that

was on the table.

"Who in the world doesn't have a weakness? Even Louis

Gargell will have some with a bit of digging."

A faint smile.

He must have had that snake-like expression when he planned

to accuse Deborah of blasphemy and send her to the
monastery.

"It seems like you'll also invent weaknesses that don't exist."
I don't know how it is on someone else's part, but on my part,
he's more reliable than anyone else.

Thinking it was a good idea to come here, I mentioned my

next request.

"The second request. Is it possible to buy and sell noble

titles?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Of course... you can buy and sell titles. You can even buy
sincerity with money; it's like a title."

He toyed with the red ruby while making a greedy remark.

"And the price?"

"It varies for each title. The price depends on the seller. That's
how appealing the nobility status is."

Damn it.
I'm not the only one who wants to buy a title.

It's natural for prices to go up when there's high demand, so I

worried.

"I want to know the average selling price of a baron title."

My heart tightened, but I tried to speak calmly.

"There are few examples to make an average, but at most, this

amount is enough to take over the title of a low-ranking
family."

The Master dipped the tip of a pen in black ink.

"W-What?"

Seeing the feast of zeros that continued endlessly, I almost

grabbed him by the collar. The price, which was increasing at
a terrifying rate, suddenly stopped at some point.

"What, is it that expensive?!"

The price was even more absurd when converted to Korean
won.

"10 billion*."

I was expecting at most a billion won; but this is too

expensive.

However...

"It wasn't realistic in my previous life, but it's not a ridiculous

amount for me right now."

The situation where I asked the Duke for 40 million won,

judging it by the standards of my previous life.

I'm a spoon of orichalcum.

Deborah's foundation is different from Yoon Do Hee's in the

first place, so it's possible to collect money.

No, I will definitely raise it.

I can't marry Thompson Gargell, who drools like a pervert
when he sees a beautiful woman.

"It's not much."

The Master shrugged at my deception.

"Well, it's a small price for a princess who possesses a

necklace of the same value as a house in the capital."

If it's a townhouse, it's at least between a billion and two

billion.

"It's a good idea. That pink diamond, I want to turn it into

gold coins. That's my third request."

I wondered whether to sell it or not because of the Duke, but I

changed my mind when I saw the price of the noble title. I'll
take the risk to sell it.

"What?"
The Master, frowning at my words, put down the pen and
looked at me in astonishment.

"Why are you suddenly trying to resell it? I thought you were
on a hunger strike and even in brief confinement to get that
jewel."

"You know, you keep forgetting your duty as an informant; if

you're going to keep asking me questions, give me these
jewels too."

The absurdity of this moment passed through the glassy eyes

of the man.

The man, with his mouth slightly open, slowly loosened his
lips and let out a brief laugh.

I guess he's not offended.

I sighed inwardly. The reason I'm going in so recklessly is

that, being the daughter of Duke Seymour, I'm sure I'm not
weak.

In short, I was pretending to trust my father.

I thought even Young Hoon would be beaten by this smart
guy if they caught him being a scaredy-cat.

"I forgot my duty again. I apologize once more."

The man apologized jokingly, with smiling eyes.

I was slightly surprised for a moment, as he seemed young.

"Thinking about it, how old is the Master? The more I look at
him, the less I can guess."

"Princess."

Silently looking at the man's features, I regained my senses at

his low-toned call.

"The pink diamond. You're trying to secretly sell it without

Duke Seymour knowing, right?"

The Master immediately understood the intention behind my

request to sell the diamond.

"Yes, that's correct."

"However, it's impossible to resell it secretly because it's a
jewel that has already gained great popularity in the social
world. If it goes back to the auction house or jewelry store,
rumors will definitely surface."

I thought he would fulfill any request without hesitation like

the genie in the lamp, but he was unexpectedly saying he
couldn't.

"But there is a way to turn the jewel into gold coins without
offending Duke Seymour."

The Master immediately came up with a good alternative.

"What could that be?"

He tilted his eyes like a fox at my question.

"Fifty-fifty."

"Don't tell me, are you asking for half the resale price of the
pink diamond?"
"I'm glad we can communicate well."

Damn it. What's up with all these punks?

"That's nonsense. The percentage he's taking is too high. I'm

willing to pay a commission worthy of his work."

"Princess. Pink diamonds are expected to increase in value

several times in the future."

I softened my fierce expression a bit at his words.

The Master seemed to be aware of the number of pink

diamonds being mined, like a jewelry store owner.

"In the long run, it's beneficial to sell it before the number of
gems increases and the scarcity decreases. In exchange for
having a high percentage for my action, I'll sell it for more
than double the price of Duke Seymour's winning bid."

He spoke confidently, tossing a gold coin that was stacked on

the table into the air and catching it on the back of his hand,
showing the front of the gold coin engraved with the First
Emperor.
"As I hold many shares, I am moving towards maximum
profitability."

I lost myself in thought.

The point is scarcity; so, if it's an item that will gradually

depreciate, it's profitable to sell it as soon as possible.

Furthermore, if he sells it at a much higher price than the

winning bid, it would be a deal with not many losses even if
it's split fifty-fifty.

I'm curious to see what kind of strategy this man will come up
with.

"Still, fifty-fifty is too much. Seventy-thirty."

"If you can tell me why Cookie drools while looking at you,
I'll go seventy-thirty."

As I contemplated what to do, I faced Cookie, who was

looking at me with sad eyes.

Indeed, the reason why he was so fond of the beast raised by

the Master was nothing much.
It was because I had five bags of catnip on my belt.

In line with the Master's claim that the cat-tailed seal

represented the golden beast, I deduced that his pet was a cat-
like animal, and my guess was correct.

For reference, pet breeding doesn't develop here, so catnip

was used only for medicinal purposes.

So, he probably couldn't even imagine that I would offer cat

medications to Cookie.

"... Let's go fifty-fifty. I'm not someone who sells information

like you."

It's not much information for me, but it will be expensive

information for the Master, who is presumed to be a feline
person.

"It's also important to pique the Master's curiosity to get his

attention and continue the deal."

It's a waste to tell him as a condition to raise the participation

percentage to seventy-thirty.
I presented my final request, grumbling with a disapproving
expression.

"The final request. What would be a good way to manage a

secret fund efficiently?"

I may have countless jewels and accessories, but I have few

gold coins on hand that can be used as cash here.

It wasn't necessary to have them since the Duke's financial

manager would pay for it if I wrote a check when buying
something.

However, the downside of using a check was that the items

and item prices I purchased were sent to the Duke as a card
statement.

"It's no different from being traced."

Even if I wanted to get a lot of gold coins by selling jewels, it

was impossible to open a personal bank account because
unmarried women aren't approved to have private property
before their debut.
Accustomed to the convenient electronic financial system of
the 21st century, I didn't know how to store and manage heavy
gold coins instead of bills.

"If it's a secret fund..."

The Master continued, disinterested, holding his chin with his

hand.

"People usually dig up their private land to bury gold coins, or

secretly store them in a secret safe in the basement of their
mansion."

Rich people do the same here too.

"Both are too troublesome for me. Is there any other way?"

As I furrowed my brow, trying to hide that I was at a loss, the

Master slowly rubbed his white chin with his black gloves.

"Then, for a problem like this, you should show creativity

instead of information capability, right?"

"..."
"If I show my creativity, what will the princess show me this
time?"

Turning my words around like a snake, the Master asked me

to show something more than my financial power, as if testing
me.

As expected of a villain, it's not easy. Just by frowning a little,

the weaklings would tremble on their own.

But I have one more thing besides financial power.

Making eye contact with him, I turned over the luxurious

leather bag.
CHAPTER 14

Looking at him, I turned over the luxurious leather bag.

"Support. Can this explain it?"

Seeing my secret weapon fall out of the bag, the man laughed
again.

"How is this?"

"It's definitely hard to come by unless it's the princess."

The object I pulled out is a high-grade mana stone that turns

blue.

Because high-grade mana stones, which are mined in the

Empire, are always in the highest classification in the Mage
Association, the blue mana stone was like a symbol of my
support; from my father, who is the Lord of the Association.

I'm glad I stole one just in case.

In addition to my financial power, I had a supporter called the

Duke of Seymour.
"Now it's your turn to show your creativity."

Showing a hesitant expression for a moment, he pulled a

crimson bag out of a drawer.

Interestingly, there were three small high-grade mana stones

attached to the cord that tied the bag.

"I hope it pleases you, Princess."

"What is this bag?"

"It's a bag that combines spatial expansion magic, light magic,

and summoning magic."

No matter how much I searched Deborah's memory, there was

no item with such a wonderful function.

Is it a rare artifact that I've only heard of?

"It can store up to 50 large vaults of gold coins in this bag.

There's no risk of loss. You can summon it by assigning the
palm of your hand to coordinate values. It weighs around 1
pound when fully loaded with gold coins."

"Don't tell me, did you make it yourself?"

"Yes, exactly."

I admired the convenience of this bag.

With this one bag, it was like having a small bank.

"This bag. Give it to me."

I said sincerely.

"I'll make you one."

The Master began to draft a contract for the secret fund bag.

However, there was a clause in the contract not to disclose

anything related to the bag to the outside world.
He didn't seem to want the idea of using magic to manage
secret funds to spread to the outside world.

"Uh-huh. He's using this suitcase as a tax evasion portal."

The Master must be hiding the black money obtained from

illegal transactions in this magic bag.

And so, he wants me to keep it a secret.

"But... is there any reason it's a bag?"

The Master tilted his head as I mumbled without thinking.

"Because convenience is good."

"It's good that it's convenient, but the amount of gold you can
hide is limited, so it seems less efficient..."

The moment I spoke, the Master's mouth stiffened.

I felt frustrated as the cold atmosphere flowed, like when I

first met him.
"Well, he told me to keep it a secret, so I gave him a hint that I
knew he was a tax evader."

I should have pretended not to know, but it was already done,

so I continued, barely managing to keep my expressionless
face.

"If I had good knowledge of space magic like you, instead of

a bag like this, I would have bought an island in a country
with the lowest tax rate and set up a phantom business there."

I spoke as if my purpose in buying a secret fund bag was also

tax evasion.

Acting as an accomplice can lower a man's guard.

"Since it's easy to come and go using teleportation, you can

manage gold ingots on a remote island, and with the fake
business you set up on the island, you can handle the flow of
money. It wouldn't be easy to carry out a tax investigation on
an island, isn't it a good business?"

If teleportation magic were added, even 21st-century chaebols

would probably cry and create a tax haven.
The Master's eyes gleamed at my words.

He tapped the table for a moment, looking worried.

"It's an amazing idea, but currently, it's impossible to travel

long distances, like crossing the ocean, with teleportation
magic. It must be possible with a level 9 class."

"I see."

Even Duke Seymour, the greatest mage in the Empire,

couldn't pass the class 7 barrier.

What does he mean by a class 9? It means it was impossible

unless you were a legendary dragon.

"But it's creative. Much more than this bag I made."

Suddenly, the Master said he wouldn't accept money for

making the secret fund bag.

In exchange for the "creativity" I showed.

"Oh yes. I got lucky."

He realized that the broad and shallow knowledge he had

accumulated in his previous life while writing articles on all
kinds of liberal arts topics could be a valuable item to
exchange with Blanchia's Master.

The price of the magic bag, which sent shivers down his
spine, was earned in an instant thanks to the idea of a "tax
haven."

From the pink diamond that fell into his hands to the deal with
Master Blanchia.

As luck continued to explode like hitting the jackpot, an

unexpected confidence burst forth.

"It will be difficult to find a client like me who has money,

power, and creativity."

He laughed at my deception.

"And even humor. You have all four elements. No... are they
five elements...?"
He muttered something under his breath, so I tilted my head.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

The man, who placed the contracts for the three requests into
an envelope, began to melt the black wax with the flame
coming from the tip of his finger.

Then, he took one of the dozens of seals lined up on the table,

placed it on top of the dripping wax, and removed it.

The image printed on the seal was a swan.

"What does this mean?"

I'm confused.

Not using the cat's tail seal means that he wasn't satisfied with
my deal.
"I don't know if I should take it as a good sign or a bad one."

It could mean that I got more deals, or it could also mean that
he wouldn't continue dealing with me.

If he cuts off the deal, I have no way to come here.

It's connected by teleportation, so I can't even guess the

location of this place.

"Princess."

He called me as I started to feel impatient.

"...Huh?"

"When you're curious about the progress of the requests, don't

go to the Atra district, go to the informant in the Yones
district."

He noted the address of a shop located in the district where

the high-ranking nobility resided.

That's Maisond.
I was surprised by the familiar commercial name.

Maisond was the most popular dessert shop in the Yones

district, which Deborah enjoyed.

A place where servants of noble families lined up from 3 in

the morning to buy top-quality desserts made by an Imperial
Family master artisan.

Deborah felt satisfied when she ate 77 desserts from that shop
during tea time.

Thanks to that, she got lucky.

But Diana, and even Maisond; I didn't expect them to be

shops managed by Master Blanchia.

"I thought he was just an informant, but he's very wealthy."

His business skills were extraordinary.

I clicked my tongue and got up from my seat, holding an

empty bag containing only the contracts.
"If I want to make a request, can I come at any time?"

I asked a bit timidly as I walked towards the door.

I was worried about the swan-shaped seal.

In response to my question, he squinted his eyes into a half-

moon shape.

"A wealthy client is always welcome."

Only then did I feel relieved.

Figuring out the Crown Prince's general trick... No, intriguing.

As a stranger with no one to trust, the existence of the Master

was meant to be reassuring.

The dignified expression I was struggling to maintain kept

trying to fade away, so I quickly turned around and walked
towards the exit at a brisk pace.
"If I want to make a request, can I come at any time?"

Isidor silently gazed into Deborah's beautiful ruby-like eyes

and opened his mouth.

"A wealthy client is always welcome."

For a moment, it seemed that his red lips, which had been as
firm as ice all along, had a faint smile.

However, he quickly turned around and walked towards the

exit, as if to hide that fleeting expression, so I wasn't sure if he
actually smiled.

Soon, the princess disappeared from view with the sharp

sound of the hinges.

Isidor looked at the securely closed door and leaned back in

his chair.

"Now, there are only my questions left."

He murmured, toying with the swan imprinted on the black

seal, using his fingertips.
A black swan.

It was completely unexpected, but as she somehow appeared

before him, he had no choice but to accept it.

The moment he faced the princess, who petted Cookie while

looking at him with her bright red eyes, a part of him
shuddered from the impact, as if he had seen a black swan.

"... She's different from the rumors I've heard."

Deborah Seymour has... a peculiar air?

From what Isidor understood through the information he

gathered, the princess of Seymour was a violent, vain, and
incompetent person.

Her sense of inferiority was so severe that her reputation was

hitting rock bottom in social circles.

However, the Deborah in front of him felt completely

different from the person he had envisioned in his head
through rumors and information.
"It must be because of her presence. It's the first time Cookie
has shown interest in someone other than me..."

However, the longer the conversation lasted, the more Isidor

realized he had misjudged her.

Of course, as rumored, it couldn't be said that she had a good

personality.

She had a cold-hearted, frosty expression, stared fiercely at

him whenever she wasn't satisfied with the deal, and even
sarcastically said she would tell him how she tamed Cookie
for 99 gold with a 1 gold discount.

Suddenly, he let out a bewildered laugh.

He didn't expect to receive the wordplay he usually used with

his clients.

That aspect made her intriguing.

He had no chance of getting bored because he couldn't predict

where she would excel.
Above all, the final request caught him off guard.

Because it was like asking for one of his trade secrets.

In the moment of hesitation, a high-grade mana stone

appeared from her bag.

Intelligence and wealth, creativity and power.

Isidor impulsively taught her how to manage secret funds, as

the princess who skillfully retaliated was interesting.

However, that wasn't the end.

"Buying an island in a low-tax country and setting up a ghost

business..."

Should I say she's one of the top villains in the Empire?

The tax evasion method she proposed was ingenious and

ruthless.
Above all, the scope of the applications was vast.

Even if it wasn't an island, if dozens of ghost businesses were

set up in the Helleia Domain, ruled by temples and self-
governed, and the accounting books were manipulated in a
way that generated profits, it would be difficult for the
Emperor of Azutea to track taxes.

A much larger and smarter tax evasion method than using

spatial magic to hide gold bars.

It was the first time he felt a strange sense of defeat in his

business dealings.

Simultaneously, his curiosity about his client grew even more,

as expected.

Meanwhile, Isidor's clients moved and reacted as he expected,

like pieces on a chessboard.

However, Princess Deborah barged onto the board without

warning and left, leaving only questions.

How did she find it? What was the secret to taming the
cowardly Cookie in one go? Why was she trying to create a
secret fund by selling the pink diamond? He was curious
about many things.

Even if he was curious, he couldn't even ask questions

because he was an informant...

"I can't bear the curiosity."

Isidor's murmurs cleared the fog that had spread thickly in the
office, and a man who had been waiting in the shadows
slowly stepped forward.

"Prince, should I go ahead and investigate Deborah

Seymour?"

Isidor shook his head in response to Miguel Drein's question,

one of the vassals of the Visconti family.

"I'm having fun for the first time in a while, why are you
interfering?"

"... Are you telling me you're going to investigate it yourself?"

"The Academy will open soon. Even if we don't want to, we'll
meet frequently."
Their Master, who had the habit of saying he had nothing to
learn at the Academy, bribed them to turn a blind eye to his
absence last semester.

"... Are you going to the Academy?"

"There won't be any harm in forming a connection with the

famous daughter of Duke Seymour."

"Didn't you say you already had all the connections you
needed? You said you would focus on your relationship with
the Crown Prince for now..."

Isidor pretended not to hear and gently stroked Cookie's head.

"I'm going to find out how she tamed my cute Cookie without
spending a single copper. It's a matter of informational pride."

Looking at Isidor, who seemed to hold a slight grudge, Miguel

had to swallow his astonished feelings.

He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to get close to

Princess Deborah, even though he had mysophobia and didn't
want to be in contact with women due to his extreme aversion.
It's a bit suspicious, but anyway, she's just a princess.

She didn't seem important enough for his Master to act on his
own and spend his precious time.

Sometimes he's quite unpredictable.

Although Isidor was terribly calculating, he was sometimes

impulsive and behaved as he pleased. He was a human being
who couldn't be understood.

Convinced that his Master might have a great goal that he

didn't know about, Miguel spoke up.

"But how will you get close to her?"

Isidor shrugged once and removed the polymorphic magic

bracelet.

Then, his grayish-brown hair turned blond, as if it had melted

in the sun, and his wax-like face with a faint impression
transformed into a handsome man with a beautiful appearance
that was hard to forget once seen.
CHAPTER 15

When he worked for the intelligence guild, Isidor used a

magical bracelet that transformed his appearance and voice.

That's why no one other than Miguel knew that the master of
the secret organization was the heir of the Visconti family,
one of the founding families of the country.

"How will I get close to her? Do I need to worry about that

when I have this face?"

Isidor responded curiously, pointing at his beautiful face with

his finger.

Miguel, whose mouth trembled with an expression of wanting

to curse, immediately lowered his head in acknowledgment.

"I apologize. I asked the most unnecessary question in the

world."

He felt bitter, but he couldn't help it. Using that beautiful face
to lure his opponent was a dirty game.

Isidor had a beauty that was difficult to describe in words.

Only the portrait artists who ran away, crying, saying they
couldn't dare to capture his remarkable face with brushes and
paintings numbered over ten.

That's not all. Hundreds of wigs could easily be made with

just the hair torn from the heads of ladies who fought face to
face for Isidor at parties.

Even his legs were overwhelmingly long, and his shoulders

were broad, so he had both delicate beauty and strong
masculinity at the same time.

Due to Isidor's presence, which made the men around him

invisible, Miguel only felt sad because it was as if he were
hidden in the shadows even when he wasn't.

"Miguel, you look disdainful. Do you seem to have something

to refute?"

"No, I don't, sir."

"Good. So, prepare to go to the academy as well."

Faced with the threat of being classmates again, Miguel
nodded, dejected.

"Ah."

Isidor, who had reverted to being the Visconti heir and not the
guild master, suddenly hesitated and put on the bracelet again.

"I need to modify the grade and amount of the diamond

color."

He planned to slowly introduce a total of three colored

diamonds to the market.

Pink, blue, green.

Among the three, pink was the one that was going to be
released in smaller quantities.

However, the moment he received Deborah's second request,

he quickly changed his plans.

While unconsciously remembering her purple hair, falling like

the night sky over her face as white as a full moon, he lightly
tapped the table.
"Miguel. I'm adding a diamond color, so call the guild
manager."

"What color is it?"

With his hand on his chin, he slightly squinted his eyes.

"A color like lavender."

------------------------

"Time flies."

It's been ten days since the deal with the Master of Blanchia.

In the meantime, everything has been peaceful.

Duke Seymour left the capital for a while because something

happened in his territory.
Belreck, who was pushing for his marriage, was stuck in the
Mage Association to see if there was a setback in his research,
so he didn't even enter the house.

Meanwhile, I spent some time in the capital's commercial

district to conduct market research.

Conducting market research was no different from taking my

father's credit card and wandering aimlessly.

"Desserts like cake are already a known market space."

While eating a cake with lots of custard, I crossed out the non-
competitive elements one by one.

"This alley is so isolated that people don't come here. Next."

I also checked the transient population while lounging on the

terrace like a sloth.

It was a tour of delicious and healing restaurants disguised as

market research.

"The weather is nice."

The weather is getting warmer day by day, as if announcing
the arrival of spring.

The increasingly warm weather means that the opening of the

Imperial Academy is just around the corner.

Here, too, spring means the beginning of classes.

"Ugh..."

The good news is that I don't have to obsess over my grades

like in my previous life.

As an "academy," it may give the impression of a prestigious

educational institution, but the Imperial Academy is a place
where socialization takes precedence over education.

Most aristocratic children received their education from a

private tutor and only attended the academy for personal
connections.

To find out why the academy became a social place rather

than a place for studying, we have to go back to the distant
past.
In the early days of the establishment of the Azutean Empire,
because local lords had a weak concept of the country, there
were frequent disturbances in regions outside the control of
the Imperial Family.

To control the local lords and influential aristocrats who

behaved recklessly, the second emperor called his children to
the academy in the capital and took them as hostages,
increasing their sense of belonging to the Empire.

The problem is that, although the reign of the Empire is in a

stable condition, the laws enacted at that time have not been
revised and remain unchanged.

Even now, the daughters and sons of families appointed by

the Imperial Family were required to attend the academy.

Still, it was a lenient place for high-ranking nobles, so they

could graduate if they only reached the required attendance
days.

For those who belonged to poor families or had little to

inherit, in order to enter government service or attract the
attention of high-ranking officials, they had to excel at the
academy; but that has nothing to do with me.
Furthermore... I feel uncomfortable about having to meet the
heroine sooner or later.

"I don't want to get involved."

Mia Binoche's nickname among readers was the "Crazy

Magnet."

Of course, one of those crazy girls is Deborah.

"In that regard, the Master of Blanchia is trustworthy."

Although the novel was not finished, the Master, who did not
flirt with Mia in over 100 chapters, is the person with
significantly lower odds of doing something foolish.

Thinking about it, I have to stop by Maisond.

Since the maid always goes to Maisond to buy desserts, I

haven't visited until now.

But after 10 days have passed, I wanted to check on the

progress of the requests.
I got up from my seat and adjusted my hood.

As it was uncomfortable to wear a corset while visiting

delicious restaurants, I walked in a hooded robe.

Arriving at Maisond, I sat on the terrace and examined the

menu.

Seeing the "Sold Out" sign next to the cake made by the
master craftsman of the Imperial Family, I suppressed a laugh.

"The master's business skills are really different from others."

After looking around dozens of dessert shops, only Maisond

was doing modern marketing.

"Limited quantity, time-limited marketing."

A method to limit the quantity of the product, even though it

can be increased, and pretend it's sold out even when it's not.

People are naturally obsessed with items that are scarce and
hard to come by.
Aristocrats with a sense of privilege must be even worse.

Maisond is destined to succeed because it makes good use of

the psychology of its main target audience.

"Oh?"

Having been clicking my tongue, I rejoiced as I looked at the

menu.

The commercial item I was looking for was right here.

Coffee!

However, it was tucked away in a corner of the menu as if it

wasn't popular, and there was only one variety.

"Bring me this drink."

When I pointed to the coffee with my finger, the employee

immediately showed disapproval.
"Madam, I apologize, but this drink has a strong bitter taste
and may not be to your liking. It's a beverage made from
beans imported from a warm region, but as the response hasn't
been good, we'll be taking it off the menu soon."

"I don't mind. Bring it with the whipped cream cake."

After a while, the friendly and handsome employee returned

and placed a cup of coffee and a cake on the table.

As expected, the Master is onto something.

With a feeling of warmth, I took a fork and reached for the

whipped cream cake. Now it's time to neutralize this
sweetness with bitter coffee...

"Yuck!"

Why is it so bad?

The bitterness was basic, and the smell wasn't good, so I

almost spit it out as soon as I drank it.

"Did they roast the coffee beans carelessly? It's a complete

mess."
It was no different from bitter medicine because it hadn't gone
through a proper manufacturing process.

Even the color was very dark; it must have felt like poison to
people accustomed to transparent teas.

"No wonder it's not popular."

I left the nearly unsellable coffee and started thinking.

I stumbled upon the foundational item that ruled the 21st

century, but it didn't seem easy to build it to be able to sell.

It was a big problem, but my concentration was disrupted by

the young ladies who came running and settled near the
terrace.

It really is spring there.

Four aristocratic ladies in beautiful pastel dresses sat around

the table and ordered cakes and drinks.

"Have you heard the rumor?"

My ears perked up instinctively when someone said those
words in secret.

I felt interested because no maids were gossiping about

society matters in front of me.

"What kind of rumor?"

"Charles Orge will be entering the academy this year."

"Oh my God. Those are good news."

I don't know if they are good news, but I've heard of the Orge
family before.

Like Seymour, Orge was one of the founding families of the

country, a well-known family for its sword skills.

Furthermore, the heir of the Orge family, Diery, was one of

the heroine's targets.
Diery Orge was only 19 years old, but as he was born with
natural talent, it was predicted that he would soon be on par
with the Crown Prince, who was a swordsman.

"If I enter the academy, I'll be able to watch the Knights'

training from a distance, right?"

The youngest-looking girl among the ladies asked timidly.

"I guess someone here admires the Knights?"

"Because it would be great to see Diery. I saw him last

Thanksgiving, and it was amazing."

As expected, as one of Mia's targets, Diery is also extremely

popular.

"I want to talk to Philap at least once. A spiritist, he's so

amazing."

"That's right. That red hair that looks like it's on fire is so
cool."

They chatted excitedly.

Gossip related to high-ranking aristocrats was by far the most
important topic of conversation among the nobility.

By analogy, it could be said that they were idols among the

nobles.

If commoners longed for nobles, nobles longed for high-

ranking nobles and royal families.

So, when Mia Binoche, the daughter of a fallen noble family,

appeared alongside Philap Montes at the academy, wearing a
pink diamond around her neck, the impact was even greater.

"It was an impressive appearance as a heroine."

I recalled the first part of the novel and nodded slowly back
and forth.

"I wanted to see Belreck Seymour, so it's a shame he has

already graduated."

"Belreck. So elegant and smart."

Elegant? Smart?

There's only one word you can mix with that bastard Belreck.

"Everyone is being deceived by his appearance."

Suddenly, I lost my appetite and put down the fork, and the
voices of the young ladies suddenly went up three octaves.

"To be honest, the one I want to see the most is Isidor

Visconti."

"Kyaaa!"

"Isidor! He's extremely handsome!"

The sudden scream pierced my eardrums, and I almost spat

out the cake that was in my mouth.
CHAPTER 16

As soon as Isidor's name came up, their faces lit up.

If a while ago they chatted pleasantly, minding their manners,

now they were like a pack of excited buffaloes.

Like me, obsessed with my latest bias.

"Even if I have to sell my soul, I will see Isidor's face with my

own eyes and die!"

"If you're a woman, you must see him at all costs. You can't
forget that beautiful face once you see it, so it even appears in
your dreams."

"Does he appear in your dreams? Oh, I wouldn't want to wake

up."

"I slept like a bear all winter just to greet him."

I didn't know when the women's talk, which was close to

being voracious, would end.
Shining blonde hair, a sharp jaw that could cut you, shoulders
as broad as the sea; fifty thousand clichés flowed.

He must be very handsome.

But why doesn't he appear in the novel?

The man called "The Golden Visconti," unfortunately, didn't

appear in the novel. Readers secretly hoped he would play the
role of the harlequin.

"A blond and handsome boy is essential. That's rare."

The young ladies had a heated discussion about the good

looks of this and that and only calmed down when the
employee brought the cakes and drinks, refreshing their
flushed faces with folding fans.

After partially satisfying their hunger, the conversation

continued.

"Ah, have you heard?"

"What?"
"They say the pink diamond was won by Duke Seymour."

"So, the owner of the diamond..."

The atmosphere turned bitter as if everyone had guessed who

the owner of the pink diamond was.

"That would be me."

"Princess Deborah will be very pleased. She'll be full of

herself."

"To be honest, just thinking about it makes me hate her."

"A pearl necklace around a pig's neck..."

They all laughed mockingly at someone's murmur, as if they

agreed with her.

"How cruel."
I had never heard anything so explicit about my body. Since
there were only compliments around me.

"What does it matter if her clothes and accessories are the

most luxurious and expensive in the Empire? She's so
wicked."

"I heard that Princess Deborah snatched Helen, who was

designing Lady Seirin's dress."

"Because of Princess Deborah's misbehavior, Miss Seirin had

to hurriedly adjust her dress at a different boutique. Her
birthday was just around the corner."

I didn't know there was such a story behind it. But Deborah
had no idea. Because Helen was already terrified and crawling
in fear.

Deborah would never tolerate Seirin's situation, but I felt a

little frustrated.

"She's really rude."

"Just rude? Even if she's the daughter of Duke Seymour, she's

too condescending and arrogant. She lacks the dignity of a
noble family."
"She's uneducated and incompetent. Isn't Princess Deborah
the only one with Seymour's blood and has no idea how to
handle mana at all?"

As if that misfortune were exciting, everyone burst into

laughter as they covered their mouths with their fans, but I
couldn't laugh.

"Even if she has a great inferiority complex, you don't have to

mock her."

"In the meantime, she drags her family behind her and runs all
kinds of campaigns. She's really disgusting."

"Thanks to that, I get sick just looking at the purple hair these
days."

Having been listening to their harsh conversation with an

uncomfortable feeling, my mood became more subtle due to
the conversation that followed.

"Why did the Seymour family give Princess Deborah..."

The woman who spoke with the nuance of not being able to
understand Duke Seymour, who gave me the pink diamond,
hurriedly closed her mouth and took a sip of tea.

"You can't touch Duke Seymour, so you only talk about

Deborah, who is relatively easy to handle. I can see the
duality."

"Princess Deborah... She could be a good daughter at home,

couldn't she?"

"Good?"

"That's impossible!"

The atmosphere, which had become bitter due to the woman

who almost slipped her tongue, softened again as they began
to gossip.

"I'm not sure. There are rumors that even Belreck doesn't want
to talk about Deborah. It must be a mess at home if he doesn't
even mention his only sister."

"No matter how generous Belreck is, kindness can't be shown

to a younger sister who has been dishonoring the family."
"I'm sure Rosad isn't very different from Belreck."

How disgusted they were that I took possession of the pink

diamond, somehow they tried to speak ill of me even by
mentioning the twins at home.

That's the level of conversations all the nobles who pretend to

be sophisticated have in broad daylight.

"It's annoying. Let's go back home."

Crash!

Suddenly. Just as I was about to get up, the table shook as I

pushed the chair back in anger, and the coffee cup I had left
on the edge fell to the floor.

The women's eyes turned to the source of the loud sound.

And, as if it were a lie, a strong wind swept the terrace, and

the hood that was pulled down was suddenly pushed back.

"Oh my God."
"L-Lady Deborah..."

When my face, which was covered with the hood, was

revealed, an overwhelming silence spread across the terrace.

The ladies, who had just insulted me enthusiastically, turned

as pale as a corpse. There was also a lady trembling with a
face that looked like she would faint at any moment.

I tried to go home, but I also felt nervous about

unintentionally revealing my identity to everyone.

I froze for a moment, in the unexpected situation, and then

realized that I couldn't let it pass like this.

This is a situation where I heard the daughters of lower-

ranking families talking behind my back.

Being insulted and leaving in silence?

That's like being a pushover.

That can't happen.

Just before I died, I promised that if I were reborn, I wouldn't
live while letting things go as they were, like an easy prey.

I was determined enough to provoke frosts during the

summer.

Gritting my teeth, I looked at them with eyes as fierce as I

could muster.

"Are you finished already? You've been pouring your hearts

out and finally you're silent. It was very amusing."

My voice broke due to nervousness. Fortunately, my cracked

voice seemed quite intimidating, and the pale faces of the
ladies became even more haggard.

Staring intensely at each of their faces, I felt the need to

change the level of my gaze.

Thinking of looking at them arrogantly, I sprang up and

breathed.

My legs trembled from nervousness.

I wobbled, swallowing my inner scream.

Crash!

The round table in front of me was overwhelmed by my

weight and toppled in the direction where the women were
gathered.

At the same time, the vase on the table fell to the floor and
shattered.

"Argh!"

In an instant, the surrounding area turned into a mess, and

people looked at me with astonished eyes.

Everyone thinks I intentionally knocked over the table.

"I didn't mean to break the furniture..."

It's embarrassing, but what's done is done.

Instead, I thought that tipping it over would be even more
intimidating, and I walked very slowly toward the pale and
frozen women.

It was to gain time to think about my next line.

I've seen many things, so I stood tall in front of the young

ladies and, after leaning on one leg, slowly tilted my head.

"It seems that even dogs or cows are saying this and that about
me."

The expression of "even dogs or cows" blinked on their faces

with a sense of humiliation.

"What's with those faces? You dared to address me, the

Princess of Seymour, as a pig, but it seems you're not happy to
be a dog or a cow."

You said it was a pearl necklace around a pig's neck.

"P-Princess Deborah, that is, we..."

"Why are you suddenly stammering? You were speaking
smoothly as if your mouth was lubricated, did your tongue
break in the meantime?"

As I interrupted her, the woman who seemed to be the eldest

hurriedly stepped forward.

"I apologize. We dared to commit a great discourtesy to the

princess. I'm very sorry."

"It's disappointing that you always call me a pig but lower

your tail so easily, like a puppy encountering a tiger. If you
can't say it to someone's face, you shouldn't have said it
behind their back. I heard you very well, speaking about my
aristocratic dignity while being so cowardly and humble, not
knowing your place."

I surprised myself as I spoke. I'm a human who can use my

mouth like this.

"I'm very sorry."

"There's no excuse for that."

The other two ladies, trembling in fear, also bowed their heads
one after another.
"Keep your mouth shut. I mean, don't gossip."

So, when I was trying to put an end to it after telling them to

keep their mouths shut and get a more sincere apology.

The woman who was biting her lip took a step forward as if
she resented receiving one-sided criticism from me.

"But, Princess, everyone thinks that forcibly taking Lady

Seirin's designer, whose birthday was approaching, is going
too far."

It means that I am also to blame for ignoring the implicit

promise among the aristocratic ladies.

I picked up the cold cherry juice from the table.

"No, it's your mouth that says I went too far when the person
directly involved didn't say anything."

I splashed the bright red cherry juice all over her face.
"And from now on, I'm going to show you properly what
going too far means."

"Oh."

The woman, covered in bright red juice, gasped in shock and,

after tearfully apologizing to me, rushed out of the terrace.

The other ladies left as if they were fleeing, under the pretext
of consoling her.

I won't go beyond this line. If I were really Deborah, you...

Looking at the steaming black tea, I repeatedly shook my

head to erase my terrible imagination.

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"Sir. Did you make much progress?"

"Can't you see?"

Isidor responded bluntly to Miguel's question.

He was sitting on a large, tanned orc hide, drawing a magic
circle.

It took considerable effort and time to create the spatial magic

bag that Isidor had promised to deliver to Deborah.

Movement, expansion, and space tracking. Since it was a

system where three types of magic worked simultaneously,
the complexity of the magic circle was extraordinary.

Isidor even improved the magic circle himself, so it was

impossible to buy it with money.

Maybe our Prince is better at handling spatial magic than

Duke Seymour.

While Miguel thought that and felt proud, Cookie, who was
tapping his tail nearby, bit into the orc hide with his teeth.

"Cookie! What's this?"

"Grrr... Grraar!"
"Damn it. You can't do this."

After Princess Deborah's visit, the gentle Cookie disobeyed

him and behaved as he pleased, like a teenager.

Isidor, who threw a feather while holding back a curse, turned

his head to Miguel.

"Why did you come suddenly?"

"I heard that Princess Deborah went to Maisond."

As soon as he mentioned "Deborah," Cookie's pointed ears

perked up.

His eyes began to shine as if he longed for something.

"Did she come to meet the informant?"

"No. She overturned a table and broke a vase and a teacup."

Isidor coughed at Miguel's report.

"That's not all. She had a fight with the daughter of Count Ate
on the terrace. But according to the position of the two
families, there's a sense of bias."

"Hm."

"At the end of the day, she made Count Ate's daughter cry."

Miguel recalled the report from Maisond's informant who had

witnessed the incident.

Since it happened on the terrace in front of a crowded alley,

there seemed to be quite a bit of gossip in the social world
about the altercation between Deborah Seymour and Arin Ate.

"Society especially enjoys gossip among high-ranking

nobles."

In conclusion, Deborah Seymour remains an object of

unmatched fear for young aristocratic ladies.

In an aristocratic society where invisible swords flow from

lips, Princess Deborah wielded her sword proudly.

"But she has such strong support that she's untouchable."

The nickname "Purple Viper." Whoever came up with it was
right.

Her mother, Marien Seymour, was called the Flower of

Society; and it seemed like she was taking a completely
different path from her mother.

"Princess Deborah, you are very clever."

Isidor, who had remained silent, suddenly murmured, rubbing

his chin.
CHAPTER 17

"What? Intelligent?"

"She told me proudly to do my job correctly. I'm sure of it."

"Prince. How did you suddenly come to such a conclusion?

Isn't that being too naive?"

Miguel swallowed the words that reached his throat.

"The fact that Princess Deborah, who had been ordering the
servants to bring her desserts, came to the shop in person
means she had something to tell me. She sent a signal because
the requests weren't progressing well."

"Didn't she just destroy everything without thinking because

she was upset while fighting with the young ladies?"

Miguel refuted it immediately.

"Actually, she's not the type to be swayed by emotions. She's

intelligent and cynical."
"If you look back at the past events and Princess Deborah's
reputation, she's an impulsive person. Where there's smoke,
there's fire. People don't change so easily."

"Sooner or later, we'll find out who's right. And what she did
to Cookie."

Isidor's emerald eyes gleamed as he gently calmed his

discontented pet, which was growling.

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The acquisition of the pink diamond by Seymour, and not by

Montes, has long been consumed as a major gossip in the
social world.

Because it was a shocking outcome that no one expected.

Most aristocrats, who thought that Duke Seymour treated

Princess Deborah coldly because he considered her a disgrace
to the family, were amazed.

The fact that he gifted her a jewelry with an astronomical

price tag means that Duke Seymour's affection for his only
daughter still exists to some extent.
It was obvious that Princess Deborah, who behaved
condescendingly, was destined to become even more
animated, which was mostly seen as negative.

Furthermore, aristocrats who secretly wanted Philap Montes

to win the pink diamond could not hide their disappointment
and laughter towards him.

"How could he not predict the winning bid? He was so

confident; he was too optimistic."

"Even if he's the heir Montes, compared to the wealth and

intelligence of Duke Seymour, he's like a lizard in front of a
dragon."

It was impossible for Philap not to notice how the social

world reacted.

He pretended to be dignified because they would only laugh at

him if he got angry, but as Mia's birthday approached, the
anger he had been suppressing finally erupted, like a volcano.

"You couldn't even get that pink jewel and make me look
ridiculous? You're useless!"
Philap, angry, kicked the charred man's face violently. The
burnt man was already foaming and unconscious, but Philap
didn't stop kicking him.

There were rumors throughout the Empire that he was aiming

for the jewel but couldn't win the bid. The more he thought
about it, the more ashamed he felt of himself.

What was worse, the owner of the jewel was the woman he
hated the most, Deborah Seymour.

"This useless thing!"

Philap, who made the servant more dead than alive with
glassy eyes, left the dungeon with a spirit emitting red flames.

The servant waiting at the entrance immediately dropped to

the ground and, with a handkerchief, cleaned Philap's dirty
boots.

As if nothing had happened, Philap looked at his pocket watch

and asked the servant, who tidied up his disheveled
appearance.
"Has Lady Mia arrived at the mansion?"

"Not yet."

The servant bowed with a look of regret.

"Why?"

"There are many patients who need to be attended to today."

"Oh, will she do it even on her birthday?"

Thinking, "That's just like Mia Binoche," Philap clicked his

tongue.

As the embodiment of the Saint, she displayed her divine

power even to the humble.

People who were healed by Mia seemed to be talking about

her everywhere, praising her as the light that comes from the
goddess.

"I like the fact that she's not worldly."

If she had such a high-purity divine power, she wouldn't have
a hard time.

The fact that power and money couldn't influence her made
her quite attractive to Philap.

To the point that even if she delayed their appointment, he

would gladly overlook it.

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"Mr. Philap. Thank you for inviting me."

As the dinner prepared by the mansion's chef cooled down,

Mia appeared and greeted him politely.

It was obvious that she had been working. Her pink hair was
disheveled, and there was a slight hint of fatigue on her face.

"I'm the one who thanks you for accepting my invitation. Rest
a little on your birthday. If you overexert yourself, your body
won't bear it."
Mia's round eyes widened at Philap's kind words.

"Ah, then..."

"Why are you so surprised?"

"In truth, I forgot that today is my birthday."

Playing with her fingers, she smiled shyly and bit her lip.

"It's because I don't usually celebrate it."

"Is there someone who celebrates it for you?"

Despite his somewhat direct question, she didn't show any

discomfort.

"This year, Mr. Philap remembered me. I'm happy. It's like
receiving an unexpected gift."

"You speak beautifully."

As he liked her answer, Philap smiled satisfied.

Then, a rumbling sound came from Mia's stomach.

Philap burst into laughter as he looked at her ears and cheeks,

which had turned red.

"First, let's eat. You seem hungry."

At Philap's gesture, hot food appeared on the table.

Watching Mia, who was eating the soup slowly as if she were
adorable, he suddenly began to speak.

"The academy permission has been issued."

Despite her advanced age and coming from a fallen family,

Mia was able to join the academy thanks to a letter of
recommendation from the Montes family.

"Thank you very much. It has been the desire of my life to

study there."

Philap acted arrogantly as he watched Mia thanking him

repeatedly.
"You didn't think this was the end, did you?"

Acting conceited, he gave her a diamond necklace as a gift.

Since the item he was looking for had been stolen by Duke
Seymour, he had no choice but to hastily purchase a diamond
necklace crafted by the capital's most famous artisan.

When Mia saw the enormous diamond, she immediately

showed disapproval.

"Is it really necessary? You've already written the academy

recommendation. A gift like this is too unwarranted and
burdensome."

"Please accept my sincerity in getting it. You said you haven't

had a proper birthday."

"But something like this..."

"You saved my life, so let me repay you. Please, Lady Mia."

"I've already received too much. It's alright, really."

Their argument lasted a long time, and Philap had no choice
but to back down so Mia could eat.

"I really can't stop you."

Philap couldn't hide his frustration even though he was

touched by her pure heart.

Damn it, I should have bought that pink diamond. It's a gem
that suits Lady Mia much better than Deborah Seymour.

It was a pink jewel the same color as Mia's hair, and she could
pretend it was nothing since it was so old-fashioned that she
didn't even know pink diamonds existed.

Later, when Mia found out that the jewel was astonishingly
expensive, they would relocate her, but all his plans were
ruined because of Deborah Seymour.

I really hate everything about her.

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After meeting with Philap, Mia, who had returned to the
mansion on the outskirts of the Yones district, sat on her bed
and looked out the window.

"I'm tired."

Whenever the wind blew, the ill-fitting window frames made

a loud noise and vibrated.

The garden outside the window was as gloomy as a tomb,

overgrown with weeds. The view clearly showed that the
Binoche family had fallen terribly.

A servant entered, but Mia still had her gaze fixed outside the
window.

"Are you looking at something?"

A middle-aged woman asked.

The woman introduced herself as Madame Ophelia and told

Mia to address her comfortably.

"I'm looking at that."

In response to the woman's question, Mia pointed with her
finger at a single flower blooming on a dry branch at the
wrong time.

"It will freeze to death tonight."

The woman muttered under her breath and handed Mia a large
jewelry box.

"A servant from the Montes family approached me and

delivered Miss Mia's gift."

When Mia opened the jewelry box, the woman hung the
beautiful diamond necklace around her slender deer-like neck.

"How does it look?"

When Mia asked timidly, she clicked her tongue softly.

A delicately crafted diamond necklace atop the worn and

outdated dress; it was embarrassingly out of place.
Like the flower that had beautifully bloomed on that dry
branch there.

"For a necklace like this, you need to wear a suitable dress.

Philap Montes isn't as sensitive as the rumors suggest."

The woman spoke with a cold face.

"If you wear something like this with a tattered dress, only the
nobles will laugh at you."

"..."

"If it were that pink diamond, it might have been a different

story, but..."

Even without elegant clothes, it would have matched Mia's

pink hair.

"Society would have taken notice of you. That's very

unfortunate."

The woman spoke coldly and left the room.

As she toyed with her fluffy pink hair with her fingers, Mia
reached for the academy admission permit, which she had left
by her bedside.

[Congratulations on your admission.]

A strange gleam flickered in her eyes and disappeared.

CHAPTER 18

The night before classes began, a collection of spring dresses

arrived, filled with blood, sweat, and tears from Helen.

As soon as dawn broke, the servants selected a suitable dress

among them and coordinated it with accessories. As soon as I
looked at myself in the mirror, I touched my forehead.

When Helen said it was simple enough to be worn at both

parties and formal occasions, I thought it sounded like a hot
American; but I understood it after trying it on.

It was sexy yet innocent, chic yet elegant.

I couldn't say anything because I looked very pretty in the

mirror.

A life of seeing a face that pleases me every day.

As my fan feeling grew, I unconsciously hit the wall, and the

famous painting that was hanging shook back and forth like
an earthquake.

"This body is really strong."

I don't have magical abilities, but I have good strength and
endurance.

Since the possession, I haven't had the chronic fatigue or

headaches that I always had in my previous life.

No wonder. Being wicked is something that requires a lot of

energy.

That's good. I can live a long and healthy life.

Waving my fist back and forth, I passed by the trembling

servants and went out.

In front of the Seymour mansion, two four-wheeled carriages

with the double-headed shield emblem were waiting.

One is the carriage I'm going to ride in, and the other... What?

Oh! The carriage that boy will be traveling in.

When I saw the boy approaching the carriage in the distance, I

screamed internally.
In the two months I've spent here, I never had the chance to
see the youngest, Enrique Seymour.

Because the residences were separate, we moved differently,

and, like all households in a tragedy novel, the family didn't
even come together and have an affectionate meal unless there
was a significant reason.

He's like a kitten.

Deborah's younger brother, Enrique, with his beautifully

combed silver hair, reminded me of a gray kitten.

I know he's about 10 years old, but, contrary to his youthful

appearance, his mood is quite mature.

Perhaps it's because of those shadowed gray eyes.

As I looked into the boy's eyes as if I were bewitched, our

gazes met.

Enrique frowned as if he didn't want to see her, turned around,

and entered the carriage without even greeting her.
"Ah. That boy also hates Deborah."

Deborah, who was hated everywhere, was incredible.

Well, Deborah also hates that boy Enrique.

She even felt inferior to such a cute boy.

Deborah had no sensitivity to mana at all, while on the other

hand, Enrique had shown outstanding achievements to the
point of handling Class 3 magic even at an early age.

The Research Institute of the Academy, a subsidiary of the

Mage Association, has a program for talented individuals, and
I know that Enrique is the top student even in a place where
only geniuses are carefully selected.

"If everyone in the family were good, and I weren't, I'd feel
inferior."

A good family, lots of money, good looks, good physique, and

strength.
I live in gratitude for what I have now, but Deborah was
extremely fixated on what she didn't have.

In particular, the feeling of inferiority for not being able to use

mana was beyond imagination.

Deborah was the only one who couldn't handle mana among
the descendants and indirect blood relatives, and her father's
compassion seemed to have provoked her even more.

"Still, do you relieve stress through violence?"

Deborah has no chance to defend herself, but I couldn't help

but feel a little down even when a cute boy looked at me with
hatred.

"Let's live as a villain."

Younger siblings are all the same. When I think about that
rude idiot from my previous life, the illusions about my cute
brother disappeared.

After trying to calm down, I got on the carriage and looked

out the rapidly changing window.
The view outside the window was now the Yones district.
When we finally crossed the arched bridge connecting the
river, the Horun district, where the Capital was located,
appeared.

The Academy run by the Imperial Family, the Knights, the

Mage Association, and the Theology Institution were all
located in the Horun district.

Among the nobles who left the Academy, the future for the
children of families with nothing to inherit was to live while
receiving some kind of salary from an institution run by the
imperial family.

Of course, my dream is to delay marriage as much as possible

while squeezing the infrastructure of Duke Seymour, and then
use the secret funds I accumulated to live as a rich
unemployed person... No, as a homeowner.

"... Anyway, they're completely insane."

Inside the city walls surrounding the Horun district, it was full
of carriages used by the children of aristocratic families.

I expected it to take quite some time, but surprisingly, the

servant guarding the gate guided the carriage through a
separate passage.
A dedicated VIP road.

The taste of power is always exciting and fresh.

The carriage that entered Pangea Academy in a dignified

manner stopped in front of the main building, in the center of
the academy.

"Ugh."

"Over there."

The moment I got off the carriage, there was an impressive

silence all around me. Due to Seymour's seal on the carriage,
it was as if I were announcing to everyone that I am the
famous "Deborah Seymour."

With every step I took, the miracle of Moses unfolded before

my eyes. When I accidentally made eye contact, they were
frightened and looked away, so I moved to the classroom
feeling like the only predator among herbivores.

It's quiet here too.

When I entered the classroom to meet the attendance
requirements, the peaceful interior turned silent as if it had
been splashed with cold water.

As if there was a human sound cancellation.

"But where should I sit?"

I looked around for a place to sit. One seat immediately

caught my attention as it was far from the teacher's desk and
out of the teacher's line of sight, had a wall on one side for
peace and stability of the mind, and even had good sunlight.

It's a lucky seat.

Obviously, it was a perfect spot, so it was already taken.

"Excuse me, J-Jake. I need to sit in the front. It's a bit hot
here."

"H-huh? Me too."
Maybe I was looking too much, as the students sitting in the
perfect spot quietly got up and moved to the front.

"What kind of villain gets a free pass?"

Astonished, I sat down in the place they vacated.

It was absurd, but there was no other reason to refuse it.

As expected, the seat was comfortable. It had a moderate

amount of sunlight, and the view through the window was
pleasant.

While I was looking at the beautiful scenery of the academy,

with my chin resting on my hand, the people around me
started talking loudly again, so I turned my head.

Then I held my breath for a moment.

Philap Montes and Mia Binoche.

The moment they entered my vision at the same time, my

heart suddenly started beating very fast.
Inhaling and exhaling also felt uncomfortable.

"Why am I like this?"

It seemed to be a physical reaction imprinted on Deborah's

body that had nothing to do with my will.

It was similar to the disgust I felt when facing Belreck.

I frowned because I felt strange, but Philap and I made eye

contact.

While facing his cold, cloudy, dark brown eyes, one of the
deeply buried fragments of memory slowly surfaced.

Thanksgiving action six years ago.

Deborah met Philap for the first time at a party organized by

the Imperial Family.

—Ah!

At that moment, Deborah accidentally dropped a decorative

candelabra that was on the wall. When the fire moved to the
end of her dress, Philap used a water spirit to extinguish the
fire on the lace, thus avoiding an accident.

The image of Philap dealing with spirits was so mysterious

that Deborah fell in love with him instantly.

From that day on, Deborah publicly expressed her interest in

Philap, and there was even a marriage proposal between the
Seymour and Montes families at the same time.

However, the engagement story didn't amount to anything

because Philap firmly expressed that he would not marry
Deborah.

Deborah's pride was deeply wounded by the rumor that Philap

had ended their engagement immediately.

She brutally took out her anger on her subordinates, and when
that incident spread to the capital, Philap repeated a vicious
cycle that made him hate Deborah even more.

Deborah couldn't let go of Philap, even though she was

rejected and her love and hatred for herself grew.
Deborah, who had been able to easily get what she wanted
simply by being evil, couldn't behave sensibly like a normal
lady to win Philap's favor.

Deborah harassed all the women who were interested in or

talked to Philap and showed an attitude that if she couldn't
have him, no one could.

"No matter how evil Deborah is. You don't have to hate her so
much."

Blood is thicker than water, so he was more worried about

Deborah than Philap.

In any case, Deborah showed her pure love for Philap for a
long time, but he appeared proudly with Mia Binoche by his
side.

Idiot.

Philap, who clenched his mouth tightly, hid Mia, the heroine,
even further behind his broad back.

I felt like I had become a villain seeking the life of the

heroine.
"Why are you doing that?!"

If this were the original job, having the heroine overprotected

would only anger Deborah, but he was the one who lacked
tact.

No wonder. If Philap had been a sensible man, this novel

wouldn't have been a reverse harem novel.

I would have saved my money since it was short.

Nevertheless, he wasn't the male protagonist, but Philap

certainly had a different presence from the additional men
around her.

His features were distinct, and his hair was scarlet like a
flame, making him stand out more here.

—Sir Philap?

Lost in my thoughts, I faced the heroine, who had hidden

herself behind Philap's towering back and was peeking her
face out slightly, and held my breath.
"That's insane. She's really cute."

If you were to personify purity, it would be Mia Binoche.

"It's a face that captivates you even if you're a woman."

Flourishing pink hair, smooth skin, jewel-like blue eyes, an

elegant pointed nose, and cherry-like lips...

As soon as I saw her face, I understood why all the guys in the
novel, including the sadistic twins at home, surrounded her.

Deborah, who was proud of her looks, must have been taken
aback.

To be honest, she had a more popular kind of beauty. I see

why Deborah felt so intensely inferior to Mia Binoche in the
original work.

When you start comparing them, there's no end.

"But it seems like everyone is watching this with popcorn."

It wasn't just a feeling; after Philap and Mia entered, there
were many people who couldn't help but look at me curiously.

Deborah had shown great interest in Philap, so they couldn't

help but feel curious about my reaction.

"... I shouldn't even make eye contact."

They might misinterpret me just by looking at Mia's face, like

when I accidentally stole the window seat.

I quickly averted my gaze to the window and acted

indifferently.

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Philap was in a bad mood because Mia didn't come with the
necklace he had given her. That's not all. The image of
Deborah walking through the academy with the pink
diamond, acting arrogantly, was fresh in his memory, so his
irritation continued to rise.

"But... isn't it there?"

Philap was secretly puzzled by the unexpected and impressive
string of black pearls hanging from Deborah's neck.

Furthermore, his confusion increased when she turned her

face towards the window with her hand on her chin, making it
impossible to read her expression.
CHAPTER 19

"What are you doing all of a sudden? There's no way you're

trying to get my attention like this?"

When Deborah didn't act according to what he expected,

Philap felt confused. She's a woman who doesn't lose to
anyone in her desire to show off and her vanity.

It's a good time to boast, so why is she so quiet?

Philap, who was absentmindedly looking at Deborah's back,

turned his head, furrowing his brow.

"Wow."

At that moment, Mia, who was standing beside him, suddenly

exclaimed.

"What?"

"That young lady with purple hair is really beautiful. There

are truly many elegant and sophisticated ladies in the capital."

Elegant?
If you know Deborah's personality, that word would never
come out of your mouth.

Perhaps she really knows nothing of the world, coming from a

poor family.

Well, it was true that Deborah looked sophisticated just by

looking at her appearance. Maybe it was the way her clothing
matched the color of her hair, there was something about her
that drew your attention.

Her long, white neck was more prominent due to the black
pearl necklace, and her body was clearly...

"Darn it. What are you thinking? Are you crazy?"

No matter how weak a man is to what he sees, Philap, wanting

to gouge out his eyes, hurriedly turned to Mia and spoke.

"Mia, you are much more beautiful and elegant. You can't
even compare her to a woman like that."

"Please, don't say that."

Mia squeezed his hand nervously.

"You are even more humble than anyone."

Philap deliberately burst into laughter, conspicuously.

"Time is really slow. My neck will stiffen if I keep this up."

When I looked out the window, my trapezius muscle was stiff.

"They must have lost interest in me by now, right?"

Glancing briefly after a reasonable amount of time, Philap and

Mia were chatting in their own world.

They are so affectionate.

May the two of them live happily ever after. And then I
looked at the teacher, praying that he wouldn't be a bother to
me.

The first class is politics.

I took out a pen and a book titled "Understanding Politics"
from my bag.

"What's with this princess-style pen?"

A pink pen with embedded jewels. I wondered why she

bought such pretty school supplies even though she didn't
study.

"Oh? But this is amazing."

Is it because it's an expensive pen? The feeling of it gliding on

the paper is impressive.

Unlike the study pens, it was light and had a proper length, so
the feeling when holding it was excellent too.

Like a writing instrument that fits my hand after a long time,

the doodles I used to make in my final days of college
appeared; and I found something else that Deborah was good
at.

I have a golden touch.

I could clearly feel Deborah's skill because I had no talent in
my previous life.

I used this hand to draw the academy building that I saw in

the distance, through the window, more accurately than when
I was a college student.

If I had such amazing talent in my previous life, I could have

gone into the architecture department.

After completing a masterpiece in the corner of the book, I,

who had left my body in that train of thought, rubbed my dry
eyes.

"I'm sleepy..."

The letters in the book split into three or four, maybe because
I couldn't sleep well last night before the classes started.

The teacher's voice was monotonous, so it sounded like a

lullaby, and the sunlight in the spot where I was sitting was
too good.

"Oh, whatever. I'm a character who doesn't study anyway."

My thoughts were so far away.

Lying down face down, I had a dream of my previous life.

Even in my dream, I was sitting in the classroom.

Now that I think about it, most of my 24 years of life were

spent in a classroom. 12 years in elementary, middle, and high
school, and 4 years in college. And in this world, the academy
just before graduation.

Isn't it a kind of endless story?

As I lamented whether I had been possessed by a ghost

because I couldn't stop studying, I heard the doorknob turning.

"Yoon Do-Hee."

I gritted my teeth.

The person who opened the door and appeared was Kim Han-
Joon.
He's a handsome jerk, but he's a bully.

"Han-Joon. Is there something wrong?"

I should have started spitting out curses I hadn't said, but in

my dream, I was saying stupid things in a kind voice, like
someone possessed by something.

"Have you eaten?"

"Ah, not yet."

"Let's eat together. I'll pay this time."

"Thank you. I was just hungry."

Hey! You've been getting expensive stuff from me all the

time, don't take me to the student cafeteria like you're being
generous.

And why am I impressed with getting a 5,000-won pork cutlet

there?
"Do-Hee. After eating, I want to have coffee."

"Oppa, I'll buy the coffee!"

Shut up! Stop it.

"Can I try the new Starbucks menu?"

"Of course."

"By the way, if I collect two more stamps, I can get a diary."

"Ah, then I'll give you all the stamps."

Did I even give her the stamps? What a monstrosity.

While watching the agonizing memories passing through my

mind, embarrassed, a light tap on my shoulder made me jump.

"What is this? Am I still dreaming?"

As soon as I opened my eyes, a handsome blonde man
appeared.

Looking at the man's face, I furrowed my brow.

I wondered how someone could be so incredibly handsome.

I'm sure he's an angel who appeared out of pity because I was
pathetic for having nightmares about Kim Han-Joon.

I watched the angel who suddenly intruded into my dream,

with an obviously grateful feeling.

The scene of sunlight breaking over his golden-melted hair

was divine.

If his hair was like the sun, his clear eyes were like a sea of
emerald.

The gently raised nose seemed to have been carved by a

craftsman, and the soft lips were beautiful as if the goddess
had carefully crafted them for three days and three nights.

His facial line was sharp but delicate, and his long neck and
prominent Adam's apple were masculine.
It was a beauty I couldn't take my eyes off of. I had the
illusion that time flowed slowly around this man.

Suddenly, the angelic-looking man approached me and

opened his mouth.

"The class has ended, Lady Deborah."

I suddenly came to my senses at the low voice that resonated

in my ears.

Wasn't it a dream?

Even after rubbing my dry eyes once, the unreal-looking man

was still standing in front of me.

"... Who are you?"

I murmured sleepily.

"Don't you know me?"

Embarrassment passed through his emerald-colored eyes.

"Should I know you?"

I replied like that, but the truth is, I was also embarrassed.

How is it possible that Deborah doesn't remember such a

handsome guy? That's really rude.

Only strong impressions were left in Deborah's fragmented

memories, and this blonde man seems to have had no impact
on her.

"Is that even possible?"

I think we should acknowledge Deborah's true love for Philap.

How much she liked him, that she didn't even look at a man
like this.

As I thought about it, the handsome man in front of me

regained his composure and smiled.

When a gentle smile appeared on his well-formed lips, I could

barely keep calm and felt a sense of crisis.
"Is this... is he attacking me?"

"Haha, maybe you don't know. Isidor Visconti. That's my

name."

The man who quickly regained his composure gave me his

name in a cold manner.

Isidor Visconti.

I thought I had heard it somewhere, and I remembered; it was

the name that was mentioned the most in the conversation of
the young ladies I met at the Maisond.

"He was everyone's favorite."

Looking at his face, I fully understood it. If he were in Korea,

he would have raised several buildings just by standing in
front of the camera.

"But did something happen?"

In response to my question, the man handed me something
with his leather-gloved hand.

"This..."

What he handed over was a pamphlet related to politics.

Did he get mine separately?

It seems he took a pamphlet and waited until I woke up.

But that's strange.

Just by listening, he would know I'm the crazy one here; so

why is he suddenly talking to me and treating me with care?

I looked at the handsome blonde suspiciously.

I already suspected, but due to the dream I had with Kim Han-
Joon, I immediately remembered the first time I met him.

Kim Han-Joon also waited for me to wake up, while I was

sleeping face down like now, and gave me a pamphlet handed
to him by the teaching assistant.
After that, I pretended to be busy with this and that and
worked hard like a greedy person.

"I don't need this kind of stuff."

I returned the pamphlet he gave me coldly.

The politics class at the academy was quite easy to yawn

through anyway. Compared to the difficulty level of fourth-
year specialization books in college, it was a piece of cake.
The pamphlet seemed to be a summary of the first part of the
book, so memorizing the book was enough.

"But there's nothing wrong with keeping it, is there?"

"...Why are you so intrusive?"

"He just had a nightmare, right?"

"What?"

"Seeing you sleeping with that expression made me want to be

intrusive. Ah, maybe you're hungry? It's lunchtime now."
I was secretly surprised by the natural change of topic.

What the heck is this guy?

"I'm not hungry."

"That's good. Actually, I'm not very hungry either. I'll just
have tea."

"I don't have time."

After firmly rejecting him with a few words, I quickly walked

away from him.

I could feel an absurd gaze staring at the back of my head, but

I hurried my steps as if something was chasing me.

Because there has been a warning signal sounding in my head

from before.

"That's dangerous."
If I keep looking at that face, I might want to give it all
without asking or finding out his intentions.

Simply put, the blonde guy was the one who awakened the
easy instincts sleeping inside me.

As the fool I am, I was desperately weak to men who fit my

tastes, like Kim Han-Joon.

However, that Isi-whatever-his-name-was had an inhuman

face that slightly crushed the wall of taste.

"There are many people here and there to be careful of."

Thinking that I couldn't let my guard down because it was a

tragic novel, I bit my nails.

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His teacher, who confidently approached Princess Deborah,

telling her that he would use her face, returned mercilessly
alone.

Is it just his feeling? That face, which was always relaxed,

looked somewhat dejected.
For some reason, he has a suspicion that he's interested in
Princess Deborah.

While struggling to contain a broad smile that kept trying to

appear, Miguel asked with his most innocent eyes.

"Sir. Didn't you tell me that you would have a lunch date
today and that I could return first?"

Isidor narrowed his eyes at Miguel's cunning question.

"Are you asking because you know or because you don't

know? Either way, that's the problem. My vassal is either
cheeky or foolish."

"Prince. Maybe the handsome boy's strategy didn't work.

Does he seem to have become a bit sensitive?"

"I see there's nothing you can't say."

When Isidor kicked Miguel violently in the shin, Miguel

jumped and let out a grunt.
After venting his anger on an innocent person, he secretly
looked at his face in the window and felt apprehension.

"There's no way this face doesn't work. I don't understand."

"I guess it's not to Princess Deborah's liking."

"It's not a face divided between like or dislike. The golden

ratio. Don't you know?"

"Exceptions exist everywhere. In the eyes of Princess

Deborah, it seems she has a preference for Lord Philap over
you, sir."

When Philap's name was mentioned, Isidor's brow furrowed

slightly.
CHAPTER 20

"Yes, the Seymours had a marriage proposal with the Montes

family at some point."

Looking back, the two were almost engaged.

Everyone knows that Princess Deborah has been obsessed

with Philap for a long time.

He simply recalled the truth he already knew through rumors,

but his mood was not very good.

As Isidor was in an indescribably complicated mood, there

was a noisy conversation on the opposite side of the hallway.

Three young ladies, dressed in beautiful dresses, approached

him.

"Oh, Sir Isidor!"

The lady who raised her head high as if they had met by
accident made a fuss with a surprised expression.

One lady even crossed her eyes shyly, waving her fan slightly.
Very naturally, they closed the distance between them and
surrounded Isidor.

"Is something the matter?"

Isidor had his usual kind smile.

"I'm curious if the social club run by Isidor is accepting new

recruits this year."

"I think it will be difficult to increase the size of Epsilon this

year."

Isidor hurriedly denied and took a step back.

Because Lady Siron tried to forcefully press her body against

his arm.

The smell of perfume was so strong that he felt nauseous.

Is she being too direct?

"Indecent."

Lady Siron continued the conversation actively, ignoring the

sharp glances of the other ladies.

"That's very unfortunate. I've already turned down requests to

join other clubs three times because I wanted to join the club
run by the Prince."

Isidor didn't bother to reply, so he secretly moved his index

finger.

"Oh my God!"

Suddenly, Lady Siron's hairnet broke, and her previously tied-

up hair fell messily all over the place. As her appearance was
ruined in front of Prince Isidor, whom she wanted to look
good for, Lady Siron's face turned red with embarrassment.

Miguel, who sighed while secretly watching Isidor, bent down

and picked up her headdress from the floor.

"Lady Siron, your hairnet has fallen."

"I can see that."

Taking the headdress from Miguel's hand with a cold
expression, she disappeared from sight with urgent steps.

"They seem to be friends, aren't they going after her?"

In response to Isidor's question, the two ladies reluctantly left.

Although they are not close to Lady Siron, they felt pressured
to do so.

"Prince, you're abusing your magic in this way."

As soon as they disappeared, Miguel grumbled.

Isidor used to blow someone's handkerchief far away, release

their hairpin, or break their necklace with magic when he
couldn't be bothered to deal with aristocratic ladies. Since
Isidor is one of the empire's top swordsmen, no one imagined
he would use magic to perform such tricks.

"My ability is overflowing. What's the problem if I abuse it a

bit?"
"I'm sure you will."

"Come to think of it, I'm overflowing with many things, so

there's no reason to stick to the handsome boy's strategy, don't
you think?"

"Aren't you changing your strategy too quickly just because

you failed once?"

"Failed? The handsome boy hasn't even started yet."

"..."

"The more strategies, the better."

Isidor muttered seriously, rubbing his slim chin.

The relaxed look that was always on his face had already
disappeared.

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"A social club...

As I walked through the academy campus, I looked
disdainfully at the posters with presentations and promotions
of social clubs.

There was another obstacle here.

The reason I was so worried was that social clubs, unlike

university clubs, are not the type you can choose based on
your preferences.

Pangea Academy existed for friendship and not for

academics, and on that key note, social clubs were formed and
developed.

As their social debut approached and they were of age to

advance in every sphere, they began to nibble at social clubs.

Since, depending on the club you belong to, the outcome of

your social activities will change, joining a prestigious social
club was the desire of all aristocrats.

Since the club's level was determined by its members, nobles

mobilized all kinds of connections to join a club led by a
member of the royal family or a high-ranking aristocrat.
For reference, in the original work, Deborah joins a social
club called Omicron.

Omicron is a long-established club that has been around since

the academy was founded, and it is also the one Mia will join
in the near future.

"It was the epicenter of disaster."

In the club, there was a division between the male group,

Fraternity, and the female group, Sorority; and Deborah
received a violent reaction for persistently harassing and
excluding the heroine from Omicron's Sorority.

Let's avoid this.

I quickly made a decision. I didn't want to join Omicron, and I

didn't want to get involved with the heroine either.

But is there any club I can join other than that?

Omicron is a club where families and lineages were highly

valued, so it was relatively easy for Deborah to join. On the
other hand, in the case of Epsilon, Tau, and Stigma, which
had a reputation comparable to Omicron, one's skills,
personality, and reputation were also important criteria for
selecting members.

"Deborah's abilities, personality, and reputation were the

worst, so it would be difficult to join all three."

Of course, in addition to the 4 main social clubs representing

the academy, there were other quiet clubs. However, as a
direct descendant of Seymour, joining a club led by someone
from a family with lower status than mine doesn't seem good
at all.

If I joined a crappy club, Duke Seymour would treat me as a

disgrace to the family.

It was lucky that they could only curse me.

If you belonged to a bad club, the biggest problem was being

ignored unknowingly in the social world.

It's okay if they fear me, but I don't want to be ignored.

As my position in society weakens, Belreck's plan to send me

far away to the western border strengthens.
"Ah. My head hurts."

Deciding unusual things in the novel gave me headaches, so I

pressed my temples.

The problem was whether there was a social club other than
Omicron that would accept me, and my current situation was
also the same.

"What do you mean I'm a magic specialist who doesn't know

how to handle mana?"

It was ridiculous, so I laughed.

Deborah was from the Seymour family, so her longing and

fantasy about magic were unusually great.

She insisted on magic studies as her specialty.

According to the rules, those who couldn't handle mana

couldn't take magic-related subjects. However, I had a great
supporter named the Lord of the Mage Association.
In addition to that, Duke Seymour's twin brother, Marquess
Bert, was the dean of the academy, so Deborah could
parachute into the Department of Magic.

"This was almost like a state-of-the-art hang glider..."

(N/T: The author refers to how easily Deborah was able to

enter the magic department through connections).

There were many complaints about the ridiculous favor, and

often there were people who couldn't hide their unpleasant
feelings towards Deborah.

"I'm different from people like you."

Whenever Deborah felt ignored, she would get angry and

throw the expensive mana stone as she pleased.

That wasn't all. She even slapped magicians from low-ranking

families.

Deborah's bad reputation was everywhere, but the students of

the Department of Magic probably hated her the most.

I don't want to go.

My steps going to the magic laboratory became increasingly
heavy.

As I crossed the campus, in front of the fountain where the

clock tower was located, I saw a man surrounded by people.

"Isi... What was it?"

He was so handsome and tall that he immediately stood out,

even from a distance.

A squid-fishing boat?

Because the man was right in the center, all the men and
women around him looked like squids.

I don't know if it was just my feeling, but it seemed like the

eyes of the ladies passing by were glued to his face.

"That person is Sir Isidor."

Right. Isidor.
"He's much handsomer than the rumors."

"I think there's a halo behind him."

Praises for his looks could be heard everywhere. Of course, I

could genuinely relate to that.

"Today's style is perfect. I'll give you 10 out of 10 points."

I don't think there's anything that doesn't go well with that

face, but the uniform is really something else.

The last time I saw him, he looked innocent because he was

wearing a white shirt, but today he looked sexy because he
was wearing a black frock coat that emphasized his broad
shoulders and narrow waist.

The pomade hairstyle made his forehead and features stand

out even more, and, in addition to the uniform, emphasized
his sensuality even more.

I congratulate you a lot.

The overall setting of the novel was gloomy, but the visual
appeal alone was astonishing.

Internally, I gave him a thumbs-up, but I bit my tongue as

soon as I made eye contact with Isidor.

"Don't tell me, I wasn't caught looking stunned at him, right?"

While scolding myself for being infinitely weak to his

beautiful face, the young women around me were randomly
hitting each other's arms and making a big fuss.

"Oh. Did he just see me?"

"He smiled at me."

So, he didn't make eye contact with me. I almost

misunderstood.

"Lady Deborah!"

However, while I felt relieved, Isidor called me out precisely.

Everyone around him turned their heads towards me with
confused expressions.

I felt embarrassed as well.

"Why does he keep talking to me?"

CHAPTER 21

While everyone around was confused, Isidor easily made his

way through the crowd and walked towards me.

His legs were so long that the distance between the two of us
quickly closed.

"Where are you going?" Isidor asked in a friendly tone, with

his tender eyes curved like a half-moon.

"What will you do if you know?" I replied hastily, avoiding

looking at Isidor's ruthless face. Because I lowered my voice
while my throat was tense, it sounded like I was threatening
him.

"I would like to ask you to accompany me for tea if you're

free."

"It looks like there are plenty of people over there to have tea
with you."

I nodded my chin towards the crowd of people. They couldn't

approach because they were afraid of me, but they were
looking in this direction and whispering among themselves.
"You don't have to worry about other people," Isidor
whispered, tilting his face slightly forward. A soft, numbing,
and deep voice resonated in my eardrums.

This is totally a fox.

"Do I look like someone who cares about others? Are you
clumsy, or are you pretending to be?"

As I tried to control my confused mind, I made a sharp

comment.

"Haha!"

Suddenly, he laughed as if it were so interesting.

What?

This isn't that kind of situation, is it? Some dull development

as if I were the first woman to treat him with such coldness.

"I'm busy."

I turned around, pushing the absurd illusion out of my mind.

"That's unfortunate. I wanted to talk to you about the social
club."

Social club?

Isidor's unexpected suggestion sounded quite tempting to me.

If it's a club affiliated with the Visconti family, it definitely

wouldn't be a bad place for me to join.

In addition to that, given the fact that Isidor's character was

not represented in the novel, it was clear that he wasn't
affiliated with Omicron.

But why didn't Isidor appear in the novel?

Even if you only look at his face for a moment, you know he's
the male lead character.

In any case, I have no information about Isidor because he

wasn't one of Mia's targets.
I don't know what he's up to. I'll have to ask the Master to
gather information about Isidor Visconti.

I hesitated, with my back to Isidor, and then turned my head.

I couldn't understand his intentions for approaching me, but I

also couldn't approve of his proposal for the social club.

"I have to go to class now. Let's talk later."

After giving a vague response, I quickly moved towards the

Magic Education Center.

The Magic Education Center was damp and exuded a gloomy

energy.

I felt uncomfortable, like when I forced mana into my body.

I had no choice but to realize once again that Deborah's body

was not compatible with mana.

"Without skill, there is no response other than money."

Realizing once again the need for gold coins, I walked down a
hallway lined with luminous mana stones.

Today's class is Magical Formula Theory.

I couldn't handle mana, so I had no choice but to make up for

it with theoretical subjects.

In reality, you can't use it if you only master the theory, so I

don't know the difference between that and trying to clap with
one hand.

As I entered the classroom while clicking my tongue, eyes

filled with terror were fixed on my face as the chaotic
atmosphere calmed down.

Thinking that it seemed like I was getting used to that kind of

gaze, I sat in a suitable place.

I felt relieved and calm, as it seemed I was doing a good job

pretending to be a wicked woman.

A few moments later.

A man in a black robe approached the auditorium with a
haggard face, accompanied by his assistant.

An expression of weariness, dark circles under his eyes from

lack of sleep, and even a slightly hunched posture.

I squinted my eyes at the unfamiliar déjà vu.

"Why does the wizard look like an engineering student...?"

Now that I think about it, I haven't seen Belreck for a while
since he was trapped within the Mage Association.

When I secretly asked a maid, she said there was an issue with
the production of the artifacts he had been working hard on.

When I ran into him in the hallway last week, he quickly flew
past me as if he didn't want to discuss it; was it because he
was too tired?

"A mage's work is nothing less than a 3D job in the

Engineering Department."

Suddenly, I began to wonder if not being able to handle mana

was a blessing.
Bam!

I was lost in doubt when the wizard's assistant pulled out a

stack of brochures and placed them on the table immediately.

The wizard nodded slightly toward the brochures.

"What you see here is the formula you must learn this quarter.
If you don't have the will to study on your own or lack logical
thinking, it will be difficult to move forward."

The wizard spoke in an angry tone.

His stern intimidation drew eager looks from the students.

"Ugh."

Since I had only known docile private tutors, I felt dejected

when I met a strict professor. I felt like I was back in my
previous life.

"We will simply do a simple test and finish it for today. After
solving the question, you can submit it and leave."
The wizard, who put no effort into the lesson, quickly left the
classroom, leaving only the assistant behind.

"A formula test all of a sudden..."

I had classes on magic circles during the holidays, and there

was hardly any information left in Deborah's fragmented
memories about magic formulas, which she hated the most.

"I won't be able to solve it anyway, so I'll waste some time

and leave."

What a waste of time.

I don't know why I'm here in the first place when I can't even
sense mana.

"Honestly, I want to quit."

However, in the past, Deborah said she had to enter the

Department of Magic and insisted on it, so if I suddenly
changed my words, the Duke would say I didn't understand.
"How can I escape?"

As I pondered a safe way to escape, the assistant began

writing a quiz on the blackboard, with the chalk crackling.

"Hm?"

I looked at the question written on the board, and it seemed

like I could solve it, so I picked up the pen.

After writing the answer, I was the first to submit the answer
sheet and left.

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"Why does this answer sheet only have the correct answer
written without any intermediate steps?"

"This is Princess Deborah's answer sheet."

Upon the assistant's explanation, Kyle, the magic formulas

professor, furrowed his brow and clicked his tongue.
"She threatened another student and copied the answer.
Anyway, it's just as rumored. How did such a pathetic human
come from Seymour?"

If the twin heirs of Seymour frustrated the mages with their

monstrous talent, Princess Deborah raised the serious question
of how she was related to the elite twins.

"It's annoying."

Kyle tossed his answer sheet on the ground and grumbled in a

gruff tone.

He was hesitant to call her out to scold her since she was the
beloved daughter of the Mage Association's Lord, fearing that
he might draw fire himself.

However, pretending not to know would raise equity issues,

and his authority as a professor might be damaged, so he
didn't like it.

He nervously scratched his head.

"Should I call her and say something? Tell her she can't cheat.
Damn it. I'm not a babysitter, and I'm swamped with work. Do
I have to teach her these basic things?"
"But... Princess Deborah was the first to write the answer, so
if you point out that she cheated based on that, she won't have
anything to say."

"Really?"

"Yes. No matter how quickly she solves the formula, it's a

problem that takes fifteen minutes, but she finished it in just
five."

"Ah, I see. She guessed it, and it happened to be correct by

chance. Princess Deborah is incredibly lucky."

"I know, right?"

"Ah, it's not just luck. She has a pretty face. She looks strong,
so she's not my type."

"I don't like that style either."

"She's going to marry into a good family for her own good, so
why did she come here when she doesn't even know how to
handle mana? Some people are really eager to enter the magic
lab and make mana circles and memorize formulas."
Kyle muttered irritably and kicked the princess's answer sheet.

---------------------------

As soon as I arrived home, I called my assistant and told him

to prepare to go to the annex library.

I wondered if I had understood and solved the formula

correctly.

It's quite large. But it's so small compared to the university

library.

The library managed by the Seymour family only existed very

vaguely in Deborah's memory.

It was a part where she was seeing how many books she could
stack.

When I appeared in the library, the eyes of the man who

guarded the place widened.

He seemed to think my appearance was unexpected.

"Princess Deborah, is there any book you're looking for?" the
man asked, suspicious.

He didn't seem too uncomfortable with me compared to other

servants, so perhaps his position within the family wasn't very
low.

Well, being a librarian means having a higher education.

Perhaps he's the son of a powerful vassal.

"I'll look around first."

The man sighed briefly at my response, glancing at the high

heels I was wearing. His expression resembled that of
someone dealing with an immature child.

"To save the princess trouble, I'd like to say that this library
mainly consists of books on the history of the Empire and
books on magic, and it doesn't include the romantic novels
that are popular among women."

Why is this idiot talking like that?

CHAPTER 22

If it were my past self, even if I had heard something

offensive, I would have let it go with a smile.

I used to think that living peacefully without problems was a

good thing.

But not now, now that I have risen from the dead.

Those who say that holding back brings good fortune are
lying. If I held back, it would only give me constipation.

"...That's really disappointing."

I replied, looking him directly in the eyes.

The man's face, which had shown triumph with an "That's

right," seemed to harden at my following words.

"I can't believe a librarian is such a narrow-minded person. I

feel like my father has given a demanding job to a petty
person who only has stubbornness in their mind."
"W-What do you mean by narrow-minded? Your words are
harsh."

I quickly retorted to the man, who began to stammer as if my

counterattack was unexpected.

"How can I not say you're narrow-minded when it seems like

you take pride in the fact that the library doesn't have books in
a wide range of areas?"

"It has many excellent books, so is there any reason for it to

have third-rate novels that are of no help?"

"Is it a third-rate assessment that you made yourself without

even reading them?"

"It's obvious even if you don't read them!"

"I guess you don't think that your attitude of not checking the
content of a book properly, belittling someone's creation, and
judging it as third-rate is in no way a narrow-minded attitude.
Your attitude of not admitting your own narrow-mindedness
to the end is also very narrow."
I kept using the word "narrow-minded," provoking the man's
self-respect, and reached for the library's accounting book that
was on his desk before he found words to refute.

"It's very disappointing that you offered to guide me through

the library when you've been managing it so poorly."

Having worked part-time in a library during the holidays, I

secretly clicked my tongue as I looked at the classification
system here.

Since books are valuable and the quantity is considerably less

compared to modern times, the book management system
didn't seem that sophisticated either.

"What kind of book are you looking for? If it's not a third-rate
publication, I'll find it right away."

He still couldn't admit his mistakes and was stubborn.

Isn't there anyone informed in the Seymour household? It

really makes people feel bad.

"A book with third-class magic formulae. Can you find it

without taking a single step?"
He hesitated, not expecting me to ask for such a specific book.

Judging by the library's classification system, he could

probably take you directly to where the magic formulas are,
but finding a third-class book without wandering around
wasn't reasonable.

There's no book search function here.

"If you let this body take even a single step carelessly... You
know how I am, right?"

I pretended to cross my throat with my thumb.

-----------------------

The librarian kept his head down in the face of my threat,

saying he was sorry. But I didn't even consider letting this
pass kindly.

Maybe I've been too soft with the servants all this time.
I can't believe there's someone who can be rude to a princess
like her, no matter how powerful a vassal they are.

After memorizing his name and face, I went to the upper floor
of the library.

"Mmm..."

As the librarian had said, this library mainly consisted of

magic books.

As I looked through the shelves, I was able to find a book

related to mana formulas.

"Introduction to Mana Formulas."

"What's this? It's really thick. I don't even want to open it."

Why can't I be free from studying even though I was reborn?

"Even though I'm a spoon made of diamonds, I'm in a

situation where I still have to earn money."

Feeling a bit down, I reluctantly opened the book cover.

"This book is dedicated to my dear Danae."

"Who is Danae?"

I tilted my head and turned to the next page.

"My colleague Rikurgos and I disagree with the opinion that

the flow of mana is extremely irregular and fragmented.
Mana, as refined as a river, as light as the wind, and as hard as
the ground, not only shows a high degree of complexity but
also a completely different level of complexity.

There are countless criteria by which regularity can be

understood, all of which exist for countless practical
purposes... (...)"

Leafing through the thick book, I clicked my tongue softly.

"...It's very long."

The lengthy preface, spanning 20 pages, explains in detail

when and by whom mana formulas were created and why they
were created.
Formulas began to be developed seriously long before the
establishment of the Azutean Empire, dating back to the
Tegean Empire.

It was through mana formulas that the archmage, who rose to

the highest level among ancient magicians, organized
regularity in some way to be able to practically use the mana
distributed in nature.

"I finally found it."

As I looked at the theory book covering the application of

three-circle formulas, I smiled in satisfaction.

Because I got the correct answer to the problem the professor

gave us.

"Anyway, I'm amazed. Area of effect magic is a geometric

progression."

In this world, it was explained that geometric sequences are

mana management skills that expand the range of magical
effect.
You could say it's a wide area skill that annihilates beginners
in a game.

However, even without that kind of knowledge, discovering

the regularity of numbers was a piece of cake for me, an
engineering student.

"The more I look at it, the more it stimulates my curiosity as

an engineering student."

The magic to turn mana into a spherical shape is a formula

that calculates the circumference of a circle, so I stifled a
laugh.

"There was a reason the magician seemed like an engineering

student."

Magic formulas were not very different from mathematics, so

while flipping through the book with an interesting mood, I
found something strange and frowned.

There was no basic formula for calculating the sum of

geometric sequences.

"Why isn't the formula in this book?"

I flipped through the book with a doubtful feeling, in case
there was any commentary in the back, and raised my head to
the sound of approaching footsteps.

Tap, tap.

Along with the sound of regular steps, I could see a small

figure with shiny silver hair through the gaps between the
bookshelves.

It was Enrique Seymour, the youngest of the family.

The sunlight streaming in through the large window

illuminated Enrique's chubby, rosy cheeks.

Looking at the shiny baby hair on his cheeks, I tightly closed

my mouth.

Isn't it completely copper (Cu) and tellurium (Te)?

ADORABLE.

It's much cuter with bangs down.

If Enrique were to appear on a family entertainment program,
he would probably get thousands of commercials in an instant
with that icy cuteness.

If you put Enrique on photocards and sell them, they'll sell out
in a second. Why? Because I'd collect them by type.

Enrique, who was rolling his big eyes from side to side, bit his
tiny lips with a very serious face and then suddenly stretched
out his arms and started hopping like a rabbit.

Perhaps the book he wanted was in a place he couldn't reach.

"Ah. I'm dizzy."

I was dizzy from his overwhelming cuteness.

To be honest, I was more vulnerable to cute creatures than

handsome men.

In particular, dogs, cats, and children were my Achilles' heel.

Seeing the neighborhood cats gather around me to get some

food every time I passed by the alley, it seems that maybe
they also realized that I was an easy target.
I want to help him.

It's been a while since I decided to be strong.

But he's so cute.

The boy's silver hair kept swaying every time he jumped, so I

touched my forehead.

As I went through a fierce internal conflict, Enrique barely

managed to get his fingers to the end of the book, letting out a
groan.

"That's admirable, Enrique. You can do it."

However, because the book was so stuck, Enrique couldn't get

it out this time.

Unfortunately, Enrique's silver eyebrows arched and his small

round shoulders slumped.

"Enough, I give up."

In the end, I succumbed to Enrique's cuteness. It was
inevitable. He's so cute; I'm the devil if I don't help him.

"Here."

I approached the boy who was jumping without thinking, took

out the book, and handed it to him gracefully, pretending
indifference.

"Oh my God. I'm going crazy."

When I suddenly saw a round head below my field of vision, I

couldn't help but bite into the tender flesh inside my mouth.

Enrique was startled by my sudden appearance and took a step

back.

Amazement shone through the boy's silver eyes as he faced

me.

No wonder, he's in the library with Deborah.

I agreed that he's like a combination of soybean paste soup
and macarons.

"Sister?"

"The book you wanted."

Enrique's eyes soon calmed down, with coldness.

I felt like sighing at his alert appearance.

"Were you looking at me?"

The boy responded quite fiercely.

"Yes, because you're cute."

I wondered if it was necessary to scare even a child, so I

answered honestly.

Enrique was young and didn't really have a presence in the

family.
He's a child in a position that doesn't particularly affect my
reputation, so maybe I can do whatever I want? That's what I
thought.

"The conclusion is that you're cute, so it can't be helped. How

can I beat a cute thing?"

"...What?"

"You're cute. Like a white rabbit."

Enrique blinked slowly for a moment, an absurd expression

on his face.

As if he belatedly understood what I was saying, his ears

gradually turned red.

"D-Don't make fun of me! My father and my brothers are tall,

so I'll be tall soon too."

I said he was cute because he's cute, but unintentionally hurt

his feelings, and Enrique got angry.

Anyway, he just looked cute, like a kitten.

"That's right, you'll be tall."

I suppressed a laugh and carefully patted his round head.

CHAPTER 23

"You're going too far!"

But perhaps Enrique took the head pats as something

ridiculous, as even his neck turned red, and he vigorously
shook his head from side to side.

When I hastily removed my hand, the boy, panting with sharp

eyes, suddenly ran toward the exit.

"The book! You should take it!"

However, Enrique had already disappeared.

"He's super fast. Is he a squirrel?"

Feeling dejected, I returned the book to its empty spot.

I approached him with good intentions, but I didn't know he

would misinterpret my actions.

It was natural, considering Deborah and Enrique's

relationship, but I couldn't help but feel bitter.
"It was the opposite of my intentions."

Well, considering there's a duke who thinks forty million is

being considerate, Enrique is quite good.

"Ugh."

I'm living a new life after waking up from death, but I sighed
because it seemed like nothing was going as I wanted.

"Alright, let's see what we have here."

[Princess Deborah. Please come to pick up the last pastry you

ordered.]

As soon as I saw the note from the Master of Blanchia in the

dessert box, I headed out.

--------------------

Enrique, who had run out of the library after escaping from
Deborah, held his breath as he rubbed his burning cheeks.
"Because you're cute."

The boy's earlobe turned even redder as he remembered the

way his sister spoke, with a smile on her face.

Clearly, his older sister, who had a bad personality, must have
laughed at his body, which was growing slower than his peers.

However, her eyes that gently curved like a half-moon and her
soft voice unsettled Enrique.

The warm hands that carefully stroked his hair were also one
of the things that bothered him.

His heart kept beating.

"Calm down!"

Enrique, confused by his sister's strange expression and

behavior, slapped himself on both cheeks to regain control.
Enrique reminded himself several times that even though she
is as elegant and beautiful as a rose on the outside, she is as
vicious as a snake on the inside.

Moreover, there was no way she would pat him on the head
because he's cute.

Because he's a child born after taking his mother's life.

Suddenly, his body lost strength. Whenever he remembered

that his birthday was the anniversary of his mother's death, he
felt himself sinking into endless anxiety.

"After the Lady's death, the Duke has been working non-stop.
It's a pity. So, Young Master, you must behave prudently. So
that the Duke doesn't hate you..."

And at the same time, the whispers of his nanny remained in

his ears.

Enrique walked around the mansion with a gloomy expression

as far as his feet could take him, then stopped in front of a
flowerbed under construction.

The flowerbed, which had always had the same shape due to
conservation magic, had suddenly disappeared one day.
"What was my father thinking? I know it was the flowerbed
my mother loved the most."

Every time he saw a rose that was preserved in its entirety, he

felt a heavy weight on his mind.

Enrique, who had been watching the workers digging the soil
with shovels and planting new seedlings on top for a long
time, entered the separate annex because his legs started to
hurt.

The nanny, who had been pacing in front of Enrique's room

with an anxious expression, rushed toward him.

"Young Master. It's time for your lesson, so where on earth

have you been?"

"...In the library."

"I've told you several times not to lose track of time.

Fortunately, the tutor is waiting for you. I have the textbook.
Go quickly."

Enrique's silver eyes sank darkly.

His sweaty hands curled, and the boy bit his pale lips.

-------------------------

"Welcome, Princess Deborah."

When I arrived at Maisond, a woman who seemed to be the

shop owner came to greet me immediately.

She couldn't hide the fear that still lingered on her face.

Probably because I overturned the table in front of the terrace

and broke the furniture.

"I received a message from the Master that the Princess would
come to pick up the cake."

"Lead the way."

The woman entered a secret passage behind the store where

various products were stacked.
Like Diana, Maisond also had a magic circle with spatial
magic where you could instantly meet with the Master.

"Were spatial magic circles this common?"

"Princess, if you come this way, we can travel immediately."

"Wait. How many kg can this teleportation magic circle

handle?"

A "Why are you asking?" question flashed across the woman's

face.

"I've seen five adults move at once, but I'm not sure about the
maximum number of people it can move."

"I see."

I felt sorry, but since asking the Master of Blanchia costs

money, I tried to satisfy my curiosity for free through her.

"But five people means it can move at least 250 kg at once."

While thinking it wasn't a bad number, the magic circle and
mana stones started emitting a bright light.

"Master, Princess Deborah has arrived."

A valuable guest has arrived.

When the commanding voice sounded in the hallway, tension

suddenly increased.

Don't be discouraged.

When I entered the office with a cold expression, I was

surprised by the bright golden mass that hurried over.

The identity of that mass was Cookie.

Cookie, approaching, circled around the side where the catnip

bag was, then swept the back of my hand with its rough
tongue.

As I stroked its fluffy jaw, it purred and squinted its eyes like
a fox.
"Cookie. Come here."

The Master of Blanchia said with a rough voice.

But Cookie still stayed by my side, letting out a whimper.

In the original work, it was an animal that created a warlike

atmosphere by roaring violently every time the Master
showed signs of distress. As expected, the power of drugs is
great.

"Ah, what's wrong? For now, sit."

Sighing softly, the Master moved the chair that was far away
with magic.

As soon as I sat down, Cookie rolled its golden eyes from side
to side, then secretly sat down near me.

Then it put its head on my lap.

The Master let out a small sigh, as if he had given up.

"Ah."
As he sighed, Cookie alternately looked between the Master
and me, pricking its ears.

It seemed fierce, as if it were going to bite its owner, but it

was cute to see how it now cared about its owner's feelings.

I laughed too, unconsciously.

"Isn't Cookie adorable?"

I quickly adjusted my expression and changed the subject.

"Ahem! Well, I heard that the request for the magic bag is
complete."

"Gets straight to the point. No mercy."

Perhaps because I caused trouble in his shop, his tone of

reproach was uncomfortable.

"That's unexpected, you already knew I'm this kind of person.

If you handle information, you must have heard rumors about
me."
"Yes. I've heard them well..."

It was a bit vague, which was unusual for him. Perhaps

something was bothering him.

As I looked into his glassy eyes, I felt uneasy.

"But are we in some kind of relationship to talk like this?"

When I turned the topic around, the Master shrugged.

"That kind of relationship, we can make it from now on."

"Why should I do that?"

"If we're in that kind of relationship, you get something like a

discount."

"You, who are a hardcore businessman, will give me a

discount? That's just empty talk now."

The Master chuckled briefly.

"I didn't expect you to have any discernment at all. Well, we
can improve our relationship as time goes on, so let's get
straight to the point."

He handed me the secret bottom bag I had requested.

At first glance, it looked like a normal bag, but when I untied

the cord and opened it, the inside was as dark as a wolf's
mouth, as if it had been stained with ink.

I began to put things I had brought inside to test the bag's

functionality.

"It's truly amazing."

It sucked in the items inside, like a black hole.

I was distracted, looking around the bag when suddenly the

man extended his hand to me.

"Princess."

"What?"
"Give me your hand."

What's with this sudden situation?

"I'm not a dog, why should I give you my hand? That's

insolent."

"If the princess wants to summon objects again in case of loss,

she needs to specify the coordinates on her hand."

"Ah."

"Did you think I was treating you like a dog? Technically

speaking, the princess... is more like a cat."

He took my hand while saying something absurd.

I felt the touch of his cold leather glove on my hand, and

immediately, a pale light flowed from his.

"His hand is huge. My ideal type is a man with long fingers

who can play the piano well."

Eh. But why am I thinking like this?

Honestly, this situation is strange enough to make me feel
uncomfortable. To other people, it would seem like we're
holding hands on a date.

"For how long should we do this? It's taking quite a while."

At my question, he immediately withdrew his hand.

"...done."

The complex patterns on my palm slowly disappeared, like

snow touching the ground.

"If you want to summon something, you have to recite the

spell."

He wrote down the spell and handed it to me.

As soon as I saw the spell written on the note, I swore never

to lose anything again.
"When you want to take something out of the bag, reach your
hand into it. You can't use your eyes to pick things, so it's
easier to put only gold coins in it."

"I see."

He continued to talk about my requests.

"And not taking the pink diamond to the academy was a rather
good decision."

"Eh...?"

"Perhaps because they wondered what kind of jewel the

princess hid, it seems to have piqued the curiosity of the
aristocrats."

I just didn't want to provoke Philap, but it seems the Master

thought I was trying to increase the value of the pink
diamond.

"Was that your intention?"

"Hmph! Well, of course."

He caught me, but I managed to maintain my expression and
pretend I was fine.

"If you want to increase the value and reputation of that

diamond even more, hide it as you are doing now and bet on it
at a decisive moment."

"When will the decisive moment be?"

"It will be good next month when the spring festival is held.
You'll have the chance to turn it into gold coins."

He moved his finger with a faint smile. Shortly after, a teapot

and two teacups of tea flew over and gently landed on the
office table.

"Shall I add sugar?"

The Master asked as he poured fragrant tea into a teacup.

"Just one."
He added it to my tea and put three teaspoons of sugar in his
teacup.

It seemed he liked sweets. When all the sugar dissolved, the

conversation began as he enjoyed the steaming tea.

"So, let's hear today's request."

"How can you be so sure that I'm going to make a request?"

"If you had no business, you would have gone home

immediately with the bag."

Is it just me, or does he seem in a bad mood?

"That's right. As he said, I have a request. There is one more

person I would like to know about."

"Who is it?"

"Isidor Visconti."
CHAPTER 24

The Master fell silent at my request and set down the empty
teacup he was holding.

I felt nervous and swallowed hard at his unusual reaction.

Slowly, he began to speak, with a serious look.

"... How much do you want to know about that man?"

"How much can you tell me?"

He thought for a moment while pressing his fingers.

It seems to be quite difficult, as he is a prince from one of the

most prestigious families.

He can't refuse. He's already investigating Louis Gargell...

I took a sip of tea, giving up halfway.

After thinking for a while, he slowly opened his mouth.

"I think it's possible to know his height and weight. Even the
size of his foot if you want..."

"Eh?"

"The more sensitive areas are a bit... Of course, it's not that I
lack confidence."

As he continued, I almost spat out the tea I was drinking.

Of course, there are likely young ladies all over the academy
who want to know Isidor's foot size, shoulder width, and thigh
circumference, but I'm not an obsessive fan who digs up
sensitive personal information like that.

"Who do you think I am?! I don't want any of that, you must
have heard something about his secret reputation behind the
scenes or a rumor."

"Something like that..."

The Master's eyes trembled like those of a doll. It seemed he

was surprised by his mistaken assumption.
He sees me as a fan of Isidor. I'm surprised too.

"Reputation and rumors... That's what you meant."

"That man. There seems to be something suspicious about

him, so investigate him."

As there seemed to be landmines everywhere that didn't

appear in the original work, I intended to find out about Isidor
in advance.

"... To see that face and suspect..."

He had been muttering something since before.

"What did you say?"

"He said he accepts your request to investigate if Isidor

Visconti is a suspicious person."

He replied in a rough voice and poured tea into the empty cup.
This time, he added 5 teaspoons of sugar. It seemed he quite
liked sweets.

He stirred the teaspoon vigorously with a cold expression

while looking at me with his mineral-like eyes.

"Princess. Have you finished with your business?"

"No. I like the scent of this tea, so I'm thinking of drinking it

all."

"The tea costs 1 gold."

"What? That's too expensive, especially when there's no

dessert."

"I'm a person of high quality."

It's just whimsical. While unconsciously looking at the

Master, who seemed resentful, I quickly started a
conversation.

"By the way, do you sell this tea at Maisond?"

I asked him, giving him a pearl necklace.

"It's an expensive tea."

Seeming a bit annoyed, he grasped it in his black gloved hand,

as if he didn't want to accept it. I put the necklace in my bag,
feeling lucky.

"That's strange. It says in the novel that the Master charges a

fee for each question."

"It's tea time now, so I have no intentions of working."

Ah, he didn't want to be asked.

"That's unfortunate. I was thinking of making a good proposal

during tea time."

"If you tell me how you tamed my Cookie, I'll listen."

"Alright, I'll talk, so listen to me. It's a deal that won't cause
you any losses."

"Well, you're quite stubborn."

"Is it just now that you realize I'm this type of person?"

It's so convenient to possess a character like this.

Even if I speak ill of someone or act condescending, everyone

will say it was just Deborah being Deborah.

I took a piece of paper from my pocket and placed it

stubbornly on the table.

"What do you think?"

He took a sip of tea indifferently, and then, as if he were

interested, began to examine the drawing on the paper with
his arms crossed.

"This. What is this? A woman...?"

Correct.

What I drew was an iconic purple logo with a woman.

It's my coffee brand.

I drew it occasionally whenever classes at the academy got

boring. This body was born with such skill that I could do it
with the vibe of a professionally designed logo that I had seen
in my previous life.

"It's a schematic and elegant image. It's also unique. Did you
draw it yourself?"

He started showing a bit of interest, as if it were surprising

that I knew how to draw.

"Yes, I drew it. I'm thinking of running a dessert business with

this logo."

It was fortunate that I didn't have to explain in the slightest

detail what a brand logo was, as the concept of a "seal"
existed here.

"Why do dessert shops need logos? To make it feel grand?"

"It's necessary for people to remember it. I plan to keep

expanding branches with this purple logo to a second shop, a
third shop, and even a 100th shop. I'll set up a shop outside
the Empire, and even on an island. Just looking at the purple
color will make people from the Empire instinctively think of
this logo."

"How is it possible to endlessly expand branches? There must

be a limit to the labor and money you have. Even the Emperor
can't do that."

My eyes lit up as soon as the Master took the bait.

"I don't have to use my own labor. I can lease the company
name to other people."

"Lease the company name?"

His eyes widened in shock.

"That's right. It will be very easy, as long as the main store is

successful. I'll offer a second store, with the same menu and
interior as the main café, to those who want to reduce
competition. In return, they'll pay me a fee for renting the
name and for providing technical knowledge."

"... That's an amazing idea."

To my surprise, after the "tax haven," the Master seemed to
immediately grasp the concept of "franchising."

The speed at which he nodded was phenomenal. Maybe I'm a

modern capitalist, but he isn't.

Hiding my disgust, I continued.

"For your information, if you have more branches, you can

reduce the cost price of raw materials, such as flour and tea
leaves, by buying in bulk."

"It's a way of doing business where the more businesses you

get, the more profitable it is for the person providing the trade
name."

"That's right. But if you expand stores too recklessly, it won't

be good."

"No wonder. If commercial districts overlap, I'll harm myself.

It would also be difficult to maintain quality. But, princess."

"Hmm?"
"Why are you sharing this unique way of expanding branches
with me?"

It's extremely clever.

"Form a partnership with me."

I picked up the paper with the purple logo.

"Invest in this."

Opening a café was my dream in my previous life, and as a

caffeine addict, I couldn't afford to lose my Iced Americano
either.

"Being in business and working in areas that interest you is

good for mental health."

In addition to that, I researched café business three times as a

group project during the liberal arts class related to marketing.

Back then, I didn't have money to start a business, so I

wondered why I was researching, but I'm using it in this life.
"Please teach me your business knowledge. Things like
workforce management, recipes, and raw material
acquisition."

Since I don't have practical experience, partnering with him,

who runs several stores, could reduce trial and error. Plus, it
could save time.

For your information, I have many ideas to make a dessert

shop successful. Renting the company name idea is only a
very small part of it.

A small part...

Plus, I'm going to put my creativity into this.

I looked directly at him, intrigued.

What do you think? Are you interested in my business?

I thought he would be concerned for a moment, but the Master

gave a positive response immediately.

That day, we wrote a partnership agreement.

And so, my coffee business, which will color the entire
Azutea Empire purple, took its small first step.

"The more you think about it, the brighter it is. Selling a
business name instead of a product..."

Princess Deborah may not have experience in opening a real

store, but she had a unique perspective on money.

One could say she's a supposed genius. There's no way she

would dare to reject the investment request she suggested.

"She's really attractive."

As I looked at the purple seal she had left behind, Miguel,

who had been hiding in the background throughout the
request, suddenly appeared.

He had a terribly haggard expression.

Because he had spent all his energy trying to hold back

laughter.
The moment the princess asked to investigate Prince Isidor, he
even squeezed his thighs to hold back the laughter.

"I've experienced my limits. I almost got caught."

He never expected that a surprise rival called "contain

laughter" would appear while hiding in the shadows.

"I can't believe I found my lost laughter. I mean, she's quite

nice."

As he raised his judgment of Princess Deborah a bit, Miguel

opened his mouth with delicate eyes.

—Prince, you received a really difficult request. The Prince

should personally accept this request.

Is this a funny situation?

How is that possible? Princess Deborah is also very

inconsiderate. How can she request a background check on
the successor of the great Visconti family? She really fears
nothing.

You seem less fearful...

Miguel quickly changed the subject when he saw Isidor
snapping his large hand.

B-By the way, you had the chance to extort her greatly for the
request fee; why didn't you ask for an appropriate price?

I've received enough for the request.

Isidor picked up the logo drawn by the princess.

What does this logo with a woman mean? It's cool, but...

Wealth.

I have no idea what the Prince is up to these days.

...Ahem.

Isidor looked at Miguel, who didn't understand the business

expansion proposed by the princess, and clicked his tongue to
himself.
"That's a fact."

Like Miguel, most aristocrats ignored the law called money

and thought that business activities were beneath nobility.

Princess Deborah was a unique case. She must have grown up

in an aristocratic environment more than anyone else, but last
time it was an illegal secret fund, and this time it was a
partnership proposal.

"I have no idea what's going on in Princess's head."

Instead of easing his curiosity about Princess Deborah a little,

he hasn't been able to get close to her so far because she's very
cautious.

Isidor banged the table and opened his mouth with a serious
expression.

Miguel.

Yes, Prince.

What kind of style do you think Princess Deborah was more

interested in?
She always passed by indifferently, but when the Prince put
on the black frock coat, it seemed like she stared at it for a
second.

Then she likes masculine style.

Isidor muttered with a serious expression.

I should press on with that.

But there's something I haven't tried yet. Take a look.

Suddenly, Isidor took off the black frock coat and the bracelet
and took something out of the drawer.
CHAPTER 25

Miguel. Give me your honest opinion on this style. I'll take it

humbly.

Saying whether the style looks good or not is something I

wanted to do with my future wife.

Miguel, who has been single since birth, mechanically

applauded, leaving his sadness behind.

It's very elegant. It's artistic from head to toe.

That's a fact. The face is the finishing touch.

... That's right.

I have to ask the boutique to bring this style of clothing too.

In the midst of all this, Isidor was making a lot of money

through a boutique in the Horun district.

All the clothes he wore were made in a boutique called

Kallos, which is managed by Blanchia, and recently, Kallos
has been so busy that it has been working full-time for half a
year.

Because nobles who were interested in being stylish had been

secretly copying Isidor's fashion.

Sir Miguel. Do you happen to know where the boutique that

made the vest Sir Isidor is wearing is?

Other gentlemen used to ask Miguel, Isidor's closest assistant,

where the clothes came from, and he, who Isidor had
previously asked, indiscreetly revealed information about the
boutique.

In the end, the name Kallos spread through social circles in

less than half a day.

It seemed that other famous boutiques were hastily producing

designs similar to the clothing Isidor wore, but Kallos was
already on a different level.

It gained the title of the place frequented by the most popular

men in the empire.
They couldn't sell because they didn't have the white silk tie
that Isidor wore on his shirt to emphasize his feeling of
innocence, or the leather gloves.

However, Isidor couldn't be completely happy with the

success of his business, as if he had obtained it purely by luck.

Because despite his best efforts with his beauty, Princess

Deborah didn't even look at him properly.

"A second..."

On the other hand, seeing Isidor with a deeply apprehensive

expression, Miguel couldn't help but feel both annoyance and
admiration at the same time.

With just a slight change in his outfit, Isidor emitted a

mythical vibe.

With his hand on his chin, once again admiring the logo
drawn by Princess Deborah, Isidor moved his lips slightly as
if reciting a poem.

... Now that I think about it, she draws very well.
What?

She must have worked hard with those little hands...

Isidor shook his head and unconsciously squeezed and opened

his gloved hand.

He had remembered taking her hand to specify the

coordinates for the magical space bag.

Remembering the small, white hand intertwined with his own,

he felt warmth in his neck.

Prince. Are you...?

Miguel frowned as he saw his lord's neck turning red while

holding Princess Deborah's drawing.

While Miguel beat around the bush, Isidor slightly raised his
eyebrows.

What's going on?

Are you feeling hot?

That's right. I think I'm feeling hot, as you said...

As expected! This spring is much warmer than last year. I also

thought I was covered while in the shadows. I think I need
lighter clothes... Ahem. It's nothing.

Slyly, Miguel rubbed his palms together and looked at Isidor's

expression. The truth was that he also had his eye on an outfit
that had appeared in Kallos. Miguel didn't want to be left
behind in fashion either.

Go to Kallos and try it on. If you tell them my name, they'll

make you an outfit right away.

Yes. Thank you!

Since you're my right-hand man, I'll give you a special

discount of 1 silver, so it will be 19 gold and 99 silver.

Thank you...

Without knowing if his words were sincere or not, Miguel's

gratitude didn't last long.
Grrr...

When silence fell between the two, Cookie, who had been
constantly watching the entrance where Princess Deborah had
left, suddenly growled fiercely.

The withdrawal phenomenon has begun.

Isidor hurried to calm Cookie, who was acting like a teenager

once again.

Cookie. Are you angry because I didn't play with you? When
we get home, I'll give you your favorite snack.

Speaking in a sweet and gentle voice, he removed his gloves

and clumsily stroked Cookie's back several times.

Cookie's alert ears drooped slightly. Feeling the soft texture of

the beast's fur, he suddenly felt a vague curiosity.

If he were to remove his gloves, how would it feel to hold

Princess Deborah's hand?
However, the curiosity that remained weakly in his chest
disappeared like snow as soon as he returned home.

Upon arriving at the house, where a golden column with an

embossed dragon displayed its dignity, Isidor walked
expressionlessly.

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It seems there are many men at the academy who wear round
glasses, is it because of him?

I shook my head as I watched Isidor, surrounded by people

again today.

Appearing with an academic style that exuded an intellectual

aura, he caused a great commotion at the academy.

"Glasses are totally a woman's preference. Belreck was

originally the master in this area."

A somewhat neatly combed hairstyle that naturally rolled

down his forehead, a navy blue vest that emphasized his
narrow waist, and golden-framed glasses that seemed to
match his blond hair maximized his elegance.
How many points to become his fan? He's a professional idol
himself.

"... However, I'll give this look 9 out of 10 points. Sorry."

I turned around, feeling sad.

I can't believe he's making round glasses popular.

In an instant, I felt dizzy as if I had returned to the campus of

the Engineering Faculty in Hell Joseon, so I had no choice but
to deduct a point.

"Tsk, you have to choose the frame shape of glasses according

to your face shape, but they're all wearing round glasses with
golden frames..."

Whenever I encountered young people who poorly copied

Isidor's intellectual style, I frowned with a sense of suspicion.

"...But aren't they following him too openly?"

In this academy, there are too many imitators who have no
ethical morality and mimic the fashion that others put on with
great effort as they please.

It seemed to me that he hated overlapping styles, and Isidor's

constant change of clothing and hairstyle seemed only
counterproductive.

Surely, he will get tired since everything he does spreads like

a trend.

"It's a sin to be too handsome. Anyway, there was a fashion

icon in the novel too."

Suddenly, I remembered a celebrity who was hitting the

jackpot just by wearing clothes.

The clothing and sneakers worn by the celebrity sold out in

less than a second each time.

"If I sponsor Isidor, it will be a great success."

By deceiving me about using him as a model and making a lot

of money, it took me a while to realize that I was lost.
The landscape of the place where I stood alone was clearly
different from the splendidly landscaped main building of the
academy or the Magic building, which had a gloomy and
quiet atmosphere.

"Seeing that I have no memories of this place, this is not the

Spirits building."

Since Deborah often lurked around the Spirits building trying

to bump into Philap in some way, I concluded that this was a
training ground for knights or for learning theology.

"I still don't know where I am, so why am I thinking this?"

I looked around and entered the narrow path that stretched

between the dense trees.

But no matter how much I walked, the path showed no signs

of ending.

As someone with no sense of direction, I felt very confused.

If only I had a reliable maid, this wouldn't have happened.

"Why doesn't Deborah have a single person as her right-
hand?"

Usually, you are given at least one reliable maid as essential,

right?

But there wasn't one.

In fact, daughters of high-ranking noble families like me don't

usually wander around freely.

Although there were plenty of young people who wandered

alone, daughters of high-ranking families hired trustworthy
young aristocrats as maids.

Because you can make a lot of profit by becoming the maid of

a high-ranking noble, there were also many women who
wanted to become Deborah's maid in the early days of her
admission to the academy.

Not long after that, however, they all cried and begged to
leave, saying they couldn't stand Deborah's personality.

"In the meantime, the maid was replaced more than 13 times.
Among them, at least 9 women had severe abdominal pain of
unknown causes and stress-induced hair loss."
In the end, there were only 2 applicants this year.
Two people without whom it's better.

Melli Mayans and Aisha Doche.

I felt a chill as soon as the Duke Seymour's assistant showed

me the names of the people who had applied for the maid
position.

They were the villains who tormented the heroine along with
Deborah.

The reason I got goosebumps was because of the attitude they

showed in the original work when Deborah was tried for
blasphemy.

The two maids pretended to be victims of Deborah's bullying

and covered up their misdeeds.

"No wonder, next to shit, there are likely to be flies."

But I'm not the real Deborah, am I crazy enough to carry a

bunch of flies with me?
So, I made it clear several times at the beginning of the
semester that I would go to the academy alone.

However, going alone like this is not as easy as I thought.

I needed someone to guide me since I have no sense of

direction, and to tell me the rumors that spread around me and
all sorts of useful information.

"How can I get someone who can keep secrets and be

competent?"

As I felt deeply worried, I leaned my tired body against a tree

and turned my head, happy to hear a rustling in the distance.

I'll have to threaten them to guide me to the back of the

academy where the carriage is.

Walking bravely toward the place where the sound came from
while having evil thoughts, I returned quietly as soon as I saw
the pink hair.

Damn it.
I can't believe I ran into the number one person I want to
avoid.

"Ahhhh!"

I tried to sneak away and pretend I didn't see her, but Mia
Binoche tripped and let out a loud scream that couldn't be
ignored.

"Oh..."

She groaned as she sat down, looking at me pitifully, her big

eyes filled with tears.

"... Miss. I'm sorry, but can you help me? I can't stand up."
CHAPTER 26

Although Mia has a divine power so pure that they call her the
embodiment of a saint, she was an unfortunate character who
couldn't be healed.

She helps others but can't help herself. Do I help her or not?

I quickly came to the conclusion that, in a situation where we

were already face to face, it would be better to help her than to
ignore her.

There's nothing good about displeasing the heroine.

So, when I reluctantly approached her.

"Miss Mia!"

In that ambiguous moment, Philap came running without

stopping, and I stiffened like a stone, my hand extended.

No, wait a moment.

This makes it seem like I pushed her down!

"Mr. Philap."

Lifting Mia like a princess, Philap looked at me furiously as if

I were a bully.

"I was wondering what you were doing because you were so
quiet, but you were doing this kind of thing behind my back."

As he shouted fiercely, my hands and feet suddenly grew

cold, and my heart beat strongly.

The reactions imprinted on Deborah's body were more intense

than usual, and my mind went blank.

Philap looked at me sternly and snorted.

"That's right. There's no excuse for this. No matter how

obsessed you are with me, I can't believe you pushed Miss
Mia out of sight of everyone. You're a coward."

At this point, I really thought that our kind-hearted heroine

would explain it, but she only said, "Mr. Philap," in a
disheartened voice.
Are you trying to stop him or encourage him?

Perhaps due to the heroine's lack of tact, I regained my senses

for a moment. I quickly pointed at Mia with my finger.

"She tripped on the root of a tree and fell. I was trying to help
her get up. Don't misunderstand me. Hey, you, isn't what I'm
saying correct?"

"Yes..."

Mia's eyelashes trembled gently, and her complexion grew

paler. Somehow it felt like I was coercing her response.

"Are you telling me to believe you? Lady Mia, you don't need
to take this woman's side just because you're scared."

God, isn't there a VAR here? Call the referee! Referee!

"Deborah, don't you know that you've been constantly

harassing the women who admire me? If you're going to lie,
say something plausible."
Philap hit me with a sharp energy as if he were dealing with
enemy forces.

I felt suffocated by the pressure.

However, I didn't want to appear weak, so I clenched my fists

as tight as I could and spoke up.

"I've already told you twice that I'm not lying. Are you so
stupid that I have to say it a hundred times for you to
understand?"

My words made the blood rush to his face.

I faced him fiercely, my eyes wide open.

"Deborah, I suppose it seems that you think the successor of

the Montes family, chosen by the Spirit of Water and Fire, is
quite easy to quickly understand and let go after catching
them doing bad things. Apologize to Miss Mia."

As the energy he released grew stronger, it felt like my body

was being crushed.
It seemed like I was going to fall to my knees in
embarrassment, but I gritted my teeth and faced him.

"Apologize."

"Why should I apologize for something I didn't do?"

Right now!

So, as I stood my ground.

The intangible pressure disappeared, and my vision was filled
with a large figure.

That's enough.

The sunlight filtering through the leaves gleamed on the man's

beautiful blond hair.

I looked at the unexpected man and squinted my eyes.

... Isidor Visconti?

I can't believe you're suppressing a lady using force. I didn't

know you were such a cruel person.
Isidor, who effortlessly took off his round, gold-framed
glasses and tucked them away in his pocket, completely
shielded me from view with his back.

It was only when Philap's murderous gaze subsided that I was

able to slowly catch my breath.

Stay out of this, Isidor.

Philap's voice lowered like a beast. The sound of clenched

teeth was also audible.

You, if you keep doing this, you'll break all your molars. If
you don't want to eat porridge when you're older, why don't
you calm down?

Step aside while I'm still being kind!

I won't move even if you're not being kind.

Why are you suddenly interrupting and making me angrier?

It's none of your business.
—There's no "gentleman" who sees someone trying to
overpower a lady with force and just walks on by.

Philap hesitated when Isidor mentioned chivalry, the most

important virtue for aristocratic men.

How much did you see?

From the moment you cunningly boasted of being chosen by

both the spirits of water and fire.

Don't distort my words!

Why are you angry? I thought you were trying to be funny.

You son of a...

Philap erupted in anger and summoned the Spirit of Fire.

Even behind Isidor, who acted as a shield, I could feel a

burning heat on my skin.

Seeing that you're trying to use your power, I think I won with
my words.
Isidor spoke in a soft voice like someone on a picnic, but he
tensed his back muscles like a beast about to pounce, slowly
drawing the sword hanging from his waist.

Immediately, there was tension between the two, as if the

strings were pulled taut.

Sir. P-Philap, please...

The tension, which had continued anxiously, was weakly cut

by Mia's voice.

Perhaps because the fire emitted by the spirit was too much,
she shook Philap's arm as if pleading, dissuading him.

Whoo.

Philap continued, breathing slowly as if he were suppressing

his anger.

This is really frustrating. Isidor, you. You're siding with

Deborah, who pretends to be a lady you're supposed to
protect, but isn't she a lady who torments weak young girls
behind the scenes? I absolutely must demand an apology.
Isidor shrugged and spoke.

The person you're talking about is keeping quiet, so I don't

know why you're making such a fuss. You, pink-haired one.
Did Princess Deborah do something to you that she should
apologize for?

N-no...

I'm glad to hear that. Still, you should know your place.

What are you talking about...!

If a woman from an unknown family dares to coerce

Seymour, who is close to my family, into kneeling and
apologizing, then she doesn't know her place. Don't you
think?

Upon hearing his words, Mia Binoche's face turned pale.

On the other hand, Isidor displayed the pride that only a high-
ranking aristocrat could have and contained a disdainful
laugh.
First of all, I can't believe he's using social power to say that
apologizing to Mia Binoche is nonsense.

I'm learning some valuable things.

Huh? But I didn't do anything to apologize for.

Isidor!

Although Philap shouted so loudly that my eardrums hurt, the

man in front of me didn't even flinch.

—Now that everyone knows my name is Isidor, why don't

you stop bothering me? If you have nothing to say, don't force
yourself anymore and let us go our separate ways. Aren't you
worried about your princess's knees?

Philap's expression wrinkled even further when Isidor

gestured with his chin towards Mia's bloodstained dress.

Gasping, he reluctantly turned around and lifted Mia into his

arms.
Isidor, today you'll regret turning your back on me.

Hm. You talk as if we were ever face to face.

You're a damn chatterbox!

I have a lot to say, so I guess I'll never shut up.

In the face of Isidor's endless banter, Philap screeched like a

fire-breathing dinosaur.

After kicking a tree several times and venting his anger, he

walked away with large strides.

He has a lot of energy.

Isidor, who made a brief comment while looking at the base

of the tree, turned his head in my direction.

Are you okay?

... I'm fine.

Nothing bad happened. It's ridiculous that the situation itself
has become so serious.

It seems like I started a catfight.

When, in reality, he did everything himself.

You look pale.

Because my face is as white as white jade even if I don't apply

anything... Oh!

I pretended it wasn't a big deal, but as soon as I took a step,

my long model-like legs betrayed their owner's will and I
staggered like a newborn giraffe.

It seemed like my legs had lost their strength due to the

murderous look Philap was giving me.

You're a terrible liar.

Isidor grabbed my arm and saved me from falling to the

ground.
I think you should go back for now and recover. I'll help you
get to the carriage.

His mood was quite different from when he was dealing with
Philap.

Certainly, he felt light, but now there was a hint of coldness.

Does he look a bit angry...?

Does his face look so cold when he doesn't smile?

Unless you plan on crawling to the carriage, don't be so

stubborn.

I hesitated for a moment, overwhelmed, and finally leaned on

Isidor's strong body.

Surprisingly, he supported me very carefully, as if I were

made of glass.

... Why are you helping me?

I asked, looking at his face, which seemed to have been
intricately carved by a master craftsman.

Isidor, who happened to witness it, is a man who was always

surrounded by people.

It doesn't seem like he's unaware of all the rumors about me,
so I don't know why he simply took my side.

Let's say it's because of chivalry.

...

What the princess described as being meddlesome.

CHAPTER 27

Why is he so meddlesome?

Isidor shortened his steps to match my pace, returning the

words I had said to him in the first place.

As we passed through a deserted and quiet side street and

reached the spot where the carriage was, behind the main
building, a servant who was sitting in a corner doing
something else hurried over to me.

The servant tried to help me steady myself, but Isidor,

naturally, passed him by and carried me to the carriage door.

When his body, which held me firmly, was withdrawn, the

fresh scent that lingered at the tip of my nose also faded away.

Feeling empty for no apparent reason, my body suddenly

floated, and my bottom gently landed on the carriage seat.

He lifted my body at his discretion and seated me in the

carriage.

—Get home safely.

Isidor held onto the carriage door and said calmly, as if
nothing had happened.

Where do knights learn to lift someone who lets their guard

down?

As my heart pounded, I opened my mouth.

I owe you.

Princess Deborah, only give thanks in a situation like this.

He joked, stretching his pretty lips.

... Thank you, Sir Isidor.

I said slowly as I looked into his eyes, curved like a crescent

moon.

To be honest, if Isidor hadn't been meddlesome, no,

chivalrous, I would have embarrassingly collapsed in front of
Philap and Mia.
...

However, he, whom I thought would laugh it off, looked at

me with a strange expression. I felt uncomfortable looking
into his wide-open emerald eyes.

Huh? Right now, I guess I wasn't too wicked.

Y-you must be surprised to hear me thank you. It's extremely

rare, like a bean sprouting in the middle of a drought. Because
I'm definitely not the type of person who easily gives thanks.

I added an explanation that didn't sound like gibberish.

It's an honor. Please go now and rest.

Isidor, laughing absurdly, closed the carriage door and

suddenly opened it again. I shivered as he stretched his
beautiful face inside the carriage.

What, what is it?

Oh, it would be nice if the princess had better taste in men.

Bam!

The carriage door closed without hesitation.

The carriage began to move slowly, and I failed to realize how

stunned I was because I thought I had just heard some
nonsense.

... Ah!

I grabbed my hair tightly as I was slow to be hit by reality.

If Philap were my type, he wouldn't have overwhelmed me

like that.

I don't want such a hot-tempered type of guy.

I'm not even the only one who dislikes him. Philap has always
been at the bottom of the popularity vote among the girls.

Why does Deborah have different preferences in men from

mine and make me suffer like this?
Why is her crap my problem?

I trembled with resentment and kicked the air high all night.

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Meanwhile, Deborah wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep

that day.

Thank you, Sir Isidor.

Isidor, unknowingly, closed his eyes at the voice that lingered

in his ears.

Her voice, which contained his name for the first time, had a
sweetness to it somewhere.

Recalling her eyes, curved like a cat's and as red as rubies, the
strange feeling in his stomach grew stronger.

As they had only met in the dim office of Blanchia, those red
eyes looked even more vivid.
Isidor, who was constantly tossing and turning in bed as he
unconsciously recalled that moment, suddenly frowned.

Lady Deborah's pure love for Sir Philap has a very long
history.

It was because Miguel's words came to mind.

What do you mean by pure love? She simply has bad taste in
men.

Honestly, I'm more handsome.

In the end, Isidor couldn't fall asleep and got up from bed,
heading to the training room with his sword.

"Damn it."

Philap couldn't sleep either and was also killing time in the
training room.

When he remembered the situation where Isidor easily

defeated him using his words, he jumped up from his sleep.
That's not all.

Why the hell did that damn idiot intervene? She stubbornly
insisted that it wasn't, but it was obviously Deborah's fault.

I've already told you twice that I'm not lying. Are you so
stupid that I have to say it a hundred times for you to
understand?

What was that dry and cold look coming from someone who
had been around him for almost 6 years?

As if he was surely wrong about something.

"Are you trying to get my attention in a new way now? Well, I

appreciate your honesty."

He was so in a bad mood and felt so annoyed that he could

even forget about Mia for a moment.

Philap walked out of the training room, panting.

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I heard that Mr. Philap carried the injured Lady Mia like a
princess. Did you hear?

I saw it myself. But, what the hell happened?

What do you think? It must have been because of Princess

Deborah. It can't be denied that she's been quiet this year. Sir
Philap must be tired.

Philap, crossing the academy campus while carrying Mia,

who had a knee injury, like a princess, was a hot topic among
the aristocrats.

Lately, there hasn't been much fun in the social world.

And Madame Ophelia, quite satisfied with the situation,

praised Mia.

For a light to shine even brighter, it needs a moderate amount

of darkness around it. If there's a good main character, of
course, there must also be a villain. That's why you shine
more, Miss Mia.
As she looked at Mia's bloodied knees, she said as if reciting a
poem.

Mia looked out the window, saying nothing. White flowers

were already in full bloom on the bare branch where only one
flower had pitifully blossomed.

As expected, the impact is different with Seymour. It's much

better in terms of conversation topics than walking in dirty
places and using divine powers in a thousand things.

When the crimson liquid that Ophelia had seeped into Mia's
knee, the wound began to turn black.

Always keep in mind that nobles are very interested in gossip

like this, Miss Mia.

Instead of responding, Mia laughed timidly.

Anyway, Lady Deborah's harassment will get worse from now

on.

I'm not so sure.

Ophelia said that Deborah Seymour, blinded by jealousy,
would do all sorts of terrible things and make Mia a hot topic
in the social world.

So, Mia had prepared herself to anticipate severe harassment.

However, contrary to Madame's expectations, that woman had

been too quiet.

In the end, she had to separate from Philap for a while and fall
right in front of her to get her attention, putting on a show that
wasn't even entertaining.

What if that woman doesn't bother me? She's been quiet for a
while.

Ophelia laughed heartily at Mia's question.

Hoho, that can't be! She's a woman who has been obsessed
with Sir Philap for 6 years. I'm sure she holds a deep grudge
against Miss Mia. She must have been planning something,
that's why she's been so quiet.

Mia pursed her lips and nodded.

Madame Ophelia's words have never been wrong.

She was better informed than anyone.

She knew every important figure in the social world well.

A good performance will be prepared soon. The only option

for Lady Deborah, who has no capability, dignity, reputation,
or anything, is to join Omicron, which values one's lineage.

Ah.

Since Sir Philap feels indebted for not successfully bidding

for the pink diamond, he will actively recommend Miss Mia
to join Omicron.

It means she'll be in constant contact with Deborah Seymour.

Mia immediately understood what Ophelia meant.

I understand what you're saying.

Social clubs are important, but above all, you must receive the
most attention during the upcoming spring festival and be the
"Flower of the Year."

The wound that had turned black slowly disappeared.

Ophelia spoke, pouring the crimson liquid from the glass

bottle onto the wound on the other knee.

Then... For the remaining time, you must focus on increasing

the purity of your divine power. Miss Mia.

Ouch!

Ophelia inflicted a deep wound on Mia's white calf with a

knife.

As the crimson liquid, flowing like blood, seeped into the

deep wound, Mia's blue eyes blinked deeply with a black
gleam.
CHAPTER 28

Recently, my ears were itching because of the young women

who spoke in whispers when they saw me.

It's good that my reputation can't get any worse, but every
time I remembered that they misunderstood me for doing
something like that because "I like Philap," it made me a little
angry.

Even if I wanted to clarify, there is no lady who would listen

to my story, and even I didn't believe that "Deborah" was
trying to help Mia, who fell on her own.

I thought it would be fine if I avoided the heroine, but I didn't

expect these damn situations to hit me as a silent villain.

"But... it's a bit strange."

The more I thought about it, the more the situation itself felt
unnatural, so I scratched my arm.

Did Mia Binoche really not know me?

Mia saw me on the first day of the academy, during a politics
class, and I'm someone who is hard to forget because of my
unusual purple hair and fierce appearance.

It's unlikely that Philap hasn't told Mia about the violent and
dangerous purple-haired woman.

Even if Philap didn't say anything, it was strange that there

wasn't a single person around her who didn't warn her about
me.

Walls have ears, so she should know how terrifying I am.

I was a little skeptical that Mia would dare to ask for my help
when Philap was around.

Hm.

But if Mia knows me... I don't know why she took such a risk
and acted like that.

In the original novel, Mia walked alone on a thorny path

thanks to Deborah's harsh burden, but now that she's having
an easy time, she's trying to get back on that path.
If it's not a flowery path, I was letting her walk on a plain...
But I still feel like she's deliberately trying to provoke me.

Why?

Is it because she needs a villain, as in the original story?

However, another question arises.

Why does she need a villain?

Ah, it seems like I'm getting ahead of myself... I'm writing a

novel on my own.

Why did the writer spend the whole year doing this?

It's better to enter a novel that's already completely finished.

After formulating hypotheses and speculating about some

things, I contained my ambiguous feelings and went out for
some fresh air.

When you have a headache and your life is tough, you will
surely escape from reality.
The place I headed to was the flower garden that Duke
Seymour had just renovated.

To be honest, I really liked this flower garden.

And I really liked flowers in my previous life.

Memories of the past that have already passed and cannot be

undone are not so important.

However, I still vividly remember when I was a child, silently

listening to the sound of the wind with my eyes closed in the
flower garden and slowly breathing in the fresh scent.

"Seeing flowers makes me feel better. It's amazing."

Buried among the fully blooming flowers, my feelings were

gently calmed, like someone whispering affectionately.

I was able to rid myself of worries as I walked through the

flower garden planted with all kinds of flowers.

"The weather is nice."

The wind carrying the fragrance of the flowers gently
caressed my cheeks. A bee flew and hovered around me
menacingly, but I now liked the flower garden much more
than the rose garden, which looked like a collection of
mourning flowers.

"What's happening?"

As I watched the daisies swaying gently in the direction of the

wind, I slowly turned towards the dignified voice I heard
behind me.

"... Father."

Looking at Duke Seymour's face and calling him "father" was

something I had grown accustomed to now.

Because he's the only person in this desolate world who

comes looking for me.

Duke Seymour began to search for me in earnest on his estate

ten days ago.
He sent an aide to call me to his office and then brought me to
the front of the flower garden, where construction had just
been completed.

"Look. Isn't it much more wonderful than a diamond?"

He said with an enthusiastic voice.

"Yes."

I agreed with him, secretly embarrassed.

"He's my financier, I have to look good."

Well, they weren't empty words either.

Due to the marigolds in full bloom, the flower garden looked

magnificent as if it had been dusted with gold from the
beginning.

"I hired several botanists to bring valuable plants and seeds

from various countries. Needless to say, the splendor and
beauty of planting different varieties are immeasurable. When
I looked around earlier, it was as radiant as if they had
brought a rainbow to the garden."
As I listened to Duke Seymour's continuous boasting, I
managed to suppress a laugh that was about to burst out.

Perhaps he had kept my words in his mind all this time when
he said, "A colorless and odorless flower garden is no
different from a diamond."

"He has a slight resentment and is a bit narrow-minded..."

Duke Seymour, who seemed difficult all the time, felt

particularly human that day, so I was able to dispel my
discomfort and continue the conversation naturally.

"I only saw the entrance to the flower garden, but I can
imagine the scale. It must be more majestic and beautiful than
the imperial garden."

"Ahem! Such words can lead to misunderstandings, so it

would be better not to say that outside. Of course, you can do
so in front of me."

When he warned me about my careless words, the corners of

his mouth twitched.
He seemed to feel better when I congratulated the ambitiously
decorated flower garden by comparing it to the "imperial
garden."

"Can I take a look inside?"

"If I were thinking of blocking your entry, why would I bring

you here? Feel free to enjoy it."

I was excited because I like to see flowers, and I

unconsciously smiled as I tilted my head slightly to express
my gratitude.

It wasn't a forced smile that I made to look good.

It was a smile that came out without my knowledge because I

felt happy after a long time.

Leaving behind Duke Seymour, who coughed with a suddenly

reddened face, I entered the garden with anticipation.

"I wonder if he's silently asking for more compliments? He

also has a small childish side."
I paused every five steps and talked to myself, saying that it
was fantastic, beautiful, that I felt like I was on a rainbow hill,
and so on.

About 50% of it was sincere, and about 50% was mixed with
flattery.

"I want to stay in a house like this 5-star hotel for a long
time."

"It's been a long time; aren't you hungry?"

As if he were satisfied with my compliments, Duke Seymour

hinted that he would like to eat together that day.

We've reached the point where we can eat naturally without

the Duchess's cards!

I accepted his food request without hesitation.

"Deborah. It seems like you've been eating a lot these days."

"... Pardon?"
"I heard from the chamberlain that you hardly leave any
food."

As I chewed on a plate of well-roasted beef, I almost spit the

meat out of my mouth at Duke Seymour's sharp comment.

"Now that I think about it, Deborah didn't gain weight and
frequently controlled her weight."

I didn't know that even the amount of food I ate would reach
his ears.

When the pace of my fork slowed slightly due to the impact,

Duke Seymour clicked his tongue lightly.

"It means you look good because you're eating well. Looking
at you, even I have an appetite."

He called the attendant to bring two more plates of beef.

According to Deborah's memories, Duke Seymour was a

workaholic who didn't pay much attention to his meals, and
whenever there was a family gathering, he ate with a cold
expression.
However, that day, the Duke, who ate a large amount of food,
was satisfied, and he even savored the cake served for dessert
with a feline-like expression.

"No way, did his appetite grow because of my cooking?"

My guess must have been correct.

From that day on, Duke Seymour often called me to eat.

Then, he watched me contentedly as I ate like a mukbang

YouTuber.

Of course, I lived up to his expectations.

Just a couple of days ago, we were walking in the garden,

about to have dinner together.

That's why calling him "Father" has naturally become a habit.

CHAPTER 29

Your complexion doesn't look so good.

Duke Seymour, who was playing with a daisy, looked at me

and said with a frank expression.

It's really shocking that two people have already pointed out
that I don't look so good these days.

Philap, you little bastard. How dare you hurt my precious skin
that has no imperfections or pores?

This is the face I value the most. So, my irritation towards

Philap grew.

Duke Seymour frowned when he saw my stiff face.

"If it's because of the Montes' son, then consider your dignity,
Deborah. You are the only princess of Seymour. I can't
believe you've done something so childish that not even a
child would do. Why are you acting like this when even a
small thing is going to be gossiped about?"

Perhaps what happened at the Academy reached Duke

Seymour's ears as he spoke to me with an angry look.
"Oh my God! I didn't know how much time and energy I had
spent trying to make a good impression, but it was seen
negatively."

I felt something bubbling inside me as if it were boiling.

I opened my mouth, facing the Duke's cold eyes.

"No, it's because of that stupid Montes guy who doesn't

understand my words."

"What?"

"It's hard to believe my words because of what I've done in

the meantime, but time is different from the past, and there's
no witness who actually saw me harass that lady."

"..."

"Because I didn't harass her. It's just a rumor derived from the
scene where Philap Montes was carrying the injured lady all
over the campus."
"Certainly, the rumor only focused on the behavior of Montes'
son..."

The Duke began to suspect at the same time he was convinced

by my words.

It was quite extraordinary for a guy like Philap to walk around

campus while carrying the damsel in distress in his arms.

So it tended to get relatively buried.

Like a dark background that beautifully illuminated those two

who were in love?

"Well, if you had an accident where Montes' successor

showed up with a woman in his arms, I'm sure you would
have hit him immediately."

"Because she's a one-dimensional evil woman, so they

persuaded her to return to being the villain like this."

For some reason, Duke Seymour seemed to want to believe

my words, so I quickly pointed to the daisy, thinking it was a
relief.
"It's just that I didn't look good because I was worried and
upset about this flower. I mean, it's a flower garden that my
father decorated himself."

Duke Seymour narrowed his eyes at my words.

"I can't believe you're worried about flowers. That's a bit

unexpected."

"It's exactly as I said. As you can see, only the daisy leaves
are wilting."

At my words, he leaned in to inspect the daisies.

"... now that you've mentioned it, I think it clearly looks like
it."

"I don't blame you. Daisies simply can't thrive in this soil."

"How do you know that?"

I pointed to the blue hydrangea flower, displaying its bright

colors in the distance.
"If hydrangeas are blue and not red, it means the soil is acidic.
Daisies don't do well in acidic soils."

As if my words had piqued his interest, curiosity gleamed

within Duke Seymour's cold eyes.

"So, Deborah. What will you do now with this daisy? Since
I'm concerned about the flowers planted that can't thrive in the
soil, are you going to remove everything and return it to
where it was? Meanwhile, the flowers will wither and die."

He wasn't a wizard with a strong natural sciences background,

so the Duke immediately asked me how to solve the problem.

As I intended, his curiosity was stimulated, so I triumphantly

distanced myself from the unpleasant topic of Philap.

"Father. Why do we have to remove the flower when the

problem is in the soil?"

He tilted his head when I asked him to respond.

"Perhaps you're going to touch the soil? As far as I know,

there's no magic that can change the nature of the soil so that
flowers can thrive."
"You don't need to use magic to do it."

This world tends to rely too much on mana and magic.

Mana is infinite, while magic is something more complete,

but it also interferes with problems that can be easily solved
by just observing a little and using your brain.

"So?"

"This problem can be solved simply by sprinkling charcoal in

the soil."

"Charcoal? How does that work?"

"We can neutralize the soil with charcoal. Charcoal has

alkaline properties, which are the opposite of acidity."

"As you said, it's definitely a much simpler way than magic."

He looked at me with a strange look as he rubbed his thin

mouth and shook his head slightly.
"But it's the first time I've heard that charcoal can neutralize
acidity. Deborah, how did you know that fact? Judging by the
fact that the daisies have been left unattended, I don't think
even the garden caretaker knows."

"... I discovered it by chance while looking at a book in the

library."

In my past life, during a science class.

It was a white lie, as it was actually knowledge I acquired in

my previous life as a student.

There's no possible way the Duke can find out unless he reads
all those books in the library to confirm the truth of my words.

"I see. So that's why you've been coming in and out of the
library recently. To take good care of the garden..."

Duke Seymour, who had a good judgment of my behavior,

suddenly coughed forcefully and shook his head.

"Hm. I really can't stop you. Do you really like this garden
that I worked hard to decorate?"
"... It's the garden that is more beautiful than jewels that my
father worked hard on. As a member of the Seymour family, I
also want to take care of this garden beautifully."

For some reason, I believe that I have only improved my

acting and improvisation skills after coming here. Am I
wrong?

"Honestly, I would have preferred it if you were more

interested in a field that would help your disastrous report
card instead of flowers, but it's still noteworthy."

"I'm also interested in the field that will help my grades."

Looking into Duke Seymour's deep-water eyes, I quickly cast

a fishing rod.

This is because I have something I wanted to check after

coming here.

"What is it?"
"Recently, not only have I been studying flowers while
coming in and out of the library, but I've also been studying
magic formulas."

"Aren't you doing something other than formulas?"

Duke Seymour's silver eyes reminded me of a blatant sense of

shame.

I think he's embarrassed and also at a loss for words.

"Wow, you're ignoring me."

Well, that's inevitable.

Deborah used to be dumbfounded even by the lowest

difficulty level of the most basic arithmetic equation.

However, I am a natural sciences student who could also

solve calculus.

"Hm, Deborah. First of all, it's important to try what you want
to do, so do your best. The process of trying is also significant
in life."
The Duke's voice murmured with a hint of regret.

His voice contained compassion for his daughter, who has the
lowest magical talent among all the direct descendants of
Seymour.

"...But by the way."

I said solemnly.

"What is it?"

"Why is everyone so slow at solving formulas? To be honest,

I thought they were scribbling."

"What do you mean?"

"It took me less than a minute to solve the problem, but the
other students clung to it for over five minutes. It's
frustrating."

Magic formula class.

Professor Kyle tries to show a strong commitment by giving a
class every day, but he simply repeated a similar type of
problem and left.

"Secondary mana reinforcement magic?"

He says the formula is to strengthen the destructive power of

the world of magic aggression, but in my opinion, this was
just an arithmetic progression.

On the first day, I left after solving it immediately because I

didn't want to waste time, but that day I was curious, so I
looked around and left.

"I discovered something interesting."

Everyone was solving it using the inefficient formula created

by Taega the Great Mage.

"Everyone was slow at solving formulas?"

The Duke showed a hint of interest.

"Yes. To give you an example, in the same case of a problem
where the amount of mana is obtained through wide-area
magic, everyone clung to their answer sheets for 10 minutes,
but I was able to solve it in 5 minutes."

"How can you get it in five minutes?"

I gave him a smile with a hint of remorse at the Duke's

question with a ridiculous expression.

Although I have to review the formula again, my guess was

correct when I saw Duke Seymour, the greatest mage in the
empire, react this way.

"Honestly, you don't even need five minutes. It's possible in

one minute."

"You really don't have a talent for joking, Deborah. Stop it."

"How would I dare to make this kind of joke? You can

confirm it if you have doubts. I'll show it right in front of your
eyes."

"Let's go back to the office."

Duke Seymour hurriedly took the lead in response to my
unusual atmosphere.

He seemed impatient when I asked for help to pose a wide-

area magic formula exercise and asked him carefully as I sat
at the table.

"Maybe, father, can you demonstrate first how to solve this

question?"

"Sure."

The Duke solved the wide-area magic formula using the

formula developed by the ancient Taega the Great Mage.

I couldn't understand if there hasn't been any formula

development since ancient times, or if we must solve it this
way to manage mana.

There's no way to check because I have no sensitivity to

mana.

"Father. Do we have to solve the formula this slow and

inefficient way?"
The Duke frowned as if caught off guard and embarrassed by
my question.
CHAPTER 30

This magic formula was founded by Simeon, the ancient Class

9 Grand Mage, and Rikargos the Silver Dragon. You are the
first and only person to have questioned this method.

"Ah."

Given the extraordinary authority of the founder, I didn't even

dare to touch this topic in the first place.

Moreover, Tegea was a time when magic was much more

prosperous and abundant than it is now, due to the high
density of mana in the atmosphere along with active
exchanges between tribes.

The magical artifacts produced in ancient times were now

traded at astronomical prices, and the mages of the Empire
believed and worshiped the mages of the Tegea era as their
gods.

That's why everyone had no choice but to be like stagnant

water.

"Father, let me solve it this time."

I solved the formula by calculating the total amount of mana
produced by wide-area magic in a geometric sequence... in
less than a minute.

The Duke, who had always maintained a cold expression, was

so surprised that he couldn't hide his astonishment.

"What did you do now? How did you solve this problem in
thirty seconds? It's not even a multiple-choice question, so
there's no way you can guess by looking at the numbers. The
odds of doing this make no sense..."

He said in an unintelligible manner.

"If you think I just got lucky by answering correctly, then you
can change the numbers."

As if he really didn't believe me, he gave me a few more

exercises, and I wrote down the answers immediately.

Duke Seymour, covering his forehead with his hands, put on a

crazed expression.

"How the hell did you do that? Even using common sense,
this makes no sense. If you knew how to handle mana, you
could definitely become a combat mage..."
"Hmm. Why?"

"You can greatly reduce the casting speed of wide-area magic.

Honestly, I've never met a person who is as precise as you and
has excellent speed at the same time."

Due to this conversation with the Duke, I learned that you can
use magic if you can simply answer equations without having
to solve them in such a crude way.

Furthermore, the speed of formula solving was associated

with the speed of magic casting.

"Darn it!"

If only I had mana sensitivity, then I could have used my

engineering career for good and become like the Class 6 mage
who married a mercenary.

Even if I didn't save 10 billion won, I could easily become a

mage.

Why can't I use magic, even though I am directly related to

the Seymour family?
I swallowed back tears as I kicked the ground in regret, and
soon folded up my sad heart.

As soon as I see a person dying in the cowardly weak fireball,

I will immediately cling to their heart and faint.

I might not be able to sleep for a lifetime due to guilt over the
fact of murder.

"However, it's a pity. If I could deal with mana, it would have

been good in many ways."

I was drowning in the bottomless abyss of bitterness when the

Duke shouted my name.

"Deborah."

"What?"

"You just described this formula as ineffective. A moment

ago, you said it's inefficient to use magic to save a withered
daisy."
"That's right."

"Just as you easily solved the problem using charcoal, it

seems there's an easier way to solve magical formulas. If we
stick to the current method, we'll never achieve the current
speed."

"You're right."

I was deeply impressed by Duke Seymour's sharp insight, who

was a great mage.

"As my father said, unlike the traditional way, if you use the
formula with the new form I developed, you'll be able to get
an answer much faster and more easily."

Of course, it's an achievement of the great mathematicians

from my previous life, but let's say I developed it since no one
in this world knows it except me.

"I wonder how it works."

As I looked into the Duke's eager-to-learn eyes, I grabbed a

quill and began to demonstrate how I solved it on a piece of
parchment.
"Ah! That's how..."

The Duke seemed stuck in constant amazement.

"What about this part?"

"It's simply a matter of substituting numbers. Like this."

Until the window showed that the evening sky was turning
red, I began giving math lessons to Duke Seymour out of
nowhere.

It wasn't so difficult for me, who had several private tutoring

jobs in my past life.

I felt the sudden gentle gaze of the Duke as I reached for

water to quench my thirst, so I looked up.

"Let's go out first and eat together today."

"Why?"
To be honest, the food served by the chefs employed by the
Seymour family was much more delicious than any restaurant
in the Yones district.

The last time I went out because I was on probation, but I

didn't understand why he would want to go out for a meal
when there was a chef, who could be a five-star hotel chef,
under our roof.

"Due to the sudden schedule, you couldn't rent out a whole

restaurant like last time."

However, the carriage unexpectedly stopped in front of the

largest jewelry store in the Yones district, instead of a
restaurant.

"Oh! Did you bring me here to go shopping?"

Look at the Duke's scale!

"Choose if there's something you like. I found that my

daughter resembles Seymour more and is cooler than anyone
else, so I want to give this as a gift."
The left head of the two-headed snake in the Seymour family
crest symbolizes vigorous intellectual curiosity and a new
paradigm.

From the Duke's perspective, I think he must have been very

impressed with the way I mentioned the formula that could
break the long-standing tradition in the magical world.

He said it in a chic tone as if he were trying to appear

indifferent, but a visible emotion that is hard to hide remained
in his eyes.

Good. He just found out that his daughter, who was criticized
for riding a hang glider* in the School of Magic, had a genius
talent that surpassed the great mage.

(*N/T: Remember this means entering through connections.)

"Thank you, Father."

When I entered the grand jewelry store, my heart felt

magnificent.

The word "father" came from the depths of my heart.

"No, this person is my father now."

"Deborah, don't take too long."

Unfortunately, he didn't like shopping as much as any other

father.

Listening to his subtle urge, I carefully looked at the jewels

that were neatly displayed in the glass showcase, with the
diamond dancing around, and pointed to the bracelet that
looked quite expensive.

I wanted it because I thought the large obsidian stone

embedded in the middle would go well with Deborah's purple
hair.

The shop owner, who was rubbing his hands like a fly and
was puzzled by the sudden appearance of a high-ranking
noble, quickly approached and reached into the glass
showcase.

But before he could pronounce the price, the Duke of

Seymour crossed his arms with an unpleasant look on his
face.

"You. How dare you ignore a Seymour?"

And he began to quarrel with the jeweler out of nowhere.

When the merchant saw the Duke's cold expression, which

seemed to be saying, "strike the neck of this insignificant
man," he hurriedly bowed several times and shook his head
with a pale face.

"I apologize, Your Excellency Duke Seymour. If there's any

inconvenience, we will correct it immediately."

"I thought this was a jewelry store that the royal family often
uses, but I'm very disappointed with your response."

I mean, what part are you not satisfied with?

Honestly, the service wasn't bad.

I listened to his shouts without understanding.

"Hmm, the merchant is so clumsy."

The Duke of Seymour snatched the obsidian bracelet from the
hands of the jewelry store owner and clicked his tongue
slightly.

"My daughter meant to say that she would buy the rest of the
jewelry, except for the cheap trinket in that showcase."

(Translator's Note: Haha, I love it.)

Oh, was that it?

The Duke confidently shouted out the potential needs that not
even the mastermind knew.

"Is there any way my daughter would only buy a bracelet? It's
more than pathetic. Isn't that right, Deborah?"

"That's right. I can't believe I have to tell them something so

obvious. They're so frustrating."

I was in a hurry to end the fight.

I think the fact that I really wanted everything except this one
seems right. When I saw that, it put me in a bad mood.
The owner and the jewelry store clerks, who had turned into
pathetic beings, began to take the rest of the jewelry out of the
showcase and wrap it, with faces that seemed unsure whether
to laugh or cry.

I underestimated the scale of this household again.

Last time, I asked for an investment of 40 million dollars and

I almost saw blood. Why do humans keep making the same
mistake?

"If there's another golden opportunity like this in the future,

I'll definitely multiply it by ten times."

I pondered several times over the minds of the high nobility

and looked at the jewelry boxes piled up like a mountain.

-------------------

After the frenzied shopping spree, when I returned after

dining at a restaurant, the total darkness of the night
enveloped the Seymour house.

"Wait."
The Duke of Seymour extended his hands elegantly.

"Come in."

"Rest, Father."

"Honestly, I don't think I can rest well today, as I'll be

studying the formulas you've designed..."

Duke Seymour himself was an exemplary scholar with strong

intellectual research.

Perhaps if the Duke had been in my previous world, he would

have become a science student like the unicorn in legend.

Because there's no real-life science student that handsome.

After bidding farewell to my father, as I walked down the

hallway leading to the annex, a black silhouette suddenly
appeared in the darkness in front of me, almost making me
faint.

It was Belreck.
"You're the only person in the entire Empire who would look
at their brother like a hawk."

"Hey! I'm surprised you just appeared out of nowhere."

The problem was that Deborah's facial features were so sharp

and fierce that it looked like she was looking at him that way
even though she was surprised.
CHAPTER 31

"What is it?"

When I met him after a long time, I felt a sense of rejection

imprinted on my body, so I didn't feel well.

"He's been quiet, but he's here looking for a fight again."

I looked at him with a fiercer expression.

"Deborah. Did I hear that you've been causing trouble again?"

"Hmm? Perhaps you're my stalker?"

"Why would I follow you? My ears can hear for themselves

every time you behave like this."

"You're not the heir of the family, and it's not important to you
what the princess does, so why would you listen?"

"How dare you, a mere princess, be equal to me when I'm the

successor?"
I replied, throwing his words back at him.

"It seems I'm someone willing to cause trouble at any time. I

heard that the artifact investigation has hit a rough patch. Do
you have time to talk to me like this?"

His expression wrinkled when I mentioned the artifact story.

"My research is none of your business."

"I don't want to bother you either. So please, go your own

way, or hurry up and tell me what you want."

"Fine, I'll tell you what you so desperately want to hear. It

seems you've had a special relationship with Father lately."

"You're right. My father always seeks me out."

"What's the reason?"

He asked as he wiped his glasses with a handkerchief.

His silver eyes glinted like a snake in the darkness.

"Do I need a special reason to meet with my father? He must
have called me because it's fun to spend time with me. My
brother is so busy that he doesn't even see his own nose. It's
hard to see other people's faces. Who would have thought I
have two brothers?"

After the ice was broken, time seemed to pass faster, and
during all this time, our family had never gathered for a meal,
so the house was quite dry.

"Although Rosad is in the midst of an operation to overthrow

the barbarians outside the eastern territories..."

Anyway, since the eldest son is absent due to the war, there
are more reasons not to gather.

"Ah!"

At my words, Belreck snorted.

"You have the ability to dodge the point like an eel. You've
been answering me a lot lately. You're bringing up the strange
idea of not getting married. You're making me angrier in a
different way."
"Thanks for the compliments."

I used to be an easy prey who couldn't say anything that the

other person wouldn't like, now I can't believe I'm angering a
sadistic person like Belreck.

Is it a long-term improvement?

"Alright, alright. Let's say our father suddenly felt lonely and
often spends a lot of time with you, as you said."

Belreck took a step closer with a sharp smile around his

mouth.

I clenched my fist tightly until my palms tingled, so as not to

step back.

"However, that's it. Don't get too conceited and fool around."

"What do you mean by that? I've also left your precious

scholar Patrick alone. Have I ever been as gentle as I have
been recently?"
"I heard you fired the son of the Stephan family!"

He opened his eyes wide and shouted.

Oh! Jamie Stephan.

That was the name of the librarian who was disrespectful and
whose narrow-minded words fell every time he opened his
mouth.

"Father, I would like to take disciplinary action against a

librarian named Jamie Stephan for speaking out of turn."

"Speaking out of turn?"

"Yes. I went to the library, and he told me to leave because

they don't handle romantic books here. It's a narrow-minded
comment that ignores a literary genre."

"He's talking nonsense. Impertinent boy."

It was hard to move forward; the other day, I asked my father

to discipline the librarian while eating.
But I didn't expect my father to fire him immediately.

Kya! That's why people should stay in line.

By the way, since Belreck is upset about this, Jamie Stephan

seems to be his vassal.

Now I understand the situation.

That guy from the library somehow crawled away as if

nothing had happened when he saw me looking at a third-rate
novel.

When I encountered him near the Duke's office, I remembered

the attitude of Belreck's vassal, who always greeted me.

There's no way a subordinate will respect me when the boss

ignores me with folded arms.

"The Stephan family has been a vassal for three generations of

the Seymour family. Do you understand what that means?"

"I don't know, but I am fully aware that he has no right to

manage that place."
Belreck clicked his tongue slightly at my words.

"How long are you going to keep saying that? It's funny how
someone like you walks around talking like a Seymour. Keep
in mind that your impulsive and emotional behavior is
tarnishing our family's reputation."

Belreck scratched my pride with his relentless words.

I can't believe he's speaking without any filter to his only

sister.

I think I understand why Deborah showed her inferiority

complex just by looking at Belreck.

As if being rude wasn't enough, he's also narrow-minded.

In the end, the reason Belreck came here spewing abusive

language is because I exercised my personal right through my
father.

How annoying it would be to have a sister who is not

competent enough according to his standards to act
presumptuously with the most powerful person in the family.
"Honestly, where in the world would there be a scarecrow
princess like me with no authority!"

The Duke Sereig's princess who sponsored Mia in the novel

had a variety of powers of her own, including soldiers.

She even has a maid to carry things freely.

Although it's all hers. I mean, why am I the one being

punished?

"He is not competent as a librarian of the Seymour family; I

simply fired someone who doesn't deserve it. I didn't act
impulsively or emotionally."

I spoke slowly, containing the irritation that was welling up.

To not appear emotional at all.

"He doesn't deserve it?"

"That's right."
"He worked as an imperial librarian; he is especially
knowledgeable in the magical field. You are the one lacking
competence as a Seymour."

"But how can he, an imperial librarian, not even answer my

simple question?"

"What kind of futile question did you ask?"

"Is [Politics and Economics of the Empire] in the politics

section? Or economic?"

Belreck hesitated for a moment.

"This system, which only uses double books on the same

subject, cannot respond to various exceptional situations."

I spoke while looking at Belreck, who was silent with a

surprised expression.

"I don't even go to the library often, but I could see a blind
spot in the classification system immediately. On the other
hand, he overlooked the most obvious problem, even though
he lives with books every day. Is he not qualified as a
librarian, or is he?"

Belreck frowned as I spoke sarcastically.

"How can you ask such a petty question to bother the

librarian?"

"Bother? I'm pointing out careless practices. Brother, don't

you think you look more emotional? Oh, now that I think
about it, my brother is an emotional person. They say only
you can see it."

As if affected by my words, he clenched his teeth and let go.

"Deborah. The imperial family also uses this method to

classify books by subject. Because it's the most effective
method."

"How effective is it? If you only know the author's name, how
can you find the book if you don't know the book's title?"

"Isn't it the librarian's job to find the book the employer wants
as soon as possible? That's why I've been looking for Jamie
Stephan, who is a great connoisseur of magic. However, you
were cruel enough to mistakenly fire him. There's no
alternative either."

Hm, that's how he evaluates the librarian's skills.

That's why the data classification system isn't even developed.

"We'll find a surprising alternative sooner or later."

"Alternative?"

Belreck crossed his arms and snorted at my words.

"I didn't know you had a knack for bluffs. Stop muddying the
waters like a loach, just behave yourself. Also, give up on
Philap now."

"Philap is not my type. Honestly, I really don't like those

macho men who can't even communicate properly."

Now, I felt a bit tired and muttered.

"Alright, it must be that way, then rest well."

Belreck gave me a playful pat on the shoulder with a hint of
disbelief and walked slowly into the darkness of the hallway.

"What will you do if I prove I'm not lying?"

I shouted loudly at his back.

"Hah! I'll personally call you sister, Deborah."

"You rascal!"

I played with the magic stone that has a recording function

and watched Belreck's retreating back, which was getting
smaller.

I have another unfair matter because of this guy Philap, and

since I don't think I can salvage my honor in this life either, I
had to buy one.

Yesterday, I went to Maisond and bought it in a hurry.

I went to see if he might have an artifact with a recording

function as an informant, and it turned out as I expected.
But it was too expensive.

It can only record for more than 10 minutes, but it cost about
3 million Korean won.

"It's comforting that it's not disposable."

Honestly, saving 10 billion won is so hard that I'm crying.

Although I have so many jewels and money, I can't believe I

have to write a family asset account every time I worry about
my pocket.

With a deep sigh, I lay on my back in bed. But I couldn't sleep

for a long time.
CHAPTER 32

"I'm sleepy..."

Even today, I walked alone through the academy campus like

a lone wolf living in an empty world.

Having the face of an evil woman, I couldn't even yawn a

little, so when I bit my lips to suppress it, tears began to well
up in my eyes.

Walking to the classroom with bloodshot eyes like a ghost, I

encountered a scene that was hard to pass by on the campus
grounds behind the magic department.

What's happening?

I woke up a bit.

This was because the atmosphere around him was unusual.

A knight, with the body of a big man, was bothering a young

lady.
He didn't even know I was standing there like a ghost in the
corner and started a special fight with the woman.

"Arin, are you sure you'll keep coming here?"

"...?"

As the young girl's small shoulders slumped, the thick glasses

on her nose fell.

"I heard your house is ruined, but you managed to get stuck in
the Academy. Honestly, isn't it better to quit? Even if you
don't show your true colors, everyone would still laugh at
trash like you."

The knight laughed foolishly, stepping on the young lady's old

skirt.

"Oh, don't do that. Please!"

"What's the matter? Even if I step on it, it's so dirty that you
can't really tell the difference."

"Enough, it's tearing."

The knight dragged his feet and pulled harder on the hem of
her skirt, and the lady's face turned pale.

"What kind of academy has a bitch who's so afraid of tearing

one of her garments? I guess you still have some lingering
feelings about finishing the gifted program, but let's figure out
the topic, alright?"

The man mockingly took one of the books the lady was
holding.

"Let's see, hmm... it's a book about intermediate mana

formula. You're a beggar, so what are you going to use it for?
It would be more beneficial for you to use it as firewood."

And he began tearing the book page by page.

The young girl, who looked sick and tired, jumped to grab her
book, but she was so small that it was still out of her reach.

"Stop it, give it back!"

"Do you think it's worth looking at a book like this? What are
mathematics to you, woman? It's obvious just by looking at
the ratio of men to women taking math subjects. There's a
reason there are so many men instead of women among high-
ranking mages, Arin."

"..."

"Don't try to hold onto things you can't do anyway, and just
get married in a suitable place. You know why? It's because
you're pretty, so now..."

"Would you shut up?"

I finally appeared in front of them.

With an expression as gloomy as possible.

From making sexist remarks to even sexual harassment.

It's hard to walk away after seeing a man bullying a lady and
touching the lady's cheek with his finger.

In my previous life, there was also a student who constantly

talked about how a woman could go to the engineering
college, so this bothered me even more.
Judging from the situation, the man from a powerful family
despised the lady and seemed to harass her due to his
inferiority complex since he couldn't enter the gifted
program...

That's pathetic. You're a pig, you little punk.

Although I know I'm being a bit meddlesome, I feel like I'll

get constipated if I suppress the anger, and that won't be good
for this skin as white as jade.

"Princess De-Deborah?"

As soon as he saw me, he looked sick as if he remembered my

notoriety.

It was as if he saw a violet viper emerging from the bush.

"What are you looking at? If you know what's good for you,
look down and leave," I said while looking at him
authoritatively.

Since I'm so tall and even wear high heels, most men would
feel overwhelmed.
"Princess, go back the way you were, why are you doing this
to me all of a sudden?" he replied.

"It annoys me that you're so ugly," I retorted.

The man's chubby cheeks turned red when I spat out those
words.

"W-What did you say? I can't believe we're arguing on our

first meeting. I've heard the rumors, but aren't you going too
far? Even the Duke Seymour's daughter has her limits!"

"You're the one exceeding your limits. I feel like my ears are
going to rot."

As I had seen somewhere before, I twisted the cord hanging

from my fan like a weapon.

"You said women are weak with numbers. Do I look like a

man to you?"

The man's sturdy jaws softened.

"Well, that didn't specifically refer to Princess Deborah but to
a universal phenomenon. Isn't it true that women are weaker
than men in numbers? Even among battle mages, there are
only a few women who..."

"7 times 7."

"What?"

"49."

When the fan slapped him on the cheek, the man's snake-like
eyes widened in shock.

"Let's start the game as the male and female representatives to

see who is weaker in calculations to confirm your absurd
hypothesis that you claim is 'true.'"

"W-What?"

"As for the confidence you had to come up with nonsense,

you must be quite sure with your calculations too. There's no
way you're afraid even though it's a basic computational
game."
I provoked him to steer the situation my way.

"Well, no way!"

"8 times 9."

And most of the time, when a problem is presented in front of

someone, they instinctively focus on it.

"... Seventy."

"72, slow."

I mercilessly continued to slap his cheek while playing the

game that drove men and women crazy, if it were from Korea.

The man, who responded a second later than me, seemed to

have adapted to the game as he started giving his answers
faster and faster gradually.

So I pulled out the next trump card as if I had been waiting for
this moment.

"12 times 9?"

"Th-This!"

His mind was clearly shaken by the sudden two digits.

It was from the 12 times table, so I confidently stated the

answer.

"108."

I began to recite the numbers one by one.

I'm confident I can reach up to the 19 times table.

In elementary school, the myth that Indians memorize up to

the 19 times table to multiply spread even to Hell Joseon,
where educational fever was raging. Therefore, teachers who
wanted to produce better results forced and whipped children
to memorize up to the 19 times table.

I didn't need it when I took the university entrance exam, but

I'm using the 19 times table here. Things that were completely
useless in the past are somewhat useful here.
I kept playing, feeling a bit ridiculous about this situation.

"13 times 7?"

"Now, wait a second! Princess, this is..."

"91. 14 times 9?"

"I-I'm sorry! I dared to make a ridiculous slip of the tongue in

front of the princess."

In the end, he shook his head with a swollen face.

"My eyes are tired of looking at your ugly face. Get lost."

Giving up on further harassing and tormenting the weak

young girl, the piece of trash nodded and escaped.

Internally, I clicked my tongue when I saw his ugly back, and

my eyes met the young girl, whom I had intimidated before.

"Oh!"
Her thick glasses slipped down her nose.

Seeing her arms and legs trembling as she took short breaths,
it seemed that I had appeared very scary to her when I slapped
the big man without blinking.

"Deborah is a really powerful woman..."

Her large eyes looking at me were teary as if she were about

to burst into tears at any moment, and her face was flushed.

As I looked at her gently, the lady's ears and neck turned

redder and redder.

"It's as if I'm the one harassing you."

Mmm! It seems that today I've also maintained my notoriety

well.

I gave her a cold glance and then walked through the gloomy
campus to enter the second-floor classroom.

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Today, the weather is good.

I rested my chin on my hands, looking out the window from

my seat, where the sun was shining well, giving me a sense of
stability.

"...I'm sleepy because I couldn't sleep well last night."

I was dozing off under the warm sun when Professor Kyle
entered the classroom for the first time in a long time.

Usually, he entered with a lethargic and tired expression,

tossed the exams on the desk, and left right away, but today
the professor started doing something like a proper class.

The professor, who was writing formulas on the chalkboard,

suddenly looked at me and opened his mouth.

"Everyone, you know you have to be honest on the test, right?

We don't accept secret answer sharing. If anyone asks you to
give them the answer, inform me immediately."

I looked expressionlessly with my chin in my hands and tilted

my head slightly.
It was because I felt that Professor Kyle had simply attacked
me with his words.

I guess my assumption was correct, and when the class ended,

the professor called me aside.

"Princess Deborah," the professor said, rubbing his dark eyes

with a very tired expression.

"Tell me."

"I turned a blind eye since it was a minor test, but it's better
not to do such a thing from now on."

I raised an eyebrow.

"What did I do?"

"It's dishonest to copy only the correct answers given by other

students. It seems that some students were forced to help you
inevitably due to the princess's background, but you must not
do bad things like cheating. Do you understand?"

I felt a subtle sense as I listened to his admonitions with

nuances that I ignored.
Well, that might be a misunderstanding.

In the meantime, I remembered that I didn't write out the

intermediate solution process properly, as I simply solved the
problem as quickly as possible to leave the class early.

Because it was a waste of time.

Therefore, the professor seems to think that I threatened

several students to share their answers.
CHAPTER 33

Now that the Duke of Seymour is solving the formula based

on my shape, it must have seemed even stranger in the eyes of
the professors.

To understand it to some extent, Professor Kyle's attitude was

ridiculous as he considered me a cheating and blackmailing
student.

"Who the hell do you think you are to claim that when you
don't even have evidence?"

Professor Kyle's expression hardened for a moment.

"It seems that the princess has a lot of faith, even though Duke
Seymour may be on the princess's side, it's arrogant to assume
that the Academy and the Tower are on your side."

"..."

"Although the princess is far from capable, everyone has

many complaints because you can stay here thanks to your
father."

"..."
"In this ridiculous situation, how can you cheat?! I mean, it
won't be enough even if you beg me to bury this case. Do you
understand?"

"Not really."

"I know you're not good at learning, but it's also speechless...
You're just a woman interested in dressing up. Honestly, the
princess is no longer a child, and it's absurd that I have to
teach you basic common sense not to cheat."

By the way, this professor's way of speaking is quite good.

"Your words are going too far."

I glared at him fiercely.

"What are you going to do if my words go too far? There's no

one here listening! If you feel offended, the princess can try it
according to her personality! If you want to hit me, go ahead.
Don't your connections make it so that you can do whatever
you want?"

I remained calm when I saw him start barking.

Why are you crossing the line so much when there's no one
around? Professor Kyle deliberately provoked my personality,
trying to stir up rumors that the princess had a fight with the
professor.

My reputation was very bad because I got in here through

connections.

Deborah also had a history of throwing mana stones at a

student from the Department of Magic in the past.

Professor Kyle was sure to win public opinion against me.

"After I slap you on the cheek, you're going to raise the flag."

"Princess Deborah. Do you have to cling to the Department of

Magic like a leech? Since the atmosphere in the class is too
gloomy, how about we make the right judgment at least for
the sake of the Seymour family's prestige...?"

His intentions were to raise his voice and anger me, or

alternatively, provoke me to make a mess by turning the desk
upside down. He smiled harshly, lifting only the corners of his
mouth.
"I never did anything; I don't know what you're exactly
talking about. I never cheated as the professor claimed."

"Perhaps you're afraid that Duke Seymour, who believes he'll

protect you, will take you out of here? Keep in mind that the
internal affairs of the Academy are not under the jurisdiction
of the Tower. I will inform the dean if you're being reckless."

But if it's the dean, isn't he my uncle?

Of course, I'm not exceptionally close to my uncle...

He lost his place in Seymour Castle by losing the succession

race, Marquis Bert doesn't have a good relationship with his
twin brother, Duke Seymour.

I opened my mouth and looked at the professor who was

threatening me.

"Without clear evidence, the professor has already decided

that I cheated and clearly threatened my colleagues. So, I have
nothing more to say."

"Ah!"
"Whoever showed me the answer, bring that evidence first.
Then, I'll leave."

"That rude idiot! Tsk tsk. You don't even have manners with
your teacher!"

I left, leaving behind Professor Kyle, who clicked his tongue,

and I tapped the fan in the palm of my hand.

Maybe this matter will be resolved easily.

----------------------

Afterward, as if I were protesting, I "dressed" more

glamorously, as the professor suggested.

I had a large jewel hanging from my ears to the point of

exhaustion. I also wore a dress with a decorative style on
purpose, so some people stared at me with their mouths wide
open as I passed by.

I solved the formula problem faster than anyone else with an

elegant pink pen while crossing my legs to appear arrogant
and handed it in.
"I'm an engineering student, so honestly, this level is a piece
of cake..."

Even though they gave me 2 hours. A sharp look stuck to me

when I finished all the problems in 30 minutes.

"What?"

"No way she already finished everything?"

Afterward, the assistant professor handed me the grade, and I

received a perfect score.

The expressions of some youngsters wrinkled fiercely when I

left the paper on my desk.

"Do your best."

I left the classroom while encouraging them in my heart.

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"There must be corruption for sure. The speed doesn't make
sense."

"It doesn't make sense that the stupid princess who likes to
spend time on luxurious things solved the formula so quickly
by herself. Oh, it definitely can't be."

"I'm sure the professor gave her the answer!"

Some of the boys who heard the magical formula theory were
convinced that Professor Kyle was helping Princess Deborah
behind their backs.

The princess wasn't even on the repeaters' list.

Everyone agreed that she couldn't do it unless she was

entangled with the professor.

"It's really too much!"

A guy lamented and hit the table with his fist.

"I can't believe she's not even hiding that Professor Kyle was
helping her behind her back."
"There's nothing to fear since her father is the owner of the
Tower. She doesn't even have mana sensitivity, so being in the
Department of Magic itself is a privilege. I can't believe she's
created such an incompatibility. She's gone too far."

"Rumors are circulating that Duke Seymour doesn't care about

his daughter. Wasn't the pink diamond bought for Princess
Deborah worth more than a mansion? The fact that the
princess has become a nobody is largely the fault of Duke
Seymour."

Furthermore, as they instigated this matter among themselves,

there was a guy who slandered and dragged Duke Seymour.

He was the third son of Marquis Raymont.

William Raymont.

"When I graduate, I'll be a member of the Tower, but I'm

starting to worry little by little about my fate to serve such a
Tower Chief."

He grumbled on purpose, mentioning the words "Tower

Chief."
There were seven elders beneath the Tower. There were some
elders eyeing the opportunity for the position of Tower Chief,
and one of them was Marquis Raymont.

Marquis Raymont had strong hostility toward the Emperor,

who left the position of Tower Chief solely to the Seymour
family.

Moreover, Seymour had worked to strengthen imperial power

since its inception, in contrast to Raymont, who was a Senate
member representing aristocracy interests.

As they had been at odds for a long time, William deliberately

stirred up the boys to make unfavorable issues for the
Seymour family even bigger.

It was also because Marquis Raymont's sons were far behind

in the competition compared to the Seymour twins.

They were always being compared.

So, William somehow wanted to bring down the standard of

the direct line of the Seymour family.
"The wise and serene Tower Chief lets himself be swayed by
personal emotions. I highly suspect his qualifications!"

"Look, William. Aren't those words dangerous? Duke

Seymour is the only Class 7 Grand Mage in the empire.
Saying that out of nowhere..."

Even if someone carefully pointed out his harsh words,

William pointed his nose up.

"I must say it no matter who it is, even if it's Seymour. So, are
you telling me to be silent when injustice is right in front of
my eyes? It's natural to raise your voice to protect the injustice
of the aristocrats."

"Mmm."

"I'm thinking of writing a petition to remove Princess Deborah

from the Department of Magic this time."

"A petition?"

"Yes! I can't sit and watch her receive that privilege just
because she's a direct descendant of Seymour. The mana-less
bitch came here with her father's power, it wasn't enough to
walk around like a rat, but what's all this?"
"I agree with William's words! I can't stand that vicious
woman in this department anymore."

George, who was also slapped by Deborah's fan last time,

agreed with William Raymont and prepared a petition.

On the other hand, Professor Kyle was going crazy because

the situation itself was unjust.

He didn't even accept a bribe, but in an instant, he became a

corrupt professor who supported Princess Deborah from
behind.

Damn, he wouldn't feel aggrieved if he had collected enough

soybean water!

He was about to lose his hair due to stress because of the

princess.

"Hey, assistant!"

Kyle, who was ruthlessly tearing his hair out, called his
assistant.
"Yes. Sir Kyle."

"The evidence of how the princess blackmailed the students

into cheating. Haven't you found it yet?"

"Far from evidence, I don't think the princess has much

interaction with undergraduate students. She always goes
around alone..."

"Does it make sense? There must be a bunch of bastards who

have been deceived by her and gave the answers!"

"Ahh."

The assistant's eyes were darkening.

Honestly, even in the eyes of the assistant, it seemed like the

princess wrote and memorized the leaked answer sheet.

"The princess and the united idiots are talking behind my

back, saying I'm a corrupt professor!"

Kyle had an outburst of irritation.

He was sure someone was helping her, but whoever it was,
they wouldn't catch them.

In order to interrogate the aristocracy, he needed some clues,

but this was so frustrating that he was going crazy.

"Damn it. At this rate, I'll have to use everything at once."

It was when...
CHAPTER 34

Knock Knock.

The sound of slow knocks reached the two of them.

As soon as the assistant opened the door, Kyle jumped up

from his seat with a pale face.

The Dean of the Department of Magic at the Academy.

It was because Marquis Bert entered.

After losing to the Duke of Seymour in the succession race, he

trained hard after being invited as a professor at the academy.

People could easily distinguish between Marquis Bert and

Duke Seymour.

It was because there was a long scar on Marquis Bert's right

cheek.

"D-Dean Bert!"
"Lately, there has been a lot of noise, particularly in
Mathematical Formula Theory. Can't you handle it properly?"

Marquis Bert tossed the document he had in his hand.

It was a petition submitted to the administration office by the

nobles led by William Raymont.

The content requested a thorough investigation, as Duke

Seymour must be behind this corruption case, and Professor
Kyle is openly leaking formula answers to Princess Deborah.

"This petition. Explain what it means."

"I feel so aggrieved, Dean. It's really unfair."

Kyle's disheveled hair was scattered all over the place like
dandelion seeds as he appealed to the Dean with a feeling of
blood vomiting.

"Let's first take a look at the question Princess Deborah

solved."

Bert, who received the test, rubbed his chin with a puzzled
look.
"Given that there are many formulas to save the total amount
of mana mainly in secondary magic, it's impossible to answer
so quickly, no matter how much of a genius you are."

"However, the question has never been leaked. This is my

assumption, but I'm sure at least 3 people are on a team to
teach each answer to the princess's problems."

"Ah! If you've been cheating in such a complicated way, how

come you haven't caught the tail until now?"

"Perhaps there's an artifact that can help you cheat in

Seymour? Lord Belreck is an outstanding artifact maker..."

"Do you even have a brain? If he created an artifact with such

a grand function, Belreck would already be the head of the
family."

Kyle's eyes were distorted by Bert's scolding.

Anyway, I need to meet with my niece in person.

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"You're here."

I walked dragging my wholeheartedly senseless behavior and

finally waited for a big fish to take the bait.

Bert, who has absolute authority in the Department of Magic

at the Academy, called me to the Dean's office.

"By the way, you really resemble each other."

It's a copy of Duke Seymour's image, even down to the

graceful way of dusting off the dust.

As I looked at his white hand with blue veins, one of the old
memories came to my sight.

"You're becoming more and more like Marien, Deborah."

During my childhood, the man in front of her muttered with a

bitter voice and gently stroked Deborah's hair.

Then he gave her a light blue ring that he held in his hand,
saying it was a gift.
Perhaps if he didn't have feelings for the duchess, he wouldn't
have said such a line.

Like Rosad and Belreck in the novel, was it also a love

triangle?

A crazy drama played out in my head.

The desperate love story of my uncle who is willing to

distance himself from the Duchy to wish for the happiness of
his beloved woman.

One twin becomes the Head of the Tower and the head of
Seymour, while the other twin has been relegated to the
academy to deal with a group of students with no basic
nosebleeds like me.

He even took away the person he liked.

The fact that the fate of twins born at the same time on the
same day was reversed by such a large difference made me
feel sorry for him.

And that scar made me imagine more uselessly.

I looked at him somehow with a sad feeling, the person called
"uncle" with a cold wind began to speak with a cold
expression.

"This is a petition addressed to you."

He pushed the paper towards me.

"Explain in detail how this matter has been circulating. You

must tell the truth if you want to continue attending this
Academy."

As expected, I couldn't find a hint of kindness. I fear someone

who doesn't have Seymour blood.

He pounded the table as if interrogating me and continued to

push me with cold eyes.

"I accepted your enrollment in the Department of Magic, it

was because of your strong perseverance with magic. And it's
also due to the belief that you will someday flourish as a
Seymour. Please, I hope you come up with an answer that
doesn't disappoint me."
"I don't know what kind of answers the dean is asking for, but
I'm angry about this situation."

"Are you angry?"

He arched his right eyebrow like Duke Seymour.

"Yes. I simply solved the formula to the best of my ability, but

everyone is pressuring me for bribing the professor. As if I'm
a sinner."

"..."

"I will not forget generously anyone for insulting me like this
without any evidence."

I opened my eyes fiercely to the point where my eyelids hurt.

It seemed like I was genuinely angry.

It was my concept this time.

A phenomenon with a dirty personality.

Deborah, if you are innocent, does that mean this situation
was falsely accused?

He asked as if it were unexpected.

Yes. So please open the door to the truth. No matter who

brings the formula problems. I want to prove that I didn't
cheat in front of everyone.

On purpose, I escalated the situation like a big fish.

The bigger this situation, the better for me.

Hmm.

Marquess Bert, who swallowed his saliva at my confident

look, had a strange expression on his face as he bit the pipe in
his mouth.

Are you serious?

The long scar on his left cheek was twisting.

Yes. Dean. I've decided this is the only way I can do it if I
want to restore my reputation and the honor that has
collapsed.

Honestly, I had no reputation or honor to fall lower, but I

clenched my teeth tightly and pretended to contain my
humiliation.

...Alright. Please, prove your innocence.

Shortly after, Marquess Bert set up a place to find out the

truth about the petition, just as I requested.

To judge this situation objectively, I was delighted to hear that

the vice-dean, who is more meticulous and knowledgeable
than anyone else, was invited.

-------------------

Will the open meeting to uncover the truth about Princess

Deborah take place at 5 o'clock on the first day of the year?

Isidor, who was playing with cards, looked at the clock

indifferently.
Time didn't pass fast enough because there was something fun
ahead of him for the first time in a long time.

"So far, there have only been stupid things."

Isidor. Doesn't he seem to be playing hard to get out quickly

today of all days?

That's right, what's the matter?

Watching Isidor, who couldn't concentrate on the game at all,

the members of [Epsilon] gathered in their club were smiling.

[Epsilon] is one of the most prestigious social clubs since the

establishment of the Academy, and currently, Isidor is now
the leader in charge of taking over from the crown prince.

And they had gathered to discuss the recruitment of new

members for the club, although they were playing poker
betting money for fun.

Oh, guys. Have you heard that story?

Suddenly, someone spoke.

What story?

The story of Philap carrying Mia Binoche in his arms, like a

princess, walking all over the campus.

Yes. He did a great job. But that's old news. Anything more
interesting?

Because the members of Epsilon really don't like the arrogant

Philap, they insulted him every time his name came up.

That's not all.

Is there more?

What's interesting is that Mia Binoche was admitted to

[Omicron] after that.

There was a sigh of surprise all around.

How on earth?
No matter how much Philap is the leader of [Omicron], how
does the lady from an unknown and nameless family get into
the club that values lineage the most? It's also astonishing that
three or more of the executives agreed.
CHAPTER 35

The four main social clubs, including <Epsilon>, had the

same admission conditions.

It was about obtaining the majority vote of the seven

committee members, including the leader.

"Things went well."

"Philap used his brain as if it weren't him."

Isidor played with the cards and listened to the information he

had already gathered with a blank expression.

"First of all, there are many vacancies for Omicron this year,
as a large number of active members have gone to their
territories."

"No matter what. It's the first time in my life I've heard of a
family called Binoche."

"It must be Montes's power. Philap is a third-generation

spiritualist. Since he cured the precious heir of the family, Mia
is a great benefactor to that founding family."
"Hmm..."

"Furthermore, I heard that she's working hard on charitable

activities. It seems like some foolish people think she's a saint.
That's probably why Philap insists on it so strongly, as Mia's
good deeds would help improve Omicron's image."

"Ugh. He pushed her with the saintly image. Not a bad

strategy."

"Hm. By the way, that woman, Mia, is quite unusual. She

seems to volunteer here and there to help. She must have a
strong divine power if she can handle it, right?"

"Wouldn't Mia Binoche's divine power be properly revealed

soon? Before the Spring Flower Festival, the high-ranking
official priest will call the students to measure the purity and
size of their divine power."

"By the way. It's almost time for the Spring Flower Festival.
Time passes quickly."

The Spring Flower Festival was a popular event held on a

large scale in the Empire after Thanksgiving Festival.
That's why everyone wanted to know what kind of clothes to
wear at the Spring Flower Festival, as they were thinking
ahead about who to associate with.

"Who should I partner with at this dance...?"

"Come on, everyone remembers the purpose of today's

meeting, right?"

Isidor, who had been silent, called to the table and reminded
them of the purpose of the meeting.

"I almost forgot because the game was so much fun."

"We're here to talk about new recruits."

"But, Sir Isidor. Has Lady Siril been spreading rumors that
our club won't be getting a new recruit this year?"

In response to someone's question, the committee member

who had been focused on the game, Thierry Orge, suddenly
chuckled.
Thierry Orge.

He was the third son of the Duke of Orge, a master

swordsman, and a founding family of the Empire, and the
younger brother of Diery Orge, who was called the Holy
Sword.

Unlike Diery, who had a straight personality, Thierry was on

the light and frivolous side.

"He couldn't even tell Lady Siril to her face that she's out,
with no intention of receiving a lecture, our kind leader told
her that and dismissed her. Did you really believe her right
away?"

"The situation simply changed. Now that we have members

who left suddenly, we had no choice but to talk about
recruitment," Sir Thierry said.

Isidor countered Thierry with a bright smile. "Left? They were

rather kicked out..."

Miguel, who was picking up a piece of cake from the snack

bar in the corner of the hall, looked at Isidor, who had a
friendly smile, astonished.
Isidor had recently threatened one of the Epsilon members to
leave the club, under the pretext of having copied a
classmate's thesis. It was obvious why he had driven that
member away. Miguel knew it wasn't because the Lord
disliked that member's behavior; rather, it was to create a
vacancy and attract Lady Deborah to Epsilon.

By the way, lately, the Lord had been spending too much time
with Princess Deborah. The requests from the princess and the
heir to the throne, doing both things at the same time,
wouldn't leave enough time even if the Lord had ten bodies.

"Well, although Princess Deborah's personality is a bit

agreeable."

The request made to the Lord about him... Miguel, who was
suppressing his laughter, clenched his mouth tightly and
pinched his thigh.

"First, I want to emphasize the part where I'm handsome. It's

not easy to pick a vocabulary to express my appearance."

Every time Miguel saw the Lord constantly checking research

data about himself with a serious face, Miguel had to make an
extreme effort to contain his laughter.

"If you have someone talented in mind, speak up now."

As soon as Isidor said that, one of the members raised their
hand.

"Sir Isidor, why don't we vote for the person recommended by

the one with the best hand here? It just so happens that there
are four members gathered here, including yourself, so it's
already a majority."

Everyone agreed as it was an interesting proposal.

"Then, who will start?"

"I'll recommend first."

Tufeir showed the members his recommendation, the son of

the Marquess's family from the northern region. After that, the
cards were revealed one after another.

"I think my recommendation will become the new member of

Epsilon."

Thierry confidently revealed his cards.

*Full House.

A murmur swept through because it was a high combination.

There was also a lot at stake, and it was a great opportunity
for even the closest acquaintances to join Epsilon. Everyone
looked at Thierry with jealous eyes; Thierry proudly puffed
out his chest, enjoying the attention to the fullest.

"I recommend Lady Seirin Belluge. She is extraordinarily

talented with excellent mana sensitivity. Isn't she a great
match for our club, which values capability?"

"Hmm."

"She's not here at the moment, but Seirin Belluge is also a

talented person who is liked by the Fifth Princess."

The Fifth Princess was the only sister of the Crown Prince;
she was responsible for the main axis of the Sisterhood, a
group of Epsilon women. Isidor banged the table as the
members nodded, thinking it was a good recommendation.

"There's still someone who hasn't revealed their cards yet."

He turned over the card in front of him at a slow pace.

Royal Flush.

Everyone was shocked when the best combination, with a 1 in

65,000 probability of appearing, came out.

"Is this for real? I can't believe it even if I see it with my own
eyes."

"Wow! It's the first time in my life I've seen this

combination."

"Is it possible? No way!"

Even with a Full House, Thierry, who lost the game, was
surprised and almost tore his head off.

"I guess it's my turn," Isidor said cheerfully, pointing at the

cards with his chin.

Of course, it was a scam. Given that the male members of

Epsilon particularly enjoyed gambling and games of chance,
Isidor had initially taken this into account and replaced all the
cards with mobile magic.
No one would ever imagine he would resort to such a low
trick, as everyone considered Isidor a gentleman with a strong
and kind mind. It was thanks to his skillful management of his
usual image.

"Don't pretend to be cool. So, who the hell is your

recommendation?" Thierry asked with an angry expression.

"Unfortunately, I don't have a recommendation yet. Of course,

I have a great talent in mind, but that person hasn't agreed
yet."

"Isidor, is there any lady or gentleman in the world who

would reject your request?"

"Erm..."

"Why are you being nosy?"

Isidor smiled vaguely and opened his mouth, recalling

Princess Deborah, who had been looking at him with cold
eyes.
"For now, in exchange for winning the game, I'll take you to
visit this place."

Isidor jotted down the location and time on a sheet of paper.

"What's this? A truth-seeking meeting?"

"I've heard about this! The case where William Raymont has
been causing a stir in a bubble recently. It seems that Princess
Deborah had another accident."

"Well, Princess Deborah is quite impressive."

"Always the same."

"No wonder Seymour is a mess."

"One of them does service without reward with her divine

power, and the other messes up and gets into an accident.
Both of Philap's women are quite different in comparison."

A cold smile formed on Isidor's lips as he listened to those

rumors.
"Don't say anything. No one knows what kind of hand it is
until you open it, right?"

His emerald eyes shone with coldness.

-------------------

Today, at 5 pm, a truth-seeking meeting would take place in

the auditorium of the Academy's Department of Magic, which
had been requested by the Dean.

Originally scheduled to be held in a classroom for a math

theory class, William Raymont personally designated the
location, so it was moved to the Grand Auditorium of the
Department of Magic.

William had chosen an open space to prevent any cheating.

Certainly, to humiliate her.

That idiot was convinced that Professor Kyle was taking

bribes and secretly providing answers.

"But it seems that the crowd is much larger than I thought..."

Not only did the dean and the vice-dean appear, but also four
professors from the Department of Magic, including Professor
Kyle, and a large number of students gathered after hearing
Raymont's announcement.

Furthermore... why?

In an unexpected situation, a cold sweat formed in my palms.

The moment they appeared, the interior became noisy.

"It's Sir Isidor!"

"It's my first time seeing him. He's even more handsome than
the rumors say. His appearance is as unreal as ever."

"By the way, why on earth did Sir Isidor, who should be with
the Knights, come to the Department of Magical
Mathematics?"

"Oh my goodness! Sir Thierry is with him!"

"The House of Orge came too!?"

"Excuse me, isn't the last person to enter the Fifth Princess?"

"Oh my goodness. T-the royal family..."

"Now that I think about it, aren't those all Epsilon members'
faces?"

"Why did all these busy people appear here together?"

"That's what I'm saying." Why the hell did they appear?
CHAPTER 36

Does this case really deserve such attention at this point?

I deliberately drew attention to it to make it bigger, but it's

embarrassing at this point.

Hm. I'm a coward...

Suddenly, the tension rises, and it's likely that my heart will
go through my esophagus.

On the other hand, William Raymont was very excited, unlike

me, who was stiff.

If the executive members of Epsilon have something to say

about this issue, it must be because it has a much greater
impact on society.

He was very excited as if he had implemented all the justice in

the world.

"Today, we will uncover Seymour's corruption and clarify the

deeply rooted evils!"
He muttered as he clenched his fist.

I was somewhat surprised and regained my senses when I saw

William Raymont's face as he blew his nose and sniffled.

"If I lose to such a pathetic bastard, I won't be able to sleep.

Then, my jade-like skin will be ruined..."

When you think about it, it's not a big problem compared to
the tension of a university entrance exam.

I bit my red lips firmly and made a decision.

That's how the test was conducted.

William Raymont himself would write the selected question

on the blackboard.

And I would solve the problem under the supervision of the

Dean and the Academy's professors.

It was a clear and secure way to ensure that cheating could

never interfere.
"Then, let's begin."

When the vice-dean of the faculty gave permission to

continue, William Raymont started writing the problem, and I,
who was beside him, began solving the problem immediately.

It's an advantageous question for me.

I'm sure Raymont selectively chose a question that would take

a long time, but in my view, most of the formulas developed
by mathematicians in my previous life gave me immediate
answers.

For example, like this.

Here, the sum of the geometric sequence is added one by one

by hand.

However, I can find the answer immediately through the

"geometric sequence sum formula."

Of course, in addition to the specific formula for finding the

sum of sequences, there was another reason why I solved
mathematics exceptionally faster than the Academy's students.
"William. Can you write faster? I think the speed at which I
solve the problem is faster than the speed at which you write
it."

With just a few numbers scribbled, William's face turned pale

as he wrote the answer on the blackboard.

"Vice-dean. Is Princess Deborah's answer correct?"

The vice-dean nodded with a stern face as he looked at the

answer sheet.

"...Everything is correct."

"No way, all the answers are correct?"

I openly laughed at him.

"Five consecutive questions, if I had the ability to answer a

subjective question and not a multiple-choice question, I'd
become rich at the racetrack. Don't you think?"

"This can't be true."

William's writing on the blackboard became increasingly
crooked, as if representing his confused feelings.

Of course, the other three questions I solved were all correct,

and the auditorium fell silent.

The dean, including the professors and all those who came to
visit, reacted differently as expected, and they began to
murmur with confused expressions at the strange outcome.

I told William Raymont, who was acting like a fool.

"Now that my innocence has been revealed, it's time to bring

your own sins that tarnished my reputation to light."

I shot at him fiercely as if I was going to kill him.

"Hiiik!"

I didn't use heavy eye makeup for no reason today.

William swallowed hard with a tired expression and began to

babble.
"Are you sure you didn't write some strange numbers? This
speed doesn't make any sense! Now that I've seen your witch-
like appearance, I'm sure you've done some black magic."

He began to self-destruct, rudely claiming that I even used the

strictly forbidden gold drink in the empire.

The vice-dean came out with a stern expression at his indecent

behavior.

"Sir William! Be careful with your words. If there had been

cheating, I would have noticed it immediately, but there was
absolutely no trace of something like 'the gold drink.' Are you
saying that I and all the professors of the Academy gathered
here are blind?"

When the atmosphere began to shift in my favor, Professor

Kyle, who had been anxious all along, suddenly stood up.

"William, you accused me of being a professor who accepted

a request from Seymour without any evidence. From now on,
I will disqualify you from taking my class."

"Why did that bastard interfere suddenly?"

I looked at Professor Kyle with cloudy eyes.

"B-but isn't it strange? Professor. This speed would be
impossible even for the ancient Grand Mage. I'm sure she
must have used some cowardly trick..."

"Princess Deborah."

"Yes, Dean."

"Can you explain how this matter is possible? To admire the

princess for being a formula genius, I must say the solution is
very fast and accurate."

"Hm."

I tilted my head sharply.

"Why should I explain it kindly?"

I raised the corners of my lips like a fish as I looked at the

murmuring crowd.

"What?"
"William Raymont, without any physical evidence, filed a
petition just because I solved the formula quickly. Isn't that
true?"

Everyone around me fell silent at my question.

"And during the process, no one pointed out William

Raymont's imprudence. I believe there were also people who
worked together but..."

The students clinging to William quickly avoided my gaze.

"At this point, let's hear Professor Kyle's comments once

again."

I took out the artifact with the recording function.

"I didn't expect my brother Belreck's artifact to be used like

this... it's unfortunate."

I didn't forget to murmur quietly while throwing Belreck

under the bus.
"What, what are you trying to do?"

I lightly tapped the artifact three times within Professor Kyle's

gaze.

"Anyway... if you're a woman, you should only be interested

in dressing up. Honestly, the princess isn't even a lady..."

"Princess Deborah. Does she have to cling to the Department

of Magic like a leech?"

Equipped with an evil edit, the voice of Professor Kyle from

the 3-million-won artifact resonated strongly in the
auditorium.

I recorded it when they called me to the professor's office. Ta-

da.

I looked at Professor Kyle, who was turning pale as he gently

rubbed the artifact.

"Professor Kyle. What do you mean by leech! Is this what you

should say to a student?"

One of the professors scolded Professor Kyle.

"It's truly disappointing. I've admired him until now, but I
can't believe he made such absurd comments."

Especially when it comes to dressing up, some of the ladies

from the Department of Magic launched harsh criticisms.

When his rotten and twisted personality was revealed to the

world, Professor Kyle stumbled with a soulless face.

"As you can see, a professor and an undergraduate. As I was

in a situation under a strong attack from both sides, I am here
on this occasion to get to the bottom of the truth with my own
body."

I glanced around.

"In this situation, why should I reveal the innovative formula

I've improved at the end of my hard work?"

"You improved the formula?"

"Oh my God!"
"No way!"

This time an unprecedented wave swept through the

auditorium like a tsunami.

"How can you improve the regularity of the old mana

discovered by the Grand Mage and the Dragon? Is it correct to
have such an idea?"

The voice of Marquis Bert, who was speaking to himself,

trembled in surprise.

I shrugged.

"I modified the formula because, as you can see, the way to
respond was faster and more accurate than before. There's an
easier path to the correct and faster answer, but what does it
matter if it was written by the Grand Mage or the Dragon?
They all had too biased practices."

My arrogant comments sparked their reaction, with a hint that

she is undoubtedly one of the most wicked women in the
Empire.

I chuckled cunningly, opened the fan forcefully, and folded it.

"Speak more. To spread the rumors far and wide."

"The old formula itself is perfect. Improve it? It's a ridiculous

matter!"

Someone vehemently denied it.

"However, didn't the princess give the answer faster than

anyone else? If she has really achieved the improvement, it's a
significant event that can drastically reduce the casting speed
of magic."

"I don't believe it at all. The princess is deceiving everyone

right now."

While the atmosphere of disbelief gradually flowed, I let out a

long sigh.

"There's still someone who doubts me even though I've

proven my innocence. Seymour's magic. They're saying that
to a direct descendant."

I pretended to be very humiliated.

I lowered my head, trembled, and shrugged my shoulders
while secretly throwing in the rhyme.

"If you really doubt me, I will reveal the improvement I

achieved with my effort after vomiting blood and breaking all
my bones."

"Will you reveal it?"

"Is it true, Princess Deborah?"

"Yes."

With a face full of pain and distress, I began to write on the

board about the achievements of the great mathematicians
from my previous life.
CHAPTER 37

Princess. What do x and y mean?

This is the answer we're trying to derive from the formula.

When a student with glasses asked her, a look of astonishment

spread around.

I believe there was no concept of unknown numbers in this

world.

An unknown number was precisely an unknown number.

Often, we were supposed to write x or y in the equation.

Since there's no concept of an unknown number, they had to

calculate one by one to solve the formula.

However, if you leave the value needed to obtain the variables

x and y, it's not so difficult to figure out the rule.

This is not a problem of knowledge but a problem of wisdom.

And I am an engineering student who has acquired the
wisdom of good men in my brain.

"Why do I have to memorize this when I can use the

mathematical principles I memorized in my past life?"

Meanwhile, the professors couldn't keep their mouths shut and

only uttered long exclamations.

"I can't believe you've arranged that complicated formula in

that way. The clarity hitting my head leaves me speechless."

"If you add the number to the princess's improved formula,

even if you skip the calculation process, you'll get the answer
immediately. I tell you, isn't it amazing?"

"It's a diabolical idea, if I see that formula, I might suddenly

wake up the Silver Dragon from its sleep due to surprise."

"As expected of a Seymour! Even if she has no sensitivity to

mana, she demonstrated her genius in this way. Or should I
say she lives up to her reputation."

Kya, it's a sweet relief.

"It's very useful for combat mages whose casting speed is
important."

Perhaps because they were scholars from the Academy, they

seemed to understand the concept of an unknown number
immediately.

They were all busy learning the formulas written on the board
in their heads.

After finishing the official tests, I twisted my neck from side

to side with the most brutal expression I had practiced in the
mirror.

"Are your doubts clear now? Ha, really, I can't get rid of my
anger."

My eyes gleamed like a snake. I gently pointed my chin

towards the lady I had spoken to last.

It was Arin Ossolt, whom I accidentally saved while passing

behind the academy.

The one who will be my slave... no, Arin Ossolt, who became
my vassal, bravely stepped forward in the auditorium and
approached where the Dean and Vice-Dean were.
"Arin Ossolt?"

"What's going on?"

It turned out she was quite outstanding and received the

affection and trust of the professor.

That's why that fat guy had a greater sense of inferiority and
bothered her.

"Indeed... I have something to report. I overheard something

while passing near the campus behind the Department of
Magic."

She reported the truth that William Raymont and that fat guy
tried to make a big deal out of this issue for Duke Seymour.

Arin, who appears innocent and doesn't know much about the
world, secretly picks up quite well on all the news around her.

It was Lady Arin who also informed her of how the

atmosphere in the Department of Mathematics was flowing.
"It was like a squirrel collecting acorns."

Arin's internal accusation, actually the news, was no different

from pouring oil on my anger, which was burning like fire.

William Raymont! How dare you insult my father using me as

an excuse!

As soon as Arin finished speaking, I shouted loudly.

William Raymont, who was already half-crazed, trembled

with a pale face.

Technically speaking, the direct descendant of the Seymour

family was in an attacked situation by both the university
students and the Academy even before revealing her great
academic achievements.

Even the family was almost involved.

Currently, even the stubborn vice-dean was cautious enough

with me.

Although my father is a generous person who would go along

with this matter, I am different.
What do you mean, Princess?

When he heard my firm statement, a look of doubt passed

through Dean Bert's eyes.

I mean, Sir Raymont, who was behind this wicked scheme,

and all those who insulted me, will have to take responsibility
for everything that is going to happen from now on.

I left the auditorium after a significant declaration of war.

----------------------

The truth-seeking meeting that day was a controversy akin to

a nuclear bomb for the mages.

The unchangeable truth was due to the improved formula of

the ancient Grand Mage Simeon itself.

Along with many observers that day, Princess Deborah's

improved formula began to spread throughout the Department
of Magic and also the Tower.
Wow. This is really incredible. It's not a joke!

The mage admired the complex and bothersome area-of-effect

amplification magic when he cast the spell once without
interruption.

I can't believe that brat Seymour has improved the formula in

such a revolutionary way. It's something that will endure for a
long time.

She doesn't even have mana sensitivity, so she must have at

least this ability.

It was at that moment. A colleague who entered the Tower's

training room, where the area-of-effect magic was faster and
more powerful, was surprised.

Hey! You can't recklessly use Princess Deborah's improved

formula!

Why?

Ah...! You don't know anything. You'll find out soon.

The mage who ignored his colleague's advice and used the
princess's formula shortly afterward received a warning letter
with the Imperial Court's seal.

[Notification of patent rights violation and request for

cessation of violation act.

Unfortunately, it has been identified that the recipient has

violated the patent rights of the sender, Deborah Seymour, so
we request that the violation cease immediately and comply
with the patent holder's request.]

The mage who saw the patent holder's request squinted.

[Fine: 30 gold]

[Monthly Fixed Rate: 7 silver 99 copper]

"What the hell is a monthly fixed rate?"

"What do you mean you're not registered? If you want to keep

using the enhanced formula, it's the price you have to pay
Princess Deborah every month. If you use it without paying
the monthly fixed rate, you'll have to pay the fine to the
judiciary as you should do now."
It's all because of William Raymont, Professor Kyle, and the
idiots who annoyed the princess, who was in a bad mood.

That's enough!

They caused a big problem for Seymour's direct descendant.

The idiot William was not in a position to protest at the

Tower.

The wizard who was fined a considerable amount out of

nowhere asked with a blank face.

"As you can see, Princess Deborah holds a patent for the
enhanced formula."

"If you want to use it, pay for it."

Furthermore, those who protest about "copyrights" criticize

them coldly.

"But we're in a very good situation because we use the

enhanced formula if we pay seven silver a month."
"What does that mean?"

"In addition to the Raymont family, some other families are

also on the princess's blacklist and can't even pass the
payment process."

"Oh my God."

--------------------------

Money and justice pour from the sky!

My monthly fixed amount for the enhanced formula service

increased with 7 more members today, and I had a pleasant
smile on my face.

"Professor Kyle and William Raymont helped on both sides of

the water."

Honestly, having a patent on the magic formula itself is an

unprecedented matter; I didn't know it would work so well.

---------------------------
Three weeks ago.

It was the day I received many jewels from Duke Seymour

when the idea of making money with the formula occurred to
me.

Through the conversation with Duke Seymour, I came to

know that the speed at which I solved the formula is closely
related to the speed of magic casting.

Despite being a groundbreaking discovery, I wasn't happy

with the fact that I couldn't use it properly because my mana
handling ability was zero.

I will never reveal it.

For whose sake?

If the enhanced formula is revealed, the pitiful looks towards

me, who entered the Magic Department through connections,
will diminish, but it will only hurt my stomach because those
who truly benefit from it are battle mages like Rosad.

"Just thinking about it makes my stomach churn."

At first, I will be praised for my discovery, but as I am a
cunning person, they will quickly forget the gratitude and try
to claim my formula as their own to begin with.

Damn it, that would be a blow.

That night, I went to sleep feeling very disheartened. In my

dream, I dreamed of being chased by 100 Thomson's gazelles.

"Save me!"

It was then that I saw a line written in gold that said "patents"
in front of my eyes.

I stumbled upon the golden rope and jumped out of bed.

"That's it, a patent!"

If the formula is patented, then it would be really cool. Is there

any law in the empire related to patents?

Just in case, I went to Maisond as soon as the Academy class

ended.
CHAPTER 38

"You've been coming a lot lately, princess."

Cookie purred and rested her head on my thigh.

"Cookie looks very charming, but the previous request is still

in progress, so if you could extend the deadline by just one
week..."

The Master, who always had an expressionless face, looked

exceptionally tired from excessive work today.

Well, I'm a customer who originally wasn't part of his plans.

The Crown Prince's requests and my requests, he had to deal

with two things at once that not even ten bodies would be
enough for.

"Master, I didn't come here to rush you with the request, but
I'm here because I'm curious about something."

I handed over the jewels and got straight to the point.

"What's your question?"

As soon as he saw the jewels, he perked up a bit.

"Do you have exclusive rights for the release of your new
invention?"

Being a munchkin, he immediately understood what I meant.

"Hm. I think you're talking about that patent law. If you issued
a Patent Judicial document, you can exercise your patent. It
was legislated by the Visconti family about 300 years ago.
Blanchia also often does patents related to artifacts and
alchemy."

"In what way?"

I took out a bunch of jewels, but unexpectedly, he firmly

returned them to me.

"I'm curious about what the princess wants to patent. If you

satisfy my curiosity, I'll help you with the patent process at
lightning speed."

I cheered inwardly when he said he would play the role of a

patent attorney.
Meanwhile, the Master has obtained patents in various fields.
I'm sure he knows how to delve into patent law.

I bit my lips with joy and said.

"...Alright. In exchange, let's draft a contract in which you

won't make any public disclosures related to this discovery."

"Okay. However, if I manage to patent it, the princess will

give 20 percent of the income from the patent."

I first sealed the Master's lips, but he cleverly asked for the
commission.

"Is this how you do it all the time? I am the Princess of

Seymour."

The Master gritted his teeth and looked into my eyes,

groaning.

"Then, 10 percent..."
I turned my head from left to right until it made a cracking
sound.

"So, in addition to this, I'll give you a 30 percent discount on

all artifacts you purchase at Blanchia. What do you think?"

"Hm? I don't think that's a bad deal either..."

The Master was planning to sell more artifacts through the

discount event for me, but it was an irresistible proposal for
me who wanted to buy many artifacts with recording
functions.

"Alright. I'll go with that condition."

"Very well. Let's hear what it's about then."

He smiled as he managed to negotiate.

"It's not much. I improved Simeon's magic formula, and I was

curious if I could get a patent for the improved formula."

He quickly wiped the smile off his mouth and became serious.
"What do you mean it's not much? You improved the formula
of the Great Mage Simeon? Are you serious?"

"Yes."

Large cracks slowly appeared on his inorganic face.

"Seriously?"

"If you really don't believe me, give me a pen."

We showed him the summary of the lengthy formula in front

of him, and after being silent while furrowing his brow for a
while, he let out a somewhat dejected smile.

"The princess always surprises me. It's really amazing."

"And what if I'm amazing? I don't know the difference in

mana, so it's like a cake in the sky for me."

"Ah, so a patent...! I understand. It's similar to my pursuit of

practicality rather than honor."

"Is the patent process possible?

"It's my first experience with an improved formula, but
apparently, there's nothing we can't do if we include
Paragraph 3 of the Patent Law.

His explanation was more or less like this.

The Mage tried to give various attributes to Mana magic.

For your information, Duke Seymour is a mage with

unparalleled talent for turning mana into water and ice
attributes.

And often, there are some mages who patented variations of

unique attributes.

Mana attributes are classified as a kind of 'technology patent,'

and he said that the improved casting speed formula is
sufficient to be included in the 'technical patent' section.

"However, the most important question in this case is how

you will generate income from the patent. In the case of mana
modification patents, when related artifacts or mana stones
were distributed, there was a patent income form for the
mage.
"Ah, it's not easy.

I swallowed nervously.

The key to the improved formula is casting speed.

Since there was no separate invention, the revenue-generating

part became very ambiguous.

"Asking the mage to pay money every time they use my

improved formula... it's difficult anyway.

"It's impossible to investigate one by one if they use the

formula; if you ask them to pay each time that way, there will
be a lot of resistance from the mages. Isn't it likely that Duke
Seymour will oppose it first?

"Then... how about a fixed monthly fee plan?

"What's that?

Curiosity rose in the Master's eyes.

"In exchange for providing the convenience service called
'Improved Formula,' I receive a service fee every month. In
return, I'm thinking of making it a reasonable fee and less
resistant.

This way, there was a place that used to pay 4,900 won
monthly without realizing it.

While I was busy, I had forgotten about it; the money I had
been scammed before canceling the service amounted to a
whopping 110,000 won.

"How on earth did you come up with this idea?

I vaguely remembered the horror of the monthly fixed-rate

money, but the Master suddenly started laughing with his
shoulders up and down.

I kept talking whether he continued to laugh or not.

"If it's 4 silver coins and 99 copper coins every month,

wouldn't it be cheaper and more reasonable than you think,
instead of the fine for patent infringement? With that, I'll
happily receive a monthly allowance.
"The princess's words are correct. The fine is very high
because it goes to the judiciary.

Very well!

If we give just a few examples, everyone will sign up for my

paid formula service.

It's cheaper than the fine, and most importantly, it's

convenient.

Assuming that all those involved in magic will use my

improved formula service, there will be strong fixed profits
during the patent period.

"Ah, right. I have to give 10 percent to this idiot..."

The Master crossed his sparkling eyes.

"The princess is an evil genius. You're robbing money out of

him."
"I'm not evil, but you could say I'm a monster born of
capitalism."

I swallowed the bitterness.

"Ah, also, princess. Mages will think it's affordable even if

you increase the service fee to 7 silver and 99 copper. Most of
them are well-paid individuals."

"..."

"Furthermore, instead of revealing the various formulas

you've noted here, how about gradually increasing the service
fee?"

But who the hell gave birth to the capitalist monster in front of
me?

I clicked my tongue as I looked at the Master again.

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Well, after that, it was all at the speed of light.

It's because William Raymont and Professor Kyle created a
justification for me to take money.

Moreover, the patent documents are becoming clearer and

clearer.

By defining the piece as "core technology," I prevented

anyone, not even dogs or cows, from patenting it.

The day William's request came up.

At a convenient time, my father had already felt very

uncomfortable when Marquess Raymont, the head of the
Tower, fought over this matter.

"These little things, how dare they disrespect my daughter?! I

can't let these bullfighters use the formula you've developed
with blood and sweat so clearly."

Thanks to this, it was easy to persuade Duke Seymour to

patent the magic formula.

"Patenting was a good idea."

He was even very happy.

While I was interested in the fixed profits that came every
month, Duke Seymour was very interested in using patent law
to ruin Marquess Raymont.

This is because essentially, permission from the patent holder

was required to use the registered technology.

"Restrict the use of the improved formula in the Raymont

family. They will be in constant decline in the magical world
with their careless words and actions."

"As expected, the dirty personality of Seymour comes from

this man."

"I'll show it to you when I have it."

So, I also pretended to be angry.

It's much better to take revenge for insults.

It was much more plausible to hide the desire to earn money

every month.
Thanks to Duke Seymour's aggressive push, as soon as the
truth-seeking meeting ended, I was able to issue the patent
quickly.

Furthermore, thanks to the notable presence of many famous

individuals who attended the truth-seeking meeting, I was
able to quickly secure the first customers who would use the
improved formula.

"Although I don't know why the members of Epsilon all came

at once to see the truth-seeking meeting, it was good for me."

Especially the Fifth Princess, an executive member of Epsilon

and a fire mage, was particularly excited that I was selling my
improved formula everywhere. Arin had just said it.

"The Fifth Princess described the improved formula that the

princess made as more beautiful than Sir Isidor, who is the
most handsome man in the Empire."

Even when Arin Ossolt's body was trembling, she finished her
sentence with a comparison that she wasn't very curious
about.

"Although she seems very afraid of me, she tells me every

secret."
When I looked at her with a stunned mood, Arin lowered her
head with her trembling red eyes.

"You worked hard."

I patted her on the shoulders for diligently collecting rumors

circulating in the Department of Magic all this time.

"Ugh!"

Arin seemed horrified by my touch, like a squirrel bitten by a

suddenly wriggling snake on her hands and feet.

"I, I'll, I'll work hard! I should do the research the princess
asked me to do..."

"Keep it up."

Arin, who seemed uncomfortable when I praised her,

mumbled gibberish and closed her mouth, then rushed out of
the Department of Magic classroom like a person with a
motor in her foot.
I feel like I've become a villain who intimidates little children.

I looked at her squirrel-like back while feeling ambiguous.

I can be sweet and gentle, but I didn't want to be out of place.

"I'm sorry. I'll live as an indifferent and cold-hearted villain."

Even though I swindled 7 silver coins and 99 copper coins

every month, most people think I'm showing mercy because
the Raymont family is in dire straits.

I'm an evil woman, so I have this atmosphere no matter how

crazy the things I do are.

I quite like it.

"The bottom line is that I'll live up to this image."

CHAPTER 39

"Ahh... What should I do?"

Arin's face turned red when Princess Deborah's hand touched

her and held her by the shoulders, causing her to start
stomping her feet like crazy.

"Great! She's really great!"

She will never wash this cloth that has the divine touch of the
princess; Arin will keep it as a family treasure forever.

But she really doesn't have many clothes.

Her family was ruined because of her father, who liked to

gamble, and got caught up in business debt.

Arin tapped the tips of her old shoes with a grumpy

expression, but she brightened up when she remembered the
fourth clause of the contract that the princess brought.

[Arin Ossolt has been working as a librarian at Seymour since

April 23]
There was a vacancy for a while in Seymour's internal library,
and she was scheduled to go to Seymour temporarily starting
next week.

I can't believe I've become a vassal of the princess!

—Kyaaa!

A joyful scream burst out.

The princess is also a very merciful person.

This is because librarians can look at books as much as they

want and do undergraduate tasks simultaneously.

Moreover, the salary is really high, so she can buy new

clothes right away.

Above all, it was an honor for her family to breathe in the

same space as the princess.

"I'm so happy. It's like a dream."

In reality, she was really scared at first...

Princess Deborah, whom she had only known through rumors,
scared her a lot at first.

With dark circles because she couldn't sleep well, Princess

Deborah's eyes were red from holding back her brutal yawns,
which were even more brutal that day.

The princess, who appeared with bloodshot eyes and a

gloomy atmosphere with a look of discomfort, suddenly
exercised factual violence against George, saying he was ugly.

"Huk..."

I can't believe it could go this far.

The level of evilness was also brief.

Although Princess Deborah may not be helping her because

she's rumored to have a bad personality, as a result, Arin was
able to escape George's harassment thanks to her.

The moment Arin tried to contain her fear and say thank you,
the princess started punishing George for speaking ill, right in
front of Arin's eyes.
Strangely that night, Arin couldn't sleep properly as she kept
thinking about the princess's appearance.

"Why couldn't I refute it with as much confidence all this time

as the princess did?"

Arin gradually shrunk from the ignorant words that her father
and brother used to spit out.

Her father, Count Ossolt, was a prejudiced man like George

who believed that women had no natural talent for magic and
invested much more money in his son.

So, from childhood, all the high-quality education was

monopolized by the older brother, and Arin only received
basic education.

However, she loved to read and was so intelligent that she was
able to pass the gifted program administered by the Tower on
her own.

Amid her father's gambling and subsequent failure in trade,

magic was her only hope.
However, recently, even that hope has been fading away.

Her mana doesn't gather very well, it was due to the habitual
disdain of the people around her and the lack of support from
her family.

When she saw George's appearance, who was beaten to his

heart's content for picking fights while Arin was struggling,
she felt her chest wide open.

Furthermore, Princess Deborah, who is tall and has cold

features, made the woman's heart race.

The denial of becoming a fan was short.

After that day, Arin began to prepare a gift for Princess

Deborah.

Regardless of the intention, it was an excuse to give the gift

because George's harassment disappeared when Princess
Deborah stepped forward, but it was mainly a desire to pay
homage as a fan.

"It's an insignificant gift, so I can't help it even if she throws it

away..."
Arin toyed with the gift she had magically made and
approached the princess who was sitting behind the
Department of Magic.

As soon as she saw Princess Deborah adorned with beautiful

jewelry and a luxurious dress, Arin immediately felt
intimidated, but unexpectedly, Deborah started the
conversation first.

"Are you here? Do you have something to tell me?"

"Oh, that! Th-thank you, thanks for last time."

Her hands and feet began to shake when faced with the blood-
red eyes. Arin felt like she might vomit from nervousness.

She closed her eyes and suddenly presented the gift she had
worked hard on for a few days. Princess Deborah tilted her
head.

"What is that?"

"This is a violet with magic preservation and fragrance-

enhancing magic. The fragrance lasts a long time and stays in
the same form for over a month; it would be good as
decoration."

"Does it mean you added magic to the properties of the

flowers?"

"Yes."

"Alright."

A faint smile appeared near the princess's mouth.

After Princess slightly took the violets from Arin's hand with
her pale hand, she spoke.

"What is your name?"

"I'm Arin Ossolt."

After introducing themselves to each other, Arin excitedly

kicked her bed all night.

She couldn't believe that the princess had accepted her gift.
Furthermore, Arin had something more exciting to do the next
day.

Princess Deborah secretly visited Arin while bringing the

contract.

"Don't you intend to work as my vassal?"

"Huh? I-I'll be your vassal, a vassal of the princess?"

How dare her wretched self become that?

"There's nothing to fear. There's something I want to do with

your ability."

Arin's face heated up again when the princess said she needed
her own insignificant ability. She was so happy to the point
that her hands and feet were trembling.

"You need money, right? As you know, I only have money, so

we'll get along well."
As if Deborah wanted Arin to sign the contract right now, the
princess had a very wicked smile as she waved the paper
stuck between her index and middle finger.

"Nose, I think my nose will bleed..."

Arin Ossolt, who had bad taste in preferring bad men, signed
a slavery contract without a second of hesitation.

And since then, she never regretted her decision.

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On the other hand, besides Arin Ossolt, there was another

person who wanted to get closer to Princess Deborah.

The fifth princess, Vivian Histach.

The younger sister of Crown Prince Behonick Histach, also

one of the Empire's top fire mages.

The day of the truth-seeking meeting.

At Isidor's request, the Fifth Princess reluctantly watched the
truth-seeking meeting.

It was a favor to her brother's favorite man, so there was

nothing she could do.

It seems that the famous Seymour person caused trouble

again.

While thinking indifferently, the Princess crossed her arms

against a wall with a lazy expression.

However, the truth-seeking meeting began to take an entirely

unexpected turn, and her lax attitude gradually changed.

"Can you solve that formula so quickly?"

She began to concentrate in the middle with clenched fists.

"I... I fell in love with her."

The Fifth Princess, who was watching the formula being

solved by the princess, suddenly said while rubbing her warm
cheeks.
The Fifth Princess, who normally doesn't change her
expression or speak much, surprised Thierry, who was
standing next to her, with her intense reaction.

"Princess, what exactly did you fall in love with?"

"I sense that new approach. The frameworks drawn by the

Great Mage, everything has been cut."

"Honestly, Princess, I have no idea what you're saying. What

is x, and what is y? Do those two love each other or are they
enemies? Why do they suddenly stick together and then fall
apart, making a scene?"

"Don't speak."

The Fifth Princess made a pitiful expression when she saw

Thierry talking nonsense.

In fact, like Thierry, the amateur executive mage members

had expressions of perplexity when they saw the princess's
formula.

These people are executive members.

The Fifth Princess pointed with her eyes and clicked her
tongue several times.

When the truth-seeking meeting was in a state of confusion,

Isidor laughed slowly and ostentatiously.

"Didn't I say it would be fun, Princess?"

"Honestly, I have no idea what you're talking about, but I've

come to understand that Princess Deborah is not a Seymour
for no reason. The Fifth Princess is so amazed."

Thierry muttered with a bewildered expression.

"That was a really cool performance."

The Fifth Princess was impressed as she raised her thumb.

The revelation of Princess Deborah's improved formula itself

was a shock, and it was also impressive to see how she pushed
the Academy and Raymont without getting discouraged at all.

It was the most desirable talent she had seen recently.

"You've made my heart beat so fast, Isidor, take responsibility
and bring Princess Deborah to Epsilon."

Thierry was surprised when the Fifth Princess suddenly

insisted with a determined expression.

"Isn't Princess Deborah going to Omicron for sure? There are

many vacancies there, and above all, there's Sir Philap."

In response to Thierry's words, the Fifth Princess's

expressionless face wrinkled slightly.

"Why would Seymour, a pro-emperor family, go to such a

remote place?"

Because Omicron was a club of influential senators who

disagreed with the emperor, it seemed even more distasteful.

"Because Sir Philap is..."

"We can use Sir Isidor's honey trap. You can do it."
The Fifth Princess interrupted Thierry's words and looked at
Isidor's handsome face.

"Well, now that I think about it, it might be quite possible.

Our Epsilon leader is much handsomer than the Omicron
leader. It's my pride."

Thierry nodded.

"Well, you're right. It's quite possible."

Isidor, who was already tired of using his honey trap,

hardened his expression until it turned pale.

"Sir Isidor. Courage."

"Unconditionally for Epsilon."

The Fifth Princess quickly left the auditorium after saying

that.
CHAPTER 40

"Hyuk! What's this?"

The unexpected item on the desk startled me.

I picked up a silver letter opener, which had never been used

before, and tore open the sealed envelope with coins and
strings.

It was the first time I had received an invitation.

"Oh, it was this."

I felt a bit flattered, but as soon as I saw the content and the
sender, a wave of weariness washed over me.

The content was about how they would like to study the
formula more deeply, so it is possible to provide relevant
information directly.

"Ah, life is..."

I was reborn with beauty and wealth, but only received an
invitation to a conference, not to an elegant party or a social
gathering.

"But it's a relief it's not a duel."

It's a bit bothersome, but I wrote a response saying I would

attend.

It's a golden opportunity to promote the improved formula, so

there's no reason to decline.

Recently, all the mages have become my easy clients.

"Tell them it's a positive response."

The maid, to whom they handed the letters with a purple coin,
bowed politely.

"Yes, Princess. Also, Helen Zihoto has just arrived with the
Spring Flower Festival dress."

"Bring her to the salon."

As I sat on the sofa with crossed arms, the door opened, and
servants began to enter, carrying boxes filled with dresses that
exuded springtime feelings.

Helen Zihoto, whom Deborah chose from the Yones district,

has always designed my dresses.

From chic and urban to elegant. She was good at creating

clothing that matched Deborah's image.

She is a talented designer, and all this time, I've let her do it
on her own, but this time I was involved in this dress for the
Spring Ball.

I showed Helen the Pink Diamond in person and asked for a

design that would complement the jewel well.

In the meantime, I didn't use it on purpose because I didn't

want to get caught up in the original story, the idea of what
Philap did to me in secret offended me.

Anyway, whatever I do, that idiot is the one who will fight me
while wearing rose-colored glasses.

"They're my jewels, why can't I be proud of them?!"

As the Master said, this opportunity would be convenient for
increasing the value of the Pink Diamond and selling it at a
high price.

"Besides, the dress design is important for making the

necklace stand out."

Deborah's face and body are always in the best condition, so

Helen should do well.

However, the dress designs all look quite ambiguous today.

Helen, who seemed to be working overtime, was very tactful

with me to see if the task had been carried out well and gave a
presentation about the dress with an uncertain voice.

"Princess, this dress is made of light pink silk. We proceed

with a design that exposes the shoulders so that the neckline
and collar stand out as elegantly as a swan."

It's beautiful, but the problem is that it doesn't suit me.

I opened my mouth after looking at several dresses in front of

the mirror for a while.
"Today, I don't like any of the designs you brought. The
ruffles are too much, and especially this ribbon, you would
know it even if I don't explain."

Helen lowered her head with a pale complexion.

"I'm sorry. I constantly thought about the Pink Diamond and

didn't think about the princess who wears the clothes. It's my
fault."

"I don't think it's working..."

The heart-shaped design of the Pink Diamond emphasizes a

lovely feeling.

No matter how talented Helen is, if she emphasizes the

necklace, it will inevitably clash with my image.

Well, it's the element that makes Mia show her simple and
innocent charm in the original novel.

"I think I have to give up on making the jewels stand out."

If I go out in those cute pink dresses, everyone will think that
I'm a clumsy imitator of the girl next to Philap.

I'm the only one who will be ridiculed.

"Helen, discard the idea of emphasizing the Pink Diamond

and fix it in the direction that suits me best."

"Yes, Princess."

"I like off-the-shoulder dresses, so proceed this way. Instead,

I'd like the fabric to be a much deeper plum color than it is
now."

After adding some of my opinions, I sent Helen back to the

dressing room and realized that I was overlooking the most
important fact.

I have the dress but don't have a partner to accompany me to

the ball.

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"Can't I just drag along any moderate guy?"

At last year's Spring Flower Festival, Deborah attended the
ball with the son of an easy vassal, but she went home early
with the excuse of a stomachache.

It was because she was in a bad mood after Philap rejected her
request for a dance partner.

Before the opening of the festival ball, Deborah secretly

showed her intention to request Philap as her escort at all
times, but the results were always disastrous.

"Why am I the one embarrassed?"

That's why Philap can't help but contract the serious "axe
disease."

After taking a sip of apple juice, reflecting on the debris of the

past that is hard to learn from, I lifted my body at the sound of
a couple of knocks.

"... What's that, too?"

I arched my eyebrows when I saw the maid enter with letters

and several boxes of large gifts.
No matter how I look at this, it doesn't seem to be related to
the conference.

"Send the gifts from the knight in front of the princess."

"In front of me?"

I reached for the letter feeling doubtful, and as soon as I

checked the sender, I coughed and spat out the juice.

[Louie Gazelle]

With just four letters of his name, I knew he was the guy who
gifted me the thrilling nightmare of being chased by
Thomson's wild gazelle.

I opened the letter and checked the contents.

[Hello. Princess Deborah.

Allow me to introduce myself; I am the eldest son of the

Gazelle family, which owns the Acord estate filled with
silver. Louie Gazelle. Currently, I am receiving education as
the head of the family... (skip)]

Looking at the pompous beginning of the letter, I clicked my

tongue.

I'm sure you're that foolish pervert from the original story.

[I heard from Sir Belreck about the beauty of the Princess...

(skip) May I ask this lovely person to be my companion for
the dance? I await the princess's positive response.]

As expected, the contents of the letter were about him wanting

to be my escort for this dance.

The ball held at the imperial palace was also a suitable stage
for men and women who did not know each other.

Hm, you used your brain well.

After reading the letter, when I opened Louie Gazelle's current

box, it was filled with silver specialties produced in the Acord
region.

"Princess Deborah, how should I handle these things?"

"Leave it for now."

"What? Oh, yes. I understand."

The maid shivered in surprise and fidgeted at my words.

It's inevitable.

In the past, Deborah was ruthless in smashing noble gifts into

the trash, and if letters arrived, they were proudly celebrated
with a fiery ceremony.

After the tantrum was revealed to the world, her popularity

among the nobles has fallen, so no more gifts have arrived.

It's not because Deborah is no longer popular, but because she

had an extreme ardor for Philap, so no one would dare to look
beyond her and her mental victory.

(N/T: When someone is losing a heated debate due to their

lack of logic, and they start giving some absurd and ridiculous
excuses instead of admitting their faults.)
"How should I put it? She's a constantly foolish character."

If they are gifts from aristocratic nobles, they must be

expensive, so why throw them away?

"It's a waste."

"How much is all of this worth?"

I cheer with joy when I see the silver bars and accessories in
the box.

The Azutean Empire is the gold standard, but silvers are

distributed, so the exchange rate for money looked much
better than jewelry.

Thanks for introducing me to a good person, Belreck. I'll

repay this favor right away.

I smiled at the specialties from the Acord region.

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Belreck touched his forehead upon learning that Deborah did
not burn Louie Gazelle's letter and accepted the gifts.

"Why?"

He was confident that Deborah would make a scene like a

rabid dog since she had said she wouldn't accept them unless
they were gifts from Philap.

He is confused because he cannot predict his sister's recent

actions at all.

To the extent that she suffered from a terrible headache every

night and had a loss of appetite.

"Damn it."

He ruffled his long hair as he spat out a harsh curse.

"How the hell did this happen?!"

CHAPTER 41

Belreck's sister, Seymour's ugly duckling, out of nowhere,

created an innovative and improved formula, elevating
divinity into the realm of magical theory.

It's not easy to accept this astonishing situation as reality, but

even more terrible things happened.

As soon as Belreck saw Deborah's formula, he felt a chill

down his spine.

This is because it's very useful for combat mages where

casting speed is crucial.

And, of all things, his rival and twin brother, Rosad, is a battle
mage.

Firstly, Simeon's magical formula was designed for winning

wars and was inseparable from combat mages.

The formula is an arrangement of Mana rules floating in

space. Combat mages can amplify magical effects using this
rule, transforming its shape to strike their enemy.
However, unlike the mana circle within one's body, it's also a
challenging area for everyone to operate mana in outer space.

Especially because the spell takes a long time.

But Deborah compressed this slow and complicated process in

a much simpler way.

Even if you use the improved formula designed by Deborah,

she heard that mana loss rarely occurs when used over an
extended period of time.

It's literally a revolution for combat mages whose lives will be

short.

Hasn't Rosad gone crazy with joy by now?

With just 7 silver coins, you can enjoy all kinds of benefits.

Belreck really doesn't enjoy anything despite having the

monthly subscription.

"Your complexion doesn't look good."

His subordinate said, worried.

"I have a headache."

Belreck, who lowered his long lashes with a face full of pain,
closed his eyes tightly.

"Sir Belreck. But still, you've made great progress in your

recent artifact research."

"What should I do with that?! They're always comparing me!

We were supposed to both play the game with our feet, but
Deborah just gave wings to Rosad! How can I not have a
headache?"

"Is the improved formula really that good?"

Belreck let out a bitter laugh.

"Just good?"

Among the Tower researchers, it got to the point where he

was ashamed of being called a bright figure in three fingers.
Even his twin brother, who was always one step ahead, didn't
make him feel so miserable.

The moment he saw the formula, the past in which he ignored

Deborah and looked down on her unfolded like lanterns, and
Belreck experienced for the first time what it's like to hide in a
mousehole.

"Why did Deborah, who is so intelligent, pretend to be stupid

all this time?"

He didn't have the confidence to face his sister out of shame.

He really didn't want to meet her, so he hadn't been home

recently and had locked himself in the Tower.

"Just good?"

"Isn't it like that?"

"Calling that a question!? I don't want to talk to a stupid

human like you. I feel like I'm being ignorant. Get lost."
Belreck, who dismissed his subordinate with an annoyed
expression, remained alone in the office and washed his face
dry with mixed feelings.

"But Louie Gazelle, why is this Western country bumpkin

suddenly misbehaving? It's annoying."

He already had a headache because of Deborah, but Louie

Gazelle's arbitrary behavior made Belreck even more dizzy.

The other day, he exchanged several letters with Louie

Gazelle with the implication of introducing his sister.

Although in the process, he received some silver as an

unexpected gain, it was a kind of custom.

It was also common for an older brother to introduce the

people around him to his younger sister, who is of
marriageable age.

He thought it wouldn't amount to anything.

He tried to set up a meeting, but he was so busy with research

that it was postponed day by day, and Louie Gazelle's side
also did nothing.
But when Belreck heard that Deborah was doing well, that
Gazelle guy suddenly changed his attitude halfway and started
bombarding with gifts.

Meanwhile, he doesn't really understand what the hell

Deborah is thinking when suddenly receiving gifts from Louie
Gazelle.

Doesn't she like Philap?

He thought she would throw the gifts from the Western

country count without even looking at them...

While feeling a cold sweat, his subordinates hurriedly entered

the office.

"My lord."

"What?"

"Duke Seymour says you should go to his office immediately

right now."
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Belreck, who rushed from the Tower to the main building of

the mansion using a magic circle, felt nervous about the
strange atmosphere.

"Please, have a seat."

"Yes."

His father's expression in front of him was exceptionally

unusual today.

The wrinkles in the middle of his forehead deepened, and his

cold silver eyes were angry.

Belreck lifted the cup of hot tea in a nervous mood, feeling

pressured.

"Belreck."

"Yes, Father."
"I heard rumors that you were trying to bridge a connection
between the eldest son of Count Gazelle and Deborah."

He had tried to do that, but why were there suddenly rumors

to the extent that they reached his father's ears?

Duke Seymour spoke to Belreck on an unpleasant day with a

hint of curiosity.

"Deborah says the reason she can't casually discard his gifts is
because of your face, the matchmaker."

"She's not someone who has tact with me, why is she
suddenly using me as an excuse...?"

Belreck felt deep embarrassment.

Furthermore, he was curious about why his father was

exuding such a brutal atmosphere.

In the past, when Deborah tormented the ladies surrounding

Philap and the other family asked for money, his father, with a
tired and sickly face, used to say this.
"They've even rejected your marriage proposal! How long do
you intend to talk about that Montes guy?! It's truly
embarrassing. I should introduce you to other nobles quickly!"

That's why Belreck thought his actions had no problem.

Especially since Deborah is of a suitable age to marry.

"It's common for a brother to introduce a good young man to

his sister. Deborah is now of marriageable age..."

Before Belreck could speak, Duke Seymour immediately

responded.

"Hey, you idiot! The west is farther from Seymour's estate,

and it's also the countryside. Are you out of your mind to take
your sister to that countryman from a count's family? Why the
hell did you do something stupid that I didn't even ask you to
do?"

"But, but still, the Gazelle family owns a large silver mine.
Last time, Father also said that I should introduce Deborah to
more nobles..."

"When did I say that? I never said that!"

Belreck was about to drop the tea cup he held because his
father said it with such confidence.

"I must be going crazy. I'm sure he said that last year."

But if he said it bluntly, the situation would be much worse

than it is now, so Belreck just pressed his lips.

"He had a level head and was more objective than anyone
else."

Deborah's pathetic father disappeared out of nowhere.

Only one thing remains on Belreck's mind.

"Since he bought the Pink Diamond, something has been

strange."

How did it come to this?

While swallowing his mixed feelings, Duke Seymour, who

had calmed his anger a bit, coughed in vain several times.
"Anyway, you don't need to worry about Deborah's marriage.
Do you understand?"

"But still, wouldn't it be good for me to step forward if she

doesn't have a spouse like now?"

Deborah has been acting like a Seymour for a long time, but
her thoughts of getting rid of her haven't changed.

"Because of Deborah, one of my subordinates, whom I placed

in the library, was affected."

How much more does she want to be bad?

But even if he presses her forcefully, Deborah needs

permission from the family head to get married, so Father was
just angry.

"That, ha, you just need to do well in your job, don't meddle
unnecessarily! Maybe because you're stuck in the Tower
every day, your tact is zero..., tch!"

"I'm only concerned about my sister as an older brother..."

"I'm more concerned about you, but if you still want to
meddle, then bring an ice mage better than me. Then I'll
consider it seriously."

"He's joking, right?"

As if there's someone in this world who could beat his father

with their ice magic.

He must mean he wants to take a bright mage as a son-in-law.

Maybe, is he serious?

"I... I'll keep that in mind. I apologize for troubling my father

with my rash actions."

"Go, if you understand."

"Yes."

Belreck, who left his father's office with a tired face, let out a
long sigh.
For some reason, he feels like things are continuing to go
awry.

During his childhood, when he touched the wrong beehive, he

had this kind of creepy feeling.

And his sinister premonition was quite accurate.

CHAPTER 42

"What's that?"

"Is it a public confession?"

"It seems important."

"I can't believe there's a guy making these silly confessions

these days."

In front of the campus fountain of the Department of Magic.

The students' astonished gazes were fixed on the man holding

a bouquet of red roses.

Dressed in expensive clothing and accessories from head to

toe, he was a man who exuded an air of extravagance.

Those shiny brown boots of his were especially

overwhelming.

To make matters worse, he was standing in the same spot

where Sir Isidor had been a moment ago...
"What a shame."

It's more comparable as it was the opposite of Isidor, who

only added subtle touches of light to his clothing to make his
original charms endure.

"Whoo. Everyone is amazed by his money. It's inevitable.

He's the owner of the Western Silver Mine."

Louie Gazelle enjoyed the attention poured on him and waited

for Princess Deborah to come out of the Department of
Magic's classroom.

"As expected, the water in the capital is good."

In the midst of that, he didn't forget to admire and glance at

passing beautiful ladies.

Before long.

At the main entrance of the Department of Magic building,

appeared a lady, no matter how you looked at it, whose face
was labeled "Deborah Seymour."
As soon as Deborah passed by, the people around her made
way in a very polite manner.

They also seemed like herbivores moving away from

carnivores.

She really looks elegant.

Louie Gazelle's eyes widened.

She was a striking woman with her long purple hair falling to
her waist and her slender figure.

"I don't think there's a single act of tenderness in her, so she's

not my type, but she's prettier than I thought."

Above all, that woman, Deborah, is the direct line of

Seymour's descendants; he heard that she has recently
demonstrated her magical talent.

She is someone he needs for the Gazelle family whose mage

is never born.
He heard rumors that Princess Deborah is cruel to the point
where all the nobles called her a viper, but if they isolate her
in the western land and educate her, she will fix her
temperament.

"It's not like I'm going to see that woman forever."

He swallowed his dark intention and approached Princess

Deborah with a pleasant smile.

"Hello, Princess Deborah. I can meet you like this after being
introduced by Sir Belreck Seymour. It is an infinite honor to
meet a beautiful and noble person directly."

Thinking it was a perfect first impression, the princess raised

her lips slightly with a mocking smirk.

"Aha! You're that Thomson, no, Louie Gazelle. How

shameless you are during the day. How dare you put that ugly
face in front of me?"

"This... suddenly..."

Louie Gazelle's expression hardened when resentful

comments arose suddenly in their first meeting.
"Catherine Bay."

The dominant eyes that looked at him and the humiliation he

felt were also brief. Because the moment Catherine's name
was mentioned, Gazelle's eyes widened.

"That's it..."

"Well, it's the name of your mother's maid that you had an
affair with and was expelled from your estate last year."

"..."

"Of course, I know it's not the end. Mary Winter last year,
three years ago in the fall, Joanne..."

"Whaa, wait, Princess!"

Faced with the constant revelation of his past, Louie Gazelle's

expression darkened.
"Really, somehow I have a lot of material. I was surprised that
something came out every time I dug it up. Even a cat will
lose less fur than this."

"Ke, Keuk!"

Taking a step closer with a dirty smile, Louie Gazelle

hesitated and began to step back.

"It's too early to run away yet. I have a petition with a simple
list of your dirty deeds; I'll prepare it for you."

Deborah pulled the envelope with the red seal from her bag,
and Louie Gazelle quickly waved his arms.

"It's, it's okay."

"Well, there's a lineup of people who can come to the capital

and testify about you if I want, but there's no need to
particularly dirty my mouth. Well, even if I didn't go west,
you also played splendidly here. You even raised a bribery
fund."

She even knows that.

Louie Gazelle's hands and feet began to tremble strongly.

"I also know that you're so addicted to gambling to the point

that you made a bribery fund in order to secretly steal the
silver from the recent silver mines."

"..."

"Your father must have had a futile dream when he saw my

brother Belreck's letter. He also handed the seal to the Gazelle
family to strengthen their relationship with the Seymour
family. But you used that seal to make a slush fund."

"Heuk."

"When your father heard this news, he must have jumped for
joy. Isn't that right?"

Louie Gazelle felt fear as he watched the princess peel back

the white thread from what he had done in secret.

He couldn't believe she knew everything that had happened in

the corner of the western region, where the terrain is rugged
and outsiders rarely come and go.
The incident the princess mentioned was an incident where he
boasted that the name Catherine Bay was well hidden.

He couldn't even guess how extensive the information

network of Princess Deborah was.

She narrowed her cold, snake-like thin eyes and fired.

"Moreover, above all, I'm very curious about my brother's

reaction to trusting you and arranging a meeting with me."

"Heuk!"

Princess Deborah waved the red envelope that was written

with the details of Louie Gazelle's dirty behavior.

"Maybe if he looks at the petition from the maids and servants

who worked in the Gazelle family, he won't believe that he
was deceived and insulted by you and will throw his gloves at
your shameless face?"

Louie Gazelle took a deep breath.

A duel with Seymour's second son, one of the greatest

geniuses.
If he pulled out just one attack artifact, it was obvious he
would die instantly right there.

His lips trembled.

"W-what... What should I...?"

"Speak properly. Don't stutter your words."

"What, what do you want from me, Princess? Well, I'll do

anything. If you want me to beg here, I'll plead."

"It's simple. Never show your face in front of me again from

now on. As it has already happened, I hope you're stuck in the
west where you live and never come out of there. I'll give you
3 seconds."

3.2.1.

She counted the numbers mercilessly.

Barely standing with a broken look on his face, Louie Gazelle

moved out of the princess's sight and fled like a madman.
----------------------

It turned out well.

Watching Louie Gazelle with his back hunched walk away in

an instant, I tightened my stiff neck with tension.

I had asked to find his weakness, and it was the moment when
Blanchia's first request finally saw the light.

"As expected of the Master, he was truly born to do the work

of a single person."

The Master had been investigating all kinds of wealth of

Louie Gazelle, waiting for the opponent to fall into a trap with
his weapon.

Belreck, the heir, brought Louie Gazelle, and I thought he

would show up sooner or later, but I didn't know he would
send him to appear among the gifts and letters...

I thought that if I grasped his weakness and wielded it, and

scared him into a duel with Belreck, he would be frightened
since it was a matter of life or death and would leave here, and
it was just as I had hoped.

"By the way, how powerful is the Master's information

network?"

The western region of Acord is a rugged mountainous area,

far from the capital, so it shouldn't be easy to gather
information, but he investigated all the hidden facts of the
local lord's son, who was no less than a local king.

It was certain that informants planted by the Master must

already be hidden throughout the Empire.

What on earth is his identity?

Wouldn't it be highly likely that he's the son of the family that
used to run an intelligence guild for a long time?

He spoke politely, but he couldn't be a commoner.

Since the Master liked the metaphors used by the nobles.

In conclusion, I want to keep doing business with him.

To do so, I have to be good at give-and-take. I didn't expect
him to bring me this information.

Instead of threatening Louie Gazelle with the sealed red

envelope, I looked at another envelope with a silver seal and
swallowed my dry saliva.

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Did Louie Gazelle have a serious accident?

Louie Gazelle, who went to the academy, was involved in a

scandal, which was the news that reached Belreck when he
was upset.

"Yes, Sir Belreck. That's why he ended up seriously injured in

the important area... Keheup! Maybe it was the deadliest
accident as a man, so he's no longer snooping around the
capital's social circle."

"..."

The nuisance had disappeared.

That was Belreck's brief impression.

Since his father disapproved of Louie Gazelle, it was a more

involved specification with him.

However, somehow, he felt uneasy even though it wasn't a

bad situation for him.

Belreck, who returned today from the tower because he

couldn't concentrate, began to walk around the house.

Usually, his mind is filled with thoughts related to work and

performance, but perhaps because he was in a chaotic mood,
he could see a garden of flowers buried in the bluish darkness.

"Originally, it was a rose garden that my mother used to take

care of..."

What kind of change of heart did his father suddenly have to

change the garden?

Perhaps it's not because of Deborah.

If not, then it's fine; he insisted that his hunch was correct.

"Why exactly?"

Standing in an ambiguous mood, a doll-like figure in white

wax slowly emerged from the garden.

Deborah?

Perhaps because she was walking with her back to the garden,
Belreck squinted his eyes when his mother came to mind.
CHAPTER 43

He doesn't want to admit it, but his sister tried to steal their
mother's appearance.

Since she is the opposite of their mother, who is as calm as a

deep lake, he immediately forgot about that fact.

".... What's going on?"

Belreck, who had been mesmerized for a while because

Deborah looked exceptionally like their mother today, soon
regained his senses and asked in a sharp voice.

"Between brother and sister, we can look at each other for no

reason."

When he saw Deborah speaking in a relaxed tone, Belreck let

out a slight snort.

"We're not in a friendly brother-sister relationship. Stop

beating around the bush and brag if you want to. I've been
ignoring you all this time, so you must have a lot to say about
this improved formula, right?"
"Hmm? If you suddenly say it like that, I feel like I have to
brag about something. However, I'm here to receive your
apologies."

Belreck looked at her clearly directed red eyes and crossed his
arms.

"Apologies? Why should I do something like that?"

"All this time I've met with you, you've been spitting out
exaggerated comments. Foolish and abusive language, and out
of nowhere, without asking me, you introduced me to a man
and threatened me."

Seeing Deborah pointing out his mistakes one by one, Belreck

squinted his eyes.

"I'm sure she has improved her skills. In the past, you used to
speak loudly and shout at people beneath you to vent your
anger, there used to be no logic at all in your words."

So, even though it was ridiculous, he listened to her words

without holding back.

"Furthermore, my brother's subordinate spoke insolently to

me. Because of how much you ignored me, a simple
subordinate dared to argue with me, a princess. I also want an
apology for that."

"Why should I? I'm in a position where I could trap you right

now."

Belreck, who was slightly twisting his thin lips, took a step
toward Deborah, who clenched her fist.

"That's why you've been moderately stupid. Look back a bit

on what you've done. How can I not ignore you?"

Tch, Deborah, who clicked her tongue slightly, pulled

something out of her shawl.

"What's this?"

"Look first."

Belreck's eyes trembled a lot after checking the content of the

envelope she gave him.

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Seeing the face of the arrogant Belreck turning white, I felt
like frying popcorn.

As expected, this tough punk tasted his own medicine. You

have to hit him to make him listen. He's not even a child.

"Is this content... true?"

As soon as Belreck saw the document about Louie Gazelle, he

first asked me if it was true with the hunch that he was ruined.

"You didn't know? What should I do if your information skills

are lower than mine, who doesn't even have a subordinate?"

A flagrant embarrassment and a feeling of consternation

passed through Belreck's bright eyes. My brother made the
mistake of revealing his intentions and purposes first. It also
gave me time to investigate the other person.

"....."

"If you don't believe in the documents at all, call the witness.
Catherine Bay. She's the lady who ran away to another
territorial capital because Louie Gazelle kept flirting with her.
She promised to go to the capital and testify if you wanted."
"No, no way, I also did a background check on him, and
according to Rosad's investigation..."

I frowned at the unexpected name coming out of his mouth.

"Perhaps, did you steal the person for the blind date that
Rosad found?"

Belreck, who avoided my gaze, furrowed his brow and

muttered a curse under his breath.

"Brother Belreck took a shot."

Finally, I uncovered the true story of this case.

Belreck thought his informant might have gathered some

exclusive information, but in fact, it seemed that Rosad
cleverly leaked the information to guide Belreck in
matchmaking arrangements.

Perhaps Rosad emphasized that he was the son of a count with

a large silver mine.
Silver is a very useful mineral for artifact manufacturers due
to its high mana conductivity.

To Belreck, Louie Gazelle must have been a very tempting

opponent.

Moreover, his research at that time was going through

difficulties.

He couldn't help but want to stay in the middle and swallow

the unexpected gain called Louie Gazelle's silver mine.

"It must be a flower team from Rosad's perspective."

If Belreck pushes for a union with Louie Gazelle, Deborah

will go crazy and self-destruct quickly while daring to bring
things like the son of the Count.

It's an opportunity to quickly clean up the famous Seymour

princess.

If by chance the matchmaking goes well but there's something

suspicious about Louie Gazelle, Belreck will take
responsibility for it.
I looked at him bitterly as he would later be criticized for
arranging a blind date without me knowing for sure.

"A matchmaker doesn't cross the line carelessly. Belreck..."

I opened my mouth when I saw him trembling holding the

sealed envelope.

"Do you remember what my brother said before? Being

ignorant is a sin."

Belreck's thin lips twitched as he dug up the scene in the

fragment of his memory.

"Besides, if your incompetence is too much, you said you

should be punished. Read the unopened silver envelope."

What the Master uncovered wasn't just Louie Gazelle's

weakness.

"Princess. You want to attack Lord Belreck, who is trying to

force you into marriage through Louie Gazelle, right?"

He pulled out the silver envelope with a strange smile as he

discerned my intention.
"This is the information obtained from the west. It's a gift for
you as a partner, I hope you can use it wisely."

The document he brought contained interesting information.

Recently, the silver mine in the west had been exploited, and
the lords of the region were competing to attract investments
for mining development.

Furthermore, it seemed that Belreck had invested quite a bit in

it for a stable supply of silver.

The problem is that westerners use remote streets and rugged

terrain to commit fraudulent investments with outsiders who
are unfamiliar with their affairs.

It was a plan to include the land that could no longer extract

silver in the development area, increase the scale of
investment, and skillfully embezzle investors' money.

"Are you saying the silver mine I invested in is a scam?"

Belreck's voice trembled slightly.

"Technically, it's not a scam, but an empty can... no, since
there's a lot of land in Emon, even if a silver mine is found,
the yield will be terrible. Brother failed in his investment. It
means the money flew away."

I smiled and nodded towards the envelope I was holding.

"I'm thinking of giving my father the envelope with the red

seal on the left. Oh, how much he will like it. I can't believe
my brother is trying to introduce a playboy to his sister..."

"Wait! Wait a minute, Deborah."

"Huh? I'm calmer than anyone right now. I'm thinking of

selling the envelope with the silver seal to Brother Rosad at a
high price. How rational is this idea? Isn't it?"

Belreck's failure is Rosad's joy.

Wouldn't Rosad buy this information at a high price?

Belreck closed his eyes tightly as he touched his forehead.

Maybe it's because the timing is too bad.

Recently, Rosad had been updating daily victories against the

barbarians in the East and had been fighting a lot.

Amidst this, if it is known that Belreck was swindled by the

Western thugs, Rosad's achievements will surely shine even
brighter.

Having a comparative advantage is the most important thing

for the Seymour twins.

"As you always live in fierce competition, it's no wonder your

personality is a mess."

Aside from Belreck's misfortune, it's a bit sad that the fate of
the twins who had been together since the womb trampled
over their brother to become the head of the family.

"What do you want, Deborah? I'll give you anything."

Belreck spoke hastily.

"If you apologize, I'll consider it."

"Ugh."

Belreck hesitated for a moment, as his noble pride didn't allow

it.

"Um. I understand your meaning, brother, that even if you die,

you won't apologize. So, I'll first have tea time with my
father..."

"I'm sorry! I was wrong, Deborah."

Maybe he was really desperate, he grabbed me and finally

began to apologize.

"For everything that happened, I was really wrong. You are

such a talented person..."

"It sounds a bit like a curse, or is it just me."

No, since I've decided to live as a wicked woman, let's think

of it as a great compliment.
"I apologize for not being able to shut the mouths of the
subordinates. It's my fault that the guy Stephan approached
you with his ugly feet."

"..."

"I'm sorry."

Belreck slightly shook his silver lashes with a pitiful face.

His white hands that gripped my shawl trembled with

humiliation.

"Are you serious?"

"Ugh, I'm sorry for not recognizing your competence..."

I sighed when I saw him slightly nodding his head.

What a consistent guy. It's the first time in my life I've seen a
human so obsessed with their skills.

"Uh, I can't help it when my brother asks me like this."

Belreck, who quickly raised his head, blinked his silver-blue
eyes.

"Are you forgiving me?"

I took out a piece of parchment paper and a pen filled with ink
from my bag.

"Hmm. If you just sign this contract, I will burn all the
documents containing my brother's weakness. Furthermore, I
will humbly forgive what happened in the past."
CHAPTER 44

"What is that contract?"

Belreck murmured with an anxious expression.

"I know my brother is experimenting to convert mana into

energy.

I needed his skills to produce cool artifacts.

It's a contract to use his abilities."

"Wait, Deborah, how do you know the central content of my

thesis? It hasn't been announced yet," he asked curiously.

"It's because of the novel content.

Belreck was a character who always ranked first in the

popularity vote.

His long silver hair, along with glasses, made him a strong
demand for the male character, the scene in which he
appeared... um, um, this is because he had different points
from the other male characters.
I didn't describe Belreck as a sadistic pervert for no reason.

"This guy is the real deal."

Belreck had many unusual R-19 tools with various energy

sources, such as rotation and vibration.

"Under the black slab in the basement of the second-floor

annex where my brother lives. The adult instrument that
exchanges mana for energy... Hmm, hmm."

Suddenly, Belreck covered my mouth.

"Deborah, your talent and intelligence are extraordinary; I

realized that to the bone, so stop now. It was really all my
fault."

He began to speak gibberish.

His white face turned red as if it were about to burst; I think

his ears were about to bleed.

"Is this supposed to be so terrifying and shocking?"

In the novel, I thought he had no shame because he used the
tools so shamelessly.

"Heuk! Wait. Is it because I'm his sister?"

It was a situation where his secret private life was captured by

the family, so when I changed my perspective, I felt miserable
and solemn.

Anyone would be like that.

When my mother suddenly opened the door and came in

while I was watching pornography, I felt like time and space
had stopped, and at that moment, I wanted to become fine
dust in space and disappear.

"Sign! Where should I sign?"

When I saw Belreck's face turn red and tears in his eyes, for
some reason, I felt like I had done something really bad.

"I didn't mean to be this harsh..."

I took out the parchment paper feeling a little regretful.

Belreck didn't even read the terms and conditions of the

contract correctly as if he were really embarrassed.

"I can sign it here, right?"

"Hmm. Please do it sincerely and with mana."

Belreck Seymour.

The silver signature sparkled in the darkness.

After signing, he left with a lonely mood, and suddenly, I got

one more slave among the greatest artifact makers of the
Empire.

Experimenting with mana replacing energy, although there is

a background story of why Belreck's movement on the ancient
Golem has stopped, but anyway...

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"Heuk, it's Princess Deborah."

I should lower my eyes quickly. Why are you looking at me
like that?

After the appearance of Louie Gazelle, who brought a large

bouquet of flowers to the Academy, Princess Deborah's
notoriety unintentionally increased among the nobles.

This is because rumors were spreading that she made a boy

who came to confess cry and run away.

I heard that the son of the estate owner ran away trembling as
if he had seen a ghost.

"What the hell did she do to make him leave and run away?"

"That's what I'm saying."

"Hmm! Now he's going to fight with a guy carrying a bouquet

of flowers."

Since they couldn't approach Princess Deborah because she's

scary, it was a rumor secretly spread by people who watched
from afar with great unnecessary curiosity.
"It wasn't the only time Princess made a boy cry. William
Raymont also went home and cried all night after the truth-
seeking meeting ended. Recently, it's said that if you look at
something purple, something will happen."

"Yeah, we really can't even touch her because she got favored
by Duke Seymour. She's even a genius who keeps the high-
nosed magicians in check."

"That" is gradually evolving. If she was just a snake in the

past, now she's a viper."

"Who the hell will escort Princess Deborah at this Spring

Flower Festival?"

"She needs to choose her festival partner as soon as possible.

The princess might try to drive her partner away."

"If they happen to point at me, I'll get very sick. How dare I
bring illness to the princess, cough, cough!"

"I, I might have an urgent matter in the territory soon..."

-------------------------
"Um. This matter has gotten a bit bigger."

I managed to get rid of Louie Gazelle and turned Belreck into

my second slave, but the situation at the Academy was taking
an unusual turn.

"I think I've now become a villain who not only makes ladies
cry but also guys."

As I listened to the story heard by Arin Ossolt, I rubbed my

forehead.

I felt proud of living well as a wicked woman without being

out of place, but immediately, I got a headache from the
problem I was facing.

"Is there really a man who can accompany me to the dance?"

Father and Belreck had to be excluded as candidates.

In the case of the Spring Flower Festival, because it's an event

with a young and entertaining atmosphere unlike
Thanksgiving Day, there hasn't been any case where the
family has provided an escort.
Arin Ossolt, who was lost by my side, blinked.

"I was moved by Princess Deborah's determination and

charisma. It's right to coldly get rid of a guy who is ugly, has
no fashion sense, and is cheesy. Don't misunderstand me!
How dare he come in here!"

That's not the problem now.

When I looked at Arin Ossolt, who was saying strange things,

her hands and feet suddenly started trembling, and her large,
bright eyes widened.

"Anyway, Princess Deborah! Call me anytime."

After the repeated greetings with reddened ears, she quickly

escaped to the Department of Magic.

I was astonished as I watched her gradually shrinking figure.

"I feel like I harassed you today too."

But secretly, I'm flattered as she trembles like a squirrel and
tells me everything.

I guess it's because the Master said she's a good and sincere
lady. Well.

After secretly meeting with Arin, I left from behind the

Department of Magic and walked towards the path leading to
the east gate of the Academy.

It turned out that Mia's theology class was on the west gate
side, and I was so annoyed that I didn't even take a step in that
direction.

I also need to conduct market research near the east gate.

As I was obsessed with patents, I neglected the progress of the

café business.

Furthermore, surprisingly, it wasn't easy to find a good

location.

We need to make the first store a big success for the franchise
business, so the location was the most important issue, and I
couldn't decide easily.
"Since the business ends up consuming half of its location."

It's a shame, but the Yones district was removed from the list
of candidates for the first coffee shop in the market research.

The Master's Maisond, which used its high-level strategy, was

already firmly holding its position.

What I'm looking for is a café with a young and modern

concept that emphasizes popularity.

The Khorun district is better.

As I looked out the carriage window on the way to the

Academy, the main facilities like the imperial family, the
Academy, the Tower, the Order of the Knights, and the
temple were located there, and the floating population seemed
to be large.

I'm sure there are many good commercial districts.

"Let's just make money. Since when am I a connoisseur?"

While walking down the path towards the east gate half-
heartedly, I stopped walking when I heard a cat crying
somewhere.

"Is this the cat-infested area?"

I looked around, surrounded by trees, squinting at the bright

figure shining in the distance.

It was Isidor.

He was petting the golden-furred cat with his knees bent.

Isidor, who skillfully patted the small creature on the green

forest path, seemed to resemble the image of the elf from
myth.

"Should I give you more?"

When he took a small snack from his pocket, the cat rushed to
take it and grumbled.

"Good boy."
Isidor whispered sweetly and laughed.

Deborah, who had a healthy view of 2.0 left and right, noticed
that his sweet, smiling eyes looked stern even from a distance.

I think I'm having trouble breathing because he's too

handsome.

Interestingly, Isidor's movements and mine often overlapped,

as they did now, so there are many opportunities to see his
face at the Academy.

"Then, I was wrong to have gotten a little used to that face."

It was a thoughtless thought. Now there was an even deadlier

point.

Handsome guy and a cute cat. This is a bit too much.

Isidor turned his head towards me, finding it a funny sight that
I couldn't ignore anymore.

"Oh..."
His nicely shaped lips were slightly open.

I must have been too direct.

A cold sweat ran down my back.

"Princess Deborah?"

Isidor, who raised his body, approached first, pretending not

to know.
CHAPTER 45

When I faced his emerald eyes, I felt nervous for no reason, so

the muscles in my back were tense.

Although I was embarrassed, I pretended not to look good and

appeared innocent with a cold expression.

"Long time no see, Sir Isidor."

"You're right. Maybe it's the first time since the last truth-
seeking meeting? The improved formula of the princess was
very impressive."

Naturally, he opened his mouth and gave compliments.

"That's nothing to me. Hmph! So goodbye."

After the bravado, I was about to continue my way, but the cat
that was with Isidor blocked my path, and its yellow eyes
gleamed.

"He's a cautious child, but he really likes the princess. It's

fascinating."
It's inevitable.

My shawl was full of catnip.*

"Recently, I visited Blanchia a lot."

"Do you like the princess so much?"

Isidor bent his knees and patted the chin of the cat that
surrounded me.

I suddenly looked at him and observed the attractive angle of

that unrealistically handsome face.

"Yeah, it was a very good life."

"Ah, maybe you've found a partner for the Spring Flower

Dance?"

When I felt that my survival was threatened by the

indiscriminate facial attacks, he looked at me and asked the
wrong question.

"Why are you asking me that...?"

Isidor slightly narrowed his eyes to be able to smile.*

"Perhaps if you don't have one, how about granting me the

honor of escorting the princess this time?"

What?!

My lips tightened with embarrassment.

Why does this beautiful person want to be with me?

"I still don't have a partner. I heard the same goes for the
princess."

I really don't have one, but if you line up the people who
wanted to go with you, you'd build the Great Wall of China.

"Isn't it time for the princess to show herself again?"

He brought up the issue where he helped me when I disagreed

with Philap and lowered his eyes.
"It's like a big puppy."

Actually, I was the one in a hurry to find an escort. The

festival was just around the corner.

But it's very suspicious.

Why is he making me this offer?

I felt lost and opened my mouth.

"I'll take it for now."

In response to my answer, he smiled gently with his warm

dimples. It was dazzling.

"I have an opportunity."

"I can be very capricious at times. Hmph! I have an urgent

appointment, so I'll be going now."

"An appointment?"
"Oh, yes. Then goodbye!"

I felt very embarrassed by his refreshing smile and quickly ran

towards Blanchia, leaving behind a bewildered response.

--------------------

Master! Where the hell did you go at this important moment?

I pursed my lips and asked impatiently.

"Princess Deborah. If you wait a bit, he'll come."

The informant told me carefully, anxious.

Soon I heard the news of the master's arrival and quickly

entered his office.

For some reason, the Master, who always moved like a doll,
shook his shoulders and caught his breath.

"Maybe you came in a hurry while you were working?"

"Oh, no. I did some exercise."

Ah, I see, you're in good shape even though you're an

informant because you usually exercise regularly.

"What's suddenly happening without a prior appointment?"

He drank water.

"It's about Isidor Viscounti's request last time. Can you show
me the research documents so far? It's just that there's
something strange."

"Strange?"

His face hardened, cold as a mineral.

"Yes. He requested to be my partner for the dance out of

nowhere. It's really suspicious."

"What's suspicious about that? It's not a big deal to request to

be an escort for a dance."
"I don't know. I feel like there's something hidden. Maybe he
wants to get something from my father through me..."

"Princess, I don't know why you're so negative, but calm

down first and take a look at the documents I've been working
on."

[Final result, it really is the last one]

Looking at the writing on the left at the end of the paper, I

squinted my eyes slightly.

"Master, you've reviewed the documents several times."

I can't believe it's a munchkin going through trial and error.

As expected, I'm sure Isidor is not a normal guy.

"Why is this here? The real final document is this one."

"Hm."
"Appearance, wealth, power, ability, reputation, personality.
There are a total of six elements. I expressed it as clearly as I
could. I only dealt with objective facts."

Soon I felt very dejected as I flipped through the meticulous

documents he handed me.

"Is this all?"

"Yes. For now."

To summarize his documents, Isidor was the perfect man who

scored 10 out of 10 in all six categories.

He really is a fully filled hexagon.

He's the most handsome in the Empire. A conglomerate that

owns a lot of gold mines, a knight equivalent to Diery, an only
child, so he's guaranteed as the head of the family, his
personality is humble and determined...

"Is this true or a rainbow fart? Does it make sense for a person
to be this perfect? Let's say these five elements were true, but
can you conclude personality so easily?"
"Master."

I had a serious expression.

"Tell me."

"I never doubted your ability. Maybe Sir Isidor has some
hidden motive? I feel like the document is very biased."

The Master drank water without saying a word.

"Did you feel anything suspicious while investigating?

Something strong, you know, something like that."

"What do you mean by strong, looking at that face... Isn't the

princess trying to wear rose-colored glasses for no reason?"

Is it my imagination, or did it seem like his lips were pouting?

As expected, I think he's a male fan!

Caught you.
"Then it means there's nothing wrong with him."

"What do you mean by something wrong...? I can only smell

the fragrance."

Suddenly, when Isidor helped me into the carriage last time,

my nose caught a pleasant scent.

"Mmm. You're talking as if you're in charge."

"It's a metaphor. A metaphor!"

"For now, I understand the Master's deep interest."

"You suspect many things. Your caution is strong too."

I closed my mouth because he seemed annoyed about

something.

Isidor's suspicion still lingers in my heart, but if I make it

more obvious, the trust I've built with the Master could be
destroyed, so the investigation will be temporarily suspended.

"In the end, I have no choice but to confront him myself."

I understood well that Isidor is a meticulous person who never
acts in a way that exposes his weakness.

The Master, who brushed off the dust, surprisingly turned into
a male fan who got nothing.

"I can't believe he's so meticulous in self-management. He

wasn't popular for no reason."

I clicked my tongue and patted Cookie with bright eyes.

As always, he's very cute.

Of course, when he shows his long, sharp fangs, my heart

sinks because it's scary.

While tickling his chin, Cookie narrowed his eyes and purred.

Now that I look at it, his fur color is quite similar to the cat
that Isidor petted earlier.

This world seemed to have many animals with golden fur.

"Master. Now that my business is done, I'm going to return."

I stood up after leaving the commission, and he suddenly

called me.

"Princess."

"Hm?"

"Who are you going to partner with for the Spring Dance?
Well, I'm not very curious, but you mentioned it earlier."

He checked the documents and asked as if it were just a

passing question.

"What if the Master becomes my partner now that we're

talking about it? I'll give you a very generous commission."

As soon as I suddenly asked the head of the secret

organization to be my partner, his pupil vibrated rapidly like
an earthquake.

"Of course, it's a joke."

"The princess doesn't have a talent for joking."

In reality, half of it was sincere.

Is there really no other alternative than Isidor?

Thanks to Louie Gazelle, I've become a landmine that

everyone avoids.

Maybe, if I force someone and break their leg, there might be

a guy?

It's also not good for me to walk around the dance with a guy
who has a shitty expression.

Even the evil woman has a sense of romance.

"I'll withdraw for now."

The Master, who was sitting without understanding, waved

his hand slightly, and I returned home.
Eventually, that night.

I started writing a letter asking him to accompany me to the

dance.

[Deborah Seymour to Isidor Visconti]

Throughout the writing, the sweet smile of Isidor, reminiscent

of a bright spring flower, remained in my mind.
CHAPTER 46

Spring Flower Festival Day.

The square in the Khorun district, where the festival is held,

was filled with a livelier and more bustling atmosphere than
ever before.

Whenever the wind blew, pink cherry blossoms fluttered like

snow and fell on people's heads and shoulders.

The clothing shops in the heart of the Khorun district were

filled with women shopping for clothes, and due to servants
running errands for nobles, florist shops and gift shops had a
steady stream of customers.

"Look at that."

"Wow."

A large black wooden carriage with the emblem of the fourth-

generation spirits entered the bustling square and stopped in
front of the clothing store.

It was the emblem of the Montes family.

Soon, the carriage door opened, and when a handsome man
with masculine features emerged, people began to whisper
that it was Philap Montes.

He extended his hand, and a beautiful lady with pink hair

stepped out of the carriage.

Who is that lucky one who receives Sir Philap's escort?

That person was Mia Binoche, whom they had only heard of.
The lord of the Montes personally escorted her to the clothing
store.

Everyone looked at her with envious eyes, as she seemed no

different from Cinderella.

"But where the hell is the Binoche family from? It's the first
time I've heard of them."

"The family is poor, but I heard they have great divine

power."
The Theology Department at the Academy held a summoning
during the Spring Festival to test the divine power of students,
but Mia's test result had no rivals.

"The purity of her divine power ranks among the top three in
the history of the Academy."

Not only was her high divine power revealed, but in

recognition of her good deeds, she even joined <Omicron>,
which values bloodlines.

Mia's unique and splendid activities have been frequently

mentioned by aristocrats lately.

Philap and Mia entered the clothing stores amid the curious
glances of the people.

"Welcome, Sir Philap Montes."

The clothing store owner came out in person, rubbed her

hands together like a fly, and led them to the VIP room.

A pink dress for Mia was displayed in a separate room.

It was a charming design with colorful ribbon accessories and
white bouquets.

After Mia changed into her dress to attend the upcoming

dance, she emerged after a long time.

"You really didn't have to pay so much attention to me, thank

you very much, Sir Philap."

As if he had never seen such an elegant dress before, Philap

smiled openly as he looked at Mia, who seemed embarrassed
while holding the skirt.

"As expected, I knew the dress would suit you. Goddess

Nayla also has pink hair like you."

"How, how dare I be mentioned alongside the Goddess?"

Mia quickly waved her hands.

"Usually, you do more good deeds than the priest; your

humility is too much. It's not fair."

"That's not true."

"Ah, now that I think about it, the goddess's birth flower is
cherry blossoms, and the most popular corsage used by ladies
during the festival was also cherry blossoms. I don't think
there's any lady who suits pink and the Spring Flower Festival
more than you."

Philap crossed his long legs and leaned the upper part of his
body back in the chair with a satisfied expression.

Since the clothing she used to wear was modest, she felt even
more dramatic even after getting dressed.

After styling her hair and putting on makeup, it was certain

that Mia would attract a lot of attention if he went to the dance
with her.

"On the other hand, Deborah, who usually dresses well, will
have a relatively minor impact on the dance."

Secretly, Philap was always aware that Deborah looked Mia

up and down.

"But it's strange."

At this time of year, a letter from Deborah asking him to
accompany her to the dance would arrive, but this year was as
quiet as a mouse.

Just in case, he asked the butler if there were any missing

letters.

"...Why does he have to know."

He had already decided on his partner, and Deborah must

know unless she's a fool.

It's good to see that she bothers to throw away her letter.

He was comfortable, but he couldn't shake off his bad mood,

so Philap scratched his chin.

But are there any nobles who would want to be Deborah's

partner?

Not long ago, he heard the news that a peasant who knew
nothing of the world came to confess to Deborah with a
bouquet of flowers and then ran away.

Anyway, her temperament...

That made him furrow his brow.

However, on the other hand, he wondered how much she liked

him and also thought that she would be tough on other nobles.

"But why do I have this useless concern?"

It hasn't been just one or two days since Deborah was rejected
by him.

But 6 years.

He had had enough.

"Well, she'll drag an easy guy along like before."

Lately, she was a success at least among the wizards who

lived among the books for that formula or something, some
people didn't know they would be caught in the first place.

When he thought of the corrupt wizard who was smaller than

him being dragged along, a look of disdain crossed his face.
"Let's go."

"Yes, Sir Philap."

Mia, who was dressed by the Montes servants with the utmost
sincerity, looked exceptionally beautiful today.

Perhaps Mia would become the Flower of the Year.

There was a good chance.

Even the High Priest admired her divine power.

It was remarkable that nobles envied her.

Philap confidently made his way to the ballroom.

Indeed, when the two of them appeared inside the Imperial

Palace's ballroom, a buzz swept through, and all eyes were on
them.
This was due to Philap's intense masculinity and Mia, who
appeared vulnerable but had a pure charm, creating a striking
contrast.

Anyone could see that they were a well-matched couple.

However, in less than 5 minutes, these two were miserably

overshadowed.

The man and the woman with an overwhelming presence in

the distance made the room fall silent.

Even the musicians stopped playing for a while, and the icy
atmosphere became palpable.

Well. What. The. Hell.

Philap was surprised.

Why the hell are those two together?

An inexplicable intense feeling suddenly gripped his chest

tightly, and Philap bit the inside of his mouth.
Philap wasn't the only one feeling nervous.

Everyone went into a panic.

"Why did Sir Isidor come with Lady Deborah?"

"Please tell me this is a dream."

"I can't believe it even when I see it with my own eyes."

It was an unreal sight as if the devil and the angel were

standing side by side.

Of course, Deborah was the devil.

A woman with reddish eye makeup and red lips had an

exceptionally more dangerous atmosphere today.

"But isn't the necklace worn by Princess Deborah the Pink

Diamond I've only heard about?"

She had been hiding it until now to show it here.

Her dress, a bright light purple satin, was loose and had no
ribbons or frills.

There were no accessories at all, only the pink jewels

exceptionally stood out under her long neck.

However, no matter how she had no decorations, her presence

was overwhelming with just the Pink Diamond necklace.

"That's having great confidence."

"It's inevitable."

A symbol of Duke Seymour's affection for his daughter.

The only one in the Empire, a jewel that exceeded the price of
a townhouse in the capital.

Even wearing a complete set of earrings, necklaces, and

bracelets couldn't compare to the value of that Pink Diamond
necklace.

"... Ahh, it suits her well."

Someone muttered with a blank face.

"Yes, it looks good on Lord Isidor..."

------------------

As expected. Pink is for men!

I glanced at Isidor and felt proud.

Isidor, wearing a pink suit, complemented perfectly, in

addition to the beautiful heart-shaped necklace that didn't suit
me well.

That's not all.

The Pink Diamond naturally stood out as it served as an

intermediate bridge between me and Isidor, who had a polar
opposite atmosphere.

"As I intended, the jewel is receiving a lot of attention."

It means I can increase its value and sell it at a high price.

By the way, is it possible that Isidor looks so good in that pink
outfit?

Well. I don't think there's anything that doesn't suit that

beauty.

Under his blonde hair, the clean and white skin seems like it
can adapt to any color.

"Today I'll give him a full score, 10 out of 10."

If I had to use a metaphor about Isidor's appearance today, it

would be like the Cupid of myth.

He was beautiful and charming, but he also had a strange

charm that seemed to play a trick.

As if I wasn't the only one, everyone seemed to think the

same, looking at Isidor with a bewildered expression,
regardless of gender.

"It's stunning."
Black and white, at best, broke the stereotype of men's tunics,
all of which were dull colors with little shine, showing style
by wearing clothing similar to his partner's accessory for the
first time.

It seemed like an iconic fashion change in this world.

By the way, I didn't know that Isidor would actually listen to

my request.

Feeling embarrassed but thankful inside, I moved my hand

that was on his arm a little.

A few days ago, I was being irrational by giving him the

honor of accompanying me to the dance if Isidor matched the
dress code I wanted.

This was because I thought the pink suit would go well with
his beautiful features.
CHAPTER 47

[I want the dress code to be pink. I want to wonderfully

showcase to everyone the unique Pink Diamond of the Empire
that my father gave me. So, Lord Isidor should also match
accordingly...]

I made an unreasonable request as he was also the lord of a

family that was equal to the Seymours, and I sent a courtesy
letter that wasn't typical of me.

It was only the exterior that seemed plausible, but he readily

responded to the letter even though it contained a ridiculous
and absurd demand.

[I am excited. I am also impressed by the filial piety of the

princess.]

Filial piety, really?

"I'm trying to sell it again at a high price...."

Anyway, it was a good interpretation, so I let him

misunderstand it.
Isidor not only accepted my unreasonable request but also
actively expressed his opinion.

He also arranged the collaboration of Helen and Karlos, the

male fashion designer in charge of Isidor.

Today's outfit was made of crystals created with the blood,

sweat, and tears of the two talented designers' collaboration.

Thanks to them, Isidor and I were the only ones here who
matched clothing and accessories.

Anyone with good vision would have noticed that we wore it

with matching warm red fabric, and the fan I held was of a
similar color to Isidor's handkerchief.

"In terms of high quality, it looks similar."

Isidor's light pink suit was surprisingly striking and garnered

attention from all directions.

The commotion was brief, and most of it was genuine

expressions of favor.
He suddenly looked at me tenderly. He's looking at me even
though I'm wearing high, pointed heels.

How tall is he? He could be over 180 cm.

"Is this pace okay? Tell me if the speed is too fast."

"It's fine."

Since it was an official occasion, I treated him courteously for

the first time in a long while. Isidor accompanied me politely.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

Shortly afterward, the royal family began to appear one by

one, receiving the spotlight. The Imperial Spring Flower Ball,
one of the highlights of the festival, opened with a spectacular
curtain.

-----------------------

"That person is the Crown Prince."

My biggest rival in this world.

He is sharing my milky white skin, aka the Master.

I looked at him as if I were watching my rival.

"Thanks to all the honored guests who are making this place
shine and have accepted the royal family's invitation."

The Crown Prince smiled kindly and expressed his gratitude

to the aristocrats courteously as a representative of the royal
family.

And he was the first to step out and dance with his partner, as
if to inform that the dance had begun.

As described in the novel, he had a cheerful boyish

appearance and a body trained by swordsmanship like a
swordmaster.

The most fun part was his hair, which was as blue as the sky.

"The symbol of the royal family. Blue."

In the Empire of Azutea, blue was described as the color of
the Earth's sky and sea.

Blue blood was the word that symbolized the noblest lineage.

If there are no unexpected differences, the Crown Prince,

whose color is clearly revealed as the symbol of the Histach
Imperial Family, will become the Emperor of the Azutea
Empire in the future.

"So the Master is actively helping the Crown Prince."

Although there were two more princes as candidates for

emperor, they were not as strong as the Crown Prince.

The second prince's body was weak, and the third prince was
from the fourth queen of another foreign country, so issues of
social conventions and the gaze of the aristocrats were
problems for him to become emperor.

"The fourth Queen is receiving favor from the current

emperor, but it would still be too much to pressure the third
prince to become emperor due to strong internal opposition."
When the Crown Prince danced with the princess from the
Serig Family, the nobles began to step onto the stage one by
one.

"It's like a movie."

It's a show from my memory, but I couldn't take my eyes off

when I found it. Seeing bright dresses swirling everywhere
was like a feast of flowers.

I was watching the dance with an interesting mood, and Isidor

smiled beautifully with his eyes as he looked at me.

"Should we dance too, Princess Deborah?"

He extended his long hand with white gloves.

"Big hands. That's my ideal type."

"Sure."

Being possessed by his gentle smile and the elegant hand that
looked like it could play the piano well, I realized the
important fact a little late when I casually accepted the dance
request.
"I forgot to practice dancing because I was only focused on
the clothes."

During the winter, I had practiced some social dances under

the guidance of the family tutor.

That was when.

Isidor lightly wrapped his waist, which had tensed up, with his
firm forearm.

His body slowly approached, and his musky scent filled my

lungs.

I hadn't even had a drink, but for some reason, I felt like my
eyes were spinning.

The place where his breath got closer felt warm as if it were
burning.

Isidor started walking slowly to the music, and I also moved

my steps carefully as my body swayed.
"Perhaps, are you nervous?"

My steps were stiff, and he, perhaps sensing it, whispered

softly in my ear.

"That's supposed to be my steps."

I blurted out nonsense that didn't sound like words since I was
stabbed without reason.

"It's probably just my feeling that I'm getting better at acting

and bluffs after coming here."

"You're not on a march, but you're brimming with discipline.

Focus on the music, Princess Deborah."

Speaking in a playful tone, he made me spin once to catch up

with the fast pace.

"Ugh!"

For a moment, my mind went blank, but Deborah's natural

motor nerves instinctively followed his movements quickly.
Perhaps because dance was learned by the body, it reacted and
moved on its own without thinking too complicatedly.

"There was also the excellent advantage of Isidor."

Deborah's previous dance partner was somewhat clumsy and

skinny, so she was very displeased with him.

However, Isidor could move while following the music

rhythmically and was good at controlling strength, so it was
comfortable to follow him.

When he pulled, I followed quickly, and when he released his

strength, I slowly matched his rhythm, and when he spun, I
spun.

"This is secretly fun."

I felt like a goddess.

As the music progressed to a certain point, no matter what

steps Isidor took, I could follow them naturally.

"Keuk—"
"Ah, my mistake."

Of course, there was an accident where I accidentally stepped

on his foot during the adaptation process.

"You dance really well. Your physical condition is also good."

"Hm hm."

I was a bit ahead in the good physical condition department.

I felt even better because my body in my past life was beyond

destruction.

"As expected, I think it's right that you deliberately stepped on

me just now. And quite strongly too."

"No way."

"Really?"

"I'm not lying."

While feeling dissatisfied with him, I suddenly felt a strong
gaze over Isidor's shoulder.

Philap?

I think his reddish-brown eyes were glaring at me fiercely.

"Why?"

As soon as he felt suspicious, Isidor turned his body slightly

to block my view.

His emerald eyes that I faced for some reason felt cold.

The strength wrapping around my waist became stronger than

before, so his body stayed even closer to mine.

"Suddenly, the difficulty level of the dance increased."

As the music flowed towards the climax, the steps became

faster, and I had no choice but to pay full attention to his
movements.
The view was chaotic, and at one point, the music was
amazing, and loud applause came from all around.

"It was great!"

"It was a really amazing dance!"

Isidor looked at me without saying a word.

While dancing, he held our intertwined hands tightly.

Then, he slowly loosened his fingers and pulled away.

The sensation of slowly brushing my fingers made me

swallow saliva unconsciously.

"Everyone can't take their eyes off the princess."

He whispered slowly.

"They're looking at Sir Isidor instead of me. There's no knight

who fits the Spring Flower as brilliantly as Sir today."
"I don't know."

He slowly raised his head with a subtle expression.

Isidor's eyes were looking in the direction where Philap and

Mia were.

"Eh? Why is that Philap looking at me like a sworn enemy?"

I think he really looked at me a moment ago; I wasn't

mistaken.

"Maybe it's because he felt uncomfortable with the Pink

Diamond?"

So, who told him to fail in the expected offer?

While feeling stunned, Isidor led me to the champagne and

snacks line.

It was hot from the intense dancing, and I thought I could cool
down a bit if I hydrated my throat with cold drinks.
I lightly clinked glasses with Isidor, but a handsome man with
curly black hair approached, waving his arms frivolously.

"Sir Isidor! I enjoyed your dance."

"Ah, there are also annoying people."

Isidor clicked his tongue and muttered to himself quietly.

"That people..."

"They're the Fifth Princess and Thierry Orge."

I see. I thought I had seen them somewhere, but they were the
faces I glimpsed at the last Truth-Seeking Gathering.
CHAPTER 48

Blue hair symbolizing the Histach Royal Family, short hair

reaching just below the ears, fresh and neutral features.

Anyone could tell that the person on the left was the fifth
princess who led her followers like a cloud.

Furthermore, it seems that her escort, that lightly-built man,

was Thierry Orge, the third of the Orge family.

"Hmm, hmm."

As I silently watched them, the Fifth Princess waved her fan

and approached me discreetly.

With her face half-covered by the fan, she looked at me with

her pumpkin-colored eyes.

Her eyes facing me shone intensely like a cat that had seen a
fish.

On the other hand, Thierry laughed to the point that his lips
split as he looked at Isidor.
"Sir Isidor, you are shining brighter than ever today. If I dare
say, you might aspire to be the Flower of the Year. I will push
you forcefully towards the flowers."

I know why Isidor expresses it as annoying.

It was a rather slow approach.

"Hmm!"

Amidst that, the Fifth Princess kept looking at Isidor and

coughed in vain.

Isidor finally connected me to them with a terrifying look.

"Pleasure to meet you, Princess Deborah."

The Fifth Princess spoke with a bright voice.

"It is an honor to meet you as well, Princess."

I was personally drawn to her because she promoted my

formula so that I could secure a large number of early
customers.
"I realized to the core that connections are money."

"In fact, I wanted to meet you and have a conversation with

you."

The Fifth Princess folded and unfolded her fan slightly.

"Why didn't I recognize such a competent person as the

princess before? I really like your outfit today. It highlights
the great confidence of a woman in captivating a man."

"Thank you for looking at it kindly."

"It's not easy to give such a fresh and pleasant surprise in a

dance that repeats itself every time in an obsolete manner,
Princess Deborah. I was impressed once again. I'm becoming
greedy to want to get to know you more deeply."

"I'm flattered."

"I've never seen you give such a generous compliment like

this."
Thierry at her side interjected with the in-between words.

"So, what I mean, ahem!"

The fifth princess took a break and reached out her hand to
me.

"Princess, come to Epsilon. Be my colleague."

The statement of such nuance startled me.

"Princess, I'm sorry, but I haven't discussed that part with the
princess yet..."

The Fifth Princess did not heed Isidor's dissuasion and began
to persuade me.

"Surely it will be Epsilon. Besides, as you can see, our leader

is the most handsome."

"In Epsilon, Sir Isidor is the face of our greatest pride."

I think both the Fifth Princess and Thierry are talking

nonsense, but I found myself inwardly convinced.
It's worth the pride. The sign was so elegant that who wouldn't
be impressed.

"You will never regret coming to Epsilon. I, as a princess,

guarantee it."

The nobles who were around us looked at us in surprise at the

royal family's public offer.

The Fifth Princess intentionally raised her voice as if she

wanted everyone to hear everything to make me part of
<Epsilon>.

No matter how much of a princess Seymour is, it wouldn't be

easy to publicly reject the princess's offer.

It seems she's trying to secure her assurance in advance,

fearing that I might go to <Omicron>, where Philap belongs....

"It's something I have to be thankful for."

My head was already about to explode with the social club

thing, so I had to bow to <Epsilon>.
The competition rate was the highest because the capacity was
the standard for club membership, and it was also famous for
being a place filled with older people.

For your information, Duke Seymour was also from

<Epsilon>.

It's an opportunity to earn bonus points.

"Thank you for the generous offer."

I replied with a hint of cunning.

"Don't just thank me, join us."

The Fifth Princess was a straightforward person to the point of

exaggeration.

"Then, I like it much more."

It seemed much more comfortable than dealing with women

who gracefully wrapped their sharp remarks.
"I'll join you."

"Really?"

Thierry's eyes on the opposite side widened at my cold

response. The firm forearms of Isidor, whose hands were on
top, also trembled.

"Have you decided?"

Isidor looked at me and asked seriously.

I nodded slightly.

"That's right."

"Princess. If you change your mind, I'll be really upset."

"How could I say two things in front of the Princess?"

"The Princess's determination is commendable."

"It's an honorable matter. Even the Seymour family is going to
Epsilon; our Epsilon is gradually increasing in power."

"Lord Thierry. Bring the registration form right now.

Anyway, I feel uncomfortable."

The princess, who was afraid of losing to <Omicron>,

murmured softly and urged Thierry.

"Princess. I'm sorry, but it's too much to bring the registration
form right now."

"Let's overdo it."

"There are many witnesses here. Don't worry."

When I told her gently, that was when the princess nodded
and took a sip of champagne.

"Ah, Princess Deborah. I heard that you will be participating

as a thesis presenter at the magic theory conference."

"That's right, Princess."

"Before seeing your presentation, I'd like to ask you a
question."

"Please feel free to ask."

The princess began to inquire about how to use the formula,

and I responded honestly to the question from a trusting
customer, no, VIP customer.

Receiving the attention of the Fifth Princess who had

numerous followers gathered around. That's right, even those
who were not interested in my formula had a high probability
of subscribing to my paid service.

Because it seems there is something.

An opportunity to fill my intellectual vanity with just 7 silver

coins and 99 copper coins!

While I was busy with my sales activity, Isidor's expression

next to me, like a folding screen, seemed to gradually
harden... Perhaps it's just my feeling.

-------------------------
The band that played four consecutive songs took a 25-minute
break.

Dance break time.

The executives from <Omicron>, who had gathered in groups

of two and three, still had a cold look on their faces as they
watched Princess Deborah, who was still talking to the
Princess.

"Looking at the good atmosphere, it seems that Princess

Deborah's heart has turned towards Epsilon."

"As much as the princess got her way, how can she reject the
royal family's offer? I'll have to see if she's made up her
mind."

"Philap, didn't you say that Princess Deborah would definitely

come to Omicron?"

When someone spat out the complaint, Philap, who was

standing silently with a stiff face, could no longer control his
expression and had a distorted and crushed impression.
"You didn't want to admit Deborah. Why did you change your
attitude after all this time?"

"Honestly, the situation has changed a lot since before. She

also stands out more in today's dance."

"I didn't know the Princess could dance so well."

"If only we didn't know about that vicious temperament, I

could request a dance right away..."

"Originally, poisonous mushrooms are often eye-catching."

Deborah's story hardly showed signs of ending.

"She has changed."

The attitude of the people around me talking about Deborah

has somehow changed.

They don't ignore her as they did in the past, but they contain
a strange awe.
Deborah, who had been wandering around her to the point of
annoyance, now doesn't even look at her.

Suddenly, everything changed quickly, and it made him feel

dizzy.

Philap touched his forehead and moistened his burning throat

with a cocktail.

Deborah is attracting my attention, pretending to look away

from me.

He thought he was comfortable with that, but the feeling of

stiff neck only got worse when he saw Isidor next to Deborah.

"What the hell did Sir Isidor think to associate with Princess
Deborah?"

"It's a big success if you pretend to draw attention and

improve your reputation."

"He's having good luck with the contrast effect on his

appearance. That's not all. Sir Isidor, who boldly combined
the dress code with pink accessories, was described by
everyone as warm and attentive."
"It's a shame for us men. Tch."

Philap muttered irritably and spat out the cherry seeds in his
cocktail.

"It's annoying and unfortunate for us, but it's a problem that
women don't believe it."

"You said that the missing meat seemed bigger. The leader of
Epsilon seems to have suffered losses by staying with the
princess."

"Why doesn't the leader appease Princess Deborah? We won't

know until the registration form is signed and the official
announcement, right?"

"Well, the leader was someone the princess had been in love
with for a long time."

"Why should I tell Deborah regrettable things? Don't say

anything offensive."

Philap spoke bluntly and left the group of executive members.

However, he couldn't help but keep his eyes on Deborah,
perhaps because other people's rice cakes seemed bigger.

It might be because Deborah, who had the atmosphere of a

rebel, had much more individuality and intense color than
Mia, who blended in very well but had a faint presence.

While he continued to squeeze his uncomfortable inner

feelings, Philap stared at Deborah's back while gritting his
teeth.
CHAPTER 49

Before I knew it, the second part of the dance began.

I didn't have anything special to do after conducting business

with the Fifth Princess, so I was killing time by drinking
sweet cocktails.

"It's a bit uncomfortable to keep dancing with Isidor."

Apart from the overwhelming amount of attention and

pressure every time I danced with him, it was a social practice
not to dance more than three times with the same partner.

So, after dancing with the noble who was the escort, the ladies
received dance requests from other nobles.

At this moment, because unpopular women had no choice but

to stay alone against the wall, the term "wallflower" came to
mind.

"Although I'm closer to being a famous Parisian jade than a

wallflower."

For your information, Philap in the past never asked Deborah

to dance, let alone accompanied her.
Even though Deborah threw away her pride and stayed around
him.

"I must say her perseverance was great."

Deborah's self-destruction was somehow astonishing as she

harassed Mia due to Philap's cold treatment.

"But surprisingly, this person also has a cold heart."

Some women were openly flirting with Isidor, perhaps to

receive his dance request, but he didn't even glance at them.

He just stood by my side, which made me, a newcomer, feel

comfortable and avoid the awkwardness of being alone. I
don't know why he's being so meddlesome with just me.

It's suspicious.

I looked at Isidor with a skeptical mood, and when our gazes

met, I quickly made a different request.
"Why do you keep avoiding my eyes? Well, my face is quite
dazzling."

It's quite annoying because I can't refute that.

"Oh? If you look so serious, it makes me want to tease you."

Suddenly, showing his inner self in front of me, he slightly

narrowed his eyes.

It was very charming as he raised to reveal the dimples on his

cheeks.

"It was a good life, no, I can't get enchanted like this. Control
yourself."

Regardless of his status, he was also known as a judge who

wielded a sword fairly if someone committed a crime.

Diery, who had a virtuous character, was initially favored by

Mia, who fairly gave her divine power to the poor and
disadvantaged.

In the original story, he also once saved Mia, who was

harassed by Deborah's lady-in-waiting.
"As expected, she's a female protagonist, so she's popular."

But it's a problem because the personalities of the men are

gradually getting messed up.

Like that guy over there.

When I inwardly clicked my tongue at the sight of Belreck,

who is very popular but was like a cool city boy, leaning
against the wall alone, he turned his head and walked toward
me.

"What?"

His purpose wasn't me, but Isidor.

"Sir Isidor, if you've received death threats from Deborah,

wave the handkerchief three times toward the window."

When I looked at Belreck, who suddenly appeared and

accused me, he shivered and quickly left with fast steps.

"Hm, you seem close to Sir Belreck."

Can't anyone tell that we have a bad relationship?

There's no one in the Empire who doesn't know that Belreck

ignores me.

"You don't have to sugarcoat it like that."

"I envy the relationship without reservations because I don't

have siblings."

"It might be much better if they weren't there in the first place.
You don't have any other enemies."

"The princess's honesty is amusing."

After killing time by sharing some silly conversations with

him, I turned my eyes toward a large clock hanging in the
ballroom.

The masquerade outside began at 9, so the royal dance was

slowly coming to an end.
When I was looking for the right moment to leave, an
unwanted figure entered my view.

"Again! He's looking at me with fury."

I thought he had something to say to me because he was

glaring at my face with irritation, but of all things, Philap
began talking to his acquaintances near me.

Don't pay him any mind.

Just in time, Isidor brought a piece of cake and a cherry

cocktail, and the musicians began playing again.

The last performance of the Spring Flower Ball was always

the same.

The orchestra's concert was called the Masquerade Suite.

It was the song selection that seemed to announce the ongoing

outdoor event.

Indeed, the famous Spring Flower Festival event was not the
Imperial Ball but the Masquerade Ball held near the palace
fountain.
Unlike the Imperial Ball, which only invited families
attended, the Masquerade Ball was open to various noble
families.

Because you could leave your social dignity behind and play
as much as you wanted when you wore a mask for a moment,
it was an event with a pleasant and carefree atmosphere.

It was also one of the favorite themes in romantic novels here.

"The highlight was the fireworks."

The flames of the imperial mage shooting into the night sky
could be seen anywhere in the land of Khorun.

It was on a grand enough scale to stay in the part of my

memories.

Just as I was about to bid farewell, Isidor extended his hand to

me.

"Would you do me the honor of enjoying the last dance with

you? I saved the third dance to dance with you to this song."
He spoke sweetly.

I think I'll be a little late if I finish the last song.

While I hesitated to check the time, even though I'm not

Cinderella, a heavy voice cut between Isidor and me.

"Princess Deborah."

Philap approached with an angry expression.

It was unexpected that he spoke with an arrogant look as if he

wanted to start a fight right now.

"Dance the last song with me."

I was surprised when I felt the strange desperation in his

words.

"Sir Philap, don't you see that this side requested the dance
first? Now you even lost your concept."
Isidor said bitterly while smiling.

However, unlike the last time, the temperamental Philap

unexpectedly responded calmly.

"Sir Isidor must be well aware that a lady who dances with
only one person at a ball isn't so pleasant to see. From
Princess Deborah's perspective, wouldn't it look better if she
finished it with me?"

As Philap said, having only one dance partner for the entire
ball meant that you weren't popular.

"But why were you still when the previous song came out, and
you come at the end of the ball? All this time, you've just
stuck to the wall."

"I think it's more fun that Sir Philap pretends to be so

attentive."

Isidor said mockingly as if he had a similar thought to mine.

"True. I'm not on the attentive side, but I'm better than you,
who stood and stayed next to the lady like a stone statue.
Weren't you so insensitive on purpose so that other nobles
couldn't request a dance with Princess Deborah? In the end,
you made me step forward, you're worse."

Who the hell would invite me to dance?

Thanks to Isidor, I didn't lose much.

"What a silly excuse. There was a time when marriage was

talked about, and it's been five years since Deborah got
involved with me. Anyone would think you're stranger than
me."

"You're the one acting strangely."

The two had a cold war of nerves, perhaps because they didn't
get along.

The atmosphere of calm expression and speech had gradually

become threatening.

As the nobles began to gradually take an interest in this side

without fear, I stepped forward hastily.

"Philap, I don't know why you suddenly appeared, but you

have no conscience to mention my situation and honor with
your own mouth. You're the one who always made me look
funny and miserable."

"Then, I'm doing it according to your wish, Deborah. Haven't

you been wishing for this so much? That I dance with you."

He spoke confidently, and I had no choice but to put up with

Philap's stubbornness.

"No matter how much I've been clinging to him, this is too
much..."

Everyone obviously knew that Deborah had been infatuated

with him for over 5 years, but he appeared proudly at the
Academy with Mia by his side.

Moreover, today Mia appeared elegantly dressed as Cinderella

and also made her look like someone special to Philap.

I couldn't understand how he seemed so confident and locked

into his shit.

"It's your wish to think that it's my wish. Sir Philap, I will
reject your arrogant dance request. What the hell do you think
I am?"
CHAPTER 50

"I said coldly.

Even if I didn't try to force my voice strongly, a cold tone

flowed on its own.

"You're trying to influence me according to your intent, but

why are you responding like this? Are you trying to waste the
opportunity I gave you to build your pride right now?"

"You've got it all wrong. This is not a matter of pride. Every

food has its own expiration date, what you're giving me now
may have been what I wanted to eat once, but now I can't eat
it because it expired a long time ago, it's expired food."

"What?"

Philap's reddish-brown pupils trembled.

"How would the person receiving it feel if they were given

spoiled food right in front of their nose? Of course, they
would feel dirty."

I gently held Isidor's huge hand.

He looked at me with a surprised look that was
uncharacteristic of him.

"Philap, don't suddenly pretend to be kind, just take care of

your partner. I'll finish the Year Flower Dance in a beautiful
way."

Perhaps the Year Flower is Isidor, right?

Why not dance with just one person? It was more glamorous
than anyone here.

As Thierry said, no one would disagree that Isidor is the

flower of the year.

"I was going to skip the last dance."

I pulled Isidor slightly and walked towards the stage where

people were dancing.

Leaving behind Philap who stood frozen without

understanding.
------------------------

There were more nobles who stayed inside the palace, but as
soon as the last song ended, I hurriedly left the ballroom and
took out the black tunic I had brought in advance.

"Princess!"

As I walked outside with the tunic, the knight escort stuck to

me and followed me hastily.

"Where are you going so suddenly? Where the hell did you
get that clothing from?"

He gasped heavily, perhaps surprised by my sudden

disappearance.

"James, take me to the night market."

Wearing a mask with a boring design over my face, I said as if

I had been waiting.

"Why would you go to that crowded place?"

The knight escort was taken aback as soon as he heard my
destination.

This was because, unlike the fountain square around the

palace where the nobles played with grace, the night market
was a complex place where all kinds of human crowds came
and went.

Of course, there were hundreds of other beautiful things for

the Spring Flower Festival.

"Hoho. You have a lot to say when this body wants to go.
There's something I must buy at the night market."

"Princess Deborah. There are more people inside the night

market than around this square. Your body might be pushed
by those humble people."

"You are the one who should block well so that I don't
stumble upon those humble things."

The escort knight made a facial expression that seemed to

indicate he was going crazy with my immature words.

"If I were to compare, crowds of people would come like

waves. How can one person block the waves?"
I narrowed my eyes.

"Hm, maybe, are you blocking my entry into the night market
because it's a difficult and uncomfortable place to watch? I
heard that many nobles also go there to play. I'm very
disappointed in you."

"No way!"

"Then let's go. What's so difficult?"

After slowly provoking his pride, the escort knight finally

started to guide me on the path to the night market.

"All right! Let's see, let's take a look to hit the jackpot."

The night market of the Spring Flower Festival.

Among the endless rows of stalls, the novel claims that an

interesting auction was held every year in the basement of the
building behind the black pot stall.

"Noir Pot."
It was speculated to be a strong auction that only insiders
knew about, starting with trash worth less than 1000 wones
until high-value treasures came out.

Also, one of the very old relics from the auction house that
would go into the hands of Diery Orge.

"It turns out that this trash was an ancient artifact that could
incubate a Holy Spirit egg...".

Holy Spirit.

In ancient times, when interaction between different species

was much more active than now, there were many Holy
Spirits born between the spirit and the animal that existed on
the ground.

Due to the dirty darkness in the ground, Holy Spirits currently

hid their traces, but fossils remained everywhere.

Since Holy Spirits had an infinite lifespan as spirits unless

physically attacked, dormant Holy Spirit eggs would awaken
if there was an ancient artifact that matched their mana
wavelength.
Through this object, Diery Orge hatched the egg that was
underwater and obtained a white Holy Spirit in the shape of a
turtle.

Furthermore, he gave that precious thing as a gift to the

female protagonist.

That white turtle was a precious Holy Spirit that could deliver
a strong blow to evil spirits.

Sensitive to the devil's darkness, it even had the ability to

quickly detect a hint of cracks.

"It's very useful in unexpected situations."

The turtle threw its body into the crack and saved Mia's life
once.

"Honestly, as the evil woman, I need it more."

Mia will be lined up with robust fish that will save her life,
but not me.
I wanted to carry with me a Holy Spirit that had about half the
capacity of a full Spirit for my well-being.

"The turtle was small, so I could carry it in my pocket."

That mysterious Holy Spirit was my ultimate goal, but for

now, I was thinking of dealing in advance with ancient
artifacts with hatching functions.

I pushed through the crowd with dreams of great success and

finally found a stall selling a black pot.

"Princess, where are you going again?"

Dark circles were already drawn around the eyes of the escort
knight.

"Wait in front of the door. I have something to do in this

building."

"I think it's a suspicious place, so I'll follow you inside as

well."

"What? What do you mean by suspicious? Who the hell do

you think I am?! Perhaps you think I'm indecently playing in
this building?! How dare you insult me, the princess of
Seymour?"

My eyes glared fiercely like a rabid dog.

"P-Princess. I never meant that. I made a mistake."

"Then stand here. I'll be out before midnight."

After putting on the elegant black mask, just like a villain, I

walked away into the dimly lit hallway.

Also, I took out the invitation to the auction, which I asked the
Master to give me in advance, and handed it to the huge
security guard.

"4 gold! 4 gold!"

"6 gold!"

"7 gold!"

The interior was already a mess.

"It's already started. I should have left the ballroom a little
faster. I refused to give in vain because of that punk..."

"10 gold!"

"They've offered 10 gold! Any more?! Tears of the Siren, sold

for 10 gold!"

"Wow!"

Intense heat hit my cheeks.

Fortunately, seeing the final winning bid playing on the edge

of 10 gold, it seemed like it had just started not too long ago.

Among the people desperately trying to win the jackpot, I

also, with my eyes lit up, began to explore the auction items
lined up on the board.

"Ancient Phoenix Feathers; the auction begins at 15 gold!

Look at this bright and mysterious light!"

"15 gold!"
"20 gold!"

I squinted slightly when I saw the feathers on the auctioneer.

"He's talking nonsense as if it's a phoenix feather. It looks

exactly like the pink pen I use."

No matter how I look at it, it seems like he added some

magical attributes to the red-colored feather.

"However, people who don't know will be enchanted when

they see it."

The auction participants were looking at it as if it were a

successful item.

Like gaming addicts who kept spending money on loot boxes

hoping for SSS-class items.

"I'm a nuclear crap hand, but can I pull the golden item from
here?"
The auctioneer, who opened his mouth like a swindler, made
me even more gloomy.

No matter how much the bidding auction has been opened for
a certain period of time, the host simply put any plausible
word on the item.

Ancient, legend, emperor, dragon...

Well, these words.

Maybe there's a high chance he's unaware of the actual use

and value of the item.

If he knew, he might not even appear in this auction in the

first place.

"I really have no idea what the hell the artifact that can
incubate the Holy Spirit among them is."

Of all things, the specific form of the item doesn't appear in

the novel.
The only clue I had was the content that the trash that came
out of the auction house turned out to be a precious ancient
artifact.

Crazy, they're all trash.

The auction items today were lined up in a row on a long table

with a red tablecloth, but most of them were rusty antiques.

Container, shoes, cane, necklace, bracelet, mask, book... It

was endless.

"Where the hell is the artifact that incubated the Holy Spirit
among them?"

Perhaps if I put the Holy Spirit's egg in that trash pot, will it
hatch?

My guess felt more plausible because an animal painting was

engraved on the pot.

"I want to cry."

No, the ancient artifact came in many forms of ornaments, so
the ancient mana wavelength bracelet might be a successful
item.

I'm confused, but should I just bid?

"80 gold! Does anyone offer more?"

"90 gold!"

Cold sweats flowed as I heard the ever-increasing number.

Perhaps due to the speculative nature of this auction, the price

range of items was ridiculously high.

A dyed feather sold for only 40 gold, and the Orc Patriarch's
necklace, currently being auctioned, soared to 100 gold.

"It's just the beginning of the auction, but I can't believe it's
such a brutal price..."

If you want to buy all those items, it might be equivalent to

the cost of buying a title.
I nervously bit my nails.

"I'm going crazy. Oh... wait, I think I know what it is!"

I was carefully looking at the items and jumped up when I

realized what had crossed my mind.

"That's it!"
CHAPTER 51

Diery Orge, who had a noble and righteous characteristic, was

never a character who had worldly desire in the work.
There were several descriptions in the novel that he was a
single minded person who only knew about training and
swords and that he was respected by knights for his integrity.
If Diery received something from someone, it must be a thing
that he was really interested in or felt like he needed it.
‘Looking in the light of Diery personality, there’s no way he’d
get anything crude like a jar or bracelet.’
At the age of twenty, he got the position vice-captain of the
knight, the only thing the genius called as sword master was
interested in - !
Sword.
That’s the only one.
Just in time, there was an old rusted dagger laid on the table,
‘I think that sword is a lotto?’
Please, I hope the price was a little cheap.
There’s no competitors.
I felt the success energy given by the universe and waited for
the sword to come out with a praying heart, after a while the
host picked up the item.
“Now, pay attention! This item is the Bastard Sword which
contains Dark Night that can photoelectric or observe the
magic world. This handle’s head is unlike the skull
decoration. Can’t you feel the strong ghastly? Let’s start with
50 gold first.”
‘However, how can you hatch the cute turtle spirit animal
with a brutal iron sword?’
“50 gold.”
Does it make sense?
For a moment I felt anxious but soon I raised the stakes.
“100 gold.”
“100 gold! This very cool female here raised it double right
now!”
I even called it very high.
This was because the man who tried to win the sword with 50
gold was at loss for words gave me a lot of confidence.
‘The luck is crazy.’
Surprisingly, a black horse was engraved on the sword handle
at first glance visible on that man’s waist.
Black horse.
It’s the seal of the Black Knight.
Also Diery was the deputy commander of the Black Knight,
one of the four greatest knights in the Empire.
It was sure that man would present to Diery the sword that he
won the bid today.
“110 gold.”
The man who seemed to be a close person to Diery aimed for
the sword all the time, did not back down and raised the price
slightly.
“220 gold.”
“Woaaaa!!”
However I unconditionally showed my determination to raise
it double and the man shut his mouth with a stiff face.
I immediately paid and the Bastard Sword which was
presumed to be the hit item came into my arms.
‘Just looking at its shape, it looked far from the hatching
item.’
Perhaps it won’t beat and smash the egg to death with this, I
had to do some research.
For now, because I achieved what I wanted, I began watching
the auction purely for fun after that.
Dragon scales, the Devil’s horn, and even the earrings that
contained the ancient empress’s soul.
Various objects that called for impulse buying kept popping
up.
‘You’re so good at putting together people charmed.’
For a moment I also wanted to shout the earrings that
contained the empress soul of the Ancient Empire out of
curiosity.
‘If only it hadn’t gone over 400 gold.’
As the heat inside the auction house was slowly getting hotter,
the host suddenly lifted up an old book.
“Everyone! This ancient manuscript is a moral book of
ancient wisdom that contained the wisdom and lessons of life.
It starts at 60 gold first.”
‘Lol.’
The mood suddenly became solemn as if cold water was
poured.
Morality.
It was a far off topic for a breed like me who swarmed into the
deadliest dark auction house hoping for luck .
‘In fact, it was fucking cheap.’
“60 gold.”
Eventually only one person participated in the winning bid.
The main character of the moral book was a tall man wearing
a glossy white robe.
The sharp jawline that was revealed under the robe made me
feel intense handsomeness up to here.
‘As expected, the proper bowl has the right moral mind.’
It was when I nodded my head and smiled with admiration
inside. The man who acquired the moral book suddenly
walked slowly towards me.
‘What is it?’
“We meet here again.”
A soft low sound that winded through the eardrum.
As the man lowered the hood, the jewel-like emerald eyes and
gorgeous blonde sparkled.
He who lowered the white half mask down, slightly folded his
aegyo fat and smiled with his eyes.
It was Isidor.
“How do you know it was me?”
When I asked in a suspicious mood, he raised up the tail of his
mouth and put up the mask.
“Originally, the knight has good observation ability. Just by
looking at the walking, physique, and posture, I can easily
guess the identity of the person I danced together with. Ah,
the hair also came out.”
He pointed to the purple hair that flowed out of the robe.
‘Aha.’
When I entered the night market, since I was swept away by
the crowd, I didn’t even know that my hair escaped.
He seriously skimmed through the moral book while I was
quickly gathering up my messy hair.
He managed to concentrate in this nosy and complicated
place.
“Is there really only life lessons and wisdom, or is there any
other useful information?”
I asked as I got curious, Isidor gave the old book to me.
“I’ll give it to you as a present. If you are curious, read it.”
“Why?”
There was no reason to decline free things, but it was a little
sudden.
“Apparently the content was something I don’t need at all.
However, it might be quite useful for the princess.”
I shrugged my shoulders at his words.
“Well. It looks like something I don’t need, too. As you know
I don’t grow things like morality, tolerance and manners.”
I was never going to pay attention in the right direction in the
future.
“Haha!”
He laughed as if it’s funny and gave me the book.
“That’s a relief. This book doesn’t have that unnecessary
content.”
“Is there some great content?”
Whether it became money, or making money….
“Maybe?”
He smiled gently like a bad boy.
“Hm. Then I’ll take it.”
‘But is this the right imperial language?’
Isidor asked while I was looking closely at the ancient
manuscript which I could not guess what it meant.
“Princess Deborah. Do you have anything left you want to
buy here?”
“No.”
“Let’s go outside and watch fireworks as it’s noisy here. It
will start soon.”
Fireworks!?
Isidor made a pretty fascinating offer.
The fireworks were an event that decorated splendidly the end
of the Spring Flower Festival, which was carefully prepared
by an imperial magician.
The scale was so enormous that it even remained in my
memories.
As my previous life was stuck here and there by course credits
and part-time jobs, I was attracted as I never had to properly
enjoy this kind of romance.
And Isidor was also my partner at the ball.
Although there’s a corner of suspicion about this attractive
man, there’s nothing strange about watching fireworks
together.
“Let’s go.”
I fixed my mask as I made some sort of self-justification
inside.
I suggested first to watch the fireworks, and Isidor emerald
eyes inside the mask opened wide.
His eyes blinked slowly and turned his body around.
“Let’s go out this way.”
He opened the tightly closed back door of the auction house
and took out a piece of paper drawn with a golden magic
circle in the hallway where no one was there.
“What’s that?”
“It’s a short distance teleportation scroll. It’s a fun event but
it’s a pity if you miss it even for a second, right?”
“You’ll see it as soon as you go out.”
“Excuse me for a moment. It’s for two people so you have to
stick together.”
Isidor suddenly grabbed my arms.
While I was surprised by his unexpected action, the scenery
around me turned upside down in an instant as the sound of
the paper torn and white flashed in front of my eyes.
“You can see it everywhere, but it’s better here right?”
It was just better.
Unrealistic scenery unfolded far into my sight.
The place Isidor teleported with the scroll was at the top of the
spire that can see the night view at one glance of Khorun
District.
‘It’s cool.’
I was speechless by the wonderful scenery that had no choice
but to marvel at.
The arch bridge linking Yones District and Khorun District,
the flowing river in between that, the stretch of alley of night
market with red lanterns hanging, the house closely stitched
together, the grand-scale Academy with dome-formed roof, an
elegant palace with colorful lights….
Although it’s just a world inside the book, I, who had been
consistent with my contemplative attitude, felt a strange shock
and emotion on top of the tower.
It wasn’t thrown into the words, but because I felt like I was
invited into a new world.
As I slowly caught the beautiful scenery in my eyes, I pulled
back the troublesome robe and took off my mask.
Isidor also took of his mask, and faced the cool wind with a
pleasant look next to me
Maybe the relaxed atmosphere he had was spread, my face
muscles also loosened which had been tense all day.
“It will start soon.”
He lightly swept his bangs which were disheveled by the
winds, and leaned his body in front of the rail.
“Danger…….!”
The railing looked sloppy to hold on to his large body, so I
grabbed his collar without realizing it and pulled him to my
side.
CHAPTER 52

ean worried? You certainly can take care of yourself. I just

asked one word when would you come but it seems like the
aide exaggeratedly delivered it.”
“I see.”
“But, why do you look like that?”
As I came in and out of the complicated night market and
flipped over the robe, my appearance was quite untidy.
“What’s also the one in your hand?”
The duke pointed to the Moral Book of the Sage that was on
my side.
“Ah, that I went to the night market….”
Even before I ended my words, he was angry with a very
displeased face.
“What do you mean night market?! That was such a hectic
and chaotic place. As expected, that good-for-nothing
Visconti punk, I knew that he will do whatever he wants. I
can’t believe he took my daughter to such a place that lowly
things went!”
I swallowed my sigh when I saw the duke burning in rage.
‘It’s just, he doesn’t like Isidor.”
Today Isidor came to this townhouse himself to escort me to
the palace.
It was also the empire common gentlemen’s manner to pick
up the ball partner with a bouquet of flowers.
“Not to mention the dress, the Pink Diamond looks great on
you. Well, you are my daughter but everything suits you.”
The duke who had been indirectly praising my ball costume
coldly hardened his lips as soon as he saw Isidor getting off
the carriage with the colorful bouquet of flowers.
He drew a blatant look at what the hell was that goofing
around wearing the tender light indie pink suit.
‘Pink was too radical for the conservative Duke Seymour.’
Isidor seemed to be misunderstood wrongly as a playboy by
my father, so I quickly opened my mouth.
“I went around alone at the night market after the ball ended.
It has nothing to do with Sir Isidor.”
“If you have something you want to buy, just order the
attendant, why did you have to go to the night market?”
“I heard rumors that a rare item will come out at the auction
house, so I wanted to confirm it once with my eyes.”
“Are you saying you went all the way to the auction house
where the thugs gathered? Just what the hell is this, tch.”
The duke who took the Moral Book of the Sage while
shooting his naggings suddenly frowned his forehead.
‘Oh? It is the face of knowing something.’
While looking over the old parchment paper with serious
mood, he took out a small mirror from the drawer and at the
letters.
Interestingly enough when the alien language which could not
be recognized at all, shone into the mirror turning left and
right, it looked like bad handwriting that could be read.
Also, the preface of the book was written as, Me Bellemont.
‘Bellemont……? I think I heard it a lot somewhere.’
“This is a book written by Bellemont Seymour, the 6th
generation of the head of the household! That person was left-
handed so had a habit of writing like a secret code.”
‘Aha, that’s what Isidor meant when he said it would be
useful to me.’
Although it was not a moral book written by the ancient sage,
it was a very valuable item to the Seymour direct descendant
if you hold the responsibility as the head of household.
“I can’t believe Bellemont left such a memoir.”
The duke’s voice quivered with surprised and touched
feelings.
‘Oh?! I know that expression.’
The fanatic expression who discovered his favorites’ new
goods.
Maybe the Duke respected Bellemont the most among the
many generations of the head of the family.
‘Isidor, thank you.’
If you were given spoon-feed this much, it’s human nature to
eat it immediately.
There’s no need to tell the truth.
“It’s a present for father. The host seemed to bluff
excessively, but I’m relieved that I got the right item.”
The duke swept over the old ancient manuscript with a
slightly trembled hand at my words.
“I can’t believe you left the Masquerade Ball and went into a
rather troublesome place to buy my present….”
Ehem. My conscience uselessly pricked me.
“That’s a natural matter. Then, can I go now? As you can see,
I look like a mess.”
I sneakily stepped back,
“You must be tired but I held you back.”
“It’s okay. Have a good night. Father.”
Maybe it’s just my feeling only that my acting skills and
keen-wittedness seemed to increase day by day.
Leaving Duke Seymour floundering inside the swamp of
illusion, as soon as I took off my robe after entering the
mansion, I screamed with fear,
“Kyaaa!!”
Where is it?!
This is a dream.
“I definitely put it inside the pocket of my skirt!”
Why is it not here!
I was in a state of cannot bring the space magic pocket
separately because I cannot enter it carrying around
unauthorized magic tools by the imperial family.
“What, what’s wrong princess.?”
All the servants and maids waiting nearby came in scared to
death at my tearing scream.
“My Pink Diamond….! I think I lost it at the night market.
I’m sure, I put it inside my pocket. This can’t be happening!”
The price of one townhouse…. more than 1 billion of lotto
winning amounts….
I sat down on the bed as if collapsing.
CHAPTER 53

“Tiery. Did you receive Princess Deborah’s signature on the

enrollment letter?”
Tiery scratched his head at the question full of the 5th
Princess obsession.
“I’m sorry but I haven’t met the princess recently as she is in
the middle of confining herself at home.”
“Why?”
“She’s sick in bed.”
“No way, what do you mean sick! As a close friend of hers in
the future, I should visit the sick person right?”
“No. It’s better not to disturb and leave her alone for a while.
It’s a simple anger disease.”
“She caught a disease because of anger? How come?”
“The Seymour servants’ mouths are blocked and hushed up,
but there’s a rumor that the Princess lost the only Pink
Diamond in the Empire. After the ball ended, it seemed she
was pickpocketed when she went to the night market without
knowing it.”
“Damn it!”
Princess Deborah deserved to collapse while holding her back
neck.
She lost the most famous jewel in the empire, but no matter
how she’s the Seymour Princess, it was such a waste.
The jewel which had been attracting attention for its rareness
since its first appearance had become more famous and
valuable at the Imperial Ball.
‘Isidor made a great contribution to make the jewel stand out.’
The combination of Duke Seymour’s affection for the
princess and even Isidor’s popularity made the jewel a symbol
of deep envy to the ladies.
Maybe the price has soared much higher than when Duke
Seymour won the bid.
“The jewel must have already been sold to the black market
since it’s in the hands of thieves.”
The 5th Princess spoke with a pitiful expression.
“In the past, there’s also rumor that Philaf Montes who failed
to win the Pink Diamond bid, is trying to get the jewel that
Princess Deborah lost.”
The 5th Princess frowned her forehead.
“It’s not good to see the turn of events. Would Princess
Deborah stay still if he secretly got the jewel and present it to
Mia Binoche?”
“She will never stay still. This time the princess might really
lose her temper and also burst out of anger.”
Tiery clicked his tongue and frowned.
***
“Kiing. King!”
Princess Deborah’s walk had no energy somewhere so Cookie
was restless and hovered around.
Blanchia’s Master narrowed his eyes when he saw her pale
lips through the daytime light in a close distance.
“Princess. You don’t even have to act in front of me.”
“I was so absorbed that I even deceived myself. My heart
hurts as I felt the sense of loss as if I really lost the jewel.”
Watching the princess muttered the joke with a quite serious
face, Isidor clenched his fist hard and swallowed his laughter.
A week ago.
“Pretend that I lost the Pink Diamond? Perhaps this is not all
of your plans, right?”
At first, Princess Deborah was half in doubt and completely
absurd by Master’s operation.
“I’m sorry but this is the easiest and simplest way to sell back
the jewel, and without hurting Duke Seymour’s feeling.”
“Who would believe that I lost the jewel? There’s no human
who dares to touch me. Rather, it’s more convincing to say
the mouse stole the cat’s bell.”
“That’s why the most appropriate way is to wear a mask and
roam around the festival.”
“……”
“There’s a lot of pickpockets who are quick-handed at the
festival night market. The skilled knights are often
pickpocketed but even if there’s an escort knight, there’s
nothing strange with the situation to lose your valuable items.
Everyone would think that an immature aristocrat young lady
was robbed while walking around without knowing it.”
“Sigh. What if I really lose it?”
“After the imperial family came out, summon the space magic
pocket and put the jewel inside it and pretend to lose it for a
while.”
Princess Deborah who was in concern for a while eventually
accepted the Master’s offer.
“Master, instead of being the protagonist of this scam, get me
an invitation to the auction in front of the black jar stall.”
“The princess also has an interest in the auction.”
Just in time, Princess Deborah knew the information about the
notorious auction event, *‘Pot Au Noir’ which was held on
certain days only.
{*The Korean words literally wrote it as ‘Noir Pot’ but it’s
actually ‘Pot Au Noir’ (in French). It means a state or period
of stagnation or depression.}
“I was actually going to recommend you to attend that place.
Combination of the timing when the Imperial Ball ends and
the time of the auction starts, it will make this scam more
convincing.”
But, Isidor hid the high-quality information that the “Pot Au
Noir” would have auction items that Duke Seymour would
like.
‘I’m sorry but I need to use that information to help my real
body score points.”
The duke will be pleased and grateful to me for handing over
the book written by the 6th generation head of the family,
Bellemont.
There’s going to be a play with a pretty good picture, where I
went to the night market to buy a present for Duke Seymour
and lost the jewel.
There are not many fathers who would scold their daughter
for her carelessness in this situation.
‘It seems like Duke Seymour cherished Princess Deborah
more than I expected…..’
Duke Seymour was also included in the list of those who
wanted to get the Pink Diamond that the princess boldly lost.
‘But you can’t sell the same thing twice to Duke Seymour.’
Above all, my precious client wouldn’t want that.
“Master. How much did the Pink Diamond sell for?”
Princess Deborah asked in a peculiarly sharp voice.
“It was sold for 2.5 times as much as the bid price.”
Like when the Master first faced the Princess, he flicked up
the gold coin and lightly snatched it on the back of his hand.
Then he smirked, showing the front side where the bust of the
first emperor was under pressure.
“I was lucky. Thanks to the Princess that increased the value
of the jewel at the ball, things worked out well.”
“What kind of black cow, no, what kind of rich person bought
it at that price?”
“I sold it to another country collector who collects rare items.
He’s a man with a lot of money.”
“Another country. It relieved troublesome matters. It’s quieter
and more trouble-free to send it away than to wander around
in the Empire.”
As Princess Deborah said, it was cleaner over there.
‘Although I was a little lost.’
The result of the secret contact with the figure who was
willing to buy Pink Diamond, except for Duke Seymour, the
highest price called from the Montes side was followed by the
collector.
However, Isidor won’t hand over the Pink Diamond to Philaf
Montes.
He fiddled with the gold coins to hide the complicated strange
feelings.
This was because it was a decision unlike Isidor, who only
followed the good profits.
In addition, the Pink Diamond was an item expected to be
released two more points later, which value was declining in
value. This was a perfect situation to tease Philaf.
‘But I don’t feel like it at all…’
Most of them would think that if Philaf gets the jewel the
Princess lost, he would give it to Mia Binoche but Isidor
disagreed.
It was a gut feeling as a man.
Maybe it was because of Philaf expression staring at him
before the last song of the ball started.
He threw up the defect coin engraved with the front drawing
of the emperor with a sharp sneer.
***
‘Master, I love you so much.’
The moment I heard the Master say the Pink Diamond that I
don’t need was sold for 2.5 times, I almost confessed
sincerely.
I wanted to embrace the lucky man who only throws the front
part of the coin.
‘As expected, being next to someone lucky also makes me
lucky.’
Honestly, I thought he was half bluffing at the offer of selling
it double the price and split it five to five.
‘Finally, a lot of gold coins are in my hands.’
In the meantime, I’ve been selling jewelry little by little,
earning gold coins ineffectively.
I opened my mouth with my heart that started throbbing
faster.
“Now it’s time to settle the price of the selling jewelry.”
“I am sure about the money calculation, as much as the result
of the request.”
Master’s finger moved lightly.
In time, four large boxes flew across the air and fell with a
thud sound on both sides of me.
“Kking!”
Cookie, who opened its eyes in a circle, hurriedly backed up
next to Master, suddenly growled and showed its teeth
towards the innocent box of gold coins.
‘This is the cash I’ve only heard of, no, gold coins payment.’
When I opened the lid of the glossy black wood box, the gold
coins shone brilliantly.
“This is a box sent by the jewelry buyer. I checked all the
amount, and all of this is the Princess’s share.”
Life was really sweet.
After I swept the large box inside the pouch with magic space
with an ecstatic mood, I had a solemn expression with all my
might.
“Will you give me another cup of tea?”
He shook his fingers to pour the hot black tea.
“Master. Now let’s talk about business. We are partners.”
I took a sip of the black tea and spoke with a serious voice.
It’s too early to pop the champagne.
It was not a situation to only be satisfied with 2 billion.
Because this was a place with a strict status system, there
were many social restrictions without a noble title.
To a certain extent, even the patent certificate that I received
at my best had become useless.
It was sad that even my status disappeared, but even thinking
the steady monthly pension would disappear was depressing
and sad.
‘So, I’ll go straight to 10 billion.’
I clenched my fist with enthusiasm.
“Since we’ve earned money, now you should think to
properly invest in the business.”
CHAPTER 54

“Where are you going to invest?”

“First, location.”
“That’s the most important part.”
“Even if it costs a little, I’m trying to set up the first store in
the Khorun district plaza, which has a large floating
population. I’m considering the fountain square near the
tower.”
“Do you mean on the east gate of the academy, where the
fountain of the first emperor is located?”
“How do you feel about that place?”
“It’s not as perfect as the preface, but it’s not a bad location.
The downside is that wizards don’t use dessert shops very
well.”
“I have a separate plan for that part. Please look into the real
estate in the neighbourhood.”
“All right.”
“Second, I’m going to invest in the exterior and interior of the
building.”
I took out a sketch of the building’s exterior and a schematic
of the interior, which I had been drawing in my spare time for
several weeks, and showed it to him.
Maybe a picture is easier to understand than a hundred words.
This is because it is a sketch that shows the atmosphere of the
cafe that will be built in the future.
‘Architecture is my real major, investing money and long
hours.’
It was a trap that the drawings I drew now were much more
plausible than the final assignment I drew while staying up all
night to get a scholarship when I was an undergraduate
student.
Feeling like getting high-performance hardware.
Although there was no mana sensitivity, Deborah was
generally good at doing things with her body.
“It’s cool. I want to have this picture.”
The master, who had been looking at the picture with a sign of
admiration for a long time, spoke with a strident voice.
“This is a draft, so I will continue to revise it in the future.”
“By the way, what’s this?”
The master asked, pointing at the side of the building where it
was drawn.
“Ah, I was trying to tell them to donate this under the name of
<Leticia>.”
For reference, <Leticia> is the top name that I have
established.
‘Strictly speaking, it’s not the top 100 percent of my
possessions.’
Since the Master and I share the shares, Leticia’s top could be
said to be a joint corporation with the two directors.
Since the nobles of the empire felt that it was not elegant to
actively participate in commercial activities, they put the top
at the front and conducted business behind in this way.
I was so notorious, so I really need to hide my identity even
more.
The master looked at the picture and tapped his finger lightly.
“If you donate these things, you will definitely have a tax cut.
It would be better to apply in advance to the Khorun District
Administration Department.”
When I came up with an idea, the master immediately
suggested a concrete method.
As I expected, the efficiency of work was not a joke, as there
was a partner who was good at work.
'Now that we have decided on our position and have decided
on the direction, I need to slowly go after Belreck.’
I grinned inwardly, thinking of Slave No. 2, who was playing
on guard.
***
Philaf’s reddish-brown eyes glistened and shone.
“If they said they wouldn’t sell it, you should have taken it
away and brought it to me, you guys must have heard my
order very easily.”
His confidant sat on the floor vomiting blood, after being
kicked hard in the abdomen by him.
"I’m really sorry. Mr. Philaf, please have mercy…”
“You think saying sorry was enought? If you want to save
your insignificant life, get the jewelry that the princess has
lost no matter what.”
Philaf, who was holding the head of his subordiantes who had
been half-minded by pain, swears at his father’s call.
Duke Montes, who returned from the estate, had recently
called out his only son and admonished him without even
attempting.
The expectation was high for the three generations of readers
and their only one child, so the interference was also severe.
“Fuck, that old man is calling to nag again. It’s annoying.”
As expected, as soon as he faced his father, he began to pour
out preaching.
“Pilaf, no matter how much Lady Mia is a lifesaver to you, do
it in moderation! Don’t you think it’s very funny that
women’s accessories and your name go up and down together
each time?”
“…”
“Seymour’s eldest son is elevating his prestige by contributing
himself in the war against the barbarians, so what the hell are
you doing?”
Pilaf’s expression was fiercely distorted by the word
Seymour.
“If you’re going to make such a fuss, get that jewel in your
hands! I’m talking about the incident where you were laughed
at for being pushed by the Seymour Princess.”
His clenched fist began to tremble.
“You’re a rotten food that I cannot eat as it was long
overdue.”
How dare the princess describe himself as rotten food.
She followed his back to the point where he was sick of it,
changing her face and shining her red eyes coldly with a
cynical smile.
Whenever those cold eyes came to mind, it was difficult to
bear the filthy feeling as if someone was scratching the inside
of his stomach.
Even in front of his son, who was swaying with contempt, the
Duke was not concerned.
"Philaf. You’re just propagating your incompetence in all
directions, now stop having your regrets about the gem and
stop hassling your subordinates. I’ve told you a few times that
reputation is important. The retainer that you made good for
nothing has already reached over ten fingers!”
“…”
“You’ve done enough for that pink-haired girl. If you give her
more, she will climb up without knowing the subject, so stop
now.”
Philaf quickly snapped his lips and bit them.
He suddenly became confused.
In fact, he wasn’t going crazy, trampling on the subordinates,
because of Mia.
He was obsessed with the jewel that the princess lost, in an
attempt to recover a little bit of his wounded pride.
He wanted to pick it up and laugh all his might in front of her.
That pink diamond wasn’t the thing that suited me for from
the start, and it wasn’t the thing I have.
What kind of expression would she make if he said he’d give
it to Mia?
It’s a treasured item to the point she’s rumored to be sick in
bed, so she won’t be able to pretend to be pompous and act
calmly like she did at the ball.
"Philaf! Do you understand?”
The Duke of Montes forced his son to answer, who was
standing silently.
The angry duke finally raised his hand in anger because of
Pilaf, who was closing his mouth at the end.
Slap-!
Both of his cheeks turned several times together with
explosive sound as if it’s tearing.
“You stupid child. If you want to be restrained and shoved
into the dungeon, keep doing whatever you want.”
A bluish blood stood on the back of Pilaf’s hand at the word
of the dungeon.
There was no more effective threat to Pilaf.
“…I’m sorry.”
“Don’t do anything nonsense, just train for the time being and
stay at home. Okay?”
He wanted to laugh at Deborah, but the reality was a ditch.
Philaf, who roughly wiped the blood flowing from his mouth
with the back of his hand, lowered his head and swallowed the
sense of helplessness and defeat.
***
“The results are not very good. Mia, that person will surely be
furious!”
Madame Ophelia chewed on her nails in a nervous look.
'How can things go so badly…’
Even after getting Philaf Montes as a partner at the ball, Mia
Binoche did not become the flower of the year in the end.
She was mentioned in the social world for a while thanks to
her high purity of divine power and constant good deeds, but
it was buried without a trace due to Princess Deborah.
'She patented a formula and received the attention of the Fifth
Princess!’
The young lord of the Visconti family, who appeared wearing
an unconventional colored suit, further distorted the plan.
Everyone asked what Princess Deborah had done to him, and
there was no place for Mia to intervene because the nobles
constantly tore their mouths.
It was fortunate if that was all.
There was a reason why Ophelia turned Mia’s hair pink with
alchemy.
Mia’s fake pink hair is only to make her reminiscent of the
Goddess Nayla, but now the high society strangely only thinks
of the young lord of Visconti when looking at pink.
To make matters even worse, Philaf lost his great spirit and
was tied up.
The support from those who raised Mia’s position and spared
no financial support has been completely cut off.
“I have lost a lot, and I haven’t gained a single thing.”
Mia frowned at Ophelia, who began to bite her fingernails so
harshly that blood began to flow.
“Madam Ophel. Still, I succeeded in proving my divine
powers to the high priest.”
Ophelia sharpened her teeth at Mia’s murmur.
“Haven’t you said that many times? The aristocracy likes
provocative stories.”
“…”
“Superior divine power? Of course, it can look great.
However, how you show that excellence to others is much
more important. Do you understand?”
Ophelia’s sharp voice gradually grew louder.
“So what if the high priest is impressed? Princess Deborah is
much more stimulating and fun, so the high society doesn’t
pay any attention to the little, shabby, daughter of a ruined
noble, right?”
“…”
“Was my words a joke to say that you should be the flower of
the year at all costs? Mia didn’t make any effort at all. In this
way, you can never beat someone who stands out from birth
like Princess Deborah.”
Ophelia squeezed Mia’s slender shoulders.
She failed to become the flower of the year, so their next plan
couldn’t be carried out.
Because the privilege only given to this year’s flower has
disappeared.
It was an opportunity to have the priority to chose a renowned
lady as a chaperon, but Mia blew it all away in vain.
“Do you know how much sacrifice and effort it took to make
the Holy Blood?”
The facing eyes glistened brilliantly.
“I’ve made so many sacrifices to make you the flower of the
year, and it’s really something to reflect on that the result is
this shape.”
Ophelia’s long nails dig into her delicate skin.
Blood from the hollow wound soaked Mia’s white collar.
She’s had enough of the blood.
To the point it was so disgusting.
'I feel like throwing up. I want to kill them all.’
The murderous intention is rising.
Mia clenched her fist so hard that her fingernails dug into her
palm.
Especially that Seymour girl.
While reminiscing Deborah’s eyes, which were as red as
blood, Mia bites her lips while swallowing the nausea.
CHAPTER 55

“You lost your pink diamond?”

I snorted, looking at the squeaky Belreck.
“Pink diamond, didn’t you hear that you can get a few more
points? I’m no longer interested in the jewel that’s missing.”
I showed Belreck a fancy gorgeous necklace around my neck
as if I were teasing him.
“Besides, my father bought me this for my heartache.”
Impressed after reading the life story of the six major
generations of the head of family’s activities and agony, my
father gave me a diamond made by a craftsman.
‘This is something I won’t (?) lose. Father.'
[tl/n: the ? here is intended by deborah lmaoo]
Of course, if the business is cluttered, I might want to lose it
later.
“… What do you have to say to make me come here? If it’s
something that made me come all the way here to show off
that necklace, I won’t let it go easily. I am a busy body with
no eyes open.”
Sitting across from the frowning Belreck, I took out a drawing
and handed it over to him.
“Make this for me.”
In paragraph 7 of the contract, there was a clause stating that
“Belreck Seymour shall be obligated to produce the artifacts
that Deborah Seymour wants at any time.”
“Perhaps did you draw it?”
“Yes.”
“You have quite talented hands.”
Belreck showed a little interest.
However, his face gradually distorted as he carefully
examined the explanation written on the side of the blueprint.
“You want me to produce an artifact with this bizarre blade
that spins at super high speeds?”
“Yes.”
“Deborah, there aren’t any corpses that need to be minced and
hidden, right?”
What?
I doubted my ears for a moment.
What do you mean about mincing corpses! That’s too mean.
It’s just a blender.
'Fruits will come in there.’
As a result of wandering around the cafes in this world, there
was juice made by squeezing fruits in this world, but there
was no fresh fruit juice with chewy ingredients.
'It’s definitely a competitive menu. Especially in summer.’
I was convinced.
“I didn’t expect that Deborah would have a talent for
designing torture-type artifacts.”
Belreck’s teeth trembled as he opened the drawing of the
blender.
'Huh, someone would think I’m threatening you to handle the
crime.’
I glared at him fiercely as he was making a fuss.
“Don’t you know there is a clause that says not to make a fuss
on what your sister is doing?”
Of course, it was more evil to intimidate than to explain that it
was kitchenware.
“There was a clause like that?”
Belreck brought the contract in disbelief.
“Where the hell is it?”
“Look, here.”
Just like the insurance company’s terms, I put the 2pt letters in
front of him at the corner of the contract.
His eyesight was poor, so he took out a magnifying glass, and
as soon as he enlarged the text, he began to jump.
“Doing such a wicked and vulgar thing! This is a fraudulent
contract!”
“Why do you keep making a fuss? It’s not a big deal for
brother, who also makes adult tools that rotate quickly…
ehem!” [tl/n: DRAG HIM QUEEN]
“Fine! I’ll make it. You devil, please stop!”
His flushed reddened face was on the verge of tears.
'I let you go because you are handsome. Really.’
“While you’re at it, make me this too. It’s the same
mechanism so it’s not that difficult, right?”
“Okay…”
I asked to make a whipping machine as well as a blender.
In order to diversify the cafe menu, increase the turnover rate,
and save labor costs, I was planning to take advantage of
Belreck’s abilities.
Besides, there is also an extra income.
“Brother. Since I did the design of the tool, 30 percent of the
rights are mine if I patent this invention. Please note that the
contract also has such a clause.”
“After having fun with the formula patent, your fantasy about
patents grew too much. Nobody else uses these cruel tools
other than you.”
“Are you underestimating the potential of this tool? You will
thank me later. You’d better cooperate as much as you can
because you’ll make up for everything you’ve lost from your
investment in the silver mines.”
“Anyway, you and your bluffing!”
'It’s not a bluff.’
“I mean, my ability to open my mouth has improved
significantly recently.”
Belreck seemed a little motivated by the fact that he could
make money while clicking his tongue.
Since he was an Artifact Researcher, it seemed that various
side costs were high.
'You are in a good line. The blender is really useful.’
If the franchise business has officially operated, I was
thinking of selling blenders to franchise owners by leaving a
margin in the name of facility investment.
'Of course, there is a premise that the first store should be a
huge success…’
If blender use becomes more common, there will definitely be
inquiries from other dessert shops and restaurants.
It was unclear whether Belreck would be able to handle it if
demand grew as much as I expected.
'Well, Belreck will take care of it.’
I conscientiously only eat 30 per cent, and instead, I’ll lie
down and make money.
***
'Ha, I didn’t expect these side effects to occur.’
I closed my eyes tightly while walking into the academy.
Recently, it has often been noticed that young men wearing
light pink shirts or carrying pink handkerchiefs are all over the
academy.
These people became Son Min Soo again.
[tl/n: Son Minsu is a slang originated from a character in
Cheese In The Trap webtoon/drama who imitates Hongseol
(the main heroine) by the way she dresses, copying her style
and having the same thing she has. Used amongst fans that
buy the same thing their idols are spotted with]
Men are cancelling the word pink.
As I shook my head at a view that wasn’t beautiful at all, I
headed towards the side of the Academy east gate where the
Magic Theory Conference will be held at.
Before the ball was held, I received an invitation from Magic
Tower researchers to present the improved formula, and I was
heading there with lecture materials.
Today’s academic conference, which I was invited to, was
held in the auditorium on the first floor of the Magic Tower.
Just in time, the way to the tower was a place where I was
looking at the location of the cafe, so I was looking around
carefully.
'There are certainly fewer dessert shops than at the west gate
where the fountain of the Goddess Nayla is located.’
As I passed the plaza while observing the nearby commercial
district, I felt a stinging gaze hitting the back of my head.
'What?’
I looked around.
‘You don’t think that’s hiding, do you?’
I stared silently at the 5th Princess who peeked out her face
behind the street trees in front of the store and then walked
over there.
“How have you been? Princess. It’s the first time I’ve seen
you since the ball.”
"Unbelievable. I thought it was a perfect hiding spot.”
'How do you start with the maids around you?’
“I’m more sensitive than others at sensing.”
“You have excellent five senses. It’s definitely like Seymour’s
answer.”
The 5th Princess seems to have been blinded by love to me, is
it my mistake?
“I’m flattered, Princess. Are you going to the academic
building?”
“Yes. Are you also on your way there?”
"Yes.”
“Haha. What are all these amazing coincidences? I can’t
believe I ran exactly into you in this wide square.”
The 5th Princess, clasped her hand behind with bad acting,
looked into the air and coughed as if there was something she
wanted to say.
“Princess. After the presentation ends, I’ll take the time to
sign the letter of enrollment.”
“Ehem. You must have been very dizzy about the recent
unsavory lost jewel case, and I didn’t mean to rush you into
the enrollment, but I couldn’t hide my impatience. Sigh.”
“I’m full of precious jewels. It’s not a big deal.”
“I really like your courage and spirit. You’ll never regret it if
you come into Epsilon. The flower of the year is the leader of
Epsilon.”
Surprisingly, Isidor became the flower of the year with
overwhelming support, and no one complained and agreed
with this absurd result.
'What happened to the privilege given to this year’s flower?
Isidor would not need a chaperone.’
In the novel, Mia becomes the flower of the year and
preoccupies the lady whom all love and admire, but if it
became this absurdly, it will be very different from the
original work that I knew.
'Who cares. I only need to live well.’
I’m doing pretty well these days.
I strutted across the streets with the 5th Princess, one of the
most popular people of the Empire.
Those who passed by looked at the 5th Princess with a young
longing look, and hurriedly laid their eyes on the floor of the
road as soon as they realized my existence.
“It’s thrilling to be with you. It feels like I’m going around
with a dangerous beast. I feel like I’m walking a tightrope.”
The 5th Princess cheek blushed and murmured.
‘This person seems to be a little four-dimensional.’
<Epsilon>, is it really a good place?
As I swallowed the anxiety that suddenly rose, I felt that the
atmosphere around me was unusual.
As we got closer to the tower, the number of people who
pressed the red clay-colored robes began to increase rapidly.
'I know what this is.’
The poo-colored robe worn by the wizards exudes the exact
same scent of soul as the engineering students’ uniform, the
checkered shirts.
‘It’s an engineering school after all.’
Thinking that I had come in formal clothes for no reason, I
entered the lecture hall where the academic conference was
going to be held.
'Oh, but why is my father here.’
CHAPTER 56

‘I’m wondering why did you suddenly call for an emergency

but brought me here to show off?’
'This is a brag about his daughter.’
'Enjoy it. If you don’t want to be like Raymont.’
The Duke of Seymour appeared in the lecture room bringing
all the elders and his aides who were on their way to work at
the tower.
‘This is a bolt out of the blue.’
The wizards who came purely for a formula study raised up
their arched waist with a haggard face.
After a while, as Princess Deborah walked up the podium, a
feeling of tension passed through the classroom more than
usual.
'You must manage your expression well. Even if the lecture is
childish and clumsy, you should not express it.’
'I will draw all the compliments I know from the Danjeon.’
[tl/n: danjeon is a large city in korea, meaning she’ll get
praises from many people in this big field]
'These trivial things. I originally used to be in a kid’s choir. It
means that I can sing up to 12 verses of praise.’
The elders of the Magic Tower, who were planning a fierce
poo show while working their brains, were sincerely
impressed by the princess’ lecture.
This is because she enthusiastically gave the lecture under the
guise of a one-star instructor in Daechi-dong to promote the
formula. [t/n: a neighbourhood in gangnam, meaning like
she’s a cheap promoter as seen on the streets]
'Oh. You’re good?’
'She explained easily to make it understand.’
'Because she is the one who improved the formula, she is
more familiar with the concept and how to use it than anyone
else.’
The elders did not need to open their mouths.
After the princess’s lecture, they only have to overuse all the
flattering words. To the point where their lips are swollen.
By the end of the presentation, the elder, who was tactful at
the Duke of Seymour, was slightly lucky.
“It was a wonderful lecture.”
“This is enough to make her be appointed as a full-time
professor at the Academy.”
“Yes, indeed.”
Duke Seymour, who had been making a grim face with his
arm crossed, began to twitch his thin lips.
‘You like it!’
'I can’t stand bragging about my daughter.’
It was then.
Clap clap clap.
The cheerful applause from somewhere sharpened the eyes of
the elders.
'Who dared to clap? The princess didn’t even put down her
chalk yet.’
“Well, I was impressed.”
Count Almare was giving a standing ovation with a thrilled
face. The opera actor also has the acting talent of crying.
'A big, bloodless little bastard hits the ball without a hitch?’
'Life is about timing. Do you understand?’
'It’s coming out so mean, isn’t it? I’m going to use
amplification magic to raise the clapping sound.’
Before long, thunderous applause poured out as if the lecture
room was about to drift away. Princess Deborah finished her
first lecture with such success.
***
I rubbed my eyes.
Because of Duke Seymour who attended the lectures with the
gloomy people in black robes, my tension doubled, and the
fatigue rushed in late.
'I feel tired.’
I came out of the lecture room, exhausted, and I encountered
the thrilled 5th Princess.
Her yellow eyes twinkle like a cat who saw a fish.
“Princess Deborah, did you hear the thundering applause? All
the magicians who were there must have fallen for you. Just
like me.”
Suddenly, the 5th Princess confessed her love and handed out
the enrollment letter and a quill.
I looked through the terms and conditions with a surge of
unnecessary anxiety.
There may be a toxin clause hidden in 2pt font.
“I like your prudence, too. You’re the first woman who’s ever
made me so anxious. It’s making my hands sweat.”
She flapped her fan as hard as she could.
'Whatever it is, it’s better than Omicron where Philaf is. I
can’t wait to go home and rest.’
“I can just do it here?”
“Yes.”
After signing while dawdling, I handed over the enrollment
letter, and the 5th Princess smiled with a satisfied face.
“You can’t switch… No, anyway, Epsilon is a very great
place. The leader is the most handsome in the empire, and
there are a lot of talented people like you. Welcome to the
club.”
Hmm. I think I just heard the suspicious word of cannot
switch?
'No way, I must have heard hallucinations because I was too
tired.’
I thought it was a good thing that the problem of social clubs,
which had been bothering me all the time, was solved simply.
However, it didn’t take much time for me to realize that
Epsilon was made up of some strange group of members.
***
“Congratulations. Duke.”
After Princess Deborah successfully finished her lecture, the
aide gave congratulations to the news that she enrolled in
<Epsilon> with the active recommendation of the 5th
Princess.
“It’s my daughter, so it’s natural.”
He was saying that it wasn’t important, but the aide quickly
noticed that the corner of the Duke’s mouth raised finely.
“The Princess will shine more splendidly in the future.”
“By the way, Epsilon was overwhelming during my time, but
is it the most popular recently?”
“Yes, obviously it’s the most popular club.”
“Who is the leader?”
“It’s Sir Isidor Visconti. Oh, now that I see it, he was the
partner for Princess at the ball. His look is also handsome but
he’s a young man who is well-rounded and talented enough to
be cherished by the Prince ….”
The aide, who recited the information about Lord Visconti
shut his mouth when he saw the Duke’s cold expression.
“Hmmm. Anyway, that’s it.”
“That punk, he dared beat my daughter and become the flower
of the year.”
The Prince, who has a close relationship with Lord Visconti,
pushed the nomination in a playful way, but because the
majority actively agreed, the eccentric result came out.
Since the Spring Flower Festival was not an event with a
serious atmosphere, it was an atmosphere that everyone
delightfully accepted on this matter.
Except for Duke Seymour.
“That punk also accepts it readily, shamelessly?”
“Well, that’s right.”
The aide showed off his work professionalism and agreed
with him.
“I don’t like it because that young man is too much of a
sweet-talker. Those guys always use their face’s worth.”
When Duke Seymour, who had a sorrowful appearance if he
was ranked second in the empire, commented on face’s worth,
the aide couldn’t speak for a while because he was
dumbfounded.
***
“Deborah! Did you really sign the enrollment letter of
Epsilon? I can’t believe you are suddenly signing anywhere.
You shouldn’t do that.”
The reaction of Duke Seymour upon hearing the news of my
enrollment was totally the opposite of my expectations.
'What is the reason?’
Duke Seymour was once the leader of <Epsilon>, and the
Duchess was also a member of <Epsilon>, so I thought I
would definitely score points.
“I know that Epsilon is a club with many outstanding seniors
like my father. So I thought you would be happy.”
The Duke sighed and shook his head.
“The club has no problem, but the leader….Tch! I can’t
believe one of those prestigious club leaders looks like that,
I’m not even satisfied.”
“…..”
Maybe Isidor was the problem again this time.
“What the hell do you believe and leave your armband to that
troublemaker guy! It’s a corrupt age. Corrupt. I feel
suffocating inside because I’m worried about the future of the
country.”
The Duke, who was worried about the future of the empire out
of the blue, went into the mansion, saying that he was tired
after taking a walk in the garden.
‘Well, how insignificant must everyone look in the eyes of the
7-class Great Magician.’
I scratched my neck while thinking that the trend of ignoring
things these days is also similar as I get older.
***
[Welcoming Princess Deborah’s enrollment with two opened
arms. -All of Epsilon]
'Sigh! What the hell is that?’
As I was crossing the campus, I felt embarrassed when I saw
the uncomfortable interruption banner that was placed near
the bulletin board of the social club.
“Isn’t it cool?”
I didn’t ask, but someone swiftly popped out from behind and
explained.
‘You surprised me.’
“The 5th Princess instructed herself to hang up the welcome
phrase. She must have wanted to show off to the Omicron
side.”
Tiery Orge smirked when I met his black eyes.
The drooping eyes and the black disheveled curly hair
matched well.
Although the unique frivolous atmosphere was taking all of
that handsome appearance.
“My heart palpitates for no reason if you look cold like that.
My heart is on the soft side.”
Not scared at all, Tiery played innocent and wiped his chest.
“At the last ball, I did not make a separate introduction sadly,
so I will introduce myself. I’m Tiery Orge. Well, first of all…
I’m a prosecutor.”
Unlike his older brother, Diery, he wasn’t a very sincere type.
“I’m Deborah Seymour.”
When I answered gravely, he scratched his neck.
“You are cold as the rumor. You would be popular as you are
pretty, if only you have a little bit of kindness.”
“You are light as rumored. If I blow, you will fly away.”
“Haha, this is quiet, there is nothing to refute.”
While having a conversation with the snickering Tiery, a man
with an enormous physique exuded a threatening mood far
away, approached towards this side.
“You, this jerk, I caught you.”
Difficulty passes through Tiery’s face.
“I’m just about to have a fun talk with the princess, but an
uninvited guest found me. I’ll go first. If you are bored, come
to play at Frat House. I’m always in the music room there.”
“Hey, this scammer jerk. You said that if I put at the No.6
horse, it will definitely be a jackpot! But actually, this jerk put
it at No.3?”
“Don’t you know that racehorse conditions can change at any
time? Has your flexibility been swapped with the bread?”
“This jerk mouth is a hole!”
I figured out in an instant what situation it was only with
Tiery who was running hurriedly and the big physique’s
words.
'They must be in and out of the racetrack. By the way, how
did such a thug playboy get into Epsilon?’
Is it really the great prestigious club that I know?
Maybe there is one more pseudo-club with the same name
as〈Epsilon〉, right?
After swallowing a somewhat complicated feeling, I headed
to the carriage to go to the Maisond.
This was because a note came from the Master yesterday
evening stating that he discovered a delicious cake.
'Maybe it means you found a decent property for sale.’
As soon as I stepped into the Maisond that I came and went
like my home now, the store manager guided me to the seat
and I searched through the menu.
‘Oh my, Why it’s not here?’’
I was fluttering through the menu in a flustered mood and
called the store manager.
“Where is the coffee that was written here?”
“I’m sorry, but the drink wasn’t sold at all, eventually it was
removed from the menu.”
‘Does the coffee beans aren’t coming in now?’
I ran to the Master with an impatient feeling.
CHAPTER 57

“It’s good you came just in time. The building in front of the
East Gate Square was for sale.”
As soon as I sat in the chair across the office, the Master
handed out a document stating the location and price of the
real estate for the café business.
‘The price is quite good?’
The location is good and the area is quite large. In addition, it
was a three-story building with a basement level.
“The price is cheaper than expected.”
“It is because it was at the East Gate. At the side of
Academy’s West Gate, if you want to grab such a sale at the
Goddess’ Square, you have to pay at least double the gold
coins.”
“It’s probably because of the value of the symbol of the
Goddess’ fountain.”
Landmarks played a pretty important role here as well.
“But I discovered an interesting fact. When I ordered my
subordinates to count the people passing by for a week, there
was no much difference in the floating population as much as
the building price.”
“It means that the West Gate Square side was bubbling
because of the Goddess Fountain, and the East Gate estate
was undervalued.”
“That’s right.”
Master smiled brightly.
“Good. Let’s do the contract right away for this building.
What happened to the land donation?”
“I got the permission. Thanks to this, I was also given a tax
cut on the top one-year income.”
Even if you pretend anything, it’s still pretending.
When it comes to group assignments, it was the level of being
placed on the driver’s seat of a limousine bus.
'Is the ride comfort this good?’
It was a fresh shock to me, who has been roughly running the
bus alone every time I had a group assignment because my
luck had been so bad all this time.
‘Perhaps having the team members that often left me on sent
and have been caught chewing off KakaoTalk while scraping
off TreeWiki throughout the four years of my undergraduate
was the driving force for now?’
“Princess. Now that you have a location, what and how you
sell is important.”
At his words, I stopped recalling my gloomy past and took the
documents out of my bag.
“I made a list of the store menus.”
Master, who was scanning my paper with a hint of interest,
narrowed his eyebrows in the middle.
“It’s all good, but how about removing the coffee here?”
“How come? I think coffee is the most competitive menu.”
“Why?”
“After drinking this drink at the Maisond, my sleep time has
been reduced and my concentration has improved. Thanks to
the coffee, I was able to develop the improved formulas
faster.”
I deliberately drank a cup of bitter and tasteless coffee every
time I came to Maisond to persuade the Master and to lay the
ground bait.
'It was a real hassle.’
"Is that true?”
“Confirm it with the store assistant. They will answer that I
always went there to drink coffee. I’m sure there’s a great
effect on that drink.”
“If it is effective in enhancing concentration, it would be
better to distribute it to a drug dealer. Both the color and the
taste don’t give a favourable impression at all.”
“How does the Maisond make coffee?”
“After crushing the beans and putting them in a sieve, they
pour hot water to brew them.”
“When I heard the explanation from the store assistant, I
heard that it is a drink made from roasted beans but has it
already been blocked once from processing?
“Yeah. A merchant from the dukedom of Perdin sends the
roasted green beans. There was not much of a price difference
between roasted coffee beans and green beans, so we chose
the roasted ones to save time.”
I think I knew roughly why the Maisond coffee was so
freaking tasteless.
'Either you sent beans that are in poor roasting condition, or
Maisond has failed to store the beans, or it’s one of the two.
Because the freshness dropped, the scent and taste were
terrible.’
I know that the most delicious time for the beans was between
two weeks after roasting. I agonized for a while and opened
my mouth.
“How about bringing in fresh green beans and roasting them
right away?”
“The process of preparing ingredients will take a long time
and will only be inconvenient.”
The Master looked like he couldn’t understand why I was so
obsessed with coffee.
Because tea culture flourished in the empire, there’s no doubt
that they assumed there was no room for the drink of a small
dukedom, neglected as a barbarian.
But I really wanted to sell it.
'I really want to drink Iced Americano right now.’
How can I give up this devil drink that will never get out of it
once I fell for it.
'Actually, it’s a menu for me.’
I would endure without ramen and chicken somehow, but I
had no confidence to live the rest of my life delightfully
without coffee.
"Master. If you get kitchen staff, connect me with them. I will
directly participate in the recipe development.”
“Your enthusiasm is great.”
“I have that much confidence. The number 1 credit for
formula development! Coffee! I have the confidence to sell
this well.”
As I kept insisting with my mouth, the Master also made a
tempted face.
“I have to drink it as an experiment. Drinking about three cups
will work properly, right?”
“..Em, drink it first.”
***
“This is the main building of the Frat House.”
Isidor, who was introducing the <Epsilon> facility to me, a
new member, suddenly rubbed his dark eyes.
The exhaustion spreads on his always fresh face, and a
decadent atmosphere heavily flows down.
'Are you digesting the dark circles?’
The more I saw it, the more it looked amazing.
“Sir Isidor, you look exceptionally tired today.”
The 5th Princess who was stuck next to me with hands behind
her back kept clicking her tongue.
“..I couldn’t sleep at all, so I couldn’t sleep properly for a few
days.”
“Do you have any concerns?”
“It’s not like that.”
“You have to live a regular life. It’s common knowledge that
lack of sleep is harmful to your skin. Never forget that you are
the flower of the empire and the face of our Epsilon!”
Isidor’s expression became gloomy as people around him
were quite teasing him for being the flower of the year.
“Princess, are you not going to class?
“Wouldn’t it be possible to miss a day or so?
“I am telling you because it seems you are skipping every day.
This is not the only concern of the Crown Prince that the
Princess will be expelled from the Academy for the first time
in the royal family.”
The princess fluttered the fan quickly, suddenly pretending
not to hear.
Isidor, who shut her mouth, led to a large building with an
old-fashioned indigo roof.
“This building is used by Epsilon for academic conferences
and various gatherings. And on the left is a separate building
that only the ladies can use.”
The prestigious club had a huge building called Frat House
near the academy, and there was a separate men’s and
women’s salon.
'The only social club theme is that you own a building on a
bargaining ground. The crazy ways of spending money for the
nobles here are beyond my expectation.'
The lucky thing is that the Frat House in Epsilon is near the
cafe building that I’m going to open.
While leisurely spending some time here in the break room, I
was thinking of watching how the cafe business was going on.
“At the left hall, there is a library built with the sponsorship of
our seniors. That corridor is being decorated as a permanent
exhibition hall for works received as a donation.”
As much as the purpose of the Academy’s existence itself is
the social club, internal and external support was also great.
'You always keep a close-knit Academy relationship in our
country.’
If I, born from Seymour, could not get into one of the 4 major
clubs, I would have been pretty ignored among the high
society in the future.
'That’s why Deborah didn’t join last year even though she was
older, and waited to become an Omicron member this year.’
I clicked my tongue inwardly and looked around.
“There is also a lot of space for hobbies. There is also a magic
lab and practice room, so if you are interested, use it.”
Listening to Isidor’s affectionate voice, I slowly looked inside
the beautiful building lined with famous paintings and
sculptures.
'I can’t believe I can use this building for free. It’s a real
benefit.’
“Ah, also there are various clubs within Epsilon, so please
apply if you are interested.”
“Princess Deborah!”
At that time, the 5th Princess who was covering her mouth
with a fan suddenly called my name violently.
"Yes?”
“Join the Mana Research Club. Let’s discuss the topic of
magic in depth with me.”
'You brought me for this purpose.’
Still, research related to magic was not a waste of time.
Although I don’t have mana sensitivity, I am highly interested
in making money with endless mana and utilize the high
potential energy to the fullest.
“That’s right.”
“That’s right.”
Her yellow eyes overflowed with a thrill at my cool answer.
She’s a VIP customer and a higher rank than me.
There’s nothing bad about being close.
“Princess. It’s already three o'clock. The professor is coming
in late, but you have to leave now.”
Whether the number of attendees was in danger, the maid next
to the princess whispered with an anxious face.
'It wasn’t until Deborah was expelled.’
Following Tiery, the 5th Princess was also suspicious, but it
was simply because of the mood, my conscience won and I let
it go.
“Hmm. Unfortunately, I have to go.”
Suddenly she glanced at me and began to wriggle her hand
anxiously.
“What is it?”
“Hm! Now that we belong to the same social club, how about
having a strong handshake once?”
"Good.”
As I lightly held her hand, the princess smiled brightly.
“See you again soon!”
She shook both of her hands several times like an idiot and
ran toward the Faculty of Magic.
Isidor silently looked at the back of the 5th Princess, who was
getting smaller and muttered something slowly.
“..I got another annoying thing.”
“What?”
“Let’s just take a walk around here. I also have something
important to say.”
“Sir Isidor looks very tired today to talk about something
important.”
“I have enough strength to talk and walk.”
He smirked and walked in the direction of a quiet and still
road.
CHAPTER 58

The silence between him and me was a little awkward, so I

hesitated before opening my mouth.
“The book that Sir Isidor won at the auction last time was
given to my father as a gift. He liked it very much.”
“I’m glad the princess used it usefully.”
“How did you know it was written by the 6th generation of
the Head of Seymour family?”
“Because it is very rare for people to separate letters and use
them to reverse it side by side. There is only one person as far
as I know.”
“I see.”
After answering, there’s nothing to say.
Somehow, we walked side by side with an awkward mood
along the road where the Jacaranda trees were planted, and a
strong wind passed by me and him.
As the trees swayed, light purple flowers fell like snow and
scattered.
Isidor, who lightly snatched a petal from the air, handed it
over to me.
“Take it.”
He fluttered like a fox and gave a slight eye smile.
“A gift because I became the flower of the year thanks to
you.”
“……”
“Maybe, the princess is the only one in the world who thought
of making their male partner wear a pink suit for the ball.”
“I thought of it because it seemed to suit well. I will never let
the people who don’t suit it wear it.”
My eyes are very delicate and precious.
“Haha, I see. It feels good secretly.”
He smiled like an angel and dropped the flowers on my palm.
Thanks to Isidor, I succeeded in reselling the pink jewel at an
expensive price, and having an astronomical amount of
money in my hand, I felt a little embarrassed while fiddling
with the flowers he gave me.
“Since I received it, I can’t even be soft anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“The chaperon option. I don’t need it anyway, so wouldn’t it
be reasonable to give it to the princess who made me the
flower of the year?”
‘Oh my! Great.’
I swallowed my inner scream.
Isidor gave me a very special authority just now.
It meant that I could choose as I like and appoint forcefully a
prestigious lady who would brighten the debutante this fall.
How should I use this good card properly?
It was a little surprising to get an unexpected bonus.
“Sir Isidor. I don’t reduce what is given, even more, good
things.”
“It’s nice to be honest. Because I don’t really like to
awkwardly decline and refuse it even though it’s good.”
By the way, why do you keep giving me things?
No way, is there a law that conserved the mass of the
pushover constant?
In this world, I don’t do pushover things, so this person isn’t
doing it for you, right?
I thought about it for a while and then shook my head.
There was still some suspicion left at Isidor that he was
simply a kind and friendly person.
‘I think I’m secretly good at dealing with people. There seems
to be a corner somewhere that looks as cunning as a fox.’
“I’ll take it well. I will use it usefully again this time.”
For now, since it was a thankful offer, I spoke while fiddling
with the flowers.
“I’ll have this instead.”
Suddenly, a large hand in white gloves approached closer, and
he slowly took the flower that fell on my shoulder without a
word.
The moment the gentle touch passed by my shoulders, a
corner of my chest fell without warning.
Quickly - It’s because of the one assumption that was
reminded in my head like a flash of light.
Kind favors from Isidor to me.
That is, the reason why he’s being so nosy.
‘No, no way. He… li, li, li, li, like….’
Ey, eyy, no way.
I’m not in a position to swear about Philaf’s axe disease!
“Walking, no, let’s do it.”
Suddenly, my head was jumbled like a tangled thread, so I
walked with my stiff words, staring straight ahead.
“Go slowly. You are faster than the soldiers on the march.”
He fiddled with the flowers he gave me and hurriedly
followed me.
I tried hard to erase the dreamy assumption in my mind as I
walked stiffly
'Wake up. I’m a villainess, and this is a devastating novel.’
Honestly, Isidor has no reason to like me.
I don’t remember being good to him, and I have a very bad
reputation. {TL/N: sniff, Deborah you underestimate yourself
too much.}
The maids who have been following Deborah all this time
have exaggerated the rumors about me even more
maliciously.
'Instead, it’s more rational to think that there is something you
want to obtain through me.’
The occurring doubt inside rises up again, and at the same
time I was even more bothered about Isidor.
I tried to get rid of the innocent smile and the temporary
feeling of his finger passing through my nape in my mind, and
I urged to walk faster.
***
5. Golden Butterfly.
'Now the café opening schedule is just in a few days.’
Seymour’s flower garden was splendid day by day with
colorful roses in full bloom.
As I walked among the flowers in full bloom, I felt anxiety.
'Time flows really fast.’
After selecting a location with a lot of concern, the business
progressed faster like the flow of water and the season
changed from spring to hot summer.
Since all of the practical things are being done at Blanchia, I,
who was in charge of the planning, suddenly had nothing to
do recently.
However, instead of my body being comfortable, the tension
grew and it tasted like death.
'I can’t sleep.’
It’s my second life, and although I have a Munchkin business
partner, it’s the first business in my life.
I told the Master confidently that I’m going to run a franchise
business but there’s no response, and if the business doesn’t
go well, it would be a real suffering.
There was a lot of money invested in equipment and interiors,
so if it failed, it would be a big blow.
“Sigh.”
I’d like to make a larger sum of money, but no matter how
much I looked at the old iron sword I retrieved from the
auction house, I really had no idea how to use it.
'Like Diery, you need to have the holy spirit egg so that the
value of the artifact will be revealed.'
Shall I ask my father to get the holy spirit eggs?
However, now that I want to make such a request, I hesitated.
'My conscience hurts so much.’
It hasn’t been long since I lost the Pink Diamond (?), so I
think I had to be cautious for the time being.
I embraced the restless feeling and walked around the garden,
and then went to the library.
There’s only more worry if you only stayed dazed.
“Princess Deborah! You are here?”
As soon as I appeared in the library after a long time, Arin,
who was organizing books, ran to me with a blushing face.
'Oh, cute.’
The emerald dress with a light design goes well with the green
fine pin.
It looked like she bought a lot of things from the salary she
received a while ago.
Because I had to pay for the research funds and the reward for
bringing the rumor about me in the Academy, the money she
received from me every month was not small.
'Instead of being unfriendly, you should be sure as much as
the calculations.’
Instead of an employer that treats her well like a daughter but
stingy with money, an employer who stabs her with a lot of
money is way better.
“What kind of book are you looking for?”
She spoke enthusiastically as if she had learned the library
materials so hard.
“Please prepare the material about the theory of mana
formula, the basic one.”
“Yes.”
While she ran towards the formula, I picked up a suspicious
piece of paper on the desk.
“Hm.”
It was a note with an explanation of the book Belreck was
looking for.
‘Finding the book was made difficult because only the author
was selected. If it were such a common name, there would be
quite a few people with the same name.’
I feel it was intentional for some reason.
After finding fault and chasing her away if Arin made a
mistake, there’s no doubt he’s thinking to appoint his
subordinate again.
Since Arin was so smart, she seemed to have dealt with it
well.
'The family’s librarian has greater authority than I thought.’’
Leaving behind the librarian as subordinates, there’s an
advantage that you can get the book you desire right away
with the house public funds and not with your private
expenses.
I also indirectly asked Arin to bring in the novel’s first edition
of a famous romance writer that couldn’t be obtained even if
given money.
It was no coincidence that among the seemingly new books,
there was an exceptionally large number of books about the
artifacts that were useful to Belreck.
I put down the note and approached Arin who was browsing
the book and spoke.
“Is the librarian job all right?
“Yes. It’s fun. I really like reading books. Thank you for
giving me the chance to access rare magic books.”
'Fortunately, she looked like she really liked this job.’
“Then you have to go for a full-time position.”
Arin had no experience as a librarian, so she was temporarily
employed in the empty position.
"What?”
Arin tilted her head as I muttered in Korean.
“It means to perform actively and give a strong impression to
my father. So that you can work for as long as you want.”
“I will work harder!”
Her light green eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.
“To make up for the lack of experience, sincerity is also
important, but you have to do something that stands out.”
“I have to show my uniqueness.”
“Right."
A sign of agony passed on Arin’s face.
“There is a way. Make a list of cards to make it easier to
search for books.”
I explained to Arin about indexing, in the concept of index.
CHAPTER 59

During the summer vacation of my second year in college, I

had a part-time job as a librarian, so I knew how to organize
the materials and data well.
The longer my explanation continued, the bigger Arin’s eyes
became.
“After you mark the number and the book information on the
card in this way, then sort it by author, title, and subject, it
will be really quick to find.”
She exclaimed.
“That’s quick to understand.”
I drew a ring on the piece of paper that can be opened and
closed. It was the ring used for Kumon study papers.
“After punching a hole in the index card, you can freely insert
and remove the card using this ring. It becomes easier to
manage the book list even as the books continue to increase.”
Perhaps this world did not seem to have a ring binding
method.
Seeing Arin’s surprised expression like that.
“That’s really brilliant! It’s going to be much easier to manage
the books list.”
“As long as this index is well introduced to the Seymour
Library, you’ll probably be recognized for your abilities. I’ll
ask my father to lend me some manpower.”
“Thank you! I’ll try my best.”
“It’s not urgent, so slowly proceed when you have time.”
“I think it will be fun.”
‘You’re a very sincere type. I’m forced to live sincerely
because of 10 billion won.’
“Then, work hard.”
As I looked at her enthusiasm burning, I picked up the basic
mathematical theory book and headed to the second floor.
I might have to refer to other books, so I was thinking of
working in the library.
As I walked up to the second floor of the library, I saw
Enrique reading a book in the sun by the window.
It caught my eyes right away.
'So cute.’
As soon as I saw the small legs under the chair shaking as if
he was happy, I felt dizzy. He was like a kitten wagging its
tail softly under the warm sun.
Enrique opened his round eyes as if he could sense me.
"Hello.”
I hesitated for a moment and greeted carefully.
Enrique nodded his head while slowly blinking his big eyes.
Fortunately, he didn’t run away with his blushing face like
last time.
Even if he’s cute like that, it’s obvious he would suddenly
open his eyes fiercely and put his guard up, so I purposely sat
far away from him.
I pretended not to be interested in Enrique, taking out my
notebook out of my bag haughtily, and I rummaged through
the formula book.
'Ah, I don’t want to work, so I’m going to go crazy and jump.’
In order to secure a larger monthly customer base, I planned
to publish a textbook that solved the equation easily so that
even children could understand it.
Thinking of the astronomical royalty fees that the author of
『The Rule of Mathematics』 would have earned, I couldn’t
stay still at all.
After secretly spreading rumors that my formula book helps
children develop their intelligence, it will sell a lot even to the
aristocrats who are not wizards. Hehe.
As I was thinking about making money back and forth, I
sighed briefly while propping my chin up.
Why can’t I go out and play in this fine weather although I’m
already super rich?
When I was writing the manuscript, repeatedly pledging that I
would live unemployed without lifting any finger after I
bought that damn title, I felt a piercing look on my cheek and
lifted my head.
Enrique, who was staring at my notebook, suddenly
swallowed his breath and hurriedly buried his head into his
book.
'Oh? Perhaps are you interested in the formulas?’
“Enrique.”
“Hick!”
The child suddenly began to hiccup, perhaps quite surprised
by my call.
“Hick! Hiccup!”
Enrique hung the tears welled up around his eyes and closed
his mouth with both hands, but it wasn’t enough.
Even if I patted his small back with my hands, there was no
hint of stopping the frequent hiccups.
Rather, only his earlobes and cheeks were gradually getting
redder as if he was embarrassed.
Eventually, he shook the rope for his attendant to bring him
water.
I shook the bell rope and asked the servant to bring water
Enrique took a sip of water and kept gasping for breath.
“Are you okay?”
Instead of answering back, the child grabbed the book so hard
that his fingertips turned white and jumped up from his seat.
With the position of starting to run away, I quickly grabbed
Enrique’s collar and lifted his body.
The small body in my arms flaps roughly like a live fish.
Of course, I was so strong that I didn’t even budge.
“Let me go!”
“Enrique. Perhaps, are you interested in the formula that I
created?”
The rough movement began to subside a little, as if he
couldn’t deny it.
“If you’re curious, I’ll explain.”
“…why?”
Enrique’s big eyes were filled with doubts and anxiety.
If I suddenly pretend to be good after all this time, the
suspicion would only grow bigger, so I thought about it for a
while and opened my mouth.
“My achievements should be known by more wizards. The
greatness of this body and my genius nature will spread
widely throughout the empire.”
Enrique opened his mouth slightly with a perplexed face as I
murmured like a villain with a middle school second year
syndrome. [tl/n: korean’s version of the 8th grade syndrome; a
person who has an overly unrealistic and emotional
imaginations].
“So, sit here.”
I smirked and tapped the seat next to me.
The child rolled his eyes and sneakily took a seat.
'You’re nice.’
I began the class by repressing the urge to pat the round top of
his head.
Enrique, who had been questioning the truth all along,
glanced at me with a thin glance and began to show
concentration as I started tutoring.
Usually, kids at this age are easily distracted and noisy,
making it difficult to teach, but Enrique was the exact
opposite.
“Tell me if you’re having a hard time. I’ll explain it to you
more easily. All right, Enrique?”
“Okay…”
Enrique replied with a crawling voice, his cheeks dyed a little
red.
'Hmm.’
Because he’s not the type to ask the question actively even if
he didn’t understand, so I gave Enrique a few easy questions
after explaining the concept.
“Would you like to solve this one?”
Enrique handed over the crooked answer while wiggling his
tiny hands, swallowed his dry saliva with a nervous face as
soon as I took the questionnaire paper.
“It must have been difficult, but you solved it without giving
up. That’s great.”
I muttered to myself before grading the answer.
I heard that giving praises to a child for the results, not the
process, is not good because it puts pressure on them to do
well next time.
Compliments with intentions are the worst.
“Do-hee is kind, so play with your younger sister while mom
is out. Okay?“
“Since Do-hee is the most kind-hearted, so you have to yield
to your sister.”
At one time, I think I liked hearing my parents’ words that’s
like compliments, but it became a burden and shackle as time
goes by
After grading the answers while recalling the past, I returned a
perfect score to Enrique.
And without saying anything, I went straight to the next step.
Unlike before, Enrique couldn’t concentrate and fiddled with
the note paper.
"Are you tired?”
“N, no. I’ll do more.”
Enrique shook his head in a hurry.
“Then, I’ll just do ten more minutes.”
He has excellent concentration and is smart, but I finished his
tutoring at the right level because he was still a small child.
“That’s it for today. This body’s teaching skill is so excellent
that it is unfortunate to finish it already, but I’ll make more
progress next time.”
“Okay.”
'You’ve been tricked.’
I threw the bait of ‘next time’, but seeing him biting it coldly,
one of his wariness must have been broken. [tl/n: this is
confusing but it means that deborah said ‘next time’ and
enrique agreed to it right away so his wariness of deborah is
now weak]
Or maybe you are interested in magic that much.
“See you again next week at this time. Even if it’s not next
week, you can always give a word to my servant to make an
appointment. I’m busy and I have a precious body, so I don’t
have much spare time to educate students.”
“…yeah.”
Enrique murmured with a hint of hesitation, perhaps the self-
praise was too much.
“Hmm! I’m slightly hungry, I should eat a sweet and delicious
chocolate cake in the garden.”
Please take the bait again this time. It’s called chocolate.
Chocolate.
“Sister, I will go out then. Thank you for your precious
teaching.” [tl/n lol poor deborah]
However, after Enrique greeted politely, he went out of the
library in a haughty way with the books and papers on his
side.
'Are you really going?’
He’s like a cat that only shows interest in our common
interests and then leaves as if there is nothing to see when the
churros runs out. [tl/n churros=something nice for him]
'Does it make sense for a child to be so unresponsive to
chocolate?’
Do you hate sweets because you are like our father?
’…No way, are you a strawberry addict?’
After falling into shock lte, I came to my senses late.
Now that we have a common interest, we might have a chance
to get a little closer in the future.
‘As expected of the Seymour men, it’s not easy to get
together.’
I don’t know why but somehow Belreck that punk became a
crybaby
Not enough with extending the deadline for making the
kitchen utensils, whenever we have time, he spoke with
barking sound saying it’s a fraudulent contract.
'Besides, he also harassed Arin, my only subordinate.’
We’ll see.
I came out of the library with my eyes open.
And that day evening, I went to visit the Duke of Seymour to
give a brief report on the organization of library materials.
“What do you think? Father.”
“Go ahead. You’re better than the librarian at the Academy.”
The duke suddenly narrowed his eyes as he complimented
while skimming the report.
“Deborah, I think it’s a tricky and time-consuming task, but
you’re not trying to do it yourself, right?”
“You just need to recruit manpower under the lead of my
subordinate. I’m sure she’ll do well because I’ve chosen her
myself.”
Suddenly, a blurry smile appeared on the Duke’s mouth
momentarily before disappearing.
I noticed that he was in a good mood and quickly made a
request.
“Father. The data organization is cumbersome and difficult, so
if she has successfully completed it, I would like you to hire
my subordinate as the official full time librarian.”
“Of course. You said that she was outstanding, so I believe
she’ll do well even if she looks young.”
'That was good.’
“By the way, you’ve been looking busier lately.”
The other day, I told the Duke to pay 4,000 for me, and I said
confidently that I would do business, but I did not report the
progress after that.
And the Duke of Seymour didn’t even imagine that I would
really jump into commercial activity
'So let’s not just say it.’
Business is not a preferred occupation for the aristocracy, but
it is a big battle at best.
Rather, It would have been better to disclose it when the
business was on track for success and the profits were
negligible.
“I am busy preparing for the seminar.”
I replied slowly.
“Ah, I heard that this time you were invited to a seminar
attended by lieutenant-level officials of the Magic Tower.
You seem to be mentioned more frequently in the magic
world than me these days.”
I said more brazenly as I saw the Duke secretly feeling rather
proud.
“In order to meet the expectations of the wizards, I’m out of
my mind as I expect to announce a new formula sooner or
later.”
Since it was also summer, I was thinking of increasing the
monthly fee.
"When?”
'After the store opens, it would be better to do it when we’re a
little free.’
I glanced sideways at the calendar and muttered.
“Sooner or later.”
The store’s opening D-day was already just around the corner.
CHAPTER 60

<D-7
Coming Soon.
Deep black tea and OO>
“What is that?”
The huge banner hanging on the Academy East Gate Square’s
building caught the attention of the people that were walking
in groups.
“Doesn’t that mean a dessert shop will open over there next
week? It seems like they’ve been doing loud constructions
recently.”
“I figured that out too. By the way, I was curious about the
two empty letters there.”
“I think it was left on purpose. Like a word game.”
“Why?”
“How would I know if you ask me about that?”
A day passed, leaving only a strange curiosity, and the next
day, the changed banner was different.
<D-6
Coming Soon.
Fragrant flower tea and OOO OOO>
“It’s six letters this time. Is it their intention since there’s only
six days left?”
“Why the hell did they leave the space blank like that?”
“I want to ask the owner of the store, but there are still 6 days
left….”
“It made me curious about it as I was passing by. Even right
before I could fall asleep, it would suddenly come into my
mind.”
“I’ve never seen such a strange banner hanging before the
opening of a store. I mean, even the store name is not put
there.”
“Thanks to that, we are secretly caring about it as you and I
passed by. Even if I’m curious, I want to stop by the store
once.”
The number of passersby talking about the banner that
aroused their curiosity began to increase.
<D-4
Soft milk tea and OOO.>
“Only that repertoire is repeated over and over again.”
“It must be an introduction to the store menu.”
“Well, I think so.”
However, as if breaking their expectations with three days
left, the fruits were unusually written there.
<D-3
Sweet peaches and OOO, and melon.>
“Peach? Why are they suddenly pretending to be a fruit
shop?”
“It’s not even a quiz game.”
Two days before the store opened, people’s interest in the
store grew even more.
There were even people who deliberately came to the East
Gate Square to get involved in the conversation about the
mysterious banner.
<D-2
We are waiting for your precious visit with excitement.>
“What else is that?”
Twenty strong people that looked with expressions that
couldn’t understand the emotional phrases, united together
and frowned at the huge object that was coming.
A mysterious object wrapped with white cloth, written as D-2,
stood there at the fountain near the building of the dessert
shop.
“If you look at the place entering the Square, it looks like a
donation facility.”
“I think it was to donate at that dessert shop? It’s the same as
the release date.”
“Why don’t they reveal it right away, tantalizing and keep
making me curious? It’s frustrating!”
Among the virtues that nobles should have, there was a virtue
of not losing your composure and don’t rush in any situation,
and to maintain dignity with a relaxed attitude.
However, there were people who gradually lost their patience
due to the excessive attention.
“I can’t believe there’s still two days left, does this make
sense? I pass by this place every day, so it’s more
bothersome..”
“It’s frustrating.”
The day before opening.
There was a banner that was completely different from the
existing white banner.
It was bigger and even had a purple background.
“The name of the store finally came out.”
“It means a nice meeting in the ancient language.”
<Armand>
A graphic seal was drawn on the sophisticated written letters
in good legible letters.
The onlookers expressed their inner curiosity while also
admiring the sophisticated design of the seal at least once.
“Is it a seal? It’s the dessert shop, right?”
“….If you put up with it today, you will know later.”
“According to news sources, it’s right that it’s the dessert
shop.”
“Who says it?”
"My friend.”
In just a week, rumours about Armand spread itself in the
Khorun district.
Now, including academy students, knights, wizards, the
imperial family, and even priests waited for it.
The opening ceremony of the suspicious store called Armand.
***
The D-day’s morning was bright.
‘I stayed up all night.’
I met the morning without even a sigh because my heart kept
beating all the time.
The store’s opening time is 10 o'clock.
'If I leave now, I’ll arrive just at the right time.’
As I rubbed the heavy eyelids and shook the bell rope, the
servants prepared breakfast.
After drinking tea as my stomach doesn’t feel well, I was
ready to go out right away.
The scene of the Khorun District passes by quickly out of the
window.
As I approached the East Gate Square, a loud sound was made
as if the heart was beating right next to the eardrum.
'There are exactly twenty minutes left until the opening.’
Putting on my robe and getting off near the alley in the
square, I walked to the store while looking at the pocket watch
and lost strength.
'What is all that? Perhaps, are they my customers?’
This was because quite a few people were crowding in front
of my store.
It was like seeing people waiting in the early morning when a
famous overseas brand first introduced or when a limited
edition item was released.
As I was passing by, I wanted to do something about that, so I
added people who snooped around, so the crowds near the
store started to grow all the time.
'I didn’t know it would work this well.’
I have been doing viral marketing that arouses curiosity using
banners, but the response is much better than expected.
I also saw the students at the academy talking about the
answer to a phrase written on a banner in my store.
They wondered why I left blanks in the text that appears to be
the introduction of the menu, and when the donation items
appeared, they became more interested.
Since people in this world do not live in a flood of advertising
and information, it seems that the unique marketing method
was more likely to occupy their awareness.
In the meantime, I heard the noise of nearby ladies chattering,
and I raised my ears.
“This store is opening today, right?”
“I was also curious, so I couldn’t stand it.”
There were quite a lot of guys, not only the ladies.
“The dessert shop is here, right?”
“I heard that it’s right. I don’t know why the dessert shop has
a seal of such a grandiose shape.”
Some guy pointed his finger at my donation item.
“I’m here because my boss asked me to find out what that
item was and come here even the day before yesterday. Sigh.
One store is opening but it’s loud and makes a commotion.”
“Don’t complain too much. You got some good conversation.
He also seems to be a person who is sensitive to social
trends.”
“Well, it is.”
'As expected, It’s important to have a hot issue in the social
world.’
When the influential nobles start to gossip, it spreads like
wildfire and becomes an issue.
Realizing the power of rumors, I looked up at the large item
hidden in a cloth.
That was a donated item with permission from the top of the
Khorun District Administration Office.
With 10 minutes left to open the store, the store staff came out
and began to untie the strings that were tightly tied around the
fabric.
“Oh oh!”
“It’s really cool.”
“How beautiful.”
People burst into exclamation when the cloth fell and the
identity of the object was revealed.
‘For now, the reaction around me is good. I broke a lot of
money because of that.’
The administration of the Khorun District welcomed the high-
quality, free facility that I donated with two hands, and was
able to get the top tax cuts for a year.
'Clock Tower’.
This is the item that I donated to this square..
It is a clock tower about 7 meters high, and it is said that there
is almost no error in time because it contains high-grade
magic stones and recruits the best clock technicians.
The important thing is that when I raise my head to look at the
watch, I can see the logo I designed and the brand name of the
cafe <Armand>.
I purposely intended to put ‘Armand’ in a small size like a
luxury watch.
If it’s too explicit, the nobles will feel repulsive.
It is a facility that serves as a landmark and indirect publicity
at the same time.
'I hope the first store became a big shot.’
It was the time and when I was eagerly putting my hands
together ahead of the upcoming opening.
Dang- Dang- Dang-.
At 10 o'clock, a clear bell rang at the Square from the clock
tower to announce the hour.
‘The clock tower also had a scheduled alarm function. It’s
really good?’
When the Master entrusted it to the best clock technician of
the empire, I didn’t know he would add such an additional
function.
If you look at the clock as everyone was attracted to the
sound, you’ll also see the name of the Armand store together.
As soon as the bell stopped, a purple tent drawn with the seal
covering the front of the store went down, as if revealing the
work.
It was a dramatic sight for some reason. It’s my store but I
was also touched.
“Ooh. Awesome.”
“That’s pretty good.”
A sign with the logo and spelling on it appeared.
The exterior was designed to give a cool feeling by removing
all the complex bars.
The terrace seats are the most popular in the dessert shop here,
so I thought it was not bad to install such a large window.
'The lighting is also good.’
I was deeply excited in front of the first store with my touch.
'The tuition fee is well melted.’
It was a work filled with the tears of a poor architectural
engineer who possessed a villain in this world ahead of the
graduation examination.
The seed money is as much as the pink diamond. {*Seed
money = money allocated to initiate a project.}
No one knows how earnest and how wonderful the story
contained in that three-story building.
'Master has implemented it well according to the sketch.’
When I was immersed in deep emotion, the people gathered
around me started to hesitate without moving off their feet.
“Hm. Can I go in?”
“Since the open time is at 10 o’clock. Of course you can go
in.”
“Let’s go!”
As I pushed the large hood hanging from the robe deeper, I
moved my feet in, encouraging the crowd.
A bunch of rumblings behind me, no, customers flocked.
The first business began.
CHAPTER 61

Isidor sat down on the roof of his own building, gazing

blankly at the opposite building, in which the business had
just begun.
He was as busy as a bee preparing for the opening of Armand
for the last few months.
‘It worked out well.’
It was a very successful start.
Since the first day of the opening, Armand has been crowded
with people.
I expected the success, but somehow an unknown sense of
relief came.
I had been running the business as if I was playing games, so I
had never been so restless about the results ahead.
However, I couldn’t sleep last night strangely.
Maybe it’s because of the business partner I worked with.
Usually, after the aristocrat who operates the upper part
entrusted the store to the skilful merchant, they don’t pay
attention properly most of the time.
However, the princess was very active.
From the beginning of that purple seal to the menu, the
exterior of the store, until the interior inside, it all contained
Princess Deborah’s touch.
'The promotional method was also fun.’
She knew how to get people’s attention. Even though she
never actually started a business before.
Maybe it’s because we went through the whole process
together, so I didn’t want to see her, who was busy all the
time, feeling discouraged.
'Well, actually… there’s no way it won’t work out well.’
However, I cannot guarantee 100 percent of everything, so I
guess I was paying attention to the results.
He spent a long time on the roof, watching people gather in
front of the clock tower.
***
“Finally, I have entered the <Armand> that I have only heard
in words. I’ve been waiting for a whopping two hours.”
“I never expected there would be so many people queuing.
I’m surprised.“
The aristocrat ladies who entered the store in groups chatted
with excited faces and settled in a place with good lighting.
“It’s pretty here.”
"I know, right. The atmosphere is nice.”
"Oh?”
Curiosity arose in the eyes of the ladies, who were looking at
the menu.
“By the way, what the hell is a set menu?”
“We are selling black tea and scones together as a set,
customer. There are other sets also, so check it out slowly.”
The manager around them explained kindly.
“Ah, that’s why there was a phrase ‘A Sweet Black Tea and
OO’ on the banner. It meant to imagine a dessert paired with a
drink.”
[A SET: A Sweet Black Tea and Scone]
“Then what about flower tea?”
“For the flower tea, the cakes with plenty of fresh creams are
sold as a set.”
[B SET: Fragrant Flower Tea and Fresh Cream Cake]
“The six letters were whipped cream cakes.”
“The milk tea was with macarons.”
[C SET: Soft milk tea and macaron]
The rather unfamiliar concept of the ‘set menu’ was easily and
joyfully accepted by the ladies through the questionable word
puzzle at the time of the opening preparation.
“As expected, the savory scone is for black tea. Milk tea with
a bitter taste is perfect for sweet macarons.”
“It’s a combination of tea and cake for the first time, so I’m
looking forward to it.”
They all started ordering the sets as if they were fascinated by
something.
'Ordering like this is cheaper than ordering separately from
the menu.’
They did not show it in order to keep their dignity, but they
felt the joy as if they had financial gains in their hearts.
“Give me the A set.”
“Yes, customer.”
Busy wizards and gentlemen who are not interested in
desserts preferred the set because they could easily order the
menu without having to say the names of complex teas and
desserts.
It was also comfortable to have only three choices.
They don’t have to worry complicatedly about what to eat.
'It’s cheaper than ordering each. They are slightly hungry so it
worked out well.’
Black tea with scones.
It’s common but it’s a combination that everyone without
preferences liked.
'It’s savory and delicious? Shall we try the C set once next
time?’
The wizard paused for a moment.
'No, hey, the fresh cream cake that the ladies are eating looks
more delicious. Let’s try set B.’
They too enjoyed spending time at the cafe and then went
back.
Customers who stopped by Armand said that the identity of
the phrase on the banner was a set menu, and the rumors that
would help the store also spread.
“Haha. There are such ingenious menus. It’s even cheaper
than buying it separately. How does it taste?”
"It’s delicious. They used fresh and fragrant tea leaves. The
baked bread is also just right.”
“The store’s atmosphere is good and the lighting is good.
How should I say it, the store gave a feeling like you are on
the terrace?”
On the other hand, the Academy Architecture professors who
were attracted by its unique and beautiful exterior and came to
Armand, paid no attention to the dessert in their mind.
“Who is the architect?”
“The more I opened it, the more delicate and beautiful it was.”
“As the frame of the building is revealed by actively using
glass and steel, interestingly, the structure looks light and
stylish.”
“The geometric and stylized curves that I can see from time to
time were very impressive. When I got inside, it felt like the
scent of tea was getting thicker as if I was in a forest.”
“That was all intended.”
The professor who drew the blueprint of the building interior
was affirmed
“The inside was made in a straight line so that the good scent
circulates well. The flow is also good, and the gap between
the tables is also cool.”
Even common chairs and tables are hard and have no angled
corners, creating a comfortable atmosphere.
Warm colors of high-quality wood and flooring stand out
more because of the light from the boldly open window.
“It was also impressive to see how they use the blinds to
control the lighting and daylight every hour.”
The professor spoke, seeing the clerk lowering the long string
of the blinds to adjust the indoor lighting.
“The harmony between the exterior and the interior is also
very good.”
The flow of organic curves was alive on both sides. The
purple color point that is the same color as the seal was also
noticeable.
“It’s to the point that I want to see the designer’s face. It’s a
very carefully planned building.”
"I know right.”
Even those who don’t know about architecture felt that
Armand was a pleasant space to spend time at.
Not only on the first day of the opening but also on the
following day, Armand was full of a constant stream of
visitors.
***
Set menu.
It’s a common organization in modern times, but it’s a fresh
concept for people here.
When I first organized the menu, the master also had a face of
curiosity when he saw the set menu.
“It works better than I thought.”
Looking at the sales statement of <Armand> for the past
week, I nodded my head lightly.
'It sold really well even considering the opening.’
“Usually the busy wizards and local administrators don’t eat
dessert very well, but it seems like they sell well when they
are tied in sets like this.”
The master tapped his finger.
“Despite the location of the East Gate Square, the sales of
desserts were better than expected. Did you expect it?”
“Of course I expected it.”
I didn’t know it would work out this well, but I bluffed.
'Hm! I have to look like a capable powerful figure.’
To continue riding the Master’s bus. [pr/n: kinda like to
continue freeriding off the master’s skills and connections]
“Customers who only drink tea are consuming twice as much
as usual by choosing the set menu.”
He enjoyed this phenomenon.
It wasn’t that much discount for the amount, but everyone
firmly believed that it was reasonable consumption.
“They even made a consumption that they don’t need, but
they think they’ve made a small profit by saving some
penny.”
I barely suppressed the cunning smile.
“It worked out well. The set menu will play a role as a good
priming water* for Armand for a while.”
{*a phenomenon whereby exposure to one stimulus
influences a response to a subsequent stimulus, without
conscious guidance or intention.}
Priming water?
His words sounded somewhat meaningful, so I narrowed my
eyes slightly.
'Somehow, is there a problem I overlooked?’
I thought to change the set form little by little every month so
that regulars would not get tired of it.
In the case of set A that was the best selling, I was thinking of
giving fun by constantly changing the flavor of the jam
applied to the scones.
'It’s probably my feeling.’
However, it didn’t take long for me to learn what the Master’s
word “for a while” meant.
CHAPTER 62

[Set menu for sale!]

I had to swallow the bitterness as I passed by the dessert shop
that imitated the set menu.
The master’s words implied that the set menu strategy was
easy to follow with both dogs and cows.
The set menu idea was copied quickly by competitors because
it is not differentiated by taste or quality, and it did not require
a large amount of funds.
‘I looked down on the merchants here too much.’
Realizing the benefits of the set-selling strategy and copying it
first, were the dessert shops in the west square in front of the
Academy.
‘All plagiarized things are annoying, but that’s the most
irritating thing.’
As I looked at the banner, the set menu composition was
greatly promoted with a phrase that left a strange lingering
effect.
<Naria>.
It was the best dessert shop in the west gate square of the
Academy, which has a powerful landmark called the fountain
of the goddess Nayla.
Naria, which was built in a prime location, was also famous as
the place where many daughters of the central officials of the
imperial family visited.
Just by looking at the name of Naria, which the pronunciation
and nuances are similar to the name of the Goddess Nayla, I
felt that the store owner had a sense of business.
The reason I avoided the commercial district at the West Gate
was because of the bubble in the real estate, but there was also
the reason for the competition in the square in front of the
fountain of Goddess Nayla.
For market research purposes, I went to Naria to look at their
menu and I clicked my tongue lightly.
‘When I ordered a set, this place offered more discounts than
my store.’
The funny thing is, the dessert shops near Naria cut their
prices even more.
'It’s flowing in a strange direction.’
In the midst of this, another unexpected thing happened.
While doing the market research on the dessert shops at the
West Gate, I accidentally heard this conversation.
“What’s that banner in front of Naria?”
“That, it’s just copying Armand! Armand promoted the set
menu by hanging it on the banner first. Like a word puzzle.”
“Armand. I think I’ve heard of it, it’s located near the east
gate, right? How about there? Is it delicious?“
"It’s delicious. Make sure you try their fresh cream cake when
you go there. It’s a heavenly taste.”
Interestingly enough, a well-established store was playing a
role in promoting my store.
Plagiarizing too explicitly is bound to back to headwinds.
'You guys are working hard on playing the chicken game.’ [a
game theory, i.e the game of the chickens]
It is even better if the importance of the taste and quality are
reduced due to their prices.
'The set menu is only a small fraction of the cards that I have.’
I was just starting.
The first card is 'New Menu’.
After the opening of the store, the menu was tested through
several tasting sessions and the marketability was fully
verified.
'I heard that the reaction was very passionate.’
The timing too was right.
The weather was getting hotter.
Summers in the capital of the Astia Empire, which have a
Mediterranean climate, were hot and dry.
The humidity is not high, so it boasts pleasant weather, but the
sun’s rays are very hot, so it was just the time to pull the
menu.
<Season-limited Special Beverage>
Hello! Summer.
Have a sweet, cool, and healthy summer in Armand with the
Smoothie’s Three Musketeers!
***
“Bring me the blender.”
"Yes!”
“Move faster, move faster!”
A patissier with a huge physique claps his hands and
charismatically commands the kitchen.
Milo, a dessert master who once worked for the imperial
family, but was transferred to Maisond due to the fierce
political battles of the imperial chefs.
This time, he was in charge of developing the menu for the
new store in the Khorun district, Armand, and he was out of
his mind by the recent stormy changes in the kitchen.
“Milo. This is one of the top players of Leticia. You came
because you said you wanted to directly participate in the
development of the new dessert store menu.”
The face of the suspicious woman, who appeared with the
Maisond’s manager, was grimly covered with a robe, making
it difficult to grasp the identity of the woman.
'Anyway, the nobles only pretend to be decent on the outside,
but it turns out that they’re full of weirdos.’
While clicking the tongue, she began to pull out a strange
magic tool.
'Wait, what? What is that weird thing?’
After that, a new world unfolded.
Wiiiiing! [tl/n i cant believe i had to translate the sound of the
blender]
Along with the strange sound, all kinds of ingredients,
including fruits, began to be shredded out of shape in no time.
It was a rather eerie and surprising sight.
“The owner named it a blender. The price is quite high, so
make sure the blades do not get rusty.”
Another strange machine was the machine with a whip
hanging on it.
Milo was amazed to see the cream swell like a cloud in an
instant.
Before this, he had to stir it to death causing muscle pain in
his arms in order to make the cream, but that whipping
machine was spinning by itself at an absurd speed.
“I named this a whipping machine that works well even on
your own.”
At first glance, the three magic tools that were provided each
seemed very useful.
‘An employer who cares about the kitchen facilities.’
The nobles have no interest in what is happening among their
servants.
They just think of them as a tool that must be carried out if
they command it.
He was moved for some unknown reason.
In addition, he couldn’t even guess how much time he could
save through those items in the future and how much he could
improve the production and quality of the desserts.
“This is a recipe I made. I hope you can adjust the amount of
sugar and improve it to suit the taste of the customers.”
The recipe she left behind in a flash is called a smoothie.
It was only ice and fruits mixed together using the blender,
but it had a fresher and cooler taste than ice cream.
In addition, the top owner of Leticia, who shared the recipe,
promised a huge bonus for each satisfactory completion of the
new menu development.
'It’s been a while since I’ve been this motivated.’
The reason why he also stepped down from the position of
imperial patissier was because he pursued money rather than
honor.
Milo stepped up his development to launch the smoothie in a
more perfect taste, and the Smoothie’s Three Musketeers was
completed.
Milo described it as the fresh angels of the dessert world.
***
“What’s a smoothie?”
“The picture drawn on the poster was so pretty.”
It was when the ladies were having a conversation with
curious faces.
An employee dressed in neat and tidy clothing walked in with
a drink on a tray.
He was wearing a white shirt and dark purple pants.
The shirt pocket had a badge with the shape of the Armand’s
seal, so it was immediately recognized as a waiter of the store,
and there was also a sense of professionalism.
“Smoothie, would you like to try it? Customers.“
The waiter smiled freshly and held out the tray.
“At Armand, we hold a tasting session for the new menu for
our customers in Armand from 4 to 5 o’clock. This summer
drink is called a ‘smoothie’ made from fresh fruits.”
Orange. Yellow, green.
The drinks in the three colors were served in small glasses for
tasting.
“Oh, it’s really the same color as the picture drawn on the
poster.”
“The color is really pretty.”
“Please try all of the samples. It’s a healthy drink made from
fruits.”
At the employee’s recommendation, the young ladies picked
up the small glasses with curious faces, and tasted it carefully.
“I guess this light green colored drink is made from green
grapes.”
“This orange drink is melon.”
“Yellow tastes like sweet peaches.”
Suddenly, there was a phrase that flashed through their heads.
<Sweet peaches, OOO, and melon.>
While introducing the dessert menus with banners, these three
seasonal fruit drinks seemed to be the reason why fruit shops-
like phrases suddenly appeared.
Originally, the ladies thought of having another drink but they
changed their minds.
There was already a sweet and cool taste in their mouths.
A drink that suits really well with summer.
Just a light taste was tantalizing.
“I’d like to order a melon smoothie.”
“…I’d like the peach one!”
Soon, colored drinks were served in a long glass.
As soon as they drank it, the refreshing sensation hit their
whole body.
The ladies, who fell deeply with the smoothies, rose from
their seats with very satisfied faces.
"It was delicious.”
“I’d love to come back again. It’s not even an ice cream, but
I’ve really never tasted a menu like that before.”
Then, a poster was seen in the eyes of the ladies passing by
the door.
[Enjoy special events and benefits by joining Armand as a
regular member during the new membership period!]
[The 77th, 111th, 333th, 555th, 777th, 1111th members are
the lucky ones of the Golden Star!]
CHAPTER 63

“Golden Star?”
“Shall we sign up?”
“I think it will be fun.”
As they showed interest, an employee waiting at the exit
approached and explained how to sign up to be regular
customers.
“If you create a membership card with your name and
signature written on it, you will be immediately signed up as a
member of Armand.”
Because the Armand seal was so pretty, the coupon book also
looked attractive, and the ladies immediately said they wanted
to sign up as a member.
As the employee unfolded the finely folded parchment paper,
there was a piece of paper drawn with twelve star-shaped
blanks on it.
The employee stamps two stamps with an Armand-shaped
seal in the blank.
“I sincerely congratulate you on becoming a Purple member.
If you fill all the remaining slots, you will be promoted to a
Silver member and will be given a small gift.”
“Oh? Wait a minute, that I’m number 76!”
“No way, I’m the 77th member!?”
The ladies’ eyes, who were standing in the middle, were
opened like a fire.
“Congratulations on your first membership event and your
first winning!”
As the employee clapped his hands, the inside of the café
became silent as death for a while, and then became noisy.
“I won a gift!”
“Are you really giving it?”
People who were in the square fountain soon rushed to see the
interesting sights.
The manager came personally and handed the nameplate of
the 77th member and a star-shaped pure gold in a luxurious
purple case.
“There’s this luck to me! I can’t believe it. No wonder, I had a
good dream today.”
The lady was so thrilled that she cried.
As the sight became word of mouth, more customers started
to sign up for membership.
“The new menu gave two stamps.”
The event of membership also played a smart role in
promoting the new smoothie menu.
In addition, even if you do not win, if you receive two stamps,
it will arouse the desire to fill in all the remaining blanks.
On top of that, since it was an event that gave pure gold
favored by all the people of the Empire, Armand didn’t know
that the topic would explode every day from the first day.
***
To give a winning benefit to new members.
The newly opened shop was an event to enjoy.
‘If you do such an event at a store with a standard, it will only
increase the regular customers’ desires.’
Making membership cards and encouraging them to
accumulate stamps is also a basic marketing technique to
attract regulars.
'By the way, the smoothie should sell well.’
The money earned by selling a glass of smoothie was higher
than when selling tea and cake as a set.
This is because seasonal fruits are cheap, and good tea leaves
are always expensive.
'Smoothie. There’s a lot left, so if it sells well, it will be a
really great menu.’
I was lucky to have this menu.
Belreck, like one of the best geniuses, created a blender that
exceeded my expectations.
‘He must have thought it was a really cruel tool.’
The blender he made had a low-world rotational power and
destructive power that would sharpen the bones.
'The efficiency is really good. There is nothing to say about
the durability.’
Pleased, hoping that the smoothie works well for the people of
the empire, I got out of the carriage.
Smoothie is a smoothie, and today I had to go to the Tower
for a seminar to raise the formula’s monthly fee.
'Ah, before that, I have to go to the Epsilon club meeting.’
The 5th Princess 'Mana Research Club.’
When I thought about the club alone, I felt puzzled and
wondered.
The 5th Princess and me, and a member who can’t even show
their nose.
It consists of only three people, but how can you introduce it
as a club?
I felt like I had a strange contract, so I sniffed my nose.
'I hate to go.’
Every time I remembered about it, my footsteps became
heavier, as if weight was hanging on my ankles.
I didn’t know because I didn’t go to the men’s salon, and the
Epsilon women’s salon had a scary and weird atmosphere.
This is because of the realistic shaped spherical jointed dolls
lined up on the wall.
The moment I stepped into the women’s salon, I felt the dolls
staring at me, so my spine became cold.
There were even dolls that could blink their eyes.
I’m really weak towards ghosts and occults.
'I heard that there is a doll among the six Epsilon executives
but…’
I heard that puppeteers are people who move dolls by
injecting mana into the thread, and the high level puppeteers
are talented enough to lead the dolls like an army.
In the past, they were in charge of human-wave strategy in the
war and were considered as a very rare occupational group.
This is because the entry barrier is high because it requires the
ability of dexterity and mana control, which is close to
magical skills.
Right, everything is good, but why did you have to display the
doll in the salon?
This is something you can do at home.
'When will the 5th princess come?’
“Princess Deborah!”
While trembling among the dolls, the princess came into the
salon with a happy face along with the maids she always goes
with.
“Princess. You have come.”
I quickly approached her, feeling relieved without knowing.
"Oh! I didn’t expect the princess would be glad to see me. As
expected, you liked the welcome banner I ordered.”
I had to feel embarrassed because the welcome banners that
were hung not only on social club bulletin boards, but also
everywhere on the academy’s campus.
'No way, it’s not still hanging around, right?’
I became more gloomy because there was no other person
than the Emperor and the Crown Prince who could withdraw
the banners directly ordered by the 5th Princess.
'Thank you for your heart, but it’s too much…’
“I was thinking whether it was a trend to write a phrase on the
banner and hang it here and there, but I was ahead of the
trend. Haha.”
She smiles cheerfully as if she’s glad.
“…Thank you for taking care of me.”
“I’m also glad that you like it. By the way, I heard that you’re
releasing a new thesis at the Tower soon, and I’m looking
forward to it.”
After a few words about the current news with her, I started
the mana-related thesis study.
As I was reading down the thesis that has recently become a
hot topic at the Tower, the doll in the back began to make a
rattling sound.
‘It’s, it’s scary!’
The 5th Princess narrowed her eyebrows and kicked her
tongue.
“You are concentrating, but it seems that the doll is being
annoying.”
The 5th princess interpreted my expression in fear as her
annoyance alike.
“I’m fine.”
“Sigh, I don’t know how long Michelle will leave that gloomy
doll in this salon.”
As expected, I wasn’t the only one who thought it was
gloomy.
“Ah, I didn’t introduce Michelle Granber properly. She’s one
of the Epsilon’s executives and, as you can see, she’s a
puppeteer who makes dolls, but she is two-timing cheaply.”
“Two-timing?”
“She belongs to my club and runs another club.”
The 5th Princess complained with a sullen face.
It seems that the doll maker was the only other member of this
mana research club.
'She seems to be another fourth dimension person… No, let’s
not think too negatively.’
The Marquis of Granber is the commander of the Imperial
Army.
It means that I’m getting a good connection and the point of
contact.
I have won my mind several times because I am getting along
well with famous people in the central social world. [tln: it
means she tried to convince herself many times.]
***
Michelle Granber, a puppeteer, has been running a gourmet
club for a long time, and has been quite famous in the Empire
as a fussy gourmet.
Besides making dolls, food was her only hobby.
She has made a list of delicious shops and distributed it to the
people around her, and recently, she has been writing a thesis
related to food culture in earnest.
'Shall we go to the new dessert shop today.’
Armand.
She was keeping a point to go.
As she imagined the delicious cake, her hollow eyes came to
life.
'Why are there so many people?’
Well.
At the beginning of the opening, a lot of customers are
crowded out of curiosity.
In particular, I heard that the promotion was a little noisy
here.
'But what are Tiery and Guillaume doing over there?’
The faces that suit the racetrack or the gambling house were
in the dessert shop, and Michelle’s suspicious eyes passed by
them.
“It’s the 1091th. It was really breathtaking.”
“I said you should stand in line for exactly 10 minutes.”
“When did you!”
Michelle stared at the back of the two disappearing from far
away, looking at the surroundings with a suspicious mood.
'Somehow, it seems like a loud event.’
Certainly, the promotion seems to be fun and good.
People looked very happy.
However, all of it was an unnecessary matter, the taste is the
most important in the end.
'The line is still long. What should I do.’
Still, it hasn’t been a long time since she came out, but it was
a shame to go back.
'The weather is good too.’
She kept a doll in the waiting line and spent time sitting in
front of the fountain in the square.
At the sight of a doll standing in line instead of a person, the
customers were frightened for a moment, and then soon
whispered that it was the Granber’s eldest daughter.
Hot sunlight burned on her pale face, who had been cooped up
in a small room all week and had only touched dolls.
CHAPTER 64

‘It’s hot.’
Michelle, who crouched her shoulders as if she was attacked
by a vampire, managed to enter the store after 30 minutes.
Because of the hot weather, she naturally looked for a cool
drink.
“The cold one. Cold one…”
While muttering slowly like a ghost, the employee brought a
smoothie and said that it was for tasting.
“Huh?”
The moment she drank a sip, a firecracker exploded in her
head like they said.
What is this vivid texture that looks like a whole piece of fruit
mashed together?
'It’s surprising.’
The thirst disappears in an instant, and a deep, refreshing
sensation spreads to the esophagus and the stomach. In
addition, the freshness of the bite of fruits remained in her
mouth.
It felt cooler because it had a less stiff taste than ice cream.
It was a drink that really went well with the season.
After drinking the smoothie, she immediately signed up as a
purple member and appeared again in Armand the next day.
Because she carries a doll instead of a maid, her appearance
stood up even more.
Rumor has spread that the famous gourmet Michelle Granber
has appeared in Armand for four days in a row.
In fact, she became the first silver member, and her one top
pick was the smoothie
***
'It’s going well.’
Today also, I was happy to see the customers standing in line
in front of Armand, and then I moved to the Tower for the
afternoon seminar lecture.
'You are here again.’
Now, the appearance of my father is not surprising at all.
I said that I will announce a new formula sooner or later, so it
seems that he took the time to attend.
Today’s seminar is the meeting place for the Tower’s official
lieutenants.
Today’s presentation content just happened to be very useful
to these people.
A big applause poured out after the presentation of the thesis
on the cubic equation, which can be useful when changing the
flow of the mana curve distributed in the air.
'I heard that magicians are haughty and snobbish. However,
the reaction is better than I thought.’
It’s a lecture, but it feels like I’ve finished an opera
performance?
There was also a magician approaching me while wiping the
tears pouring around the eyes with a handkerchief.
“The tears of passion could not stop at the great lectures that
break my heart. Oh, let me introduce myself. My name is
Count Almare, the administrator of the 9th floor of the
Tower.”
In the tower, outstanding magicians can be met as we went up
to the top of the Tower. [tln: the higher the floor, the higher
the ranking]
Since the 13th floor is where my father is, and the 11th and
12th floors are where the elders are, he must be promoted
from a young age.
At that time, a middle-aged magician with a large physique
suddenly came out and squeezed in between me and Count
Almare.
“This young guy has no sense of respect! Cough. I am the
Marquis of Kechiche, one of the six elders of the Tower. As
expected, the princess is the daughter of the Duke of Seymour
with the excellent logic, thinking, insight, creativity,
integrated thinking ability and effort.”
I was confused as I watched the man spit out words like a rap
with rapid firing speed.
“Please come up to the 11th floor anytime if you come to the
Magic Tower. I will give you a tour of the lab personally.
Hoho.”
“…As expected, you are from the children’s choir too.”
'Even an elder and the 9th floor administrator is here? Wasn’t
this a middle-level official seminar?’
Why did these great figures appear?
Since then, there have been countless requests for handshakes.
“She’s a child that hasn’t shown a lot yet. Don’t praise too
much.”
My father, with a stern expression, approached with his hands
behind him and stopped them, but only that 6th elder, Marquis
Kechiche, didn’t stop talking.
'The Seymour men hate to say it twice because they have a
bad personality.’
“Elder Kechiche. Let’s have dinner once sooner or later. I
have dinner with my daughter today, so I’ll go first.”
'He also stopped speaking without reluctance.’
“I can’t believe you’re having a peaceful dinner with your
daughter! I’m so envious. Duke. I only have a bunch of
immature sons… Gosh! What sins have I committed in my
previous life.”
“Your exaggeration… I’m going first. Deborah.”
As expected. Since he’s the owner of the Tower, he acts
roughly in social life.
“Deborah, tell me what you want to eat today.”
“Steak.”
I’m slightly hungry just in time so I think I might show my
father an ambitious meat eating show.
'Oh, just now. The owner of the tower laughed as he lifted the
corner of his mouth about a millimeter.’
'Oh my gosh…’
'Did everyone hear it? She just said let’s have a meal at the
owner of the Tower…’
A strange conversation was heard from behind, but it was
soon forgotten because of the steak.
***
“Everyone had no disagreement that the outstanding student
representing the Department of Magic in the first half is
Princess Deborah.”
The Academy Dean of Magic, an elderly professor, hesitated
at the words of Marquis Bert, and opened his mouth.
“I admit she is excellent. However, Princess Deborah
immediately released her <Premium Improved Formula> to
the Tower…sigh”
Bert rubbed his chin lightly as he watched the professor sigh
with a distressed face.
His nephew has been actively attending conferences held at
the Tower recently and continuing to increase the value of her
research papers.
Besides, this time I boasted largely that she has upgraded the
theory even further.
'A premium. I brought it well.’
I heard that there are quite a few people wondering about the
content of the thesis published by the princess because it is
quite grand and plausible to hear.
“The status of the princess is still an undergraduate student,
but she is making a presentation without going through the
Academy at all.”
“I think this is somewhat an independent move.”
“Professor Kyle has already been disciplined and hasn’t been
demoted! At the undergraduate level, I think Princess
Deborah’s wounded heart must have been comforted enough.”
Dean Bert felt a strange feeling at the sad appearance of the
snobbish professors.
'It must mean that she is promoting her achievements well. To
the point the professors regretted it.’
Suddenly, Deborah’s voice of firm request came to his mind,
asking him to open a truth-finding meeting.
'A bold fellow.’
She said that it was unfair on the outside, but in fact, there’s
no doubt that she must have been using the situation cleverly.
'There is an interesting corner.’
Dean Bert fell in recollection for a moment and then opened
his mouth.
“From the second half of the year, let’s often provide
opportunities for Princess Deborah to present her thesis in the
academy. From the outside, it will appear that the Department
of Magic is also supporting Princesses.”
The matter was already like this, and the strategy was to put a
spoon on it even if it was late.
Anyway, there was no student to recommend other than
Deborah.
She is a new star that’s currently grabbing the most attention
in the Magic Tower, but in fact if the undergraduates
recommend another student, this side will be ridiculed more
just like the truth-finding meeting.
“Shall we respond?”
Princess Deborah’s personality was not easy, so the young
professor was anxious.
“I’ll try to persuade her. Then, I know that we are all in
agreement so I’ll go first.”
After swiftly wrapping up the meeting of the Department of
Magic, Dean Bert got up from his seat and headed to the main
building of the Academy, the General Office.
***
At the end of the semester, the Pangea Academy selected
outstanding students through selective screening, and then
placed their names in the Hall of Fame.
The Hall of Fame is a building that has existed since the
establishment of the academy, and has had a deep history and
meaning in the empire.
And the deans and professors hoped that all the top-ranking
would come out of their department.
This is because the names of the top-ranking students were
put up with the laurel tree decoration at the Hall of Fame and
the students’ major and department were written under it.
‘You have to appeal well to our undergraduate students.’
A strange tension came and went inside, and the president of
the academy spoke solemnly.
“In the meantime, the Academy has nurtured talented people
who are said to lead the empire. Since talented people are the
future of the empire, I hope that the top-ranking will go to
students with high growth development and potential.
Also…”
'Why is that person here?’
Marquis Bert narrowed his eyes to see an old man called as
the wise man sitting next to the president.
After giving a speech, the president finally said that he would
receive an undergraduate recommendation.
Marquis Bert took his gaze away from the old man and
opened his mouth.
“Deborah Seymour is a student who has enough qualifications
to receive the top-ranking.”
It was an unconventional and high quality thesis to the point
of being unprecedented, and it was not just a matter of simply
staying at academic level but it was also highly practical, so
she has enough qualifications.
“In addition, Deborah Seymour also has significantly
improved her liberal arts grades compared to last semester.”
While listening to Dean Bert’s words, professors from the
department related to that person and nodded their heads.
“It means that she is so talented. We have to show other
students an example of striving to improve regardless of the
outcome.”
After speaking, Marquis Bert rubbed his chin while
swallowing a subtle strange feeling inside.
'I keep recommending my nephews here without me
knowing.’
CHAPTER 65

Rosad and Belreck also won first place in the Faculty of

Magic during their academy years.
The twins were famous for their smart head, but even so, they
didn’t even know that the day to recommend Deborah would
come.
There was some discussion between the professors, and
eventually the dean of the Theological Department opened his
mouth.
“There were no other students that could catch up to the
student Mia Binoche when it comes to the purity of divine
power. It is to the point considered to be the best in the history
of the Academy, and she was admired even by the bishop
from Heleia.”
“Even the bishop!”
“In addition, she is consistently doing good deeds through
divine power. Since she’s a student who tries hard to follow
the spirit of the goddess Nayla, it will be a good example for
everyone.”
After intense and lengthy debate, the candidates were
narrowed down to Deborah Seymour and Mia Binoche.
The Dean of the Faculty of Theology had a very displeased
face
“It’s suspicious enough that the student who can’t handle
mana properly is the top student of the Department of Magic,
but isn’t it also illogical to give the top-ranking to her?”
Marquis Bert’s thin lips hardened coldly.
“Illogical? Well, you could say that because you didn’t really
understand Deborah Seymour’s thesis.”
The Dean of Theology opened his eyes to the remarks that
contained subtle disregard.
“Wait, what?”
“Overcoming the unfavorable condition of having no mana
sensitivity, and writing a practical and excellent thesis. Isn’t
that even greater?”
“Unfavorable condition? Could it really be said that a student
with the owner of the Magic Tower as her father, has an
unfavourable condition?”
“What achievements did Mia Binoche achieve at the
Academy by herself? Except the divine power she was born
with.”
“Can I give an opinion?”
It was then.
The old man, who had been sitting silently next to the
president, raised his hand slightly and stopped them.
All the professors in the room swallowed their dry saliva at
the dignity the old man had.
Jean-Paul Louives was that much of an important figure.
Although he was a retired honorary professor, he served as the
president in his career, and now he has a strong influence as
he was giving political and military advice to states and high-
ranking officials.
“I was talking to the Head of Seymour some time ago and
found something very interesting there.”
Jean-Paul said something out of the blue, and pulled out a pile
of cards hanging from the round ring.
It looked like a pack of keys.
"What is that?”
“It’s an index. It can be said to be a shortcut to information. It
gives you fast access to the books you want through the
index.”
After Jean-Paul opened the iron ring, and handed out the
cards, he began to explain the function of the book index, and
the professors quickly understood its convenience.
“If only you have this, it takes less than thirty minutes to find
a book. It’s in five minutes if it’s faster. All the important
information about the book is summarized in this little card.”
“Who invented this thing?”
“With this binding method, it would be convenient to manage
the book list.”
“Is it Seymour’s subordinates?”
Jean-Paul shook his head lightly.
“I came to the president’s office, who retired, not to get
involved in this conversation, but to suggest to the president
to introduce this index into the academy library as well.”
He spoke slowly.
“By the way, the student who invented such an excellent
system was just mentioned here, so I couldn’t just pass it.”
They don’t know how surprised Jean-Paul was when the Head
of Seymour toured around the family-managed library and
sneakily boasted that his daughter had developed an index.
“If it’s the Seymour Library, perhaps the person who made
it…”
“Unbelievable.”
Someone inadvertently murmured a little of his thoughts, and
then hurriedly shut his mouth.
Jean-Paul stared at the professor in the theology department
and clicked his tongue.
“What do you mean it doesn’t make sense, be careful of your
words. It’s true that the student Deborah Seymour invented
it.”
‘You’re really surprised me many times.’
The Marquis of Bert was forced to swallow his inner vain
laughter.
To overcome the weakness of the lack of mana sensitivity in
this way. It was also admirable in his heart.
“The change of the index will bring across the imperial library
and material classification system. And if I had realized the
wisdom Deborah Seymour student showed me, you would
have fully understood what kind of opinion I had.”
When Jean-Paul’s words were over, a long silence fell in the
president office.
In the end, the top-ranking undergraduate this year was taken
by a student who no one dared to imagine.
***
’…Great!’
As soon as I checked the smoothie sales slip in the Maisond’s
cake box, I smacked my pillow like crazy.
'It really sold a lot. As expected! I knew it would work well.’
In addition, I slightly raised the monthly service fee of the
formula, but it looks like our pushover customers did not care
about it, and there was a phenomenon where the subscribers
increased rapidly.
'You did a good job promoting the <Premium Improved
Formula>.’
Premium.
It was a magic word that made everyone nod.
'The thing that looks luxurious,it works well everywhere we
go.’
I grinned and opened the thick money pocket from the
imperial judiciary.
The money collected for patents this month is just twice as
much as last month.
'It’s cumbersome, but it’s been worthwhile to attend lectures
at the tower.’
My eyes glistened as I looked into the leather pocket full of
golds and silvers.
The validity period of the patent is 15 years.
In fact, it’s like I won the pension lottery.
As I was rolling on my bed thinking of a happy old age, I got
up from my seat after finding the envelope on the table later
on.
It was a letter from the academy, and the content was more
unexpected.
Hm? It says that I was the top-ranking student of the
academy?’
…Is it a spam message? {TL/N : LOL Deborah thought the
letter from Academy was spam. I can see how important the
school is to her.}
However, even the academy president’s signature is carefully
forged, so there cannot be a crazy guy in the empire who
plays such a joke on me.
‘What did I do so well to be the first place?’
Since I improved Simeon’s formula, the idols of the
magicians, I never thought I might be an excellent student at
the undergraduate level.
However, I can’t believe you are giving the top-ranking
position to a student who has thrown away her personality to
the ground. [tl/n: she has a bad reputation]
'I guess the academy doesn’t take their students’ morality very
seriously.’
I can’t believe there’s no other talented people than me.
Is the future of the empire fine like this?
While clicking my tongue, as I seemed to know why father
was worried about Astia’s future, I saw the huge scholarship
written at the bottom of the letter and removed all doubts.
'Why did you write the most important part so small?’
It’s the money the adult gives but if I refuse, it’s not polite.
Hm Hm.
Looking at the money happily for a while, I suddenly dropped
the letter as the contents of the novel ran past my head.
It turns out that Mia Binoche, who became the top-ranking
with a tremendous divine power in the novel, donated the
huge scholarship from the academy to the orphanage.
Thanks to this, Mia’s reputation in the social circle was
further improved, and the members of <Omicron> who
implicitly ignored her, the lady of the fallen noble family,
recognized her little by little.
On the other hand, this matter was the catalyst for Deborah’s
jealousy and inferiority to grow out of control in the original
novel, and she gradually walked to the path of destruction like
a villainess.
'By the way, I got that great top scholarship.’
There’s nothing bad about it, but for some reason I didn’t feel
comfortable, so I lay down on the bed.
Mia, well, she will live a great life anyway, so I’m not
worried about her.
In fact, there was only one reason why my heart was so
restless.
My pocket did not have any money that went to the children
in the orphanage in the original novel.
I decided to live selfishly by looking only at me, but I
couldn’t become a bad person even to the children.
I felt Enrique is cute and it was in a similar context to what
my heart went on for no reason.
‘Why am I the top-ranking out of all things? Suddenly, things
got a little annoying.’
As I lay blankly looking at the fancy chandelier hanging at the
ceiling, I suddenly came up with a good idea and jumped up.
***
“What do you think? Master.”
Princess Deborah, who said she has a new business idea and
brought a proposal, sparkled her bright red eyes like ruby.
Isidor silently faced her in a strange mood.
He thinks the Princess’s proposal this time is unexpected, and
he doesn’t know why he felt that it was like her, and fell into
conflict.
Princess Deborah cleverly uses human psychology, employs
the unheard and unseen ways and means in order to get what
she wants, but strangely, she was not a person who felt greedy
or wicked.
'It’s completely different from the rumors.’
That made her look more special and constantly aroused his
interest.
However, today, the emotions that have been buried so far
have clearly explained their form.
Like the water that was being heated strongly suddenly boils
out of control.
After being silent for a while due to the deep ripples occurring
inside, the princess showed me a meticulously written
proposal and began to persuade how good her opinion was.
“It’s not just a one-time donation. By creating the <Armand
Children’s Foundation> and making regular donations, we are
letting many people know that Armand is contributing to the
community.”
After a sip of tea, she talked.
“In addition, when the business grows bigger, we create the
<Armand Scholarship Foundation> to attract good talent…”
Princess Deborah was saying that she would donate all the top
scholarship funds she received from the Academy to the
orphanage children.
CHAPTER 66

Who would imagine that one of the best wicked women in the
empire would make such a suggestion?
“I think it’s a good opinion. In fact, I was surprised so I
couldn’t answer right away.”
He spoke one beat too late.
“What’s so surprising?”
As if the princess couldn’t understand him, she slightly lifted
up her nicely shaped eyebrows.
“Being able to see Princess Deborah’s mercy and kindness,
honestly I was very impressed.”
Suddenly, her long purple lashes shake finely.
Her sharp eyes began to gradually turn red.
“I, I’m not a person with a warm heart, randomly doing good
deeds like that!”
The princess suddenly raised her voice fiercely so Isidor
flinched and his fingertips trembled.
Cookie that was licking the princess’ finger also opened its
eyes wide and quietly hid behind Isidor.
“This is a campaign. Public interest campaign!”
“….”
“Donation is one of the effective ways to increase the image
of a company.”
Princess Deborah began to make impassioned speech with a
bloody vein around her neck.
“Children and students who have been helped by Armand will
grow into a strong customer base in the future! They’re all
money.”
“…..”
“In addition, if you create a sponsorship foundation, you will
definitely get tax cuts from the imperial family just like
donating the clock tower! I never move without profit. Do you
understand?”
“I understand the princess’ intention.”
Isidor smiled slightly.
“Academy scholarships will be donated to the top name as
you want. In the case of creating a foundation, I will check
with the imperial administration office to see how effective
the tax savings are.”
“Okay. Let’s do it as follows.”
She soon opened her fan with a cold and haughty face,
fluttering it quickly.
‘…Perhaps, are you embarrassed?’
Isidor looked at her red-hot earlobe and casually thought that
she was cute, then clenched his fist.
‘What are you thinking right now ….’
When he was deep in confusion, she folded her fan and
changed the atmosphere.
“We have successfully launched a new menu, and we have
also attracted new members of Armand, so now we have to go
to the next step.”
She spoke confidently, raising her red lips.
“Now that we have the tournament season ahead, this is the
best time.”
This one was a business item that Princess Deborah had been
working on quite a bit.
In the early partnership. Like affirming that the concept of
selling a name is only a small part of the idea, she has been
aggressively using extraordinary business strategies and
launching unique items.
An excellent sense of business that turns the east gate’s
dessert shop into a city in an instant.
The top-ranking owners, who are said to be in the midst of the
short-term business skills she has shown, will be flagged, but
what she is trying to do now is unique enough to make her
forget all the preceding things, and on the other hand, it was
unconventional.
“If we succeed, we can reap big profits, but there are different
kinds of parts, so it will not be easy for customers to accept it
in the first place.”
As a business partner, he advised with concern.
“Actually, there is one person who is suitable to open up the
door to this item.”
Princess Deborah said secretly, fiddling with her fan.
“I’ll get in touch with him. Who is he?”
“Isidor Visconti.”
“?”
‘Why me again?’
At that time, he heard the sound of an object falling from
behind the office, and the mist of expatiation on the floor
shook up and down. {expatiation - a discussion (spoken or
written) that enlarges on a topic or theme at length or in detail.
-It means that isidor sense a hint of elaboration about it.}
"What is that sound?”
Princess Deborah narrowed her eyes and looked around.
“…Something must have fallen from the bookshelf.”
Isidor asked her and vowed to Miguel that one day he would
beat him properly once.
“By the way, what does it mean that he is the right person?”
“Honestly, Sir Isidor is very handsome. As you had
investigated, he’s the most handsome man in the empire, so
even if he brushes up his hair lightly, the social world would
be excited.”
'Hmm.’
Isidor tried to stop his lips that kept trying going up, and
touched the nape of his neck.
'Princess Deborah is well aware that I am handsome. I thought
that her eyes looking at men were terrible all this time.’
After all, the bean pods for Philaf must have been peeled off.
There’s no doubt right?
“… You have an excellent eye.”
In fact, ‘Your eyes have returned to normal’ is a more
appropriate expression, but he gave a compliment because he
felt good.
“…Hmm.”
At that time, the princess’ eyes narrowed like a fox.
“What is it?”
“Because you are not full of ulterior motives, to the point that
you are suspicious. I have no prejudice on that, but…”
She mutters meaningful words with vague eyes.
'No way, are you thinking that I like you right now…?’
Again, the mist on the floor began to sway, and Isidor
squeezed his fist until the black gloves were tightened.
“It’s not like that.”
He was gloomy.
“But, it’s because it’s as if the Master likes praising him.
Suspiciously.”
Because it was a keen point, Isidor hurriedly looked around.
“Previously, isn’t the princess suspicious and vigilant of him,
so you asked to investigate him? You even didn’t believe in
my investigation data.”
“I did.”
“But I was a little surprised because it seemed that there was a
change of mind about him in the meantime. If you are
suspicious of him, you wouldn’t have thought of working
together.”
“…..”
“Are your doubts about him disappeared quite a bit now?”
In the midst of being flustered, he mixed the questions with
bait to solve his personal curiosity.
“To be honest… He’s very suspicious.”
She narrowed her eyebrows a little and quickly tapped the fan
on her palm.
'Still?’
‘Damn it. Why are you so wary of me?’
Even ladies and gentlemen of the Senate family, who were on
the opposite side of Visconti, the imperial family side, were
favorable to Isidor individually.
That’s why he had a good reputation in the social world.
'I’d never done anything bad with my identity.’
He always did the bad things in the form of the Blanchia’s
Master.
A light example was the use of magic causing Louis Gazelle
to fall into accidents.
“You are trying to entrust an important job to him while being
suspicious. Isn’t that a contradiction?”
The princess, who stared at the master for a while and
muttering bluntly with pointed eyes, opened her mouth while
fiddling with the fan.
“But, you will also understand right away if you hear my
plan?”
Her bright red eyes gleamed like a cat who had seen a fish,
and Isidor licked his dry lips once with an unknown sense of
anxiety.
'What are you planning?’
***
After completing the request for the establishment of the
Armand Foundation from Master, I returned to the mansion
and looked out the window of the red sunset in a dubious
mood.
“Are your doubts about him disappeared quite a bit now?”
At the moment, I felt like the master saw through my own
intention, but am I too sensitive?
'I don’t want to doubt Master.’
Since I started the partnership in earnest, my gratitude to him
has been growing.
'Yes, I can’t explain anything other than the word thank you.’
He was the ultimate bus driver.
‘The ride was crazy.’
Whenever we did group work, I was able to realize the
momentum and competence of the Master even more as I only
met the truth while waiting for others to be spoon fed.
'I never thought I’d be thankful to the team members.’
My first impression of the Master was obviously fear.
Sitting in his office in the mist, I was terrified because he
looked dark and empty like an abyss.
However, from some point onward, he became my biggest
stakeholder and a strong helper.
At first glance, he actively supported my business planning
and promotion method, which may seem reckless, and did not
spare any helpful advice.
In particular, making a building with a new architectural style
would have been absolutely impossible without his efforts.
In addition, Master happily agreed to create a scholarship
foundation today.
'The man wasn’t a cold-blooded man who only pursued gold.’
However, apart from my gratitude toward the master getting
deeper, I didn’t really know anything about him.
'What is his identity?’
Because he used metaphors often, I was guessing that he
would be a nobleman, and he doesn’t seem to be the eldest
son, seeing his excellent business skills.
'Because the nobles here tend to be contemptuous of
business.’
If there was a manor to inherit, he wouldn’t have been
interested in business.
I deduced his identity on the basis of several things, and I
rummaged randomly in my head.
'I really don’t know anything.’
Even the prince in the novel seemed to know little about him
other than the fact he was the head of a secret organization.
However, if such an elaborate and vigilant Master was only
involved with Isidor, he showed a doubtful appearance.
‘It feels like you’re losing your poker face?’
He was especially suspicious today.
'I don’t think he is just a male fan.’
I made some speculation until there was a bluish darkness
outside, and then I wrote a letter to Isidor.
'Anyway, Isidor is the only person who is suitable for this
job.’
Since the jousting tournament was getting closer and closer, I
had to hurry.
CHAPTER 67

Jousting is the most popular match in the empire, and the

largest tournament is held in mid-August, on the birthday of
the first emperor.
It was also a time when the floating population of the Khorun
district increased as people gathered in the capital to watch the
games where famous fighters participated.
This summer, with the Academy’s East Gate Square being
unusually crowded due to Armand, a refreshing breeze to cool
off the heat blew through the surroundings once.
“Wow.”
“It’s crazy.”
As a result, the gorgeous blond hair of a man with unrealistic
appearance is scattered all over his softly curved forehead.
Whenever the white shirt fluttered, his flexible body and
muscles with a thick sense of volume were revealed, creating
the illusion of seeing a male statue sculpted by a craftsman.
“Oh my God, I thought the real sculpture was moving for a
moment…”
“There is a person who is perfect from head to toe. He’s more
handsome than the rumors.”
“How can he be shining like a star when it’s not even night
time yet?”
“Isn’t it because his existence itself is dazzling?”
Everyone’s gazes were naturally attracted to the angelic man
sitting in front of the fountain in the square at least once.
The golden ratio of features that seem to be measured and
carefully crafted by God.
It was an appearance that made you kneel down, even made
the men astonished although they were mocking what kind of
man won the flower of the year.
It was then.
Sitting in front of the fountain with his long legs crossed, as if
waiting for someone, Isidor raised his cup.
‘Are you drinking here?’
After that, a more mysterious and surprising scene took place.
He took the cup and walked slowly somewhere.
'Are you walking around?’
And at the place he arrived, there stood a figure who was
completely unexpected.
***
Watching Isidor promote take-out naturally, I thought there
was no one better qualified for the sponsorship.
'He’s like a big billboard in this world.’
As expected, he presented the new form of service very nicely
and attractively.
Even I, who knows that it’s an advertisement, wants to try it
out for nothing.
“Here’s the peach smoothie that Princess Deborah wanted.”
Isidor smiled playfully and held out a cup of smoothie.
“Thank you.”
When I accepted the cup that he offered, people’s gaze caught
on.
“I’ll drink it well.”
I sipped the smoothing without a care in the world and took a
step towards the Epsilon’s Frat House.
On the surface, I pretended to be calm, but in fact my heart
was beating violently at 150bpm.
‘I can’t believe I’m using this world’s third-generation
conglomerate as a drink shuttle.’
Maybe the reputation around you makes people.
'I… For some reason, I feel like I’m getting more and more
shameless.’
I couldn’t even guess how absurd Isidor must have felt when I
asked to drink smoothies while walking on the Frat House’s
promenade.
“It’s romantic and nice to have a drink while taking a walk.”
Not only did he readily buy a smoothie and waited for me, but
seeing him look so happy, I had to feel complicated again.
The last time I remembered, he liked, like, me… Anyway, this
is because of the axe disease-like family trait that kept coming
to my mind.
But no matter how hard I try to think about it, I don’t think he
has any reason to like me.
'Of course, my face is very pretty.’
But if the reason was simply her appearance, when Deborah
came out in the original novel, Isidor would have appeared as
her helper.
While deeply in my thoughts, Isidor called me.
“Princess?”
“Oh, yeah?”
“What are you thinking so seriously? Do you have any
concerns?”
“I, uh, was thinking about what to eat for dinner.”
A strange excuse popped out without me realizing it as the
subject that occupied my brain pushed his beautiful face in
front of my nose like an angel.
A moment of embarrassment passed by his emerald eyes.
“I’m a little disappointed to be pushed behind dinner. Well,
meals are important. What kind of food does the princess
like?” [tln he thought that dinner is more important than him
lmaoo]
He quickly cleared his embarrassment and changed the topic.
“I eat everything well.”
“So do I. I’m not picky..”
Isidor naturally continued to talk and asked small questions.
Do you like opera or theater, what kind of animals do you
like, what are your hobbies, etc.
'Isidor likes cats.’
Sipping a peach smoothie that spreads sweetly in the mouth, I
exchanged a small chat with him.
Soon, he approaches the bench under the flower tree.
“Would you like to rest for a bit?”
I liked my sight to be high, so I always wore high heels.
However, it seems to be a little uncomfortable in his eyes.
Isidor laid a handkerchief on the bench, and I sat on it with a
slight hesitation, feeling a little awkward.
‘Aren’t all men in this Empire originally well-mannered?’
I felt embarrassed for nothing, so I bit the tip of the cup and
threw my gaze into a distant place.
Due to the thick greenery, a fresh scent emanates from all
sides.
While looking up at the little birds chirping on the tree, Isidor
suddenly spoke.
“Princess, are you coming to see the upcoming jousting
tournament?”
“Yes.”
Deborah watched the tournament every year because she
loved it.
“I’ll be participating as a player there.”
After being relaxed for a while because of the delicious drink
and the cute birds, I again felt uncomfortable with his words.
There was a jousting tournament in the novel, but Isidor did
not appear in it.
‘Was it omitted because it was an active part for Diery Orge?’
At this point, the flow of the original work was roughly like
this.
Deborah’s harassment reaches its peak, and Philaf soothes and
comforts Mia with all kinds of gifts, but does not act as a
proper shield.
'Rather, using Deborah’s wickedness, he’d try to make Mia be
mentally dependent on him.’
It was that point in time when I heard the complaints from the
readers that Philaf was trash.
Mia said thanks in words to Philaf, but she was unexpectedly
cold and did not give her heart to him, and the character that
came in at this time was Diery Orge.
Philaf and Diery.
The fight between the two smug and handsome men is fun, so
it may have shortened the other narrative.
However, it was a little strange that Isidor did not appear at
all, even if it was an active part of Diery Orge.
'If Isidor is an excellent prosecutor, as per the Master’s
investigation, he should come out as Diery’s opponent in the
match, right?’
I faced him, swallowing a complex question.
“Do you think I’m going to lose?”
I shook my head at Isidor’s question.
"No. If it’s Sir Isidor, you would do well. There will be good
results in the game.”
First of all, I know the winner of the jousting tournament is
going to be Diery, but I spoke good things to Isidor out of
courtesy.
'Since I’ve done PPL, I should do this much lip service.’ [PPL
is product placement/an indirect advertisement, like how
deborah used isidor to promote armand]
“Then, please support me at the stadium.”
He smiled with his eyes cutely to the point where he slightly
folded under his eyes.
“It’s better if you would give me a handkerchief to cheer me
on.”
Seeing the golden eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly, I felt
pressured to give out everything I had, not just a handkerchief.
The pushover instinct in me was shouting to give them up
right away, so I urgently bit the tender flesh in my mouth.
Get yourself together!
‘Instead of paying him for the smoothie, I think he’s secretly
telling me to give him a handkerchief. Right?’
In a jousting tournament, the ladies handed handkerchiefs to
the warriors they supported.
The amount of handkerchiefs they received was also a
measure of the knight’s skill and popularity.
'As expected, there’s no such thing as a free lunch.’
Eventually, I took out a fancy handkerchief with rose
embroidery that I cherish most and handed it over to him as a
gift.
"Thank you. I think I will be able to win thanks to the
princess.”
After taking the handkerchief, he smiles brightly.
His soft smile made my heart fall somewhere, but I tried to
turn away from that feeling and squeezed my hand.
***
“Lord Isidor, are you going to compete in the jousting
tournament?”
"Yep.”
“Why? Didn’t you hate the dirt and the smell of sweat?”
Miguel asked with a puzzled look as the young lord came in
after training in a jousting match out of nowhere.
Isidor gently rubbed his sweaty chin.
Originally, he had no intention of competing in the
tournament, but he submitted his application on a whim.
“If you win the tournament, the Imperial family gives you a
decent treasure.”
Isidor looked half-heartedly at Miguel and touched the soles
of Cookie’s paws, who had transformed into tiny cats.
“Kyaak!”
As soon as he let go of the fumbling Cookie, which was
struggling with temper, he grabbed the handkerchief of the
princess on the desk and started to smell it. [tln: BRO
LMAOO]
Isidor immediately stretched out his arm as he saw Cookie
opening its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth.
“Cookie, no!”
“Arr!”
“If you bite this, there’s no snack for you.”
After looking at his master, who was fighting with his pet
over a handkerchief, Miguel slowly disappeared with cloudy
eyes.
Isidor, who managed to protect his handkerchief by taking out
dried fish, became soothed and leaned against the chair with a
short sigh.
After looking at the handkerchief embroidered with colorful
roses that resembled the princess for a while, he folded it
finely. [tln: simpidor]
'Jousting tournament…’
A raucous, noisy, and annoying game.
However, he was sitting on the sidelines as usual, so the
screening was twisted for no reason.
The attention of the ladies watching on the podium was
focused on the knights who participated in the jousting match,
and if they played well, they would rise to stardom.
In short, it means that it is a good stage appeal to the ladies as
if it is cool.
In addition, he had read information in the past that at first
glance, the princess of Seymour was fond of the jousting
tournament.
If there is a knight that she likes while watching a game, the
princess will try to hand a handkerchief to someone, but he
didn’t like it for some reason.
'It hurts my pride that someone receives what I haven’t
received either.’
Isidor tried to shake off his childish thoughts and stroked
Cookie, who was biting off snacks.
CHAPTER 68

“Lady Mia. Perhaps, could you ever give me a handkerchief?”

Diery Orge said in an awkward tone.
The place where Mia volunteered was just in time near the
Black Knights’ barracks, so he came to visit her personally
during his break time.
“A handkerchief?”
“Well, I’m going to participate in the jousting tournament on
the birthday of the first emperor….”
As Mia stared at her with big and clear eyes, Diery rubbed his
neck and slurred his words.
He, who had been devoted only to swords, was not good at
talking with women. It was even more awkward because it
was in front of the lady, who gave him a good impression for
the first time.
“I have only this handkerchief right now.”
“Ah……”
Mia, who was holding the patient’s blood-stained
handkerchief, clapped her hands as she thought of a good
idea.
“Can I give it to you on the day of the match? I will prepare a
clean handkerchief.”
“You can do that.”
As soon as he received the promise, Diery disappeared with a
blunt face, and Miya reported what had happened today to
Madame Ophelia.
In fact, there was a new handkerchief inside her skirt, but she
didn’t give it on purpose.
“Diery Orge is a strong candidate for the jousting tournament,
so it would be nicer to hand him the handkerchief directly on
the day of the match.”
Madame Ophel praised her after a long time.
‘It’s going well as planned.’
Mia was doing something of effort lately, as if she had been
stimulated after the Spring Flower Festival.
But she only felt good for a while, and Madame Ophelia was
fiercely struck by the news that came in her ears that evening.
'You said Deborah Seymour took the top student place in the
Academy?’
The Academy top-ranking will make an official
announcement at the end of the vacation and the start of the
new semester, but if you want to know who you got it, you
can find it out at any time.
And, Ophelia had surely expected the top student would be
Mia Binoche.
‘Why the hell?’
How can this happen?
‘I tried so hard to make Mia’s divine power known to
everyone!’
They even went out to show their healing powers in time
when the head bishop came out for missionary work.
To let the temple acknowledge Mia.
She thought her reputation and ability was far ahead of
Deborah Seymour, so she couldn’t believe it.
'Deborah Seymour is half a penny, who doesn’t even know
how to deal with mana, so how did she become the top of the
magic department? Did you receive special treatment because
you’re a Seymour?’
As she was narrowing her eyebrows, she wiped the fishy
blood on the tip of her hand with a handkerchief and clenched
her teeth.
***
Meanwhile, Duke Seymour was also surprised to learn that
Deborah was the top.
“Really?”
"That’s right. Yesterday evening, a letter from the president of
the Academy arrived to the princess, and I heard it from the
professor.”
“Whew.”
"Congratulations. The two young masters also took the top
seat before. Seymour’s prestige will increase day by day.”
Duke Seymour, who was listening to the aide’s report,
suddenly tilted his head.
“But why doesn’t that child report this to me right away? She
can be proud of it enough.”
The aide hesitated for a moment at the Duke’s murmur, then
opened his mouth.
"Your Grace. Recently, the princess has been showing
outstanding achievements.”
"Right.”
“I heard that, despite the situation where she can be proud of,
she does not show off to others. Rather, she is sharing
knowledge with magicians in a modest way while being
proud.”
“Hmm…. You mean, that child is showing me the virtues of
humility right now, is it?”
“That’s right.”
Not using vanity and showing off to others means that she has
gained confidence in herself that much.
Deborah’s insignificant behavior was exaggerated to the
fullest, and the Duke rubbed his chin with a serious face.
“Certainly, the child has recently been carefree. She also
knows how to bring her limbs around and became smart.”
The Duke of Seymour thought that his daughter’s greatest
weakness was her human network.
Even though she is a princess of Seymour, she had no other
people who believed and followed her.
However, recently, his long-standing convictions have been
shaking.
It gave her the opportunity to show off her abilities to the
subordinates who were scouted at the academy, and even
showed the ability to put her limbs into key positions with
excellent ideas.
'As expected, she has grown up. If it’s in the past, she would
have asked for rare jewelry and extraordinarily expensive
dress.’
Looking farther away instead of the reward in front of you.
'The day is growing differently.’
Duke Seymour smiled vaguely, thinking about hitting the
ground if Deborah had heard it.
***
'Isn’t this really going to be 10 billion soon at this rate?’
Wearing a robe and searching around Armand, I had no
choice but to be amazed at Isidor’s power of influence.
'It’s exceeded more than expected.’
Aristocratic men holding a cup while crossing legs at the
bench of the square fountain suddenly began to increase
continuously.
At one time, they made my eyebrows frown, but now they are
ugly guys that help me in my business.
Besides, everyone seemed to have some money and were so
interested in social trends.
'I intended it, but I didn’t know they’d actually imitate that
also.’
But why are there also ladies that followed me?
There were also ladies who often walk around the fountain
with smoothies, so I felt strange.
'Ah, I see. Isidor’s halo effect!’
I looked around and admired his power of influence, then
went inside the carriage after exploring the surroundings.
'I think it was successful to show a light demonstration once.'
Takeout.
Since beverages can be sold without space constraints, I
definitely wanted to make this item a success.
In my previous life, when I was working part-time at a café of
a similar size to Armand, it was confirmed that takeout sales
were similar to store sales or it increased to 6 to 4.
If introduced well, it was the only business item that could
increase sales more than a double.
'It doesn’t seem like there’s any possibility.’
Due to the good weather and plenty of green lawns and parks,
the people of the Empire often enjoyed picnics.
For this reason, the service of packing sandwiches and cakes
was common.
'There’s nothing that can’t even be packaged even for drinks.’
Wouldn’t it be more convenient to take out a simple takeout
than to carry a heavy teacup and kettle in a basket?
It was the idea I had in my head since I first thought about the
cafe business.
So, when I was writing a contract with Arin Ossolt the other
day, I put in a clause asking her to study the water-related
resistance magic, that is, the ‘waterproof’ function.
This is because there was a fairly large-scale paper mill in the
Khorun district, and the problem of take-out containers was
easily solved by using waterproof magic on the paper.
Arin Ossolt is a magician with transformation attributes that
can apply magic of preservation and amplification of scent on
flowers, so I assumed that she could also perform waterproof
magic, and it was just as expected.
I recalled the conversation with Arin
“I think it’s possible. In order not to rust the famous sword, I
have seen it in the library that a similar type of magic
attribute is applied like what the Princess said. ”
Arin said seriously.
“You will need a lot of mana, right?”
“If it’s an object that doesn’t need long lasting sustainability,
it won’t cost a lot of mana. However, time is the biggest
problem.”
It was a disposable paper cup, so there was no need to sustain
the waterproof function for a long time.
That day, I felt the urge to hug her and run around
However, I couldn’t do that in order to keep my dignity.
“Princess is here!”
“Right.”
When I appeared with a solemn face, Arin, who was
immersed in research, approached with a pleased look.
I let her use the space inside the mansion’s building, where
the Seymour’s subordinates reside, to do her research.
A lot of magic stones and paper cups were rolling around on
the desk, and the research results were written on the paper.
'It’s somehow impressive.’
The smoothie was also a big hit, so I thought that I should
give her more bonuses, but I saw a beautiful handkerchief on
the desk and swallowed a smile inside.
'I guess there’s also a knight that Arin cheers for at the
jousting tournament.’
I’m a little curious about who it is.
“Oh, please sit here. Tea, I have to serve tea.”
She was in a haste..
“No need for tea. I will only check the research content and
go.”
She seemed uncomfortable to be alone with her employer, so I
predicted a sensibly quick exit.
“You must be busy lately because of the Tower’s lectures.”
She suddenly got her big eyes moistened, so I flinched in
surprised.
'What, did I make a mistake?’
“Please do it while taking care of your health.”
“Yes.”
At her burdensome gaze, I muttered and fiddled with my cold
sweaty hand.
“Oh, and thank you so much for trying to get me officially
hired as a librarian for the great Seymour family.”
“You showed that much affection for books, so my father
acknowledged your ability.”
“Hehe. I’m really happy as I feel like I’ve really become the
princess’ subordinates. Ah! I have to show you the results of
my research, please wait for a while.”
She brought dozens of paper cups and a chart listing the
results of the experiment.
“This cup has the most dramatic mana-saving attribute.”
CHAPTER 69

The cup she handed over was coated with mana much finer
than what was released now.
Just in case, I poured water and tested it, and none of the
paper got wet.
Looking at the total amount of mana calculated, if only the
magic circle is carefully crafted, it will be possible to produce
a large amount of paper cups with the waste-grade magic
stones that roll around like garbage in the tower.
‘If the production cost wasn’t cheap, takeout would have been
given up a long time ago.’
“How long is the maintenance period?”
“It’s about 24 hours.”
“Not bad. I have to apply for the magic technology patent on
this attribute value.”
Once I tasted it, I couldn’t get out of the swamp of patents.
The distribution of patent revenue stated in the contract is 5 to
5.
'Arin did everything, but I’m pocketing half of it. Actually,
It’s no different from a slave contract…’
I looked at her in a sad mood as she was squeezed out of her
workforce.
'But there’s no second mind.’
Her small shoulders shrunk as if she felt my meaningful gaze.
I already have a pretty ferocious impression, but she seemed
surprised as I stared at her.
“That… Princess.”
Despite all that, Arin spoke while hesitating.
"What is it?”
“Oh, this is what I made, but it’s not much, but still……”
Shaking her shoulders like a squirrel in front of a snake, she
suddenly pushed out a handkerchief that had been folded
finely on the desk.
It, it was for me?
'I guess it wasn’t meant to be given to a knight for the jousting
tournament.’
“Why are you giving this to me?”
“I made it while thinking of Princess. Please, please accept
it.”
I took the purple handkerchief that she handed out in a
puzzling mood.
'Oh? This is cold.’
It was a handkerchief that functions like a cool pack. In
addition, it smelled good as if perfume was sprayed on it.
“It will be hot when you watch the jousting game, so use it to
wipe any sweat. It will be cool.”
“I’ll use it well”
I feel like it will be cold if I wrap it around my wrist, so when
I tied the handkerchief, she suddenly took a deep breath.
'Hmm, what is it?’
Eventually, a nosebleed dripped from Arin’s nose. She
hurriedly covered her nose with a handkerchief and had
tearful eyes.
“I, I’m sorry. For showing you this ugly side of me.”
'You must have a nosebleed because of being overworked by
me.’
Although I had repeatedly pledged to live as a wicked woman,
I felt remorse in my conscience unnecessarily.
“Let’s take it easy.”
It’s not a word that comes out of my snout, which has
overtaken a lot of work.
Although it’s not a word that comes out of my mouth that
causes her to be overworked.
“I have no regrets even if I die right now…”
I stood up from my seat in a hurry because I felt pity for Arin,
who cried out with a nasal voice.
“Princess, I will definitely serve you tea next time.”
'I can’t even understand what you’re talking about.’
“Em. Sure. I’m going first.”
I came out of the lab as if running away so that she could rest
comfortably.
***
'The weather is exceptionally hot.’
Today is the day of the jousting match.
I looked up at the bright sky and frowned. It was a clear day
without a single cloud in sight.
My eyes dazzled because of the intense burning of the sun.
There was a crowd of people near the stuffy arena.
The jousting match is the most popular game in the empire,
and in particular, the tournament held on the first emperor’s
birthday was so large so there were several cases in which
admission tickets could not be obtained even with money.
There were even people who looked around the arena with
regretful expressions like idol fans who couldn’t get tickets
for the concert.
Of course, the Seymour family was an exception because they
were invited directly from the imperial family to brighten this
place.
The nobles sat in the front seat where they could watch the
match up close, and lower ranked nobles and commoners took
their seats in the back seats.
A thick sand of breeze blew up in the arena.
The sound of the horses’ whinnying and the sound of wild
horses’ hooves were heard everywhere, and the flags with the
seals of various knights fluttered in all directions.
I sat under the shade made by the family of Seymours’ people,
looking at the barracks where the knights were waiting.
Some people wandered around in a mess as if they were
nervous, and there were knights taking off their helmets as if
it was hot.
The jousting battle was a game where aura tactics was not
permitted, so it was necessary to use pure skill, physical
strength, and quickness.
As you can see the horse-handling ability and combat sense,
this is also a place to scout various talented knights.
Due to the threat of injuries from falling horses, the royal
family did not participate, and the knights were firmly armed
and engaged in the game.
Buuuuzz-
Soon, the first battle began with the sound of a loud trumpet.
As the knight in the iron armor took off his helmet and yelled
out, a shout of excitement resonated in the audience.
“It’s noisy.”
The Duke of Seymour, who reluctantly attended because it
was a match where the emperor came and watched, slightly
frowned at the awful impression of the rather annoying
atmosphere
“Anyway, the knights are loud and barbaric. I think even their
brain is made up of muscles.”
Duke Seymour muttered bitterly while watching the game
with arms folded, and Belreck also was sitting with an
expressionless face.
The jousting match wasn’t suitable for children, so Enrique
couldn’t attend. {T: Awwww our baby Enrique when will you
come out again. I’m tired of your sister marketing strategy.}
'I really don’t know why I was so enthusiastic about it.’
Deborah seemed to be enthusiastic and liked enough to watch
the jousting match whenever she had a chance, but I wasn’t.
Thunderous shouts poured out whenever the long spear hit the
torso, shield, and helmet, but to my eyes, it only looked
breathtaking and dangerous.
‘And it’s hot…’
As the heat of the people was added, the arena became hotter
as time passed.
As I took out the cold handkerchief that Arin gave me and
unfolded it, I felt a tiresome gaze somewhere.
My father was showing an unsatisfied expression for some
reason.
'You must be in a bad condition because it’s hot.’
“Father can have it. It will be cool because it has magic.”
Although it was Arin’s gift, I decided to lend a handkerchief
to my father for a while as he’s also an eldery.
“It’s a peculiar object.”
“It was made by my subordinated.”
“Ah, that child you brought from the academy. She looks
pretty smart. She looks like she has high potential, so I will
support her anytime.”
I slightly promoted Arin to Duke Seymour and father fiddled
with the handkerchief with a face of interest.
“That, that… fake person.”
Belreck shuddered and muttered something, but I pretended
not to hear.
On the other hand, the heat of the area was gradually getting
higher and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be
exploding due to the man who appeared on the black horse.
“It’s Diery Orge!”
“Wooooow!”
“Judge! Judge!”
Diery, who wields a sword fairly against sinners regardless of
their status, had a great popularity in the empire of all ages
and genders.
As Diery slowly walked around the arena, flaunting his
ascetic and neat beauty, the shouts grew even more.
He passed by an aristocrat lady who eagerly waved her
handkerchief pleading him to take it, but he suddenly got off
the horse, approached Mia sitting in the back of the seat and
reached out his hand.
Mia was flustered for a moment with a surprised face, then
takes out a handkerchief from her small handbag and hands it
over.
The scene where Diery wearing a pitch-black armor and
accepts a pink handkerchief, was quite a good show.
“I will bring the glory of victory to the lady.”
He put on his helmet, and shook his heavy jousting spear
vigorously.
'Oh My God, but he ended it in fifteen minutes by himself.’
The opponent who was waiting for his turn like a coward in
the distance was now in a state of pity.
No matter how important the main character is in the novel,
isn’t it a bit too much?
I watched Diery’s match while feeling absurd.
His skills were so overwhelming that the match ended so
quickly.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
“What, what is it?”
It was then.
Before the heat from the appearance of Diery could cool
down, a scream that seemed to tear the atmosphere suddenly
began to shake the earth.
‘Lol, I know what this is.’
When I was in high school, it was a shout when you went to
the venue of the year-end award’s ceremony because you fell
in love with idols. [C: oo lol like the GDA, MMA and Gayo
Daejeon]
“Sir Isidor Visconti!”
The arena was turned upside down by the appearance of the
handsome blond, riding on a white horse and platinum armor
that contrasted intensely with Diery.
Regardless of their status and age, the overwhelming support
from women who visited the match was enough to bury the
thick shouting of men without a trace .
There were also ladies who threw a handkerchief towards
him.
'It looks like you really came out of a real romance novel.’
It feels like you know why jousting games come out as a
classic topic for romance?
Even I, who believed that I somehow became used to his
handsome appearance, had no choice but to admire the
appearance of the military god in armor.
Shortly before putting on the helmet, Isidor threw his gaze
toward me and smiled like an angel, so I flinched in surprised.
“He obviously looked at me!”
“No! He must have smiled towards me for sure?!”
In any case, they all would have looked like salted shrimp in
Isidor’s eyes, but the noble ladies near me had a rough
argument willing to smear blood.
“He’s not a knight but more like an opera actor.”
Too seriously… To put it badly, the Duke of Seymour who
had an old-fashioned temperament, muttered with an
unpleasant voice as if looking at Isidor.
CHAPTER 70

As soon as the game started, Isidor, who caused a buzz, drove

off his horse and ran out like a flash of light.
“Huk, who gave that handkerchief?”
“Oh my, oh my.”
“Kyaaa, nooo!”
When I found the handkerchief that I had gave him fluttered
on the handle of his spear belatedly, somehow I felt
embarrassed.
‘Because it’s an expensive handkerchief, it must be tied up
because it has a good texture.’
It’s common for a lady to give a handkerchief to a knight.
As I was trying to get rid of the strange feeling and think of
something else while fiddling with my fingers, Isidor broke
his opponent’s spear into two pieces in an instant and the
match ended.
'It’s a match where you can’t deal with auras, but you’re
strong enough to do that?’
My mouth was wide open at the unbelievable sight.
A short silence also flowed down the arena.
It seemed that I had underestimated Isidor’s ability as a knight
because his appearance stands out too much.
The audience became louder as he showed an overwhelming
performance that was as good as Diery.
The atmosphere was more heated because of the people who
bet over the winner.
Even after that, famous warriors who were predicted as
candidates for the championship came out and played at the
tournament.
'It’s time to show up now.’
When everyone was interested only in the content of the
match, I was gazing anxiously near the barracks where the
knights were waiting.
Currently, it was a little past two o'clock, the hottest time.
I glanced at the pocket watch.
'Why aren’t you coming yet?’
The request was made to the administration of the Khorun
district a month ago, and the approval of the imperial family
has already been obtained.
'No way, you are not going to block it after all this?’
While in a state of anxiety, I saw the store’s staff and workers
carrying large luggage and going near the barracks where the
knights were staying.
'You have arrived.’
I was nervous and watched the situation unfold at the barracks
of the arena.
***
'It’s hot.’
Noon has passed, the ground of the barracks is heated up and
the inside of the barracks becomes warm like a steamer.
Oryx Mirkain wiped his sweaty forehead with an old
handkerchief.
'The line in this weather..’
Because it’s summer, he expected that it would be hot, but the
temperature was even higher due to the heavy armor.
He was from the colder northern region, and was even more
vulnerable in this hot weather.
The young Oryx did not have much experience in the match
compared to the other competitors, so he had to fight the
breathtaking tension.
This year, 17-year-old Oryx came out of the territory and
applied for the military after his brother threatened to kick out
his younger sister last year.
Maybe his overwhelming build was noticeable and caught the
eyes of the knight in the capital, and he passed as a trainee
before coming to a jousting game for the first time this year
Luckily, the jousting game wasn’t about auras, so he was able
to climb quite high using his excellent body vision and using
the physical strength he was born with.
He was even quite lucky and came up to the finals, but he
encountered an unexpected ambush.
Sweat accumulates inside the armor and falls to the floor.
Oryx is currently experiencing some signs of dehydration.
Knights from high-ranking noble families could afford to use
a servant to manage their condition, but he, a trainee of an
unknown knight, couldn’t afford it.
It was even difficult to live with his earnings.
“Sigh.”
The sweat is constantly flowing down to the point that the
handkerchief gets dry because of the heat of the sun.
If I went out to the game in such a state of body, I would not
be able to properly avoid the flying spear and would
obviously lose.
'Out of all things! I don’t even have anything to show.’
When he was in good condition, he was encouraged to yield
to his opponent, so he couldn’t be active on the big stage
today.
'You’ve been lucky in the meantime.’
It was a great opportunity to publicize his existence to many
people and take a step further, but it’s a pity to give up like
this.
However his head is dizzy and his body keeps feeling weak.
At that time, someone popped out a cup of water.
'What is it?’
“It is a drink prepared by Armand for the knights who raise
the imperial’s dignity and glory.”
An employee wearing a neat uniform was carrying around
teapots and handing out drinks to knights at the barracks.
'Armand?’
He looked at the cup with the purple seal imprinted in a
curious feeling.
'The cup is very light. Is it made of paper?’
On the paper wrapped around the cup, a brief description of
the drink inside was written along with the explanation that
the drink could be packaged at the store.
‘Replenishing hydration, quenching thirst.’
Oryx was thirsty just in time, and took a sip of the clear drink
with a thin lemon floating and flinched in surprise.
This is because the liquid quenches his thirst.
It’s sweet and sour although it’s mild, but it feels refreshing
because of the lemon scent.
'I don’t know what it is, but it’s good.’
As he drank slowly, he felt a little bleak.
It also reminded me of his mother, who was considerate not to
be pretended by floating a thin lemon in the water.
If you are seventeen, it’s an age of not very young, but not
very old.
Because he was feeling desperate as if he was left alone in the
world, it felt even more sweet at their goodwill.
In no time he emptied all the drinks and took a breath.
“Oh?”
Suddenly, Oryx, who was drenched in sweat, burst into a
short exclamation.
His head was blank and he felt like dying from the heat, but
all of a sudden he got a little conscious.
He got up and moved quickly.
Normally, after drinking a lot of water, he would feel the
water slump in his stomach, but the feeling of unpleasantness
did not soar.
'My body condition is better.’
The knights sitting around also peeped their heads to see if
they felt a similar effect.
“What magic did they put on this drink? It’s a little different
from water, but it’s fine.”
“Isn’t it the holy water?”
“Holy water is for healing wounds. I’ve never heard of a thirst
quenching function.”
As the sky was clogged with clouds just in time, the fierce
sun’s momentum was gradually softening.
'Next game, I think I can do well.'
When it was his turn, Oryx got up from his seat with an old
helmet and a long spear he had borrowed.
And, that day.
He caused the biggest change in the jousting match.
***
Ion drink.
'Aka sports drink.’
I put it in a paper cup with an Armand seal and sprinkled it.
If you sweat a lot due to vigorous exercise, the balance of
electrolytes as well as moisture is broken, and ionic beverages
help to absorb electrolytes quickly.
'Digestion also became better.’
In the past, while listening to health education, I learned how
to make ionic beverages, or oral fluids.
'The production method was surprisingly simple.’
If you mix 6 tablespoons of sugar and half a tablespoon of salt
in more than 1 liter of water, this hot shot drink is easily
completed.
It’s no big deal, but I put a thin slice of lemon as a garnish in a
transparent drink to make it look decent at first glance.
Looking at the faces of the knights, the reaction seems not
bad. Since I was sitting at the ideal front seat near the
barracks, the atmosphere of the contestants was vividly felt.
Finally, with a brief interval ahead of Round 16 of the
tournament, the nobles near me were looking with curious
faces at what the main characters of the day were drinking.
“Hey, what’s that thing stacked high like a tower?”
The aristocratic ladies around me opened their mouths.
'What else is it. It’s showmanship.’
In order to draw the audience’s attention, I asked in advance
to hand out drinks to the knights while carrying around a high
stack of paper cups.
“I think it’s a cup?”
“You’re piling up cups that high? What are you going to do if
it breaks?”
At that time, a certain lady confidently intervened in the
conversation between the two ladies
“It will be fine because it is made of paper.”
“The paper will be wet. But how can it contain water?”
“They put a fine water attribute resistance magic on it. I saw it
in Armand a while ago.”
“How amazing. It also looks convenient to use outdoors.”
"Yes. That way, you can enjoy a drink comfortably while
strolling outside. Didn’t you know what’s trending these
days?”
'Well done. Do well.’
The lady flutters her fan and pretends to be smart, but she
wants to instigate them to stand next to her.
“But what should I drink?”
In addition, the sight of the knights who were suffering in the
sun and quenching their thirst sweetly, appeared as a pretty
positive sight to the audience.
CHAPTER 71

“It looks delicious. There are even more knights that are
drinking it.”
The knights were serving as ambassadors for my store.
It was in a similar content like a beverage company
sponsoring sports drinks for free to athletes.
And today’s jousting game was so popular that it could be
compared to the All-Star game from my previous life.
There was no better stage than this for publicity.
“It’s really sweet.”
“It’s so hot, but wouldn’t it taste like something?”
“But the knights from high-ranking nobles are also drinking
it.”
The most encouraging thing is that the popular stars of the
event, Isidor and Diery, are also drinking drinks from
Armand.
‘Thank you to the both of you.’
At this point, I achieved more than 200 percent of my
intended purpose.
They showed the necessity and simplicity of take-out in front
of their eyes, and they also successfully presented the new
menu of the Ion Beverage.
I watched the rest of the match with ease, but the outcome of
the match was completely unexpected, so I tilted my head.
‘Diery is struggling like that. It’s weird.’
Currently, the quarter finals were held for the jousting match.
Of course, I expected Diery to win and go up quickly to the
final, but a dark horse appeared.
The nameless knight who was very active in the previous two
matches, was fighting quite well against Diery, so everyone’s
hands were sweating.
The nameless knight has an interestingly large build, but his
movement was agile, so he avoided Diery straightforward
attack.
He flexibly flowed through the spear of Diery’s reckless rush.
Bang!
Another battle took place, and the nameless knight struck
Diery’s shoulder strongly and passed by.
On the other hand, Diery’s spear was struck vainly by a
wooden shield and bounced out.
'Just now, that nameless knight had a higher score.’
Literally, a tremendous surprise took place, and the opponent
was laid as still as death in the arena.
For the first time today, Diery was hit by a blow by his
opponent.
It was the best out of three, so the winner of the quarterfinals
didn’t come, but it was shocking that the genius of the Orge
family had been robbed a blow by an unnoticeable knight.
The score is 1 to 1.
The last match went more intense, and after a total of five
exchanges, Diery narrowly won against the nameless knight.
But I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that the referee was a little
more generous to Diery.
'Maybe it is natural.’
Diery is from Orge, the famous swordsman.
Interestingly, that nameless knight who is a loser rather than a
winner is attracting much attention.
“Who is that? He looks young.”
“It seems that he’s not affiliated with the famous Knights just
by looking at the shabby armor or horses, but he’s amazing!”
“That knight will be scouted in the future and the famous
knights will call for him.”
Diery won a wound-only victory and managed to climb to the
finals.
In the remaining quarter-finals, Isidor and the third son of the
Sereig family, belonging to the Blue Rider Division, faced
each other where Isidor won without difficulty and then
climbed the rank.
‘Diery’s condition doesn’t look very good.’
Diery, who is fastidious and righteous, was sitting with a
hardened face as if he was worried about the result of the
previous game.
In the end, Diery couldn’t show his proper skills from the first
game, and he fell away from the horse in vain by Isidor’s
attack.
“The winner of this year is Sir Isidor Visconti, Deputy
General Manager of the White Knights!”
Wow-!
In the hot heat, I was forced to cool alone after the results.
'I bet on Diery side.’
I know the result of the match because of the novel spoiler,
but I thought it was stupid not to bet on the match. {Note : It
means she just bet simply based on the novel not based on the
match result.}
'Isn’t it a piece of cake?’
Should I say it’s unfortunate that I didn’t bet a large amount
on Isidor because I was bothered by him.
'It’s different again from the novel’s content.’
Obviously, in the novel, there was a scene where Philaf was
fiercely jealous of the winner, Diery.
However, under the shade on which the seal of the Montes
family was hung, there was no one other than the Duke and
Duchess of Montes.
'Now that I see it, did Philaf evaporate somewhere?’
As I was confused by the difference between the novel and
the current situation, I heard my name from the Knights’
podium with a soft voice.
“Today, I give the glory of victory to Lady Deborah, who
wished me for luck and success.”
Isidor loosened the handkerchief that was tied to the spear
handle and shook it lightly.
An enthusiastic cheer should erupt at this point originally, but
as soon as he ended his speech, an awkward silence ran in the
audience.
Everyone turned their head toward me as if they all weaved
together.
'Oh my god, what kind of situation is this again……’
For the winner to give glory to the Lady.
It was a common occurrence, but the atmosphere turned sour
because the subject was a notorious woman.
Strong doubts and unbelievable gazes.
It was the gaze I felt familiar with at the ball the other day.
'If Isidor is the light, then I am the darkness itself.’
Thinking like the 8th grade syndrome, I slightly furrowed my
eyebrows.
The nobles who looked at me with shock expressions
hurriedly turned their heads and covered their eyes, as if they
could see my bloody expressions.
A performance was held to congratulate the winner at a good
timing, so the atmosphere was somewhat settled…
'Since I suddenly received attention, my stomach became
twisted.’
I was on the timid side, so there was something like a phobia
of attention.
“He just waved his handkerchief three times, right? As
expected, Sir Isidor is being threatened like me.” [C: SOS
SIGNAL LMAOO]
Belreck mumbled with a very serious face, and I felt absurd
inward.
'I’m not threatening Isidor!’
***
Inside the carriage on the way home was as quiet as a rat.
It was because both my father and I were silent.
My father looked exhausted too, so I saved my words.
I leaned on the good limousine-like carriage and rested. But as
soon as we got home, Duke Seymour’s thin lips moved
slightly.
“Deborah. That guy……”
“What?”
“Never mind.”
After another long silence, he caressed his slender chin with
his hand and suddenly made an irrelevant remark.
“As a husband, an excellent magician would be better. The
knights and elementalists are not at the right level with you, so
intellectual conversations itself will be impossible….”
‘What, me, husband?’
While I was tired and dazed, a word as clear as the blue sky
hit my ear, and I suddenly regained consciousness.
There are still two more years of marriageable age left, but I
haven’t collected 10 billion yet, and I’m still having
nightmares that Louie Gazelle would jump out, so why did he
say those terrible words?
Since I’m having a debutant soon, are you finding me a
husband?
I wanted to enjoy the infrastructures of the Seymour family
for a long time, which looks like a five-star hotel, so I
hurriedly opened up.
“Well, for the time being, I’m going to focus solely on
research. There is no time to interrupt anything else.”
“Research?”
“Yes. Starting with the magic stone, I have a lot to study, so
24 hours are not enough for me.”
As his eyes began to flatter at how great my enthusiasm for
magic was, the Duke’s sharp eyes widened.
“And now I am working on something even more surprising.
Ha. Ha.”
Since I’m desperate, my mouth moved like crazy, and so I
spoke anything carelessly.
“I didn’t know you would be so passionate like that. Well, I
often heard the servants saw you studying until dawn.”
'That’s probably because I stayed up all night drawing a cafe
design.’
My undergraduate assignments were difficult and
uninteresting, but I thought since it was for my own shop, so I
couldn’t be more excited and enjoyable.
“I’m Seymour’s blood and father’s daughter, so it’s natural to
have an endless thirst for knowledge.”
Duke Seymour seemed to misunderstand me in my favor, so I
did not forget to flatter the temporary measure.
Impressed by my enthusiasm for learning, Duke Seymour no
longer brought up this story related to marriage.
Rather, he even patted my hair gently once.
“Yes, work hard.”
"Yes.”
‘Sigh, I think it went well.’
As expected, you should pretend to be studying so that parents
don’t interfere with their children’s future.
However, it couldn’t be helped that I am desperate for 10
billion today.
At the same time, the 100 gold that was thrown in vain at the
jousting gambling became very precious.
Sigh, how many smoothies do I have to sell for 100 gold?!
In the original work, Diery was definitely the winner… … .
After I suddenly became the top of the academy, my head
hurts because the original work was twisted again.
This is because the jousting match is quite important in the
original novel.
The part of the service and hard work so far is recognized by
everyone.
‘The story that Mia is like the incarnation of a saint began to
come out from this time.’
After winning the match, Diery Orge’s speech of victory was
quite sensational.
“I dedicate the honor of this championship to Lady Mia
Binoche, who do not spare her own body to take care of
patients at the medical center.”
“Also, I will dedicate my sword to her beautiful dedication
and follow in the footsteps of the Saintess Nayla. ”
At the end of the year awards ceremony, Diery’s emotional
speech will bring the female lead to the cheers of a large
audience, and she will become the protagonist of this jousting
competition.
But that’s in the novel, and I ruined the atmosphere in reality
because of me…
It seems that there are still beneficial situations where I will
unintentionally gain attention or overtake the female lead due
to Isidor’s nosiness.
CHAPTER 72

‘Why is Isidor being so nosy about me?’

At first, I suspected that he had something to gain from my
father.
I was given a rare diamond that costs as much as the price of a
townhouse, so he could have thought that Duke Seymour
deeply cares about me.
However, if his purpose was the Duke and not myself, it
doesn’t explain why he simply gave me the book written by
the 6th generation’s head of the family.
‘He could have made a deal with my father with that book.’
But assuming that Isidor likes me…
'Somehow it’s quite dangerous.’
It’s very bad for the heart and blood pressure.
The warning lights came on while I had been putting off my
judgment for a while, but due to the mysterious attitude of the
Master toward Isidor, suddenly an overwhelming thought
passed by.
Isn’t there some kind of relationship between Isidor and the
Master?
Perhaps the reason why Isidor intervenes, which was not
written in the novel, has something to do with the Master?
Besides, there was a link between the two that I overlooked.
'The Crown Prince.’
Isidor is the Crown Prince’s friend, and the Master is the
Crown Prince’s schemer.
It is possible that Master feigned ignorance while he already
knew everything about Isidor.
Of course it’s just my guess, but there’s no physical evidence
at all.
'Shall I investigate Isidor at another information guild?’
If the investigation results are different, it’s a pretty good
deduction…
“Princess, how is the water temperature?”
When I was in my internalized agony, the maid asked me a
question so I suddenly came back to my senses.
“Please make it a little cooler.”
“Yes, princess.”
I took a break while receiving the gentle massages from the
servants, and then I put on a robe and lay down on the bed.
'I’m tired, so let’s just sleep.’
My body is heavy, but I can’t fall asleep because there were a
lot of things that happened today.
Philaf disappeared, and the winner of the tournament changed.
The content of the match also became weird. Diery’s glory
was robbed by a nameless knight and was cut off by Isidor in
3 seconds.
However, it didn’t take long for the questions about the
absurd flow of the tournament to be resolved.
The next day.
This is because the huge unknown knight, who had caused a
big unforeseen event in the jousting match, came to Armand.
It was the first meeting with Oryx, who was later called the
undefeated jousting knight.
***
In the capital, where the heat of the jousting game has not yet
cooled down, the story of the knights who played an active
part this time became a hot topic.
“The star of this jousting match is Oryx Mirkain. I never
thought he would hide his natural born martial talent at the
rural estate I’ve never heard of.”
“I heard that you are an apprentice who is not appointed as an
official knight yet, so I heard you are being escorted by people
here and there.”
It was a life changing event, so everyone was envious.
This is because a majority of the second and third sons of
lower-ranked aristocratic families want to join the army or
any high-ranking aristocratic soldiers and become official
knights.
“If he only trains how to deal with auras, it will be a matter of
time for him to receive the title of an official knight.”
In addition, in the case of Oryx, he was highly utilized as he
can be sent as the representation of the family’s knights
whenever the jousting tournament is held.
“By the way, what would he choose? He is way past the age
to join the Imperial Knights so it must be a problem.”
“I heard rumors that Marquis Granber took a liking on him.”
“Hm? Didn’t the family of the Duke Sereig that already
scouted…”
"Isn’t it Count Bellugi?”
The names of prominent families were mentioned randomly.
It doesn’t matter whether it is true or not. That proves how
much Oryx was a hot topic.
And soon after, Oryx’s whereabouts were decided.
The men, who foreseen that he would go to the Duke of
Sereig, a famous swordsman, was surprised by the unexpected
family name.
“Seymour?”
***
Oryx Mirkain came directly to Armand and waited for me for
more than half a day.
“During the jousting game, I felt like I was going to collapse
because of the tough thirst and headache but my condition
was recovered due to this store’s drinks.”
He earnestly asked the manager of Armand that he would
surely repay the aristocrat who gave him the drink, and
eventually I had a private meeting with Oryx in the basement
of Armand.
'This is the butterfly effect.’
After drinking the ion drink, the symptoms of dehydration
were alleviated, so Oryx’s performance improved
tremendously and the result of the jousting match was
completely different from the novel.
“I want to return the grace to the aristocrat.”
He said in a very earnest tone.
By the way, are you really 17 years old?
He wasn’t this huge when viewed from a distance, but when I
actually met him this close, it felt like meeting a wild bear.
A thick neck and arms like a log, big and bright eyes, dark
eyebrows as well as scratches.
‘He looks really strong.’
He’s only a high school student. I had no choice but to be a
little scared as I was off guard after thinking that he’s not a
big deal.
“His body’s build alone is worthy of use.”
It was that moment when the Master’s advice to get a pledge
from a loyal knight came into my mind, as it was rare to find
one in advance.
“Hm. You want to pay me back?”
I asked with as much strength as possible in my voice to hide
my trembling fear.
"Yes. Thanks to your benevolence, my identity as a knight has
been revived.”
He explained that he was able to prepare a fund to send to his
younger sister, who was in a hurry, by receiving the fortune
from the third prize, and that he had the opportunity to
become a good knight.
He said that if he couldn’t play an active part in this jousting
match, he was thinking of giving up the knight to make
money and become a mercenary.
“It was a desperate situation, and the drink was a great help to
me.”
His big eyes shook like a cow.
“Thank you for giving me a moment to shine that I will never
forget.”
He can just let it move on by saying that he was impressed
with only his mouth, but the fact that he couldn’t let it pass by
and came to repay directly would mean that he is an upright
person.
The tip of my nose is impressed.
'He’s really suitable as a slave number 3.’
“I understand your deep meaning.”
I was silent for a while and opened my mouth.
“By the way, how are you going to repay me the favor? If you
get trained as a knight, you will be strong, however what you
have now is nothing but physical strength.”
He opened his mouth with a face of determination.
“I want to use my humble strength for you. My mother always
said that if a man does not know how to repay one’s kindness,
then he is no different from an animal.”
“Whoever I am, will you work for me?”
"Yes.”
There must have been a scouting offer from a more prominent
aristocratic family, but you would willingly give up on going
higher for me.
'I like the fact that you are straightforward.’
As I looked quietly at his honest face, I lowered the robe that
was covering my face.
Oryx’s eyes, which were looking into mine, widened in a
calm manner and his mouth opened slightly.
'You look surprised.’
Well, if you don’t know about Seymour’s wicked woman,
you’re a spy.
But it was Oryx who offered to return the favor first.
Even if I don’t like me as your lord, you won’t say a word
with that personality of yours, right?
I slightly pulled up the corners of my mouth.
“It’s a face that knows who I am.”
“I, I’m sorry for being so ignorant that I don’t know who you
are. I’ve been living in the dark because it’s only been a while
since I came up to the capital.”
“Well? Didn’t you just seem to know?”
“That, you, you’re so beautiful. I was surprised. So, sor,
sorry.”
‘Isidor made such a fuss that day, how can you not know?’
He stuttered helplessly, not knowing what to do, and I opened
my mouth after a moment of silence.
“I am Deborah Seymour.”
“Huk! It is an infinite honor to meet the great Princess of
Seymour!”
'I guess you know what Seymour is.’
He tightened his facial muscles sharply, dyeing the nape of his
neck red.
“I’m glad that after a long study, the ‘Super Aid’ I produced
was helpful to an outstanding warrior like you. I was also
impressed by your ways to personally come here to repay my
grace.”
As I took a step closer, emphasizing the word grace, he shook
his head nervously with a red and tense-looking face.
“I’ll give you a chance to repay me. I’ll let you join the
Knights of Seymour, so you can learn auras and build up your
strength towards glory.”
Having been incorporated into the Knights of Seymour out of
nowhere, he repeated the word “glory” with a puzzled look.
'If it’s the Seymour Knight, it’s not a bad choice for Oryx.’
I know that there are two families in which he was actually
scouted to: Sereig and Bellugi.
Seymour doesn’t grapple with them at all.
'Rather, it’s better.’
It is merely a prejudice that the Knights will be weak just
because Seymour is a family that represents magic. Seymour
was building a squad of soldiers with terrifying skills.
Among them, the house’s organization under the name of
“Ouroboros” was a group of human weapons, so some called
them Seymour’s dogs.
Well, to put it simply, it means that the Seymour Knights are
also very good.
“Honor, it’s an honor. Princess.”
“Only in words?”
"What?”
“This is a contract that you will work as my vassal in the
future.”
“Ah…”
“Sir Oryx just needs to sign here.”
Looking at him standing still as he read the contract, I waved
the paper and urged him.
"Sign!”
“Ah, yes!”
He shook the ink-stained quill pen with only one hand of his,
which is the size of a pot lid, and signed below.
There is one thing that I learned from Belreck’s example. It’s
only a beneficial contract when you can get the signature
faster than lightning while the other person is out of his mind.
[C: deborah scammer arc otw]
As I watched the contract being signed by Oryx, I managed to
swallow the mean grin that appeared on my lips.
There was a clause in it that said if you successfully become
an official knight, you will make a knight’s pledge to me and
dedicate your life-long loyalty.
CHAPTER 73

A pearl in the mud that drove the sword star Diery, and the
shining star in third place of the jousting tournament. As I
personally scouted the hot topic, Oryx Mirkain, the Duke of
Seymour was surprised and secretly delighted.
“You’ve brought a pretty useful guy. He looks tough too. He
will be a strong shield behind Seymour.”
I quickly responded to my father’s words.
“In order for Oryx’s talent to shine and make him an official
knight, the Knights of Seymour shall harshly… No, I would
like you to train him systematically.”
“Of course. I’m thinking of making him into a knight that
suits Seymour even to the bones.”
‘You’re in for a rough ride.’
I felt a little sorry, but I was hoping that Oryx would become a
full-fledged knight that can deal with Auras as soon as
possible to watch my back.
“I wanted to repay Princess Deborah for her grace, but I
received an even greater grace.”
It is said that Oryx did not resent me even though he was in
the midst of rolling around with the harsh training.
After failing to display his talents due to his ugly brother’s
inferiority complex in the remote territory, Oryx, who was
suffering as the nameless knight after coming to the Capital,
thanked me repeatedly after being moved by Seymour’s
systematic knight training with auras.
“It seems that the Princess brought a Monster, not a human.”
“I’m trying to make that monster intimidated, but what the
hell did the princess bring home….”
In addition, even the commander of the Knights of Seymour
seemed to be amazed at Oryx’s extraordinary power.
‘I hope he will become an official knight that deals with auras
as soon as possible.’
After stopping by the barracks where the Seymour’s knights
stayed, I slowly walked towards the annex while watching
Oryx wielding a 2-meter spear lightly like wooden chopsticks.
‘A completely unexpected lump of luck rolled in.”
I only sponsored it to the players to promote the ionic drinks
and takeouts, so it caught me by surprise.
'Well, the electrolyte components are effective for symptoms
of dehydration.’
After the jousting tournament, Armand launched an ionic
drink under the name 'Super Aid’.
It is sold in the Ade categories such as Lemonade and Cherry
Ade, and was also a link to the functional drinks that will be
carried as a differentiation strategy later on.
Super Aid is for quenching the thirst quickly.
And coffee is for enhancing concentration and brain
activation.
It’s part of the big picture for selling coffee.
“Coffee. It was good. If you pack it well, you might be able to
sell it.”
Even the Master, who used to say it was bitter and tasteless,
seemed to often use coffee when he had to handle a lot of
requests.
Drinking the black devil’s drink makes you feel like you’re
floating, and you can do about twice as much work in a hurry,
he said.
‘When should coffee be launched…’
Armand is just settling down and taking its place, and I don’t
think it’s time for the bitter and unfriendly coffee to go out
yet.
'The lack of baristas is also a big problem.’
Nevertheless, through the jousting tournament, the business
items called Takeout and Ion Beverage were presented in
front of the people.
'It was really fortunate that the imperial family allowed me to
bring drinks into the arena.’
The clock tower played a really big role in winning this job.
For the success in attracting an expensive and useful facility
called the Clock Tower without spending a penny, the
administration office was highly praised by its superiors and
was well-liked by Armand.
Recently, the Armand Children’s Donation Foundation has
been established, so it looks more solid and trustworthy.
'Hmm. Is there some effect?’
[Sales after the match.]
I opened the sales slip inside the Maisond’s cake box without
much thought and doubted my eyes.
'You really sold this much?’
The result was a super-hit.
***
After the jousting tournament, Armand was often talked
about.
The cup with Armand’s seal was exposed to a large number of
spectators, and a plausible story was added.
“Oryx, who would seem to collapse in the scorching sun at
any moment, became refreshed and more active after taking
the drink and made a big success.
An acquaintance of an acquaintance of Oryx’s acquaintance
chattered with excitement.
“He says the match was so desperate. That drink gave Oryx
his last chance to be an official knight.”
People like dramatic stories.
The success story of the nameless knight, which was not
noticed by anyone before, was a narrative that everyone liked.
“Now Oryx is being treated well at Seymour, isn’t he?”
“I’ve heard rumours that his skills are improving
tremendously day by day. Even those snobbish Seymour
knights are amazed.”
"Hmm! Let’s go quickly. What did Oryx drink to create this
uproar.”
The men, who had been chatting and headed to Armand,
looked at the group in the uniform of official knights
gathering in front of the East Gate’s fountain.
They were holding cups one by one.
“Is this the drink you drank in a jousting match? I was looking
forward to it, but it’s bland. The taste is also subtle.”
“It’s bland, but doesn’t it feel refreshing?”
“I don’t know what it is, but it goes well with my throat.”
“You have to drink it when you’re having a hard time to get a
dramatic effect. How could it be Super Aid for no reason?
When I drank this drink in the heat of the sun, it felt like I had
met an oasis.”
Ion drinks left a deep impression on the knights who attended
the jousting tournament.
There were some knights who stopped by Armand with their
colleagues, recalling their feelings at that time, and others
took ionic drinks while feeling exhausted after their training.
“This is the rumoured…”
"That’s right.”
As word of mouth spread that famous knights often visit this
store, even those who came from afar felt good after drinking
the same drinks as they did.
It was similar to the fact that when a celebrity visited as a
regular customer, the store would hit a jackpot in its
popularity.
In addition, the cool and well-bodied knights provided great
visual attractions for the main customers, the ladies.
Entertainment companies are not setting up cafes on the first
floor of the office building for nothing.
The window seat on the second floor was definitely a hot
place where the knights were seen well.
The area around the fountains of Armand and the East Gate
Square were crowded with people day after day, leading to a
flurry of visitors.
In addition, the demand for takeout was high due to the warm
weather, and the net profit almost doubled in an instant
because the ionic drinks were inexpensive.
***
“What. Why did Naria’s sales drop in half!?”
Bruno, who runs dessert shops and a variety of stores at the
front door of the academy, was furious as soon as he saw
Naria’s recent sales slip.
"Damn. If this continues, I cannot meet the profit as promised
to Duke Sereig.”
As a middle-ranked nobleman, he was the family vassal of the
Duke of the Sereig, and by paying a large sum of money
every month, he was under the protection of the Sereig.
It was also a price to fill the Duke’s back pocket by secretly
siphoning off the secret funds from the imperial family.
Because running a family was expensive, so the Duke of
Sereig cared quite a bit about Bruno, who has good business
skills.
However, the Duke’s trust was based on the premise that he
would bring in a lot of gold coins.
Bruno had no choice but to rage as the sales of Naria, which
had the highest sales among the stores operated in the West
Gate, became sluggish.
“What is the reason! Why don’t you answer quicker?”
“Keuk!”
The manager of Naria, who was struck by the ashtray thrown
by Bruno, opened his mouth with a sorrowful expression,
clutching his bleeding forehead.
“That… As we continue to competitively lower the price of
our set menu, sales may have gone up, but the net profit is not
high.”
The discount rate is high, but in fact, the sales volume did not
increase very much.
The aristocrats they targeted weren’t those who simply liked
cheap things.
Rather, they thought it was vulgar to compete for discounts
openly.
Also, as the price was lowered, there was a problem with the
quality.
In order to meet the daily sales demanded by Bruno, the store
manager had no choice but to reduce the number of grams of
tea leaves per cup, and picky customers stopped showing up
like ghosts after noticing that the taste was not the same as
before.
However, the store owner of Naria was not sharp enough to
see through the characteristics of these major target groups.
"So? Is that all?”
“Somehow …. I think one of the reasons is that Armand has
attracted customers toward the other side of the Academy.”
“That damn store… ! I don’t know which guy is running it,
but he’s a pretty extraordinary guy.”
Bruno tapped the desk with his thick hand wearing a gold
ring.
CHAPTER 74

Perhaps, the owner over there must have been a cunning old
fox with a lot of tricks up his sleeves.
It attracted the attention of guests with bizarre acts, and the
incident offended Bruno on every occasion.
“Their art of promoting Armand is extraordinary.”
“That’s why I told you to imitate everything that’s fine!”
Bruno was able to increase the volume of his stores randomly
because he recklessly omitted the ideas of small shops,
although it was also thanks to the preferential treatment given
by the family of Sereig.
“As you said, we’ve also held a new regular membership
subscription event and created a coupon, but strangely, it
doesn’t work very well.”
Even after they tried to imitate it closely, they couldn’t elicit
an explosive reaction as much as Armand.
Rather, it’s only an eyesore to the existing regulars when they
suddenly treat new customers.
“Who told you to only copy what anyone else can copy? Get
the store recipe. Recipe!”
“Ah, yes! Okay, my lord.”
“If you can persuade a guy who works in the kitchen and feed
him a lot of money, he’ll easily reveal their secrets. Find out
what sells well like their smoothies!”
“Oh, not too long ago, I heard there was a drink there that was
popular among the knights.”
“Okay. Find out the recipe for that, too.”
“They’re having drinks outside the store, but what should I do
about that? It’s not a recipe because magical techniques are
applied.”
“They’re doing something strange and unusual. It’ll only be a
trend for a while.”
He scratched his greasy chin and narrowed his snake-like
eyes.
“Come to think of it, Armand mainly sells cold drinks as its
flagship, so they’re going to crumble down sooner or later.
Heh.”
“Ah, when autumn comes, the day will get cooler, so their
smoothies will not be as popular as it is now.”
“Stupidly selling interesting drinks only for a season. It seems
that I’ve estimated too much on the owner there.”
“Their customers will decrease soon.”
“There is a limit to their growth because it is in the East Side
Square anyway.”
Bruno flicked his thick hand several times and the shopkeeper
quickly brought him a cigarette pipe.
Based on his experience in business so far, the location of the
store is the most important part.
And the citizens of the Empire preferred to pass by the West
Gate Square, where the fountain of the goddess Nayla was
located.
There’s a reason why the real estate prices around the West
Gate Square are more than twice as high.
He let out a long puff of smoke, laughing at the fact that no
matter how successful they are now, it will eventually fade
away in vain.
***
When the sales exploded, the accident burst immediately.
‘Ha. Life.’
A recipe leak.
“Slowly, the competitor is coming in. It’s the way Bruno
operates. Dipping and pressing from the beginning.”
The master, who sneered up the corners of his mouth, threw a
gold coin high in the air before lightly catching it with the
back of his hand.
Again, the lucky front part of the first emperor came out.
I glanced at the front of the coin for a while, and stroked
Cookie’s head who was next to me with sparkling eyes.
“Grrrr.”
Cookie, who is pricking his ears while making a growling
sound, sniffs my palm that touched the catnip pocket.
“The fact that there are guys lingering around trying to get a
recipe means we’re just as threatening.”
Fortunately, the Armand’s employee who received a recipe
leak proposal from Bruno reported this to the manager
immediately.
This was possible because Armand is running an “incentive
system”.
The criteria for evaluating excellent employees also included
an attitude toward competitors’ business, and employees were
rewarded for notifying the manager of this fact as if they were
waiting.
In fact, it was impossible to leak the recipe itself, since magic
tools are the core of the smoothies.
In the case of ion drink, the master ordered the beverages that
had already been prepared into the kitchen to be taken out of
the kitchen, so the staff didn’t know anything about it.
However, apart from preventing the leak of confidentiality,
Bruno’s store owner who has no morality was terribly
annoying and irritating.
'You even copied the set menu and coupons, but you are also
stealing?’
I just let it go the other day because you clumsily imitate it,
but this time you’ve crossed the line.
“What should I do…”
My forehead frowned and I rubbed my temple.
“I’ll spill a fake recipe over there. The one that is costly and
the labor costs are very high.”
'As expected, one of us alone is useful.’
As I am amazed inside, I came up with a way to make them
feel even more difficult.
“I have to use the patent right on the magic tools of my
brother Belreck.”
When selling magic tools, 30 percent of it is my share, so I
tried to distribute it when other restaurant’s businesses had
inquiries about buying the blenders or whipping machines.
Actually, I bought an automatic whipping machine from the
Maisond and used it.
The object that other stores used, and if I can’t use it alone, it
will be a big blow, right?
“I’m not going to make any deal with Bruno, the store owner,
in the future.”
You can rule out those you don’t like.
This is one of the powerful advantages of patents.
“I will make a black list by pulling out all the shops and store
owners that are operated by Bruno.”
The master spoke with a light sigh.
“If you turn the princess as an enemy, you will be eliminated
from the competition endlessly. You even monopolize the
formula patents..…”
“There is also Master’s stake in the formula patent.”
“At that time, I think it’s always fortunate when I take one
step.”
He smirked.
'I am more fortunate.’
Honestly, it’s not a waste of money for the Master.
Thanks to Blanchia’s manpower and various distribution
networks, Armand’s first store was on track at a fast pace. It
was an absolutely impossible speed by doing alone.
'I am comfortable because I only need to focus on the
planning and ideas.’
I wanted to maintain a good balance of give and take with
him.
We matched well, so I don’t want to ask for more trouble.
It was also the reason for continuing to hesitate on
investigating Isidor at other information guilds.
'I can’t predict how the Master will react if I get caught
searching here and there.’
“Ah! Master.”
“Yes?”
“Sir Isidor… Oh, never mind.”
Instead, I slightly took a peek at my regret.
“Why do you stop talking?”
He narrowed his eyebrows slightly.
“Just because, it’s not a big deal…”
“I’m curious even if it’s nothing.”
“If you want to know, it’s for 9 gold 99 silver…”
Even before the joke was over, he picked up 10 gold coins
piled up like a top on the table and pushed it towards me.
'Oh my God, that miser is giving me money?’ {Miser = A
person who is reluctant to spend, sometimes to the point of
forgoing even basic comforts and some necessities, in order to
hoard money or other possessions.}
As expected! When the story of Isidor comes out, his reaction
is a little different from usual.
My doubts about the relationship between the Master and
Isidor grew deeper, but I tried to speak calmly.
“It’s really nothing. I tried to say that Sir Isidor’s performance
in the jousting match left a deep impression. He has excellent
swordsmanship like you said.”
“…..”
“It’s a good thing asking him to promote the takeout. If Sir
Isidor did it, everyone would follow him.”
The Master put a cube of sugar into the tea without saying
anything, and I took the 10 gold as I glanced at his reaction.
'Let’s stop until here today.’
In any case, the recipe leak problem has been resolved, but
now another problem remains.
“Master. How is the preparation of the menu for next
season?”
“The staff came up with a good idea.”
He handed over a plan from the manager of Armand.
“Hm. That’s a good idea.”
The weather is still hot, so the smoothie goes well, but when it
gets chilly, it’s time for the effectiveness to drop.
Armand was already preparing a fall menu to attract
customers’ attention with a different season menu.
“That season’s menu felt cumbersome at first, but as it
proceeded, it was fun and nice.”
“Look. I said that it would all work out.”
I shrugged like I was showing off.
The season menu was a kind of limited edition strategy.
'It’s a special drink that you can’t drink except in this period,
so it gives you the pressure that you have to drink it at least
once within the period.’
Because only the seasonal special menu offers two coupon
stamps, so it gave customers a pleasant illusion of drinking a
more special drink.
It was possible to drastically reduce costs by using abundant
seasonal ingredients, and enjoy a constructive image of a store
that develops a variety of menus for customers.
'I heard the news that the atmosphere of the employees has
also improved.’
When they come up with good ideas, they are given
incentives, so everyone seemed to be actively participating in
the development of the season menu.
If the menus they participated in are actually released, the
sense of belonging and pride of the employees will increase.
“Oh, and I’m in the middle of designing a magic tool…”
Curiosity passed over the Master’s eyes.
He was also very excited about the blender and the whipping
machine.
“I have to test it first, but somehow I think I can make it. It
seemed like my brother Belreck, who was the right person for
the job, is free at the moment.”
I already barely swallowed a sigh that was about to come out.
'The most fussy.’
Slave No. 2 always pretends to be busy and avoid hardship, so
I have to grill him in advance whenever he has his free time.
CHAPTER 75

As soon as Belreck saw Deborah approaching him, he

shuddered his shoulders reflexively.
‘I can’t believe I’m scared of my sister.’
However, she knows a lot of my weaknesses so he couldn’t
help it.
He got one more thing to be worried about.
'Fuck.’
Belreck, who had recently been stuck in the tower only
because of the preparation of the artifacts to be exhibited at
the exhibition, stopped by at the library of Seymour after a
long time and realized that the internal data classification
system had changed dramatically.
“The book list card cabinet? Who brought in something like
this? Could it be that you designed this?”
I hope that’s not the case, but the lady, who is believed to
have been brought in by Deborah, replied brightly to the point
it’s unpleasant.
“It was Princess Deborah!”
The rotten feeling without knowing why passed through his
spine.
While walking around the townhouse garden, swallowing an
ominous sense of touching a beehive, he encountered his
younger sister who looked like a viper.
‘No wonder I didn’t want to come home recently.’
“Please make this.”
Deborah approaches suddenly and presents a blueprint with a
shameless face.
This time, she has drawn a bizarre magic tool that has the
ability to apply heat to the bottom at the same time as it
rotates at high speed.
It was creepy because it was an elaborate drawing that he
could roughly infer the function.
He had a high understanding of the mechanism, so she wanted
to entrust the blueprint of this attack type magic tool.
“Deborah, what are you doing with magic tools these days? In
Seymour, the only thing that can be covered up like a
persimmon is until the lower-ranked nobles. More than that,
you can be brought to trial.”
“It’s not like that.”
Deborah muttered in a begrudging voice.
“What do you mean no! Apparently, it’s a magic tool that
secretly sprays poison gas from poisonous liquid that has been
heated!”
Not only poison gas, adding the magic missile function to
such a machine seemed to be quite intimidating as a military
weapon.
“You are suspicious and framing me again.”
“How can I not be suspicious of you? How dare you bring a
slave contract with a toxin clause to Seymour’s successor and
your heavenly brother. Hey, you swindler!”
Whenever Belreck thought of a contract written in finely
small letters like the grain of sesame, he felt so provoked that
he woke up while sleeping.
He has never seen such a contract like a thug for the first time.
It was then.
Deborah raised the corner of her mouth with a strange gaze.
“Who is the heavenly brother?”
“What?”
“You decided to call me your sister.”
At the moment, the bullshit that had fluttered out his mouth
before passed by his head like a flash of light.
The terrifying nature that he felt before was exactly this.
Deborah lightly tapped the artifact with a recording function
as if she had been waiting and there was a recording of a ten-
minute long conversation that he wanted to erase.
“What would I do if I prove that I’m not bluffing?”
“Ha! I will personally call you Deborah, sister.”
“This, no, no way.”
Belreck was so embarrassed by the bare evidence, so his voice
cracked roughly.
“If the problem about the librarian was solved properly, my
brother promised to call me sister. Do you think I could just
pass by that important remark?”
“I, I can’t believe you recorded that one slip of tongue that
was in fit of anger cheaply! Can you still call yourself a classy
aristocratic lady?”
Belreck shoots with a pale face, then tries to snatch the magic
stone in Deborah’s hand.
But somehow her reflex nerves were quite good, she quickly
stepped back.
“I’m sorry, but even if you break this, I have various copies in
my hand. I have quite a lot of magic artifacts like this.””
“This crazy.”
“If you make it well according to the blueprint, I’ll forget
about you calling me a sister, so don’t worry.”
Deborah narrowed her eyes like a snake.
“Of course, if you are unkind to my vassals for nothing, I
might change my mind a little.”
Pretending to be worried about her vassals and naturally
threatening himself.
Belreck grinds his teeth at Deborah’s meticulousness to even
take care of the justification.
“What kind of malicious devil…”
“If I am the real devil, I would have sold this audio recording
to brother Rosad very expensively. So let’s make it as
villainous as possible.”
'You’re selling to it to Rosad?’
He couldn’t think of it until that far, so his spine became cold.
Rosad, who has a bad personality, may grab a boat and roll
over as soon as he hears my recorded voice.
Although Belreck was born later than Rosad by one glance, he
would never call him his older brother even if his mouth is
torn.
When the nickname problem came up that contained his pride,
he urgently changed his attitude.
“Deborah. Actually, making artifacts is the most fun in the
world. Leave it to me. I’ll make it as fast as possible.”
“I’ll come by often to see the situation’s progress. The design
of the central part of the drawing is not perfect. Well, good
luck.”
After Deborah patted him on the shoulder as if treating her
younger brother, she suddenly left.
Belreck, who was left alone, hit his chest strongly as if he had
a mute cold heart, then pulled out his hair.
If he wanted to get out of this terrible situation, he had no
choice but to marry off Deborah as soon as possible, but he
couldn’t think of a suitable magician that could satisfy my
father.
If you bring the wrong man, you might be kicked out of the
house… … .
No, is there even a man who will marry my sister in the first
place that could threaten the reliable Lord Visconti and bring
him around like a decoration?
He touched his temples with a very dark face.
***
‘Sigh.’
After meeting Belreck, only I was exhausted.
I frauded his abilities but he wasn’t usually fickle to deal with.
You have to argue for at least 10 minutes to get something
done.
Because he hated it like he was a person involved in crime
The results are the same anyway, but why does Belreck
always repeat meaningless rebellion?
'I think the youngest son is a lot more dignified than the
second son in this house.’
Enrique is too precocious, though.
'He even treats me like a real teacher.’
“Thank you for taking the time for me.”
“Thank you for the great teaching. Sister.“ {Note: Awww our
precious baby Enrique T_T}
With his adult-like tone, I felt like I had become an older
grandfather for some reason.
I wanted to get closer, so I’m trying to find a reasonable
excuse. However, I feel like it keeps flowing in a different
direction from my intentions.
‘Oh? It’s Enrique.’
As if he became a gentleman, and I could see Enrique in the
distance.
The hot wind gently swept the child’s silver hair.
The flowers that bloomed in August were extraordinarily
colorful, but Enrique, standing tall like a doll in front of a
blooming rose, looked achromatic without knowing why.
Enrique, who had a pale face like a blank paper, quickly
passed through the bushes and disappeared toward the annex.
'What is it? You just looked very depressed.’
I narrowed my eyebrows because the small back that looked
like he was carrying a large burden shadowed my eyes.
***
“I heard that the ranking is first place, but there is not much
difference from the second place compared to last semester.
Young master.”
“This is a famous private tutor in the capital, which Duke
Seymour gave specially for you. Other family members are
not given this opportunity. We have to work harder to not
disappoint and let down the Duke.”
As the nanny, Madame Karil said, Enrique knew that he had
to work harder and put more effort, but he didn’t want to lift a
hand.
Summer is the worst for the child.
It was because the heat felt like it was pressing mercilessly on
both of his shoulders.
Especially when it’s the 8th month, the body becomes heavier
as if wearing a wet cotton cloth.
'I’m tired.’
Enrique, who was doing the homework like a pile of
mountains left behind by the tutor, looked at a tapestry with a
heroic narrative drawn with a blank face.
‘Homework, I have to finish it.’
His body kept getting exhausted.
Enrique had an unpleasant dream of drowning into the black
swamp every night.
The snake caught the itchy leg and he couldn’t struggle free.
After waking up from the nightmare, Enrique tossed around
with open eyes for a while because he couldn’t fall asleep
again in fear.
He had weak physical strength because he’s a child, but he
couldn’t sleep properly at night, so it’s inevitable to become
lethargic during the day.
Enrique, who was drawing a viper swallowing the warrior
with his eyes on the tapestry with an empty expression,
suddenly stood up at the passing thought.
It was because of the person who immediately came to mind
when it comes to vipers.
His head was blank, but he suddenly came to his senses for a
moment.
'Today, it is the day I have tutoring with my sister Deborah!’
The moment he remembered the facts he had forgotten, he felt
my spine became colder.
'Like a fool!’
He had promised.
Instead of going to the teacher, he decided to come to the
library at this time of the week.
"Young master! Are you going to the library to read books
again? Have you finished your homework for today?”
The nanny called up to him with a stern face, but Enrique did
not respond as he rushed out of the annex and ran to the
library.
CHAPTER 76

‘I’m thirty minutes late.’

It’s all over.
Because his sister is not a very generous person.
As he was gasping for breath in a hazy mood, a white face and
purple hair came into his sight.
“It’s hot, so walk slowly.”
“Gasp, gasp, I’m sorry for making you wait. Sister. I have to
keep my promises well but……”
“I won’t get mad just because you are late so don’t worry. I
am generous with my students”
Her reaction was unexpected.
She even looks at him with warm eyes, so Enrique lowered
his head in amazement.
'Strange.’
To the child, his sister was like a viper staring at him with
fierce eyes.
Enrique had no choice but to keep his thorns closer like a
hedgehog to his sister, who did not even hide her dissatisfied
feelings.
However, he’s getting more confused these days about what
kind of person his sister Deborah is.
During class, there were times when her eyes that were
looking at him looked kind
She was much more difficult than dissecting a poetry in which
the sentences didn’t fit back and forth.
'You shouldn’t let down your guards.’
If you collect the thorns, it may bite more painfully.
However, even though he was feeling anxious, Enrique keeps
visiting the library with his sister every week, as if checking
something.
It wasn’t just because he was simply very interested in the
formula.
“Come here.”
His sister tapped on the seat next to him.
As he sat down carefully, she shook the bell and instructed the
servant to bring drinks and snacks.
“The weather today is very hot. Right?“
A voice that sounded soft tickled his ears.
Feeling even more weird, Enrique fiddled the cup with water
droplets and lowered his thick silvery lashes.
“Enrique.”
“Yes?”
“After drinking this, go take a break. If you study hard on a
hot day, you will be affected by heat.”
'You’re telling me to go?’
He was greatly surprised at the sudden celebration.
“I’m sorry for being late…”
"Wait a minute.”
She cut his words with an urgent voice somewhere.
“I meant for you to rest because your complexion doesn’t look
too good. However, since you have a strong means of
learning, let’s review the basics today.”
His sister opened the textbook.
Anyone could know it was the handwriting she wrote herself
because it felt somewhat angular and unique.
He has met many tutors, but his sister was the only teacher
who made textbooks herself.
'Do you really mean to want to raise me as your student?’
Because he never made a mistake with the problems her sister
gave him
‘However my sister is not really interested in my exam’s
result slip’.
The nanny disciplined him with fierce eyes, saying that if the
ranks and grades were lower, he would not meet the Duke’s
expectation at this rate.
But his sister was the opposite.
“The problem must have been tricky, but you always patiently
try to solve it all. ”
She always valued the process and encouraged him by saying
that trying new things that were difficult was great.
“Huk, cu, cute.”
“What?”
“You, your writing is cute. It’s round. Ha. Ha.”
He was often confused by her, who kept saying strange words,
but strangely he relaxed slowly.
Enrique dropped his hardened shoulders confidently and
listened to his sister’s voice.
“You have to add here. And, if you substitute the
number……”
When they were in class, his sister’s voice was particularly
soft.
The tone was moderate, so it sounded like a lullaby.
As he was reviewing what he already knew, Enrique only
listened to her calm voice, and began to nod his head at some
point.
'Ah, I’m sleepy……’
As he was hearing the calm voice, his eyelid kept getting
heavy.
Her long purple hair, fluttering like a curtain in front of his
eyes, gave off a pleasant scent that made his body drowsy.
The sensitive child was vaguely aware with his sense that the
opponent in front of him was not a viper, but a person whom
he can loosen his guard to.
Though he never admitted it with his head.
'Oh, you shouldn’t do this.’
Enrique hurriedly pinched his thigh.
However, he couldn’t sleep well all this time because of the
scary dream of falling into the swamp, so he began to feel the
unbearable drowsiness as if a dam collapsed.
His vision soon turned white.
Enrique fell asleep in the warm sun shining through the
library window.
While having a dream that feels so sweet after a long time
***
'Perhaps are you sleeping?’
Enrique keeps showing off his unseemly appearance today.
He is always sharply on time like a knife, but suddenly he
comes late in a messy appearance, and he suddenly falls
asleep during class.
'Why?’
The fact that Enrique, who was always focused with an
upright posture suddenly fell asleep, might be either his
wariness about me has eased a little or he’s very tired.
'I wish it was the former, but if you look at the condition of
Enrique today, it might be the latter.’
I sighed as I saw Enrique’s dark eyes and pale tired face.
What’s so hard at this young age that he would suddenly sleep
so soundly?
‘It’s even more concerning as he’s too matured.’
I was disturbed as I was reminded of that lonely face in the
garden last time.
Maybe it’s because I thought of Yoon Do-Hee from Enrique’s
back full of burden.
I remembered myself from my previous life when looking at
his back that is somehow like an old man.
I have always been told that I am a grown-up and a kind child.
I hate to see my mother feeling upset for not having money,
so I often gave up my things to my sister and younger brother.
The grandmother often said that I was a child who was quiet
and calm who didn’t require much care.
Of course, I wasn’t so smart or cute like Enrique.
'By the way, you are sleeping very well.’
I watched softly at Enrique who was sleeping soundly.
Enrique, who has been sleeping soundly until the evening
glow coloured the window, woke up at some point so I
flinched in surprised.
“Huk!”
Enrique breathed in vain.
As the paper stuck to the corner of his mouth fell down, I saw
his eyes full of embarrassment.
The child looked at me with a sleepy face.
“Well, I wasn’t going to sleep, but why did I suddenly sleep,
I’m sorry…”
“I am a generous teacher who doesn’t get mad. Don’t worry.“
However, Enrique didn’t try to listen to me at all, as if it was
quite shocking that he had a good sleep during class.
“My sister accepted me as your student, you taught me every
week and you made the questions, but I was late, slept, and
disappointed you.”
Enrique’s big eyes fluttered.
As he is more courteous for his age, his appearance of
strictness against his mistakes has increased the
uncomfortable feelings that I felt since before.
“Why are you saying that?”
I lightly squeezed Enrique’s shoulder in panic.
“I am not disappointed with you at all. If I am to confess
honestly, I thought that your appearance of sleeping soundly
is very cute.”
Enrique’s pale cheek turned red like an apple as he took out
his handkerchief to cover the dry saliva on his mouth.
'Oops, He doesn’t like hearing that he’s cute.’
Enrique suddenly jumped up from his seat, thinking he had
been treated as a child.
'But it’s true that he’s a child?’
I quickly snatched and put Enrique next to me, who was
already starting the engine, to make a sudden run.
"Right, I got it! I’ll cancel the word that you are cute”
“Let me go!”
“I’ll say you are cool instead. My Enrique is the coolest in the
world, even if they don’t know the word and are drooling.”
“Don’t, don’t make fun of me!”
I let Enrique go and smirk at the appearance of his struggling
arms and legs.
He looked exhausted with a tired face, but he looked a little
energized.
Enrique’s earlobe and neck were red, like an apple even when
I teased only a little.
I continued talking and followed behind the child who snores
soundly.
“Enrique, are you angry?”
“…..”
“I’m not making fun of you. It’s because you are really cool.”
"Lie!”
“Hmm. Are you saying that this angel-like teacher is lying?”
“Euck.”
I lightly stroked the hair of the trembling child and repeatedly
said he is cool several times.
“Since our brothers’ faces are as much as the national
treasures, you will also grow up coolly. Won’t you maybe
grow much bigger than me?”
Enrique inflated his white cheeks and pouted his lips.
Still, he didn’t brush off my hand stroking his head like
before.
“Young master!”
Enrique, who was leaving his head with a fat cat-like
expression, flinched and stepped back at the murky voice
heard from afar.
A middle-aged woman came out with a strict look and
approached Enrique’s place.
“Who are you?”
“I greet Princess Deborah. I’m Madame Karil, the nanny of
the young master.”
Enrique, who was previously sulking, changed into a polite
and adult-like expression as he faced the woman.
“The young master has bothered the princess until the late
hour. Then, we will go first.”
“Wait a minute, who’s being a bother? Don’t speak in such a
way when you don’t even know what’s going on. I meant for
you to be careful with your words.”
As I shot back coldly, a light of embarrassment passed on the
middle-aged woman’s face for a moment.
“I am the one who’s holding back Enrique. Have a good
dinner, Enrique.”
“…..”
“See you again. Little brother.”
Enrique, who slowly blinked his big eyes with a look of
surprise, politely bowed his head to me and walked to the
annex with the nanny.
'Hmm.’
The uncomfortable sensation that I felt earlier becomes
stronger.
I had a strange feeling that I shouldn’t just let it pass by like
this.
CHAPTER 77

Pouring–.
For a long time, I’ve been looking at the townhouse that has
turned dark due to the rain.
Since this is a Mediterranean climate, there is no rainy season,
but rain has been pouring out for several days.
The atmosphere of the mansion felt heavy, perhaps because
Duke Seymour was away from the estate due to the recent
explosion.
Recently, the situation in the East region was turning
unexpectedly.
It was because while tracking the location of the barbarian
chief, a monster wave suddenly occurred.
It was also the reason that Rosad’s return to the capital was
delayed.
‘I think I saw this part in a novel.’
The cause of the sudden monster wave was a crack that
occurred in the eastern barrier.
Because of the poisonous monsters, the monster colony had
no choice but to move to the east as if fleeing.
Currently, Rosad is defending the territory from invasion by
monsters, and the Duke was constantly going back and forth
between the capital and the province using the magic gate to
handle the messy atmosphere.
'It’s a crack in the barrier.’
The setting of cracks and the demons popping out of the
goddess’ barrier provides an active stage and opportunity to
fling for the Mia Binoche with divine powers, but it is just a
risk factor for me.
'Why does that happen?’
There is not enough probability to convince that it is simply a
measure to make the female lead stand out.
“Sigh.”
I couldn’t even guess, so I let out a sigh.
'Why did I have to be in such an incomplete novel?’
As I looked at the flower garden drenched in dark green while
pressing my temples, I stopped my worries about the
unanswered problem and headed to Armand.
When I got off the carriage, I left the escort at the front door
and took a key out of the robe.
It was a key shared by only the core members of the business.
After opening the small side door at the back of the store and
shook the calling bell, the manager of Armand appeared
hurriedly.
There were two rooms in the basement, but one is a room with
a teleport connected to Blanchia, and the other is my
laboratory and office.
“What is the situation at Naria recently? Is it going well?”
I asked darkly, pressing on my robe.
“They firmly believed in the false recipes. They heard rumors
that they need to buy a lot of expensive medicinal herbs to
make the ion drink.”
I laughed at them in my heart.
No matter how much you brew the herbs, you won’t be able
to make this whole drink even if you die.
If you cling onto the scheduled fail matter and undergo all
sorts of trial and error, the money, time and manpower will
collapse.
This is why you have to use people’s hearts carefully.
'By the way, the sales over here have dropped a lot.’
The rain continued to pour like a hole pierced the sky in the
last few days, so the sales graph that was kicking the roof was
drawing a naked downward curve.
'What should I do.’
There will be times when bad weather continues in the future.
'Weather…..’
As I was contemplating, I opened my mouth to a sudden idea
that came to my mind.
“Manager. Let’s make a menu called <Tea of the Day>.”
“Tea of the Day?”
I gave a detailed explanation to the manager of Armand, who
made a puzzled expression.
“I’m introducing and recommending a special and fresh tea
that suits the weather and atmosphere of the day to the
customers. So that they are reminded of our store when the
weather changes.”
“Aha, I see.”
“I heard that the set menu sells very well to busy magicians
and officials who don’t want to worry about what to eat. With
a similar principle, <Tea of the Day> will have a similar effect
to regular customers who are tired of the existing menu but
are bothered to think about what to eat.”
In addition, <Tea of the Day> has an effect of clearing the
stock.
Popular tea leaves favored by customers are always
expensive, even though they are of poor quality.
Through <Tea of the Day>, tea leaves with less recognition
can be easily sold to customers.
However, you should use fresh and high-quality tea leaves so
the customers accept it well and feel proud for taking on the
adventure.
The manager wrote down my words devoutly without leaving
any words.
At some point, the store owner, who was suspicious of my
appearance covered in robes while feeling doubtful of me who
seemed young at first glance, began to support me like a god
of business, maybe because of the incredible sales.
“Oh also, quickly brew strong scented tea leaves today so that
it permeates the entire store.”
On humid days, there are more water droplets in the air, so the
scent sticks to the nose better and spreads slowly.
A rainy day means a better day to savor the fragrance of tea.
The good scent also has a calming effect.
I wanted to make people who entered the store through the
rain feel calm and relaxed.
New menus and events are also important, but in the end, the
restaurant’s business is from the regular customers’ sales.
Because it was important to make a good impression and
make them look for it in the future, much attention was paid
to the atmosphere and cleanliness of the store even if it cost a
lot of labor.
“I will proceed as instructed.”
“How is the menu for the autumn season going?”
“The development is coming to an end.”
He handed out a paper.
“What is this?”
“This is a promotional phrase for next season’s menu posters
and banners.”
I skimmed the paper and kicked my tongue inside.
'The phrase is too honest?’
People here don’t have any skills to delude the customers.
It’s fine to add an appropriate exaggeration, but it was so
naive and easygoing that I often let out a sigh.
'Maybe, the previous world tasted too spicy.’ {She was saying
how the previous world is more extreme}
“Give me a quill pen.”
“Yes.”
I dipped it in the red ink, corrected all the text, and stood up.
“Lord owner. Is this true?”
“Well, so what? There is no way to check the authenticity. If
only the customers feel good, wouldn’t it be enough?”
“….I see. There is no way to check.”
The manager got up from his site and tried to ignore my gaze
of staring at him like a real thug.
I went up the stairs in the basement, through the back door of
the store and calmly came out of the main gate. Then, I
headed to the biggest toy store located in Yones district by
riding the carriage.
It was to buy Enrique’s gift.
'I can’t believe it’s his birthday.’
As soon as I heard the news that Enrique’s birthday is
approaching, I don’t know how surprised I was.
If I didn’t bribe and threaten the maid who works at Enrique’s
annex, I would almost let it pass by without even giving a
present.
***
As I somehow felt ill feelings from the nanny named Karil, I
threatened a maid who had worked for a long time at
Enrique’s annex.
As I spilled the maid’s family personal information, she
confessed everything while trembling, thinking that I would
harm them.
“Recently, Enrique doesn’t look well, is he hurt?”
At my question, the maid shook her head with a pale face.
“Maybe it’s because the young master takes a lot of private
lessons.”
“But still, it doesn’t mean that the amount of study suddenly
doubled or tripled.”
"Oh! And by this time of year, he doesn’t have much appetite
and isn’t in a good condition.”
“Why?”
“The young master suffered greatly as he was born
prematurely when he was a baby. Madame Karil said the
aftereffects of it could even greatly influence him now.
Actually, after this period passes, he will get better quickly.”
‘This gibberish that doesn’t even make sense……”
It was absurd to believe that such bullshit was real.
“Then are you saying that Enrique is in bad condition at this
time every year?”
"Yes. Princess.”
Suddenly, he doesn’t eat well.
He’s a child who was always nervous in front of me, but it
must mean he has insomnia if he suddenly fell asleep like that
during class.
As far as I can see, it’s a typical stress symptom. It’s also
quite similar to the symptoms of depression.
Suddenly, a speculation passed through my head and I
frowned.
'No way, he’s not.’
However, most of the kids look forward to their birthday, but
the fact that Enrique is stressed out at this time and had to
think negatively of his birthday……
At that time, a fragment of a small piece of memory came to
my mind.
Birthday.
Rather than being happy to receive a bunch of expensive gifts
from his family and relatives, Deborah hates when she sees
his expressionless younger brother and thinks of Enrique as an
old man inside.
Moreover, it was the year when Enrique achieved his 2nd
circle magician at a young age with his extraordinary talent.
Deborah, who had no magic sensitivity at all, stared at the
child while feeling a strong sense of inferiority.
It was then.
Enrique suddenly disappeared in the middle of a meal.
In the midst of the mess, Deborah slipped out of her seat. This
is because she did not like her indirect relatives very much.
“Blurgh!”
The child who came out from the party was throwing up on
the lawn.
With a very painful face.
“Young master. How can you come out in the middle of the
meal, what if you made everyone worried on your birthday?
You will only disappoint the duke who held the big party at
most.”
I suddenly realized the identity of the ominous feeling and the
feeling of reluctance during tutoring that I felt from the nanny.
CHAPTER 78

“Young Master, you’re forbidden to go out until all of your

homework is finished. ”
Madame Karil threatened Enrique with a soft tone.
She said that because she already knew that this child would
not be able to finish his homework.
The tutors who were hired according to Madame Karil’s
liking were working thoroughly according to her instructions.
The fact that the Duke of Seymour hired a famous tutor for
Enrique in the first place was one of Madame Karil’s lies in
order to control Enrique.
“It’s all for you.”
She said such things like a habit.
***
“…”
Looking at the heavy rain tapping on the window with a thin
and sickly face, Enrique dropped the quill pen from his hand
helplessly.
Maybe it’s because his head was blank, but no matter how
much he did his homework, it never ended.
The humid heat had become so intense, so Enrique flapped his
clothes several times.
Enrique really hated that his birthday was approaching. He
kept having nightmares, and he became anxious.
He knows in his mind that it will pass by soon, but right now,
he felt so frustrated at a height where he couldn’t even escape.
“Since the duchess’s death, the Duke has only been focusing
on his work. He won’t be able to forget her, so he won’t feel
good whenever he sees the young master.”
It seems that everything is because of himself.
All the more so when his mother’s death anniversary
approaches.
‘I can’t breathe.’
Enrique, who was lying face down on his desk, threw his gaze
on the tapestry on the floor for a long time which shows a
picture of a viper with sharp teeth.
“Who’s being a bother? Don’t speak in such a way when you
don’t even know what’s going on.”
Suddenly, he remembered the moment when his older sister
snapped coldly at the nanny.
Some might say she’s like a viper, but somehow he felt that
she was like a warrior at that moment.
Enrique was biting his lips to the point of bleeding, then got
up from his seat and stepped outside.
If he stayed in this swampy palace silently like this, he would
be forced into the fear that would be locked until the end of
his hair.
“Young master, where are you going?”
The nanny hastily followed after Enrique as he ran out
towards the entrance of the annex.
As the nanny snatched his arm, Enrique looked up at her with
a pale face.
“Where are you going to go when it’s raining like this? I
know you haven’t finished all of your homework.”
“Today, it’s the day I meet my sister. I have to go!”
“You are saying that Princess Deborah is coming to see you in
such nasty weather? Don’t be ridiculous and go back in there.
You’re going to catch a cold at this rate before your birthday!
Are you trying to make everyone worried?”
The nanny pulls his arm roughly.
Enrique hastily tried to break free from her hands because it
was so similar to the touch of the snake that had been tied to
his limbs in his dreams.
But strangely, he didn’t have any strength in his body.
So the child struggled to open his mouth.
“I’m not trying to do that. I’m going to study. My sister
accepted me as a student. I promised to go out to see her every
week.”
Enrique, who could barely speak with his trembling lips,
gasped violently.
Madam Karil’s eyes were cruelly distorted when the usually
obedient child talked back.
She thought that he was going out to the library to read books,
but in fact, he has been seeing Princess Deborah constantly.
‘You mean you’ve been hiding it like a rat? How dare you.’
When the pampered child didn’t move as she intended, she
clenched her teeth.
When she recalled Princess Deborah’s red eyes, which had a
sharp piercing gaze like an awl, she felt even more
unbearable.
Deborah Seymour, that damn brat, must have infused the
perfect Young Master Enrique with her bad influence.
“Young master. Wake up!”
Madame Karil shook Enrique’s small shoulders.
“I understand that you’re having a hard time these days
because of the many homework assignments. You must have
wanted to spend time with the princess. But Princess Deborah
is just simply playing around with you.”
The nanny glowed brightly as she watched Enrique shake his
head.
“No way then… Do you think that Princess Deborah really
cares about you? You also know that it’s ridiculous, right?”
She spoke with a sneer.
“You were born after taking the life of your mother. But how
could her daughter, Princess Deborah, ever like you?”
Water drops filled Enrique’s long lashes like tears before
rolling down his cheeks.
“Nobody cares more about Young Master Enrique and
worries about your future as much as I do. You know that.”
Bending her knees to match his gaze, she whispered
affectionately.
“I want you to be respected and better than anyone else.”
Enrique’s silver eyes widened significantly.
“The Duke must be sad because the death anniversary of his
wife is approaching, but if you don’t want to be hated, be
more polite and study harder… Heuk!”
Enrique had no choice but to open his eyes like a deer caught
in headlights as his older sister, who appeared like a ghost,
pulled the hair behind the back of his nanny’s head
mercilessly.
“Sis, sister?!”
“Haven’t I clearly advised you back then? Watch what you
say.”
She mutters coldly.
“Ahhh!!”
“Everyone takes my words, the princess, very lightly.”
Madame Karil’s neat hair became disheveled in an instant, but
the Princess held her hair tightly, with her red eyes gleaming,
and then suddenly gritted her teeth.
“The more I think about it, the more angrier I get! This
psycho is spewing out anything as you like!!”
“Prin, Princess, what, what kind of wicked and despicable
behaviour is this! Ahhh!!”
“What the hell are you doing? How dare you say such cruel
things to my brother?”
“Please let go of me!”
“Where in the world is there such a lovely child like
Enrique!”
Enrique blinked his eyes wildly as he looked at his sister, who
was furious like a fire.
'She said I’m lovely.’
The rain stopped little by little, but without knowing why, the
view continued to blur as if they were in the middle of a
heavy rain.
***
The reason why I felt uncomfortable with the nanny and
bribed the maid was because Enrique’s words kept bothering
me.
“I was late, slept, and disappointed you.”
'Disappointed?’
Children usually worry about getting scolded whenever they
do something wrong, and not about disappointing others.
An adult-like child who thinks of other people’s emotions
before himself.
“Mom, I’m sorry for making you sad. I won’t disappoint you
again in the future.”
I was like that in my previous life.
Perhaps, from the beginning… I may have superimposed my
childhood self from his adult-like appearance.
The moment Enrique said that, I found my old wounds in the
child, so I had no choice but to doubt the nature of the child’s
guardian.
“Mom will be happy if Do-Hee yielded to her younger
brother.”
My previous life’s parents often said things that meant they
would be disappointed if I didn’t be nice.
Looking back, I couldn’t really be honest with how I felt
because I cared more about my parents’ feelings.
'Actually, I didn’t want to yield. Of course I wanted to have a
new toy too.’
As I did not take care of myself, my self-esteem declined and
I became more and more frustrated.
‘It’s bad to force a child to feel that way, but they don’t
usually perceive it as bad.’
There are people who would secretly use the empathy of
others to treat people as they pleased.
Similar to gaslighting.
And this nanny named Karil was the worst among the bad
guys.
Because she was manipulating Enrique by stimulating the
feelings of guilt and subtly controlling the heart of the child,
who just wanted to be loved by his father.
Enrique was especially ill during this of the year because
Madame Karil constantly makes the child aware of the death
anniversary of the Duchess.
After bruising the gentle child’s heart, the duplicity of
pretending to be the only one taking care of the wound gave
me goosebumps.
“Ahhhh!”
Whether this evil psycho screamed or not, I pulled her hair
roughly.
I couldn’t stand it as if something was boiling inside of me.
“Prin, princess, please calm down!”
The maids of the annex ran and began to stop me while being
petrified.
I pulled out a handful of the nanny’s hair because there was
no one who dared to actively touch my body.
"Let’s go.”
I carefully clasped Enrique’s little hand as I gnashed my teeth
and threw her hair on the floor.
“It’s the day of our class today.”
Enrique, who was looking up at me with big sullen eyes,
wiggles his cute little hand in surprise.
I spoke coldly to Enrique’s maids.
“This nanny, make sure she doesn’t appear in front of me
again. If even a single piece of her clothing catches my eye, I
will hold all of you accountable.”
“Prin-, Princess.”
Leaving the mess behind me, I brought Enrique, who
carefully held my hand, into the annex.
CHAPTER 79

“Young, Young Master Enrique?”

The servants stared at me like I’m a kidnapper.
“He’ll be staying with me for the time being.”
Of all things, my father had to be out of the estate at the
moment, so I was thinking of staying with Enrique until he
returned.
“I will prepare the clothes for the young master to wear first.”
While the attendants looked after Enrique, who was
frightened and drenched in the rain, I instructed them to bring
a cake and hot tea.
After a while, Enrique came out with a fluffy face and
hesitated in front of me.
Seeing Enrique moving in a mess, I narrowed my eyes.
“Enrique.”
“Yep?”
“Why are you suddenly shy? Last time, you were sleeping
soundly until you were drooling. We became close to each
other.”
“Eek!”
“I’m kidding. Sit here.”
After quickly making Enrique sit down in case he would run
away again, I grabbed the fork.
“This is the dessert brought from a store called Armand,
which is the most popular store these days.”
Enrique looked at me with a sulky face, and then opened his
mouth.
“I’ll eat well.”
In the meantime, Enrique, who did not forget to do his polite
greetings, began to eat the fresh cream cakes little by little.
His hand movements gradually accelerated as if the sweet
cake suits his taste.
Then, when I touched the only large strawberry with a fork,
Enrique’s pupils shook quickly.
‘I think you want to eat it.’
These days, it’s not the strawberry season, so freshly kept
strawberries aren’t always available like during spring.
'Of course, nobles can eat them at any time if they want to.’
Unlike Deborah, who needs to get what she wants until she’s
satisfied, Enrique doesn’t seem to have a personality that
actively expresses what he likes.
'I guess he just ate what I gave.’
I picked up the strawberry like a medicine while receiving
Enrique’s patient gaze.
“Ah, try it.”
"Ah?”
As soon as I put the strawberry in Enrique’s mouth while he
had a puzzled face, his eyes widened.
Enrique’s cheeks turned red and wriggled his plump cheeks.
When I gave him the strawberries, I felt that he’s a little
relaxed, so I quickly took the next step.
“Enrique, do you like chess? Or playing cards?”
There aren’t many things that can quickly get rid of an
awkward atmosphere more than playing a game.
Enrique sipped orange juice and opened his mouth.
“Hm. Chess.”
Soon, me and Enrique sat face to face with the chessboard in
the middle.
For the sake of my younger brother’s mood, I decided to play
the game while going easy on him appropriately, but I soon
changed my mind.
'Why are you so good?’
Throughout the class, I thought Enrique’s numerical skills
were extraordinary, but he’s a very smart guy.
“Checkmate.”
Enrique’s pawn, who reached the final row and was promoted
while I was being vigilant, came in front of my king.
“Enrique won.”
Enrique’s big eyes bent slightly. He couldn’t jump in joy
carelessly as he was tactful with his teacher so he was
delighted while covering his mouth.
“You’re great at this. I have to take you as a chess teacher.”
"You didn’t go easy on me because I’m your student?”
“No way. I will definitely win the next game.”
When I challenged Enrique, the gifted chess player, and failed
miserably three times, I played a card flipping game to return
the match.
'I’m ruined.’
His memory skills are so good that I couldn’t win a single
game.
'What is his identity?’
Eventually, as a last resort, Jenga was brought out instead of a
brain battle.
Enrique, who carefully pulled the stick with his small hand,
knocked the Jenga down and grabbed his head.
“This is so difficult!”
"Oh my, has it gotten difficult?”
“Don’t keep making fun of me!”
“It’s because it’s cool. You’re cool.”
“Lies.”
I messed up with Enrique’s hair who was having a brusque
face.
Enrique glared at me coyly, and stared silently at the Jenga
stick that fell on the floor.
“Do you want to do it again?”
Enrique shook his feet back and forth and nodded.
“Yes. Do it again.”
“Sure. You start first.”
As I was playing with Enrique and Jenga for a while, I told
the attendants to prepare dinner.
Enrique hardly eats while having a face that shows no
appetite.
As the outside darkened after a meal, Enrique gazed at the
view of the garden outside the window, which was covered in
darkness, with a pale face as if he had a lot on his mind.
“Enrique.”
“Yep?”
“You know that I’m the strongest and scariest in this house,
right?”
“……”
“Since there is a strong and good-fighting teacher, it means
that the student doesn’t have to worry about anything. Do you
understand?”
Enrique curled up his lips as if my old man-like tone was
funny.
“My student. Won’t you play chess again?”
“……”
He was somehow reluctant. If he wants to do it, the silver eyes
will twinkle like a cat who saw a snack.
“Then, shall we read a book together?”
I went into the study with Enrique, who nodded a little, and I
turned on a lighting sphere with a warm color to create a cozy
atmosphere.
Enrique glances at the bookshelf where romance novels are
lined up.
I quickly picked a poetry book on top.
“This is a collection of poetry our mother read in the past. She
liked literature and poetry quite a bit.”
“……”
Enrique’s big eyes shook quickly.
“I’ll read it. Sit down.”
"Really?”
“Yeah.”
Enrique sat on the sofa at the study first and gazed at me with
somehow a hint of shyness.
The warm-colored lighting made Enrique’s face even more
reddish.
“Ehem.”
Sitting next to Enrique, I cleared my throat and started reading
poems.
Enrique listened closely, just like in class.
However, by the time I read more than half of the poetry
book, he fell asleep with his head on my shoulder. {T: Awww
thiss is sooo precioussss our baby Enrique}
'He’s sleeping well.’
The sound of rain, that acts like a lullaby, constantly patting
my ears.
I gave my shoulder to Enrique, who was sleeping soundly,
and spent the time with my eyes wide open.
***
The next morning.
As soon as my father came up from the territory, he called me
right away.
Maybe he immediately heard the report that I made a mess on
Madame Karil’s head, so Duke Seymour’s face wasn’t good.
Most of the nannies of high-ranking noble families had good
origins.
No matter how much I’m a Seymour’s Princess, I knew I
would offend him because my depravity with Madame Karil
is out of the line.
In addition, Enrique’s nanny was the second cousin of Duke
Seymour.
She is Seymour’s relative.
'Because he has faith in his blood relationship and a close
person, he wouldn’t have been more suspicious of her.’
Madame Karil had a good reputation, and even Enrique’s
maid, whom I had bribed, thought she was motivated to take
care of Enrique.
Duke Seymour was blunt and indifferent to his children, so it
seemed that he thought a nanny with extreme taste would fit
Enrique well.
'She must be a psychopath. She’s secretive so it’s even more
creepy……”
“Deborah. What is the reason for this to happen?”
The Duke of Seymour unexpectedly asked in a very sincere
voice instead of being angry.
He must think that there must be a reason for my actions. If it
had been in the past, he would have been angry straight away,
but the Duke’s attitude toward me has changed a lot all this
time.
I looked straight at him.
“Actually, I should have made her bald, but I regret not doing
more. If my father doesn’t do it, I will unconditionally handle
the nanny.”
I took out a magic stone with a recording function. {T: Lol her
and her magic device}
It contains words spitted by the nanny who loses her rationale
and acted recklessly because Enrique is out of her control.
That day, because Enrique didn’t come out during the tutoring
class, I went to his annex in case he’s sick, and I noticed that
the nanny and Enrique were confronting each other in the
rain.
Had Enrique not tried to come through the heavy rain and
come to the library, it would not have been easy to make the
Duke understand it because there was no evidence.
You might have had a truth battle with Madame Karil.
“Young master was born after taking your mother’s life.”
“The death anniversary of the duchess is approaching, so the
Duke will be sad, but if you do not want to be hated……”
Madame Karil’s cruel voice comes out of the magic stone,
mixed with the crackling sound of rain.
Suddenly, the temperature in all places went down by one
level to the point that it caused goosebumps on my arms.
The Duke who was hearing the recording, was in rage with his
eyes bright blue.
Since the first day of my possession of this body, I realized it
wasn’t until today that I saw a lot of things that were in rage.
The Duke, who has had a frozen expression to the point the
viewers will be nervous, exuded an atmosphere that was like a
poisonous sea snake and stood up from his seat.
CHAPTER 80

Enrique’s nanny was removed from Seymour’s mansion as if

she was scraped out.
Neither mouse nor bird knows why.
From the outside, it will appear that she quit her job because
of unavoidable circumstances.
In the past, I would have thought it was a cold measure for the
honor of the family, but it was interpreted a little differently
after seeing the angry expression of Duke Seymour.
‘It must be the feelings of a parent who don’t want Enrique to
be hurt any more by this.’
The annual birthday party was omitted, and it was heard that
Enrique had spent his birthday alone with Duke Seymour.
I don’t know exactly what the father and son talked about.
'You must have cried.’
The day after his birthday, Enrique’s eyes were swollen like a
carp when only his direct family members, excluding Rosad,
gathered for a meal.
Though his face did not talk, Enrique emptied all of the meat
dishes, and father lightly patted Enrique’s head after the meal,
so I guessed that their conversation went well.
‘It’s a relief.’
“Sister!”
After dinner, Enrique hurriedly followed me back to the
annex.
I walked according to the child’s steps, and lightly tidied up
the silver hair that was disheveled over his forehead.
“Enrique, you must be following me because you are angry
that I didn’t give you a present.”
“It’s not like that!”
When I spoke in a playful way, Enrique ran around while
floundering his arms,
The reaction was so cute that I thought he would like to be
teased.
'I think my personality keeps getting worse.’
I swallowed my laughter and gently stroked Enrique’s head.
“What do you mean no. It is obvious you are secretly sad
when only my present is not there on the present table.”
“….Not really.”
However, Enrique pout his lips like a chick as if a little
disappointed
“Do you think I wouldn’t prepare a gift for my best student?
Do you know that the best thing always appears at the end?”
When I boasted, curiosity arose in his big eyes.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
I held Enrique’s hand tightly as if hesitating about something,
and walked into the study and handed over the large gift box.
“Here, it’s a gift.”
Enrique couldn’t hide his flustered face when he pulled out
the magician toy with a wand.
Because it was a gift that had already run out of sweetness.
Enrique received as many as three of the best toys that had a
lighting sphere on his wand and made a thunder sound when
tapped.
‘Everyone gave magic toys to the youngest son of the
magician family.’
Everyone, including myself, had a terrible sense of choosing
gifts.
“Thank you.”
After politely saying his gratitude, Enrique looked at the toy
with serious eyes, and belatedly found a note in the box
illuminated by the magician wand.
“What is this?”
The child picked up a light purple notebook.
“Mother’s diary.”
Strictly speaking, it’s more like a doodling book than a diary.
Not only the phrases of poems and novels that were
impressive, but also natural objects such as flowers and birds
were drawn, and there were even crossword puzzles.
Originally, I was planning to make a huge deal with Duke
Seymour once more with this object, but I decided to give it to
Enrique.
‘As expected, I can’t be harsh to a child at all. Besides,
Enrique is so cute.’
His existence alone is lovey dovey so how can I not give it to
him.
“…..”
Enrique’s eyes widened in surprise as if he thought it was
unexpected.
“I accidentally found it while walking around the rose garden
in the past.”
This notebook was used by the Duchess during her pregnancy
with Enrique, so there was quite a lot of content regarding the
child.
I hope Enrique reads the words that were full of the Duchess’
affection for the last child who came like a gift.
[Baby, you don’t know how lovely you are to me.]
Enrique flipped the diary with a slightly trembling hand.
[Your existence alone gave me happiness.]
[How about naming the baby Enrique if it’s a boy and Enrina
if it’s a girl? My busy husband will say that everything is fine
and behave without sincerity, so I’d rather ask Juliet.]
Enrique keeps reading the sentence with his name as if it were
engraved in his eyes.
“Really, was it written by our mother?”
Enrique finally concluded, as if he was choked with tears.
“If you have any doubts, ask father to show you mother’s
letter. If you compare it, the handwriting will be the same.”
“Is it okay to give me such a valuable item?”
Enrique’s voice trembled finely.
“It’s a diary that says how much mother loves you and how
lovely a child you are, so of course I’m giving you.”
The red eyes are filled with transparent tears.
The white cheeks soon soaked in tears.
“Look at it without father knowing. If you get caught, it could
be taken away. I’m not stronger than father.”
Even when I joke, Enrique did not have any thought to stop
crying.
After wiping his damp cheeks with my hands several times, I
gently hugged the child, who was shaking his shoulders
sorrowfully.
“Sorry.”
The sound of suppressing the crying was burning my stomach.
I couldn’t even guess how hard it must have been for him to
be anxious alone.
“I’m really sorry. For being late."
Enrique shook his head violently in my arms.
“Enrique. At time like this, you should be angry at your sister
for being a tactless fool and why she is so late.”
“You are not a fool!”
Enrique shouted and looked up at me with tearful eyes.
"Right. You only need to be honest to your feelings in the
future. Understand?”
These are also words for me in the past, who always lost
confidence because I didn’t have the courage to be hated.
“Because I’m on your side unconditionally.”
Enrique grabbed my hem and started crying louder, as if my
words became the fuse.
“If someone bullies you, tell this sister everything. Next time,
I’m going to make them bald for real instead of mere hair
loss.”
I spoke grimly like a villain and lightly stroked Enrique’s
head.
***
The rain that had been pouring for several days without rest
suddenly stopped and a sunny day began.
Since then, the temperature has dropped significantly, and I
feel quite chilly when the wind blows.
Gardeners were diligently restoring the flower garden, which
was ruined by the surprisingly heavy rain. I was
absentmindedly watching that scene by the window and
suddenly threw my gaze at the blue sky.
'I think the sky is brighter than where I lived in my previous
life.’
Probably because the air is clearer. There is also no fine dust.
Did you say that it was the season of high sky and plump
horses. (autumn).
I felt that autumn suddenly approached due to the deepening
sky.
In the empire, the blue of the emperor is the supremacy color,
so there were many national events in autumn when the sky
was especially blue, and there were many other private
gatherings.
‘By the way, it’s the day the autumn season menu is
launched.’
Shall I go and see the reaction?
I wore a thicker robe than usual and rode a carriage to go to
Armand.
***
“Lord, is that real?”
Miguel, who was passing through the square at the East Gate
with Isidor, asked when he looked at the poster promoting the
autumn season menu in front of Armand.
[The season when apples are the most delicious,
Autumn.
Immerse yourself in the sweetness of 1% luxury apples of
Florey province’s mountains , which have accumulated over
40 years of special cultivation tricks!]
“It’s not exactly a lie.”
Isidor shrugged lightly.
One of the orchard farmers must have worked for about 40
years, and their own cultivation tricks exist everywhere on the
farm.
He could also argue that it was a luxury product because they
only used ripe apples, not bruised apples.
'1% is exaggerated, but there is no way to confirm.’
“I guess the Florey province is famous for their apples. I knew
this for the first time.”
“A lot of good quality apples are produced in that area. The
daily temperature difference is large and it’s basin
topography.”
The estate of the Visconti family is located in the south, where
there is a lot of fertile land, and he has a good opinion about
various local specialties.
'The only item that emphasizes the quality by revealing its
origin is only wine, but I can’t believe you promote a simple
fruit drink that way.’
Princess Deborah’s marketing strategy always exceeded his
expectations.
She had a good sense of the psychology of those who were
obsessed with the rarity, and Isidor liked the sharp insight of
the princess.
“It’s a very good apple, but unfortunately, the selling period is
short.”
Miguel muttered with a frigid face as he stared at the painting
of one of the seasonal menus, the Apple Mulled Wine.
“Let’s eat it and then go. There’s still thirty minutes left.”
“However, two men having desert is quite….”
Actually the same sex is just an excuse, and Miguel was
uncomfortable of sitting down and having tea time alone with
his bad-natured boss.
Isidor is so mean to him whenever he laughs at work.
‘Isn’t it loyalty just because I didn’t laugh?’
“If you are uncomfortable, you should drink it alone. In the
meantime they also sell desserts.”
“Lord, where are you going suddenly?”
Suddenly, the Lord started running somewhere hurriedly.
‘What is it?’
CHAPTER 81

At the moment, Isidor experienced a strange phenomenon

where he could only see one person that seemed to move
slowly among the large number of people.
“Ah, what? Heuk, sorry.”
“A very handsome person just…”
“I was surprised.”
He ran quickly through the crowds in the square and stopped
in front of a woman wearing a black robe.
“……?”
In the robe, the bright red eyes like Ruby were wide open in
surprise.
Isidor was also surprised.
During the Spring Flower Festival, he was already aware of
her usual destinations and routes, so even a little observation
was enough to identify her.
But now it was purely coincidental.
“Oh……”
As she stares at him, her eyes blink slowly.
Long purple eyelashes fluttered slowly like falling petals.
Maybe because he ran in a hurry, his heart pounded and his
neck was burning.
“Lord Isidor?”
***
When I saw Isidor suddenly appear, I felt like my thumping
heart was sinking into a dark place.
‘Why can’t I get used to that beauty at all?’
And his clear smile that I saw just now, was truly
breathtakingly beautiful.
“Princess Deborah. I met you like this by chance. What were
you doing?”
He cleared his throat once and asked a question.
“Oh, just taking a walk. How about Sir Isidor?”
I was embarrassed and spoke absent-mindedly.
“I was on my way to the training ground.”
Come to think of it, the White Knights’ barracks to which
Isidor belonged to were relatively close to the east gate.
“The fall semester starts next week.”
I suddenly came to my senses because he reminded me about
the start of the classes without prior notice.
The academy’s classes are divided into two semesters: the
spring semester and the fall semester, and the fall semester
begins next week.
“Did you have a good vacation?”
"So so. How about Sir Isidor?”
I asked his regards.
If he was the only key to getting to the Master’s identity
according to my assumptions, I decided that it would be better
to be closer than being vigilant at him.
“It was good.”
Isidor curls his eyes and smiles lightly.
'Have I been too vigilant all this time? I’m glad that it’s
nothing, so my conscience was stabbed for no reason.’
“Actually, I was busy paying attention to my colleagues for a
while. It’s all thanks to the princess wishing me luck in the
game.”
“Congratulations on winning the match. My congratulations
are late.”
“Everyone bet on Diery without any thought, but perhaps did
you also bet on his side?”
“Well, it can’t be. Sir Isidor was really amazing! Ha. Ha.”
My body became stiff by myself as he stabbed the bull’s eye.
When Isidor noticed my bad acting, an outright
embarrassment emerged in the eyes of Isidor.
"I said it as a joke but is it real?”
“Because the world of victory is cold.”
I looked far ahead.
“You gave your handkerchief to me as well… Of course I
thought you were cheering for me.”
“Honestly, you are so handsome that I didn’t know you are so
talented like that.”
“You’re suddenly tricking me.”
Isidor would be tired of hearing that he was handsome, but he
rubbed his long neck with a pleasing look somewhere.
“You are very popular.”
I thought it was a concert hall, not a jousting battlefield.
“Did you just know that?”
“Sigh, let’s just drop it. Is it okay for you not to go to the
training center?”
“I still have a lot of time left. I even gave the honor of the
Knight by going to the bothersome match, so even if I’m late
they will let it go.”
'It’s a bothersome match?’
“You didn’t want to go out in the first place?”
His long fingers in white gloved hand trembled.
He seemed to speak without any thought.
“Even if it’s bothersome, I tried to go because the winning
prize was good. It was a pretty useful sword.”
'If it’s because of the prize, then why didn’t you participate in
the jousting match in the novel?’
Since he’s a 3rd generation conglomerate, I think he can buy
hundreds of swords. Besides, he’s an only child, so he
wouldn’t have any money scattered among his brothers.
I stared at him in a suspicious mood, but Isidor looked at me
silently.
“Is it obvious that I’m lying?”
“Oh?”
“Jousting match. It’s good at pretending to be cool in your
eyes. Is it a little childish?”
He spoke in a light tone, but I felt embarrassed as if I had a
heavy extra thump on the side of my heart.
My brain began refusing to think now. It was a strike.
“It’s time to drink tea, so I’m going out. Why don’t we go
over there?”
Isidor changed the subject and pointed to Armand.
"That… Let’s, let’s go.”
If Isidor visited the store, the promotional effect would be
high, so I was planning to ask him to stop by the store.
“I’m a regular over there. The atmosphere of the store is not
bad.”
At my words, he smirked.
“I should also be a regular customer.”
'If the celebrity becomes a regular, I should like it, but I keep
getting a headache.’
That day, I went home after being served tea and dessert with
Isidor.
'It’s strange.’
I think I was trying to find out something from him, but the
conversation was trivial and plainly without any oddities, and
he ordered every cake by type and pushed them in front of
me.
Looking back, I was confused because it felt like I was doing
something like a date.
‘I felt like I kept myself wrapped up in his pace.’
I let out a sigh while rubbing my red-hot face, and putting on
my blanket.
***
Knock knock-..
"Come in.”
I was very tired after only three hours of sleeping.
As I sat down with a sunken appearance and wrote the
household account book, the servant suddenly appeared with a
bunch of things.
'Why is there a gift suddenly?’
I felt dumbstrucked.
There was a box with high-quality tea leaves when I
unwrapped it, and a greeting card from Isidor was included.
[Congratulations for being the top of the Academy.]
The 5th Princess also sent gifts and cards.
She sent chocolates and expensive-looking wines.
It seems that it was revealed to everyone that I became the top
as if my name got stuck on the Academy Hall of Fame or
something.
Not only a gift, but also a letter to me.
I started to realize that my position was better than when I
first fell into this devastating novel.
'Originally I didn’t get a gift or invitation because everyone
disliked me. But a lot has changed.’
The first letter came from Marquis Bert, the dean of the
Department of Magic.
When the fall semester began, I was asked to stop by at the
dean’s office once.
In fact, I want to focus on business instead of my studies, but I
was anxious about getting married if I neglected my studies.
I don’t know what business my uncle has with me, but there’s
nothing good about coming to hate each other within the
Academy so I wrote a reply that I would visit him soon.
And the rest was an invitation letter from the social club for a
small tea party.
'It’s a tea party.’
I assumed that it was a group letter written by the servants,
but only now it really felt like I joined the social club.
The fact that I’m studying the thesis on mana, with the 5th
Princess alone in a place like a ghost house was all of my club
activities, was quite exciting for me.
'What should I wear?’
That afternoon, my exclusive designer, Helen, brought a lot of
clothes for me to wear during the fall semester despite my
concerns.
The clothes arranged in a row clearly showed the style that is
popular in the recent social world.
'It’s really pretty.’
I was happily looking at the fabulous dresses, then stopped at
the last dress.
It was the most modern dress I’ve ever seen, perhaps because
it had less decorative feeling and the fabric arrangement was
bold.
Even if it is displayed at the department store, it doesn’t seem
like there is a big sense of discomfort.
As I stood still in front of her, Helen’s expression suddenly
turned white.
‘What’s wrong with you?’
“Prin, Princess, it’s a new style of dress that I tried.”
“Hmm.”
“Of, of course it may seem simple. But if you grab the
shirring asymmetrically while giving a change to the
monotonous feeling, it will give a clear cut to the blue
sapphire and your elegance will be emphasized.”
'The skirt width is not that wide, and the fabric is soft, so it
looks pretty comfortable.’
“It’s, It’s a dress that doesn’t match the gorgeous beauty of
the princess, so I’ll remove it right from your eyes.. …”
“Why are you getting rid of it? You can go.”
“Thank, thank you! Then I will excuse myself first.”
'What are you saying thank you for?’
Well, since my evil reputation is so high, there are a lot of
people who are grateful to me just for not doing evil things.
For example, the history professor.
Everytime each class ended safely, he would say thank you
repeatedly before going out of the reception room as if he’s
running away.
'I always feel it, but the life of the notorious woman. It’s not
bad.’
I nodded my head with my arms folded.
CHAPTER 82

“I think making Princess Deborah’s clothes is not as bad as I

thought.”
Hellen Zihoto thought so when she left Seymour’s residence.
‘Of course it’s scary.’
When Princess Deborah first gave orders to make clothes for
her without any prior notice, she even felt the urge to exile
herself to another country.
Actually, she even tried to find a ship secretly.
She still felt the breathtaking feeling of walking on a single
wooden bridge whenever she came to this prestigious
mansion.
However, apart from the gloomy feeling, after the Seymour
family became a VIP customer, she didn’t have to worry
about the operating cost of the clothes store and she was able
to make the dress she was thinking of as much as she wanted.
'Realistically, it’s better than the nobles who procrastinate
from paying the balance.’
She thought that the princess only liked glamorous things, but
she also inspired Hellen because she has a good eye.
During the Spring Flower Festival last time, she was able to
create a purple dress with a bold design, thanks to the
princess’ instruction to focus only on the image of the person.
‘It was also a great experience to work together with the
menswear’s designer.’
Thanks to this, she learned about various types of fabrics and
sewing methods, and her perspective on clothing widened.
The last dress was a big challenge for Hellen.
She wasn’t just following the standard and trend of the social
world, but it was a dress made from purely thinking of clothes
that matched the princess.
When asked why the princess took on such a reckless
challenge, while being scared of her, she had nothing much to
say.
‘She’s being bold.’
Hellen rubbed her trembling chest with her hand.
'Fortunately, she seemed to like it.’
Princess Deborah was not a person who would hold back if
she had any dissatisfaction.
If she didn’t like it, she would have pointed out that it was
weird right away.
'Wouldn’t it be okay to put in a design that made bold
attempts for about one or two out of ten dresses? It seems that
the princess also likes it.’
The devil’s whispers kept coming to her ears.
“Sigh, I can’t believe my muse is Princess Deborah……”
She is scary, but when Hellen saw her, this inspiration came
to Helen like crazy while feeling like crying.
***
“Princess, you are so beautiful.”
“You are like an elegant swan.”
“How can you look this urban!”
Today also without exception, the servants who were pouring
flatteries like a storm, confidently handled my hair.
“Of course.”
“….”
My acting skills and shamelessness were growing differently
everyday.
I went down the stairs while wearing the new dress containing
Helen’s soul and faced a neat appearance woman waiting for
me in an upright posture
“Nice to meet you. At the order of Duke Seymour, I have
come to assist the noble Princess starting from today.”
She’s a vassal that the Duke gave me as the price of revealing
the sin of a vicious nanny.
Finally, I have a lady-in-waiting too!
Two days ago.
Before the start of the semester, my father called me.
“Deborah.”
"Yes.”
He waited for a while and then opened his mouth.
“Thank you for the matter with the youngest son.”
I was surprised for a moment at the direct expression of
gratitude, not the roundabout speech favored by high-ranking
aristocrats.
I can’t believe you thanked me.
Even when I found the Duchess’ letter and handed it over, it
was a line that I didn’t hear.
“I just did what I had to do as a sister.”
I replied with a puzzled feeling.
“I heard that you gave private tutoring to the youngest. You
also made your own textbooks for the child.”
“I’m raising him as my student because he’s smart. Enrique
loves to learn new things.”
“Enrique will be happy if he heard that. He seemed to like and
follow you well.”
“He probably likes it more than taking a walk with father at
the garden”
I confidently spoke.
“He seemed to find me difficult.”
The Duke’s silver eyes overflowed with complex emotions
while muttering quietly. He seemed to have regret and blamed
himself.
I spoke carefully.
“Even though it may seem like a difficult problem right now,
but if you constantly worry and try, it will feel easy at some
point. Wouldn’t time solve it eventually?”
“I see. I was so impatient. I’ve made useless grumbles to you
again.”
"You are not.”
“Why didn’t I know that you are such a thoughtful person.”
He muttered slowly.
'It’s not like that.’
I was reminded about the incident of selling the Pink
Diamonds and was proud of it for no reason. The Duke sipped
the tea slowly and pushed a document to me.
“This is a token from my heart. I don’t know if you like it.”
'What is it?’
I tilted my head when I turned over the paper.
“Last semester, you didn’t like the lady-in-waiting candidates
to the point you went around alone, so I chose it myself.”
At his words, I hurriedly lifted my head.
I thought it would be better not to carry around a lady-in-
waiting like a fly who’s only a bother.
In fact, I was already thinking of attending the fall semester
alone…
“You also might need a competent lady-in-waiting.”
“Yes.”
I replied quickly.
In the case of Arin Ossolt, she is a competent limb, but
because she is a researcher, she was not suitable as a lady-in-
waiting.
The information that she diligently picked up like acorns was
mainly limited to events that took place in the Department of
Magic.
“Choose a lady that you want as a lady-in-waiting. They all
have good reputations and are qualified women.”
I was amazed once more when I saw the documents with
information about the ladies.
'It’s a Seymour’s vassal.’
It had a symbolic meaning that the Duke directly
recommended a lady of a noble family that enshrines
Seymour as a lady-in-waiting.
‘But I’m a complete outcast.’
Deborah, who conducts violence from time to time while
having rock-bottom talents and no popularity at all, was
banned from using Seymour’s human resources.
'That’s why the lady-in-waiting also received support from
other aristocrats.’
I was like a scarecrow compared to the princess of the Sereig
family, who had competent vassals and a private army.
My father, who kept me from touching the people in the
house, gave me this offer, which meant that he would bury the
past and trust me in the future.
'Who shall I choose?’
I want to choose a lady, who is tight-lipped and loyal.
No matter how roughly I choose, it’s better than before.
Looking at the resumes, I felt that my father was very careful
and selected them.
“Since it’s an important matter to you, decide slowly.”
“Thank you, father.”
I went back to my room and looked through the papers
carefully, then headed to the Duke’s office the next afternoon.
“Have you decided?”
“Yes. The lady that I chose is Margaret Rouxel.”
As soon as my words fell, the aide standing next to my father
flinched and trembled his shoulders.
The name of the aide who always assists Duke Seymour by
his side is Clyde Rouxel.
Until now, I came in and out with the Duchess’ letter, but this
did not leak outside at all.
She’s even more reliable because she was the daughter of
such an aide.
"The reason is?”
“Because she is the daughter of the most capable aide, father’s
right arm. In addition, she’s the lady that father first
recommended.”
Being at the front of the resumes meant a lot.
And the most decisive reason.
I saw a character named Margaret Rouxel in the novel.
'I think I saw the name of this person in the novel.’
Since she’s a supporting role that appears for a short time with
one or two lines, at first I was uncertain where the hell that I
saw her from.
However, as I was reading the part in the resume where they
had strong loyalty to the Seymour family, and had deep
knowledge of the law, especially religious law, a scene passed
by like a flash of light.
“In order to validate the charge of blasphemy, the assumption
that Mia Binoche is the incarnation of the saint must be the
truth. However, there is no material evidence such as
tombstones or relics to prove this.”
There was a lady who defended Deborah in the public trial.
“There has never been such a case in the 1,000-year-old
history of making the princess of the great Seymour family a
sinner without evidence.”
A clear good and evil trial where everyone cheers for Mia.
In addition, it’s not easy to take Deborah’s side and draw the
conclusion even though all the jury has been bribed.
When I was in the reader’s point of view, I thought it was a
light measure to create tension, but when I think about it now,
there was no one who’s loyal like Margaret to Seymour.
I approached Margaret, who was standing upright, while
recalling why I chose her as a lady-in-waiting.
“Please take care of me in the future.”
I stood in front of the neat-looking lady who has similar
features like the aide, and asked for a handshake.
Margaret blinked with a little hint of surprise, then held my
hand firmly.
“It’s an honor, Princess Deborah. Please take care of me as
well.”
Right, let’s get along well in the future.
CHAPTER 83

The day the fall semester begins.

There were two four-wheeled carriages with the two-headed
snake emblem waiting in front of the middle gate of the
Seymour’s mansion
Enrique, who was walking toward the carriage at a neat pace,
ran at me with fluttering hair as soon as he found me.
“Hello.”
At my light greeting, Enrique patted his toes and slightly
moved his lips.
“Good morning, sister.”
Enrique was still shy a little bit like this,
However, he did not put up his thorns and act defensively like
before.
Maybe it was because he didn’t raise his blade like a
hedgehog, I felt that his posture and expressions are slightly
relaxed.
“Enrique.”
“Yep?”
“Come to eat chocolates after dinner. I received a gift from
the princess.”
Enrique nodded while his cheeks were dyed in red.
As I waved my hand slightly in the carriage, Enrique put his
face closer to the window and waved his little hand as if in
response.
Soon the carriages departed for the academy.
The carriages crossed the private road for high-ranking
aristocrats at high speed and stopped in front of the main
building. When I get out of the carriage, I witness a miracle
where people split into left and right like the Red Sea as
before.
Like when I first arrived at this academy, the gentlemen and
ladies hurriedly feigned ignorance when they made eye
contact with me.
However, when I turned my eyes to another place, I felt a
blatant gaze on my cheek.
‘Somehow, I seem to be getting more attention than before.’
No, rather than receiving the same attention like in the past, I
felt like they were avoiding me as if I’m dirty.
And soon I found out the reason..
[Congratulations to Princess Deborah for being the top of
Academy -All of Epsilon Members]
It must be because of the banner hanging over there.
'I think I know right away who pushed ahead with it.’
The 5th Princess’s excessive favour was overwhelming so I
felt nauseous, but Margaret suddenly burst into exclamation
lightly.
“That’s what my father said.”
“…..What did he say?”
“Because you were so humble, you hadn’t revealed your
abilities to everyone, but he said that soon after, you would
bloom the most splendidly in the social world.”
'The aide was evaluating me so highly like that?’
It’s surprising, but I don’t feel bad.
“It is an honor to serve such a great person up close.”
She bowed with a slightly thrilled face.
‘Right, let’s think positively.’
Thanks to the favour of the 5th Princess, I was able to be seen
as a competent employer to the new lady-in-waiting.
And the top student should brag about it at all places, so there
is no reason to hide it.
The problem is that I don’t really like receiving attention, but
it’s okay because the tension is not obvious on this face.
‘I feel like I keep having different thoughts, but it’s probably
because of my mood.’
I rubbed my eyes, feeling tired already.
***
After the academy classes.
A huge tea party was held in the Frat House’s parlor of
<Omicron>, while the atmosphere inside was buzzing about
the princess becoming the top-ranking student.
This tea party was actively hosted by Emanuel Sereig, the
second princess of the Duke Sereig, the center of Omicron’s
sorority, and was held on a very large scale.
Because it’s a luxurious tea party, the excited laughter
bursting from the beginning, and the admiration for the tea
flavor and praises for Princess Emanuel’s good eye continued.
The Sereig family was a prestigious family that boasted
excellent wealth and power. They often produced the
Empress, and was also a family representative of the Senate.
From teacups to small teaspoons, all of it was set under the
supervision of Princess Emanuel, so there was nothing that
wasn’t luxurious.
The ladies who exchanged conversations about their current
situation and recent trends while sitting at a long table,
expanded the topic of conversation more boldly as the
atmosphere heightened gradually.
“Have you heard that news? I heard that Princess Deborah
became the top-ranking last semester.”
It was an unpleasant response from everyone in the room.
Emanuel Sereig put the teacup down lightly.
“I’m worried the tea is quite strong.”
As her expression lightly frowned, she implicitly expressed
her feelings.
Some lady quickly read the atmosphere and opened her
mouth.
“Although the atmosphere of the magicians acknowledge the
princess, I don’t mind her being the top of department but I
couldn’t understand her being the whole top-ranking”
“You are right. It is a thesis that cannot be actively used in
other fields, and she did not actively engage in external
activities like Lady Mia.”
“Lady Mia. You said the bishop acknowledged your divine
power?”
“It’s, it’s not that great a matter.”
“I think excessive modesty sometimes doesn’t look good.”
“You should also think about the feelings of the lady who
praised Lady Mia.”
“Ah, yes…. Sorry.”
It was the appearance that caused the protective instinct, but
such a clumsy appearance was not very helpful in such a
situation.
Because there is no one who accepts it well.
Although she’s the benefactor of the Montes family and was
accepted to attend the gathering because of the rumours that
she was cherished by the temple, they still think Mia Binoche
does not suit to be among high-ranked noble families.
In the original, Mia received acknowledgement by donating
the scholarship and Emanuel made a tea party to improve her
image by sponsoring Mia, but the original has already
changed a lot.
“Do the magicians sincerely acknowledge Deborah’s
achievement?”
Princess Emanuel who was sipping the tea in an impeccable
and elegant attitude, suddenly asked a question about Princess
Deborah.
“… A wizard that I know said the formula wasn’t that great.
The practicality is limited only to battle wizards.”
“Since Princess Deborah is Seymour’s bloodline and the Lord
of Tower’s daughter, there must be no part where any
magicians raised Deborah.” {T: They are trying to say that
probably there’s no one that raised Deborah as their student
since she already has a good connection.}
“Well, she’s the only daughter of the Lord of Tower, so can
the magician beneath him be any different?”
The ladies quickly grasped Emanuel’s mind and backed her
up.
“Hm. That was the situation.”
Emanuel poured a spoonful of sugar into the bitter tea as if
begging the question to be asked, before speaking up again.
“The results are a little disappointing anyway. It would have
been nice if the evaluation criteria were set from multiple
angles.”
“It’s a pity. Clearly, personality and liberal arts are also the
important parts.”
“Princess Deborah’s personality is really, sigh ..…”
At that moment, Mia slightly trembles her hands and spills a
little of her hot tea. Emanuel looked at her with strange eyes
and kicked her tongue.
“Ah, since we keep speaking about Princess Deborah, Lady
Mia must be a little uncomfortable.”
Mia shrugs her shoulders weakly.
“Is it true that Deborah harassed you last semester? I heard
that your blood was flowing out.”
She did not say anything.
“Damn.”
Emanuel mumbled, feeling pity, and picked up the teacup.
As if they were backing up each other, they grumbled about
how bad Princess Deborah’s personality was.
'But it’s uncomfortable.’
Although the club’s opinion about Princess Deborah was
going well as she intended, Emanuel couldn’t help but feel
uncomfortable.
Princess Deborah was not even someone to keep in check
with at the first place, so it was unpleasant that this kind of
situation occurred.
Seymour’s black sheep who’s only full of narcissism
‘She has no elegance at all.’
As the person, who was looked down upon and ridiculed,
showed a sense of presence and became the talk of the town,
she began to feel nervous and prickly like a thorn in her neck.
'Since the flower festival, the situation has become a little
weird.’
At some point, the ladies began to be very envious of Princess
Deborah rather than ridiculing and ignoring her.
Emanuel insisted that forcing the partner’s dress code is an
uneducated act, but no one listened to her.
Most of them were determined to match their outfit with their
partner at the next ball like Princess Deborah and Sir Isidor.
“I can’t believe that frivolous appearance is becoming a
trend.”
Emanuel’s eyes narrowed.
At the very least, a strict noble’s wife was supposed to step
forward to criticize and block Deborah’s eccentricity, but
most of them only observe her as if they were reluctant to get
involved with the bad personality princess.
Meanwhile, Princess Deborah joined Epsilon with the support
of 5th Princess and climbed up to a position that couldn’t be
ignored as she became the Academy top-raking.
Both Emanuel and Deborah were daughters of the prestigious
family, and the family’s status were also similar.
They are even of the same age so her tempers became even
sharper ahead of their debutante at the same time.
She bit the tender flesh in her mouth and released it.
CHAPTER 84

‘Why are my ears so itchy?’

As I tapped my ear and frowned, the guys nearby flinched.
'What the hell did I do..…’
Rumors that Louis Gazelle has become impotence has nothing
to do with me.
I threw my gaze at the blackboard while feeling absurd.
The lecture ended with the words of the political science
professor that there was a debate class this semester, so I got
up from my seat and checked the pocket watch.
Today was that day.
The day specified in the tea time invitation.
After a while, there was a small afternoon tea party at the
<Epsilon> Frat House.
'Finally, I’m also having a tea party with the ladies.’
What’s so great about it that makes me nervous….
It seemed like it would be fun just to sit among the chattering
ladies.
Because I like listening more than talking.
'Can I hear about the ordinary daily life stories of the
Empire’s aristocrat ladies?’
It is not like a thesis such as the comparative evaluation and
field applicability of the mana purity measurement method
recently published by the Mana Matter Research Institute.
It’s not like I hate to do research with the 5th princess, but I’m
not the genius of the department who enjoys learning like her.
'I want to take a break from studying.’
‘How many times do I need to join the classes!?’
'But why is there no one?’
I was so excited about socializing that I was confused about
the meeting time for a while.
When I was thinking that everyone might run away when I,
myself, will attend the meeting, Margaret who was standing
next to me spoke cautiously.
“Princess. The afternoon tea party starts at four o'clock.”
“Cough! I, I wasn’t really looking forward to the meeting, but
I was thinking of looking at the paintings. The new artist’s
paintings are displayed in the Epsilon permanent exhibition
hall every month.”
“You didn’t waste your spare time but use it to develop your
artistic perspective.”
She saw me so positively that it hurts my conscience.
“That, that’s it.”
Ey! Troublesome conscience.
"Yes. Please look slowly and come out.”
“Ri, right.”
She left the place so she doesn’t interfere with me
appreciating and contemplating the work sentimentality and I
entered the main building while feeling embarrassed.
The interior of the Epsilon building was nicely decorated.
Above the arched windows were delicate sculptures depicting
animals, and the floor was entangled with complex and
elegant geometric patterns.
As I was walking while looking at the oil paintings hung
inside the permanent exhibition hall, I heard the sounds of a
piano from far away.
'You play well.’
It was a soft accompaniment that feels lyrical.
After walking while listening to the calm and beautiful sound
without knowing it, I stepped deeper into the maze-like
interior of the main building.
'The structure of the building is very peculiar.’
As I walked toward the door to the left, the keyboard sound
gradually grew louder and then stopped.
“Tiery! Is it time to play piano peacefully?”
Before long, a man’s impatient voice was heard from the side
where the corridor was twisted once more.
‘The protagonist of the piano performance was Tiery Orge.’
“I’m always in the music room there.”
Now that I see it, he told me to come to the music room if I
wanted to meet him.
'He has a marvelous talent.’
I thought he’s just a light playboy but he almost looked
different.
If only he wasn’t just talkative.
“What are you going to do with the watch you left at the
pawnshop? If you can’t find it, my life is at stake. You said
you could win with the dice!”
“Why are you impatient like someone who was entrusted
alone? Still Guillaume, your father is the Minister of the
Administration. My father is the Sword Master. I can do this
in just a second.”
“Is it a time to joke like that right now?”
The piano left a deep impression for a while, and the
conversation was so ridiculous that I opened my mouth.
Those kids, it’s no doubt that they hold their household items
as collateral in a pawn shop to gamble.
There seemed to be a black sheep of rich families anywhere
who were disgraced by gambling.
“Why are you the only one who’s relaxed while we are in the
same boat? Do you hide any money somewhere? You said
you ran out of pocket money too.”
“There is a way to overcome this crisis. Come close.”
As I listened to their crazy story with fascination, Tiery Orge
suddenly lowered his voice so I was disappointed.
'I can’t hear what you’re saying.’
I moved my body more sneakily..
"What?! You madman forged a hatching stone?!”
However, Tiery’s conversation partner, a guy named
Guillaume, suddenly made a loud voice and leaked the
confidentiality.
‘Hatching stone?!’
You are talking about the holy eggs.
I shut my mouth at the unexpected word.
The hatching stone in the Orge family may be related to the
white turtle holy spirit, which Mia received as a gift in the
novel.
"Are you crazy? Lower your voice!”
“Because it’s ridiculous, I did it because I wondered if I had
heard it wrong.”
“Anyway, let’s be careful.”
“Some guy other than you is coming to this corner music
room. All the ladies will go to the women’s salon for their
meeting.”
'Damn.’
I looked around in a hurry and hurriedly hid between the pillar
and the wall where the sculpture was standing.
“Listen to me first.”
Tiery whispered about something again, so I could hear him
well.
“…… It was left for nearly seventeen years.”
”………“
“It’s no different from a rolling stone.”
“… Hm. Really?”
Guillaume’s harsh voice soften as if he was persuaded
'You are thinking of forging holy spirit eggs that couldn’t be
hatched because there were no artifacts for seventeen years.’
I immediately figured out the situation.
Tiery. Your tricks rolled around quite well.
It’s relatively easy to forge a crude stone-like rather than a
refined jewel or watch.
“By the way, Sir Diery doesn’t come home much. His pride
must have hurt a lot as he lost the jousting match. What to do
with this, pft!”
“Three seconds to Isidor after pretending to be cool and
handsome. Pft, cough!”
What kind of such great personalities are they?
Since Diery, the owner of the holy spirit egg, did not come
home recently, they meant that a better situation came for
them to replace it with a fake product.
'I’m sure I caught the lottery.’
The iron sword brought from the auction house held in front
of the black jar stall during the Spring Flower Festival.
I’m uncertain but there must be hatching artifacts.
Since I won the sword, the contents of the novel have
somehow changed.
The white turtle holy spirit in the novel that Diery hatched and
gave to Mia still remained as an egg, and Tiery was planning
to fabricate that egg.
'If you’re thinking of replacing it with a counterfeit egg, how
are you going to deal with the real egg?”’
This was my biggest concern.
Since I wanted to have the white turtle holy spirit from the
novel.
This is because the light attribute of the holy spirit turtle, has
the ability to detect cracks in the barrier. I was able to prepare
for a sudden disaster.
“After that?”
“The black market.”
“But there’s no way to find the stuff you left as collateral. In
the midst of this, the interest is also blowing. Those vicious
jerks….”
Tiery and Guillaume seemed to have sold their items as
collateral to make money at a loan shark’s pawn shop.
Even if they secretly sold the holy spirit, it seemed like they
couldn’t handle it.
‘Well, since it’s a holy spirit that has no artifacts to hatch it. It
won’t be sold at a very expensive price. As Tiery said,
currently it’s just a stone with only 0.001 percent possibility
to hatch.’
“So this game is more important than ever.”
Thierry muttered in a secret voice.
“This game? Perhaps, are you going to the racetrack?”
“Honestly, if only you didn’t throw the dice, we won’t be in
this situation. The atmosphere was good until then.”
“………”
“The red horse is a real deal. And I had a really good dream
recently. A golden rose came out but I felt extraordinary.”
“Well, the racetrack is good enough to trust your guts.”
‘Those crazy guys.’
After I found out those troublemakers’ plan to regain the
items on collateral by increasing the money at the racetrack
with the seed money from selling the holy spirit, I pulled the
back of my neck automatically.
'Are you thinking about gambling again in the midst of this?’
Putting aside my headache because of their recklessness,
things will get troublesome if Tiery hands over the egg to the
black market.
'It’s not a black market for no reason.’
Like a pink diamond, there is a possibility that it would
secretly go into another country.
'What should I do?’
Those gamblers could sell the egg I was looking for right
now, so I chewed my lips anxiously and approached the music
room with a gambling heart.
“Heuk. It’s, it’s a surprise.”
Tiery looked at me who appeared suddenly as if he had seen a
ghost.
“Pri-princess De-deborah?”
“How, how are you here?”
“Sir Tiery told me to come to the music room if I want to
meet you the other day. Don’t you remember?”
“Me, me?”
Tiery, who was flustered with eyes wide open, roughly
brushed up his dark curly hair as if he was thinking about the
formal greeting he had given to me.
“Tiery, is it real?”
“It seems like I did.”
“I already knew that you are bold but i didn’t think it would
be this much…… Haven’t you heard it?”
“I didn’t know you would come for real.”
I opened my mouth as I looked at the Dumb & Dumber
murmuring with cloudy eyes.
“Sir Tiery’s piano performance was very cool. The plan to
forge the hatching stone also left a very deep impression.”
When I emphasized the word forge, the eyes of the large
physique man, presumed to be Guillaume, were convulsed
quickly.
“Oh? What, what are you talking about all of a sudden.”
“You clearly said so just now. Hatching stone, forge. With a
very loud voice.”
“It seems that the princess misunderstood something, but it
was a story of a close friend. How could we, the high
reputation Epsilon’s executives, do that?”
I nodded as I stared at Tiery who was speaking shamelessly in
a relaxed tone.
"Yeah. I’m very determined if you do that.”
”…..What?”
“After switching the holy spirit egg that Sir Diery has with the
forged egg, aren’t you supposed to secretly put the real egg on
the black market?”
CHAPTER 85

“……..!”
They made a slip of tongue, then didn’t get the points right
while covering it up.
Nevertheless, the reason why I quickly grasped the context of
the conversation between the two is because I know from the
prior information in the novel that nobody knows about Diery
having the holy spirit egg.
“Ah, no……”
Guillaume shrieked with a speechless face, and Tiery snorted.
“I guess you listened to the conversation and roughly put it
together.”
“I don’t do anything like bluffing. Sir Tiery is the one
feigning innocence clumsily, so would you rather sell that
holy spirit egg to me and become accomplices together?”
“Accomplice? Does that mean I’m already the culprit? On
what basis?”
He stared at me with an expressionless face. As his peculiarity
and easygoing sense disappeared, he looked quite sharp.
Tiery became serious all of a sudden so I almost freaked out a
little, but honestly I was not scared of him compared to the
Master, so I talked in a relaxed tone.
“Sir Tiery is the one bluffing. What would you do if I poke on
Sir Diery later to check the authenticity of the hatching stone?
“………”
“Just give it over to me. I’ll buy at a more expensive price
than the black market. I have a lot of money.”
Tiery tilted his head slightly.
“The hatching artifact hasn’t come out so far, so it’s the same
as a rock…. Why would you even buy at a more expensive
price than the black market?”
‘He’s sharp.’
It seems that he did not enter Epsilon for no reason.
'If I only keep obsessing on the hatching stone, he might doubt
me. If he finds out that there is an artifact of that hatching
stone, it will be annoying.’
I shrugged once.
“I enjoy the possibility of a jackpot because I like making a
fortune at one stroke. Wouldn’t it be fun if the trivial life
suddenly hit a blow?”
“It’s great……”
Guillaume exclaimed a little as if he thought I must be called
as the Seymour’s notorious as rumored.
Fortunately, he was a simpler guy than Tiery.
“I’m also interested in the red horse that Sir Tiery said earlier,
not only the holy spirit egg. Is that a definite information?”
“Perhaps, are you trying to get involved in the racetrack just
now?”
“Do you think I would only be involved? If I’m an
accomplice, it should be this much.”
As I continued, their eyes widened hugely.
“Are you real?”
“On what means?”
“If I tell you in advance, it’s not fun. So I’ll show you directly
at the racetrack.”
***
’….Sigh, I’ve really gone all the way.’
I was an ordinary citizen who had never stolen 100 won from
someone else’s pocket in my previous life, and I came to this
racetrack.
The road to the racetrack’s venue was also very difficult.
Even if Tiery looked reckless, he is secretly a thorough
person.
After entering the basement of a large shop selling pottery, he
shared a map of the back road leading to the racetrack along a
deep passage.
Thanks to him, I was able to get away from the escorts and
easily reach these places.
I was clear even if I didn’t see how much I’m in trouble
because of that Tiery jerk from the Orge family.
I patted my pounding heart in front of the dreary racetrack and
had a grip of my mind.
‘Right, this kind of place suits more with the villainess.’
When I’m reminded of the afternoon tea party that was
completely ruined, I felt bitter for some reason.
Not long ago, I arrived ten minutes late to the tea party that I
was anticipated for because I talked to Tiery and Guillaume.
It’s a small tea party and not a formal event, so all of the
ladies of Epsilon didn’t say much about my tardiness.
“Dont, don’t worry. Lady Deborah.”
“Of course! Sit, sit here. It’s the sunniest spot. ”
'No way, they didn’t point it out because they were scared?’
Maybe it was better not to go rather than arriving late.
"Ho Ho. Princess Deborah. Your clothes are so cool today.”
When I think about it now, there was an artificial laugh
somewhere.
“You, you are right, how should I say, it’s simple yet
elegant.”
I just went to listen to the chatter of the ladies’ everyday life,
but it was burdensome because the conversation seemed to
revolve around me.
'It was to the point that I miss the My Way 5th princess.’
Should I give up with the ordinary tea party?
I haven’t given up my hopes that if the 5th princess or
executives attend, it might get better.
‘If the 5th princess is here, they might think that there is an
upper person to restrain me, so the atmosphere will be better
than before.’
I struggled to remove the ambiguous mood, grabbed the
pocket watch, and looked around.
'But why aren’t these two coming? I’ve said many times that
we have to come a lot earlier before the match starts.”
“Here it is! Princess.”
Then, a familiar voice was heard from behind and Guillaume
waved.
“I didn’t know you would really come out.”
Tiery muttered quietly while looking at me.
They appeared wearing robes of the same color as their hair as
promised. I was also wearing a dark purple robe.
“Finally, the decisive day has come.”
Guillaume said in a sincere voice.
“If you can’t win today, there’s no tomorrow.”
“I will not see the sun tomorrow.”
'That means don’t gamble in the first place. These guys.’’
Looking pathetically at the appearance of their useless
resolution, we walked toward the entrance of the racecourse.
There was still a lot of time left for the race to start, so the
place to bet on the horse was calm.
At the field that can be seen through the window of the ticket
office, the training of the horses scheduled for today’s game
was in full swing.
Tiery’s easy going appearance is nowhere to be seen, and he
patiently observed the horses trained with arms folded.
“How is it?”
“The red horse condition is much better than I expected. Both
fur and walking are in good condition.”
“Is it that number 3 is the horse that Sir Tiery is sure of to
win?”
"Right.”
Tiery replies briefly.
After becoming an accomplice and on the same boat, he
began to talk comfortably to me as if he stopped being
chivalrous.
“But in the case of No. 3, you’re seeing the rider for the first
time.”
Guillaume muttered while browsing the pamphlet with the
rider written on it.
“Last time I saw that rider training for a while, and his horse
handling ability was extraordinary. I’m sure he’ll win without
getting caught in any obstacle or flat race.”
“How are you so sure?”
Guillaume explained my question instead.
“The prosecutor and the horse are inseparable. In particular,
the Orge family operates a huge horse ranch, so Tiery has
seen a lot of horses while growing up since childhood.”
“Then I know which horse is the weakest.”
“No. 1 is moving somewhere today.”
As soon as Tiery’s words were over, I took out a pack of gold
coins from my bag and bought a bunch of betting tickets for
horse No. 1.
“My No.3 will be sad….”
Tiery gnash his teeth and mumbled. The veins rose on his
neck, and his fists were quivering.
“Be, be patient, Tiery. Since you haven’t handed over the
stuff yet, it’s the money of Princess Deborah. We are
penniless.”
"Sigh.”
“Princess Deborah, do you have any doubts about Sir Tiery’s
good eyes? Shouldn’t we compromise with each other on the
ground of the same boat?”
“It’s all because I have an idea. Just wait and see.“
After about 40 minutes.
5 minutes before the start of the match.
“You will never get any money with that No.1 horse, now we
are ruined.”
“Princess Deborah, now is not the time to play around. It’s
really a serious situation for the two of us. Didn’t you know as
you heard everything in the music room?”
"Right, I got it. Now slowly I have to move.”
“… What are you trying to do?”
I started to refund all the betting tickets I bought today.
And I poured all the money that was refunded and one that I
brought to horse No.3 which Tiery pointed out
“Why are you doing such a cumbersome thing when you will
bet on No. 3 anyway? The fee only blew away.”
Tiery was slightly annoyed.
“Hey, look at the updated dividend rate.”
The racetrack here updated the dividend rate every 10
minutes.
And now, five minutes before the start of the game, the
money I earned when I bet on the No.3 horse has increased so
much that it cannot be compared with the previous one.
This is because everyone was betting on the No.1 horse only.
“I told you last time that I was going to make it into double,
and it would make me earn it in twice double. Did that sound
like a joke?” {Note: wtf Deborah what are you saying T_T
why are you teaching me how to gamble}
Tiery’s eyes wide open at my words.
"You mean that you made that dividend rate?”
“Yes, I used crowd psychology. Everyone is only betting on
the No.1 horse that I bet a lot in the beginning.”
I kindly explained to these two who looked perplexed.
CHAPTER 86

40 minutes ago.
In order to increase the dividend rate of horse No. 3, I
manipulated the bad horse No. 1 as if it was a popular horse.
In my previous life, I had heard about it during my liberal arts
class in a flash.
Gamblers say they encourage people to bet on horses that are
less likely to win.
There aren’t many people here who know about horses well
like Tiery.
‘Most of them are people who come to enjoy gambling
moderately, they are people who roughly want to capture the
feelings.’
Ordinary people with no good eyes will bet on the most
popular horses.
And I invested a large amount of money in the beginning,
causing the illusion that the horse No. 1 was the most popular
horse.
“If they are not sure on what horse they should bet, they will
bet on a horse with high betting.”
“Aha, so that’s why the dividend rate for horse No. 1 has been
lowered like that.”
“Right. Even if they get a little less money, they want to make
a safe choice.”
Guillaume’s face, who understood all of my explanations, was
tinged with excitement.
“Then what if the horse No. 3 chosen by Sir Tiery wins?”
“Fifteen times.”
“You are a real gambler… No, you are a genius. Manipulating
the dividend rate.”
Tiery muttered with a hint of admiration.
"It’s starting.”
Before long, the horses begin to appear one or two at the
starting line.
A lot of money was bet on and it was my first race, so my
throat was tight.
Bang!
Red flags fluttered with the sound of firecrackers, and huge
riders surrounded by firm muscles began to run through the
field without hesitation.
In the beginning, horse No. 1 started to lead quickly, and the
venue was rattled by yelling.
It must be because there are many people who bet for horse
No.1
“Tiery, what the hell happened? If Princess Deborah loses on
the ground that was set up amazingly, we will…”
Guillaume was nervous, but Tiery was calm.
“Just wait and see. He’s warming up for quite a while.”
"Oh? Ooooohhh!”
Horse No. 3 with a bright red mane, reminiscent of a red
tomato, ran fiercely like fireworks from the second half of the
game.
“Oh oh oh!”
As soon as it passed the three horses in a flash, Guillaume
grasped his chest and screamed as if out of breath, and Tiery
clenched his fists hard.
'It really won first place?’
Eventually, horse No. 3 got first place due to a very slight
difference.
Honestly I didn’t expect it, but I’m also surprised as Tiery’s
eyes looking at horses was really outstanding.
He played the piano well and had a lot of talent, so I couldn’t
understand why he was living like that. {Note: Lol Deborah
hahahah you don’t have to point it out.}
“He won! It’s the first place!!”
“That’s why I can’t quit gambling!”
These scoundrel young masters with the money in their hands
were in a festive mood.
They ran around shoulders-to shoulders with excited faces and
even sang a strange song.
‘Do you like it that much’
Well. It’s like being a knight in a situation where there is no
answer to the point of making a fake egg of a holy spirit.
Tiery and Guillaume stopped moving and blinked with a silly
face when I was smirking without knowing while thinking
that it was ridiculous.
"Oh…..?”
“Why? What’s on my face?”
I rubbed my cheek with the back of my hand.
“Ah, never mind.”
“What is it, just, just now you are so…..”
The two were a little embarrassed without knowing why, and
then suddenly became calm.
'Because they are high-ranking nobles, they know how to
cover their faces.’
I thought so, and quickly calculated the gold coins I had
earned today in my mind.
After the game. Gorgeous calculation time!
We divided the pile of gold coins into exactly three parts.
Seeing that their faces were bright, it seemed that they had
earned the extra money even after searching for the collateral
items.
‘I’m the one who really hit a jackpot.’
I earned the money, and the desired holy spirit egg finally
came into my hand.
I did well bluffing like a scammer in front of those childish
young masters.
“I’ll make you earn twice as much money, at least five
times!”
Provoking their desire and curiosity of wanting to make it big,
I received a promise from Tiery to hand over the hatching
stone on the day of the Afternoon Tea Party.
'Actually, this is the real super jackpot rare item! You idiots.’
As I was grinning while fiddling with the white stones, Tiery
came close in front of me.
“Princess Deborah.”
He looked at me with a very serious expression, who seemed
to fly away if blows.
As the loose and easygoing atmosphere disappeared,
handsome features with individuality somewhere were clearly
revealed.
“Why?”
Perhaps, thanks to the training of seeing Isidor so much or the
beauty of the men of Seymour family, now I’m not nervous
anymore even when the tall and handsome man like a Milano
Runway model is in front of my eyes.
“I had a dream of a golden rose blooming, but now that I think
about it, it was a dream that symbolizes you.”
”……..“
"I’m sorry….. for being suspicious and stubborn all the
time…”
The man, with his eyes slightly red, gazed at me. Along with a
pale blush on his white cheeks.
“Thanks.”
Despite being a high-ranking aristocrat, it was a
straightforward apology and thanks.
'You must have been pushed to the edge of the cliff to the
point you are touched until tearing up.’
Well, what if you were caught for holding collateral on
valuable heirlooms while gambling and ran out of your pocket
money?
The least is probation, but in the worst case scenario, you
could have caused a scandal to be removed from the family
register.
“Princess Deborah is calm even in the midst of the super
jackpot. As expected the scam… No, the expert is different
from the amateur……”
Guillaume muttered with admiration.
I’m glad I suddenly earned a lot from gambling, but I am calm
on the outside, perhaps because I had earned a lot of money in
the meantime.
Although in reality, I haven’t properly earned half of 10
billion yet.
“This much is not a big deal for me.”
I pretended to be a competent professional gambler who read
the cards, and said goodbye to them with a cold expression
while pretending to be cool until the end.
'White turtle!’
As soon as I got home I ran to the study of the annex with my
heart content.
'What should I name the cute baby holy spirit?’
I took out the key, opened the last drawer that was firmly
closed, and pulled out an iron sword that had been sold at the
auction house.
I polished it hard until the sword sparkled.
“Come out.”
I lightly struck the stone with a knife.
Kyang!
And nothing happened.
***
“Why is Sir Tiery stretched out on the ground like that?”
“He’s always like that.”
The White Knights kicked their tongues inside as they threw
their swords on the nearby lawn like trash and watched Tiery
lying down with a foolish face.
The world was so unfair.
He walked briskly like he got a screw loose, but because he
inherit the talent of the Orge bloodline just as it is, he
achieved a high level at a young age,
The prosecutor who is respected by everyone is Diery, but the
answer when asked who they want to live as is Tiery.
As a result of his efforts, he is the best of all knights in the
empire.
“Sigh.”
Tiery kept sighing and stared blankly into the air.
'Everyone is too much.’
They should have let him know in advance that Princess
Deborah has a high fatal charm.
Only Isidor and the 5th Princess knew it cheaply.
'She smiled at that time.’
He suddenly jumped up on the lawn.
When the horse No. 3 won, his heart was beating wildly, and
the moment he was filled with joy, he saw Deborah smiling
faintly.
He was confused why the hell his heart was beating all along.
‘She’s prettier because she smiled.’
In fact, he thought she was pretty even when she was
frowning or expressionless.
Her features were as gorgeous as a rose, like the direct line
from the Seymour family.
But when she smiled lightly, he felt like he was hit with a
hammer at the back of his head.
Even Guillaume, who was a little scared of Princess Deborah,
thought that it wouldn’t be too bad for him to become
impotent the moment when she thinly folded her eyes and
smiled lightly. {N: wtf hahahaah Guillaume don’t risk your
life}
'It’s so intense that I keep thinking about it.’
He messed up his fluffy black and curly hair.
It was the first time in his life that a woman manipulated the
dividend rate at the race track.
It won’t be that shocking even if he was slapped out of the
blue while walking.
And, one more…
Had it not been for those last words, the feeling of
comradeship as an accomplice and discovering her viper-like
charm(?) would be over just like that.
Tiery recalled Princess Deborah’s last advice with strange
feelings.
“If someone tries to lure you to a gambling house when you
go to the pawn shop to find the item on collateral, ignore it.
There is a high probability that you are being dragged into
fraudulent gambling.”
She said in a cool voice.
“You mean there’s going to be a scam in that alley?”
“Yes.”
In fact, as advised by Princess Deborah, as soon as they went
to the alley where the pawn shop was located, he saw the men
with a mischievous appearance boasting about winning 20
times with dice.
Guillaume was astonished as it went not a bit different from
her expectations.
“As expected, the princess must be the gambling scammer
that I only heard of. Maybe because she’s a Seymour who is
famous for their good brain, she’s completely different from
ordinary scoundrels like us.”
'Really, if I hadn’t recognized it in advance, I would be in
trouble.’
Perhaps because of her advice, at that moment he suddenly
came to his senses as if his back was hit by the nanny.
If it weren’t for her words, he would have acted impulsively
according to his feelings at that moment.
Tiery actually avoids going to a place with strong addictions
like inertia. He was swept away to the provocative side and
forgetting the reality as if torturing himself.
This is because he’s sick and tired whenever he recalls the
fact that he has to hold the sword every day.
'I was tricked in that way last time.’
He earned money from the race track, but the reason why he
wasted all his fortune at the gambling house was because he
fell into the atmosphere of having a cold ride around the race
course.
He was helped twice by her.
It was quite a big deal, in return for handing over the hatching
stone that was like dusty stone rolling around in the sword’s
warehouse of Diery.
‘Although it wasn’t an advice that was worried about me
according to Princess Deborah’s personality….’
He rubbed the scorching neck.
CHAPTER 87

“Oh? Lord. There, aren’t they Lord Tiery and Princess

Deborah?”
Miguel tilted his head because there was an unusual
combination at the hallway of the main building of <Epsilon>.
‘Their relationship doesn’t look quite bad.’
Both of them secretly suited each other as they were both
handsome and beautiful, with a feeling of delinquency
flowing somewhere.
'He’s the problematic son who is very flashy and stands out as
much as his appearance.’
Princess Deborah was famous for being so notorious since
childhood and Sir Tiery was a scoundrel that everyone knew.
'Thanks to Princess Deborah, Sir Tiery tends to be buried a lot
all this time.’
"What the hell?”
He heard Isidor’s cold voice in his ear.
Suddenly, the atmosphere next to him was not ordinary, so
Miguel glanced up at his lord.
'Yikes.’
When he’s in his original appearance, he did not show much
of his dirty personality, but the Lord was staring at the place
where Deborah and Tiery were standing with a very
dissatisfied face.
Meanwhile, Tiery was having an odd conversation with
Deborah.
“Are you really coming to the music room to meet me?”
He chuckled and talked with a peculiarly light tone.
“What kind of song do you like? Thanks to you, I barely
survived the fate of almost dying by being struck with my
father’s knife, so if you request it, I will play everything well.
I mostly play nocturnal songs, but I can also play Minuet.”
Deborah’s eyes widened a little as he was a little excited and
quickly poured out his words.
She paused for a while, then opened her mouth.
“I came not because of the piano performance but because I
had something to ask.”
It seemed that she looked interested in the piano for the
moment, but he guessed that it was an illusion in a good way.
“What is it?”
“Is there any chance that Sir Diery has more holy spirit eggs?”
It was a trivial question, so Tiery was somehow disappointed
and scratched his chin.
Last time, it looked so pathetic, so he wanted to make up for it
a little bit this time.
“If there was, I would have taken it away.”
“… Aha.“
“Brother Diery is not interested in anything other than a
sword. Probably the hatching stone is the only thing he
received as a child.”
"I see.”
“Stop by the music room if you are free. Although I’m the
only one in the music club, so it’s much better. It’s better than
listening to a lousy performance.”
“There is only one person, but can you call it a club?”
“I know that there are only two people in the 5th princess’
mana research club.”
“…There are three.”
“Michelle Granber is a ghost member.”
In the midst of a silly conversation while grinning, a familiar
figure was seen.
'Every time I see Sir Isidor, he looks very handsome.’
He walks toward this side with a neat gesture.
The moment their eyes met, Tiery tilted his head as if Isidor
looked at him with a cold expression.
'Ey, I must have seen it wrong.’
The Isidor that he knew was a gentleman and kind to
everyone. He’s very patient, so he never got angry for no
reason.
“Princess Deborah, what are you doing standing here?”
Isidor, who naturally intervened, smiled sweetly at Princess
Deborah and asked a question gently.
'Wow, you’re disgustingly handsome.’
Tiery was astonished on his own.
In the meantime, he’s only impressed when he sees Isidor’s
face as if seeing an outstanding work of art, but somehow a
subtle irritation begins to flow.
'Why is this jerk suddenly being like a fox? I’m sure he
cheekily glared at me just now.’
“Sir Isidor, why do you treat me as a ghost? You’re making
me sad.”
“What were you talking about with Sir Tiery, Princess?”
“Hey. I’m here.”
Princess Deborah looked at Isidor, blinking her eyes slowly
and then opened her mouth.
“That, it’s, it’s not a big deal. You two can talk. I have class
soon, so I have to go.”
She quickly got out of the conversation.
As soon as Princess Deborah disappeared, Isidor expression
became cold somewhere, so Tiery’s shoulders flinched,
'I was right that he glared at me before.’
“Sir Tiery. Why are you suddenly talking comfortably to her
as if she’s a fellow knight? Aren’t you two unfriendly with
each other?”
“Why do I feel like you are interrogating me? I did not do
anything wrong.”
“I’m asking a question very kindly just now. Would you like
me to show what it’s like to be interrogated properly?”
“Sigh, it’s not that great as she said, so you don’t have to
worry about it. Why the hell a person who has other things to
worry about instead of trivial things being like this?”
“You must have forgotten that I am one of the Vice-Captains
of the White Knights, but you must like it if I sent a three-year
report on your training attitude to Duke Orge? Now, this is
interrogation.”
“Are you threatening me cheaply with something like that!
It’s too much. It means to die.”
“What do you mean a threat. I’ve been hiding your poor
attitude all this time. While we are at it, please express that
you want to stop the preferential treatment.”
"Wow! I can’t win only with words. Are you this kind of
person?”
“So it’s simple if you tell me what happened. I can’t stand any
curiosity.”
Tiery slightly frowned by looking at the stubborn attitude of
Isidor which was unlike him.
'Sigh, he’s so weird.’
The relationship between Princess Deborah and Lord Isidor
seemed to be quite different from the rumors.
Most of them were speculating that Princess Deborah was
threatening Isidor, or that there would be some kind of deal
and agreement between their households.
The former is groundless and exaggerated, but the latter is
quite trustable.
In terms of faction for Seymour and Visconti, they were both
a long-established family of the imperial faction.
'By the way, it seems that Isidor’s side is much more
interested in Deborah.’
Tiery pondered for a moment as Isidor kept pushing for
answers.
'What should I do?’
But still, he couldn’t tell the truth that after making a
counterfeit hatching stone and selling the genuine one to her,
they went to the horse track together with that money.
He quickly made the right excuse.
“The other day, I told Princess Deborah to come to the
Epsilon club room if she wants to hear a piano performance.”
It was also true.
Actually, she came to him last time to listen to the
performance.
"Piano performance?”
Isidor raised his eyebrow.
“I play the piano pretty well even though I’m like this. The
princess likes to appreciate lyrical music. Our musical taste
also matches well.”
“……”
“Did you understand? Then I’m going to train. I thought you
were the most generous, but it turned out you were the scariest
person.”
Tiery walked towards the exit of the main building while
grumbling, and Isidor roughly brushed up his hair in a
confused mood.
'Why is that jerk so annoying?’
He wasn’t in a good mood though, but when Tiery laughed
amiably and talked to her comfortably in a friendly tone,
Isidor’s insides were twisted.
In addition, the fact that Tiery became close to Deborah just
because he plays the piano, secretly provoked him.
What? Their music tastes match well?
Just what kind of princess is she to have that musical taste to
talk about it like that.
When he thought that the two of them might get closer
together in the future through the common interest of playing
the piano, he gradually became bitter.
He strides toward Miguel with an irritated expression who
was waiting at the entrance.
“Miguel.”
“Yes, Lord.”
“I’m going to practice the piano.”
“……”
“Ask around about a grand piano with the best excellent tone,
made by a renowned craftsman.”
“…..Yes, Lord. I will prepare it.”
He stopped by the largest music store in the Yones district
that day.
Then he bought a bunch of nocturnal sheet music with a
lyrical and atmospheric melody and went back to the mansion.
***
“Sigh.”
I looked around the white stone and sighed.
“Why the hell are you not reacting to this?”
All the circumstances say that I have acquired both the holy
spirit egg and the magic tool, but there was no change even
when I knocked and rubbed it with the sword thousands of
times.
I even tried putting the sword and the egg together in a
blanket to give it a cozy feeling like being in a mother’s arms.
Of course it was still unresponsive.
'Is there any other way of an operation that I don’t know?’
If it’s the knowledgeable Arin, who has read a lot, she may
know something about ancient hatching artifacts.
I grabbed the tea leaves and headed to the annex where Arin’s
laboratory was located.
CHAPTER 88

“Princess Deborah! You are here.”

She ran up and greeted me graciously.
She reminded me of a small squirrel staring at me with
sparkling eyes.
‘Cute.’
I tried to swallow the laugh and entered the lab.
Her lab that was moved this time was wider than before as if
father cared about it.
In the past, it felt like a study that can only do research, but
now there are reception tables to drink tea and some other
items that are supposed to be her hobby.
“What are these things?”
“That, I made that to give it to you, but it’s still unfinished, so
I’m a little ashamed!”
Arin suddenly put a cloth over the stuff.
I asked you to make a handkerchief that acts as a hot pack, but
are you in the middle of that?
'Arin also makes various goods for Armand.’
There must be a lot of work to do other than these things, but
even the words I threw as if passing by were performed like a
task.
'Am I that scary?’
Even if Arin reported me to the Ministry of Labor, it seemed
like she would have nothing to say, but unfortunately, since
this is a tragic novel, advanced labor-management relations
did not exist.
I looked at her with faint eyes and took out high-quality tea
leaves from a large bag.
“Last time, didn’t you tell me you wanted to serve me tea?
Are you sure I understand it correctly?”
“Ah yes! Yes! You are right!”
She nodded violently.
“I brought a fine tea. Sir Isidor sent it, so it must be good.”
“Lord, Lord Isidor sent you tea?!”
“Yeah.”
“I, I see. You received a gift, the precious one, share with,
with me….”
She barely spoke as if she was choking, and put the tea leaves
in a hot teapot while her cheeks dyed red.
'I guess you must be an Isidor fan since you look impressed?’
As expected, he’s the most popular man in the Empire.
Perhaps the only person who hates him for no reason is
probably my father. He didn’t seem to have a good
relationship with Philaf, so he was exempted.
“Sir Isidor is handsome though.”
Especially when he laughs brightly with dimples.
“Yes? I think the princess is a lot cooler… Oh, no, that, Sir
Isidor is very popular.”
Arin, who was stuttering something, carefully poured the hot
tea into the teacup.
As the tea leaves were brewed, a sweet scent spread
throughout the lab, and Arin’s white cheeks became more red.
“It’s really a nice tea. It’s an honor to have tea time with the
princess like this. I will probably never forget it.”
Because I got used to Arin’s flattery, I took a sip of the tea
calmly.
'By the way, the tea is delicious. It doesn’t seem like black
tea, but it seems to come from another region.’
It’s quite fine to sell it in Armand?
However, I soon discovered that the tea Isidor sent me as a
congratulatory gift for being the top-ranking of the Academy
was so expensive that it traded for about 30 million won for
500 grams.
Anyway, I didn’t know it was a tea like gold powder and
sipped it comfortably, so when it was half empty, my mouth
was wide open
“Arin, perhaps do you know anything about ancient magic
tools? It has a function to hatch the holy spirit……”
Arin mumbled, saying that I had called her name while
covering both of her cheeks, and then hurried to the point.
“The hatching artifact I read in the book explained that there
was a switch that released mana, or that it worked when you
put a lot of mana into a mana stone. If the mana wavelength is
correct, the egg is said to resonate.”
Suddenly, there was a passing thought in my head.
'Aha, why didn’t I think about that?’
After all, the aura used by prosecutors is the fundamental
energy source called mana.
I forgot the fact that I had to keep using mana because of my
memories of my previous life.
Obviously in the novel, when Diery inflicted sword energy
into the sword he was given, the holy spirit egg must have
reacted.
“Is it possible to infuse mana here?”
Arin, who touched around the iron sword of the bizarre shape
that I had pulled out, opened her mouth with a distressed
expression.
“I’m sorry but the only people who can infuse mana into such
a firm sword are knights with strong auras. Although I can
take measures to keep the surface of the sword from rusting.”
'It was a tricky magic tool to operate. There are not many
knights that can use sword energy.’
The knights here practice the qi energy in the lower abdomen,
where the auras is piled at. And when you can freely raise this
aura, you could become a formal knight.
However, releasing the aura with a clear energy and putting it
on the sword required a natural talent like a magician.
‘If I want to hatch the holy spirit, I need a Sword Master like
Diery.’
There are only a limited number of people who can use it, so
this sword must have been rusted and wandered all over the
place, then flowed into the suspicious auction store.
Diery has kept eggs like fossils for over 17 years.
'Now I feel like I really found the right answer.’
***
Since I knew the principle, the problem was solved quickly.
I asked my father to borrow the Sword Master from the
Knights of the Seymour family for a while.
As the knight infuses the sword, a strange geometric pattern
rises from the back of the sword, then an unpleasant sensation
rises somewhere and suddenly stops.
After that, the white holy spirit eggs in my grasp vibrated
finely, as if resonating with a strange wave.
'It was successful. The super rare holy spirit woke up!’
I quickly shoved the egg into my pocket and pretended as if
nothing had happened.
Fortunately, everyone was focused on the strange sword
where the pattern came up and disappeared, so they weren’t
interested in the objects in my hand.
'It’s bothersome if other people know about the shape of the
holy spirit egg.’
Although it doesn’t matter after the turtle comes out.
“Deborah, where the hell did you get this strange sword from?
I surely felt a unique mana wave just now.”
Duke Seymour retrieved the sword from the knight, looked
around the object with a serious face, and touched it with his
hand.
When the aura was infused, I only felt slightly unwell but the
Duke with the top 0.01 percent mana sensitivity seemed to
feel that the sword wasn’t ordinary.
“It’s an object that I also bought from the peculiar action
house when I bought the book of the 6th generation head of
family last time.”
“You are really lucky. This sword seems to be an ancient
artifact when I looked at it. We need to study more about what
it is used for.”
'The purpose has already been fulfilled. Father.’
My conscience was stabbed gently again as it’s my daily life.
However, what if, another holy spirit egg that responds to that
artifact may appear again one day.
It wouldn’t be bad if you hand it over as a heirloom.
At Duke Seymour’s explanation, the knight’s face was
astonished.
"Oh my gosh! That precious ancient artifact! Duke Seymour.
Congratulations from the bottom of my heart. The princess is
also really amazing.”
“It’s because my father is full of virtues and luck.”
“Look here, my daughter is exceptionally clever, she still
thinks of me, and she is even lucky. Last time, she brought
something like the family heirloom. Haha! It was Bellemont’s
autobiography.”
“I didn’t know that princess would think about Seymour like
this!”
I returned to my room after receiving sudden outpouring
praise from them.
Then I took out the holy spirit egg, which started shining
brightly from my pocket.
“Your name is purple.”
Turtle. Purple. Surprisingly, the rhyme was a perfect fit.
Besides, look at the meaning of purple.
Somehow it’s stuck well like a formula. I put the holy spirit
on a soft feather pillow while admiring the wonderful sense of
naming by myself.
'Hatch quickly.’
The holy spirit was quite strong because it was a mixture of
animals and spirits. I heard that a high-potential holy spirit
can be as strong as an intermediate level spiritualist.
'I’ll give you a lot of meat side dishes. I am rich unlike Mia.’
Hoping that holy spirit grows stronger every day, I watched
the egg with a sparkling anticipation for a long time.
***
“Ophelia. That person entrusted you with the most important
task, but you did not do anything right.”
A gloomy and bewildering voice resonated in a dark cave.
Ophelia was trembling and kneeling in the middle of the
foundation, which had discoloured in black with blood stains.
Soon she thought she might disappeared as the leader ordered,
so she got goosebumps and cold sweat flowed
“That person showed a sign of disappointment towards you.”
“Huk, eek.”
Ophelia’s face turned pale as a large tarantula crawled over
her fingers on the floor.
In front of the foundation, a small black spider snoops over
his head and then re-enters from the edge sleeve of the man’s
wide robe sitting in the left chair.
“Sorry, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”
It was a terrible sight, but it’s even more frightening that the
person might punish her, so Ophelia whole body trembled like
a leaf and swallowed dry saliva several times.
“What is the reason Mia’s presence lacks so much? She
eventually went to the Academy, but she missed the top-
ranking.”
“But the, the temple regards highly of her.”
“Is it one or two priests that regard her highly in the temple?
She’s not that kind of level, so you have to treat her like a
saint. I don’t think you treasured all the support. I can’t even
count anymore how much the holy blood has cost.”
“The supply of holy blood is not working well in the East.
Keep in mind that resources are not infinite.”
A man sitting next to the monstrous man, who keeps the
spiders overlaid, spoke with an annoyed voice.
Ophelia was intimidated by their continuous warnings, and
spoke in a crawling voice.
“That, my, according to my analysis… I think the reason Mia
doesn’t stand out much more than expected is probably
because of Deborah Seymour.”
CHAPTER 89

“Hmm.”
“Recently, it has been so noisy and loud. Lady Mia was
discriminated against and missed many opportunities to play
an active part.”
“Even though many opportunities were given?”
“I’m really sorry.”
Ophelia apologized by pounding her head on the floor.
“Why does it have to be Seymour… It’s a headache.”
The people of that family weren’t the ones who could be
touched easily just because they got in the way.
‘I heard that Duke Seymour exceptionally specially cherished
her.’
If the lady was a low-ranked aristocrat that was a hindrance to
the plan in this way, her life would have disappeared already.
“Seymour’s… why did that woman, who didn’t have much to
see, changed?”
“I, I’m not sure either. She was obviously just a stupid
villainess..…”
Ophelia was talking gibberish.
“Is that what should come from your mouth as an
informant?!”
“Villainess you say. If the majority say that’s true, then it is
right, and if it is wrong, then it is wrong. Ophelia, if the
majority say that it’s a devil, then it means it can also be an
angel.”
“That…I’m, I’m sorry. This will never happen again. Still, the
princess from the Sereig family keeps her in check. She is a
person who is good at driving the public’s opinion. The
princess’ side will agree with her.”
“Can you affirm it?”
“Yes! Yes! The formula is a bit of a gain, and since she
doesn’t know how to deal with mana, there is no reason for
her to stand out in the future.”
Ophelia said while nodding her head violently.
She was trusting the data she had carefully researched in the
past. And she thought that people do not change that easily.
'It must be a coincidence. It should be a coincidence.’
Ophelia thought while crawling down the foundation with a
trembling body.
‘It’s not trustable at all.’
Meanwhile, the man sitting on the left looked at Ophelia’s
back with disbelief and tapped the chair with his fingers.
***
I diligently watched the eggs that became more transparent
and brighter as the days passed, and then I prepared to go to
the academy.
'It’s already annoying.’
In the fall semester, there were many academic conferences
and various events compared to the spring semester, so I
expected it to be quite busy.
In addition, there was a meeting today with Bert Seymour, the
Dean of the Department of Magic.
I don’t know why he’s suddenly looking for me, but I hoped it
wasn’t just a bothersome matter.
As I walked towards the Department of Magic, I breathed
deeply in front of the Dean’s office and shook the bell string.
Soon the door opened and I bowed to Marquis Bert, Duke
Seymour’s twin brother.
“It’s been a long time. Deborah. How have you been?”
He tapped the pipe to the ashtray and spoke.
A faint scent of medicinal herbs lingered around the tip of the
nose with the smell of plump pipe smoke.
“Why does it smell like grass?”
I spoke while feeling puzzled, as it didn’t seem like a simple
cigarette smell.
“Dean, did you have a good time?”
“Honestly speaking, I did not have a good time thanks to you
in the meantime. It was very noisy inside out.”
I shut my mouth embarrassedly at his cold reply.
'Of course, I knew it would be difficult.’
No wonder I was worried even before I came here.
“Shouldn’t you be able to share your plans and thoughts with
me at least once in advance about the truth-finding meeting
the other day and the lecture that you had been running at the
Tower all this time? If you are going to act on your own like
that, why do you need to go to the Academy?”
However, unlike his cold tone, his silver eyes had a strange
look.
I don’t know what kind of answer he expects from me, but it
wasn’t like me to bow my head and say I’m sorry.
As I walked through the halls of the Department of Magic, I
remembered the phrase I saw all the time.
“I go to the academy because it is a place with the purpose of
truth.”
"Truth? What does that have to do with you making
judgement on your own and doing whatever you want?”
“Truth is a universal and valid law or fact that anyone can
approve anytime, anywhere, and the Academy’s first Dean of
the Department of Magic engraved the quote on the
tombstone so that the truth will set you free because you know
the truth.”
“So, you are freely pursuing the truth?”
“… Yes. Please think that it’s the will of freedom, not
arbitrary.”
"Hahaha!”
He suddenly started to laugh as if it was funny.
“I feel relieved because I don’t think you are going to be
attacked easily when I see you talking as sly as a fox. Well, I
don’t need to grow my worries since you already made Lord
Raymont impossible to recover.”
'What do you mean?’
As I blinked my eyes with a puzzled face, he got up from the
wooden desk and approached me.
“It means there are a lot of jerks who are jealous of your
rightful Academy top-ranking spot. If they say bullshit, step
on them that way. So they can’t say anything.”
“Ah, yes. All right.”
I was a little surprised by Bert’s speech without reservation
like the Duke.
'He’s as bad as Duke Seymour’s personality.’
I thought Duke Seymour had a lot of trouble in the succession
competition because of Marquis Bert.
“What kind of tea do you like?”
He asks with a very soft voice.
I hesitated and told him the name of the most popular tea here.
“What about dessert?”
“I heard that the cake from Armand is delicious these days.”
I didn’t forget to promote in between.
“Ah, I think I’ve heard of it too. The assistants often went to
buy and eat it.”
‘Wow. That’s good news.’
Before long, the servants served two cups of black tea from
the south, and silence hovered in the office.
“Why do you think I called you? Somehow I think you can
guess this too.”
“I’m not really sure. I have committed a lot of trouble so far.”
Maybe it’s about the guy who Deborah broke his forehead by
throwing a magic stone and filed a complaint later on.
Marquis Bert seems to favor me to a certain degree so when I
spoke honestly, he smirked while the scar on his cheek
wriggled.
“Well, there has been a lot of news and accidents since you
enrolled in the Academy. I like the loudness these days. There
are many people who are jealous of you, but you should also
know that there are many professors who are fun like me.”
Why did it come out of nowhere?
“…..”
“The introduction was long. In conclusion, it means to give
lectures sometimes at the academy as well other than the
Tower. I will make space for this occasional lecture.”
It’s spicy and crazy.
Complimenting while attacking, and finishing with a request.
'How do I refuse this?’
“All right.”
I finally accepted his request.
His words also bothered me that there were people who were
trying to criticize my achievements.
'What kind of punk is it?’
Since I was the notorious from the Seymour family, I was not
in a position to be envious of certain people even if I was
cursed by everyone.
However, it seemed a little annoying because I was the top-
ranking.
'I’m pissed off.’
By attacking my thesis, it means that my lump fixed monthly
income might be a blow.
'I can’t forgive anyone who touches my purse.’
I finished my tea and came out of the Dean’s office.
***
'I will get busier.’
Materials for lectures, preparation for group academic
conferences for Epsilon, and even the business.
I felt gloomy at the grim bomb of work that fell right in front
of my nose.
In particular, preparations for the academic conference of the
Mana Club with the 5th princess secretly took a lot of effort.
Recently, Epsilon has a group academic conference ahead so
everyone was busy.
Since I’m a member that was transferred in the middle, I was
able to get away in the spring semester, but I think it will be
impossible starting from the fall semester.
'Because the highlight of the academy is the fall semester.’
Above all, the 5th princess’ motivation to present a wonderful
thesis at the group academic conference seemed to pierce the
sky.
And she also was so famous to the point that the Epsilon‘s
academic conference can be counted with five fingers in the
Empire.
This is because Epsilon’s seniors like the shining stars,
imperial officials, and famous scholars would also attend.
If the thesis caught the eyes of high-level officials, it could be
reflected in the actual policy, so it was of great significance to
the academicians.
However, it gave me an ominous feeling like only the path of
suffering in the future would be opened clearly.
'Something is wrong.’
I secretly escaped to the club room in a bitter mood and
walked around it, then went inside the main building of
Epsilon.
The inside of the main building was always kept at the right
temperature by magic, and it was nice to cool my head
because there were a variety of attractions such as paintings
and sculptures on display.
As I wandered around, I walked to the sound of the squeaky
piano accompaniment coming from somewhere.
‘Isn’t Tiery is the only one in the piano music department?’
Maybe a child comes in and plays the piano.
Tiery is a human being who will even bring the younger
brother he got from somewhere to this place.
Dang- Ding-! Dang!
'What the hell are you trying to play with that?’
I was convinced for sure that it was a child so I leered
carelessly at the music department window, I was suspicious
of my eyes at the reliable back figure for a moment and as
soon as I knew of his identity, I bit my lips hard.
CHAPTER 90

Ah, I’m going crazy. I can’t laugh.’

I can’t believe Isidor was the person who I thought was a
child.
“Pft!”
I didn’t want to disturb him, so I tried to endure it no matter
what, but that big back figure was so serious that I ended up
laughing out loud.
It was really beyond my control.
“What?”
Isidor turned back with a slight frowned expression as if
feeling offended, and was surprised to see me bursting into
laughter.
“Since when have you been there?”
“Just now, Sir Isidor, but it was so funny…so I couldn’t stand
it… Pft, hahahaha!”
Eventually, I couldn’t endure it and bursted out.
“……”
His eyelids were wide open and his emerald pupil shakes.
Even though I felt embarrassed vividly, it has been such a
long time since I’ve been laughing like this, so the laughter
wouldn’t stop anytime soon.
Isidor was a perfect man in many ways, so his five-year-old-
like poor piano skills were really unexpected.
'No, it’s an insult to the age of five.’
I was barely true, hesitated, breathed, and barely touched my
lips
I calmed down with difficulty, gasped for breath, and barely
shut my mouth.
“I’m not laughing at your performance….. I didn’t know that
Sir Isidor would have been so off-tuned yet in rhythm.”
“Because it’s been a long time since I played it. The sheet
music and keyboard are still adapting in my hands! You know
because we have danced at the ball together, right?”
He slightly pouted and said bluntly.
“However, even if your hands are skilled on the keyboard,
you don’t seem like playing it well.”
“How well does Princess Deborah play that you are so
confident like that?”
When I didn’t stop laughing at all, he provoked me.
“I am ten times better than Sir Isidor.”
No matter who sees it, I seemed to play better than this guy.
And when I was a kindergarten student, I mastered Bayer and
Cherney.
“Can you prove it?”
“Yeah.”
I sat next to him confidently, put my hand on the keyboard,
and realized the bad effect of early education.
There was only one song I remembered.
“Does Princess Deborah play the piano with two fingers?”
Isidor squeezed his mouth as if holding back his laughter.
“Listen first. Don’t make fun of it.”
I started playing the chopstick marching songs that I could
only play without sheet music.
Isidor was insignificant at first when I pressed the keyboard
with two fingers, but later became amazed.
“Good music comes out in that way also. It’s cheerful and
nice.”
He soon smirked while acknowledging the outstanding
musical of the chopstick marching song.
“Where did you learn the song? It’s fun.”
When asked where I learned it, I turned around the words as I
felt a prick of conscience.
“Isn’t it fun? Try playing it too, Sir Isidor. As you can see, it’s
a lot easier than the songs of phenomenal sheet music, and
this song is originally played by two people.”
“Which guy taught you to play it with two people?”
“Me.”
“You are…. A good teacher.”
After hesitating for a moment, Isidor clumsily imitated the
place where I pressed the keyboard.
It was a very easy song, so he followed it well.
The shape of his long fingers in the white gloves was so
elegant so his appearance was quite good. Should I say he’s
like a pianist?
'It’s funnier because only the hands are cool.’
I soon added the accompaniment to match his marching song
I was confident in the accompaniment because my close
friend in school liked to play this song during the break.
“Ah, it’s wrong.”
Isidor made a similar mistake at that part like that friend and I
felt familiar with that.
It seemed like a drop of blood wouldn’t come out if I stabbed
it, but it was a moment where my fixed prejudice and
stereotypes about him were shaken.
“This song is getting faster and faster.”
I get some sense of playfulness like when I was young.
As he fastly tapped the keys faster, Isidor moved his fingers
while a little distracted.
Then his sturdy arm touched my arm, and our hands on the
piano bumped into each other.
“…..!”
Isidor’s hand that was touched suddenly bounced off and he
pressed strange keys.
“Why don’t you hit the next one?”
With our hands suddenly stopped, he suddenly flinched and
then suddenly stood up from his seat.
“Oh, I didn’t bump into you very hard.”
“…It’s hard. Enough. Although it may not be the case for
Princess Deborah.”
What are you talking about. This bulky and distracted guy.
“Are you exaggerating the pain just now? Finish the song and
go. It must be the only song that can be played with Sir
Isidor’s skill now.”
He suddenly tried to get out of the music room, and I spoke in
a slightly flustered mood.
He sighed briefly with his back on me, then turned his head
and glared at me with his sleek eyes.
He looked gentle and friendly up until now, but now he has a
rebellious face like a wolf in puberty.
Fixing his gloves, he reached out to the coat of the knight suit,
which he had hung on a hanger.
“It’s fun and full of thrill, but the student wants to say that the
teacher is progressing too fast.”
“Hmm, the student followed me well so I progressed quickly.
It’s a shame.”
“Please teach me slowly next time.”
Isidor’s back figure that was wearing the coat like a scene
from a photo shoot, glanced down at the pocket watch.
“I have to go to the barracks now. It’s because I came out to
practice for a while during my break.”
Oh, it was time to return to the knight’s barracks.
“You are the Epsilon leader, the vice-commander of the
knight, so you must be busy. But why are you practicing the
piano? Perhaps it’s a new hobby?”
“Let’s just say so.”
“So that’s it, what else do you do?”
“You said that listening to the piano is your hobby? It might
be a hobby for me also to play the piano.”
“Who… ah, I guess Sir Tiery said it.”
He didn’t talk about the racetrack, and turned the situation
around well. Just one trick was amazing enough.
“Don’t get along with Tiery too much. He’s a friend with bad
influence.”
He said in a childish and uncomfortable voice.
“If I were to say who’s more notorious, isn’t my reputation
much higher?”
“You are… No, never mind.”
“Why don’t you continue to talk? I will give you 10 gold.”
A joke came out as if the matter with the Master left an
impression for ruining the mood.
He looked at me as if it was absurd and slightly laughed.
“If I were to compare Tiery and you, it’s sad.”
“Well, it’s impolite to Sir Tiery.”
“It’s overly generous. You look sincere. More than anyone
I’ve ever seen… to the point it’s too much.”
He muttered the back words quietly, so I could only hear the
front part.
'Sincerity?’
Master and Isidor. After having the assumption that the two
might know each other, something sounded meaningfully.
We walked side by side towards the main entrance.
Isidor stood on the side road full of the atmosphere of the
beginning of autumn and waved lightly.
“I will see you often. There’s a lot of club activities in the fall.
See you again.“
He gently removes the leaves from my shoulders and then
quickly disappears towards the side streets of the building.
When he disappeared, a thought suddenly came to mind.
'Wait, you didn’t practice the piano because of me, right?’
Why is the axe disease gradually becoming severe?
Even if I tried to deny it, the hand that we bumped into
seemed to be burning later on.
I stood blankly and fiddled with my shoulders, then slowly
walked toward the club room.
***
‘I learned when I was young, so I can play well if I practice a
little bit.’
Isidor, who practiced the piano with unfounded confidence
and courage, realized that his lack of skills were more serious
than expected, and decided to increase the practice time.
Fortunately, the Frat House and the Knights’ Barracks were
close, so he sneaked out during training time and hit the
keyboard in the music room.
'It’s gloomy.’
Now that I see it, it’s not something to be done after
practicing a few days. His hands played differently from the
music sheet.
'Rather, it would be faster to just get rid of the piano club.’
Since it’s a one-person club made for Tiery to enjoy his hobby
life, it’s justified enough.
When he was having a bad temper as his skill was bad and
thinking of making others not be able to play it at all, he heard
a ridicule somewhere.
‘Which guy are you?’
Isidor, who looked back in annoyance, felt that his heart was
beating fastly.
“Pft!”
He realized for the first time that Princess Deborah was
someone who could laugh so loudly and brightly like that.
Even though he was caught for showing an appearance that he
didn’t want to show, he couldn’t even feel the awkward
emotion because of her laughing face.
'Why am I not angry?’
The appearance of her being relaxed and laughing while
holding her stomach was deeply engraved in his mind.
Just like when Princess Deborah opened her eyes widely like
a child and watched the fireworks blankly during the Spring
Flower Festival.
Even then, Isidor was strangely unable to take his gaze off just
like now.
No, it was even more surprising to see her appearance now
laughing as she shed tears.
To the point he thought she was good at playing the piano.
She, who always opened her eyes sharply and put on a wall
like a sensitive cat, suddenly approached and sat next to him.
“I am ten times better than Sir Isidor.”
She put two fingers on the keyboard.
At first it was ridiculous to try playing the piano with two
fingers, but soon the beat of a cheerful song that he heard for
the first time in his life came out.
She laughed confidently as she curved her mouth.
CHAPTER 91

‘What. It’s good to hear.’

Isidor finally grinned.
'Is it a song from another country? It doesn’t seem like a song
that nobles enjoyed listening to.’
Where the hell did she learn this thing? Or, was this also
something new created by her?
The curiosity arose again.
Princess Deborah always had a twist and her behavior was
completely unpredictable.
It’s also like that now.
The princess who suddenly pretended to be a teacher to teach
the piano, began to raise the accompaniment speed with a
playful face like a child, and his heart was beating even faster
to match the beat.
'I’m dizzy.’
As her long and white fingers moved quickly at the side,
Isidor’s elegant hand wandered back and forth on the
keyboard as if he was lost.
Then he bumped into her hand like an accident.
“!”
He was terribly surprised.
The buttons on his sleeves got stuck when he hit the keys, so
Isidor had his sleeve folded up once and bare skin was
exposed between his gloves and shirt.
He also went around wearing long sleeves and thin gloves
even in summer, so he never had to reveal his bare skin this
way. However, today was a very exceptional case.
He felt as if their skin was rubbing against each other for a
moment.
Heat surged all over the body due to unexpected contact, so he
suddenly stood up without him knowing.
'I must be crazy.’
From the moment he saw her laughing out loud, his mind
became weird. Everything was out of expectation and control.
Emergency. Confused by the two letters that came up in his
head, he tried to run away, but she held onto him to finish
playing it.
'Why do you hold on to me when I’m in trouble, even though
you’ve been vigilant of me all the time.’
His reasoning returned a little due to the resentment and
twisted screening.
It was quite arbitrary and impulsive of him to take the fallen
leaves off her shoulder.
Isidor, who was spinning his fingers around the fallen leaf that
was dyed half red this early in the fall, looked at his pale wrist
that had been exposed through the open sleeves.
He hated someone touching him since before.
It’s been a long-standing habit of his to obsessively wear
gloves and lower his sleeves neatly every morning.
He doesn’t know the exact reason for the mysophobia. He just
guessed that it’s probably related to 'that matter’.
When he was young, he was so sensitive that he couldn’t
stand the possibility of other people coming into his space.
{T/N: Awwww poor our Isidor :’) Deborah please save your
man.}
However, after he learned that he would have big problems
with social activities if he was caught that his mysophobia
was severe, he invited a number of tutors to learn social
dances to suppress those feelings.
Perhaps because of his strong will not to reveal his
weaknesses, he was able to dance with the ladies without any
problems at important places.
However, he must wear gloves to provide the psychological
shield.
The glove was a basic accessory worn by knights with
calluses on their hands, so it looked like it’s not a problem on
the surface.
So it was easier to make excuses for himself
It’s not a big deal so he doesn’t have to worry.
‘What’s not a big deal.’
He was surprised that he felt a little touch on his skin until his
mind went blank.
What’s even more shocking was that the emotions he felt at
that moment were not displeasure.
He played around with the fallen leaf in a distracting
movement somewhere, and suddenly jumped up from his seat
with a blushing face.
***
‘Now that I see it, at first it was not it, but I always felt like
I’m the only one swaying in the end.’
The huge back of Isidor clumsily playing the piano often
came in my mind out of nowhere.
After meeting him, I was filled with thoughts about him
without my knowledge.
Even though there seemed to be a mysterious aspect of him, I
didn’t even know that it was because he was nice and kind to
me in the end.
As I was reminded of Isidor who laughed happily while
listening to the music, I suddenly came up with an unexpected
idea.
'Why haven’t I been thinking about that like a fool?’
Those good songs from my previous life were also nice to
listen to here.
However, the famous melody that I know has not been
released here.
Possibility of jackpot music!
Music is the most powerful universal language that goes
beyond all levels.
And since I know the syllables of famous classical music or
pop songs, just humming the symphony will allow me to
borrow from the original composer and create a similar
masterpiece.
Of course, this is not a place where you can make a lot of
money from musical income.
But the music sheet can be sold.
And I also have a good place called Armand where I can
promote various songs.
'I should use the recording artifacts to put BGM on Armand.’
{T/N: I hope Belreck retired faster before Deborah squeeze
everything out of him.}
It’s a project of killing two birds with one stone that makes
the interior atmosphere of Armand unique and beautiful in
addition to promoting the music sheet’s business.
It would be nice to release it as <Armand’s Music Collection>
like a jazz album from a star cafe.
Buying songs from unknown composers that go well with the
background sound of the cafe, I would make the music
collection even richer…
Music and cafe.
As I was planning a new project full of romance with
excitement, I ran into a challenge.
Recording artifacts are too expensive and you can’t put a lot
of songs in them.
Of course, since I have a lot of money, I can buy dozens of
recording artifacts, but there are problems when I’m doing
franchises.
This is because the key of franchise is that everything must be
the same from the atmosphere until the menu whether it’s the
main store or the 100th store
'Hmm…..’
Maybe the franchise would be hard to handle the expensive
accessorial expenses.
'Let’s try it first. Your business partner is the creator of the
recording artifacts, so you’ll get it at a cheaper price.’
If the music sheet sells well in the future, it’s also an amount
that can be offset enough.
‘Firstly, it’s important to get a composer who can mend my
humming and fill in the empty notes.’
The cafe’s BGM is not as urgent as releasing a new menu, so I
wrote down the idea lightly.
'Have they finished developing the menu that I ordered?’
I pressed on the hooded robe and headed for Armand.
***
The savory smell of roasting raw beans was rising in
Armand’s kitchen.
Certainly, the scent was more convincing than the coffee I
have had at Maisond before.
“Lord, would you like to try it once?”
Milo, Armand’s patissier, asked with a hollow face.
It was a face that couldn’t sleep properly.
He must have consumed a lot of caffeine while tasting coffee
to test the taste.
'It means that the amount of beans that are currently coming is
effective.’
As soon as I took a sip of the drink he handed me, I nodded
lightly, meaning it wasn’t bad.
It was a bit inferior to what I had drunk in my previous life,
but this was enough to drink.
'Everything becomes delicious if there’s chocolate in it.’
I couldn’t find a barista that would make the beans smell and
taste properly, so I decided to make a cafe mocha with milk
and chocolate mixed with the beans, and then topped with
whipped cream.
The manager standing next to me took a sip of Cafe Mocha
and was impressed.
“I didn’t know that this black and bitter drink like medicine
named coffee would change marvelously like this! It’s so
delicious as it’s nutty and sweet. It’s not just sweet like the
regular chocolate drink.”
Seeing that everything in the cup was emptied, it seemed that
even those who were not familiar with the taste of coffee
could drink it.
After finishing the development of the new menu, the
manager and I returned to the office in the basement.
“Lord. What are you going to call that savory and yet
somewhat sweet drink?”
“Cafe Mocha.”
“That’s a nice name.”
“It’s important to promote this. Write it down in the
description as the drink of wisdom.”
“A drink of wisdom?”
“Right. Drinking Cafe Mocha can increase your
concentration. The learning effect also gets better. It’s not just
sweet and delicious.”
And now is the best time to launch.
Currently, the academy was in the mood for study because of
the various academic conferences and graduation thesis for
the fall semester.
It was very different from the spring semester, which was
more relaxed and carefree.
‘Those guys cramming for it will slowly come out. No matter
how aristocratic they are, they must have a thesis to graduate.’
Most of them drink cold brew tea containing caffeine like
Duke Seymour to relieve their fatigue, but when you drink the
same amount of tea, the intake rate of caffeine is much lower
compared to coffee.
In the case of tea, although it had the effect of waking up
slowly, the awakening effect was not as strong as coffee.
'It’s not a start-up item that dominated the 21st century for
nothing.’
Once you touch it, you will have no choice but to rely on
caffeine.
Just like I did in my past life.
***
“Princess. Where are you going?”
There is the liberal arts’ class soon, but I was heading toward
the east gate instead of the main building of the Academy and
Margaret asked me with a puzzled face.
“To drink this.”
I take-out two cafe mochas and handed one to Margaret.
“This is a drink I’ve never seen before.”
Margaret muttered in a curious voice, and let out a slight of
admiration while she kept sipping it. It seemed that it suits her
taste.
“It’s delicious.”
'You will be surprised because you can’t sleep at night.’
I grabbed the Cafe Mocha and went into the classroom
without saying a word.
As everyone sees.
If Isidor promoted takeout in a sophisticated way, Cafe Mocha
was the idea for me to promote it myself.
Who has the most dramatic grade change in the academy?
It was who became the top-ranking from the bottom rank.
There was no better person to promote the drink of wisdom
much more than me.
CHAPTER 92

‘I can’t believe you are going around with a cup of drink

before the quiz.’
'Can she do that?’
'There is no rule that says no, but……’
'Because there is something called takeout, you can also do
that strange thing.’
Princess Deborah sat down by the window as usual in her own
way, with her chin up and legs crossed.
She looked quite domineering perhaps because of the power
backing her up. She felt like she was going to give order while
looking down on others right away
Whether the conduct she showed was gossip or not, Princess
Deborah took the test while holding a cup with the Armand
seal on it and took a sip.
Even her result is number one.
She looked completely different from the past when she was
absent on the day of the quiz or when she’s on the list of the
exam retakers every time.
'How can you suddenly improve your grades like that? Did
you even sell your soul to the devil?’
Although her personality still looks bad, the students were
secretly curious when they saw the princess whose grades
improved significantly.
The secret of writing a thesis to the point that the genius 5th
Princess would acknowledge, and even became the Academy
top-ranking.
From then on, the princess showed up with a drink on the day
of the liberal arts class, and took the test.
Then, students started to wonder why she drank that drink
only during the test.
“Since the assistant came instead of the professor on the quiz,
there’s no one to be tactful with her, so that’s why she’s like
that.”
“You are the one who is not tactful. Is Princess Deborah a
person to care about the professor’s feelings? She even sent
away a professor at the Department of Magic without a trace.”
“….Hm. You’re right.”
“I think there is something in that drink.”
“Isn’t she just drinking it because she’s thirsty?”
Ambiguously, the other person happened to be Princess
Deborah, so everyone couldn’t come close to her.
An incident broke out the moment when they were secretly
worried.
“Won’t you do it right?”
A sharp voice echoed through the Academy campus as if
picking the ears with a knife.
As soon as Princess Deborah showed her viper-like temper
after a long time, the students who were passing by stopped
walking without knowing it.
‘She’s, she’s scary.’
'Because she’s angry, she’s more bloody.’
All students had no choice but to mourn for Margaret Rouxel
for her assistance at Princess Deborah’s bloodthirst
expression.
“Why are you so dull tactlessly? Get rid of this!”
It was then.
The princess was unable to endure her temper and threw
roughly the drink brought by Margaret on the floor.
“Kyaak!”
As the bright red tea splashed back and forth, the princess
light purple hem was dyed red as if blood was splashed.
“I’m, I’m sorry.”
“Is apologizing the end of it? Oh? Why aren’t you going!”
When she started squashing the paper cup with the tip of her
high heels without any reason, the attitude of the men, who
were reminded of the incident where the west guy became
impotent, spontaneously became polite.
“If you want to continue assisting me from the start of the
class, you should know what to do. Should I say every single
thing until my mouth hurts?!”
Apparently, the princess’s lady-in-waiting had bought the
wrong drink.
At the warning of Princess Deborah, Margaret, the lady-in-
waiting, cried right away and nodded her head with a face that
seemed to be fainting.
"I’m sorry.”
“There’s an exam right now, but if I can’t get the first place,
will you be responsible?”
Princess Deborah started to be temperamental as if she was
worried about her grades.
“I have to show an example to those jerks who have a lot of
dissatisfaction with me being the top-ranking!”
Some murmured and trembled.
Margaret hastily flowed the tears.
“Heuk, I think tea is better than the sweet cafe mocha to
relieve your tension……”
“How dare you make your own judgement!”
The princess cut off Margaret’s words and opened her eyes
more fiercely.
“Do you think I’m doing this for nothing?! That cafe mocha is
the coffee that I drank when I was developing formulas…!”
Princess Deborah burst with an angry face from head-to-toe,
then suddenly stopped talking.
'What word did you just say but didn’t come up?’
'Developing the formula?’
At the moment, curiosity passed in the eyes of the onlookers
instead of fear.
It was a desire to know the secret to raising the grades.
As if the princess unintentionally told the high-quality
information, she frowned fiercely while chewing her lips, and
raised more curiosity.
“Order it right now!”
Princess Deborah kicked the paper cup towards Margaret and
she disappeared with a fast pace.
Margaret picked up the poorly distorted paper cup while
taking a breath, and rushed toward the East Gate of the
academy.
Long after they had disappeared, the students moved their stiff
hardened lips.
“She’s scary. I really don’t want to get involved with Princess
Deborah.”
“I’m going to be poisoned for nothing.”
They had a conversation, and then went their own way.
The fact that the princess with a bad personality almost threw
a temper was not important right now.
They wanted to quickly confirm the high-level information
they had accidentally obtained.
'She clearly said Cafe…. Mocha, right?’
There must have been something that only Princess Seymour
knew in the new menu released by Armand.
'That’s why she brought that drink around with her every time
there’s a quiz.’
Maybe it’s a drink with a special effect, like Super Aid, which
the knights love.
'Let’s go and see.’
***
'Even though Margaret looks very knowledgeable, she is
surprisingly talented in acting.’
Sweet cafe mocha. Inserting an intermediate advertisement
comment so smoothly like that.
As the employer who planned the operation, I played a great
role in order not to lose.
The training center’s assistant, nicknamed Viper, that I saw on
TV in my previous life helped me a lot.
'By now, the staff must be doing a good job selling cafe
mocha to the students who flocked to Armand.’
They will introduce that inside the cafe mocha, there is a drink
of wisdom called “coffee,” which the wise men of the south
drank.
The Duchy Perdin, where coffee beans are produced, is
located in the south, and some of the elites there would have
drunk coffee so it’s not wrong at least.
And they will add that they brought a secret that only the wise
men shared.
'Because I ordered them that way.’
It’s even more appealing because I said as if I already used
that ‘secret’ since I started to study the formula.
'Yawn! I’m sleepy.’
I was tired after studying hard recently to do well on the
liberal arts quiz.
'Of course, this is nothing now compared to my desperate
efforts to get a scholarship in my previous life.’
If the coffee business goes well, I can earn an income that is
incomparable to the semester’s scholarship, but that’s it.
'I should have opened my eyes more frightenedly. I failed to
control my facial expression while making the comment.
Wasn’t it awkward?’
As I was sitting on a bench in the forest near the Frat House
and having a moment of reflection, someone handed out a
handkerchief.
I lifted my head at the white gloves I used to see.
“Lord Isidor?”
As our eyes met, he smiled brightly.
“Why the handkerchief….”
“It’s stained. Can I do it?”
As I was acting enthusiastically, I didn’t even know the red
tea splattered on my shoes.
Suddenly he leaned over and wiped my pointed shoes.
The feeling of him lightly stroking my feet brought a hot heat
to my neck.
I was so grateful for the aggressive chivalry that I had no
choice but to scream silently.
My vision spins around. I clenched my fists to focus, but
Isidor was sitting next to me at some point.
“Do you usually come here to take a break?”
“I like this place because it is quiet and calm. Of, of course I
like glamorous things the most.”
“Under the glamorous facade, there is usually a quiet
darkness.”
He said strange things and I refuted.
“The gorgeous swan swims under the water without rest. Can
you still say it’s quiet?”
“You can’t hear any sound underwater anyway.”
'That’s right. Sound is difficult to hear because the amplitude
of the sound waves is small inside water.’ {T/N: wtf where
the heck did this physics thinking come out of nowhere? }
Convinced, his emerald eyes looking at me were very sweet.
As if he understands everything.
Strangely, I felt his gaze touched somewhere inside me.
“Ah, Princess. When will you check if my piano skills have
improved or not?”
He changed the subject.
“About the next year?”
I also threw a joke.
“What? So it looks like I need to practice more. Even so, I
played all of the songs that you taught me.”
He giggled.
After sitting side by side for a while and constantly throwing
silly jokes, Isidor got up first while saying he had a schedule.
Somehow, the more I dwell on the conversation, the more I
feel the bones, so I rubbed the nape of my neck.
'Perhaps, do you know anything about me?’
I tilted my head looking at the shoes he had touched.
***
“Lady Margaret. Are you feeling okay?”
Margaret looked at the ladies approaching her with strange
eyes.
They were the ladies who never spoke to her first, saying that
she was a boring person who was blunt and knew nothing but
the law.
“You must not be fine.”
As they deliberately gazed while muttering in a gloomy tone,
the ladies approached her immediately and sat near the
fountain.
“Sigh, that personality is still the same. A lady whom I know
of even had a hair loss with unknown causes when she was a
lady-in-waiting of Princess Deborah.”
“Cheer up. I almost became the princess lady-in-waiting last
semester, so Lady Margaret’s job would be very hard.”
Their eyes were twinkling as if trying to find out something.
Margaret secretly swallowed a sigh while receiving the
attention of them.
'Princess Deborah. How many steps did you look far ahead?’
How did these nasty girls doesn’t deviate from her
expectations, not even an inch?
Margaret was surprised by the big picture of the princess and
had no choice but to be amazed.
CHAPTER 93

‘As my father said, Princess Deborah had outstanding skills,

but she’s humble so she hadn’t shown her abilities at all.’
Margaret recalled the day when she was mingling with the
group of ladies who flocked like bees.
“Margaret, what do you think of Armand?”
Margaret replied without worry.
“I think it’s cool. In particular, they donated that clock tower
for the public’s benefit. ”
“It’s a relief. I would have been disappointed if my vassals
hated my store. ”
When Princess Deborah revealed that Armand was her shop at
first, Margaret didn’t express it, but she was deeply surprised.
The princess, who turned the magic world upside down with
formulas, was the owner of the latest hottest dessert shop in
the Khorun district.
No matter how she’s the great Seymour’s direct line, Margaret
couldn’t believe that she could do so many things on her own
even though they were the same age.
“I say it because I strongly put my trust in you. I still have no
intention of revealing to the outside that I am the store owner.
”
She trusted her.
Those words made Margaret overwhelmed..
“I will repay your faith.”
“I would like to spread to everyone that the cafe mocha from
‘coffee’, is a drink of wisdom that gave a lot of help when I
was developing the formula.”
Margaret thought with opened eyes that night while
experiencing the effect of coffee in a cafe mocha.
'It’s a drink that can double your time.’
In most cases, these great secrets are known only by yourself.
But she made it public to the students.
As expected, she is a wonderful person.
“Princess Deborah is more Seymour than anyone else. I will
assist you well from the side.”
Margaret had already held the bean pods tightly for the
princess, as praised by her most respected father.
So, when the princess asked her to do the strange acting, she
wondered why she should do it at first, but now it wasn’t.
'You looked ahead several times while drawing the big
picture.’
Margaret was vaguely aware of the public opinion that
systematically defamed Princess Deborah’s achievements.
Their repertoire was similar.
Even if she couldn’t deal with mana, the formula is limited
only to combat magic, and so on.
'But they couldn’t see the real thing well.’
Some of the ladies who are good at being agitated came to
mind, but there was no physical evidence for the conviction.
Rather than suffering from a headache about the secret public
opinion of the other person, they were crowded like rats who
saw cheese thanks to the princess’ strategy.
“Margaret, give leading questions while chime in moderately.
If they don’t know their own place and insult me, the princess
of Seymour, record it with this. ”
Leading question?
Margaret was excited about the words that flashed her ears as
the law student.
Besides, Princess Deborah did not spare any support.
She promised to provide an infinite number of artifacts with
recording functions..
Margaret was amazed to know how important it is to collect
real evidence for the crime.
“Use it when collecting evidence. I have a lot of these things.
Hehe.”
“Thank you. ”
Margaret’s blind love, which was originally thick, became
much thicker when she received a gift that she liked.
In addition, Margaret was talented in sting operations.
“Princess Deborah is so great.”
She showed her talent as a genius actress that she never knew
about, and performed as much as possible among the ladies-
in-waiting close to Emanuel.
***
The reason why I told Margaret I was running the store was to
complete the Cafe Mocha’s advertisement script, and also
because of the atmosphere in the social circles.
'Someone is moving systematically.’
If I let it go just like this, there will be problems in recruiting
the monthly subscriptions.
This was because of the tendency of the ordinary aristocrats to
fill their intellectual vanity, not the magician.
However, that lady’s style of inciting the public opinion from
behind was opposite from me.
Even though I was the princess, I didn’t have a faction or
group to overturn public opinion.
If the secret attack under water continues, I will lose for sure.
A bait was needed for the hook to lure the meat under the
water for this reason.
'Margaret is the perfect option for the bait role.’
Those ladies-in-waiting who had worked for Deborah had
been spreading negative rumors about the princess in the
meantime, so Margaret would look quite appetizing in their
eyes.
That’s why, I deliberately advertised the cafe mocha in front
of the campus where a lot of students passed by, and also
spiced it up.
However, the situation that I created seemed to be very
worrisome in the eyes of the 5th Princess.
The 5th princess, who’s sipping the sensational cafe mocha
after 3 days of advertisement with the secretive gossip,
opened her mouth with a serious face instead of opening the
thesis for some reason.
“Princess Deborah.”
“Yes, Your Royal Highness.”
“I also know that the nails will rise above if the hammer is
light. However, if you strike it with too much strength, you
will be hurt by a broken nail no matter how outstanding your
ability is.”
Her gentle advice to be generous to my closest aide while
being on guard against Margaret made me surprised but felt
strangely touched on the other hand.
When I first became possessed, there was no one on my side.
“Thank you for your concern. However, please don’t worry
since I only threw food instead of breaking the nail.”
"I see.”
The 5th princess sighed briefly as if she immediately
understood my words.
“I had some unnecessary worries. Where did the bugs come
from?”
“Probably, it is <Omicron> if you look at the few young
ladies approaching you.”
The 5th princess gnashed her teeth with a coldly stiff
expression for a moment and then relaxed. {T/N : Fun fact,
the 5th princess name is Vivian Histach. Her name was
mentioned once only lol}
I slightly shared my mind as it seems like she had a lot of
personal grudge with Omicron.
Even when I first met her at the ball, she said that Omicron
were cowards.
“They use strategies that strengthen their position by
defaming someone. While they never improve their
abilities……”
“It worked out well. Because I am more cowardly and
vicious.”
“……..”
The 5th princess stared at me silently with yellow eyes that
became serious.
'Was my words too straightforward?’
“I should have slightly got the signature of a marriage
registration at that time.”
I heard strange words somewhere.
“If my brother becomes emperor, he will be able to fix the
law. I mean it is possible.” {T/N : Lol the princess wants to
marry Deborah hahahahaha I ship them, you got my blessing
lets go to the ceremony}
“…….?”
“It’s a joke, so you can laugh.”
“Ha. Ha.”
“By the way, Princess! If there was something good called
cafe mocha, would you tell me first? Honestly, I was sad to
find out late.”
“It works great when you’re cramming for your studies.
However, it’s not all-around.”
“That… I feel refreshed, so my brain works well. It’s better
with this.”
She whispered in a voice as if she could be heard.
'Oh right. Caffeine also has a diuretic effect.’ {Bio Time: A
diuretic is any substance that promotes diuresis, the increased
production of urine.}
There was also a drink that was nicknamed ‘the management
latte’ in my past life.
“It also has such an effect.”
I quickly added. Hoping she advertises that additional
function well.
“I am absolutely perfect now. With this, I’ll double the
amount of research and write a thesis that will surprise the
world.”
There was a knock in the club room while watching the 5th
princess flutter her thesis with crazy eyes ahead of the
academic conference.
“Who is it?”
“Have you been well?”
Finally the owner of the doll club room appeared with a
gloomy voice like a ghost.
'Please don’t leave it here and bring it to your house.’
I gazed at Michelle Granbert while swallowing the words I
couldn’t say.
Her dark green hair like seaweed appeared with dolls larger
than her body on both sides.
'It’s quite amazing.’
On her left stood a doll with a human body with the head of a
bear, and on the right stood a ball-jointed doll with an
ambiguous gender.
The dolls politely greeted me and the princess as if they had
identities.
“I’m amazed every time I see your abilities.”
“I’m flattered.”
“Honestly, I almost forgot your face at all. I thought you
dropped out and went down to the estate.”
“I’m sorry. I’ve been busy these days.”
“Ah, did you two meet each other for the first time today?
Greet each other.”
"Hello.”
“I meet you for the first time.”
The greeting ended in an awkward atmosphere because
Michelle couldn’t hide the sign of finding me hard.
Seeing that she didn’t make eye contact, it seemed like she
was scared of me or didn’t like me very much.
She quietly took a seat next to the 5th princess with the doll
parked on the wall. It was in a diagonal direction far from me.
“Michelle. Why did you come to the club room suddenly?”
“I want to write a thesis too.”
She said while fiddling with her hand full of scars of thin
threads.
“What kind of thesis?”
The 5th princess asked with a curious voice. Michelle’s eyes
that looked lethargic suddenly changed.
“I have found a research subject that strongly stimulates my
research desire. I couldn’t endure it without writing a thesis.”
I flinched in surprise as she suddenly raised her voice with
excitement.
“What on earth is that subject? I’m curious.”
“The 5th Princess also knows.”
“Me?”
“Because it is here with us now.”
She narrowed her eyes.
“What are you talking about right now?”
Michelle Granbert pointed at the seal of the cafe mocha cup
with her fingers.
“This is the subject of my thesis research.”
'What?’
“Armand. I will surely meet the owner who made it.”
CHAPTER 94

What did you say?

I felt so absurd for a moment. Because it’s no different from
declaring that Michelle will meet me now.
I have no intention of revealing that I am the owner of
Armand for the time being… … .
Michelle’s dark green eyes shook quickly as if she realized I
stared at her face without realising.
“Why, why are you being like that?”
“Nothing.”
“I see. Yep.”
The 5th princess intervened in the conversation as if she felt
the awkward flow of air between me and Michelle.
“Is the place that great to the point that you, the famous
gourmet, speak highly of it? There will be more research
content for the restaurants that sells variety of menu and food
ingredients than the store that only sells beverages”
Michelle suddenly made an impassioned speech at the 5th
princess’ question.
“Armand is not just simply a dessert shop!”
‘Oh my! You surprised me.’
The puppets attached to her fingers rattled like crazy, and I
managed to suppress the shriek while biting my lips.
“It’s a place that is deeply accustomed to the consideration of
the customers. Especially for the young ladies, the main
customer base.”
“In what way?”
“The skirt pockets are much smaller than the pants pockets, so
young ladies often forget to carry a pocket watch.”
“So the clock tower plays a useful role for the young ladies
who forgot to bring their watch to keep their promise”
“Yes.”
Michelle was giving meaning to the thing that I somehow got.
“The paper cup is surrounded by the fine and delicate
resistance magic that even made me, the puppeteer surprised.
Strictly speaking, it’s more hygienic than porcelain or glass
cups.”
I see.
Arin really put in a lot of effort.
“Also, that place always cares about satisfying the five
senses.”
She continued with a stuttering voice.
“The scent flowing around it has a great influence on the taste.
Armand presents a variety of scents suitable for the weather
with a service called <Tea of the Day>, stimulating the desire
to try another dessert that matches the scent.”
She seemed to have studied the store from various angles, like
a gourmet, and she was telling about things that I had
overlooked.
She even focused on the advantages instead of the
disadvantages.
‘What is this? This great luck.’
When I want to promote the store in the future and increase
the franchise store, I felt that I would be able to use her thesis
well.
It’s very important to exaggerate it to look greater than it is
“I will also put it in a guidebook that is distributed to
acquaintances of Armand.”
'You want to do not only the thesis but also the guidebook?’.
Michelle made an enthusiastic remark again.
“How many stars are there?”
“There are five.”
“Is it the first?”
“That’s right.”
If a famous gourmet put my store in the list of
recommendations that the Princess also knows about, it could
have a great publicity effect.
Besides, the five stars seems to mean a good thing.
‘She’s a nice and good person…’
It seems that I was looking at her with sentimental eyes
without knowing it.
“Why, what’s wrong?”
Michelle trembled her shoulders again.
“I think I saw it somewhere.”
I looked around roughly.
“Oh, where?”
“I don’t know that. It must have been a different person.’
“Per, perhaps she doesn’t resemble the person with ill-
feelings?”
“No way.”
She rubs the back of her neck with a complicated face
somewhere.
When the mood became sour again, the 5th princess nodded
her head with her arms folded.
“I understand enough why you want to explore that place after
hearing the explanation.”
Michelle cleared her throat once and opened her mouth.
“I think the owner of Armand must be a high-ranking
aristocrat with a high level of insight, not a merchant that only
pursues money.”
Surprisingly, only the fact that she’s a high-ranking aristocrat
was correct.
Even though she was originally an ordinary citizen.
Michelle grasped both her hand and her pale cheeks turned
red.
“Maybe she might be an elegant and educated duchess.
Actually, that is the person I really wanted to meet recently.”
‘I’m sorry but I don’t have any thoughts of meeting anyone.’
“I wanted to at least have a talk about what kind of mind he
had to build a store like that….”
Michelle sighed and mumbled.
“I think it won’t be easy as there are alot of people who run
the store behind the scenes. I don’t even know his face but I
don’t know why I want to meet him.”
“I know that feeling well.”
The 5th princess said quietly.
“The moment I saw Princess Deborah at the truth finding
meeting, I felt that I could get closer even though we did not
speak a word.”
“I might not be able to control this excitement if we met. I
want to give a good first impression.”
“The way to communicate is sincerity.”
“I made a doll, will you accept it?”
“How could I refuse a doll made by a skilled puppeteer in the
empire?”
When the talk of exchanging presents suddenly jumped in, I
was at a loss.
That was not in the plan, but I can’t reveal I’m the owner of
the store.
“Right, Princess Deborah?”
“……That’s right.“
I had to struggle hiding my hint of restlessness all the time
'It’s autumn, but why am I sweating a bucket?’
After the gathering, I sat in a suitable place around the Frat
House and looked up at the deepening sky.
The sky was blue without a single cloud, but the trees were
shaking vigorously by the wind that was colder than the
beginning of autumn.
***
Currently billiard games are in full swing in the Men’s Frat
House of Omicron.
The atmosphere was more noisy and busy than usual when
Philaf, who was stuck at home for a while by the probation
order by Duke Montes, appeared at the meeting after a long
time.
“Ah, what a waste. I should have hit it a little bit sideways.”
“What do you mean waste? It’s my turn now.”
Pilaf, who was holding a long cue stick, rubbed the chalk
roughly and got into position.
Soon one of the onlookers stepped forward and expressed
doubts.
“Sir Philaf. Why don’t you hit to the left? I think that yellow
ball is the most convenient place to hit.”
“I changed my mind. It’s not fun if it’s easy.”
“Then you might lose to me.”
“If I lose to you, I will go to Montes’ Castle.”
Philaf snorted then hit the white ball so hard that it made a
crackling sound.
The white ball bounced twice on the corner of the table,
accurately touched the purple ball that was in a rather tricky
position, and dropped down.
“Wow!”
The sound of cheers bursted out immediately.
“It was successful.”
Philaf, who succeeded in clearing all the remaining balls on
the table, threw the cue stick anywhere and picked up the
juices lined up in the billiards bar.
“Sir Philaf. What have you been doing?”
The executive of Omicron approached.
“Why ask if you knew? I was stuck in the corner of the house
because I couldn’t beat my father’s torment.”
“You must’ve had a really hard time. You have lost a lot of
weight.”
The executive spoke as he looked at Philaf who was standing
with a thin jawline.
His sharp eyes were even fierce as he lost weight.
“A hard time…. You can also speak about anger disease
elegantly like that.”
As Philaf muttered in a low voice like growling, the executive
clicked his tongue as if he knew everything.
“It must be because of Mia and Diery? However you don’t
have to worry too much. I heard that after Diery lost in the
jousting match, he recently has been focusing on swords only,
maybe because the shock was so great.”
Philaf slightly lifted his eyebrows in a dubious mood.
Actually, he was not very interested in that news.
He already did a lot to Mia like his father said.
'I gave her a freaking expensive jewel and even put her in a
club where the insignificant ruined nobles couldn’t step in.’
He could give more support if she wants as she’s the lifesaver,
but he didn’t want to disturb his father’s temper, so he did not
think of actively stepping forward.
Rather, it was Isidor’s unexpected action that got on Philaf’s
nerves throughout his probation.
He heard the news that a guy who was keeping a low profile
suddenly competed in a jousting match and won the
championship.
Besides, he gave the glory of winning to Deborah out of
nowhere, so it doesn’t even make sense.
He was probably bragging about all kinds of things on the
podium.
The knights participated in the jousting match, mostly came
out for the purpose of acting great in front of the lady.
When the corner of Philaf’s mouth was stiffened firmly, the
chattering of executives nearby were heard.
Philaf, who listened closely to their conversation, suddenly
flashed a fishy smile.
“Philaf. Where are you going all of a sudden?”
“None of your business.”
He replied with a cold voice and quickly stepped out of the
secret room.
***
'It’s cold as I’ve been sitting here for a long time. I have to go
in.’
After spending some time breathing in the cool breeze under a
shady bench near the Frat House, I walked toward the place
where the carriages were waiting.
"Oh……”
When I arrived, I suddenly recalled a fragment of my memory
floating so I stopped walking.
This is because a familiar carriage was near the carriage on
which the Seymour seal was hanging.
A carriage made of black ebony wood, with the seals of the
four spirits hanging on it.
'That is, the Montes family’s four-wheeled carriage.’
Why is that here?
The Spirit Department side is far from the east gate direction.
"Long time no see. Deborah.”
I ran into a person I wasn’t particularly pleased with.
“It looks like you’ve been doing well.”
It was Philaf Montes.
CHAPTER 95

“As you can see, I haven’t been doing well. Thanks to the
princess in front of me who described this body as spoiled
food.”
Philaf Montes talked while looking down at me with a
reddish-brown gaze.
“All I’ve been doing is remembering your cold and heartless
back.”
‘That’s why you’ve been so out of touch.’
As I stared at him popping up and spouting nonsense, I leaned
on one foot and stared at him crookedly.
He was staring down at me with a confident and overbearing
look.
I suddenly remembered something as I saw Philaf acting like
that.
‘Did you bite the bait? Did the news go into Philaf’s ears?’
I thought it was worth checking, so I decided to mix things up.
…By speaking like my younger brother from my previous
life.
“Maybe you became more spoiled since you small-mindedly
put it in your heart thinking it was nothing. Before this you
were spoiled and rotten, but I think you’ve reached the stage
where you became worthless.”
I’m good at keeping a face saying it was worth letting you
slide off.
When I kicked my tongue blatantly at the haggard appearance
that seemed to have stayed up all night for several days, Philaf
spat out a vain laugh as if he wasn’t even praying.
“Rotten? Your choice of word is still like a masterpiece. Your
attitude is just like a back alley gangster. However, last time
was the only time we talked while hurting each other’s pride
like a mischievous person. I’ve developed tolerance while
dwelling on what you’ve been saying.”
“What kind of self-consciousness is this?”
I said while tapping on the back of my stiffened neck with a
fan several times.
“Philaf, if I was a gangster, a fist would blow on your face
first. You are the one who came up to me first and picked a
fight like a child.”
“Picking a fight you say… I regret that it looked like that. I
came here to have a productive conversation with you.”
“I am already engaged in a variety of productive activities, so
I don’t even need you to butt in.”
Philaf listened to me and narrowed the crooked edge of his
eyes.
“Various productive activities? You seem to have pride in
your recent social activities and academic achievements, but it
is only limited to the magic world. Spiritualists like me don’t
even snort.”
“Why are you farting? It’s smelly.”
“You’re bluffing while playing with words.”
He looked down at me with a fishy grin on his lips.
“There are a lot of people who have been arrogant like you
that flashed for a while and then disappeared. Do you think
it’s easy to keep getting attention like now when you’ve lost
your faction and popularity in society? You’ve gone out of
your way and touched the wrong hive.”
I only shrugged my shoulders.
“Popularity? What the hell are you saying? I’m the daughter
of the Lord of the Magic Tower. If there’s a person who is
better than me, bring them. Let’s take a look.”
“Why can’t you understand my words when you’ve been
going to lecture these days? There’s no way a single Magic
Tower can cover all of you. I mean, you can breathe by my
side if you apologize for your rude words to me and act
softly.”
“Breathing? I don’t like it because you have a bad breath.”
As I continued to sneer at Philaf, recalling my younger
brother’s tone in my past life, a vein stood on Philaf’s
forehead.
“Will you keep acting like that? I am also the leader of
Omicron! In your situation now, it is enough to kneel and beg
at me!”
I wanted to be patient, but he quickly showed off his fiery
personality so my fist trembled slightly.
As I slowly picked on Philaf, I grasped the purpose why he
came to me today.
He came to me to make up for the miserable feeling he felt
when I was refused his last dance request during the Spring
Flower Festival.
Deborah, who had been chasing him persistently enough to be
unfamiliar to others, suddenly changed. This pricked on his
pride and provoked him.
‘As expected, you are making me give in by giving a sense of
crisis like there’s something going on. It must not have been
to show the nature of Philaf’s character.’
I looked at him after I had finished grasping the situation.
“Kneeling and begging? Why should I? I have no idea of
putting you in my future life’s plan, so let’s go each other’s
way.”
“Ha! We still have an old relationship, so I took care of you
all the time, but you just left and acted on your own. You
were two-faced in the past, at least in front of me.”
“Two-faced? Why the hell are you talking about that old time
story again?”
I pretended to yawn when he suddenly went down the
memory lane.
The explicit expression of boredom distorted his eyes.
“Why do you talk like it was a distant past? It’s only last year.
When you said that you wanted to go to the ball together.”
“Do you know that you are clingy like the spoiled food that
was way past the expiration date? I already explained at that
time so you’d understand. You’ve already passed the date and
are done for.”
As I looked coldly at him, he bit his lips tightly.
“Yeah, I know you’re been mean endlessly because I
conceded a hundred times and went with Mia Binoche. I must
have hurt your feelings. But it’s because she is the benefactor
of my life…”
“Your answer is weird since the assumption is wrong.”
“What?”
“I’m not being mean, but I’m originally like this, and above
all, I’m not interested in you anymore. By this point, I believe
you will understand so I am leaving.”
I turned around and walked toward the escort knight and
coachman, who were hesitant about Philaf Montes.
“You bothered Mia! Because of me!“
He screamed behind me.
I looked back at him as I was at a loss for words.
“When was that story again? And a handsome man like Isidor
is on my side. So if you were me, would I even look at you?
Philaf, you are thinking too highly of your charms. Wake up.”
“You are the one that should wake up. That punk is just a
hypocrite while pretending to be a gentleman.”
Philaf had a lot of ill-feelings for Isidor.
It seems that something has happened between the two in the
past.
‘Oh. Then it would be better to crave for it.’
“Hypocrite? I only judge based on objective facts that I see.
And Sir Isidor is much more handsome than you.”
“You are coming like this because of that jerk’s handsome
face?! Do you think Isidor is that special and great?”
“His face is special and amazing. Do you think he became the
flower of the year by everyone’s recommendation and
overtaking all the ladies for nothing? Please don’t concern
yourself with my matter and just take care of your princess
Mia Binoche.”
I got on the carriage since I had nothing else to say, and Philaf
screamed in high pitched outside the window.
“You will surely regret about today’s matters!”
His voice was so loud that my ears hurt.
“You’ll be crawling at my feet later and asking for help,
Deborah!”
‘I can’t believe you talk it with your own mouth.’’
“Please go home and do your weird delusions!”
I shouted out in a loud voice and leaned on the fluffy carriage
cushion.
The appearance of a flushed Philaf breathing roughly quickly
faded away.
I repeatedly fluttered the fan in my hand and had a curious
thought.
‘He must not have even known what he was saying. Omicron
seems to flow as I expected.’
As expected, after the worker’s ants carry food, they will
move quickly.
In order to stand out in the eyes of the queen.
'Now all I have to do is be patient and wait slowly.’
I massaged my stiff neck as I always keep in check.
I wish at least I had a massage machine.
***
Crash-!
Philaf, who returned to the mansion with a pale and red face,
threw random things caught in his hands.
The mirror hanging on the wall was shattered, the vase rolled
off the floor and broke.
The servants watched his bad temper while trembling as he
violently swore.
‘Damn you!’
Philaf, the 3rd generation reader of the prestigious family,
always had the upper hand in relationships. Except his father,
the leading figure of the family.
Especially, the relationship between Deborah and Philaf was
so clear, so he could not accept that the situation was
completely reversed and he hated to accept it.
Whenever he recalled that the thing that was in his hand for a
long time had disappeared, his heart turned upside down and
his chest was stuffy, so he cried out.
“Who the hell will go their separate ways?!”
How dare she turn down his offer when he put aside his pride
and approached first?
News was delivered while he was trampling the pieces of
glass into powder.
“Sir, Sir Philaf… Lady Mia stopped by for a while. She hopes
to see you for a moment.”
“Mia?”
Philaf roughly brushed up his red hair with rage still lingering
in his face.
“What the hell happened that she came presumptuously
without even making an appointment. Tell her to wait.”
"Yes. Sir Philaf.”
If it was like before, he would say he was happy that she came
first, but now it has become insignificant.
Rather, he wanted to do something with Deborah right now,
who turned his heart upside down.
The red eyes with a hint of rudeness endlessly scratching his
heart.
It was a feeling that he tasted throughout his confinement.
'Let’s see how long you can act like that.’
Philaf bit a cigarette, swallowed booze, and looked out of the
bluish dark window. Then he remembered that a servant said
Mia had come and finally went down to the drawing room.
“What is it?”
At Philaf’s question, Mia hesitated for a moment and then
opened her mouth.
“Please give me a chance to show my healing powers at the
upcoming Omicron Conference.”
“Speak things like that with Princess Emmanuel, the center of
the Sorority. I am only in charge of the Fraternity.”
Philaf spoke coldly.
“Princess Emmanuel did not give me a chance. Instead, I’ll
surprise everyone. So that the Omicron’s academic conference
gets the most attention.”
“You always ask me for a chance.”
The princess who he actually tried to give a chance to, treated
himself like trash.
“…..That, I’m sorry.”
“This is the last chance I’ll give to you, my benefactor.”
Philaf spoke coldly and left.
CHAPTER 96

“Tch.”
Princess Emmanuel kicked her tongue lightly as she saw
Philaf’s letter, asking her to provide an opportunity for Mia to
show her strong divine powers.
Mia Binoche. That low-ranking aristocrat lady seemed to be
quick-witted but unexpectedly, she didn’t know her place.
‘But still she might be useful someday, so should I give her a
chance.’
Princess Emmanuel, who was sipping tea elegantly while
quickly calculating the gains and losses, got up at the call of
Duke Sereig.
“Emmanuel.”
“Yes, father.”
Duke Sereig opened his mouth with a stiffened expression.
“Did you take a good look at the ledger? Is there anything
suspicious?”
Duke Sereig was convinced that the reason Bruno’s recent
sales declined sharply was because Bruno, the store owner,
took some of the fund.
The reason was that the quality of raw materials was lowered
to meet the compulsory payments forced by competitors and
the decline in sales, but he was not interested in such specific
facts.
The store is just a part that fills his slush fund.
Duke Sereig, who had a lot of suspicions, entrusted
Emmanuel, the most capable of accounting among his
children, to handle the Bruno store and monitor the
accounting ledger.
“Not yet.…. I think I’ll have to look at the ledger overtime,
father.”
Emmanuel answered her father’s question which was pricking
at her conscience.
In fact, she didn’t even care about Bruno’s store in her head.
Emmanuel thought that commerce did not suit her.
She thought that nobles should be graceful, and in order to do
that, she was planning a debutante that would attract the most
attention in the empire.
She was busy holding parties and managing personal
connections so that not only the guys but also the ladies were
favourable of her.
She made an effort in order to give the ladies in her own circle
a sense of belonging and strengthen against the outside
enemies.
Leading a large faction. It was the best way to survive in the
social world that she knows.
However Princess Deborah, who’s far from being popular,
drew the attention of several influential figures like the 5th
Princess by acting as her please without anything called
dignity.
She’s really a pain in the neck.
‘Right. It won’t be long for her to pretend to be such a
hotshot.’
Duke Sereig was annoyed at her daughter standing silently.
“Emmanuel. Don’t you have more free time than your
brothers? But you still haven’t found anything suspicious in
the ledger?”
Emmanuel frowned slightly when the Duke Sereig asked with
an unpleasant face.
‘What do you mean I’m free! Don’t you know that my hands
are full.’
You are coldly telling me that there is a lady who has good
popularity and wide connections as much as me.
The family and my father will be much more profitable in the
future when I have good power and dominate the center of the
capital’s social world.
Her dissatisfaction was rising, but she tried to speak calmly
while swallowing her feelings.
“I’m currently checking the ledger. I delayed it a little bit to
check the definite number as I am working on the thesis. After
the group conference is over, I will look at it in detail again.”
“Make sure you finish it after the conference. Do you think
the money for your parties is a penny or two?”
“Yes, father.”
Emmanuel frowned after the private meeting with her father.
‘I’m freaking busy.’
She returned to her room with rough steps and started to write
letters to the ladies of the prestigious families she was
managing.
It was a favor asking them to attend the group conference of
Epsilon in her stead.
A cold smile appeared on her soft lips, as if overlaid on a
mask.
***
Today. The Epsilon’s group conference will be held an hour
later in the auditorium on the 1st floor of Epsilon Frat House.
The group conference was attended by various personnel from
all walks of life, starting from the professor.
In addition, students from other social clubs also attended to
exchange criticism on the thesis, and measure the length of
knowledge.
Because of this, the four prestigious clubs will not hold
academic conferences on the same date and presented at
different times.
Also, Epsilon is the first conference this year.
I remembered the words of 5th Princess.
“There must be a reason why Sir Isidor took the first turn.”
There was a student who wrote the same thesis topic as
Princess Emmanuel of Omicron last year.
Since their topic was the same, the content overlapped here
and there but the situation was unclear who wrote it first.
“All of them sided with Omicron and raised the suspicion of
plagiarism because Omicron had the academic conference
first. Since it was a similar thesis, they were determined to
criticize another side. They also picked on the private life of
the presenter.”
Attacking the presenter rather than content is a common trick,
but it works quite well.
Because the audience was interested in judging that person’s
character rather than the content of the criticism.
“The presenter whose private life was exposed felt humiliated
and gave up his presentation.”
The presenter of Epsilon said he would discard the thesis first
and eventually the situation could not be covered up inside.
‘As expected, the dislike itself resembled the group led by
Philaf.’
I exhaled a big sigh while thinking I did well for avoiding
Omicron.
‘I’m nervous.’
Because I am also one of the presenters. I am exposed to the
attack anytime.
“Are you nervous?”
Just in time, I raised my head at the gentle voice that seemed
to have read my feelings.
His hands in white gloves were holding two paper cups with
steam rising.
As our eyes met, Isidor, who was smiling tenderly, sat next to
me.
"Not really.”
I mumbled while pretending to be calm and hesitated for a
moment, then spoke when I saw the flower tea he brought.
“Perhaps you didn’t hear the rumors? If you bring a drink that
I don’t like, I will throw it away.”
“You can throw it. I will buy it again. Until you like it.”
{TL/N: Ooooooo smooothhh Isidor *thumbs up}
He smiled slowly and seemed relaxed even though it was an
easy line that could make him become a pushover, so he
looked like there was something going on.
“Is there anything I can do to help your academic
conference’s presentation?”
I finally shook my head while sipping the hot tea that he
brought.
“You just have to do the part that I said.”
“Don’t worry about that. And you will do it well. Like the last
truth-finding meeting.”
As I drank the tea, my hands flinched.
“Come to think of it… During the truth-finding meeting, the
Epsilon’s executives who were not acquainted with me came
to attend together. It wasn’t even a hot issue case in the social
world enough for the royal family to attend. Perhaps, was it
related to Sir Isidor?”
He narrowed his eyes slightly at my question
“I tried to become nosy.”
"Why?”
“Because I think you will do it well. Like today.”
“What if I did not do well today?”
I spoke out loud bluntly. Concealing the weakness inside.
“If you succeed every time, are you even a human? You
would be a dragon.”
Although it reminded me of the dragon-like figure when only
the front side emerged as he kept throwing the coin, I
loosened up slightly at Isidor’s words anyway.
Eventually, as the time for the presentation drew near, I stood
up from the seat following Isidor.
Isidor, who was in charge of the academic conference as the
leader of Epsilon, walked in front of the auditorium with the
script, and I sat down outside as the last presenter.
Then, the thesis presenters of Epsilon begin to take a seat one
by one. There was also the lady whom I had seen for a brief
time at the ruined tea party the other day.
When the time came, the auditorium was filled with students
who came to see the thesis.
'You came.’
Watching the crowd of Omicron surged with Philaf as the
lead, I swallowed the bitter smile and suddenly the audience
became quiet so I narrowed my eyes.
'Oh, father came? Well, he was once Epsilon’s leader.’
When Duke Seymour appeared at the reserved seat, silence
spread at once.
In addition, I also saw the administrator and the elder of the
Tower next to my father.
'Everyone is also working hard today.’
While clicking my tongue with sympathy, the conference
began and I threw my gaze in front of the stage.
Isidor came up with a refreshing pace and said a welcome
greeting.
Because of his big, slender body, soft low-pitched voice and
beautiful face, everyone was interested even though he was
just talking about the introduction of conference and the order
of presentation
“I can’t believe it’s over already.”
When Isidor came down, some lady muttered with a regretful
voice.
But immediately afterwards, the 5th Princess ended the start
of the conference in a nice way.
There were presenters who stuttered because of the sharp
criticism from other clubs in the middle but because the thesis
was generally high-quality, the presentation was able to finish
without any problems.
In particular, the thesis of ‘The Customer’s Impression of
Armand’s Case Study’ by Michele Grandber was well
received.
This is because she tenaciously focused on one thing only so
the topic was clear and her sharp insights stood out.
‘She did well.’
Her thesis content was positive for Armand, and there were a
lot of aristocrats who were the main customers here, so I was
happy like it was my work whenever she was praised by the
professor.
The conference proceeded smoothly until the second half, and
soon Isidor called my name.
“The presenter this time is Princess Deborah Seymour.”
As I stood up from my seat, a subtle murmur passed by at
once.
'Is it a formula again this time?’
'Probably.’
I slowly walked in front of the platform to make a
presentation without concern.
It was then.
Someone sitting in the center raised her hand, and Isidor
addressed her.
“What is the matter?”
“Before Princess Deborah presents her thesis, I will raise one
objection.”
“Objection?”
She opened her mouth confidently.
“Yes. The thesis that Princess Deborah is going to present
right now is not written by her.”
Emmanuel’s remarks on the bomb passed a different loud
hum.
A loud murmur passed by at the sharp remark of Emmanuel
unlike before
'You took the bait properly.’
I looked at Princess Emmanuel calmly and was silent.
CHAPTER 97

When it comes to annihilating the annoying pest ant’s colony,

I heard that Cesco only sprinkled some poisoned food at the
customers’ homes. {Cesco is a korean pest control company.}
Now Emmanuel Sereig asked for the poisoned food that was
sprinkled through Margaret, and it was false evidence.
‘It’s a big catch.’
Princess Emmanuel made a triumphant expression as if she
had interpreted my silent reaction as she wished and the inside
of the academic conference hall was constantly buzzing.
“The thesis that will be presented by Princess Deborah today
is not written by her.”
“That’s a dangerous statement.”
“If you have any doubts, wouldn’t it be neat to clarify it for
sure?”
As Philaf came out, the Omicron members followed blindly.
“Princess Emmanuel is not a person who would make
groundless claims.”
“There is also a duchess who described Princess Emmanuel as
a Magnolia as she always keeps her dignity.”
There were also people being sarcastic at me, who had the
bloody nickname of a viper.
As the atmosphere flowed in favor of me, Emmanuel stood up
and said with a confident face.
“I won’t open my mouth if I’m not sure.”
“There shouldn’t even be the slightest lie.”
Isidor only voiced out to her in my words, but Philaf only
looked and had a refreshing smile at me as if he’s saying this
is what I get.
After a while, Emmanuel walked out slowly and spoke
naturally to the audience.
“Doesn’t everyone think that Princess Deborah is releasing
formulas too often? It is already the fourth time including this
presentation.”
As Emmanuel said, I even released 'Premium Plus’, and used
the formula well again like a beef bone soup.
I opened my mouth with a mocking face.
“Princess Emmanuel, are you attacking my patented formula
from the imperial judiciary? You are now insulting the
imperial family.”
Emmanuel skillfully refuted, as if waiting for such a
statement.
“I am not attacking the existing formula. I am objecting to the
new thesis that has not yet been patented, and talking about
how you are obsessed with publishing formulas.”
“…..”
“Everyone must have heard of it. Princess Deborah is paying
attention to her achievements due to the criticism that she is
not suitable for the ‘Top Ranking of Academy’.”
It’s also reasonable to think that since I often showed the sight
of fierce reprimands towards Margaret, asking her if she will
take responsibility if my grades worsen.
“Right. There’s the public’s opinion that is deliberately
defaming me……”
I cracked my voice and muttered in dismay. After a while, she
squeezed her fist tightly.
“You did not have any sense of presence all this time so it was
only recently you began receiving the attention of the
Academy. If you did not present a good thesis at this group
academic conference, everyone’s attention will be scattered
away quickly.”
Princess Emmanuel, the genius of incitement continued to
speak smoothly while helping people understand my
psychology.
“More than anything else, since Deborah….. can’t deal with
mana, I understand enough that she is obsessed with the
formula. But even so, it’s quite too much to present a thesis at
the prominent academic conference as if it was her thesis by
threatening her vassal for more achievements.”
Everyone looked at Emmanuel while holding their breath.
“And there is evidence to support my claim. The witness was
not called for her protection.”
She took out the evidence that I handed over.
Two days ago.
The mercenary magician that I hired with money met with
Emmanuel’s aide.
Princess Emmanuel blindly believed in rumors that I had
many enemies inside and my position was unstable.
'Philaf also said bullshit while acting arrogantly in front of
me. Thanks to that, I was able to confirm if the rumors were
spreading well.’
At the same time, there were rumours that I am violently
harassing my vassals as I was greedy for achievements and
that the rotten pus will burst out soon.
Actually, there were only four slaves…. No four vassals, but
Emmanuel thought that me, who has the same position as her,
was not that of a poor standard to that extent so I felt better.
Emmanuel took out a piece of paper with a complicated
formula written and fluttered it.
“This thesis is the formula that Princess Deborah’s vassal was
forced to write. As you can see, the handwriting is also
different.”
“Is it real?”
“There was evidence too!”
The Omicron’s members poured oil on the fire.
“Now, we just need to confirm this content is the same as her
thesis that will be presented. Please continue presenting.”
“Hmm. Alright.”
Isidor, who responded profoundly, called the servants who
were waiting at the back as I asked, and they began to walk
with a large and vertical blackboard, not the horizontal one.
The audience murmured as the large object covered by a cloth
suddenly appeared.
In fact, it was a fake set up in advance to have a blackboard
with a grid drawn as if I’m solving mathematics problems.
“What… What is that? That is.”
“I will reveal my thesis for the academic conference.”
I pulled the cloth down.
Soon, the identity of my thesis was revealed and astonishment
erupted.
I even felt that my father who was watching me from the
reserved seat with a stiff face was flustered.
“What the hell is that?”
"Oh my gosh.”
“That terrible drawing is, is this thesis?”
“… Is it a torture tool? Does current flow through it?”
“It’s brutal. Everyone had no choice but to spill the truth if it’s
like that.”
'Everyone is exaggerating.’
The atmosphere of the academic conference audience
condemning my blueprint as the torture tool made me felt
bitter and absurd on the other hand.
'Why is everyone reacting like Belreck?’’
That is a massage chair.
A massage chair!
I looked at Emmanuel with a savage face while feeling
astonished.
“What kind of person is it that says I’m presenting a formula
for this academic conference?”
She staggered a step back as I took one step closer.
“How can you condemn me as a snobbish person that is
obsessed with formula only and relies entirely on
achievements! Princess Emmanuel has tarnished my
reputation.”
Princess Emmanuel’s face turned pale with embarrassment as
it turned into an unexpected situation.
“How, however, how can you reveal this terrible torture tool
in public ocassion.”
Emmanuel started to spit bullshit as if the bomb had fallen.
“A torture tool? Could you be responsible for that word?”
Rip!
When the large piece of paper was ripped strongly, a piece of
paper explaining the function of the massage device was
revealed.
“This object is a tool designed to relieve the fatigue for my
father who suffered day and night. This ball underneath the
cloth here moves and massages the stiff neck and shoulders.”
The massage chair was not an object that was easy to
structure, so I couldn’t draw a perfect design.
But if you criticize this tool, you will feel as if you dare to
snipe the filial piety towards the Lord of the Tower.
'It’s like a cheat key thesis that appeals to emotions.’
“Wow, wow! It’s a cool magic tool.”
“Ahem! I never said that it is a torture tool. I said that it is a
fine tool.”
My father suddenly pulled out a handkerchief and lightly
wiped his eyes.
As more people changed their attitude as if the palm was
overturned, Emmanuel slowly lost her pace and began
attacking me like William Raymont.
“I have never heard of a rumor that Princess Deborah is the
designer of magic tools. She might have threatened her
vassals for the presentationt!”
“…Can you be responsible for those words?”
I took out a number of patent certificates stamped with the
seal of Imperial Blue Dragon from my shawl’s pocket.
“I have been making magic tools in collaboration with my
brother Belreck in the meantime. And inside here, there is
evidence that I am an Artifact Designer.”
[Magic Tools Designer: Deborah Seymour]
As I showed the paper with my name, Emmanuel’s body
staggered as if her legs were loosened.
“Perhaps are you claiming that my brother Belreck, the
successor of Seymour and one of the geniuses of the Towers,
is a person that moves under my threats?
“That, that is…..”
“Princess Emmanuel just now has not only tarnished my
reputation but also my brother Belreck. Seymour must have
looked easy for you.”
I immediately lifted the chalk and drew a model on the left
side of the massage chair.
There was nothing as certain as drawing it yourself and
showing it to them. And the audience admired once again at
my amazing skillful hand.
“This is the left side view of the fatigue reliever magic tool. It
is a structure that puts a magic stone in the slot of the lower
part.”
Clap. Clap. Clap
“This is an invention of the century!”
Count Almare, who was at the left side of father, suddenly
began giving a standing ovation.
“I am impressed! Bravo!“
And the elder on the right of my father clapped.
Soon, a thunderous applause flowed through the conference
hall.
I snatched the piece of paper from Emmanuel’s hand and
pretended to skim through.
“This material is the premium plus formula that I presented
not long ago. It looks different on the outside because it is
stretched long to pretend to be complex with various
symbols.”
Since I had a secret rendezvous two days ago, she wouldn’t
have had the time to properly check the authenticity of the
formula.
At least, she would have compared it with the visible patent
document.
'In fact, I wouldn’t even do that. However, Margaret is so
good at acting.’
“Let me see.”
The 5th Princess’s expression stiffened coldly when she
stepped forward herself to confirm the false evidence that
Emmanuel was holding .
“It’s a modified version of the existing equation.”
It was then.
Princess Emanuel suddenly shouted.
“La, Lady Bridget. How did this happen? You said it was
precise information for sure!”
She begins to blame others.
Known as cutting the tail.
“This is the information that Lady Solin brought… I’m sure!”
“But Sir Belentin….”
“Lady Lina brought…..”
After cutting the tail, the Omicron members started passing
the bomb around.
Philaf closed his eyes tightly looking at the pathetic sight.
CHAPTER 98

It’s a social club created for the sole purpose of unity and
establishing acquaintances, but they were putting blame on
each other at a huge public occasion.
Philaf, the leader, will fall into disgrace.
Actually, the nape of his neck was red with his eyes closed
tightly and veins visible on his forehead.
‘It will be more troublesome since I will be the one listening
to the interrogation of the seniors in the future.’
Of course, most of those who attended the seminar were
astonished at the disgraceful appearance of Omicron.
“Everyone, calm down, and who is the one spreading false
evidence to Princess Emmanuel?”
Philaf opened his eyes and tried to belatedly extinguish the
situation, but I quickly intervened.
“Is the entire club of Omicron shamelessly throwing each
other under the bus while taking part in slandering me?”
I stared with full strength.
“Princess Emmanuel stated it for sure at the beginning. That
there is a ‘public opinion’ which criticizes me for being the
top ranking student of the Academy.”
I glanced at each one of the Omicron members and they
flinched as if they had seen a viper coming out from the bush.
“There’s no doubt that the public opinion to defame me is
manipulated by them. How much did they grumble about me
behind my back to suspect everyone for spreading false
evidence?”
Everyone nodded as if they agreed with my arguments since
the atmosphere has already flowed in favor towards me.
The 5th Princess also joined.
“You are a coward. You guys also argued that our members
plagiarized your thesis at the academic conference last year
and went around without any proper evidence.”
She stared sharply at Emmanuel with her bright yellow eyes.
“Is it Omicron’s way to swarm together and tarnish the
reputation of others?”
“I am disappointed with Omicron.”
“It’s just one of the four major clubs in name since they
showed such a pathetic appearance.”
The members of the other clubs, who were the onlookers, also
added a few words while frying popcorn with excitement.
Princess Emmanuel, who was only blaming others, opened
her mouth quickly when the honor of her club was in crisis.
“I regret what happened last year. Also, for stepping forward
recklessly with unclear evidence.”
‘Regret, you said? The choice of words is a bit mean……”
I had to hold the urge to sue for her sneaky words that were
obviously trying to minimize her mistakes as much as
possible.
Then, Isidor opened his mouth.
“Regret? Princess Emmanuel condemned that the magic tool
designed by Princess Deborah herself is produced to threaten
her subordinates.”
His voice was as cold as ice.
“In addition, the false evidence has ruined both Princess
Deborah’s presentation and the atmosphere of our Epsilon’s
academic conference. This is not only a matter of apology but
also a matter of real compensation.”
Isidor nitpicked each of her faults.
Emmanuel’s eyes turned red as she was pushed to the edge of
the cliff.
Her wet eyes were filled with resentment and anger about this
situation.
Emmanuel bit her lips and soon opened her mouth.
“I acted carelessly. However, I have the courage as the
representative because I thought that the thesis in question
should be prevented from being presented on an official
occasion!”
She spoke to the crowd in a pleading voice.
“I misunderstood when I saw Princess Deborah treating her
vassals harshly.”
I knew you’d shoot for my personality.
Even though your personality has already reached the bottom.
“I hope everyone knows that I do not hold any bad
intentions.”
At last, Princess Emmanuel blew herself up while swallowing
the last bait.
“You don’t have any bad intentions?”
I asked again.
“I was blinded by the sense of justice……”
“Do you think I will believe that? It’s been more than a day or
two since you made your subordinates do such a despicable
thing.”
When I raised a new suspicion, the academic conference’s
hall exploded in noises and Princess Emmanuel’s eyes were
wide open.
‘You must not have known that I could suddenly stab you
with a knife?’
It was not only intended to attack Emmanuel and her flock
that she had intended to spread false evidence at the risk of
being caught in the first place.
“Princess Deborah. What are you talking about? I have never
made my subordinates do something mean.”
I took out a piece of document when I saw Emmanuel
stammering with her words.
It was Naria’s account ledger, stolen by an employee who
worked under the head of Bruno’s store.
“You had instructed your subordinates to commit fraudulent
accounting.”
“If it’s fraudulent accounting, do you mean tax evasion?!”
“Oh my gosh?!”
“Oh my.”
The crowd became even more noisy when the illegal act of
Princess Emmanuel, who even had the elegant nickname of
Magnolia, was brought up in public.
The atmosphere has now taken a new turn.
Now the audience will be interested in judging Princess
Emmanuel’s character.
‘It’s even more shocking since her usual image was so
aristocratic. Unlike me, whose original personality was
already in the trash.’
Last year, Omicron found faults on the issue of the presenter
of Epsilon in the same way.
“Princess Emmanuel must have wanted her once in a lifetime
debutante to receive the most attention, so she would need a
lot of money to manage her personal connections. That point
makes sense. However, she had gone too far by making an
illegal slush fund.”
I spoke with the same tone that she had spoken before.
I fluttered around the ledger I took out as her hand trembled
slightly.
'She could not have made any excuse. Since the head of Bruno
is managed by the Duke of Sereig.’
The moment I knew about the connection between Sereig and
Bruno, I was only looking for an opportunity to crush them
together.
'But there was no justification.’
However, thankfully, Princess Emmanuel gave me the reason
to attack by avoiding direct apology and building up her
useless pride.
“I didn’t know about this matter!”
“You are making excuses saying that you don’t know
anything like before.”
I stepped forward towards Emmanuel.
“Then, how would you explain the large amount of gold coins
in the ledger that flowed out towards the Sereig family?”
Emmanuel’s lips only moved slightly.
“There is also evidence that Princess Emmanuel is in charge
of the head of Bruno’s store. There are also letters exchanged
between Bruno and the Duke. Shall we confirm the truth at
the judiciary right now?”
Emmanuel’s lips trembled and barely spoke at my words.
“I mean, I am not involved in forging the accounting ledger.
The head of Bruno did it on his own in order to look good in
the eyes of Sereig.”
“That Bruno store, managed by the Sereig family, has been
stealing business items and recipes from small stores, making
illegal slush funds, and is even in the middle of a judiciary
investigation for defaming their competitor’s business by
finding hair inside their food, so wouldn’t Princess Emmanuel
know about it?”
Bruno’s group, who was driven into a corner as their sales
decreased, sent someone to Armand and made a ruckus saying
there’s hair inside the cake.
The shopkeeper of Armand had to suffer from a headache
trying to solve this problem for a while.
“Princess Emmanuel knew that political leadership will be
presented at the upcoming Omicron’s Academic Conference.
Right?”
I already knew about the thesis content that was going to be
presented by Emmanuel, who majored in political science.
Having a large faction meant that there were a lot of people on
your side and at the same time, meant that your plans could
easily leak outside.
“Seems like it’s true since there’s no answer.”
“……”
“However, Princess Emmanuel has been constantly blaming
others since before. Does that irresponsible attitude of not
taking any responsibility should be the nature of a true
leader?”
Emmanuel eventually bowed her head and apologized at the
crowd’s prickling gaze and my endless interrogation.
Emanuel had no choice but to apologize to me when even the
internal slush fund was brought up.
“I want you to make sure that my honor and reputation, which
has been tarnished behind my back in the past, is set right.
Princess Emmanuel.”
After I intimidated her until her lips trembled, I opened my
mouth while looking at the audience that was holding their
breath.
“I will conclude my presentation here.”
***
“The opponent is Princess Emmanuel, who’s the second best
in personal connections after me, but Deborah completely
destroyed her. As expected, she’s the best at living up to her
reputation.”
As Tiery was in amazement, the 5th Princess smirked.
“That’s why I fell for her.”
Princess Deborah must have waited for this long-awaited
chance since the beginning.
‘That false evidence was probably a trap…’
You used tactics that are used when you were at a numerical
disadvantage in warfare.
This must have been what you meant by not worrying because
she was more cowardly.
“It would have been nice if Lady Leah, who gave up her
presentation because of Princess Emmanuel last year, came to
the academic conference today.”
“Right. I’m feeling refreshed too.”
The members of Epsilon, who had doubts about Princess
Deborah’s admission all this time, had seen her in a new light
during this year’s academic conference.
Of course, it was still difficult to approach Princess Deborah,
but everyone was delighted with the news that the Omicron’s
conference held two days later was ruined by her.
***
The biggest dessert shops located at the Academy’s west gate
which belonged to the family of Duke Sereig, Naria and
Bruno, were relentlessly cut down.
The corruption of Naria was uncovered at the public trial, and
they will suffer a huge loss if they keep operating since their
customer base was the aristocrats who attended the academic
conference.
And thanks to that, I was able to easily decide the location of
Armand’s second store.
Naria was once the most popular dessert shop located at the
west gate.
Now, that store will be the second Armand store.
'It’s amazing.’
I have been working with the goal of getting rid of even
troublesome competitors at once…..
“I really did it!?”
I was able to buy the Naria building cheaper than the market
price since the store was ruined by bad rumors.
'The second store should be under direct management.’
I grinned like a villain as I imagined the money coming in.
While also thinking that living as a villain is comfortable.
CHAPTER 99

“Is this the result that you said you will show to us?”
Ophelia brought yet another worst result and closed her eyes
tightly.
“I’m really sorry. Everything is my fault …..”
She fell in a prostrate position in front of the foundation and
spoke out words of apology endlessly while trembling like a
lead.
Ophelia hoped that Mia would show her outstanding healing
powers at Omicron’s academic conference and be recognized
by the outside’s prominent figures.
However, the academic conference of Omicron this year was
not a huge success.
It was all because of Princess Emmanuel’s fuss.
In addition to the group being humiliated at a public occasion,
Princess Emmanuel gave up her thesis at once, so Omicron
became a subject of ridicule.
In order to minimize ridicule and criticism from outside,
Philaf decided to reduce the scale of their academic
conference.
The stage where Mia will play an active part was ruined.
‘It’s because of Princess Deborah again this time! That damn
wench!’
Ophelia squeezed her hand hard enough for her palm to bleed.
“You also took a lot of holy blood this time. You are using it
as you like.”
The mysterious man handling the insects muttered in a
gloomy mood while tapping the armrest with his pale hand.
“That person said that she will no longer trust you and will
never give you a chance again.”
“I’m sorry. I have committed an unforgiven sin but, please,
sp-spare my life.”
“That is not my business. Ask that person for mercy by
reflecting deeply in pain.”
Francis, the smooth-looking man sitting on the right side,
jerked his chin after speaking coldly.
The man wearing a black robe walked out in the dark and
dragged Ophelia from the foundation.
The mysterious man, who jerked his chin while listening to
the gruesome screams ringing from the underground stairs,
opened his bluish lips with a serious face.
“What should we do about Mia now? If we get rid of Ophelia,
the person in charge disappears……”
“She told me to handle it…Also, she is very irritated by
Princess Deborah.”
Francis replied to the mysterious man’s question.
'I have to make a foolish saint. I even have to deal with the
princess of the Seymour family.’
Mia was far less competent than Francis’s expectations.
Even though she’s a little popular among the people thanks to
the spreading of holy blood, her presence in the centre of the
social world was mediocre.
However, she’s a card that couldn’t be easily thrown away as
the effort put might be a waste
Moreover, the person they followed seemed to have
expectations left for Mia Binoche.
That person’s words were no different from the truth to them
as the fanatics.
“Support her well. Since Mia Binoche has to become a real
saint eventually. Enough to secure the throne.”
"I understand.”
***
After the club’s academic conference.
I asked Margaret to get a list of useful information guilds in
the capital.
After that, I am taking a break comfortably from my
complicated thoughts for the day.
I have been working pretty hard on a few things in the
meantime and tomorrow will be the start of the weekend
which is just in time.
‘I’ve been so hardworking lately because of the academic
conference.’
After eating delicious dishes and desserts, I received messages
from the servants and searched through the newly released
novels.
‘I feel like I can breathe after a long time.’
Although the trial version of this cozy and relaxed life went
on for a while…..
‘I can’t believe I gave my all just to not get married.’
Still, when the second Armand store will be opened in a
secured place at the west gate, the sales are certain.
I remembered my meaningless pledge that I would save 10
billion as soon as possible and live like a jobless person after I
became the matriarch, but before I went to sleep, I entered the
room where the holy spirit egg was.
It was to communicate with the holy spirit.
“Huh? Where did it go?!”
Surprisingly, the holy spirit egg, which was kept safely inside
the room at the end of the hallway, was only left with its
dangling shell.
Looking at the empty holy spirit egg, I stood blankly for a
moment and then quickly searched around.
‘Doesn’t it usually hatch in front of the owner’s eyes? I came
to play with it every night, it should’ve waited for a bit.’
I was ready to give an applause and shed tears while watching
the miracle of birth.
'I must have read too many novels.’
Thankfully, the door of the room where the holy spirit was
kept inside is securely locked, so it could not have gone far
away with its small body.
'Sigh, this turtle is not easy to deal with.’
As I was crawling around with the feeling of being a turtle
and looking closely under the furniture, I held my breath
when I heard a rustling sound somewhere.
Rustle rustle.
The place where the slow sound was heard is on the table.
'What is it?’
The small white turtle was licking the magic stone placed on
the table.
'I’m a little flustered, but it’s just so cute?’
The moment the turtle stuck on the magic stone looked at me
with its innocent eyes, I shut my lips tightly as a scream
would burst out.
From finding the artifact to actually hatching the egg.
Although the whole process was not an easy ride, I felt that
my hardships were compensated with that cuteness only.
It was a cute turtle with both of its body and shell white-
coloured as described in the novel.
The size was small enough to look like it was my three fingers
only, the mouth was closed firmly, and the sapphire eyes were
sparkling brightly.
‘By the way, I surely sneaked out two magic stones from the
magic training room but one was missing.’
Perhaps you have already eaten it?
Surprisingly, the turtle was getting smaller when he licked the
magic stone again.
“Kkyu?!”
The guy made a cute sound after the meal and burped slightly
while staring at me.
"Hello.”
“Kyu!”
As our eyes met closely, the tightly closed mouth was opened
brightly.
It rubbed its head lightly at my fingers as if it was in a good
mood since its stomach was full.
I only heard a rumour that if you often talk to the egg that is
about to hatch, the holy spirit will think the person who took
care of it as its owner and react to them, but it was true.
“Do you remember my voice?”
As I gently stroked its round head, the turtle blinked several
times with its big eyes before suddenly crawling up on my
palm.
I flinched in surprise as it walked so fast although it just
hatched.
As expected, it wasn’t simply a turtle but a mixed race spirit.
“Your name is purple.”
“Kyu?”
“What do you think? It’s good right? How good the name is,
actually the name Deborah means purple in English”
I added an explanation like an excuse as its response was
lukewarm.
It tilted its head once every time I finished speaking as if it
was responding to my voice.
It was too cute.
I almost screamed again, but barely calmed down and
carefully stroked Purple’s head.
“You are nice.”
“?”
“I’ll buy a lot of delicious things.”
“Kyu!!”
'Huh?’
…..For a moment, a distinctly different reaction came out
when I was giving a mutual introduction.
Surprisingly, even though this holy spirit was just born, its
preferences were very clear.
“Do you like something delicious?”
“Kyu!”
It reacts enthusiastically to something delicious, and even the
Magic Stone seems to suit its taste buds.
‘Magic stones are more expensive than Korean beef
sirloin……”
How the hell did Mia raise this worst fuel efficiency holy
spirit?
As I carefully patted the shell while feeling doubtful, Purple
slowly blinked its big eyes and fell asleep.
'I have a lot of money and this guy is cute, so it turned out
well.’
Purple’s tail of mouth was faintly raised as if it was having a
good dream.
'Ah really, why are you so cute?’
It was so cute that it was hard to stop the fool that kept getting
excited.
'I have to keep my dignity as the villain. It’s a problem.’
I cleared my throat while bringing the turtle carefully back to
the room and put it down on the luxury cushion.
'I will raise it very luxuriously as the pet of Princess
Seymour.’
After putting effort for such a long time, I admired the holy
spirit in a pleasant mood for a while and fell asleep.
The next day.
As I tried to oversleep for a long time since it’s the weekend, I
opened my eyes slowly when I felt something biting my
finger.
The little baby turtle, sized only as my three fingers, suddenly
grew up to the size of a fist in a flash and became a child
turtle.
“Gyu!”
‘I must be open minded towards cute things.’
“Do you want to eat breakfast?”
Purple’s eyes sparkled brightly and bit my fingers again.
I gave it bread just in case but it spat it out with a bright and
cute face.
Although it was chewing on the fig that I put in its mouth to
see if it fits its taste, it had a sullen look somewhere.
'You are very picky.’
“Alright, I lost.”
When I took out the high grade magic stone that I was saving,
a pale blush appeared on Purple’s cheeks.
Thanks to that, I felt like I became a capable head of family
for some reason.
“Eat a lot.”
“Gyu!”
Purple, who ate half of the magic stone in a flash, suddenly
jumped to the back of my hand with a triumphant face and
climbed hard on my arm.
“What’s wrong?”
That guy which was staring at me suddenly turned into a large
bunch of light and slowly began to seep into the skin above
my forearm.
CHAPTER 100

After that, an elaborate geometric pattern in the shape of a

hexagon, reminiscent of a kaleidoscope, emerged on my arm.
It also bears the resemblance of the turtle shell’s shape.
It was ‘The Shape Modification’, one of the holy spirit’s
representative abilities.
“You already know how to do this? That’s great.”
As I gave him a compliment while patting its arm, the
hexagonal pattern beamed lightly then disappeared as if it was
reacting.
I thought simply of carrying it around in my pocket since it’s
a small turtle, but it was far more capable than I expected.
The size was about 5 centimeters.
As I looked carefully at the wonderful patterns like tattoos, I
stood up from my seat when the servants said that Belreck had
arrived.
He was waiting for me in the drawing room while crossing his
long legs.
He had an expression immersed in superiority, rather than the
usual sensitive and fickle atmosphere.
His appearance was plausible enough to pass off as a pervert.
“What’s the matter?”
He looked at me with strange eyes at my question.
“Sit down first. I brought good tea, so let’s talk while drinking
it.”
Because his voice was so gentle, I sat far across him with
strong suspicious feelings.
“Deborah. You said publicly that you collaborated with me at
the academic conference.”
“Hmm. Because it’s true. Did you come here because you
thought I was threatening you…?”
“Firstly… let’s call it collaboration. Father suddenly gave me
compliments.”
He slowly opened his mouth while sipping the tea.
“That, I think he thought I also took part in the magic tool that
you presented at the academic conference.”
“I’m the designer and the real developer is you, brother, so he
should think like that.”
“Hm! So, I replied that I am indeed working with you.
Wouldn’t it be more beneficial to you if I actually made your
artifact?”
He coughed in vain with a slightly red face.
He seemed to be immediately asking for the opportunity that
came without knowing that it’s a compliment to me.
He must be bothered about Rosad who will come to the
capital after the war ends, so he must be hungry to achieve a
good result.
According to the timeline of the novel, it’s time for the Crown
Prince and Rosad to slowly make an appearance.
“I didn’t make it for any benefits. I designed it for our father.”
He narrowed his eyes at my pretentious words.
“Let’s see first what kind of magic tool you drew that made
father like it so much.”
As soon as I brought the blueprint of the massage tool,
Belreck immediately grabbed his forehead and collapsed.
"Hey! Who will you execute with this?! You should have
discussed it with me before the presentation!”
“Because it wasn’t made to execute anyone.”
I had no choice but to look pitifully at Belreck who dug his
own grave and voluntarily lay down in it.
“Sigh, even the blueprint was drawn poorly. It would take
another half a year to design it perfectly and make this.”
As I looked at him, who was gloomy as if he wanted to look
good to father, I asked the servant to bring the writing
supplies.
“Let’s just do the foot massager then. There’s no reason to do
the whole body massager.”
“….Is it okay like this?”
When I drew the relatively easy magic tool, he looked at me
with suspicious eyes.
“The purpose is the same as it’s to relieve muscle fatigue.
Father must have walked around the Tower with many stairs
like a maze, so his feet would ache the most.”
I spoke while drawing several blueprints.
“And brother will think of father throughout the process of
making it.”
“……”
“Wouldn’t that be enough to make father happy?”
I suddenly felt Belreck’s stinging gaze.
He was looking at me with strange eyes.
”…..Why?“
Belreck let out a cough while avoiding my eyes.
“You are so pretentious…. No, you have a deep filial piety for
our father, so I wanted to believe this part enough.”
“I think I just heard some annoying words.”
“You are mistaken. I mean that I think I know a little why
father cares so much for you.”
Belreck, who grumbled without any complaints and sweet-
talked with a kind voice, suddenly asked if the sketching was
over.
“By the way, Deborah. Why are you simply helping me? I’ve
been ignoring you all this time. Although, you bothered me
too.”
The reason why I became generous to Belreck was because of
the sympathy as fellow engineering students, and also Belreck
is easier to deal with than Rosad.
Looking at Rosad who leaked the information of Louie
Gazelle from far away without stepping forward directly
means that he’s a more tricky fellow than Belreck.
In addition, I thought that it’s time to throw carrots as treats
because I don’t know what kind of unpredictable actions the
dirty slave No. 2 would do if I keep whipping him.
Well, I can also patent various artifacts.
‘There’s no such thing as a free meal in this world. Dear
Belreck.’
“We are in a relationship of collaboration.”
I spoke while hiding my cunning heart, but Belreck made
absurd words again.
“Let’s just say so for me, but how the hell did you threaten
Lord Viscounti? Maybe he’s also vulnerable…..”
"No.”
Belreck shuts his mouth as he mutters in a gloomy voice.
‘I really am not threatening him.”
***
I would feel much better if there were rumours spreading in
the social world that I know Isidor’s weaknesses.
Since I don’t have to keep reminded of the two-faced words
and actions of Isidor.
‘He seems like he knows something about me.’
So, I did some research eventually.
I picked up two documents that Margaret had left in front of
me.
The relationship between Isidor and Master is suspicious.
I wanted to compare at least once of the investigation results
about Isidor from other guilds and Master’s.
Firstly, the first guild that I asked Margaret to purchase
information from was the information guild (detective
agency) which was most visited by noblewomen.
I heard that this place caught people who commit adultery
really well.
'That means they are also good at tailing people.’
Since Isidor has many fans, the information about him will be
costly.
Their main customers were the ladies, so it seemed they had
gathered quite a number of rumors and various information
about Isidor.
Next, the second information guild was most sought by
duchesses who wanted to investigate the conduct of their own
daughter’s husband candidates.
‘This one is not easy either. Rather, they are much stronger.’
In the Astia Empire, where only the men had huge age
standards, Isidor’s marriage was not an urgent situation.
But on the contrary, he didn’t have a fiance, so there might be
a lot of inquiries about him.
Purchasing the existing information.
Since Isidor was a famous figure, it’s a plausible investigation
method.
‘He is an excellent knight enough to be the vice commander at
a young age, but sticking to him by hiring an informant is
crazy.’
However, in the case of buying gathered information by the
guild, it’s even hard to doubt Master if the only route through
which the data was delivered became complicated.
What if the contents that came from this ordinary information
guild were left out?
My assumption of Isidor and Master having some kind of
relationship made it really convincing.
'It’s like a different piece of information will come out.’
I quickly opened the sealing that was sealed tightly on the
envelope.
Then I began to concentrate on reading the information inside.
***
“Princess Deborah?”
“Huh?”
I suddenly woke up from my lost in thoughts at the call of
Master.
“You look really tired today. It’s good to work hard, but
wouldn’t it be better to go back and take a rest when you’re
not in good shape?”
“I have to work. Since the second store is progressing faster
than expected.”
I said while looking at the current construction progress.
Since the building was originally a dessert shop. The interior
construction of the second store was much faster and easier
than the first store.
‘I saved a lot of money from that.’
Master bargained the building that used to be Naria at half
price.
When I looked at him working on Naria like the hotbed of
crime, I was so amazed.
He even spread odd rumors about Naria growing drug-based
medicinal herbs for slush funds.
Because the head of Bruno brought various medicinal herbs to
copy the fake ion drink recipe, it felt like a more valid rumor.
Anyway I bought the real estate at a cheap price, so now all I
had to do was clean its impression to get rid of the odd
rumors.
“How about this?”
“Not bad.”
He smirked.
The land donation of the clock tower was also scheduled this
time for the tax reduction.
However, it would be nice to add an additional function to this
clock tower, where the bell with sacred sentiment was set to
ring at the same time as the birth of the Goddess.
I got the idea from the memories of my fangirling phase in my
previous life.
In the case of the idol I was stanning, his birthday was the
14th of September, so I thought of my bias every time it’s
9:14.
‘Is my bias doing well? His dance choreo was so pretty.’
“Princess.”
“Huh?”
As if he noticed that I couldn’t concentrate at all, he quickly
ended the meeting and magically moved the teapots and
desserts to the table.
As I sipped the black tea he made, I took out a small bottle
from my pocket.
“Oh, and about this tea. I want to sell it in Armand.”
I brought the tea that Isidor gave me in a bottle.
“Sir Isidor gave it to me. It tastes good.”
However, a hint of being at loss passed by on his face.
‘As expected, something is weird.’
I recalled the investigation data about Isidor that I received
from the guild yesterday.
Honestly, I was so surprised.
CHAPTER 101

‘I thought I was reading some idol’s commercial posts.’

The information that I bought from the Information Guilds
praised a lot more about Isidor than the data the Master had
been investigating.
‘The Master’s data was surprisingly plain.’
[If you have not yet seen Sir Isidor’s appearance in real life, I
would like to say that you have lived in vain. It is said that he
is often seen in the Faculty of Magic recently, so please keep
that in mind! Also, we cannot leave out the story of Sir
Isidor’s sense of fashion… (cont).]
The material was plastered with praises as if the agency was
trying to give back my money’s worth.
‘I can’t believe you sold the information that everyone knows
for 500 gold. If it’s like this, I also would like to run an
information guild.’
The fact that his private life has never caused a controversy in
the social world was even underlined in red marks.
‘His existence himself is a light?’
In the middle of astonishment that such a perfect person exists
in this world like he’s not some kind of unicorn, I paused in
the middle of reading the data.
[Rumours are circulating that Lord Isidor secretly has
mysophobia. In fact, he doesn’t appear in crowded or private
events, and he always wears gloves… (cont).]
The moment I saw the sentence, I realized that I had never
seen Isidor’s bare hands.
'He was wearing thin cotton gloves even in the summer.’
Also, the appearance of him playing the piano while wearing
gloves passed through my head.
Since he is a knight, it is possible to understand that he was
wearing gloves in the summer to cover his callused hands.
However, I thought it was peculiar for him to wear gloves
even when playing the piano.
'I would have taken it off for a while because it would feel
stuffy.’
When several circumstances came to mind, the information
from the information guilds felt quite credible.
'The Master is not such a great man for omitting this
information that even ordinary guilds know…’
Either the information was deliberately omitted, or it was
excluded because it was simply a false rumor, it’s one of the
two situations.
'If it’s the former, did he wish that I didn’t know the
information? Why?’
Of course, it could be the latter.
The information from the information guild wasn’t definite,
so it’s just a speculation from the circumstances and rumors.
‘Do I need to remove Isidor’s gloves to confirm the truth?
……But touching him without permission is a crime.’
Mysophobia also has a variety of symptoms.
You may not like to be in contact with others, or you may be
reluctant to be exposed to dirty environments.
'I feel like gradually falling into a maze.’
Master lightly threw the coin upwards while I was deep in
thought again, so I came to my senses and opened my mouth.
“Where should I get this tea? I think it will sell well.”
“It’s difficult to sell because the tea leaves aren’t sold at a unit
price.”
He said while putting the head of the gold coin on the table.
“Is it that expensive? How much is it?”
“… The price changes every year.”
The fact that the market price is not fixed means that the
production volume is small and valuable.
‘I received such precious tea from Sir Isidor.’
I always received something from him.
‘The more the tea sells, I was thinking of taking off and touch
(?) the person who only has admirable stories circulated to
confirm my hypothesis.’
I swallowed a sigh and put the glass bottle of tea leaves back
into my hood pocket.
If there was a suitable excuse one day, I should pay him back
for receiving such a precious gift.
“Master. Do you happen to know what Sir Isidor likes? I’m
sure you have a lot of information about the high-ranking
nobles.”
“… You should ask him yourself about that.”
“If I ask in advance, it’s not fun for the person who will
receive it.”
“You don’t have to always be fun. Sometimes the person who
sees it will feel nervous.”
I wriggled my hands at his gentle gaze.
I must have looked reckless to him for throwing a fake bait to
catch Emmanuel.
“I did it because I had a good chance of winning. And I’ve
gained a lot. High risk means high return. Don’t you know?”
Master, who had been looking at me silently, picked up five
gold coins on the table and placed them on top of the stacked
tower of gold coins.
“Princess Deborah, who has possessed everything already is
working so fiercely, I must work harder also.”
"Right. My goal is much higher.”
I bluffed a little bit when he said he will diligently help the
business.
I’m not saying something wrong. I’m not even halfway on
collecting 10 billion.
The gold coins tower that Master built was almost an inch
from collapse.
“By the way, don’t you have so much money that it is
uncountable? You don’t even have to make more money.”
“No matter how much I stacked, I never got tired of it. ….…
Until then.”
“Do you mean not now?”
“No way. I really love gold coins. It makes me feel good
every time I see it. As if it were engraved in my instincts.”
He spoke like a real miser, and stroked the back of the
sleeping Cookie with his other hand.
“Cookie looks really tired today.”
“He came back after hunting outside for a few days.”
I slightly narrowed my eyes as I watched Cookie slightly turn
around.
As I kept thinking of Isidor’s hand, the Master’s big hand that
was stroking Cookie caught my eyes clearly without knowing.
Come to think of it, I never saw him take off his gloves either.
Of course, Master and Isidor are different. The Master works
underground, so he probably wants to hide his fingerprints or
avoid revealing his identity.
‘I think he would suit playing the piano since his hands are
big….’
But why do I keep having these perverted thoughts?
“Ehem! I will get going.”
I cleared my throat because my conscience was pricked, then
got up from my seat and went home
***
All group academic conferences of various social clubs were
over.
In addition, a large-scale party was held in Epsilon to
commemorate the success of the academic conference.
There were other club members who came by their
acquaintance’s invitation, so the Epsilon Frat House was
crowded with noblemen and noblewomen.
There were various finger foods outside of the hall, and they
began chatting in a group with a glass of cocktail in their
hands.
The person who was the talk of the town was for sure the
leader of Epsilon, Isidor.
As Isidor was often not in the capital due to problems in the
southern provinces last year, the appearance of him on an
official occasion was the first time for everyone.
“Will Sir Isidor come here today?”
“I’m not sure. He is the leader, but it’s not easy to see his
face.”
The story that the Crown Prince half-forcefully left the
position of the Epsilon leader to Isidor, who refused
adamantly saying he could not participate often in the club,
was famous.
That’s why Philaf, who’s known to have Epsilon in mind,
suddenly became the Omicron leader.
Philaf had a temper that he couldn’t stand being under
someone else.
“By the way, it seems that Omicron is going to skip the after
party.”
“It’s because they can’t attend. Because of the
embarrassment.”
“Since Princess Emmanuel was always in charge of the party,
there is no one in charge of it now.”
“Never in my dreams I would have thought that Deborah and
Emmanuel would have such a fierce argument on an official
occasion.”
“I couldn’t possibly imagine if it was last year.”
Princess Emmanuel, who is politically outstanding, and
Princess Deborah, the notorious daughter of Seymour, were
not even comparable.
“Even though Princess Deborah is acknowledged at the
Tower, she didn’t have a huge presence on the official
occasion. However, Princess Emmanuel even intended to help
her.”
“She must have shaken hands in a hurry.”
Princess Emmanuel, who did not come out in person, but
skillfully manipulated public opinion each time, was struck at
Princess Deborah’s pace and hit rock bottom.
An air of delight was in Epsilon while on the Omicron side,
they belatedly said that Princess Deborah had dug a trap and it
was exaggerated on the official occasion.
However, the centre of the social world was where the
conversation with knives in their tongues occured and all
kinds of tricks were laid on board.
Falling into a trap was a proof of foolishness and the nobles
were not that generous to the losers.
However, the feeling that you should not recklessly touch
Princess Deborah was stronger than before.
‘She became scarier.’
There were many people who secretly ignored her, the
daughter of Seymour, in the past and they used to swear at her
together as she’s the public enemy, but these days they were
being cautious.
'It’s suffocating.’
“Th-there.”
"Gasp.”
Soon, the protagonist of the gossip appeared and the inside of
the Frat House suddenly became as quiet as the dead.
Princess Deborah was wearing a simple dress made of fine
purple silk.
The asymmetric shirred clothes made her unique atmosphere
come alive and even though she looked scary, they couldn’t
take their eyes off her.
Deborah, who emphasized her exceptionally sharp features by
tying her hair up, walked across the hall slowly to the window
by herself, and folded her arms.
Then, she frowned and fluttered her fan. As her wide sleeves
fell down, the tattoos were revealed. A deeper silence fell.
In Astia, tattoos were used by people with strong faith or
warlike mercenaries.
They don’t know what kind of beliefs Princess Deborah held,
but everyone couldn’t shut up while thinking about her being
so shocking.
***
As I received too much gaze suddenly, the sweats poured out.
I fluttered my fan back and forth to cool off.
'Because it was my first party, I anticipated a little bit..…’
But there’s no one that I knew inside the hall.
'I came too early.’
Still, I was fortunate to have Margaret.
I hurriedly took a shot of champagne that Margaret brought to
soothe my tension.
As the alcohol elevated my energy, the sensation of the
twisted stomach reduced slightly.
When the calm person in me fluttered the fan and looked
around waiting for the 5th princess to appear, my eyes met
with some lady.
CHAPTER 102

Most of the time, they would look away but the lady suddenly
walked slowly towards me.
‘Huh… Why, why are you coming here?’
Perhaps Deborah did something to her in the past?
As I was anxious by the unexpected situation, I took a shot of
the champagne again.
“Hello. Princess Deborah.”
Fortunately, it wasn’t a resentful gaze.
‘By the way, what kind of conversation do ordinary young
girls have in this place?’
We are not going to have a conversation like analyzing the
actual state of mana energy density change and the research
trend.
Because I am used to that kind of conversation with the 5th
Princess, I looked at her while swallowing the dry saliva.
She introduced herself as Leah Horence. That’s why there was
a little interest in her tense eyes.
'She’s that lady who had trouble with her presentation last
year because of Princess Emmanuel.’
At first glance, I think I heard it from the 5th Princess.
'The enemy of the enemy was once an ally.’
“It is an honor to meet Princess Deborah.”
“Nice to meet you.”
"Ah! And congratulations on the success of your first
presentation.”
'Success? I only caused a ruckus.’
That’s why I asked Isidor to let me be the last person to
present.
'I heard that there’s a lot of biting and tearing between social
clubs at academic conferences, but once you win, does it
mean you succeed?’
The silence continued as I was choosing words to be
moderately dignified.
"Em. Right.”
Eventually, I responded embarrassingly and took another
glass of champagne.
Lady Leah responded with a flimsy smile.
In the middle of us facing each other, a guy who was standing
nearby approached to greet me.
“Princess. I am Max Fournier. I presented a thesis on the
relationship between the strength of spirits and the
environment at the academic conference. I was the second
presenter, do you remember?”
“That thesis left a great impression.”
I remembered his presentation that photosynthesis was good
for the spirit of light, so I carried the holy spirit on my arms in
the form of tattoo on a clear day
'And the weather is good today.’
As Max fiddled his arms unintentionally, he picked up a
champagne in the corner with a somewhat complicated face.
I somehow felt that he’s also borrowing the power of alcohol
to talk to me,
“I’m also very impressed by your magic tool.”
“That’s right. It was a really groundbreaking idea. I’m also
impressed like Sir Max.”
Apparently, they seemed to know each other and Max seemed
to intervene to help Leah.
In the middle of us standing awkwardly and exchanging
formal conversations, the inside became noisy suddenly and
their gaze turned towards the entrance of the Frat House.
Even though he was surrounded by a lot of people, I was able
to find Isidor right away.
He was very tall and had a strong presence that instantly
changed the atmosphere around him.
He naturally revealed his position in the group and entered the
hall with his vassal.
“You came early.”
He, who knew how to talk with the nobles gathered around
him, smiled brightly and walked straight to where I was
standing. My hands trembled without knowing it.
There are a lot of gazes that are incomparable than before.
'I have a slight phobia of attention.’
I quickly picked up a glass of the red liquor.
The sweet cherry taste instantly relieved the tension.
“Isn’t it the first group meeting of Princess Deborah after
joining? Lady Leah and Sir Max seemed to have exchanged
introductions already.”
“This is the first time I have seen Princess Deborah.”
“She was talking about the thesis just now.”
“It’s nice to see the harmonious meeting. It’s late, but shall we
make a toast to celebrate the joining of Deborah?”
As he naturally brought out a congratulatory speech and
grabbed champagne, those who were standing in the hall
gathered and toast the glasses.
My surroundings became full of people in a flash and
someone popped an expensive wine.
Clink-!
The sound of loud clunk between glasses filled with golden
liquor disturbed my ears.
The eyes of the Epsilon members who looked at me were not
that stinging.
'I feel weird.’
I was used to being hated here.
“From formula to magic tools. We welcome the joining of
Princess Deborah, who is the most active this year.”
"Nice to meet you.”
The sight of white champagne bubbles rising upward with
welcome greetings pouring around felt so unrealistic.
It felt like I was mixed with a fancy party like you would see
in a movie.
When I was blinking slowly like Alice entering Wonderland
for the first time, Isidor spoke quietly to me.
“Have you eaten?”
“Oh, yes.”
“That’s a relief. Don’t drink too much on an empty stomach.
The alcohol level of this thing is secretly strong.”
Isidor said while holding the same reddish liquor as me.
'It’s just like a delicious cherry drink.’
The 5th Princess approached behind Isidor while I was
looking around for the red cup.
“Sir Isidor. You’re already popping champagne without me.
I’m really sad. I wanted to introduce Princess Deborah to
everyone.”
“You should have waited a little bit.”
After that, the executives such as Tierry and Guillaume came
in one after another and the atmosphere became more noisy.
It turned out that Max Fournier, whom I had a conversation
with, was also an executive.
Out of the six executives, it seemed that only one of them was
unable to attend because of work.
The 5th Princess pointed out that it was not common for the
leader to attend and five executives gathered together.
“The seniors sent a bunch of gifts because the academic
conference was done well.”
Eventually, a large three-tiered cake and expensive wine
appeared and the after party gradually heated up. To the point
where I couldn’t hear the other person’s voice if they didn’t
speak loudly.
I was also introduced to all the members of Epsilon who
attended today.
As a place that values abilities,there were many talented
people such as Spiritualist, Chief of Faculty, Sword Expert,
and even people that had already secured a job at the Tower.
'Finally, I feel like I’ve joined a social club.’
However, as time went on, I slightly narrowed my eyes as I
couldn’t concentrate on the conversation well.
'Am I getting drunk?’
Now that I think of it, I sipped the champagne and the liquor
bit by bit whenever I was nervous.
'But I’m still fine. For now.’
I thought this was okay because I couldn’t stop drinking the
full glass of the strong wine I had received so far.
Strangely, the hand of Isidor wearing while gloves kept
catching my eye but I brushed it off.
'I’m not drunk yet!’
I am not drunk.
***
'Princess Deborah is really fine.’
As Miguel looked around at the party hall in full swing, he
found Princess Deborah standing in an upright posture.
He felt it every time he saw her, but she was a person who
looked so gorgeous and cold at the same time.
“I can’t believe she possessed that kind of aura until the end
of the party. As expected from Princess Deborah.”
“….. I think she’s drunk.”
His lord, who was standing next to him at that time, muttered
while narrowing his eyebrows.
“How the hell do you know?”
Princess Deborah had a cold expression that even made the
drunkard feel refreshed and she looked the most sober here.
He felt awe-struck and the strong need to bow down just by
her presence.
‘She’s definitely different from usual.’
Isidor sharply narrowed his eyes like a veteran informant.
First of all, her complexion.
Her face was paler than usual, but only her ears were red.
Most of all, her heels only stepped on the golden part of the
marble floor.
'Also… I feel like she keeps glancing at me for some reason.’’
A chill passed through his hand covered by the gloves
unknowingly.
"Huh? I feel like she’s looking this way.”
When Miguel was figuring out where Deborah’s gaze was
directed at, she was covered by Tierry who approached her
with a gentle face.
“It’s unexpected that both of them are close, but somehow
they suit well… Lord?”
Isidor who was standing next to him at that time disappeared
in a flash.
On the other hand, Tierry was talking to Deborah in a sad
mood.
“Why aren’t you coming to the music room these days? I have
been practicing a piece with a high level of difficulty
recently.”
“….. I’m busy.”
If you are going to answer that coldly and briefly, why are
you hesitating for 3 seconds?
'I’m a very popular person.’
Tierry spoke again while swallowing his tears.
“Then, are you free now? No matter how busy you are, can’t
you give me five minutes, no ten minutes? There is a loyalty
between our relationship.”
“…..10 minutes?”
She sweetens her red lips.
“Can you come?”
When Tierry waited for her answer, suddenly a loud crash and
shriek was heard and the back of Tierry’s pants was wet.
Guillaume spilled the champagne from behind. A vein
emerged on Tierry’s forehead.
“What the hell are you doing? It’s all wet! The part where you
spilled it made it easier for a weird misunderstanding.”
“Who, who stepped on my foot just now! Is it a ghost?”
Guillaume mumbled with a pale face
“You must have tripped your feet.”
“Is that so?”
“Above all, how are you going to take responsibility for my
pants? I have been trying not to ruin it since this morning.”
Deborah suddenly went outside while they were bickering
Then, she looked up at the star between the leaves while
sitting under the large tree in the back of the townhouse.
“Drink this.”
Isidor, who suddenly appeared, gave a glass of water.
Deborah’s red gaze was nailed again at the hand with a glass
of water and Isidor tilted his head.
“What? Do you need something from me?”
CHAPTER 103

“What? Do you need something from me?”

“…..Something?”
Isidor was convinced once again that Deborah was not sober
as he watched her slow response a beat late.
“Since it’s chilly, wear this at least.”
As soon as she took the glass, Isidor took off his suit jacket
and covered her shoulder.
Deborah, who was covered by a large black suit, suddenly
muttered something.
“…..Hand.”
Isidor raised his hand while feeling strange.
“Hand?”
“Yep.”
“Do you know how many fingers there are?”
As he fluttered three fingers in front of her red eyes, her
eyebrows frowned.
“…..There’s two. I’m not drunk.”
She answered wrongly with great confidence, but her eyes
were not like a drunk person at all.
Isidor quickly folded one of his fingers when she stared as if
she was breaking his finger in her mind.
“Yes, there are two. What you said was all right.”
When she suddenly relaxed her eyes, she laughed swiftly. He
felt the nape of his neck getting hot when he saw that.
The smile that she occasionally showed is really pretty.
‘I feel like I’m the one shaking up.’
“…..You are kind. Sir Isidor.”
She mumbled over a sip of water.
“……..”
It was true that he was being kind only to her. He never
approached anyone first like this in the first place.
Even until last year, he avoided official events as much as
possible under the excuse of work at the province. He even
decided not to come to the academy this year, but his plan
changed thanks to someone.
“…..And you are so perfect. Suspiciously.”
Isidor narrowed his eyes as she continued her words.
“Is there such a perfect person in this world? Either you hide
your flaws, or you pretend to be tough.”
“Pretend…..”
Deborah dwelled on the word pretend a couple of times.
“The stronger the light, the darker the shadow.”
Isidor said while looking up at the large half moon buried in
darkness.
‘It’s not like me.’
Looking back at the honest thought coming out of his mouth,
he also seemed drunk in the hazy atmosphere of the
moonlight.
“…..Are you hiding your flaws under the shadow?”
“It might be.”
After that, silence flowed between them.
Isidor suddenly smacked his cheeks and spoke playfully.
“However, where am I perfect? I can’t even play the piano.”
“That…. is also a combination of cuteness.”
“I’m cute?”
Isidor gazed at her with an absurd feeling. Then she suddenly
covered herself in his suit.
"What’s wrong?”
“….It’s dazzling. I want to avoid the sun.”
'I really can’t figure her out.’
However, the problem was that her weird action looked really
cute.
She’s a calm drunken that made him keep wanting to look out
for her, starting from stepping on the gold decoration on the
floor only.
He felt like he was looking to another new side of her that was
covered in bad rumors and her cold appearance.
“It’s night, but what makes your eyes so dazzling? Is it
because of the moonlight?”
Isidor asked kindly in a laughing voice.
She closed her eyes tight enough to get wrinkles in her
eyebrows, then suddenly raised her eyelids.
“….It’s done now.”
“What?”
“My vision was overworked suddenly, so I took a little rest.”
She constantly mumbled unknown words, then fixed her eyes
at Isidor’s hands again.
‘She’s the type that keeps fixated on only one thing when
she’s drunk’
Also the fact that she’s fixated on his hands only does not
make him that offended. If it’s someone else’s hand…
wouldn’t their wrist be blown away already? That kind of
thought suddenly passed him by for a while.
'By the way, how long will you look at it?’
Isidor’s stiff hand was slightly grasped and relaxed at her
persistent red eyes.
'And why am I so nervous in front of a drunk person?’
As he patted his fingers on his knees anxiously, she spoke in a
quiet voice.
“… I like big hands that’s good at playing the piano.”
'Why does it have to be a piano among so many things?’
Her ideal type was somewhat ordinary but far from himself.
In the midst of that, he was flustered that Tierry was only
good at playing the piano.
He forced a smile on his lips.
“I practiced playing the piano every day. I’ll play it to death
until I’m good at it, so don’t hang out with Tierry in the
meantime. That punk is a famous gambler.
“…You practice?”
“Yeah. The effort is very praiseworthy right? That you want
to praise me every day.”
“…I think you can’t play it even after doing it for ten years.”
“But my hand is much bigger and isn’t it plausible?”
“….Yep. Though, you can’t play it.”
She laughed softly again as her eyes loosened up. He didn’t
know what was so interesting but her shoulders shook and
some strands of her tied hair lightly fell.
“…Your hands, they’re really pretty.”
“If it’s so pretty that you like it, you can have a look as much
as you want.”
“….Give me.”
She reached out her hands without hesitation as if she was
waiting for it. If someone saw it, they might think that he
entrusted his hands to her.
'She won’t remember it anyway.’
Isidor swallowed a sigh then slowly put his large hand on
Deborah’s hand, like a dog that listens well.
"Alright?”
Suddenly, her ruby-like red eyes sparkled brightly like a
mischievous child.
She slowly tilted her head as if she’s observing closely the
target that she constantly aimed for.
'Aren’t you looking at it too close?’
Her face and hands were gradually getting closer as if her lips
were touching, and her fingertips slipped into his sleeves.
'Wait, what are you doing right now..…’
Isidor’s large shoulders and slender back were so tense when
her fingers slowly slipped into the tip of his glove.
The itchy sensation wrapped his wrist like a snake.
Even though he told her to see it, he didn’t know that she was
going to see his bare hands for real.
In the unexpected situation, Isidor’s eyes widened and his lips
stiffened in embarrassment.
But he couldn’t resist it.
In fact, the more correct expression was that he doesn’t want
to resist it.
‘I must be crazy.’
She crossed into the line he drew without any notice like their
first meeting.
Now, she appeared without warning like a black swan, then
invaded and occupied the tightly closed area.
The clear boundaries were stirred apart like marbling.
As she squeezed his palm, a fierce heat rose as if it was
burning. His hands were certainly not that hot in reality.
The sweet and terrible sensation tingled into his hand like an
electric current.
The moment her finger swept into the back of his hands while
their skins overlapped lightly, he bit hard the inside of his
mouth as it felt like a slight groan would come out.
The bluish-pale hand of Isidor was tightly interlocked with the
slender and smooth hand.
Soon, the gloves that had been peeled off like a skin fell down
without force.
***
Isidor’s large hands with veins were as white as a sheet but
had a masculine and firm touch at the same time.
His eyes that were meeting me were redder and fiercer than
usual as if he was standing at the end of the cliff.
“……..”
I grabbed through the fingers of the soft and hard hands as if I
would eat it.
We were simply holding each other’s hands but my cheeks
were tingling and my toes were bent.
As soon as I realized that the touched hands were too hot, I
quickly removed my hand unknowingly like a man on fire.
Crash-!
The empty glass of water next to it fell to the floor and
shattered.
The red warning light flickered brightly in my head belatedly.
'What, what is it?’
What am I really trying to check?
The burning sensation spread in my heart even in the midst of
blankness due to alcohol.
'Is it a dream?’
I was drunk and my head was hazy, so I handed over the suit
hurriedly as if destroying the evidence while denying the
reality quickly.
“Keep wearing it because it’s cold.”
A low voice rang in my ears. I couldn’t grasp the emotions in
his voice as my senses became dull.
It was burning enough to hurt my palm.
My vision became dizzy as if my cochlea was also damaged.
I looked around in confusion like a lost child while clutching
onto the collar that covered my body.
“I will bring you to the carriage. You are drunk.”
His voice faded and then gradually disappeared. As the
surroundings changed frantically, I blacked out at some point.
And the next morning.
I woke up on the bed.
“Ow, my head hurts.”
As soon as I woke up, I had a terrible hangover and headache.
The servant, who saw me grunting while grabbing my head,
brought a herbal tea that’s good for a headache.
‘I am desperate for a headache pill.’
I was frowning while drinking the tea that was very
ineffective and suddenly dropped the teacup.
This was because Isidor’s handsome bare hands were clearly
reminiscent in my mind.
'Oh, why did I take off his gloves as I like?’
The piece of memory that was left last night was three times
more effective than the headache medicine. The
embarrassment easily covered the pain.
'I’m screwed.’
I pounded my forehead on the pillow, then ripped apart all the
information of Isidor that I bought for a total of 1,000 gold
from the information guild as if venting anger.
“That’s not it!!”
What the hell have I done just because of this?
And why did I drink so much?
No matter how strong Deborah’s alcohol tolerance was, it was
too much to take a sip every time I was introduced to
someone.
‘I will never drink more than five glasses of champagne in the
future.’
I punched the bed and the wall alternately while having
meaningless regret.
I felt the terrified gaze of the servants, but I couldn’t stop the
agony.
I’m doomed.
'What should I do?’
I fiddled my lips and quickly found the answer.
CHAPTER 104

If I give up on my conscience, it’s enough.

‘I can’t remember. I don’t know what happened yesterday.’
“….Hand”
“Ah, crazy……”
However, as the scene of me grabbing Isidor’s hand passed, I
couldn’t stand the shame that came again.
‘No way, there’s something more that happened?’
This ominous feeling has never been wrong.
I laid on the bed while pressing my forehead and feeling more
frustrated
I don’t even have the strength to get mad anymore.
If I meet Isidor, what should my expression be like and what
should I say?
'Ah. Right. I don’t know anything at all so let’s not care about
it.’
I tried hard to drive away the shattered and sharp memories of
last night. However, the white and pale hands wouldn’t get
out of my head anytime soon.
It’s just a hand.
'I keep feeling nauseous.’
I think my hangover is very bad.
I rubbed the burning stomach and told the servants to deliver a
message to Enrique that today’s class was postponed.
“Sister. Are you sick?”
Soon, Enrique came to me with a very worried face after
hearing the message.
As soon as I saw his big eyes fluttering, I suddenly stood up
from my seat.
'I was suddenly healed.’
I can’t believe a younger brother that was so adorable, cute,
and lovely exists in this world. I had no choice but to cry a
river.
“I just have a little headache. It doesn’t hurt that much, so
don’t worry.”
Enrique curled his lips with a sad face as I patted his soft hair.
“Don’t mind me and lie down. Sister.”
The child pulled the blanket with his little hand and tried to
cover me up.
“I’m fine. Since you are here, let’s eat a cake. Or would you
like to play with Purple?”
Enrique’s eyes shook quickly at the word Purple. He seemed
to have gotten attached to the turtle when I showed it to him
briefly last week
"No!”
The child suddenly frowned and shook his head as if fighting
against himself.
“I will take care of my sister today. I’ll read you a book.”
“It’s alright. And actually, I hate books.”
“But how are you so smart?”
“I’m actually stupid?”
I spoke playfully and lightly pinched Enrique’s soft cheeks.
“You’re not an idiot.”
He stared at me sharply as he thought that he was being
treated like a child again and he managed to say I’m not
stupid despite all that.
“Who did Enrique resemble so much to be this kind and
cute?”
I can’t believe the hot-blooded twins and Enrique were blood-
related. It’s hard to believe it.
“I grew taller by a lot. I will be taller than my sister later!”
“Oh my, really?”
“Don’t make fun of me!”
“I’m not making fun of you. Enrique should be taller than me.
Then, let’s continue living together. All right?”
“Hmph!”
As I rubbed the white cheeks that’s like rice cake, I woke up
Purple sleeping in the form of the tattoo and put it on
Enrique’s arms.
Enrique, who was on fire, was surprised while letting out a
shriek.
“Purple has become bigger. Also, he has become longer.”
Purple, the holy spirit of the worst fuel-efficiency with
expensive magic stones as its stock, grew bigger day by day
and somehow grew up to the length of my arm.
I began to wonder purely how bigger it would grow if it kept
eating the magic stones.
'It was definitely described as a small turtle in the novel.’
Maybe Mia couldn’t feed Purple with a lot of magic stones to
grow Purple’s current build because of her financial problems.
Since holy spirits were spirits of mixed blood, they were able
to live even without meals.
“Hello. Purple.”
Enrique greeted it shyly while his cheeks blushed.
This punk Purple yawned on Enrique’s lap without even
responding.
Enrique slightly pulled the magic stone out of his pocket.
Then, Purple blinked its big eyes and licked Enrique’s little
finger as if it was drowsy.
“Purple is so cute.”
Enrique, who gave the the magic stone to the shameless turtle
today, also smiled brightly
When I gazed at the peaceful sight of the lovely child and the
animal together, I nodded my head happily.
Both of them were the light of this tough life….Oh?
“…You are dazzling. I want to avoid the sun.”
But why did I, in the sudden memory, behave disgracefully
while covered up in a coat in front of Isidor?
It doesn’t seem like a problem that would be solved by just
deleting my memories.
I was seriously concerned about whether or not I should hit
the back of my head until I recovered from the memory loss.
"Sister. Are you sick?”
“… No, I’m embarrassed.”
“Why?”
“Enrique, you shouldn’t drink too much later. Understand?“
Enrique had a worried face again as he looked at me pressing
my temple hard and I repeated the meaningless regrets again.
That evening, when I laid down exhausted by the assault from
my memories.
“Grrrr…..…”
Purple, who ate the magic stone Enrique gave as a snack and
the magic stone that I prepared diligently as its three meals a
day, suddenly started shaking and vibrating its body.
"What’s wrong?”
It approached the window quickly while showing its sharp
tooth fiercely.
“Perhaps, is there anything out there?”
Purple kept looking at the flower garden and trembled.
According to the novel settings, Purple will react sensitively
to the dark attributes, that was black magic.
'Is it a crack? Or perhaps a monster?’
There were barely places that were as safe as the Townhouse
of Seymour in the capital so why?
'Firstly, I have to tell father that something is bad.’
I grabbed the attack scroll and ran in a rush with Purple by my
side.
Purple’s growling became more severe at the path towards the
main house where father was at.
I was suddenly covered in a dreary darkness and smelled the
stink of blood near the flower garden
“Ack!”
A painful scream echoed from the inside of the flower garden
at the same time.
“Heuk!!”
“You are noisy.”
The cold voice that was heard occasionally was even more
creepy than the coarse shriek.
“….What’s there?”
At that time, a shadow with a large build walked out of the
garden with a rustling sound as if he felt my presence.
“I was thinking it might be a wild beast, but it was you.”
“……..”
“Deborah.”
He had the same features as Belreck but the man with the
opposite atmosphere looked at me while rubbing his chin.
The red blood splattered on his face.
“I didn’t know you would be the first one to meet me.”
He strode over to me.
Rosad, who had been in the Eastern Territory all the time,
appeared in front of me for the first time.
The eldest son of this family that ended the war and returned
to the capital.
7. Surface tension
“I came for a deal with the seventh fang of the golden
dragon.”
A man with blue hair, the symbol of the Royal Family of
Histach.
Crown Prince Behonich Histach walked into the largest armor
shop in the Khorun district and spoke secretly to the store
manager.
The manager examined him deeply and guided him to the
Blanchia Master.
The crown prince shuddered while looking at the master’s
doll-like face.
He was a man who had a different atmosphere that wasn’t
human. However, his abilities deserved to be looked upon
highly.
“Master. I came here to borrow your wisdom.”
“Speak.”
Master who received a bundle of gold coins said in a dry tone.
The Crown Prince let out a sigh with an anxious face.
The public sentiment of the empire has been worse than ever
recently. The crack in the barrier of the unknown cause was
the biggest factor that lit up the anxiety of the people.
Hideous accidents occurred around while a contagious disease
circulated in the undeveloped slum due to overwhelming
attacks.
There were even people going around talking about disloyalty
and questioned whether these things happened because the
Crown Prince was to blame.
'I need extensive measures to calm down this atmosphere.’
In the original novel, the Crown Prince tried to control the
anxious public sentiment by using Mia Binoche, who is called
the incarnation of the saint.
The popularity of Saint Nayla always made sense in the
Empire
However, Mia Binoche’s current position and reputation was
not that high in the social world unlike the original novel, so
she did not grab the attention of the Crown Prince at all.
“The atmosphere recently has been chaotic both inside and
outside. My fame and position are not that good as the 3rd
Prince fought well in the battle where the monsters emerged
from the crack of the barrier.”
Said the Crown Prince.
“The 3rd Prince with excellent military force made an
ambush. Even though he didn’t have blue hair.”
“Honestly, I have no talent for administration, so I’d rather go
to war.”
Master spoke while fiddling with the gold coins at the Crown
Prince’s lamentation.
“If you want to keep the 3rd Prince in check, it’s easy to
propagate a new formula designed by Sir Rosad and Seymour
Family, who played an active part in the Eastern Battlefront.”
Rosad was popular among the people recently as he captured
the head of the eastern barbarian who was tricked to be
kidnapped by the people and even stopped the monster wave.
“That’s a good strategy.”
If he promoted Rosad with distinguished services in war, he
could relatively shadow the 3rd Prince’s contributions.
Even the Seymour family is the traditional family that
followed the imperial faction. It means that the Aristocrat
Senate could be held in check with Rosad and the Seymour
family in the frontlines.
"Rosad’s recent performances have been great.”
“That’s right.”
In fact, Rosad has achieved war accomplishments that were
incomparable to the original novel.
He was the person that gained the most benefits in the Empire
by the formula devised by Deborah.
Since Rosad was the magician who made the best use of the
geography and climate during battle.
When he gained the formula to arrange the mana distribution
effectively in nature, he was no match during the war.
“I heard that Rosad Seymour is returning to the capital soon.”
“Maybe he would have arrived by now.”
Master said indifferently.
CHAPTER 105

“Oh, and one more thing.”

The Crown Prince said.
“I must successfully conduct the Birth of Goddess Nayla
Festival in order to alleviate the agitated public sentiment.”
In order to relieve the people’s anxiety, the most important
thing was to find and eliminate the cause of cracks in the
barriers.
Even though everyone had the same thought, he couldn’t find
the reason why this happened.
“Isn’t the Birth of Goddess Nayla Festival an event conducted
by His Majesty himself?”
Master asked in a cold voice.
“These days I’m working as hard as I can sitting only in the
office, so father must have made a public occasion for me to
show my face. Right?”
The Crown Prince was looking forward to this festival
because he preferred to appear in front of people rather than
reviewing the documents.
“…..”
“I made the right choice for coming here. Also, I’ll have to
meet with Sir Rosad separately as you advised.”
The Crown Prince, who interpreted Master’s silence
positively, smiled brightly as he took out another small bag of
gold coins.
***
“You look like you’ve been well.”
Rosad, who approached closer to me, raised his thin lips
slightly..
Rosad, with his cold silver hair like frost falling, had a
completely different atmosphere from Belreck, who had an
image of a keen scholar.
He had short-cut hair and a well-trained body, so I had a
thought that he was like a German officer.
‘He said he is a battle magician.’
Shivers ran down my spine when I looked at Rosad who
looked perfect as if he had no flaws.
It was a lasting impression.
Deborah seems to have more difficulty with Rosad, who she
doesnt know what he’s thinking inside, than Belreck’s dirty
personality that keeps picking fights.
I felt fear and suspicious as the smell of blood lingered around
the tip of my nose gradually became stronger.
‘Why did Rosad appear, and why did Purple react like that?’
There was no setting in the novel where he worked with black
magic.
‘And why does this rascal look so fine?’
In the novel, Rosad returned to the capital with severe injuries
at his left ankle.
In addition, the person who helped with the recovery of the
war hero, Rosad, was no other than Mia Binoche.
However he wasn’t hurt, so there’s no reason to meet Mia.
“?!”
It was then.
The man, who laid next to Rosad like a corpse, suddenly bent
his body eccentrically and opened his mouth widely towards
Rosad’s left ankle.
The man’s tongue and teeth were ominously pitch-black that I
unknowingly let out a scream.
“Rosad! Behind!“
Suddenly, my vision turned white.
This is because Purple shot white sphere out of its mouth.
“Arrgh!”
The man who was struck by the sphere of light emitted by
Purple was in pain as if he was burned and twisted his body
around.
Rosad, whose left ankle was almost bitten by the man, began
to trample on him cruelly with his military boots while
swearing ferociously.
‘The zombie-like man who was caught by Rosad was a black
magician.’
That’s why Purple felt a strange sensation earlier and reacted.
“This barbarian rascal was cutely hiding poison behind his
molar.”
Rosad leaned over and forcibly opened the man’s mouth, then
tucked a crumpled handkerchief inside it.
The man’s body only convulsed but did not die even though
blood flowed into his airway and made it impossible to
breathe through his mouth.
My fingertips were getting colder at the terrible sight.
“Is he…..a human?”
Rosad looked down at the man with contempt at my question.
“It is more like a monster than a human because his vitality
has been irrationally increased by magic.”
“Magic……”
“They are the ones who disrupt causality by taking human life
and blood as sacrifices. They’re worse than bugs.”
A realization suddenly passed.
‘It must be related to the abduction case of the Eastern people
and black magic.’
The reason why the eldest son of Seymour, Rosad, left the
capital and engaged in the massive barbarian subjugation in
the east was due to the Eastern people’s disappearance.
All the Eastern mounted nomads only stole the crops by
invading the farmland until now, but the reason for the sudden
kidnapping was to use the people as a sacrifice for black
magic.
Rosad, who received a sharp gaze from the barbarian, gazed
lazily at Purple.
Purple also stared at Rosad with its eyes wide open without
losing to him.
“Is that cute white turtle a holy spirit?”
"Yup.”
“You have something fine. Thanks to that, I avoided
troublesome things. I almost got poisoned just now and might
be unable to use my left leg for a while.”
Rosad just owes his leg to Purple.
‘Although it’s a problem that he’s not someone who would
properly return the favour.’
In the novel, Rosad’s leg was quickly recovered thanks to Mia
and he desired her healing powers that had high purity and
low side effects.
Besides, he was very ambitious and wanted to get the glory of
the goddess that Mia had.
‘She healed him but his conclusion was to kidnap and confine
her….’
When my mind became complicated by his sudden
appearance, Rosad lightly patted my head with his bloody
hands.
“You are my sister, so it’s nice to see you after a long time.”
“……..?”
As I slapped away his hand while frowning, his thin lips
smirked and laughed.
“Your personality is still the same. That’s why I’m even more
happy.”
“Since when did brother treat me as your sister?”
Rosad ignored Deborah completely in my fragments of
memory. Should I say that he treated her like someone that
doesn’t even exist?
“If you are sad by my actions, I should at least treat my sister
kindly now.”
“Who is sad? I like the feeling of distance like before.”
“I think the current distance will become closer.”
The space between me and him now was just one step away.
“You’ve become smarter.”
Rosad pointed his chins towards my bangs and grabbed the
man’s collar who was wriggling like an earthworm.
“I want to talk more with my sister, but I need to find out
who’s behind this barbarian.”
“……”
“See you again.”
Rosad dragged the man’s collar that changed like a zombie
and disappeared in the direction of the main building where
father was.
The blood trail left by the barbarian was as dark as poison.
If it was dark everywhere, I might have passed out already.
My legs loosened later, then I took a deep breath while sitting
down.
Purple licked my fingers as if cheering me up.
'Anyway, the encounter between Mia and Rosad is gone.’
In the midst of the duchess’ letter, I was wondering how to
escape from Mia if Rosad was hurt.
I tried to think it wasn’t a bad deal.
***
Ahead of the Birth of Goddess Nayla Festival , Duke
Seymour attended the State Council meeting held in the
imperial palace.
Duke Seymour’s expression was the happiest among the
countless heads of family that appeared in the meeting room.
He cleared his throat while trying hard to stop the corner of
his mouth to smile.
Before the State Council meeting started, the heads of family
talked about each other’s current situation while having a
brief refreshment time.
In addition, Duke Seymour had so many things to brag about
recently.
'I envy him.’
'He did well raising his children.’
'The eldest son is a war hero, the second son and the daughter
are working together developing a filial piety artifact.’
In fact, they were the most envious about the filial piety
artifact. This is because most of the noble children always
asked for things but never gave anything in return to their
fathers.
'The youngest son is aiming to be the youngest 4th Circle
Magician.’
On the other hand, Duke Montes was managing his expression
with different intentions to hide embarrassment and envy.
To manage one of those social clubs
When he remembered his only son who was utterly
humiliated and couldn’t even managed a social club properly,
he was enraged.
“Duke Seymour. I heard Sir Rosad did a good job.”
“I can’t believe he subdued the barbarians who had terrible
beasts in their hands. The future of this empire is bright thanks
to the great talent like Sir Rosad.”
The heads of family that were good at socialising began to
give pleasantries to Duke Seymour.
“Hm. Rosad has been an excellent guy since before.”
Duke Seymour boasted in humble disguise.
'The gossip of intelligence.’
His family was usually a nuisance, but he even laid a strategic
move to brag about his daughter who’s been exceptionally
well these days.
It’s human nature to enter when the board is laid.
The head of the family who’s looking for the opportunity to
look good in the eyes of Duke Seymour opened his mouth.
“I heard rumors that Deborah and Belreck worked together to
create a magic tool called a ‘massage chair’, how was it?”
“It worked very well. I placed and used it in the tower.”
"Oh.”
“There are many stairs in the tower. The massage chair
relieves the fatigue quickly. My daughter thinks about me
very much.”
The story that he shed tears at the academic conference was
famous.
“Oh, also, Deborah’s formula is in the spotlight again thanks
to Rosad war contributions lately.”
“That’s right. In fact, the reason my son was able to do so
well in the war was because he made good use of the formula
that my daughter developed.”
“Oh, the relationship between your children is deep. I envy
you, Duke Seymour.”
As if the seal had been released, Duke Seymour could no
longer bear it and began to brag about his daughter.
'How long will you be like that?!’
Duke Montes, who was grabbing his aching stomach as he
didn’t like hearing the obvious boast even though it came into
his ear spontaneously, began to have a regretful feeling.
They were once in a relationship where there was even a
proposal of marriage before.
CHAPTER 106

In the past, Duke Montes was not pleased when the talk of
marriage came from Seymour first.
That was because he thought that the reckless simpleton like
Philaf should be supported by a gentle and humble woman.
He could clearly see that even at a young age, Deborah
depended on her father and went around as proud as a
peacock.
‘The future looks bleak.’
That’s why Duke Montes delayed the answer to their marriage
proposal.
‘Of course, if I exempt the fact that she’s a Seymour, there’s
nothing to see at her.…’
The notorious woman, who previously only knows how to be
spoiled, does know how to turn over a new leaf.
It’s also appealing to have patent rights for the formula, but
having the design of the filial piety magic tool made Duke
Montes more tempted.
Isn’t it the principle of the world that a child who’s good to
her father will also treat her father-in-law well?
'Besides, Deborah loves my son very much.’
Although she had a bad personality, the Seymours were
originally born like that and it’s enough if they treat their
people well.
Duke Montes, who’s been looking at Duke Seymour rubbing
salt in the wound of the heads, ended the meeting and called
Philaf, who’s on probation, as soon as he returned to the
mansion.
“What is it?”
Philaf asked while swallowing the rising irritation.
He has already heard enough nagging since morning from his
father, who became overly sensitive, before the meeting of the
heads of family.
“Philaf, you are already at the age to have a fiance.”
He thought he should be anxious about the furniture being
thrown around or being compared to Rosad Seymour, but the
words that came out from his father’s mouth were unexpected.
‘It’s not enough being on probation, so it’s about engagement
this time.’
Philaf’s red eyebrows were twisted.
“You said that you will respect my opinion about marriage,
father clearly said that in the past.”
“No way, your great opinion isn’t of Mia Binoche right?”
Philaf hesitated then spoke.
“I already got over Lady Mia.”
Duke Montes’ grim expression softened even more.
“Why did you suddenly change your mind?”
Philaf scratched his chin.
Rather than changing his mind, it just happened.
When he was on probation, he heard that she became close
with Diery Orge and received a sponsor from Marquis Francis
Gabrio recently.
Since the bean pod had peeled off, the act of her clinging here
and there like a bat had opened his eyes clearly..
“I think I was swayed for a while.”
“Sure. You did enough. I think you have come to your senses,
so I have a suggestion.”
“You definitely said that I can handle my own marriage…..”
Philaf, who was grumbling with a sullen look, shut his mouth
as his father’s word continued.
“Deborah Seymour. What do you think of her as your
marriage partner?”
“……”
When Duke Montes saw his only son’s interested face that
was unlike the past where he went wild saying he hated her to
death, Duke Montes became delighted and patted his knee.
“Do you remember? Previously, a letter about marriage came
from Seymour.”
“But haven’t you rejected it already?”
"Not yet.”
It was burdensome even for the Duke Montes to officially
reject the marriage proposal that came from the woman’s side
first.
Duke Montes postponed the reply while making excuses that
he was respecting his son’s opinion.
“This will be the first time that I will write back the reply with
my seal stamped.”
***
The Crown Prince occasionally called Philaf and Isidor, who
was confirmed to be the next head of their family, to the
Imperial Palace at the same time to have tea, archery, and
horseback riding.
In the case of other influential families such as Orge and
Seymour, their succession line was not confirmed. So he was
cautious to become close with one specific person and since
both of them were only children, the situation was different.
It has been 10 years already since the three of them started to
meet together.
It was the place where the deceased empress arranged for her
son to make a strong connection with the sons of the
influential family and this type of gathering is still ongoing,
although not often.
“I hope that you guys will participate actively at the Birth of
Goddess Nayla Festival so that it will brighten the place.”
The Crown Prince said while pointing his bow at the target.
“Of course.”
The Crown Prince laughed at Philaf’s answer.
“Haha. You are cool as always.”
The Crown Prince’s bow that was shot strongly did not hit the
center of the target and was stuck in the wrong place.
“Recently, I’ve been signing documents to death, so I lost my
touch.”
Isidor picked up a bow from the quiver of arrows while
hearing his grumble.
'The Birth of the Goddess.’
The State of Affairs was chaotic because of the unstable
barriers and he wondered if it would be good for the Crown
Prince to come forward at the big event.
‘However it’s a good opportunity to let the outsiders know
that he’s been recognized by the emperor.’
As it was still too early to judge, Isidor spared his words and
shot the bow at the target.
“Having a match with Isidor always made my hands sweat.”
It was natural for Isidor to adjust his score in continuous
turnovers so that the Crown Prince could feel the fun and
thrill.
He could hit the middle target completely if he made up his
mind and fired the bow. However, there was only one thing
that Isidor couldn’t do and it was playing the piano.
“Isidor.”
The gathering, which was attended by biting the bullet, ended
at the request of the Crown Prince and Philaf suddenly
blocked Isidor’s way while he was riding the horse.
Isidor grasped the reins and spoke indifferently.
"Move away. The horse’s hoof will be on your face.”
“Everyone should know that you’re a two-faced guy.”
“Everybody already knows that you’re short-tempered with
such trivial things.”
Philaf was trembling with rage at Isidor’s way of talking but
he barely repressed it and spoke.
“You, don’t pretend you’ve earned a lot of brownie points
from Deborah by putting your handsome face in front of her.”
'I scored brownie points with my face?’
Unfortunately, he never saw any effect by using his good
looks.
“Deborah is just blinded and deceived by your pretentious
behavior of being a gentleman. No matter how sweet you
pretend, it won’t matter if I do my best. It’s in season when it
comes to the flower of the year.”
Isidor pulled the horse reins slowly while gazing at Philaf who
turned his back after an absurd declaration of war.
‘Who the hell is being deceived exactly?’
There’s no one here who was more suspicious of him than
Deborah.
'What is the reason for Philaf to overestimate me?’
What exactly did Deborah say to Philaf?
‘Actually, did I get a lot of brownie points for my
appearance?’
The more he continued his reasoning, he felt better for some
reason.
However, he soon narrowed his eyebrows.
It was because he was bothered about Philaf acting full of
confidence like someone with a trick up his sleeve.
Philaf looked pathetic and twisted when he set his eyes on
Deborah after drooling over Mia Binoche all this time .
Isidor grasped his hand and rode his horse to Blanchia
quickly.
Then, he ordered the informants to keep an eye on Philaf.
***
“Ha! How dare you talk about marriage out of your mouth
now?”
Father grinded his teeth upon receiving a letter from Duke
Montes saying that he was thinking positively about the
marriage proposal.
“Duke Montes, this old man has finally gone crazy.”
“I oppose marriage!”
Enrique, who was reading a book next to his father, was in
tears as if he figured out the situation.
The peaceful office turned upside down because of the letter
that just arrived.
Then, Duke Seymour swore in a whisper with a somewhat
ferocious voice.
I knew for the first time that there was such a colourful and
fresh swearing in this world.
“……Deborah. Are you still hung up on that Montes brat?”
Duke Seymour and Enrique stared at me with desperate and
anxious eyes.
“I hate Philaf Montes.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I despise him. Also, didn’t I tell you last time? I will
concentrate on research for the time being.”
"Sure. That’s a good idea.”
Duke Seymour’s face looked so relieved.
It seemed like he was worried I would abandon my pride and
told him to proceed with the marriage quickly.
‘It’s no different from humiliating my family.’
If it was Deborah of the original story, it was a trap that
remained.
However, there were some concerning parts.
It’s not easy to ignore official documents stamped with the
family’s seal.
In addition, Montes had the letter saying that we asked for the
hand in marriage first. In the perspective of the letters
exchanged between families, it looked like we both had
reached an agreement.
'Things have become complicated.’
“You don’t have to worry. I will settle it on my own.”
Duke Seymour tapped my shoulder as if to see if I’m worried.
“My bodyguard, Ouroboros, had a lot of rest.”
{Ouroboros = a circular symbol depicting a snake, or less
commonly a dragon, swallowing its tail, as an emblem of
wholeness or infinity.}
"I can fight also.”
Enrique began to prepare for the duel with a serious face.
“Having a battle is quite.…”
“It’s a joke. Since the Montes side has avoided official
responses for more than three years, it is impossible for them
to demand quick feedback from us. I intend to respond
slowly.”
As expected of Duke Seymour. Because of his bad
personality, he doesn’t lose to anyone.
“Since it has become like this, I should also spread rumors
like the Duke of Montes did.”
Just how Philaf made rumors that he hated me, the rumors of
the Montes’ side expressing their intention to refuse will be
spread.
“Please make a huge rumor in the Empire saying that Philaf is
not my type. I really hate a guy that is so arrogant.”
“Okay.”
The duke lifted the teacup gracefully.
“Hm, by the way, tea is so delicious today.”
“Right.”
The duke raised his lips as if the reversed situation was funny.
CHAPTER 107

As soon as Isidor heard that Duke Montes had sent an official

letter about the marriage after three years, he punched the
table violently while swearing.
“How dare you!”
Miguel trembled without realizing as he watched the wooden
table fly in the opposite direction.
A violent murderous aura rose in Isidor’s body
He’s a Sword Expert at the level where it was revealed to the
outside world but Miguel couldn’t guess the military power he
had hidden.
“There is a limit to being shameless.”
Miguel could barely come back to his senses at Isidor’s grim
murmur and nodded his head as if he agreed.
Montes did a nasty trick this time.
He never thought that the head of the family would come
forward and brought up the long-forgotten talk of marriage
himself.
Isidor, who was barely suppressing his anger, spoke with a
cold face.
“What is the response on Duke Seymour’s side? He must have
rejected it since it’s unpleasant right?”
He thought that Deborah also would not be pleased when the
long-forgotten past was brought up.
’…..That must be it, right?’
However, Isidor bit his lips as he was strangely unsure of it.
He was bothered about the long unrequited love of 6 years.
It was also the reason why Philaf Montes did not know his
place and dumped her confidently.
‘My head is hurting.’
If Deborah was involved, everything could not be
distinguished clearly as black and white and the boundary
became blurry as if there was a fog.
It was impossible to take a step back and become cold-headed
by putting aside emotions.
“Lord. According to the informant, Duke Seymour does not
have any reply to Montes’s letter.”
Miguel’s words made Isidor became more complicated.
‘The fact that he’s not responding, means that he’s thinking
over time?’
Was it worth thinking about in the first place?
His expression stiffened coldly
In the middle of Duke Seymour enjoying this situation by
giving false hope to the father and son of Montes, Isidor was
the most anxious and distressed person at the moment.
Isidor, who was frowning with his arm folded, suddenly got
up from his seat.
It was because the news came that Deborah was visiting
Blanchia just in time.
***
I let father deal with the absurd marriage proposal and I
headed towards Blanchia to make some money.
‘I need to know the progress of the 2nd store and prepare for
the launching of the new season’s menu.’
Since I was stuck at home while putting off my work, I had
more work to do.
In fact, I need time to grow my shamelessness and forget
about the incident of touching Isidor’s hand.
‘I forgot all the memories that were disadvantageous to me,
but the 1000 gold was a waste the more I think about it.’
Bullshit mysophobia.
It’s also strange in the first palace that such a person would
wipe the drink off my shoes.
I greeted him while concluding that the Master was the most
reliable informant.
“Master. I feel like I haven’t seen you in a while.”
Master was exuding chills in the gloomy office where the time
outside could not even be guessed.
'You look like you’re in a really bad mood today.’
Maybe it’s because I often see him, I could read the emotion
of the doll-like face at a first glance.
“What’s wrong Master?”
“…..Aren’t you the one who’s having trouble?
“I have.”
I felt the Master’s boring gaze.
“The cafe mocha is so sweet that there are many customers
who feel burdened. There are people who don’t like milk.
That’s why I’m going to sell real coffee.”
“Deborah, do you simply see me as a business partner only?
Everytime we meet, you always keep it simple. Purely as
that.”
Maybe it’s just my illusion that the Master was pouting his
lips.
“You are not just a business partner. You are a very important
person to me.”
As I coaxed him gently as if the flattering seemed to work, he
cleared his throat with a slightly softened attitude.
“If so, please consult everything with me. If a problem arises,
I can fix it.”
He dragged out the teacup and teapot in the air and spoke
seriously.
“I can dig into the weakness of anyone, head of a prestigious
family and even their successors. In order to avoid any
unwanted situation. Just like Louie Gazelle…you don’t want
it, right?”
"Finding weaknesses? That’s expensive.”
I dont have anyone to dig behind their back enough to use a
fistful of my jewels, so why?
Perhaps, Master’s business is declining these days?
“I’ll make it cheaper.”
“It’ll cost money anyway.”
“It’s free. All right?”
I was contemplating for a while when he suddenly said that he
will give a free information service and then spoke.
“Actually, there is one thing I want to request in secret.”
“…What is it?”
“Is there any magic to erase certain memories?”
“As far as I know, there is no magic to manipulate the mind
but why do you ask that?”
"Just… I’m curious.”
I roughly looked around and swallowed the mixed feelings.
‘There’s no way to erase Isidor’s memory.’
Who would have thought that I had a terrible drinking habit of
obsessing over just one thing when I drink.
“Do you really don’t have any concerns or requests? I can
bury it alive without anyone knowing.”
This man doesn’t even drink yet he’s very obsessed with
requests.
“Do I look like a person wishing for a lot of concerns?”
“If it’s a concern, it’s annoying enough…”
He started to put a lot of sugar into the tea while muttering
something.
'He’s very weird today.’
Why was he being more suspicious even though the
misunderstanding of the missing piece of the important
information was resolved?
Master emptied the tea quickly with a very displeased face
and tapped the table with his fingers.
'Huh?’
As I looked at the big hands moving as if hitting the keyboard,
I remembered the memories of that night unintentionally.
“…..I like big hands that play the piano well. ”
Why am I rambling on unnecessary things that weren’t even
asked? Am I too self-conscious?
The memories of the day I was drunk were embarrassing and
ridiculous the more I peel it, as if it was peeling an onion.
I swallowed a sigh unknowingly and frowned.
“As expected, you are worried about something?”
"Master.”
“Why did you make that face suddenly?”
“That face? Don’t I look indifferent and chic?”
I slightly practiced the expression that I will do in front of
Isidor.
“You look chic when you smile, but it’s a little out of the
blue.”
“Is it? Sigh, I can’t concentrate at all today. I have to go
home.”
Eventually, I got up from my seat after ending the
conversation that felt out of place.
I already received the sale statement of Armand this month
and the opening date of the 2nd store was written in my note,
so my business was done here.
‘By the way, why did he suddenly offer to dig into someone
else’s weakness for free?’
I mulled over Master’s suspicious words in the carriage that
was returning home, then I figured out the meaning behind his
words later.
‘Perhaps, he has heard about the talk of marriage from
Montes?’
Did he mean that he will find Montes’ weakness so that it’s
easier to reject the marriage proposal just like Louie Gazelle?
'However, Master is not someone who will stick his nose into
other people’s business.’
Assuming that it’s a service for VIPs, Montes was
incomparable with Gazelle.
‘Why did the miser who only pursues profits suddenly try to
take an annoying risk?’
I looked out the window with an ambiguous feeling.
***
‘He’s always handsome everytime I see him’
The 5th Princess admired silently as she looked at Isidor
walking in the navy blue uniform of the White Knights.
Her maids were looking at him with fascinating faces as if he
was a work of art.
“Lord Isidor. Isn’t this your first time appearing since the
Epsilon’s after party? A lot of people were drunk that day so it
ended in a mess.”
Isidor laughed vaguely as he thought of someone being drunk
cutely.
“Ah, Princess. Is today the day of the mana club activity?”
“Are you interested in my club? Unfortunately, I have zero
interest in you.”
“…..That’s not it, I came here to see Deborah.”
“Hm. I think she’s busy these days due to the academy
lectures. She’s probably not going to attend today. It’s a
shame.”
‘Somehow, I feel like she’s avoiding coming to the Frat
House lately.’
However, only a week has passed since the after party. It was
too early to draw a conclusion.
Isidor thought about it for a while, then walked towards the
Faculty of Magic.
After he confirmed that the carriage of the Seymour family
was at the east gate, it was clear that Deborah was in the
academy.
Also, Isidor knew her routine well.
Last spring.
Even though he knew she wasn’t looking at him even for a
second, he was standing at the path that she would take.
‘I thought it was just a pure curiosity at that time.’
As an informant, he also wanted to dig up her secrets.
As she provoked him in the way he did, it also stimulated his
competitiveness.
However, she’s the only one who caught his eyes clearly
among those countless people and he was swayed slowly like
a slow-motion magic.
The moment Isidor faced Deborah, who walked out of the
front door of the Faculty of Magic slowly with a cold face, he
bit his lips suddenly.
It was because she had an angry expression, then she curled
up her lips crookedly just like the one he saw at Blanchia
yesterday.
She looked indifferent and cold on the outside, but the tips of
her ears were gradually turning red.
As if she’s conscious about something.
CHAPTER 108

‘Gasp. It’s Isidor.’

My heart was pounding hard when I ran into the person I was
avoiding secretly, but I barely came to my senses and pulled
off the expression that I had been practicing.
‘Since Master said I was making a face, let’s smile a little.’
“Long time no see.”
I pretended to be calm as I swallowed my embarrassment.
“Hm. It’s not a long time anymore. I’m busy, so I’ll go first.”
After I spoke in a cold tone, like I thought, and walked
forward, Isidor caught up with me quickly with his wide
strides.
"Where are you going? I came here to see you. Why would I
come to the Faculty of Magic if you are not here?”
"Me? Why…….why?”
“Why do you think so?”
“I don’t know.”
I threw my conscience away and stopped pretending.
“You haven’t been to the Frat House and missed many club
activities recently, so I’m worried if you are sick.”
I can’t believe you even cared for the health of this perverted
drunk despite all that. My thrown conscience suddenly made
an argument.
“I’m not sick, and I’m busy as you can see……”
“Are you really okay? I thought you had a fever because your
ears were red.”
‘My ears are red?’
I fumbled with my ears unknowingly, then cleared my throat.
“It’s because it’s cold. The weather has suddenly become
colder these days.”
In fact, it wasn’t very cold.
“Oh, are you cold? Let’s go drink hot tea. My hands also feel
chilly, so I feel like drinking hot tea.”
He reached out his hand to me while suddenly pretending to
be pitiful, then my eyes convulsed on its own.
'Is he trying to bait me?’
“What are you cold for when you are wearing gloves?”
I spoke more bluntly.
“This is a thin cotton material, do you want to touch it……”
Gasp!
“It’s cold. Hot tea, drink, let’s go.”
I was embarrassed for a moment and cut him off quickly.
Then we walked side by side with half of my soul leaving my
body.
Isidor went out towards the main entrance of the academy
packed with people, then crossed the crowded downtown area.
'You’re not even a celebrity, yet you received a lot of
attention.’
He looked even more glamorous today.
Since he was wearing his fancy knight uniform with chains
and epaulette, the gaze towards Isidor was even more
excessive.
The problem was that people even glanced at me in shock.
“There are many people today.”
I muttered while being at a loss.
“Isn’t it enough so that it is heard well into someone’s
shameless ear?”
Isidor curled up his mouth mischievously.
'You are helping me.’
He must have heard what the Montes family did.
It hasn’t been long since the talk of marriage was brought up
again, so if rumors spread that I spent time with Isidor alone,
it would enrage Philaf who hated him.
'Serves him right.’
“By the way, where are we going now?”
“I know a good place. You will also like it.”
“It’s farther than I thought.”
“Should I piggyback you if your legs hurt?”
I shook my head at his playful question.
It will look more noticeable but there might be rumors
accusing me of treating Isidor like a slave, when threatening
him was not enough.
‘What do mean I’m threatening him when I’m the one being
swung around since I have committed a crime. It’s unfair.’
“You can’t go in there yet.”
He pulled my hand lightly. I felt his body temperature as the
gloves were thin, just like he said.
“Huh, yeah.”
I pulled my burning hand quickly and Isidor entered a
teahouse with an antique style exterior without saying
anything.
'It’s a wonderful place.’
I gazed around at the crafts displayed in the lobby of the
teahouse, then followed the man who came to serve us and
entered the tearoom.
It seemed to be operated with a membership system, and there
was no price written on the menu.
“I heard that this tea is good for your neck.”
My neck was stiffened while giving lectures at the academy
due to the Dean’s threat and he recommended a tea as he was
being considerate of my condition.
“I am fine with that.”
The tea I ordered was served in an antique porcelain cup and I
had a light tea time with him.
“How is the tea?”
“It has a good scent and tastes good.”
“It’s a relief that it suits your taste. This teahouse is the first
one to bring the tea leaves that were produced only in small
quantities from the Heint Highlands, and I will send their
specialty products to your mansion when the new products
come sooner.”
“I’m, I’m fine.”
I already received a gift from him last time.
"Hm? I’m going to send it to Sir Rosad as a congratulatory
gift for his victory.”
“…..”
"I’m joking. You are so cute that I keep, argh!”
I was pissed off for a moment then I hit the vital spot of his
leg sitting across me and he exaggerated in pain.
“It’s a mistake. Mistake.”
I spoke while opening my eyes fiercely and he laughed with
his dimples.
“If you said that it was a mistake, then it is a mistake.”
“What you said is always right.”
All of a sudden without any warning, I remembered the scene
where he was listening to my drunken gibberish and I lost
strength again.
It was certainly a peaceful tea time on the outside but I had to
feel dizzy from riding the rollercoaster ride of memories.
I finished drinking tea and came out to the lobby. Then, he
talked to the manager and gave me something.
It was a white porcelain craft in the shape of a turtle.
When I was passing by the lobby, I stared at it since it
resembled Purple a lot so he must have noticed it.
“Wait a minute.”
I called for the servant after stopping Isidor then bought a
porcelain in the shape of a cat.
“Maybe I should have bought the cat too.”
He spoke while looking like he missed something.
“It’s not mine. It’s your present.”
As I gave it to him, he looked at me with surprised and
flustered eyes.
“Cat. You said you like them.”
“You remember it? I was just jokingly saying it.”
“Well, I might remember it……”
“… Thank you.“
He hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
As I watched his quiet smile that was looking clumsy
somewhere, I was somewhat embarrassed.
'It’s just a porcelain cat.’
Am I mistaken? He looked more delighted strangely when he
laughed brightly with his dimples.
***
'She doesn’t really have to meet that Visconti guy…… I
clearly said that I would take care of it.’
Deborah intended to annoy the father and son of Montes but
somehow, Duke Seymour was also annoyed that he was
frowning.
‘He looked happy these days.’
'Why must a storm come by today?’
Seymour’s vassals and collateral lines that were gathered for
the state affairs meeting were silent as they were being tactful
of the Duke’s mood.
“Why are you guys quiet as rats? Let’s start the meeting.”
Today’s agenda was about Rosad’s victory.
Rosad, who was cheered on triumphantly by the Imperial
family and the Tower without covering anything, asked his
father a question at the end of the meeting.
"Father.”
“What?”
“I heard rumors that Deborah’s talk of marriage was brought
up again recently. If the marriage is confirmed, the patent
right of the formula would be passed onto another family. So
the countermeasure ….”
“Pft!”
Rosad narrowed his eyes as he saw Belreck suddenly laughed
at him spitefully.
'Why are you being like that?’
His question didn’t even last long. That was because Duke
Seymour fired off in just one second.
“The Montes guys are doing nonsense but you rascals are
worried about the patent rights? What kind of nasty
personality is that when you gained so much thanks to
Deborah?”
“Since Deborah likes Philaf……”
“Your sister loves magic the most!”
The annoyed Duke Seymour went out of the meeting room
with a sour look.
“I can’t believe you are trying to put together the treasure of
the family, our only sister, with the rude Philaf. What a
personality.”
Rosad force a laugh at Belreck’s teasing.
“Aren’t you the one who wanted to send Deborah far away
more than anyone else?”
“When did I? Why are you framing me?”
Belreck feigned his innocence confidently.
‘This punk would not have gained any favor like me.’
Rosad felt confused and flustered amid the changes of internal
power’s structure while leaving the room.
Just the next day in the capital of the empire, rumors began to
circulate that Deborah was not pleased with the marriage
proposal that was brought up again by the Montes family after
three years.
It wasn’t that she was not pleased with it, she despised it and
burned the letter.
The servants of Seymour went around telling a specific story
that Deborah will never marry Philaf, who’s arrogant, cocky,
ill-mannered and ignorant of magic, as if they memorized it
under the order of the Duke.
“I am confident that I am modest and charming more than
anyone else.”
When Tiery, who had heard of the rumors, made the cute
flower cub pose with both hands, the 5th Princess clicked her
tongue with contempt.
“You’re a stranger to magic, so you’re eliminated. Also, there
is no modest gambler in this world.”
“I quit everything except horse racing. Horse racing is
definitely a sport……”
“The more I look at it, I seem to meet most of the
conditions?”
The 5th princess muttered seriously.
“…..By the way, Deborah really doesn’t have any lingering
feelings for Philaf.”
Actually, they thought she might think about it a little bit.
Although she joined Epsilon, not Omicron, and partnered with
Isidor, everyone did not believe she had no lingering feelings
for Philaf.
It was to that extent as Deborah’s obsession on him was
violent.
'There were even rumors that she was harassing Mia.’
Montes must have thought of it that way but she expressed her
intention of rejecting him using rumors in the same way
Montes did.
It was not the case for Seymour, as it was no different than
hurting their feelings.
CHAPTER 109

“It can’t be.”

Philaf, with his reddish bloodshot eyes, grabbed his
subordinate’s collar.
He couldn’t believe this situation at all.
In fact, he vaguely thought that the positive news would come
back.
Even if Deborah pretended to hate him, he believed that she
would eventually accept the marriage proposal and stop
pretending.
He had all of the criterias that everyone would want in a son-
in-law. And Deborah likes luxury and glamorous things.
He had calculated that it would not be easy for her to reject
the title of the Duchess of Montes considering the background
and wealth he had.
But the situation was turned upside down astoundingly.
When Deborah and Isidor walked around the town together as
if she did not care about the marriage proposal at all, he was
being ridiculed.
An obvious rejection.
The back of his neck was tingling as if someone had hit it
hard with a blunt object.
He denied this humiliating reality while screaming out
hysterically as if he would choke his vassals right now.
“Father said not to bring up the marriage proposal again? Are
you kidding me right now?”
The vassal trembled as he saw Philaf bursted out of anger
with a face full of wrath.
“This rascal is starting again!”
When Philaf raised his fist, Duke Montes appeared with an
infuriated face.
“Fa-father.”
“Joke? Duke Seymour went around joking in private saying
that he will reply to the letter that was sent three years ago in
six years time. Seymour is the one playing the joke!”
“Duke Seymour is a man full of pride, but if you persuade
him over time…… “
“That punk is making fun of me, so why should I stand still
when the snake-like cunning old man is insulting me?”
“If we take a step back like this, it will only get worse.”
“The reason why there’s the rumours in the Seymour
household that he likes courteous man, or whatever, is
because he’s saying that he doesn’t like your violence against
women! The situation is already weird enough.”
“…..I have already gotten over Mia.”
“So what? Even though we give the excuse that we have
Seymour’s official letter on our side, your justification has
become blurry already.”
“But wasn’t it father who brought up the talk of marriage to
me first?!”
Duke Montes’ expression was crumpled.
In fact, he also did not know that the Duke Seymour would
fire back with such determination.
There are no parents that would win over their children, so he
thought Duke Seymour would lose to Deborah.
But it was returned in the same way. He was utterly
humiliated by the misjudgement.
“You punk, how dare you blame your father after screwing
up? How can you keep being more pathetic day by day! Wake
up!”
After Duke Montes got mad frantically and left, Philaf, who
was left panting alone, broke the probation order in irritation
and then went to the academy the next day.
“….Then are you saying that Philaf was dumped by Deborah
this time?”
“It seems so. Like a ball, pop-.”
“Ehem. He was pretending to be so fatal. Perhaps he was
pushed behind by Sir Isidor?”
“Instead of dumping her, he was being dumped. Maybe it was
like this… cough.”
"What is it? Gasp!”
Some executives, who were gossiping excitedly in the Frat
House while thinking that Philaf is still on probation,
suddenly shut their mouths at his sudden appearance.
“Won’t you guys shut up?! Fuck, who’s the one being pushed
away!”
When he was swearing as if they were his house’s
subordinates, the executives from the prominent families
frowned.
"Please calm down.”
“I’m sorry that we are gossiping about it, but there’s nothing
good if you are overreacting about this.”
The public opinion was turned over completely about the self-
inflicted part of the Montes family.
Now it was disclosed as if Philaf was the one hanging onto
Deborah this time.
Just like how Deborah was disclosed in the past.
“Damn it!”
Philaf, who kicked the chair hard, waited for a long time at the
place where the Seymour family’s carriage was until she
came.
“Deborah!”
Philaf hurriedly approached Deborah, who was walking
indifferently, but was blocked by her Knight Escort.
She was standing behind her knight and her eyes looked dull.
The obsessed red eyes that she had in the past were disgusting
and creepy, but those indifferent eyes drove Philaf crazy.
When the situation had become this extreme, he came to
realize it painfully.
That Deborah doesn’t like him anymore.
And Philaf became more bothered that she doesn’t like him
anymore.
He stared at Deborah with his rough reddish-brown eyes.
“Deborah, do you know what you just did?”
“?“
“You are giving up the wealth and honor that I am guaranteed
to provide you for. You will surely regret your immature
decision later. However, it is not too late to turn back now. If
you say you are sorry……”
Deborah sneered and tilted her head crookedly.
“These are all the things that I can acquire with my own
hands, so why should I spread my arms to your ugly self?”
“……”
“Do your own delusions at home.”
Deborah didn’t fight with him at all.
She spoke dryly as if seeing a petty bug before going into the
carriage.
“Fuck.”
Philaf swore while staring at the back of a carriage like
chasing his own tail.
He felt nauseous and sick.
After the carriage left, he remembered the childish imperial
proverb of regret but he denied it.
The pathetic feelings like regret didn’t suit him.
“You are the one…. that will regret it.”
However, his murmurs full of evil rustled in the air.
***
‘Philaf is the type who is obsessed with things he doesn’t
have. Just like Deborah Seymour.’
I thought Deborah in the original story and Philaf were very
similar.
The difference between both of them was that Deborah was
attracted to Philaf, who’s the same as her just like fate, while
Philaf hated the relation and was disgusted by it?
'Well, it’s not my business. For now.”
Rumors have spread wide that I hated the marriage proposal.
However, if he keeps being clingy, his reputation in the social
world will only worsen.
Deborah didn’t have a reputation to lose, but Philaf has a lot
to protect so he must be aware of the nobles.
‘By the way, when did I say that I won’t accept anyone unless
he’s a magician?’
I felt a little ambiguous while thinking that the rumors
spreading around recently has reflected a lot on father’s taste.
‘Since Isidor is a knight, he must not have the talent to use
any magic…..Eh? What did I think just now?’
I grabbed my head when I recalled the bizarre incident.
'Ack, why are you doing this!’
This is all because of Isidor’s shy smile.
‘If he smiles like that ….. with that beauty, what am I, who
likes handsome guys, supposed to do?’
As I pounded my head against the table and sniffled, I
carefully touched the white turtle-shaped porcelain on the
study table.
It was a turtle with emerald blue coloured eyes like Isidor.
My inside was turned upside down again when we parted
ways that day.
“How about drinking alcohol in front of me only now?”
“Huh? What? Why?”
“If you are curious, should I teach you?”
He stretched out his long eyes and smiled softly.
“No, no.”
“Now that I think of it, it’s not so bad that I am the only one
who knows it.”
In fact, I also knew about it.
Isidor has large, masculine and delicate hands at the same
time. He practiced the piano to death although he was bad at
playing.
"I’m going crazy.”
I covered my head and muttered.
***
Isidor constantly stared at the cat-shaped porcelain doll that
was laid on his desk.
The doll is similar to Deborah, with its sharp ruby-like red
eyes opened fiercely.
The cat doll posed like it would scratch if anyone touched it
and Isidor petted it carefully as if it might break.
His bare hands that were as white as sheets felt the slippery
and cold sensation of the pottery.
Strange enough, the sweet feelings spread as if he bit a bunch
of candy.
‘It clearly didn’t feel like this the first time.’
The time when Deborah held his hand, he felt shock as if
something was occupying his senses.
It also felt like a bomb was lit up.
He never thought that he would be able to touch someone’s
bare skin.
The urge to grasp that intense feeling and confirm it properly
had stirred him up.
‘Although I immediately ran away as if I suddenly came back
to my senses.’
He tried to touch Miguel with his bare hand the next day as he
wanted to see if his mysophobia had recovered at once
without his knowledge, but it was only a failed attempt.
He was convinced that Deborah was the only exception.
'It is severe. Really.’
The more he thought about it, the moment their hands touched
was so beautiful. So he was happy if she was at least aware of
that memory.
He was giggling while looking at the cat pottery.
When he has spare time, he would sit in front of the piano
which he cannot play well.
In addition, the fact that Deborah doesn’t care about Philaf at
all has brought slight joy for him
‘It would be nice if she was at least conscious of me.’
Even if it’s not as much as he was.
“Meow-.”
Cookie, who jumped onto the table as if to wake him up from
his thoughts, tried to steal the cat-shaped pottery.
That’s because it was the only thing that looked interesting in
the quiet and empty room with nothing at all.
“Not this.”
Isidor lightly tapped Cookie’s nose.
“Grrrr!”
Although Cookie had a temper by revealing its small and
sharp teeth, Isidor was adamant.
It was the only thing that was brought into his space.
It was precious enough.
‘I was only curious at the first place but,’
He wanted to dig around because of curiosity and
stubbornness but rather, she stepped into his boundary without
hesitation.
He didn’t know why.
The unfamiliar but sweet feelings passed by like smoke.
On the other hand, the identity of these extreme feelings, as if
falling into a pit despite the talk of marriage, was taken
lightly.
CHAPTER 110

“Who the hell pushed me?”

Philaf mumbled constantly in a drunken state, then grinded his
teeth with a distorted face.
He couldn’t escape from the miserable feelings, as if he’s
falling into a ditch, even after drinking.
Rather, the more he got drunk, the stronger the dirty feelings
felt.
Those insignificant guys kept on gossiping and ridiculed
Philaf behind his back and while the rumours about him
dumping her and then being dumped spread around everyday,
his father treated him as a trivial idiot……
What angered him the most was that Deborah, who made him
look so ugly and ridiculous, got along well with Isidor.
“Ha! Isidor?”
After abandoning him, the guy that Deborah chose was just
that guy?
When he imagined both of them getting along happily, it
made his nerves get on the edge sharply.
If the families of Seymour and Visconti decided to be in
union, he knew that it would be a big wave that could turn
over the social world, so he became even more distorted.
‘You pretended not to be interested in women, but you do
have real intentions eventually. Hypocrite jerk.’
Just like Deborah, everyone was deceived by Isidor’s
plausible appearance and fake attitude.
‘That jerk always looked down on me.’
Philaf didn’t like Isidor since his childhood.
He instinctively knew that Isidor looked down and despised
him.
Philaf was always hot-tempered and couldn’t control his surge
of anger when the situation was not on his side.
Isidor doesn’t show his emotions well and cleverly shifts the
situation as he intended.
Isidor and Philaf were opposites like fire and ice.
‘The damn sly man is like a snake.’
The shrunken inferiority complex hidden deep in the dark was
stirred up.
When Isidor appeared, Philaf’s presence faded in an instant.
No matter how violent the flames burned, it was nothing
compared to the scorching sun.
People always searched for Isidor, who does not appear in
public often, and when he did show up while pretending to be
expensive, he naturally hogged the spotlight and dominated
the leading crowd.
In addition, Isidor was the one who took over the position of
Epsilon’s Leader by the Crown Prince’s choice.
‘I wanted to have Epsilon.’
Unlike Omicron.
Philaf threw the empty bottle at the glass, and then it broke
into pieces.
Crash-!
The sound of the bottle shattering into pieces was heard and
his heart suddenly pounded as if it would burst
All of a sudden, his anger soared up over the fact that the only
successor of Montes was chewing over this sense of
inferiority.
‘I am a genius talent chosen by the great Spirit.’
He was basically different from Visconti, who had an
uncertain and ambiguous amount of gold.
“Gold?! Who among the Duke family in the Empire has the
most gold mines?!”
That guy should know his place as someone with a poor
bloodline.
Suddenly, he grinded his teeth enough for his molars to
shatter and he smirked while rubbing his bloodshot eyes.
‘Right. I’m more outstanding.’
There’s no doubt that Deborah made such a foolish decision
because she doesn’t know how great of a person he is.
‘I definitely said that you will regret it right?’
It’s a misjudgment if she simply thought that he was going to
step back just because she rejected the marriage proposal.
’….You will be enraged right away.’
Still, Deborah will surely be grateful to him in the future.
***
Since the response of the one-time math lecture was not bad,
Marquis Bert arranged a large-scale lecture so that even the
students from other faculties could participate.
'Damn it.’
If the class was not dropped, I would have choked my uncle
or whatever first.
I stepped out of the lecture room after subtly threatening to
sign up for the newly released formula service.
As I was walking down the hall, I suddenly heard my name
and stopped walking.
‘Philaf went off grid out of embarrassment because of
Deborah…..’
‘Deborah said that she will make him impotent if he is not
courteous.’
'Hmm.’
Bloody rumors seemed to be spread out, but I felt much better
as the atmosphere of the relationship between Philaf and me
disappeared.
‘Such a hot-tempered macho guy is really not my type.’
The misunderstanding was finally resolved after a long time.
I walked lightly toward the carriage.
I was very excited about going home and lazing around.
“……..!”
Until I saw the Knight Escort of Seymour and the coachman
scattered like corpses in front of the carriage.
I underestimate Philaf Montes’s madness as one of the fishes
in the disastrous novel.
‘Crazy jerk. How the hell should I handle it in the future?’
I thought he wouldn’t act recklessly since he had so much to
lose if he clashed with me.
“Deborah.”
The hot heat in front of my eyes made my skin prickled.
The firebird-shaped Spirit, Selena, that I wasn’t able to see
properly last time since I hid behind Isidor’s back, was flaring
up in deep red enough to hurt my eyes.
Purple that was in my arms vibrated but I squeezed my arms
and sent a signal for it not to appear.
'If Purple fights with a high-level Spiritualist, it will disappear
in less than 10 seconds.’
I cannot lose my precious child.
‘I have to solve it by conversing as much as possible.’
My hands sweat buckets.
I tried to speak calmly while hiding my inner tremble.
“Philaf. If you use your power recklessly on a student at the
academy, you will be disciplined. This is a challenge against
the imperial family.”
“I have no intention of using force against you. I just realized
now that I like you but how can you do that to me?”
“You like me? It must be an obsession.”
He didn’t even pretend to hear and he spoke calmly.
“Ah, for your information, the place where the carriages are
parked is not part of the academy area. Those lowly things
dare to touch my body so I only made them pass out for a
while.”
“Crazy jerk.”
“We’re even. Deborah, you also did a lot of crazy things in
the past because you like me.”
“If you’re too obsessed about the past, it’s unattractive.”
'A little bit more……’
I slowly tear apart the scroll that had transportation magic in
my back while pretending to have a talk.
At that time, the object I had in my hand vanished completely.
Philaf burned down all my belongings as if ridiculing me.
“Did you think I have faced the magicians once or twice?”
'He has gotten crazy.’
When the corner of faith disappeared, my heart was pounding.
“What is your purpose for doing this?”
“I came to convince you, Deborah. Because you can’t seem to
make reasonable judgement.”
'I think that he missed the point.’
The white of Philaf’s eyes were bloodshot red and his eyes
were glittering with persistence and madness.
“Are you trying to persuade me using this threatening way?”
“It’s regrettable that you felt it threatening. Deborah, you used
to like seeing me dealing with the spirit by saying it’s
mysterious. I’m just kindly showing you things that you like.”
'Sigh, I’m going crazy.’
“I enjoy the spirit and you are strong. Awesome.”
“If you sneer at it like that, I can’t help but get mad. But I’ll
be patient. When you see the true strength of the Montes
bloodline, you will also change your mind soon.”
He suddenly took out a hexagonal object from his arm.
“I’ll persuade you kindly, so you just need to be persuaded.
It’s simple.”
“That, what is it?”
“It’s a dreamy place.”
He bit his thumb with his canine tooth, then dropped his blood
into the suspicious object and infused his mana into it.
A form of pattern, similar to the one I saw on the sword when
I won the bid last time, began to engrave on top of the strange
hexagonal object with different colors on each side.
'No way, is it an ancient artifact?’
Suddenly, the surrounding scenery began to distort strangely.
It was then.
Clash!
Dozens of golden swords flew in front of him and the artifact
in Philaf’s hand bounced upward then rolled to the ground.
“Damn, golden swords? Where the hell did that come from?
There was no hint of intrusion at the water barrier!”
I saw Philaf’s terrified face.
“This, crazy bastard!”
“Teleportation magic…… Isidor, you were a Magic
Swordsman?!”
Isidor, who suddenly appeared in front of my eyes as if using
teleportation space magic, embraced me quickly while
swearing harshly.
“Stop it right now!”
“Damn!”
The feeling of relief just now was for a while, the artifact
dropped on the ground shook as if it would explode right
away and the surrounding space was distorted like marbling.
Soon there was a feeling of being sucked into something like
a black hole.
“Ugh!”
A terrible dizziness rushed, enough to feel like vomiting.
I struggled in the arms of Isidor with the scorching heat, then
passed out.
***
‘She fainted for a while due to the strong mana wave.’
Deborah’s body could not receive mana well. So when the
ancient artifact rushed in, she must have been in shock.
'But she wasn’t hurt at least.’
Isidor looked closely at the unconscious Deborah, then stood
up and looked around closely.
A foreign space as if someone made it artificially.
All sides are entirely wavered in deep blue except for the blue
slab stones which Isidor and Deborah sat on.
Seeing how the surroundings were full of mana and the power
of nature, it seemed to be an embodiment of the spirit world.
'The hexagonal artifact must have a door connected to this
space.’
He heard that the Montes family had a unique closed training
but he never thought that Philaf would use that artifact to
kidnap Deborah.
The artifact brought by the impatient Philaf was broken down
by the swords.
Thanks to that, Deborah and Isidor were pushed into this
subspace alone.
CHAPTER 111

The rough bare feet sinked under the white sand scorched by
the sun.

I intuitively knew that this was a silly dream.

My body was moving regardless of my will.

“You have to fix your hot-temper first!”

Although I am running out of breath, my mouth moved on its

own when I saw the red-haired man flop down on the desolate
desert.

The man suddenly stood up and got angry with an excited

face. However, I couldn’t hear exactly what he was saying as
the surroundings were buzzing.

‘What is he saying?’

“….Why?! ……know!”
The moment I barely picked up a word, everything became
blurry while a strong sandstorm struck and I was quickly
eaten away in the searing heat.

'It’s tormenting .’

Even though it’s a dream, someone seems to be holding his

breath.

It’s a dream but someone seems to be suffocated.

A cooling sensation slowly covered my forehead when the

fear surged as if I was suffocating from the fine sand
penetrating my mouth.

As the tender hand touched, my heart, which was beating

wildly as if it would burst by the nightmare, gradually calmed
down.

‘I feel good.’

Someone caresses and lightly rubs my forehead as if reading

my mind.

As I quickly regained my stability, I slipped back into the

deep and dark unconsciousness again.

“!”
How long has it been? I felt the sensation of my body rising
above the water and I opened my eyes.

"Are you okay?”

The familiar deep voice.

As I blinked in a dumbfounded mood, Isidor, who was

looking down at me, directly met my eyes.

“What, what’s wrong?!”

My gaze complained of a greater shock rather than facing the

camera flash directly.

“… Is it supposed to be that surprising?”

Isidor muttered with a confused face.

‘But what’s with this position?’

When I guessed from my angle of view, I realized in an

instant that the object I was laying on was Isidor’s thigh and I
suddenly stood up.

“If you stand up suddenly like that, you would be dizzy.”

Isidor said worriedly.

“… Ugh”
My head was spinning just like he said as if it was merciless
throughout these three days.

As soon as the blue water flooded my eyes at the same time, I

felt a distant fear and a throbbing headache.

'What. Am I still dreaming?’

I pulled my wavering self carefully.

“Lie down first. But there’s nothing suitable here to lay your
head on, so…..”

He hesitated a little and tapped his thigh.

Isidor’s long coat was already used as my blanket.

Eventually, I used his thighs again like a pillow.

When I was closing my eyes tightly because I was

embarrassed somehow, apart from the fear of this situation, he
put a wet handkerchief on my forehead.

“Wake up when you are feeling a little bit stable. You are still
in pain as you are swept away by the mana wave.”

“… Mana wave?”

“My guess is that the Montes family’s heirloom was broken

and overflowed, and I think we were sucked into the subspace
connected to the heirloom.”
Philaf, that son of a b*tch!

He said that he will show the true strength of Montes, but it

seemed that he planned to drag me into this kind of strange
space.

“Philaf, you trash……”

Even though I don’t have any energy, I surged with anger.

“I won’t let this matter slide away no matter how he is the

successor of Montes.”

Isidor said in a sharp voice.

“I just won’t let it slip away.”

He has too many charges for attacking my Knight Escort and

being involved with the direct line of Seymour and Visconti.

The problem was how to get out of this weird space that is
surrounded by water everywhere.

“….Is there a way to get out?”

“Even if there’s none, I will make it..”

“……”

“Don’t worry and make sure you get well first.”

It was a voice as sweet as honey.

He was sticking his nose into my business again this time. On

top of that, his nosiness always matched the timing perfectly.

“I owe you again… Thank you"

“….I’m not sure. If I had come earlier, there would be no

reason to be trapped in this nauseating space. I never thought
that Philaf would even resort to this…….”

I opened my eyes unknowingly at the voice that seemed to be

suppressing something.

Isidor, who had a cold expression as if the person seeing it

would freeze, covered my eyes when our eyes met.

“I told you to rest.”

I felt queasy when I peek into his clear feeling as if he was

caught. When I saw him sympathizing with me, the hand
covering my eyes was hot.

“… Don’t be angry. The nosiness might tear apart.”

I unknowingly made a wordplay because it was awkward and

the atmosphere kept getting heavy. So, I made a joke because
nosy actually referred to the jacket but it really soured the
mood even more.
'I shouldn’t have done it.’

“I’m not being nosy. If it was just for that reason, I wouldn’t
have felt this way.”

I felt even weirder because he didn’t return it as a joke.

‘I thought he would play along since his nosiness is as tough

as the oak leather.’

“I am not being nosy.”

He lifted his hand and turned over the wet handkerchief as he

talked again. Then, he caressed my forehead slowly.

'Then what?’

My question rose up to the end of my neck but a doubt came

up at the same time. So I bit my lips.

'What answer do I want to hear from Isidor?’

Time passed in a confusing state.

“How are you feeling?”

Isidor’s thigh must have hurt due to the weight of my head but
he asked tenderly without any hint of pain.

“I think my headache got a little better.”

“Stand up slowly.”

I slowly raised my upper body while receiving his help.

As the nausea and my body got well, I looked around.

'It’s a really simple space.’

Water and the stone slates, which Isidor and I are sitting on. It
only consists of two things.

I tilted my head as I looked at the blue stone slab floating like

an island in the middle of the vast sea.

The shape happened to be square.

“The cube that Philaf was holding, at first glance, the colors
of each side looked different.”

Isidor listened attentively to me.

“I had a thought that this stone slab could be connected to the

blue section of the cube.”

I said while looking at the smooth stone slab.

“Also, if my assumptions were correct, wouldn’t there be

something unusual at the slab where it was ruined by your
sword?”
“That ancient artifact is not a gate, but it could be a subspace
to put the downsized objects.”

"Yep. If it’s simply a gate, there’s no reason for the slab to be

in this shape.”

He nodded his head.

“Also, we were the only one that was sucked into this strange
space and Philaf who was standing across us, is not here.”

I added more quickly.

“If each side plays an important role like a dice, there might
be a problem in the cross section of the direction we were
standing at.”

“That’s a great hypothesis. I simply thought it was a gate

error, but your deduction is much more convincing.”

“Since it’s a cube, there’s a high possibility that the spaces are
connected to each other like an unfolded figure.”

I sighed as I looked at the vast sea.

“But, we can’t move to another place by swimming here……”

“I can cast a flying magic.”

“Are you really….. a Magic Swordsman?”

At first glance it seemed like he used teleportation magic, but
I can’t believe it at all.

Magic Swordsman is a rare existence that would appear once

in hundred years

Aura and Mana Circle. It was because it was almost

impossible to deal with both at the same time.

“Why are you hiding something that great?”

“Because it’s bothersome.”

Hm. He’s annoying.

'What the hell is the reason that this fraudulent munchkin

doesn’t appear in the novel at all?’

Master also didn’t know that he was a Magic Swordsman.

'He’s a very mysterious being.’

Isidor smirked as I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Look. How bothersome would it be if everyone thought of

me as arrogant.”

“Somehow, I think that personality is more of a problem.”

“I am being kind to you. Now, get on my back.”

With a laugh, he kneels down and sticks out his back.

He kneeled down and showed his back while laughing softly.

As I looked at his round and pretty head, I wiggled my hands

while looking down at his wide back.

Now that he told me to get on his back, I’m at a loss.

Throughout my entire life, I have never gotten on anyone’s

back except when I was very young.

It’s hard to believe that a bastard like Kim Han Jun would
piggyback me. If that jerk gets drunk, he would grumble and
ask me for a piggyback…. {Kim Han Jun is her crush/ex in
her past life.}

Sigh, let’s just stop thinking. Because it made me mad in a

different way than Philaf.

“Perhaps, is there something wrong with my back?”

“I have never experienced a piggyback…..”

I muttered awkwardly and he curled his eyes.

“I also never piggyback anyone. Since it’s the first time for
both of us, no one would know even if we go around in a
strange posture.”

“Okay. Then…”
I hugged his neck clumsily and Isidor paused.

“Am I heavy?”

“Oh, no.”

“How about using the lightweight magic?”

I made a strange suggestion since it pricked my conscience

and Isidor’s arm floundered for a while before raising my
body.

I loosened up a bit as his movements were also awkward.

Then, Isidor slowly floated into the air.

Our bodies were so close that his golden hair fluttered as if

touching my cheeks.

'Gasp.’

Shortly after, the stuffy blue wave unfolded in my sights.

I was suddenly afraid so I hugged his neck tighter

unintentionally. Then, Isidor’s body trembled lightly for a
moment.

“Is there something wrong?”

Actually, I suddenly froze but his voice was cold enough.

“… I’m fine.”

His voice was much deeper than usual.

I discovered a bit later that Isidor’s neck was very red.

His neck was as red as tomato as if it would burst right away

and I quickly threw my gaze upwards unknowingly.

It was because I had a strange feeling that I witnessed

something I shouldn’t see.
CHAPTER 112

“…..Throat, I’m a bit thirsty.”

She frowned slightly as if she became very thirsty.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“……Because I think I can endure it. They are still looking

for us outside. I’m still fine.”

“How do you endure your thirst? Do you know how painful it

is?”

Deborah had a lecture right before coming here and after

fainting from the mana wave, she even had a nightmare while
sweating a bucket.

Unlike Isidor who maintains his condition through mana, it

was inevitable for her to be thirsty enough for her throat to be
sore.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t pay attention to it.”

Isidor took off his gloves quickly and rolled up his shirt
sleeves.

“It might be dangerous water. Stop it.“

She turned pale with surprise.

“My guess is that it’s fine since this place is the embodiment
of the spirit world. Spirits don’t live in polluted
environments .”

"But… wait!”

Before she was able to stop him, he bent his waist and reached
out his hand. Then he took a sip of water as if testing it.

“…..There’s no problem.”

He stretched out his long arms again, then he pushed both of

his hands full of water neatly near her mouth.

“Drink it.”

“……You don’t need to do it to this extent. I know that you

have good manners, but……”

“You don’t even have to wet your hands with water.”

He didn’t want her to lean forward and drink water in a hard

way with the risk of falling down the slab.

He was upset enough that he couldn’t come faster enough for

her to avoid falling into such a terrible situation and struggled.

When he thought of Philaf, his murderous intention soared.

“Huh? You said you are thirsty.”

He comforted her gently and slowly brought his pale hands,
that were full of water, closer.

Deborah, who somehow looked nervous as if looking at a

poisoned apple, lowered her head slowly.

Then, Deborah’s long purple hair flowed down softly like a

curtain and tickled his white hands slightly.

“……”

There was a sound of her gulping down the water.

The moment he thought that she looked cute drinking water to

her content like a bird, she gradually lowered her head deeper.

As soon as the water disappeared, a soft touch lightly rubbed

his palm.

It didn’t take long for him to realize that her lips had touched
his hand.

Deborah’s eyes that were gazing down with long purple

eyelashes, suddenly raised her head in surprise.

When he stared at her bright red eyes full of embarrassment,

her wet lips moved slightly.

“Isidor?”
The water droplets on the corner of her mouth flowed down
her slender chin and Isidor was strongly distracted by that.

Even though he could endure without drinking water for about

three days, an unbearable intense thirst arose at that moment.

“Deborah.”

At one point, Isidor took a step closer and called her name
while looking at her red ears.

He always kept the distance of a wooden desk between them

all this time, but he couldn’t show his proud patience anymore
and narrowed the distance as much as his greed.

Then, her slender eyes opened wide.

He was deluded for a moment as if his blatant possessiveness

was totally reflected in her red eyes.

He slowly held his hot breath at the distance of almost

touching the lips, then he licked her lips as if brushing off the
water droplets on her corner of the lips.

“……”

The sweet taste permeated between the teeth as if chewing

candy.

“What do you think about it?”

Isidor’s attractive lips touched her round ears.

“………?”

"Having an official relationship with me.”

***

…… Official relationship?

Did he mean for us to start dating?

He came close with a seductive face and he brushed the

corner of my mouth with his smooth lips. Then he whispered
as if telling a secret.

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a kiss nor did our lips touch but
because of his low-pitched sultry voice, it felt like an intense
skinship.

But, we are dating right away like this?!

I was dazed as my soul had left my body, then I touched my

lips a bit late.

“That, I think it’s still too early to date.”

When our face bumped in a way I couldn’t imagine, I had no

choice but to show it with my real thoughts.
It would be a lie if I said that I’m not attracted to Isidor who’s
sweet, gentle and even handsome.

However, I am still not sure if I would like to have a sincere

relationship with him or more than that.

“……It’s not that you don’t want it but it’s still early?”

I nodded.

“You are about to have a debutante soon and I’m an adult

already….. Aren’t we both old enough?”

“I mean that we haven’t fully known each other yet in order to

be in a formal relationship.”

In my previous life, I had a disease of being scared to be

hated. So, I had a passive and pathetic relationship because I
felt pressure that I needed to return back if someone confessed
first.

Under the good pretense of dating only on the outside, how

many times was I hurt by the exploitation of emotions and
obsession.

“I’m honestly interested in you. That’s why I want to know

what kind of person you are and if you are someone I could be
with all my heart.”
“You need time to know about me but I didn’t take it into
consideration because I was impatient.”

I tilted my head as he gave a nuance that he seemed to know

me well.

'What is it? Maybe I’m mistaken.’

I had a feeling that he was still hiding something from me,

like Master.

“I want to have the process of getting to know each other by

communicating and having a meal together sometimes…..”

I tried to talk as carefully as possible because he talked

honestly first.

“In fact, I never had a thought of wanting to be in a

relationship so if Sir Isidor doesn’t like this kind of slow
relationship…..”

In this world where forced marriage happens that benefits the

family, there’s no such thing as a trying out time between
friends and lovers.

I had a thought that Isidor might hate such an ambiguous

relationship going on and I didn’t want to force him.

“I like it. There’s no way I would hate it.”

However, he cut off my thoughts right away.

“……”

“Your thoughts and opinions are much more important to

me.”

My thumping heart calmed down at his words.

“Let’s do it. Getting to know each other.”

He curled up his attractive lips slightly.

CHAPTER 113

Deborah’s sudden disappearance literally turned Seymour

upside down in turmoil.

As soon as the news of her disappearance and the details of

the incident came, Duke Seymour was shocked enough to
stagger, then ordered all the knights in the house to gather.

“Find Deborah right now. Regardless of the means and

methods, by tomorrow morning, before the sun rises,
unconditionally.”

“I can never turn a blind eye to Montes who harms the direct
line of Seymour.”

Rosad stepped forward while bracing up for the battle. This

issue had justification and is also a matter of Seymour’s pride.

“Father. Since this incident was caused by the ancient artifact,

I will start investigating myself.”

“I will lend all the manpower that you want.”

Belreck formed an investigation team and visited the site

again.

His expression stiffened coldly.

Even though they weren’t in a good sibling relationship, he

felt offended when someone else touched his sister.
Family love has disappeared for a long time after learning that
he and his brother had to trample on each other before their
childhood was even over, so it was a strange feeling.

‘Because Deborah is an outstanding artifact designer……..

And I like a competent person.’

“Sir Belreck. I see traces of space distortion.”

He felt a subtle feeling before coming back to his senses and

examined the surroundings closely.

‘I think the artifact connected to the subspace was

overflowing.’

The more he investigated the scene of the incident, the more

he realized that it was an even more serious situation.

This is because the distortion field was already closed over

time, and the artifact, which was only key to the subspace,
could not even be spotted in sight.

'How long can Deborah last? There’s a high possibility that

Montes’ heirloom is connected to the spirit world.’

Fortunately, Isidor was also caught up in the circumstances.

‘She must have threatened Isidor well in order for him to help
her escape the crisis.’
In the midst of Belreck worrying in mixed feelings, which
was unlike him, Enrique also realized the atmosphere in the
house was unusual.

“Sister, where are you?”

Enrique bit his lips enough to get wrinkles on his chin and
held his tears desperately.

“Young master, calm down. The Duke will surely solve the
situation……”

“Say it!”

Enrique, who found out the situation by inquisitively asking

the servants, was anxious while searching through the library.

Seymour fully mobilized his abilities to find Deborah while

pressuring the Montes family.

“Drag Philaf out of Montes right now. When my daughter

returns, I will make him kneel first.”

Duke Seymours was determined to grab Philaf by any means.

It was revealed right away that Philaf was the culprit of this
disappearance, thanks to the unique waves from the broken
ancient artifact and various testimonies.

Currently, Philaf was detained in a dungeon within the

family’s house.
Philaf was first discovered by the Montes’ men after he
secretly stole the heirloom, and took him by a close call
before the Seymours.

“Philaf. Do you know what you just did?”

As soon as Duke Montes appeared with a haggard face, the

restrained Philaf suddenly stood up.

He was shocked by the fact that Isidor was a Magic

Swordsman and was completely unaware of how serious the
situation that was happening outside.

"Father! Please listen to me first.”

“What did you do so well to raise your head so brazenly? I

can’t tolerate your stupid face anymore.”

Seymour threatened that there would be a war if he didn’t find

a way for them to get out of the subspace before the sun rises.

Visconti, who’s always quiet, was also unusual for not

making any move.

“I was just trying to have a talk with Deborah. Strictly

speaking, it was Isidor’s fault for ruining the artifact.”

“Stop talking nonsense! Who the hell would take the heirloom
to have a talk?”
Duke Montes allowed Philaf to approach the heirloom so that
Philaf would train harder during probation, but he never
thought Philaf would use it for the strange purpose.

“I wanted to show the strength of Montes to Deborah who

rejected the marriage proposal…..”

“Philaf. You made the two families of the founding empire

into our enemy and lost the tie between those families. The
biggest enemy is inside….”

“….”

“That ancient artifact is worth more than your life. Do you

know that?!”

“I am the only successor, how can you say that!”

Duke Montes grinded his teeth.

That artifact was the only thing that could increase the power
of the spirit.

Since the birth of spirits, a lower, middle and upper class was
determined and the time they could be in the human world
was limited.

Because of that, it was impossible to extend the contracted

spirit.
However, when the Montes bloodline used the heirloom,
which is the embodiment of the spirit world, it could even
make the same class spirit superior to the spirit of other
spiritualists.

That was the real reason why they were called the Montes of
Spirit.

‘Out of all things, that thing!’

The long-standing family was shaken from the roots because

of the only son who was raised like a kid.

***

“Let’s try it. Getting to know each other.”

”…Yeah.“

Isidor smiled gently and muttered slightly while looking at me

with his deep jade eyes.

“It’s so like you for some reason.”

’'Huh?”

“I think that side of yours is more attractive.”

“Why, why do you suddenly say that?”

“… You said that you want to know more.”

Suddenly, I had a thought that this might somehow turn into a

dangerous situation.

“Hmm.”

“You are also cute when you are shy sometimes. I thought
that you were angry at first.”

“Stop, stop it!”

“Alright.”

He beamed softly and I thought that he was as sly as a fox.

“First, firstly we have to get out of here. It’s not the time to be
doing this right now. My father will be worried.”

I quickly threw my gaze somewhere else as my face kept

burning.

Although there’s only water all over the place when I turned
around.

“… Didn’t you say it before? That it’s fine to drink that water
because this place is the embodiment of the spirit world.”
“Yes. In the past, I heard that the Montes family only had a
closed training practice and I am convinced that this is the
training center.”

“Hm.”

'Since the holy spirit is also half a spirit, wouldn’t there be

some reaction in space if Purple comes out?’

I brought out Purple which was in the form of tattoo on my

arms at the sudden thought.

Purple, who was hiding in the shell, slowly raised his head
and gazed up at me with moist eyes.

‘Why are you looking at me so passionately as if you are

seeing a magic stone?’

It also seemed to look moved?

'Aha. I get it.’

I think it was because I protected Purple from Philaf’s high-

ranking spirit.

“You are also popular with the holy spirit…. I have to be on

my guard when we get out of here. Because there are not only
one or two annoying things.”

Isidor muttered something weird and I spoke after

contemplating.
“Purple, try to attack that water.”

Purple, who nodded with a determined expression, exuded a

white energy, and suddenly the blue slate under the floor
shone, and water columns began to rise from all sides.

"Damn.”

As expected, this space responds to the power of the spirits.

However, I was amazed while feeling dark because my

reckless spirit of experimentation seemed to have aggravated
the situation.

This was because Isidor suddenly embraced me tightly.

I almost closed my eyes unintentionally as I could feel his hot

breath and body warmth behind my back.

‘I’m going crazy.’

Isidor happened to recite the magic casting with a low voice

in my ears and the water column, that was flooding violently,
bounced outside by the shield magic created by Isidor.

“As expected, this slab played a core part of this space.

Thanks to you, I am more convinced.”

He grinned as he tapped the shining blue slab with his feet.

“Deborah, do you like to watch a play?”

In the midst of whirlpools in all directions, he asked a

question out of the blue.

“…..Why?”

Suddenly, rough waves approached us as if it would swallow

us. I bite my lips tightly and he hugged me tightly in his arms
as if to comfort me, who was scared.

“I’ll keep it in mind to choose our next date spot.”

“Isidor. This isn’t our first date spot, and I should think first
about whether it’s a play or the opera after we can get out of
here.”

“Play, opera… It would be nice to watch both.”

“..Does that mean we can get out of here soon?”

“Yes. I am confident.”

Isidor spoke in a peculiar relaxed voice.

“That child also just completed the defense wall.”

Isidor pointed to Purple.

Like a turtle with a shell that protects the body, Purple had the
ability to hit the shield.
The hexagonal defense wall resembling a lamp-shaped pattern
was wrapped around the slab.

'It’s my holy spirit, but I didn’t know it is so capable.’’

Isidor spoke while I was in admiration.

“Maybe, that child. Might have become stronger while being

in this space. This is a unique place filled with the power of
nature.”

The defensive wall made by Purple was blocking the attack of

water pouring from all directions quite well.

Isidor, who confirmed that it was safe, slowly released me out

of his arms and took out his sword.

Clang! Clang!

Then he began to stab the slab with his sword relentlessly.

”……..“

“Hm. I have to stab harder.”

As soon as he summoned his aura, golden energy shot up

from the long sword that was bright enough to hurt the eyes.

His golden-like hair fluttered around.

As soon as the aura released by Isidor gradually increased, I
felt like a small sun was in front of me.

Like the sun, I felt a sense of distant energy that could not
predict the end, so even the sensation of awe was stiff.

'The Visconti of Gold….”

Suddenly, I had a feeling that the word ‘gold’ does not simply
symbolize a gold mine or a lot of money.

The Sereig family alone had quite a lot of money and this
world nobles don’t value cowards that much.

'Then, what does the gold symbolize?’

When I was in suspicion, the slab that was stabbed by the

sword began to crack and the space also began to split apart
like a broken mirror.

A huge mana storm occurred just like the first time we came
here,

'I feel dizzy.’

“Please be patient for a while.”

I shut my eyes tightly in Isidor’s hot and big embrace.

Hoping that I will see a familiar view when I open my eyes

again.
CHAPTER 114

‘I’m not doing this because I’m worried about Deborah. This
body has a strong investigative intelligence.’

Belreck persistently searched the area around the academy

with the investigation team until dawn.

Duke Seymour, who was worried sick day and night,

appeared and asked about the process of the investigation.

The time that the Duke could be patient was until this
morning, before the daybreak.

This was because he knows that Deborah, who has no magic

power affinity, will find it difficult to endure in the subspace.

“Belreck. Tell me objectively without walking on eggshells

with me.”

“Currently, the fastest and practical way is for the people

inside the subspace to destroy the inner core.”

Belreck said awkwardly as he knew that it was not the answer

that his father wanted.

“How about the way to enter from outside?”

“Currently, only the traces of the space distortion field

remained and I tried searching for subspace coordinates based
on this evidence. However, the error range is too wide……”
In the midst of Belreck slowly delivering that it was
dangerous to enter from the outside, Belreck felt a weird
sensation.

Duke Seymour’s eyes looked away.

“… It’s an ancient mana wave.”

The father and son of Seymour, who has good mana

sensitivity, could notice the change of the flow of mana even
the slightest.

“It looks like Isidor succeeded in destroying the core aura.”

“The knight who only has muscle in his brain could be useful
sometimes.”

“Ancient mana core has high density, but Lord Isidor must be
at least in the high-class among Sword Experts.”

“After all, he’s just the prosecutor crap.”

“But still, the prosecutor has a better personality than a

magician in general.”

Honestly, Belreck was not fond of a magician as his brother-

in-law.

“Those sensitive and fastidious magicians would fail as a

husband.”
“When the hell did you become this quick-witted!”

In the middle of their conversation, the space distortion field

that only had traces left behind, began to increase its volume
while getting in shape again.

Then, a beautiful man with an unrealistic appearance slowly

came out of the darkness like an abyss.

‘What’s with the same timing as daybreak?’

The golden hair that flowed in the sunrise and the profile of
the fine man gave an illusion as if looking at a masterpiece.

To the point the remaining investigation members were

enchanted by that sight.

“Isidor… Huh?“

Belreck, who was about to say it was quite a fuss for a mere
young man, stopped with a subtle face.

“Drag him out right now.”

Duke Seymour ordered with eyes full of wrath.

This was because Isidor was hugging Deborah tightly who

was sleeping exhaustedly as if carrying a princess.

“………..”
“………..”

“Hmm.”

Just at that time, Deborah frowned and went further into

Isidor’s arms.

The three pairs of eyes were intertwined intensely in the air.

As soon as Isidor met the threatening and prying eyes of Duke

Seymour, Isidor’s throat suddenly burned and shook his neck.

'I didn’t know we would suddenly meet like this.’

Anyway, father-in-law… no, Isidor wanted to look good in

the eyes of the Duke.

“I greet the great Head of Seymour full of wisdom and glory.”

Isidor greeted politely while showing the smile that was

highly praised by social world ladies as attractive.

“How about putting down my sister first and then give the
greetings?”

Belreck said with a trembling face.

Duke Seymour was unable to talk properly due to the rise in

his blood pressure.
“This jerk, how dare you, with my daughter…why, with such
shameful posture…! Men and women are different!”

Isidor, who became a shameless fellow in an instant, bit his

dry lips.

Although Isidor hugged Deborah several times, he swore he

did not have any bad intentions.

Shield magic could prevent physical attacks, but it could not

block mana waves caused by space distortion.

The only way to lessen the impact on Deborah’s body was to

wrap around her as much as possible with his body emitting
aura.

“I want to protect Deborah from the waves……”

No one was willing to listen to Isidor’s excuses, so he looked

lamer the more he talked.

“Have you finished talking?!”

In the end, Isidor apologized by putting down Deborah

carefully from his embrace at the threatening energy of Duke
Seymour.

"I apologize. I didn’t think it through.”

“If you know you are sorry, you shouldn’t have done it!”
“I’ll keep it in mind.”

"Right. You, keep in mind not to disturb and linger in front of

my daughter, who is diligently studying after so much trouble.
Do you understand?!”

Duke Seymour scolded angrily.

It was an obvious situation that Isidor rescued Deorah from

the subspace but Duke Seymour was determined.

Seymours will not pay back the grace well, even though it was
returned by three or four times, since the old times.

“I will never disturb Deborah again. I will do my best to help

you in any situation. Duke.”

Duke Seymour’s sharp eyes twitched at Isidor’s bold reply.

Even though that guy was delivering reasonable lines, he

avoided the reply saying he would not linger around Deborah
and even mentioned gently that he would offer a hand
regarding this matter.

'A fox-like guy.’

Duke Seymour didn’t like Isidor for a lot of reasons.

“Sir Isidor.”

“Yes, Duke.”
“I must say you did contribute a lot to help in this incident. I
acknowledge that part. You did well.”

"Thank……”

"However! I don’t think you will be that much of help in my

daughter’s research as a stranger of magic. “

“… I am.”

Duke Seymour quickly cut Isidor off as if he was about to say

something.

“Still, I believe that you understood my words as you look

like a knight with a smart brain. I will go first for my
daughter’s rest. You also worked hard so go home and rest.”

Duke Seymour gave a congratulatory message to Isidor, then

glanced at Deborah who was sleeping without knowing the
world.

“Please take a good rest. I will send a good tea in hope of

recovery.”

The Duke wriggled his eyebrows.

It was hard to keep a straight face when Isidor said he would

give tea as a parting goodbye to the nobles.
If no one was here, Isidor would have been cursed to death by
Duke Seymour.

Behavior, tone, appearance, posture, and even facial

expressions. The Duke thought while looking at Isidor with no
fault at all.

‘How come this guy doesn’t even seem like a human.’

The Duke clicked his tongue and turned around while looking
at Isidor politely seeing him off.

The Seymours disappeared in an instant by using the

teleportation scroll and Isidor remained alone at the scene of
the incident while in concern.

‘I… feel like I was hated for some reason.’

***

Upon Deborah’s return, Duke Seymour and Duke Montes

met.

In fact, it was to discuss compensation for damage.

“What do you want?”

“It’s not a matter of letting it pass easily so write it well. Do

you get it?”
Duke Seymour intimidated the clerk.

In addition to compensation for the real damage, Seymour

demanded more mental compensation.

Currently, Montes was trapped between Seymour and

Visconti like a sandwich and he had no choice but to
extinguish the fire by going along with both opponents rather
than being in a war with both families.

Besides, this incident was difficult to wrap up simply by

probation or internal physical punishment because there were
many eyes in the social world.

“I will send Philaf to the worst and secluded outside regions

for the time being. Could you please turn a blind eye just this
much?”

“Why should I turn a blind eye? Never let him stand out on
the Montes side.”

“How……”

“If you intend to keep him as your successor, don’t let me

hear that name before me for the next five years and never let
me see that face.”

“……..”
Since the situation was unreasonable, Duke Montes bit his lips
while feeling shameful.

From heirloom to honor. He had lost so much already and he

even lost his pride.

He gave up his son and was even considering putting his

indirect line family as the successor. Montes had a rare hand,
so it wasn’t a compensation at all.

“And, one more.”

Duke Seymour issued a contract to surrender Philaf’s body to

Seymour as soon as Philaf appeared again before Deborah.

In fact, it was no different to mean that Philaf would be

caught and killed by Seymour if Philaf appeared in front of
his daughter again.

“This is too much…..”

“Philaf tried to harm and commit a terrible crime against my

daughter. If you feel like it’s too much, I will also return back
in the same way.”

Duke Montes closed his tired eyes, then signed the contract.

***
“Father! Where are you trying to send me!”

Philaf, who received the order to go down the region he never

heard of, had a fit in tremble.

“What do you mean I must go to the rough and dirty outside

region where there is nothing! I don’t want it, father! I can’t
go! It’s time for me to build up connections in the social
world, so this is ridiculous!”

Philaf threw a fit with chains hanging in the underground

prison but everything had been decided already.

He was kicked out of the fancy capital city and forced to be

expelled to the rough region which was no different from a
monastery.
CHAPTER 115

I have just woken up from being stuck in bed for three days
after coming out of the strange space.

It’s not like I did such a great job but the servants treated me
with great care.

‘There’s a lot going on inside.’

When I came back to reality, I felt distant at what happened

here.

Duke Seymour came while I was staring blankly at the

window.

He seemed to have heard the news that I had woken up.

“Father.”

I scratched my nose when I saw him looking so relieved as

soon as he saw me.

“Don’t stand up and rest more, Deborah. I already

threatened…. no, had a talk with the Academy President. So,
don’t worry about your grades and rest at home for a few
more days.”

‘….Do you even have to involve the president?’’

My father, who spoke more gently than usual while talking
about his abuse of power so confidently, put his hand on my
forehead carefully.

“Fortunately, you have no fever.”

“I feel quite tired but I don’t feel any particular pain. Don’t
worry…..”

“What? Do you feel tired? There, get some good food for the
body right away!”

I was freaked out when I saw the duke suddenly urged the
servants sternly to bring healthy food.

“I’m really okay.”

“You struggled without mana in that strange space, so you

don’t have to act tough in front of me.”

“I’m really fine.”

“Your beautiful face has been reduced in half.”

The Duke stroked my hair with a sad face. Somehow, I felt

awkward with his eyes full of worry and affection.

“Tell me if you need anything. I will bring everything that you

want.”

“That… I want to drink tea for now.”

I stood up and had tea time with my father while thinking that
he might be very protective. Maybe it was because of the
incident.

“What happened with Philaf?”

“Do you need to dirty your ears, hearing about that trash
bastard?”

“Well, I’m curious about it.”

How did he wrap things up after touching two prominent

families?

“As a result, he was exiled to an unnamed rural outer region. I

will hand him over to a boot camp and kill him right away….
No, we agreed to get rid of him at once.”

Philaf was exiled.

He’s one of the founding family only in name but I was

surprised to see him fall down as much as Deborah in the
novel.

“… I see.”

“By the way, what is this tea? The scent is nice.”

As the Duke smiled vaguely, I also smiled back.

“Isn’t it delicious? It is black tea produced only in small
quantities in the highlands, and Isidor gave it to me… …”

“Deborah.”

Suddenly, he put down the tea and called me seriously.

“Yes?”

“Since you are only interested in devoting yourself to

learning, I am simply saying this for your own good….. I
don’t think Isidor is quite a helpful person. There’s no reason
for you to be close with him. Cough! Right?

Why does father dislike Isidor so much?

“Actually, that matter the other day also, I’ve received a lot of
help from Isidor. I think it’s too much. He’s a person that has
many reasons for me to get close with.”

“……..”

“I’m planning to get along well with him in the future.”

It’s not a big deal, but Duke Seymour sat with a shocked face,
as if he was struck by a thunderbolt, and soon put on a fake
smile while his thin lips trembled slightly.

“I said something useless. You should rest more. If you need

anything, feel free to say it. Do you understand?“
"Yeah. Thank you.”

He was sitting with a face engrossed with something then

slowly stood up. At the same time, he was muttering
something in dismay.

“That yellow fox jerk, maybe I should take care of him

secretly…….”

“The door is not that way.”

“I know!”

The duke headed in the wrong direction, then turned around

quickly and went out fastly.

'Why is he being like that suddenly?’

“Sister!”

Enrique came inside running while I was feeling puzzled. I

think he might have been waiting for father to go out.

“Sister, you didn’t wake up for 71 hours so I was very

worried.”

Enrique’s eyes were swollen in red.

“Oh my, were you worried? As you can see, I’m completely
strong?”
When I stretched out my arms, the child went into my arms
and I hugged him tightly.

He hesitated and wavered in the past but now I think he has

gotten used to expressing his emotions more than before.

As I stroked Enrique’s hair, who was hanging like a baby

koala, the child sobbed in my arms and suddenly wailed
loudly while his shoulders shook.

“Enrique. Why are you crying and making me sad?”

“I couldn’t play with you a lot, I couldn’t tell you a lot of

things and I couldn’t even say thank you, but then you
suddenly disappeared so I regretted it and I was sad……”

“There’s a lot of time left in the future. Right? So, stop

crying.”

Enrique kept nodding his head while crying sadly and was
stuck next to me throughout the morning.

“Are you feeling well?”

“Yep.”

Enrique checked for my fever by putting his small hand on

my forehead and even nursed me.

Enrique blew off the hot porridge to cool it down by holding

the spoon with his one hand.
'Why is there no video recording function here? It’s the same
as useless magicians.’

Besides, Enrique imitated the same behaviour that I did when

I put strawberry on the cake last time.

“Sister, say ah-.”

“Huh, you are feeding me the porridge already? What can I

do? It’s the ‘CPITW’.”

I couldn’t stand his cuteness eventually and mumbled while

pressing my temple.

“What is CPITW?”

“It means the Cutest Person In The World. But Enrique

doesn’t like to be heard as cute. You will sulk, right?”

Enrique, who was pouting like a chick, slightly moved his

mouth while stirring the porridge with expensive herbs.

“I used to hate it so much but since you are my sister, I will

only hate it a little. Also, I think that you are the coolest and
prettiest sister.”

The child said shyly while his white and chubby cheeks were
blushing.
Enrique’s ears slowly turned red as if giving a great
confession.

“And I will live with my sister Deborah for a long time.

Hehe.“

“…Heuk!”

"What’s wrong?”

My heart hurts so I can’t breathe well because of Enrique.

I fell on the bed while grasping my chest.

“Sister, take a rest.”

Enrique pulled the blanket and patted my body with both

hands as if thinking that I need more rest by looking at my
pathetic appearance, then left the room.

'But, did everyone plan it?’

Now it’s getting more ridiculous.

That was because shortly after Enrique left, Belreck came to

the drawing room.

It’s hard to say this but three Seymour men, who are even
hard to spot their noses, came to me separately in a single day.
Besides, there wasn’t much time difference between their
visits as if they were in a relay race.

“Why did you come?”

When I asked Belreck bluntly, he replied brusquely while

fiddling with his silver-rimmed glasses.

“To visit a sick person.”

“Suddenly like this?”

“I found it on the way.”

Suddenly, he tossed a black box as if throwing it out.

My guts said that it’s a gift but why did he give it like that?
He’s quite a peculiar guy who earned every month no matter
what he did.

I opened the thrown box with an ambiguous feeling.

“You found such a precious bracelet on the street? You must

be a lucky guy.”

A bracelet with high-grade magic stone was inside the box,

assumed to be an artifact.

“That thing that was left in my lab was rolling around. Do you
have any complaints?”
“…….”

“I’m busy to death so why are you going around being sick?
How irritating.”

He stood up as he grumbled and I narrowed my eyes while

looking at Belreck’s angry back.

'What’s with him? I never told him to come.’

As I swallowed the absurd feeling, a paper in the box fell to

the floor. I had a strange feeling when I lifted it.

It was the artifact manual.

“It was written by Belreck himself.”

I remembered his unique handwriting because of the slave

contract and tried to put the bracelet on my wrist while
thinking that it was unexpected.

It reacts only to Seymour bloodline and it seemed to be useful

as an attack artifact with missile magic.

'I never refuse anything good.’

I was satisfied with getting something precious and endured

the smile while walking back to the room.
I only liked this place’s pleasant infrastructure at first, but
somehow I felt that Seymour would keep getting better in
different ways.

***

'What exactly is this mysterious atmosphere?’

Rosad’s expression became serious when he heard that father,

the youngest child and even Belreck visited Deborah.

'Honestly, I still can’t get used to it.’

What the hell happened while he was out in the East?

The house suddenly has family love, his notorious younger

sister suddenly became a genius, and even the always rigid
Belreck became flexible.

‘I never thought Belreck would give Deborah an artifact with

missile magic.’

It was difficult to interpret this matter simply as it is.

That was because the bracelet was known as an amazing

artifact crafted by the most famous craftsman in the capital.

‘As expected, Belreck must be aiming for Deborah’s patent

rights.’
If Belreck appeals to Deborah well, she will hand over the
patent rights. Then, Belreck can effectively keep him, the
battle magician, in check.

Rosad went to a jewelry store while thinking that it was quite

a good way.

He’s always one step ahead then Belreck who knows the
world.

Deborah would like fancy jewels rather than artifacts with

boring designs.

That night.

Deborah was bewildered by Rosad when she received the

ruby brooch with rose decorations, one of the most popular in
the capital.
CHAPTER 116

[Isidor Visconti to Deborah Seymour]

When I was skipping the academy classes confidently and
lying at home like a jobless person, a large bouquet of roses
along with a letter arrived in front of me.
“Oh my God, Sir Isidor. He’s so romantic.”
“There’s no other present that would suit the beautiful
princess better than this.”
The maids burst into sincere admiration as they saw the roses
in full bloom.
Their cheeks flushed as they felt that the flowers sent by the
most handsome man in the Empire were very romantic.
Isidor’s popularity was enough to make them forget the fear
of their employer for a while.
‘Honestly, isn’t this a little too much?’
The symbolism of the red roses were so obvious that I felt
deeply embarrassed.
If Isidor’s intention was to remind me clearly once again
about what happened in the subspace through that gift, then he
succeeded.
I started to shake my head so hard as I recalled some scenes
that felt distant like a dream.
Because of the uniqueness in that strange space, my face
flushed on its own as I remembered the time when that large
hand touched my lips.
‘Taking off his glove and touching my lips were not enough,
he even pressed his lips there.’
I gazed at the roses in embarrassment and mixed feelings,
then opened the envelope that he sent.
'What is this again?’
The plays to be held in the capital this week were clearly
organized inside it. Since all of the royal seats of the play
were secured, a somewhat ridiculous statement was written,
asking me to choose the seat that interests me the most among
them.
‘Do all high-ranking nobles here always boast that they have
such a large scale of money?’
I had already experienced it because of Duke Seymour, but I,
who used to be an ordinary citizen, couldn’t get used to it and
was reluctant every time.
I looked through the various plays written in the letter in
amazement for a while, then slowly wrote a reply to him.
***
“Lord Isidor. Honestly speaking, you’re so handsome that you
look good no matter what you wear. You said that the face
completes the style anyway, so why are you so concerned out
of the blue?”
Miguel, who was observing his lord’s unusual fashion before
his meeting with Deborah, muttered something with a tired
face after holding it for a while.
'How many hours has it been? Damn.’
His lord’s whims seemed to be on spot today.
He clearly said before that he decided to wear the navy blue
frock coat a while ago, but now he said that the natural style
seemed to be more of the correct answer and chose everything
again starting from the cuffs.
‘Sure, everything is fine but why do you have to drag me here
and keep asking for opinions?’
What was even more unfair was that all of Miguel’s
thoughtful opinions were ignored and his lord decided to wear
the clothes that he only liked eventually.
He spoke with a serious face while removing the obsidian
cuffs and replacing them with the platinum diamond-shaped
cuffs.
“Miguel. My faith that the face completes the style is firm.”
“…….”
“But, it is about thinking seriously about what is best. Even if
you wear the same diamond cuffs, the impression of the ring
varies depending on the material and design of the rings. Isn’t
that right?
When Miguel felt goosebumps at his lord’s brazenness of
comparing himself with a diamond, he finally chose the coat.
He seemed to be compromised about it without much thought
because of his appointment time.
“The color design is a bit lacking, but there’s not much to be
done.”
Isidor picked leather gloves that matched his clothes
habitually while thinking he wanted to try on a few more
clothes, then put it in his pocket thinking he doesn’t even have
to wear it.
‘Because she….. likes it.’
It was clear that Deborah was so interested in his bare hands.
Besides that, there’s not many things he properly knows about
her even though he’s an informant.
There’s not a simple piece of important information that she’s
very cute when she’s drinking, she’s so lovely when she
laughs brightly, she likes playing the piano and sometimes she
makes weird sounds.
Moreover, he became more greedy as he wanted for him to be
the only one who knows and sees that side of her.
‘She said she wanted to know more about each other by
spending time together and keeping in contact…..’
The moment he heard that, Isidor somehow felt that was so
like Deborah.
He was taken aback and ironically he thought that was the
reason why she’s more attractive.
“Getting to know each other…..”
He opened his hand defendlessly.
As he stared down at his hand feeling unfamiliar somewhere,
like it was someone else’s, without wearing his gloves, he
stood up to go to the appointed place.
***
Today, my appearance in the mirror was twice as gorgeous
than usual.
I only told the maids to bring clothes that matched the theatre
dress code, but it was because they suddenly unleashed all of
their abilities.
'The woman’s side cannot lose.’
‘That person is so powerful, but you still have Seymour’s
pride.’
They whispered something with their face full of resolve.
They would usually tremble while walking on eggshells with
me but this kind of courage suddenly overwhelms them. It
was a strange situation.
The dress up time got longer unexpectedly, so I arrived before
the start of the play in the nick of time.
Luckily, the appointed place was in Yones district, so it didn’t
take long to arrive from the townhouse.
'There he is.’
As soon as I got out of the carriage, I found Isidor.
He was looking through the pamphlet with an expressionless
face, standing in front of the theatre.
‘If you look as it is, he looks like a cold person.’
He, who was standing alone, exuded the air that he was a
difficult person to talk to.
Now that I think of it, Isidor is popular among the ladies at the
same level as an idol, but there’s no one except the 5th
princess that treated him comfortably.
‘It wasn’t until Tiery and Guillaume that he became close
with the ladies of the same club without being so reserved.’
I had a thought that he might attract people’s attention more
because of his cold and secretive atmosphere.
“Oh……”
Isidor, who was fluttering the booklet, suddenly raised his
head and met my eyes a few steps away.
His smile spread over his lips naturally like paint dripping on
water and I clenched my fist unintentionally.
'Ah, I have a problem. He is so handsome.’
“You came?”
He approached me quickly with a sweet smile.
“Yeah. As you can see.”
Isidor blinked his long lashes slowly and stared at me for a
moment.
"Why?”
“Actually, you look so wonderful today. Especially the curled
bangs style.”
That’s because the servants were using the hot iron and
making a fuss.
“You are also handsome.”
I praised him as much as I could, but his expression doesn’t
look good.
“Which part do you like specifically? That….I want to use it
as a reference next time.”
“It’s hard to just pick at one thing.”
I contemplated for a while and then opened my mouth.
“Broad shoulders?”
Was it just my mistake that he somehow looked flustered a
little bit?
“….Hmm, shall we go in first? You arrive at a good time.
Maybe if we enter now, the play would start right away.”
“Why?”
“Hold me.”
Since it’s the biggest main street in the Yones district, the area
in front of the theatre was crowded with nobles. He extended
his arms as if trying to escort me among the bustling people.
I hesitated before wrapping my arms around his sturdy arm
and walked into the theater.
“Come this way.”
Maybe because the play I chose was not very popular, there
weren’t that many people inside the theatre unexpectedly.
The area around the most expensive royal seat was especially
empty.
Honestly, I thought there would be a lot of people as the title
‘The Secret of the Northern Grand Duke’ would attract
curiosity.
“… It’s nice because it is comfortable here.”
“I thought so.”
Are you saying that you already knew the play was boring?
You should have told me earlier.
“… You might still enjoy it.”
I assumed that the play failed to hit the box office but I think I
could see the actor’s pores since the seat was very good.
I never enjoyed this luxury in my last life, so I started to have
some anticipation.
“Deborah, let’s have dinner after watching this. How does that
sound?“
“Sir Isidor seems to like planning ahead.”
“Because I don’t know when you might run away. There are
also many variables.”
“No matter how problematic I am, I won’t skip dinner.”
We whispered slowly, then shut our mouths.
It was because the orchestra appeared and everything
gradually became dark as if the play was about to begin.
Then, a light shone into the center of the stage and the actor,
assumed to act as the Northern Grand Duke, came out.
Both of the actor’s vocalizations and acting were amazing, so
I was immersed in the play immediately.
'Huh? It’s quite fun.’
Putting aside that there were not many audiences, the play
was quite worth watching and the plot was interesting.
The Northern Grand Duke was a polite gentleman during the
day, but he became the lord of the night called ‘Rexton’
during the night. He’s the male protagonist of the play.
In addition, the female protagonist naturally falls in love with
the caring Grand Duke who takes care of her.
However, the Grand Duke was actually the same person who
was cruel and despised the female protagonist. Then, he kept
telling lies as he didn’t want to lose the female protagonist’s
kind gaze that was looking at him.
The sense of crisis that the Grand Duke’s identity might get
caught kept growing and the play gradually reached the
climax with a magnificent orchestra performance.
I was very immersed in the play while I wiped my sweaty
palms and as soon as the ending of the play happened, I
looked at Isidor with a slight excitement.
“Isidor, it was really fun….”
I immediately made eye contact with him as he was already
looking at me.
CHAPTER 117

His bluish gaze felt more tingling in the dark.

I flinched as if I was on fire then turned my head forward
quickly.
I watched the actors greet the audience stiffly as if there’s a
cast on their neck. As soon as the theatre lit up, I stood up
from the seat.
“Let’s go.”
“Hold me.”
Isidor extended his arm casually like escorting me
I fiddled my fan awkwardly.
“I’m fine.“
“There are a lot of stairs here, so you might fall.”
It seemed that only I was conscious of him, so I squeezed my
arm and found his bare white hand and was nervous again.
‘What. Why didn’t I see it before?’
What is the reason why I suddenly see it clearly in my eyes?
‘He never took it off at this kind of formal place, so why
suddenly?’
I was fascinated by the pale hand that caught my gaze, then I
stumbled upon the low stair as I bumped it with the tip of my
shoes just as Isidor had predicted.
"Be careful.”
He held me hurriedly as I was about to fall and my body was
pressed tightly against his arms.
“It’s dangerous……”
He babbled with a low voice.
“Even if I fall, only my knees will hurt slightly. To say that
it’s dangerous..…”
“……..”
Isidor moved his body away slowly with an expression that
looked somewhat complicated.
The silence that continued as we walked was awkward, so I
cleared my throat once and spoke.
“I had no expectations since there were not many people, but
the play was quite fun. The actors’ acting is also excellent.
Right?”
“I’m not sure. It was average as I didnt feel the plot was
creative in general. The actors’ acting…. I only paid attention
to you, so I couldn’t see it properly.”
"Huh? Why? That female actress is pretty.”
I was flustered by his way of talking without a filter, so I just
spit out anything.
“….You must have thought that the male actor was
handsome?”
Isidor said while narrowing his eyes slightly.
"What?”
“I can’t even remember the actors’ faces. Even if they had
three eyes, I wouldn’t notice it.”
“Hmm. Anyway, I’m hungry. Aren’t you?”
“You aren’t changing the topic deliberately right?”
“No. I only thought the female actors were pretty. The male
actor is like a squid compared to your looks, so he’s
average…..”
But why am I making weird excuses?
I walked into a nearby restaurant with Isidor, who seemed to
brighten up, while feeling embarrassed later on.
As soon as we arrived, the manager came out personally and
guided us to the separate hall and space.
I saw a beautifully landscaped garden from the window and
the drinks along with the light snacks came out as soon as we
sat down.
He must have requested them to prepare the food as quickly
as possible because I was grumbling out of hunger.
‘He is very attentive.’
The first blind date in my previous life that I had because my
friend pushed it forward was a person who had no preparation
at all, so it was more comparable.
Eventually, I was looking for a vacant place then it suddenly
rained so we parted ways completely.
I was staring at him as I recalled the past but he suddenly
curved his eyes like a fox.
‘What are you going to say this time….’
“Do you have any ingredients or spices that you don’t like? I
will ask them to remove it.”
“Oh, not really.”
"I’m also like that. I eat everything well without being picky.
What’s your favorite menu?”
"Steak…”
In the midst of having surprisingly normal conversation, a
waiter approached and served the drinks and appetizer.
“Does the food suit your taste?”
“Yeah. It’s good.’
"That’s a relief.”
Actually it was more than good. It was to the point that I, who
was used to the Seymour family’s cuisine, felt that it was
really delicious.
Because I was a little hungry, I ate casually like I used to eat
in front of my father.
“Try some of this also.”
Whenever our eyes met, he pushed the plate and smiled
sweetly as if it was to melt a person.
In addition, his table manners were also flawless.
“Let me cut it.”
As soon as the steak was served, he took the utensils and the
plate before cutting the meat quickly as if he was waiting for
it. Then, he gave me the plate again.
‘By the way, what the hell is this neat cut?’
I couldn’t help but admire that the steak he cut was still juicy
and wondered what method he used.
“My fellow knights can be useful too sometimes.”
Isidor muttered.
“What?”
“The way to use the most practical and useful aura is to cut
the meat during the date, so it’s a relief I practiced it just in
case….”
“Pfft! Is that how the Astia Knight jokes around?”
Isidor blinked his eyes with a puzzled face while looking at
me who was cracking up laughing.
“I practiced with my aura yesterday. It was quite hard work in
the beginning since the plate was even cut off.”
I was a little confused whether it was a joke or serious, but I
took a sip of wine while barely holding my laugh.
The dinner course had been going on for a long time. By the
time the meal was finished, the sky was already dark.
I couldn’t help but feel like I’m walking on cloud nine
because I watched an interesting play, ate delicious food and
had a variety of alcohol in the middle of the meal.
“Isidor. I want to take a walk since my stomach is full.”
I was talking while looking at the well-landscaped garden at
the back door of the restaurant, then he took out a scroll at my
suggestion.
“What else is that?”
“I know a good place to take a walk.”
“I guess you often waste the teleportation scrolls. Didn’t you
also use it at the auction house last time?”
Space teleportation is known as high-class magic.
There were two people around me who used teleportation
magic like eating meals.
“I have a lot of it so why don’t I abuse it a little bit?”
Isidor walked ahead towards the back door of the restaurant
with a mischievous face and pulled me gently to a place
where nobody was.
As soon as he tore the scroll, my eyes flashed in white and the
landscape gradually changed into a long street.
“How is it?”
I looked around and let out a short exclamation.
The long street road was covered with thick trees and the cold
moonlight reflected on the white wild flowers blooming
everywhere made a mysterious atmosphere.
The cool breeze that was blowing slightly made it nice to take
a walk.
“This place is awesome.”
“Your praise is so generous today.”
“Just because, I’m not lying. Since you only bring me to nice
places.”
I walked slowly with him as I was distracted by the sight of
the Yones district over the stonewall down the hill.
“It’s more amazing to sit on the wall here and take a look.”
When I thought it would be difficult to climb the wall as it
was so high, Isidor slowly knelt down and tapped on his thigh.
“Step on here to get up.”
“……..”
“Huh? Deborah. You have to go up there so that it’s more
worthwhile.”
I hesitated before seeing that his eyes sparkled as he kept
encouraging me.
It was honestly an attractive offer, so I finally took off both of
my shoes and stepped on his thigh slowly.
I felt nervous as I felt his firm thigh muscles that touched my
feet tensed up.
I put my body up on the wall quickly by putting strength on
my arms while feeling embarrassed for no reason.
After he helped me settle down on top of the wall, he jumped
with his agile movements and sat down next to me.
I was worried since he’s not a prosecutor but he has good
athleticism.
Isidor gazed down while lowering his long lashes.
I could see the city of Yones District at a glance below my
sights, and I could see the Khorun District over the river in the
distance.
Isidor smiled slightly as he watched me swing my bare feet
lightly.
“You don’t need to take off your shoes actually. Why did you
take it off? It’s bothersome to wear it again.”
“If you were to be stepped on by the heel, you might not be
able to say that.”
“You are kind. Much more than I thought.”
“It’s weird to hear that from the person who’s really kind and
gentle.”
He requested a date politely while sending a bouquet of
flowers and even brought me to the theatre, a delicious
restaurant and a place with amazing views.
I wanted to know more about him as his refined perfection
was somewhat suspicious, but I only know about his strengths
today.
His preparations are thorough enough to know where to take a
walk in advance, he knows a lot of good restaurants, and even
cuts steak well.
Anyone would call him a kind and perfect person.
He was so perfect like a flow of water that I felt that it was so
unrealistic.
Isidor stared down while blinking his golden lashes, then
threw his gaze at the half moon in the sky and talked slowly.
"I’m not sure. I’m not that kind. This is the first time someone
told me that I am kind.”
“That’s similar to the line of the love interest from today’s
play.”
Isidor narrowed his eyes slightly as I mumbled.
“Are you saying that I’m something like that Northern Grand
Duke or whatever he is? I feel like I just imitated him. I feel
weird.”
“It was a line from a rather important scene. You said you
remembered its storyline earlier.”
“Because I skimmed through the pamphlet roughly.”
'Did you really only look at my face?’
His tone was subtly confusing but I didn’t notice and
continued speaking.
“The play I watched today was quite fun.”
“…..In which part?”
“I was anxious all the time. The female protagonist didn’t
know much about the male protagonist but still fell in love
with him.”
“What do you think about him? That Grand Duke. He is a
person with a lot of secrets….”
I pondered on his question for a while and opened my mouth.
CHAPTER 118

Deborah, who made the distinctive sharp expression whenever

she was contemplating about something, opened her mouth
slowly.
Isidor’s white fist somehow became tense with nervousness
while waiting for her answer.
***
The first morning before the date.
Isidor flipped the gold coin several times as if testing his luck
before meeting with Deborah.
He only used coins with defective heads in front of his clients
in order to convince the other party.
But when he’s alone, he flipped the coins with a head and a
tail out of habit if he was unsure or had a variable.
‘I feel like she would choose that play, but I don’t know.’
In fact, Isidor chose to include the play of the title ‘The Secret
of the Northern Grand Duke’, which was not even a funny
play, because the scenario airing in the theater had a character
that was in a similar situation as him. He chose that in order to
ask about Deborah’s opinion.
He owned the theater in the centre of the Yones district, so
changing the play schedule was a piece of cake.
Besides, that play was a kind of stepping stone for him to tell
his secrets.
‘Because she said that she wanted to know more about
me……’
He fiddled with the coins as he was nervous with a slightly
pale face.
“I want to know what kind of person you are and if you are
someone I could be with all my heart.”
‘I never thought I would hear those words.’
“Let’s try it. Getting to know each other.”
He never thought that he would feel the urge to show himself
for a moment.
She wanted to build a bond while getting to know each other
and Isidor was attracted by that sincerity. He thought it was so
like Deborah.
‘I like the fact that she doesn’t just accept a guy like me
because of my face.’
He fell for her again with that side.
However, Isidor realized that he was caught in the trap he had
set up at the same time.
Should he say he brought it upon himself?
He used his beauty trap to win the favor of others easily. On
the other hand, he made the others move as he intended while
holding onto their weakness by the numerous information in
his hands.
Isidor was always waiting for the other person to take the bait
after setting up the trap.
However, his relationship with Deborah was the complete
opposite of the other relationships he had been dealing with.
The information he had about her was actually different.
Isidor hid his identity and approached her, but instead, he
grows feelings for her regardless of his will during the
process.
He couldn’t control it at some point.
Far from swaying her, the leash was held by her now.
‘I never thought I would like her more as I keep knowing
about her.’
He watched her achieve what she wanted while fighting alone
at Blanchia and he personally discovered her lovely side at the
Academy.
On the other hand, the only thing she knew about him was
half.
He flipped the coin lightly with his finger, then grabbed it
with the back of his hand.
'The tail.’
He flipped the coin again
‘The head.’
She recognized him as Isidor and the Master as different
persons just like the changing side of the coin.
It’s just the same coin eventually.
‘Although I might look completely different on the outside,
but if I tell her that it was actually the same person….’
He couldn’t imagine her reaction at all.
Unlike Isidor, who was always carefree and ignorant of
others’ feelings, he suddenly felt a hazy tension that was
trapped inside.
But if he kept hiding it and getting caught, wouldn’t she feel
more disappointed as she thought that she was being
deceived?
‘I’m not sure if I want to conceal it until the end or spill
everything.’
If it only involved her, he couldn’t distinguish clearly the
colour of his heart whether it was black or white.
'It’s difficult.’
He flipped the coin countless times meaninglessly, then got
ready to go out.
It would be easier to start the conversation if she chose ‘The
Secret of the Northern Grand Duke’ among the various plays
written in the letter.
‘If the tail comes out… I will tell her today.’
If he keeps hiding it, he will be two-faced in front of her until
the end.
'I want to know, but I have no confidence to keep hiding it.’
He flipped the coin for the last time before putting it down
while thinking it was like a resolution..
'It’s the tail.’
….By the way, must he say it today?
His heart began to flutter before the date.
'Let’s tell Deborah if she comes wearing purple clothes.’
She happened to come wearing purple clothes.
His mouth twitched for a moment as he felt like he had to tell
her, but then his throat squeezed tightly and he bit the tender
flesh of his mouth.
‘It would be better to tell her after seeing her reaction about
the play rather than solely deciding it based on the colour of
her clothes.
However, he was totally distracted by her being immersed in
the play and watched it with twinkling eyes.
He totally fell with the sweetness of that moment while
looking at her various changes of expressions.
‘If she says she wanted to take a walk instead, I think it might
be better to tell her then.’
If she climbed on the stone wall when they were walking
along the street, he thought he would tell her while enjoying
the scenery and organized his lines in his mind.
Although he couldn’t open his mouth well when he actually
sat beside her on the stone wall.
Suddenly, Isidor was unfamiliar with his indecisiveness.
Whenever he saw those people drunk in love, he thought they
were pathetic. But he found himself at a loss and was
constantly wavering.
Eventually, Isidor barely lost his luck as his line overlapped
with the male protagonist by chance.
“What do you think about him? That Grand Duke. He is a
person with a lot of secrets….”
He asked while swallowing his anxiety and she pondered for a
while before answering with her distinctive blunt voice.
“I don’t like it.”
“……..”
Isidor felt that his palm was sprung with cold sweats for a
moment.
“Actually, from the audience’s point of view, the Grand Duke
is mysterious and attractive as much as his secrets.”
She had a cold expression as if that was the only point.
“However, he is really not a good person as a lover.”
“……..”
A corner of his heart fell down at her cold expression as if she
was telling it to him.
“In the end, the female protagonist was backstabbed by the
person she likes without noticing it.”
She looked dissatisfied somewhere.
“Because I don’t like being backstabbed all of a sudden.”
Even though she’s never been betrayed by anyone, she spoke
sourly as if she was backstabbed several times.
Isidor hesitated for a moment, then refuted her carefully.
“However, if the Grand Duke had revealed his identity and
approached the female protagonist, he wouldn’t have even
had a chance to get close to her.”
“Hmm.”
She had a strange expression while shaking her legs slowly,
but Isidor spoke slowly without noticing it.
“The Grand Duke never acts with bad intentions towards the
female protagonist……”
“By the way, you surprisingly really empathize with the
Northern Grand Duke. I thought you were his representative
for a moment.”
“……..”
“I thought you would absolutely side with the female
protagonist. Because you are caring and have a strong
chivalry.”
“I am not that caring of a person. I am not even kind.”
When he spoke like he’s sighing, a rough wind blew past
them.
The long purple hair fluttered everywhere and passed by
Isidor’s cheeks.
Isisor’s blond hair was also scattered in a mess over his
forehead
“Liar.”
At that moment, Isidor forgot to breathe as she reached out
her hand and straightened his disheveled hair carefully.
He tried to grasp the hand that was lingering on his forehead
while looking at her red eyes as if he was possessed, then bit
his lips.
“I’ve never seen anyone who is attentive and meticulous with
preparations like you.”
“Isn’t this what I should be doing at least? The partner is
you.”
In fact, he wanted to do something much greater but he didn’t
know much.
The woman he used to approach all this time was avoiding
him with all her might and Miguel was also a stranger in
dating.
That’s why, he was acting as he pleased sometimes.
“You even practiced cutting the steak but if you say you are
not kind, who would believe that?”
“Everyone will do that at least.”
Isidor thought that what the knights jokingly said was real.
“No way. Oh, I’m late so I have to go first.”
She shifted down slowly.
"Be careful. Step on here.”
Isidor jumped off the stone wall hurriedly and made her step
on his boots quickly so that her feet did not touch the ground.
“Put it on.”
He put her shoes on the ground neatly while she was stepping
on his feet.
"I had a good time today.”
She beamed softly while her lips curled up after wearing her
shoes.
“……..”
When her smiling face was in front of his eyes, his mouth
couldn’t even make a sound.
Since the situation was brought upon himself, his intelligence
and wealth that he always boasted were all useless.
‘I must be crazy.’
After seeing her off in the carriage, he swept up his hair
roughly while frowning slightly.
CHAPTER 119

Deborah, who made the distinctive sharp expression whenever

she was contemplating about something, opened her mouth
slowly.
Isidor’s white fist somehow became tense with nervousness
while waiting for her answer.
***
The first morning before the date.
Isidor flipped the gold coin several times as if testing his luck
before meeting with Deborah.
He only used coins with defective heads in front of his clients
in order to convince the other party.
But when he’s alone, he flipped the coins with a head and a
tail out of habit if he was unsure or had a variable.
‘I feel like she would choose that play, but I don’t know.’
In fact, Isidor chose to include the play of the title ‘The Secret
of the Northern Grand Duke’, which was not even a funny
play, because the scenario airing in the theater had a character
that was in a similar situation as him. He chose that in order to
ask about Deborah’s opinion.
He owned the theater in the centre of the Yones district, so
changing the play schedule was a piece of cake.
Besides, that play was a kind of stepping stone for him to tell
his secrets.
‘Because she said that she wanted to know more about
me……’
He fiddled with the coins as he was nervous with a slightly
pale face.
“I want to know what kind of person you are and if you are
someone I could be with all my heart.”
‘I never thought I would hear those words.’
“Let’s try it. Getting to know each other.”
He never thought that he would feel the urge to show himself
for a moment.
She wanted to build a bond while getting to know each other
and Isidor was attracted by that sincerity. He thought it was so
like Deborah.
‘I like the fact that she doesn’t just accept a guy like me
because of my face.’
He fell for her again with that side.
However, Isidor realized that he was caught in the trap he had
set up at the same time.
Should he say he brought it upon himself?
He used his beauty trap to win the favor of others easily. On
the other hand, he made the others move as he intended while
holding onto their weakness by the numerous information in
his hands.
Isidor was always waiting for the other person to take the bait
after setting up the trap.
However, his relationship with Deborah was the complete
opposite of the other relationships he had been dealing with.
The information he had about her was actually different.
Isidor hid his identity and approached her, but instead, he
grows feelings for her regardless of his will during the
process.
He couldn’t control it at some point.
Far from swaying her, the leash was held by her now.
‘I never thought I would like her more as I keep knowing
about her.’
He watched her achieve what she wanted while fighting alone
at Blanchia and he personally discovered her lovely side at the
Academy.
On the other hand, the only thing she knew about him was
half.
He flipped the coin lightly with his finger, then grabbed it
with the back of his hand.
'The tail.’
He flipped the coin again
‘The head.’
She recognized him as Isidor and the Master as different
persons just like the changing side of the coin.
It’s just the same coin eventually.
‘Although I might look completely different on the outside,
but if I tell her that it was actually the same person….’
He couldn’t imagine her reaction at all.
Unlike Isidor, who was always carefree and ignorant of
others’ feelings, he suddenly felt a hazy tension that was
trapped inside.
But if he kept hiding it and getting caught, wouldn’t she feel
more disappointed as she thought that she was being
deceived?
‘I’m not sure if I want to conceal it until the end or spill
everything.’
If it only involved her, he couldn’t distinguish clearly the
colour of his heart whether it was black or white.
'It’s difficult.’
He flipped the coin countless times meaninglessly, then got
ready to go out.
It would be easier to start the conversation if she chose ‘The
Secret of the Northern Grand Duke’ among the various plays
written in the letter.
‘If the tail comes out… I will tell her today.’
If he keeps hiding it, he will be two-faced in front of her until
the end.
'I want to know, but I have no confidence to keep hiding it.’
He flipped the coin for the last time before putting it down
while thinking it was like a resolution..
'It’s the tail.’
….By the way, must he say it today?
His heart began to flutter before the date.
'Let’s tell Deborah if she comes wearing purple clothes.’
She happened to come wearing purple clothes.
His mouth twitched for a moment as he felt like he had to tell
her, but then his throat squeezed tightly and he bit the tender
flesh of his mouth.
‘It would be better to tell her after seeing her reaction about
the play rather than solely deciding it based on the colour of
her clothes.
However, he was totally distracted by her being immersed in
the play and watched it with twinkling eyes.
He totally fell with the sweetness of that moment while
looking at her various changes of expressions.
‘If she says she wanted to take a walk instead, I think it might
be better to tell her then.’
If she climbed on the stone wall when they were walking
along the street, he thought he would tell her while enjoying
the scenery and organized his lines in his mind.
Although he couldn’t open his mouth well when he actually
sat beside her on the stone wall.
Suddenly, Isidor was unfamiliar with his indecisiveness.
Whenever he saw those people drunk in love, he thought they
were pathetic. But he found himself at a loss and was
constantly wavering.
Eventually, Isidor barely lost his luck as his line overlapped
with the male protagonist by chance.
“What do you think about him? That Grand Duke. He is a
person with a lot of secrets….”
He asked while swallowing his anxiety and she pondered for a
while before answering with her distinctive blunt voice.
“I don’t like it.”
“……..”
Isidor felt that his palm was sprung with cold sweats for a
moment.
“Actually, from the audience’s point of view, the Grand Duke
is mysterious and attractive as much as his secrets.”
She had a cold expression as if that was the only point.
“However, he is really not a good person as a lover.”
“……..”
A corner of his heart fell down at her cold expression as if she
was telling it to him.
“In the end, the female protagonist was backstabbed by the
person she likes without noticing it.”
She looked dissatisfied somewhere.
“Because I don’t like being backstabbed all of a sudden.”
Even though she’s never been betrayed by anyone, she spoke
sourly as if she was backstabbed several times.
Isidor hesitated for a moment, then refuted her carefully.
“However, if the Grand Duke had revealed his identity and
approached the female protagonist, he wouldn’t have even
had a chance to get close to her.”
“Hmm.”
She had a strange expression while shaking her legs slowly,
but Isidor spoke slowly without noticing it.
“The Grand Duke never acts with bad intentions towards the
female protagonist……”
“By the way, you surprisingly really empathize with the
Northern Grand Duke. I thought you were his representative
for a moment.”
“……..”
“I thought you would absolutely side with the female
protagonist. Because you are caring and have a strong
chivalry.”
“I am not that caring of a person. I am not even kind.”
When he spoke like he’s sighing, a rough wind blew past
them.
The long purple hair fluttered everywhere and passed by
Isidor’s cheeks.
Isisor’s blond hair was also scattered in a mess over his
forehead
“Liar.”
At that moment, Isidor forgot to breathe as she reached out
her hand and straightened his disheveled hair carefully.
He tried to grasp the hand that was lingering on his forehead
while looking at her red eyes as if he was possessed, then bit
his lips.
“I’ve never seen anyone who is attentive and meticulous with
preparations like you.”
“Isn’t this what I should be doing at least? The partner is
you.”
In fact, he wanted to do something much greater but he didn’t
know much.
The woman he used to approach all this time was avoiding
him with all her might and Miguel was also a stranger in
dating.
That’s why, he was acting as he pleased sometimes.
“You even practiced cutting the steak but if you say you are
not kind, who would believe that?”
“Everyone will do that at least.”
Isidor thought that what the knights jokingly said was real.
“No way. Oh, I’m late so I have to go first.”
She shifted down slowly.
"Be careful. Step on here.”
Isidor jumped off the stone wall hurriedly and made her step
on his boots quickly so that her feet did not touch the ground.
“Put it on.”
He put her shoes on the ground neatly while she was stepping
on his feet.
"I had a good time today.”
She beamed softly while her lips curled up after wearing her
shoes.
“……..”
When her smiling face was in front of his eyes, his mouth
couldn’t even make a sound.
Since the situation was brought upon himself, his intelligence
and wealth that he always boasted were all useless.
‘I must be crazy.’
After seeing her off in the carriage, he swept up his hair
roughly while frowning slightly.
CHAPTER 120

The Fountain of the Goddess at the Academy’s West Gate is

the representative landmark of the Khorun district, so it
always had a large crowd.
Besides, the area became even more crowded because of the
Birth of the Goddess Festival being held there next month.
That was also the reason why people from other regions
gathered to visit the Holy Land.
‘The opening time is good.’
Thanks to that, Armand’s 2nd store was crowded with people
even though we did nothing.
As soon as Isidor went inside, the people behind me
whispered immediately and I realized his popularity once
again.
I ordered tea and dessert while making sure the menu of the
2nd store was doing well.
As soon as we came outside after having light tea time, Isidor
approached the Fountain of the Goddess.
There’s a statue carved of the Goddess Nayla at the centre of
the fountain and angel statues surround both sides of the
goddess. Besides that, a bronze statue called Terra stood at the
top of the fountain and was shaped looking down.
The people of Astia made a wish after throwing a coin into the
fountain during this time.
Silver and copper coins were piled up at the bottom of the
fountain, but Isidor threw a bunch of gold coins like a typical
third generation of a conglomerate family.
‘The temple that will retrieve the money must be doing good.’
I looked at Isidor who’s sincerely making a wish while having
materialistic thoughts.
His nice-looking lips were close tightly and his golden
eyelashes trembled slightly.
'He’s praying earnestly.’
If I was a god, I would probably grant his wish without
questioning anything.
“Do you want to make a wish also?”
Isidor opened his eyes slowly and tried to give me a gold coin.
“No. I will pay them later if things go well.”
The day I gained 10 billion and became a matriarch, I was
thinking of giving a lot of donations.
He laughed as if he found my words funny and spoke.
“Actually, I only paid the temporary deposit too.”
“Deposit? Are you saying that you will donate a lot more than
before if your wish comes true?”
“That’s right.”
“What did you wish for?”
“If you want to know……”
Isidor said something after that, but the surroundings suddenly
became noisy because the place was congested with crowds.
“Isidor, what did you say just now? I couldn’t hear you well.”
As soon as I frowned, his beautiful face suddenly came closer.
I got goosebumps as he whispered into my ears. I took a step
back while swallowing dry saliva and cleared my throat.
“Are you hearing me well now?”
“Yeah.”
“… Are you that curious about my wishes?”
“Because it’s too expensive.”
He gazed at me quietly as I fiddled with my burning ears and
swept up his hairs while looking up at the statue.
His simple actions even drew attention, so the people around
kept glancing at Isidor while pretending to make a wish.
Somehow, the people who wanted to look at him began
increasing.
“Deborah. This place is quite noisy, so why don’t we move to
another place? I know a good restaurant nearby.”
‘My ears must have turned red.’
I spoke while rubbing my burning ears.
“Actually, I can’t spend a lot of time with you today. I
decided to play chess with my younger brother after having
dinner together.”
“You must be close with your younger brother.”
"Yeah. He is very cute. I want to introduce him to you.”
“Please introduce him to me someday .Although I don’t know
if your younger brother might like me…….”
His face looked complicated but I don’t know the reason why.
“Have a great time with your younger brother today. I will
take you to the carriage.”
Isidor took out another gold coin and flipped it lightly. The
gold coin that he threw fell into the jar of the angel statue
precisely.
“You make it right away. You throw well”
“Because I flip coins often. When I was concerned or had
difficulty making a decision, I decided it quickly with the
coin……”
“You are speaking like it’s not the case now.”
“There was an exception.”
He said vaguely like a sigh.
“Well, it’s not easy to leave the most important problem to
luck. Although the answer wouldn’t come out after
contemplating until our head was about to burst.”
I walked toward the academy where my carriage was at while
talking with him.
“Isidor. I will take my leave first. I had a nice time today. I
also enjoyed the coffee.”
Suddenly, he grabbed the carriage door with both hands and
asked.
“Can you leave your Saturday evening free? A popular opera
will be released on that day, so I bought the ticket. I also have
something to talk about seriously.”
“Saturday evening? I can’t go because I have an appointment
at that time.”
He paused for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“It’s to see you spending time closely with your family. I am
jealous of it since I am an only child.”
"Family?”
“Aren’t you spending it with your family?”
“Huh……..”
A hint of coldness lingered in Isidor’s eyes like ice and then
disappeared without a trace.
“I guess he must be a close enough person for you to make
time for him during your precious weekend evening. I am
curious who that person is?”
He asked while giving a smile as sweet as honey.
‘No, it’s not honey but more like saccharine. A very artificial
sweet taste.’ {Saccharin : Excessively sweet or sentimental or
artificial sweetening additives.}
“…Why does it sound like you are interrogating me?”
“I wonder why it sounds like that? It’s just a simple question.”
“……..”
“Is it a friend?”
He had a hint of tenacity.
“It’s not a friend but…… By the way, why does it seem like
you are so eager to know? You don’t have to pay any mind
since it’s not a big deal.”
“It’s about you so how can I not care…..”
At that time, a strong wind struck enough for the fallen leaves
on the ground to scatter into pieces.
My shoulders trembled slightly as the cold air even entered
the carriage, then he sighed.
“The weather will be pretty cold. Watch out for the cold and
return home safely. You are free to contact me anytime if you
are bored.”
“Yeah. I get it.”
I waved my hand lightly at him.
“See you again soon.”
***
After parting ways with Deborah, Isidor’s expression became
very serious.
Most of the people in the Empire spent weekends with
important people, such as lovers or family members and hung
out with friends only on weekday evenings.
That’s why he’s even more bothered by the fact that she had
an appointment on Saturday.
‘Who is it? It’s not even her family or is there another person
I need to keep my eyes on that I am unknown of?’
No way, Tierry……?
Isidor ran to the White Knights with a fuming face, then woke
up Tierry who was sleeping on his stomach in the office and
began to harass him.
“Isidor, why can’t you believe me? I really have no
appointments on the weekend!”
Tierry raised his voice with an unfair face.
“Really?”
“Yes. I swear by the honor of the knight.”
“Do you even have the honor of the knight on you?”
“You are too much. Must I really walk on the important path
of a man so that you feel relieved?”
“…..For now, I get it.”
“What do you mean for now? It’s the truth!”
Isidor walked out of the barrack of the White Knights and left
the jumping Tierry behind.
‘If it’s not Tierry, then what kind of jerk is he?’
Isisdor couldn’t guess it at all so he frowned slightly.
In the end, he couldnt find out who Deborah had an
appointment with just by the information of Deborah in his
hands. Then, Saturday afternoon arrived.
Cookie tapped its tail in displeasure as he watched Isidor
going in and out of the Blanchia office with an anxious look.
'What should I do?’
Isidor was immersed in his thoughts, then called the vice head
of the guild in the end.
"Master. What is the problem?”
“Bring forward the informants that I cherish.”
Since the incident in the subspace, the Knight Escort of
Deborah was strengthened than before. So he was thinking of
releasing informants who concealed their presence well and
are fast-paced.
She has an appearance that stood out, so they might find her
right away.
He doesn’t know who’s exactly the person she had an
appointment with, but the place they’ll probably meet would
be either the Yones or Khorun district.
‘Honestly, it’s a dirty trick but……’
When he asked Deborah, she had an air of wanting to hide
who’s the person she’s meeting with. So it’s inevitable that he
was more bothered about the person she’s meeting with.
'Maybe, he could be a dangerous person.’
Even though Deborah is talented, she seemed to be slow-
witted.
‘She doesn’t even know that she’s being so oblivious.’
When Isidor was justifying his plan of tailing her, a bell rang
in the office telling the informant had arrived.
"Come in.”
As soon as the Master gave the order, a creaking sound was
heard and the huge arched door opened.
He looked through the documents with an expressionless face
like a unique doll, then looked front ahead.
“…..!”
Then, Master’s pale face cracked.
In time, a crack appeared on the master’s white, inorganic-like
face.
It was because there was an unexpected person standing in
front of him, not the informant he called for.
“Hello.”
Deborah narrowed the distance slowly while lowering her
hood.
“Are you surprised?”
”…….“
She curved her sharp eyes up slowly like a half moon.
“I guess there’s no information that you are the person I was
supposed to meet. Isidor.”
CHAPTER 121
“I guess there’s no information that you are the person that I
was supposed to meet. Isidor.”
Master’s mask that was as cold as ice shattered to pieces at
my words.
It was like seeing the rough crack on the ice just before it
breaks.
I knew for the first time that he could make such a humane
expression.
“Finally, I know. That the Master’s name is Isidor.”
My assumption was correct while looking at the restless Isidor
and I snatched the coin near his hand quickly.
The moment the Master flipped the gold coin that he always
threw confidently, I really thought that was the answer.
No matter how lucky I am, it was strange that only the head
came out everytime.
“The head and tail were the same coin from the beginning.”
“……”
“I did not know.”
The fact that both of them are the same person.
No one would ever imagine the Master is a high-ranking
nobleman.
Master always used polite honorifics to me and had cunning
tricks and tips under his sleeves while being well-versed in
business.
On the other hand, Isidor was an aristocratic man who was
more noble than anyone else.
Even their looks and voices were in contrast like the light and
darkness.
The gap was so huge that I never made an assumption that the
two of them would be the same person.
‘I even assumed that the Master might be Isidor’s aide or
vassal.’
When Philaf suddenly sent a marriage proposal, I felt out of
place when he enthusiastically offered to give Philaf’s
weakness for free.
It was only a guess and I couldn’t figure it out at all.
However, it was the day I saw the play that I was able to see
the relationship between Isidor and Master from a completely
different angle.
I suddenly had that thought.
Even if you change your appearance and alter your voice, you
might not be able to hide that person’s atmosphere, faint scent
and the feeling of his uniqueness.
The night after the play ended, I felt like I had seen a familiar
shadow over Isidor’s shoulder under the bluish moonlight.
It might be because of his hand moving restlessly and even
the way he speaks. I also can’t figure out why.
Still, if I point out the reason why I thought the Master’s
shadow was Isidor…..
It might also be because my feelings have changed.
After coming out of that strange subspace, it was definite that
I became more conscious of Isidor than before.
I observed him unintentionally while following his actions
and gestures.
Besides, I could clearly feel the similarity in his voice and the
emotions when he looked at me more than before.
‘Maybe Isidor could have revealed himself to me
defenselessly.’
Was it because of the déjà vu that suddenly passed my neck?
When I looked at Isidor who asked my opinion about the
Grand Duke that has many secrets, I suddenly remembered his
words on the day I was drunk.
“The stronger the light, the darker the shadow. ”
Isidor’s meaningful words that he told me when I said he was
so perfect that it’s suspicious.
“Is there such a perfect person in this world? Either you hide
your flaws, or you pretend to be tough.”
Does he have a shadow that he can’t tell me?
That’s why I suddenly had the thought that he may want to
know my reaction after showing me that kind of play.
‘Also, when he said about having a lot of secrets, no
way……’
When I criticized the Grand Duke openly, I tossed around all
night while recalling Isidor’s bad complexion that became
noticeable.
‘I never assumed that person A could be person B like that
play.’
Master and Isidor had completely different voices and
atmospheres…..
However, my intention was saying that it’s correct for some
reason.
Honestly speaking, if he was the Master, the reason why
Isidor, who never appeared in the novel, suddenly appeared in
front of me, was also explained reasonably.
Not long after I started to doubt him, Isidor sent me a letter
with a romantic poem through Muffin.
Also, it was inevitable that I felt embarrassed while reading
the poem he quoted.
[In the middle of winter, a swan left a ripple on the ruined
grassland with no trees and plants in sight.
The dark land covered in darkness became a deep lake drawn
as a circle.
It was a song for you who flew away.
…..(cont.)]
It might have seemed like a poem about realization of love at
first glance, but the last line was too outright.
[The swan returns while spreading its wings over the cold
winter lake.]
‘This, it’s very similar to the spell I have to memorize if I lose
the space magic pouch.’
It was so corny that I was determined not to say it with my
own mouth.
Besides, the Master always used a swan-shaped stamp on the
black seal when writing a contract with me.
'The dark land from the poem. Swan. It fits too much for a
coincidence.’
Muffin. Cookie.
On the other hand, I started to be bothered that both of the
pets’ names were the names of desserts.
“I am seeing you because I wanted to see your face…..Our
relationship is just as it is.”
‘Just as it is. Master’s favorite words……’
In addition, I narrowed my eyes unintentionally to the faint
voice only when he pronounced ‘just as it is’.
When I changed my perspective, I started to see that all of
Isidor’s actions were full of conflict and endless hesitation.
‘The decisive moment was in front of the fountain.’
When making a wish in front of the Fountain of Goddess,
Isidor whispered those words in my ears.
It was a tense voice as if the strings were pulled tightly.
“I’ll tell you at 99 gold because it’s you.”
10 gold, 100 gold. A word play that use human psychology in
perceiving the slightly smaller amount is cheaper instead of
the amount that fits just right
It was a joke that Master and I often said.
Even the peculiar gesture of flipping the coin is the same, so I
am convinced that he is the Master as I saw Isidor who
couldn’t utter a single thing with a frozen expression all the
time.
'Of course, if I didn’t change my perspective… If my feelings
hadn’t changed, I might not be able to see the other side of the
coin.’
“Deborah.”
As I reminisced about the past few days, I suddenly came to
my senses as he called me.
Master, who was in tense the whole time from the moment I
appeared, stood up from his seat.
He did not take a single step across the large office table and I
flinched in surprise unknowingly as I saw him moving.
My mind knew that Master is Isidor, but I couldn’t get used to
it when I actually faced him.
“I’m sorry.”
Master suddenly knelt at my feet and I almost stood up from
the chair unintentionally.
“I kept thinking. In order to build the bond that you said
before, you need to know who I am.”
“……”
“But on the other hand, I kept thinking that it’s better if you
didn’t know until the end. Because you will be disappointed
in me.”
“…..You gave me a lot of hints even if you said that. Can’t
you predict that I might find out soon?”
Of course, I can’t say that I’m quick-witted
“Even if I made up my mind, I couldn’t predict it.”
“…….”
“Your thoughts and feelings.”
“…….”
I looked down at him waiting silently for me to take action.
Then, I got off the chair and made eye contact with him.
“The prayer that you made in front of the statue.”
“Yeah.”
“What was it about?”
“It’s obvious.”
“That obvious wish, I can grant it for you right?”
“… Yes.“
“Then, you shouldn’t have begged the goddess but tell me
instead?”
Master blinked his eyes slowly and opened his mouth.
“Even after knowing my secret, I wish that you would forgive
me like the female protagonist of that play.”
“I can’t forgive you.”
“……..”
A feeling of despair casted upon his doll-like eyes as if it was
a reflection of myself, enough to send a chill.
“Because I am not angry and didn’t feel betrayed.”
“Are you so disappointed that you don’t feel any emotions?”
"No.”
I can understand him.
Just like the female protagonist in the play, I can’t forgive him
because I am not the perfect person.
“The fact that you have many secrets…. Eventually, there
must be darkness that you want to hide?”
“…….”
“It might be the past like Grand Duke in the play or
sometimes your true nature.”
In my case, I hide my timid nature in my cold appearance.
I’m tired of living under someone’s control, so I practiced
Deborah’s cold and overbearing expression deliberately and
acted haughty with a cocky tone.
'I’m probably the only one who thinks living like this is
comfortable.’
I smiled bitterly.
“There is no one who doesn’t have any secrets. Even the full
moon that is not covered by the shadows, you can’t see the
other side of it.”
It might not be easy for me to tell all of my stories.
‘Even more by the fact than I am possessed.’
Master’s moist eyes that’s facing me were shaking.
Even though I can understand him easily, I felt strange that I
found him quite difficult all this time.
CHAPTER 122
When I came to Blanchia for the first time while feeling on
edge, the Master that I came across was obviously like an
empty lifeless doll. Frightening emptiness lingered on his
glassy eyes.
However, he was showing an emotion of what’s done cannot
be undone while supressessing something that was
overflowing at the same time.
So I caress his cold face slowly without even knowing.
My fingertips were wet quite slightly. His pale cheeks on my
palms felt so hot.
“….I’m just saying that I think I can understand you.”
It was not even a great saying but it made his eyes wet with
tears.
Perhaps, I felt less betrayed because I didn’t have faith in him
entirely unlike the female protagonist in the play.
“It’s enough.”
His voice trembled slightly.
“……”
“It’s overwhelming. It’s hard to handle. To an extent that it is
too much.”
He concluded with a shaky hoarse voice.
Master held my hand on his cheeks and looked me in the eyes
with his teary eyes.
I felt his breath full of tension through my palms.
“…..”
The sight of a man trying to cling onto my temperature made
me feel as if I was soothing a large beast.
My mind knew it but I couldn’t get used to the fact that it was
the same person, so I even felt strange at the sight of the
emotional Master.
“Since it was certain, you were kind of like Isidor…..”
“…….”
“When you were Isidor, you felt like the Master for a very
slight moment.”
He spoke softly at my little mumble.
“You broke the clear boundaries that I had set up, very easily
and in one breath.”
His words made it sound like he used to be under strict
separation between the two characters of Master and Isidor
except when he was with me.
“…Besides, all of my poor expectations went awry.”
“……..”
“Even today……..”
His masculine neck shook several times.
“I’ve been like that since the first time I met you. It was the
biggest change in my life.”
He added quietly that he couldn’t take his eyes off me and
kept lingering around me.
“I kept making an exception only towards you, Deborah.”
“……”
“So I’m not sure if I even thought that I could hide it from you
in the first place.”
“…….”
“If you ask me to kneel, I will kneel and if you ask me to beg,
I will beg….. I also thought of several excuses but instead it
made me crazier.”
“…..”
“My leash is already being held by you.”
He slid down my palm that was on his cheeks and brought it
to his long and firm neckline.
My palm touched his frail neck, then he let go of my hand
slowly as if returning the released leash.
“Master. I don’t want a one-sided relationship where one side
is being dragged……”
I said while squeezing his hand several times that was heated
by his skin.
“You said that we should get to know each other, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I also want to know more about you. I want to know what is
that bond you are talking about…….”
“Maybe that bond will build gradually by having a delicious
meal with each other, keeping in contact and sharing our
experiences…..”
It’s not easy to build a connection with a person with secrets.
Since it’s difficult to even express your feelings honestly.
Maybe that’s also why I’m not sure if we can understand each
other better.
I did not met Isidor’s eyes for a long time.
“Deborah.”
"Yeah.”
“Saying that you hate a one-sided relationship….. Can I
interpret it as I like?”
He asked in a slight cautious voice.
“How did you interpret it?”
“You are giving me a chance to make up for it.”
“…….”
“Can you give me time to build trust in the future, just for a
few days?”
He asked carefully just like asking to be my escort for the
Spring Flower Ball while paying close attention to my
expression.
“…..”
I answered late deliberately then pushed out my hand while
narrowing my eyes.
His big hand flinched as if surprised.
“Let’s decide with this.”
It was because of the defective coin that I took out which
Master always flipped it confidently in front of me.
“If the head of this coin comes out, I will think seriously
about going to the opera that you said before.”
***
Although it was certain, as soon as the head came out, the
Master gave me the defective coin as a present.
“If you do anything, you will succeed. You are also more
skilled in business than me.”
He gave me a rare item so I don’t have any reason to refuse it.
In fact, I liked this defective coin where only the head comes
out as the meaning of luck.
It was because the money kept rolling in front of me every
time the Master showed me the head of the coin confidently
even if I forgot that I was being deceived.
‘By the way, was it simply because Isidor is running a secret
organization where he lives his life as two people?’
What is also the reason the only lord of Visconti even runs
such an organization?
Strangely, his identity was revealed, but the question of
Isidor’s character grew even more.
“Ack!”
I threw the coin up high carelessly as I couldn’t control my
strength, then caught it with both of my hands in a hurry. I
turned my head at the knocking sound of the window.
There was a bunch of white bouvardia along with a letter that
was sent by Isidor through Muffin.
‘Since this is a rare species, I have to dry it well.’
Enrique came to find me while I was taking out the letter from
its ankle and untied the thread.
“Sister!”
The child who was running towards me found Muffin on the
desk as it was pecking a piece of a cookie in earnest.
“Where did this white bird come from?”
Enrique’s big eyes sparkled.
“It was sent by the person I’m flirting with… no by a close
friend of mine. Its name is Muffin, and isn’t it cute, Enrique?”
“Close friend?”
“He’s the lord of the Visconti family. He’s also famous so you
must know him?”
“….Lord?”
Enrique’s expression became serious all of a sudden. The
child spoke while frowning slightly.
“Sister. Is Lord Visconti taller than me?”
“He’s really tall.”
“He’s taller than father?”
"Height-wise? He seems taller than father.”
Isidor is a little taller, but the Duke Seymour is around 180
centimeters tall. Genetically speaking, the Seymour men had a
very good physique.
“Ouhh……..”
Enrique, who had a sullen expression suddenly, drank the
milk and stood up from his seat while saying that he wanted to
sleep early out of the blue. The child’s eyes were narrowed.
“Enrique, you are going to bed already? You already came
here so play with me.”
Enrique muttered quietly, as if he didnt hear me at all, and
stared at Muffin like a cat aiming for its prey.
“If I use the fire arrow magic……”
"Huh? You should not harm the bird. Enrique.”
“I was only trying to burn the letters tied to its ankle. I won’t
harm the bird. I’m not a bad person. Sister.”
“My Enrique’s magic skills must be amazing? As expected,
my younger brother is a genius.”
No, this, it’s not it.
“If you burn the letter… Ah… No.”
“I see.”
I grabbed my chest as I saw Enrique’s ears that seemed to be
drooping.
“Should we read a book, Enrique? Or how about a card game?
I’ll teach you how to play poker today.”
I comforted Enrique who had a pouty face, then sat him on
my lap and opened a fairy tale book.
Enrique looked up at me while swaying his legs with a
slightly softened face.
‘I’m going crazy because he’s so cute.’
Enrique, who was listening to me telling the story, mumbled
slightly out of the blue at the last scene of the marriage
between the prince and princess.
“I don’t like the Lord.”
“Yep. Okay.”
Because Enrique was cuter, I abandoned the weak loyalty to
Isidor quickly.
***
The next day, I went to the academy and narrowed my eyes.
"Hello. Deborah.”
“….Brother Rosad?”
It was because I never expected for Rosad Seymour to appear
at the Academy to listen to my lectures.
“Oh my, it’s Sir Rosad!”
“He’s much more dashing than the rumors. No wonder the
young ladies would snoop around the tower just to see him.”
“Sir Rosad is a true role model for battle magicians.”
As soon as the graduate Rosad appeared, a huge ruckus broke
out around the Faculty of Magic.
Rosad also had become the most wanted and sought-after
person in the capital these days.
It was because the Crown Prince’s power and the battle
magicians of the Tower were driving the public opinion of
himas the hero.
I even heard that Rosad’s achievements were adapted to air in
the theater.
The characteristics of Seymour were gorgeous appearance,
strong physique and even excellent speech manner.
He was a person who was labelled as a celebrity.
‘Wait, wasn’t it the role Mia Binoche played as
originally…….’
In my memory, the female protagonist of the novel played a
big role before and after the Birth of The Goddess Festival.
‘What exactly is Mia Binoche doing these days?’
I can’t believe you let the dark-hearted Rosad became the
righteous hero.
I looked at him, who suddenly appeared, while being in
wonder.
“Brother. You are very popular.”
At first glance, even the students who did not look like the
students of the Faculty of Magic also gathered around.
"Thanks to you.”
“But you really came to listen to my lecture, right? If you
have any other purpose, tell me now.”
“I don’t have time to study the theory in detail during the war.
Honestly, I’m interested in the formula that you added
recently too, and we are also having lunch together today.”
“Hmm.”
“I also came to answer your prayer at the same time. Since
you like receiving attention.”
Rosad curled up thin lips slyly.
CHAPTER 123

Deborah is a person full of flaunts just like Rosad said but, but
I am scared of attention……
“It’s not a very attractive offer.”
Rosad frowned slightly while feeling embarrassed with his
confident self.
“Well, this much won’t even make a difference in your eyes.
Since your taste and expectations would increase as you are
paired up with Lord Visconti.”
“Huh?”
“After the lecture ends, let’s go shopping in the downtown
area of the Yones district right away. What do you think?”
“…..Are you paying for it?”
I asked in a doubt.
“How much would you buy for you to ask that question? Or
are you being sarcastic of my change in attitude?”
He mumbled with a confused look.
“Let’s see until you feel satisfied.”
At the same time, his tendency to spend money without
discretion like a high-ranking nobleman revealed slightly.
“I thought shopping was a better offer than before but, I have
an appointment so I can’t go.”
“With who?”
“Isidor.”
‘Strictly speaking, it’s more like seeing Master.’
My condition was not very good for a few days after being
swept away by the mana wave due to the pressure of the
ancient artifact.
‘I’m still troubled by that dream.’
Thanks to that, I had a lot of work piled up while resting at
home and I had to settle all the delayed work at Blanchia.
“You must be receiving the envy of the ladies in the social
world too much.”
Rosad was astonished.
“You already have an appointment so it’s better to go
shopping next time. It will be much more interesting to get
closer to me than Belreck who’s only stuck at the Tower.”
As soon as Belreck name came out, I notice quickly why
Rosad was pretending to be close.
I really have no intention of handing over the patent right to
slave No. 2, but it seems like he made a hasty conclusion and
took precautions in advance.
Seeing the cocky Road to approach this much also meant that
the formulas were pretty useful to him.
‘If he did something that I don’t like, I could threaten him to
get rid of his monthly payment.’
As I looked at his face full of meaning, Rosad rubbed his
sharp chin.
“Is there something on my face?”
“No. By the way, did you find the mastermind behind the
barbarian you caught last time?”
I turned the subject and he replied steadily.
“He did not endure the punishment as well as I thought, so he
died quickly.”
“…..Is it difficult to catch the mastermind even though it
happened within the territory?”
“The black magicians are like a rat hiding in the dark.
Concealing the traces of the beast is also high-level.”
Black magic that summons the beast has been strictly
forbidden since the early days of the empire because the souls
of the magicians are secured by demons.
Even though you will be burnt at the stake after discovering
that you signed the contract with the devil, there was no sign
of the practice disappearing because the people’s desire to go
against the law of nature is constantly urged.
What makes it even more frightening is that no one knows the
scale when involving the beast.
Black magicians always hid into the shadows.
As they were oppressed for a long time, they might have
developed more tricks while running away from the imperial
army.
“….Something is happening under the water. Although it’s
still the ripples.”
Rosad said something that sounded ominous with a cold
expression.
I remembered Isidor saying that no matter how much you
struggle under the water, you won’t make a sound.
'It means that what you see isn’t everything.’
I dwelled over the words of under the water, then I brought
the lecture materials and went up to the platform.
'By the way, he’s really popular.’
The lecture room was full of people due to Rosad
participation in the class.
There seemed to be more people enjoying looking at Rosad’s
face than listening to the class.
Unexpectedly, Rosad was only pretending to listen to the
lecture diligently despite his high interest in the lecture.
He seemed to be sincere when he said he would cheer me up.
Regardless of the circumstances, others would think that Duke
Seymour and even the eldest son acknowledged and cherished
me.
“But why do you keep following me? I have an appointment
later.”
When the class was over, I felt Rosad’s tiresome gaze.
“Honestly I admired you. You explained it easily. I was
wondering why you suddenly became the top of the Academy
but you have this kind of talent.”
“Because I already gave lectures around here several times.”
“When I heard about it in the faraway east, I was in doubt
whether it was your thesis. But now I have to upgrade my
evaluation of you.”
“I just downgrade my evaluation of you.”
It was just as much as dust but my evaluation of Belreck had
upgraded.
"What?”
“What do you mean ‘What’? My brother keeps evaluating me,
so I just did the same evaluation of you.”
Rosad laughed while smirking.
I suddenly remembered the plot of the novel while I saw him
having fun as if he’s far from feeling offended.
He’s the little devil that becomes more interested when the
other person is not easy to deal with.
'Isn’t it only applicable to the female protagonist?’
“What part of Belreck is better than me? That jerk has no wit.
Isn’t the ruby I gave you much better than that unsophisticated
artifact?”
“The more jewels, the better, but attack artifacts are rare.”
Belreck also put sincerity.
“I didn’t know you would give more points to the rare one. I
have to try harder.”
‘You don’t really need to try hard.’
When I was feeling goosebumps at the fake affection he
showed, I saw Isidor in the distance just in time.
“It’s been a long time. Sir Isidor.”
Rosad spoke to Isidor out of the blue.
“I heard much about your achievement these days, Sir
Rosad.”
“I’ve only been staying in the southern territory all this time,
so you must have secured your place in the capital?”
“Because it’s time for me to be active in the capital society.”
They were just exchanging greetings while beating around the
bush.
It’s not even one but two handsome guys who were
considered the best in the capital. I only felt at loss as it felt
like I was receiving more attention than at the ball because I
was standing right in between them.
‘I think my fear of attention will also come to an end.’
In the midst of that, Rosad said something weird out of
nowhere.
“Sir Isidor. I hope you match the timing well in the future. Or
maybe out of a little bit of prudentness. I also have a lot to see
with my sister.”
“I have nothing to see with you.”
Rosad whispered something at me.
“Deborah, at times like this you just need to stay still.”
“No, why…….”
“It’s time for you to focus on your studies and thesis like our
father said. I keep feeling sorry for you.”
Rosad narrowed his eyes slightly. He tapped my shoulder
lightly and moved away slowly.
“Deborah.”
Isidor suddenly called me in a gloomy voice.
“Why?”
“Do you have any other close relatives?”
“No. I haven’t been very close with my relatives since
before.”
He sighed briefly.
“But why did you ask that?”
“I’m just trying to figure out who, although it’s only a few of
them. But that doesn’t mean there’s a better idea.”
He said something outside of the box.
We walked towards Armnad while he looked complicated
somewhere.
“I was thinking of going to Blanchia anyway, so you didn’t
have to come to meet me.”
“I want to see more of your face, even a little bit.”
“Are you always like that….. Nevermind.”
Isidor must be a person far from being honest but somehow,
he made me feel butterflies by the way he only talked
straightforwardly to me.
Before going to Blanchia through Armand’s back door, Isidor
took out a robe from the magic space pouch and put it on.
As the bracelet was put on his wrist, his face that was revealed
under his hood began to change. It was the face of the Master
that I knew.
“Is that an ancient artifact?”
"Yes. I heard that the dragon used this thing when he came
out to play.”
“So there are times when the doll-like face also looks
unnatural. I think your voice also sounds hoarse.”
“Should I stop using the transformation artifact in front of
you?”
As soon as we entered the office, he asked while taking off
the bracelet.
“……..”
I began to have a useless worry out of the blue whether it’s
better to work while facing the handsome face for the sake of
my well-being or face the doll-like face for the sake of my
efficiency.
“Well, I don’t need any reason to change my appearance
anymore.”
Isidor looked over the documents while smiling as sly as a
fox.
The dim light of the candlestick danced over the well-featured
face so he looked like an oil paint that was well-painted in
front of my eyes.
‘Why am I still not used to that face?’
He made a wish desperately with that face, so how can I not
grant it?
“Deborah. This is the document you need to confirm this
time.”
He called me in a stiff voice as if he was already in working
mode. Then, he explained the sale progress of each menu
while showing me the sale statement.
‘I feel like I’m the only one being swayed.’
His dashing face took my attention effortlessly and then I
turned my eyes to the statement full of numbers.
“The coffee was sold much more compared to last month.”
The menu was added from cafe mocha to espresso and the
coffee sales increased significantly compared to last month
due to the grapevine.
“It’s because of the regulars. It seems like the magicians of
the Tower realized the effect of the coffee and drank it
constantly.”
It was worth it when deciding the location of the first store at
the East Gate purposely.
“The 2nd store is flourishing in conjunction with the Birth of
the Goddess Festival being held next month, so we must make
sure that it is constantly in the people’s mind by keeping this
momentum.”
It sounded like killing two birds with one stone.
“The time has come to use the objects that Belreck built.”
Belreck claimed it was a magic tool that sprayed poison gas
secretly from the heated poison liquid, but actually it was a
cotton candy machine that used centrifugal force.
CHAPTER 124

Someone said cotton candy is the most beautiful thing a

person can make from sugar.
Since there’s a lot of angel statues around the Fountain of the
Goddess, you will naturally be reminded of the white clouds
above heaven while looking at the cotton candy.
‘It’s a menu that goes well with the Birth of The Goddess
Festival.’
“It would be nice if I could make pink sugars that resemble
the hair of the Goddess Nayla.”
Because the people of the empire that saw the visible clouds
during the pink sunsets will associate it with the goddess.
Isidor flew the teacup and dessert in the air while I was
talking.
“Pink sugar. It can be made with alchemy.”
When I asked him about the law of patent the other day, it
turned out that he said he did patent the things he made with
alchemy.
“You seem to know everything even in alchemy.”
Master of an information guild, Magic Swordsman and even
an alchemist.
'Who the hell are you?’
Isidor talked while putting two tablespoons of sugar in the
teacup.
“There’s a few that have deep knowledge of alchemy among
the families that serve Duke Visconti. That family has been
investing in alchemy for a long time.”
Alchemy’s ultimate purpose is turning metal into gold.
A thought suddenly passed if maybe the Visconti of Gold also
meant that way.
“Should I also make light blue sugar while we are at it?”
“Yup.”
As I nodded cold-headedly, Isidor laughed with flushed
cheeks.
“You look like you’re in a really good mood today.”
“Meeting you today made me in a much better mood than
something good happening.”
I almost spat out the tea in my mouth at his straightforward
reply that came instantly.
'When we came out of the subspace, I forgot that Isidor left
behind his words filtering.’
He pushed the madeleines cake to me.
“Oh also, I think you are so awesome when you are engrossed
in work.”
“Master. How about wearing the bracelet again? I think it’s
better to keep our private and public life separate…..”
Isidor tilted his head to my words.
“It’s fine if I don’t talk but I can’t control my expression as I
like. Isn’t it better to see my handsome side rather than that?”
He did not say something wrong but I was dumbfounded that
he said something like that with his own mouth without a
single change in his expression.
Come to think of it, Isidor also introduced himself as the jack
of all trades that’s perfect in every aspect and had a ridiculous
amount of brazenness.
'But I’m upset that it’s strangely hard to refute.’
It’s true that he’s a very capable man but that’s not what’s
important.
I’m the same for asking him to investigate himself.
'Argh!’
I made up my mind to do a background check on him but it
turns out that both of them are the same person.
I focused on his identity only, then began to remember the
useless work I had been doing with the Master in front of me.
“Deborah. I think your ears suddenly turned red.”
“Hey, you swindler!”
I kicked his leg as the shame was rising up and Isidor groaned
as if he was beaten properly.
"Are you angry?”
He asked with a flustered face.
I looked at him with fierce eyes, then stood up suddenly.
“I’m sorry for making you mad. Don’t go back all of a
sudden, instead, let’s sit down first and have a talk.”
I mumbled gloomily while staring at him.
“….I trust Master and entrusted the investigation to him, but
there is a reason why the investigation result on Isidor was so
biased. I was deceived blindly.”
Since it was his self-introduction letter, it was inevitable for it
to be filled with selfishness.
“At that time…I revised the data a lot of times because I
wanted to look good in your eyes who was on guard with me.
I still tried to write it objectively, but I guess my selfishness
also went in.”
Isidor looked at me sorrowfully with teary emerald eyes.
‘Aren’t you making that sad expression deliberately?’
You must have thought that I would fall for the obvious honey
trap. Fine, you know me too well.
But if I just let it slide, I might look like a pushover, so I tried
hard to turn my head.
“Anyway, I have to think again in depth about going to the
opera together. It’s the price for being mean.”
After leaving Isidor who insisted on taking me home while
lingering around like a dog, I returned home from Armand.
‘He also calculated everything from getting the moral book of
a wise man of Seymour at the auction to giving it to me.’
It was a realization I noticed later on.
‘I really built a huge wall around Isidor in the beginning.’
Those days were when I was a real coward and Isidor wasn’t a
character in the novel, so it was inevitable that I was cautious
of him.
I received help as a result. However, the dark history I got in
the process kept coming in my mind, so I hit my pillow hard.
***
“It really looks like a cloud.”
“This store often releases new menus.”
Armand was promoting a new dessert menu along with the
phrase ‘Clouds are originally sweet’.
It attracted more attention as the white cotton candy in
between the pink cotton candy reminded the people of the
Goddess’ hair colour.
There were also many children who could hardly leave the
area because the sight of the magic tool making white fluffy
thread-like things while spinning around was also unique.
“We also have decided to give the children cotton candy
during the event period just like the Goddess who is full of
virtue especially to the children.”
An employee, who was the excellent employee of the 1st store
and then became the manager of the 2nd store, was promoting
the event while distributing cotton candy actively.
The children went around holding the cotton candy they got
for free while arousing curiosity and people swarmed to
Armand through the grapevine.
The shape also catches the eyes and it has a unique texture
that melts right in your mouth, so the customer can’t stop even
when it’s reaching the deadline.
“There are too many people.”
“The next day will come if we wait like this.”
“The same menu is also sold in the West Gate. The first store
is located there.”
As the new menu sells well, it was even promoted at the East
Gate that has a relatively small population compared to the
West Gate.
'It’s just the second day, but the reaction is quick.’
I think it was definitely a good decision for making cotton
candy on the event’s menu for the newly opened store.
I watched the situation outside unfold from the second floor of
the opposite building, then went back home.
Now, Muffin has even settled down on the table in my room.
Isidor sent letters with flowers over three times through
Muffin while thinking that I am still mad at him.
The letters were written in earnest as it filled up the whole
paper, but to sum it up, there’s nothing to see.
He wrote that he will try hard to build trust in the future and
promise loyalty.
“Muffin. You must have suffered a lot from meeting the
wrong owner.”
I gently caressed the little head of Muffin that was pecking on
the cookies, then picked up another letter on the table.
It was a letter from the imperial judiciary.
It was written related to the income of the patent this month,
but I doubted my eyes for a moment.
'Huh?’
There was another zero than usual.
***
“Another order came in again?”
When Deborah offered to cover the amount he lost from
investing in silver mines, he thought that she was only talking
big.
'What the hell is this situation?’
Belreck was on the verge of rolling in money recently.
It was because the massager that he made to look good in
father’s eyes, was selling well.
The starting point of the incident was that Duke Seymour
went around mentioning the massager in order to brag about
his children’s filial piety.
The heads of family who were very envious when looking at
the proud Duke Seymour, went around asking their children
what they were doing with a very blatant awkwardness.
Thanks to that, the massager has been established as the filial
piety item among high-ranking nobles.
The children of high-ranking nobles kept ordering the
massager in order to avoid their parents’ comparison and
nagging.
If it was in the past, he would have felt inferior to his twin
brother who became a war hero, but he doesn’t even have
time to waste on those feelings these days.
'But putting aside the messenger, why did the 5 pieces of
military weapons were sold?
Belreck, who was puzzled for a moment, removed his
question quickly. Because he doesn’t have the time to pay
attention to trivial matters in order to meet the immediate
demands flooding in.
***
Isidor, who gazed blankly at the white clouds floating in the
sky with his chin by the window, stood up when he saw
Muffin.
[Opera, what time is it?]
As soon as he saw the letter the bird had brought after two
days, he clenched his fist lightly while swallowing his cheers.
‘Can we finally have a date that is like a real date?’
It was inevitable that he was on cloud nine.
He seemed to undergo puberty late.
‘As expected, she’s so sweet.’
He also liked that only he knew the side of her sweetness and
attentiveness.
Isidor prepared to go out, while remembering Deborah’s red
eyes full of hints of gentleness.
“Isidor.”
He arrived at the opera theatre while showing off his
outstanding fashion sense to his heart’s content and came to a
halt for a moment.
It was because of the cute child that was holding onto
Deborah’s hand tightly like a cat.
“That…… My younger brother also said he wants to watch
the opera today. It happened to be the weekend.”
“…….”
‘Why do I feel like this child is glaring at me?’
“I told you I wanted to introduce him to you last time, right?
His name is Enrique.”
CHAPTER 125

Isidor made eye contact with the child for a moment and then
bent his knees to greet him.
“Hello. I am Isidor. The Lord from the Visconti family.”
“I am Enrique Seymour.”
Enrique, who made a brusque greeting as if strictly drawing a
line, squeezed Deborah’s hand tighter with his eyes full of
caution.
“Nice to meet you, Enrique.”
Out of the blue, Enrique pouted sharply like a chick while
looking at the man who looked like he was sprinkled with
gold dust.
“…….”
Even though Isidor’s heart wasn’t ready, he practiced
beforehand when meeting her family members. He wet his dry
lips while feeling at loss.
“I guess Enrique is very nervous.”
Deborah, whose hand was wrapped around Enrique,
interpreted Enrique’s cold shoulder according to her standards
and caressed his hair.
Enrique looked up at Deborah with an expression like an
innocent puppy, as if he had not glared sharply at Isidor
before.
“It’s the first time I saw my sister’s acquaintance. And I’m
unfamiliar with people I’ve met for the first time…”
"I see.”
Isidor, who was degraded as an acquaintance heartlessly, had
no choice but to feel mixed feelings when he saw the child
looking at Deborah with a kind face as innocent as a lamb.
“Kind… No, you don’t have to push yourself too hard
because he’s a handsome brother. Enrique.”
Deborah swung lightly the hand that she was holding with the
child while smiling softly.
‘She’s so pretty even in the midst of this.’
Isidor’s gaze was stolen away by her caring expression for a
while, then he flinched at the child’s prickling gaze and his
fingertips trembled.
‘As expected he hates me, right?’
“I’m excited to watch the opera with my sister for the first
time.”
Enrique said while opening wide his once pointed eyes.
“Really? I also feel the same.”
Deborah looked at Isidor as if seeking approval while trying
hard to hold back her huge smile.
“Isidor. My little brother is so smart and special right?”
"Yes. He’s a really cute little brother.”
Enrique was cute enough to remind him of a grey kitten. He
looked even cuter as his eyes had a hint of resemblance to
Deborah.
Suddenly, the child spoke with an enraged face.
“I’m not cute. I will grow taller.”
"That’s … right. Enrique is very awesome.”
Deborah added hastily.
‘He seems to really hate hearing that he’s cute.’
The child’s expression scrunched up even more than before,
as if wrinkles may appear between his eyebrows, so Isidor felt
hopeless once again.
“……”
After that, Enrique naturally took a seat in between Deborah
and Isidor inside the theatre.
‘I never expected this situation would arise.’
He thought that Enrique would at least sit next to Deborah.
The cute child was only sitting in the middle but he felt like a
huge wall was put up in between him and Deborah.
They haven’t decided to date officially yet, but Isidor already
received a lot of hatred from the direct family line of
Seymour.
For example, the tea that he sent to Duke Seymour, which was
even more expensive than gold dust, was returned exactly as it
was. As if Duke Seymour wanted to cut him off completely.
'Something is going wrong.’
Isidor thought while fixing his gaze in front of the stage
awkwardly.
***
“Sister. The opera was really fun. And I really liked the organ
accompaniment.”
Enrique’s eyes sparkled brightly while holding Deborah’s
hand tightly.
Although the villain that he needs to defeat is next to him, he
couldn’t help but feel excited to play outside with his sister.
“Let’s come again later. Sister!”
"Sure. Let’s come to see it often.”
Deborah smiled sweetly while squinting her eyes.
‘I can’t believe he can hang out with her easily. And
often…..’
Isidor was feeling envious of her little brother now.
The excited Enrique was chatting about the opera with
Deborah, then asked to stop by the gift shop in front of the
theatre.
Isidor walked towards the toy store while Deborah was
looking over the bookshelf with the original novel of the
opera.
‘Since he’s still a child, he must like toys?’
He chose the most sophisticated looking carriage toy there in
ease and approached Enrique.
“Enrique. It’s a gift for you because I’m glad to meet you.
Let’s meet again later.”
Isidor gave the gift with a smile that looked as friendly as
possible, but Enrique refused firmly.
“Father told me not to accept any gift from someone I don’t
know because it’s dangerous.”
It was a resolute look that this shallow trick would never
work.
‘As expected, this child is no match.’
“Also, my father said that my sister will only focus on
studying for the time being.”
Isidor had a vague feeling that the Duke Seymour might be
behind this also.
“Because Deborah balances her work and leisure time well,
you don’t have to worry about that. Enrique.”
“Huh, anyway, not you!”
His father did not tell him about the next part, so Enrique
talked all over the place.
They approached Deborah, who was choosing a book, while
having the conversation.
Suddenly, both of their hands reached out to the purple
flower-shaped hair pin worn by the primadonna of the opera
The two hands accidentally touched, then they backed out
their hands.
'This one suits her the best.’
At that moment, they were on the same page.
"Sister!”
“Deborah.”
“Huh, yeah?”
“This.”
Deborah was flustered because both of them were holding the
same hair pin.
Then, Enrique whined and tried to put the flower pin on
Deborah’s hair with his short arms.
“This one!”
“As expected, I only have my cutie Enrique.”
Deborah was touched by the excessive cuteness that elated the
heart and hugged Enrique tightly without even thinking for a
second.
'I defeat the villain!’
Enrique directed his sparkling eyes in triumph, like a cat that
caught a fish, towards the man sprinkled in gold powder (?)
who had a dumbfounded expression.
***
“Isidor. Are you upset… No, you are not angry right?”
The day after watching the opera, I met Isidor at the
Academy’s frat house.
I was concerned if he might be upset because he didn’t send a
letter today which he used to send through Muffin every
morning.
“No way. I was looking forward to it all day and even went
out after deliberating on my perfume because you said that it’s
a date. There’s no way that I’m upset over a trivial reason
because you came with your little brother.”
‘As expected, he took it to his heart.’
I spoke while feeling awkward.
“Actually, I never once hung out with my little brother
anywhere properly because I’ve been so inconsiderate. That’s
why I couldn’t refuse him at all. I also wanted to introduce my
cute and smart little brother to you.”
“………”
“Although both of you couldn’t get close because Enrique is a
really shy person.”
I tilted my head as Isidor made an ambiguous expression
somewhere.
“What’s wrong?”
Then ,he lowered his head and laid his handkerchief on the
beach at the walkway.
Cold wind suddenly blew and the handkerchief was about to
blow away, but he fixed the handkerchief easily with magic.
“Sit here.”
“Ah, yup.”
He took off his coat and put it on my lap.
“Actually, I am not upset at all. If I was your little brother, I
would probably follow you also. Would I just only go along
with you? I would notice right away that the person is dark
inside and has a lot of schemes in mind. Then I would bite
him off.”
His eyes squinted as he smiled like a fox.
“I purposely did not send a letter this morning because I feel
like you would come to see me first. Because I want to see
you right away, just like today.”
He tucked my disheveled hair, that was caused by the wind,
behind my ear softly.
“You are secretly kind.”
I blinked in absurd feelings, then I cleared my throat once
because I felt like my ear that came in contact with his leather
glove was burning like fire.
“I’m, I’m not that kind.”
“It’s fine because you’re so kind to me. I also like it more
when you are blunt and cold to other people.”
“…….”
“Since Enrique is cute, I’ll make him an exception.”
“Right? Isn’t he so cute?”
“Yes. To the extent I feel a sense of crisis. I have to try harder
in the future.”
Isidor grinned, then stared at me as if he had something to say.
"Why?”
“Ah, do you have time tonight……”
Even before his words were over, there were rushing steps
heard in the distance.
'Who is it? A member of Epsilon?’
Since this walkway weren’t not often used by the members, I
was curious and flustered at the same time.
Because that person might think we are on a secret date for
certain.
‘In fact, there’s already rumors going around because we are
already going around together openly. It’s also true that we
are going on dates secretly.”
I guess there’s still rumors that I am threatening Isidor, but the
person who appeared in front of me was not a member of
Epsilon but Isidor’s vassal.
Although he’s a man with a vague impression, I remembered
him because I saw him passing by before.
“Miguel. What’s going on?”
Isidor asked with a blunt voice.
“Lord. There’s something happening.”
The vassal glanced at me.
I stood up because the atmosphere felt like I should give way
to them.
“I will contact you later.”
I nodded at his words and walked away quickly.
I was so worried as I read the serious mood that flowed from
the expression of his vassal.
'It’s not a big deal right?.’
Isidor is an unbelievable Munchkin, so he’ll handle it well.
I got into the carriage with an anxious feeling.
It didn’t take long to find out what had happened to Isidor as
he’s a really famous person.
CHAPTER 126

9. The sound underwater

“Ouch, it hurts.”
I returned home after meeting Isidor for a while, and I was so
absorbed in another thought throughout the evening that my
fingertips grazed the sharp end of the paper.
The cut is so deep that blood is pouring out of my fingertips.
Actually, I was restless because of the serious atmosphere
exuded by Isidor.
Because it would not be a normal incident if he, who is
usually easy-going, suddenly became so serious.
I treated my fingertips roughly with the handkerchief, then
laid on the bed while feeling disturbed.
It’s obvious that I would not be able to focus on anything with
these feelings.
‘It should not have been a big deal.’
I counted the roses and snakes embroidered on the fabric of
the white canopy while being in a daze for a very long time
and then fell asleep slowly.
And I had a strange dream of the desert once again.
The strange dream kept repeating after being swept away by
the mana waves of the ancient artifact.
I walked and walked inside the dream where the sandstorm
was blowing endlessly.
It was then.
The moment when I saw the partly wrecked marble building,
unknown information came into my mind.
This desert was originally a village.
However, the vitality of the land was exhausted quickly due to
the attack of the monsters and became a desert. The total
number of declining regions was increasing rapidly every day.
In the dream, I stood in the middle of the desert feeling
depressed and looked up to the endlessly scorching sun. Then,
I looked around as I felt thirsty.
Only sand was piled up inside the broken well.
‘It’s torturing.’
I had a soul blessed by God but just because I couldn’t drink a
sip of water for a few days, I was on the verge of exhaustion.
Eventually, I collapsed in the dream.
A man across the desert approached me while I was barely
breathing.
“I thought it was a corpse.”
I couldn’t see his face because of the strong backlight behind
his figure, but I could clearly see the water bottle hanging on
the man’s waist even in the midst of that.
“Water……..”
I barely managed to squeeze out my energy.
“Water? So what. ”
“I feel like I’m going to die right away out of thirst, so don’t
you have any thoughts of showing mercy to me?”
“There is not just one or two people dying here.”
“I know how to use divine power. I look miserable right now
but, the people there call people like me the saint……”
In the dream, I promoted myself desperately. Because I was
so desperate for water.
“You know that there aren’t just one or two people who claim
themselves as a saint? The repertoire is cliché.”
He walked away as if dealing with insignificant things and I
grabbed him by crawling.
“Don’t touch my body. How dare those dirty hands……”
Loathing the action, he shook off my hands roughly as if
brushing off an insect. He seemed to hate that other people
touched him.
“You will surely need my power when walking across the
desert.”
“Divine power? If you want to convince me, you should have
shown your creativity instead. I have never once got hurt
before.”
“Don’t be sure of everything. Because the monsters that
appear in this region are poisonous.”
The ground shook frightenedly as soon as I spoke.
“Speak of the devil and here it comes.”
The centipede shaped monster rose above the ground and
blew sandstorm in all directions. The grains of sand entered
my ears and mouth.
Even though it was a dream, the sensation of spitting out
sands sticking to the dry tongue was so vivid.
It was a severe thirst as if I was choking.
Eventually, as the yellow and golden sword, which was more
intense than the sun, passed, the dark slime of the monster
splashed into my face.
"Gasp!”
I suddenly woke up from my sleep and took a deep breath
filling my throat.
‘Why has the dream been so fierce lately?’
I feel like I had some important dream because I was so
immersed in it, but then I don’t really remember much.
However, the feelings I felt while struggling in the nightmare
remained like a remnant.
Hopelessness ahead and desperateness on the other hand.
'After being swept away by the mana wave, the nightmare
with a similar feeling is repeating.’
And I was frustrated because I couldn’t figure out the reason.
I reached out to the glass of water on the side table while
taking a breath.
Even today, my neck was drenched in sweat and I was so
thirsty. I felt like I didn’t sleep that long but the sky was
bright already.
I got up from bed with a damp body and loosened the
handkerchief that I tied to my hand roughly to wash my face.
'What? The wound……’
I thought it was quite a deep paper cut but the wound has
healed.
***
“I received a prophecy.”
The woman’s clear voice rang in the cave.
Disciples absorbed with black magic bowed endlessly to the
head of black magic who was standing in front of the
foundation while wearing a mask
“What do you mean a prophecy! How long has it been?”
The prophecy of the devil is no different from an oracle to the
black magicians.
Marquis Francois was even moved to tears.
The devil who signed a contract with the woman was bound
by great constraints that were very strong, so the fact that the
prophecy was given in person holds a great importance.
“Everyone be quiet.”
The woman spoke while frowning.
“Eventually, it’s not good news.”
“What kind of prophecy did you receive to say it like that?”
“Lucifer, you said that you felt the power of the real saint,
even though it was weak”
“Sa-Saint?”
The cave became as quiet as a mouse.
It was because something happened contrary to their plans.
“I doubted it but the real saint did appear.”
The head of the black magicians is the 4th Empress of the
Empire.
Jamilla Baskar’s eyes darkened.
If the real saint appeared according to Lucifer’s prophecy,
there will be a huge problem to their plan.
<Fake Saint Project>.
The 4th Empress from the Nerman Kingdom had been
planning this since a long time ago in order to grant
legitimacy to her son, the 3rd Prince.
The 3rd Prince, who was mixed with foreign blood and did
not have the blue hair, which is the symbol of the imperial
family, has far less legitimacy than the crown prince,
Behonick Histach.
'If the 3rd Prince is appointed as the crown prince, there will
be less opposition from the nobles. The same goes for the
people.’
A dramatic scenario was needed in order to raise her mixed-
blood son on the throne and put the snobbish Astia people
under his feet. So the person who would play an important
role in that scenario was the Saint.
There was such a thing written in the tombstone from the
oracle that was passed down since ancient times.
[Don’t be scared even in the darkness. The saint sent down by
a god will appear.
The one chosen by the Saint, will be honored of the glory as
the hero from generation to generation. ]
Even the people of the Empire considered the first emperor,
Dominique Histach, as the hero chosen by Saint Nayla.
The saint’s chosen one contained a stronger symbolic
meaning rather than the blue hair, the symbol of the imperial
family.
‘If the saint chose my son as the emperor, he could receive
acknowledgement from the nobles of the Empire and also the
people.’
No, she will make it so that they have no choice but to
acknowledge him.
In the end, it was a justified fight.
'I will make the darkness. My son.’
Her red lips were arched.
'You shall enjoy the honor of the chosen one.’
The moment she met her son’s black eyes full of confidence,
Jamilla was determined to put all the good things in the world
in that little hand of his.
She thought it was possible.
Jamilla had a strong power of black magic that could make
desires into reality. She also had loyal followers that practiced
sorcery.
Originally, Jamilla planned to make the beautiful Mia
Binoche as the saint because she’s easy to handle as she’s
from a ruined noble and to make the nobles with keen eyes
admire her enough.
However, the plan to make Mia the saint of the empire and
make Mia choose his son, the 3rd Prince, was having a
problem.
It was because Mia failed to play an active part in the social
world despite receiving all sorts of support.
Eventually, it’s important for the nobles to recognize Mia as
the saint, but she was only acknowledged a little bit by those
lowly things.
‘Even though she used holy blood just like that!’
Holy blood in their terms is the highest purity vitality
extracted from the sacrifice of hundreds and thousands of
humans.
It may seem contradictory to create the highest purity vitality
enough to deceive the High Priest through sorcery based on
the power of the devil, the black magic, but it was possible
because Jamilla was Lucifer’s contractor.
“The foundation of divine power and black magic are the
same.”
Lucifer, who became the fourth demon of hell from being the
powerful angel guarding the gates of heaven, said so.
Just like magic and aura are based on the massive energy of
mana, divine power and black magic are just the same coin
with different sides.
“Contractor. My strength has always been the same when I
was in the supreme sky or in hell, the bottom of the world.”
All changes in the natural world will surely take place in an
increasing disorder.
However, divine power and black magic are the opposite.
God restores human broken bones and flesh by reversing the
laws of nature in exchange for faith.
The devil satisfies human desires by reversing the laws of
nature in exchange for the sacrifices of the soul.
For example, a life span close to eternal life, a body that
endures incurable diseases, a baseless desire like a body that
does not grow old…
Lucifer’s contractor, Jamilla who had dealt with both powers,
was able to subtly change sorcery into divine power using his
wisdom like two sides of the same coin.
In the middle of the imperial family that suppresses black
magic the most, it was the secret that she could not get caught
so far.
However, if the real saint appears, all her efforts will go in
vain.
“You have to find the real saint and kill her before she can
stand out.”
Mia can stand out under their thumbs but the real saint has too
many variables.
“I received your order.”
The unknown man handling the bugs answered while putting
his forehead on the floor.
“Since only our side knows that the real saint has appeared,
we are a few steps ahead.”
Jamilla narrowed her eyes while thinking so.
“First of all… Find out if there are any female babies born
these days that have strong divine powers.”
The search for the saint began.
CHAPTER 127

I gazed at my healed fingertips in confusion.

‘I guess it wasn’t a deep papercut as I thought.’
Well, I wasn’t cut by a knife and it was just grazed on the
paper.
I roughly convinced myself and forgot about it quickly.
Rather, I was concerned about Isidor.
There were no messages from Muffin who would come and
go to the windowsill frequently.
His sudden absence made a corner of my heart empty and
made me worried on the other hand.
‘Should I ask Margaret to look into the Visconti family?’
When I was having that thought, I heard the news from an
unexpected place.
I was looking around the bustling academy and asked
Margaret.
“Why is the academy so loud today?”
Margaret quickly told me the rumors.
“It turns out, there are rumors that Lord Isidor has been
handed over the title of Duke Visconti.”
'Does this mean that Isidor became a duke?’
It was completely unexpected news.
Also, it was assumed that the start of this shocking rumor was
from the imperial servants.
It seemed that the imperial family had acknowledged the
change of the head of Visconti under the letters exchanged
between the imperial family and Visconti family recently with
signatures containing their name.
The rumors that were once ignited spread quickly like
wildfire.
'What the hell happened to Duke Visconti……’
It was not clear yet whether the former Duke Visconti was
unable to work due to personal reasons, or whether he handed
over the title head of family voluntarily.
Visconti is a family with many secrets compared to other
noble families, so there were all sorts of mere speculation.
'Looking at the atmosphere of Isidor that I saw last time, it
doesn’t seem like it was an expected matter and everything
was rather unforeseen.’
Isidor… will he be fine?
The moment I heard the rumors, I kept thinking and worrying
about him.
'If I had a cell phone, I would have contacted him right away.’
The southern part of Visconti’s estate just happened to be
quite far from the capital.
'If I send a letter to the south, it might arrive too late?’
He must have felt hectic by the sudden title succession, so he
may not have time to check the letters properly.
'What should I do?’
I fiddled with the quill pen while swallowing a sigh.
***
The coast region of the southern provinces was ruled by the
Visconti family.
In front of the Strait of Alea, called the natural fortress, stood
the Rhodium Castle facing the sea. The owner of the estate is
Duke Visconti.
Splash-.
The waves crash into the walls then become white splashes
and crumble.
The inside of the castle was wrapped by silent and calm
atmosphere than before.
It was the complete opposite of last week where the people
fell into the enjoyment of the accomplishment all night.
Duke Visconti, the self-indulge yet highly impulsive person,
collapsed in a sudden heart attack after drinking too much
alcohol while bragging in front of his guest.
After being in a coma for a while, he finally passed away this
morning.
It was a sudden incident, but the Visconti family’s vassals
were calmly prepared to welcome the young and capable
Duke as their master.
Their loyalty towards the previous head of the family did not
even exist a little bit.
The reason Visconti has been regarded as an extremely
secretive family, was because it was a desperate attempt to
conceal the conduct of the Duke of Visconti.
Duke Visconti had strange parties involving ruffians and
entertainers inside the house that were hard to put into words.
He spent time hunting slaves on his estate by saying it was
painful sitting in the office.
At some point, the vassals in the house relied and followed the
young successor with outstanding skill and talent more than
the insane Duke.
The only person in the Visconti family who did not
acknowledge Isidor was Albert Visconti, the head of the
family.
'In fact, he was a bad father who felt inferior towards his
outstanding son instead of acknowledging him.’
Count Rivera, the aged vassal of Visconti, averted his gaze
from the former Duke’s corpse cold-headedly and approached
the new Duke, Isidor.
Isidor’s jawline looked sharper as he didn’t take care of his
meals properly after coming down the estate.
Every time he faced the pale face as if all of the emotions
were erased, it was frightening enough to send shivers down
his spine.
“Duke Visconti.”
“That title, I can’t seem to get used to it. I feel like you are
calling my father.”
Isidor said sarcastically.
“All the vassals of the family have already been following you
with all of their heart since before.”
“……..”
“The golden coffin has arrived. I will call the priest and
prepare for the funeral.”
“Wait for a while.”
Isidor spoke with a voice full of authority, then he looked at
his father, who was not moving as if he was in a deep sleep, as
much as he liked.
The cause of death is heart attack due to heavy drinking
Even until the end, he was a typical and insignificant human.
Eventually, there will be no days to meet his father who
always has arguments with him. It was impossible to
understand his father who was a different being from the
beginning.
‘Well, although I never wanted to meet him.’
However, the fact that it’s not that amusing even though his
father died, a past realization arises.
'Now I know for sure.’
He did not even loathe the pathetic human beings in front of
his eyes.
The emotion that he once thought of as hatred was only
contempt and disgust. It was not much different from the
emotions he felt when he saw a black centipede crawling up
his arms.
Even the emotions that he felt when he saw his father during
his childhood were all distorted by damaged memories.
Everything was obviously bothersome, tiring, and dreadful all
this time…..
‘Why did I suddenly……miss her a lot?’
Throughout the prayer of the priest that visits the castle, he
thought of Deborah’s red eyes.
When he first met her, her ruby-like eyes were shining
intensely without knowing the cause of it.
But now it’s just…..without any reason, without trying at all,
it was shining brightly.
At that time, he had no idea at all that he would feel this way.
'I want to see her face.’
Isidor figured out the time he needed to stay in the southern
region while handling the funeral as the Duke, not as the
Lord.
It takes more time to complete the funeral process in the
southern way and to take over the title formally.
Isidor wrote a letter to Deborah saying that he might take
some time although the funeral was completed.
Also, when he wrote that he missed her, he dipped the quill
pen in the ink again inadvertently.
“Duke, a letter has arrived.”
As soon as he sealed the letter, Isidor received a reply from
Deborah immediately.
Even though the letter was sent a few days ago, he had the
urge to reply right away because of the timing.
Whenever he has time, he reads and reads again the letter
from Deborah.
[You must be so busy, but you must eat well. You should not
skip meals.]
Isidor had a meal later on. He became hungry all of a sudden.
He also recalled her eating the meat he had cut deliciously.
[You must be grieving your father’s death, but take good care
of your health.]
However, there was an error in her last sentence.
He regretted that his father died earlier than expected, far from
grieving him. Because he needed to take over the bothersome
head of family position right away.
‘The person called father is not helpful at all even until the
end.’
A coffin wrapped in white cloth was buried into the ground.
The funeral ended after the priests gave prayers for the
deceased.
The series of processes proceeded smoothly because Isidor
was in full authority of all the real power inside the family.
“Finally…”
Count Drain was moved to tears.
“The true light of Visconti is radiating.”
The vassals felt strong awe and overwhelming joy when
seeing the new Duke Visconti, the carbon copy like the
portrait of the first head of the family.
Then, Isidor dressed formally with a golden sword and sat in
the middle where all of the vassals and relatives gathered.
“Cutting straight to the point, let’s do well in the future.”
A thunderous applause poured when he said that while having
a slight smile attractively after being expressionless all the
time.
Then, a banquet commemorating the succession of Duke
Visconti began.
***
I read over Isidor’s letter quickly.
It didn’t take long for this letter to arrive since he sent it using
the teleportation gate.
‘Well, Isidor is well versed in teleportation magic.’
I read his letter from the first sentence carefully while barely
suppressing the nervous feeling.
[You must be surprised by the sudden absence. So you might
have heard the rumours about me spreading in the capital.]
He figured out the situation here accurately.
[It’s a sudden death, so I might take a long time before going
back to the capital.]
Come to think of it, Isidor is not that old, but he had to go
through his father’s funeral and even take care of his family.
I was even more worried as he seemed to be carrying a huge
burden.
[I miss you so much that I am going crazy.]
In the midst of worrying about him, I saw the sentence written
on the back of the letter and rubbed my sudden flushing face.
'What, what the hell.’’
I was flustered because the sentence was written clearly as if
he was pressing hard on the quill, but there was a knocking
sound on the window.
'What is it?’
I stood up hurriedly and approached the window.
CHAPTER 128

I approached the white bird peeking outside the window.

As soon as I opened the window, Muffin, which I had not
seen for a while, flew onto my palm by flapping its wings.
‘His owner must not be in the capital, but how did it come
here?’
I was certain the letter I just received said that he could not
make it here for the time being.
The bird is chirping. It was a handkerchief tied on its ankle,
not a gold thread.
As soon as I saw the words and handwriting in it, I wore my
robe quickly and ran out.
‘Why is this house so spacious today?’
It was nice that the mansion was big like a resort, but
throughout the time that I ran to the garden to meet him, I had
a thought wishing the house was smaller by a little bit.
‘I didn’t know it was such a difficult thing just to meet him in
front of the house!’
When I barely arrived at the east gate of the mansion without
a guard, I ran around while holding the handkerchief he sent
tightly.
'He clearly said that he was in the nearby forest.’
By the way, how did Isidor get into the Seymour estate?
'Ah right, teleportation magic is his specialty.’
As soon as I was convinced, I looked around the townhouse
and the forest nearby. Then, I turned around my head while
flinching in surprise at the hand that touched my shoulder.
'He is really here.’
As soon as I faced him, my heart was beating hard, maybe
because I was running around impatiently.
“Isidor…!”
As soon as I called his name, Isidor whispered slowly while
squinting his eyes.
“It’s been a while. Deborah.”
He responded lightly and took out the scroll.
“No matter how far this place is, it’s hard to have a talk.”
“…..”
“It’s impossible for me to deal with your family alone, so hold
onto me first. I will teleport to a place where we can talk
quietly.”
He explained the situation and tore the scroll right away,
The place we arrived at using the teleportation magic was the
hillside of the Yones district, where we stopped by for a while
to take a walk after watching the theater last time.
In the middle of the silence, only my panting breath could be
heard clearly in my ears.
I was still out of breath since I ran around.
“You should have taken your time. I didn’t even make an
appointment and came suddenly. It must be difficult.”
“………”
I tried to say I was fine, but I stared at Isidor as I was at a loss
for words.
In just a short time, his jawline was sharper as he lost weight
and the dark circles under his eyes were darker than usual. I
saw the signs of him suffering mentally.
The flustered feelings by his sudden appearance lasted for a
while and I was filled with concern.
“I thought it might take longer to come to the capital. You are
not pushing yourself too hard, right?”
“The only event left is the banquet anyways. Since status is
status, I left as quickly as possible without any notice so that
the people below me could have fun.”
He spoke jokingly but it was difficult for me to accept his
words right away because I know how hard it was to shorten
the official schedule.
Besides, his body must be exhausted as long-distance
teleportation must have used several gates unlike the short-
distance teleportation in the capital.
Isidor’s pale complexion might also be because he pushed
himself too hard to come to the capital.
“…How are you feeling? I don’t think you have eaten well in
the meantime.”
“Seeing how I can breathe properly again as soon as I saw
your face, it also unexpectedly made me feel that I am not
alright until now.”
“……..”
“I think I can live now.”
He said quietly to himself.
He also looked like he was clinging onto me like his life line.
I reached out my hand without thinking and caressed his hair.
He leaned his face on my shoulder and took a deep breath
slowly.
“Your father will probably go to a better place.”
I told the consolation that’s usually used in this situation and I
stroked his back up and down. However, he suddenly raised
his head and spoke.
“It’s quite difficult for that person to go to a better place. He
had committed many sins.”
“Ah. That, that can happen. There are many people who don’t
act as parents. That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be sad no
matter what.”
As I agreed quickly while stuttering, he grinned.
“My father was more like a beast who stuck to his instinct
instead of a human being. I have not been in a good
relationship with my debauchee father for a long time.”
“………”
“My father also hates to admit I am his son. I am also not
happy that half of my blood is mixed with that man, so must I
say that we both have the same opinion on that part?”
“……..”
“It may look like a great prestigious family to others but I had
a hard time hiding the fact that it was a broken family.”
The coldness was as sharp as a knife in his voice.
“Honestly speaking, it’s neither sad nor painful. I am just
grumbling for nothing right now.
Because I like that you are worried about me, embracing me
sweetly and caring about me.”
“……”
“Just like this, I am happy that you came here running to meet
me……”
He rubbed his forehead against my shoulder gently as if
asking for more comfort, then my hand reached out to his
golden hair.
His soft hair scattered between my fingers.
‘He is not grumbling at all.’
To say that it’s a grumble, the fact that he needed me so much
reached my skin so vividly.
Isidor was never a person who called out for someone on an
impulse without prior engagement, especially at such a late
hour in the night.
The fact that such a person acted spontaneously and appeared
in front of me by putting aside his schedule to the extent of
exerting himself, meant that it was difficult for him to cope
with this situation all by himself.
‘Although I feel like he thinks it’s not a big deal for him.’
That doesn’t mean you are suffering only when you feel the
pain of loss.
The emptiness where he doesn’t feel anything in front of his
parents’ death probably meant that it was his coping
mechanism.
Throughout the time Isidor was talking about his father, he
was clenching his fist enough for the blue veins to burst on the
back of his hand.
As if suppressing back on something.
‘Besides, if he grew up under such a debauchee father, he
would only recall the pain, not the memories.’
I am not good at comforting someone in words so I lent him
my shoulder.
Isidor breathed slowly while leaning on me.
In the midst of me stroking up and down his huge back, he
raised his head out of the blue and stared at me quietly with
eyes full of mystery.
Maybe because he lost weight and his dark circles were
darker, the unique atmosphere he exudes became more
dangerous.
He also looked as if he’s full of dark melancholy.
”….Why?“
“My hand, do you like it?”
He was in a mood and suddenly said something unexpected.
"Huh?”
“Because you’ve been looking at my hand from before.”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
“Why, why did I? I guess your hand looks cold since your
hands are bare. I’m not cold because I’m wearing a thick robe,
but you are only wearing a shirt.”
I only spit nonsense as I was flustered
“Would you like to touch them? My hands are not that cold.”
He locked my fingers together with his slowly while he
smiled slyly like a fox and I flinched in surprise as the
sensation penetrated between our hands did not feel
unfamiliar.
'Even when I was drunk, Isidor held my hand like this.’
His hands, that were as pale as snow, were warmer than
expected.
The touched hands were dry, probably because he doesn’t
sweat much and all his joints were firm, then I suddenly
realized that I was examining his hand.
Then, his thumb scratched my palm gently, so my toes bent
while flinching.
I couldn’t shake off his strange hand gesture.
'Maybe because of the crime I committed before.’
“When you were drunk, I thought you would like it more if I
took off my gloves. I also purposely took off my gloves
today.”
He was misunderstanding something. That I only like the
hands.
‘Actually, I like Isidor’s face more.’
Even so, I couldn’t confess that I wanted to confirm his
mysophobia.
“When, when did I?”
I feigned ignorance.
“Why do you keep pretending that you don’t remember?”
“How did you know I was pretending to not remember?!”
“You are really bad at this kind of acting. It must be a
memory that you want to forget? But I liked it.”
“What did you like about it?”
I touched him without permission and I felt guilty while
suffering alone.
“Because this is the first time I ever hold hands with the
partner I am interested in. I couldn’t sleep a wink that day.
Because my heart flutters.”
“Liar. It’s the first time you ever held hands?”
I doubted my ears for a moment.
“Why do you think I am lying? I did hold a few hands with
gloves on because of the ball, but it is the first time I held
hands with my bare hands.”
He suddenly clasped our hand tighter to an extent that it hurts,
so I swallowed the dry saliva.
“I despise having skin contact with people in the first place.”
“……..”
“I have mysophobia.”
To say that, he was fiddling with my hands so naturally.
“… Have you overcome it now?”
"No.”
“The symptom is only the hand?”
“All of the bare skin. There was a person who tried to touch
my face when I was young, but I think I broke his hand or his
arm.”
“…….”
“I felt so offended that I think I even broke his leg.”
He lifted his lips and slowly pulled his hand toward me.
He curled up his lips and pulled his hand toward me slowly.
“It’s not that the symptoms which continued since childhood
got better, but it’s an exception only towards you.”
“………”
“Why do you think it happened?”
CHAPTER 129

‘You are asking me why am I the only exception?’

There was a thought popping in my mind for a moment, but it
was embarrassing to speak with my own mouth.
‘Somehow, I think I caught the axe disease.’
I can’t believe he asked me this kind of cheap question.
As I was confused and couldn’t answer, Isidor smiled sweetly
with his dimples.
“Try thinking of it when you have time to spare. I am curious
about your opinion.”
Eventually, I realized later on what he meant was that he
wanted me to think about him a lot.
But, I am already doing so.
His sudden disappearance made some part of me feel empty
and I was worried about him all of the time after hearing
about the news of his father’s death.
Isidor was holding my hand carefully even before he sent me
off to the townhouse.
I also held his hand gently.
I couldn’t shake off that hand of his as I was reminded that
Isidor was only looking for my warmth.
On the other hand, the large hand gave me comfort.
I was too focused on our intertwined hands only, so I couldn’t
remember well what kind of conversation we had.
“Deborah. It was nice to see your face today.”
“Me too.”
“Really?”
His eyes widened as if he was surprised by my innocent
response. I shook his arm lightly.
“Really. I was surprised when you appeared suddenly, but I
was relieved when I saw your face. You must be hectic and
busy, but take good care of your health.”
Honestly, it was difficult to choose the right words to comfort
him, so I kept telling him repeatedly to eat well and take care
of his health.
He smirked as if he felt it too.
“I didn’t know you would care about my health this
much…..The more I see you, the more I realise that you are
very sweet. You are totally different from the rumors.”
"Hmm! It’s for a limited time.”
“You were also sweet enough before that.”
When we arrived at the forest fence leading to the east door,
he swung the arm that was holding my hand and he slowly
released our intertwined hands with a hint of regret.
"I don’t want to let you go.”
I unintentionally caressed his cheeks gently at his voice that
were full of regret
He held his breath for a while and pulled my arm tightly.
Then, my body was trapped within his large and sturdy
embrace.
It wasn’t the first time I hugged him after being swept by the
wave last time.
However, it was the first time I felt the sensation of being in
the arms of a man completely like this because I passed out in
an instant last time.
His body temperature when he was in contact with me was
high because of his large physique, so I felt like I was
immersed in warm water from head to toe.
As he pulled me in his embrace, he swept my back slowly
with his hands. My stomach felt ticklish so I curled my toes
slightly.
He flinched when my shoulders trembled unknowingly and
slowly released me from his embrace.
“Go, go home carefully.”
“….Yeah.”
The fingers that were tightly intertwined were numb later on.
The pale hand in contact was very hot.
The remaining warmth he left behind remained for a very long
time.
***
Isidor’s succession to the Duke’s position was at the centre of
attention in the social circle recently. Even in the academy,
they only talked about this.
It was inevitable because he is currently the youngest Duke in
the Empire. In fact, it was not just merely a Duke family, but
the founding family of the Empire with a high reputation.
They usually took over the title in their 30s on average, or in
their 40s if it’s late. However, Isidor was certainly at a much
tender age compared to the other Dukes.
However, rumors were circulating that he finished the funeral
excellently without a hitch and received the loyalty of the
Visconti vassals at a young age.
This proved that Isidor, who was covered in a veil, had quite
outstanding political power and control.
“Since his appearance is so outstanding, his abilities must be
underestimated.”
“It looks like he hid his claws.”
The busybodies constantly gossip about Isidor. If they brought
up stories about him, they were able to be at the center of the
conversation.
“Above all… He’s single.”
“That is the reason why Duke Visconti receives a lot of
attention in the social circle these days.”
There are many rumors that he has a good personality, but
there’s no news about his marriage partner.
Strictly speaking, Isidor is not at the age of marriage, but he
will need a spouse to attend official events with him because
he is a Duke unlike the other guys of his age
On the Visconti side, the situation was enough to consider
marriage in order to revoke the weakness that the Duke is
young.
“Recently, the noblewomen with marriageable age daughters
are standing in line and trying so hard to please Visconti.”
“The position of the Duchess Visconti is attractive. No need
to talk about honor and it’s also a family famous for having a
lot of gold mines.”
Isidor became the most wanted son-in-law in the Empire
overnight.
However, only the noblewomen were pulling wires and the
ladies who actually liked him couldn’t approach him.
“I heard that Deborah and Isidor are often seen together here
and there.”
“What kind of relationship did they have?”
“Aren’t they friends? Their families have had exchanges with
one another, so they might have known each other since
before.”
"Isn’t he being threatened?”
Everyone was not sure of their relationship.
It was hard to imagine that the Duke Visconti, who is full of
chivalry and treats everyone politely, would have a deep
relationship with Deborah who is like a thunderbolt.
The nobles were curious about their relationship, but they
couldn’t bring up the question lightly in front of her, who
always had a cold expression.
If they mess with her temper, they might be humiliated like
Lady Emmanuel.
If she’s unsatisfied, she can also splash the juice and there’s
no reason for her to not also pour hot tea.
Those people who couldn’t stand their curiosity stick to the
rather easy-going people around Isidor.
“Tiery. Why don’t you try asking the Duke about his
relationship with Deborah? All of the White Knights are
curious.”
When the guy, who’s famous for being a busybody, knelt and
begged, Tiery frowned.
“Contrary to what Isidor looks like, he is not such a kind
person. He will probably worm his way out of the question.”
According to Tiery’s instinct, rather it was Isidor who was
more interested in Deborah instead of the other way around.
‘Well, I’m also interested in her.’
She’s not easy to approach as she’s indifferent.
'But honestly, she is really pretty.’
….Should he ask Isidor once?
Suddenly, he had a good idea and he waited until Isidor
appeared while bearing the thought in his mind the whole
time.
‘He’s here!’
Isidor who returned to the capital, stopped by the barracks for
a while to observe the training of the Knights.
‘Position makes the people. He certainly feels different
because he is a Duke.”
The atmosphere seems to be a little heavier.
Tiery, who was amazed that Isidor is handsome enough to
make him annoyed, greeted Isidor politely.
“Duke Visconti. Could you spare me a moment of your
time?”
Isidor had an annoyed face right away.
“Let’s just talk as usual?”
“Can I do that? It is a rare case to become a Duke as quickly
like you.”
“Let’s just be polite at formal events only. I’m saying this out
of concern for you.”
“Oh, right! As the talk of official events comes out, the title
ceremony is coming soon.”
There is a title ceremony for each quarter in the Empire.
It was a place where a nobleman who gained a new title like
Isidor is officially acknowledged in front of the Emperor.
In addition, the title ceremony had the largest scale as it is
held ahead of the Birth of the Goddess Festival.
It was a custom to strengthen imperial power and also
intended to keep the temple in check.
"And… Isn’t it a place that requires a partner to shine the
place together?”
Isidor’s expression became strange.
“Since when did you become interested in my partner?”
“Honestly, are there any nobles who aren’t interested in your
partner these days?”
“Everyone will eventually know on the day of the title
ceremony anyway. It’s only a week away.”
“As expected, I knew that you would get out of it that way.
But I can guess who you had in your mind. Well, it’s different
from having it in your mind and your partner agreeing with
it.”
Tiery’s words were slightly pissed off but Isidor chuckled
“Tiery.”
"Huh?”
“You seem to forget that I’m the Duke? In my position right
now, I can meet your father privately and report to him about
your three-years training attitude……”
“Aren’t you being too much every time?!”
Tiery, who couldn’t ask any question as he was scared, went
out while grumbling and Isidor was deep in concen while
tapping his fingers.
***
“I guess Lady Cyril asked Sir Isidor directly.”
“What?”
“She asked who he had in mind to come to the title ceremony
with……She said if he doesn’t have a partner, she can be in
his stead.”
“What do you mean she can be? That lady is frowned upon.”
“But on the bright side, it’s worth trying. There’s a saying that
a handsome man gets the most courageous one.”
“Did he give his answer?”
“First of all, it’s not her……..”
“Who is it?”
“Wouldn’t the Visconti family select a candidate directly and
recommend her to Duke Visconti? Because the noblewomen
of prominent families have already pulled some wires.”
I sighed as I heard the whisper in the hallway.
'Why is Isidor so popular?’
His face alone is a hard carry, and his status rose even more
when he became the Duke.
Isidor, who has the rising popularity of K-Wave Star and not
as an idol anymore, seems to be as busy as a bee after
returning to the capital.
He needed to participate in the event organized by the
Emperor as soon as he finished the funeral because the date of
his father’s death was coincidental.
'But why doesn’t he tell me about the title ceremony?’
I know that there is not much left until the event.
'Well, he doesn’t have to report every little thing to me.’
He must be busy and hectic, so he might have forgotten to tell
me.
'But he keeps sending letters through Muffin.’
I scratched my chin in confusion.
CHAPTER 130

“Deborah. You’re here.”

I came here to talk about business, not because I was curious
about his partner.
Isidor was in his working mode that’s as sharp as a knife, so I
feel quite uncomfortable.
“Yes, I’m here. Duke Visconti.”
That’s why, the sarcasm came out of the blue.
“Why are you speaking formally suddenly? You certainly suit
speaking informally.”
He was flustered.
“I’m sorry for wasting the time of the busy and popular Duke
of Visconti.”
“The time I spend with you is not a waste at all. Please waste
it more often.”
….Anyway, he’s a smooth talker.
He is the inside story in the novel and the best scammer in the
empire that even exploited the Crown Prince.
“I know you’ve got a lot on your plate lately. There’s no way
you aren’t busy with all of the letters coming to Visconti
that’s enough to build a castle.”
He curled up his lips sneakily.
“I don’t know about the castle, but I think I can build it high
up a hill.”
“Good for you. You can even slide on the hill of letters.”
Somehow, Isidor felt more relaxed than usual, so I said as if
provoking him.
In fact, Isidor was the first one who asked for an official
relationship and the person who put the brakes on establishing
the quick relationship was me.
But on the contrary, why am I feeling restless.….
“Rather, it’s troubling. Because I have to send letters of
rejection out of courtesy.”
I did not agree with him.
"Well. I’m not sure. Since Duke Visconti is here, you must
have sent letters here and there.
… you also received a partner request from the ladies.”
I felt my voice was standing on edge as I spoke.
I also knew it was forced.
However, I was feeling more stuffy, so I think I will feel
relieved no matter what I said to him.
In particular, it is very rare for the guy to receive a partner
request from the ladies so I felt even more weird.
‘There’s no way for Isidor not to care about the lady whether
in a good or bad way.’
He even put up with the embarrassing situation and made such
an offer by plucking the courage.
“I rejected you.”
“I also know that.”
I swallowed a sigh and spoke bluntly.
“I said something useless to you. Let’s…. work.”
He covered his face with his hands while exuding a very
serious atmosphere at my cold manner, then he took out the
well-organized sales statement in a business-like manner.
He must have got a lot on his plate but he even took care of
the employees’ work attitudes neatly despite being in the
middle of that, so I scratch my neck roughly.
‘Ugh! It’s not this.’
I was trying to pick on him, but why did he make me
speechless by being so competent uselessly.
Honestly, whenever I heard about Isidor from someone else’s
mouth, I felt the distance I never felt before and I even had all
kinds of thoughts at the same time.
I don’t like to trouble my mind by making speculation alone.
So, even though I tried to bring up the most talked about story
or about the partner, he also didn’t say a single word about
that part today too. I was disturbed.
‘Anyway, is he thinking that it’s better to go to the official
event with someone of good character?’
Because I have a bad reputation.
I kept thinking crookedly, but he suddenly took out something
and pushed it to me slowly.
***
'I’m in trouble. She’s so cute that I can’t handle it……’
Isidor was trying hard to cover his blushing cheek as he
watched Deborah who had a blunt expression all the time.
Even her staring eyes while spitting out sharp words were
cute.
In fact, he wondered why she was in nasty mood at first, but
he slowly caught on as they talked.
‘I never thought that you would be bothered by the fact that I
received partner requests from other ladies.’
He never expected that he would see this kind of reaction
because she is more mature than him and looked composed in
every matter.
And it was also because Isidor started to have interest in her
from the time they met which was a long time ago and his
feelings for her deepened. So, he had no reason to look into
her feelings.
‘I feel good, but she might get angry if I say this. Because she
looks so serious.’
It seemed like his desire to confirm her affections grew
stronger. Seeing how he wanted to jump for joy as he was
happy by her trivial jealousy.
But honestly speaking, he didn’t put off asking her to be his
partner just to see her jealous side.
Isidor had been engrossed with the matters that he felt were
important to himself.
‘The timing of father’s death is too bad.’
He was not able to perfectly prepare the dress and jewelry to
send to his partner up to his standard because he was running
out of time as the coronation and funeral were close to each
other.
‘It should be a quality product to get on her good side.’
Unlike the last Spring Flower Festival, he must attend this
event because he was the one who would receive the title.
If Deborah became his partner, he wanted to send presents
that would suit her.
There was also a great childish intention mixed in as he felt
the need to break the spirit of innocent guys like Tiery in the
beginning so that they wouldn’t try a shot.
Isidor, who had a fussy taste, spent two whole days just to
choose the jewelry design that suited her and he was busy
searching for the jeweller that would engrave his name on the
necklace.
Putting new engraving in the magic stone will even enlarge
the other minerals, so it was a trend in the Empire recently to
engrave names in the jewel.
After Isidor engraved his initials in the blue diamond, he
couldn’t throw away the crazy idea of putting small diamonds
inside the engraving.
Miguel, who was next to him being a hindrance while nagging
the jeweller and spending his money lavishly for a few days,
was trembling in a nightmare.
After Isidor barely received the completed jewelry this
morning, he doubted his eyes when looking at the calendar.
He realized that he had not much time left than he thought and
he was finding the perfect timing to ask her to be his partner
today.
However, when he actually had to bring it up, there were parts
that concerned him.
‘Since it’s a very official event, wouldn’t she feel burdensome
to attend as my partner?’
This is the reason why Lady Cyril’s public partner request felt
even more unpleasant and annoying to Isidor.
The first official position given to the newly-appointed
unmarried Duke is the title ceremony.
The partner at such an official event gave a great meaning
publicly.
It’s obvious that Lady Cyril knew about that fact, but she
asked to be his partner in front of everyone while pretending
to be naive.
In Isidor’s eyes, that lady did not pluck up her courage but she
only wanted to get what she wanted by making him in trouble.
There are rumours that his belief in chivalry is strong, so the
lady had calculated there’s no way he would embarrass her
openly in front of everyone.
'It was annoying, but……’
As a result, he saw the new side of Deborah and he was
convinced of her feelings.
Apart from him, he must pay the price for making things
annoying.
"What is this?”
Deborah fluttered her long purple eyelashes several times
while looking at the blue diamonds in the box that Isidor took
out.
“I would like for you to shine next to me on the day of the
title ceremony by wearing this necklace.”
“…….”
“How is it?”
She bit her lips for a while, then swept up her hair slowly
while swallowing a sigh.
The tips of her ears were burning red as if they were on fire
right now.
“I’m embarrassed.”
She muttered softly in a teary voice and Isidor grinned.
“If you count the number of times of being jealous…. There
probably wouldn’t be no one who feels it more than me? I was
once jealous of the flowers that fell on your shoulders.”
Everywhere her soft gaze fell on, he wanted to reach for it
himself.
“No, it’s not because I was jealous… Actually, that’s also
quite embarrassing, but when I said I want to build our
relationship slowly while getting to know each other.”
“……..”
“After saying that, I didn’t know I would feel restless instead
because of our ambiguous relationship……”
Before she could finish her words, Isidor reached out his arms
and pulled her long neck closer.
He was driven by her subdued words impulsively and brought
the beautiful face closer. Then, he said sharply with a nervous
voice somewhere.
“Are you restless?”
"Yeah. More than I thought.”
Their breaths were mixed up lightly at a very close distance.
“Would it be fine for me to understand that you like me that
much?”
He likes her and what he felt was special and far from heavy
emotions.
“Did you just find out that I like you?”
Her red eyes were curved slightly.
“If you say it like that, I will be excessively greedy from now
on. I will want to keep crossing the line.”
“What kind of greed do you have?”
Isidor pulled her face closer while his neck quivered with a
slight laughter.
Before long, their soft lips locked with each other.
CHAPTER 131

‘Why the hell did I ask him what kind of greed he possessed?’
I’m not even that bold but I provoked Isidor impulsively.
Maybe, I wanted to embrace his clear desires as if it caught
my eyes.
“…….!”
The moment our lips met perfectly as if it bumps into each
other, I shut my eyes while holding my breath unintentionally.
His hot lips moved as if tracing my lips.
I was also surprised by his clumsiness as his sharp nose
grazed all around my face.
‘I’m dizzy.’
My mind became blank at the passionate sensation of our lips
intertwining against each other. The tension also arose enough
to burn the end of my neck.
The hand that caressed my neck slid up to my ears slowly,
then it suddenly rubbed my earlobe.
I cleared my throat and gasped for breath before he bit my
bottom lips slightly.
Our teeth touched slightly through the lips, then he touched it
very carefully in between his parting lips.
The end of his lips traces on top of my teeth delicately. Then,
my heart, which was already beating fast to the extent of
giving myself a stomach ache, began jumping up and down.
Isidor’s peculiar scent of freshness that lingers through the
nose was surging but a strong heat was rising from our clumsy
tongues that were playing with each other.
Soon, a provocative wet sound rang in my ears at the quiet
place. The touch that caressed my cheeks slowly was
completely gentle as if treating something with care.
I stood frozen just for a while and I responded to his kiss
when he slightly pulled my body forward as our entwined
movement flowed smoothly.
As I was growing restless, I unintentionally let out a soft
groan from my mouth as if I was begging for it.
Then, his large hand suddenly pulled my neck closer and
began to devour me fiercely while tilting his head.
“Hmph!”
My mind suddenly turned blank at the sudden change as he
drowned in my lips strongly.
The rough and deep kiss, as if he was going to swallow all of
me, made me out of breath like I was running fast at a
maximum speed.
I think someone is completely controlling my brain.
My chest was thumping sharply and my body kept losing its
strength every time the heat was spreading throughout my
lower belly. I also felt like the unfamiliar sensation was
tingling my arms and legs.
However, he threw himself off me even at my little action as
if the leash disappeared.
Then, the piles of books fell down as the desk in the middle
rattled and I took a step back while pushing him.
I was unexpectedly able to easily shake off Isidor, then he
glanced through my glistening lips while breathing out
slowly.
He exuded a rugged atmosphere as if the people looking
would feel suffocated and mysteriously fly away.
His sharp eyes were red and his shoulders went up and down
every time he took a breath.
He frowned slightly and pushed the desk to the side fiercely.
The wooden desk that looked heavy was pushed towards the
wall easily and there’s nothing in between me and him.
“I like you so much……”
“………”
“I feel like I would be out of my mind.”
At his voice full of longing enough to take my breath away, I
bit my moist lips.
The turquoise eyes that were like the sea of a gateway, were
overflowing like the dark night sea.
I thought he would pounce at me wildly again, but he
suddenly reached out his hand and tucked my scattered hair
behind my ears very carefully.
“I like you.”
He was gentle but then he became ferocious in an instant, and
then he confessed sweetly with eyes full of restrain. I couldn’t
figure out Isidor at all.
Strangely, his duality made me relate to him weirdly and
made him look more attractive at the same time.
He has a lot of secrets, but he also has a side where he is
excessively honest with me sometimes.
“I like you.”
My cheeks flushed at his confession that rang in my ears
several times. When I lowered my head slightly, he lifted my
chin and rubbed the corner of my eyes gently.
“Please tell me that you like me too.”
He said in a desperate voice as if he was begging.
My voice was gone but I barely opened my mouth and
whispered faintly.
He curved his eyes slightly as if he managed to hear it, then he
covered my face with both hands and kissed me so that the
pecking sounds were heard.
The light kiss that came down softly like a drizzle continued
endlessly.
His lips touched all over my cheeks, eyes, forehead, and even
eyebrows.
“Shall we date?”
When his gaze met mine, he asked all of a sudden.
I nodded without hesitation. As I stared into his eyes flowing
with intense affection.
His eyes were full of surprise even when I agreed to his
suggestion and then hugged me tightly.
***
That evening. The carriage carrying dozens of baggage
arrived at the Seymour family.
The servants of Visconti visited Deborah with a dress, various
accessories, and shoes to wear on the day of the title
ceremony.
“The dress is really great. It’s not frivolous and even so, it’s
not that ordinary.”
“I can’t believe he took so much care from the hair
accessories to the anklet…..”
Even the servants of the high-standard Deborah were admired
for Isidor’s taste and attention to detail.
In addition, the news of Duke Visconti sending gifts went
straight into Duke Seymour’s ears.
“Has this fox bastard finally gone crazy!”
Duke Seymour ruthlessly tore apart Isidor’s letter that was
sent for him while bursting into anger.
“I clearly told him before!”
The vassals tried to calm down Duke Seymour as he was on
the verge of attacking Visconti right away and the twins’
expressions in the meeting room were flustered.
Deborah was the most talked partner for Duke Visconti’s title
ceremony.
‘I thought he would bring the lady recommended by his
family because there’s no particular talk about it yet.’
Isn’t it such a huge public setting?
All of the royal families will attend and it wi;l even be open to
the public, so the fact that Isidor will bring her to that place
means that she is extremely special to Isidor.
And it was also a wedge as a serious relationship to those who
previously had disagreements about what kind of relationship
the two had with each other.
Besides, the people who had various views on their
relationship would also be very convinced that it was a serious
relationship.
“How dare he make this offer just two days prior to the title
ceremony? This jerk is not in his right mind!”
His excuse of running short on time did not work on Duke
Seymour.
“What should I do with him?”
Belreck said in gloom.
The fact that Deborah accepted the dress from Isidor meant
that the parties had already reached an agreement, so the
situation wasn’t good.
“Well, if words won’t work, we can tie him in a dangerous
place and threaten him to take it back.”
Rosad, whose specialty was kidnapping, imprisonment,
torture, and threat, spoke grimly.
“Lord, Lord Rosad. If you really did that, we might be at war
with the Visconti family.”
One of the vassals who knew that Seymour’s direct line
lacked basic common sense was begging in horror.
“I’m kidding.”
Rosad pouted.
“….You were joking?”
Duke Seymour was rubbing his chin with a hint of regret
somewhere, then stood up with a stiff face.
“Bring forth all the carriages and horses we have right now!”
His eyes sparkled like a snake.
“On the day of the title ceremony, I’m thinking of intruding
on every street the Visconti carriage will pass by. The
youngest Duke? I will give him a stern hazing as the Duke of
20 years.”
“At least, he won’t be able to step foot in this mansion.”
“Please, please relax everyone!”
***
‘I almost got in trouble if it wasn’t for the teleportation
magic.’
Isidor has been receiving various hindrances from the men of
Seymour family until this day.
From various rumors to obstruction.
Eventually, he was able to move outside with the magic of
movement and entered the Seymour estate in a wagon that had
been stopped elsewhere.
Eventually, he was able to move outside by teleportation
magic and entered the Seymour estate in a carriage that had
been stopped elsewhere.
‘How is he here?’
As soon as he appeared in front of the townhouse to escort
Deborah, Duke Seymour looked shocked and Isidor greeted
him politely while feigning ignorance.
“Duke. Have you been well in the meantime?”
“Thanks to you I’m…… doing well. How come Duke
Visconti keeps looking great?”
“I’m flattered.”
Duke Seymour had no choice but to speak politely while
grinding his teeth because Isidor was raised to the same
position as him.
It was a trap that he might have to speak more formally in
official settings.
Deborah appeared with the help of the servants while both of
them were facing each other awkwardly.
Duke Seymour swallowed the bitterness at the appearance of
his daughter, who looks exceptionally elegant and beautiful
today.
He hated to admit it, but the Visconti guy seems to pay great
attention in order to make his daughter shine the brightest
today.
'He wouldn’t have that much time.’
Even the Duke of Seymour, who was not interested in
jewelry, could tell at a glance that the necklace is not ordinary
jewelry.
“You look so pretty today. See you later, Deborah.”
The duke said kindly while clasping his daughter’s hand.
He will attend this event as the representative of the head of
families for the high-ranking nobles, so they will meet again
anyway.
‘I. Will. Keep. My. Eyes. On. You.’
Duke Seymour glared brutally at Isidor with such meaning.
Isidor felt the stinging gaze, but he escorted Deborah as
politely as possible while keeping his smile.
After that, Visconti’s carriage with the glamorous gold seal
departed to the Khorun Castle where the title ceremony was
held.
Crowds were already flocking around the castle to see the
event.
Most of the people gathered to see the most beautiful duke in
the empire even from a distance.
The tallest platform stood tall in front of the Imperial Square.
Chairs with exquisite sculptures of a blue dragon were lined
up in the surroundings.
The deep blue chairs are for the queens and the royal family,
the purple chairs are for the high-ranking heads of the noble
families and their companions. The rest of the seats are for
distinguished guests invited by the emperor directly.
The owners of the seats began to appear one by one and as
soon as the carriage of Visconti appeared later on, all the
gazes of the people in the square were fixated on it.
CHAPTER 132

When the coachman opened the large carriage door, the crowd
was quiet with anticipation.
Various nobles attended to receive titles, but the main
character of the day was Duke Visconti.
Then, the youngest Duke of the Empire appeared.
They were wondering how great of a person he is to even
become the Flower of The Year even though he is a man, but
he is a beauty that could not even be imagined with poor
imagination.
Those who imagined Duke Visconti would be the pure
handsome guy because of the title of the flower, were also
surprised by his large physique and overwhelming
atmosphere.
They expected he would look quite easy as he took the title of
the Duke at a young age, but they were mistaken.
‘If anyone stands next to such a fine man, they will surely be
overshadowed.’
Afterwards, he politely reached out his hand and escorted his
partner from the carriage.
As soon as the woman with a stone-cold appearance got out of
the carriage, the crowd were in silence with different
meanings while holding their sigh.
They were doubting the rumours that they had gotten close
but eventually, Deborah is the partner of Duke Visconti.
‘I never thought he would bring her as his partner here.’
'I guess it’s true that there has been some kind of relationship
going on between Seymour and Visconti since a long time
ago.’
‘I heard that she got hold of his weakness.’
However, the moment Duke Visconti smiled softly while
looking at Deborah, the people there realized how groundless
the rumors that were going around and the reality was actually
simple.
Someone said that cough and love could not be concealed, so
everyone can clearly tell that Duke Visconti seemed to have
fallen in love with the princess of Seymour.
She linked his arms with confident eyes and the young duke
laughed shyly. Then, he carefully fixed her slightly twisted
bracelet.
‘Is he completely smitten with her?’
The fellow men especially knew better. The fact that such
expressions can never be made up.
Certainly, he looked dignified and cold up until now, but now
he looked like a youthful teenager at that fresh age.
Then, Isidor suddenly brought his face closer to her pale
cheeks and the brief shriek was heard around them.
It was an unintentional sound made by the ladies who glanced
over their fans.
They were wondering why their faces are so close together,
but suddenly they were whispering,
However, Deborah seemed to be in foul mood even though
Duke Visconti is being so affectionate,
She fluttered her fans while frowning a little.
Actually, her face hardened as she was so nervous due to her
fear of attention and she was just fluttering her fan because
she was hot to the extent of drenching in cold sweat, but the
people began to fall deep in confusion.
‘I think…. Duke Visconti seemed to like her more?’
'I guess I was not the only one to think that. I even doubted
my eyes for a moment.’
'Just what kind of charms she has……’
'Honestly, she is beautiful.’
‘She is more aristocratic than anyone in terms of appearance.’
In addition to her long-term evil reputation, her beauty was
not well-known because they were shocked at everything she
did recently.
However, the atmosphere that the both of them exuded were
completely opposite so her presence did not feel
overshadowed at all even though Duke Visconti stood next to
her and both of them stood out strikingly.
'They suit each other well. Even their behaviour is perfect.’
A madam muttered.
‘Any other young lady would be so nervous in this kind of
place but, as expected, her confidence is as great as the direct
line of Seymour.’
'Her clothes are also formal and stylish.’
The accessories weren’t excessive, and the silk dress she wore
was very unique.
The mermaid line dress looked blue at first glance, but it
gradually changed into purple towards the hem of the dress.
The dress emphasized her height and matched her skin tone
well.
The blue diamond shining from her white neck was especially
a masterpiece.
'That jewel… Isn’t it the blue diamond that was mined not
long ago? It is called the water drop diamond, reminiscent of
the tears of a mermaid…..’
Obviously, it was Isidor’s marketing strategy.
‘I can’t believe Deborah is the first person to present that rare
jewel after the pink diamond.’
The Duke of Visconti and Deborah were seated at the front
under the guidance of an imperial servant and the nobles who
saw the necklace up close as they passed by could not hide
their astonishment.
'Did you see the delicate crafted cursive writing at the
bottom?’
‘Mineral craftsmanship is popular these days.’
'I am sure her name was engraved on it! There are very small
diamonds embedded in the line.’
‘Oh my god, no one could ever wear it on their neck even if it
was lost on the black market.’
‘Well. What rights do you have to wear the necklace engraved
with Deborah Seymour’s name? You should be glad that your
neck did not fly away.’
Although the Emperor who was led by the royal family
appeared, the interest of the nobles was still focused on the
youngest duke and the princess of Seymour.
There was also a gaze looking down at Deborah with cold
eyes.
***
‘I never thought it would be such a large scale place.’
I expected that Isidor would draw attention, but I never
thought that I would be seated in the front where I could see
every inch of grey hair in the emperor’s blue hair.
‘Because I was eaten up with jealousy…..What the hell have I
done?’
I had a thought that Lady Cyril or something is bold. I never
thought I would sit in front of the Emperor.
I watched the local lords receiving the title in a stiff manner.
The Emperor awarded the title starting from the title of Count
and Isidor’s title is the highest here so he will be awarded last.
It seemed like every place would make the highlight of the
show the last thing to be presented.
‘If I buy a title as well, it must be at an appropriate level.’
I think I can live around 2 years with this moment right now.
I suddenly made eye contact with the 5th Princess who was
sitting in the imperial seat as I was staring blankly in front
while calculating inside my mind.
She winked and made a gesture to drink something.
“Did you decide to have a drink with the princess?”
Isidor whispered softly to me and my shoulder hunched as I
felt tickles in my ears.
“No.”
“… I also should not let my guard down on that side either.”
'What are you saying?’
“The same goes with your father.”
Isidor quickly removed his face from my ears and kept
muttering something gibberish saying that he almost died just
now.
'By the way, I’m really bored.’
I bit my lips to suppress the yawn that would come out of
boredom as the repeating pattern continued.
The atmosphere gradually became dull and I also felt that the
Emperor felt tired as he kept saying the same things.
After the awarding ceremony for the title of the Count, which
lasted for around three to four hours, there was a brief time for
refreshments and the surroundings became disarranged.
“Deborah. It’s quite different to see you here. You also look
so pretty today.”
“Your Highness. How have you been?”
“I’m fine.”
The 5th princess came together with her companion with a
relieved face. The person who came together with her is the
Crown Prince.
‘Come to think of it, the 5th princess is the only younger sister
of the Crown Prince.’
Since the name of the first Empress is different, both of them
with the same mother probably depended on each other a lot
within the imperial family.
On the other hand, the Crown Prince shook hand lightly and
bumped his shoulder with Isidor. It was a move that was
likely to be done with close friends.
And I felt a strange sympathy while looking at the Crown
Prince who was deceived by a scammer.
'Your Highness. This scumbag is the Master of Blanchia.’
But still, I kept my mouth closed as my lover’s life is
precious……
“I should call you Duke of Visconti now.”
“You can call me comfortably, Your Highness.”
“Haha. Sure. Duke of Visconti.”
When their greetings were done, the Crown Prince stared at
me with eyes full of curiosity.
“…This person is Princess Deborah.”
Isidor introduced me to the Crown Prince with a hint of
reluctance because the imperial family does not give their
greetings first.
The Crown Prince bursted into a short laughter.
“Isidor, I didn’t know you have this kind of side.”
“………”
“I also heard your name a lot from my sister, Deborah. Vivian
is completely smitten with you. You also have excellent talent
in magic theories, right?”
“I’m flattered.”
“You don’t have to be so humble. Rosad also contributed
greatly by playing active part in the war and I heard your
name here and there, so I wanted to have a conversation with
you like this.”
He spoke with an impatient expression.
“But there’s one thing I’m curious about. Since when have
you been so close with Isidor? My friend is not this kind of
person so he has no interest in this kind of thing. It’s not
strange even if he suddenly enters the monastery one day.”
"Brother. Won’t Deborah be troubled with such a question?
Also, I am closer to her. Right, Deborah?”
Isidor narrowed his eyes and the 5th princess linked with my
arms triumphantly.
“Aren’t we in a relationship where we interact with our soul
while sharing deep knowledge? It’s just a high dimensional
world that the knights will never understand.”
'But Isidor is a Magic Swordsman.’
Isidor raised his eyebrows slightly with a stiff face and the
Crown Prince muttered while pressing his temple with a tired
face.
“Vivian. I’m begging you, let’s talk about the marriage
laws….later on.”
'What the hell are you talking about?’
Why did I feel like they were talking about me, but I could
only understand half of their words?
I felt a chill gaze somewhere while I was standing blankly in
confusion, so I turned around my head.
'What is it?’
I suddenly made eye contact with a beautiful middle-aged
woman with long straight black hair tied in half.
‘…..I feel like I know who she is.’
She had an exotic appearance and I saw that she sat near the
emperor just now, so she must be the 4th Queen as described
in the novel.
She is also the mother of the 3rd prince who played an
important role in the later part of the story.
‘But why does it feel like… she is glaring at me?’
CHAPTER 133

The 4th Queen, who was looking towards me, turned her body
around slowly and disappeared among the nobles. I kept
trying to deny my gut feeling.
‘Well, she is a total stranger so why would she stare at me out
of the blue?’
However, the eerie feeling that I felt the moment our eyes met
was still lingering in my heart.
When I was patting my thumping heart, I suddenly came back
to my senses at the Crown Prince’s word.
“Duke Visconti and Princess Deborah. See you at the after-
party banquet.”
“Yes. Your Highness.”
“See you later.”
The 5th Princess walked away after shaking my hands. As
soon as they disappeared, Isidor spoke to me.
“Are you uncomfortable somewhere?”
When I shook my head, he caressed the back of my hand
gently.
“The event is long, right? There are quite a lot of nobles who
were awarded with titles this quarter.”
There were nobles who inherited titles from their fathers like
Isidor, but there were quite a few nobles whose titles were
gained from their contributions.
This is because monster waves occurred frequently due to the
recent crack in the barrier and there were many people who
played an active part in the front line other than Rosad.
The 3rd Prince also played an active part in the battlefield.
In the novel, he returned to the capital with the support of the
northern lords.
He was described as having a strong presence in the novel, but
now it seems like his presence is being buried because of
Rosad.
‘By the way, why did Rosad suddenly become a star?’
Unfortunately, there was also news that the theatre adaptation
of Rosad’s recent contribution will be released.
He’s a guy with a bad personality but he’s famous because he
is handsome and takes good care of his appearance.
Belreck, who earned a fortune from my massager, was only
stuck in the tower and in a hurry to meet the demand for the
magic tools.
‘Is it okay to be like this?’
The original story was flowing strangely, so I smacked my
lips.
“It’s an uncomfortable place, but thank you for coming with
me.”
Isidor whispered gently to me while I was deep in thought.
“Shall we go back to our seats? The event will start again
soon.”
I don’t even need to be escorted but Isidor pushed out his
arms as if he wanted to link arms with me.
I pinched my forearm slightly because he looked cute and he
smiled with his eyes that seemed to be in a good mood.
The moment he smiled, I heard a short scream like a dolphin
somewhere but I tried to ignore it.
After a while, the Emperor, who was temporarily absent for a
break, appeared. The ceremony of the title succession that
paused for a while, proceeded again.
After a long wait, the awarding ceremony for the title of Duke
was carried out.
Isidor walked on the red carpet between tall marble columns
and walked up onto the high platform. Then, he kneeled
politely in front of the emperor.
“I wish for the glory of the Duke of Visconti’s family, the
pillar of the Empire.”
Even the people who came were holding their breath at the
reverent moment that is just like a drawing.
'Why is there no magic to shoot a video?’
Fortunately enough, there are some painters who will record
this moment as a drawing.
‘They look like they are struggling.’
The painters had faces as if they wanted to tear the paper right
away. It was an expression that they couldn’t figure out how
to draw that face on the canvas.
‘Well. Even pictures and videos could not capture that
beauty.’
I look at him for a while when receiving the title and thinking
that it’s a close funny comment.
***
After the event, a banquet was held in the central grand hall of
the Imperial Palace.
It was also a great place to build connections for the nobles
who just received new titles because important figures also
attended.
‘I can’t believe even the Lord of Tower is coming to the
banquet.’
‘I certainly thought that he would be absent.’
Some of the nobles were excited when the Duke of Seymour
would show up as he only appeared in official settings but did
not attend such an informal banquet.
They approached him as they wanted to be acquainted with
the Lord of Tower through this opportunity, but then they
took a step back immediately.
This is because the atmosphere of Duke Seymour was
bloodthirsty as if he would bite onto anyone.
He had a gaze like he would freeze every part of the hall
immediately. When Deborah, who just changed into the
banquet dress, approached him, he turned into a kind and
caring father.
'What did I just see?’
There were also people who doubted their eyes among the
nobles standing nearby.
“Deborah, it’s time to go back home.”
A moment of trouble passed by Deborah’s eyes at Duke
Seymour’s suggestion as if he was gritting his teeth.
Isidor, who is no different from the protagonist of this event,
must remain at this banquet hall for some time. However, if
his partner leaves right now, he would be in a weird situation.
However, the Duke of Seymour did not care about his
circumstances.
“It is a very tiring place. Why are there so many nobles here?
It would be better to go home and take a rest quickly since
tomorrow is Monday.”
“Actually, I’ve been waiting to dance the first song with
father but if you are tired, we should probably return home,
right?”
Duke Seymour froze.
“Cough. I didn’t say that I am tired. I am worried since it has
been a long time since I danced, but….”
He gently held his daughter’s hand who requested a dance
while trying to hide his happy face.
‘That guy knows some basic manners.’
Isidor, who gave way to her first dance willingly, stood
against the wall all alone.
The Duke of Seymour inwardly sticks out his tongue as he
sees Isidor who doesn’t give a single glance to others even
though beautiful young girls roam around his area.
‘That impersonal guy.’
Although it is better than being full of humanity.
‘The person who suits the Seymour well must be a magician.
The knight is just so-so.’
He had been foolish and indifferent to his children, so he
finally could have the first dance with his daughter. However,
it was inevitable for him to feel that Isidor is like a thief
because Isidor was waiting for the opportunity to dance with
his daughter.
As soon as the Minuet song started, Duke Seymour changed
his steps while ignoring the beat as if he forgot to dance and
Deborah, who had good athletic ability, matched her steps
with him easily.
“Deborah.”
Duke Seymour said while turning slowly.
“I heard that you are making a textbook for beginner formulas
at the academy?”
“I made it during my spare time thanks to Enrique.”
“You’re admirable. I hope that you keep continuing to do
what you want just like right now. Without being restricted by
the traditions.”
Actually, she was working hard in order to be a rich jobless
person, but the Duke didn’t know the truth.
“Also, you should never believe the words of a man. This is
the truth.”
“……….”
On the other hand, the appearance of the Lord of Tower, who
was famous for being cold, dancing with his daughter drew
the attention of everyone there.
When Deborah turned gracefully while fluttering her evening
dress, their exclamation also flowed out.
‘It’s regretful that she does not look beautiful in my eyes
only.’
Isidor was looking around the ballroom while quietly standing
against the wall, then he approached her who had just finished
dancing with Duke Seymour while wearing his white gloves.
'I shouldn’t ask Deborah for a dance today.’
It is basic etiquette for their first dance to be with their ball
partner, so only when her dance with Isidor ended, the other
guys could ask her for a dance.
If Isidor doesn’t dance with her, they have no choice but to
wait forever.
He hid his intentions and carefully arranged her dress hem
that was rumpled by the Duke’s step.
“If my daughter comes back late, I will make the Duke of
Visconti responsible for it. You should be ready for war.”
Duke Seymour left the ballroom after whispering as if leaving
a warning and Isidor looked at Duke Seymour’s back with a
strange feeling.
He really felt like his neck would fly away by an ice arrow
immediately just now, but maybe because he yielded the first
dance, Duke Seymour’s bloodthirstiness subsided.
‘I feel like I still have a long way to go.’
The saltiness will never be diluted just by pouring a bucket of
water into the sea.
“What did he say?”
“He told me not to make you too tired. Oh, aren’t you hungry?
Let’s go to the tea room.”
“Sure. Duke.”
They went into the tea room in the back.
There were still a lot of people talking in the hall, so inside the
room where finger foods were prepared was quiet.
“Try this. This will be delicious as the cream cheese is on
top.”
Isidor brought a lot of food like a mother bird carrying food to
its nest.
When I was appeasing my hunger by eating the biscuit topped
with smoked salmon, a group led by the 3rd Prince entered the
tea room as they were making a loud noise.
The people that appeared with the 3rd Prince, Javier Histach,
were the northern lord who was raised to the status of Marquis
and his sons.
The 3rd Prince, who came to the north while leading the army
given by the imperial family, attacked the monsters
successfully and distinguished himself greatly on the
battlefield with the northern lord by his side.
Minu Marshal, the eldest son of the lord, was not familiar
with the situation in the capital and he could not grasp the
reality properly even though he heard about Deborah’s evil
reputation.
“As expected, the ladies in the capital are different in many
ways.”
He kept whispering behind since a while ago saying that she
is pretty.
When he met Deborah at the quiet tea room in the midst of
that, he approached her and asked for a dance. But he was
rejected right away.
“I refuse.”
“Can you tell me the reason why?”
“Can’t you see I’m in the middle of eating?”
“Well, I’m not telling you to dance right away, but maybe
later…..”
“You cannot do that. Even me, her partner, haven’t danced
with her yet. Above all, you lacked manners. I’m telling you
this is not the appropriate place to ask for a dance.”
As soon as the Duke of Visconti stepped in, Minu Marshall
stepped back as if running away.
At that time, the 3rd Prince was holding a glass of champagne
and he suddenly poured the champagne on Deborah’s skirt.
As if it was a mistake.
CHAPTER 134

I screamed in silence.
‘Ack! It’s cold!’
The area around my thigh became wet without any warning.
The light purple dress of the silk texture began to stick onto
my body unpleasantly due to being drenched in the cold
champagne.
“Oh my, I made a mistake with the beautiful lady.”
His hand movements while pouring the champagne were
obviously deliberate, but the man in front of my eyes, who is
believed to be the 3rd Prince, pretended to be surprised while
raising his eyebrows.
“Mistake……..?”
The man curled his eyes strangely at my mumble.
“Right. It’s unfortunate that you seem to feel offended by my
mistake. Of course, I will compensate you greatly for ruining
your dress until you are satisfied.”
He suddenly spilled alcohol all over me but he did not even
apologize and expressed his regret instead.
“I will give you a dress from a famous designer than what you
are wearing right now by sending a servant….,”
I grabbed the tablecloth and pulled it even before his words
ended.
Soon, the champagne and the finger foods plate on the table
spilled over the 3rd Prince’s left leg and white cream stuck
onto his black suit pants before falling on the floor.
“……..”
A moment of silence flowed in the tea room.
“My hand slipped by mistake. It’s unfortunate. I will send you
an expensive robe as compensation.”
“……..”
“Phew, the smell is terrible.”
I also didn’t forget to talk sarcastically with a cold tone while
shaking off the dress that reeks of alcohol.
I intentionally decided to speak more shamelessly than the 3rd
Prince. As I was thinking about the rude guy in the same
department in my previous life.
“As we live, we are bound to make one or two mistakes.
Anyway, Do Hee, you are too much of a perfectionist.”
When he tried to make amends by saying it’s a mistake for
causing me an inconvenience, the past me couldn’t respond
properly and let it pass by absent-mindedly.
At times like this, it’s human nature to make the other person
feel the same embarrassment as me.
In addition, the fact that I am acting like this might also be
because I am confident that Isidor will support my words for
sure.
“You are just like the rumors. Audacious.”
The 3rd Prince suddenly laughed loudly while showing his
teeth and I took a sip of champagne in my hand.
“I guess I am famous enough to be the subject of rumors. I
don’t know who you are but, I think you should see a doctor if
you think what happened just now is just a mistake……”
I guessed that the man in front of me was the 3rd Prince
because his appearance resembled the 4th Queen and had dark
blue hair, but I spoke while feigning ignorance.
He is someone who I haven’t been introduced to officially yet.
Of course, I might have seen him while passing by at the
imperial events in the past, but his face might have changed
since he was stuck in the north for quite some time and I can
just say that I didn’t know him.
"Doctor?”
“The fact that your hand tremor is bad as you cannot hold
your champagne properly, means that it is a serious disease.
You should consider it more seriously in order to succeed in
your father’s title……”
I slightly rub salt into the wound of the 3rd Prince’s situation
as he is far from the Imperial Throne.
“This person is the 3rd Prince, so what do you mean by hand
tremor?!”
The foolish guy who I rejected to dance with just now,
stepped in furiously.
“You keep being impolite. Where did you learn your manners
to keep butting in when the higher-ups are having a
conversation?”
Isidor interrupts the guy with a cold voice.
‘His words are harsher than usual. Perhaps, Isidor is……
angry?’
The guy flinched in surprise as Isidor’s coldness touched his
skin and Isidor turned his gaze to the 3rd Prince with a cold
face.
“You also know the best by yourself that you did not act like a
member of the imperial family just now.”
“Hah, are you lecturing me right now? I was never lectured by
my father, the Emperor, but I was lectured by you, who just
became a Duke?”
“No. I’m not pointing you out. It would be better if you say it
clearly in a direct manner rather than looking petty.”
I suddenly realized why the 3rd Prince deliberately poured
champagne on me at Isidor’s sharp criticism.
If there is someone the royal family wanted to be introduced
to, it is customary for their acquaintance to be the middle
person without them talking directly.
However, there is no right person to be the bridge between me
and the 3rd Prince.
The 3rd Prince wanted to talk to me, so he suddenly poured
champagne on me since he wanted to save his face.
If I did not cause a ruckus, he probably would turn the
situation as he intended under the pretext that he would
compensate me accordingly.
'But why are you doing this to me? Please talk as much as you
like to the heroine, Mia.”
The 3rd Prince, who turned pale with humiliation at the word
petty, twisted his lips while I was feeling absurd
“Duke of Visconti. You will regret running your mouth
recklessly like that.”
It was the typical villain’s line who was out of words.
“I look forward to it.”
Isidor suddenly took off his outer coat while narrowing his
eyes like a fox.
Then, he suddenly covered me with it.
“I did a good job at preparing several evening dresses. It was
hard to choose just one as you suit all of them.”
I felt like the area spilled with alcohol was not only at the hem
of my skirt and thighs, but also my upper body.
“You might catch a cold.”
A group of nobles entered the tea room just in time and when
they saw me wearing Isidor’s coat, they were confused.
They came to a hasty conclusion as they thought I did
something when they saw my skirt reek of alcohol.
“What happened suddenly?”
However, their doubtful gaze towards me changed soon.
“Someone might have drank too much as they were excited
from being raised to a higher title…..”
Isidor spoke words full of meaning while looking at the 3rd
Prince’s party and brought me out of the tea room quickly.
Isidor left them behind and shook his finger lightly like he did
at Blanchia.
Crash-!
There was a loud breaking and crushing sound from behind. I
realized right away that the mess was caused by Isidor with
his teleportation magic.
“What the hell is going on?”
“I think some noble made a mistake as he was already drunk.”
Someone managed to translate Isidor’s mumbling words and
moved away.
"Oh my gosh……”
The elderly noble, who stopped by to appease their hunger,
went out of the tea room that was reek in wine and champagne
and clicked their tongue.
“It wasn’t even long since the banquet started, but I can’t
believe you are in that state since you are drunk already.”
“No matter how delighted you are to be raised into a higher
title, you seem to be making a lot of noise with no demeanor.”
When I saw Isidor change the situation to his advantage in an
instant, I was astonished.
I changed my wet dress to a new one from Isidor and came
back alone.
Isidor was receiving congratulations from the nobles, then he
left them quickly as soon as I approached him.
“You don’t have to talk with them anymore?”
“Who would dare to say anything to me, the Duke? They
won’t be that daring.”
“It’s an abuse of power.”
“I have to be stronger to protect it.”
He mumbled something quietly in a voice full of meaning.
"What?”
“Let’s go out and take a walk together after a little while.”
However, I was approached by the 5th Princess with
champagne in both of her hands and I was stuck with her for a
while.
***
The 3rd Prince swept up his blue hair that flowed over his
forehead in nervousness.
The foolish Marquis of North, who kept sipping alcohol from
the moment he stepped in the hall, suddenly fell over the long
bar table lined with wine and everything on top of the table
fell over like a domino, so the inside of the tea room became a
mess beyond actions.
He was also considered like the fool who drank heavily out of
excitement as soon as he returned to the capital as one of
those damn country bumpkins.
'Damn it, the smell of alcohol.’
He went out of the grand hall and threw his black coat roughly
on the floor.
The more he thought about it, the more furious he got.
He completely believed in his mother’s words that the
situation would turn to his advantage after coming back from
suffering in the north for a while.
He gathered power while enduring the nagging of the black
magician given by his mother in that boring and cold place,
but when he actually returned to the capital, there was another
jerk who devoured all of the sweet rewards.
‘What a load of rubbish that the woman with no presence is a
saint……’
He clicked his tongue when he thought of Mia whom his
mother briefly introduced him to.
It would be better to steal Deborah from Duke Visconti rather
than such a boring woman and he felt that it is more exciting
to make Deborah bow under him.
Deborah is the person that caught his eyes the most at today’s
place.
Of course, there were a lot of beautiful ladies, but Deborah
had a cold yet alluring appearance just like her rumors of
being a villainess. There was also a dark corner that
stimulated his secret desires.
‘How proud of you to be a Seymour. How dare you do that to
the royal family.’
The 3rd Prince recalled her red eyes that looked at him like
she was sneering at him and his lips distorted.
Every time he saw the appearance of those who should be
crawling under him holding their head high, it hurt his pride.
He never thought he would get used to these feelings at all.
“Javi. Why are you out already? Let’s talk more inside.”
Javi is Javier’s nickname.
His mother, the 4th Queen, approached and caressed her son’s
haggard face with a sorrowful look.
“Javi. What is this smell of alcohol? It’s too early to get
drunk……”
He recalled the annoyance in his black eyes.
“Should I bear with it without drinking?”
“Why are you angry?”
“The plausible title of War Hero was taken by Rosad Seymour
and there would be no nobles who don’t know that Isidor,
who recently took over the title Duke of Visconti, is close to
the Crown Prince.”
“…….”
“I came after suffering in the north, but on the contrary, I am
constantly being pushed away from the centre of the social
world. I did everything as mother said!”
“Calm down, my child.”
She looked at her son, who exactly resembles her, like it
wouldn’t hurt her even if she didn’t blink her eyes and then
her eyes shined like an abyss
“Everything will be yours. Don’t worry.”
However, Javier grit his teeth after pushing her away roughly
and walked quickly towards the Palace of Autumn where his
residence was located.
The 4th Queen stared at her son’s back for a while with dark
eyes. She was also biting her fingernails enough to smear
blood on her lips.
CHAPTER 135

‘Ah, I am so wasted.’
It was the 5th Princess’ words and not mine.
She appeared with champagne in both of her hands and
emptied the glass quickly as if she was in a race. She also
drank a lot while telling Isidor to decide the victory or defeat
right here most of the time.
Isidor also drank quite a lot with the 5th Princess, but
annoyingly, he is more carefree than usual.
“Deborah. I hope you can call me Vivian comfortably in
private.”
The princess said with a slightly flushed face due to the
alcohol.
“All right.”
“Don’t be so stiff like that and call my name. Hmph! I’m
sad.”
“Princess Vivian.”
Her moist eyes became tearier at my call.
“…One more time ”
'It’s already the fifth time.’
Vivian is the type of person who will repeat the same words
when drunk.
“I will take this drunkard away.”
The Crown Prince, who couldn’t stand looking at the
situation, carried her over his shoulder with a big sigh and the
princess huffed.
“Let go of me -! I haven’t heard her call my name yet.”
“You have already heard enough. Please stop embarrassing
the royal family and go back. Oh, and Deborah.”
The Crown Prince looked at me with a delightful smile.
“Yes?”
“Let’s dance once together with me next time.”
Looking at the mischievous tone mixed in his voice, it was
clear that the Crown Prince wanted to tease Isidor.
“You can’t.”
When Isidor took the joke seriously, the Crown Prince
chuckled.
“What a surprise. Please let me know later how you became
close with Isidor, Deborah. We’ll head out first.”
The Crown Prince left leisurely while bringing the 5th
Princess who was hiccuping so badly.
“Finally, they are gone.”
Isidor removed the cravat that was choking him while
muttering in annoyance.
‘Why… why are you taking it off so dangerously.’
“Whew, it’s hot.”
He looked fine but he loosened his shirt slightly, maybe
because he was feeling hot due to the alcohol and the muscles
of his long neck came into my sight.
“I want to get some air, so let’s go out together.”
I followed him to the terrace behind the Imperial Palace’s
Hall. There was a garden with a small fountain behind the
forest.
'How did you know such a secretive place?’
“I have visited the main palace since I was young because of
the Crown Prince, so I roughly knew the structure around
here.”
Isidor sat on the fountain and I took a seat next to him.
“In the end, only both of us are left.”
Isidor sat close to me and smiled purely like a puppy as if he
was in a good mood.
'Is he drunk?’
“I think I’m a little drunk.”
He touched the ends of my hair carefully and lowered his long
lashes.
“I’m still fine so don’t worry. Aren’t you cold?”
“Yeah.”
Astia has had a cool climate for a long time, so spring and
autumn are long while summer and winter are short. But there
was no time to feel the cold because I was too bothered by our
touching arms.
He pulled my head slightly and made me lean on his shoulder.
I was quite nervous at the sound of Isidor’s breathing up close
and he played with my purple hair that stretched until my
waist for a while.
“Don’t dance with other people.”
He suddenly squeezed my hair and said confidently.
“Is there even anyone who wants to dance with me?”
“You were asked just now.”
“The Crown Prince’s words were probably just meant to tease
you.”
It was clearly stated in the novel. The Crown Prince likes the
pure and naive girl like Mia.
“You secretly lacked awareness.”
Isidor mumbled quietly and swept up my bangs slowly.
His hot lips touched my forehead once and fell off.
“Pretty.”
He laughed while lowering his eyes again.
'Isidor seems to have a lot of laughter when he’s drunk.’
“I think…… for some reason, I keep laughing like a silly
guy.”
Then he frowned slightly and rubbed the corner of my lips
with his hand.
“Do you perhaps know how to read minds when drunk?”
“You are the one who made me bring out the words I kept
hidden inside.”
“Me?”
“Yes. If you keep staring at me with such pretty eyes, I
become honest unintentionally.”
He slowly locked our fingers together while blaming me.
“I want to kiss you. Since that day, I keep thinking about it.”
His unfiltered words made me feel tingles in my chest. In fact,
I also thought about it from time to time.
When I remembered the tense feeling that spread from my
heart to my neck as if I was floating in the air, Isidor’s
beautiful face slowly came closer.
‘I am certain that he knows how to read minds.’
I squeezed my hand that was interlocked with his fingers and
closed my eyes. Then, he put his lips on my chin while
chuckling.
He kissed the end of my chin several times, then bit my lips
quickly.
His other arms wrapped my waist like a snake and embraced
it tightly, then he pulled me with his lips while biting my
tongue gently.
The sweet taste of champagne that he drank lingered on my
tongue. The deeper our tongues were battling against each
other, my mind was in a greater haze as if I was drunk.
He kept sucking and eating my lips and tongue repeatedly. He
was desperate like a person who couldn’t endure the thirst.
At some point, I detached my lips unintentionally as I felt like
I might break down from the overwhelming feelings.
When I faced him, his drowsy face took my breath away.
His attractive lips were smeared with my lipstick and his neat
bangs were dishevelled.
The collar of his shirt that he released from the cravat was
wider than usual, so I felt like I was peeking at something bad
for some reason.
His collarbone in front of my eyes was sunken back and forth
and his chest went up and down roughly.
“It fell off.”
Red alarm rang in my mind, so I took out my handkerchief
while averting my gaze quickly.
He wiped the corner of his mouth slowly and stood up.
“I will take you to the carriage.”
Isidor spoke in a restrained voice and raised me up.
I certainly felt the breathtaking tension in the air but he
seemed to take a step back patiently.
When I was filled with strange regret and listlessness, he
grabbed my cheeks and kissed me once again while
swallowing a slight curse.
The rough and unrefined kiss swept by quickly. I even
thought that I might be eaten whole by him.
“You should do that face in front of me only.”
He breathed and said a little pleadingly.
“What kind of face… … ?”
“That expression just now. Come to think of it, I think I
wanted to monopolize you for myself all day long.”
Isidor bit the back of my ears as if stamping it. A red mark
was left for sure as I seemed to feel a sting.
“I like you so much.”
However, he confessed so that I couldn’t do anything. He had
a sweet and desperate expression on the other hand.
I couldn’t even budge an inch when he, who is meticulous in
everything, showed his raw emotions awkwardly.
“I also feel the same.”
Before we parted ways with my swollen lips, I kissed his
cheeks lightly in front of the carriage.
He was surprised even though we did it so much just now.
I got into the carriage quickly without looking back because I
was embarrassed by his reaction.
***
Isidor was speechless for a while holding his cheek because
she just left quickly after leaving a sudden kiss.
Heat rose up to his neck later on and deep arousal lingered in
his heart.
Deborah did not only play with his feelings but also with his
emotions as if pulling on a leash.
‘I missed her so much as soon as we parted ways.’
Actually, he didn’t want to send her back so quickly.
If only the place was not in the imperial palace, their lips
would be against each other all night. It was so good to the
extent of making him crazy.
‘I should have made the next plan right away.’
He had forgotten the important thing as he was being
impatient because of the obstructors.
‘It’s more annoying since they are the royal family.’
Isidor frowned when he recalled that the 3rd Prince’s eyes
made him reminded of Philaf’s, and he held the handkerchief
smeared with her lipstick before riding the horse to return to
the mansion.
Upon arriving at the townhouse, the servants moved rushingly
to greet Isidor, who officially became the real duke. Miguel,
who came to greet him, approached him as he got off the
horse.
“What?”
“Madam Agatha is here.”
“Aunt?”
He raised his eyebrows.
Agatha Baslein was Isidor’s aunt. She is the only bloodline
left for him.
The Marchioness of Baslen was not on good terms with her
foolish brother to the extent of severing their relationship, but
she really cherished her clever nephew.
She even came to the extent of having no intentions to
commemorate the scumbag and did not even appear at the
funeral of the late Duke Visconti.
Marchioness Baslein visited the estate and stopped by the
mansion to congratulate her nephew who received the title.
“She is taking a rest from the fatigue of travelling here right
now and she said the duke must be tired from the title
ceremony, so she decided to meet with Your Grace tomorrow
morning.”
Marchioness Baslein and the deceased empress knew each
other, so the Crown Prince and Isidor have been close since
childhood as they were introduced to each other.
“Pay her great attention so that she does not feel any
discomfort during her stay here.”
Isidor had affection for his aunt unlike for his father, then he
went into his room after instructing Miguel.
CHAPTER 136

“You suffered a lot in the meantime.”

Isidor came to greet his aunt early in the morning and
Marchioness Baslein hugged him gently and patted his back.
“I did not even suffer.”
“Well, you must be tired of cleaning up after the bad father.”
She said coldly.
“The vassals also seem to follow you better.”
The mansion that used to have a gloomy atmosphere
somewhere, was distinctively different than before.
‘I never thought you would grow up so well.’
She felt fond and proud.
Her nephew was more than what she would say smart.
All the swordsmanship teachers see eye to eye that Isidor
would become a prodigy among the swordmasters and the
private tutors were amazed that he is smart enough to excel in
each field of study.
That’s why Brad Visconti, the former head of the family,
cared about Isidor, his grandson, much more than his son.
It was one of the biggest reasons why Albert Visconti, who
has never heard anything nice from his father, felt inferior
towards Isidor.
“That jerk. There’s no doubt he’s my father’s son.”
Albert even suspected that Isidor was not his son, but his
youngest brother who had a wide age gap.
It was a miracle he grew up upright under such a disastrous
father.
“By the way, I never thought that the foul human would go in
such vain.”
She mumbled like a sigh while sipping tea and Isidor took a
sip of tea to hide his bitter smile.
His father’s death was absurd because he went in vain.
When he heard the testimony of the servants, it was quite a
sight.
‘I never thought he would drink alcohol mixed with drugs.’
In fact, Albert Visconti’s sudden death was not in the original
story.
In the novel, Isidor stayed longer in the southern provinces
than in the capital. If those unpleasant people stopped by the
castle, he quickly dealt with them in the shadows.
However, Albert Visconti became more self-indulgent as
Isidor stayed in the capital for a long time due to his business
partnership with Deborah.
He was looking for great excitement. Then, he died of a heart
attack when he brought in the ruffians dealing with drugs
inside the mansion and drank heavily.
The sudden death of the former Duke of Visconti was a
coincidence caused by a change in Isidor’s action.
Also, the influence of the 3rd Prince, who was raised to a title,
was not talked about and completely buried in the central
social circle because of Isidor’s sudden succession to the title
of the Duke.
Their attention was completely focused on the young and
graceful Duke Visconti as to who and when he would marry,
and what kind of moves that he would make.
“I only heard about you everywhere I go recently.”
Marchioness Baslein had been pestered by the madam who
was prying about her nephew for a while.
It was surprising that the partner who appeared with Isidor at
his first official setting was the princess of Seymour, who’s
also in the middle of everyone’s attention.
‘I hope my nephew will definitely figure it out by himself.’
Deborah’s a lady with a gorgeous background, but the
Marchioness was bothered about the princess’ poor
reputation.
There is no smoke without fire.
‘Why does it have to be the most talked-about lady….’
She only keeps her thoughts in mind. She already had a lot to
worry about, so she doesn’t want to interfere in this kind of
thing senselessly.
She looked up in concern but Isidor smiled softly.
“Things will run around and cool off quickly in the social
circle, so it will quiet down soon.”
She shook her head.
“Well. We need to see how it unfolds first.”
***
The fact that Isidor’s partner was Deborah was buzzing at the
Academy every day.
It became a more hot issue when the jewelry she received
from the Duke of Visconti was very rare and even had her
initials engraved on it.
This is because the preparation time needs quite skillful work.
“He already had Deborah in mind since the beginning, so
Lady Cyril only made vain efforts.”
Lady Cyril did not appear in the Academy recently perhaps
due to embarrassment.
“Based on what I heard, he even prepared a variety of evening
dresses, and not only the jewelry.”
“If they are not in a serious relationship, that kind of devotion
cannot be explained.”
The ladies who had Isidor in their hearts were disappointed.
“By the way, the Duke must have known Deborah’s
personality, so how……..”
“She’s from a good family. She’s a good match for the young
duke to establish himself.”
Even in the midst of this, there were also some ladies who
refused to acknowledge their relationship.
However, the protagonists of the rumor walked around the
campus together as if showing off. In fact, Isidor only came to
the Faculty of Magic out of the blue because he wanted to see
Deborah’s face.
“Duke. Will you please stop?”
“What?”
“Staring at me.”
Isidor was staring at Deborah’s face with a fixed gaze even
when they didn’t see each other for just two days while saying
he almost died due to withdrawal.
“Gasp.”
Guillaume, who was passing by, opened his mouth widely
while looking at the strange sight.
“Both of you seem to be in a good relationship. Are you guys
dating?”
Tiery approach like a player languidly leaving the frozen
Guillaume behind, then Deborah shoots her sharp eyes.
“If, if not, then fine.”
“Why ask when it’s true. I knew it, Tiery’s wits are the best in
the world.”
Meanwhile, Isidor said calmly while beaming and Thierry
flinched.
“Really? Since when? Deborah. I might be less modest than
Isidor, but I have a lot of charms. Think about it.”
“It’s not charms, but boldness.”
Isidor was quite annoyed by Tiery’s provocation as he wasn’t
sure if it was a joke or he’s being serious.
“Oh, I also play the piano better.”
Although she never came to listen again. Tiery grumbled
while thinking it was heartless of her.
“That damn piano, I’m also practising it every day, so can you
stop appealing to her?”
Then, Deborah looked like she was holding her laughter while
she suddenly folded her eyes and Tiery’s mouth was agape as
if the frozen rose was melting.
“This will harm my heart again.”
“Do you want to duel with me?”
When Isidor took off his gloves halfway, Tiery treated him
generously.
"I’m joking. I mean, you must treat her well. You are not the
only person who is popular.”
“I know better than anyone that she is popular.”
"I’m glad. Deborah. If that jerk upset you, tell me anytime.”
Tiery teased sneakily until the end and then disappeared.
Isidor mumbled while saying that Tiery is not someone he can
let his guard down.
Deborah seemed to take it as a groundless joke although she
didn’t take it seriously.
“Are you still practising for real?”
"What……”
When she held Isidor’s hands slightly, he cooled down
quickly.
***
“Did you see them just now?”
“The rumors of them being in a serious relationship may be
true.”
As if the latter’s words were written as forbidden in theology,
Mia wanted to cover her ears because of the most talked-about
name that even stings the ears of the student with divine
power.
‘Annoying.’
Just because she was born as a high-ranking noble, Deborah
easily took the attention of the social circle that Mia wanted.
“You must be grateful just for the fact that you were given
this good opportunity when you are a mere daughter of a
fallen noble. How can you be so passive in everything?”
When she was reminded of Marquis Francois’ words that
point her out critically with a stern face whenever they met,
her insides were boiling up.
Mia is living under sponsorship from Marquis Francois.
Marquis Francois is a noble of the Senate and he was famous
among the wives for his fine appearance and gentle speech
like a young man.
He had a fairly wide connection and brought Mia along to
various events.
There were many charity events held by the nobles recently
because it was the period for the Birth of Goddess Festival
and she played the figurehead role by showing her divine
power at such a place.
When she thought of Deborah, who got everything she ever
wanted and attended the social parties while wearing gorgeous
jewelry, as opposed to Mia, who had to endure all sorts of
hardships while touching the dirty patients, she chewed her
lips irritatingly while burning in rage.
The fishy blood flowed out, but she didn’t feel pain as she
grew accustomed to pain.
She clenched her fist while biting her swollen lips harder.
***
‘The same dreams keep repeating.’
My dreams were restless and ominous recently, but I tried to
ignore them and drank a sip of water because there’s no
particular problem with my health.
Purple was crouching on the expensive high-quality cushion,
then he opened his eyes in my presence and approached
carefully.
It licked my finger several times as if comforting me.
I stood up after hugging Purple that had gotten much bigger
after escaping from the ancient artifact that Philaf brought.
The townhouse of Seymour was foggy with the morning air.
I was looking at the garden that’s exuding an air of quiet and
peacefulness before going outside to take a walk.
“You woke up early.”
Father happened to be walking around the garden.
“You look tired, did you not sleep well?”
“I had a nightmare.”
“Damn. I will send you a drink that is good for sleep.”
I felt quite better after seeing Duke Seymour’s worried face. I
had accepted him as my father at some point. The Duke
suddenly opened his mouth while we were walking inside the
garden tinted in dark turquoise.
"Oh, and I’m in the middle of asking around the madam who
would teach you etiquette.”
"All right.”
I still have time, but the Duke was making early preparations
for my debut.
In normal cases, the mother is in charge of teaching etiquette
for their daughter ahead of their social debut, so the Duke’s
face was somewhat bitter.
“Do not worry.”
I held his arm and the Duke caressed my hair while grinning.
“I can’t believe you are trying to comfort me. You are all
grown up. When you were digging up the garden, I was
absurd as I wondered what kind of bastard did that.”
Duke Seymour had been talking about such ordinary things,
and he also said that Enrique wanted to go out together.
“Speaking of which, it would be nice to go to the outskirts.”
CHAPTER 137

“I should make time for this too, right?”

Belreck said with his hand clasped behind his back when he
heard that his father was preparing for a family outing.
“It’s just a simple picnic, so there’s no need for you to attend
out of a sense of duty?”
Belreck frowned at his vassal’s reply.
“You must be thinking that I have no thought of coming
whenever there’s a casual gathering?”
“….I’m sorry.”
“Also. if Rosad is the only one to come along, wouldn’t I be
losing the opportunity to gain brownie points from my
father?”
If he wanted to go, he could just say honestly that he wanted
to go but Belreck expressed his intention to come along to the
family outing while making all sorts of excuses.
‘Usually, he would only be stuck in the Tower, but why does
Belreck keep doing things he never does?’
Meanwhile, Rosad, who was called to various social
gatherings, had to spare his time while biting the bullet at the
rumors of his twin brother tagging along to the outing. This is
because there would be nothing good coming out of this
situation if he was the only one absent.
In the end, all of the direct family members of Seymour
gathered on the day of the outing.
The servants that were on standby to assist them had no
choice but to be astonished at the glamorous side of the
Seymour’s family members who looked frosty cold but also
beautiful.
“Why did you two come? I heard that you guys were as busy
as bees.”
When both of the busy sons showed their faces side by side,
Duke Seymour’s expression did not show dislike and instead,
he looked flustered.
“I keep thinking of my family’s faces since I was alone in the
East.”
‘Ha, that jerk… full of pretence.’
When Rosad talked shamelessly, Belreck swallowed his sneer
quickly.
Enrique, who fell asleep with anticipation, blinked with a stiff
pale face when the brothers he wasn’t very close to appeared
out of nowhere.
“Since you are already here, I have no intention of driving you
away. Let’s go.”
Duke Seymour took the lead while throwing a joke.
After a while, the carriage procession carrying Seymour’s
direct line passed through the townhouse and headed to the
estate on the outskirts.
***
'Why does it have to be the ranch?’
I rode the white house brought by the servants while
swallowing hard on the tension.
I once practised horseback riding a few times back in the
townhouse because horseback riding is the basic knowledge
of the nobles, but it was the first time I rode a horse at such a
big ranch.
'I’m glad I have good athletic ability.’
Deborah was a speed manic and rode the horse faster, but I
was still adapting to horseback riding and riding it as slow as
possible.
Then, Duke Seymour matched my pace unintentionally and
my father’s face looked happy as if he had misunderstood
something.
“It’s not that bad riding a horse while looking at the scenery in
such a relaxed manner?”
“……Yeah.”
Belreck and Rosad were racing their horses competitively at a
distance. Falling behind each other seemed to hurt their pride.
“Tch! Those guys were making a ruckus even when we came
up here. Come to think of it, our youngest is the most
dignified person.”
Enrique was riding a horse with an upright posture and his
white cheeks blushed slightly at father’s praise. He must have
liked the word ‘Our youngest’.
After a while, a large lake with a cottage came into sight and
the servants prepared some simple food and tea.
There’s a small boat with a large awning on the lake for
boating.
‘It’s relaxing.’
Belreck approached me when I was gazing at the lake that
reflected the sky and trees like a mirror.
“Deborah. Who do you think arrived first?”
He asked a childish question and Rosad stared at me as he
pulled on the horse’s rein.
“How would I know what’s behind my back?”
I moved immediately as I didn’t want to suffer a side blow in
the fight.
“Honestly, who did you cheer for?”
“I did not cheer for anyone.”
“Try to think about it at least once. There must be a side that
your heart subconsciously inclines to, right?”
“I now could understand clearly that my brother is behaving
this childishly because you wanted to call me sister.”
“How can you say that out loud?”
After I left behind the reddened Belreck, I sat on the chair in
front of the cottage and looked around.
Duke Seymour was teaching Enrique how to throw skipping
stones and Rosad was riding the horse around the area.
It was a peaceful sight that wasn’t anything like the previously
ruined family where we never visited each other.
“By the way, Deborah. I have something I’m curious about.“
Belreck didn’t get tired and sat across from me.
“I won’t answer any childish questions.”
“It’s a serious question. I sold five of the artifacts you
designed the other day, but what is their exact purpose?”
“It’s a machine that makes a dessert called cotton candy. The
liquid candy is pushed at the outer wall due to the rotation of
the container and it would spout out something like a fine
thread through the small hole.”
“Huh, I can’t believe it’s being used in Armand.”
“Do you know Armand?”
“It’s the place that sells coffee. It’s effective in chasing away
drowsiness so I’ve been coming to that place whenever I’m at
the Tower nowadays.”
The demand for coffee is increasing every day to the extent
that Belreck knows about it too, but it’s not something to be
pleased about.
'The supply of coffee beans will be strongly disrupted..…”
It’s more troublesome as the merchants from the Duchy of
Perdin were quick-witted and are increasing the price of
coffee beans.
‘It was quite a smooth ride since the thug-like head of Bruno
is gone.’
I was deep in my thoughts, but then put them aside and
averted my gaze towards the lake. This place is too beautiful
and peaceful for me to think about work.
"Damn it!”
Then, Belreck suddenly stood up again while breaking
something.
He screamed as he looked at the beetle sitting at the table.
‘He’s really chaotic.’
I caught the beetle with a handkerchief and threw it on the
ground because I wasn’t really scared of insects even though
I’m scared of ghosts.
“What kind of insect is so big?”
“Aren’t you supposed to call me sister at this point?”
“Sister!”
Enrique called me at a good timing and approached me, then
he hesitated when his eyes met with Belreck
“The youngest is still just tiny.”
“N-no, I will grow taller!”
Belreck stood up with a sneering face and the child glared at
him from behind before sitting next to me.
“Brother is scary and bad. I like my sister the most.”
'Ah, he’s so cute.’
I caressed Enrique several times as he was gulping down his
glass of milk with a resentful face. The child shook his hair
and rubbed his mouth that was smudged with milk.
Soon, Duke Seymour also sat down at the table and took a
light bite.
Although we played on our own, the picnic went more
smoothly than expected.
“Sister. Are you going to see the lake?”
He was stiffed out of timidness because of his brothers, but
now Enrique seemed to have loosened up. He talked to me
while following me like a chick.
"Yup. Shall we go together?”
Enrique nodded his head and held my hand tightly.
I put my hand in the cold lake water for a while and then sat
down in the field of grass. Enrique was squatting next to me
and smelled the flowers like a delighted cat.
“Sister. Here.”
Enrique showed me the flower ring made by his tiny little
hands.
When I pushed out my hand, he put the flower ring on my
finger carefully.
“It’s amazing. Are you giving this to me? Thank you.
Enrique.”
When I put the white flower in Enrique’s ear in return, the
child smiled brightly.
'You look happy.’
Come to think of it, it’s the first time for Enrique to play
comfortably while feeling a sense of belonging with the
family.
I smiled back unknowingly as the warmth spread to my heart
and I stroked the child’s hair gently.
***
Rosad left the horse with the reins tied to a tree and he was
unintentionally reminded of his childhood as he watched
Enrique and Deborah playing around
‘Unexpected.’
It might be because his sister’s resemblance with his mother’s
appearance was so much alike.
When he looked at his sister surrounded by the wildflowers,
the old memories of when he walked across the garden while
holding his mother’s hand passed by like a breeze.
‘…..She’s changed.’
What the hell made Deborah change?
'Is it the Duke of Visconti?’
Deborah did not only bring change to herself, but also to the
people around her. The atmosphere in the house, Enrique,
Belreck, even father
‘I will never get used to this kind of atmosphere.’
Rosad was crossing his arms with a speechless expression,
and then he felt a pang in his heart when he saw Deborah
smiling softly towards Enrique.
This is because he was reminded of her mother’s smile in the
past as if they were overlapping for a moment.
'I have never thought that Deborah and mother would look so
much alike.’
Their appearance was similar for sure, but Deborah did not
have his mother’s atmosphere, that was like the tranquil lake,
at all
However, it was not until just now.
Since earlier, Belreck was also glancing at the place where
Deborah was as if Belreck had similar thoughts as him.
‘Belreck came here because he wanted to spend time with
Deborah.’
He could figure out Belreck’s mind in an instant, maybe
because they are twins.
Rosad looked at his sister’s face again and then went to the
small boat where his father was standing.
“Are you coming along?”
“I am the master of controlling airflow through magic. I am
better than calling a group of boatmen.”
He was trying to show off his magical powers in front of his
father.
Rosad flew around in the war because he used a lot of
formulas for the wind system magic
“Then, will you row the boat?”
Duke Seymour wanted to see the skills of his eldest son, who
was famous enough to be adapted in the theatre recently.
“Yes. I only need one person to control the direction.”
“I think the both of you can go back.”
“You should go back.”
It was then.
When the boatman received the order to go back, he suddenly
ran in front of Duke Seymour and knelt down.
“What are you doing all of a sudden!”
The servants’ shouted and the boatman plead with a desperate
voice
“The Great Duke of Seymour. Please listen to my story.”
“What’s the matter for you to be like this?”
Rosad blocked the man, who’s bowing his head, with a cold
face. The boatman shouted as if crying out.
“The priest took my newborn daughter a few days ago and did
not return her back!”
“You are saying the priest took your child?”
“He said he wanted to check her divine power.”
CHAPTER 138

“Checking divine power?”

Duke Seymour’s silver eyebrows raised up crookedly.
Priests often visit the areas where commoners live and they
are trying to find a child with divine powers.
Unlike the nobles who were checked for divine power as soon
as they were born, commoners could not receive any
immediate blessings from the priest and there are quite a lot of
neglected children even when they have healing powers.
However, right now is the season of the birth of the Goddess
and the central temple is at its busiest time due to people
coming to visit the shrine.
‘Is the temple carefree enough to send manpower for
inspections now?’
“It’s already been a week! No matter how much I went to the
temple, they would feign ignorance saying that they didn’t
know anything about that and the officials told me to wait
more because the civil complaints were behind… heuk!”
The boatman cried sorrowfully while beating his chest and
Duke Seymour was silent for a moment then opened his
mouth.
“I’ll use my power so that the investigation will be faster.”
“Thank you! Duke Seymour. I will never forget this grace.”
The boatman who made a deep bow was sent back first. Duke
Seymour was deep in thought with a stiff face and Rosad, who
was standing next to him, gave his opinion.
“I can’t believe they didn’t return the child after a week. I feel
like someone is likely pretending to be a priest. I also heard
that slave dealers kidnap children by tricking commoners in
the same way.”
If the imperial investigators interfere, they will also suspect
the slave dealer first.
“But the child is too young to be kidnapped as a slave. If the
parents are looking after her like that, the dealer won’t really
approach them”
“…….”
“Of course, I’ll have to look into that side too. But……”
Duke Seymour spoke slowly with a stiffened face.
“I can’t be sure, but I instantly thought that this may be in a
similar context to the kidnapping of the people that took place
in the eastern province.”
Rosad narrowed his eyes.
‘Does this mean that this kidnapping may also be connected
with the human offerings that the black magicians were
doing?’
He tried to find out who’s behind this and their purpose, but
the investigation could not proceed any further as the black
magicians who were captured are all dead.
Seeing how they didn’t open their mouths until the end, those
guys were very loyal.
Besides, the black magicians, who were hiding in the dark to
escape from the imperial persecution for a long time, were
good at running away while hiding their traces.
Rosad thought his father’s speculation was credible, but there
was a concerning part, so he spoke with a serious face.
“But father. It wouldn’t look good if we are investigating the
incidents that happened in the capital, not in the territory.”
“…..I am thinking of moving in secret. If the opponent is the
black magician, we’ll have to move in secret even more.”
Starting with the crack at the barrier… This feels unusual.
At first glance, it might look like a calm lake, but something
was bubbling ominously beneath the water’s surface.
“I think we have to release our informants to figure out the
situation in detail.”
***
'I can’t believe they still haven’t found the newborn baby who
is presumed to be a saint.’
The 4th Queen tapped the armrest of the chair with a stiff
face.
There were no babies who were born recently among the
noble families that showed divine power.
This part was confirmed quickly through the list of names
created at the temple.
However, investigating among commoners and slaves was
harder than expected.
This is because there were too many lowly people who did not
report their births right away.
When the 4th Queen was in an anxious mood, a maid
approached and whispered to her. Soon, wrinkles appeared on
her forehead.
'Javi… is preparing to go to the academy?’
She asked her son several times to build a strong friendship
with the northern forces who were raised to the status of
Marquis but now he suddenly wants to go to the Academy?
The 3rd Prince is not much compared to the Crown Prince,
also a Swordmaster, but he inherited the blood of the Histach
Imperial Family so he has a natural talent for swordsmanship
and is currently part of the Red Knights.
When he went to the war, the Faculty of Swordsmanship
acknowledged that he had participated in the class, so there’s
no reason for him to go to the academy right now.
“Call Javier right now!”
"Yes. Queen Jamilla.”
However, the 3rd Prince did not appear at her call.
“The 3rd Prince said he was going to attend a party today, so
he would see you tomorrow morning.”
“Who is the host of the party?”
“It is Count Rowan.”
She knows every single socialite, so she recalled quickly who
he was.
If it’s Count Rowant, he’s a connection that wouldn’t really
help them as he’s a wild and lavish person.
'There’s not even enough time for his swordsmanship
training.’
She remembered her son looking at her with eyes full of
resentment while reeking of alcohol so she tapped the armrest
faster before heading to the palace where the 3rd Prince
stayed.
However, the 3rd Prince, Javier, had already gone out to
choose his clothes for the party.
***
‘It’s nice to be in the capital after staying in the cold and
rough north.’
The 3rd Prince smokes the long pipe in a relaxed position.
He inhaled the smoke and blew the smoke at the woman
sitting next to him.
Even though he was being nasty and acting displeasing, there
was no end of women around the Prince that attended the
party.
He resembled the 4th Queen and he had a mysterious
appearance even though he’s pretty, so he would be popular
everywhere he went.
The 3rd Prince who was chatting with the opera actress while
eating the snack she fed, listened to the concession of the guys
when he suddenly heard a familiar name.
“Then, are you saying that the Duke of Visconti and Deborah
are in a serious relationship?”
"I heard so, it seems like they’re going around together at the
academy.”
“If they get married, it’s good for their family level.”
“Do you think it’s more than good? The Duke of Visconti will
get the Lord of the Tower as a father-in-law.”
‘That woman, she has a good background.’
That’s why she’s so haughty.
When the 3rd Prince sipped the champagne and clicked his
tongue, the host of the party, Count Rowan, sat next to him.
“Everywhere I go these days, I can only hear about Duke
Visconti’s great stories. Aren’t you sick and tired hearing of
it? Well, I understand because he’s a very handsome and great
guy.”
“I think it got noisier because Deborah happened to be the
partner of the Duke’s title ceremony.”
“That’s right too. I could say they are a unique combination
that was inevitable to be the talk of the town.”
“By the way, the Duke of Visconti seems to be ambitious. Her
personality is no joke, but he endured well.”
“Well, she’s pretty enough to endure everything. The fact that
Duke Seymour is the father- in law also means that you could
make connections with the cocky magicians.”
'I’m sure she’s a very desirable woman.’
The 3rd Prince reached for the pipe again while recalling her
red eyes shining fiercely.
It’s much better to be the talk of the town in the social world
than to be buried without a sense of presence.
'I’m in a bad position compared to Behonick who was under
the name of the Crown Prince.’
His mother made him do a big task saying that everything will
go as he pleases afterwards, but his position in the social
world was not much different before and even after going to
the North.
‘I want to put that halo behind my back because Seymour is a
family with a long history and high reputation.’
The 3rd Prince’s black eyes gleamed with greed.
“Yeah, she is very beautiful. Deborah caught my eye the most
during the title ceremony.”
Count Rowan told the truth once as he started to talk.
“Your opponent is Sir Isidor. It won’t be easy.”
“There are soldiers guarding the castle walls everywhere.
That’s why it’s important how you enter the castle.”
The 3rd Prince curled up his red lips and smiled perversely.
“Well, it might be possible to capture it. Because a woman’s
heart is like a reed.”
The Count grinned while tapping the ashes from the pipe.
“What do you mean?”
“Everyone knows that Deborah had a heart for Philaf Montes
until last year. There was even a talk of marriage once.”
“Phew-.”
“Sir Philaf went to the academy with another woman, but no
one knew that she would change her mind this easily.”
‘There may not even be a very deep relationship between
Duke Visconti and Deborah.’
The 3rd Prince, who enjoyed the party until dawn, made his
next appointment with Count Rowan before leaving the party.
He liked Count Rowan, who was quick at social rumors and
pleased him well.
'Seymour……’
His sweaty body leaned against the carriage and narrowed his
eyes as he looked over the window overlooking the Imperial
Palace.
***
“That day, the event ended nicely thanks to you.”
Why is the 3rd Prince at the academy?
I felt flustered as I saw the 3rd Prince popping out of nowhere
and Isidor, who was walking on campus with me, also had a
hardened face that wasn’t much different from mine.
“At that time, you heard the introduction from my vassals, so
you must have known who I am. Deborah.”
"Yes. Although, I’m not sure why I need to know.”
I spoke in suspicion and the 3rd Prince’s mouth trembled
slightly.
“How should I put it, you are a very honest lady. I like that
part of you. You made me become very interested in you.”
…What are you saying suddenly.
As I looked at the 3rd Prince while swallowing a vain smile, I
suddenly felt faint energy and glanced sideways.
Not surprisingly, Isidor’s expression was colder than ever.
Isidor exuded the faint atmosphere like an arrow under solid
protest and he took a step towards the 3rd Prince with no time
for me to stop him.
CHAPTER 139

“Duke Visconti. Aren’t you going to drop those insolent eyes

from me, who is the imperial family?”
The 3rd Prince spoke sarcastically while looking at me.
“Deborah. I keep thinking about messing up your dress last
time, so should we go to the boutique together… Keuk?!”
The 3rd Prince couldn’t finish his words.
This is because Isidor, who had a cold enough atmosphere to
send goosebumps, suddenly threw leather gloves on the 3rd
Prince’s face.
He threw it so hard that a red mark appeared on the 3rd
Prince’s white face as if he was slapped.
“What, what is this……”
The expression of the 3rd Prince was quite a sight. I was also
flustered.
“Aren’t you trying to flirt with my lover right in front of me
as if you are determined enough to have a duel?”
Isidor said in an indifferent voice with no hesitation, unlike
his fierce energy.
I felt that he was even colder because he was suppressing his
anger.
“I don’t know why you are surprised when I’m not going to
let your obvious provocation slide away because nothing
scares me now.”
“Ha! Crazy……”
The 3rd Prince let out a vain laugh as if it was absurd.
Picking up the gloves that fell on the ground in the middle of
this means that you are going to have a duel right away, so the
3rd Prince didn’t move a flinch.
‘Right, let’s just go our separate ways.’
The situation was different from the other nobles who could
not refuse the duel request of the Duke.
As the faint-hearted pacifist, I was hoping the 3rd Prince
would go home without any fuss and then fall asleep after
washing his feet.
“Perhaps, are you running away?”
Isidor sneered and the 3rd Prince only gritted his teeth.
As the tense confrontation continued, the surroundings began
to murmur.
The 3rd Prince happened to appear at the end of the liberal art
class, so the academy students began to gather near the
campus. My face was hardened out of embarrassment.
‘Damn it. I’m getting useless attention again.’
I’m trying to get rid of the attention phobia…..
“What the hell is going on?”
“Hey, can’t you see by looking at the gloves?”
“There was a fight!”
The people began to surround us as the rumors of Isidor
requesting a duel with the 3rd Prince are spreading like
wildfire.
“Oh my gosh! Love, Love triangle!”
“Oh my. By the way, a duel is on the verge over her, but how
can her expression look colder than ever.”
"I knew it. Deborah……”
“She has no blood or tears ..…”
“Hey there! Be quiet. Your voice is too loud. Do you want
your neck to fly away?”
'That’s not it.’
I was just frozen in the unexpected situation.
I became the notorious cold-blooded person, and things were
gradually flowing strangely.
It was Isidor, who always wore gloves without ever forgetting
it until it was enough for him to be rumored with mysophobia.
Such a man showed his bare hands to the whole world.
The reason was crystal clear.
The glove that’s on the ground. Two men and one woman.
Everyone could grasp the situation quickly with this obvious
setting.
Above all, duels often occurred between men who were rivals
in love and they are at their vigorous youth as the emotions
have taken over their brains.
However, the fact that Duke Visconti was the subject of this
love quarrel was a big shock to everyone.
This is because he was famous for being patient and rational
enough to be amazed by his fellow knights.
“I never thought Duke Visconti, who usually doesn’t care
about anything, would be this romantic!”
This part was much more surprising than both of them being
in a serious relationship.
It was also because their thoughts were implicitly mixed that
the background of Princess Deborah with the Tower on her
back did not influence the choice of the Duke.
“Hi-Hicc. Isidor certainly tried to throw his gloves at me… I
guess that wasn’t a joke.”
Tiery, who teased while being unaware of that, wiped his cold
sweats while feeling the chills running up his spine.
“Once the person who usually looked quiet and calm burst
out, won’t he explode scarily like a fire? I guess it must be
that case for our Vice Commander Isidor.”
“But since when has the 3rd Prince been this interested in
Deborah?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
“The fact that Deborah and the Duke are in a serious
relationship, even the person in the dark would know the
rumors. But the 3rd Prince is also amazing.”
Even if the 3rd Prince is far from the throne line, he is still the
imperial family.
Besides, he was briefly mentioned once or twice among ladies
recently because he is a strikingly handsome man.
When the 3rd Prince, one of the dark horses, suddenly
intervened between Duke Visconti and Deborah’s
relationship, a more provocative drawing was completed.
The academy began to turn upside down at the crude love
quarrel that happened after a long time.
Javier, the 3rd Prince, on the other hand, was confused when
things went to such extremes.
‘You said they were not in a really great relationship…….’
The 3rd Prince took their relationship lightly when Deborah,
who was exchanging talk of marriage with Duke Montes,
changed her heart toward Duke Visconti as if flipping her
palm.
However, Isidor suddenly asked for a duel with him, who
used to wield the sword in the North, and it was quite a sight
to see.
‘Things became a mess.’
Actually, the 3rd Prince deliberately came to look for Deborah
when it was the time where many students were around.
He had calculated that she would not be able to be as haughty
as last time at the place where there are many eyes and she
would also not be able to decline his offer easily as he’s the
imperial family.
Of course, the same goes for Duke Visconti.
The 3rd Prince thought of taking her to the boutique with a
good excuse to compensate because he was bothered by the
ruined dress.
However, a duel suddenly came out of nowhere.
He wouldn’t know whether it was intended, but Isidor
changed the situation under the setting of 'man vs. man’
instead of ‘imperial family vs. duke’.
'Crazy bastard.’
The bigger problem is that he is not sure of himself to beat
Duke Visconti.
'Damn it! Do I have to be prepared to be crippled by this kind
of thing?’
That douchebag Isidor. How dare he make an imperial family
as the laughing subject?!
When the 3rd Prince was grinding his teeth to the point where
a cracking sound was heard, the president of the academy,
who heard the news while passing by, ran back in a rush.
During his term in the Academy, he didn’t want to be
remembered as the president who had a duke and the imperial
family with knives at their neck for the first time in the
academy’s history.
The president begged desperately at those youthful guys who
were younger than him.
"Gosh! Why are you doing this?”
“………”
“Everyone please calm down!”
Fortunately, the 3rd Prince hasn’t picked up the gloves yet!
The president knelt and begged in front of them to stop it.
“I will step back today because of the president’s sincerity,
but there is no next time. Duke Visconti, I’ll see how long you
will be a cold-blooded person. You will surely regret what
happened today.”
Eventually, the situation ended absurdly as the 3rd Prince
disappeared while grumbling.
“…..Hmm. There are also one or two ways to wield the
swords.”
One of the guys, who was looking out the window, muttered
with a bleak face.
“Honestly, he tried to test his luck because she’s pretty but I
think he chickened out because his swordsmanship might not
make it at all?”
“Isn’t he deliberately waiting for someone to stop them?”
“It’s reasonable to doubt. He seemed out of shape.”
The guys reacted blandly and some ladies were contemplating
and debating seriously what is the charm of Deborah to even
make the Duke and the Imperial family go on the verge of a
duel.
“According to Lady Arin, her vassal… She has a cold-hearted
charisma like the Ice Queen.”
“I see, that’s what it was.”
“Whether the duel is in front of her eyes or not, I think her
coldness and confidence of not batting an eye is amazing.”
The next day.
Some guys doubted their eyes when they saw a group of
ladies wearing dark purple dresses.
“Why are they going around wearing such scary eye makeup?
They are like witches.”
“If that’s because of a trend, I don’t really like it because it
looks too scary.”
“Be careful with words like that. They, they are copying
Deborah.”
"Heuk.”
“What do you mean by copying her? Jake! Don’t run that ugly
mouth of yours carelessly!”
“We are hoping for you guys to show some sincerity in
copying Isidor’s fashion sense.”
The ladies who overheard the conversation of the guys
disappeared after glaring at them coldly.
“I think they are also somehow copying Deborah’s way of
talking. But I might be mistaken, right?”
***
“Javi! What the hell are you doing outside?!”
The 4th Queen felt like exploding at her son’s nonsense.
Mia couldn’t show her presence properly in the centre of the
social world even when the 4th Queen had invested in the
precious holy blood as it is.
But she never thought that even her son would return after
helping Deborah stand out more.
That wasn’t the only thing she lost.
All the troubles he went through on the northern battlefield
vanished because of his quarrel with the Duke of Visconti.
This was because Javier returned after refusing the duel.
Most of the knights thought that his act was not like a man.
Especially, even the manly northern lords thought so.
There will certainly be some who doubt the 3rd Prince’s
military prestige and ridicule him because of this.
Deborah’s background is already so appealing, so he should
have come back after wielding the sword if things have come
like this. She was so frustrated because her son just came back
under the excuse of the president’s persuasion.
“No matter how earnestly the president begs, you made a
wrong judgment.”
“Everything happens for a reason. Didn’t you say everything
will go as I wish anyway?”
However, her grown-up son had no thought of hearing her
nagging and left again relentlessly.
‘Sure, if only the plan is carried out properly……’
The 4th Queen rubbed her aching forehead, then stood up
with a cold face and disappeared somewhere.
CHAPTER 140

‘If the 3rd Prince didn’t stay out of it, it would have been a
really big fight.’
The students gathered were flustered and I was frozen in that
situation because the duel didn’t seem real to me. But the
more I thought about it when I returned home, the harder my
heart was beating.
I wouldn’t know if it were an ordinary person like Louie
Gazelle, but the 3rd Prince was a knight who was quite active
in the battle with the monsters and stood at the frontline along
with the northern lords.
Since he inherited the blood of the Histach’s Imperial family,
he would probably be at the Sword Expert level.
If the 3rd Prince accepted the duel, Isidor could have been
seriously injured if he was unlucky.
'It was too reckless.’
I bit my lips until it hurt, and then I called for the coachman
impulsively.
This is because I slowly find it difficult to stay still as time
goes on.
“Let’s go to the Visconti family townhouse.”
The sun was setting, but when I hurried the coachman as if I
was possessed by something, he drove the horse with a
frightened face.
The carriage drove for about an hour and a half to arrive at a
large mansion with a tranquil atmosphere.
I looked over the window when the doorkeeper went inside to
call the owner.
“What’s the matter so suddenly?”
Soon after, Isidor, dressed in loose casual clothes, ran in front
of the mansion’s main gate where the carriage was at.
He was breathing heavily as he left his teleportation magic
and ran across the large garden.
I stared at him quietly with my messed up mind that was like
his unsteady and rough breaths.
'Why am I here?’
“Don’t stand there, come inside first.”
He said in a gentle voice.
“I don’t plan on staying here for a long time.”
A surprisingly blunt voice came out of my mouth.
“It’s cold here.”
He tried to cover my cold cheeks with a worried face and I
shook off his hand. I didn’t mean to do it like this.
“Are perhaps you angry?”
It seems so when he pointed it out.
I was angry with the man that was unlike him to take things as
they come nicely but he didn’t really do anything wrong and
was sometimes like a pushover more than me.
“Why do you look like that?”
“Because you did something so reckless!”
I ended up bursting into tears.
“Don’t be like that without any measures in the future. I don’t
want to see you get hurt by an uncivilized custom that isn’t
funny, like the duel. I hate it more if it is because of me.”
Isidor looked surprised when I spoke quickly. I took a deep
breath again and spoke.
“All right?”
“…Yes.”
“Speak louder.”
“Yes.”
“Don’t say it like that without any sincerity, but with a little
bit more seriousness….!”
He suddenly pulled me and covered my cheeks, so I couldn’t
speak properly.
Isidor pressed onto my lower lip with his thumbs gently. His
scent was so sweet as if he had just taken a bath, I felt like
losing my strength for a moment, so I pushed him away.
Then I stared straight at him while licking my lips.
“I am angry.”
“….I’m….going crazy.”
He mumbled something slowly while taking a breath, then he
lowered his head when his eyes met mine.
“I’m sorry.”
“Who told you to kneel? Why do you kneel so easily every
time.”
He didn’t pay any attention despite my irritation.
“…I was wrong. My body belonged to you but I treated it so
carelessly. I will never get hurt without your permission.”
“Are you serious?”
“I swear under the name of the knight. Thank you for your
concern.”
“I said I am angry.”
“I won’t make you angry. I promise.”
When he made the promise sincerely several times, my
complicated mind subsided a little.
I decided to go back as soon as I finished my business here
and Isidor raised up his body with teary eyes while looking up
at me.
“Don’t go. Let’s stay together for a while.”
“I’m cold.”
“Then I’ll bring you home. It’s because I’m worried as it’s
already late. The day is also chilly but you came here wearing
thin clothes. It’s upsetting me.”
However, for Isidor to say that when he was the one wearing a
thin tunic seeing through his skin.
“Go back.”
“I’ll only check when I see you enter the carriage.”
He quickly followed me to the carriage. I looked over the
window in the deep darkness with the same sullen face.
Isidor, who was looking at me quietly, was reflected on the
window.
He didn’t take a single sight off my back. He looked at me
like it was a waste to even blink his eyes.
'I couldn’t be angry at him anymore.’
My heart weakened quickly, so I turned my head a little and
Isidor laughed lightly when our eyes met.
“Do you remember?”
“What?”
“When I was younger, I said that I broke that person’s limb
when she was trying to touch my face.”
“Yeah. But why?”
“For a moment, I had no time to think properly like last time.
I couldn’t see anything in my eyes, so I didn’t even think that
the 3rd Prince would slip away so cowardly.”
“……..”
“I thought it wouldn’t be enough to just break it, so I was
determined to bring back one of his arms home no matter
what.”
Isidor spoke with a cold face.
"For me… you are much more important than me. Seeing how
I get much angrier than when someone tried to touch me.”
“Then don’t do anything more dangerous.”
"….I like you.”
“Not that kind of answer.”
“Alright. If I am certain I’m not going to get hurt, that jerk’s
limb…. No, can I at least break his arms? I have never once
been hurt since I was 13 years old.”
“I’ve never been hurt even once. ”
A strange feeling of deja vu lingers in my heart out of the
blue.
'I feel like I heard this before.’
The desert scenery with a rough sandstorm suddenly passed
through my head.
However, I soon forgot that vain deja vu soon because Isidor
put his lips gently on the back of my hand.
***
'Where is the lucky coin with the head on both sides?’
I certainly put it on the table.
Whenever I close my eyes these days, the dream was so
intense until I was drenched in cold sweats, but now I couldn’t
even see the lucky coin I always kept nearby.
“Ack!”
I looked around under the desk to search for the coin, then I
bumped my head on the desk.
‘Today is really not my day.’
Eventually, I gave up looking for the coin and went to
Blanchia.
"Sigh.”
Last night, I lost my reasoning and got mad as I went to his
house impulsively, but it’s somehow even more awkward to
go and talk about business with him.
‘That’s why people say it’s difficult to have an office
romance.’
I went into the master’s office with an open mind.
'What is it?’
However, the interior of the office was somehow different. It
is a little different from the gloomy and foggy place in the
past.
“Because this place is where we often meet the most, so I
decorated it a little neater…..”
“Wear that bracelet right now.”
When I glared my eyes fiercely, Isidor wore the polymorph
bracelet on his wrist with a depressed face.
“We have to work. Work!“
Actually, there was a business plan that I made when I created
the Leticia Store with Master
When we reached our goal, I wanted to do the franchise
business by recruiting franchisees officially.
The fact that I could improve Master’s business skill in the
first place was because I shared the idea about franchises.
The business was going well faster than I expected, so I am
considering a full-scale business expansion when the Birth of
Goddess Festival is over.
“Shall we take a little rest?”
He poured tea into a teacup with the Master’s face after a long
time. He habitually put several tablespoons of sugar and
stirred.
‘Surprisingly, he likes sweet things.’
He didn’t pretend it when we went on a date at the tea house
last time. I took a sip of tea while swallowing a laugh secretly.
“By the way, Master. Perhaps, is there only one coin with
only the head on both sides?”
"Yes. It was harder to find it than I thought.”
“Actually that lucky coin, I think I lost it by mistake.”
“Simply think of it as losing a defective product, instead of a
lucky coin.”
He said insignificantly.
'It’s still a pity though.’
I thought that I have to look for the talisman-like coin once
again. This is because I keep feeling anxious for some reason.
'Why so?’
I couldn’t know whether it was because of the restless dream
or the 3rd Prince.
‘What kind of confidence does the 3rd Prince have to say that
I will keep regretting it?’
It was the same at the awarding ceremony before and the last
time too. The 3rd Prince, who was like a typical villain and
left the same saying twice that I will regret it, made me
secretly worried.
Even more, it was because he stared at Isidor as if to kill
Isidor before he left.
Although as a result, the 3rd Prince was ridiculed because he
did not take on the duel……
“The third prince seemed ambitious, but why did he risk
losing his reputation and step back in that situation?”
“Because he has a greater goal. He lacks legitimacy, so if his
body is also ruined, he will be farther in line for the throne.”
“Hmm.”
“Seeing how the 3rd Prince even has to go to the outskirts and
gather the northern powers, he must have some ambitions for
the throne.”
'The throne……’
Honestly, I think the probability for the 3rd Prince to turn over
the current situation and become the Emperor seems low.
The fact that the Emperor entrusted the Crown Prince to the
last day of the Birth of Goddess Festival which is the ‘The
Burning Incense Festival’ must have meant that the Emperor
trusts him that much.
In addition, the Crown Prince was one of the only five
swordmasters in the empire, so he was popular with the
knights.
‘But I think there is something the 3rd Prince has faith on.’
After the 3rd Prince returned to the capital, I couldn’t know
what kind of move he did to seize the powers because the
novel became different all year round.
“Deborah. You are not thinking about that bastard, right? I
should have cut his arm right away that……”
Isidor suddenly gave off a gloomy mood, so I quickly
changed the subject lightly.
“By the way, you’ll also attend the burning incense ceremony
at the festival.”
The long pilgrimage will end in three days and the Birth of
The Goddess Festival will also end completely.
‘The Burning Incense’ was a ceremony to burn cherry
blossoms, the symbol of the goddess, in front of the relics
owned by the temple and was an event to wrap up the festival
nicely.
“It is an event that the Crown Prince has been working on for
a long time, and it is difficult to excuse myself because he is a
friend of mine. What a bother.”
Isidor grumbled.
“I will attend it too. All of Seymour’s direct lines have been
invited.”
I diligently retrace the scene of the incense ceremony in the
novel in my head.
I remember that Mia would probably come with the Pope as
the incarnation of the saint at that event and receive attention.
Before the burning incense ceremony, there was a big crack in
the barrier and Mia went to heal a lot of people who were
injured by monsters.
'By the way, I haven’t heard any news of cracks recently……’
I frowned with a strange anxiety.
CHAPTER 141

I was aware that the original storyline changed quite a lot

because of me.
‘But, isn’t the crack of the barriers a separate and an
independent event from my involvement?’
I was wondering if I was missing something important, so I
asked Margaret if there was anything wrong with the barriers
within the past two weeks.
“I haven’t heard of anything like that happening recently.”
'I knew it, I wasn’t the only one who hadn’t heard of it.’
Mia probably wouldn’t get much attention in the upcoming
burning incense ceremony if things go on like this.
The fact that there is no damage in the barriers from the
monsters meant that there is no stage for Mia to play an active
role as the female lead.
'Putting that aside, no matter how many times I searched for
that defective coin, I couldn’t find it.’
It was something I liked.
The servants approached me with a dress full of jewels and
colorful accessories while my mind was wrapped up in an
unresolved foreboding.
It was because of the dinner held at the mansion today.
In addition to the direct Seymour family line, the Seymour
indirect line families were also invited to the incense
ceremony and were currently staying in the capital.
It seems that father would serve dinner before the relatives
return after the last event.
‘Deborah hated her relatives very much.’
Deborah is the only one who had no mana sensitivity among
all the direct lines and the fact that she is falling behind
others, pricked on her inferiority complex constantly.
Perhaps that’s why Deborah dressed up glamorously as if to
show off to her relatives later on. Then, she would look down
on them while fluttering her fan open.
She would look ridiculous instead like she was conscious of
her inferiority.
“It’s not even a ball, these colorful clothes are too much.
Bring clothes that are elegant and formal.”
“Yes.”
I walked out the door in an elegant evening dress.
As I went down the stairs, Belreck and Enrique suddenly
stood facing each other at the door.
“How can you be an escort when you are a scaredy mouse?”
“I’m not a scaredy mouse!”
Enrique grumbled while clenching his small fist and Belreck
extended his arm to me while sneering.
“What the hell happened suddenly?”
“Hold me. I’ll escort you to dinner.”
“I’m going with Enrique. Could you escort me?”
“Sister…..”
As I extended my arm to Enrique, he held my arm tightly with
his big eyes twinkling as if he was touched.
“I tried to raise your mood because I obviously knew that you
didn’t like the relatives.”
Belreck grumbled while lowering his arm.
“I’m not feeling down? I’m doing well these days.”
“Well. You are also threatening the successor, so I was
worried for nothing.”
Belreck matched his walking pace with me while scoffing and
I arrived at the dining hall alongside them.
When three of the direct lines went inside together, we caught
everyone’s attention and father smiled softly.
“You all came together. Come on, sit down.”
“Yes, father.”
I was seated at the front of the table while receiving the
attention of the relatives and their family members who came
along.
'But where is Rosad?’
“I think Rosad couldn’t attend today because he is busy.”
Someone said it as if they were having the same thoughts as
mine.
“Well, since Rosad is a hero who captured all the evil black
magicians and protected the people, so the imperial family
often looks for him.”
Duke Seymour said while looking at the empty seat of the
eldest son.
“I don’t think Rosad was called by the imperial family. He
revealed his intention to attend today, but I think he will be
late because he had sudden matters that needed to be
confirmed urgently.”
'I don’t know what he needs to confirm, but the eldest son of
this house is always busy.’
The drink was served while they were astonished and light
conversations were exchanged at the table.
Perhaps, because the dinner is where the families and relatives
gathered, the heads of families are bragging about their
children slightly while asking regards. I knew it, people are
the same no matter where they live.
“My daughter has achieved 4th Class this year. Haha.”
“Oh, I heard that Anna has a very good mana sensitivity.”
“Yes, she is planning to enter the 5th floor of the Tower as a
researcher next year.”
“I can’t believe she is going straight to the 5th floor. I know
she is going to have a debut this year, but she is amazing for
such a young age.”
Deborah couldn’t manage her facial expressions at all in this
kind of conversation, but I didn’t really feel any inferiority, so
I only sipped the water while waiting for the meal.
“Enrique is in the 3rd Class. Is it such a great thing to point
out for being in the 4th class at that age………?”
At that time, Belreck suddenly became sarcastic while wiping
his hand with a handkerchief and Enrique nodded his head.
“They looked like they would stab each other just now but
they suddenly match well.”
“Hmm! My daughter is the top student of the academy.”
I didn’t know that my father would intervene in this
conversation, so I almost spit out the water in my mouth.
When Duke Seymour, who always kept to his indifferent
attitude, made a sudden brag, the indirect lines were perplexed
for a moment and opened their mouths.
“Rosad and Belreck also had been the top students of the
academy for three times.”
“My daughter’s academic achievements this year are
amazing.”
“Of course.”
“If she could actually use the formula she developed, it would
have been great.”
Well, I didn’t have mana sensitivity, so I was in such a state
that I couldn’t use the formula I improved in real life.
I think some people also said that I was half-bloodline
because of this.
“Instead, she could force anyone not to use the formula if
there is anyone my daughter doesn’t like.”
“Haha. I-I see.”
The head of indirect families shut their mouths with pale faces
at Duke Seymour’s cold words.
Then, everyone was in silence.
They didn’t talk because they were scared, but there were
some faces that weren’t very pleasant. Perhaps because of my
past arrogant attitude and disrespectful remarks I showed to
my blood-related relatives.
I think they were bewildered at the atmosphere that was
different from last year.
Amidst the awkwardness inside, appetizers and freshly baked
bread were served one by one on the table.
'I feel it every time, but the Seymour family cuisine is really
good.’
I couldn’t lose my appetite just because of this atmosphere.
I concentrated on the two-hour glamorous dinner and emptied
the dessert.
Meanwhile, the head of families was concerned about the
future of the empire with anxious faces.
“I am worried about the incense ceremony ahead because the
public sentiment is not good.”
“But haven’t the barriers been quiet lately?”
“If there is a crack again and cause great damage to people,
the people will regard the imperial family and the nobles as
incompetent.”
“Small water breaks the rock, but the cause of the crack
couldn’t be found…..”
Rosad arrived in the midst of a serious conversation.
Rosad emptied the wine immediately as soon as he sat down
as if he was thirsty.
“Rosad. What happened for you to be late so suddenly?”
“I came back from the investigation with Elder Cassie
because there was an unknown earthquake.”
Elder Cassie was also a battle magician — I know him
because he asked to come by the battle training ground every
time I went for the lecture at the tower — it seems Rosad
chose him as the Elder Investigator because he had good
knowledge about the terrain.
"And then?”
“I wondered if there was a problem with the barrier, but when
I went to the Euclid temple, I returned empty-handed because
nothing happened.”
“I was still anxious about the barriers, but I’m glad that
nothing happened.”
“That’s right.”
It was a reassuring atmosphere in general, but I felt out of
place and narrowed my eyes.
“Something is weird.”
When I mumbled, the head of families’ curious eyes gathered
on me.
“What is weird?”
Rosad also interrogates while staring at me.
“If it’s the Euclid temple, isn’t that place not far from the
capital?”
I knew because I remembered all the important temple
locations as the cheat key.
“But I wondered why there was no aftershock at all.”
Earthquakes do not vibrate once at a single occurrence but
lead to a series of small earthquakes.
“Earthquake is not a local phenomenon, but it is strange that
no vibration was felt at all in the Yones district adjacent to the
temple. Besides, the capital, the coastal region, is not a region
where earthquakes are frequently reported. It’s not like there
is a volcano nearby.”
Then, the elderly head of indirect families agreed with me
with a surprised face.
“What you said is right. My estate is close to a volcano, so
earthquakes occur frequently, and there is always an
aftershock.”
“Then, are you saying it’s not a natural earthquake
phenomenon? No one seems to feel any vibrations here
today.”
Everyone nodded as if they agreed with Duke Seymour’s
words and I was deep in thoughts.
‘Perhaps, the incident of Mia calming down the matter is
related to this earthquake?’
I am convinced that there is a connection with the monsters
based on the novel timeline
Suddenly, a centipede-like monster coming out of the desolate
desert passed by in my head.
“What if the crack happened under the ground, not in the air?”
Rosad suddenly stood up at my words.
“Also, if the monsters are still under the ground, wouldn’t this
earthquake phenomenon be explained more convincingly?”
CHAPTER 142

As soon as Deborah’s words ended, the dining hall was turned

upside down.
The opinion of Deborah was quite persuasive and if her
hypothesis is correct, there could be a major loss of lives near
the Euclid temple soon.
“The cracks are under the ground……! Certainly, there is no
law that it only occurs in the air.”
“Then, we shouldn’t let our hands off this matter right?”
“Even if it is not, there is nothing bad in preparing for the
worst-case scenario.”
Duke Seymour stared at his daughter with amazement and
said in a serious voice.
But if they want to prepare for it, they have to move quickly.
There were many people staying at the lodging near the
temple because of the pilgrimage.
“I don’t think this is the time to enjoy dinner leisurely, so I
will go first.”
Starting with Belreck, relatives of similar age as him also left
their seats.
It is an emergency situation, but if you think about it again, it
was also a great opportunity to make a contribution to the
capital. It’s just according to the birthplace.
“Belreck, I’ll give you the right as the Tower proxy, so bring
some people to support the rear. I will move through the gate
and confirm the movement near the temple again.”
“We will also follow you.”
The Duke of Seymour and his guards alone were enough to
annihilate the imperial knights, but even the head of indirect
families will also participate.
“I’m going to go.”
In the midst of a mess, the Duke lightly grasped Deborah’s
shoulder while she was deep in thought.
“I’m also going with you.”
When she said something unexpected, attention poured on her
again. They were deeply flustered this time.
‘What is she saying now? It’s dangerous.’
Even Belreck, who was going out in good spirits, stopped
walking.
“Deborah, there may be battles, so it is dangerous to follow
along.”
“Honestly speaking, you might also get in the way…….”
The magician on the relative’s side is giving some advice, so
Deborah summoned a huge holy spirit out of the blue.
When the white turtle with a mysterious atmosphere appeared
on the table, they were astonished.
“Isn’t that holy spirit?”
“It looks like a holy spirit that comes under the spirit of light
as……”
The spirits of the light and dark were not summoned for
several generations in the Montes family, so they paid more
attention.
“Deborah, where did you get such a valuable holy spirit?”
“That’s amazing.”
In the midst of admiration, she made the turtle change in the
form of a tattoo again.
“As you can see, I didn’t mean to go out and fight. I’m not a
fool and even I know that I’m not helpful in the battles there.”
“Then, are you using that holy spirit?”
“This is a holy spirit that is sensitive to the power of darkness.
If the monsters are hiding under the ground, this holy spirit
could detect them.”
A few of them were in admiration.
She even came up with the most convincing hypothesis and
suggested the best solution to reduce the damage.
The eyes of the relatives, who had completely ignored
Deborah before, changed completely.
They didn’t know what happened to her in the meantime, but
she looked like the true bloodline of Seymour that they are
proud of.
“Deborah. If you feel like you’re in danger, you must return
immediately by ripping the teleportation scroll at any time.
Understand?”
Duke Seymour looked at the faces of the enchanted indirect
lines, then he led the way while giving a small tip to Deborah.
***
Last night.
The moment the cloudy moon disappeared under the dark
clouds and deep darkness swallowed the world, the core of the
earth vibrated and long snake-shaped monsters broke through
the ground and soared up the sky like a calamity.
However, the magicians figured out the approximate location
of the monsters thanks to Deborah’s holy spirit and stood on
guard immediately.
Fire Rain.
Overcast in darkness, the sky flashed like firecrackers and
fireworks, as if they were shooting stars, began to shoot the
monsters immediately as if greeting them.
The common people, who had evacuated over the ridge, were
all amazed by the overwhelming sight created by the
magicians.
Shriek!
“The 2nd Battalion is casting defense magic right now!”
Rosad, who arrived the earliest and quickly braced up for the
attack, commanded the battle magicians.
Then, a huge wind barrier was formed around the temple as
the typhoon stormed violently.
The artifact shoots attack magic while the magicians were on
guard
The battle was very fierce because the monsters rebelled
strongly while spluttering poisonous bodily fluids with their
thick skin.
At last, the monsters surrendered to the high-level magic that
was attacked endlessly, and the news of the magicians’
achievements spread in the Empire as soon as the day came.
“What is the scale of the damage?”
The Crown Prince, who was meditating ahead of the incense
ceremony, asked while raising his eyelids slowly.
“The spire roof of the Euclid temple was melted by the
monster’s poison, but fortunately there seems to be no loss of
lives.”
“Are you saying not a single person was injured even though
they were poisonous monsters?”
“Yes. Your Majesty. Since Duke Seymour took part in the
battle, there were no injuries.”
‘But it’s still a little strange.’
That everyone rushed to fix it as if fixing a cow barn.
The crack occurred so suddenly, but everyone rushed in to
handle it like they were hurrying to lock the stable’s doors
before the horse would bolt out.
‘What did the Tower do to stop the crack this quickly and
perfectly?’
The Crown Prince rubbed his chin roughly while frowning
"I want to hear the situation in specific details, so call the
magicians who participated in the battle.”
“Yes. Your Majesty.”
After a while, a magician, who was dispatched for battle last
night, was called to meet the Crown Prince.
“Explain what happened yesterday in detail. I heard there
were a lot of battle magicians, so how did Rosad stop the
attack?”
“The Seymour twins were great, but technically speaking, we
could prevent greater damage thanks to Deborah. She was the
main contributor in the battle yesterday.”
“Deborah couldn’t handle mana at all, so how did she?”
The magician began to tell everything in detail of what had
happened last night to the puzzled Crown Prince.
This crack occurred under the ground and not in the air, so
they were able to prepare for the monsters’ attack because of
Deborah’s guess.
Besides, the approximate location of the monsters hidden
underground was located using Deborah’s holy spirit, which
was sensitive to darkness.
“That’s amazing. It’s an unexpected situation, but you
responded to it perfectly. You didn’t even have that much
time.”
The Crown Prince muttered in admiration without realizing it.
He was told that she is a great person from Isidor and his
sister’s word of mouth, but honestly speaking, he couldn’t
really believe them because she is an outsider to magic and
mana. So he was greatly surprised by this matter.
“The timing was so good as the demons appeared after the
residents of the entire area of Yukri had evacuated. Thanks to
the large number of high-class magicians, the monster, which
was believed to be the head, was suppressed in about two
hours.”
However, there was a problem.
As the monsters died, the unlaid eggs in their stomach were
let out on the ground and the lower-grade eggs would try to
invade the villages after they hatched.
However, Deborah, who was at the rear, made a light
defensive wall using the holy spirit, so the herd of young
monsters died without even being close to the villages.
The monsters were hiding under the ground until late at night,
so they were very weak to light.
The magicians, who saw the young monsters falling
helplessly upon exposure to the light, cast magic continuously
by combining wide domain and lighting magic. So the
situation was handled quickly.
“The people in the Yukri temple area cheered for Deborah all
night, as if her appearance of handling the white holy spirit is
mysterious. I was also surprised to see the huge dome-shaped
defense wall.”
The voice of the magician contained excitement that could not
be hidden.
Thanks to her, the catastrophe was prevented and the
reputation of the tower was able to be raised even further.
“I never thought she could deal with a holy spirit. She has a
lot of hidden talents. Honestly, I am amazed.”
“I did not know that Deborah would appear on the battlefield
herself, so I had to look twice. I thought she was Seymour for
sure. All of the magicians there would probably have the same
thought as me that she is awesome.”
It seemed that the magicians had already fallen for Deborah.
Deborah was secretly popular among battle magicians
because of her formula, but this incident has strengthened her
position more.
“I see. Good work for participating in the battle, You can go
back.”
When the conversation with the magician was over, the
Crown Prince went into his meditation again while sitting
cross-legged.
‘Deborah…….’
He could say it was a relief that the magicians managed to
prevent the crack well.
The people are still anxious because of the crack, so if the
Yukri temple and its surrounding suffered major damage, the
atmosphere would have been more agitated.
The Crown Prince wanted to successfully complete this
incense ceremony that his father entrusted to him.
'How should I respond to this incident?’
He was deep in thought, and then he suddenly came up with a
good idea.
Originally, the Crown Prince tried to make the incense
ceremony stand out by using Philaf’s spirit in the shape of the
firebird.
'But Philaf has done something foolish, so his feet are tied
from going outside.’
Even in the middle of that, Deborah saved the lives of the
people by using the white holy spirit while being mysterious.
'There will be a greater scene than a firebird.’
He picked up a quill pen and wrote a letter in a hurry.
He didn’t have time.
Since the event is tomorrow, the Crown Prince called for the
servant immediately to take the letter and deliver it to
Seymour’s Townhouse.
***
On the day of the incense ceremony.
I was dressed up by the servant while feeling worn out.
Even though I stopped the monster from the crack, I still
didn’t feel well.
Maybe it’s because of the restless dream.
No matter how much tea I drank that was effective for sleep,
the strange dreams still showed no signs of stopping.
'Maybe I’m just tired because I stayed up the night before.’
The night of the crack. I was looking at the magic on the ridge
near the Euclid Temple and I was frightened by the invasion
of the black young monsters, so I made a defensive wall by
using Purple.
‘I never thought Purple would be that strong.’
The defensive wall is supposed to be made big enough to
protect one body, but Purple made a huge dome that even
covered all of the hills.
‘Well, since you ate so many expensive Magic Stones, you
must have a lot of mana….…’
Anyway, the people around me suddenly looked at me as a
hero because of the defensive wall I made.
‘Things became out of hand again.’
I don’t know how the rumors went around, but the Crown
Prince suddenly made an unexpected request to me.
CHAPTER 143

On the day of the incense ceremony.

I was dressed up by the servant while feeling worn out.
Even though I stopped the monster from the crack, I still
didn’t feel well.
Maybe it’s because of the restless dream.
No matter how much tea I drank that was effective for sleep,
the strange dreams still showed no signs of stopping.
‘Maybe I’m just tired because I stayed up the night before.’
The night of the crack. I was looking at the magic on the ridge
near the Euclid Temple and I was frightened by the invasion
of the black young monsters, so I made a defensive wall by
using Purple.
‘I never thought Purple would be that strong.’
The defensive wall is supposed to be made big enough to
protect one body, but Purple made a huge dome that even
covered all of the hills.
‘Well, since you ate so many expensive Magic Stones, you
must have a lot of mana….…’
Anyway, the people around me suddenly looked at me as a
hero because of the defensive wall I made.
‘Things became out of hand again.’
I don’t know how the rumors went around, but the Crown
Prince suddenly made an unexpected request to me.
“Uh..………….”
For some reason, there seems to be a situation that happens
where you keep appearing in front of people. actually, the fact
that I participated in the battle directly was not because I had
so much courage, but because if my assumptions were correct,
the answer was derived that Purple’s detection ability could
reduce human casualties as much as possible.
“I had no intention of playing a major role.”
As nervous as I was, the crown prince’s sudden request was a
bit embarrassing. However, it was exhausting to refuse the
crown prince’s request, and there was an important reason for
my response to his suggestion.
“”“wash the image.”“”
I thought I’d be expanding my business dramatically soon, but
honestly, the timing isn’t good for me. If the Prince wants to
use me in an event, if I do, I will have to take advantage of
him. And I can’t keep hiding because I’m running Armand.
As for sales, it was necessary to improve Deborah’s
perception, which has been strengthened over the years. And
now that was the time. She took a few deep breaths, dressed in
well-groomed clothes suitable for the celebration of honoring
the saint.
“If I go out in front of the altar with purple and throw flowers,
it’s over.”
While I was thinking it was nothing special, Rosard came into
the drawing room in the annex.
“what’s up?”.
Armed with false gentleness, i looked at him suspiciously, and
he coughed once, then licked his lips.
I thought he was a man who looked like a needle, but for a
moment, he looked like a young man his age with a clumsy
angle.
“… Thank you”.
He said in a creepy voice.
“What? ,
“If not for you, I would have run into trouble for participating
in the search for Yukri Temple. There must have been an
accident, and someone must have blamed my negligence.”
“My brother is a war hero, how dare you?”
“This makes it more difficult. Basically, the better you
progress, the more people will want to bite you, however.
When the most successful person makes one mistake, they
will run like hyenas to eat the dropped fruit.”
The same reasoning was as if a celebrity with a good image
got it wrong, it could cause a bigger topic.
“I want to go after this part. In particular, the factions that
were unhappy with the Seymour Family taking over the
Tower were only resentful of me. I owe you twice.”
“Wait a minute, where are you going? Will you not participate
in the burning of incense?”
Come to think of it, he was wearing a military uniform and
not a ceremonial robe.
“The atmosphere is still chaotic because the barrier is
unstable.”
“Hmmm.”
“The order came out yesterday. The combat unit is sent to the
capital today. It is a kind of showmanship trying to make a
gesture that the imperial family and the nobles care about the
safety of the people.”
“This is correct.”
Rosard, who had explained the situation to me, suddenly
smiled a strange smile.
“Deborah. I didn’t know I would tell you about such a policy.
By the way, who is your companion? Is it Isidore?”
“Purple”
In fact, it was as if I was holding the most energetic hero in
this fight, Purple.
“Purple? It is the name of the Holy Spirit. Oh, that white
turtle.”
Suddenly, he pulled his tender lips and smiled.
“It’s not Belleric.”
“what?”
“It’s nothing.”
For some reason, Rosard disappeared with a refreshed face as
if he had solved the most curious thing.
I was standing up in a perplexed mood and went back to my
room.
“Purple, you are so cute.” I have to go out now.
Also today, after recklessly eating high-quality magic stones, I
woke up the sleeping turtle on a huge pillow and prepared to
go out.
The place where the Incense Ceremony was held was like the
place where the Title Ceremony was held last time. Contrary
to what it was like back then, the atmosphere was heavy.
Perhaps this is because it is a place to honor the saint who
willingly endured suffering and sacrifice for the sake of all
people. However, when Isidore appeared in a white robe, the
environment around him quickly turned into turmoil. Because
Isidore looked like a carving of an angel from legend.
“Is this heaven?”
“He woke up. Not an angel, but the Duke of Visconti.”
"I know, but his face is unreal.”
Even the people who had gathered to watch the ceremony
stopped praying and complained about the appearance of an
angel. Some of the spirits who attended the bridesmaids also
wore long robes that drifted to the floor and gowns revealing
their chest, but they weren’t quite as shocking as Isidore.
The people’s astonished eyes followed Isidore’s movements.
“Deborah. Rather than a macho knight, he is unconditionally
charming. Of course, not all magicians are good, but………..”
While my father, sitting next to me, muttered with a grim
face, I made eye contact with Isidore.
“Okay, that fox…!”
He smiled softly at me and I had to catch my beating heart.
After a short commotion. The imperial official who checked
the list called me late and I walked out to the front of the altar.
The day before the ceremony, I was in a hurry to be the
bridesmaid of the crown prince, so it seemed like it was a
little late.
“I heard about the princess’ performance.”
Isidore whispered softly.
“Well, how did that happen?”
“I wish I was the only one who knew you were a great person,
but I worry that you might become more popular.”
“popularity? I don’t think this is a surprise.”
While he and I were secretly arguing in the corner, the Crown
Prince appeared.
"Please, can’t we do this after the party is over? Duke.”
“What do you think of a person who I thought was a close
friend sent me a letter with a difficult request to my girlfriend
without consulting me? Your Majesty.”
"Hey man. If you check too much, wouldn’t it be time to stop?
I have a little respect for my taste too!”
The crown prince, who was making a lot of noise with a
straight face, suddenly closed his mouth, sighed, and said to
me, “Princess Deborah. I will never forget that I owe you this
time. In honor of the imperial family, if there is anything you
need help with next time, I will definitely help.”
'Man, I’ll remember those words. ’
The crown prince, nervous inside, said that he had to get
dressed and quickly left, Isidore clicking his tongue.
“If this happens again next time, I will cut it off.”
Looking at the crown prince’s back, I thought the two of them
looked friendly.
'Oh, that’s not all.’
Isidore secretly pretends to be the master and steals the prince,
so he won’t be his best friend.
After a while, as the sun approached noon, which is called the
most sacred time when the sun rises at its highest, priests and
cardinals began to enter one by one.
'Oh!’
I was surprised.
Because there was a familiar face among the priests that was
forgotten for some time.
It was Mia Binoche.
'Is the fact that the female heroine attended this event as in the
novel a similar flow to the original? ’
After thinking for a long time, I came to the conclusion that it
was not me. In the original story, Mia was the main character
in this event. She appeared with the Pope, who rarely carried
out outdoor activities, and showed her presence in front of
everyone. However, the robes that he described as splendid in
the novel were as plain as the ordinary priests, and did not
stand out much because they were at the end of the
procession.
'However, the previous activities seem to have paid off. It is
not easy to be invited to this place.”
I looked at her with her pink hair in a thin braid, then turned
to the center of the member’s gorgeous voice.
The crown prince, who was conducting the ceremony, was
stepping out wearing an exquisite robe embroidered with gold
over the white silk robe.
'Instead, this robe looks like Mia’s outfit pictured in the novel.
’
The crown prince, who had entrusted him with the role of
emperor for the first time, took a deep breath and then recalled
a sentence in honor of the saint’s soul.
The ceremony went rather smoothly.
But I could feel my hands and feet getting cold due to the
tension.
“Now, we will proceed to an incense ceremony to
commemorate the soul of Great Saint Nayla.”
“I will have a purification ceremony through the sacred
relics.”
The cardinal who was waiting carefully piled the cloth and
walked out in front of the altar. The item that the cardinal took
out was a white rosary.
"I will pray for you.”
Putting the white rosary in the water, those who participated
in the ceremony gathered their hands and closed their eyes as
if they were praying.
But I couldn’t take my eyes off this white thing. Because a
strange feeling of confusion upset my stomach.
Tomb. Tomb.
After a nightmare, my heart started to run sharply. My
heartbeat became as huge as the sound of drums, so my
eardrums pounded.
'What is the’
On the horizon, there was a man in a huge desert, blonde like
a sudden illusion, the smell of blood transmitted through the
tip of the blood in the nose.
“Princess, you must go out now.”
I was severely distracted by the imperial official’s invitation.
Purple and I, with their magically preserved flower twigs,
slowly walked in front of the foundation. slowly in front of
the foundation. The smell of flowers shook before the burning
flower bed, but I still remembered the fishy smell of fishy red
blood. Soon the branches I threw were burning. That was
when I was able to finish my turn and then get back to my
seat.
“Kwang”
I saw something far away with an ominous roar.
It was a black scythe that cut through space…
CHAPTER 144

In the moment of sudden cracks in the clear noon sky, a

stifling silence prevailed. Because of the sickle cutting in
space, the size of the slit rapidly increased, and an evil spirit
in the shape of a death god quickly leaped out of the gap that
opened like a wound. The evil spirit created by the devil in a
fallen soul was supreme among the demons. The terrible thing
quickly flew towards the ritual altar.
All of this happened in a very fleeting moment.
Surprisingly, the black evil spirit covered in ancient cloth did
not attack people first like a hungry donkey, unlike other
monsters.
‘Kooooh!’
He suddenly roared wildly and swung a black-colored scythe
in the air.
Kyi.
A frightening buzz passed through space and the ground
began to shake violently.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
The marble columns and buildings around it also shook like
an earthquake. Screams of terror echoed everywhere, and the
witches who were preparing for the casting to attack grabbed
their chests and vomited blood. That was because the moment
the evil spirit wielded the scythe, the mana that flowed on the
two main sides was strangely distorted.
“My God!”
High-ranking mages who were highly sensitive to mana
suffered, especially in this unexpected blow.
“ Father !!”
When he looked at his daughter screaming and jumping, Duke
Seymour swallowed the blood that rose from his neck.
“You run!”
“Please go with me!”
The energy emitted by the evil spirit with the sickle was
extraordinary even in her eyes. I felt a terrifyingly massive
force, and the tip of my nose continued to emit an ominous
bloody smell.
I thought the rift had already happened once and was going as
planned, but suddenly a more dangerous monster appeared.
'Was this the identity of the worry that I couldn’t shake off all
along?’
“There was no such thing in the novel.”
But this was an obvious fact.
Worse than a nightmare.
I can’t keep away from my father who is vomiting blood. As
soon as I asked again to escape, the marble pillar that was
standing nearby collapsed.
“Purple.”
At the owner’s order, a solid defense wall like a tortoise shell
was formed around it, and Epsidore, who ran in a hurry,
quickly destroyed the pillar, so that the momentary crisis
could be avoided. But the situation was getting out of control.
The thick fog that was streaming through the cracks colored
the blue sky black, and the nightmarish landscape turned into
chaos.
There was no hell.
No one listened to the crown prince’s order to calmly
evacuate. And there was an even bigger problem. The knights
were disarmed because they were in incense rituals, and evil
spirits abolished the magic of high-ranking witches.
Great powers like the Org family and magic tower wizards
were placed on the city gates to stabilize the chaos of the
people, so even when facing first class monsters, the strength
of the allies wasn’t the best. Currently, among the knights
who attended the ceremony, the only armed knight was
Isidore, who could summon a sword with magic.
Duke Seymour hastily said. “ The Duke of Visconti. Can you
give me time to finish the hymn?”
But Duke Seymour said that, though, not expecting much.
Because the knights were vulnerable to flying enemies.
When the monster wave woke up, the mage dropped the
enemy in the air, and the knights dealt with the monsters of
the earth. But I didn’t have time to think about it for long.
Ki-yek!
An evil spirit reminiscent of a reaper raised its machete again,
making a frightening sound like scratching a board. The
rickety scythe, whose teeth were missing, was stained black
from dryness, and a huge and ominous darkness was
overflowing in the air.
"Purple.” Attack that scythe.”
Soon, Princess Deborah ordered Purple to release the light.
Duke Seymour and the mage also hurriedly poured out a short
spell class magic. But the black mist of the sky blocked the
magic, and the magician’s attack didn’t even pass through the
devil’s collar.
It was then. A golden light flashed sharply through the air in
the darkness.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
Painful demon cries echoed loudly. The people who were
violently pushing and shoving each other to escape turned
their eyes toward the direction of the sound as if something
was possessed.
“angel?”
After releasing his sword, Isidore, who swiftly entered behind
the monster’s back by spreading his flash magic, ruthlessly
thrust the blade into the back of the reaper.
“It’s the magic of movement!”
“…a magic swordsman.”
Throughout the empire’s history, some nobles cried out in
amazement at the dramatic appearance of only three magical
swordsmen.
“An angel has descended!”
Isidore, who raised his white robe and drew a golden sword to
the evil spirit, reminded me of an archangel who deals with
demons in myths, so not everyone can take their eyes off the
scene.
“He is the archangel that the Saint sent us!”
Some people, who didn’t know much about magic
swordsmen, cried with emotion as if they thought Isidore was
a true angel. Isidore, who had put two-handed swords in the
head of evil spirits, summoned the sword of Bar Setad this
time, set the sword on fire and confronted the evil spirit.
Numerous sudden and menacing attacks poured out, and the
evil spirit with a weak appearance struggled vigorously.
“Kooooooo!”
Although the terrible demon spurted out like a vine, Isidore
blew out a golden sword once more after escaping the attack.
Eventually, the evil spirit dispersed like mist, and the huge
scythe above the altar shook, but that wasn’t the end.
Rather, it was the beginning. When a powerful evil spirit was
subjected to a fatal attack, the black mist that swept across the
blue sky began to reveal its true form.
“No, my God.”
Those who had had hope for a while because of Isidore lost
strength in their legs and collapsed. Those who were weak of
heart fainted from the horrific scene.
The dark mist that filled the sky was a ghost power in the
form of a skeleton drawn by an evil spirit.
When the leader and suppressor disappeared, the ghosts
released magic and tried to escape, but a wind blew on their
bodies. A blizzard was completed, the seventh degree magic
that transcended the limits of a human, which made Duke
Seymour a Sorcerer. A terrifying ice storm, like a catastrophe,
exploded on the power of a ghost, and half of the demons
froze from the spot and fell to the ground.
“attacks!”
When the knights who finished their army and the mages who
straightened their ranks participated in the war, there was an
uphill battle that was hard to see with my eyes open after that.
That was because skeletal ghosts that had lost their heart from
evil spirits craved human blood and flesh and ran away like
demons.
Additionally, if a magic of less than 4 classes or less was not
offensive using oora , then it couldn’t be fatal.
“Heh, haha…!”
Isidore sighed with a pale face, wounding the black ghost one
by one with his sword. It was not easy for Isidore, a magic
swordsman, to deal alone with high-ranking demons, so he
was very tired.
“Where’s Deborah?”
He wiped the sweat flowing from his jaw and leaned with a
pale face. The dark mist spread by the skeletal ghosts made it
difficult to tell who he was.
You must have been evacuated well, right? please…….
Imperial power is forbidden to bring magical tools, so there
are probably no scrolls or artifacts in her hand. Fortunately,
there was a holy spirit to take care of her. The evil gate Isidore
pulled his sword again and cut off the head of the beast that
was running towards him.
“Behind Isidore”.
It was then. Hearing a familiar and desperate voice, Isidore
hastily turned his head. I can see great darkness and sickle in
my eyes.
The evil spirit, whose face and half of its body exploded, and
its arm was cut off, turned into mist and held its breath, then
reappeared once Isidore was exhausted.
“It’s dangerous!”
At the princess’s cry, Isidore reflexively retreated several
steps.
“My God!”
But the tip of a long sickle broke his rib bones, and he
couldn’t even scream. In an instant, his eyes turned black, and
his brain shook with intense pain that choked his breath.
“Deborah.”
In the flashing red vision, the woman’s face, which had
rushed toward him, seemed clear. While he was feeling the
burning pain, he suddenly thought he was lucky. Perhaps, had
it not been for Deborah, his heart would have pierced and died
instantly, and I would never have seen such a beautiful face
again.
But when he saw her up close, her face looked very sad, and
his heart was soon broken.
“do not Cry. I wouldn’t die for something like that.”
Only black blood continued to flow from his open mouth
instead of his voice. Poisoned by the poison on the sickle. For
the first time at the crossroads of life and death, Isidore felt
despair.
Feeling the distant fear that he could no longer be seen and
that she would be sad when he was gone, he collected the
remaining mana and tried to calm himself.
“Please, priest! Priest! The duke is wounded here. please!”
But like a candle just before it goes out, his delicate eyelids
begin to close.
Isidore gasped for breath and barely licked his lips.
“I am sorry.”
“Don’t say such a weak word in front of me!”
I heard you haven’t been hurt since you were thirteen!
“If you never get hurt!”
Blood on the white rosary.
A land deserted by monsters.
blond man
bloody smell;
Suddenly, a wave of memories shattered, and Deborah’s head
heard the sound of something blocking her strength like a dam
crashing and shattering.
A pure white divine power soon exploded from her body.
CHAPTER 145
CHAPTER 146

'How comfortable is the life of a Villainess'

"Well, what do you feel comfortable with?"
"I'm kidding."
Duke Seymour and Isidore caught their confused gazes
together, wondering what they had heard for a moment, and
Princess Deborah frowned and fiddled with the ornate chess
horse.
“If the black magicians are looking for a saint, someone
behind the scenes will hear the news and approach Mia.”
Additionally, Deborah thought Mia's actions were somewhat
suspicious. When she fell in front of Vilav, she mysteriously
fell, but this time she lied publicly.
'Something is not normal.'
Deborah slowly opened her mouth.
“I plan to follow Mia Binoche at the moment. secretly. so as
not to be discovered.”
After explaining my plan to the most trusted people, my father
and Isidore, I immediately returned to my room.
It was because the headache started again.
I frowned at the sharp pain that stabbed the temple.
'I don't want to worry about that.'
But my headache was definitely better compared to the time
when I first opened my eyes. Perhaps because mixed
memories are regulated little by little.
'Ha ha. what the hell?'
So much has happened in such a short time.
Lying on the bed, I sighed for a long time and looked at my
hand.
'Do I have divine power?'
I was honestly shocked. I used to use magic as a basic skill,
and was a bit envious of those with swordsmanship and even
spirits, but I felt strange that I had an unknown power.
'Hmmm. Let's test it'
After I cut the back of my hand with a knife, I was instantly
healed.
Unlike my mana, who didn't feel it at all, Divine Power
awakened once, so I was able to deal with it according to my
will. But even if I raised it as high as possible, it was weak
compared to the power that exploded in a moment of
desperation.
The reason I left Mia alone was that I needed time to adapt to
the divine power.
'By the way, it's really amazing.'
When I see the cuts that have neatly disappeared, my tongue
sticks out straight. It's amazing that she became a
superhuman, but there was something even more shocking.
Yoon Do Hee's previous life was Nyla, who was revered by
the people of Astia as a saint.
During the incense ceremony, the strange memory that came
to mind from the moment I saw the white rosary was the
previous life of Leon Do Hee, not Deborah. It was quite
different when searching through the fragments of memory
left by Deborah, that is, browsing through the fragments of
memories left by another soul. Seeing the memories rooted in
the soul, she felt completely different.
I instinctively knew from the moment my Divine Power
awakened that Nila was Yun Do's previous life. Most of all,
it's good, but it's a little… The idiot part is similar.
What is the use of everything if you become a saint revered by
all after death?
“I shall live and enjoy all riches and luxuries!”
In my third life, I will be in a relationship with a handsome
and sweet friend without being easy to find while spending a
lot of money!
I was determined to put myself first in this life, but my head
was too hot, so I got into this fire. Maybe it was still heavy
because I used the power of awakening.
'I'm tired.'
As soon as I closed my eyes, I quickly fell asleep.
When I sleep, I remember memories of my previous life.
I discovered that the recurring dream, which I thought was a
nightmare, was actually a memory of my previous life, and
now I can remember it even after waking up. The timeline of
memories that could be seen in a subconscious state was
mixed, but one thing in common was that there was always a
blond man who looked like Isidore completely.
Nayla probably had the fondest memories with that man. And
I thought that Isidore's face, similar to that of a blond man,
stimulated the memories of his previous life, causing my
divine power to awaken even faster. Over time… It seemed
that the ancient Velav artifact was heavily involved in
unlocking power.
He must have been staying in this country house. After all,
Isidore is a duke on the same level as the head of the house, so
he was polite to serve dinner and send it to a precious guest.
"I'm going down…"
In the drawing room, Isidore was walking around with a
worried look and narrowed his brow.
"Isidore."
When he called, his worried face softened with satisfaction.
I was embarrassed because I thought he was an easy-to-read
guy.
And he was so happy that I could face him as if nothing had
happened.
When I sensed the value of everyday life, Isidore rushed
toward me in a hurry.
“Is your body okay? You had bad skin earlier.”
Looks like he found out I had a headache.
“You see, it's really okay. I can heal my wounds.”
I smiled at him a little.
"I'm very happy".
“Are you okay, sir? Apparently, I remember a broken rib…”
"It got better thanks to you."
He grabbed my hand and put it in the coat and I was
embarrassed by his sudden action.
"If you're worried, check it out for yourself."
After a while, I quickly touched a stiff muscle and lump over
the white shirt in the palm of my hand. In the midst of a
frenzy, I inadvertently moved my hand to my rectus
abdominal muscles, and Isidore's white cheeks suddenly
turned red.
'Why are you so embarrassed all of a sudden?'
It makes me feel even weirder too.
“Hm. Ha, it's okay anyway. I'm really good ".
He shook his long eyelashes and avoided my gaze.
"Oh yes."
I also removed my hand in a hurry and nodded my head.
Then he suddenly took off his coat and covered the area
around his lower body.
"It's hot."
"Yeah, it's a little hot."
I pretended not to know anything and looked away.
"I need to go for a walk to get some fresh air."
"Yeah, a good walk."
"See you at dinner later."
I looked at the back of his body as he hurriedly disappeared,
then covered my hot face and bit my lip.
I haven't seen anything.
‘But… it was hard…… almost like a stone.’
The Fourth Empress vomited black blood several times.
She tried to cover her mouth with a handkerchief, but her right
arm did not move as if it was paralyzed, black blood
splattered on the ground.
Lucifer, the devil, swallowed a quarter of her soul for the
price of creating a crack in this incense ceremony. But even
taking a great risk, the Fourth Empress had to overdo it.
'The first rift failed and only the tower was excited and
successful.'
Attempts to create a fake saint have always been thwarted,
and the Third Prince is still in a vulnerable position, so more
time is needed. In order to promote the next opportunity, I had
to interfere with the rituals dedicated to the crown prince and
solidify the idea that he was unlucky and immoral.
“How about the crown prince take over this incense
ceremony? Your Majesty.”
“You are a great mother. It is not enough to bring back the
third prince from a chaotic battlefield, you even take care of
the eldest son.”
In fact, it was the Fourth Empress who secretly suggested to
the emperor that the crown prince conduct the incense
ceremony.
In the novel, Mia firmly established her position as a saint and
sided with the Pope as the heroine of her birth, so the Empress
didn't have to make that kind of trouble. Deborah did not
anticipate the situation in which the evil spirit appeared
because the ceremonial incense ceremonies originally ended
well. However, since the current Fourth Empress was on the
defensive, she had to make a big bet.
'I had to get people to turn their backs on the prince.'
But the demon demanded a price more than she had expected,
so the loss was also great. If the soul was to be eaten more in
the future, it might be difficult to self-preserve, but the Fourth
Empress ignored this fact.
Her soul was absorbed even more deeply by the demon, and
only her persistence and desire to make her son emperor
increased even more.
'I feel a little disappointed.'
She had hoped in her heart that the prince would plunge into
the battle with the monsters and die, but even so, this was only
half a success.
Well, he's a sword master, so he can't die that easily.
Above all, there is another great benefit.
Suddenly a card called Mia Binoche, which had been useless
all along, appeared as a cup.
'I was going to do such a scary thing.'
But Mia Binoche is a fake saint made of holy blood, whose
card did you steal?
After quickly recovering the black blood on the floor, she told
her maid that she had been out for a while, and then went to
the basement, hidden under the jewelry store. Shortly
thereafter, Mia entered the black cave by order of the Fourth
Empress and knelt before the Fourth Empress.
"I heard your performance very well."
“Thank you so much for giving me strength. I will do my best
to live up to your expectations in the future.”
'What else are you talking about?'
The fourth empress's eyebrows rose.
Mia thought that the white deity that appeared during the
incense ceremony was the strength of the Fourth Empress like
holy blood.
CHAPTER 147

The Fourth Empress looked at Miya, who had a huge

misunderstanding, and was troubled for a moment.
“There is no need, to tell the truth to a child who respects
me.”
It was enough for Miya to act as a saint for the sake of my
son, the Third Prince.
“Mia. You've created the stage where you're the main
character, so make sure you show your body and actions that
match it. I look forward to it.”
Mia shook her head again and called out to the Fourth
Empress, who took her back to Marquis Francois. He boasted
of his smooth appearance as if time had stopped even though
he was close to half a hundred years old, and was a popular
figure among socialite wives because of his distinguished
eyesight and gentle attitude.
Marquis François. This year's first female protagonist is
unconditionally transformed into Mia Binoche. It's your major
to have a great social exposure, so even if I didn't say it, you'd
do very well.”
"I will do what you want."
"Good."
Mia Binoche has not shown any presence in the social world,
but she would be able to make a huge leap forward with this
as a starting point.
“But, my lord, what if it was a true saint who appeared during
the incense ritual… There must be a limit to how Mia can
pretend to be real using the holy blood.”
At the matter of Marquis Francois' attention, the Fourth
Empress had a cruel, devil-like smile.
"I have to kill her"
Whatever, by whatever means.
Fortunately, Mia's actions were very dedicated.
Mia is popular with thousands of people, so while dealing
with public opinion, she was going to remove the true Saint
by mobilizing powerful black magicians like Albert, a
monster who deals with insect-type monsters, to get rid of the
true Saint. Even with all my might.
'That's good.. I was struggling because I couldn't find the
Saint.'
Thank you very much for revealing your identity.
When the scheme of finding a saint, which was like catching a
cloud, disappeared, my nervousness vanished.
“It would be acceptable to frame the crown prince.”
Her hair began to fall back quickly, and her eyes flashed blue.
It was as if a demon descended on the ground, so Marquis
François fell trembling.
The fact that Deborah had manifested divinity, Isidor and
Seymour decided to keep quiet for the time being. As a result,
the fact that Isidor had been seriously injured by the evil spirit
was hidden.
Duke of Visconti. Rest in Seymour for a while. But he must
return home
When he returns to his family, he knows he's immediately
been under a killer workload Duke Seymour's situation
became difficult
If he had been a knight, he would have laughed at him, but the
fact that Isidore was a wizard was a big reason why Duke
Seymour pulled down the wall between them. If Isidore didn't
take some time against the demons, he wouldn't be able to
complete the seven-grade magic, so he felt a bit of a sense of
indebtedness.
"Thank you, Duke Seymour."
Although he was very well off, Isidor liked to spend time
under the same roof with the princess, so he accepted Duke
Seymour's offer.
"Time flies by."
So it was already in the morning at Seymour's townhouse on
the third day after the Christmas party.
Duke of Visconti. I know you enjoyed playing with your
father-in-law, but please come back right away. Papers are
piled up like a mountain here and there.”
Miguel, who had come to fetch Isidore's custom suit and some
belongings, pleaded not even pretending to hear it.
“The Tower Owner caught him, so there is nothing we can do
about it. It is a matter of family friendship.”
“Aren't you the one who doesn't even notice the crown
prince!”
“How do you put the crown prince and the father of your
future wife on the same line and compare them?”
“You said that you even exposed the fact that you were a
magic swordsman to the crowd during the Incense
Ceremony?! It's no joke, it's enough to build a castle with
messages from abroad. Help me. Or accept my resignation! ”
"I'll take a break and go. I've done a lot of dirty work since
becoming Duchy Chief."
"I did a lot of dirty things too!"
"yes. I know your hard work. I will double your salary. What's
your opinion?"
You obviously said "just a little bit." If you don't come back
tonight, I won't go back to Visconti.”
Isidor, who managed to recover Miguel, who had lost his
mind, stroked his chin, thinking that Seymour's son-in-law
wasn't bad either. He then looked at the beautifully decorated
flower garden with a relaxed face for a while and then got up
from his seat to take a shower. The bones seemed to be
broken, but it was It is amazing every time I see the corpse
without scars as if nothing had happened.
I had experienced it myself, but it was an incredible level of
divine power.
'Is the princess the embodiment of the saint recorded in the
oracle? Hmm. There is a sinister side to that.'
Honestly, it wasn't a good idea for a saint to build a ghost
company and evade taxes.
'It doesn't matter.'
Isidore didn't care for Princess Deborah, even the devil. From
the moment he first appeared in Blancia, Deborah was an
incomprehensible black swan who stormed into Isidore
without warning. But what was certain was that I never
wanted to see her sad and cry again.
Isidore slowly ran his fingers along the clean, healthy ribs
without a single scar, and then suddenly bit his lip.
until puberty. I didn't get hit like that.'
I must have been hurt enough to cross life and death, but my
body seemed to be overly healthy. After a while, he walked
out of the bathroom with a flushed pale face and let out a hot
breath.
Putting on the newly tailored clothes, the servant, who had
been requested by the princess, said that tea and breakfast
were ready. It was a long weekend, so the two decided to
spend the morning drinking tea together. Isidor used magic to
quickly dry his wet hair and get ready to go out.
When they heard that the Duke of Visconti, who was called
the most handsome man in the Empire, was going out to tea,
the housekeepers tended the garden and pretended to polish
the sculptures, secretly watching him. However, the servants
were turned upside down by a strange atmosphere that makes
people more than just handsome.
"Why can't I get used to it day in and day out?"
Princess Deborah suddenly raised a cup and muttered slightly.
"yes?"
'I think Isidor's face is getting crazier by the day, is that true?'
I think I saved the country in my previous life. huh? Really
saved the world, right? It's a past life. Princess Deborah
sipped her steaming tea while answering the wrong question
to herself.
Isidor was delighted to watch her sip her tea, and then he
laughed a little as the princess gently pushed the sugar cube in
front of him.
"Thank you."
"Because Isidor loves sweets."
"correct. And I love the whipped cream cake in front of the
princess.”
Isidore subtly said "ah," opening his mouth.
She caught a fork in his blatant smile, and pretended to put it
in his mouth, and smeared the cream around his lips.
"Is this a declaration of war?"
And soon Isidore anointed the cream on the lips of the
princess, and her eyes were grim.
“How could you not do that once?”
“I did it because I wanted to do it.”
Isidore gently grabbed the princess's upper lip covered in
cream.
“I will do that too…”
"this is my house!"
Although the Seymour family was as spacious as the hotel,
they were a bit stingy about being in the house. She kicked his
leg while blushing in her earlobe.
Isidore was swearing that he had a broken leg, but when the
servants brought from afar a tray of three-tiered sweets, he sat
gracefully at the table. Of course, it looked a little funny
because of the cream on his lips.
“I buried her here. Wipe it off quickly.”
"I know. I will go home and eat.”
"By the way, when are you coming home?" Will you leave the
servants alone?”
“Do you want me to go?”
Isidor was licking the corners of his cream-covered mouth
looking like a puppy begging to be lifted up and petted, and
the Princess frowned and shook her head a little. To be
honest, I didn't dislike the fact that we were physically close
and flirting.
'But I can see we're out
It was unreasonable for the shy princess, as I was worried that
someone would suddenly open the door and let in.
“Actually, I’m sorry, but I have to come back tonight. I think
it will be difficult to postpone the backlog.”
"Show."
“I see you often. We meet from time to time and practice
dancing.”
Isidor said gently.
"Why do you practice dancing?"
“Isn’t that princess’ first appearance party partner?” Don't tell
me that other asshole… No, were there any other candidates
as well?”
When Princess Deborah asked with a blank expression on her
face, Isidor was really shocked.
"Oh, by the way, there isn't much time left."
Most little girls want to make their stage debut more
glamorous than everyone else, but the princess doesn't seem
interested.
“What kind of person would you choose as an escort?”
Since Isidor relinquished flower of the year, Princess Deborah
could name any lady a chaperone.
"It was pre-determined."
At the name that came out of the princess's mouth, Isidore
coughed and spat the tea into his mouth.
CHAPTER 148

“The Marquise of Paslin.”

As soon as I answered the question of whom I would choose
to accompany, Isidore shrugged as if he was stuck, and I was
taken aback.
“what is wrong with you?”.
“she …”
His lips parted nicely for a moment.
“She is my aunt. I was a little surprised because she has been
someone who has cared for me for so long.”
‘what??!’
This time, I lost my composure and dropped the cup of tea
from my hand. She wasn’t just a relative, she was a special
aunt to Isidore. Although I had in mind the Marquis of Paslin
as an escort, I had no time to investigate her family in detail.
The reason I chose her is that, in fact, the Marquise Paslin was
the lady chosen by Mia Binoche, Flower of the Year, in the
original work, as Maid of Honor. She was described as having
a high reputation among noble ladies as an outstanding
personality, and someone named as the flower of the social
world.
And on the day of her first appearance, Mia is attacked by
demons along with Lady Paslin, a tall blunt, in a chariot
heading to the imperial palace. Since then, the facts are easy
to predict. Mia heals the Marquise, who is badly injured, with
divine power. Perhaps it was only natural that her husband,
the Marquis of Paslin, who commanded the Navy, would
support his wife’s rescuer, Mia Binoche. Who healed the
seriously wounded Marquise,
Anyway, the reason I chose it was because I wanted to check
some hypotheses.
I wonder if the “rift” phenomenon was set intentionally to
make Mia stand out.
Originally I thought the rift was a phenomenon caused by the
weakening of the barrier, but after the incense ritual I was
thinking about the rift from a new perspective. Now that Mrs.
Paslin had been occupied, Mia had no choice but to make
another choice, and wondered in what context the case would
take place next.
If my guess is correct, I can prevent Mrs. Paslin from being
harmed.
And one more.
There is nothing more important than confirming a
hypothesis.
“Princess Deborah. May I ask why you chose my aunt as
escort of honor among so many distinguished ladies?”
“I wanted to make a deal with the Marquise Paslin, so I tried
to take the Marquise as an escort.”
I desired the sea route that the Marquis Paslin had. The
Marquess of Paslin, located on the south coast, bordered
geographically the nearest port to the Principality of Verdun,
the origin of the coffee beans.
The merchants of Verdin, who are currently trading with
Armand, cycle through the land route to the Bornas Strait and
enter the Empire of Istia. However, if you use the port in
Marquis Paslin, sea negotiations can get the shortest distance
to the land of the Principality of Verdin.
Ultimately, she is chosen as an escort of honor to secure the
coffee trade route, which is Armand’s staple. Eat pheasants
and eat eggs. Lobster and trench. {This is a Korean example}.
I had no better choice than Marquis Paslin.
“…Is this because of the distribution of coffee beans?”.
“This is correct.”
Isidore, immediately realizing my intentions, suddenly
laughed as loudly as when he first saw me at Plancia.
“Ha ha! The Princess was to be the first in the history of the
Empire to use the Escort as a trade passage. Well, that’s why I
fell in love with the princess.”
I rubbed the back of my neck shyly.
“Looking at the sales slip, the Verdun merchants were raising
the cost of the coffee beans.”
It’s not at a dangerous enough level to rush in right away.
However, securing new distribution avenues is an essential
process for business expansion, and ultimately there is the
right to a maid.
For various reasons, she thought the Marquise of Paslin the
most suitable as a maid of honor, but she must have a special
relationship with Isidore.
“Wow, I am suddenly nervous.”
I muttered softly while pounding my chest, and Isidor reached
out and gently stroked the back of my hand.
“Do you care because it’s my family?”
“naturally.”
At first, I wanted to maintain a friendly relationship with
Paslin, but now I sincerely want to appear good to Aunt
Isidore.
“So, what kind of person is the Marquise of Paslin? What
does she like?
When I asked the question he started laughing.
“If she gets to know you a little, my aunt will love you just as
much as I do.”
“I guess that’s what you think alone. I’m serious now. so
answer
“I’m serious”
Isidor muttered slightly and scratched his chin with a
mysterious face.
“Actually, as a nephew, I don’t know her obvious sign. My
aunt is someone who doesn’t show her true feelings. She is a
cautious person and always keeps the good, and she has a
clear amount of her territory.”{Keep her distance from others}
“I see .”
'She’s the kind that’s hard to understand.’
If anyone could move to the gift attack, Isidore would have
made a speech to her right away, but Marquis Paslin seemed
to be someone with high self-esteem.
'However, Isidore did give some hints about her personality.’
I’m in trouble,
But he took a coin out of his pocket.
“The coin was the same obverse and reverse. You felt sorry
you had lost it, so I looked for a new one. I was deceived by
the kindness that didn’t just listen to me every time.”
As soon as it was released, the gold coin shone brightly and
he slowly placed it in the palm of my hand. It’s as if
everything is going to be fine.
“If there is anything I can do to help, I will.”
“However, I have received it. I will use all the information I
know.”
And I will move her heart and persuade her in my own way.
Like a master, I put on my lucky coins and held them in my
hands in the back, smiled mightily, and suddenly opened my
mouth as I watched Isidore.
“Oh, that’s right. I like that, too.”
“?”
“Use whatever you can use.”
“I also like the fact that I don’t know how to do it. However,
it’s not selfish and arrogant.”
“…well, stop it.”
“You haven’t started yet? You will be able to write a
dissertation that will graduate for good reasons.”
"Not that, something else!”
The hem of Isidor’s shoe came in with the hem of her skirt
pulled in and she accented the area with a little peach bone.
His cheeks flushed hot as he smiled strangely.
“They can’t see that.”
he whispered.
“Anyway, it’s home.”
It happens under the tablecloth, but it was unreasonable for
me to pretend to be shy and cool about such daring behaviour.
“The house was a very dangerous place.”
Even when he was asleep, he rubbed his eyes, saying he was
going crazy because he was somewhere nearby.
“How pathetic I was to be like those whose lower body
controls the brain……….”
After making a big noise,
Isidore returned home that evening with the vassals who had
come to arrest him with a ghostly and fearful face.
“he comes back faster than you I think. I can’t see it. By the
way, he was a magician, so he was fast.”
“Hey, I will ask for the class and send it.”
I listened to my dad who didn’t know if he was sad or
frustrated, I saw him until the cart got smaller and I couldn’t
see him.
This is the right to appoint a guardian.
I played around with colorful stationery that said flower of the
year. As if to prove a public trust, the seal of the imperial
family was engraved below. After all, the Marquise of Pasilin,
whom I was aiming for, was staying in the capital.
According to the information, the Marquis Paslin is a great
lover, but people who love the sea and boats as much as their
wives don’t go out of their possessions very often.
It was very different from other notable family owners to stay
frequently in the country house in the Yunes or Juron area,
which is well populated and easy to socialize. Because of this,
the Marquise of Paslin seemed to have stepped in place of her
husband to run the social network, and manage the townhouse
and its users in the capital.
In fact, if you want your kids to be active in a key point, you
have to be active in the central social circles. Because not all
children can inherit the southern estate.”
I stood after thinking for a while as I read the information
about the Paslin family.
“yes. The money you earned in this case, let’s use it as a win.”
When the young lady, who was about to make her debut,
asked an escort from a lady she respected, it was the custom
to send a suitable gift and flowers beforehand.
But I thought I wouldn’t do it sparingly.
I summoned the shopkeepers of the jewelry store, most
popular with the ladies, to accompany me.
“Oh, that really is. Are you going to use it that much? A
princess ”.
“yes.”
When I presented the budget on paper, a VIP catalog
depicting various jewelry designs was piled on my desk.
Thanks to this, I can see at a glance the type of jewelry that
most ladies have been envious of lately.
Scrolling through the catalog, I quietly inked my feather to
write a letter to the Marquise of Paslin.
CHAPTER 149

During this period, the main theme for the ladies was ‘a young
woman formally entering society.’
‌This is due to the important role of the elderly and noble
women, who attract young girls who have just appeared in
society.‌
In addition, the number of requests they received from young
girls to be introduced as chaperones demonstrated the
noblewoman’s popularity and status in the social community.
After the big incident at the celebration of the birth of the
ruler, the Duchess of Urgo, who hosted a tea party in the name
of changing the atmosphere, retracted her words.
‌“The little lady of Count Atlan, has come of age, it is as if I
had seen her yesterday singing in the children’s choir.”
‌"Truly? Time passes quickly.“
‌"yes. This year, Count Nora’s second little lady has also
grown up well. They are both from close family, so I am
worried about which young lady I should send a reply to.”
‌In the gentle pride of the Duchess of Urgo, the ladies’ eyes
gradually narrowed.
‌'It’s been a long time since the birth ceremony for the ruler
ended, and I’ve already received two offers of escort.’
‌The Duchess of Urgo loved to flaunt her popularity, and the
ladies responded.
‌As the conversation continued, a lady picked up a piece of
cake with a red flower decoration on it and suddenly opened
her mouth.
‌"Flower of the Year Was It the Duke of Visconti?"‌
“Yes, the party was really fun.”
“‌ I can’t keep up with the thinking of young people these
days.”
‌The Duchess of Urgo murmured.
‌“What happens to the selection of escorts received by the
Duke of Visconti?”
‌“I hear that the Duke of Visconti has handed the title of
Flower of the Year to Princess Deborah.”
‌“……”
‌An awkward silence hung over the table for a moment.
Because they could not refuse the imperial family’s orders.
‌The lady chosen to be the flower of the year is usually envied,
but this time the atmosphere was not so likable.
‌“Princess Deborah is of character…”
‌‘…not easy.’
‌“What kind of lady did the princess choose as her escort?”
‌"Rumours Spread That She’s the Marquise of Paslin”.
‌“oh”
‌The Duchess of Urgo suppressed her almost bursting laughter.
‌'Fortunately, the princess went there.’
‌The Duchess of Urgo, unhappy with the fact that Paslin was
not even a Duchess, but only a Marquise, was branded a
socialite, making a fuss while showing sympathy.
‌“Even a noble like the Marquis of Paslin won’t be able to
maintain her composure this time.”
‌"yes.“
‌“How amazing she would be during her debut…”
‌“This does not sit well with the Marquise of Paslin, who likes
a humble attitude.”
‌“Oh, I feel so sorry for her.”
‌The other ladies also responded, feigning distress.
‌'If you get involved for no reason, you will only fall down.’
‌ here were plenty of young girls who were easy to get along
T
with, but I didn’t want to become the attendant of a restless
girl of good standing.
‌However, public opinion soon changed.
‌It was due to rumors that Princess Deborah had reserved all
the precious accessories that were to be launched in the escort
order.
‌"If she was, maybe…"‌
"This is correct. The princess has all of Michelle’s jewels!”
‌The Duchess of Urgo, who was aiming for Michelle Fei’s
jewelry, stiffened.
‌It has been the most popular jewelry store among ladies in
recent years.
‌That’s because the craftsman there, Michelle Lee, creates
elegant craftsmanship with metaphors and philosophy.
‌The nobles had a double standard, wanting to show off and
flaunt their wealth, but with frank luxury and vanity.
It’s an expensive luxury piece, but on the surface, it seems to
maintain dignity rather than being luxurious and elegant.
‌Michelle Lee’s craftsmanship is secretly popular with the
ladies.
‌When I thought of the lady who would be the main character
in the precious handicrafts that I couldn’t buy because there
was a waiting line, envy slowly rose.
‌"I didn’t know Princess Deborah was such a generous
person.“
‌'I just thought she was arrogant and selfish.’
‌“To buy this for the accompaniment. she’s amazing.”
‌“We have to wait and see. Maybe it’s another review. Use gift
attack? Isn’t that like Princess Deborah?“
‌Duchess Urgo said in a sarcastic tone.
‌'I’m a little jealous.’
‌ he other wives agreed with the Duchess, they struggled
T
trying to defeat the creepy thoughts that slowly came to mind.
‌“Wah…”
‌Reply has arrived from the Marquise of Paslin to my gift and
letter.
‌The content is brief. It was about her inviting me into her
home.
‌'I am very nervous.’
‌I accepted the invitation, swallowed the stress, and went down
in front of Pasilin’s house.
‌The well-maintained garden, the large fountains, and the
immaculate white exterior of the palace caught my eye.
‌The butler led me into the drawing-room, and soon the
Marquise appeared before me.
‌'Wow, beautiful.’
‌I liked her look.
‌As someone who was called the flower of society in the past, I
felt an elegant beauty and exquisite dignity.
‌With her bright blonde hair held high, she stared at me with
blue eyes that looked like Isidore.
"nice to meet you. I’m Deborah Seymour. It is a great honor
to meet you.”‌
I greeted her as politely as possible.
“Nice to meet you, Princess Deborah.”‌
With a clear tone and a rude expression on her face, I could
not guess how she was feeling, and I sat down on the
drawing-room chair across from her, feeling suffocated.
‌The Marquise of Paslin asked the butler to bring tea, and I
wrung my hands to relieve the tension.
‌"Princess Deborah”.
‌"Yes ma'am.“
“‌ I didn’t know I would say such uncomfortable things the first
time I met you, but I really don’t like saying this behind your
back…”
she took the gift box I sent.
‌"Princess Deborah has an official qualification for being
Flower of the Year, so I wouldn’t turn down a request to
become a chaperone.”
‌“……,”
‌“However, I will return these earrings and necklaces that the
princess sent. It’s too much.”
‌I sighed as I watched her return the jewelry box coldly and
firmly.
‌As expected, you didn’t take it.
‌However, I expected that she would be tempted, but she was
more stubborn than I thought.
‌“Didn’t the Duke of Visconti say anything about my
character?”
‌“I didn’t think I could win your favor with just material
things, of course. I thought you might return the gift like this.”
‌“……”
‌“But I have prepared this gift because my reputation is so bad.
I know what kind of gossip will come and go in the social
world if you become my escort.”
‌“……..,”
‌“However, I really wanted to take care of my escort.”
‌"So that’s why you sent me such a gift?“
‌"yes. In the social world, everyone struggles to become the
envy of society.”
‌“Hmm. Sending such a huge gift to scare off people talking
behind your back sounds common, but it’s also surprising
because it’s so honest and direct…”
‌“If I play with my intentions or lie, I am sure you will notice.”
‌ arquis Paslin gently fluttered her fan.
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‌“I understand the princess’s intentions of thinking of me, but I
don’t want to be greedy to receive such an expensive gift.
Other little girls might feel a burden afterward.”
‌I was deeply touched by her words.
‌I seemed to understand why she should be praised for her fine
character among young girls.
‌“I didn’t even think about the side effects of my actions.
Thank you for sharing your wisdom.”
‌“Hmm.”
‌I gently fiddled with the fan.
‌“You must have had a hard time finding this gift, aren’t you
offended by me?”
‌"not at all. I’m glad you said that honestly.”
‌Of course, there was a series of grueling operations.
‌It was hard to convince the craftsman who was living in
seclusion with an amount of money that was hard to refuse,
but I didn’t talk about it.
‌“But why does Princess Deborah work so hard for me and
treat me so well? Although I am Isidore’s aunt, I have no
intention of interfering in the Duke of Visconti’s personal
affairs. I don’t have the right to do that.”
‌“Because you are the most precious person to Sir Isidore.”
‌“……..”
‌“And also because I would like to be invited to Paslin’s
house.”
CHAPTER 150

The Marquis of Paslin’s eyes widened as she sipped her tea.

As for the gift, I calculated that it wouldn’t be easy to refuse
this offer.
‘Is it difficult because it’s so sudden?’
However, contrary to expectations, only a curious look
appeared in her blue eyes.
“Our Paslin area is always open for dear guests like
princesses. But… there won’t be as many things that attract
the attention of the princess as the capital.”
After all, it was only natural for her to think that way because
my image in the Marquise’s head would be a girl who liked to
follow fashion and entertainment.‌
“I have longed for the sea since I was little.”
I said in a low voice as if I was telling a secret.
“…Princess Deborah?”
A deeper doubt appeared on her face.
“Yes, it’s been a long time since I’ve gone on a beach
vacation with my dad so many times, but I haven’t forgotten
about the blue waves.”
I said while reminiscing about a school trip to Haeundae in
my last life. It was true that the blue sea I saw at that time was
quite impressive, so it wasn’t a lie.
“Well, the sea view villa is popular with the aristocrats.”
“The waves had a rhythm like an orchestra playing, and
seagulls seemed to dance on them.”
The Marquise of Paslin, who was from the south, opened her
fan and then her mouth, and listened to me.
“The continuous crossing of high and low tide is the greatest
attraction of the sea. Watching the waves come and go, time
seems to repeat itself forever.”
The Marquise quoted the last words of my letter, as if reciting
a poem.
〈I have wanted to exchange letters with the Marquis for a
long time, just as the tides cross. ⟩
“Actually, I loved that expression.”‌
In the letter, she used a lot of sea-related metaphors, and I was
glad she liked that part.
“I suspected that Isidore, who loves metaphorical expressions,
might have made a simple statement, but it was my prejudice.
I’m sorry.“
'This person is as honest and direct as Isidore.’
I drank tea with the marquise, which became softer.
I loved Paslin Castle and the house by the sea.
“It’s great to watch the sunrise on the horizon from the top of
the castle.”
“When you look at the horizon of the endless sea, it seems to
stir the imagination of what lies beyond.”
The Marquise of Paslin responded briskly to my words.
“It is the fantasy of all the children who live near the sea. I
once thought there was a big monster at her end.”
“Now that I look at it, there seems to be gold on the horizon.”
The Marquise burst into laughter.
“Hmmm. Don’t tell me that the princess believes in the legend
about Treasure Island…”
I smiled brightly.
“I am interested in trading with the Emirates located beyond
the Bornas Strait. I trust that trading with them will bring me
as much gold as Treasure Island.” (Deborah)
She wiped her laughter away from my words and she had a
surprised look on her face.
“I didn’t know that the princess, who is an undergraduate
student in magic, would be interested in trading with the
Principality of Ferdin.”
She rounded her lips nicely, biting them.
“Most of the people of the empire ignore the people of Ferdin
because they are barbarians…”
“I think there are countless beliefs.”
“I wonder why the princess thinks that the small country
across the sea, the Principality of Verden, is a treasure island
full of gold.”‌
“Can you make some hot water and a cup of tea?”
I opened a sheet of freshly roasted coffee powder, poured it
into a teacup, and dissolved it in hot water.
"It’s coffee. Good for concentration. I drank it at <Armand>.”
Soon the aroma of fragrant coffee beans spread throughout the
room, and the Marquis pretended to know what I had brought.
If she knew <Armand>, the conversation would be quick.
“Yes. Coffee is the main product promoted by Armand. Sales
and demand are increasing day by day. It has an excellent
effect on expelling sleep, so researchers are looking for it
more in the market. Some say it is the drink of wisdom.”
“How did Princess Deborah know that so well?”
“The upper part that <Armand> plays is <Letizia>, and I am
in charge of that part.”
Soon I heard cough, cough.
Even when I was surprised, Isidor’s reaction was the same, so
I almost laughed a little without realizing it.
***
“Isidore!”
Isidore, who was raking papers, stood up because his aunt, the
Visconti house, had attacked without any warning.
“Aunt?”
“Do you mind giving me a little hint about Princess Deborah?
You must have heard that I have become the princess’
consort.”
“Oh, you met Princess Deborah today.”
“I heard you knew the princess was the owner of Armand’s
shop?”
“Apart from me, the only person who would know that the
princess was managing <Armand> would be my aunt.”
‌The Marquise, who was disappointed with her wordless
nephew, softened her momentum a bit at his words.
“Well, it is not easy to reveal to the public that a high-ranking
noble is doing business.”
‌The Marquise of Paslin, her excitement subdued, sat down in
a chair, fluttering her fan.
‌Then she drinks tea and quietly remembers her meeting with
the princess again.
'I’ve lost my mind.’
I have been with many noble girls over the years, but this was
the first time I had seen the indescribably gorgeous little girl.
“At first, I didn’t like it because it seemed like she was trying
to entice me with money and power…”
It was true that she had a serious conversation with her.
“I was prejudiced for no reason by the rumours. I understand a
little bit why you have taken Princess Deborah as your official
partner.”
“It’s attractive, isn’t it?”
The Marquise coughed, looking at Isidore, who boasted.
‌ ontrary to expectations, the princess was not a brash or
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arrogant character. She seemed confident, but not shy, and
was very flexible and soft.
‌
Still, my nephew…
“Hmm. I thought her personality suited you well. You’re like
a cunning snake with unpredictable parts.”
“You must have had an unexpected conversation.”
“She said she loved the sea and asked me to invite her to
Paslin, but she swept me away without my realizing it, so I
said she could do it.”
“Did you invite the princess to Paslin?”
‌“Yes. If you take the ancient gate long distance, it can arrive
in half a day, but it seems too sudden.”
“… My aunt.”
Suddenly Isidore looked at the Marquise with pleading eyes.
The Marquise shuddered as she watched her nephew clasping
his hands tightly.
“Why are you suddenly making such a pleading face?”
“Please invite me too. I will bring you a gift you like.”
‌
The Marquise of Paslin snorted.
You are trying to use the precious Faslin Castle for a romantic
relationship.
'No way.’
Strictly speaking, Princess Deborah was a guest who stopped
by the castle for business purposes, not for personal reasons.
“Yes, when Princess Deborah comes to work, I will call you.”
‌“Actually… I am the partner of Princess Deborah and
Armand.”
‌Isidor spoke.
"‌ Cough!“
‌The Marquise of Paslin broke the glass in her hand this time.
‌“What the hell are you guys doing? Why do you keep telling
me related stuff?!”
‌She ends up screaming.
‌
***
‌I looked at the Marquis Paslin’s invitation.
‌The timetable for the visit to the Paslin District was
unexpectedly fast.
As the Marquis Paslin was about to leave to subdue the
pirates, the schedule had to be brought forward to meet with
the lord in person and talk about distribution and trade.
‌"Wah.”
‌I took a few deep breaths in front of my dad’s desk.
I had to impress Duke Seymour because I had to get away for
a while to visit Paslin, and I had no choice but to reveal that I
was in business.
‌'However, <Armand> is enough not to make him angry, isn’t
it?’
‌Although noble families tend to underestimate trade, I made it
clear to the duke from the outset that I would do business.
‌Of course, my dad didn’t seem to believe it.
‌“Princess. Come in.”
“yes.”
The assistant quickly opened the door, and in the office my
father and Bellerick were working.
‌Bellerick shrugged as I sent a look asking why he was here.
“Is it something I shouldn’t hear? We’re business partners.”
‌"Hmm. He’s also related to my brother’s magic tool business,
so it wouldn’t be a bad idea for him to stay.“
“‌ What are you trying to say with such a firm look?”
‌Upon Duke Seymour’s question, she coughed once.
‌“Dad. Actually…”
‌At that time, Duke Seymour trembled with a pale expression
as if he had realized something.
‌“Are you already married…”
"Dad, breathe, breathe!”
‌Bellerick cried out when he saw Duke Seymour clutching his
chest.‌
“Suddenly, what are you talking about? I came here to report
on the business I’m doing with the money my father has
invested in.”
CHAPTER 151

“Dad. Actually…”
‌At that time, Duke Seymour trembled with a pale expression
as if he had realized something.
‌“Are you already married…”
“Dad, breathe, breathe!”
++I was almost dying of laughter as I translated this
paragraph++
‌Bellerick cried out when he saw Duke Seymour clutching his
chest.‌
“Suddenly, what are you talking about? I came here to report
on the business I’m doing with the money my father has
invested in.”
“Interim business report? Has Deborah ever borrowed money
for work?”
Bellerick asked, and my father, who was in shock, broke his
chest several times when he heard this was a business.
“…What are you saying? I was surprised for no reason.”
“Dad. Remember last winter I asked you to invest because I
thought of a good business item?” (Deborah)
"Okay, I remember. Now it doesn’t matter. Don’t worry.”
“How much did you invest?”
Bellerick asked slyly.
“It’s less than half the money you’d spend on horse tool
tests.”
“I thought you overcharged because of your serious
expression.”
these people.
‘It is good, enough to consider expanding the business.’
I took out my work permit which was signed by the imperial
family from the envelope and shared the contents of my
current work.
“?”
“Yes, I am the boss.”
They both looked at me at the same time and had surprised
eyes.
Suddenly there was a heavy silence inside the office.
“… My God.”
Bellerick was the first to break the silence, shaking his eye as
he went through the many real estate documents and sales
receipts.
“I can’t believe it even when I see it with my own eyes. is so
famous that I know it.”
“In addition to coffee, we quickly expanded our business by
launching seasonal brews. They sold as well a drink made
from ground fruit using the magic artifact my brother Belrick
made.”
“Ah. That’s why is using a magic tool that wasn’t even
announced.”
“This is correct.”
“Well. I’ve known since you designed useful magic items.
You have a natural talent for making money.” ( Bellerick )
'After he insisted it was a torture device, now he smelled
money.’
I glanced at Bellerick, who quickly changed his attitude, with
confused eyes.
Bellerick coughed.
Dad slowly raised his head with a blank face.
Unable to absorb the feelings in my father’s silver eyes, I
swallowed dryly.
“I wonder if he doesn’t like the fact that I didn’t study magic
and went into business.”
“Deborah”.
“Yes, father.”
“You’ve been struggling all this time, trying new things out of
the blue. I have the coolest, sweetest baby in the Empire.”
“…….”
Commerce is not a field highly esteemed by the nobility, but
my father gave me commendations lavishly, and I was
inwardly amazed.
As for the lips that spoke good words, they were stiff.
“Then why have you been so desperate for so long? It is likely
that your lack of mana sensitivity will put a strain on your
performance.”
“No. That’s what I wanted to do. I also wanted to show you
how to get better.”
I thought the duke had misunderstood something, so I secretly
cleaned my mouth, and soon his silver eyes were filled with
emotion.
‌
“I am really proud of you. Do whatever you want in the
future. I will always be by your side and support you.”
My father’s heart touched me, and the tip of my nose
twitched.
But this emotion is temporary, and I quickly send bait.
“Thank you for saying that. I was planning to go on a business
trip to the Paslin estate for about a week after registering my
notice of absence for work…”
“Hmm?”
Duke Seymour’s eyes narrowed.
“In order to expand the store as written in the business plan,
the problem of distributing coffee beans, the main ingredient,
must be solved first.”
“I see….”
Dad seemed to be in a bad mood because of my long absence
schedule.
“Thank you for trusting me and supporting me!”
***
When Princess Deborah, who was named Flower of the Year,
chose the Marquis of Paslin as her consort, most of the nobles
expected the two to make a fuss.
After hearing the rumors that the Marquis had refused the gift,
some people thought that the Princess would be blown away.
However, when the news of Princess Deborah being
unexpectedly invited to Faslin’s estate, the social world
erupted into an uproar.
“Ha, that’s why Mia had to be the flower of the year!”
Meanwhile, the Fourth Empress grabbed her head when her
plans went wrong again.
How Princess Deborah managed to occupy the mind of the
Marquis of Paslin, who was the most remarkable in this
aspect.
Although her position was not particularly prominent, Paslin
had a small and powerful navy and had no political affiliation.
If Marquis Paslin’s wife was recruited to Mia’s side, she was
able to build her son’s back on the military side, which was
the most frustrating part.
Moreover, according to Mrs. Oppel’s investigation, the Duke
of Visconti had a close relationship with the Marquis of
Paslin.
“It was a hoax that could shake up the relationship between
the Crown Prince and the Duke of Visconti!”
This wasn’t the first time she wanted to deal with Princess
Deborah, who always got in the way, but she hesitated
because of the high stakes of touching Seymour.
In addition, a larger variant called 'True Saint’ has intervened,
making it difficult to move now.
By the way, why doesn’t the real Saint appear? I even dragged
the black magicians of the south to the capital and put them on
standby.
Did they check with all the girls who went to the incense
party?
Her head hurts.
The good news is that Mia has been steadily expanding her
presence with Cardinal’s full support lately.
'It wouldn’t be easy to admit and reverse even if the real thing
appeared because of the temple’s face….’
At first, she had no choice but to find a good replacement for
the Marquise of Paslin.
'Who will be better?’
The fourth queen’s gaze, looking at the list, stopped at the
Duchess of Urgo, one of the most prominent figures in the
social world.
Hmm. Yes, it is worth trying to choose a duchess for a family
that contributes to the foundation of the empire.’
It was my first time traveling far outside of the capital, so I
tossed around all night, unable to sleep.
I felt a little sorry that I had done something so late, but the
moment I received Isidore’s letter this morning, the feeling of
anxiety had completely disappeared.
I smiled as I looked at the letter.
Isidor seemed to go south for a while while I was staying at
the Paslin estate.
He was summoned after it was revealed that he was a magic
swordsman.
Walking on the beach with my boyfriend was my dream.
I bit my lip trying to get up, after a while I looked out the
carriage window.
By the way, dad is also worried. I’m just going away for a
week.
There are many young girls living in dormitories between
families who weren’t on the list of Pangea Academy.
Duke Seymour, who had been trying to follow me all the way
to the Paslin estate, finally yielded one step and tied many
excellent attendants and servants.
After some time, the chariot procession stopped in front of the
old gate.
A gigantic long-distance teleportation gate comprising a
higher level of ancient magic technology was installed as a
station in the heart of the empire.
However, there was a drawback that not everyone could use it
because the usage fee was too expensive.
Soon, the carriage nearly drifted into the gate, and a fierce
light spread from all directions.
“Uh, that’s strange.”
I always felt uncomfortable because of my mana, and I even
fainted from nausea and dizziness when the ancient artifact
that Felap was carrying was spewing out mana.
But now I don’t really feel that way.
“The power that blocked my divine power was also
interfering with my mana sensitivity.”
Why was my divine power blocked?
I was overwhelmed with thoughts that didn’t come up with an
answer, and then I fell asleep.
“Again, this dream.”
I am now familiar with sightings of a nasty beast raging in the
desert.
A blond man resembling Isidore, he draws swords and runs
like a warlord.
The man who had confirmed that he had never been hurt in
his life was really powerful. Even upper-tier monsters split
into two in an instant in front of him.
-Treat me.
-You’re not hurt.
The man was unharmed, and often requested divine powers
from Naila.
When the white light hits, it’s cold.
Having been suffering from misophobia, he briefly
commented.
I give you water. There is nothing free in this world.
-… I see.
‌
Do you know what it means to tell someone like you to spread
divine power?
-what?
-Hugo.
The man never left the water bottle for Naila, and as if to
show off, he poured water on his palm and licked it.
He was a strange man with suspicion in this area.
-That’s enough for today.
The man took off his gloves, and Naila in my dream was
staring out at the endless desert, with an unquenchable thirst.
-.Should there be water somewhere? I think I’ve heard there is
such a thing as an oasis.
There are places where water is everywhere.
-What about the sea?
-.I guess you’ve never been there before.
Yes, but I would definitely like to visit the sea someday.
In this dream, I dreamed of the sea in despair.
So, as soon as I opened my eyes, I could see the beautiful
scenery unfolding in my eyes and be even more moved.
“Deborah!”
As I got off the carriage, standing with the sea in the
background, Isidore smiled broadly and waved at me.
I quickly ran towards him, Isidore’s eyes widening at my
impulsive actions.
“Wait, I’ll pick you up.”
He quickly flew to me, grabbed me in his arms, turned me
around and put me on the ground.
“It was hard to come by.”
“yes.”
Finally, the first day in the south began.
CHAPTER 152

Paslin Castle. It was overlooking the beach where the ships

lined up.
After some time the carriage I was in passed the drawbridge
and entered the gates, and the Pasilin couple and their
daughter came out to meet me.
Marquis Paslin gave me a gentle smile.
“Nice to meet you, Princess Deborah Seymour. I hear you
develop formulas used by battle magicians. It’s just amazing
that you did this at such a young age.”‌
“I am flattered.”
“Stay comfortable. As if you were in your own home.”
“Thank you for inviting me.”
As a token of my gratitude for being indebted to Marquis
Paslin, I gave him a box of high-quality mana stones as a gift.
Seeing that a high-quality mana stone is a useful resource
everywhere, Paslin was elated.
“By the way, I heard that my nephew is a legendary magic
swordsman? I can’t believe you are hiding this fact.”
He seemed to feel deeply betrayed that Isidore had been
hiding his skills from Paslin.
“Let’s have a long conversation.”
Isidore was dragged by the grim-faced Marquis, the Marquis’s
wife, who, clicking her tongue, led me into the castle.
“Follow me this way. I will lead you to the annex where the
guests are staying.”
Oh? Their clothes are unique.’
While following her, I was inadvertently drawn to a man and
woman walking in the park dressed in unique outfits that I had
never seen before.
The man looked like an imperial gentleman, and the woman
had a strange appearance as if she was a foreigner.
When I looked at them, the Marquise whispered.
“Paslin is home to a large port where ships dock, so guests
from different regions stay all year round. This couple is
merchants between Ferdinand and the Empire.”
She continued.
“And all the guests here will come to dinner at Paslin on
Friday night.”
‘You invited me at this time on purpose.’
“Perhaps this position will be useful to the princess in
obtaining information about the Principality of Verdin and the
relevant authorities.”
“Thank you so much for taking care of me in so many ways.”
I said it with all my heart.
“I also thank the princess for coming here. I wanted to show
Aravel, who is about to enter the academy, how actively the
princess is working.”
When our eyes met, the baby girl who was next to her mother
swallowed dry saliva as if she was nervous, and smiled.
“Thanks for the invitation. Aravel.”
“Yes! Please be at ease, Princess Seymour.”
She greeted me with red cheeks, and the Marquise smiled
openly.
“You must be tired from riding through the carriage gate, rest
today.”
The room the Marquise gave me was comfortable, and, above
all, I was impressed by the wide sea and the rows of ships that
could be seen through the window.
As my head was sticking out of the window I was greeted by
the cool sea breeze, I found Isidore freed from the Marquis
Beast, and quickly came down the stairs. Because I
remembered what he had said before.
“There is a famous beach with pure white sand here, and if
you have time, let’s go together.”
Since I came to a beautiful Bahria Town, I was thinking about
work and sightseeing.
In my past life, I was affected by my grades and part-time
work, so I never went on a proper trip when I was in college.
Even a light trip to Jeju Island was a far story for me. That’s
why I was a little excited as if I was on a trip.
“That white sandy beach. How about we go there now?”
“I have some energy left, but isn’t the princess tired?”
“No”
I didn’t feel tired at all, whether it was because I fell asleep
soundly while riding the chariot, or because of my divine
strength.
“Sunsets are the most beautiful thing at the end of the day.”
Isidore gently grabbed my hand as he spoke affectionately,
and I held on tightly to his large, warm hand.
“It’s a bit far. Shall we walk or ride in a carriage?”
“I want to walk if possible. There are many things to see.”
After leaving the castle and walking towards the beach, a
relatively large trading area was formed and a long row of
stalls stood out.
We both stopped at the stalls to get some snacks and take a
look at their boxes.
As I walked along the curved coastline for a while, the coarse
grains of sand gradually became white as snow, and I was
drawn into the mysterious and beautiful landscape.
When I took off my shoe to dip my feet in the sea, Isidore
immediately picked it up.
I advanced slowly, feeling the grains of white sand on my
bare feet.
“Would you like a hug?”
Before I could answer, he smiled cheerfully and raised me
like a princess.
He started running quickly towards the sea and I tapped his
shoulder.
“I’ll be really angry if you throw me!”
“I really want to see you angry.”
“Do not do it !!”
He acted as if he was throwing me into the sea immediately,
but unexpectedly, he gently lowered me in front of the water.
It was strange to feel handfuls of fine sand being pushed
between my toes by the oncoming waves.
While walking on shallow surf leaving footprints, I slipped on
the sand to watch the sunset.
Then I looked at the sky where the clouds passed by like a
flock of sheep that changed color from time to time.
Perhaps the sky I see now is something I will remember for a
long time.
“Lovely.”
“………”
“It seems that someone is constantly painting the sky with a
brush.”
As I watched the sunset dye the sand white, I spoke several
times in an excited voice.
Then, I swallowed dry saliva as he approached me.
“When we saw fireworks before, I thought the princess I saw
at that time was more beautiful.”
He gently felt my lower lip with his thumb.
His face close to mine was so beautiful that it took my breath
away.
I slowly closed my eyes and he quickly pulled my chin and bit
my lip.
at that time.
Swash-
While I was frantically absorbed in the pleasant sensation it
gave me, a huge wave of waves fell upon us, and Isidore and I
fell into the water.
'Ah salty!’
While I was rubbing my burning eyes, Isidore suddenly turned
his head and the tips of his ears turned red.
The skirt, wet from the waves, clung to my body.
I dressed as lightly as possible, not even a jacket because it
was hotter here than in the capital.
Isidore also did not have a mantle to cover my body.
“…Let’s go back to the castle now.”
I muttered as I shook my wet body, and he quickly deterred
me.
“Dry yourself over there. I’ll get you some clothes.”
He pointed to the villa in front of him.
“Can I go to a place like that?”
“I took that villa from the Marquis last year.”
It’s a nice place, but no one was there.
I put on my shoes and walked towards the villa.
The villa was in good condition, but there was no feeling of
living in and the air inside was cold.
As the sun set, I began to shiver quickly, so I shivered and
pressed my wet clothes.
After a while Isidore appeared, breathing heavily, in a cloak
that seemed to have been hastily bought from a nearby stall.
“Is it very cold?”
he asks anxiously as I shudder.
“so cold”.
“It’s also very windy outside.”
He brought a chair and lit the fireplace in the living room of
the villa with flame magic.
“So let’s dry it out a bit first.”
I quickly went to the front of the fireplace and sat down.
'It’s warm.’
While drying clothes, this situation was very silly and funny,
so I laughed out loud.
Isidore also let out a cough that seemed to suppress his
laughter.
“What is this all of a sudden? I look like a wet mouse.” (Wet
mouse: a figurative term referring to the human appearance
due to immersion in water).
“Hmm.”
Who knew the waves would come so suddenly and violently.
“”
“Why don’t you wear this? I barely bought it after going to
the stalls so many times.”
He continued to recommend a red robe worn by a little girl.
“It’s even worse when I put it on over wet clothes.”
“This is not a problem….”
At the end of his words, he took off the white shirt that was
clinging to his strong, muscular body.
Isidore, who was skillful and calm in all that he did, was
clumsy in this aspect. He was agitated at the same time when
he saw me, and I realized the clothes stuck to me.
‌
“……”
The silence stretched out forcefully like the pull of an elastic
band.
Unexpectedly, my heart began to beat nervously, and my ears
went deaf.
The warm fire in the fireplace started to make me feel hot, and
I felt a tingling sensation in my throat.
“… Anyway, we’re dating.”
I licked my lips and mumbled a very small one, and he turned
his gaze towards me.
His emerald eyes fluttered violently and were filled with a
reflection of flames.
I was speaking slowly.
“It doesn’t matter…”
“Hmm, it doesn’t matter.”
He ruffled his wet hair.
Drops of water falling from his blonde hair fell on the rug.
“If you knew what I was thinking, you wouldn’t have said
that.”
“Sometimes the duke underestimates me.”
When I looked at his quivering eyelashes, I teased him as if I
was possessed.
After all, as an undergraduate student in magic I was an adult
in my previous life.
His eyes narrowed. He was smiling strangely.
“…Would you like to stay here a little longer? I will heat the
water.”
Upon his question, I held my breath and then slowly nodded.
CHAPTER 153

'But I… I’m starting to sleep soundly?’

I didn’t go all the way because I gave all my attention to the
fact that I hadn’t made my first yet and I was so swept away
by the soft heat he gave me that I had no choice but to melt
helplessly.
Translator: She slept in the most important part. Damn “”
Although there is an impulsive and irresistible side to it, I
recognize the fact that Isidore is older than me.
'It’s like a painting anyway.’
Did Psyche, who discovered Eros, feel this way? (1).
(A kind of Greek superstition about love If you want to know
more click here Psyché )
Long golden eyelashes, a high nose, a slender face, and clean
skin without any blemishes…
As I watched Isidor sleep like an angel, he suddenly turned
around and was stunned.
“are you awake?”
Isidor asks with a sleepy face.
He rubbed the corners of his eyes that were begging for sleep.
“Sleep more.”
“I got up because the princess was dazzling. I usually can’t
get up early in the morning.”
He raised his body as he mumbled in a subdued voice, kissed
the tip of my chin, and smiled relentlessly.
“Why are you so beautiful?”
He asked me a playful question, hugged me tightly and got
out of bed.
'…He’s in good health.’ Well, he’s young.’
I rubbed the back of my hot neck in embarrassment, thinking
like an old man.
When I was about to leave, Isidor stood up while holding a
comb.
“I will comb it for you.”
My hair was curly, so it was very tangled, and it was hard to
comb it because it was so long.
“You’re good. What can’t you do?”
I unknowingly muttered his gentle touch, and I felt Isidore
laughing and rocking behind my back.
Immediately he pours the cream on his hands and puts it on
my head. The smell of the back of my neck and hair was
yesterday.
His hand that was gently touching the tip of my hair fell, and
something warm and soft touched the back of my neck.
After hearing the sound of sucking on my skin, I quickly
realized that it was his lips.
“This is the cost of labor.”
“meany, is there anything free in your dictionary?”
“Do you want to see what I really mean?”
“It tickles!”
“You are particularly weak here.”
He laughed as he kissed the back of my neck.
I shrugged and pushed him away with a flash of thought.
“The Marquis’ wife asked me to have tea together today.”
“My aunt mainly enjoys tea in the afternoon, so you can play
more in the villa.”
“However, she might find me early…”
“…. the Visconti estate should have been linked to two
individuals. I cannot take over my uncle’s estate.”
Leaving Isidore behind, who was making a silly sound, I got
up and opened my mouth with a sudden thought.
“Come to think of it, you can dry wet clothes with wind
magic, right?”
As if he was late, he opened his eyes slightly.
“I can, but maybe… the wind energy will get out of my
control.”
“Wind Magic Chain is weak.”
“It’s a big problem because I’m not aware of it.”
I slowly crossed the white beach at dawn and had a wonderful
conversation with him.
The second day at Paslin’s ownership went smoothly without
any major incidents. This was because Marquis Paslin was
busy with his military training schedule.
In the afternoon, the three of us had dessert with the Marquis’
wife. and Aravel, and in the evening we looked around the
area again to check the weather.
Today is Friday and it was the dinner party for the castle’s
guests, which the Marquis’s wife had mentioned.
'What is he talking about?’
After being formally dressed for a dinner party, I went down
to the first floor of the Annex and found Isidore, having a
friendly conversation with a couple of merchants, whom I had
seen on the first day.
After a while he finished speaking and came to me.
“What did you talk about with these people?”
“I sneakily asked him what the purpose of his stay here was. I
also got information about coffee.”
Isidor was naturally gathering information from the people
around him like a detective.
Unlike me, other people easily broke boundaries with his
smile and wishful speech, and seemed to like him.
“I heard that he seems to have made quite a bit of money by
cultivating spices. I’m looking for a new investment to raise
money. But…”
“But?”
“The Principality of Verdin is confused by the recent civil
war, but it is also a pity that hunting and trade have
diminished here because of the rifts.”
“Are faults frequent in the south?”
Compared to other areas, this is relatively rare, but it did
occur on the sea and caused a lot of damage in the nearby
Count Bosz area. Unlike on land, if an accident occurs at sea,
everyone will die.”
“Well, if a monster attacks the ship, there is no
countermeasure.”
“But the fishermen or the merchants can’t give up their jobs,
so it only increases their anxiety.”
“……”
“Paslin, they want to sell the leftover copper in this
neighborhood to this young couple, but it may not be easy to
trade.”
“…….”
Damn it, rifts were happening all over Estia, constantly
making people fearful.
The main character usually appears at a time of crisis.
In the novel, Mia was the main character.’
What happened to me, that wanted to spend a lot of money
and play and eat in peace.
Oh? Moment….’
Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind.
'…will this work?’
“I like it more when a princess has eyes like that.”
Isidor said suddenly.
“What kind of eyes?
"I can’t explain in detail… It shines like a sapphire.”
‌
Impressed by his words, I entered the dining room while
fiddling with the lucky coin he handed me.
Inside, the atmosphere was somewhat empty.
Round tables were set here and there, people were standing
and greeting each other with champagne.
When Isidor and I walked in together, the eyes of the people
in the dining room turned toward us.
“Come this way.”
The Marquis’s wife led Isidore and me to the upper seat.
At the same time, the pair of merchants I was targeting were
sitting nearby, so we called each other.
“I am Kif Blancan. It is such an honor to meet the Princess of
Great Seymour. I have been in the trade between Verden and
the Empire.”
“Please take it easy. I’m here to work too.”
As I spoke with a business smile, Keef shook my hand with a
surprised look.
Keef’s wife, Barima, spoke to her husband because she could
not speak the current language well.
Shortly after that, the Marquis Paslin appeared with a large
wine barrel, and the atmosphere became even more
voluptuous.
Dinner with fresh seafood was delicious.
“it is delicious.”
I was very pleased to dine with the Paslin which he ate
without even leaving out the crunchy seafood.
“Princess Deborah is really different from the rumors. She is
determined and brave. Anyway, I heard you have a request for
me.”
“Before that, I would like to make another offer.”
“What is this?”
“I’ve heard that sailors are concerned about rifts these days,
and that the commercial industry is shrinking.”
“It’s a pity, but the princess is right. Pirates are more
popular.”
Marquis Paslin nodded as he stroked his beard with a face that
deepened with a little embarrassment.
“The more public concern, the more money companies
make.”
I threw the bait so loudly that even the merchants next to me
could hear it.
CHAPTER 154

“Princess Deborah, the more the public worries, the more

money we get. What does that mean? People are more
worried about the future, and they’re trying to save. It means
they’re not spending money well.”
Paslin said with a slightly silly face.
“Marquis. The more chaotic the situation, the more we need to
change our way of thinking.”
“Change the way of thinking?”
“As a hint, the business you are envisioning does not require
any special resources.”
Kevin Blancan, who is looking for a new investment
destination, seemed curious about what I had to say.
Because he stopped talking to his wife and stared at me.
“It’s a very compelling story. I’ll hear what the princess
thinks.”
“Can you accept my request instead?”
Marquis Paslin rubbed his beard roughly.
“You make me curious and put conditions on me. It’s no
ordinary bet. Well, what does the princess want from me?”
he asked in an impatient voice.
“If you are making money with the business model I propose,
please write a contract giving me 30% of the net income as
the creator of the idea.”
“Haha! You are really confident. Counselor!”
“Yes, Marquis.”
“I’m thinking of writing a contract, so get a pen and paper.”
Paslin was a bit skeptical, but on the other hand, I was happy
and full of ambition.
After all, people who love the sea have a different way of
thinking.
“You still think of it as a kid’s prank..”
He thought that, he stayed in a small capital, so he probably
didn’t know much about Armand’s size, and from my point of
view, it was only natural that he didn’t take it seriously.
After some time, the contract was concluded.
“Okay! Now that we’ve signed the contract, may I hear what
the princess says about the way to change mindset?”
“It’s easy. The risk. It’s about seizing and managing the risk.
When anxiety is magnified through cracks like it is now, we
can sign most contracts.”
What I suggested to him, in short, was marine insurance.
For example, as happened fire insurance in the United
Kingdom after the Great Fire of London.
Rifts destroying what they have without knowing why, even
threatening their lives, was a good factor in launching the
insurance business.
Because everyone wants to prepare for the worst.
“I heard that there was a marine accident caused by a monster
emerging from a crevasse in the nearby county of Count Boss,
and many people died.”
“You’ve done a lot of research. Princess.”
“When the master of the family passes away, the rest of the
family faces a miserable condition of hardship in life. If you
are not so lucky, your children may be sold into slavery.”
“This is correct …”
“To prepare for such a worst-case scenario, seafarers pay you
a small monthly fee. Among the subscribers are those who
pay huge sums of compensation to their families facing
tragedy.”
“Why does this make me money?”
Paslin had a puzzled look on his face, as if he had no idea
about the small insurance, while Kev was thinking with a
serious face.
“Let me give you a simple example. The Marquis knows that
every year he receives reports of both the number of ships
departing and the number of accidents at sea.”
“True.”
“Assuming an annual accident rate of 1%, if the Marquis sets
the compensation you pay to one person to be less than 100
gold when the annual cost per 100 subscribers is one gold,
you are likely to make a profit even if you pay the
compensation.”
“It is amazing!”
Keef, who was sitting next to me, exploded in excitement and
suddenly intervened.
“Really, I’ve never been as surprised this year as I am today.
To turn worry into gold, that’s a real change of mind!”
Kaif complimented me with a surprised expression on his
face.
‘It was good.’
I encouraged him to like me.
Meanwhile, Isidore laughed out loud, as he did at Palencia.
“Haha! You’re betting on the side that has no accident. It
seems to be similar to the principle of running a casino (1)…
After all, the princess is a genius. I can use this too.”
Statistics and data are important in the insurance business.
A lord who has a list and information on sailors entering and
leaving the port, who receives various reports such as the
number of accidents at sea and rifts, has been able to design
an insurance product to benefit from.
This means that Isidor, who owns coastal property, can also
make money on marine insurance.
“…But Princess Deborah. Accidents happen more often than
expected, so if I have to pay a large amount of compensation
several times, wouldn’t that be a huge loss for me?”
These two intelligent people already seemed to understand
everything.
“Marquis, even if there is a loss in the total compensation, if
you receive gold coins from thousands of sailors every month
for risk management, the liquidity of your money increases.
This place turns into a small bank.”
Then, he suddenly got up from his seat.
“That’s right. Banks increase the money deposited by others!
Like a bank, I can play with other people’s money!”
I finally got a little excited after Paslin smelled the money.
He even held my hand and moved my hand up and down.
“Recently, the economy has contracted, so there is a shortage
of gold coins. The Princess is a lucky witch.”
“Well, it shouldn’t be too comfortable.”
Isidore gently removed the Marquis’ hand.
“Princess Deborah. That business model sells it to me, too.”
“Wait! My nephew. I’m the first to sign a contract with
Princess Deborah.”
When Isidore intervened, Marquis Paslin trembled.
“Uncle. Isn’t this a contract for sailors who come in and out of
each other’s territory anyway? It doesn’t matter because we
don’t interfere with each other’s territory.”
“Come to think of it, Isidore, you don’t give the princess any
share of the money!”
After late, it seemed to me that I realized that he gave me a
large share of the money.
'Up to 30 percent.’
“In any case, Princess Deborah and I are in partnership, and if
we were in the insurance business, we’d put Leticia, which we
run together, at the top.”
'Is this correct?’
It was an idea that came to me in the blink of an eye so I
didn’t have time to think about something specific like that.
Isidor is mine, so I don’t care if you give him ideas for free.
was then.
“Marquis Paslin. Princess Deborah. Dare I say it. I’d like to
invest in this insurance business too.”
You finally asked.
I smiled as I looked at Keif, the merchant.
Recently, Kaif was unable to find a suitable investment
destination due to the spread of risks.
For him, this crisis management project was too tempting.
“How, come on, even you?”
“I will look for a client in Verdun who can sell your copper at
a high price, provided you allow me to invest.”
“Truly?”
“Yes. In Verdun, copper is used for minting coins. If you are
in contact with the royal family, you can sell enough. By the
way, my wife is of the Peerage of Verdun, so I know a lot of
royal officials.”
Hearing Qief’s words, Marquis Faslin’s face popped more and
more.
“The sale of copper, which used to be difficult to deal with, is
now under way.”
“Marquis Paslin, Master Cave. How about doing this by any
chance?”
I spoke to them in a secret voice.
“What are you going to say this time, it makes my heart
thump and swell.”
As soon as he sold the copper, Marquis Paslin’s eyes changed
as he looked at me like I was an angel.
Facing the Marquis, who is willing to listen to anything, I
picked up the contract I had shared with him.
“I will hand over half of my 30 percent share written in this
contract to Kaif.”
“Are you sure about this princess?!”
Marquis Paslin’s eyes widened in surprise.
My proposal was attractive because, after giving Kaif a share
in the insurance business in exchange for the copper trade, the
remaining share of Macy’s would be further reduced.
“If the Marquis meets and adapts my requirements one by
one, I will review this contract without any regrets.”
“Come on, tell me what you want.”
“I will prepare a new contract first.”
I looked at both of them and smiled.
………………………………………….
“The princess will be the one with the biggest profit in the
south today.”
Isidor spoke with a smile on his face.
“Thank you for the information you gave me.”
“For my part, I only gave you bad raw food. It was the
Princess who made it such a delicious dish.”
“Your compliment is always generous.”
I, Marquis, Kaif. In this way, the three of us got what we
wanted, and the dinner party ended very harmoniously.
And then, I was walking along the beach with Isidore, talking
about this and that.
“It’s been a journey that I’ve gained a lot from.”
I thought again that it was good to come down south.
What I received from the Marquis of Paslin in exchange for
handing over my share in the business which had not yet
started was a monopoly on the coffee beans that would later
enter Paslin territory.
“I came here primarily because I wanted to have a steady
supply of coffee beans.”
For reference, Paslin was importing exotic spices and silks
from the Principality of Verdin.
Distributing these rare items to the merchants of the Astia
Empire could bring a huge profit, but even in Verdin there
were two rare items as well, so it wasn’t huge, so there was
enough space to load coffee beans into the remaining space of
the ship.
It wasn’t a bad suggestion, as the Marquis Paslin could have
received intermediary fees for things that weren’t essential to
his area.
So far, I have achieved my first goal, but there was an even
greater harvest.
a
I’ve opened a deal with two merchants who have many
connections in Verdin!
Thanks to Keif, I could not only trade with the farmer who
produces the best coffee beans in Verden, but also hired
coffee experts.
'I finally found it’
A waiter!
“How, are there any coffee experts in Verdin?”
I asked expectantly.
“My wife said, there are quite a few maids who serve the
nobles who bring good coffee beans.”
And I won the jackpot.
In the Principality of Verden, coffee is drunk in abundance.
“Princess. I’ll try to find a coffee expert who wants to stay in
the empire. There are quite a few people who admire the
empire in the Ferden Principality, so it’s probably easy to find
them.”
I was thinking of buying the baristas who make delicious
coffee and teach the staff at Armand.
“If I try, I can somehow do it.”
It was a strange feeling as I got closer and closer.
In fact, it was possible because there was a comforting person
named Master.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Makes me want to kiss
you.“
He gently placed his lips around my eyes.
"I’m sad I have to go home soon.”
I tapped on the sand with my toes.
“The sea off the Visconti lands is much larger and more
beautiful than here.”
He laughed showing off like a child.
“When you are on vacation, invite me to the Visconti castle.”
Ah… no, I am not sure if the conservative Duke Seymour
would allow it, but I should not deceive him, that I am going
to Paslin on business…
'I must be wrong in feeling that he is using Paslin Castle for a
reason.’
“… I want.”
“what?”
“Nothing. Isn’t it cold?”
“It’s a little cold.”
I entered into his warm arms.
“I’m in trouble because you’re getting pretty and cute.”
Isidor sighed and hugged me, and I spent some time like that.
CHAPTER 155

Although it was the day after the dinner party, the Marquis
Paslin had prepared a party for Princess Deborah.
Because he was satisfied with the bargain he made with the
princess yesterday.
In addition, Blancan who was a merchant who had invited the
Marquis several times to work with him.
He didn’t think that Kaif, who watched with a passive
attitude, would show his will like that.
Not only did Kaif ensure that customers were brought in to
dispose of the copper, but he also agreed to stay at Paslin to
assist the Marquis with the insurance business.
“Princess Deborah is the pumpkin that rolled on the vines…
You’re so lucky. You became her escort and invited the
princess to the castle.”
[Mai: The phrase “pumpkin that rolled on the vines” was used
to say that you got something good unexpectedly or met good
luck.]
After praising, he gave a small chuckle and kissed the back of
his wife’s hand several times.
“It’s not something I did, Princess Deborah actively asked me
to invite her to the castle.”
The Marquis’ wife spoke while arranging her husband’s
clothes.
“I didn’t like Princess Deborah because she had a bad
reputation. At the time, I didn’t think there would be smoke
coming out of the chimney. But now I’m so greedy that I want
to be her chaperone.”
[Mi: “Will smoke come out of the chimney” is an expression
meaning that there is no effect without a cause or there is no
rumor without some cause.]
The image of the Princess calmly negotiating with her
husband made a strong impression on the mind of the
Marquis’s wife.
It was also impressive that while turning the situation into an
advantage, she also did not go beyond her limits and achieved
a result that everyone was satisfied with.
“I learned a few things.”
It is not easy to convince my husband because he is an
ignorant man, but she made his prejudiced mind melt.
She was a wonderful girl in many ways.
It was a pity that she was undervalued in the social world
because of her cold impression, rhetoric, and rumors from
unknown sources.
‘How can I explain that to the other noble ladies?’
I want to brag to the whole city that I’m a genius’s escort.
‌
“By the way, no matter how long she’s been here, the day she
comes back is already tomorrow morning. Time goes by so
fast.”
The Marquis said as if it was a pity.
“I know.”
“Today, I have to open a barrel of champagne, which I loved.”
The Marquis came down to the party hall with a small
precious drink and a smile on her face.
The Marquise poured champagne for Isidore, who was
standing on the balcony.
“Nephew, be sure to take it. Do you know what I’m talking
about?”
“I am afraid that young men will flock to her.”
At the muttering of her nephew, who sounded desperate in
some way, the Marquise of Paslin was dumbfounded.
Since the past, there have been an infinite number of people
around Isidore, and he, who had the advantage in those
relations, was never in a position to cry.
When he was young, Isidore looked at the people around him
with an expression like looking at an insect.
My father, the former duke, used to say that Isidore was the
most like Visconti.
When he saw Isidore who was indifferent and cold-hearted.
I never imagined that my nephew, who seems not particularly
interested in emotional connection, even if he interacts with
others according to his needs, burns his heart out over one
girl.
For some reason, the Marquise was pleased with this change.
“If you like her so much, try to hold her tight. Objectively
speaking, you are really handsome.”
On the advice of his cheerful aunt, Isidor smiled softly and
poured champagne into his mouth.
After a while, when the princess, the principal figure of the
party, appeared in the banquet hall, Isidor looked insistently at
the princess as he always did.
Seeing that he could not take his eyes off her even for a
moment, the Marquise clicked her tongue.
“Princess is beautiful, but why don’t you maintain your
dignity since you are a duke now. By the way, the Visconti
dynasty is famous for its high energy and arrogance from
generation to generation….”
“…As my aunt said, she looks prettier today.”
Isidor, who had only chosen the thing he liked to hear, went
straight to the princess who was dressed in an icy atmosphere.
As soon as the princess, who was standing frankly, made eye
contact with Isidore, she rolled her eyes and lifted the corners
of her mouth slightly.
'How do I get so thirsty every time?’
In an instant, Isidore thought of biting the red lips of the
princess, who had a faint smile on her face. At the same time,
the dizzy sensation he felt when his lips touched hers
threatened hers.
The feeling of suffocation that emerged when the soft texture
of the flesh and the body temperature were completely
intertwined.
“Why do you look like that?”
“It’s amazing how much better it can be.”
“…sometimes you are too straightforward.”
“I’ve put up with it a lot.”
“What the hell did you put up with?”
Yesterday, Isidore was not ready for anything, but for a
moment he offered her to live together.
When the princess asked to be invited to the Visconti castle,
he thought of standing with her on the castle’s watchtower
overlooking the sea.
It was fortunate that the princess could not hear that. He didn’t
want to talk about it lightly.
“Anyway, I have endured a lot.”
“I know you put up with a lot that day, but at least you say
what you need to say.”
“I just wanted to bite your lips, but you didn’t say anything.”
“Oh!”
Meanwhile, the Marquise, watching them flirt, narrowed his
eyes.
“Seeing my nephew wag his tail like a puppy burns my
stomach.”
'You look so articulate.’ Uh. disgusting.’
No, he’s a guy with no dating experience, so it might be best
to be honest.
The Marquise let out a sigh as she thought hard.
The Marquis Paslin’s party was being held late at night, and I
was introduced to the merchant Kaif and his wife.
Kaif, who was the cautious type, spoke quickly and became
more talkative when he was drunk.
“Thanks to Princess Deborah, I was able to invest in a good
business! It’s like I’m swimming on land. It’s a good thing. I
can make a lot of money from this.”
[: “Swimming on the ground” means something very easy.]
“Profit is important, but it’s even more important to show that
you pay well in the event of an accident. As people become
more aware of insurance, you can change the insurance and
resell it again.”
Kaif liked my words several times.
“Princess is a great businessman. I will do my best to help you
both physically and mentally. I want to continue a good
relationship in the future.”
“naturally.”
“At the request of the princess, if I find a coffee expert in
Verden who would like to stay in the empire, I will send a
letter to Seymour as soon as possible.”
“I will be willing to welcome you and wait for you.”
I bumped my cup into his once, as a sign that I could live with
it.
“By the way, the princess is a heavy drinker, isn’t she? The
cognac the Marquis brought today, its alcohol level is not
normal.”
“In a way, I didn’t drink much, but I’ve been feeling heavy
since then.”
I was drunk, but it didn’t seem to show on the outside, so I
pretended to be strong and poured half of the alcohol.
“Princess Seymour, that’s a lot.”
“Okay. That’s no big deal.”
“You really are a businessman.”
I thought it would be nice to drink an extra cup, but it looks
like I’m already over my limit.
Slowly, I was not concentrating very well on the conversation,
but Isidore, who was conversing with the Marquis Paslin,
came up to me and took the glass that was in my hand.
“We’ll get some fresh air.”
After I managed to feign determination, I grabbed his arm and
walked towards the balcony.
“This wine is no joke.”
Even with the cool sea breeze, it didn’t cool down, and my
body temperature rose worse.
Isidore laughed a little as my stomach growled, my head
heavy as a stone, and I rested my head on his broad shoulders.
“You look sleepy, I’ll take you to your room.”
Suddenly my body flew into the air, and my arms scrambled
slightly.
“Do you have the ability to fly now?”
“You’ll soon be able to transition to bed.”
As he said, my body was laid on top of the soft bed.
“sleep well.”
The warm body heat was gone, and I felt sorry for it, so I
stretched out my arms and hugged Isidore’s waist.
With a brief sigh, he gently lifted my hair. My stomach
seemed to calm down a bit as he patted my shoulder.
“Don’t go, hug me.”
“Yes, I will stay here until you fall asleep.”
“you are mine.”
“I know.”
“Thank you. Isidor. But don’t go on talking.”
“I’m sorry, I’ll be quiet.”
Even the words that came out of my mouth without hesitation,
Isidor responded to them affectionately.
I groan because I was dizzy.
At one point I fell asleep in his arms.
‌***
“I already got drunk twice in front of Isidore on alcohol.”
I guess I don’t have the ability to learn.
While reprimanding myself, Isidor made breakfast himself to
wake me up. This is because the transfer gate is booked early
in the morning.
“I thought your stomach would feel uncomfortable, so I
brought some fruit juice. And….it would be better to just
drink the alcohol in front of me.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah, you’re so sweet. It’s so bad for my heart.”
“……”
After a light breakfast with Isidor, who had rendered me
speechless, I prepared to head out to catch the carriage gate.
The Marquis and Aravel personally came out to the front of
the castle early in the morning to see me off.
“Paslin Castle is always open to the Princess. Feel free to
think of me as an uncle and come and visit me at any time.”
“I wish you all the best. Marquis.”
“Oh. Yes. Be careful when you get home.”
When I finished speaking to the Marquis, Aravel sheepishly
offered something.
It was a bracelet made of woven motifs in the form of shells.
At the same time, I was also wearing a bracelet, so I
exchanged gifts with Aravel.
“Come again.”
“You too, come to Seymour. I’ll give you a sweet treat.”
“Yes, princess.”
She looked shy while holding the platinum bracelet I gave her
for a while.
I climbed into the wagon, leaving behind the precious new
relationship I had created. As I stared at the increasingly
distant sea, I felt even more disappointed.
My short trip is over and my busy schedule in the capital
begins again.
CHAPTER 156

The first appearance at the gathering was the first formal stage
for the young aristocrats who had become adults, and it was
also the event that opened the door for the Festival of
Thanksgiving.
During the thanksgiving season, a large-scale dancing and
hunting competition was held in the imperial family, and
people from all regions of the empire, starting with the local
lords, attended it.
The young men who had recently appeared in the assembled
world were introduced to them one by one, and the bonds they
had built in that time continued to influence them in the
future.
There was no better stage than this for young men who
wanted to successfully assimilate into aristocratic society, but
for me, there were so many family names to memorize that I
felt my head was about to explode.
“Ugh…”
not only this.
What kind of foundling invented this?
I shuddered as I looked at the etiquette book, in which it was
written in detail the angle of bending and the motion of lifting
the skirt.
“Noble families are not always good either.”
While memorizing the complex imperial family tree, I jumped
up when I heard that the dance teacher had arrived.
My father, who was getting ready, called Mrs. Joy. She was a
master of social etiquette, and a popular teacher at parties.
The nobles have learned to dance, but when they show up,
many eyes will see them so that’s a problem.
‘There are many nobles looking for a wife for their children.’
Before their appearance, the little ones improved their dancing
skills by checking if there were any bad habits in their
movements.
“Dancing is still fun compared to memorizing four or five
names.”
With a remarkable knack for using my body, I mimicked the
teacher’s movements like a photocopier.
“What a perfect move! Princess.”
While the dance teacher spit out compliments and clapped her
hands.
“You are one of the best people I have ever taught… Ah!”
While learning to dance in the rehearsal room, Duke Seymour
suddenly appears.
“Never mind me and let the lesson continue.”
Standing on one side of the wall and crossing his arms, the
female teacher continued to sweat.
“I’m not saying that because she’s my daughter, but she’s
really good at dancing.”
“The princess dances with grace and delicacy like a swan. If
she does the actual practices to prepare for the performance, I
can assure you she will get the most attention on the
ballroom.”
“Actual practice?”
“Since it’s all about social dancing, having a partner to
practice with will help her improve her skills.”
“It’s good enough now, what else do you need to practice?”
“No, of course. Duke.”
“…that’s right, I can’t even learn to dance again.”
The Duke, who was standing there with a dissatisfied face,
muttering something, approached me as soon as the lesson
was over.
“Let’s go for a walk to get some fresh air.”
“yes.”
I went out with him to the garden outside the annex.
“Deborah, did you get what you wanted from the Marquis of
Paslin?”
“Yes, father.”
“The Marquise of Paslin is a noblewoman who lacks nothing
and is ideal to become your chaperone. She is also … a cousin
of the Duke of Visconti.”
“Well, that’s right.”
“I can’t believe the time you were invited to Paslin Castle
overlapped with him. What…”
My conscience pricked, but I tried to speak calmly.
“Because Master Paslin was about to leave, there were many
guests in the castle besides me and Master Isidor.”
“I see.”
“By the way, it was cold and the flowers were almost wilted.”
I hastily changed the subject.
“Time flies by the speed of an arrow. I can’t believe you’re
already making your social debut. If you need anything, just
tell me.”
“yes.”
I thought the conversation ended in a friendly atmosphere.
That evening, Isidore was suddenly called home, and I had no
choice but to spit out the juice I was drinking.
Duke Seymour slowly grabbed the platinum snake-shaped
stamp with a grim expression.
“Hello, how are you?”
Isidor said his greetings with a soft smile.
Most young men at that age were afraid of me, but he was
extraordinary.
“Sit There.”
Duke Seymour, failing to make headway, coughed once to
clear his throat and then ordered the servants to bring him tea.
Isidor, who sat across from him, took out a document from his
bag.
“This is the investigative data of Mia Binoche.”
He stopped by the house today to provide this data.
He has the face of a beautiful prince and a gentleman too.”
Duke Seymour’s eyes narrowed.
'this child. Do you think I’ve never had a relationship before?’
“You’ve done a good job. I’ll pass the data on to my daughter.
You must be busy, but thanks for stopping by, Duke.”
Although he was angry, Isidore smiled sweetly.
“The tea smells good. Unfortunately, I only get treats over
time. I brought good late-night snacks.”
Since overtime was the fate of the family master, a strange
sympathy arose between them in an instant.
Duke Seymour glanced at Isidore, who was acting
deliberately, then took out and scanned documents relating to
Mia.
“Hmmm. A little girl from a fallen family. It’s hard to take
care of herself, but she volunteers for people with charity. She
has a strong spirit.”
Although this move was quite unusual, it was a little girl.
If she hadn’t pretended that Deborah’s strength was hers, he
wouldn’t have suspected her.
Duke Seymour pouted his thin lips.
“…the regent is the Marquis François.”
François’ family belonged to the Senate, so they had a short
history, but they were a rich family.
“Mia Binoche, like a princess, is about to debut this year, but
according to the news, Marquis François has invited a private
tutor to actively support her.”
Isidor put down the tea and spoke slowly.
“He has reason to support Mia, who dedicates herself to
volunteer work, but he is distant from François, who moves
with pure good intentions.”
Moreover, after the incense ceremony, Mia started to go to the
temple, and Marquis François took care of her before that.
It was not clear what Marquis François could gain by
supporting Mia Binoche, and the more he thought about it, the
more confused he became.
Isidore has already attached a new informant to the Marquis
François.
“I will investigate further.”
“Okay, but you…”
Duke Seymour blinked like a snake for a moment, startled
Isidore.
“…yes?”
“What class are you in magic? Tell me a bit.”
Come to think of it, Duke Seymour was sending a warm look
that he had never seen before. Isidor regretted that he had
already revealed himself to be a wizard.
“Actually… I don’t even know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know?”
“It is difficult to measure classes according to general criteria
because the mana circles are connected like a helix.”
“You have a unique constitution because you are a magic
swordsman. Have you experienced what kind of magic you
can do?”
“It is possible to use 7 classes of magic in the area of space
magic that I have studied for a long time. However, to learn
first-class magic of the other classes, it takes a longer skill
mastery period than ordinary magicians. I have to adjust
everything in a way that suits my body constitution.” .
“The magic of dealing with space is notorious for being
complex, so does that mean you have improved it?”
“yes.”
Since childhood, Isidore wanted to have his own space where
he could accumulate gold indefinitely.
After that, the first thing he learned was space magic and
movement magic.
Duke Seymour’s eyes brightened as he looked at Isidore.
“Oh, think about it, it’s too late. Let’s go to dinner together.”
“Yes, my father-in– well, Duke Seymour.”
Since overtime was the fate of the family master, a strange
sympathy arose between them in an instant.
Duke Seymour glanced at Isidore, who was acting
deliberately, then took out and scanned documents relating to
Mia.
“Hmmm. A little girl from a fallen family. It’s hard to take
care of herself, but she volunteers for people with charity. She
has a strong spirit.”
Although this move was quite unusual, it was a little girl.
If she hadn’t pretended that Deborah’s strength was hers, he
wouldn’t have suspected her.
Duke Seymour pouted his thin lips.
“…the regent is the Marquis François.”
François’ family belonged to the Senate, so they had a short
history, but they were a rich family.
“Mia Binoche, like a princess, is about to debut this year, but
according to the news, Marquis François has invited a private
tutor to actively support her.”
Isidor put down the tea and spoke slowly.
“He has reason to support Mia, who dedicates herself to
volunteer work, but he is distant from François, who moves
with pure good intentions.”
Moreover, after the incense ceremony, Mia started to go to the
temple, and Marquis François took care of her before that.
It was not clear what Marquis François could gain by
supporting Mia Binoche, and the more he thought about it, the
more confused he became.
Isidore has already attached a new informant to the Marquis
François.
“I will investigate further.”
“Okay, but you…”
Duke Seymour blinked like a snake for a moment, startled
Isidore.
“…yes?”
“What class are you in magic? Tell me a bit.”
Come to think of it, Duke Seymour was sending a warm look
that he had never seen before. Isidor regretted that he had
already revealed himself to be a wizard.
“Actually… I don’t even know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know?”
“It is difficult to measure classes according to general criteria
because the mana circles are connected like a helix.”
“You have a unique constitution because you are a magic
swordsman. Have you experienced what kind of magic you
can do?”
“It is possible to use 7 classes of magic in the area of space
magic that I have studied for a long time. However, to learn
first-class magic of the other classes, it takes a longer skill
mastery period than ordinary magicians. I have to adjust
everything in a way that suits my body constitution.” .
“The magic of dealing with space is notorious for being
complex, so does that mean you have improved it?”
“yes.”
Since childhood, Isidore wanted to have his own space where
he could accumulate gold indefinitely.
After that, the first thing he learned was space magic and
movement magic.
Duke Seymour’s eyes brightened as he looked at Isidore.
“Oh, think about it, it’s too late. Let’s go to dinner together.”
“Yes, my father-in-law–well, Duke Seymour.”
a
He was secretly hiding in a carriage that was entering the little
castle of François in the middle of the night and the Marquis,
who had seen Albert appear as a ghost, was horrified.
“What happens suddenly?”
“Looks like someone caught me.”
“Oh really?”
“All the girls who tried to use their fortunes returned to their
original place, and only Ravi, who was searching for the holy
child, vanished.”
In a situation that could not be easily resolved, François asked
with quiet displeasure.
“who did that?”
“If you knew, it might make it worse. You should leave it as a
personal aberration of a black magician.”
Anyway, Ravi is a loyal follower who gave her soul to the
devil.
“Oh my God! Ravi is smart. Mia spends a lot of sacred blood,
so it would be a problem if there were less people who would
offer it that way.”
“I asked Mia to stop volunteering for the time being. Now I
am teaching her the etiquette of an aristocratic society.”
“How is that?”
“Things are going well. It seems that Princess Deborah has
become a catalyst. To make up for the loss of 3 flower titles
this year3, we have to work hard.”
“Is there any news about the saint?”
“I used a lot of strength during the incense ritual, so it will be
difficult to receive revelations for a while.”
“wait ”.
Albert let out a long breath with a worried face.
“For the time being, Albert, as you have ordered, please do
more to stir up rumors and public opinion that undermine the
Crown Prince.”
“yes.”
CHAPTER 157

Recently, while the Crown Prince was carrying out relief

activities outside, a swarm of spiders enough to cover the
outer walls of the building black appeared, and there was
news that many people died because of this.
There was a mishap during the incense ceremony, and as
these things happened one after another, even Seymour’s
servants began to wonder if the Crown Prince was unlucky.
“A swarm of spiders…?”
When I heard the story from Margaret, I suddenly
remembered a dream I had two days earlier.
I don’t think I can drink this water.
-Why? You can just remove those bugs and drink the water.
-Those spiders. They could be demons.
Naila in her dream was depressed as she looked at a messy
well with insects floating in it.
She was able to cross the desert and reach the village because
the water was polluted with insects that could be the corpses
of demons.
Naila was wandering from place to place doing volunteer
work, and she saw many demons, and was well aware of their
environment.
Most of the demons that were alive in the Barren Demon
Realm were of the venomous species, but there were also
individuals that could not be distinguished from insects by the
naked eye.
But here, the powerful predator types are the weak ones found
in the netherworld (Demon Realm), and in order to survive,
they live in colonies like ants and it was even more
threatening if they looked like insects because they were so
venomous.
‘Weren’t the spiders that appeared from demons?’
But I haven’t heard that there is a crack there.
I rubbed my chin with a complicated feeling.
In the midst of this, the black witch who led the kidnapping
case committed suicide by biting her tongue.
It is said that she was silent until the end about why she
kidnapped the child and who ordered her to do so.
'Hmm.’
I collected a piece or two of information that I worried about
like puzzle pieces, and was frustrated that I couldn’t figure out
what picture it was.
“I feel like I’m falling into a maze.”
I walked toward the academy with Margaret, turning the
pieces I had in my head.
Before the Thanksgiving Festival, the Academy was in
shambles.
Everyone was excited as if they were preparing for a college
festival because of the imperial party and other events held in
the imperial family.
It’s getting hotter day by day.
Time passed quickly while he was practicing dancing and
learning social etiquette from an etiquette teacher, and the
event of appearing in society was just around the corner.
Various news related to appearing in society circulated
through people’s mouths non-stop.
“The name of a young woman called Mia Binoche is the one I
hear most these days.”
The fact that Mia Binoche’s chaperone is a duchess from one
of the families that founded the empire has been the biggest
problem in the social world lately.
This was because it was the first time that the high-spirited
Duchess, who had only become the consort of noblewomen
from famous families, became the consort of a young woman
from a family she had never heard of before.
“At first glance, the choice of the Duchess may seem silly, but
it is actually a rather calculated move.”
The Marquise of Paslin continued, gracefully raising her cup.
She told me honestly and frankly about the events taking
place in the social world and the people who participated in it.
“From the Duchess of Orgo’s point of view, this is not a bad
choice because she can enjoy the support of the commoners
that Mia Binoche has, and get a chance to renew her image.”
“I see.”
“At the same time, there must be a desire to appear especially
like an accompanying saint.”
In the temple, the Cardinal stood up and lifted Mia Binoche to
the limit as the embodiment of the Saint.
Social circles predicted that Mia Binoche would become the
most popular child of the year.
“I am the female attendant of the wicked one, Duchess Urgo
is the female escort of the saint, we are at odds with each
other.”
Marquise Paslin said with a cheerful smile.
Of course, I was wicked here.
“I heard the princess is good at hitting with a fan?”
A few days ago, I walked into a party hosted by ordinary
nobles and hit Baron Marco with a fan, causing my notoriety
to increase.
“I hit him really hard.”
It’s not that I touched him for no reason.
Baroness Marco was my first etiquette teacher, and she was
more loyal and responsible than anyone else.
'Baron Marco, he’s a bastard who deserves to be beaten
more.’
It wasn’t enough that he had an affair with his maid, Baron
Marco even pushed the pregnant Baroness down the stairs.
When I saw Baroness Marco, who had appeared in my
etiquette class while limping, I felt something explode in my
head.
“Are you going to leave him alone like this?”
“I don’t want to see my husband having fun at a party. I want
him to be humiliated.”
I will gladly humiliate the Baron at the party.
I’ve been pretty quiet for a while, but it’s been a while since
I’ve been acting like A Wicked Woman.
The black magicians who were looking for the Saint never
imagined that I, who beat people with a fan, had a past life
called Nyla.

Of course, regardless of an opponent with the title of Baron,

he couldn’t do any harm to me, Princess, so I just acted as I
pleased.
“More than anything else, what the Baron is doing is very
bad.”
My etiquette teacher was currently preparing for a divorce,
saying she realized mental health was more important than
vanity.
I remember for a moment an incident that occurred during the
preparation for the emergence.
I opened my mouth to face the Marquise.
“…my hand slipped. There is too much oil on Baron Marco’s
face.”
“I do not criticize the Princess’ behaviour. It is the happiest
and proudest thing for me to be the companion of such a
unique and distinguished young woman as Princess Deborah.”
I thought I would be scolded a bit for not being a noble lady,
but it was unexpected.
The Marquise fiddled with the fan with a smile on her face.
“This debut will be a battle between villains and angels.”
She seemed to be having a lot of fun in this situation as an
obvious confrontation was created.
“Bad girl… I’m proud. And actually, I love that nickname.”
We smile at each other.
“Even if the princess is the same in the rumors circulating, if
you take a closer look, it really is different…”
“It’s funny.”
“You are a good talker.”
She clicked her tongue, saying that my words are as good as
Isidore.
'Well, it’s true that I look like Isidore.’
There is an old saying that if you love each other, then you are
the same.
The smiling Marquise added another spoonful of sugar and
slowly stirred the tea.
“Ah, Aravel asked when the princess will return again. The
sea is so charming, so when you are on vacation, come and
visit the castle.”
“Yes ma'am.”
I had a multi-topic conversation with her all afternoon before
heading home.
“Princess.”
After taking off my coat, while I was tidying up my hair,
which had been damaged by the cold wind, a servant
approached me.
“Duke Seymour is looking for you to tell you something.”
“What is happening all of a sudden?”
“He did not explain why, but he asked the princess to come to
his office as soon as the princess arrived.”
As I entered the office feeling bewildered, I ran into an
unexpected person.
Oryx Mercan.
A Knight of the Nameless Knights whom I brought with me
as a slave during a dueling battle.
He was waiting for me now, in a military uniform with a
silver insignia embossed with a double-headed seal.
“Greetings, great Princess Seymour. I am Oryx Mirkan, who
is officially knighted today.”
Duke Seymour, who was sitting next to him, added with a
smile.
“This man has a lot of loyalty to you.”
After bringing him to Seymour, I left him in the Templars and
did nothing in particular, but when I received his eyes full of
loyalty, I was embarrassed for no reason.
“I intend to appoint him as the leader of your personal knight
group because he is loyal and has excellent enough skills to
become a sword expert in a short period of time.”
good? Did I hear something wrong just now?
“Are you saying that you created a new personal knight group
for me?”
“Yes. This is your gift for your first appearance. I guarantee it
will be more valuable than jewelry. It is also for your safety.”
I was stunned for a while, feeling the strength of the Seymour
family, and then stood in front of Oryx with the most
dignified expression on my face.
“Let’s do our best from now on.”
“Yes, princess.”
He knelt in front of me, and I gently patted his shoulder.
Oryx was crowned as my knight the day before my debut,
good timing.
“There is something you need to do first.”
“Just leave it to me, princess.”
I gave him his first assignment.
CHAPTER 158

“You are particularly beautiful today, Lady Mia.”

Marquis François said, while shaking his soft lips.
The dress he prepared before Mia’s party appearance was a
regular design that never goes out of style.
But now, he’s swapped the gorgeous jewelry for pure white
lace for elaborate patterns, reminiscent of a priest though
she’s wearing a dress.
He was very satisfied with his work and said again sternly to
Mia.
“Don’t lose your smile if an unexpected incident occurs. I also
don’t recommend that you ask for help. If you reveal your
vulnerable insides, the other person will stab you. Respond
with a humble attitude and staying calm. That’s the key.”
Marquis François gently lowered his eyes.
“You saved a lot of people from the incense incident, so you
can brag about it.”
“I see.”
Mia loved the clothes he made.
Because it seems that she has real divine power in her
reflection in the mirror.
With a smile on her expressionless face, Mia nodded and
climbed onto the carriage that the Marquis had prepared.
Shortly afterwards, she arrived at the castle of the Duke of
Urgo and met the Duchess of Urgo.
Terry stood beside the lady holding a dark blue fan in a noble
manner.
“Haaa!”
Terry, who had been playing poker all night, yawned until his
mouth was fully opened, and the Duchess of Urgo shuddered
and slapped her son on the back.
“Oh, my God! It hurts!”
“If you’re going to do this, why do you say you’re going to
accompany me in the first place? You’re just yawning so
everyone can see your whole throat!”
“My father is very busy with military training, and Dera is in
the area. I’m the only one left.”
“Oh, poor child! Because of you, I cannot live up to my
name.”
Looking at the dark corner of her son’s eyes, it was evident
that he had returned after playing all night.
She had a lot to say, but the Duchess managed to hold back
her anger.
“Mia , let’s go to the imperial palace now.”
“Yes ma'am.”
“Hold me, mom.”
Terry gracefully extended his hand to his mother in front of
the carriage.
“That’s enough! You ride separately.” The Duchess of Urgo
answered.
The Duchess, who slapped her son’s hand hard enough to
make a loud noise, climbed into the carriage with an angry
motion and told the driver to leave.
“Anyway, my mother is insolent.”
Terry, who had climbed into the carriage, nodded as soon as
he took his seat.
thud-!
After a while, his head banged hard against the window, and
he opened his eyes.
‘What’s going on?’
As soon as he awoke, his five senses were sharply heightened.
He did not feel satisfied.
“Master! There is a crack!”
The driver’s frightened exclamation instantly pierced his
eardrums.
The horse that was pulling Terry’s carriage galloped wildly,
and the inside began to shake even more vigorously.
Terry, who hurriedly jumped out after kicking the carriage
door, encountered a horrifying scene.
“A demon …!”
Far away, there was a crack.
When the space opened up, a dark energy gushed out, and the
servants were frightened and confused and didn’t know what
to do.
The birds in the forest fled in groups, wildly flapping their
wings, the horses pulling the cart ran from place to place, and
at last snapped the ropes and fled.
“Mom!!”
Soon after, Terry finds the wagon with the family seal on it
overturned down the slope.
“Damn !”
It must be the carriage that his mother rode earlier. Terry’s
body started to shiver.
Terry rushed down the slope with a pale face and realized that
the carriage door had fallen down and there was no one in the
carriage.
'Where did you go?’
it was then.
‌
At Terry’s vision, his eyes caught a huge man looking at his
mother.
Suddenly, Terry’s mind quickly flashed over who that brown
bear-like man was.
'Yeah, I remember him…!’
It was him last summer.
Terry’s eyes widened at the sudden appearance of the knight.
He was competing with his brother Dera in a sparring match,
and his name was not revealed.
“Actually, I hope nothing happens.”
I sighed as I waited for the Marquise of Paslin to arrive.
As in the original story, if a rift occurred, there might be
another loss of life, so she told Oryx to go and follow the
Duchess’s carriage.
'Just in case, I collected all the Magical Scrolls. Especially
with transport magic.’
According to my assumption, if the rift is some kind of device
to help Mia play, then there is a high probability that there
will be an accident on the way to the imperial family like in
the novel, and the Duchess will be injured.
“But the incident must take place in a very different trajectory
and time period than the trajectory and period of the novel.”
I was restless looking at the map.
Due to the location of Urgo House, there was a 100% chance
of arriving via the shortcut through the Heaven’s Forest.
'In the original story, an accident occurred at the place where
the ruler’s teacher (Goddess) was in reverse.’
The final episode of the novel was just before the end of the
year, so I remembered its contents very clearly.
And when Mia was trembling among the monsters and curing
the Marquise of Paslin, the novel ended with the sentence that
someone came to the rescue just in time.
It was an amazing cutting skill.
'Who came to save Mia?’
I don’t know who he is, but if all goes according to the
original story, Oryx will now take on the role of savior.
***
“Prince Terry, this knight with all his body stopped the
carriage that almost fell into a tree.”
The driver, whose life was saved thanks to Oryx, spoke
solemn words to Terry.
Because of the crack, the horse became agitated, cut the rope,
and ran away, and the carriage that came off the track nearly
broke in two.
However, Oryx, who felt for the first time that the situation
was unusual, jumped up and stopped the accelerating
carriage , preventing a major accident.
He is a great person who only appears once every 100 years,
but after receiving regular knight training and being able to
freely manipulate his aura, Oryx has supernatural power
beyond common sense.
Meanwhile, it was also thanks to the training he saved every
minute and every second to become Princess Deborah’s
knight.
“Terry… Oh my God. What the hell is going on here?”
The Duchess of Urgo, who sat with her legs limp, moaned
with a pale and weary face.
“Mom, are you okay?”
“I feel very dizzy.”
Given that Mia Binoche, who was riding in the carriage with
his mother, was doing well, the unknown knight he saw at the
fencing match seemed to have done the right thing.
After making sure his mother wasn’t seriously injured, Terry
nervously licked his lips as he watched the crack gradually
widen.
“Hey, thank you so much for saving my mother’s life. But if
this rift opens and monsters pour in, everyone here might die.”
“I have a teleportation magic-type scroll. Weak people would
do well to leave it alone.”
“How can you obtain such a thing… Ah, you belong to the
Seymour family!”
He didn’t know because he wasn’t in a good mood, but he
discovered that the man was wearing a uniform with
Seymour’s seal on it.
Apparently the Seymour family distributes scrolls to knights
as well, in case anyone has no magical skill.
I will never forget this blessing.
When Oryx handed the magic scroll, the Duchess said with a
very bright face.
This huge man had saved her twice with a spirit of self-
sacrifice.
she asked urgently before she tore off the fascia.
“What’s your name? Aren’t you Duke Seymour’s knight?”
“I am Princess Deborah’s knight.”
“…….”
Embarrassment ran through the corners of Duchess Orgo’s
eyes, who had never taken Princess Deborah very well.
“She is the one who changed my destiny, so if you have any
sympathy for me, please return the favor to the Princess.”
“Mom, get out of the way first. You should think about how
to pay the princess back later.”
The atmosphere turned sour, the Duchess quickly went away,
and Terry, assured that his mother was safe, showed a green
aura in his sword.
“I am very close to your lady. Because of her jealous lover,
the princess seems to be having a hard time playing with me
lately…”
Oryx looked at Terry, who was acting frivolously even in the
midst of an emergency when demons appeared, with a furtive
look at him.
“Why do you look so pathetic? Come to think of it, there is no
need to feel threatening. There is a heroine beside us who
exterminated black ghosts at an incense ceremony.”
Terry laughed at Mia Binoche, and Mia, who was suddenly
called out, shuddered with a confused face.
CHAPTER 159

“Let’s see the divine power that everyone said was great…!”
Before Terry could finish his words, a black beast with
hundreds of teeth fell to the ground with a shrill sound.
Mia hastily backed away with a pale face, and Terry was
startled by her negative attitude, which was very different
from the rumors.

“Hey! Why are you still standing!?”

Terry, who looked at Mia, who seemed to have lost her mind
to make excuses, turned his head towards the raging beast
while cursing.

Ky-y-yyyyyyy!
Meanwhile, Oryx was shooting a long spear into the mouth of
the beast, and the demonic beast that had been pierced by the
spear in an instant, cried out in pain.

“This. I don’t know who the monster is…”

Princess Deborah has a scary knight.
I shouldn’t be so close to you.’
Everyone in the place was mesmerized as Oryx freely rotated
his heavy spear and charged at the monsters.
When the beast that was supposed to be the chief was
immediately attacked, the remaining beasts got scared and
started running, destroying forests here and there.
‘Huh! That girl is still standing. It’s ridiculous.’
But this monster doesn’t look much stronger than the rumors.
Terry quickly dealt with the little monsters with his sword and
swallowed his obscenities, then narrowed his eyes as he
looked at the Templars seen over the hill in the distance.

“What are they doing?”

'Why is Javier appearing now?’
The reinforcements promised by the Fourth Queen appeared
one step late, and Mia bit her lips hard.
That woman named Deborah messed it up again.’
On the other hand, Terry’s expression became even more
annoyed.
“Third Prince. Next year, I need to be promoted to the
Templars. You can rest for a while.”
Terry slashed his sword at the beast’s head, and the third
prince, Javier, looked all around with terrified eyes.

'Where’s the Duchess?’ It’s completely different from my

mother’s interpretation.’ (Javier)
The situation here, which was expected to be a mess, was
quickly being settled by the big man.
After the Duchess of Urgo, who was in trouble, was rescued,
the fourth queen’s plan to take advantage of the Urgo family
became a failure.
On the other hand, Oryx, who gave hope to the Nameless
Knights as the star of this year’s dueling competition, saved
the Duchess and made a great debut by making achievements
against monsters.
There was a lot of commotion in the Heaven’s Forest, but the
apparition ceremony continued as scheduled as if nothing had
happened.
The people of the empire were in a more frosty state than
before due to the rift phenomenon, and there were no
casualties, so it seemed that the imperial family decided to go
ahead with the Thanksgiving Festival event.
“Well, canceling the event could make the public uneasy.”
The Palace of the Sun, where the ceremony was held, boasted
a much larger scale than I had seen in parts of my memory.
Ancient treasures and relics from each country show off their
splendor here and there, and the crystal chandeliers were
dazzling.
However, no matter how magnificent the imperial palace was
from the inside, it was not as magnificent as Isidore, who was
next to me.
'Did you get separate treatment?’
The skin, as soft as pearls, made me want to touch it.
In contrast to the white face, the black robe that flowed along
the smooth line of the body emphasized broad shoulders and a
slender waist, so it looked more sensual than usual.
'…it gave me a tremendous feeling.’
In addition, perhaps due to the hair-painting style, the bright
facial features and fresh eyes were exceptionally prominent.
“Who is your boyfriend? Is he handsome?”
When I was unconsciously intrigued, Isidor smiled and asked.
“What. Really…”
It was ridiculous, he grinned at me and spoke affectionately.
“You are smiling now.”
He seemed to have seen me frozen before the first appearance.
Isidor must have come here earlier than the start of the party
to relieve my stress.
“I am the type of person who has a lot of enemies, so you
must have cared for my heart.”
“Sometimes. I wish I was alone in this world next to you, is
that too much of a thought?”
Isidore, who spoke in a sweet voice as if he was confessing,
suddenly frowned at the person far away.
“Mr. Terry, why are you hanging around with my partner?”
“The Duke of Visconti is particularly selfish today. Of course,
Princess Deborah is as beautiful as a rose…”
Isidor immediately interrupted his speech.
“My sweetheart will see my aunt soon, so we don’t have
much time.”
“Oh, yeah. I’ll just get to the point. I’m here to say thank you
to Princess Deborah. I hear my mother has just got home
safely.”
“Is she going home? I heard the Duchess of Urgo is coming to
the ball today as Lady Mia’s chaperone.”
“The shock must have been great when she encountered the
beast. She said she would not be able to move because of the
pain in her body and muscles.”
'So, who will accompany Mia?’

I met Terry’s black eyes as I wondered.

“In any case, thanks to the princess’ knight, my mother has

been able to stay safe today, and I will certainly repay you in
the future under the family name.”
As soon as Terry was about to kiss the back of my hand,
Isidore immediately covered his lips.
“Do you want to die?”
“yppf!”
“I will never let that mouth speak again.”
While watching the two handsome men, the Marquis of
Paslin, who had been away for a while to say hello to the
royal family, appeared clicking her tongue.
“Princess Deborah. Let’s go.”
“Yes ma'am.”

As we were climbing the red-carpeted stairs, we found the rest

room of the little girls who were about to appear.
Inside were three or five girls and ladies waiting for the party.

'Does the weather.’ grim in the first place? ’

Isn’t it because of me?

When our eyes met, they frowned softly, but the girls looked
at the Marquise of Paslin with admiration. She was the most
popular woman in the social world.
'My shoulders feel heavy for no reason.’
“It’s good to be quiet.”
The Marquise of Paslin came in, elegantly holding a glass,
and sat down in a chair with the drink she had given me.

“Today, Princess Deborah will probably be introduced to the

largest number of nobles in her life.”

She was talking to me while adjusting my collar.

“All this time I have been asking little girls to show the
virtues of humility. It is very important to deal with a humble
attitude, but I would not give such obvious advice to a
princess.”
“…….”
“Perhaps the princess will do well in her own way.”
“Well, at least I won’t blacken my lady’s face.” (1)
(1) It means that it will not make her feel ashamed or
disgraced.
She laughed as she fluttered her fan when she heard my
words.

“Well, all that’s left for the princess is to paint my face gold,
Their reaction to what the princess suggested was explosive,
the Marquis had a smile that never left his mouth these days.”
“that’s cool.”
While I was talking to her, a familiar face approached me.
Princess Deborah.
“Princess.”
Eyes were focused on the appearance of Princess Vivian, the
most popular among young girls.
“We decided to call each other out. I’m disappointed,
Deborah.”
“Vivian. Are you here?”
“yes.”
She smiled sweetly as she handed me a sapphire bracelet the
same color as her hair.
“This is your first gift.”
“Thank you.”

When I placed it directly on my arm, she awkwardly wiped

the back of her nose and patted my shoulder.

“You’re beautiful today too. See you later.”

“Yes, princess.”
As soon as the princess left, the Marquise made an
incomprehensible sound.

“The more I see the princess, the more popular she becomes. I
can see why my nephew is nervous…”
“Mr. Isidore is also very popular.”
“Okay. I don’t care. By the way, it’s almost up now.
Princess.”

As the time for the debut approached, the room became

increasingly crowded.

As they were nervous before their first social appearance,

some of the young girls were sweating profusely, while others
had noticeably pale skin.
I was as nervous as those little girls, but my face in the mirror
was no different than usual.

I feel like this every single time, but this face is really the
best.

After I was well dressed, I went out into the hallway with
Mrs. Paslin, and after a while I saw Mia Binoche come out of
the rest room opposite.

'Who is this lady?’

Instead of the Duchess of Urgo, it seems that the wife of the
Arun family decided to stand in as an attendant.’
Recently, the temple was pushed and supported by the
Marquis François, but finding a replacement so quickly is
unbelievable…

As I slowly watched the suspicious woman, I came face to

face with Mia’s blue eyes.
I immediately turned around and went down, looked behind
me and then looked down the stair railing to see the hall.

The nobles invited to the apparition party were appearing one

by one inside the hall.

It seems that the nobles took a great interest in Mia, who had
long pink hair like a ruler (goddess).
It was very unusual to see people approaching her and talking
to her.

The count and the marquis entered the ballroom in order and
filled the hall, then the duke and his direct descendants
appeared one after another.

I, too, went down the stairs with the Marquise of Paslin.

it was then.
Before I could even take the last step, Seymour’s men rushed
towards me, sweating profusely.
CHAPTER 160

‘there.’
“Deborah Seymour…”
From the moment Princess Deborah slowly descended the
stairs like a snake preparing to hunt, the nerves of the nobles
gathered in the hall were focused on her.
They raised their heads because they were curious about what
kind of jewelry Deborah Seymour would be wearing this time
around.
The mermaid-style dress, which revealed her slender figure,
made her appear taller, and the long luminous frill that was
just hanging down her skirt made it look as if a colorful snake
was moving.
They say that the more poisonous the beast, the more
beautiful.
Although she wasn’t wearing a lot of jewelry today, this made
her distinctive neck stand out even more, and caught the
attention of the nobles.
Soon after, she is approached by Duke Seymour and the twin
heirs, who are known for their genius.
With a cold look, the second characters gathered in one place,
in an atmosphere that is difficult to reach and a strong
presence.
Duke Seymour didn’t cast ice magic, but the place where they
just stood looked cold.
“By the way, they look pretty cool.”
'I agree. Not to mention Rosad’s activity, Bellerick is one of
the top three researchers in the tower…’
In the eyes of awe and fear streaming here and there, Duke
Seymour was preoccupied with looking at his beautifully
raised daughter.
“Deborah. You’re joining the social world now. I can’t
believe you’ve grown so much.”
“You don’t look nervous at all, but you look great.”
Bellerick praised gently, and Rosed added succinctly, raising
his thin lips.
“You are the most beautiful here.”
“this is normal.”
“Brother. There’s no such thing as Congo Falls, right?”
[Note: “Congo” has meanings such as windfall. “Congo falls”
means a small profit obtained by chance through someone
else’s affairs.]
“Why are you standing out more?”
“Belric. You’ve been saying the right thing for so long. My
daughter is really impressive. So don’t be nervous.”
While they were carelessly uttering their full words of praise,
the royal family entered the hall, announcing the
commencement of the apparition ceremony, which the adult
girls were looking forward to the most.
***
“Nice to meet you, second queen.”
The first person she became acquainted with was the second
queen, who was technically the highest-ranking consort in the
imperial household, as the position of empress was vacant.
However, the Marquis of Paslin had previously indicated that
the second queen was not interested in power because she had
no son to propel as the next emperor, and had a sincere belief
in God.
“It’s so good to see you. Princess Seymour, you’re gorgeous.
Like a rose.”
I thought for a while about the second queen’s somewhat
naive greeting, and then opened my mouth.
“The rose has different meanings for every color it has.”
“…Hmm. That’s right. If I had to pick one, the princess would
be a red rose.”
“When I saw the Empress in person, I thought that the pure
white rose suits you more than anyone else.”
The eyes of the second queen, filled with boredom, were
momentarily interested.
The second queen loved flowers, and when she was young,
she was very good with flowers to decorate her hair with fresh
flowers.
There was an anecdote that the second queen was deeply
affected by the appearance of the pope, who had fled to the
imperial family for a while due to conflicts within the temple,
and was greeted by the second queen with the white rose as a
sign of respect.
“I cannot imagine the amount of relief the Pope must have felt
when he was mentally and physically exhausted from the
struggle for power within the Temple, as he looked upon Her
Majesty’s pure white roses.”
As if she was in a good mood looking back at what she had
done, the second queen rolled her eyes and raised her fan.
“It was a long time ago, so there are many noble girls who
don’t know much about him, but you have studied a lot,
princess. It seems I didn’t know much about you…”
“There are so many things I don’t know. I’d like to hear more
about those days.”
“Hoo. During my time…”
“I can’t stand a latte.”
[Note: 'Latte’ is slang for an older person saying 'when I was
young…’ or 'in my old age…’ ]
The second queen, who initially had a dull expression,
became extremely talkative as soon as she spoke.
She even introduced me to the Imperial Girls and left a note
that she would invite me to a tea party later.
“It started better than expected. Princess. I’m really proud of
you.”
When the second Queen, who had fetched me and happily
reminded me of her memory, left her seat, said the Marquise
of Paslin with a proud face.
“The Marquise taught me many things.”
She tells me of many incidents related to the second Queen’s
family and personalities whenever she has free time.
Besides the importance of the chaperone, I understood why
she was such a popular escort.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen the Queen so happy.”
“Nice to meet you, Marquis Meslow. I heard that this year Mr.
Patrice Meslow was promoted to Deputy Commander of the
Cavalry Division. Congratulations.”
After a successful conversation with the second queen, I
exchanged greetings with the close royal of mixed blood.
“Oh, Princess Seymour has eyes and a good memory.”
“That’s right. It’s amazing. I can see why the second queen
didn’t let the princess go.”
Before they even introduced who they were, I first pretended
to know who they were, and even talked about the latest news
about their families, causing them to yell every now and then.
She said that because she was from an imperial family, it was
easy to introduce me to others and it was appropriate because
it reduced the hassle.
'what? … Of course, I was memorizing everything.’
Come to think of it, not many little girls collect and memorize
all of their families’ information.
I secretly swallowed tears as I realized the damage caused by
Korean education. T : (not only korean sister)
Fortunately, it wasn’t really useless.’ T: (No, it’s useless)
With all the latest information about the nobles and their
families crammed into my head, I was able to move forward
smoothly without awkward interruptions when talking to the
other person.
But that was also for a while.
I heard a conversation that seemed to be sniping at me from
somewhere.
“She seems to have prepared a lot before her debut, but she
must be consistent anytime and anywhere to be a lady of true
modesty virtue.”
One of the senators, the Duke of Cérige, denigrated my image
in a sarcastic tone.
He kindly reminded me of the incident when I burst into the
party of an ordinary nobleman and slapped Baron Marco on
the cheek.
'I wonder why he didn’t mention it?’
I’ve humiliated his daughter, Emmanuelle, so firmly in public,
that there’s no way he could have a good feeling for me.
Even if I didn’t, he would probably have reprimanded
Deborah’s previous behavior.
“I see Duke Cirigue.”
I looked at him with a cold look and raised and flapped my
red fan.
His lip twitched slightly as the fan reminded him of my
assault on the Baron.
“I also agree with Duke Cerig’s words.”
“Huh?”
“So, what’s more, I couldn’t stand Baron Marco because he is
two-faced and yet he pretended to be an honest bureaucrat in
the front and deceived everyone in the back.”
“Yeah, though, hitting someone with a fan. Isn’t that too
arrogant?”
“Are you defending the Baron for having an affair?”
Speaking so loudly that the ladies around me could hear him,
Duke Serge’s facial expression became terribly contorted.
“Princess! What’s wrong with you?”
“Oh sorry, I didn’t know you were going to defend this idiot,
so I got up without realizing it.”
“When did I defend him!”
“Princess Deborah, do you think that is Duke Cirigue’s
intention? Yet this is shameless, there should be moderation in
everything, there are degrees and limits in punishment, but the
problem is that the princess does not apply this.”
Then the Marquis of Raymond intervened, and I bowed my
head with a pretense of naivety.
“Well, did I cross the line when I punished a bad person, but
when William Raymond copied his colleague’s thesis in
secret, should I mention the good he did?”
“Princess!”
The more they talk to me, the more their vulnerability is
revealed, and as the situation deteriorates, their faces become
stiff, and I bow my head politely.
“Thank you for teaching me how to live by standing firm. I
will take that very deeply in my heart.”
I spoke politely with the intention of constantly living like a
nerd, and made eye contact with Isidore, who was holding
back his laughter nearby.
Isidore delivered into the hands of the weaknesses of the
family masters, wives, and sons of families with conflicting
interests with Seymour as a weapon.
If the relationship is drawing parallel lines anyway, you don’t
need to wear a mask to look good.
'This is my way.’
After all, humans are selfish animals that move according to
their interests, and from their point of view, it’s interesting to
undermine, daughter of a master of magicians, so even if I act
nice and polite, my attitude won’t change.
In this case, showing the weapon named Information is more
effective.’
In this way, they will not be able to speak carelessly as before.
By the way, what about Mia Binoche who was pretending to
be a saint.“
Seeing Mia smiling among the nobles, I lightly fiddled with
the fan with the image of a two-headed snake on it.
Whatever her goal was, it was only natural for me to move in
the direction I could get the most.
And the place where the rich and powerful gather was also the
best stage for my business expansion.
I slowly walked toward my prey, the Marquis of Devion.
CHAPTER 161

“Nice to meet you. The Marquise of Devion.”

“Nice to meet you, princess.”
When I approached, the Marquis of Devion replied with a
puzzled expression and a soft, trembling voice.
The Devion family was a nascent noble with a shorter history
compared to either Seymour or Paslin.
People from older families tend to demote families with
shorter histories.
Regardless of my reputation, I am, first of all, a princess from
the family of shareholders who founded the country.
In the situation where there were so many noble families that
had yet to be introduced, the Marquis of Devion didn’t seem
to expect her turn to salute so soon.
Those who were near the Marquis of Devion looked at me in
astonishment.
It’s the same everywhere, so the people around her were also
modern noble families who had gained a lot of popularity
recently.
They seemed to wonder why I had approached the Marquis of
Devion in the first place.
Well, that would help me a lot.’
“Princess Deborah’s dress is very beautiful. Sooner or later,
this beautiful mermaid dress will become popular.”
The Marquise of Devion tried to control her facial expression
and said softly.
“Thank you for the compliment. If you like, I’ll recommend
the shop I use to you.”
“Oh thank you.”
Helen’s shop has been one of the hottest and trendiest shops
in the capital lately, so there is an indescribable joy on the
face of the Marquis of Devion.
“But, since the Marquis of Devion was unable to come today,
he must have been very busy with work.”
I said look around.
“Yes. At this time when there are many events, the Imperial
Administrative Bureau is particularly busy.”
“I wanted to meet him in person and say thank you, but it’s a
pity.”
“Thank you?”
Devion was a high-ranking official in the small imperial
administration, and with his approval in the early days of
Armand’s business venture the clock tower could have been
erected.
He even helped me hand out ionic drinks during a fencing
match. I’ve been indebted to him a lot since then.
“Thanks to Marquis Devion, for his hard work, we have been
able to establish useful donation facilities in Horon County.”
“Oh, my God. You donated public utilities! You took the
initiative and did a good job. It’s really nice to know that the
Devion family has helped the useful work the Princess has
done.”
The Marquise of Devion did not forget, loudly announcing my
donation.
After all, I did a good job choosing this person.’
I grinned inwardly as I recalled my escort’s words.
He even helped me hand out ionic drinks during a fencing
match. I’ve been indebted to him a lot since then.
“Thanks to Marquis Devion, for his hard work, we have been
able to establish useful donation facilities in Horon County.”
“Oh, my God. You donated public utilities! You took the
initiative and did a good job. It’s really nice to know that the
Devion family has helped the useful work the Princess has
done.”
The Marquise of Devon did not forget, loudly announcing my
donation.
She grinned on the inside as she remembered the words.
The Marquis of Devion is one of the wives of the most
influential imperial officials and is the most active in
strengthening the family.
She made a great fuss by the fact that I, who was notorious,
made a donation, and soon the nobles around her began to
take notice of her astonishment.
“It’s great. But what kind of amenities did you donate,
Princess?”
“I donated the great clock tower that rings at the appointed
time in front of the fountain of the ruler (-the gods) in the
Horon region and in front of the fountain in the tower of
magic.”
“……..”
Silence settled on my words.
I can tell just by looking at her face. She is sure that this is
absurd.
“Princess, there is only one clock tower in front of the
fountain, and I know that the facility was donated by
Armand.”
As soon as some young man immediately refuted my words, I
said in a tone that it was not a big deal.
“I am Armand’s.”
T: (finally)
***
At first, even when the encore ceremony began, the nobles
showed the greatest interest in Mia Binoche.
“That lady is the heroine of incense…”
“That’s right. The dress is also beautiful. Instead of jewelry, it
looks more noble because of the many layers of white lace.”
Regardless of the fact that she came from a fallen noble, Mia
Binoche has shown impeccable manners.
But this was all.
The social circle is not a place for demonstrating divine
power, and there were many young girls who showed Mia
Bebnouche’s handling level of worldly wisdom skills.
The sight of the second Queen, who was more sarcastic about
everything, chatting with Princess Deborah for so long,
surprised the nobles.
“Surprisingly, Princess Deborah seems to have really good
speaking skills?”
“I was spitting out words without realizing it. She was
constantly bringing up interesting topics. Not only that, she
knew my son’s name, also from my son’s promotion to the
name of our family’s first master.”
It was said by the Marquis of Meslow, who spoke with
Princess Deborah before.
“It was not for nothing that the Marquise of Paslin became
socially inclined. The princess seems to have received a
proper education under a splendid chaperone.”
It was completely unexpected that the Marquise Paslin and
Princess Deborah, who seemed to be nodding their heads,
were in perfect harmony, and her art of speaking was also
unexpected.
“No matter how good a companion she is, she needs; agility,
intelligence, and varied information to maintain a long
conversation with an elder who is three generations apart.”
“This is correct.”
Even then, Princess Deborah showed off her totally
unexpected look.
“Why are you stepping over the other families and talking to
the Marquis of Devion?”
“I heard that she is an arrogant princess with a bad past and
openly ignores people…”
Because of Princess Deborah constantly arousing their
curiosity, more and more people are interested in her.
And as soon as the princess revealed that she was doing
charity work, the reaction exploded as if the water, which was
being heated, suddenly overflowed and boiled.
“Why is Princess Deborah’s story causing such a stir?”
“The Princess donated public facilities for the common good.”
“Donate?!”
Princess Deborah and her charitable deeds.
“Strange. There is a sign with the donor’s name written in
front of the donated facility. Is it possible that this fact is still
unknown?”
It appears to have been donated under the name of the
summit.
“So what does Princess Deborah manage?”
“Yes, Princess Deborah is the owner of Armand’s shop, who
donated the clock tower…”
“Is it possible to run such a large shop at such a young age,
without even graduating from the academy?”
“It’s hard to believe.”
“I was surprised too. My daughter is really a genius the more I
get to know her.”
“Hyuk, Duke Seymour?!”
“What’s wrong with you? As if you saw a ghost.”
“Wrong, it’s not a ghost! The princess is really cool.”
Duke Seymour, who had always been silent, blew a cold
wind, and the nobles became embarrassed by his interruption
and began to answer to his pride.
“Princess Deborah finally pulled out the hidden card.”
It was said the Marquise of Paslin with a relaxed face,
delighted with the timing.
Now it’s time to tell the other ladies what Princess Deborah
did in the Southern Territory.
She doesn’t know how much her mouth itches since she
wanted to spread the true value of the princess.
“Did the Marquis of Paslin already know that the Princess is
managing Armand?”
“Do you think I invited the Princess to my territory for no
reason? The Princess and I are closer than you can see.”
“From Seymour and Visconti to Paslin, they cherish the
Princess.”
“How could such a person’s situation change overnight?”
The heads of families and the ladies present that day looked in
the direction of the princess throughout the first event. They
try to find the right time to have a conversation with her.
“Again and again, Deborah Seymour!”
Although she did not use the Duke of Visconti, but once again
the atmosphere began to flow out of control around Princess
Deborah.
Mia’s complexion turned pale.
The second queen, who was loyal and didn’t speak to her for
less than 5 minutes.
What did that woman do, to receive an invitation to a tea
party.
‘Why don’t you notice me, I’m the saint?’
T: (fu… you)
In the first place, she didn’t like those red eyes that reminded
her of blood, but when a sense of inferiority tangled that
caused her head to be raised sharply, her insides turned upside
down.
Mia was biting her lips the whole time, squeezing her palms
hard. So much so that it hurts.
***
As soon as I finished my first appearance and came back, I
immediately lay down on the bed.
“I am tired.” T: (me too)
As the princess of a magic-wielding family, I seem to have
been more nervous about revealing that I’m managing
Armand
The summit (store) is in the square which has been dug up to
the southern trade route.
“It is not good for others to spread rumors that I am running
The summit .”
Rumors have different nuances depending on the intent of the
person who started them.
'So I better speak with my mouth.’
In addition, I revealed it to the Marquis of Devion , as I was
sure she would glorify my charitable work.
“I have been received publicly by Seymour, I have
recommended the clothing store, and, most of all, this will
make my husband (Isidor’s) accomplishments greater.”
I went to bed thinking that it would be well for the new nobles
close to the Marquis of Devion to create a good public
opinion in the future.
“By the way, there’s a game of hunting tomorrow, and I’m so
tired I can’t sleep.”
In a hunting contest, it looked like they were going to catch a
fox that had reproduced large enough to disturb the
ecosystem.
Most of the participants in the hunting competition were
young men, and they offered their prey to a young girl they
liked.
The fact that if they receive many prey as a gift means that
they have established good relationships and virtues.
“An event that I had absolutely nothing to do with.”
There were only rumors that I had made a laughing stock of a
man who had come to confess his feelings (I expect Luis
Gargiel), and I had no expectations because I could not
remember being nice to young men.
'Uh. Isidore will give me one.’
I quietly closed my eyes, and remembered Isidor’s gentle
face, which had given me a friendly smile all through my first
appearance.
CHAPTER 162
“I wanted to give my sister a fox too…”
I closed my mouth when I saw Enrique who was depressed
because he was young and unable to attend my debut, not
having the qualifications to participate in the hunting
competition, he looked like a little kitten with drooping ears.
“Enrique, I am so proud of you. Your sincerity is enough. ”
“My sister….”
As I stroked his hair, Enrique grabbed my waist tightly like an
idiot.
“If you grow up, can you catch more little foxes? I will eat
strawberry dessert at home.”
“Yes, I am the best at arrow magic!”
Bellerick, perhaps about to go to the hunting contest in a
hunting suit, passed by with a venomous smile and Enrique
furiously raised his eyes.
I thought he looked like he was going to cry. I stroked his soft
silver hair.
Enrique escorted me to the carriage with his little hands like a
chaperone, and after a while. The carriage procession carrying
me, Bellerick, and Rosade set off for the Imperial Castle.
The hunting competition was held in the Lorraine Forest,
named after the first emperor.
In a large tent pitched in front of the forest, there was a table
for girls who had not gone hunting, and hounds trained for fox
hunting were hovering nearby.
After a while, the riders began to appear one after another
with the horses. The moment Isidore appeared, exclamations
broke out everywhere.
His slender body, which was dressed in a long navy blue
hunting coat, was even more prominent, the wind stirred his
gleaming golden bangs, giving him a more youthful
appearance than usual.
“The Duke of Visconti gets more beautiful every day.”
“The young men who saw him at the incense ceremony said
that it was as if an angel had descended.”
“By the way, I know he doesn’t usually communicate with
others.”
“What could be the reason?”
“Maybe he’s going to hunt this time. Because of Princess
Deborah…?”
“Koooh! Your voice is loud.”
‘Yes, your voice is loud.’
Isidore’s appearance increased the number of people who
looked at me.
And as if leading the rumor, Isidore, who was with the crown
prince, dismounted from his new horse and rode towards the
place where I was sitting.
“You are beautiful today too, princess.”
he said with a smile.
Seeing me frozen by the enraptured gaze, I heard a whisper
that I was also as cold as Seymour.
'it’s not like that.’
T: (I love this misunderstanding)
“Please wish me well so that I can catch a lot of foxes.”
“don’t get hurt”
I said honestly. When I remembered the day Isidore’s ribs
were broken, even when I was asleep, my stomach ached.
“I will follow your request, my queen.”
As he pressed his lips to the back of my hand, I heard sobs
and screams from everywhere.
Meanwhile, I was embarrassed to be called my queen.
The young lady who received the most prey is called the
'Harvest Queen’, so Isidor’s words made me feel embarrassed.
Because there seems to be no one else. Except Isidor will give
me a fox.
'Seniors like my father don’t participate in hunting, and
Bellerick and Rosade will hunt without mercy, so skip
them…’
“Foxes, I’ll get a lot of them.”
Soon, the horn sounded, signaling the start of the hunting
competition.
Glancing in the direction of his disappearance, I fiddled with
the burning back of my hand.
Even then, I didn’t expect that the talk of fox hunting would
last for so long in the empire.
****
The gray fox in the Lorraine Forest was as ferocious as a wild
beast. Therefore, the young people who participated in the
competition put together a team of close friends and walked
around the hunting grounds with trained hounds in the lead.
T:(hounds =Mean=Hunting dogs)
This is because if you are careless, you may have an accident
falling off the horse because of a suddenly jumping fox, and it
is better to catch the fox with trained hounds and handle them
together than to hunt alone.
“But, why aren’t there foxes?”
The dog that was roaming in the bushes barked while
someone muttered in a discontented tone.
“Oh, I guess it should be there.”
“Let’s go.”
However, the only thing the youth found was a fox carcass for
camouflage.
“Did I make a mistake again?”
“They say there are so many foxes destroying private homes
and farmhouses, why can’t I see how many of them?”
““Of course because. The Duke of Visconti has hunted all the
foxes here.”
Terry, who was lying on the nearby lakeshore, approached
and explained the situation.
"Mr. Terry. what does that mean?”
“The deputy commander of the White Knights intended to
make Princess Deborah the queen. When he attacked with
magic, a group of foxes were annihilated in just four
seconds.”
Terry said with a cool look, and their eyes opened as they
screamed.
“As expected, a magical swordsman…”
“By the way, Mr. Terry caught three of them.”
Envy flashes on the faces of the young guys who have not yet
caught a single fox.
The youths only cut off the tails of the foxes they had caught
and presented to their beloved. Terry had three tails hanging
on his waist.
“This is because I was hunting while avoiding the places the
Duke of Visconti went to.”
“…By the way Sir Terry, to whom do you intend to give the
fox-tail?”
“If Sir Henry tells me first, I will tell you.”
“Oh, I was going to give it to Mia Binoche.”
“she. Do you have a crush on this young lady?”
Terry climbed into the saddle, sat on it and asked.
“Since she saved countless lives. Is it not reasonable to give
her the foxes in order to thank her?”
At Henry’s answer, Terry snorted internally.
'It’s not funny at all. Instead, it is for the benefit of the Senate.
The Senate did not want to raise the status of Seymour and
Visconti, who were actively playing one-sided during the
incense ceremony, so they joined the temple and glorified
Mia, trying to keep these two families under control.
"There is something strange about the Saint.”
Terry muttered as he stared into his eyes.
“What do you mean by strange?”
“That woman, when a demon appeared in the Heaven’s
Forest, she froze like a coward. I thought she would display
amazing divine power because she was highly praised for
being a sanctuary in the temple, but I was disappointed.“
"Is this correct?”
“Yes, it was Princess Deborah’s Knight of the Templars who
saved my mother and defeated the demons. I can’t believe
Mia Binoche showed so much strength while incense.“
"Sir Terry. It’s a divine power confirmed by the cardinal, isn’t
it a bit dangerous to say something like that?”
“No. not at all.”
was then. Suddenly another voice broke out.
‌“No one there saw Mia Binoche use divine power personally.
The entire area was covered in a black mist.“
During the conversation the crown prince appeared and all the
young men dismounted from their horses and knelt.
“I see your highness the crown prince.”
“Hmm. Looks like you haven’t caught a single fox. Do you
have time to chat here? Then will you come back empty-
handed?”
As the crown prince had five fox tails on his waist, the young
men climbed onto their horses with a proud, wounded face.
“Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Then we will
see you again with our prey.”
Swallowing their anger because they were in front of the royal
family, they mounted their horses and galloped straight into
the woods, Terry sticking out his tongue in a pitiful tone.
“Heh. You don’t have to go that way…the bad choice.”
"Why?”
“Because two equal beasts also interfered with Isidore.”
Terry clicked his tongue sadly because the place he was going
to was home to the Seymour twins, who were killing foxes
competitively.
****
“No, what the hell is this?”
Isidor smiled sweetly and waved his hands, with a thick pile
of gray hair fluttering behind him.
There wasn’t even a little girl who envied me because it was
too much.
Everyone was amazed, doubting their eyes.
'Won’t I end up with the title of Queen like this?’
The twins simultaneously arrived at the corner of Isidor’s
group.
“Damn it, I’ve caught fewer foxes than the Duke of Visconti!”
Belleric muttered a bitter look, counting with his eyes the fox-
tails that were piled upon Isidore’s chariot.
Rosade was gritting his teeth as he watched Bellerick like this.
“Well, if you weren’t following me around, I would have
picked up twice as much now.”
“You who come to me like a snake cub wherever I stand and
steal all the foxes.”
T: (I think he means a child or a young snake)
“Snake cub? Speak to your elder brother with respect.”
“Do you want to be treated like a big brother when you were
born ten minutes before me? You dumb kid.”
The number of foxes behind the bargaining infantile twins
wasn’t bad either.
'What the hell did the foxes do to the three of them in their
previous lives…’
While I sat in a daze, thinking that it would be enough for me
to make a dozen fur coats with only the tail, a long trumpet
sound echoed through the woods, signaling the end of the
hunt.
With their tails gathered, the young men began to appear one
by one, and each began to present the caught fox to the person
he liked.
"Take it. Everything belongs to the princess.”
Isidor offered the tail of a whole fox he had caught, and I
answered him with a puzzled reply as I brushed the fur from
his shoulder.
"Thank you.”
Now everyone’s attention has turned to the twins. Depending
on the twins’ choices, he could have been a sensation.
'Who are you two going to give it to?’
“Deborah, why don’t you take it?”
“If Bellerick and I gather our spoils, there will be more foxes
than the Duke of Visconti.”
'Why has it suddenly become a family rivalry?’
Even Terry and the Crown Prince gave their tails to me.
'Am I really going to win?’
Several contest judges came up to me and started counting the
tails accumulated in front of me, and suddenly I was the girl
who had received the most foxes in the history of the empire.
CHAPTER 163
Rumors that Princess Deborah had received an unprecedented
number of preys caused another uproar in the social circle.
‘Harvest Queen’ is a title held by a young woman who has
wide connections with people and has many virtues…but is
that okay with me?’
Isn’t quality supposed to be better than quantity? If you catch
a hundred lizards, one dragon is a hundred times better than
them.”
“Visconti, Orgo (Terry), Crown Prince… Now that I think
about it, there is no room for comment.”
After she successfully completes her debut and becomes the
Queen of the Hunt, wherever she goes, it’s just about Princess
Deborah.
Most of them have positive reviews.
It made the fourth queen angry.
“What the hell are you doing?”
Damn!
With a hoarse screaming sound, the soft face of Marquis
François, maintained by black magic, had cracks.
The Fourth Queen, unable to control her anger, slapped him
on the cheek.
“Why are all my subordinates acting so stupid together! From
the temple to the senate, they are pushing Mia as a saint, so
why is it so difficult to make her the heroine of the appearance
party?”
Marquis François, he fell down with a little shudder.
Black magicians were ranked according to the strength and
the demon they contracted with, and they fearfully obeyed the
high-ranking demon summoner’s instinct.
“I’m really sorry.”
“Don’t talk too much and tell me what to do. You haven’t
forgotten the end of Lady Ophelia, have you?”
François, looking at the small altar stained with dark red
blood, shook his head vigorously.
'What should I do?’
The festival of thanksgiving was approaching.
It was difficult for Mia, who had risen like a ruler (god), to be
pushed and buried by Princess Deborah without meeting the
expectations of the central social circle.
Damn it, Princess Seymour gets in the way of everything. It’s
the obstacle that destroys everything…’
The sweaty Marquis suddenly raised his head and opened his
mouth.
“But Mia still has a weapon that Princess Deborah doesn’t.”
“What is it?”
“It is the support of the people.”
“So?”
“It is true that it is difficult to ignore the humble (public)
things when their voices are raised. Even the crown prince has
been affected by rumors that he is having bad luck.”
The Marquis’ eyes shone sharply.
“How about a picture like this… A simple and friendly saint
is completely different from the noble and cold Princess?”
Even if it is obvious. And frankly, if you create a
confrontational composition and instill a sense of belonging
and animosity at the same time, the fools will start to
empathize.
The princess was known to be very picky, so it was easy to
stir her up.
Moreover, the timing is good. Thanksgiving festival is the
time when high officials come to take care of people’s
livelihood. They can also let Mia know about her dedication
and service to people.
It will be a bonus if high-ranking officials give it a positive
assessment, relaying public opinion on it.
“This is your last chance. You should succeed this time. I
don’t have much patience.”
“Yes ma'am.”
François thought it was simple.
Just like the last time, when she showed her divine power in
front of the bishop.
But Marquis François hit a snag before he could carry out his
plan.
This is due to the unexpected move of Princess Deborah.
“Damn it! What is the Armand Foundation?!”
“What are they doing?”
watching the crowded sight of the villagers, asked the Chief
Minister, who had left his post with his followers to inspect
the livelihood of the villagers.
“I will check and come back. Sir.”
After some time, he informed the follower who understood
the situation.
“It appears that the Armand Foundation donates high-quality
tea leaves.”
“If it’s Armand, isn’t it the pastry shop at the west gate?
When I get tired of work, I’d stop there for a cup of coffee.”
The Prime Minister and his aide stopped by Armand’s
occasionally when they were walking.
“Are they going to donate there?”
“Yes, the staff distributes bags of tea leaves, and the villagers
are delighted to be able to drink the fragrant tea.”
Although there are many cases of grain being released as
demand in the country, there are hardly any examples of
distribution of tea leaves, which are classified as luxury
goods.
Meanwhile, it was everyone’s favorite tea, and was perceived
as a Thanksgiving gift because it was tied with a ribbon and
wrapped beautifully.
Meanwhile, there were many areas with a gloomy atmosphere
when they went out to patrol, but this place was very lively.
“They’re doing a great job. I mean the donation business.”
That was when the Prime Minister had a happy face.
In the distance, a man hurriedly ran.
The administrative official who had allowed Armand to
donate the tea leaves, appeared in a hurry after hearing that
the Prime Minister had come.
“I see the great prime minister.”
“I’ve been watching the spectacle of meaningful sharing with
people with pride. Who is the owner of the pinnacle shop
running Armand? I want to congratulate him for his hard
work.”
When he thought that Armand’s owner must be a respectable
middle-aged merchant, the official opened his mouth.
“It’s Princess Deborah.”
‌
“Hmm?”
‌
Having faced many tasks during the festival of thanksgiving,
he had no idea what happened on the day of the apparition.
‌
A second later, his eyes widened.
‌
“Princess… Seymour? Did I hear right?”
‌
The prime minister asked repeatedly, barely swallowing the
word, and the official replied again.
‌
“Yes sir. Princess Deborah manages Armand.”
‌
“Isn’t Princess Deborah the famous daughter of the Duke of
Seymour?”
‌
“Everyone was surprised. Even Duke Seymour who seemed
to have found out so late. The more I thought about it, the
more amazing she was. It’s amazing that she has such a big
store at such a young age, but she does so many great things
like; last summer.” The reason why the Marquis of Devion
actively promoted the construction of the East Gate Clock
Tower was because he had already received a commitment
from the princess to donate public facilities.”
‌
“Huh. I see. After all, she’s from Seymour…”
‌
The Prime Minister stuck out his tongue, astonished by the
reflex on the back of his head.
‌
After that, the prime minister watched the scene of the
Armand Foundation’s charity event three times.
‌
“How many gold coins does she have to handle that many
donations? That’s amazing.”
‌
“I am touched. Princess Deborah has true patriotic feelings.
She is a role model for young nobles. I hope many people
know about this.”
‌
The Prime Minister said with a very stern face.
‌
During the Thanksgiving season, there were many gatherings
and events, so there were many people who passed on the
words of the Prime Minister, and the donation activities of the
Armand Foundation spread rapidly.
‌
‌
I had been training in the fact that if I did something well, I
had to brag about it for a long time.
‌
“My social image improvement is going very well.”
‌
[T/N: She meant to correct the wrong thoughts about her]
‌
‌
From the daughter of a foolish duke to a wealthy CEO
practicing the obligation of the nobility.
‌
'not bad.’
‌
The reason why I scheduled the time to reveal that I am the
owner of Armand. The day of the apparition event is that I
wanted to attract the Marquis of Divion, but above all, it was
because of the apparition ceremony and festival of
thanksgiving.
‌
“Are high-ranking people personally taking a tour to check
people’s livelihood on Thanksgiving Day?”
‌
“It is the best time to promote the good deeds of the chiefs.”
‌
Isidor said softly.
‌
Since I decided to apply as a High Noble, I invested a lot of
money in this charitable campaign because I wanted to create
an image of running a good company that contributes to the
local community.
‌
And I commanded him to donate every step he took.’
‌
I was playing with Enrique in the room, thinking he would do
well on his own (Isidore), and putting all my fears aside.
‌
I heard a knock, and suddenly the servants left a mountain of
letters on my table.
‌
Meanwhile, most of the letters I received were about
invitations to formal lectures, so I felt very embarrassed.
‌
“Is it all your letters?”
‌
“….it seems so.”
‌
“As expected, you are the most wonderful person in the
world!”
‌
Enrique’s eyes flashed at the invitations piling up in front of
me, and I picked out one of the letters and opened it.
‌
〈I heard that Princess Deborah was using the Academy’s
scholarship for the Children’s Education Foundation. I want
to have a productive conversation with the princess. If you
have time, I’d like to have a tea party…⟩
‌
After reading all the letters of invitation to the meeting, I put
the letter on the table.
‌
'It seems rumors have spread that I donated an academic
scholarship.’
‌
It was a favorable rumor that raised my status and
strengthened my position.
‌
However, the celebration of the Thanksgiving Festival was
not over yet, and it was surprising that rumors spread so
quickly in social circles.
‌
'I have to brag a lot.’
‌
“Sister, I will go.”
‌
Enrique got up, probably thinking that I’d be busy reading all
the letters and writing replies, and I messed up his silver hair a
little.
‌
“I wanted to eat cake while playing with Enrique.”
‌
“…Actually, I also want to eat cake with my sister, too.”
‌
Enrique shyly sat down again and the chess game began
again.
‌
I could not focus on the game of chess and fell into thoughts
while holding the white elephant piece. (The elephant piece is
related to chess)
‌
The fact that the rift was linked to Mia Binoche, it became
clear. By attacking the Duchess of Urgo…’
‌
I moved the elephant and dropped the rider who looked like a
piece of horse.
‌
“If there is a purpose, there must be an existence that creates
rifts.”
‌
What is the reason for making Mia Binoche the hero of the
stage even by not stopping the plan and the rift?
‌
'The reason why a black magician kidnapped a child with
divine power is because it would be difficult if there were two
heroes claiming to be saints?’
‌
My guess is that the existence that caused the rift is the black
magician, but I don’t know why they’re trying to create a saint
who’s the opposite of a demon.
‌
While I was furrowing my eyebrows because I couldn’t see
the piece well, Enrique took the cake with his little hand and
put it in my mouth.
‌
My heart was heavy with the speculations running through my
head, but I felt a little better with sweet whipped cream.
‌
“For now, let’s wrap up the Thanksgiving celebration well.”
‌
With the imperial party tomorrow, the Thanksgiving Festival
celebration comes to an end.
‌
And as promised, the next day Isidor came to Seymour’s
house to see me off.
‌
“The accompaniment at the festival of thanksgiving. It can
also be done by families….”
‌
I left behind Seymour’s grumbling men with dissatisfied
faces.
I set out for the imperial castle.
CHAPTER 164

Unlike other imperial parties, the Festival of Thanksgiving

was the largest size of the parties held that year, with many
nobles invited.
‌
It was also a place where you could see all the famous people,
royals and heads of noble families who were relatively
familiar with foreign aristocrats.
‌
‘It’s the Visconti family’s carriage.’
‌
From the moment the carriage bearing Visconti’s seal
appeared, the air changed subtly, and the nobles around them
muttered with flushed faces.
‌
The door opened, and the youngest and most beautiful duke in
the empire got out of the carriage.
‌
It was Princess Deborah who came down holding his hand in
white gloves.
‌
With her dreamy purple hair twisted and tied high, she looked
like a sharp sword.
‌
The local lords and nobles, who were slow to hear news of the
socialite, kicked their tongues when they saw the princess’
gloomy expression in contrast to Isidore’s gentle smile.
‌
“Oh, that arrogance still remains.”
‌
“Be careful what you say, Count.”
‌
“The story we’re talking about is only between us. Will
Princess Seymour, who is so snooty there, hear it?”
‌
The princess’ snooty demeanor and extravagant accessories
were bouncing up and down like chewing popcorn in people’s
mouths, so it made no difference no matter what anyone
added, if public opinion spoke of her.
‌
This year, instead of making a fuss, unleash a neutral,
sarcastic vibe.
‌
“Seymour’s foolishness is a thing of the past.”
‌
“what does that mean?”
‌
“Princess Deborah’s situation has changed. The princess was
the hero this year…but I think you said something like that
because you didn’t hear about it.”
‌
“Hmmm. Since I see the changes in the family….”
‌
“It is said that Seymour’s successors collected gray foxes to
make Princess Deborah the queen of the hunting contest.”
‌
“……..”
‌
“If you get your mouth wrong, your family can be shattered,
so keep your mouth shut.”
‌
Even if you pretended to agree and keep your mouth shut,
there were some people who wondered if it was an
exaggerated rumor. This is because it is not easy to get rid of
prejudices that are already deeply rooted.
‌
But there was a shocking scene when the Prime Minister and
his wife approached the Princess first from the banquet hall.
‌
Since there weren’t many cases where an old official and a
high-ranking official spoke to a young woman first, there
were many eyes full of astonishment that were attracted there.
‌
“The Prime Minister seems happy…”
‌
“I heard that the Prime Minister often visits the store run by
the Princess.”
‌
As the outspoken prime minister smiles broadly as he speaks
to the princess, there is a moment of confusion.
‌
Soon enough, high-profile bureaucrats surrounded Princess
Deborah to build relationships with her, making it difficult to
even see the princess’s purple hair.
‌
And that was just the beginning.
‌
Hmm. Today’s party is tough. The rhythms are very fast.’
‌
“Hmmm, I’m thirsty. Shall we go get some champagne?”
‌
“Yes! Let’s do it, lady.”
‌
The Imperial Orchestra received a song arranged by the most
famous composers every year, but the score containing the
easy dance songs was inadvertently mixed with the difficult
dance songs, and the shocked nobles were embarrassed by the
dance.
‌
The nobles secretly retreated as their steps intertwined while
dancing in the middle of the banquet hall.
‌
No, what if everyone goes? His Majesty the Emperor is
watching from above….’
‌
The hall’s management minister and supervisor feared that the
hall would already be empty at this rate. But after a while he
opened his mouth wide at the scene that unfolded before him.
‌
Until now, Princess Deborah’s dancing skills were not well
known because she had no partners to deal with.
‌
Since the Duke of Visconti became the flower of the year, the
dancing skills that the princess showed during the Spring
Flower Festival were buried. Today, most people know that
she is a professional dancer.
‌[T/N: In the flower festival, I expect Deborah was a failure at
that time in dancing].
‌
“Gosh.”
‌
“Wonderful….”
‌
“They are so beautiful. They are like a white swan and a black
swan going together.”
‌
Of course, the Black Swan was the princess.
‌
The princess who took graceful restrained steps to the fast
paced and the duke who skillfully led her, the nobles forgot to
speak and watched the scene admiringly as if they were
watching a show.
‌
****
“Wow…if I hadn’t practiced the dance beforehand, I would
have been in big trouble.”
I also practiced this kind of quick dance song a few times
because the dance teacher made me make progress as eagerly
as someone who doesn’t know the word “tough.”
‌
However, no matter how agile I am, if I didn’t match Isidore
beforehand, our steps would probably have intertwined and
we would have fallen together.
‌
“Wah.”
‌
As expected, the imperial party is of a high level.
Aside from being difficult, dancing is fun.
‌
I was dancing frantically, engrossed in the other person’s
breathing, the heat of the hands holding mine tightly, the
strange pleasure when our bodies moved in time, I breathed
deeply as soon as the music ended. Isidore smiled charmingly
as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
‌
“Dancing seems worth it…”
‌
At my hum, Isidore quietly rolled his eyes.
‌
“Is it just worthwhile? Everyone is paying attention to you.”
‌
‌
“Hmm?”
‌
‌
In hindsight, I realized that there weren’t many people in the
middle of the hall. It was as if Isidor and I had a solo
performance.
‌
'W-what….’
‌
“Well done!”
‌
“It went really well. The dancing was great.”
‌
After a moment of silence, the nobles around me started to
clap loudly, and I felt an embarrassment at the back of my
neck.
‌
“Why they do that?”
“thanks for that .That’s good for me”
Isidor gently kissed my cheek, and I gently rubbed his hand.
‌
“I don’t want to dance with someone I don’t know well, can
I?”
‌
It is not polite to monopolize one partner and refuse another
young man’s dance, but I had no good manners originally.
‌
“Okay. I must be an uncommon person.”
‌
At that time, the Crown Prince and Fifth Princess approached
and startled me.
‌
“I see the crown prince.”
‌
“I enjoyed your dancing with the Duke of Visconti.”
‌
“It was like seeing a butterfly fluttering in the night sky.”
‌
I was embarrassed by the Fifth Princess who was cheering me
on.
‌
“I want to ask the princess for a dance, but my relationship
with my close friends is also important, so I’ll just leave my
word for it.”
‌
After speaking gently, he walked in the direction where the
senators were standing.
‌
Before the next song started, the crown prince unexpectedly
asked Mia Binoche to dance, and she made eye contact with
the third prince who was accompanying Mia.
‌
The third prince. He came to save Mia when a demon
appeared in the Heaven’s Forest.
‌
The person behind the middle of the novel seems to be the
third prince.
Is their relationship going well, unlike the rest of the other
fish?’
T: (I think everyone knows the meaning here. That bi*ch had
many fish in the original story)
‌
Unbeknownst to me, I was facing the Third Prince, but Isidor
suddenly blocked my vision.
‌
“Why don’t we go out on the balcony to get some fresh air?”
‌
“Definitely.”
‌
I looked over to the side where Mia Binoche and the crown
prince were for a moment, then walked towards the balcony.
‌
‌
Even in Mia’s eyes, Princess Deborah’s dance was so
dazzling that she couldn’t take her eyes off her, so her
stomach turned upside down.
‌
“Princess Seymour must have had all kinds of good dance
teachers from childhood.” Unlike me, fallen noble….’
‌
Mia, who was intoxicated with her ego, being surrounded by
people praising her as a saint, felt her being pushed down
again.
‌
I should have practiced dancing more. Even if you don’t know
much about etiquette.
‌
As she bit her lips anxiously, a young man who was close to
Terry approached her.
‌
“Dear Mia. I have heard so much about your noble divine
powers.”
‌
“Thank you.”
‌
“You’re humble, aren’t you? But I have a question. Why
didn’t you use your strength to defeat the black fog when the
demon appeared in the Heaven’s Forest?”
‌
Mia pulled the fan against her pale face.
‌
She poured holy blood into the wound for Lucifer to absorb
before the power could be damaged, and healed the wound by
touching the affected area. Most priests expended their divine
power in this way and were never suspected.
‌
“Well, that kind of strength isn’t something you can use
often.”
‌
“Hmmm….that’s right.”
‌
“After all, as Sir Terry said, that is too much for a saint….”
‌
Are the rumors exaggerated?
‌
I hear them grumbling behind me.
‌
She was hoping that the third prince at her side would help
her, but he was focused on watching the princess dance, and
after watching the dance, his attitude was gloomy.
‌
was then.
‌
The crown prince approached and asked Mia to dance.
CHAPTER 165

Since it was an unexpected suggestion, Mia’s big eyes slowly

retracted as she looked at the crown prince who was holding
his hand.
‌
It was an honor to have a dance with the crown prince, so the
noble girls were very moved.
‌
It was the same look I had when I was with Philap Montez.
‌
From a certain moment on, she felt a strange sense of
superiority while pretending to be a saint.
‌
“I couldn’t help but ask you to dance with me, since everyone
said you were a saint.”
‌
The Crown Prince said with his unique face.
‌
“By the way, the more I thought about it, the more amazing it
was. Since you’re not an official priestess, you must have
been far away from the altar that was attacked by the demons,
but your divine power reaches far, far away.”
‌
“Even I who have shown it think it a miracle that I wield such
power. It must be arranged by the grace of the ruler.”
‌
“I see.”
‌
The prince looked at Mia with a strange face.
‌
He believed that the original source of divine power must be
on the side of the altar, but she did not disprove the fact that
she was far away.
‌
‌
On the other hand, Mia, who was concentrating on dancing
while feeling a sense of exaltation, turned around and felt an
afterthought of the prince’s show.
‌
“Do you have evidence of the power of divinity?”
‌
Mia wriggled her foot as if she was numb.
‌
“…Alright. I was wondering if the atmosphere that was
stagnant because of the rifts would improve if you
redistributed the strength you showed in the Incense
Ceremony in front of everyone.”
‌
“Thanks for the good suggestion, but I lack a lot. That
power… requires a lot of holy power, so I can’t use it often.”
‌
Mia said urgently because Marquis François had said
repeatedly that collecting sacred blood was not easy.
‌
“You are a saint, but does that mean that you cannot use
strength when you want to use it?”
‌
Mia swallowed dry saliva upon hearing a voice that seemed to
criticize.
‌
“The healing power can be used at any time.” (mia)
‌
“I think that’s what other priests do, too.” (Crown)
‌
‘Am I done?’
‌
Mia couldn’t do anything about her hard lips.
‌
How difficult it is to deal with filthy, bleeding patients, but
who else would do such a thing?
‌
“Well, I’m very aware of your good deeds. Because of the
black fog, there are many nobles who haven’t seen your
strength, and there are many doubters, so I’m just trying to
create an opportunity. Tell me when you’re ready.”
‌
“yes….”
‌
Suddenly, the soft melody of the orchestra ended, and Mia
looked at the prince’s back with her face turning pale.
‌
Her stomach hurts.
‌
There was an illusion that the young man who had spoken to
her earlier, as well as the nobles around her, were arguing
about whether or not she was a saint.
‌
She grabbed her dress with her trembling hands, as if it was
about to fall off.
‌
‌
***
‌
‌
The balcony of the imperial palace shimmered as if it was
strewn with stars due to the white lights tightly interwoven
with small magic stones enchanted by the illumination.
‌
I walked along the porch path with Isidore, looking at the
ornaments placed everywhere, and went out towards the
garden.
‌
There was a large fountain in front of the ballroom, and the
nobles who were walking around to see the garden that was
only open during the Thanksgiving Festival, could be seen
everywhere.
‌
Mostly, they were a couple of men and women who seemed to
be married or lovers.
‌
“It’s the perfect place for a date.”
‌
“Do you want to go there?”
‌
‌
He carefully clasped my hands and I held his hand as I
swallowed a slightly upward smile.
‌
I’ve been busy preparing for my first time so I haven’t had
many opportunities to enjoy even a normal walk like this.
‌
While I was walking through the garden maze, I heard a voice
from somewhere.
‌
“Do you want to use the shop that Princess Deborah uses?”
‌
“Yes. Make good use of your personal relationships.”
‌
“Honey. Princess Deborah’s outfit isn’t something anyone can
use…arg! I’m just kidding! Kidding! By the way, has it
become so popular that you want to continue with princess
outfits?”
‌
The man hastily changed the subject.
‌
“Until last year, the social world didn’t care what Princess
Deborah was wearing, but it’s different these days. Even me,
who used to think of Princess Deborah as snooty, feels proud
and sophisticated.”
‌
“In my experience, people don’t change that much. What
happened to Princess Deborah?”
‌
“Maybe… because of the Duke of Visconti?”
‌
“Maybe. I’ve changed because of my dear, too.”
T: ( my dear or Darling or ….It has many synonyms . But I
will use darling because it is the closest )
I could enter the garden no further, and turned back due to the
friendly conversations which were continually ringing in my
ears though I was not particularly curious.
‌
Meanwhile, Isidor followed me with a more serious face
unlike when we first entered here.
‌
“What is the matter?”
‌
“Now that I think about it, the Princess and I seem to call each
other harsh.”
‌
He must have been obsessed with the word “darling” the
couple were saying.
‌
“…I’m fine, though.”
‌
My dear, I thought my tongue would goosebumps the moment
I put that word in my mouth, but it doesn’t seem like a
problem to Isidor.
‌
He opened his mouth as he looked at me and his eyes were
moist like dewy roses.
‌
“Why is my darling so beautiful? It makes me nervous.”
“Please….”
‌
Surprisingly, instead of getting goosebumps when he said
that, it was as simple as the actor dubbed him the master of
romance.
‌
This face is the one who did it all.
It’s worth listening to Isidor, but the trouble is, he’s wagging
his tail like a fox, hoping I’ll spit out those snarky words.
“Please do it for me too, honey.”
‌
“…I’m not good at that.”
‌
“My darling is beautiful and gentle that way too.”
“Oh, please. Stop!”
‌
I slapped him on the shoulder like stroking a fly, and he
continued to say honey with a happy face while being
smacked.
‌
“I think I go crazy sometimes because I love you. Am I a
weirdo?”
‌
“I could get a star for you if it was for you.”
All of his statements were frightening.
‌
Oh, this cunning snake was enjoying my reaction just by
looking at it.’
Suddenly, realizing I was being twisted by Isidore’s pace, I
felt an upset stomach, so I grabbed his arms and licked my
lips.
‌
“right Now…..”
‌
“?”
‌
Isidore’s curious look pierced as if he didn’t really know what
I was going to say.
‌
“Darling…I like you.”
‌
When I let out my soft voice and had barely finished
speaking, the strength of his touching arm trembled.
‌
Then suddenly he pulled me hard and hugged me and kissed
my lips several times.
When I pushed him away because I was worried about the
fact that it was a place for people to go, he let out a sigh, and
rubbed my cheek roughly.
‌
“It was a very dangerous thing. That name.”
‌
“……..”
‌
“I can’t do that outside.”
‌
“I wouldn’t do it indoors, either.”
‌
“However, once a month at least….”
‌
I only went out to cool the heat that had risen because of the
dance, but I returned to the banquet hall thinking it was
getting too hot because of Isidore, and we encountered the
crown prince who was approaching us.
‌
“Duke Visconti”.
‌
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
‌
“I have something to tell you.”
‌
While I was left alone for a moment, the Third Prince
approached me.
‌
His partner, Mia, was alone the whole time and I was looking
at him suspiciously.
‌
“I don’t even have wine in my hand, so why are you looking
at me with such a wary eye? I saw you dancing so well.
Princess Deborah. That’s wonderful.”
‌
“It’s because my partner was so good. Most guys would walk
away from the arena without even trying.”
‌
As a reminder of the unpleasant incident where he spilled
wine on my skirt, I brought up the incident of him evading the
duel with Isidore.
‌
As if he didn’t understand, the Third Prince smiled.
“Humblely. I hope I will have the chance to try it next time.”
‌
The third prince made a sound that I didn’t know if he was
speaking nonsense or was serious, and he walked over to the
other little girl and I felt uncomfortable, I turned around
watching him flirt.
***
‌
‌
The party entered the second half, and Isidor and I left the
banquet hall just in time.
‌
He accompanied me to take me back to Seymour’s house, and
began talking secretly as soon as he got into the carriage.
‌
“Crown Prince Suspects Mia Binoche”.
‌
“……..”
‌
“Looks like he found something fishy. The crown prince has a
wild and sensitive sense of mana flow and human
appearance.”
‌
“… After all, she can’t fool everyone to the end.”
‌
Because it is not made by Mia.
‌
After a moment of hesitation, I spoke.
‌
‌
“I think there is a connection between Mia and the crack in
the septum.”
CHAPTER 166

After a moment of hesitation, I spoke. ‌‌“I think there is a

connection between Mia and the crack in the septum.”Isidore
listened attentively to what I said, which might sound absurd
in a way that suggested a connection between the saint and the
terrible rift.
‌
“The timing was always right, and after the rift, there was a
situation that would raise Mia’s profile.”
‌
At my words, he lightly rubbed his sharp chin.
‌
“Last winter, when Philap Montez visited the Temple of Pisc,
it meant that it was no coincidence that the rift occurred.”
‌
“yes.”
‌
The third generation Philape was a valuable and ancient noble
family and, unlike Isidore, was active in central social
activities.
‌
If she saved his life, she would be the one who could get the
most benefit in return.
‌
“Even when there was a crack in the Heaven’s Forest this
time, the Duchess of Urgo was injured, and if Mia had healed
her, she would have shone even more during her debut.”
‌
Isidore, who was silent, opened his mouth.
‌
“It’s a coincidence that the timing is so clever, but the
Princess’ older brother, Mr. Rosad, also managed to become a
war hero because of the rift. It’s hard to say Mia was the only
one who benefited.”
‌
“……”
‌
In the original work, Rosad did not have a weapon called the
Formula, but rather was indebted to Mia for a leg injury.
‌
By comparing the changed situation due to my intervention
with the original account, I gained confidence, but from
Isidore’s point of view my words would seem mere doubt.
‌
“Deborah”.
‌
He called my name lovingly as he licked his lips.
‌
“Is there any other reason you look so sure?”
‌
“……..”
‌
My stomach sank at Isidore’s sharp words.
‌
I thought I might have to tell my story when the topic came
up, but maybe I wanted to avoid revealing my secret.
Just as he hesitated for a long time to reveal the fact that he
was Mr. Master.
‌
“……..”
‌
As he hesitantly glanced at me as I gripped my tension-soaked
hand, he wiped the corner of my eye with the tip of his thumb.
‌
“I like the princess’s eyes. I wonder what she thinks of every
time I see her piercing gaze. I’m a selfish person to the core,
so I didn’t care what other people thought…”
‌
He spoke slowly.
‌
“At first, I was curious what you were thinking and what
secrets you had. I was proud of myself as a competent
detective, but the information I got and the princess I met in
reality were so different that my pride was hurt.”
‌
“……..”
‌
“But right now, it is not important to satisfy my curiosity. The
princess’ mood and happiness are more important than the
secrets you have. Even if you say you are a demon, I will trust
you as I do now, support you and love you passionately.”
‌
“….what if I say I am a demon.”
‌
It was so intense that I let out a chuckle without realizing it.
‌
“Since the princess is a demon, if your goal is to possess my
soul forever, that’s too tempting. Here, take my heart if you
feel better.”
‌
He said while raising my hand to his chest, so I sighed.
‌
How do I tell Isidor of the secret I have?
‌
This place was the world of the novel I saw, and if you
explain it directly, it seems that Isidore is just a character in
the novel, so I hesitated for a while.
‌
‘I can feel the warmth of the body temperature touching him,
and I can feel a tender heart, but it can’t be just a minor
character.’
‌
I also accepted this place where Isidore is my world, not my
only past life.
‌
I bit my lip for a moment.
‌
“I have memories… Naila . It’s been a long time since old
memories started to surface.”
‌
Isidore wasn’t surprised, as much as I said 'Dear’. It must be
because I saved him from a huge injury with divine power.
‌
“…the reincarnation of a saint”
‌
He muttered softly.
“Okay. People admired Naila as a great saint and goddess, but
she was just an ordinary person with powerful divine power.”
‌
On the contrary, she was always teased by a guy who looked
just like Isidore because she was immature and had no sense
when she was Yoon Do-hee.
‌
“And I… I saw not only the beginning of the foundation of
the empire, but also the future of the empire… I will tell you
more about this story later.”
‌
He could have been astonished at the absurdity of my words,
but his eyes were sincere.
‌
Perhaps Isidor has given me absolute confidence and faith in
the meantime, so little by little I tell him the secrets I have.
‌
“In the future I saw, Mia Binoche was summoned as the
reincarnation of a Saint, became Flower of the Year and was
chosen by the Marquise of Paslin as her consort. The rift
occurred somewhere other than in the Heavenly Forest.”
‌
“……..”
‌
“Perhaps to make Visconti and Paslin be indebted to her. Just
as I did to Montez.”
‌
“You mean she can manipulate the rift at someone’s will.”
‌
Isidor clicked his fingers with a serious face before opening
his mouth.
‌
“The black magicians who pretended to be priests. They were
so excited to find the saint that they kidnapped kids, but didn’t
harm Mia Binoche.”
‌
“This is correct.”
‌
“So I guessed there was something insidious about Mia
Binoche that had to do with black magicians behind it. But I
didn’t know she could even cause rifts.”
‌
Until now, the officials believed that the crack was caused by
the weakening of the barrier set up by the Governor, and tried
to repair the barrier.
‌
“…But, I can’t really see the black magicians’ purpose in
making Mia a saint. In fact, I haven’t seen the entire future
yet.”
‌
Why did the author not finish the story?
‌
I rubbed my eyes again while cursing the author, and Isidor
curled his lips sharply.
‌
“The things people do are always the same. Maybe the person
who benefits the most from making Mia Binoche a saint is
behind it.”
****
The day of Thanksgiving, the Empire’s biggest festival, has
come to an end, and the weather has begun to turn harshly
winter.
‌
“I’m sick of the cold.”
‌
Mia frowned, remembering Binoche’s old house, where the
clouds were thick.
‌
She wanted to put on a silver fox fur coat, but Mia, who wore
a shabby waterproof robe to appear simple and modest,
stopped by the orphanage she had visited in the past with a
priest appointed by the Marquis François.
‌
'Why do the nobles question me when I’m trying so hard?’
‌
After receiving suspicious looks from some of the nobles and
the crown prince at the party, Mia obsessively tried to show
good deeds.
‌
“As expected of Lady Mia. I believe you are an incarnation of
a Saint.”
‌
Her devotion was commended by the priest when she stopped
by the orphanage, but her satisfaction never rose.
‌
What made her feel good was not the praise of low and petty
things, but the envious look of the nobles who pretended to be
virtuous.
‌
“If you do good deeds, you can convert public opinion that
doubts you.”
‌
Remembering the words of the Marquis François, she smiled
sympathetically and handed the jewelry she had received from
the nobles to the head of the orphanage.
‌
“It’s small, but I hope it helps the kids.”
‌
“Oh my God! Lady Mia. I am so grateful for this, but a gift
like this is just too much.”
‌
The head of the orphanage waved his hand.
‌
“The Armand Foundation regularly sends a very large sum of
money. Since there is no shortage of orphanage expenses, I
hope Mia can use these beautiful jewels.”
‌
“If it’s Armand… isn’t it a shop run by Princess Deborah?”
‌
“That’s right. Starting with the senior scholarship she received
at the academy. Princess Deborah started sending a portion of
the shop’s proceeds as a monthly donation.”
‌
Even at this place, Princess Deborah’s name appeared, and
Mia’s expression hardened.
‌
“I had no idea Princess Deborah had done such an amazing
job sending donations”
‌
The Deputy Principal, who was passing by and tidying things
up, spoke up.
‌
“The rumor that she was an arrogant braggart was a lie.”
‌
“In addition to donations, they also sent toys and books that
are hard to find in a small town as Thanksgiving festival gifts.
There is Lady Mia, and many wonderful noble girls, so the
future of the empire is bright hehe.”
‌
On top of the orphanage director’s words, Mia felt a strange
sense of betrayal and bit her trembling lips.
‌
Seymour’s vicious woman, she was making a big fuss and had
a change of heart by saying that she had only offered a small
amount of money.
‌
Mia, who had a strange sense of superiority, suddenly felt
disgusted when she was being compared.
‌
“Miss Mia, I’ll see you in the carriage.”
‌
There was a cold expression on Mia’s face that he had never
seen before, so the director of the orphanage bit his lip
without saying a word.
‌
Mia, who had returned, was walking home and found the
Marquis François in front of the carriage.
‌
“Damn it! Things keep getting messy. More and more nobles
are suspicious of Mia, because Mia didn’t stupidly save the
Duchess in the Heaven’s Forest!”
‌
Marquis François scratched his soft face with an angry look.
‌
Since his boss wasn’t a very patient person, he felt a small
sense of fear. And he started to hurt himself.
‌
“Public opinion does not go as I want, and the Senate wants to
see the strength Mia showed at the incense ceremony. There is
obstacle after obstacle!”
‌
“Anyway, Mia Binoche has a good image. No, it’s even more
important to find the saint who appeared during the incense
ceremony.”
‌
'what?’
‌
This is not what the Fourth Queen did, it means that there is a
true saint…
‌
Mia held her breath with a shocked face.
CHAPTER 167

Mia’s face was so hard and sore that her lips hurt while
listening to their conversation, and the Marquis François and
Albert continued the conversation.
‌
“Marquis François. Don’t waste your money. On the play of
good Mia, let’s spend more on buying slaves who can’t leave
trouble behind even if we kill them. We need strength.
Whoever the saint is… we need strength to kill her…”
‌
The power to kill meant to dispose of property again by
purchasing slaves to be sacrificed as a ritual…
‌
Marquis François hesitated for a moment and Albert’s eyes
narrowed.
“Some nobles’ suspicions about Mia can be dealt with in
some way. You can also turn public opinion against Mia by
creating sympathy theories. But if a true saint appears, what
Mia is doing now is just a waste of time! You know?“
‌
Albert’s voice grew harsher and François bit his lips
nervously.
‌
“……….”
‌
“Marquis. The more difficult the situation, the more you
should capture and kill the Saint and offer her blood, so that
her anger on you will ease a bit.”
‌
"It’s not that I didn’t participate in the saint’s search. The
problem is that there is no one who could be the true saint in
the list of those who participated in the incense ceremony.
Albert, did you find some clues?”
‌
A heavy silence fell between them.
‌
it was then.
“I know who the saint is.”
‌
A quiet voice crossed between them.
‌
“Since when?”
“From a while.”
‌
“But what did you just say….”
“Wait! Mia Binoche, did I hear right? Do you know who the
Saint is?”
‌
Upon Albert’s urgent question, Mia nodded while biting her
lips.
‌
“I know.”
‌
Albert was inwardly surprised to see Mia’s eyes flashed with
strange heat.
‌
In the past, when he saw her doing good deeds from a
distance, he thought she was like a doll, but now he feels like
a completely different person.
‌
Marquis Francois, hastily grabbed her soft shoulders.
‌
“Who the hell is a saint?”
‌
“…. Deborah Seymour.”
T: F**k you B****
‌
Mia’s cold voice fell like glass that was barely hanging on the
edge of the corner and shattered.
‌
***
‌
“The saint who showed divine power at the incense ceremony
is Deborah Seymour?”
‌
“yes.”
‌
The Fourth Empress bent her body and looked closely at
Mia’s eyes, which had a menacing light like shards of broken
glass.
‌
Boldly, she didn’t avert her eyes, even though the fourth
queen revealed her strength like an evil spirit.
“Mia, you must be heartbroken. Didn’t you thank me for
arranging the ability for you?”
‌
She pressed Mia’s chapped lips, which were dripping with
blood.
‌
“But why are you suddenly so sure that Deborah Seymour is a
saint? You must give me a reason that I can understand.”
‌
Mia said without raising her eyes despite the pain.
‌
“At the party… the crown prince said that there was a
powerful demon in the middle of the altar. By chance, there
was Princess Deborah who was officiating the party with the
prince in the middle of the altar.”
‌
“Hmmm. Continue?”
‌
“More than anything else, Princess Deborah interrupted Your
Majesty’s plans in every way. As if she knew it in advance. Is
it really a coincidence that Princess Deborah’s knight
appeared and saved the Duchess at the time when there was a
crack in the Heaven’s Forest?”
‌
“……..”
‌
‌
“If a crack occurs, the saint who stopped the demons at the
incense ceremony must reveal her presence again, but the
saint who has wielded this power until now has had no news.
In addition to the princess who was an exaggerated evil
woman, it turns out that she is donating her scholarship.
Supreme and establish a foundation to help run the orphanage.
No matter how many times you look at it, it must be a Saint
Princess who appeared at the time of the Incense Ceremony!“
‌
Mia, who quickly finished her long words, panted heavily
with bloodshot eyes.
‌
"Mia. When the situation was different from what you
expected, you always reacted inflexibly when you were
pushed away. You don’t want to admit your own
imperfection, so you feel as if Princess Deborah interrupted
you in every way.”
‌
In a cold voice, Fourth Queen pushed Mia. who was staring
furiously.
‌
“More than anything else, Princess Deborah has a reputation
for being a fool. Lately, various things have dulled her past
actions, but can she really be called a saint?”
‌
“I’m sure! She sure is the Saint!”
‌
Mia said in a boiling voice.
‌
“Mia! Do you know what you’re talking about now?”
‌
“………”
‌
“You are asking me to kill Princess Seymour without any
apparent reason.”
‌
Mia groaned with a strangely twisted face at the question that
pierced her heart sharply.
‌
“I know!”
‌
In fact, Mia didn’t care if she was a true saint or not.
‌
“………”
‌
“Without her, I could do better.”
‌
The moment she saw the lowly people talking about Princess
Deborah, Mia felt a deep sense of killing desire.
‌
Deborah Seymour.
‌
A woman with an arrogant tone, who lives in her own way
and enjoys valuable and good things as if it were normal,
monopolizing the gaze of admiration, and easily objecting to
what Mia has earned.
‌
“…I wish she was dead… I want to kill her.”
‌
So, when Albert says the Saint must be caught and killed, Mia
feels a cruel impulse.
‌
“Ha-ha-ha-ha!”
‌
The moment she inadvertently muttered her true feelings,
which she had never aroused before, the Fourth Queen started
laughing out loud as if it was in fun.
‌
It was a strange sight, as if a demon was laughing and baring
its teeth, but Mia wasn’t afraid at all.
‌
The excruciating feeling of exhilaration she felt for the first
time made her heart beat so hard that her eardrums ached.
‌
“I just liked your good and pure appearance which reminded
me of a saint, but in fact you have a very crafty insides.”
‌
Mia was moving like a doll.
‌
She has been rationalizing to herself that she had no choice
but to participate in their plans, abetting the kidnapping and
killing of black magicians, and has treated herself as a victim,
masking her desire to rise above the fallen nobles.
‌
But not now.
‌
She wanted to get rid of all the annoying things that bothered
her eyes, like a princess, and to hold everything she wanted in
her hands.
‌
And the fourth queen felt happy for the first time in a long
time when Mia openly revealed her wishes.
‌
“You used me as bait to hunt down the True Saint, so do me a
favor this time!”
‌
“Ho ho ho. It’s your first time showing what you want. Yes,
you need that kind of ambition to make a difference.”
‌
“You mean you’re going to kill her?”
‌
The Fourth Queen narrowed her eyes.
‌
Killing Princess Seymour was no easy task, but Mia’s alibi
wasn’t all wrong.
‌
Deborah Seymour’s meddling kept her plans twisted, and she
was a thorn in her eyes.
‌
In addition, recently, there was an incident where a black
magician who had kidnapped children with divine powers
without them knowing, disappeared and was kidnapped by
mysterious men who hid their identity.
‌
‘So she deliberately hid that she is a saint…?’
‌
She opened her mouth as a thought suddenly crossed her
mind.
‌
“good.”
‌
The fourth queen said as she looked at Mia who couldn’t
control her joy.
‌
“I’ll kill Deborah Seymour all you want.”
‌
‌
***
‌
A very cold wind blew the bare tree hard, but I was stuck in
my room and did not have time to catch the cold.
‌
After the apparition ceremony was over, I had been resting for
a long time and was just lying in a warm blanket.
‌
“Sister, are you sick?”
‌
Enrique’s face was worried as he looked at me lying on the
bed every time he entered the room.
‌
“There is no fever…”
‌
Enrique tilted his head, and placed his little hand on my
forehead.
‌
“I’m not sick, but I’m doing my best to be lazy. Would you
like to sit down?”
‌
Enrique nodded, who lay next to me as if imitating me, fell
asleep shortly after, while listening to the rhythmic breathing
of the child I fell asleep.
‌
“It’s that dream again, no… Technically, it’s a memory, not a
dream.”
‌
The reason I fell asleep too was Nyla’s memories.
‌
“I don’t think I fell asleep because of this dream.”
‌
What’s interesting is that the more I recover my memories,
the more I get used to the divine power.
‌
“The more you grow, the stronger you become.”
Whenever Naila used divine power in a dream, I could
directly experience how to control the superpower.
‌
It was as if I had been learning to swim a long time ago.
‌
‌
Anyway, the situation in my dreams is getting more and more
messy.
‌
Naila, who left the desert with a man who looked like Isidore,
unloaded her luggage in a small village in the south, and was
attacked by a huge demon before she could even shake her
travel sickness.
‌
Due to the large number of people who were seriously
injured, Naila became busier.
‌
But, unexpectedly, it wasn’t the powerful demons who were
putting her in so much danger, but the slavers who were
targeting the saintess.
‌
-Kekeke, Saint, I can sell you to a high-ranking gentleman for
a high price.
However, before she can be dragged away, the man appears
like a magical genie, the man who wiped out the slavers in the
blink of an eye.
Your lord is a selfish bastard who tells you to save the lives of
others without giving you the strength to protect yourself. Or
were you pushed by your lord?
Don’t insult the ruler.
‌
- Don’t be foolish, think about protecting your body first. I’m
not a nanny and I can’t always be by your side.
‌
- I have weak physical skills and poor physical strength, so I
can’t handle weapons well. I envy your mighty strength too.
‌
Then the man looked at me with a hidden face.
‌
- In the ancient Thegian Empire, during the reign of Emperor
Silas, there was a priestess named 'Danai’.
danai.
‌
The moment I heard the name from the man’s mouth, I felt a
strong sense of déjà vu.
‌
[This book I dedicated to my dear Danai.]
‌
“This name is on top of the mana formula.”
‌
CHAPTER 168

Isidore jumped up from his seat and hurriedly shook the string
of the bell.
‌
“Miguel”.
‌
“Yes sir.”
‌
Miguel strained at Isidore’s expression more serious than
ever.
‌
“Prepare to welcome the guest. She is the most noble person
in the empire, so let’s make it incomparably more refined than
the last time the Crown Prince visited us. Also prepare a
welcome bouquet of flowers. Do you understand?”
‌
“Impossible… Your Majesty or the Pope, is coming?”
T: They say Your Majesty when mentioning the Emperor
‌
“Where do you keep thinking? Princess Deborah is coming.”
‌
Strictly speaking, she was the embodiment of a saint who had
the memory of the most beloved person in the empire. So it
wasn’t just a bean.
‌
(As mentioned earlier, the phrase “bean” here indicates that
love is blind, and a person’s eye is covered by a bean so that
the person cannot see the situation logically.)
‌
“….Ah, yes. I see.”
‌
However, Miguel, who didn’t know the inside story, struggled
to hide his feeling, and left.
‌
Isidor rushed into the dressing room, hastily flicking his arms,
which were stroking Koki’s fur.
‌
After a while, he put on his best clothes to look his best, put
on gold-rimmed glasses and unbuttoned his shirt.
‌
“what?”
‌
Miguel’s eyes were filled with disbelief and his mouth
opened.
‌
“If you want to express the look of a smart duke greeting his
guest after he’s been busy at work all day, that will work. It’s
a great combination of cufflinks and shirt.”
‌
“Have you ever signed a contract with the devil? I don’t feel
the spirit in your last words…….”
‌
While Miguel was very worried about the difference between
his employer and the devil, they were informed that
Seymour’s carriage had arrived at the Visconti house.
‌
When a young woman, who might become a future duchess,
visits the house, she is greeted with enthusiasm by the
servants of the Visconti family.
‌
Amidst the tight flow of air, Princess Deborah slowly got out
of the carriage in a long black coat, and the servants were
even more nervous because of the rumors about her cold
impression.
‌
“welcome.”
‌
Isidore smiled softly and handed the princess a large bouquet,
and when she suddenly picked up a lot of fresh flowers in her
arms, she rolled her eyes and smiled very softly.
‌
Some of the servants, seeing her appearance, modified their
impression a little.
‌
She is definitely an eye catching beauty.
‌
“The welcome is overrated. You don’t even have to do that.”
Isidor shrugged at Princess Deborah’s murmur.
‌
“If you said you were going to visit us yesterday, I would
have laid the red carpet up from the appendage to the
carriage.”
‌
“are you kidding me?”
‌
“It’s nice that you’re shy.”
‌
Isidore, who took her coat from behind, kissed her several
times on the back of her long white neck.
‌
The tips of her ears were still dyed red, and for no reason, she
was fiddling with flower petals.
‌
“Sit here, I’ll make tea.”
‌
The two passed through the magnificently decorated hallway
and entered the drawing-room, and as soon as the princess
took her seat, Miguel pulled out the tray.
‌
Several sweets were laid out on the table, and the princess
slowly raised her teacup with a golden handle.
‌
“Is tea to your taste?”
‌
“Yes, it’s delicious”.
‌
Isidore took a fork with a honey-covered cherry in it and stuck
it to her red lips.
‌
“We can go on a date, so why did you come here? Of course I
would. You can come here anytime even if you don’t have to
call me. I’ll create a private space that the princess will love.”

I heard that Duke Seymour hired a gardener for the princess to

create a huge flower garden.
‌
As the weather became cooler, he thought he should make a
greenhouse in Visconti’s garden where she could rest.
‌
“Actually, I have another reason to come here.”
‌
Suddenly, Deborah reached out and slowly removed the
glasses from Isidore’s sharp nose, his emerald eyes quivering
with tension.
‌
“……….”
‌
“If you have time today, fight with me. Isidore.”
‌
“…. what?”
‌
I think I’ve heard the words called dalian* that don’t go with
romantic attitudes, but have my ears gotten weird?
‌
(“Dalian/Daryon” refers to a martial arts term. Two people
fight, both by attack and defense.)
‌
“Since the duke is a knight, I think there must be a large
battlefield inside the house for dueling. Seymour doesn’t have
that kind of space, so I have to go to the barracks where the
knights are.”
‌
She muttered as she touched Isidore’s glasses.
‌
“Because it is dangerous to wear glasses while fighting…”
‌
“Are you asking for a real duel?”
‌
Isidore blinked his eyes slowly with an astonished expression
on his face, and there was a murmur far from serious mood.
‌
'She suddenly came here to fight my master. This is driving
me crazy.’
‌
The more he saw Princess Deborah, the more he thought her
lovely, and Miguel, who was quivering with a teapot, barely
pulled his lips at his master’s stinging look and stopped
laughing.
‌
Isidor took hold of the princess’s hand, smiling radiantly.
‌
“Have I ever done something so wrong with you without my
knowledge? If you don’t like something, please tell me.”
‌
“It’s not like that at all. I’ll start with the first step…”
‌
***
‌
A flash of white light shot out like an arrow, and Isidore cried
out in resignation loudly from the field of smoke.
‌
“I’m losing. It’s the first time I’ve been defeated like this in a
fight.”
‌
Isidor muttered with an intriguing face as he looked at his
broken wooden sword.
‌
“See? I told you not to let your guard down.”
‌
The duel against Isidore ended in victory with the smashing of
his weapon.
‌
Of course, it’s hard to say it’s a fair match since he didn’t
attack me properly, but it was very rewarding that he, who
used magic, couldn’t avoid my attack and blocked it with his
sword.
‌
“What kind of power did the princess just wield? At first
glance, it looks like divine power, but it has enormous
destructive power.”
‌
‌
My mouth opened as I took off my sweaty protective gear and
laid it on the floor.
CHAPTER 169

My mouth opened as I took off my sweaty protective gear and

laid it on the floor.
‌
“It’s divine magic.”
‌
“Divine magic?”
‌
As if he had never heard of it, he narrowed his eyes slightly as
he wiped my sweaty forehead with a handkerchief.
‌
This is a possibility.
‌
Divine magic was created by a priest named Danai during the
days of Judit Jia to prepare for the temple, but it was a field
that did not spread widely and was stopped due to the difficult
method of operation and limited conditions of use.
Since a week.
‌
In my memory, I learned who and what kind of person
‘Danae’ is at the front of the formula introduced by a
conversation between Naila and a man who looks like Isidor.
-Danae. She is known as the eccentric priestess. That woman
was an extraordinary person who used divine power like
attack-type magic.
The reason why the great magician Samaan and Dragon
Rekugos developed the formula and handed it over to Danai
was because it claimed that the mana distributed in nature
could be used as attack magic by combining it with divine
power.
-Mana and Divine Power. Are the two powers not different at
all?
Mana was a power that existed in nature, and divine power
was the pure power of the beginning given by the ruler.
‌
Since the two powers had completely different characteristics,
it was impossible for a druid to create a mana circuit within
his body.
-yes. But using mana in the air with divine power is a
different story.
‌
- Can I protect my body now?
‌
-I don’t know. Why was divine magic broken? Is it because it
is too difficult? You also need a mana sensitivity.
In order to fuse divine power and mana, it was necessary to
feel the mana floating in the air, and the formula developed in
ancient times was very complicated in the casting process, so
Naila had a lot of hard times with divine magic.
‌
'Hmm….I can do it well even if I only train for a week?’
‌
Perhaps it is because of the Seymour lineage.
‌
That would be the case, maybe the density of mana in the air
now is lower than when I was in Naila, so it was easy to
merge with divine power, and a simple formula was a huge
advantage.
‌
“Well, that doesn’t mean that anyone can blend in.”
It was possible to become more than a cardinal because it was
possible to transform the mana in the air into powerful and
pure divine power, and exchange the divine power for having
attack power.
‌
“….well, I have no intention of raising a disciple.”
‌
I was going to spend all my money, because it was a good
thing for everyone to see.
•••
‌
“By the way, everything in the world flows unpredictably.”
‌
Although I optimized the formula, I couldn’t use it in practice,
so I was implicitly ignored.
‌
While I was only taking the copyright fee, I was really excited
when I discovered the formula could be used.
‌
‌
(T/N: She points out that when she invented the formula, she
couldn’t use it because she wasn’t sensitive to mana, but now
when she has divine power, she can use the formula.)
‌
‌
That is why after the festival of thanksgiving, I stayed in my
room all day to study divine magic, and to get to the point
where I could fight Isidor.
‌
“If you go easy, you will lose to me with a score of nine out of
ten. Regardless of magic class, I can use any kind of attack
magic by using my divine power.”
‌
While I was laughing, Isidore gently stroked my hair.
“I shouldn’t be so lenient next time… but should I still fight
with you in the future?”
‌
he asked with a slightly depressed face.
‌
“I’m kidding. I wouldn’t do that.”
‌
A puppy that has threatened to attack its owner may make this
type of expression.
‌
“I always feel like princess jokes aren’t funny.”
‌
“Isn’t that too much to punch your bones?”
‌
“The princess was really trying to punch my bones for real.”
‌
He grumbled and put on his jacket, which he took off for a
while to fight with me, tidied up his clothes, and then put his
glasses back on.
‌
I feel it every time, but I love his style.
I don’t usually like the item called glasses very much, but that
was because of the way it looked, it had an intellectual charm.
‌
The atmosphere and appearance change each time depending
on the clothes or hairstyle he uses, it is so interesting that I
still look at him in awe.
“Isidor”.
“what?”
‌
“How about a joke like this?”‌
I reached for his glasses again, and Isidor raised his eyebrows
in disapproval.
‌
“Not funny…”
‌
I quickly took off his glasses and covered his frowning mouth.
‌
Isidore, who pulled my waist tight and quickly hugged me, let
out a small laugh and bit my lower lip several times.
CHAPTER 170

“Isidor”.
“what?” ‌
“How about a joke like this?”‌
I reached for his glasses again, and Isidor raised his eyebrows
in disapproval.
‌
“Not funny…”
‌
I quickly took off his glasses and covered his frowning mouth.
‌
Isidore, who pulled my waist tight and quickly hugged me, let
out a small laugh and bit my lower lip several times.
‌
“It seems you have thought of things that I have secretly been
looking forward to doing.”
‌
“Were you expecting something? I had no idea.”
‌
“You probably don’t know how happy I am just to have the
princess come into my world.”
‌
He closed the door to the room, and put his lips several times
around my neck.
‌
I lost my breath and my toes crunched a little because of the
shrill movement of his large hands lusting over my body.
‌
He gave red marks on my shoulder and neck, and while I was
breathing hot, I grabbed his hair and hugged him tightly.
‌
‌
“My hair is messed up.”
‌
After a while, he roughly tidied up my messy hair and rubbed
my hot cheeks.
‌
“You are beautiful”
‌
He spoke boldly, licking his red lips, and I spent the last few
moments with him before returning to the drawing-room.
‌
Soon the servants brought cold drinks and snacks.
‌
Throughout the card game, there were snacks that constantly
whetted my appetite, so I feel like I was raised by the Visconti
family.
‌
“…this house is really beautiful.”
‌
A rich, unemployed man who lives a lazy life.
‌
Unbeknownst to me, he muttered because it was my dream
house, his eyes sparkling as if he intended to wait for those
words to appear.
‌
“Come and visit me often.”
‌
“I think I would really be sitting here at this rate.”
‌
“Why are you already trying to go when you say you’ll sit
down?”
‌
I got up from my seat because I thought I should be back
soon.
‌
“I’ve been invited to an event. I’m just going to show my
face, but I think I need to prepare content related to the
discussion topic…”
‌
I have been to formal lectures, but recently I have received
many letters asking me to come to various events and tea
parties.
‌
After my appearance party, I had declined on the pretext of
wanting to take a break for a while, but it was hard to turn
down the event.
‌
It was difficult to refuse in the first place because it was an
event planned and hosted by the high-ranking officials of the
imperial family, and since the Marquis of Devion was in
charge of the business, it seemed to me that I had to show my
face once because it was one of my personal relations that I
needed.
‌
“I know the event the princess wants to attend is the day after
tomorrow, so why are you already preparing?”
‌
“Actually, I get really nervous when I’m in the spotlight. My
body gets tense.”
“… I didn’t know that very well because it didn’t show up at
all.”
‌
“Isn’t it? So I have to prepare a lot, for my mind to feel at
peace….”
‌
At that moment, I heard a cat meowing from somewhere, and
for some reason a familiar golden cat came up to me and
rubbed its little head.
‌
‘Why do I feel like I’ve seen him at the academy before?’
‌
“Kookie says don’t go.”
‌
“Is this little kid Cookie?”
‌
“Originally, in Plancia, he’s grown in size. He’s afraid of
people and shy. He doesn’t usually follow people around, but
it was surprising that he especially liked the princess.”
‌
“Kookie was also a holy beast.”
‌
This man is the size of a house. He’s afraid.

‌
He was the exact opposite of Purple, which was cute even
when he was little, and I swallowed an almost feigned laugh
and held little Cookie in my arms.
‌
“Are you Cookie?”
‌
Cookie panted lightly, his yellow eyes sparkling.
‌
“You’re cute.”
‌
Watching him touch his pointed ears and quivering in his
thick fur made my heart ache.
‌
There’s even a cute cat in this house.
‌
Cookie groaned and narrowed his eyes as I gently stroked his
chin. Looking at me, who was obsessed with Cookie, Isidor
smiled affectionately.
‌
“It’s late, do you want me to make dinner?”
‌
“Yes.”
‌
I couldn’t stop myself from nodding my head as if I was
possessed.
‌
‌
***
‌
In conclusion, my first visit to the Visconti house did not end
well and ended in a mess.
‌
This is because a rift occurred in the area near the south coast.
‌
The soldiers in the Visconti territory seem to have dealt with
the beasts, but Isidore prepares to leave the capital to examine
the damage, and I return home, struggling to suppress my
anxiety.
‌
What was the purpose of creating the rift this time? Or is it a
simple rift created to cause chaos with no apparent intent like
the rifts that occurred in different parts of the empire?
I was having a headache because I still couldn’t clearly
identify who was behind it.
‌
It is not easy to guess who is behind it.
‌
Right now, we are investigating the movement of Marquis
Francois, but if they also used the magic circle that was
installed inside the shop like when you entered Plancia, it
would be difficult to determine the exact location of the
headquarters.
‌
In fact, even if it was the store he entered and went to as well,
it was immediately close to the basement where the magic
circle was located, so there was no sense in continuing.
‌
Black magicians have to move in a very complex way because
their identity is a matter directly related to life.
‌
“It’s a headache.”
‌
In the midst of this, I must say that I was fortunate enough to
be able to use the power of divine magic.
‌
'no ….’
‌
With a sigh, I paused to think and prepared the materials to be
presented at the event.
‌
I thought I would get better if I focused on something, but my
mind kept getting distracted more and more.
‌
I looked at the night sky, where I could not see a single star,
as if it had been smeared with thick ink.
‌
CHAPTER 171

The event was hosted by the Marquis of Devon. In the

building of the Imperial Library in the Horon District.
‌
It was an old and dignified building, so it was very interesting
to see.
‌
As soon as I appeared, the Marquis of Devion walked straight
ahead.
‌
"Princess Deborah. You’re here. I’ve wanted to see you in
person for a long time, and I’m really glad you came here.”
‌
“Nice to meet you. Marquis of Devon.”
‌
“I have no idea how much the Princess has helped out with
such a meaningful charitable cause. Come this way we’ve
made a special bench for the Princess.”
‌
As I entered the building, the eyes of those sitting in the seats
were focused on me.
‌
It wasn’t like there was a quiet silence that took my breath
away like before, but people still had a hard time with me
because of my impression and my background, and I didn’t
really hate that.
‌
It’s good to look strong.’
‌
I sat in the front seat under the guidance of the Marquis, and
after a while, the seats began to be filled one by one with
scholars from every field.
‌
“Hi, Princess Deborah.”
‌
I was startled when someone suddenly spoke to me while I
was paying attention.

“‌ When I heard that Princess Deborah was running the shop

herself, I thought it was really nice. Count Olive’s family is
such a family business, but thanks to the Princess, I also have
the courage to start my own shop. You may be busy, but I
would appreciate it If you came to the party the Count was
having later".
‌
“Oh, yeah. I’ll see.”
‌
Although she looked nervous, her eyes were full of emotion,
so I drifted off without realizing it and answered yes. From
then on, people here and there started talking to me.
‌
‘What is this?’
‌
It was the first time I had received countless compliments in a
place other than the Tower, so I was a little underwhelmed.
‌
'The Prime Minister’s aura is really amazing.’
‌
While I was thinking that I should cohabit with this man in the
future, a politics show started in the hall.
‌
it was then.
‌
Kwang-!
‌
I was having a dull time holding back my yawn, when
suddenly a sound resounded like a thunderbolt.
‌
•••

Ooooooooooooooo
‌
A roar was so loud that the ground shook violently.
‌
“It’s a crack!”
‌
“Another monster….”
‌
“Don’t panic! Gather the guards to the front door! Prepare for
battle now!”
‌A quiet weekday afternoon soon turned into chaos caused by a
huge crack in the front yard of the entrance to the Imperial
Library.

Kyaaaah!

A hideous two-headed beast bared its yellow teeth and let out
a terrifying roar, then when it saw someone running, it
prepared to attack.
In the midst of the chaos, a man wearing a black mask raised
his chin toward the unguarded entrance.

“… now.”

“Let’s go.”

The people exchanging secret signs crept out of the library

like shadows.

“What is this?”

Meanwhile, the hall where the event was held was filled with
huge noises and strange monsters’ shouts.

“Is it crack again?”

“Argh!”

Korororong!

When the giant beast roared, the ground shook and the floor-
high bookshelves shook violently as if they were collapsing,
and screams erupted from everywhere.

“What kind of fuss is this?”

As the event official, the Marquis of Devion was shouting

with a desperate face, he ran into one of the guards who were
circling around the library hall, panting.
“Marquis, there is a crack at the entrance to the library!”

“We have to get out!”

“If we try to escape outside, there are monsters, wouldn’t it be

more dangerous if we caught their attention?”

“What if the building collapses or the bookshelf collapses

while we’re still like this?”

People looked terrified, the Marquis of Devion stepped

forward with a resolute face.

“Our guests! Everyone calm down! The knights and guards

are outside dealing with monsters, so please wait quietly…”

However, Marquis Defion’s words didn’t last until the end.

“fire!”

“There is a fire!”

That’s because smoke started coming from somewhere.

“The fire is spreading rapidly from the first floor! Evacuate

everyone!”

“Oh, my God!”
Someone shouted in a desperate voice behind the smoke that
started to rise.

Because of the fire, even the people in the reading room next
to the lecture room where the event was being held, walked
out into the lobby, and in an instant an unparalleled chaos
erupted.

“I have to go! I have a baby at home!”

“Get out of the way!”

“Don’t push!”

A monster had already appeared, but as the fire broke out one
after another, the frightened people lost their minds.
‌
If the bookshelves catch fire, the fire will spread and grow out
of control, so many people will panic even more.
CHAPTER 172

“I have to go! I have a baby at home!”

“Get out of the way!”
“Don’t push!”
A monster had already appeared, but as the fire broke out one
after another, the frightened people lost their minds.
‌
If the bookshelves catch fire, the fire will spread and grow out
of control, so many people will panic even more.

“Oh, my God!”
‌
Huge fire could be seen through the window, people rushed
and entangled themselves trying to escape from this hell.
‌
In the chaos, the older scholars who were sitting at the top
were unable to force their way through the crowd, so they had
no choice but to be pushed back.
‌
“I can’t breathe.”
‌
At that moment, a cold voice resounded among those who had
yet to run away.
‌
As a scholar reels with a pale face from the smoke, Princess
Deborah splashes plenty of water on her handkerchief,
covering her mouth and nose.
‌
She tore her weary lace and skirt, and looked at her
surroundings with her red eyes.
‌
Is there really only one entrance to such a large library? There
should be a separate way for the servants to enter and exit as
in Seymour’s house.
‌
it was then.
‌
“Everyone, calm down and come this way!”
‌
A man in a blue uniform, who appeared to be an imperial
official, gathered those who could not escape and led them to
the library exit behind the bookshelf.
‌
“There is an emergency evacuation route behind this.”
‌
“That’s convenient.”
‌
“Huh. Really… what the hell is going on here.”
As we followed the official who led us down the narrow
staircase through the narrow, dim entrance, there was a faint
light as if there was an escape exit.
‌
“we have arrived.”
‌
Those who followed the official, nervously for fear of the fire
spreading to the narrow gallery, seemed relieved only then.
‌
“Wah.”
‌
Deborah pulled her wet hands in cold sweat and opened them.
‌
However, the feeling of relief that had come for a brief
moment also returned for a very short time, and the
atmosphere became extraordinary.
‌
‘What is this?’
‌
“Hey… where are we…?”
‌
As soon as I walked out, the place I saw was not a place
leading out, but a dark empty place with a fishy, bloody smell.
‌
“Blood, blood…”
‌
A terrifying scene appeared before people’s eyes, becoming
more and more clear as the thick smoke receded.
‌
The savagely murdered corpses were scattered here and there,
in the vacant courtyard as if their royal garb had been stolen
from them.
‌
Sijak disguised himself as an imperial official and deliberately
lured Princess Deborah to the vacant lot.
‌
(“Sijak”, is another name for a spy).
‌
Then, behind the pile of baggage piled up in the empty
ground, men in black masks resembling well-trained archers
appeared one after another.
‌
“!”
‌
Soon a small arrowhead flies in the direction of the princess.
‌
The sharp tip quickly passed by the side of her ear, and red
blood spurted onto the ground.
‌
Crack, infiltration, arson, disguise.
‌
All these traps were set one after the other to drag the princess
into a dead end.
‌
***

No matter how venomous and fierce the snake may be, it will
not be easy for it to get out, if the thick webs are entwined and
tightly encircled.
‌
“Everything goes according to the will of the Lord …”
‌
Dealing with spider-shaped demons and one of the Empress’
four beloved minions, Albert was standing on top of the tower
built in the Imperial Library, looking down at the Imperial
Library, as gray smoke billowed.
‌
The sight of people crying in pain and suffering made him
feel strange feelings.
‌
Albert, who spent his traumatic childhood, dreamed of a
world where chaos ran rampant and pitch darkness reigned.
‌
The sight of the imperial people screaming and crying caused
him to feel ecstatic. It was revenge for the black magicians
who had been despised and oppressed.
‌
'finally…’
‌
As if his subordinates had succeeded in catching the snake,
Deborah Seymour appeared towards the empty ground where
the trap had been set up, Albert biting his lips.
‌
’.It was all annoying.’
‌
‌
When the order to kill that woman fell from the lady’s mouth,
Albert was promptly asked to do that job.
‌
Not only Princess Deborah, but also Rosad Seymour, who
was active in the East, killing many of his fellow black
magicians who were working together for a great cause.
‌
“Even if Deborah Seymour wasn’t the saint who showed up at
the incense ceremony, the biggest stumbling block to the
lady’s plan would be removed in each case.”
‌
The Seymour Snakes would be shocked by the death of their
beloved princess, and would also have resulted in the killing
of two birds with one stone, mentally destroying the Lord of
the Tower, who is hard to embrace at their side.

‌
“However, the lady must have expended a lot of energy
creating the rifts twice in a row.”
‌
The lady directly led the plan, because it was not easy to kill
the daughter of Duke Seymour, a member of the family of
shareholders in the country.
‌
Deborah Seymour. A woman endowed with a good mind and
agility. So much so that Ophelia, who was a fairly capable
informant, never had a chance to properly use her powers.’
‌
The Fourth Queen, who had been fooled by rumors that she
was stupid, was now watching her.
‌
'So I’ll do my best.’
‌
Once the fourth queen and Albert learned that Deborah
Seymour was attending an event at the Imperial Library, they
worked hard.
‌
In order to make Isidor, a magic swordsman, unable to take
part in the action, they create a rift in the south, luring the
princess alone into the no-man’s-land full of traps by lighting
a fire.
‌
“If Princess Deborah is a saint according to my assumptions,
we shouldn’t let her deal with the beast directly. So, let Salsu
get rid of her first.”
‌
(I think “Salso” is another name for a hitman.)
‌
The pure and powerful light that drove away the black ghost.
‌
The reason it was working properly was because the demons
were vulnerable to divine power.
‌
No matter how hard the princess exerted her divine power in
front of trained assassins, she would not cause much damage.
‌
This filthy, rickety vacant lot will become your finest tomb in
the Empire. Deborah Seymour.
‌
As soon as Salso, disguised as an official, picked up a
poisoned sword and rushed at her, Albert was sure of victory.
‌
But a second later, something incredible happened.
CHAPTER 173

As soon as Salso, disguised as an official, picked up a

poisoned sword and rushed at her, Albert was sure of victory.
‌
But a second later, something incredible happened.

“What the hell is this pure light?!”

‌
His eyes widened in shock.
‌
Is it true that Princess Deborah was indeed the embodiment of
a saint who had been sent down by the ruler….!.
‌
Hundreds of lights were generated in the air like arrows, the
light of which was so intense that it hurt the eyes, this light
was quickly shot towards the living animals that the empress
had been nurturing for a long time.
‌
aww!!
‌
Before long, there was an explosion so strong that a strong
wind blew into the vacant place where Princess Deborah was
standing.
‌*******
The arrow barely passed her ears, but there was no time to
think about fear.
‌
In order to survive the threat looming before her, Deborah
instinctively casts divine magic incessantly.
‌
Unlike her, the opponent was a Swordsman who was very
good at reading her incoming move.
‌
Desperation was pushing her to the extreme, and if she
stopped attacking, the weapon might fly straight at her and
pierce her head.
‌
Meanwhile, the scientists who went out into the wasteland
with Princess Deborah opened their eyes wide to her amazing
abilities.
‌
Albert, who saw the endless explosions of light, also felt a
strange fear.
‌
“She’s been hiding that kind of strength this whole time.”
‌
An overwhelming force that instantly wiped out half of the
well-trained elite forces.
‌
It was said that when darkness falls on this earth a savior
appears.
‌
‘She looks more like a Lady of War than a Saint…’
‌
Befitting her reputation as a savior, she created an endless
stream of divine light, and Albert, whose eyes were contorting
at the dazzling light, placed his thumb on his lips and bit them
hard.
‌
“I have to kill that woman right here today, in this place, no
matter what.”
‌
Black blood dripping like ink.
‌
He took out a red spider with a skull pattern from inside his
long sleeve, wrote something on a small piece of paper, and
began muttering long incantations.
‌
Albert’s left face gradually turned black, then cracked.
‌
His left arm and left shoulder, which smashed like a
sandcastle with no power, eventually turned into a swarm of
spiders and scattered rapidly.
‌
A swarm of spiders he controlled hid secretly between the
cracks of the building and the stone floor.
‌
And the spider, which contained the most deadly poison,
slowly approached the princess.
‌
“You can’t give Deborah Seymour a chance to heal.”
‌
The spider approached the back of her neck delicately so that
the venom would paralyze her brain function in an instant.
‌
“Ogg!”
‌
At that moment, the nerves connected to the poisonous spider
snapped, and Albert let out a moan of pain.
‌
The magic that binds the body and mind of monsters was
excellent in strength, but its disadvantage was that it could not
completely secure vision, and the risk of returning from shock
when a monster was attacked was too great.
‌
Albert, who closed his eyes, gasped as black blood spurted
from his mouth, then looked down with bloodshot eyes.
‌
'How did you know this time….?’
‌
“Purple….”
‌
It was thanks to the sacred beast she always carried, so the
princess was able to detect the approaching beast beforehand.
‌
She didn’t mean to bring a holy beast that could detect
monsters.
‌
From the time Albert deployed his black magic, I noticed that
something big was going to happen, thanks to the Holy Beast
Alert.
‌
'spider.’

Deborah gritted her teeth as she looked at the corpse of the

spider that had been defeated by Magenta.

“As expected, the swarms of poisonous spiders that appeared

at the Crown Prince’s charity party and harmed people were
demons.”
It also meant that there was a powerful black magician who
was able to manipulate monsters, and someone with such
extraordinary ability was targeting her near here.

“You were determined to kill me.”

The fear that emanated from the sharp killing intent tightened
her chest.
In addition, Deborah was consuming a lot of mental strength a
while ago because she had almost no experience in actual
combat.

Risking her life made her so tense that her legs were
trembling and her breathing was getting harder.

There was no way that a powerful black magician who

controlled a spider colony would only dispatch one spider, so
I became even more nervous and looked around the dimly lit
surroundings.

’…it’s coming.’

However, the princess’ predictions were misleading.

Dealing with poisonous spiders, the black magician was not

among the masked killers.

They were killers who were holding their breath and waiting
for Albert to dispatch the spiders.

‌
Purple quickly threw a lump of mana from his mouth, but
dozens of arrow shots had already thrown it towards the
princess in an instant.
‌
“kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk}
‌
When the fear of the arrow that hit her ear came to her mind,
in an instant her head turned white as a blank sheet of paper.
‌
On the day of the college entrance examination, she felt
frustrated and gloomy, just like when she encountered an
unexpected problem in the sports field in which she was most
confident.
‌
Divine Magic requires elaborate casting.
‌
A group of light, which created an arrow shape in the air,
fluttered and splattered her purple hair like a shower of snow.
‌
Raising her divine power to its fullest as if it were being
grabbed at straws, Deborah turned as if to protect her heart,
imagining a sharp pain that would soon pierce through her
body.
‌
Cheng!
‌
But the terrible pain I imagined did not happen.
‌
Arrows that fell like rain were hurled down by a golden sword
blade.
CHAPTER 174

Divine Magic requires elaborate casting.

‌
A group of light, which created an arrow shape in the air,
fluttered and splattered her purple hair like a shower of snow.
‌
Raising her divine power to its fullest as if it were being
grabbed at straws, Deborah turned as if to protect her heart,
imagining a sharp pain that would soon pierce through her
body.
‌
Cheng!
‌
But the terrible pain I imagined did not happen.
‌
Arrows that fell like rain were hurled down by a golden sword
blade.

‘Isidore…’
‌
Isidore, who ran to the capital as fast as he could using the
movement-enhanced magic circle and stacked the seventh
layer movement magic several times, covered the princess and
blocked all attacks.
‌
Deborah’s condition, breathing raggedly, Isidore’s eyes
fluttered like a raging wave as he looked at her condition.
‌
Without saying a word, he grabbed the hilt of his sword with a
cold face the princess had never seen before.
‌
Isidore, who jumped out at lightning speed, dealt with the
remaining assassins in the blink of an eye.
‌
Isidore, who jumped out at lightning speed, dealt with the
remaining assassins in the blink of an eye.
‌
Soon after, there was a deafening silence.
‌
‌
In the ominous silence, the sound of something moving in
unison was heard, and insects hiding in the darkness huddled
together.
‌
“What the hell… Duke of Visconti… how… is….”
‌
Albert’s harsh, grim voice slipped through the air.
‌
It roared wildly high, as a swarm of spiders piled up like a
tower and slowly transformed into humanoid figures.
‌
“You must be in the south!”
‌
Albert shouted, half of his face was distorted as black as coal.
‌
Instead of answering, Isidor appeared right behind him with
movement magic, a sword covered in an aura pierced Albert’s
stomach.
‌
“how dare you!.”
‌
said Isidore coldly, swinging his sword.
‌
“Ah!”
‌
“Who is your master?”
‌
Instead of killing his opponent on the spot, he interrogated
him by cutting off his fingers, the tips of his ears, and his lips.
‌
Albert twisted his body in pain, but never opened his mouth.
‌
“You will remain silent until the end.”
‌
Isidore’s sword slashed out with a force incomparable to the
previous one.
‌
“Since when have the nobles listened to us so much? It’s
funny that you’re trying to get answers.”
‌
“Okay. The only thing that will come out of your mouth will
be a scream.”
‌
“…an arrogant bastard.”
‌
Albert’s black body clumps together like clay, then splits into
two parts, his head, chest, and stomach.
‌
“Isidore!!”
‌
Albert’s mouth, which had turned into a giant spider, opened
wide from side to side.
‌
“no!”
‌
The monster opened its mouth to reveal its poisonous fangs,
and lunged at Isidore as if to swallow him in one bite.
‌
kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
for!
‌
But the anxiety was also short lived.
‌
Isidore summoned a long spear and thrust it hard into the
mouth of the man, who had already become a beast.
‌
When he moved the inside of the monster’s stomach with the
force of the sword as he could, the black poison exploded, and
Isidore quickly took the princess and fled.
‌
“Ugh, uh, uh, uh…”
‌
The lumps that shattered like fragments turned into swarms of
tiny spiders and shrunk.
‌
“who?”
‌
When Isidor raised his sword and slammed it on the ground,
the mana spread out like a net, even killing the little spiders
that were trying to escape.

A black mist flew as if a cursed spirit was wandering through

the air.
‌
Before he was destroyed, Albert gathered all his strength and
his words were nothing more than a curse.
‌
“This… is never the end… no…”
The dying man’s voice passed coldly through Deborah’s
eardrums.
‌
“If the light is strong, the shadows are thick…”
‌
As he was fading away, only a gloomy, ominous feeling was
left behind by the black magician.
‌
“… Uh.”
‌
After a while, the princess and Isidore were left alone in the
vacant land.
‌
The scholars who had been evacuated here with the princess
had already fled when Isidore arrived.
‌
“Let’s get out of here first.”
‌
Isidore, who had hugged the princess’s body tightly and
touched her several times as if to confirm that she was alive,
suddenly raised her body.
‌
“…….”
‌
His eyes were red as if he was going to cry, so Deborah
couldn’t help but ask him to put her down.
‌
***
‌
The red spider, who had brought a torn piece of paper in front
of the Fourth Queen, staggered as if drunk and stopped
moving.
‌
It appears to announce the death of its owner.
‌
’… impossible.’
‌
The Fourth Queen looked at the spider with her sharp eyes
and slowly opened the little note.
‌
[Deborah Seymour must be the saint sent down by God.]
‌
'I see.’
I was cheated like a fool.
‌
“Ha ha ha!”
‌
Suddenly, a sarcastic laugh erupted.
'Is the Black Snake a saint?’
‌
Literally, a woman who makes money by doing business
using the rifts she created by selling her soul to the devil is a
saint.
‌
It wasn’t funny at all.
‌
The fourth queen tugged tightly at the newspaper and awaited
the news that the princess had died.
‌
However, the only news came that the eminent scientists had
been safely rescued by Princess Deborah, and that she was
resting at Seymour’s house.
CHAPTER 175

On the day of the accident, the imperial family formed an

investigation team to find the criminal who set fire to the
western building of the Imperial Library, and summoned the
people at the scene one by one to investigate.
‌
Among them are the scientists who escaped with Princess
Deborah, tracking a man disguised as an official.
‌
“.Did Princess Deborah save your life?”
‌
“Yes. When I felt myself choking on smoke, the princess lent
me a wet handkerchief, and when the attackers who were
supposed to be responsible for the fire appeared, she defeated
them with the white light.”
‌
“When she defeated the attackers, does that mean she used
magic?”
‌
“….I don’t know if it’s magic or not, because I’m not good
with mana, and I’m just saying what I saw.”
‌
“Come to think of it, I saw a turtle-shaped sacred beast
brought by the princess when she was at the incense
ceremony.”
‌
One scientist added.
‌
“Then, the Duke of Visconti appeared to help, and you
escaped safely?”
‌
“Yes, this is correct.”
‌
While only obtaining testimonies, the team of investigators
find evidence in the library, and conclude that the terrorist
was the black magician.
‌
Some people saw the sight of a white light flashing like
lightning nearby, so the argument about Princess Deborah’s
identity was unexpected.

“She encountered the black magician with white light…

Princess Deborah also appeared at the incense ceremony,
don’t tell me she…”
‌
Then what about Mia Binoche? I had never heard of Princess
Deborah having divine powers.
‌
“I heard that the sacred beast she is carrying is very magical,
so wouldn’t it be an auspicious animal to follow because she
is a saint?”
‌
“If it had divine power, it would have been known
immediately. Perhaps Seymour has developed a new artifact?”
‌
“Logically, wasn’t it forbidden to bring magic weapons or
tools into the imperial building?”
‌
“I don’t know what the hell is.”
‌
Those who heard the incident spoke of her abilities, but
Seymour, who was at the center of the controversy, kept
silent.
‌
It was so quiet like the night before a storm.
***
‌
The next day after the accident.
‌
Even though it was a weekday, I had to spend some time in
bed.
‌
“The Seymour men are very overprotective of me.”
‌
My father, who had rushed into the imperial library with a
worried look, hoped that I would get some rest and regain my
psychological stability.
‌
’…this is strange.’
I clung to the shivering body of Isidore, who carried me in his
arms, and thought deeply of the situation in which my life had
been threatened and the terrible sight in which a man had
turned into a spider.
‌
Perhaps because the sound of his heart beating wildly near my
ear as if it was going to blow my drums made my body
tremble.
‌
In addition, I remembered the trembling hand of a man
resembling Isidore, who rejected Naila in my dream.
‌
- I hate a good woman like you.
‌
-…
‌
- You are not my type.
‌
The guy spitting nonsense also had red eyes, and I somehow
wanted to see Isidor.
‌
After sending a message that I was going to visit a place by
bird, I was about to call a carriage for the Visconti house, but
suddenly my father appeared standing on the steps.
‌
“Rest more, why are you getting ready to go out?”
“this….”
‌
Before I could say anything, my father spoke first.
‌
“Anyway, the guests you are looking for are here. I invited the
Duke of Visconti today. Well! Yesterday I was in a hurry, so I
couldn’t properly give my thanks…”
‌
After coughing a few times, he patted me on the shoulder.
‌
“So, rest more.”
‌
“……”
‌
“Seymour is not good at giving back, but he will certainly
reward his enemies. So don’t be surprised.”
‌
“…Yes, father.”
CHAPTER 176

Before I could say anything, my father spoke first.

‌
“Anyway, the guests you are looking for are here. I invited the
Duke of Visconti today. Well! Yesterday I was in a hurry, so I
couldn’t properly give my thanks…”
‌
After coughing a few times, he patted me on the shoulder.
‌
“So, rest more.”
‌
“……”
‌
“Seymour is not good at giving back, but he will certainly
reward his enemies. So don’t be surprised.”
‌
“…Yes, father.”
‌
And that evening.
‌
An amazing dinner began at Seymour’s Dining Hall.
‌
‌
“…I will never forget your favor, Duke of Visconti.”
‌
“Yes, Duke Seymour.”
‌
I’ve never had a job before, but I think I somehow understand
the feeling of a new employee eating between the manager
and the deputy manager.
‌
I rolled my eyes while chewing the food.
‌
During Isidor’s short stay at Seymour’s house, the aides and
vassals also attended dinner, so the atmosphere was not too
awkward.
‌
“So this is how you treat your daughter’s savior…”
‌
But after the meal, Isidor whispered softly with a happy face.
‌
“Today…, the duke welcomes me kindly. It seems like he has
opened his heart to me a lot.”
‌
’….what the hell do you think?’
‌
My father gave him fine wine which I could not buy even
with money, but I could not find any kindness in his manner
of speaking or his gestures.
‌
Is Isidore so overly sanguine, I can’t get over the idea that he
is.
‌
Anyway, the meal ended in peace, and Isidor and I went for a
walk in the cool garden to get some fresh air.
‌
When I raised my tiptoes and gently placed my lips on him,
he smiled as he patted my cheek.
‌
There was a faint scent of wine coming from Isidore as he
gulp the wine my father had given him.
‌
“By the way, how did you show up in time yesterday?”
‌
“I came as soon as possible because I have a bad feeling.”
‌
“feelings….”
‌
Is it telepathy, a premonition between lovers, or something
like that?
‌
“They created a rift in places that could cause a lot of
casualties, but this rift happened in an area where there were
many people migrating because of the hot springs
development, so there was very little damage.”
‌
He ran an intelligence organization and had many movement
magic circles throughout the empire, and it seemed that he
had come here in as fast as he could by assembling 7th class
medium-range magic a few times.
‌
“Well… since the princess is always in the capital. So I
wanted to see you as soon as possible, so I refined the magic
circle.”
‌
“The first half is how you feel, and the other half is rational
judgment, as a compliment. Thank you.”
‌
“haha”.
‌
When I extended my hand, he bowed his head and stroked his
soft hair.
‌
Then I looked at the half-moon buried in the dark, which we
both looked at.
‌
“…that black magician said that the brighter the light, the
darker the shadow.”
‌
“Don’t worry about this nonsense.”
‌
“Nayla thought that the reason the ruler (god) gave her such a
strong divine power was because the shadow was deep. So
she felt a duty and a responsibility.”
‌
“……..”
‌
“But I’m not. I’m not going to die until I’ve spent all the
money I’ve earned with my very handsome boyfriend. It’s so
unfair. When I’m dead, who do you want me to fall in love
with?”
‌
Before I could finish, Isidore shrugged and smiled, waving his
hand lightly.
‌
“But I must avenge them for their foolish belief that I’m easy,
I guess those fucking bastards will try to touch me again.”
‌
“……..”
“Seymour is not good at giving back, but he will surely repay
his enemies. That is my favorite family motto.” (Deborah)
‌
“What is the Visconti family crest?” (Deborah)
“The sooner you bargain and admit it, the better.”
‌
“… I see.”
‌
I thought it was a bit like Visconti.
‌
“Duke, who do you think is behind it?”
‌
I looked at the moon buried in the dark for a long time.
‌
A cold wind blew, and he slowly opened his mouth as he
brushed his blonde hair.

“I don’t know, but I do know that because of their actions…

the crown prince could fall from the throne over something
crazy like that.”
‌
“After all, there was a connection between the swarm of
spiders that appeared at the Prince’s Benevolent Party and the
spider that the black magician dealt with yesterday!”
‌
“The emperor did not bother to prevent public opinion about
the prince from being aggravated by the rifts that occurred
during the incense ceremony. If the prince did not become the
target of rumours, public ill feelings would go to the emperor
himself.”
‌
“He is selfish.”
‌
“The crown prince has blue hair, symbolizing the imperial
Hestache family, but he is not the son that the emperor
cherishes. This is also the reason why some princes who lack
legitimacy have not yet given up their lust for the throne.”
‌
‘Yes, the throne…’
‌
and the lack of legitimacy.
‌
Suddenly, I realized something.
‌
***
‌
that night.
‌
Little by little I began to realize how the throne had something
to do with the black magicians’ attempts to make Mia a saint.
‌
As I was tossing and turning on the bed, I suddenly heard a
knocking.
‌
“Enrique? What brings you here?”
‌
Unexpectedly, in the little baby’s hand was the Duchess’s
diary that she had given.
‌
“Sister. I found something strange in my mother’s diary….”
‌
The child’s eyes were trembling faintly, as if he was
frightened.
‌
“Is it strange? What is it?”
‌
What the kid pulled out was a crossword puzzle from the
diary.
‌
“There is a person’s name in this puzzle.”
CHAPTER 177

“Is there a name of a person?”

‌
I was terrified and my throat was dry.
‌
Enrique nodded, clutching my arm.
‌
‘What the hell is this…’
‌
When I dug in the garden and found the Duchess’s letter and
diary, I read everything inside and found nothing particularly
fishy.
‌
The crossword puzzle, which Enrique says bears someone’s
name, seems just too mundane to my eyes.
‌
Crossword puzzle is a game played by ladies and gentlemen
to clear their minds while enjoying tea time, so there is no
room for doubt.
‌
“Enrique, I can’t make out the name regardless, but where is
the name of the person you are talking about?”
‌
“here.”
‌
“Hmm?”
‌
Enrique clicks on the intersection of the horizontal and
vertical words in the crossword puzzle.
‌
My eyes narrowed.
‌
“J?”
‌
1. Treat
‌
2. protest
‌
The answer to the horizontal puzzle is #1.
‌
And the answer to the vertical puzzle is #2.
The letter at the junction of the two words was J.
‌
“Next time…here.”
‌
(in a word here, I took the letter: A)
T:(It’s hard to use the same words and letters here
As you know, Korean language is very different from
English)
‌
And at the intersection of word No. 3 and word No. 4, the
letter 'a’ is written.
‌
As I diligently moved my gaze along Enrique’s fingertips, I
began to connect all the words at the points where the
horizontal and vertical lines intersected.
‌
The completed word is-
‌
“J.A.M.I.L.A….”
‌
Jamila.
‌
Surprisingly, as Enrique said, the person’s name was already
completed.
‌
“Is that a person’s name?”
‌
“Ah, it really is a name.”
‌
'Jamila…? Is this a woman’s name?’
‌
Something was bothering me.
‌
In the novel, when Mia makes a deal with Duke Seymour to
escape from the (twin) demonic beasts, she just exchanges
letters, leaving the note.

‌
So I was wondering why she left the note.
‌
But if Mia finds something she wants to hide in the Duchess’
note, it’s easy to explain why she’s only exchanging letters.
‌
“Sister, there is something strange here as well.”
‌
But that wasn’t all here.
‌
The number of crossword puzzles is 22, not 12.
‌
What came from the intersection of the remaining ten words
was even more important.
‌
“Satan”.
‌
Satan.
‌
“Who the hell is Jamila, and what does the word demon
mean?”
‌
“Maybe it has to do with the black magician who made a pact
with the devil?”
‌
Enrique asked, looking intently at the crossword puzzle that
sounded like a warning.
‌
“What is this?”
‌
“Maybe it (a code) was planted by someone secretly.”
‌
There is a small chance that the Duchess herself created this
crossword puzzle.
‌
Most of the people who made these games were maids, the
imperial family and high-ranking nobles enjoyed solving the
games they had prepared in advance.
‌
“Maybe a cipher, I’m afraid…”
‌T:( cipher It means a code or a puzzle or…)
“Enrique. You know your sister is the strongest in the world?
If you’re afraid, stay with me today. And could you lend me
Mom’s note for a moment?”
‌
Enrique nodded violently, and stroked the boy’s soft hair.
‌
“(Enrique) has great observational skills, it’s great that you
notice things that I didn’t notice.”
‌
Of course, if there was something strange, he might be able to
see it right away.
‌
“It’s just a keepsake for my mom, so I look at it a lot. It’s a
precious gift my sister gave me.”
‌
After I looked at the notepad in which the poem was written
for some time, Enrique sat on my lap and I read him a
collection of poems.
‌
It was fortunate, I thought, that Mia hadn’t thrown away my
mother’s diary but had fallen into the baby’s hands.
‌
After a while, the round head leaned forward.
‌
While looking at Enrique who immediately fell asleep on my
lap saying he was scared, I stared at the crossword puzzle
where the words “jamila” and “ Satan ” were hidden.
‌
“…First, I want to know who Jamila is.”
‌
***
‌
“Where do you go without resting at home?”
‌
I was going down the stairs in a thick robe to visit Palencia,
and Bellerick, who was standing in front of me, asked me
bluntly.
‌
“Should I lie down in bed when I still have energy?”
‌
“Because the criminal who was behind the attack on the
Imperial Library has not yet been caught.”
‌
Actually, I was on my way to find out and investigate the
criminal.
‌
“I’ll stop at Armand for a moment. It’s funny how I hide
myself though I’m Seymour.”
‌
“Hmmm. That’s right.”
‌
“But brother, you seem to have a lot to say?”
‌
His expression became a little serious.
‌
“There is a rumor circulating that you have great divine
powers. My father told me, so just in case I want to ask you
directly. What is the truth?”
CHAPTER 178

“But brother, you seem to have a lot to say?”

‌
His expression became a little serious.
‌
“There is a rumor circulating that you have great divine
powers. My father told me, so just in case I want to ask you
directly. What is the truth?”
Until now, only Isidore and my father knew that I had
awakened a divine power, but it was hard to hide and I had no
intention of hiding it anymore.
‌
“That’s right. I’m a much bigger person than you think. Do
you naturally want to call me unnie ?”
‌T: big sister or unnie. I think everyone knows this word
As if joking, I floated divine power in the form of a white ball
on my palm and directed it towards Belric’s face.
‌
He, so cruelly exploited by my work, opened his mouth wide,
perhaps surprised at my assertion.
‌
“Wait, are all the saints dead?! Ruler (God)…You have
brought the empire to destruction!”
‌
Leaving him behind, stunned as he pulled his hair, I got into
the carriage and headed for Armand.

‌
When I reached Palencia through the magic circle in
Armand’s vault, I saw Isidore disguise his beauty with
polymorphic magic, perhaps he does it at work.
‌
“It’s so good to see you.”
‌
Every time I see him, I can’t adjust to his doll-like face, which
was smiling brightly.
‌
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”
‌
“You should have something to ask if you passed the Visconti
headquarters and walked in here, right?”
‌
“Yes.”
‌
I sat down, caressed my yawning Cookie and he served me
hot tea as usual.
‌
“'Master, have you ever heard of the name; ’ Jamilla ?’ “
‌
He tilted his head slightly.
‌
"Jamilla? It’s a name with a unique dialect. I remember all the
names of most nobles, but I’ve never heard of this one.”
‌
I took the crossword puzzle and explained that I had found a
suspicious code in my mother’s diary.
‌
Also, in the future I saw, Mia got rid of the diary.
‌
“According to the note, my mother was close to the empress,
so she was often invited to tea parties at the imperial court.”
‌
“………”
‌
“What if any of the maids in the imperial family knew the
identity of the black magician within the imperial family, and
secretly cast a code through crossword puzzles?”
‌
“ Jamilla …”
‌
Isidore snapped his finger and a thick scroll listing the names
of the royal family and nobles flew into the air.
‌
“Inside this book are up to eight cousins who are the
emperor’s in-laws. Since the sources of information have been
constantly reviewed and organized by informants over the
past three years, there will be no missing names. Let’s look
for them.”
‌
“I can’t believe there are so many nobles in the empire.”
‌
Fortunately, the names are arranged in alphabetical order.
‌
However, no matter how much I searched, I couldn’t find
Jamila’s name.
‌
‘So what is the explanation for that name?’
‌
Again, I ran into a problem that frustrated me. I looked at the
fourth queen’s name 'Astella Hestache’, and slowly opened
my mouth.
‌
“Isidor. By any chance may I get a list of maids who worked
under the fourth queen maybe 9 to 10 years ago?”
‌
“The princess seems to think that the Fourth Queen has a
strong background. She is a queen from a foreign country who
has no powers….”
‌
Isidore slowly clicked his fingers with a worried face.
“Think about it. The Third Prince is jealous that my elder
brother Rosead and realistically almost became a war hero
thanks to the rift.”

‌
“………”
‌
“Also, Mia’s partner in the apparition ceremony was the Third
Prince. Because of her saintly aura, there must have been
requests from young men from different families to
accompany her, but her partner is the Third Prince. Do you
think it’s a coincidence?”
‌
“……..”
‌
“If we investigate the Fourth Queen, we might be able to find
out Jamila’s identity.”
‌
“I will investigate all the maids who took care of the Fourth
Queen.”
‌
[A few days later.]
‌
After continual investigation, they find a woman who
previously served as the fourth queen’s maid.
‌
The woman was currently experiencing the hardships of life,
and she was doing housework in a small monastery for a
pittance.
‌
“If you were a servant of the royal family, the salary would be
high, so why did you leave the job of servant to the Fourth
Queen?”
‌
The woman, who was holding the silver box I had given her
with a greedy face, quickly changed her expressions when the
fourth queen’s name appeared.
‌
“Relax and talk. No one will hurt you.”
‌
When I took out my money and Seymour’s seal, she quickly
rolled her eyes from side to side before opening her mouth.
‌
“Two of the maids I work with have died. Since the Queen
was young, she has been a very tough woman.”
‌
“Have you been the servant of the Fourth Queen since she
was young?”
‌
“I have been with the Fourth Queen since she was fifteen
years old and when she came to the Empire from the Norman
Kingdom.”
‌
“So do you know Jamila’s name?”
‌
At that moment, the woman’s eyes widened.
‌
“How does Princess Seymour know the real name of the
Fourth Queen?”
CHAPTER 179

“I have been with the Fourth Queen since she was fifteen
years old and when she came to the Empire from the Norman
Kingdom.”
‌
“So do you know Jamila’s name?”
‌
At that moment, the woman’s eyes widened.
‌
“How does Princess Seymour know the real name of the
Fourth Queen?”
“You mean the fact that she had a different name than the
current one?"‌
I asked the woman with a surprised face.
“Yes, the name ‘ Jamilla ’ was the name used by the Fourth
Queen during the reign of the Norman Kingdom, and the
name ‘Astella’ currently used is the name the Queen gave
herself directly when she gave birth to the Third Prince.”‌
"…I see.”
‌
In this way Jamilla’s name was not in Isidore’s list. It is a
compilation of names searched over the past three years.
‌
And the fact that Mia gave up the Duchess’s note also meant
that she was so deeply involved with the fourth queen that she
knew her real name.
‌
As I was absent-minded, the woman rolled her eyes
anxiously.
‌
“By the way, how does Princess Seymour know this name…?
It’s a name that only the Queen’s close aides know…”
‌
She muttered softly, her face confused.
‌
Since there was nothing to make me tell her, I stood up.
‌
“Forget all about today. If you take care of your mouth,
nothing bad will happen to you.”
‌
“Oh, yes. It is an honor to help Princess Seymour.”
‌
The woman, who quickly understood what I said, grabbed the
bag of money tightly and bent her body, and Isidore, who had
figured out the identity of the name in the crossword puzzle,
put on a deep robe. After a while we went out the back door
of the monastery.
‌
“After all, Jamilla was the name of the fourth queen.”
‌
“I realized that there is darkness under the light.”
‌
I nodded in agreement with Isidore’s words.
‌
The person behind the group of black magicians, the demon
summoner, and the person who caused rifts and caused many
casualties was wandering around the imperial palace
undetected.
‌
Even though she was the queen of a foreign country without
support.
‌
Who would have imagined that?
‌
Aside from feeling astonished, as the blank puzzle pieces
appeared one after another, the big picture drawn by the other
person began to look definite.
‌
In the novel, the reason for Mia’s continual refusal to court
others who had power and wealth was because she was
already determined to support the Third Prince after
solidifying her status as an incarnation of a Saint.
‌
“After all, the Fourth Queen created a fake saint named Mia in
order to make her son an emperor.”
‌
In order to give legitimacy to the Third Prince who lacked it,
she was trying to use Saint Naila’s status.

I opened my mouth thinking parents’ obsession with their

children is terrifying again.
‌
“Now I understand why the black magicians who pretended to
be priests and searched for the saint never touched Mia
Binoche, and why they tried to make Mia a saint.”
‌
“The reason why Marquis François fully supported Mia
Binoche was to appoint the son of the fourth queen as
Emperor.”
‌
Isidore replied to my words.
‌
“The man chosen by the Saint Incarnation . At this rate, he
would be able to receive support from the people even if he
didn’t have the blue hair that symbolizes the imperial family.”
‌
“Also, other than putting a Saint at the forefront, it could
attract temple powers that were wary of the rising imperial
power.”
‌
As Isidore said, if a saint becomes empress, there is
justification for the temple to interfere directly or indirectly in
politics.

‌
“If all had gone according to their plan, the Senate, which
coveted the power monopolized by the family of the founding
shareholders, would have also colluded with the Fourth Queen
to raise the hand of the Third Prince.”
‌
I can’t believe she’s trying to contain the powerful imperial
faction of the Temple and the Senate.
‌
“…She has put on a great play.”
‌
And absurdly, during that time, I’ve been unwittingly
constantly making a mess by cutting into the fourth queen and
Mia’s plan.
‌
In the novel, Mia holds the people’s support through selfless
service, shows outstanding performance at the academy, and
displays a great presence in the social world.
‌
However, due to my intervention, Mia lost her Pink Diamond,
the title of Flower of the Year, the position of executive
officer of the academy, and all other important personal
relationships, and her position did not rise as it did in the
novel.
T: You took everything
The Fourth Queen must be careful and watch for the biggest
obstacle.’
‌
They ended up deliberately targeting my life, which was an
obstacle for them.
‌
‘crazy.’
‌
She was trying to kill me for spoiling her plan.
‌
She deliberately separated Isidore and me, kindled fires, and
even sent powerful black assassins and magicians.
‌
Now, the person behind this must be convinced that I am the
true embodiment of a Saint.
‌
My fists tightened as I muttered the word 'devil’.
CHAPTER 180

In the novel, Mia holds the people’s support through selfless

service, shows outstanding performance at the academy, and
displays a great presence in the social world.
‌
However, due to my intervention, Mia lost her Pink Diamond,
the title of Flower of the Year, the position of executive
officer of the academy, and all other important personal
relationships, and her position did not rise as it did in the
novel.
T: You took everything
The Fourth Queen must be careful and watch for the biggest
obstacle.’
‌
They ended up deliberately targeting my life, which was an
obstacle for them.
‌
‘crazy.’
‌
She was trying to kill me for spoiling her plan.
‌
She deliberately separated Isidore and me, kindled fires, and
even sent powerful black assassins and magicians.
‌
Now, the person behind this must be convinced that I am the
true embodiment of a Saint.
‌
My fists tightened as I muttered the word 'devil’.
***
‌
“Huh! Huh!”
‌
Mia jumped out of bed and took a deep breath.
‌
Her body was drenched in cold sweat from her terrifying
dream.
‌
She had a terrifying nightmare after a long time.
‌
No matter how vivid her dreams were, she could still smell
the fishy scent of blood from the tip of her nose.
‌
“Come with us, Lady Mia.”
‌
Mia was secretly approached by Lady Ophelia, hoping that
she would pay off the Binoche family debt and allow her to
enter the academy and social circle, where only selected
nobles attend.
After all, the family collapsed anyway, and they had no
future.
‌
Dying was better than marrying an old man or a squalid
commoner while stricken with debt.
‌
“We will make you shine brighter than anyone else in the
empire.”
‌
“how?”
‌
“The most shining thing in the Empire, loved by all. Is there
anything other than a Saint?”
‌
Mia accepts Lady Ophelia’s request to become a fake saint.
She rationalizes herself that she has no choice but to stay alive
and take part in the ritual to summon the demon.
‌
There she encountered a scene she would never forget for the
rest of her life.

A strange magic circle with a goat pattern and a six-pointed

star.
The smell of a rotting human body.
‌
Jamila’s name is written in dark red blood.
‌
The reason Mia knows Jamila’s name is because the Fourth
Queen uses her real name to summon the demon.
‌
And there, Mia heard the devil’s whisper.
‌
“You have a deep shadow.”
‌
‌
Her heart pounded painfully at the strange sound that
resonated in her brain and eardrums.
‌
Seeing the devil’s figure shimmering like a shadow behind the
candle, Mia knew there was no turning back.
‌
The voice of the black magicians gradually grew louder, and
Ophelia raised her sharp sword towards Mia. Her eyes looked
like sheep sacrificed to the altar.(The conversation here is
about Mia)
‌
She couldn’t even scream.

‌
Red blood spurted into the air, and a deep gash formed on the
back of Mia’s white neck.
‌
The pain she felt when she first saw what they called sacred
blood within the body was indescribable and words could not
describe.
‌
But the pain seems to be fading away gradually.
‌
Now when I heard that the Holy Blood wasn’t enough, I felt
nervous.
‌
'I have to be a real saint…’
‌
If you give me a chance, I can shine brighter than anyone else.
‌
She obviously had this nightmare because she heard the news
that Deborah Seymour was still alive.
‌
“It’s all because of her!”
‌
Mia gasped violently, throwing everything she could hold into
her hand.
‌
'I want her to die…’
‌
Pain and despair deepen. Little by little, it was sinking into a
black swamp with no end in sight.
‌
***
‌
The fourth queen, Jamilla, tapped the armrest with a squinted
face.
‌
She couldn’t even kill Princess Deborah, she lost so much.
‌
She becomes convinced that Princess Deborah was a saint
sent down by the Ruler, but there are very few things she can
do now.
‌
“Ha, I didn’t expect Albert to leave a trace.”
‌
The dearest subordinate died without erasing traces of magic,
and the imperial family designated the black magician as the
suspect for the arson.
‌
Surveillance has been intensified.
‌
Additionally, Princess Deborah was suspected of being a saint
due to her divine powers.
‌
'This time I can get over it, but the next problem is…’
Under pressure from the Crown Prince to make Mia display
the divine power she displayed during the incense ceremony,
Mia healed a person who had been burned in the library.
‌
'Thanks to this, there is still something left.’
‌
The crown prince could no longer pressure Mia for fear of
rumors.
‌
However, the scholars whose lives were saved because of
Princess Deborah and the witnesses who saw the pure white
light, often said that Mia was not a saint.
‌
So the community was now in shambles because of the
sudden controversy about the saint.
‌
The Temple and the Senate, who support Mia behind them,
hoped that Princess Deborah would not be a saint, so the
claim that Princess Deborah was a saint is gradually losing
ground.
‌
“But if Princess Deborah directly showed the power she
wielded at the incense ceremony, public opinion would turn in
an instant.”
‌
She should have killed the princess before revealing her
power to the world, but that was already ridiculous.
‌
'Will I get a chance to kill her before then?’
‌
‌
Do I have to make a deal with the devil again?
‌
“Ma'am. What should I do?”
‌
Jamila, who was looking at the kneeling black magicians, bit
her lip with confused eyes and stood on her seat.
‌
“For now, wait until the day the red moon rises.”
‌
On the day when the red moon was rising, as the barrier
connecting to the demon world grew larger, the ruler’s
interference weakened and the demon’s power became
stronger.
‌
“It wasn’t long before that day….”
‌
Her black eyes sparkled.
CHAPTER 181

“Deborah, your birthday is approaching.”

‌
Duke Seymour, who was sitting in front of me, looked at the
chessboard and said suddenly, and I nodded as I picked up the
queen piece.
‌
“How about spending this Christmas quietly with only close
family members without inviting guests? Since the
circumstances behind who was targeting you are yet to be
revealed….”
‌
I haven’t shared the evidence I found in the note with my
father yet.
‌
Although we have deduced the background, there is also no
conclusive evidence for the investigation and interrogation of
the royal family.’
‌
I can’t believe the emperor’s favorite queen is targeting me.
‌
It was a very sneaky move, so it gave me a headache.
‌
Instead of responding to my father’s suggestion, I crossed the
chessboard with a black elephant and brought down the white
pawn.
‌
My father slowly rubbed his chin as he watched the black
elephant bravely charge into the enemy camp.
‌
“That’s a bold move. Just like you.”
‌
Like me?
‌
Upon his comment, I was astonished.

I’ve lived thinking I’m shy and quiet, but how did this
happen?
‌
But I made a decision that if I had another life, I wouldn’t live
as an easy person…’
‌
I picked up the knight piece while remembering that fierce
determination.
‌
We were determined not to lose, and in the end my father’s
horse got caught up in the queen and jockey and it was
impossible to move.
‌
“Checkmate.”
‌
He thought for a moment, moving his horse hither and thither,
and finally announced his surrender.
‌
“You deliberately gave up the elephant to lure the king in that
direction. There is no way Enrique or this father could have
considered it.”
‌
He murmured as if lamenting his luck, and leaned his back on
the chair.
‌
While I was playing the game, the sun was setting and the sky
was colored black and snow was splattering in the dark.
‌
There was a sudden silence in the office. Duke Seymour’s
silver eyes sank into the flowing darkness, with a cold energy.
‌
After I was attacked in the Imperial Library, my father was
burning with intense hostility.
‌
To some extent, he mobilized private soldiers and investigated
black magicians on a rainy day, and charged Marquis François
with a tax evasion case to block the financing line for Mia.
‌
However, the duke already knows that cutting off the tail, not
the head or the body, is useless.
‌
“dad.”
‌
“Yes, speak up.”
‌
“This year, my birthday will be more special than everyone
else’s, just like Princess Seymour. My debut party has been
more successful in the empire, and I’ve also become the
queen of the hunting competition, so it’s boring if I go
through it quietly, isn’t it?”
‌
“…….”
‌
“Of course, I have no intention of inviting guests to this
house, okay.”
‌
I whispered, as if telling him a secret.
‌
“I’m going to have a party on the ship.”
‌
“…a party on the ship?”
‌
Hearing my words, he raised his eyebrows.
‌
“Yes, I got a nice ship as a gift.”
‌
The person who sent the amazing gift was Isidore, a southern
duke with a large port and owning dozens of ships.
‌
“I can’t believe it is possible to transport that big ship to the
capital.”
‌
An embarrassed feeling crossed the Duke’s eyes when I said I
would throw a party on deck, after the ship that had been
given as a gift, had been transported on the River Rainier
which flows around the Horon.
‌
“Huh…”
‌
As he clicked his tongue, his eyes narrowed slightly.
‌
I thought he would refer to vanity and luxury, but the words
that came out of his mouth were surprising.
‌
“As your father, I haven’t decided on your gift yet, but
someone is preparing a ship as a gift. Who the hell came up
with this idea?”
‌
“……….,”
‌
“I think it’s time to bid on the jewel….”
‌
Deborah: “I was also surprised, because I did not even know
that Isidore would send a ship so willingly.”
‌
The Duke suddenly asked my opinion with a serious and
solemn expression
‌
“…Deborah. How about a mine where rubies are mined?”
‌
“Wow, that’s really amazing. My heart nearly fell out.”
‌
“Ah, then isn’t a mine better than a ship?”
‌
“Hmmm, I think mine is the best.”
‌
There was no other reason to refuse something so expensive
as a gift, so I answered quickly, and the duke straightened his
stern expression and smiled softly, stroking my hair with his
large hand.
‌
“Yes, this is my daughter.”
‌
“……”
‌
It was a bit vague whether it was a compliment or an insult,
but my dad seemed to be having a lot of fun, so I smiled.
***
‌
“what the hell is that?”
‌
On the opposite port of the river Rene.
‌
People who saw a modern two-deck, elegantly shaped ship at
anchor, mumbled in amazement.
‌
When a white ship appeared, four or five times the size of a
yacht or a boat, it caught the attention of passers-by and was
hard to ignore.
‌
People did not know who was the owner of that luxury ship. a
little later.
‌
“They said the Duke of Visconti gave Princess Deborah a
ship.”
‌
“Presenting such a white and beautiful ship. It’s very
romantic.”
‌
“Don’t you think it would be nice to see the sunset, while
dating on that ship?”
‌
“They say the ship is named ‘Debbie’, the princess’s
nickname.”
‌
While everyone was jealous of Princess Deborah’s special
birthday gift, news of a lavender-colored diamond for sale at
the auction house spread across social circles.
‌
Unlike the Pink Diamond, of which there are currently 3 left,
there was also a rumor that the Purple Diamond was the only
one currently.
CHAPTER 182

“They say the ship is named ‘Debbie’, the princess’s

nickname.”
‌
While everyone was jealous of Princess Deborah’s special
birthday gift, news of a lavender-colored diamond for sale at
the auction house spread across social circles.
‌
Unlike the Pink Diamond, of which there are currently 3 left,
there was also a rumor that the Purple Diamond was the only
one currently.
“Purple diamonds. Will be targeted soon.”
‌
“Hmmm… It’s purple. When I think about it, that person’s
face immediately comes to mind.”
‌
“I think I know who she is without you telling me. It’s
because she’s the most talked about person in the social world
right now.”
‌
“This jewelry dealer’s business skills are not normal.”
‌
“Once you look at it, you can’t take your eyes off the beauty
of this diamond.”
‌
‌
A sparkling purple diamond, as if it were the night sky.
‌
It was a gem as if it was made for Princess Deborah, and
everyone who was thinking of giving her a birthday present
had similar thoughts about this diamond.
‌
“This sparkler is purple… I guess it wouldn’t be bad for my
sister’s birthday present, would it?”
‌
Bellerick exclaimed and snapped his finger.
‌
“Who in this empire is more suited to a purple gem than my
sister? I will obtain the item right away.”
‌
In due course the Duke of Visconti presented a new ship, and
her father was excluded from the list of candidates because he
had submitted a mine.

It was worth trying.

‌
“But, Mr. Bellerick…”
‌
The follower carefully opened his mouth.
‌
“What?”
‌
“Master Rosad also expressed his intention to participate in
the bidding for that gem. Before sending the bid price, it
would be good to know the other person’s budget in
advance.”
‌
“Damn it! Why does this bastard think like me every time?!”
‌
It wasn’t just Rosad.
‌
The Paslin family, which benefited greatly from the insurance
business, also participated in the bidding, and the news that
the Fifth Princess had also entered the bidding race caused an
uproar in the social world.
‌
“Princess. How much are you going to bid?”
‌
Terry asked with a curious face, and the Fifth Princess
narrowed her eyes.
‌
“You’re spying on me!. You think I don’t know you’re sly? If
you see my price, you’re thinking of overbidding me, right?”
‌
“I don’t have money.”
‌
Terry said proudly.
‌
It was true that he did not have a single penny in his hand.
‌
But in this case, it seemed that he could borrow money from
his mother. It was Princess Deborah who saved his mother
from the rift that occurred in the Heaven’s Forest.
‌
“Okay. I shouldn’t have worried.”
‌
The Fifth Princess whispered and wrote the bid price with a
pitiful face.
‌
The price was so ridiculous, Terry swallowed a false smile.
‌
“Well, I will present the princess with a horse of rare breed
that I bred on the farm.”
‌
“It’s not bad as a gift either.”
‌
“Since the price of this gem is so high, I don’t think I would
dare bet.”
‌
“Even I, not sure if I’d win the bid, also the Seymour twins
raise prices competitively.”
‌
What is certain is that the behind-the-scenes competition for
that gem is fiercer now than it was in the days of the pink
diamond.
‌
***
‌
At the moment, the Seymour twins put in the highest bid.
‌
On the other hand, Isidor, owner of the diamond and owner of
⟨Diana⟩ distribution company, was looking at the current
situation of prices and the list of participants.
‌
'Everyone is excited.’
‌
After all, the person who would win the bid for that gem had
already been decided from the start.
‌
“Why does everyone think one ship will be all I have for it?”
‌
…Does it look like I have no money?
‌
Isidore hesitated while looking at the list of potential bidders,
then stopped his hand.
Isidore’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the list.

It was written “Javier Hestache”.

A sharp look emerged.

'The Third Prince…’

A person who has never bid for the purple diamond

participates.

“He offered a fairly high price.” Given that the bid price had
been adjusted several times, there was a possibility that the
price would increase even more with time.

'It doesn’t matter anyway.’

All of those who participated in this auction were Isidore’s

companions, so there was no possibility that the jewel would
fall into the hands of the Third Prince.

But this behavior of the third prince convinced Isidore.

From the time he spilled alcohol down Deborah’s skirt out of

nowhere, and came to the academy to meddle in her affairs,
Isidore instinctively realizes that he is like Philap.
They are arrogant from birth, obsessed with being superior
compared to others, and have the greatest amount of pride.

Additionally, the Third Prince must know the behind-the-

scenes work his mother, the Fourth Queen, is doing, so he
must be convinced that Deborah is the reincarnation of the
Saint, not Mia Binoche.

Repeatedly tossing the coin with an expressionless face,

Isidore slowly stood up as it was time to begin the auction of
the gem called the “Lavender Diamond.”
CHAPTER 183

Repeatedly tossing the coin with an expressionless face,

Isidore slowly stood up as it was time to begin the auction of
the gem called the “Lavender Diamond.”
‌
[T/N: They call it lavender because of its purple color]
***
The auction house was crowded with people who had come to
see the precious gems.
It was difficult to see the jewelry from a distance, and the
atmosphere was even more intense because the faces of the
participants were excited.
‌
A purple diamond was shrouded in dim light in the center of
the hall, in a large glass box, and there were many nobles who
were betting on who would win this beautiful gem.
At that time, the auction house was in a state of excitement.
‘look over there.’
“It’s Rosad Seymour!”
‌
Hearing them, Rosad was struggling to keep a straight face as
usual, but then Bellerick appeared with his long hair messed
up and with a wary expression.
‌
'Looks like I came with him. I feel bad.’
‌
Although they were twins, they did not enter together, but
they arrived at the auction house at the same time.
‌
'Isn’t this the Fifth Princess?’
‌
“Marquis Paslin is here too.”
‌
The atmosphere in the auction house heated up as VIPs
appeared one after another.
“Hmm.”
Rosad, with his legs crossed, firmly seated in a VIP seat,
available only to those who had successfully participated in
the auction, looked around with cold eyes.
He found the Third Prince and narrowed his eyes.
‌“I know very well that Deborah is very popular, but this is a
bit surprising.”
‌
Of course, the Third Prince could have come to bid for
someone other than Deborah.
However, he was somewhat disturbed because he had heard
the story that Isidore and the Third Prince almost had a sword
duel at the academy.
“Well, this gem will fall into my hands anyway.”
Rozad deliberately revealed the price he had in mind, and
when the competition intensified he doubled the price.
When there is enough amount to win, most of them notice and
increase the amount by 10 percent, or as much as 30 percent.
‌
He was convinced of victory because he boldly multiplied it.
‌
“I’m just buying a birthday present for my sister, but I’m not
sure why I’m doing so much.”
Ugh, I’ve seen a lot of stuff so far, so I have to. Because
Deborah has become an important figure in our family…’
While Rozad was justifying himself, Bellerick had a similar
idea.
He’s not the only madman who doubles the price, everyone
doubles the amount, even if the diamond is very expensive.
‌
The participants waited for the announcement of the winner of
the gem, and hid the tension that was beginning to mount.
‌
Then he began to hear an unusual hum from the doorway.
‌
Bellerick’s eyes widened as he watched Isidor enter the VIP
seats with a gentle smile.
‌
“Why is the Duke of Visconti here?”
‌
It was an unexpected face.
‌
He has already made a gift to Deborah.
‌
“Isidor, will you participate in this auction as well? Since you
obtained the item you were aiming for in a paslin, I would like
you to give up this jewel.”
‌
Marquis Paslin spoke bluntly, and Isidor laughed.
‌
“You know princesses love precious things. And it’s a chance
for me to show a little love, so if I miss that jewel, I’ll be
disappointed.”
‌
“Sigh, I need to find another gift.”
‌
Marquis Paslin sighed, feeling defeated. There was no chance
for him as his nephew would not start in a losing game.
‌
‌
***
‌
The next day, the news spread in the social world that the
lavender diamond was sold at a record price. With this price,
you can buy three houses in Yonas.
‌
The price was 3 times the price of the pink diamond in the last
auction.
‌
“Of course, the main character associated with the jewel is
Princess Deborah, right?”
'It hurts even to speak. And the Duke of Visconti is also
amazing, if he offers such an astronomical price.
‌
Amidst the chatter about the owner of this jewel, the Queen’s
palace was turned upside down.
‌
“Heck! Calm down, Queen!” (The Maid)
‌
This is because the news that her son has taken part in the
tumultuous diamond auction, has reached the ears of the
fourth queen.
‌
“Oh my God, he’s lost his mind! What the hell was he doing
there?”
‌
Princess Deborah was already giving her a great headache, but
when her son unsuccessfully poured oil on the fire, she threw
everything into her hands in great anger.
‌
“Why the hell did he do such a stupid thing?”
‌
Does my son still have delusions that he will be able to turn
the Seymour family into his favour? It is already impossible to
spoil the relationship between Isidore and Princess Deborah.
‌
Also, the Seymour and Visconti family, who had an ancient
history from the time of the founding of the empire, really
upheld the legality of the succession.
‌
'He even failed to win the bid.’
‌
If he had handed that purple gem to Mia, this scene was worth
seeing.
‌
Jamila rubbed the back of her neck for a while, then jumped
up.
‌
She stopped by to visit the Third Prince’s mansion.
‌
However, the Third Prince’s room was empty.
‌
“Where’s Javier?”
CHAPTER 184

Jamila rubbed the back of her neck for a while, then jumped
up.
‌
She stopped by to visit the Third Prince’s mansion.
‌
However, the Third Prince’s room was empty.
‌
“Where’s Javier?”
After a while, the third prince appeared.
‌
Messy looking.
‌
Her facial expressions distorted as she saw that he smelled of
alcohol. And the perfume of a woman spreads from him as
well, as if he were an anesthetic.
‌
“Didn’t I tell you dozens of times to stay close to the northern
lords and keep Count Ruen away?”
‌
“I’m extending my personal relationship. I’m not a three-year-
old, so why do you personally even interfere with my
friendships?”
‌
“crazy!”
‌
He lived quietly for a while, only seeming devoted to
swordsmanship, but the Fourth Queen cried out as she saw her
son showing signs of rebellion again.
‌
‌
“Don’t you know that my ranking among queens is fourth,
like an isolated servant with only enemies?”
‌
“Ha-ha!” The Third Prince laughed briefly.
‌
“Every time you say this to me, what the hell can I do so that
you can level up?”
‌
He extended his empty hand.
‌
“There are people who dare to despise me, I of the royal
family, and among them is the Northern Marquis! And, by the
way, what is wrong with trying to possess a small diamond, so
that you get angry and come to see me so early in the
morning?”
‌
“You had to win the bid so much that no one else could bid
after you! The Emperor loves you and would have given you
that much as a gift, but why did you bid less than the Duke of
Visconti?! Were you humiliated like last time?!”
‌
He was already tired of the endless hassle.
‌
The third prince, who was used to this, wasn’t listening to her.
I’m tired of it, like the good old days when I was so upset I
couldn’t breathe
‌
“I’m tired of it, like the good old days when I was so upset I
couldn’t breathe.”
‌
My mother always says this is for me, but she tried to make
me a puppet, threatening me very badly in this way.
‌
When I was little, I obeyed my mother, but not now.
‌
Was it because the period of staying alone in the northern part
of the country, was too long?
‌
Looking from afar, my mother wasn’t that great. Not many
things were going as intended, and her plans failed every time,
even with a contract with such a powerful demon.
‌
‌
“…Do you understand me? Javier, you just have to do as I tell
you.”
‌
‌
While thinking differently, Javier nodded dryly.
‌
‌
“And…… But still, you weren’t lazy to train, so I won’t say
anything anymore.”
‌
‌
Soon after, the Fourth Queen walked out of the palace angrily,
and Javier gritted his teeth.
‌
‘I did as I was told, but she crawled into my palace for no
reason and judged me.’
‌
He picked up his coat with a gruff gesture and walked out of
the palace again.
‌
***
‌
‌
With a cigarette in his hand, he was hanging out with Count
Rouen, and a rumor spread while he was drinking.
‌
“There are rumors that the Duke of Visconti paid a large sum
and won the Purple Gem to betroth Princess Deborah.”
‌
“probably. Although Princess Deborah is a little young to
become a Duchess, her marriage has been delayed more than
other young people from other families.”
‌
‌
'Does this mean that he will propose?’
‌
‌
The Third Prince slowly let out the smoke and narrowed his
eyes.

“Will Princess Deborah accept the Duke of Visconti’s

betrothal?”

‌
the Third Prince asked, while rubbing the end of the cigarette
on the table and putting it out.

‌
“Unless there are special circumstances, they will marry after
betrothal. Is there any reason to refuse the proposal of a man
who is the best prospective husband in the social world?”

“The devotion of the Duke of Visconti is astonishing.”

“Ha-ha. Visconti and Seymour. The marriage will be a win-

win for both of them.”
Count Ruen frowned as he poured wine for the Third Prince,
and the noble beside him shook his head.
‌
“I honestly envy the Duke of Visconti. I’ve heard that
Princess Deborah runs a very large company. It also means
that she has a very large income.”
‌
‌
“Not just a company. Rumors circulated that the Princess had
received a sapphire mine as a gift from Duke Seymour.”
‌
Everyone exploded in boos at the word mine.
‌
It is because they are always short of money because they
spend a lot of time enjoying the nightlife.
‌
“When Duke Visconti appeared as a companion of the
princess during the Spring Festival, everyone was amazed, but
now that I saw him, he had more good foresight than anyone
else.”
‌
“Not only his father-in-law is the master of the tower, but the
princess also leads the fashion in the social world without
realizing it. She has it all. Also every competition shrinks
when she gets involved, but not many want to put up with her
prickly personality. Ha-ha.”
‌
In the middle of the smug conversation, someone asked a
question.
‌
“By the way, there are rumors that Princess Deborah, who is
famous for her personality, is the reincarnation of a saint…
Does that make sense?”
‌
“Of course, this is nonsense. It is more convincing that Mia
Binoche is a saint.”
‌
“Mia Binoche has pink hair to symbolize a saint, and she
helps the slums….”
‌
“But there is no way famous scientists can lie, right?”
‌
“When there is a fire, even the smartest scientist will have a
hard time staying sane, right?”
‌
While listening to the argument about the saintess, the third
prince drank a lot of alcohol.
‌
His red, wine-soaked lips were strangely curled.
‌
Because he knew that Mia Binoche was a fake through his
mother borrowing the power of the devil, and that the truth
was that Princess Deborah was the real Saint.
‌
'Fake…’

‌
Since childhood, his mother made a vow that he would hold
all the valuables in the world in his hand.
‌
“Javi. My chosen one. If you do as I say, I can put the whole
world at your feet.”
When he didn’t feel safe, he trusted his mother’s words and
headed to the cold northern part of the country.
‌
After suffering, I returned to the capital, but what fell into my
hands was a fake saint, it wasn’t even funny.
‌
Isidore Visconti took the true saint…
‌
The Duke of Visconti’s intriguing look and Princess
Deborah’s sarcastic tone returned to him, possibly caused by
the alcohol.
‌
Isidore’s eyes, which saw through the inclinations of others,
had a corner that stimulated a latent sense of inferiority.
‌
'I am a member of the royal family. I am the Emperor’s son!’
‌
'Why dare he ignore me?’
‌
'Why do they have everything I should have?’
The Third Prince felt an inferiority complex, and gripped the
glass in his hand tightly.
‌
“Prince, are you alright?”
‌
The glass shattered and the surrounding nobles were stunned,
but in their ears, only the ringing continued.
‌
“Now I am tired of being touched by my mother’s words.”
‌
Blood started to pool in his empty hand, and he opened his fist
with a suspicious smile.
‌
He grabbed his fist and opened it.
CHAPTER 185

“Now I am tired of being touched by my mother’s words.”

‌
Blood started to pool in his empty hand, and he opened his fist
with a suspicious smile.
‌
He grabbed his fist and opened it.
‌
***
***
‌
In the dream, Naila looked at the blood red moon. It was an
ominous light different from the red moon I had seen in the
pictures while surfing the internet.
‌
Naila trembled unexpectedly under the red moon.
Knowing that I am an idiot, he called me Hugo*. Why is he
pushing me away again?’
‌
(T: someone who everyone uses for their own good)
‌
She muttered to herself sadly.
‌
“Is he tired of me?”
‌
Naila is inwardly shocked by the man who looks like Isidore,
after he says that a good woman does not suit his taste.
‌
‌
As I look back at my past life’s memories through the eyes of
a third person, I felt like I could understand why the man had
suddenly pushed her away and frowned.
‌
“… Naila was very popular.”
‌
At the time of crossing the desert there were only the man and
Naila, but after overcoming adversity and returning to the
capital, she was greeted by reinforcements.
‌
Heir to the Heistach family was a childhood friend of Naila’s,
and the Seymour twins loved her like their own younger
sister.
‌
And not only all this, but those who received invitations from
Orge and Montez thought that they were close to Naila. (1)
(1) Seymour always gave birth to twins. This is mentioned in
the first chapters.
‌
’…he was jealous’
‌
As I bit my tongue, my vision suddenly began to turn red, and
the sky gradually began to turn dark red with the sound of an
ominous crow.
‌
Naila’s memories are now coming to an end, and my eyes
open in a cold sweat.
‌
“Uh….”
‌
As soon as I saw the familiar ceiling, I let out a sigh.
‌
It was a dream, but the sight of the gates of the Demon Realm
opening so clearly in front of my eyes made my heart thump
to the point of pain.
‌
I turned my head and wiped the cold sweat from the back of
my neck.
‌
The sky outside the window is always the same, only with
thick, dark clouds slowly pouring in.
‌
However, the dark red sky that I saw in my dream kept
turning red, so I couldn’t go back to sleep and tossed for a
long time.
‌
Suddenly, the faint light of dawn came through the window,
and to change my mood, I gently tossed into the air the
fortune coin Isidore had given me.
‌
I stood after looking at the other side for a while.
‌
“I got up early after a long time.”
‌
I usually sleep until I feel like it, but I got up early and took a
walk around the annex.
‌
Meanwhile, I heard the servants talking in the backyard of the
garden.
‌
“Oh my God! Do they decorate the boat with flowers?”
‌
“Yes. The reason the Duke of Visconti gave the princess a
ship and the lavender diamond was for an engagement
request.”
‌
When I wondered if Isidor’s actions seemed romantic in the
eyes of others, enthusiastic shouts broke out here and there.
‌
“Plus, they said he bought fireworks, but is he trying to
propose on her birthday night?”
‌
“It’s romantic just by listening to it. A proposal on the ship!”
‌
While listening to their chatter, I scratched my chin in a vague
mood.
‌
‘Rumours spread much faster than expected.’
‌
The person who started the rumor that Isidore would formally
propose to me on a white ship bearing my pseudonym
'Debbie’…… was me.
‌
Of course, my partner, as always, was Isidore.
‌
***
***
‌
That day
‌
From the moment I learned that the fourth Queen, Jamilla,
was behind it all, I was worried.
‌
The other party already knows that I am the True Saint, so
they will try to end my life.
Again, since we are convinced that the fourth queen is behind
this, it can be said that it is a tie result, but the problem is that
there is no substantial evidence to investigate the imperial
family.
‌
Moreover, the fact that she had been hiding her identity for so
long in the imperial family, who strictly rejected black magic,
was evidence that it was difficult to find proof that the Fourth
Queen was a witch.
‌
“…..at some point in time you have to pull the enemy hard
from the darkness into the light.”
‌
Because of the long period of suppression, witches were
finding it hard to hide.
‌
The Imperial Guard attempted to capture the wizard, the main
culprit behind the library fire, but ultimately failed.
‌
“It’s better to let him out on his own.”
‌
‌***
‌
I moved the white elephant on the chessboard on the table in
Isidore’s office.
‌
“Let’s cast the bait first. Since he deliberately set the library
on fire, it seems like she’s in a hurry too.”
‌
“You mean you’re going to do a script to motivate her.”
I nodded my head at Isidore’s words.
‌
‌
“That would be faster than finding evidence that the Fourth
Queen is a witch. After being lured with mouth-watering bait,
she will show herself. What do you think?”
‌
He did not answer easily.
‌
What they want is my life, so Isidor was worried I might use
myself as bait.
‌
“Don’t worry about it. My dream is to live a long and healthy
life.”
‌
“……”
‌
“Isidore. How about using the ship as bait?”
‌
I slowly moved the elephant diagonally.
‌
“In the end, it is a plan I thought of because my birthday is
approaching….”
‌
“Go on.”
‌
“Can you lend me one of the ships in the south?”
‌
“……”
‌
“If you organize a party on the ship, you can naturally leak the
information that you are on the ship to your enemies.”
‌
I continued speaking slowly as I watched the elephant get
knocked down by the black pawn.
‌
“The enemies probably consider the ship to be a much easier
place to attack than the library. In particular, the water speed
downstream of the Rene River is slow, and there are large
forests around, so it is easier for the enemy to sneak up and
attack the ship.”
‌
The ship that floats on the river is ultimately a bait to
eliminate the enemy.
‌
“But, I don’t know if they will catch me…”
‌
In my mumbling, Isidore looked at the king, who became his
companion as a partner.
‌
“Let’s give them a chance to catch me.”
‌
Isidore understood what I meant and at once offered me a fine
ship the next day.
‌
In addition, he auctioned off a rare gem.
‌
So people came to the conclusion that Isidor would naturally
propose to me on the ship.
CHAPTER 186

I was listening to the servants’ conversations, hoping that they

would pick up on the rumors that had circulated in the past
well.
‌
‘What are you doing here?’
‌
Bellerick stood behind me with a grim expression.
‌
“Why are you here, brother?”
‌
Oh, I was surprised.
‌
“Why did you get up so early? The sun will come up soon.”
‌
“Brother, didn’t you sleep well? You don’t seem to have a
very good complexion.”
‌
‌
“Isidor dared to make me a loser in the jewelry auction, so
how could my expression be so good?”
‌
“It’s a plan I made, so I think it’s good.”
‌
“Uh.”
He let out a short sigh and ruffled his hair roughly.
‌
Various rumors have been circulating recently, and my family
secretly participated in the plan to lure witches onto the ship I
received as a gift.
‌
‌
Bellerick, whose weakness was in my hands, is more reliable
than anyone else.
‌
‌
“Brother. Did you find it anyway? The birthday present I
asked for.”
‌
“Yeah… I found it.”
‌
He mumbled, then suddenly let out a smile as if he was being
silly.
‌
‌
“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone like you threaten
someone to find them a birthday present!”
‌
“Anyway, the gift my brother will bring is obviously not
going to be that great, so I’d better find what I want, right?
You didn’t buy it, you just looked for it, so it doesn’t cost you
any money.”
‌
The feeling that Seymour’s direct descendants had bad taste
when choosing a gift can be demonstrated by the case of
Enrique, who received the same three magic “wands.”
‌
“I am speechless! I think the only person who can handle your
character is Isidore.”
‌
‌
Suddenly he grabbed my hand tightly.
‌
“But what is this?”
‌
“I found it like you said, so calling it a gift is an exaggeration.
It’s not as expensive as a purple diamond, but it’s worth a
little.”
‌
Bellerick turned and disappeared, and I smiled as I looked at
the jewelry box he had thrown at me.
‌
‌***
‌
‌
“Is it good?”
‌
“What?”
‌
“How are you going to spend your birthday?”
Isidore asked me if I was upset that we were using my
birthday as bait to attract witches, for it should be a happier
day than any other, but it wasn’t at all.
‌
There are a lot of people here who care about me, and they
don’t just care about using me, so I was already happy as if I
had received such a wonderful gift.
‌
‌
Then I was surprised.
‌
‌
Suddenly, I was truly accepting that Deborah’s birthday was
mine, not Yoon Do-hee’s.
‌
Yes, this is no longer a fantasy for me.
‌
It is truly global.
‌
***
[I think it’s a very good opportunity. If you give me an order,
we’ll have a meeting in the basement of the General Store in
the Third District.]
‌
A witch disguised as a fashionista brought a catalog of
clothing designs to the Fourth Queen, which contained a note.
‌
At first glance, the magician looked like an ordinary
employee, so the scene was completely devoid of any
suspicion.
‌
The fourth queen snapped her fingers as she opened the
catalog of her red dress.
‌
When she bent her fourth finger and raised her index and
middle finger and tapped four times at regular intervals, it
meant wait.
‌
For a long time, witch have been secretly communicating
from the outside with hand signals.
‌
Pointing to the red dress, she guessed that they should be
silent until the door opened as scheduled.
‌
The sorcerer, who had guessed her intentions, quietly
withdrew, and Jamila bit her lip in thought.
‌T :( sorcerer or witch or black magicians )
’…a party on a ship.’
‌
Yesterday afternoon, high-quality information came out that a
fireworks artifact developed for the Spring Flower Festival
was being sold.
‌
In addition, there were people who said they saw pianos being
carried onto the ship as if an orchestra was going to play.
‌
“Using fireworks means making a proposal at night.”
‌
Also, the size of the ship is about 4 times the size of the yacht.
It’s not small, but it’s not a place that can fit many people.
‌
After filling the ship with an orchestra, the number of people
who can be invited on board inevitably decreases.
“There is a good chance that there will only be Duke Visconti
and Deborah.”
Only two of them are on the ship. As her servant said, it was
an excellent opportunity to get rid of the princess.
'But….’
I had a bad feeling.
'Looks like a trap.’
‌
Once she started having doubts, the more she thought about it,
the more she saw it as bait to get her out of the darkness.
‌
'How can such a witch and petty be a saint?’
‌
Are you using this once-in-a-lifetime engagement proposal as
bait to catch witches?
‌
In the past, she would never have believed that a conceited
princess full of arrogance would come up with such a
strategy.
‌
But meanwhile, Princess Deborah beautifully hid the fact that
she was a saint.
‌
Moreover, she finds herself in a complicated situation as her
plan failed before. Judging from the fact that she came with a
bait that shook her heart, it also seemed to be psychological
warfare.
‌
If we don’t seize this opportunity now, it might be difficult to
deal with the princess.
‌
However, there is something that Princess Deborah does not
know.
‌
The fact that the red moon will rise soon.
‌
The moment the power leading to the Demon Realm becomes
stronger, it can cause chaos beyond the chaos of the Incense
Ceremony…. There will be one last chance.
‌
'I must not waste it like at the incense ceremony.’
‌
At that time, even if she had to completely surrender her soul,
she thought of throwing out all the obstacles.
‌
’… Yes not now.’
‌
She closed her eyes patiently.
CHAPTER 187

“Today I will make a pact with the devil by sacrificing the

saint’s blood.”
‌
‌
At the Third Prince’s announcement, the witches who had
been supporting him for a long time in the north, all nodded
their heads and swallowed dry saliva.
‌
When the witches learned that the saint revealed by Satan was
Princess Deborah, they quickly lost patience.
‌
There was none more menacing and evil than a saintess to
those who were waiting for the demonic ruler to come to
earth.
‌
And vice versa, there was no such coveted wealth as the
blood, flesh and bones of a saint.
‌
‌
When the saint’s blood is spilled, the demon’s power rises,
and this is called the principle of equal exchange, which is
also why they wanted to kill Princess Deborah.
‌
“As everyone knows, the blood of the Hestache imperial
family and the blood of a powerful witch are flowing in my
body at the same time.”
The Third Prince stood in front of the witches and spoke with
a solemn expression.
“If I even offered the blood of a Saint here, what kind of
demon would I summon, can you even guess?”
Speak with confidence.
“If I had a strong power in my hands, I would not move so
passively as my mother. If you follow this body, you can be
compensated for all the time of humiliation you have endured.
I will place the world under these feet with the power of
Satan.”
‌
When he announced what he was waiting for, he felt a sense
of accomplishment.
‌
“I should have done this in the first place, I can’t understand
why I obeyed my mother.”
‌
“Actually, the prince really should be chosen by the Demon
Sovereign.”
‌
‘”Prince. If the plan succeeds, please share the saint’s blood
with me.“
‌
At the sincere request of the witches , Javier laughed.
‌
‌
“I have no intention of killing that arrogant woman right
away. I will keep her in a pig pen and draw her blood for a
long time.”
‌
The Third Prince’s induction worked well.
‌
The main enemy that must be eliminated is right in front of
them, especially since more and more people have come to
oppose the will of Jamila , who only orders them to wait.
‌
Also, due to Albert’s death, the fourth queen gradually lost
control.
‌
When Albert, who was the expert leader of the group of
witches, disappeared, voices rose and split internally.
‌
Furthermore, the Third Prince had the noble blood of the
Hestache Imperial Family.
‌
The Fourth Queen is Satan’s first summoner, but only causes
quarrels and receives occasional revelations.
Expectations rose that a demon could truly descend upon this
world, if the summoning ceremony was to be held with the
blood of the imperial family and the blood of a Saint as
guarantee.
‌
‌
"Then let’s get started right away.”
‌
“Yes. Prince.”
They had a meeting in the slums on the river Rene, and when
it was dark on all sides, they fanned out to carry out the
operation.
‌
One by one the witches, carrying the ferries they had brought
from here and there, hid them under a huge black cloth and
looked down upon the river from a forest slope surrounded by
thick oaks.
‌
Deep stillness and tension flowing from all directions.
After a while, fireworks were heard nearby, and from where
they stood, the lights of the ship and the shadows of the
people on board were clearly visible.
‌
'You are enjoying yourself.’
‌
Today will be the last day that pretty face laughs.
‌
The third prince, imagining Princess Deborah’s proud face
contorting in pain, stifled his laughter.
‌
After a period.
‌
The ship arrived at the place where the Third Prince’s group
was waiting.
‌
The witches quickly descended the hill through the woods and
began rowing ferries quickly in the direction of the ship.
‌
‌
As the ship drew closer, the sound of the singing piano grew
louder.
‌
Dozens of witches were hung from the hole on the sides as
planned, and the witches hiding in the forest prepared a ritual
to summon an underwater beast using five corpses.
‌
After killing the Saint, they thought of turning the ship around
and blaming it on the water monsters that came out of the rift.
As they advanced from the back of the roof, the group of
witches suddenly sensed something strange and stopped.
“Dolls…?”
‌
They thought it was a human silhouette but it was an elaborate
puppet that moved around.
‌
And the music did not come from the orchestra, but from the
artifacts (dummies).
at that moment.
One by one, teleporting mages appeared around the forest,
and magic arrows began to flow towards the top of the ark.
The Third Prince’s complexion turned pale as the nearby
black magician’s body was pierced by a mana arrow and he
died instantly.
•••
•••
‌
The song that was echoing suddenly stopped.
‌
The top of the deck was instantly filled with harsh cries from
the trapped witches.
‌
“Your Highness, what the hell is this…”
‌
As the Third Prince looked around with a frown on his face,
magic arrows started flowing out again from the direction of
the forest.
‌
The mages, led by Duke Seymour, had pre-made scrolls to be
able to reach down the River Rainier from the forest, and
began attacking as soon as they received the signal.
‌
As more witches arrived in the forest, the momentum of the
arrows became stronger.
‌
“Ugh!”
‌
Over time, the mana, sharply supplied at the tip of the arrow,
was deeply embedded in the shoulders of the Third Prince.
‌
The Third Prince staggered from the pain caused by his mana
as he swallowed a breath.
‌
‌
“Woah, woah……!”
‌
‌
His face turned blue as his right arm that was holding the
sword could no longer be used.
‌
‌
The fact that he had fallen into a trap instead of the pain from
his shoulder made him feel even more appalled.
‌
The Third Prince had a lot of experience in leading battles as
the front of the vanguard, but the person who opened the rifts
in the north was none other than his mother, so he had always
only encountered predictable situations.
‌
In an unexpected situation, the Third Prince quickly lost his
composure. The magicians he commanded fell like dry leaves
due to the enemy’s sudden attack.
‌
The third prince, gasping in the air and holding the sword in
his left arm, quickly raised his sword and struck an arrow.
‌
However, when the arrow attack stopped, out of nowhere,
columns of water rose from all directions. with enough force
to capsize the ship.
‌
“If it goes on like this, it will be a massacre. Run. It’s a trap!”
‌
‌
One of the black magicians around him hurriedly told the
Third Prince, and he shot a black flame in the direction the
magic arrows came from.
‌T : Black magician or witch They have the same meaning
Some have already jumped into the river to escape.
‌
Pierced by magic arrows, the ship shook menacingly as if it
was going to be toppled by a fierce water column.
“Damn!”
‌
‌
The Third Prince, startled, threw his sword and jumped into
the water.
‌
“Coff! Cove!”
‌
‌
Barely swimming, he shook his arms to head towards the
nearby port.
‌
‌
“First of all, I have to sneak out of here.”
‌
At that time, something hindered the Third Prince’s hasty
movement.
‌
‌
It was part of the ship’s hull.
‌
Several rapidly approaching ferries like speedboats using
wind magic began to surround all the magicians struggling in
the river.
‌
As if they didn’t let even a single person escape.
‌
The Third Prince stopped swimming and hastily raised his
head, facing terribly red eyes.
‌
“Deborah Seymour!”
‌
‌
The Third Prince took a rough breath and gritted his teeth.
‌
“How dare you?!”
‌
“Because this is something prepared for you. Thank you for
coming in person.”
‌
“hyuk!”
‌
“Now you must be my hostage.”
‌
The third prince’s face, filled with shame, lashed out at the
princess with insults, but that also didn’t last long.
‌
Bang!
‌
Powerful lightning magic swept over the river where the
witches were struggling.
‌
An electric current passed through their bodies in an instant
and the Third Prince lost consciousness.
CHAPTER 188

“Now you must be my hostage.”

‌
The third prince’s face, filled with shame, lashed out at the
princess with insults, but that also didn’t last long.
‌
Bang!
‌
Powerful lightning magic swept over the river where the
witches were struggling.
‌
An electric current passed through their bodies in an instant
and the Third Prince lost consciousness.
***
‌
“is over.”
‌
The lightning magic that extended over the river caused the
Third Prince and the magicians to be dumbfounded and faint,
and it was able to get the Third Prince easily.
‌
‌
“How is this guy not deviating an inch from my
expectations?”
‌
I clicked my tongue as I watched the Third Prince being
captured.
‌
The Fourth Queen is clearly a strong and tough opponent, but
this guy was as expected.
‌
“There is one thing that Fourth Queen has overlooked in this
battle.”
‌
The bait scenario is a strategy that is mainly used when the
identity of the other person is not well known.
‌
‌
The Fourth Queen naturally thought that she was being
targeted.
‌
‌
‘So you must have thought that this bait scenario was meant
to take you out.’
‌
In fact, the Fourth Queen had forgotten to understand the
Third Prince’s tendencies, his weaknesses who are her only
burden.
‌
'She failed to suppress her son.’
‌
‌
In the first place, it was the Third Prince who thought that
Isidore could fall into this trap.
‌
Through an informant from Palencia, who had infiltrated
Count Roen’s party, Isidore found out that the third prince
was an ambitious figure and was very dissatisfied with the
current situation.
‌
If you looked at him attending the diamond auction, the Third
Prince was clearly coveting the Saintess.
‌
Where is his mind?…
‌
Originally, we planned a birthday party on a ship with a few
people participating, but rumors spread that there would be a
proposal to provoke the greedy Third Prince, and the result
was a success.
‌
The third prince took the bait!
‌
Isidore, who had located the third prince and the trap-crawling
black magicians on their own with flight magic, immediately
appeared at the port where the ship was waiting, and sent out
a signal.
‌
‌
Carrying only dolls and artifacts sponsored by Michel
Grandbert, the ship was able to teleport to the location the
enemies were at through Rosad’s wind magic.
‌
So we can also go further in the process.
‌
Since Rosad was able to handle the wind freely, the process of
surrounding the witches who escaped by jumping into the
river was easier.
‌
From the very beginning, I had no intention of starting a battle
on a dangerous ship.
‌
“Because I don’t want to see people I care about get hurt.”
‌
‌
By shooting magic arrows, we made the enemies jump off the
ship, then surrounded them with ferries waiting through the
forest and finished them off with lightning magic.
‌
'I’ve successfully captured the Third Prince and a group of
black magicians without sacrificing anyone.’

‌
‌
I breathed slowly and looked around.
‌
“Get rid of them one by one.”
‌
‌
Duke Seymour looked at the roped wizard and coldly ordered.
‌
The black magicians’s arms and legs were filled with
restraining devices containing divine power, and the
magicians , on Duke Seymour’s orders, threw the stunned
black magicians into a prison-like cart.
‌
‌
They are the ones who committed murder and kidnapping to
offer sacrifices to Satan.
‌
Even if they didn’t get their hands dirty, the imperial judiciary
would punish them severely.
‌
After a period.
‌
Bellerick, who had been searching the woods around the river
for wreckage, appeared.
‌
‌
‌
“These sons of bitches tried to summon a demon by
sacrificing human corpses.”
‌
The black magicians captured by Bellerick were tied with
ropes next to a magic circle drawn in blood.
‌
“They must have tried to summon an active water beast in
order to destroy the evidence.”
‌
Isidor, who picked up the magic circle in a strange pattern,
shook the corners of his mouth.
‌
“I need to present this as evidence to prove how the Third
Prince colluded with The black magicians . However, even
without this, he could still be judged.”
‌
As Isidor said, the opponent is on the edge of the abyss.
‌
Not only was Seymour’s direct line involved, but the Magic
Tower and the White Knights were also involved in the
process.
‌
The nobles from other families also witnessed with their own
eyes the image of the Third Prince leading a group of black
magicians attacking the ship, so there were enough
eyewitnesses.
‌
“This, put it away!”

‌
The precious hostage, the Third Prince, was thrown into the
strongest special triple barrier cart prison.
‌
“……By the way, trying to make a man like this emperor.
Does she think Seymour will simply accept this jester as
emperor and follow him?”
‌
Rosad muttered with a silly face.
‌
I, too, had to swallow my silly feelings while looking at the
Third Prince fainting.
‌
No matter how great the Fourth Queen was, and no matter
how clever she was, it seemed that she was never able to pass
that on to her child.
‌
“Children don’t always go out as their parents want.”
‌
Duke Seymour muttered bitterly.
‌
Later in the night when the situation was over, the detective
Isidore had planted rushed to his side.
‌
“Duke Visconti!”
‌
“There is a report!”
‌
“We have identified some suspicious behavior of the fourth
queen.”
CHAPTER 189

“What what? Javier…my Javier…… led the witches and then

was kidnapped by that bitch?”
‌
‌
“Uh- calm down!”
‌
‌
“This can’t be true. Speak again!!”
‌
‘no! no!’
‌
No matter how much she denied reality, Javier’s empty bed
clearly indicated that her son had stepped into the trap with
his feet.
‌
“Uhhhhhhhh!”
‌
‌
The fourth queen, who was choking the neck of her aide who
had brought the shocking news to her, trembled and ran out of
the palace, panting.
‌
‌
She had lost her composure, her eyes reddened.
This was because when morning came, her son would die.
‌
Black magic was classified as a high-level crime, and the
punishment was applied to the imperial family without
exception.
‌
'You stupid boy!’ Stupid boy!’
‌
‌
Since this is the case, she has no choice but to kill Seymour.
‌
“Damned Seymour Snakes! You will regret it!”
‌
She shuddered and ran to the cave where the great demon,
Lucifer, had been summoned.
‌
‌
Surprisingly, the cave was located within the Heaven’s Forest,
the forest closest to the imperial palace.
‌
‌
Who would have imagined that?
‌
The fact that one of the highest rank The black magicians'
made his base near the imperial palace, which was fiercely
hostile to black magic.
‌
‌
She bit her finger to bleed, and then the tightly closed cave
door slowly opened and she hurried down the long, maze-like
staircase.
‌
‌
“I will give you my whole soul, please come……!”
‌
‌
Standing on the magic circle on which her name was written
in blood and a six-pointed star, she cut off her arm and
sprinkled blood.
‌
Blood spilled on the ground like a river, and a gentle breeze
blew out all the candles that lit up inside.
‌
Demon summoning began.
‌
•••
‌
The entire area was instantly dyed black.
‌
wh —whHH
‌
A gentle breeze blew through the cave, along with the
ominous sound of shaking air.
‌
And there was another person crouching in the corner of the
altar watching the scene of the exodus of Satan.
‌
It was Mia Binoche.
‌
***
‌
Long before the appearance of the Fourth Queen, she came to
this place to start searching the basement of the cave, looking
for materials about the demon summoning ritual.
‌
After Albert’s death, the witches’ control of Mia weakened.
‌
Mia, who had secretly run away from the Marquis François
while he was being summoned to court for illegal bribery
fundraising, has been reading books about demons in the
cave.
‌
'Marquis Francois said that sooner or later the passage to the
Demon Realm will open and a red moon will appear…’
‌
She bit her lip and read the written notes.
‌
‘Then… I can make a pact with the devil…’
‌
She could no longer believe in the fourth queen.
‌
She boasted that she was going to kill Deborah Seymour, but
all plans failed.
‌
'And the third prince is even more stupid.’
‌
Far from dead, Princess Deborah received a birthday gift that
all little girls would envy, and now she’s trying to take her
place as a “saint.”
‌
'There are some priests who suspect me of being a fake’
‌
A terrible mistake they made.
‌
After hearing the news that Princess Deborah was alive, Mia
never had a good night’s sleep.
‌
She suffered from terrible nightmares every day, and the more
nervous she was, the more she hated the princess.
‌
“If you die, I can still be a saint who everyone praises as
good, not fake.”
‌
When Princess Deborah is gone, the fourth queen will stop
causing rifts, and it is only natural that the people of the
empire consider themselves blessed by the ruler.
‌
'Yes. Once it’s gone.’
It was her…the same one who volunteered while walking
through the slums.
‌
However, a foolish princess who has enjoyed all kinds of
riches and luxuries is a saint. It is not acceptable.
‌
'How can I summon a powerful demon?’
‌
The way to summon a demon was like reciting poetry. The
only passage she could understand was that he could be linked
to a demon by blood.
‌
Mia pushed a sharp blade into her arm and dripped her blood
onto the hexa shape summoning circle.
‌
As she was looking at the magic circle that was absorbing
blood, she swallowed a sharp pain, after a while she heard
footsteps.
‌
Mia quickly hid in the narrow space behind the altar.
‌
'The Fourth Queen?’
‌
She held her breath as she looked at the chaotic-looking
Fourth Queen.
‌
The fourth Queen was hurling insults at Seymour while
cutting off her arm.
‌
Mia, who was shivering at the sight of the Queen’s blood
flowing down her feet, swallowed her saliva as everything
around her turned dark.
‌
She couldn’t see anything, but the powerful and indistinct
presence seemed to choke her.

“broke down…”
‌
After a while, the sound of bones crunching in the darkness
stopped and flames flared up above the extinguished
candlestick.
‌
Under the bluish flames, a goat-shaped demon’s shadow
fluttered.
‌
'You have a deep shadow…’
‌
Mia heard the voice flow through her head again.
‌
the voice you heard the first time you accompanied Lady
Ophelia to the Blood Rite; It was the devil’s whisper.
CHAPTER 190

Mia, who was shivering at the sight of the Queen’s blood

flowing down her feet, swallowed her saliva as everything
around her turned dark.
‌
She couldn’t see anything, but the powerful and indistinct
presence seemed to choke her.
“broke down…”
‌
After a while, the sound of bones crunching in the darkness
stopped and flames flared up above the extinguished
candlestick.
‌
Under the bluish flames, a goat-shaped demon’s shadow
fluttered.
‌
‘You have a deep shadow…’
‌
Mia heard the voice flow through her head again.
‌
the voice you heard the first time you accompanied Lady
Ophelia to the Blood Rite; It was the devil’s whisper.

***
‌
“There’s something out there!”
‌
“I found the fourth queen!”
‌
The place between the Imperial Palace and the Forest of
Heaven was surrounded by Duke Seymour’s magical combat
unit and Isidore’s White Knights.
‌
The Seymour and Visconti families pressed to track down the
leader of the witches who attacked the ship, so approval was
quickly given from the imperial family.
‌
The imperial servants testified that the fourth queen was on
her way to the Heaven’s Forest, and Isidore had sent a
messenger around the imperial palace to monitor the queen’s
movements, so it was easy to determine her whereabouts.
‌
The magicians who used the magic of flight to search in the
dark forest soon found the Fourth Queen walking slowly into
a deep cave at the foot of a hill surrounded by tangled tree
roots.
‌
The Fourth Queen’s base wasn’t even far from the entrance to
the forest.
‌
“She’s there!”
‌
Duke Seymour, who was ready to attack, quickly surrounded
the Fourth Queen with magicians .
‌
Although her surroundings were surrounded by enemies, the
Fourth Queen did not show any signs of surprise.
‌
“Why is she so relaxed?”
‌
“Is it possible that she gave up everything?”
‌
At that moment, the person who saw the Queen’s golden eyes
slashed vertically like a reptile, was dazzled.
‌
“I can’t believe there was a member of the royal family
involved in black magic!”
‌
The Fourth Queen, who was standing, suddenly muttered.
“…Princess Deborah found out early on…that I was behind
this.”

Seeing the magical forces and knights quickly gathering as if

they were anticipating her movements, the Fourth Queen
suddenly burst into laughter.
‌
For the first time she felt a terrible sense of ridicule, then she
smiled and slowly raised her arms.
‌
As the large sleeve slid down, a black monster’s arm was
revealed that had grown above the severed arm, and flames
like lava erupted everywhere.
‌
“Deploy the defense wall!”
‌
exclaimed Mr. Casey who was Duke Seymour’s assistant.
‌
The black flames, which had a ferocious momentum, were
suppressed without being able to spread throughout the forest
by the powerful defensive magic that was released in multiple
layers.
However, it was just a big hoax that the Queen had
deliberately invented.
‌
The Black Queen’s arm, which was covered in scales,
suddenly became huge. Soon after, black claws suddenly
appeared and slashed towards Duke Seymour’s heart.
‌
ping-!
‌
But the sudden attack was stopped by a pure white arrow that
lit up the darkness.
“Why are you here?! Didn’t I ask you to go home?!”
After Duke Seymour realizes that the Queen has extraordinary
powers, he yells at Deborah, who suddenly intervenes.
‌
She answered in a stern voice.
‌
“You can’t be mad at me now. Dad.”
‌
A halo formed over Princess Deborah’s body that only a few
scholars had witnessed, and the Elders of the Tower around
Duke Seymour looked surprised.
‌
“Oh my god!”
‌
“Divine power has taken on a magical form!”
‌
Once the divine power took the form of a pointed arrow, it
flew fiercely towards the queen.
‌
“Deborah Seymour!!”
‌
However, the arrow of light was destroyed by the black
energy emitting from the queen.
‌
“How dare you touch my precious son who is to become
Emperor!”
‌
“Emperor? Who would recognize this man as Emperor?”
‌
Princess Deborah screamed sharply, and the Queen gradually
lost her temper and began to run wildly.
‌
Duke Seymour, full of fatherly love, rushed to protect his
daughter from the disgusting attack of the Fourth Empress.
‌
The band of black scales attached to the Queen’s arms
gradually increased, and half of her face turned black.
‌
She let out a sharp shriek as she unleashed black magic.
‌
“My son! Where is my son Javier? Give me my son now!!”
‌
“The Third Prince is already done. Because of your endless
greed!”
‌
Deborah screamed as she unleashed the divine magic.

“You talk too much! A bitch like you, a nuisance! I will

surely send you down to the bottom of hell so you will never
see the light again!”
‌
“How dare you?!”
‌
Duke Seymour then growled in an angry voice.
‌
He, who had always maintained his composure, exuded
intense feelings, so he created a long ice spear with seventh-
grade magic power to pierce the queen’s body.
‌
“Why is my daughter…? Why are you harassing my daughter,
who hasn’t done anything?”
‌
The fourth queen wasn’t the only one who was angry at the
loss of her son.
‌
Duke Seymour, who felt helpless, swallowed his anger.
‌
After Deborah’s life was threatened in the library, Duke
Seymour had to have endless patience, enduring the urge to
lead his knights and bring down the Empire at that time.
‌
“I’m fine. Anyway, I survived.”
‌
“Deborah…”
‌
“I will certainly live. So don’t worry.”
‌
On the day of the fire, she returned exhausted and smiled
weakly at him, but when he remembered Deborah’s
expression, he had no choice but to vent the anger he had been
holding back.
‌
Duke Seymour displayed superhuman strength and cast high-
level ice magic one after another, and the Fourth Queen began
to fall helplessly.
‌
Duke Seymour quickly launched an all-out attack on her, who
began to transform into a black dragon instead of a human.
‌
Wings sprouted from the back of the Fourth Empress, who
was violently twisting, opened her mouth and let out black
smoke like a magical dragon from the Demon Realm.
Fired into the forest with this flame, which contained
poisonous ingredients, the trees quickly lost their vitality and
turned black.
‌
'this…..’
‌
Princess Deborah’s eyes widened.
‌
It was because of the dream scene that had suddenly crossed
her mind.
‌
“Deborah! Watch out!”
At that moment, Duke Seymour hurriedly embraced Deborah
and black flames raged behind him.
CHAPTER 191

Princess Deborah’s eyes widened.

‌
It was because of the dream scene that had suddenly crossed
her mind.
‌
“Deborah! Watch out!”
At that moment, Duke Seymour hurriedly embraced Deborah
and black flames raged behind him.
•••
‌
The moment Duke Seymour stopped the black flames with his
entire body, I don’t know why I suddenly remembered a scene
from my dream.
‌
‌
-If there was another life, I would want you to be my
daughter.
‌
‌
Duke Seymour and the first founder, Mergo Seymour, were
two very different people.
‌
‌
-Even that tragically introverted personality would be
neutralized if the cold blood of a snake were coursing through
your veins.
‌
Nyla laughed happily at the moment of her death at Mergo
Seymour’s frank words. Since then she had no family, so her
words sounded friendly.
“If you were someone who cared as deeply as the Mage Lord,
the daughter would definitely be happy.”
‌
-You’re the only one who says I’m nice. Anyway…if you
look back…

‌
‘You are so sweet, Dad.’
‌
When I threw my arms up desperately, I felt like I was in hell.

Surrounded by the hot body temperature, I hugged Duke

Seymour’s body tightly and increased the Divine Power
within.
‌
'Please….’
‌
Soon a pure white curtain was established around me.
For a brief moment, I sincerely begged the lord to keep him
safe.
T: lord or god ….
woosh-
’… Uh?!’
‌
I was gritting my teeth desperately hoping Duke Seymour
would fight off the poisonous breath.
‌
My vision suddenly changed and Duke Seymour and I were
carried safely to the rear of the army.
‌
“Is that Isidore?”
‌
In that short moment, Isidor and my father hugged me at the
same time and used movement magic at close range.
‌
“Ah, Isidore was looking at me too.”
‌
As the poisonous breath shot out in the direction I was
standing, Isidor and Duke Seymour moved at the same time,
and the timing seemed to be synchronized.
‌
“Duke Seymour. Are you alright?”
‌
“Ah um… yeah.”
‌
My dad was embarrassed.
‌
“I’m really happy.”
‌
Isidor smiled slightly with a relieved face.
‌
“U-Thank you, Duke of Visconti. I am indebted to you all the
time. Hmm!”
‌
My father, whose shoulders stiffened in Isidore’s embrace,
could not resist the embrace and mumbled, rolling his eyes in
embarrassment.
‌
“Excuse me. I just did what I had to do.”
‌
In the midst of this, Isidore, who responded politely,
summoned a longsword with a sharp blue blade and then
disappeared from my sight.
‌
Behind the indiscriminate attacks of the Fourth Queen, Isidore
appears, who has disappeared.
‌
‌
Moving behind the demonic dragon, just like when dealing
with the previous monsters, it released such bright energy that
it made my eyes tremble.
‌
“amazing….”
‌
“If the Dragon Slayer was reincarnated, wouldn’t it be like
this?”
‌
“A magic swordsman isn’t called a warlord for nothing.”
‌
The supporting magicians from behind looked at the air and
spoke with puzzled faces.
‌
“The Tower Master will have a Magic Swordsman to be his
son-in-law, so he will be at ease.”
‌
The old man, who was talking about the Mage Master’s son-
in-law, apologized with a sullen expression, in front of Duke
Seymour’s cold eyes.
‌
“This… in a life-and-death moment, I spoke rashly. I’m
sorry.”
‌
“It looks like the demonic dragon will fall after a while, so
build a defensive wall around the knights and the combat unit
of the Magic Tower.”
‌
“Yes. Tower Master.”
‌
As if the sky was on our side.
‌
The dragon’s left wing, which was fluttering in the air, was
torn apart in an instant by Isidore’s sword, and the monster’s
cries of pain filled the sky.
‌
as a dribble-!
‌
The demon dragon bent its long neck and shook its body here
and there.
‌
But Isidore did not care and cut off his right wing with his
sword.
‌
“The devil is down!”
‌
Even as he fell to the ground, the Fourth Queen, who had
transformed into a demonic dragon, continued to attack.
‌
However, the Dragon’s Breath was pushed away every time
by the magicians who were developing defensive magic.
‌
Braam!
‌
In the end, the Demonic Dragon fell to the ground as its fall
reverberated.
‌
A thick layer of dust rose, but attack magic continued to flow
in the direction of the monster’s fall.
‌
“…… is over.”
‌
“Can he continue to resist after this attack?”
‌
'No…it’s not over yet.’
T:(Of course, it is not over .Hey readers. Did you find in any
novel. It’s over when the MC says it. "…… is over.“)
‌
I know by seeing it in my dreams….how steady and strong
this thing is.
‌
“Deborah, don’t go forward. It’s dangerous, stay back.”
‌
As she crept up, Rosad, who was using magic, narrowed his
eyes.
‌
“I won’t bother you this time. I made a mistake earlier
because I was so startled.”
‌
So I cast one of the divine incantations that I practiced in my
spare time.
‌
"What is this?”
‌
As I touched the ground with both hands, Rosad’s eyes
widened.
‌
“Something close to magic.”
‌
The white light that rose from the ground turned into a long
grass and stretched out, beginning to tightly envelop the huge
demonic dragon’s body.
‌
“The scales of the Demonic Dragon are so powerful that
magic doesn’t work well with it. We should take advantage of
the fact that the vital points have been destroyed.”
‌
“They will finally pay for their actions, won’t they?”
When Isidore intervened, the white knights, putting
themselves in order, ran towards the captured beast.
‌
Meanwhile, the demonic dragon angrily roared to let out the
grass surrounding its body.
‌
Seeing this, the dignity of the royal family held by the fourth
queen was not found to be true.
‌
She has completely lost her mind.
‌
Just like a wizard who had turned into a spider, this wild beast
could no longer be called the Fourth Queen.
‌
Most of those who made a pact with Satan ended up dying.
‌
'Your desire soon vanishes and you become a monster
incubating nothing but crumbs of desire.’
‌
As if the knights had attacked properly, the mysterious magic
that spread in all directions gradually faded away.
‌
When things were cleared up, all those who did not believe in
me as a saint looked at me with stupid faces and expressions
of disbelief.
‌
'A princess who was evil is a saint?’ I do not believe that.’
‌
They’ve heard of the claim that Mia Binoche, who ministered
in the slums, was a saint and gaining strength in the social
world.
‌
“It’s fake, and it won’t last long anyway.”
‌
'By the way… where the hell is Mia?’
‌
Even after defeating the Fourth Queen, who was supposed to
be behind this incident, a terrifying and ominous feeling
spread through my body.
‌
When I saw the queen transform into a demonic dragon, the
reason I was shocked for a moment wasn’t because she was a
threat.
‌
Instead, it seemed very simple.
‌
The thing behind it all was not the fourth queen.
‌
‌[T / N: She means that it is impossible for the queen to decide
everything by herself, but there is something that helped her,
which is (Lucifer the Devil)]
CHAPTER 192

When I saw the queen transform into a demonic dragon, the

reason I was shocked for a moment wasn’t because she was a
threat.
‌
Instead, it seemed very simple.
‌
The thing behind it all was not the fourth queen.
‌
‘The demonic dragon didn’t have the strength to cause a crack
in the barrier…’
‌
When I looked at the sky it was almost sunrise.
‌
As it started to rain, a crowd dressed in imperial attire
approached from afar.
‌
It seemed that the imperial family had sent an investigation
team after hearing that the witches’ stronghold was in the
Heaven’s Forest.
‌
“I arrived too late.”
‌
The crown prince was the head of the investigation team.
‌
“Because of the importance of the situation, it took me a lot of
time because I faced a lot of noise internally while trying to be
representative of the investigation team.”
‌
The prince got off his horse and said.
‌
“I heard that there were magicians among the royal family,
and that the stronghold of magicians is located in the
Heaven’s Forest under the authority of the imperial family.
Can you guide me there?”
‌
“Yes, a small cave nestled among the roots of the trees is
believed to be the entrance to the witches’ stronghold.”
‌
‌
As I moved my body inside, I came across a complex path
like a maze, and at the end of the path there was a terrible
sight.
‌
‌
Some vomited at the sight of the packed skin and intestines. I
stifled a groan and quickly lowered my head to find
something on the bloodstained floor.
‌
'Six-pointed star…’
‌
Great Satan symbol.
‌
As expected, the Fourth Empress had obviously signed a
contract.
‌
“Hey, there’s someone.”
‌
After a while, the investigation team brought Mia out from
behind the altar, who was trembling with a frightened
expression in one corner.
‌
“Mia Binoche!”
‌
When the person claiming to be the reincarnation of a saint
was discovered at the mage’s base, an uproar erupted.
‌
“Hyuk… Uh…”
‌
Mia shrugged her small shoulders and shed tears with a pitiful
expression on her face.
‌
“Th-Thank you so much for saving me. Thank you.”
‌
When she was led away, she wept bitterly and bowed her head
continually, my eyebrows raised in surprise.
‌
'What are you talking about now?’
‌
***
‌
[mia. Wait for the damn moon to appear. The moment the
connection between the Demon Realm and Earth is solidified,
nothing will be able to threaten you.]
‌
A steady voice was constantly heard in her head, and Mia
began crying sadly, as if she was possessed by something.
‌
“After all, it was me, who summoned the Great Demon, not
the Fourth Queen.”
‌
Mia cried harder as this strange feeling filled her.
‌
[Yes, it was you…your body also contains sacred blood.]
‌
Holy Blood, which contains the power of Satan, was created
by sacrificing the corpses of thousands or tens of thousands of
people.
‌
It all flowed into Mia’s body.
‌
The appropriate vessel for the lineage of the Great Devil was
completed at that time.
‌•••
•••
‌
“Was Mia Binoche in the Witches’ Bastion?”
‌
“Not long ago, I heard that Miss Mia worked in an orphanage,
what the hell…”
‌
The crowd was amazed at the sight of Mia Binoche emerging
from the woods, tied with ropes.
‌
Because of the great commotion in the night, the spectators
gathered near the Heaven’s Forest.
‌
Mia’s slender body was trembling as if she was attracting
everyone.
‌
“….Sh-Thank you. Hyuk, really. Thank you.”
‌
Mia continued crying with a trembling voice.
‌
“What are you thankful for? Your sins of helping witches and
showing yourself as a saint are not shallow. The punishment
that will fall upon you will not be light.”
‌
Duke Seymour, who was walking close to the investigation
team, exclaimed in a cold voice.
‌
Mia shrugged her shoulders, her blue eyes moist.
‌
“Now…now that I don’t have to commit a major sin out of
my will, I feel at peace.”
‌
Her words indicated that she was being threatened by the
Fourth Queen and the witches.
‌
“You’re trying to act like a victim in order to get your
sentence reduced. Do you think we don’t know about such an
obvious trick?”
‌
When Bellerick sneered, Mia lowered her head.
‌
“That’s right. I know my weakness and cowardice… I accept
the blame…”

Some people frowned and clicked their tongues at Bellerick’s

cold expression.
‌
It was they who witnessed Mia’s desire to cure the
marginalized common people with divine power.
‌
Although she had suffered in the slums, she had not lost her
gentle smile all the time, and the way she was crying evoked
some sympathy.
‌
One of the priests on the interrogation team stepped forward
and said cautiously.
‌
“The young woman has been endowed with divine powers by
the ruler. It is a somewhat suspicious situation, but the
relationship between the evil wizard and Lady Mia needs
more time to investigate.”
‌
“What more investigation?! Just pretending to be a saint is
already blasphemy! She was able to enjoy the glory my sister
should have!”
‌
“However, Miss Mia has great purity of divine power. This
has also been confirmed by the Archbishop. It is a
contradiction for a human who has received the blessing of
the Ruler….”
‌
“Why is it contradictory? There are records of fallen angels in
the temple.”
‌
“Belric. For now, calm down.”
‌
Rosade hastily dissuaded Bellerick from touching on a
sensitive religious subject.
‌
Anyway, things won’t go the way you want.
“Damn it!”
‌
Isidor lost his mind, watching Mia Binoche’s performance,
while Bellerick whispered curses.
‌
“She is deliberately eliciting sympathy.”
‌
Quite a few people seemed to be agitated.
Even if she pretended to be a victim by gathering sympathy, it
would soon be revealed that her good deeds had impure
intentions.
‌
Even Mia Binoche knew Visconti and Seymour’s trial would
never end.
‌
'What’s her point in prolonging this situation while acting in a
way that isn’t even funny?’
‌
Is there any reason to believe something could change?
‌
Certainly not Phillip Montez, who is now an alcoholic.
‌
As Isidore was watching, a chariot used by the imperial
family to take prisoners appeared.
‌
‌
“Put her in the ice tower, so we can investigate.”
‌
Crown Prince’s order.
The Ice Tower was a prison for dangerous criminals.
However, their crimes are slightly weaker than those of the
Dark Tower, who can never see the light again once they enter
there.
‌
It seemed that the trial would be postponed until the results of
the investigation appeared and the aristocratic society was
informed of the results of the investigation.
‌
“Come on.”
‌
Bound with ropes, Mia Binoche was imprisoned in a wagon
used to detain criminals.
‌
“The crown prince has arrived!”
‌
“Duke Seymour and Duke Visconti are here too!”
‌
“But why is Mia Binoche locked up like this?”
‌
“What the hell is going on…?”
‌
Despite the inclement weather, more people lined up around
the carriage with curious eyes.
‌
They looked at Mia suspiciously, shedding tears and biting
her tender lips hard.
‌
Even insignificant commoners aroused sympathy, and
suddenly, unbearable hatred and anger arose.
‌
'What the hell did I do wrong?’
‌
If everyone faced the same situation as me, they would have
no choice but to approach the demon.
‌
'I want to kill them all.’
‌
“Princess Deborah ruined everything.”
‌
When Mia swallowed her profound killing intent, she heard
the devil’s voice in her ear again.
‌
[mia. When the red moon rises, it will be all yours. be
patient.]
‌
The devil said in a very friendly tone.
CHAPTER 193

‘What the hell did I do wrong?’

‌
If everyone faced the same situation as me, they would have
no choice but to approach the demon.
‌
'I want to kill them all.’
‌
“Princess Deborah ruined everything.”
‌
When Mia swallowed her profound killing intent, she heard
the devil’s voice in her ear again.
‌
[mia. When the red moon rises, it will be all yours. be
patient.]
‌
The devil said in a very friendly tone.

The devil loved this vessel, which was called Mia.

‌
More than Jamila, who did everything for her desires.
‌
Humans who hate others easily and frequently make excuses
for themselves are devil’s favorite prey.
‌
[mia. Those who oppose you will soon roll like corpses. All
those stupid spectators will tremble at your feet.]
‌
'really…?’
[Yes, you can expect that.]
‌
When the red moon rises, the interference of the demon world
becomes stronger, and the demon aims to connect its home to
the human world.
‌
Perhaps humans will see an amazing sight of hungry demons
falling from the red sky.
‌
'The red moon… when will it appear?’
‌
Mia, who carefully asked an internal question, swallowed her
nervousness and bit her fingertips. Blood dripping from the tip
of her tongue.
‌
[almost.]
‌
“Soon, when exactly?”
‌
[after two days. at midnight.]
‌
'Until then, I can spare enough time.’
‌
At the demon’s response, Mia lowered her head and raised the
corners of her lips.
‌
at that moment.
‌
BAM!
‌
“Ah!”
‌
Suddenly, the rear wheel of the cart Mia was riding in fell off
with a loud bang.
‌
When the cart lost its position and leaned forward on the
floor, Mia rolled over, and people’s eyes turned to the culprit
who had broken the cart.
‌
Princess Deborah.
‌
“M-what is this all of a sudden? Princess.”
‌
“My hand slipped.”
‌
Princess Deborah walked up to the overturned carriage,
carelessly wiping her hands.
‌
“princess!”
‌
Seeing her sudden action, the crown prince and the
investigation team cried out in bewilderment, and the crowd
around them grumbled.
‌
“Is it because of the rain? This time my feet slipped.”
‌
BAM!
‌
Princess Deborah didn’t care, and this time she kicked the
carriage lock with her divine magic and it exploded.
‌
‌
A form like a sacred power, but its destructive power was
stronger than attack magic, making everyone around her
startled.
‌
Ky-.
‌
The carriage door opened, and suddenly Princess Deborah
pulled out Mia’s body and grabbed her slender wrist.
‌
Tears welled up in Mia’s big eyes.
‌
“Ah! Oh that hurts! No-don’t do that.”
‌
“I didn’t even push you that hard.”
‌
Whatever the truth, from a distance it appears that Princess
Deborah has been recklessly bullying the vulnerable young
Miss Mia.
‌
The crown prince and the investigation team, who could no
longer see this, turned her away.
‌
“Princess Deborah! Calm down!”
‌
‌
“Princess. The criminal is obedient to the Crown Prince’s
orders. What reckless behavior is this?”
‌
“I was wrong, Princess… I will pay for my sins. Don’t do
this.”
‌
Tears run down Mia’s cheeks.
‌
Among the nobles included in the investigation team, the
knight commander, who was soft-hearted, tried to stop the
princess.
‌
“You are being deceived even though you already know who
is fake and who is real.”
‌
Isidor fiddled with the hilt of his sword and stood in front of
the princess with a cold expression.
‌
Duke Seymour and the twins also cornered the princess.
‌
“How dare you upset my sister who is the number one
contributor to the battle with the Demon Dragon when you
didn’t even stick your nose out?”
‌
“You have no right to touch my daughter’s body.”
‌
“Seymour, even birds have to flap their wings to fly*, but
that’s too much! Now, the princess is hindering the arrest of
the criminal and frightening Lady Mia!”
‌
‌
(T/N: It’s like, it means no matter what happens, you have to
follow an order to achieve a goal).
‌
There was tension in all directions.
‌
Deborah looked at Mia, who was crying bitterly, surrounded
by Seymour and Isidor’s immediate family.
‌
“Yeah, those eyes….”
‌
Her expression is sad, but there is no despair or sadness in her
eyes.
‌
Lights up like a doll.
‌
The demon I met in my previous life had eyes like this.
‌
***
‌
‌
It was a sign of danger caused by my intuition, so I blocked
the cart heading for the Ice Tower.
‌
‌
I couldn’t tell if it was Naila’s intuition or Yoon Do-hee’s, but
I couldn’t shake the ominous feeling that something strange
was going on.
‌
'It’s all weird.’
‌
The bloodstained six-pointed star was not that of the Demonic
Dragon (Fourth Queen), it was the Greater Demon
Summoning Circle, and only the Greatest Demon had enough
power to cause rifts.
‌
“And… purple has no power at all.”
‌
It was obvious that something ominous had descended here,
as the Purple Brave was unable to participate in the battle
against the Demonic Dragon.
‌
'If Satan chooses someone other than the Queen to be the
vessel for his coming, the said person is most likely to be Mia
Binoche, who was in front of the six-pointed star.’
‌
Moreover, the supposition that it is possible for Satan to
disguise the power of evil with divine power came to her
mind as soon as Belric spoke of the “fallen angel.”
‌
Hypocrisy (1) is also a kind of evil.
‌
Somehow it’s the worst kind.
‌
I heard voices around me trying to push me away, but I
tightened my grip on Mia’s wrists like handcuffs.
‌
The investigation team determined that Mia was not a witch,
but they did not put handcuffs on her hands that contained
divine power.
‌
‌
“Mia Binoche. Do you think I don’t understand your intention
to save time?”
‌
“A-Princess, what are you talking about?”
‌
Mia’s body visibly started to tremble.
‌
“Are you going to wait until the blood moon appears?”
‌
CHAPTER 194

I heard voices around me trying to push me away, but I

tightened my grip on Mia’s wrists like handcuffs.
‌
The investigation team determined that Mia was not a witch,
but they did not put handcuffs on her hands that contained
divine power.
‌
‌
“Mia Binoche. Do you think I don’t understand your intention
to save time?”
‌
“A-Princess, what are you talking about?”
‌
Mia’s body visibly started to tremble.
‌
“Are you going to wait until the blood moon appears?”
•••
“…!”.
As if she was surprised when I asked her about her waiting for
the red moon,
In an instant, Mia’s eyes widened horizontally and then
narrowed, looking like a goat.
“As I expected… it is Mia’s doing, not the Fourth Queen’s.”
“I don’t know what the princess is talking about.”
Mia said this pathetically, perhaps because no one had noticed
her eye movement.
She had been feigning innocence the whole time, constantly
shedding tears which stimulated the sympathy of others.
“Mia, you know?”
I called her quietly.
“You’re only good at shedding tears, but your eyes show the
opposite. It’s no different than that time you tripped on
purpose in front of Philap Montez. It’s boring to repeat that.”
“……”.
“When the red moon rises, it will form a bond between the
demon world and the earth, creating utter chaos. You thought
it was an amazing strategy, but it is actually boring because of
you, you know that?”
When the demon and Mia’s emotions were stimulated at the
same time, the bound hands started to tremble.
“Aren’t you ashamed to lie when everyone knows
everything?”
I gathered divine power into my fist that was incomparably
greater than the previous strike.
Blood vessels appeared in her eyes, causing her whites to turn
red.
Seeing her arm turn black from the divine power, Mia
shuddered when she realized that she couldn’t hold on any
longer.
“All this deceit and lies… Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?”
She suddenly stopped crying and faced her eyes that had once
again changed like a goat’s.
“Actually, I think it’s funny.”
When her attitude suddenly changed in a strange way, the
investigation team and the onlookers backed off as if they had
a bad hunch at the time.
“Deborah Seymour, if you hadn’t bothered me in every way.”
“!!”.
“It was going to be a lot of fun.”
Suddenly, I felt a burning pain in my hand.
Strong demonic energy emitted from her skin as I grabbed
her, and the hand holding her wrist turned red as if it had been
burned.
I wanted to pull my hand away from her blackened hand, but
she grabbed my arm too tight before that.
“Yes, as you said just now, I was waiting for the red moon.”
[Huh, are you Naila…? Is the real saint reincarnated in the
body of the princess? This isn’t even fun.]
As soon as Mia finished speaking, a hoarse voice pierced my
eardrums.

[I still remember the fear your soul showed, Nyala, when

monsters scattered from the night sky.]
Devil and Mia’s voice pierced my ears one by one, then their
voices overlapped and became one.
“But even if I don’t have that red moon, your future marked
by dying alone won’t change.”
I couldn’t tell whether it was Mia or the Devil who was on the
brink of death due to the injuries he received from Naila when
he started establishing the empire.*
I gritted my teeth and spoke in defiance of the demon in front
of me as it displayed an acute killing intent.
“I’m sorry, but I’m going to live long enough for my purple
hair to turn white.”
Swallowing the burning pain of my burning skin, I kicked my
leg hard, then stomped on her back as hard as I could.
“Argh!!”.
Mia’s body swayed constantly, perhaps surprised by this
beating of the heavy kind, and then she laughed as she had
done before.
“Then… I will do it like this.”
“…W-what are you going to do?!”.
“Oh, my God, Saint….”
Those who sympathized with Mia looked at her in
astonishment.
‘Is it alchemy?’
This is because the powder that changed her hair pink has
expired and her original hair color has gradually returned.
“She is a demon! Even the temple head was deceived by this
evil demon!”
At the same time, goat horns grew from Mia’s skull, and then
one of the priests cried out.
'You even dyed your hair, you have so accurately portrayed
the appearance of a saint.’
Suddenly, a sense of absurdity arose.
In the past, Naila sacrificed her life to save the world, but later
became obsessed with demonic powers, so she could never
enjoy her fame and fortune, and died after living her limited
life, because the temple tried to make a fake saint control the
empire.
“Madam, save us from the devil.”
The priest said this, who clasped his hands and shivered a lot.
“You’re the Saint.”
Because I created thousands of white and clear arcs in the air.
Mia fell to the ground, as she was rapidly absorbing the
demon energy within her, and my father seized the
opportunity and issued orders.
“Now! Gather all your forces and attack Mia Binoche, who is
transforming into a demon!”
“Tower Chief, h-here….”
Cracks gradually appeared in the gray sky with sudden
thunder and lightning roaring.
A group of demonic dragons emerged from the gap in the sky,
and monsters of various strange shapes fell to the ground.
'However, these monsters are of a much smaller size than
what I saw in my dream when the red moon rose.’
It is a much better sight than that awful sight of the whole sky
turning red, which made me sleepless.~
Should I say fortunately because it wasn’t as bad as I saw it?
The troops avoided the worst situation that almost happened,
but due to cracks appearing in various directions in the sky,
the troops had no choice but to scatter.
'The power that emerged from Mia’s body earlier… is
extraordinary.’
I swallowed dry saliva as I looked at my hands, which were
still swollen even after I treated them with divine power.
The demonic power flowing towards me from Mia was
getting thick enough for me to feel annoyed.
“You’re injured.”
Isidor said that before I realized he had come to me, his face
hardened.
“Princess, if you think it’s dangerous, run, I told you earlier
that day, you don’t have to save everyone.”
I smiled bitterly, I thought he didn’t realize my feelings.
“I’m his target anyway.”
There is no way I can leave Isidor and my family and run
somewhere else.
'After all, whatever I do, I’m going to get involved with this
devil in this life, damn it.’
“Isidor”.
“Yes, princess.”
“Tell me that everything will be alright, that our love will last
and we will live happily ever after.”
A moment of exclamation crossed his beautiful emerald eyes.
He seemed to have thought it unnatural for me, who thought
only of utility and economic efficiency, to ask him to throw
some sentimental phrase at me out of the blue at a chronic
moment.
“Isidore, it is surprising that the words of your first two
ancestors were so true.”
“……”.
“Originally, Visconti was symbolized by the golden dragon
but it was changed for several political reasons, most notably
that dragons are the highest-ranking creatures and are
supposed to symbolize only the emperor.”**
“……”.
“It means that you are a descendant of the Dragon, and I once
heard a legend about the King of Dragons.”
“Is that right? It’s a bad time, so I don’t know if I’ll succeed
or not.”
You might think it was absurd, but Isidor listened to
everything I said seriously.
I can’t believe that loyal Isidore is like a big dog, the offspring
of a selfish dragon who only greeds for gold.
“everything will be alright”.
“Yes”.
“Have we ever failed in the past?”
“No, absolutely.”
“You and I will always get where we want to go.”
CHAPTER 195

“Isidore, it is surprising that the words of your first two

ancestors were so true.”
“……”.
“Originally, Visconti was symbolized by the golden dragon
but it was changed for several political reasons, most notably
that dragons are the highest-ranking creatures and are
supposed to symbolize only the emperor.”**
“……”.
“It means that you are a descendant of the Dragon, and I once
heard a legend about the King of Dragons.”
“Is that right? It’s a bad time, so I don’t know if I’ll succeed
or not.”
You might think it was absurd, but Isidor listened to
everything I said seriously.
I can’t believe that loyal Isidore is like a big dog, the offspring
of a selfish dragon who only greeds for gold.
“everything will be alright”.
“Yes”.
“Have we ever failed in the past?”
“No, absolutely.”
“You and I will always get where we want to go.”
The moment he showed a double-sided coin for luck and
ended his speech on a calm, confident note, I was convinced
that everything was going to be fine.
“Isidor will remain a hero, even if we meet on a high-speed
train.”
And just in time, those who were on my side appeared one
after another.
“I’m late, I’m sorry, Princess!”
The powerful flames fired by the Fifth Princess instantly
wiped out the hordes of monsters writhing like worms.
The crown prince, the sword master, took the initiative and
quickly hit the demonic dragon’s vital points.
The battle magic tower unit led by Rosad attacked with
powerful, high-level magic in unified succession, and whether
it was Thierry or the Duchess of Urgo who owed me their
lives, the entire Orgo family took the initiative in fighting
against demons.
In addition to that, my trusted Knight Oryx showed strength
of a hundred man.

Despite the surprise attack, the troops quickly corrected their

mistakes and skillfully responded to the chaos of the Infernal
Demons.
The situation was completely different from the brutal
massacre by demons that had taken place after the red moon
and Naila had been thinking about it a lot.
[Do you think it’s all just that? You are still reassured].
At that moment, a grim demon’s voice resounded, as a
powerful blizzard appeared out of nowhere.
“Rearrrrrring!”.
Two more cracks appeared as a loud explosion sounded out,
and a huge demon dragon, supposed to be theirs, appeared as
it shot out from the largest crack.
But what I was waiting for appeared at the same time.
In anticipation of this situation, I asked Bellerick to find an
ancient weapon.
It was a golem.
“What- what the hell is that?”
“Is it another monster besides this demon as well?”
“No, Mr. Bellerick! Over there.”
Duke Seymour Mergo’s brother, the head of the academy,
made this weapon because his inventions were similar to what
Belric had made, so I thought I’d be able to use it perfectly.
‘Since he mass-produced masseurs at the utmost speed,
Beleric is quicker than anyone else to operate these machines,
and makes them as simple as golems.’
“No. Wait a second, Deborah!”
Bellerick yelled when I was about to use it.
The giant demon dragon, who was supposed to be their leader,
violently flicked its wings, but when the golem hit its strong
and huge arm, it fell to the ground like a lizard in an instant.
[aaaargh!].
The devil violently shook his body to express his anger, and a
demonic force so strong that the earth shook.
'Please, just a little more…’.
As I licked my lips eagerly, I hoped that Satan would divert
his attention from me to complete my plan
As far as I knew, divine magic was the strongest threat to
demons, and I was about to finish it.
at that moment.
[what are you doing?].
Suddenly, the demon reached out towards the sky and
summoned a long black spear and hurled it in my direction.
‌
••••••••••
The black devil spear was quickly approaching me.
However, Isidor who was protecting the princess repelled him
and killed all the monsters that approached her, when the
spear almost hit her directly in the eyes.
“Shoa-!”.
He held back the demon spear, whose path was deflected by
his golden sword.
However, the demon soon sensed that the princess was doing
something extraordinary.
[Deborah Seymour, I was thinking of killing you after
enjoying you, but you seem to be rushing me.]
When the furious demon let out an even more heinous force
than the previous one, the flow of mana in the air distorted
and my complexion turned pale.
I thought I had made a lot of progress, but the fusion of mana
and divine energy was slowed down by the demonic power,
so the divine magic I was preparing would take a long time to
complete.
As soon as Isidore saw the stern expression on the princess’s
face, he immediately realized that the plan had involuntarily
changed.
[It’s time for me to taste your flesh, Deborah Seymour.]
“Is that because you’re a fucker?! You’re making a fool of
yourself.”
When the demon was about to attack the princess, a biting icy
wind blew on Deborah and Isidor’s cheeks, and the icy magic
attacked the demon.
Ice magic didn’t pose much of a threat to Lucifer, a demon
who survived the freezing cold of the demon world.
[Do you think this magic can befall me?].
As if it was absurd, he poured out more demonic powers and
disintegrated the magic with ease, when the Tower Master’s
strongest magic was destroyed, astonishment and despair
appeared in the eyes of the magicians.
[You are annoying].
Meanwhile, Isidore continued to attack Satan.
However, his sword never hit the demon’s body.
Furthermore, it was difficult to approach him due to the
energy around him, so not only the magicians but the knights
were unsafe.
“How could he be so strong…?!.”
“Even the Swordsman’s Magic Sword didn’t hit his body!”
There was astonishment on everyone’s face, while the devil
laughed softly.
[From the moment I found the vessel that would hold the
sacred blood, your failure was already inevitable.]
Mia’s body, which contained the blood of thousands of
sacrifices, was stronger than expected, and the devil’s face
was filled with joy.
The demon, which dodged all of Isidore’s attacks, widened its
eyes like a goat’s.
[By the way, you… I think I’ve seen you before, you look a
lot like him.]
“…I don’t think my face is popular for people like you to
see.”
Isidor looked confused.
[Your vile language and your face to match it, seeing the
saintess die while dismembering her body will make your
arrogant face worth watching].
As the blood vessels under his dark skin swelled, his body
grew indescribably large.
[I will use both of you as an offering for my final attack.]
The moment the demon unleashed intense demonic power
towards the princess who was standing with a pale and
exhausted face.
“Ahhh!”
CHAPTER 196

The demon, which dodged all of Isidore’s attacks, widened its

eyes like a goat’s.
[By the way, you… I think I’ve seen you before, you look a
lot like him.]
“…I don’t think my face is popular for people like you to
see.”
Isidor looked confused.
[Your vile language and your face to match it, seeing the
saintess die while dismembering her body will make your
arrogant face worth watching].
As the blood vessels under his dark skin swelled, his body
grew indescribably large.
[I will use both of you as an offering for my final attack.]
The moment the demon unleashed intense demonic power
towards the princess who was standing with a pale and
exhausted face.
“Ahhh!”
A golden flash fell from the sky like thunder at a terrifying
speed.
Isidore deliberately lowered Satan’s vigilance with his weak
attacks that he had launched earlier.
When the demon lowered his vigilance, Isidore jumped to the
highest imaginable place, then fiercely charged as he fell from
the top of the sky, the sharp tip of the sword that had been
stimulated by its owner’s extra speed was precisely aimed at
the eyes.
“Devil’s Eyes was a vital point.”
The sword plunged deep into the demon’s left eye until it
pierced his brain, and a shriek full of pain came out from the
demon’s mouth.
As endless pain concentrated in his head, the devil
indiscriminately threw out his strength, and a black storm
surged up in the sky.
However, the blinding demon’s indiscriminate attack never
reached the princess, so Deborah slowly began preparing her
attack.
[Deborah Seymour, do you think I’ll leave you behind after
one attack like that?!].
Suddenly, the devil’s voice changed.
It was Mia’s childlike scream, who had been tormented by an
inferiority complex and lack of qualifications the whole time.
[I will kill you! I will kill you!!].
Next to Mia’s cry, a black storm erupted with a ferocity that
could not be compared to the previous one.
[Rearrrrrring!!].
The knights who had approached the Injured Demon
collapsed in an instant, a wave of air so strong that it shredded
their bodies.
Only Isidore and Duke Seymour, and a few high-level elite
magicians and knights could barely resist the shocking wind.
But they could only resist,
Cough.
Duke Seymour coughed up blood, and Isidore staggered and
fell to his knees.
The demon energy that surrounded the entire sky began to
crush everyone.

The despair that replaces hope is more cruel than anyone can
imagine.
The hopes of everyone affected by Isidore’s attack are
shattered by demonic forces.
[Deborah Seymour].
Mia made a sharp weapon, completely different from the
spear that the demon was holding, and started to approach the
princess while calling her name.
“Please run away!!”
Isidore got up and ran to protect the princess, but it was no
use.
[do not bother me!].
Mia created a black storm very quickly and attacked Isidor.
Isidore couldn’t resist and was thrown back a few meters, and
Mia stepped forward, smiling mercilessly.
to lead her to death. (meaning to kill the heroine)
Deborah.
“Enough, stand here!”
Knights and wizards surrounded Deborah to protect her, but
they did not fight.
It was like a human stepping on an ant.
They were helpless in front of its overwhelming power.
The darkness that radiated from Mia when she finally reached
Deborah was enough to make you feel like you were going
into the abyss.
“If it weren’t for you, I would have become a saint beloved by
everyone….”
‘If it weren’t for you…’.
Deborah and Mia’s eyes met and she noticed how red her eyes
were from the intensity of her anger and felt the intense hatred
directed at her.
[Deborah Seymour, if it weren’t for you, I’d be the saint, and
things wouldn’t have come this far.]
“……”.
[Soon, the empire will become an ocean of blood and corpses,
because of you, all your loved ones will die.]
Deborah gasped, her red eyes sparkling fiercely.
“No one felt inferior but you, Mia Binoche. I did what I had to
do. Don’t blame me for all your suffering.”
[Shut your mouth! You pretend to be good till the end! No
matter what happens, I will not let things go the way you
want!!].
I hope you live in misery like me.
When Mia raised her arm to pierce the princess’s heart,
Deborah smiled sweetly.
“I agree with what you said.”
The moment Deborah finished speaking, a dazzling light
exploded.
The Huron District, which had been darkened by demons and
mist, suddenly turned radiant white, as it enveloped all of the
sky.
“W-what?!”.
The knights and magicians who were desperately fighting
demons looked around and were greatly surprised.
“A miracle…a miracle happened!!!”
“Oh, my God…”.
The wild beasts all hardened like stones and stopped moving,
everyone in the capital looked to the sky precisely in the
direction from which intense divine energy was emanating.
[This is impossible].
Only one step away from ripping out the princess’s heart, Mia
suddenly felt her body harden like a stone statue.
[no! All my efforts cannot be in vain!!].
However, the divine magic that the Saint had created as
preparation for the holy war had no mercy on the demons.
“Meteor…”.
The party of witches who noticed the identity of the light
falling from the sky.
A white meteor, like the noonday sun, appeared through the
thick and dark clouds, hurtling towards the demon with
terrifying speed and ferocious force.
“Kywoong-!”.
The devil couldn’t even finish his words properly.
Surprisingly, the meteorite did not affect anything but Satan.
It was truly a divine thing.
[Ah…! no!!].
The demon died in an instant, but Mia struggled with her arms
as she bit her teeth hard to the last.
But Princess Deborah raised her arms to the sky again, and
this time a meteorite fell larger and more powerful than the
one before it.
Did they ever say that the stronger the light, the darker the
darkness?!.
However, Mia’s demon-turned-body, after encountering the
intense light,began To turn into ash.Like after the end of wood
burning..
A deep silence came after this.
The demon that blackened the world was dying as if it was
devouring it, no one could speak easily after the miraculous
light and its companion appeared.
“It’s finally over.”
The first to break the silence was Princess Deborah.
The princess who had performed such an astounding miracle
and was once one of the greatest fools in the empire, lay on
the ground with a weary face.
“I’m tired…”.
I mumbled quietly.
The rain gradually subsided and the dark clouds that
blackened the sky began to disappear.
“amazing!!!”.
“The devil is dead!!”
“She is the saint who appeared after a thousand years!! She
also killed the evil demon!!”
Everyone cheered and was moved by the appearance of the
first saint after Nyla, who appeared a thousand years ago, and
she is also the most beloved princess by the people of the
empire, so they kept shouting her name non-stop.
A thousand years ago, Naila lost countless loved ones and
comrades under the red moon, but this time there were no
casualties at all.
Belatedly, the temple changed its attitude and sent high-
ranking priests with potions to detoxify demonic powers, so
that all those infected on the battlefield could be purified.
“Ah, I will finally fulfill my dream and become a rich
unemployed woman!”
Deborah, who had saved the empire, sighed suddenly, and fell
into a deep sleep on Isidor’s back.
CHAPTER 197

“Ah, I will finally fulfill my dream and become a rich

unemployed woman!”
Deborah, who had saved the empire, sighed suddenly, and fell
into a deep sleep on Isidor’s back.
•••
Isidore and I sat next to each other, leaning against the stone
wall where we had previously met, and looking at the moon.
A beautiful moon, bright red like a ruby.
The red moon, which the demon was longing for, was quite an
unusual sight as it created a mysterious atmosphere. When it
disappeared between the clouds without leaving a trace.
“Princess, are you okay?”
Isidor, who had been looking at the moon for a moment,
looked at me kindly and asked.
“You know, I feel great right now.”
I recovered so quickly that I was surprised by this.
So it started as if nothing had happened.
It was hard to comprehend that the greatest demon had only
appeared two days ago, but my daily life and the lives of
precious humans were no different than usual.
I was lounging on the bed eating sandwiches while my father
and the twins were busy writing reports about the accident.
On that day, Enrique, who was trembling alone in the empty
palace on the day of battle, spent some time reading a book to
me, while he clung to me all day long.
Oh yeah.
Only one thing has changed.
Every servant I meet looks at me with eyes full of respect and
solemnity.
I even saw in the hall some maids arguing about who would
help the saint take a bath.
“I was the most avoided landmine by Seymour’s servants.”
I can’t believe their frightened and confused looks have
changed so suddenly.
Of course their looks changed, but I didn’t feel much different
because none of them had the nerve to initiate a conversation
with me.
Remembering what had happened over the past two days, I
looked at Isidore’s face and swung my legs slightly from side
to side on the stone wall.
“Honestly, Mr. Isidor seemed busier than me, so I was
surprised to see you today.”
Just by looking at the condition of my father, who was all the
time summoned to the imperial palace to report the
circumstances and details of the incident, I could guess how
busy Isidor was.
“Since it is a complicated case involving the Third Prince and
the Fourth Queen who were members of the imperial family,
there are a lot of documents that need to be completed and the
case delved deeper, the imperial family is still investigating
the incident vigorously.”
Isidor let out a long sigh.
“Back then, I should have said I had a lot of appointments
with the princess, because you are more important than
anything else.”
I laughed out loud at his complaining joke.
There is no way to prove whether the desperate desire
expressed by Isidore is as true as his aphorisms.
However, the reason I asked Isidor to confirm my wish,
despite it being a legend, was because of the memory of
Naila.
“I hate cute girls, they’re not my style.”
The man who was a copy of Isidore and always bore an
emotionless face, kept crying sadly in front of Naila, who was
dying.
“Don’t cry, there’s no one here to comfort you, I’m not as
good as I used to be.”
Naila , terrified of her destiny as a Saint, asked the Seymour
House to seal her divine energy with ancient magic.
Due to the lack of mana in the bodies of divine strength
bearers, it was scientifically a seal that could never be broken,
but it collided with the ancient artifact that belonged to the
Montes and the seal was shattered.
“If I were born again, I would be evil and bad.”
“What…you?”
Hearing Naila’s confession all of a sudden, the man rubbed
his eyes and said confused.
“Why not? I’ll be a bad girl to your liking. I can do that.”
“You tried before, but you really failed.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
“Hah, you have to live twice to be a little evil.”
Obviously, that man said it as a joke to ease the tense mood.
However, I couldn’t shake the confident feeling that the
reason I was born twice as ‘Deborah’ and 'Yun Doohei’ was
because of the words that came out of the mouth of that man
who was a descendant of the Golden Dragon.
He must have been sincere and not joking
I shook my head.
“Your words are persuasive.”
“…by the way”.
Isidor suddenly spoke with a serious face.
“Do you remember what the Devil said? He told me I looked
like a man, a face with golden features in all respects is not a
common thing.”
“……”
“At the time, I thought it was high-level psychological
warfare to embarrass me, but when I came home and thought
about it, there is only one person who looks like me.”
“Luke Visconti?”
His eyes widened.
“How does the princess know the name of the first Duke of
Visconti?”
“I have memories of him and Naila in my head, I’ve seen him
in my dreams a lot.”
Isidore, who was looking at the red moon, suddenly put his
hand on my cheek.
“He was an extraordinary person, who, having founded the
Visconti family, handed the title over to his younger brother
and disappeared.”
“……”.
“And he created Palencia before his death.”
“……”.
“I never knew it, but I found out that day when I dreamed, as
if I were that person, when I dreamed I saw him weeping in
front of the saint’s statue, and as soon as I woke up I was
desperately longing for you.”
I suddenly felt so suffocated that I couldn’t breathe.
In this world where there was no safe place to lean on,
without Palencia and the Master, it was as if a drop of fresh
water had fallen into the vast ocean.
“I’m not sure about my words, maybe it’s fate.”
Isidore whispered this after placing his lips on my forehead
and I hugged him tightly to feel his warmth.
“Yes, it’s obviously you.”
Boom-!.
Then I heard something explode and shivered in his arms.
“I had some fireworks left after I bought them from the Royal
Wizards last time, so I lit them…Are you surprised?”
I was surprised when I heard the sounds of fireworks, the
recent events must have affected me.
“I thought watching the fireworks from here would be great.”
“It’s a great”.
I timidly said that and cast my eyes upon the red flame, which
was as open as a rose.
Isidor brought a blanket out of nowhere and wrapped me in it
and hugged me again, I grabbed his hand tightly and opened
my mouth.
“When I first met you… I didn’t feel that you were a gentle
and kind person, I thought you were just a gold lover.”
After laughing out loud, he said:
“Not bad, I didn’t know the princess was a nice witch too.”
“……”.
“And an upright, diligent and wonderful person…”.
“I’m not very hardworking. I like having fun more than
working. If I just focus on it, I won’t be able to do anything
for a whole month and never get out of bed.”
“But why do you work as hard as a workaholic?”
“I wanted to save money and buy a title in two years.”
“Why is it so short?”
“Because I don’t want to get married.”
At that moment, Isidor began to cough violently, I almost fell
because of his trembling body.
“Someone from my family has come into contact with a
strange young man from the Count family.”
I said it softly.
“Above all, if I have a title, I can live as I please.”
“Ah, that’s why you asked me about the price. You are an
independent, self-sufficient person who is also bold.”
“You didn’t know how surprised I was because the title was
more precious than I thought.”
When I remember the moment the 10 billion won was said,
my spine is cold even now.
“Now, you can choose any title you want and obtain it.
Because you are the embodiment of a saint and a heroine who
saved the empire. To be honest… With Seymour’s
momentum and the current popularity of the princess, you can
also target the position of the next empress. I am willing to
give up the crown prince at any time…”
“Throne?… Just thinking about it gives me a headache, to be
honest, I’m too busy just trying to maintain my current job.”
The coffee maker is coming from the south soon, so I’m
planning another business, but it seems my dream of being
unemployed is already a long way off.
"I see”.
Isidore nodded slowly, licked his lips, and then coughed
several times.
“What happened to you? Did you catch a cold?”
“No, well, a hot spring has been discovered in the south near
the Southern Estate.”
Why is he talking about hot springs all of a sudden?
“It is being developed as a tourist resort (spa) at the moment,
so if the princess wishes, she can enjoy the hot springs all
month long to relax, while working with me.”
“It’s a very tempting offer.”
When I gave him an affirmative answer, Isidor began wagging
his tail like a fox, and began declaring, like a public relations
ambassador, what pleasant and beautiful things there were and
how comfortable I would be.
He also secretly hinted at his huge wealth.
“Now getting to the point, Isidore….”
“Hmm, eh… are those negative thoughts about marriage still
stuck in your head?”
“Well…”
As I said that, I imagined fox ears hanging from his head for
some reason.
For a while, his hints were obvious to me, so I couldn’t help
but laugh.
“By the way, I want to see your pretty face every day while
traveling and going to a hot spring to take a break from work
and have fun together.”
“……”
“It means that the only person I want to spend the rest of my
life with is you, Isidor, my only love.”
When I kissed the back of his hand, Isidore’s eyes widened.
His cheeks looked redder than the red full moon in the sky.
“Ah, the princess likes to shake my heart whenever she has
free time.”
Isidor rubbed his cheeks and muttered.
“It’s fun and exciting, isn’t it?”
I smiled.
“How did you know? I can’t take my eyes off you every
time.”
“I can’t take my eyes off you either because you’re so
handsome, I don’t have to tell you because you already know
that.”
Isidor laughed joyfully.
“You can look at me whenever you want, I’m all yours.”
“Good”.
Isidore and I looked at each other as if we were in a staring
match, then smiled at the same time and our lips slowly
brought together, as if we were tasting a delicious meal for the
first time.
“I love you a lot”.
He whispered.
Isidore was my first love, a trusted partner and an excellent
advisor, a devoted lover too.
Perhaps I am the most problematic person he has ever met.
'Well, I’ve saved the empire twice, so it was only natural that I
was born with such strong luck.’
“I love you, Deborah.”
He said my name sweetly and confessed his love.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling so ecstatic as if I
was flying, at the same time I felt my stomach burn.
“I love you too, Isidore.”
***
‌
“…. What is that noisy ship?”
A passerby muttered with a confused expression upon seeing
the white colored ship floating between the small boat and the
yacht, and the fellow next to him spoke up.
“What else could it be?! A new gift from the Duke of Visconti
to Princess Deborah, who had a hard time on her birthday due
to defeating an evil demon!”
“Ahem! I made a mistake. I heard the Saint used the ship as
bait to wipe out a group of witches.”
“correct.”
The Empire was full of stories about Princess Deborah’s
activities.
The composers wrote songs praising the princess’ bravery in
the face of the devil.
In the clothing and fabric stores, only the purple clothes and
fabrics that Princess Deborah was wearing at the time of her
first appearance are revealed.
‌
There was also the president of the academy who seriously
suggested erecting a statue of Princess Deborah in the center
of the main building of the academy.
Its popularity skyrocketed.
‌
“By the way, how is Princess Deborah the reincarnation of a
saint? Ahem! Wasn’t there a rumor that she was an evil
woman?”
‌
“Don’t you know that yet?”
‌
“Maybe he doesn’t know.”
‌
“The saint hid from evil plots and demonic beasts, and
meanwhile, she pretended to be evil to develop a mighty force
to exterminate this demon… well, that’s what happened.”
“Oh! Now I understand the deep meaning.”
“Yes, it is as deep as a lake.”
“Sigh. I want to see her face even from a distance.”
“Hmm. This is… advanced information.”
“What?”
“There are rumors that Princess Deborah goes to work at
Armand III’s branch from time to time.”
“I have to go right away…!”
‌
Of course, the rumors were launched by Princess Deborah to
promote the new branch.
‌
The imperial people had no way of knowing the Saint’s
profound meaning.
‌
***
’….. There are very ridiculous rumors circulating in the
capital.’
'For example, that I pretended to be evil to avoid demonic
beasts and secretly increase my strength.’
“That’s a lot….”
It’s about as overrated as nitrogen chips, so it’s okay to talk
about it, but it’s a little disappointing that the image of the
badass woman I was obsessed with is gone.
‌
‌
(T/N: Refers to potato chips. This nickname is given because
the price to the desired consumer keeps rising, the amount of
“potatoes” that the bag should actually contain decreases and
the proportion of “nitrogen” used Bump protectant +
antioxidant increases.)
‌
“But after all, I am the most powerful person in the world, so
no one will act rashly.”
Unless you want to get hit by a meteor.
I clicked my tongue and unwrapped the wrapping paper one
by one.
My room was full of belated Christmas presents from royals
and nobles, and I was late opening the chests.
“Is this pure 24 karat gold?”
After I drooled at the golden ring without caution, I jumped
up at the sound of a knock and quickly showed a dignified
face.
“Princess Deborah.”
“What’s going on?”
“it is time.”
“Oh yeah.”
This evening, a birthday party, which was delayed by the
devil, was scheduled to be held on the ship.
‌
I said over and over again that it was a nuisance, so they
didn’t need to take care of it, but Isidor and my father were
adamant about it.
“Since when have they been so close?”
My father, who was terrifying Isidore, looked excited when he
saw that he was an excellent magician and devoted himself to
me during the battle with the demon.
Isidore also seemed very friendly.
After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the white ship
and I coughed.
I was excited and my heart was trembling inside, but as I went
up to the ship, pretending to be calm, I saw a great white
piano.
Then Isidor slowly came out with a cake and a bouquet of
flowers.
Having extinguished the candle, he sat nervously at the piano.
“His skills have improved a lot.”
The way he performed the song, his focused face, was so
touching that it made my heart ache.
Isidor muttered sheepishly, saying that half of the cadences
were wrong, and asked if I liked the show.
“It really is the best gift I’ve ever received.”
Then Isidor embraced me with a relaxed face, and the ship
carrying us slowly went down the river.
‌
The river reflecting the dark night sky was calm and peaceful.
Between him and me, a strong bond developed as we
overcame some difficulties together, and a calm and warm
atmosphere surrounded us.
And… In contrast, there was also an unknown tension.
“princess.”
He said slowly while holding the ring box.
“would you marry me?”
My answer was already decided, and Isidor smiled happily
more than ever.
‌
‌[THE END]
••
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 1

1. Fox and Snakes

“Why? Do you have anything to say?”
“… No.”
Peleg, who was licking her lips, shook her head and turned
around.
'What is it? Obviously looking intently.'
Recently, more and more people are looking at my ring finger
with a face that has a lot to say.
Because I always wore the engagement ring I received from
Isidor. Still, I thought I had half-opened my mind lately, but
my father said every word with a trembling face.
“I think it’s bad for blood circulation.”
“Yes?”
“It’s the ring. ring! Jewels are useless and look
uncomfortable.”
Yesterday I heard that the jewels were twinkling annoyingly
and it made my eyes hurt. Gradually, complaints about the
ring became new and varied.
“By the way, it wasn't even a ceremony, and it's only the stage
where they promised to get married, so why are they already
wearing such annoying things? Maybe the Duke of Visconti is
not secretly paying attention? this guy dares.”
My father, who had been quiet for a long time, was trying to
catch up with Amon Isidor again, so I hurriedly opened my
mouth.
“Ah, it can be. I'm going to get married anyway, but it's
strange to walk around without wearing the ring you've
already been given.”
In fact, there was a bigger reason for me to wear the ring all
the time.
“Deborah, I'm going to put a strong adhesive on my finger.
No, let's try to develop an alchemy that can connect the ring
as if it were one body... .”
The day they shared the rings on board, Isidor murmured
earnestly as he peered into the engagement ring that wrapped
around his ring finger.
He's so serious about coupling, but I thought it would be sad if
I wasn't the only one wearing it. To be honest, my fiancé, who
was thrilled as if he had everything in the world, was cute and
I couldn't help it.
“Anyway”! I don't know what will happen tomorrow. Think
about it. Who would have imagined that you, who were last at
the Academy, would become the hero who saved the
Empire?”
“I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow, but for now,
I like this ring. It's pretty.”
Also fox...
My father muttered as if moaning something, and then
coughed in vain.
“Hmm! By the way, recently, the imperial family and Shin-
chan are too sweet to send me letters saying they want to
invite you.”
The words are annoying, but there was pride in the corners of
father's eyes.
“I’m refusing to take care of myself, so don’t feel pressured
and do it when you want.”
“Yes.”
Even so, I was planning to stay away from social activities for
the time being. I was waiting for the aftermath of the incident
where the Great Demon appeared to calm down a bit.
' I've gotten so much attention... okay.'
Even the employees of the house treat me with respect, saying
that they are the servants of goddess saint.
It was easy to pass even as it was mine, and the eyes of the
people in the family who looked worn out because they could
not penetrate the ring finger did not. Perhaps the more the
nobles looked at the ring, the more, but not the less.
“....”
“Enrique.”
“Yes?”
Enrique widened his wide eyes.
“The ring doesn’t run away just by staring at it like that.”
“....”
“Hey! I can't even make a cute face.”
Sheesh, I smirked while stroking Enrique, who clicked his
tongue slightly. Anyway, today went by without any
problems.

***
“Lord, there really is no end to what you can do.”
Miguel, who came to Isidore's office to receive final approval,
sighed with a sullen face.
In the Duke of Visconti's office, there was always a mountain
of payment documents, but recently it has been severe.
“It's not a great devil for nothing.”
teeth tremble If it wasn't for that damn devil, it's the end of the
year, so it's time to take a break.
This tastes like death, but Miguel hated it when he saw the
master smiling softly every day while staying up all night for
a week.
Well, since I won the offer I had been desperately waiting for,
I was overwhelmed with the feeling.
If you explain how the Master was prepared for propose, it is
equivalent to this report of the Great Satan.
“Miguel, I heard that playing the piano when you propose is a
classic without failure. How is it?”
“It's a story about playing well like Sir Thierry”
“Ha? If I practice, I can do that”
Because of Isidor's overzealous enthusiasm, Miguel's
eardrums were abused for almost half a year. Rather, I felt
that I was happy when I only watched the fashion show.
'Yeah, it's good if the results are good. '
Anyway, it was good news for Miguel that his boss was in a
good mood every day.
“Duke, please sign this and be done”
“There’s no romance, isn’t the moon so beautiful tonight?”
Isidor, who gladly signed the report, muttered abruptly as he
put down his pen.
“It's hard to see it because there's a lot of clouds.”
“I don't care. The ring looks good.”
Turning his body to the window, he raised his pale hand with
a ring on it, not knowing whether it was the moon or the ring.
A smile resembling a pure white moon hung on Isidor's lips.
The gloves he had been wearing habitually had been left
unattended since the propose.
'It's nice to see it every time.'
He slowly let out a sigh as he looked at the documents he had
to scan until dawn.
The reason he's been overly restricting his sleep lately is
because he wanted to take a long vacation in the New Year.
Since there is a public holiday in the new year, the imperial
officials will also be resting, so if you work hard now, you
will be able to play without doing anything for a week.
“Shall we go to a hot spring together? ”
If you can't afford to stay overnight, it wouldn't be a bad idea
to go on a date in the capital city.
'These days, I heard that the lake park on the outskirts of Atra
is worth seeing.'
Isidore, who had even opened up a map and studied the date
line in his spare time, got up to the sound of knocking on the
window. It was a pigeon that brought Deborah's letter.
He spent money and quality manpower to train the pigeon and
it was well prepared for delivery.
[I want to stop by Sir Isidore's house tomorrow morning. Of
course, you don't have to rush and waste your time. I heard
you're busy.]
Isidor smiled slightly at the letter. Currently, the number one
person I want to meet the most in the empire is a princess, but
such a humble letter.
As Deborah was only unaware inside Seymour Townhouse,
everything from the imperial family, the temple, and even the
social circles was attached to her body. At one time, he
pointed his finger at it, saying it was a poisonous snake, and it
wasn't even funny.
‘I think it was better back then.’
I just need to be pretty and great in my eyes.
With a somewhat selfish thought, he lightly touched the letter
and wrote a reply right away.

***
It was a day when the light breeze fluttered and fell like a
white butterfly. I, who had been idling in the house for so
long, went to Isidor's townhouse.
In the distance, you can see Isidor coming to meet you
through the window. Even amidst the pure white snow, his
blonde hair shone like the sun without dying.
As soon as I get out of the carriage, my eyes slowly fall on his
shiny hair.
“Wait inside. It's cold.”
“It’s the first snow this year. I want to walk while watching
the snow with the princess.”
He gently rubbed my cheek with his smooth hand.
'You're not wearing gloves.'
With a soft touch, the cold ring did not touch her face, and she
was visibly embarrassed.
"Hmm! After all these days of cold weather, today there is no
wind and it's quite warm today. Isn't it?"
At that time, the wind blew by, and Isidor immediately
wrapped the scarf in his hand. He buried his nose in a scarf
with a familiar scent, and then slowly interlaced his hand on
his outstretched hand.
The scenery of the townhouses in Visconti, where the soft
snow fell, was quite charming.
"By the way, what wind brought the saint here?"
He asks in the business-like tone of Blancha. Knowingly, I
hated it, so I grabbed his clasped hand as if tormenting him.
"I have an important business. I didn't come here because I
wanted to see anyone."
“Then it must have been because you wanted to kiss.”
“It’s something I want to do wonders, but I’m just trying to
stab it… !”
Before he could finish speaking, he quickly moved his lips
together. Perhaps it was because of the soft eyes that
occasionally touched his face, the place where his lips touched
felt even hotter.
“How did know?”
He flexibly ran through his mouth and fell off, kissing him on
the cheek, playfully.
“You are prettier today.”
"Hmm. I know. The Visconti Gardens are just as beautiful as
Seymour. The snow is piled up and it looks like a picture from
a fairy tale book."
For no reason, he touched the branches of the snow-covered
branches with his hands and muttered gibberish.
“garden? I was saying that the princess is pretty.”
It was as if my ear was red. He smiled a little while touching
my earlobe with his fingertips
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 2

“It may not be as good as Seymour, but the garden here is also
carefully maintained.”
Isidor, who had been rubbing my ear, took my hand again and
spoke kindly. On the snow-covered garden path as thin as silk,
the footprints of me and his feet were stamped side by side.
“But there are no trees in the vicinity.”
“Ah, I left the flower garden and glass greenhouse to make a
new one. When spring comes, I will call a gardener and
actively decorate it.”
"What flower garden all of a sudden?"
“I heard that the princess likes to see flowers.”
“I don’t need to plant a new one just because of my flower
viewing… .”
“Well, there is no need for that. All I have to do is look in the
mirror every morning.”
“Hmm?”
“ princess is a thousand times more dazzling than a flower.”
“Am!”
At the end of the day, as I overcame my embarrassment and
squeezed his hand, he bit his mouth.
“...hurt?”
“No. I was too affected to speak. I feel my powers are getting
stronger, so I will have a longer and healthier life with me.”
Isidor, who said something serious or joking, naturally
escorted her into the townhouse.
“There are very few people today.”
“They went on vacation with a minimum number of people
left. It's the end of the year... I don't want to be disturbed
because I have so many fans... .”
As he took the snowy shawl, he added something small.
“By the way, when do you rest?”
“I'm going to take a long vacation at the beginning of the year.
How about hanging out with me after talking?”
“Okay.”
As he smiled and took off his fur gloves, Isidor's cheeks
gradually turned red and he tilted his head.
“Why?”
“The ring, I didn’t know you were wearing it.”
It's cute to see him smirking like that before and rubbing the
reddened nape of his neck, not knowing what to do with just
one ring.
“Hmm! Come this way.”
“okay.”
He took the lead with a red face that did not go away.
As I walked through the hall decorated with all kinds of
treasure swords and arrived at the drawing room with a large
sofa, something clattered and ran in front of me.
I held the cookie hanging from my skirt in my arms and
gently stroked mis hair.
“long time no see.”
“hm, That's my place.”
Isidor tapped Cookie's pink nose lightly.
“Princess, would you like some tea? Or juice?”
“I want to drink juice.”
I sat down on the comfy sofa and looked around the room,
stroking the sloppy cookie.
Because it was winter, the floor was covered with thick
carpets and the large fireplace was full of firewood, giving it a
year-end atmosphere. And there were things that stood out
because of the quality.
“Isidor, are you studying geography these days? In fact, it
could come in handy during enlisted training.”
I said, pointing to the map of the capital where the red line
was checked.
Isidor put down his teacup and opened his mouth.
“I use it when making a date course.”
“ah…”
“ha…”
He cut out a mille-feuille and held it to his bewildered lips.
"uh? This is really delicious.”
“I come here often to play. I'll prepare a lot of delicious things
for you.”
“Yeah.”
“How is the room temperature? Isn't it cold?”
“It’s fine.”
Every time he took care of it meticulously, I felt sick to my
stomach and embarrassed.
It's not the first time we've been alone like this, but he came
close to me and leaned his head on my shoulder, I inhaled and
swallowed my breath.
“… are you uncomfortable?”
“It’s not…”
”then?”
“Actually, I’m a little nervous. Maybe it’s because it’s been a
long time since we’ve seen only the two of us like this.”
Or maybe it's because every time I see Isidore's face, it's new.
“really? You look calm.”
Although there are many advantages of a without tension face
that does not show well even when surprised or excited, Isidor
did not believe it at all, so it was a little unfair.
“look. My heart is beating so fast”
I pulled his hand to my heart.
“Right!?”
“… yes.”
As soon as he removed his hand from my chest, he ruffled his
hair with a hint of nervousness somewhere.
“Hair, messy.”
“Then clean it up.”
Cookie looks startled at me stroking his master's head like a
puppy, then goes down to the floor.
Isidor, who quickly took the empty arms, hugged me tightly
and smiled slightly.
“I like it.”
“Me too”
“It’s really good. So, see you often.”
As he spoke in a voice that came from deep inside his heart, I
laughed heartily without realizing it.
***
“I am not satisfied”
“no?”
“It means that greed keeps increasing.”
Isidor pressed his temple firmly. Every moment of returning
her princess to her Seymour was getting harder and harder.
Spending time with her was calm and warm at the same time,
and at the same time exhilarated him without a break.
When she gave me her warm body temperature and saw her
soft eyes and smile, my heart ached and melted.
Isidor, who had not been able to communicate sincerely with
others, first learned about such sweet, painful, and lovely
sensations through Deborah.
At first, it was good just to have feelings for each other, but I
thought I was going to lose my mind because I was happy just
that she accepted my heart.
After I got engaged, my desire to live together suddenly grew
and I became impatient.
“wedding hall… Shall we find that?”
Miguel's eyes widened at Isidor's bombshell remarks.
“Are you in agreement with Duke Seymour? I thought he
wouldn't allow it until she graduated from the academy, but I
was surprised... .”
“There is nothing wrong with preparing in advance. Of
course, you have to do it secretly.”
“If you get caught, what are you going to do next?”
“… It's a joke. Joke.”
“Don't joke like that, my lord. You know the Seymour
bloodline personality because you have experienced it.”
To be honest, Miguel still couldn't believe that Princess
Deborah, the blood of a cold snake, was the embodiment of a
saint. And there were times when the master, who had to deal
with the reckless snakes behind the princess, was sometimes
naughty.
“my father’s personality is not like a knife.”
“Have you already decided to call him Father? "
Cancel the word sweet.
If anyone hears it, they'll think they've been married for 10
years, not just getting engaged.
“It’s not yet a mutually agreed-upon title, but it will be soon.”
“Ah, yes...”
“I will have to go see my father with a New Year’s present.
When the new year comes, I know that I will be taking
vacations for a week from the 1st to the 7th.”
'So you've been up all night like a madman.'
“Yes, my lord!”
Your boss's vacation is your own. Even a full week!
My favorability towards the hostess I will serve in the future
has risen once more.
'By the way, you've been alone with the Duke of Seymour
since the new year. '
Miguel shook his head, feeling that the seat next to the saint
was not something anyone could afford.
***
[Good morning, Duke Seymour... (omitted) When the new
year comes, I will meet you and say hello.]
“Ugh. It is said that they come from the first day of the new
year… ”
Duke Seymour looked at Isidore's letter and scratched his chin
several times.
In fact, the first week of the New Year for the people of the
Asteria Empire was like a holiday to spend with family
around the fireplace.
However, the nobles, especially Seymour's immediate family,
had no reason to sit around in a fuss because they lived in a
private annex, and they each spent their New Year's Eve,
preoccupied with their own work. In particular, Duke
Seymour was even more busy at the beginning of the year as
he had to review the management plan for the tower and the
family budget.
'I've spent such a long time doing nothing but work...'
It wasn't a big deal at this time, but when Isidor sent a letter to
see him in the new year, Duke Seymour felt complicated
again.
'Ummm.... .'
To be honest, it wasn't a bad feeling.
It must be said that Isidor, who already cares about this place
as if it were a family member, is as special as a bean. If you
come, you won't hear good things, but it seems that the way
he takes care of adults from the new year is quite buoyant.
'Actually, other than him, there is no good alternative.'
He's handsome for his face, but even so, I can't stand having a
poor guy standing next to my daughter.
Perhaps it was because they had gone through the turmoil
together, Duke Seymour was accepting Isidore as if his
clothes were wet in the drizzle, and on the other hand, he was
unfamiliar with himself.
“…. First, let's prepare dinner. You have to welcome guests. ”
“Yes, Duke. How many meals will you prepare?”
When asked how many servings to prepare, Duke Seymour
paused.
“Ask my boys, They have time tomorrow evening?”
Everyone's busy anyway, so it's better not to ask.
When the new year came, the eldest son was not very close to
the house because he was making connections at various
social parties.
The second son, the artifact developer, must be hesitant to
write a plan in order to receive the newly formed horse tower
budget. Still, the youngest will have plenty of time because
the tight tutoring schedule has been drastically reduced.
“It’s winter, but it would be better to take out the strawberries
in advance.”
Said Duke Seymour, recalling Enrique, who was the last to eat
strawberries on the whipped cream cake.
“And, find out… .”
“yes? What is it?”
“Let’s find out what Enrique wants to eat other than
strawberries.”
A blunt and clumsy father, he added with a bit of
embarrassment.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 3

“Sister, what is this?”

Enrique, who was sitting next to me looking at a picture book,
came up to me and asked. In the past, I compulsively read
only books that helped my grades, but recently I often opened
up picture books that people in my age would like.
I tilted my head at the big circle my little finger was pointing
at.
“What? It's the first time I've seen it too.”
“Is there something that sister doesn't know?”
“Of course. And since it's a secret, there's nothing particularly
good about showing that you know a lot.”
“why?”
“People are intellectuals… No, it's a nuisance to treat it like a
knowledge warehouse. Especially if you are impressed. If you
want to show off what you know, give a lecture. Don't give it
away for free. got it?”
The youngest in my family was kind and cute, not like
Seymour, so I often spilling life hacks that turn blood and
become flesh.
'Early education is important.'
Enrique blinked his big eyes as if he didn't understand what I
was saying, and I looked into the picture book while stroking
his soft hair.
“Now, let’s deduce what the circle that Enrique is curious
about is…”
The book the child sees is an imperial genre painting, the table
of contents and the surrounding commoners eat it. Looking at
the pictures, it seemed like food.
“ah! This is a crepe.”
It was completely different from crepes eaten by nobles, and I
couldn't recognize them at a glance.
It seems that common people here spread crepes as big and
round as possible on New Year's Day and share them with
their families.
“Crepe?”
“Yeah, great crepe. A deal to eat together in the middle of the
New Year like this.”
“Ah, that's it.”
Enrique looked at the picture book again as if he had resolved
his curiosity, and in the meantime, I leaned on the sofa and
meditated.
Recently, I stopped socializing and stayed at home in order to
cool off. At the time of the battle with the devil, the divine
power, which was filled like sea water, was exhausted like a
dry desert by using the power that exceeded the limit at once.
'The recovery rate is too slow. '
Still, there is no need to be impatient, as the strength is slowly
returning like water in a bathtub... .
While calming his mind and quietly checking his body,
Enrique's nanny came to the annex. Seeing that Enrique didn't
say much, he seemed to get along well with his new nanny.
“What’s going on?”
“It’s time for the master to receive tutoring.”
“Teaching?”
“Yes, I said I wanted to. swordsmanship tutoring.”
Enrique intervened.
“Why did you suddenly want to learn swordsmanship? "
“I want to be strong. More than the magic swordsman duke. I
will protect the empire with my sister later!”
Enrique declared with his big eyes twinkling.
“okay. Regular exercise is good.”
“And I, too, will be taller.”
“Then I will have to eat more than I do now. Don’t be picky.”
"yes! I will eat fish and carrots well.”
As Enrique grabbed the picture book and got up from his seat,
the nanny opened her mouth as if thinking of something.
“Ah, the Duke was wondering what kind of food he would
like to have at dinner.”
“I want to eat the king crepe.”
Enrique opened the book and pointed to the picture, and a
warm color appeared around the nanny's eyes.
“Well, this is the food that commoners eat mostly… .”
“what are you saying? If our Enrique, want to eat, we should
eat.”
It wasn't that he was really angry, but the nanny was startled
and joking around as if he had heard the story of the senior
who disappeared without even a mouse or a bird.
“That’s right, Princess!”
“See you at dinner tomorrow, Enrique.”
“Yeah, sister!”
Seeing Enrique dyed her cheeks red with excitement, a
pleasant smile flowed out at the same time.
'and… Tomorrow Isidor will come to my house.'
It seemed to make me feel even more excited because I was
going to spend the New Year with my fiancé, who had been
crazy busy.
You can only think of your face. I was also seriously ill.
***
“Mr. Rosad.”
"What?"
“Duke Seymour is going to have a dinner party tonight, aren't
you going to participate?”
Rosad, who was flipping through the invitations piled up on
the desk, asked the vassal attentively.
“Sudden dinner? Why?”
“It seems that the Duke of Visconti is visiting for New Year's
greetings, so he has arranged a place for him.”
“New Year’s greetings. It's been a while since he got
betrothed, and he is already trying to become a son-in-law.”
He put down the letter in his hand and clicked his tongue.
“Ugh. I don't know if they're going to have a wedding soon.”
Since Deborah is of marriageable age, it was not strange to set
the wedding date right away.
“Ah...”
Rosad suddenly realized something and clapped her fingers
with her face.
“He seems to be meeting with father today to confirm the
wedding date. New Year's greetings, It’s a good excuse.”
“It will be the wedding of the century. Seymour and Visconti,
Saint and the Demon Sword Sarani…”
This was a marriage that would remain in the history of the
empire. I couldn't even imagine what a bold and great second
generation would be born.
“Hmm, when I was Isidore's age, I would have liked to have
more fun.”
How many women are there in the world.
Rosard, who had no desire to be bound by anyone yet, thought
so.
“The Duke of Visconti has a reputation for clean privacy and
asceticism.”
“… Are you saying that if Isidor is clean, I'm resentful?”
“Oh, no! Does that mean? In terms of personal life, it means
that she and Princess Deborah, who is the embodiment of the
saint, get along very well. ha, ha.”
“In terms of personal life, am I disqualified as a saint’s
brother?”
As he continued to sarcastic, his face turned pale.
“The most popular and respected person in the Empire these
days is Rosad, undoubted! ”
After Isidor was officially out of stock, Rosard rose to the top
of Asteria. Rosard, who socializes and manages his network
sensibly, was more popular with the ladies than belek, who
was a recluse man.
Therefore, invitations to the New Year's party of a noble
family with a daughter of marriageable age were pouring
down on him like a torrential rain.
“Have you decided which family you will accept today’s
invitation?”
The vassal quickly changed the subject, and Rosad raised his
silver eyebrows sternly.
“It's cold here, so I'm not going anywhere. I want to eat at
home, so clear my schedule”
“Are you going to dinner?”
“A man knows better than the same man.”
“Yes?”
“The Duke of Visconti, as rumored, means that I am going to
give him a try.”
***
“Were you both at home?”
Duke Seymour was stunned as he saw the twins who appeared
as they walked into the banquet hall.
“You look like you're idle for some reason.”
“This year, you don't have to write a plan to get a budget.
Patent performance last year was very good.”
Belek, who bragged about his pride, looked around the
banquet hall, raising his glasses.
“It looks like Isidor hasn't arrived yet.”
“I’m walking with Deborah. I'm going to be on time, so sit
down first.”
“To use Seymour Townhouse as a date spot. The more I look
at him, the more he looks bold...”
Belek sat down in a suitable place with admiration, and Rosad
opened his mouth with the long corners of his eyes closed.
“Father”
“Why do you have such a contemplative face?”
“Today, I’m going to bring out the high-quality alcohol I’ve
been saving for a while.”
“… Are you going to give Isidor a drink?”
“It’s not like we were connected with Lord Isidor for a day or
two, we’re comrades who fought together against the great
devil, but I’ve never been openly deceived by a man-to-man
relationship.”
“He’s an inhuman guy who only comes out with a joke no
matter how much he confides, but what will come out of him
if he only has alcohol in it?”
“You’ve already robbed a lot.”
As Belek dared to point it out, Duke Seymour narrowed his
eyes.
“Be quiet.”
“…okay.”
“Yeah, well, alcohol… If you drink in moderation to relax the
atmosphere, it won’t be bad.”
Zad called a servant and had him take out the keg he had
stored in the deepest part of his wine cellar.
The fragrance is soft and the taste is clean, and it passes
through the throat in an instant, but the alcohol content is very
strong, so it is an item that can unblock the mind in an instant.
“Father!”
“Enrique ere you here?”
After a while, when the youngest appeared, Duke Seymour
folded the folds around his eyes and stroked his soft hair a few
times.
“You said our youngest wanted a big crepe?”
“Yes, it’s a deal to eat on New Year’s Day.”
“Hey, commoners eat like that.”
Duke Seymour saw with white eyes Belek, who broke the
colic.
“A fifty-inch-diameter crepe topped with truffles and gold
powder and stuffed with caviar.”
“… Common people can't eat it. ”
“Father, my sister is here.”
“uh? Do we have brother Belek and brother Rosad too?”
Busy twins Because of Deborah walked in with the look of
being the only one who had both of them stuck in the corner
of the house.
Seymour's men's eyes focused on the direction she was
standing, and then fixed as if being nailed to Isidore, who was
next to her.
Perhaps because he had been exercising more, Isidore's
physique seemed to be exceptionally large today. They call
him foxes, but to be honest, his body was a giant beast.
'Even if you search all over the empire, there is no one like
him.'
The outer shell is absolutely perfect, the rumors are clean, and
above all, the gaze on Deborah is too explicit.
'Shit'
Unintentionally, Belek's arm became like chicken meat.
What the hell are you going to do with such a transparent
bastard. Isn't that just a honey bucket for my sister.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 4

“Thank you for inviting me to such a nice place, Duke.

“Ummm.”
To put it bluntly, the whole family suddenly gathered because
of Isidore, but since he seemed to be happy as if he thought he
had me in the family reunion, Duke Seymour gasped
inwardly.
“… You must be hungry, come, Duke Visconti.”
“Yes, Duke Seymour.”
Soon, appetizers and rose-colored champagne were placed on
a long table, and the meal began in a quiet atmosphere.
“The ingredients are fresh and the seasoning is really good.”
In the stillness, Isidor said, making a hollow in the mouth.
Even though he ate happily enough to make the viewer feel
good, his table manners were flawless and aristocratic.
'Ooh.'
Enrique looked at Isidore like that with some resentment.
'Why does that person have a good personality with shiny hair
and face.'
_“Enrique, you say you’re learning swordship?”_
Heard that I was learning swordsmanship recently, he handed
me a treasured sword with magic stones as a New Year's gift
today.
_“Nice to meet you again. In the meantime, You got taller."_
'How did you know I grew 1.3 cm taller?'
Most of them don't know.
To be honest… Confucius Visconti seems like a good person.
It's not polite to stare like this, but I could tell just by looking
at his friendly eyes.
If Isidor were a wretched and stupid person like Filap, he
would be able to fight and argue not to get married. I don't
know, bad!
“Enrique-kun.”
“Yes?”
Suddenly Isidor calls himself, and Enrique shrugs his
shoulders.
“Looking at it earlier, it seemed that he had a talent for
swordsmanship.”
“… me?”
“Yes. You have a good skeletal and your posture shows that
you have no bad problem at all”
When the magic swordsman, who had done a great job against
terrifying demons and monsters, praised my posture, Enrique
became a little embarrassed and clenched his toes.
As I was biting my lips because I didn't know what to say, a
huge crepe that I had been wanting to eat the whole time
appeared. Deborah gave a brief admiration.
“It’s really big.”
The giant crepes that filled the big table boasted a majesty that
overwhelms everyone.
“But how do you eat it?”
The cut-and-cooked crepe, which originally featured
preserving its full moon-like round shape, did not exist at all.
“Should I call the chef in charge?”
Belek muttered in exasperation, and Isidor stood up.
“I will cut it.”
“you?”
“yes. By practicing how to cut the steak neatly, you will be
able to cut it well.”
“Why did you practice like that? Is it part of swordsmanship
training?”
“Using an auror allows you to confine the gravy as much as
possible, so you can enjoy the original taste of the meat.”
“haha. You're a foodie.”
As if it was no joke that they practiced, the precious
ingredients in the crepes were cut neatly without leaking a
single one. In addition, there is even a service that puts crepes
on the plate in front of each person with a transfer magic.
“It’s a useful skill.”
“I know.”
Enrique's eyes widened in surprise.
“I will enjoy this food. Thanks for the cut.”
“Eat a lot of enrique.”
The child, who had seen the New Year in a fairy tale book
where the whole family gathered and shared crepes, looked
very satisfied.
The youngest, eating crepe with the above face, was cute and
gave Seymour a small smile, meanwhile, Isidor cut the crepe
into smaller pieces for Deborah to eat.
But there were people who did not assimilate at all in this
friendly atmosphere.
Rosad narrowed her eyes as she looked at the subtle auras that
had formed on Isidor's knife.
'That skill that cuts food neatly without scratching the plate.
You look useful when you're dating a girl.'
Seeing how delicate and sophisticated the mana control is, it
seems like it's not something I've done once or twice.
Athletes How to Recognize Athletes. For some reason it
smells like the same player.
'After all, I'll have to shake it off properly.'
Towards the end of dinner, when it was time for bed, Enrique
was holding back his yawn and weeping, and Duke Seymour
got up to take the youngest to their annex.
“Bring it.”
As soon as the two disappeared, Rosad glanced at the servant,
followed by a black keg of a size that would make him
intimidating just looking at it.
“Deborah, you go up too. I have a story to tell with the Duke
of Visconti, man-to-man.”
"What is he saying now. Are you drunk already?”
Deborah didn't even snort her.
“It’s cheap, isn’t it a husband you’ll look tired of every day if
you get married anyway? You won't have many opportunities
to get together like this in the future, but today you give up
your fiancé."
He went as far as Belek to help.
“brother-in-law, what do you think? Having a drink with us
casually.”
“....”
Rosad asks skillfully.
brother-in-law. The word struck Isidor's heart bluntly.
Having a relationship approved by the Seymour twins, who
seemed like a strong man.
Deborah swallowed a sigh as she looked into the emerald-
colored eyes that fluttered relentlessly.
“Don’t eat too much. Don't bully me, don't stain it badly.”
“Bad water? Are we demons?”
“So, do it in moderation.”
Belek asked again, looking at her sister's back, which was far
away after glaring at her with a veiled sharp gaze.
“Sir Isidore, you started dating because you were threatened,
right?”
“no. I liked her a lot from the start, and I confessed first.”
“After all, if you want to tell the truth, you have to drink
alcohol first.”
The brandy that Rosard brought out was so powerful that
Belek, who usually does drink alcohol, was the first to get
drunk.
“The Duke of Visconti… ! When tears come out of my
brother's eyes, it's not like your eyes are bleeding. Please
know that our Seymour is the one to extract without tears of
blood.”
He rushed forward and gave Isidor a stern warning, but
“… Still, you are the best among the kids your age. They're all
stinky and too sensitive... The more I think about it, the more
there is no one like you.”
He was gibberish and gave compliments.
“But Sir Isidor, aren’t you really threatened? I'm not doing
this because I'm intimidated, but objectively, you have a much
better personality.”
“Not at all. The princess is too much for me.”
“Did Deborah teach you to say that? She's my little sister, but
she's very meticulous and scary. She's a saint, huh? Does it
make sense!?”
“The princess is sweeter, kinder, more lovable and cute than
Saint Naila.”
“ugh, am I drunk and keep listening to nonsense?”
Belek turned into a chicken and shuddered, eventually raising
his arms as if surrendering, and squealing back to his place.
'The man who only talked about poor nutrition is gone and the
two of us are finally alone.'
Rosad then took a short breath and looked at Isidore, sipping
alcohol.
“Sir Isidore, are you really good at drinking like this?”
“It’s not something I really enjoy.”
“Are you good at drinking like that? It’s nice to meet someone
who has the right amount of alcohol after a while.”
“I’m a little nervous. It’s nice to have a drink with Rosard
too.”
The two continued to give and take again, and as time went
on, the hazy energy in Isidore's eyes grew stronger.
Rosa de secretly dumped alcohol with a quick hand gesture,
so Isidore was drinking a lot one-sidedly.
'Let's see where we really do not come out. '
Rosard was constantly refilling empty glasses, and his eyes
gleamed like a viper.
***
the next morning.
Deborah flicked her tongue in surprise as she looked at
Rosard, who had been quenched by the hangover.
Isidor, who had been drinking all night, was sleeping in the
guest room without knowing the world, and the eldest son in
every corner of the house, who had a stubborn and impeccable
appearance, became such a beggar.
“Why did you suddenly catch Isidore and make a
masterpiece? After all, what was your plan?”
“Deborah.”
“What?”
“to Isidor, I hope you to do well”
Instead of answering, he made a wacky sound.
“… suddenly?”
“Anyway, good job. There is no one like Duke Visconti in the
country. you are very lucky, If you are a saint, Isidor is the
son of god.”
“What does that mean?”
“There is such a thing. For a moment, I thought you were a
waste, but you two look good together. It's a heavenly match.”
Rosad turned around after saying what he had to say, and
sticking out his tongue, remembering the drinking party with
Isidor last night.
He caught Isidore, who was completely drunk, and one of his
specialties was taking confessions.
“Isidor, honestly, isn’t today an uncomfortable place for you?
Father, me, and Belek aren't the kind of people you
comfortable with. With Deborah as well, it would have been
easier for the previous opponent to deal with... ”
“yes. It’s really not comfortable.”
“Now you’re getting a little more honest.”
“I really want to look good to Deborah's family. So every time
we meet, I get nervous, but today, I felt really good that you
called me brother-in-law.”
At Isidore's answer, which felt somewhat innocent, Rosard
felt an unusually sly smirk.
“Hmm! You can call me big brother.”
“It's good.… Oh, by the way, big brother.”
“Yes.”
“Who is your previous partner?”
“I asked yes only? You must have met someone before.”
“I have never dated anyone before.”
“Nobody?”
“Yes.”
Isidor nodded his head broadly.
“why?”
“It’s mysophobia. Except for Deborah, I can’t touch anyone.”
“Really? Is Deborah the first?”
“yes. The princess felt that I was a genius for the first time,
the humor was funny but cute, and …”
What is this child?
There is a saying that drunken seriousness.
He was very good at obtaining a confession by torture, but
even if he looked closely, Isidore's tone, eyes, and gestures
did not seem to be lying.
Besides, I had to listen all night long to Isidor, who was
drunk, about how great my sister was.
'Well, like that... Are there any alcoholic beverages like
Palbulbul? '
I had unlocked the heart of the Duke of Visconti with alcohol,
but somehow it felt like I had opened something I couldn't
see.
He sighed, rubbing his swollen eyes.
'I'm testing someone as pure as the first snow. I feel sorry for
nothing.'
The conscience, which was nothing more than a vestigial
organ, suddenly stings.
Reflecting on the years of debauchery, Rosad decided to
sincerely bless his sister's marriage.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 5

Except for the first and second days of the new year, Isidor
went out with me throughout the holidays to explore the
capital.
As I followed the closely woven dating route like a military
operation map, I was able to clearly capture the sights of the
capital that I knew only with my head or had passed without
thinking.
‘What… It's a date, but it's so well organized that it's like a
package tour to the capital of Asteria.'
By the way, the guide is an acquaintance of the super-
luxurious eye-catching luxury package who is a whopping
Isidore.…
“Wow.”
Today's package is… No, it was the last day of the holidays,
and he and I were sitting in the wagon, watching the sheep
pasture quickly past the window.
“I didn’t know there was such a large and wonderful sheep
ranch in the capital.”
The sight of a shepherd dog running around and herding sheep
and a herd of white sheep climbing a snow-covered hill was
quite a sight to behold.
“Isidor, there’s a lamb over there.”
As I pressed my face to the spear, Isidor rolled his eyes and
pulled my arm lightly.
“Would you like to get off and take a closer look?”
“great.”
“And over there, there is a log cabin on the hillside, and the
view from there is even better.”
After he suddenly held me in his arms, he used his movement
magic and got close to the sheep ranch in an instant.
It was quite highland, so a cold wind blew in my ears, and this
Isidor's arm hugged me tighter.
“Is it cold?”
Even though his large body is blocking the headwind, warm
heat rises from his interlocked body.
“Your ears are already red.”
He pressed his lips against my ear several times.
“Why is Kyung-eun so hot?”
“I will tell you every day when I get married.”
“Oh really!”
I was grunting at the strange-sounding joke, but I witnessed
something and got out of his arms.
“Princess, where are you suddenly? Maybe I should catch
you, right?… ”
I ran to a small white object stuck between the fences in the
distance, and I sprained my foot in a beak of stone buried in
the snow.
“it's okay?”
Isidor's complexion, who followed in a hurry, turned pale.
When I stumbled, there is a calf near the corner. Because the
fence was scratched.
It was already stinging and tears were streaming down my
cheeks, but it became even more empty because it wasn't the
poor lamb that was stuck between the fences, it was a wad of
wool.
Ha, what is it that...
“… You hurt.”
Isidor's face, with his skirt lifted, hardened as white as
someone who had never seen him.
I didn't want to lose it, so I curled my lips and asked.
Originally, wounds like this healed quickly, but it was
impossible for me to heal so quickly in my current state.
“Did you have a problem with your divine powers? Why
didn't you tell me?”
Facing his eyes stained with worry, remorse and shock, I
spoke as if making an excuse.
“It’s not that there’s a problem with the power itself, and it
hasn’t been restored yet. There's no way I can't fly because
I've written so much, right? However, it is gradually
charging... .”
“Isn’t there a problem with your health by any chance? There
are aftereffects from magic or… .”
He shook his head and asked in a voice wet with anxiety.
I think I was even more shocked because I saw the saint in my
dream, Naila, who was probably addicted to Magi and died
after living a life of limited life.
“It’s not really like that. I just didn't say anything because I
was afraid of worrying about something like this.”
As if his body had relaxed, he sat down and let out a long
sigh.
“… I will be sick.”
Isidor, who had bent his knees and looked at the wound,
suddenly grabbed me and started running.
He arrived in a log house at the back of the ranch.
“Can I break into this house like this?”
“Because the ranch is my property.”
Talking casually like the K-drama tycoon III, he found a first-
aid kit in the drawer.
“ugh.”
I couldn't help but make a strange noise as he suddenly pulled
my leg straight up and placed it on my thigh.
“It’s a medicine made in the temple, so you’ll get well soon.”
He began to heal the wounds on his calves after he opened up
the stockings that came out.
“Wait a minute, gently apply it.”
“No. I'm mad.”
Although he spoke so bluntly, he moved the swab much more
carefully than before.
“… Are you mad at me for not saying anything? ”
“What would you have done if something unpleasant
happened while you were holding on to the problem by
yourself? And what's wrong with me worrying about you?
Weren't lovers sharing everything in the first place?”
He exhaled like a rapid-fire gun, and bit his lips to see if he
could not relieve the feeling of crying.
“sorry”
“You think I just want you to apologize?”
Isidor suddenly bit my ankle.
“okay. From now on, I'll tell you everything without hiding
anything! Oh, but why the hell are you there? nastily!”
He started licking the bones and I struggled to my feet.
“Obviously, I said earlier that I would show you after
marriage.”
“Even if we bite here, you can't stand it. If you want me to
bite your bones and ankles in the future, keep making
secrets.”
You are a dog!
But I was terrified that he was about to lick my entire foot
after that, and I swore over and over again that I would never
hide it again.
“drink.”
“Hey, I’m not even giving you a bottle or medicine.”
I was a little tired of his dog-like punishment, but I was
relieved by the warm cocoa he had brewed himself.
I used to be easy. Still, Isidor is easier than me, so that's fine.
“It’s so cool…”
“I know”
“The view here is absolutely stunning.”
“.....”
The view from this log house was one of the most beautiful
landscapes I've ever seen.
While sipping sweet cocoa with floating marshmallows,
marveling at the sky with flocks of clouds, he often frolicked
under the table with him.
“Isidor, is this our last holiday date?”
When I asked while looking at the sky that was gradually
turning blue due to the night spirit, Isidor coughed in vain.
“Night market is open nearby.”
“hu ha ha!”
“Why are you laughing all of a sudden? give a little notice,
my heart trembles.”
It stroked my chest and trembled.
“I really wanted to go on a date that is really thorough and
fruitful. It was so much fun throughout the holidays. I had no
idea there were so many great places in the capital.”
“I couldn’t even fill half of my list of things I wanted to do
with the princess. What.”
“I’m curious about that list.”
“If you want to see a princess while working overtime, an
average of 20 is added a day, but if you want to see the final
version, watch it.”
“I will be able to do everything in the future.”
“.....”
“If we get married, we will spend more time together.”
“… That’s right.”
With the corners of his eyes closed, he lightly touched my
lips, then brushed the tip of his sharp nose against my cheek
and smiled softly.
“Then, before it’s too late, shall we go to the night market?”
“I like that.”
***
“Come to think of it, today is not the first time we’ve been to
the night market together.”
“During the Spring Flower Festival, I couldn’t look around
properly.”
“but. The goal was to pretend to lose the jewel.”
At that time, I never dreamed that I would get married to the
master of Blanche.
Isidor had a similar thought, so he held my hand tighter in the
crowd. The hands, intertwined, were so hot that there was no
time to feel the cold.
The night market held at Jungmun in the Horun District was
crowded with people to welcome the New Year. We walked
around the less crowded side with our robes pressed down.
The darker it got, the brighter the lanterns hanging in the air
were, and the colorful street food smelled temptingly
delicious.
There were also people who were juggling or performing
exaggerated plays, but Isidor could not pass by the spectacle
and frowned.
“what the. to follow, do it right.”
I felt absurd because the actors were mimicking me in purple
wigs.
“now! Fragments of the saint who defeated the devil are only
40 coopers!”
“I also have a keychain for Saints!”
I even scratched my chin with a vague feeling as I watched
the scene where they even sold goods.
“Something is embarrassing. But who the hell lives like that?
Oh, you live a wonder.”
Isidore was all over the place, swept away all the
merchandise.
“Is this all?”
“Yes?”
“No more?”
“Yes! yes! be well I gave everything I had.”
Even checking to see if it's out of stock.
“I have money left over, so now I’m doing everything.”
“The thought of a man carrying your keychain makes me
suddenly angry.”
“....”
“I’m worried because my popularity has grown needlessly.”
'Is that what you're talking about?'
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 6

Instead of replying to Isidor's lament, I let out a brief

exclamation while looking around.
“Is that doll similar?”
I thought involuntarily when I saw a doll hung as a
commodity on the newsstand. The yellow fox doll with
narrow eyes is said to be very similar.
“Who are you looking at?”
“ Sir Isidor. You're just hooked like a fox.”
“I’ll bring that fox.”
To win the prize, you had to throw a ball to drop the target.
“Great!”
“Look he's the first one to drop the target there!”
When Isidore showed great control and hit all the targets, the
people around shouted in surprise. Of course, the shopkeeper's
face was wrinkled as if he had eaten feces.
“saw? The skill of the princess-sama’s fiancee.”
Isidor, who had been throwing a ball, asked proudly, holding
a pack of dolls.
“What. One more time. Because being good doesn't happen
second time.”
“Ha, sometimes I have to show a little bit of humanity.”
“Still, there is a beautiful fox.”
I said while holding the desired fox doll that I had been
coveting for some reason.
“I wanted this.”
He took a doll from the pack.
“It’s a white snake. It seems to have a cute taste.”
“It's kind of like the Seymour people.”
“Puha!”
“But, doesn’t it seem like your father has opened his heart to
me a lot?”
“...father?”
“We spent the New Year together and shared crepes, so now
we are father and family. Isn't it?”
Looking at Isidor, who was secretly good-natured, he stuck
out his tongue inwardly. Isidor is probably the only man in the
Empire who has the vessel to handle all the snake-like
humans.
Whatever the hell he did, it looks like Rosad has already been
roasted and boiled.
“Deborah.”
“yes?”
“Shall we go to the left alley or the right?”
“Let’s toss a coin. front right. The back is on the left.”
As we entered the night market, the road continued to fork
because of the shabby buildings that were erected randomly
without a plan.
“It’s on the right again.”
“It’s four times in a row. If it comes up heads often, you are
lucky, but I guess only good things will happen.”
“Isn't that a head-on coin?”
“Weren’t we cheating on each other now?”
He showed me a two-sided ordinary coin.
As I was walking while listening to Isidore nagging me to tell
me if my condition got worse, at some point an alley with a
peculiar atmosphere came into my sight.
It was relatively quiet compared to the entrance of the night
market, where the crowds were boiling, and foreign languages
were heard from the stalls lined with exotic goods.
“Isidor, if my eyes aren’t wrong, that’s not an animal skin, it
looks like a monster skin?”
“There are not many things that are not available inside the
Jungmun Night Market. Every night, a ferry carrying
contraband comes and goes to this nearby river. shall we go
out with movement magic?”
‘It looks a little risky, but I think it will be fun.'
As she hesitated about what to do, there was a commotion
from the opposite alley.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“If you're curious, let's go together. Don't leave me like before
and go first.”
After tightening our big hands and intertwined clasps, I
walked in the direction of the crowd, and I had no choice but
to frown at the sight in front of me.
“Ah!”
“Dirty and smelly Gypsies!”
“go away! Because of you, I can't do business because you're
unlucky.”
The men were throwing stones at the shabby-looking old man
who looked like a gypsy, and the people around him just kept
shouting without thinking of stopping him.
In the alley behind the old man, the people that had been
spread out to sell handicrafts were sitting together, trembling
with fear at the rogues' behavior.
“There are many other stalls, but the gypsies seem particularly
weak, so they are arguing.”
“Stop it.”
When Isidore, who had a large physique, came forward, most
of them flinched and retreated, but the one who looked like a
captain did not hesitate and widened his eyes.
“Stand away. Gypsies are filthy things that wander around and
carry curses here and there.”
“I’ll go home too.”
With his mouth closed, Isidore picked up the stone that had
fallen on the ground and threw it.
“Ouch!”
The stone that Isidor threw hit the captain's hand with the
stick.
“Now, who will rain?”
“… hey!”
He asked kindly, picking up the club that the captain had
dropped, and smashing it like wooden chopsticks.
The men were terrified by the absurd boasting of his strength
and even ruined their tails.
“Are you okay?”
Isidor, who turned his gaze to the old man, suddenly narrowed
his brow with a mysterious face.
'Why all of a sudden?'
I felt the shiver of seeing Isidor's reaction.
“Old man.”
It's because he suddenly changes his complexion and takes his
gaze seriously with the old man.
“.....”
“Wait, can you spare some time?”
‘This old man… Do you think he's right?'
… A very brave gypsy fortune teller.
In the past, Isidor had heard from an informant about a certain
fortune teller.
He's good at guessing, but he doesn't even open a fortune
teller if he has any intention of making money, and even if he
hears rumors and tries to find it, he wanders here and there, so
it's harder to meet him than to pick a star in the sky.
_“This master is the best, especially in the fields of
compatibility, love luck, and marriage luck. Marquis of
Jaeger, who gave birth to a little boy a while ago, got a good
day from this fortune teller. He has succeeded... !”_
“.....”
And Sophia said that on the day this fortune-teller gave her
that fortune, she went to a party and met her marriage
partner… ”
Isidor, who was struggling with making colored diamonds at
the time, was immediately annoyed by the ineffective
information.
_“I can’t hear you anymore. Do I look free enough right now
to go out to see affectionate luck?”_
_“master! Still, if you find out the location of this fortune
teller, wouldn't it be possible to sell the information to a noble
or a wealthy merchant at a high price?”_
_“Do you know that I'm pay you a high salary just to make a
ton of money? Gather some more alchemy materials related to
solid color transformations while you're on the hunt for the
romantic gypsy.”_
_“Sir, I’m sorry.”_
He was like that at the time.
I was never childish.
Compatibility, love, marriage… .
How important is that.
Investigations brought by the informant at the time also
included a description of the fortune-teller's outward
appearance. He is a grandfather in his 70 years old, his eft and
right eye colors are subtly different, and the fourth finger is
exceptionally long.
Just when their eyes met, the old man looked at me and
widened his eyes, allowing Idiots to immediately recall his
identity.
“Can you spare a moment?”
The old man, whose eyes were wide open at Isidore's
question, abruptly got up and bowed deeply as if bowing
down.
“Thank you, but it’s like this… .”
Deborah, who still had Confucian ideas, was awkward and
held back the old man.
“I recently drew a fortune telling that I was going to meet a
noble among nobles, and in an instant, a golden halo flashed
across the two of you.”
'Golden? It's really a magical experience.'
Isidor was once again convinced that the old man was the
fortune teller of the rumor.
“It is an honor to meet these precious people.”
“I know that the old man is a brave man.”
“ah… You know.”
“Actually, it's just a coincidence.”
Isidor coughed once and then spoke.
“Hmm! I heard that you are particularly good at marriage and
compatibility.”
“Yes, yes. That one comes out the best.”
“and the money...”
“Oh, it’s fine. Just by seeing a nobleman wearing gold with
his own eyes.... young man has no free time anymore.”
The fortune teller took an old tarot from his collar and said.
The quality of the master was felt from the frayed end of the
card.
“Whenever you walk, the light of the Buddha will be with
you. What are you curious about?”
“The wedding date. I wonder when is the best time. and… .”
Isidor hesitated for a moment before continuing.
“The compatibility side, please.”
“Are you that brave?”
As Deborah whispered softly, Isidore nodded slightly, and
soon their serious eyes turned to the fortune teller's card.
***
“I’m not a big fan of divination or superstition, but it makes
me feel good when only good things are said.”
“I know, right.”
Tarot divination is half fun to watch, but it's better than
hearing something you don't like.
As for what the fortune teller authorized by Isidor said... .
_“The two of you are very compatible. If this lover card and
this sun card come together in the right direction, it means that
the body is especially compatible.”_
_“Poohoo!!”_
_“Cool!”_
_“They have good personalities and communicate well, so
even if there is a difference of opinion, it won’t turn into a big
feud.”_
_“Well, we never had a fight during our partnership.”_
“Also, if you two are together, wealth will follow you three or
four times. They get along well, and when they get married,
they live happily ever after.”
“When is a good day for a ceremony?”
“My fortune telling is that you can live well wherever you are
when you get married. It is better to get married when the
flowers are in full bloom. You have good luck with your
children, and you have it all...”
“but?”
“It is said that the woman's family is unusual. Her family is
not normal.”
At that moment, the chicken thighs came out.
“still… Fortunately, the man has a deep personality, so it’s
humid and good like a snake and this tunnel.”
There are tweezers-like corners, but they only say very nice
things, so I listen to them for nothing.
‘Well, it’s a simple fortune teller, so let’s not think too deeply
about it. '
It was satisfying just to finish the last date of the holiday with
the words of a famous fortune teller.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 7

'It was really fun.'

I frowned at the yellow fox on the desk, then began to open
the letters I had delayed replying to over the holidays.
Most of them were letters of invitation to social gatherings or
tea parties. Some came from the temple.
“Ugh.”
Looking at the seal and autograph, it was a letter from the
Pope. Instead, there was a message asking you to visit the
Heleia Dominion, where the temple is located.
“Ah, The temple has nothing to do with it, so where do i go?”
refuse!
Not only the Pope's letter, but also all other letters were
rejected. However, she could not write a reply of refusal to
this blue-glossy letter.
'I have a loyalty.'
While I was procrastinating for a day or so because I felt
burdened with socializing, I saw the letter from the 5th
Princess and suddenly thought that I could not put it off any
longer.
‘As long as I live as a vested-class family in Asteia, I have to
keep fighting and frying with the nobles. '
If I have to resume social gatherings, I'm most attracted to
starting over at a gathering hosted by the 5 Princesses.
I am a close friend who gave me full trust even before I
awakened my divine power, and my perfect side who came to
me even in battle, how can I refuse.
I picked up a quill and started writing a reply to the 5
princesses.
2. Deborah's Friends (?)
After the battle with the Great Demon, Princess Deborah
became the most popular figure in the Empire in name and
reality.
There were even aristocrats holding meetings on the subject
of princesses, and the enthusiasm for her hardly ever stopped.
“Is there any news about Princess Deborah recently? I've
heard of your betrothal to the Duke of Visconti, so let's move
on. ”
“Nothing.”
The news of Deborah and Isidor's engagement was noisy for
just one day.
To be honest, with eyes and ears, anyone would have
expected it. On the contrary, there were people who asked if
they had not yet been engaged.
It was still surprising and bewildering that Princess Deborah,
rather than the saint, was incarnation. I understand with my
head, but should I say that cognitive dissonance is coming.
“I want to see her.”
“I know, right. When I think of that time, my heart still rises
even now. That godly and holy power that drove away evil
demons...The word divinity is not worth it at all.”
“I saved my life thanks to her while fighting a monster. She is
the life saver.”
“She has done such a heroic deed, she should be admired by
everyone in the social world...”
But instead of enjoying explosive popularity, Princess
Deborah chose to stop socializing and live quietly at home.
“I think the high-pressure and arrogant attitude of the princess
was also an act to deceive the evil warlocks!”
“After all, Saint-sama first.”
While praising her modesty, everyone was in a state of
disappointment, but news came that the princess, who had
been ignorant, had accepted the invitation to a social gathering
for the first time. It was a tea party held by the 5 princesses.
“After all, the closest to Princess Deborah was Princess 5.”
“I wondered why the two of them are close, but birds of the
same feather gather together, and it seems that outstanding
people instinctively recognize each other.”
The 5 Princesses, who helped get rid of demons with powerful
fire magic, also enjoyed great popularity in the Empire.
The reason that the honor of the imperial family, which was
tarnished by the 4th Empress, did not roll down to the bottom
of the basement was because the Crown Prince and 5th
Princess risked their lives to participate in the battle to
establish the face of the imperial family.
“What other great people would you like to invite to this tea
party, Princess 5?”
“Aren’t you going to be given the honor of attending that tea
party?”
“This is the gathering you most want to be invited to in the
new year.”
***
“Where is the best place for a tea party? I want to show the
princess the glass cabinet where my magic tools collection is
displayed.”
“Princess, it’s a shame, but how about some ordinary place
other than the exhibition hall?”
“Hmm. There are only ordinary waiting rooms, so I can’t
decide right away.”
Meanwhile, the 5th Princess was very excited that Princess
Deborah was coming to the imperial palace. Although she had
visited Seymour herself before, it was the first time that a
princess had come to visit my palace.
She was so excited that she was preparing to welcome guests
with the imperial court maids a week before the tea party.
“… what clothes do you wear? Studded with purple amethyst,
how about this outfit? It's an expression of my affection for
the princess.”
'Affection? You must have misunderstood friendship?'
“Does it suit you?”
“The princess really goes well with whatever clothes she
wears.”
Every time the 5 princesses, who were tall and had a cool and
cool appearance, changed their clothes, the maids trembled,
saying they were cool.
“Princess, what kind of tea should I prepare?”
“Prepare the tea leaves I brought from the Principality of Miro
last month. Desserts to go with it.”
She even robbed the precious tea leaves so that the emperor
made a safe and managed it separately. She even called the
chiefs of the imperial family and ordered her to make a seven-
story cake.
On the other hand, the news that the 5th Princess is preparing
a tea party with all her heart and soul has been like a
rainstorm for the young girls of the capital's social circles.
Most of the high-ranking nobles and imperial officials were
very busy with the aftermath of the Great Demon case, and
the social circles led by the high-ranking nobles were also in
stagnation.
By the way, what a tea party of saint and 5 princess!
Who will be invited to the tea party attended by the most
popular people in the empire!?
5 The young girls who were close with the princess were
inflated with anticipation.
'I can brag in front of others for the rest of my life! '
'The best network and opportunity to grow stronger!'
However, no matter how long they waited, the letter did not
come to them.
***
“Vivien, the tea party you are preparing these days. Haven't
you decided who to invite yet? It wasn’t on purpose.”
Upon hearing about my sister's grand tea party, the Crown
Prince asked as if passing by, and the 5 Princesses smirked.
“I was just trying to get to know each other. When the hell did
the rumors come out?”
All, alone?
The prince's pupils trembled without mercy.
“Hey there, brother. I don't want to pretend to be Isidor. He
said he was my best friend before he was my political
backer.”
“I should have a cup of tea, so why are you going so far? Do
you think I should run with my gloves on and have a political
battle with the Duke of Visconti?”
“Come on, wait. The fact that they tormented me for three
days and three nights asking for a major overhaul of the
biased empire's marriage law... I do not remember?”
The Crown Prince looked at my younger sister with his eyes
like a bomb that was about to explode. anxious not knowing.
“Hmm! I'll take care of that as it is, and the princess... got
engaged.”
“Um? I thought you wouldn't admit it.”
The prince thought it was a little surprising. It's because my
younger brother always saw the end when he got stuck on
something.
“Even though I have no back, I know how to keep the line in
front of me.”
5 The princess replied calmly.
If it wasn't for Isidor, Princess Deborah's betrothed partner, it
would have been difficult to accept. She's called Deborah
because she's the most ecstatic person she's ever met.
He is a man who is willing to wear pink for his partner, so he
gives up with a big heart.
'Actually, there was no room to intervene.'
Feeling bitter, the princess spoke softly.
“… Still, Princess Deborah's best friend is me.”
After the unfortunate incident of summoning demons. She
was recognized by the aristocratic society thanks to the
princess resuming her social life at a party I was holding. The
two of us are best friends.
“By the way, who else does the princess have any friends
other than you? Ugh!”
The princess suddenly closed her mouth, and the Crown
Prince was unable to speak.
“She doesn't have any close friends other than me! That's
right! How good is the princess's personality... Hmm? · It's
cool. ”
“okay… ?”
My brother seemed to be very suspicious, so the 5th princess,
who had an oval, impulsively raised a quill to write an
invitation.
‘But, who else have you been friends with other than me? '
She squeezed her memory tight.
“kyaaa!! ”
“Uh, what’s going on? ”
“My sister Michelle said she received an invitation from the
5th Princess.”
That night, Michelle's shouts of joy echoed through the night
in the writer's residence after Granbert Hu.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 8

'Hmm. By the way, Michelle Granbert is more than a

princess's friend... .'
I feel like an ardent believer.
During the battle with the Warlock, I lent her a joint doll to
serve as a bait, so I thought she was pretty close to the
princess, but Michelle's condition was a little different from
being a friend.
“Wow, Princess. Doesn't my face look weird now? I’m so
nervous.”
Michelle asked me about her condition with a pale face. Her
clenched fists were trembling with tension from before.
“Originally, you’re on the white side, so you don’t look much
different from usual. But, are you so nervous? ”
After all, Deborah is the saint who saved the empire.
The other day, there weren't many people who recognized her
true worth, and she was with the devil, but after the battle, it
was definitely felt that her followers increased.
“I really can't believe it. I didn't expect it, actually, I prayed,
but I wasn't very lucky, so I never dreamed that I would be
invited to this event. It is such an honor and thank you again,
Princess.”
Michel Granbert, who was invited to this tea party due to the
whim of the princess, had trouble sleeping from the day she
was invited.
Everyone was envious of themselves attending a tea party
with two celebrities from the Empire... . I never liked her
because she was a saint!
Michelle took great pride in not being late.
'The owner of Armand, whom I had only vaguely imagined,
was Princess Deborah! She even had a sublime side job of
being a saint.'
Tea time with the person whom I admired enough to prepare a
tribute to the doll to secretly present and even write an
analysis thesis!
“You are a very successful person. It was good to be alive.”
Michelle was thrilled.
“But I didn’t know that you would be in front of the imperial
family since dawn. Damn I came out early.”
“If you are late for even one second, it is a big deal. So, it is
more comfortable to wait in the morning.”
“Huh, yes, that aside, I’ve been concerned about it since a
while ago, but what did you have in your hand?”
“It's a script...”
“I don’t know why I need a script for the tea party, but I’m
skipping this one, so what did I write down?”
The 5 princesses showed curiosity as they looked at the paper
note that Michelle had been holding like a lifeline before.
“… Listen to what I have to say when we meet. this and that.”
“Can I see her?”
While Michelle was hesitating, the news came that the
princess had just arrived in front of the Imperial Palace.
“Princess, I suddenly feel dizzy with my tongue…”
Suddenly, Michelle staggered and touched her forehead.
“Wake. You've been waiting since dawn If you fall down like
this, you won't be able to see for even a second. ”
“I'll hold out.”
Michelle clenched her teeth and nodded her head resolutely.
Soon after, Princess Deborah appeared through the door, and
Michelle managed to suppress the scream.
“How have you been, Princess?”
Princess Deborah greeted her with her characteristic cold
expression. However, Princess 5 could now read the warmth
in her eyes.
“Thanks to you.”
The two made eye contact and shook hands lightly.
“Did the princess do well too?”
“Yeah, thanks to the princess, I’ve been able to rest and have
a good time.”
“But we decided to call each other names, Deborah.”
“It is, Vivienne.”
Seeing the two of them calling their names affectionately,
Michelle rolls her feet and wanted to strengthen her feet.
'I'm so envious of you, Princess. I want to ask you to call my
name so friendly! '
Although she was yelling out violently inside, Michelle, like a
high-ranking nobleman, was adept at hiding her emotions.
“My Michelle, it’s been a while.”
Deborah greeted her, hiding her inner awkwardness.
In front of the company who wrote an analysis thesis about
Armand and even promoted it as a five-star restaurant, I was a
bit pricked in conscience because I pretended to know nothing
about it and was hiding my identity.
In addition, to lure the 3rd Prince by boat, Michelle borrowed
what he had, but he dropped the doll in the water and was
unable to return it.
'I said in the first place that I don't have to give it back, but... .'
Since she's Princess Seymour, maybe she couldn't ask for the
money back.
Deborah glanced at her, and Michelle barely raised her voice,
her pupils trembling.
“Princess, it’s been a while.”
“Last time I suddenly asked you to borrow a doll for the boat,
thank you for willingly allowing me.”
'It's just an honor for the princess to remember and even use
my doll to do something big! Another honor! So there's no
need to thank you with such a gracious attitude... Sobbing.'
However, Michelle could not utter the sentences that quickly
passed through her head. It was because she was so crazy that
her eyes became white as she got entangled with the lines of
the script she had written in advance.
‘Just don’t prepare anything. '
“Michelle?”
The 5 princesses lightly called out to Michelle, who seemed to
have forgotten how to breathe.
'I guess I'm a little uncomfortable.'
Deborah opened her mouth with a humble face, thinking that
Michelle was having a hard time with her face just looking at
her face.
“Seymour will surely pay you back. It will not be easy to find
a work worth as much as a doll that you made, but I want to
reward it.”
'uh? Wait, I guess it's time to spit out those lines?'
Michelle, who suddenly remembered a line from the script,
managed to tear her lips apart.
“It’s a reward. Don't say that. I can feel the wall from the
princess.”
“At first, my face was a little cold… .”
“...perfect”
“.....”
“.....”
The 5 princesses, who had been silent for a while in the
difficult atmosphere, muttered painstakingly.
“Aha, perfection is a barrier.”
“… I'm just going home sorry!”
Michelle jumped up, dyeing her pale face like a ripe apple.
“hey!”
When she couldn't stand the shame and tried to run away, the
silent princess suddenly covered her mouth and shook her
shoulders.
Seeing her smile for the first time, Michelle relaxed her legs
and sat down.
“ where is the handkerchief?”
Michelle mumbled gibberish.
“Why, you said you were getting dizzy from excitement
earlier, but this time you look like you’re going to have a
nosebleed?”
“no. Princess Deborah smiled, so the juice was splashing all
the way here.”
“.....”
laughter means as fresh as fruit.
“You have to wipe… . ”
“… Would you like some tea?”
“Yes. sorry.”
“Until I’m sorry. It's just the head of the empire's best
puppeteer... Hmmm, the sense of humor is just amazing.
Every time you say something like a gem, it feels like you're
facing the wall of another world. Absolutely perfect. ”
It didn't seem like a compliment for some reason, but
Michelle was satisfied.
'I'm embarrassed, but it's okay because the princess smiled.'
Anyway, it was the script produced by this vain greed to spit
out the memorable lines of the person I admire, but it worked.
'I got on.'
While Michelle dies inside, Princess Deborah raises the
teacup with a smile on her face.
“The tea smells really good.”
“Yes, it is very good. ha… .”
“I brought the tea leaves my father loved, especially for you.
If there is a wall that has remained for each other, even tear it
down and sleep. Of course, it's not perfect. haha.”
“… I will never do that again... .”
“why? It’s fun.”
'They're both having a good time.'
The awkward spot was warmed up by Michelle's jokes, and
Deborah sipping tea while listening to their chatter among her
peers.
“Ah, princess. do you know that There is no purple amethyst
these days, so I can't sell it. ”
“Purple silk and yarn are also trendy. I tried to wear all the
dolls I own, but some were out of stock.”
“I am thinking of suggesting that sooner or later, the color of
the imperial emblem should be changed to purple instead of
blue sky.”
“What the hell… .”
Deborah was smirking inwardly, but, as always, her
expression didn't show it well. And it gave the impression of
being detached from popularity.
“cool.”
Michelle said first.
“Then, of course not. You are my girl.”
“......”
'They are really close friends.'
Deborah tried to ignore the twinkling gazes of the two of
them, while involuntarily fiddling with her sweaty ring
fingers. It was a habit that I suddenly developed as I recently
wore my engagement ring every day.
And their eyes naturally stayed in the ring.
“Hmm. I heard that she was engaged to Princess Deborah and
the Duke of Visconti. congratulations.”
“thanks.”
“I, that, by the way.”
Michelle shyly curled her lips and bit, then pulled it off.
“At the wedding, the… May I be your bridesmaid? huh, if
there are any seats left.”
In Asteia, on the day of the wedding, four or five friends of
the bride stood next to the bride holding flowers. It was one of
the traditions that stemmed from the custom of protecting the
bride from outsiders.
“I am unconditionally sitting next to the princess. Don't look
too far, Michelle.”
“Still, the left side is empty.”
Deborah felt a strange feeling as she looked at the two of them
fighting. She once said that she was the object of fear, and she
didn't even have a young girl who made proper eye contact
with herself... .
In addition to the two of them, Margaret and Arin came to me
saying they wanted to have another bridesmaid. I've been busy
with my life, but when I woke up, I was really surprised and
happy that there were so many people congratulating me on
my marriage.
The princess smiled softly as she slightly curved her sharp
eyebrows.
'Ugh.'
His eyes were dazzled for a moment, and Michelle looked
around his eyes... .
‘Isidor, you envious child. '
5 The princess seriously went to Isidor with the latest
offensive magic tool collection and almost had a political
battle.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 9

3. What happened in the temple instead (1)

“Huh? The Pope is coming directly to the capital?”
One day, as the cold gradually subsided and sleet wetted the
ground, I received unexpected news.
'Leading that old body?'
I have been consistent in refusing letters from the first temple
that I have been sent to.
The temple hasn't been helpful from one to ten in the past, and
it's likely to be the case in the future. In addition, my current
unstable divine power state also contributed to the rejection.
'If you whine to demonstrate your divine power, you get
annoyed. Let's not get involved.'
'If you whine to demonstrate your divine power, you get
annoyed. Let's not get involved.'
I thought that I would resign even if my pride was hurt
because I rejected every letter from the bishop to the Pope, but
I was wrong.
The Pope sent a letter stating that he would go directly to the
capital of Asteria, not to us, but to the imperial family.
[I'm sorry, I want to stop by the capital for a while to see the
appearance of the saint.]
By publicly revealing the reason for the visit.
Why do you want to meet me until you bend your pride?
I suddenly wondered why he came to the capital while letting
the whole world know about the unpleasant fact that he was
consistently rejected by me.
“Isidor, why is the Pope so unreasonable that he wants to meet
me?”
I went straight to Blanche and spoke with Isidore, who
narrowed his brow slightly.
“.....”
“The public opinion of the imperial nobles about the temple is
not good, so are you trying to make up for it using me?”
“… Of course, there must be such a motive, but my guess is
that it is due to a problem inside the temple.”
Isidor seemed to know something.
“Internal problems?”
“The high-ranking priests who were dispatched to each region
last month secretly returned to their former state instead. Not
only high-ranking priests, but also priests who practiced
fasting.”
“Did there be a big internal event? It’s like New Year’s
Mass.”
“Even if there is a big event, the priests who are fasting do not
move well. If you leave the training center, you have to start
fasting all over again.”
He tapped the desk and spoke slowly.
“Anyway, the temple’s dynamics were hurting, so I grabbed
one of the priests and tried to rob it, but it seems that there is a
problem with the relics stored in the temple.”
“If it’s a holy thing, when it comes to incense… .”
At those words, I unknowingly lowered my back.
“Yes, the white rosary that the cardinal brought at the time of
incense is a holy thing.”
“ah.”
I sighed briefly.
If the Pope is coming to me to inquire about the Holy Relics,
then he will come. I am probably the only one who knows the
true meaning and value of the white rosary, which is called
the holy relic.
First of all, in order to explain the relic, it is necessary to point
out the part where the imperial people are misunderstood.
The imperial people know that Naila cut her body into six
pieces and built a barrier, but it was exaggerated and inflated
in the future to emphasize the sacrifice of the saint, but it did
not actually happen.
‘ugh… No, even though the spirit of sacrifice was strong, it
wasn't that far... .'
But it wasn't just the story of the imperial saint that was not
heard at all. For the future of Naila and her close friends, she
raked the remaining divine power and created a barrier against
the devil.
'I didn't cut out the body into six pieces, but I divided the
divine power into six equal parts and put each bead on the
rosary... .'
The white rosary went into the hands of the temple that
usually handled Nilea's affairs, and the priests began to call it
a holy thing.
The relics were kept in the temple instead of usual, but were
only opened to the outside during a large-scale Mass
conducted by the Pope himself or the incense ceremony
commemorating the sacrifice of Saint Naila.
During the last incense, I was able to awaken a huge divine
power in a timely manner because the white rosary is so
special that it stimulates the memories of my previous life.
'Because the blood of Visconti, who was Naila's lover, seeped
into Lock.'
As I recalled the white rosary, the harsh desert wind and the
thick bloody smell of the man seemed to pierce my nostrils.
The sight of Isidor piercing through his rib cage also flickered
in his eyes at the same time.
As similar memories overlapped, cold sweat formed on her
palms.
I turned my head away from the irritation caused by the
trauma.
There was something wrong with the rosary, so the priests
gathered and guessed whether the Pope was trying to come
here.
'I'm not very fond of it, but I have to see the Pope. '
At that moment, Isidor clenched the back of my hand tightly
as if reading my mind, and her eyes shone resolutely.
“In the meantime, Princess-sama has done as much as she can.
Not once, but twice. Let the temple take care of your
troubles.”
“I tried to ignore it, but the pope is coming.”
“The Pope is also a human being, and if you rob it, anything
will come. It looks like the temple is going downhill, don't
you wonder how fast it rolls down if you push it from
behind?”
Isidor threatened the pope and said insignificantly that he
would further aggravate public opinion about the temple.
'Sometimes I don't know who the villain is.'
There were many people around me who were generous on
my side but extremely harsh on others, so I was reassured.
“You don’t have to work. And in my heart, I think it went
well.”
“Are you okay? What is it?”
“yes. The relic that the temple has. Originally it was mine.”
I tended to think of myself as separate from the me I was in
my previous life, but this time, let's just move on.
“Then you should get it back.”
Maybe it's an opportunity to recover the rosary that flowed
into the temple after Nila's death.
'If I'm lucky, I may find a clue that will give me back my
depleted Divine Power... .'
***
“Where does this old man come from?”
When my father saw the letter from the imperial family, he
immediately rebelled. In his letter it was written that the Pope
was staying in the imperial reception room and eagerly
awaiting the visit of the saint.
“Nevertheless, the Pope personally brought me from the
Dominion of Heleia to the capital, so I will also go to the
imperial family. Out of respect for the elderly.”
“Why do I respect him, an ignorant old man who can’t pay for
his night? If you refuse because you are too busy, you should
know it in moderation.”
“I have something to say.”
“What do you have to say with the old Pope? It’s like being a
saint in the temple and forcing you to make sacrifices, even if
I die, I can’t see it.”
“hmm ..… .”
It was the expected reaction, so I already prepared the answer.
“I’ve been trying not to tell you for fear of worry, but my
divine power is not coming back.”
This was true. Recovery is considerably slower as if there was
a leak.
“What?”
As if shocked by my words, my father's eyes twitched
slightly.
“Why haven’t you said such an important thing yet… ! Maybe
it's a health problem?”
“No. my body and mind are healthier than ever. Rest well, eat
well, worry-free, and always be with the people I love.”
“Hmm! then… If you rest well and eat well, your divine
power will come back.”
“If you have a problem with your body, you go to the doctor.
Likewise, there is a problem with the divine power, so
wouldn't it be quicker to ask the pope, who is an expert
there?”
“The temple folks are very unbelievable… .”
“If you're not sure, would you like Isidor to preempt the
Pope's weakness?”
“That's a good idea.”
Only then did my father relieve his hardened expression, and I
could barely make an appointment with the Pope.
***
“I see you, Lady. My name is Morris, servant of the Lord.
This year, I have been appointed bishop and have the honor of
serving Saint.”
A bald man came to Seymour Townhouse and introduced
himself. It was a high-ranking priest sent by the Pope to escort
me to the imperial family.
“I am the princess of Seymour.”
I glanced at him, subtly emphasizing that she was not of a
saint, but of the blood of filthy Seymour.
'You look young... Already a bishop.'
The gentle drooping corners of the eyes and the soft lips with
a smile create a gentle feeling. It seemed to be quite popular
with believers.
“I am infinitely happy to meet you.”
As Maurice drew his last name, my father, standing next to
him, opened his mouth coldly.
“To take care of my daughter is too much to say that I am
sorry. Keep this in mind and live with gratitude for the rest of
my life.”
“Yes, Duke Seymour. I will make it happen.”
Morris, who still had a smile on his face despite my father's
threat, led me to the carriage for the VIP.
“I will take you to the Pope.”
I stared at his light brown eyes for a moment, then got an
escort and got into the carriage, and after a while I met the
Pope.
“The great divinity that drove away darkness like the noonday
sun, I was very moved. It is an honor to meet you here, saint.”
The Pope, whom I met in the royal palace, had luscious white
hair, but I thought it would be perfect for missionary work
because his voice was resonant compared to his small stature.
“Nice to meet you, I'm Deborah Seymour.”
After the usual greetings and exchanges, I sat down with the
Pope.
As I sip my tea without saying a word, the Pope spoke first
with a somewhat bewildered expression on his face.
“Until now, the dwarf was inexperienced, so we did not
recognize the person impersonating the saint. She reacted late
even when the demon was summoned. I am well aware that
that broke the heart of Saint.”
I smiled softly.
“I have no reason to be offended by what I expected from the
temple.”
Contrary to his expression, the pope gave a slightly sarcasm
and bewildered expression, but quickly regained his
composure.
“As a servant of the Lord, I will take good care of you in the
future. The priests will spare no effort to preach to everyone
so that the saint's name can be praised for generations to
come.”
“I didn't expect that kind of answer. I didn't mean it that way.”
I quickly waved my hand.
“What I mean is, if you treat each other with a pure heart
without asking for anything, there is no reason for each other
to be heartbroken. Isn't it?”
The pope's lips twitched slightly at my words. It's difficult,
but I can read everything about forcing myself to smile.
'It was good to ask Isidore in advance as well.'
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 10

You have come to me to solve a problem with the holy thing,

and it would be difficult to ask if I only emphasized my pure
heart.
“I like the scent of tea because the Pope is so worried about
me that he even comes to the capital.”
I said with a face as docile as possible. To make it even more
gritty.
“Yeah… Hmmmm! But, Lady.”
“Yes, tell me.”
“I have news that the Apocalypse of Saints must be keenly
aware of.”
“News?”
Seeing that he says 'news' instead of 'request', he is a human
being with a corner like a squirrel.
“Saint Naila left a great relic to ward off the peculiar darkness
more than a thousand years ago, in the early days of the
founding of Asteria.”
“Of course I do. Because I am the incarnation of a saint. You
are talking about the rosary that the cardinal brought during
the incense ceremony, right?”
“Yes. By the way… Something is wrong with that holy
thing.”
The white rosary was the most prized in the temple, and was
only opened to the outside when the pope personally visited or
incense ceremonies. However, there was a problem with the
sacred objects in this situation where public sentiment towards
the temple was at a low level.
Sooner or later, instead, an annual event will be held in the
temple, and the Pope will be very upset because he cannot go
out with the holy relic in question.
But I pretended not to know anything, and spoke as the Pope
intended.
“Hey, there’s something wrong with my stuff. As the
incarnation of a saint, it is not a matter to be overlooked.”
I put down the teacup with a serious look on my face, and
stared at the Pope seriously.
“Let’s see the condition of things.”
“Yes! Yes! Saint.”
The pope responded quickly with a reddened face, and I
reached out as if to offer something.
“That, that… .”
“What?”
“The color of the rosary beads suddenly started to change
slightly, so to prevent discoloration, I put it in holy water with
strong deity. So… Excuse me, could you stop by the
Dominion of Heleia?”
***
The news of Princess Deborah's sudden departure to Heleia
caused a stir in the capital.
Of course, it is natural and common sense for a saint to visit
before, at the invitation of the Pope.
“There’s nothing strange about it… .”
When the saint saw all of Princess Deborah, it was somehow
awkward. Because it is a feeling that a fancy party venue is
much more suitable than the papal court.
It wasn't just that.
“In Seymour, they have assembled an elite team of formidable
men to escort Saint.”
“Of course, since it’s a saint, I can understand. The princess is
the only one, but Deborah must be strong in the first place,
why?”
“I have heard that the saint's divinity is merciless to evil
demons, but merciful to men. People are scarier than ghosts,
do you know? Whether a man with a bad heart will attack
Saint-sama. She should be prepared for that.”
“Even though… Isn’t the power capable of annihilating a
small country a bit too severe?”
“How much is it?”
“Once the Duke of Visconti and the Hundred Knights of
whom he is the vice-leader all applied as escorts … .”
“In addition?”
“Duke Seymour, the owner of the tower, the elders of the
tower, the battle unit of the tower led by Sir Rosa de, Sir
Belek with the magic tools for attack… There are others.”
“Hey, stop it. I know you well enough.”
***
In front of the ancient teleport that moved from the capital to
the former, the Pope and the priests, who met Princess
Deborah and the others, were puzzled for a moment.
The last priests were especially surprised.
‘Gee, is she really a saint?’
I saw it as a portrait, but the real thing of the saint was so
cold, I was surprised once and twice by the splendid lineup of
the escort.
“He is the fiance of the saint whom I had only heard of… This
is the Duke of Visconti.”
“Even the genius twins of the Seymour family… .”
“Isn’t that black-haired swordsman the rise of the sword?”
Famous celebrities that even the priests who live far from the
capital are familiar with will go out to escort the saint.
'Are you going to wage a war with the temple?'
The Pope tried to hide his embarrassment.
“So many people follow! You will be amazed by the
popularity of the saint. Of course, there are a lot of paladins
who will protect the saints in the temple.”
The pope slightly turned around saying that there were too
many escorts, but
“These people… I've reduced it to half and half. No more.”
The pope could not vomit any more because Princess Deborah
spoke gloomily in a friendly voice somewhere.
“Hmmmm. Shall we leave then?”
After some time, the ancient warp gate carrying the great man
came into operation, and Princess Deborah stepped in instead
for the first time in her life.
“This magnificent building is the Holy See in the center of the
Great Temple. Each piece seems to come to life.”
Thierry looked around the inside of the temple full of
magnificent paintings and sculptures with admiration over and
over again. After quitting daily gambling, his swordsmanship
skills had grown dramatically, and he was barely able to be
chosen as Princess Deborah's escort.
“Thieri, do you know that you don't came here for a tour?”
5 The princess bit her tongue when she saw Thierry's
frivolous behavior.
“It’s not wrong, but I want you to protect the body of the
Asteria nobles.”
"it's okay. The dignity and body of the Asteria nobles are
already being protected there.”
Thierry proudly pointed to Isidore walking in the lead.
Instead, all the priests and servants passing through the temple
glanced at him with a look of surprise. People who saw Isidor
for the first time usually doubted their eyes and would react
like that.
“Somehow, it seems to be getting better and better. The body
is taller.”
“I wonder if it’s the sign of Epsilon and the flower of the year
for nothing.”
“Whoa, even if Isidor looks a little less… ‌.”
“I’m sorry, but even assuming Isidor is a little less
handsome… In many ways, you can’t.”
“Even though it looks so light, I was in the middle of healing
the wounds of my broken heart, do I have to break even the
bones?”
“You’re hot all over again.”
“What?”
“… Do you feel sympathy with you? It's a shame.”
While Thierry and the princess were having a sweet
conversation, Isidor was paying close attention to the priests.
The holy relics were discolored, and the princess's divine
power was slow to recover. Not a good sign.
If the remnants of the Warlock Mage remain, there was also a
stronghold hiding here, pretending to be a priest like Miya
Binoshu.
'I have experienced enough of the lesson that it is dark under
the lamp...'
“Princess, the Pope isn’t guiding us to a place other than the
holy place, is it?”
At Isidor's whisper, Deborah shook her head slightly.
“That's not right.”
Upon arriving here, the memories of Naila, who grew up in
the temple in the past, came up again and again.
At the end of this labyrinthine corridor, there will be a
sanctuary, a spring of water containing divine powers.
“We are here.”
The Pope, who had been walking for a while, stopped in front
of a white marble arched door.
Beyond the door, in the center of the circular room, there was
a large sculpture in the shape of Nyla, and below it was a
small fountain.
“From here on, only a limited number of people can enter.”
At the Pope's words, Belek raised an eyebrow.
“What is the reason?”
“It is a place where holy water with high purity and divine
power springs out, so to prevent external contamination…
Lady!?”
That was then.
Suddenly, Princess Deborah passed the huge door and began
to make her way towards the center of the room where the
relic was located.
“Deborah!?”
***
'In addition… heart... ’
thump-thump
From the moment you discover the rosary contained in holy
water, your heart begins to beat wildly like when you were
incense burn.
My heart was beating so much that my eardrums hurt, and in
front of my eyes, countless afterimages of the past flickered
quickly. In the flood of memories, I suddenly felt a door.
How did that rosary elicit such a strong reaction?
‘At the time of incense, I awakened all my strength because of
that thing. '
My heart beats like crazy every time I come across that white
rosary, and I get caught up in a distant sensation, is it simply
because it stimulates memories of my past life?
‘Hey, why are you doing this? '
As if asking a question, I stared at the rosary contained in the
holy water.
‘And why did the color change like this?'
At that moment, a faint light began to emanate from the beads
of the rosary, which had been dyed with a dull gray color. As
if answering my question.
- *Deborah*
uh? I think you just called my name?
'A familiar voice... .'
As if possessed by a voice that seemed to contain sadness, I
reached out for it... .
“Ugh!”
The moment I grabbed the smooth marble, a strong light
flowed out of the six marbles and gradually began to draw a
certain shape.
'no way… Magic circle?'
“sh*t.”
Something feels weird, but it's already too late.
The space around me shook like a wave, and I muttered a
curse. The distortion of the space became more and more
severe, and before long the floor on which I was standing
swung like a swirling sea.
Standing precariously in the distorted space, I instinctively
looked back. To find the first man that comes to mind when I
sense any danger.
“Deborah!?”
The figure of Isidor calling to me, the dew flowed slowly like
a video.
Confused, he came down and quickly grabbed his floundering
arm, but soon the space began to distort relentlessly like oil on
water, and I was thrown into a strange place.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 11

Sh*t. Where else I am? Why did this happen again!

I certainly didn't say it out loud, but my thoughts echoed
through the space.
-Is it the unconscious world?
As if I did an echo setting, my thoughts echo in the air again.
- Rosary, weren't you on my side? That's a lot of power from
my long past life!
While feeling absurd, Lock Visconti came into my sight, and I
shut my mouth and held my breath. To see it in a dream and
to feel it vividly like a 4D screen is a different feeling.
… He looks just like the real Isidor. Although his personality
over there seems a little more sassy.
It also felt like a preview of Isidor's 30s.
-Isn't this the level where you have to pay a fee?
I followed him as he strode down the hallway, as if possessed.
Standing still, Lock Visconti, clutching the doorknob, closed
his eyes, took a long deep breath, and slowly opened the door.
He clenched his teeth until his chin bulged out. He seemed to
be holding back his tears.
In the room, there was Naila, who was running out of time.
On the day of the decisive battle when the red moon rose, the
great demon came down to the ground with his corps, and
many people were killed and injured.
Amidst the abyss, Nyla managed to defeat the demon, but it
was not a real victory. I used my body full of strong divine
power as a vessel to absorb and neutralize the power of the
devil.
And as a result of the aftermath, Nyla lived a limited life. She
said that the magic that had entered her body began to
contaminate her organs as well.
“Come.”
Naila smiles at the man with a pale face. I felt so desperate for
how to smile, so if I had tear glands now, I would have cried
unintentionally.
“It snowed today. It's cold, it's terribly cold.”
Locke Visconti said bluntly, wiping the snow from my
shoulder.
“Still, it was bleeding.”
He held the folded flower in open purple paper in his thin
hand.
as if to be strong.
“It’s your favorite lavender.”
“thank you.”
Her fingertips, which were stained black by the magic,
trembled finely.
“Don’t say that like a habit. Tell me what starts with 'sa'. It's
the best thing you've ever heard To be honest, I can't hear any
other words.”
“Hey.”
“Uh, there it is.”
“… I remember?”
“What.”
“The story of the next life.”
Nyla had a firm belief that there would be a next life. It was
also a premonition of a saint who was most closely connected
with God.
“Remember, you said you were going to be a bad girl next
time? good luck I will stick by your side and support you. It
would be nice if the flies didn’t get entangled.”
“… Hehe.”
“Even if you laugh like a fool, it's annoying because it's cute.”
“… I love you.”
“me too.”
Lock Visconti's voice settles low.
The two took a deep breath while holding each other's
presence.
how much time has passed
The man's breath was rough with sorrow, and thinned like a
soft hidden gift of a woman.
And by the end of it, she was so weak that he could no longer
feel her presence.
Then came the deep darkness. It was an abyss without a single
light.
Even though it was definitely the last in my memory, I was
silent for a while, engulfed in deep emotions.
That was then.
- Deborah... .
-Oh, that voice!
The wet voice that flowed from the rosary illuminates the
darkness and spreads like ripples. Thump thump, the
constriction of the blood vessels and the sensation of the
whole body trembling shook the detonator again.
-what is your identity? It doesn't seem like I'm going to teach
you anything.
An unidentified voice answered my words.
-I know you well, now you're Deborah, you were once Yoon
Do-hee, you used to be Na-ila.
- How the hell do you... ?
- Because I watched.
- Did you watch? Could it be your ancestor?
- anc, your ancestors... !? If I had to define it in human
language, I'm a 'body of thought'. Although it does not
actually exist, it can be said that it is a form created by the
gathering of aspirations.
He didn't like the title of ancestor god, so he hastily started
introducing himself.
-desire?
-Yes. You in the past... I put the divine power into a pure
white rosary with the desire to share the next life with the
person you love.
- I remember that.
-So did Locke Visconti. The white beads hanging from the
rosary were made by processing the fangs of the golden
dragon that Locke loved.
-Oh My God. It was really precious.
The bones of dragons, which existed only in ancient times, are
now very small.
-okay. A man I knew only hand carved the one and only
heirloom and presented it to you. With the desire to share the
future with you for a long time.
-Then, it means that you are a thought-form created by the
meeting of the two's aspirations... ?
-right. It was always nestled in that rosary.
-So your voice sounds familiar.
Although her voice was neutral, there was a similarity to
Naila's docile Han Woollim. So, as soon as the rosary was
called, I may have stretched out my hand without realizing it.
-Yes. I have a lot to show you.
Once again, the past is vividly unfolding before your eyes.
Against the backdrop of a blood-red full moon, an evil voice
resounded through the space, causing a terrifying chill.
- I'm up! House, damn you cheeky bastard, dare!Do you think
it will end like this? You won't die pretty! You will suffocate
as you struggle in the excruciating pain of rotting your organs!
In the abyss, under the bridle of torment, I will struggle
forever!
The voice of Lucifer, who has now disappeared.
The devil poured a curse with all his might on Naila, who
used her body as a vessel to absorb magic.
- Oh, you bad bastard... . Guess who's not the devil?
The thought body sympathized with my words. a ripple.
- Because of the curse of Lucifer, who is attached to you like a
demon, your soul falls into the abyss, out of the reach of the
god. After wandering in the deep darkness for a while, he
reincarnated in a different dimension, not where he was
originally arranged.
“.....”
- Under unhappy circumstances.
- That was Yoon Do-hee.
-yes… .
Thought-form's voice subsided melancholy.
-And the body of Deborah, where your soul was originally
supposed to go, will be occupied by an evil spirit.
- That demon, Deborah Seymour, who was doing all kinds of
evil before I possessed it, right... ?
-Yes. Being an evil spirit from under Lucifer, he was selfish,
violent, and was always vicious in seeing others do better than
me.
The thought body spoke in a cold tone.
- And I was attracted to Pilaf, a soul with a color similar to
mine.
- Where is the demon now?
-You, the original owner of the body, bounced back as you
came back.
-Is she still here?
-The memories of being human were shattered, so she must
have lost herself and returned to the form of resentment.
Perhaps, when her master, Lucifer, perished, they perished
together.
It was fortunate out of misfortune that the evil spirit was
thrown away and left behind fragments of memories.
Fortunately, it took less time to adjust to when I was
possessed.
- You have to be precise! You didn't possess the character in
the novel, but you returned to your place. to the place
originally assigned to you.
The thought-body made waves in succession.
- Now everything is back in place. The journey has never been
smooth, but... hell you did it.
The guy muttered.
-You don't know how much that damn evil spirit choked me
when she pretended to be the soul of Mirju's daughter.
In fact, at the time of possession, Deborah was just one step
away from the real family register.
-Oh, by the way, Mirju Seymour is the previous life of your
father, Georges A Seymour. Mirju was the invitation of the
Seymour family, and he was a great wizard who cared for you
like his daughter. He is famous for his filthy personality, so if
you had any welfare, you wanted to resemble that snake-like
human.
-ah. I remember that... .
-Hmm, anyway, it was the worst situation, you destroyed
Lucifer with divine magic. That's great.
It's strange to hear that someone has been watching me
struggle, even empathizing with me, and telling me that I'm
amazing. It wasn't a bad feeling. A little shy though.
- When your wish comes true, I wanted to meet you like this.
Because I was a thought-form created by your soul, I was able
to keep you up and running.
-Aha. So I pretended there was a problem. To call you back
instead of me.
I was worried that the color of the sacred object had changed,
but it turned out that this was a ruse devised by this guy.
- Hmmmm! I also mix with Lock's thoughts, so I'm not as
kind as you.
The guy said as if making excuses.
- Are you that kind? I liquidated my hogu life. I don't know
because I've been watching for a long time.
- That doesn't change the essence of your soul, but... Honestly,
it's been an hour.
The thought body seemed to be truly relieved. It's true that it's
hard to live in this tough world if you're just too kind.
-By the way, proverbs are great. Remember what Locke
Visconti said, Deborah?
“ha. You'll have to be reborn twice to become a bit more
toxic.”
To the question of the thought body, I answered yes, recalling
what he had said in the past.
-Thanks to that proverb, you did not disappear in the abyss,
but were reborn in the dimension that was nearby.
The guy added admiringly.
-I was half serious and half joking, I told you that you will
have to be reborn twice to become toxic. I really hoped that
you were reborn twice, and your soft personality became so
poisonous.
- Yoon Do-hee's life was so spicy that I couldn't help but get
excited.
Although Nyla had a harsh fate of being the savior of a
dystopian world where demons run rampant, she still had a
passionate love affair with the most handsome man in the
world.
On the other hand, Yoon Do-hee... .
- It seems that you only studied for your family, a part-time
job, an entrance exam, and a job hunting.
-By the way… Aren't you curious?
-What?
-Since Yoon Do-hee, who was born before you, left.
-!
I was startled. This is because, suddenly, the previous life that
the thought body was watching began to flow in a fast-
forward way before my eyes.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 12

Yoon Do-hee, who passed by quickly as a child, had a much

calmer and more mature face than I thought. She seemed to
have atrophied somewhere.
Because it's not easy to assert yourself among selfish families.
Even if the other person behaves unfairly, it is difficult to
resent or get angry, so I would rather yield and take a step
back… .
The video of Yoon Do-hee's biography, which was flowing at
thousands of times, was running towards the end that I knew.
I couldn't bear my anger and came out as if I was running
away from home, and I got into a car accident... .
- After that.
-!!
Again, my view flipped, and I was thrown into a place I was
terribly familiar with.
It was the living room of the house I lived in in a previous
life.
***
“You, in Dohee’s name, don’t she have any insurance?”
“I’m looking for it right now, so don’t look at me and stay
still. Dohee is a well-prepared girl, so she might have put
something in it.”
'Wow. Fuk, They are really consistent people.'
I feel absurd before my life, my family… No, I looked at
people like they are cattle.
I expected that they wouldn't sincerely commemorate my
death due to their personality, but I'm sure they're trying to
figure out how to get insurance money.
I can't come out without cursing.
Young-sook Jang, who looked like her mother, who was
searching through Do-hee Yoon's belongings, frowned. What
she carried was a thank-you letter and pamphlet from a
donation organization.
“Do-hee, why did he donate 100,000 won a month to this
fraudulent organization? You should have insurance or
something.”
I was so shocked that I almost grabbed the back of my neck.
Hey, isn't there a scam group out there? What a famous
children's foundation!
No matter how good I was, I would have donated every month
to an organization I had never heard of because of my lack of
money.
To be honest, it was a real scam that Ms. Jang Young-sook's
friends' insurance encouraged her to buy this. The payment
period is terribly long, and the conditions for compensation
are strict.
I wanted to refute it because it was unfair, but I did not want
to live as Yoon Do-hee again, so I quietly watched the
situation.
“Not long ago, didn’t you even buy bike insurance just
because you learned to ride a bike? By the way, how can you
leave out Dohee's insurance in the midst of all that stuff?”
That's it.
“Then you guys are here! Why is it that the human being who
has been arguing every day that the insurance fee is not worth
it has come and didn't take out insurance!?”
Their conversation quickly escalated into a fight, and the
younger brother in the room suddenly opened the door and
came out screaming.
“ah! Don't you know I have a few days left for the exam?
There is no soundproofing already, so it will be noisy.”
“Ah Dokyun. ...Mom quietly sorry, I'll do it.”
“Huh? Where do you come from, man, yelling? Man, give me
your report card.”
Man-guk Yoon seemed to have a hard time dealing with the
horned woman, Young-sook Jang, so she started catching the
youngest son like a mouse, and when he saw his report card,
she was furious.
“Did you even get this as a score!? Do you know how much
money you get out of your tuition a month?”
“Ah-oh! Our house is the only house that is so fussy with only
a million won tutoring fee!”
“Hey man! Your sister only listened to Lee Ingang, which
cost 30,000 won, and went on to a prestigious university.”
“Ah, why is Dohee sister appearing all of a sudden? That
older sister didn't look like her mom and her dad, so she had
good brain.”
“What? This bastard!”
“My mother certainly did. Dohee sister also looks good, and
she said she didn’t come out of your belly.”
At that moment, the first, Yoon Do-yeon, who was in the
room, jumped out with the sound of the door being opened.
“what? 1 million won for tutoring?! Let's listen, let's listen, it's
ridiculous and my nose is stuffed. Mom! I guess I only
invested half of Yoon Do-kyun’s.”
“Auntie, get a job. She can't even get married until she's that
age, and she plays and eats in the corner of her room.
Preparing for public announcement, honestly, isn't it?”
“hey! Do you want to go backwards? You bastard like a pig's
foot!”
“Yoon Do-yeon! Why throw that expensive thing!”
Watching the cockroaches fighting while throwing even a
catch, I was terrified inside.
'I fight to become a real powder.'
I thought that the makjang family was not called the soybean
flour family for nothing.
By the way, the situation didn't go to extremes like that
usually, but when I think about it, when those humans start
fighting, I was the one who stopped them in the middle.
I used to close my mouth when I ordered chicken or
jjajangmyeon after fighting hard.
'It's too late.'
But when there was no one to stop them, they fought and
fought until neighbors reported the noise to the police. It was
a mass of waste itself.
Shortly thereafter, they received a notice from the landlord
asking them to leave the house. Complaints came from all
directions, and it was a natural result, as there was a mess in
the corners of the room and even the veranda.
“What, it’s too narrow!”
And since the rent price has risen, they have had no choice but
to move to a smaller house.
“We don't have Do-hee Yoon, so I’m only now getting my
own proper room, but how can I live in a house like this from
now on? Aren't you all in my room this time?”
Looking around the two-room house, Yoon Do-yeon was very
annoyed.
“Do you know how hard it was to rent this house? Even the
pocket money you used to get every month is now bending
our backs! Do-hee added even a penny while working part-
time to a household that was still not there, but this guy didn't
even get a job and was just irritable!”
“Since when did my mother take care of Yoon Do-hee?
Suddenly you say every time, Do-hee! Do-hee! Honestly,
does mother have the right to say that? She didn't have
insurance, so things got really complicated!”
“What? Is it my fault?”
“Then who is to blame for all this?”
“Hey! You get out of my house!!”
“why me? If you give birth, take responsibility!”
They uttered abusive language to the point where the
onlookers got tired of it, and they always blamed each other.
It was Abigail.
'There is no other hell.'
The tension that even that Lucifer sticks out his tongue.
In the meantime, my father picked up some strange
information and came to hear it, and he pulled up a third
financial loan and invested it in the operating owner and threw
it all away.
“What? how much do you blow How could you be that old
and still immature? it's crazy?”
First Lady Jang Young-sook slapped Yoon Man-guk on the
back and made a fuss.
“Did I just say good sleep? Didn't this happen after trying to
make you and your children live in a big and comfortable
house without worrying about money?”
“No power? I'm foolishly deceived to throw money Don't
make excuses for us! You're a bum!”
“An excuse?! Had I been there, would I have entered such
risky stocks with a straw hat? If it were him, he would have
gone to a large company, but how reassured I must have been!
Why am I the only one working in this every corner? How
come there are only carnivores!”
“What!? Insects? Who eats the food provided by such
insectivores!?”
“What’s the point of savoring and eating a tasteless curry for a
week?”
“hey! Yoon Man-guk! Don't campaign with a monthly salary
that's the size of a rat's tail! All of my friends' husbands are
now responsible and moved. You're the only one who
babbles! know?!”
“This woman! sudden!”
“Hit it! hit it! And stamp it!”
Rather than getting a divorce, screaming, the situation is
getting worse and worse, but I got into this situation. No one
was trying to hang up. We just blame each other.
‘And how come you seem to be looking for me more than
before? '
Whenever they fight, I get goosebumps when I see Yoon Do-
hee's name being mentioned and criticizing and demeaning
each other. How long were you planning to eat your back?
'They are all people who don't want to see the real thing.'
nothing more to see No one was trying to bring the finale to
life. We just blame each other.
nothing more to see Just as the finale of the play was clear,
their future was also clearly visible.
Since Yoon Man-guk borrowed the money from the
debentures, the real hardship door has been opened. In the
future, there will be no reason to fight like that.
'To pay off debt.'
They will soon realize the fear of loan and welfare, and they
will blame each other for the rest of their lives, chasing only
money.
***
- It's self-sufficient.
Thought body looked at the family and evaluated them coldly,
and I let out a short sigh with a vague feeling.
- Deborah, you don't have to be complicated. You only reap
what you sow. Isn't it pleasant? Those people sacrificed you
and oppressed you to get my greed.
-… It's crazy to do it I should have realized sooner that those
humans were irresistible.
In the name of family, I of a previous life had endured them
too long.
Well, I have to regret it, but it's all in the past.
-!
That was then. The background changed again, and this time
the familiar college campus background unfolded.
In April, when spring came, the pink cherry blossoms were
fluttering like snow, and the students gathered together,
laughing and chatting happily.
There was no room in my heart, so at that time the scenery
passed by quickly.
For some reason, I thought it would be my last chance to
capture the scenery of my previous life so vividly, so I looked
around carefully.
As I glanced around the places where I once devoted my 20s
youth, but now there is not even a faint feeling left, I ran into
familiar faces. They were the same architecture, classmates
and juniors.
They were sitting around the lawn with the delivery food in
the middle, chatting.
"This was a lecture note that Dohee senior lent me, but I
couldn't repay it properly. "
Suddenly, the name of Yoon Do-hee came out of someone's
mouth and I swallowed my breath.
I didn't even go to the department MT well because I was
doing part-time work and homework at the same time. I
thought you didn't know my name well because it was so
cheesy.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 13

“Because of those bad rumors, when I went to the department

alone, the only senior who looked after me and took care of
me without prejudice was Dohee.”
“She was a real wingless angel. When I was thinking about
taking a leave of absence because of a big problem in my
family, even though Dohee was busy, took part in the work
and helped out until dawn, so I didn't drop out of school.”
“She was a senior with a really good personality, but she
looked so busy that she couldn’t even talk properly… .”
“Everyone liked Dohee, but I’m really, really sorry.”
“You know what? When the staff cleaning the hallway
collapsed, senior Dohee gave first aid and called an
ambulance, so I was able to receive treatment right before a
major problem occurred.”
“She was really kind, so there were a lot of good kids around
her. I couldn't even talk because Kim Han-jun sunbae kept her
from coming.”
“Ah, that dog is the real senior bastard.”
I'm so grateful that someone told me what I wanted to say.
“Ah, but Kim Han-jun, that crazy little dog is funny.”
“Why?”
“Suddenly, while drinking, he called out Dohee's name and he
was sobbing and vomiting, and he wasn't even angry. I was
filming a new monodrama by myself, but I saw something I
couldn't really see!”
“You can’t see that person’s face these days, so what is he
doing?”
“I don't know. He said that he was drinking alcohol every day,
and then Matteng went and couldn't doze off, and he just took
a leave of absence before the semester started. Rumor has it
that he is still drunk these days.”
It's not that Mattang didn't graduate because he went, but he
didn't have any skills at all.
The professor would never let him pass the thesis, and even if
he graduated, there was no answer, so he was on an indefinite
leave of absence to save his face. It's called an honorable
death.
“Oh, by the way, is there anyone in touch with Dohee’s senior
family members?”
“I keep getting letters to the department office to see if her
family has moved. It must have been written down as the
second address on the paper.”
“What letter?”
“It’s a letter from a facility kid that Dohee-senpai donated. So
it's kind of like calling not to send... ”
“Wow, only real waves and waves are coming out. ”
“That’s it.”
As I listened to them, I quickly walked towards the
department's office where the letter from the child was.
thought body spoke to me as I was moving silently.
- There are too many people who like you here without
knowing it.
-… I see. I didn't know.
I just scratched the tip of my nose. Although semi-transparent
state did not scratch properly .
- That's why, Lucifer's curse that covered your soul was
purged in an instant, and a strange thing happened when the
God sensed your lost soul.
- What kind of anomaly?
-You are not originally born in Korea, but you were born.
-right.
- Two completely unrelated dimensions intersect, and cracks
form at the intersection, allowing you to see the future of this
place, albeit for a moment. The future of Asteria without you.
-ah! That +19 novel.
-yes. It's like reading a prophecy.
- If possible, I'll show you to the end.
The thought-form caused a great ripple as if sympathizing
again.
-If the rift was bigger, we could have seen more of the future.
- The writer was not lazy. Anyway, I was lucky enough to
have averted a planned catastrophe thanks to reading the
novel.
I felt a strange feeling.
It's a phone call, and it seems that only bad luck comes in
succession in life.
Life in the previous life seemed like only misfortunes were
overlapped at first glance, but there were good relationships
within it, and thanks to not losing goodwill, I was able to
quickly escape the curse of the great devil.
'Also, the knowledge I gained here was very helpful.'
Thanks to different experiences and information about the
future, I was able to face the devil more easily.
-Maybe, there won't be a single moment of meaningless
time... .
Shoot-ah-
The moment I entered the department's office, a strong wind
blew in through the open window, and the white letter on the
desk fluttered like a butterfly. It was a reply from a child who
I used to sent monthly donations and letters.
They were scattered one by one by the wind, and I slowly
scanned the contents in the sunlight that shattered like jewels.
[thank you.]
I filled my eyes with the four letters engraved at the end of the
letter.
It was probably the only word I wanted to hear the most in my
previous life. And I felt that a true farewell to this world had
come.
- Thank you too.
I muttered a bit bitterly. Now it was time to go back to where
we were.
***
… I thought so.
-Hey, Mr. Thought?
It seems like it's time to go slowly, but at some point the guy
doesn't answer.
-Mr thought-nim?
So I politely called.
-Answer me. I want to go home! You brought me all the way
here, so I need you to take me home.
Where did he really go? Is it possible to become a ghost
wandering the campus like this?
- This kind of joke is no fun. If you don't show up in 3
seconds, I know how to grind it to a fine powder as soon as I
get out! Don't you think I can't break dragon bones? So, to be
honest, it's a waste, but you know I'm very rich, right?
I even threatened outright that I would change the body, but
the guy doesn't think about responding.
- Ha, what's really going on.
I scoured the campus for a while, trying to find the thought
body, and then I felt exhausted, so I sat in the back of the
faculty room where I was always sitting and fell on my desk.
- Where the hell did you go?
'I wonder what happened in the sanctuary that contained the
rosary?'
But if it were, the thought body would have sensed it first and
took action, but it was strange that it was so quiet.
-If you sleep like this, a miracle like that might happen the
next day when you wake up in bed.
Deborah Bing's early days of 'sleep', which she tried many
times while denying reality!
I didn't come to the place where I slept the best for nothing.
- through this time.
I lay on my stomach for a while and closed my eyes when
suddenly something tapped my shoulder.
… wh, who?
I raised my head in amazement, and then I looked at the
person in front of me and opened my eyes wide.
-Who the hell are you?
- By any chance, you don't know me?
A soft smile crossed the man's eyes.
I was lost for a moment, then I came to my senses and
coughed in vain.
-… Because he's the one I know.
The reason why I didn't recognize it for a moment was
because Isidor was wearing an unfamiliar outfit.
- Probably right?
He was wearing a slim fit shirt with a toned body, and even
had a watch on his wrist.
He grabs the desk and leans his head in front of me. He had a
tight vein on his forearm, with his shirt rolled up.
He smiled as if he was going to decorate the cover of a
foreign men's magazine, and he gently trimmed my messy
hair.
- Am I dreaming?
- Please. It's time to go home, Deborah Youngae.
-by the way… Sir Isidor, why are you dressed like that?
- These clothes. Don't like it?
-no way. Handsome. the best. Perfect. thank you!
Since it was a state of the soul, the truth began to come out
without any fuss.
-I tried to imitate the costume of the portrait that the princess
had kept in the past, and you really like this. But who is that
bastard? I thought it looked pretty good.
-uh?
- Princess, I saw the house of your previous life.
Aww! aww! Wait a minute.
Come to think of it, the clothes Isidor is wearing. It is similar
to the one worn by the GQ cover model I kept in the box in
my previous life.
That's... .
- Have you been watching Isidore? Since when!?
-Is it from the time the Princess followed Locke Visconti with
a very excited face?
- Me, when am I? And if you're by my side, give me a sign!
too bad!
-When the thought body pulled the princess's soul out of the
body, my soul came with it too, but even though I could hear
it and see it, my voice couldn't reach it.
- Why?
- The thought body didn't seem to want to be interrupted by
the conversation with the princess. Maybe now he's allowed
us to meet.
He looked around slowly with his characteristic quest planted
eyes.
- It's a strange dimension. The fact that he has no mana at all
and he has a high-level civilization. This stuff is also
interesting.
He looked at the magazine and said, waving his wrist watch
that he realized.
- You seem to have already adapted to this place.
Maybe Isidor is the real possessive body. Now, he was a
Harley Queen's male protagonist, who can be seen by anyone.
-If I could understand the language here, I would have known
better about Princess, but that's a pity.
Isidore didn't seem to understand the words of his family and
classmates due to the language barrier. But everything else
seemed to have been grasped through conversations between
me and the thought body.
- If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would have been
hard to believe.
He said in a voice full of determination.
- thanks.
- what?
- Not so long ago, Princess-sama thought our world was a
novel. But in order to be considerate of me, I tried to hide that
part and tell only the truth and the core as much as possible.
-.....
As always, he is very kind.
-you… Makes me feel like a really good, nice person. every
time.
- You're a good person, aren't you? So it must have been love
at first sight Twice.
It was a contradiction to fall in love at first sight, but it was
true only to the two of us.
He smiled as he loosened his tie.
-I want to explore this world more, but I don't think the time
will be long... .
- Do you know where the thought body is?
-yes. But before...
-yes?
- In the past, who was the man that the princess held until the
portrait?
Obviously, he is smiling brightly like a flower, but I can feel
the thorns inside.
Although there is a language barrier, there is no barrier to
painting, so Isidor was mistaken for the GQ magazine as a
portrait of a certain man.
I can't even tell a proper lie because I'm in a state of my soul
and I can't make up my face. It is impossible to overwrite that
magazine with Yoon Do-yeon, a blood relative of a previous
life!
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 14

Well, I just had it because it looked good. And he's a

celebrity, so I've never met him.
- Really?
-His portrait also roams the streets of Horun district! It's
similar to that.
-.....
-You are the most handsome! Seeing you, that guy is a
complete seafood man.
- … Yes?
-oh, of course!
- Better than Locke Visconti?
- That's your previous life! Even their faces and voices all
look the same, what do they compare?
-different! Here, the eyes and the shape of the lips are better
than him.
- I don't know... .
Isidor was about to sting again, so I quickly reached out with
his hair to comfort him.
-Ugh. You're like a big dog that doesn't listen.
- You've been stroking my hair while thinking like this.
Still, as if feeling better, he rests his head in my hands. It
seemed possible that the souls could come into contact with
each other, but it didn't feel like touching the hair, so it was a
little awkward.
- Go back and do it.
He seemed to wag his tail like a puppy.
-Your past life was like a ferocious cat. that's interesting.
-It was on the side of the dog, but I was not honest. I regretted
it until I died. I couldn't let go of my pride and spit out words
that didn't make sense to me. It was a past life filled with
regret and longing.
-.....
Now with the conversation it became clear.
As Isidor was dragged into this space, like me, he
remembered everything that happened in his previous life.
But just as I was Deborah Seymour and not Nailla, Isidor had
not changed otherwise.
-By the way, isn't it blasphemy to do this in a temple?
- Even though the princess is a saint, I can make a rule that
allows skinship at this time.
-I don't think I will come to the temple in the future, but why
do I have to fight with the Pope and do good things for
others... .
-Is that good?
-Look at what's in your favor!
The two of us had a refreshing conversation, holding hands
and crossing the campus where cherry blossoms fell like
snow.
-The romance of a campus couple is now being realized.
- campus?
- It has a similar meaning to the academy.
-Well. I should have been reborn twice... .
He was truly sorry.
-I just imagined, I think Sir might have lived well here as
well. He must have been a really popular senior.
- The princess had a good life too. I grew up beautifully
amongst a family that was quarrelsome and grumpy.
As if he had seen the soybean family in his previous life,
sadness and fondness rang out from the souls he touched. Full
understanding and sympathy were transferred intact.
-and… Thank you so much for persevering in the deep
darkness.
It also conveys the sad and painful feelings of watching my
soul wandering in the abyss for a long time due to the curse of
the devil.
'Is it on purpose? '
Perhaps the thought body wanted to call Isidore here rather
than me.
He told me it didn't matter if I was a demon or a demon
grandpa, but today I felt understood by him, down to the
depths of darkness at the bottom of my soul.
- Isidor, don't be too sad. Actually, I don't really remember
what it was like in the abyss, but I'm sure I was fine. I must
have been looking forward to seeing you again.
Even when the cold wave came, I knew that flowers would
bloom someday. Because he taught me.
- You have flirted with flowers in the past.
- Because you like flowers.
Isidor put the folded lavender in my hand.
-!
Eventually, the paper slowly turned into a circle of light and
began to spread, and after a while the world turned white as if
in heaven.
- Deborah... .
At that moment, the thoughtful body, who had been quiet the
whole time, called me in a very serious voice.
-oh?
- Always keep that in mind. That if there is light, there is
shadow.
-After all, it seems that something suspicious has flowed into
the temple.
To Isidor's conjecture, the thought body gave a rather abstract
answer instead of denying it.
-… Even if you light many candles with one candle, the light
of the first candle does not fade.
-.....
- Eternal light will be with you.
After the guy's meaningful remarks, the intense light that
surrounded him began to fade, and the presence of the thought
body was clearly blurred.
-do not be like this.
I caught him all in a hurry.
- Are you going to disappear like this? Isn't it?
-I am the wish you made. A long-awaited wish has come true,
and there is no reason to exist anymore.
Thought body's voice got smaller and smaller, and I screamed
louder and louder.
- Still, I don't want to say goodbye like this. Even you don't
even have a name yet!
- Build it later.
-...!
- Deborah, actually I wanted to eat a big marshmallow
someday. Hot chocolate too.
-.....
-And on a snowy day, I'll make a big snowman... So… .
Thought's voice became less and less audible, it was as if he
heard a soft whisper that for some reason we would meet
again soon.
And this is a later story, my second child with Isidor enjoyed
making a snowman in the winter and eating marshmallows
while sipping warm chocolate.
4. What happened in the temple instead (2)
“..Ugh!”
When the white light faded and I opened my eyes, as if
nothing had happened, I was standing in front of the sanctuary
inside the temple. Holding the white rosary, the gray energy
had disappeared.
… However, there were no more intense beatings and
reverberations of the soul that I felt whenever I saw an object.
The thought body is really trembling.
'really… Will I ever see that guy again?'
“Princess! What's going on!?”
“Lady?”
There was no time to be immersed in regret, and the
surroundings became noisy as if surprised by my sudden
action.
Judging by the other people standing over the gates of the
sanctuary and wandering around, it seems that the long time
spent with thought body was really fleeting here.
I glanced at Isidor, who was clutching my wrist to prevent my
soul from being sucked in.
As soon as he let go of his wrist, I quickly slipped the rosary
into my dress pocket, hid it, and coughed for nothing.
As he approached the pope with a very gloomy expression on
his face, he became serious at the same time.
“Why are you doing this, Lady?”
“I beg the Pope to ask for advice.”
***
After a while, I moved to the area where I had confessions
with the Pope.
It was just the two of us to talk.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
He was restless for fear that there might have been a problem
with the holy relics.
“Pope, the sacred energy of the Holy Spirit has become very
cloudy due to the cracks in the past. At this rate, even holy
water cannot prevent contamination and corrosion.”
“Oh, that can’t be!”
The pope's eyes widened in astonishment.
“But that doesn't mean there isn't a way at all. Today at
midnight, when the moon rises, I will have a ceremony to
purify the holy things.”
“Oh. If I do the purification ritual, do the holy things come
back?!”
“Yes. I don't know exactly how long it will take... .”
The pope seemed to believe my words like crazy.
'Maybe I, surprisingly, have a talent for being a pseudo-
teacher?'
“Is there anything else I can help you with? I will support you
with everything you need for the purification ceremony,
saint.”
“We need a place of divine energy. The previous sanctuary
seemed appropriate.”
I said, remembering the statue of the saint of Naila that stood
tall in the center of the sanctuary.
“Yes, use whatever you want.”
“and… Corrupted energy may come in during the purification
ceremony, so it is better to do the ceremony alone. So, please
don't let this spread out as much as possible.”
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 15
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 16

After that, the demon's resistance was quite intense, and there
was an incident where the entire outer wall was damaged
instead, but this side's power was so overwhelming that it was
quickly subdued.
The demon was pierced by the spear of Orix, my exclusive
escort knight, who had grown dramatically in the past, and
was annihilated.
But I didn't feel the cool feeling inside.
It was because of the words the devil left before he died.
“Even if I disappear, the darkness does not disappear. No
matter how many times you catch and kill black magicians,
revenge only breeds revenge.”
Priest Maurice, who surrendered himself to an intermediate
demon, turns out to be a priest who saved his life once thanks
to Miya Binoshu in the past.
Denying the fact that his best friend, Miya, was the vessel for
the Great Devil's Descent, he turned to black magic to prove
that she was right and misunderstood.
'It's the blood of a high priest, so maybe an intermediate
demon was summoned.'
Maybe it was because when Miya displayed the power of a
demon disguised as healing power, that power was transferred
to the priest.
‘The latter is more conjecture.'
“… The divine power returned before the thought body
disappeared, didn't it?”
He watched from the side as I poured out my divine power to
catch the thought-form that was about to disappear.
“yes.”
“What exactly was the cause of the divine power leak?”
“Rather than a leak, I think it’s more accurate to say that my
subconscious was reluctant to use divine power and interfered
with it.”
“.....”
“To be honest, I’m tired of being a saint.”
When the thought body was reminded of the existence of
darkness, he realized the need for divine power and was soon
able to use it.
However… It was not always easy to confront the evil and
vicious demons.
“Deborah.”
“yes.”
“In the past, Princess-sama has lit a lot of candles.”
“.....”
“So, you don't have to burn yourself to light the darkness.
Because there are so many people around Princess-sama like
that.”
oh I see.
After putting off all my busy schedules for me and looking
back at my people who followed me all the way to Hellia,
suddenly something hot hit my heart.
No one was forcing me to be a hero, but I was carrying the
burden on my own. That is why the divine power did not
return.
When I decided not to think of a blue elephant, something
similar to thinking about a blue elephant came up.
“I am stupid.”
“The real fool is over there.”
Isidor chuckled at Pope Rega and smiled like a party.
Isidor replaced all the healing stones I received from the Pope
with healing stones that were empty of divine power. It will
probably look like it's been used up for a purification ritual.
‘Advanced healing stone, eat well.'
A feeling of emptiness in the stomach, as if suddenly taking a
digestive aid.
When he was feeling the feeling of fullness given by unearned
income, his eyes met the Pope.
“Oh my gosh, saint!”
He approached me with a fuss, and the eyes of the priests and
people around me were focused.
“How did you find and destroy a special evil that even holy
water does not know to! My faith in St. Mary has grown
stronger and deeper!”
"....."
he said fervently.
“At the upcoming monthly event, everyone will be informed
about the saint’s activities, and the shrine will provide all
support to the saint in addition to the finest healing stones!”
I quickly waved my hand and said what he wanted.
“You don't need to be rush. Since the Pope has given me the
Healing Stone out of pure good will, I have only returned it
with good intentions.”
“...yes.”
The pope responded with a little patience in his anger.
Still, it was good to try. It would have been right for Susie
Goya to show her condolences in front of everyone who had
already been robbed, and who had given her saint a healing
stone.
“I am very grateful to the Pope.”
From expensive healing stones to relics made from dragon
bones. There was no donation angel.
“… Thank you too. It is natural for the temple to spare no
effort to support the saint. ”
“Really, I didn’t know you would support me so generously.”
I continued speaking with a smile as benevolent as possible.
“Thanks to the Pope personally visiting the capital and
sharing the news about the relics, we are able to recover them
before they are further damaged!”
“Huh?...”
At the word recall, he seemed to be at a loss for a moment,
and I pressed once more.
“The holy relics will be purified with all my might in the
future! Fortunately, the contamination didn't go away if I had
it, the incarnation of the saint was in trouble, so no more
worries!”
“It’s been a while since I’ve shown such a great divinity, until
I dealt with the remnants of the temple and purify the holy
things....”
“You are amazing! Saint!”
Isidor incited me by clearly listing my actions, and Oryx, the
simplest, responded to the instigation and clapped with a huge
hand.
clap clap!
In applause, I gazed intently at the priests next to the Pope.
“President Henri, High Priest Louis, and Priest Jacques. I will
remember your generous help even when I return to the
capital.”
The names of the high-ranking priests who participated in the
mid-level demon investigation were known in advance
through Isidor. There is no need to carry the entire temple and
pretend.
“Sister remembers my name… !”
“Huh, hey, it’s an honor!”
“I, we will never forget the visit of Saint ”
When I personally called out their name, even the high-
ranking priests of Hellia, who had been in a hurry, seemed to
be visibly happy and shaken.
So, with the applause pop, my itinerary in Hellia came to an
end.
***
“These white marbles were dragon fangs.”
I tinkered with the rosary and admired it.
The invincible material that can contain all kinds of power,
including divine power, mana, and magic, is the dragon's
bone.
'It even contained a strong thought-form.'
“Princess, where are you going to use that thing? Are you
going to keep it like that?”
“yes. I plan to keep it.”
In the past, Isidor was displeased with me, who loved the
rosary, even though it was an object he had carved himself.
'It's just that he treated himself as a black history in his
previous life.'
“You can sell it to other countries at a very, very high price. I
will process it properly so that no one notices that it is a holy
relic brought from the temple.”
He reached out a hand of seduction, but I shook my head.
“I think there are probably people I want to give it to.”
At my words, Isidor's expression became more serious.
“What… . Hmm! Who are they?”
“Our babies.”
“!”
His face turned bright red like a ripe apple in an instant.
“Wh, why?”
“I thought I was going too far ahead, but when the princess
said that, my heart raced… .”
Isidor murmured.
“How the hell have you gone so far? ? Did you make plans for
your retirement in advance like I did?”
“I even thought about how to donate gifts to my great-
grandchildren.”
“… I have gone very far.”
I overlooked the inheritance of wealth... . It is also unusual
because it is not the blood of a dragon.
He looked at the rosary in my hand with a slightly reminded
face, and after a while he spoke softly.
“… What we give to our children is unconditional approval.”
I swallowed my laughter as I listened to the shy voice and
looked up at the branches with green shoots. One warm spring
was coming.
5. May's Bride
“.....”
Early in the morning, Duke Seymour came out of the annex
and gazed into the garden full of red roses.
In May, the garden becomes brighter day by day. Every time
she went for a walk, the fresh scent of flowers filled her
nostrils, just like when she was there.
- Georgesah.
Duke Seymour looked at the dewy red roses and recalled the
vivid remnants of a dream last night.
Until now, even in my dreams, I didn't show you a single
piece of clothing... The wife in my dream last night was so
vivid. So much so that I can even feel the scent of lilac that
she always carries.
My wife was wearing a white dress, holding the bouquet I had
offered her in the past.
As far as the Duke can remember, he called his name in the
form of the most daunting moment.
With a soft smile on his lips, he gently wrapped his arms
around him. It was also lightly patted on the back of her hand.
As if encouraging them that you are doing well.
Even though it was a dream, it felt kind and warm.
‘Did I have such a dream because it was May?'
Because the wife was the bride of May.
In the Empire, the most weddings took place in May. Not only
because of the mild and warm weather, but also because there
is a legend that the goddess in charge of fertility and fertility
disappeared in winter and then resurrected in May.
'May is the most appropriate time for a wedding. '
Perhaps because of this tale, there was a superstition that a
bride getting married in May would be happy, and the Duke
also thought that May would be better if his daughter got
married.
'By the way, I'm afraid I'll graduate early.'
My studies must have been completed, and after the
preparations for the wedding that flowed like water, the
wedding to the Duke of Visconti was already approaching.
'I feel more peaceful than I thought.'
I thought it would be very sad.
Lately, there have been times when I feel like my daughter is
already married.
Hey, maybe it's because of Isidor, who comes to visit me like
a son-in-law.
Isidor often came to the townhouse to teach Enrique's
swordsmanship, even when Deborah wasn't there. He is a
genius who can handle magic and sword at the same time, and
in fact, Enrique did not have a good teacher.
“By the way, why is the youngest suddenly obsessed with
swordsmanship… ?”
I was a little puzzled, but due to moderate exercise, the child's
complexion was improving day by day, so I left it alone.
Inspection on Seymour.
In the past, I would have objected with a sense of rejection,
but now that I see that it is not so, I wonder if I am old.
'Did Deborah say she was flexible?'
Duke Seymour looked at Enrique and Isidor wielding wooden
swords in the backyard beyond the garden for a moment, then
returned to his office to return to work.
Anyway, it's still too early for the youngest to do what he
wants to do.
SIDE STORY CHAPTER 17

“I didn't expect you to get your diploma so soon.”

What a summer semester graduation!
The dean of the Academy's Faculty of Magic, my uncle, the
Marquis of Wert, puts down his teacup and grinned.
He seems cold and cynical at first glance, but seeing the same
face often, he knew he wasn't in a bad mood today.
“To be honest, the picture is strange for a single magician to
teach the saint who saved the empire. ”
“But it is true that graduating too early according to the school
rules… I thought the dean would be against it.”
“Do I not look so inflexible like your father?”
Addition adds more, but it doesn't look less.
I swallowed the hard words that came to my throat.
“Honestly, I didn't want to make an exception either, but I
can't help it. Because of you, my work is almost paralyzed.”
“.....”
“I’m going to see you, and even the graduates come to the
undergraduate building from time to time, and I feel like I’m
going to die.”
He shakes his head with a rather troubled face.
In fact, when the academy started, it was much more serious
than it is now. The formula lectures I was giving were like
taking a break.
“I respect you! Lady! Sign it!”
“Call my name just once!”
“Lady! Just say one word that you will pass your graduation
thesis!”
“I feel like I will be able to pass the matriculation exam after
receiving the saint from afar!”
There were people who didn't listen to lectures telling me to
listen, and treated me as a totem of ups and downs.
'Of course, even if you only open your eyes wildly, you close
your mouth right away.'
In the past, when I appeared, everyone was busy bowing their
heads and politely giving way... .
‘I don’t really want to go back to the days of a villainess, but
there were definitely things I was comfortable with.'
Still, it seems that some polarizing fans were in school, It
seems that he was finally able to escape from the space called
the school thanks to the trouble he made to the dean and
president of the Academy.
The long compulsory education period, 5 years of
undergraduate life, and hard work at the academy passed like
a lantern.
“… It’s too long.”
While relieving, Marquis Berthe suddenly murmured.
“What?”
“I thought you were good at teaching. If possible, I was
thinking of making a teaching assistant. Because that's the
fastest way to become a professor.”
'Hey, it's not too harsh, oh!'
With the creepy remark that he wanted to pamper me like a
grad student, he casually pushed the cake in front of me. with
a small box.
“This… .”
When I opened the box, it contained a rose-shaped brooch,
and his scar trembled for a moment.
“When I see you, I think of Marien. She was the junior she
wore. She was a good lecturer, so she was going to be a
teaching assistant, but I don't think my younger brother would
run away with her.”
“...?”
Surely, not a love triangle, but a favorite graduate student No.
1?
Having written several chijeong novels in my head, I erased
the questions that came to mind. Sometimes it's better to just
leave it unaware.
“Your mother was a beautiful bride to match May. Marriage,
congratulations.”
“Thank you, dean.”
“What dean when you get your diploma? Call me uncle.”
Uncle...
At the name that came out a little awkwardly, he smiled
softly, incomparably with the previous one.
“I’ll see you at the wedding, Deborah.”
***
Upon hearing the news of Isidor's marriage, the Marquis of
Jaba Slein hurried up to the capital with her family. It was to
help her nephew's wedding preparations.
In the Empire, instead of the bride bringing the dowry, the
groom prepared the wedding preparations, so Isidor would
have a lot to worry about.
“Originally, this kind of preparation has to be led by an adult
in the family… ”
In the mind of the Marquis, the childhood image of Isidore,
who was like an angel from the past, was etched in her mind.
Perhaps that's why his nephew, who had to carry out all the
preparations alone, felt pity for him.
But after a while, instead of sticking her tongue out in pity,
she sticks it out in exasperation.
To put it bluntly, perfectionism is a long one... … .'
He is a person with a reputation for being meticulous, but his
nephew is a bit more sophisticated.
'I don't think there's a way to skip something.'
Isidor, who visited the wedding venue in advance, not only
looked at the seating arrangement, but also the banquet room
curtain decorations, candle holders, wine glasses, carpets, and
even cutlery used by guests.
“This tableware is a trendy style?”
The vassal quickly responded to Isidor's point.
“Yes. There are a lot of nobles in the capital who prefer this
kind of tableware these days, so I prepared it.”
“But it’s a formal place, but you don’t feel too heavy. Also,
it’s not a flower pattern that suits the season, is it?”
“I will change it right now.”
The Marquis of Vaslein approached Isidor, watching closely
the number placed on the tablecloth.
“May I give you a heartfelt message to the Duke of Visconti?”
Isidor, who had even taken off his gloves and checked the
texture of the tablecloth, lifted his head at his aunt's call.
“Speak at ease, Auntie.”
“Yeah, don’t be shy. It would be a headache just to sort out
the guest list, but if you look at every little thing like this,
your nerves won't be left behind.”
“As soon as this place, which you rented for a dinner party,
became known, the empire was turned upside down. If it had
been this way, Seymour's first headmaster would have been
satisfied.”
“The little things make the best quality. Visconti’s invitation.”
“… The invitation left such a saying?”
“Yes, I remember.”
Seeing his nephew, who said he was only following the laws
of the Visconti, to stop nagging, the Duchess of Vaslain shook
her head as if she couldn't do it.
“You really remember everything.”
“aunt also has a good memory. I want you to forget about my
immature childhood... .”
She often glorified Isidore as a child. Little Isidor, with rosy
cheeks, dazzling blonde hair, and big eyes, was as real as her
face, like an angel who had just descended from the earth.
“Isidor, when have you been immature? You grew up too
early for needlessly because of your rude father.”
“I did the exact opposite because my father didn’t like it, but I
look like I’m mature.”
“… Well, on the other hand, he was a perfect guy to be a
teacher.”
I say it lightly now, but what the former Visconti owner,
Albert Visconti did, was beyond my imagination.
As the only son was a mess, the former family's affection for
the genius grandson grew and the conflict between the father
and son deepened.
'It was terrible... .'
As she recalled the past, her eyes fell deeply.
***
In the long past, the Visconti Castle was always noisy due to
the clamor of Bardo Visconti, the former headmaster. Even
the sound of the rough waves crashing into the Alea Strait
could not sweep away his shouts of force.
“There are drug dealers in the castle. Albert, are you crazy!?”
“Ah, father… !”
“Aren’t you ashamed to look at Isidor!? While you marred
Visconti's impeccable prestige and defiled the stature of a
noble bloodline, your son has awakened the talent of a magic
swordsman! whopping! At the age of eight when you hid in
an underground warehouse and stole alcohol!”
When Bardo Visconti provoked Isidor, Albert Visconti, who
was trembling, suddenly bubbled like a mad dog.
“father! Where the hell is my son?”
“What?”
“I know it all. Isidore is actually my younger brother, so I'm
wearing it like my own son, right?”
“this… this guy! What nonsense are you talking about now?”
“Also. If you are stabbed, you are revolting.”
Albert rubbed his eyes like a madman and teasing his tongue.
“Anyway, Olga, I’ll have to pull the girl’s hair out and let
Chidogon go. I'm playing with my sister-in-law, how dare I
take a sip of my behavior on the topic of an affair?! The
person who will receive the huge alimony is me!! dare! Dirty
bitch!”
Olga, a victim of an arranged marriage, was fed up with
Albert's Visconti's chaos and divorced after giving birth to
Isidor.
After the divorce, the news that she died of an illness had
been heard five years ago, and Bardo Visconti could not
overcome his anger and drew a decorative sword, seeing his
son tarnishing the honor of the deceased.
“After hanging out with the backstreets, every time I open my
mouth, the smell of stinking vibrates! I will rip off your
tongue today.”
“Hey, hey!”
Albert, who drank too much and couldn't even use his sword
properly, was frozen by the blood of his father, the sword
master.
“You poor bastard! The spirit is not as strong as that of a ten-
year-old Isidor. I don't know if you are really my son!”
Just as Bardo Visconti was fed up and was about to cut his
tongue with a knife, Agat broke in and stopped them.
After staying in the Bar Slaine estate, she stopped by the
Visconti Castle after a long time and had no choice but to
become a flagship at the sight unfolding before her eyes.
“Agat, go away!”
“father! Isidor is watching!”
Why is it that the father slaps his brother so loudly at the place
where the child sees it? Isn't it too harsh to show that young
child the cruel sight of his grandfather cutting off Jea's
tongue?
“Ugh! Huh”
“Albert, you just owe your sister a tongue.”
The sharp blade that had dug into his shabby lips slowly fell
away.
“ugh… uh... ”
Blood cascades from Albert Visconti's long slit lips and chin.
”.....“
“Isidor! Don't stand here and go to your room.“
“Agat, you are the older sister who only looks at that child too
young. My grandchildren don't even blink an eye at this. He's
a bold guy like a Visconti.”
Little Isidor, who was standing loudly beyond the chaotic
door, thought as he watched his father's tears, runny noses,
and blood.
it's dirty.
The thick bloody smell and the smell of man's dung pee
mixed together, and his nasal passages throbbed. It was tens
of times more disgusting than the smell from the barn.
“Ugh...”
When I met my father's hazy eyes, I suddenly felt an insect
crawling all over my body. Goosebumps rose from the
forearms and the nape of the neck.
No matter how many times I wiped and wiped, the unpleasant
sensation never went away. Bardo Visconti sighed briefly as
he watched Isidor wiping his hands all day with an
expressionless face.
“You are truly a Visconti even in this respect.”
Most of the Visconti's who ran away had a chronic
tuberculosis. So Bardo Visconti was rather happy to see the
child's fingertips that had been split and had blood on them.
A natural perfectionist temperament, the talent of a magic
swordsman, a superhuman memory, and even the habit of
raking gold by any means. Even if it was called the
reincarnation of the invitation, it was not strange.
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