137. Somire hopes.
A golden chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
Below, there is a long table with a long red tablecloth, and a sumptuous dinner is served.
At the head table was Crown Prince Rezef Fedelian. To the right is Crown Princess Somire.
The two said nothing and didn’t even lift their dishes. The atmosphere is cool.
Obviously, Duke Descartes was invited to the dinner. But the answer that came back was rejection.
Descartes’s authority is so high that even the imperial family cannot say anything.
“Somire, I don’t think Duke Descartes has any intention of coming. “Would you like to start eating now?”
Rezef, who was paying attention, asked. Somire bit her lower lip.
“Somire… ?”
Somire’s unconcealed anger was revealed and even spread to Rezef.
“… “I don’t have an appetite, so I’ll go in first.”
Drur. Somire got up from her seat and took her steps. Rezef could only stare at Somire’s back, unable to say anything.
“… ….”
Kwaak. Somire’s fist was clenched tightly.
‘Seeing as everything arrived safely, Karthus also failed.’
She even had a high-ranking puppeteer attached to her, but she didn’t know that there would be no harm. I thought she could handle at least one of her escorts.
‘Well, that’s enough. ‘I didn’t expect this.’
Nevertheless, the reason why I was extremely angry was because the plan came to nothing.
‘Damn France Descartes.’
It wasn’t a very grand plan, but I thought I could create enough opportunities to play alone. Who would have thought that a duke visiting the imperial palace would refuse a dinner table?
‘If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have been so hostile in the first place.’
Somire’s first strategy was to create an overtly hostile relationship.
Somire is a saint. France is a crazy b*tch in society. If we only created a confrontational structure with her, it would be a picture of her inducing self-destruction and naturally becoming her own victory.
But… ….
‘It doesn’t make sense.’
The current France, far from being a crazy b*tch in society, has become the most powerful person in the empire. Even if Jean Barenberg disappears, the White Ghost remains, so kidnapping is not easy.
“Tsk.”
Somire entered her bedroom with her most wrinkled face. A night when the moon rises. I miss home today.
“f*cking world… ….”
Migraine caused by stress. Somire closed her eyes tightly and massaged the back of her head.
‘I have to create an opportunity somehow.’
Easier said than done, but in reality it was a ridiculous plan. There is also the authority to outright reject the imperial family’s orders, since the person concerned knows Somire’s plan.
‘What should I do?’
It’s hard to expect anything from that old lady, a transcendent wizard. From the beginning, she only pretended to be cooperative and didn’t provide much help.
Somire sat at the table near the window and narrowed her eyebrows. It’s a habit she develops when she focuses too much.
She said, ‘I heard she also used dark magic in the Tides of Calamity.’
This wasn’t that surprising. Originally, France used black magic. This is a problem that can be solved by suppressing it with holy magic.
‘I just need to force myself to call France Descartes.’
Rezef Fedelian, the crown prince who was expected to be the most helpful, is an asshole himself. The plan was to put pressure on France Descartes by leveraging the power of the imperial family and using authority.
‘Rezef is such an asshole.’
If I had known this would happen, I would have chosen Karsus Persia. At least he wasn’t an idiot.
Afterwards, Somire sighed heavily out of frustration.
‘There are a lot of things to complain about.’
She heard that the magic tower was conducting some kind of magical experiment with condemned prisoners. This can be done by fabricating information and spreading the word that they are conducting inhumane experiments.
But the problem is taking care of it.
‘Even if Rezef, like an asshole, had worn it… !’
Somire almost hit the table at any moment. She held back by biting her molars as if they would break.
‘Also, control of Gene Barenberg failed.’
Jin Barenberg’s escape from the Empire’s clutches was close to high treason. But… ….
‘This too is a problem of taking care of it.’
Even if there is no Gene Barenberg, there are white ghosts. He led the Magic Tower and controlled the entire upper part of the empire. Even the Imperial Emperor’s official Fedelian Lion plaque.
This will be an issue for the emperor as well, but it will not have a direct impact. The current Descartes is an imperial society itself.
“Ha… ….”
No matter how much I think, there is no answer, so I sigh heavily. Even if you are the crown princess or a saint, it is difficult to deal with a person in power who controls the entire empire.
Somire massaged her eyebrows and pursed her lips. Then. Suddenly, the bedroom door opened.
“Somire. “Are you feeling very bad?”
The idiotic crown prince, Rezef, came in like a lost puppy and hugged Somire’s shoulders from behind. An idiot who gets angry just by looking at him.
I felt like my eyebrows were crumpled and torn, but I tried to smile and act like a faithful saint.
“No. “I’m worried because Duke Descartes dislikes me so much.”
Even the droopy, sullen smoke.
“What if the imperial family suffers a loss because I have a bad relationship with the duke?”
One year of living as Somire. Although it was a short time, it was enough time to imitate her saintliness.
“Ah- Somire… ….”
Rezef strokes Somire’s hair with a pitiful face, probably because the smoke worked.
‘Stupid guy.’
Not only is it stupid and stupid, but it has no depth in its thoughts, and its head is a flower garden all over. It is a flower in a greenhouse.
The future of the empire is bleak.
“You don’t have to worry too much, Somire. No matter what power comes, the imperial family’s position is strong. Trust me.”
That’s your delusion, you idiot. The words came out all the way down my throat…….
“Is that so? It’s really reliable. After all, there is only His Highness the Crown Prince.”
I had no choice but to play such a fragile girl.
“Yes, Somire. Believe me. “No matter what that vicious Duke Descartes does, I will be on your side.”
Somire’s eyebrows twitched. When are you going to stop saying those cheesy things? I want to jump out of my seat and kick myself in the shins right now.
“I am truly blessed to have someone like His Royal Highness as my husband.”
“No, Somire! “I am more blessed to have a bride like you!”
This trivial conversation will probably continue for a while.
‘It’s frustrating, really.’
I want to go home. I want to see my parents. Why do I have to come to this crappy world and live like this?
‘Someone would want a life like this.’
Not only is there a lot of attractive people of the opposite s*x, but they also woo him as if he will give them all, including his liver and gallbladder.
Having the title of saint, she has an unrivaled position in the empire.
Magic engineering exists and all the necessary facilities are available. The food is delicious and there are a lot of nice people.
But… ….
‘It’s inconvenient, it’s annoying, it’s not fun, it’s boring.’
What do you do when an attractive person of the opposite s*x woos you? They’re all just crazy people full of problems.
What would you do if you had the title of saint and had an unrivaled position in the empire? Excluding the 8 hours of sleep per day, all I do is treat patients, make pilgrimages, and pray.
What if magical engineering exists and the necessary facilities are available? There is no proper entertainment.
What do you do when food is delicious? There’s nothing irritating. What do you do when you have a lot of good people? I can’t really become friends with you.
They say humans are creatures of adaptation, but homesickness is inevitable.
‘I want to go back.’
The transcendent wizard said. They say that you can go back if you kill France Descartes by stabbing him in the heart with a dagger containing that magic.
Somire moves only for that purpose…….
‘There is no answer.’
Despair. Somire was so sullen that she sank down as if she had been eroded by the deep sea. Rezef watched her face closely and stroked her head.
“Somire, don’t be so depressed. “Once I take over the throne, everything will be resolved.”
Somire’s eyes brightened at the word imperial throne.
‘Yes, there is an emperor, right?’
At present, it is impossible to threaten Descartes. But when you become emperor or empress, you have choices.
It would be crazy for even the imperial family to be at odds with Descartes today, but they could shatter public sentiment by siding with other nobles and finding fault with this and that.
‘Let’s shake Descartes’ position with this.’
It’s a somewhat extreme method, but there’s nothing you can’t do to get back.
And this idiot Rezef will listen to what he says unconditionally.
‘I guess I should slowly come up with a plan.’
Somire, her face instantly brightening, grabbed Rezef’s shoulder.
“Thanks to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I gained strength. “There is really only His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.”
“Ah- Somire. “If I was of help to you, I would have done everything I could to help you.”
Something like an asshole.
“So, Somire…. Our Choya… ?”
Rezef asks while carefully looking at others. Her instant rejection came like a tsunami and Somire’s eyes frowned.
“Your Royal Highness, I am a priest who serves the Goddess and has the duties of her saint. “It is not yet time, so please wait.”
Rezef droops after being rejected again.
“I can’t help it because it’s your words. “I’ll wait, Somire.”
“Thank you for your understanding. “I only have His Highness the Crown Prince.”
Actually, it is none of my business to know whether she is a priest or a goddess. Just do it. But Somire didn’t want to spend her first night with this asshole.
What do you do if you have a handsome face? The favorability rating is falling through the negative mark.
Somire stood up from her seat.
“I have something urgent on my mind, so I will leave for a while.”
“What? Where are you going at this late hour? The imperial knight right away… “No, I’ll go with you.”
Why is this idiot always.
“I am not a child. “I’ll be back soon.”
Somire smiled and put on her outerwear.
“I’ll be back soon.”
“I’ll wait. Have a safe trip.”
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With that, she left the bedroom and went outside the imperial palace. Knights came forward to escort me from time to time, but I refused, saying I wanted to stay comfortably.
So we arrived at the tower outside the imperial palace. Somire came to meet the Transcendent Wizard.
‘Let’s ask for help one last time.’
Kkiik- I opened the door that seemed ready to break at any moment and entered.
“Grandma! I’m here!”
Inside her tower, only Somire’s voice rang out, but there was no answer.
“Grandma! I have something really important to talk about! “Help me one last time!”
Let’s say that and wait a moment, right! There was a snap of her fingers and she was immediately transported to the top floor.
“Grandma!”
“Why did you come here?”
“Please help me just one last time.”
The transcendent wizard tsk, clicked his tongue and shook his head.
“You even gave me a dagger and told me how to do it, right? “What more do we need here?”
Somire laughed bitterly.
She said, “She had a plan, but she needed her grandmother’s help. “Just do one thing.”
Although the Transcendent Wizard was displeased, she said, “Let’s come in.” She faced Somire.
“Emperor, I will kill the Empress and take over the throne. “Grandma’s magic is needed for the next operation.”
Somire is an authority on sacred magic. Even though her magic is focused on healing and defense, it doesn’t mean she can’t attack.
Since they are not even wary of Somire, secretly killing the Emperor and Empress is a piece of cake. Well, erasing traces of her magical power is not a task for Saint Somire.
“I will be the one to bring in France Descartes. For that time, please make a magic circle called ‘backside barrier’ so that we can be alone.”
The transcendent wizard’s eyebrows twitched. If France Descartes dies, his grand experiment will also fail…….
“Just wait and see.”
Sparkle! The transcendent magician’s eyes, shining with green brilliance, looked at Somire. Numerous timelines pass before her eyes. And she grinned.
“Okay, I’ll write a magic circle on the other side. All you have to do is activate your magic power.”
Everything is perfect. The Transcendent Wizard’s plan and Somire’s plan.
“Thank you, Grandma.”
On the top floor of the tower, there was only the sound of bitter laughter.
