“Our Crown Princess… You are very upset. I’m going to scold all of you for spreading such nonsense, so relax.”
“Oh nanny… … .”
Seria rubbed her head against the bosom of her nanny who hugged her tightly and pursed her lips.
“I am so upset… … I don’t want to go anywhere because I’m shy… … .”
“Ugh, where did such an idiot go to our crown princess… I’m sorry to even bring it up.”
Your own child who is always immature. lovely being. A noble and flawless princess, without a single speck of dust on her.
Seria’s nanny trembled as if she couldn’t tolerate the scandal surrounding her child who had grown so beautiful after feeding and caring for her as if it were her own life.
“Where the hell did you get such stupid hair… … .”
I wonder if smoke will rise from the chimney where bread is not being baked, but now I know that there is smoke rising even from an empty chimney.
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The scandal between Adelian and the angelic Princess Seria, who is said to be a worthless idiot and has no place to write.
If it was the level of the princess’s nanny, then her status would not be that of an ordinary aristocrat.
‘I’ll have to contact my parents and find out who’s behind the rumors.’
The one who spread such ugly rumors. Cut off your tongue and your fingers… … .
“Nanny. My juice.”
It was only for a while that I thought about the smell of blood. Seria, who was in full bloom like a water-drenched flower, called and told her to wait for a while. When she went out, Seria, who had been like a young angel, hardened coldly.
“I don’t know where the hell it got twisted from.”
Seria, who had provoked her own nanny to increase her hostility toward Adelian, leaned her chin on her lips and stuck out her lips.
“Apart from the fact that the monopoly did not come into my hands after all… … .”
Seria lowered her gaze, recalling the people who secretly contacted her.
“Princess, do you know that the herbs and food used in Prince Shahahahad’s palace have changed slightly these days? This information is a gift from the Holy Protestant Church for future allies.”
At those words, Seria snorted.
Those who worship a ‘living god’ in their language, not a god known on the continent.
In this continent where polytheism is recognized in the first place, it is obvious if it is a god who is not registered in the pantheon. Either an evil god or a special trait holder disguised as a god.
Both were suspicious, but their abilities had to be acknowledged.
That potential, secret, and information that dared to reach even Seria herself, the first princess of the empire, and no one else.
On the contrary, the fact that their information is difficult to dig right away proves that it is not a small group.
‘Yes, it’s a pseudo-religion. It’s not bad to use and discard for a while.’
If you’re really uneasy, all you have to do is exterminate them after you’ve misplaced real power.
“But the information is real.”
Actually, it was a matter of concentration and choice. Although Seria’s own information network was always checked for those entering Shahahahad’s palace.
‘There aren’t enough people to see, hear, and read that information properly.’
It is information that can be derived only if someone who knows all the types of herbs and reagents holds the flow tightly.
Only a few herbs were changed. The effect was also the same.
The effect of reducing pain in the body is the same, but when mixed with a few other things, things that increase muscle density or smooth the body’s mana.
Seria, who was usually ‘sealing’ her own traits, realized that Shahahahad was out of her hands only after hearing and combining the information.
“I didn’t even think about it.”
Seria’s ‘Seal’ is a special trait.
When he was already aware, the trait, which had been A-class since then, was able to forcibly seal the trait lower than himself.
The number of traits that can be sealed per person has increased from 1 at first to a total of 3 now with SS rank.
The number of people to be sealed was initially 3, but now it has increased to 10.
I thought the only way to solve this was to get very far away from Seria or to let her go.
‘How did you know and how did you solve it?’
These special traits usually come with restrictions. One of them is that, with the exception of Seria herself, once the seal has been sealed and broken, it cannot be re-opened.
So, the moment Seria found out that the sealed trait on Shahahahad’s body had been released through a path unknown to Seria, the option to seal it again was already blocked.
In addition, in the case of other people’s traits, it is also a limitation that you can only seal them once a year or by offering a lot of magic stones as a sacrifice.
‘You have to be careful.’
We had to figure out how and how to solve it, but we shouldn’t be in a hurry. As long as Shahahahad knows about the seal, the poison will be on the rise.
For now, Shahahahad will not know that he is the one who put the seal on him. So, it would be better to stay as it is for the time being, without needing to raise suspicions with pointless fuss.
How the hell do you know that It’s a secret that only you know in this world.
So, I still don’t know how he unlocked the seal, but since Shahahahad also has something called a head, he won’t arrogantly believe in his recovered trait and run wild.
Externally, none of the royal families with high succession rights of this generation have proper traits.
That’s why Seria, who is at least the eldest daughter and has a good reputation, was a strong candidate, and Shahahahad’s seal was released while he was somehow holding on to it.
‘It has to be resolved before the emperor finds out.’
Seria bit her lip.
Seria’s original traits are [Seal (SS)], [Pride (S)], and [Cruelty (A)].
If the emperor noticed this, he would be kicked out of the succession right away.
So, when you put a seal on yourself and hide them, you can’t believe that [Sincerity (B+)] and [Painting (B)] came out.
Swordsmanship or taijutsu, which is common even with very low traits. If it had a trait like this, it would have been raised… … .
So is there any stars? Destroy all the talents of the other competitors.
That is why he sealed the royal family by burning the magic crystals he had managed to collect for a long time and sometimes avoiding the eyes of the emperor.
If you put in a little more effort, your trait might be something else instead of sincerity or drawing.
Then I could have hit and climbed at once.
‘What was Shahahahad’s trait?’
But what if it turned out like this?
It couldn’t be resealed right away, and with the sealing trait, they built their forces within the extent of not offending the emperor, so there were no people doing insidious things in the capital right away.
‘So it’s nothing special.’
It would be neat to deal with it with the hands of an insane fanatic.
It wouldn’t hurt to trade Shahahahad’s head for what they want.
“Princess Princess, delicious juice has arrived. It’s a bit late because I picked the fruit and made it myself.”
“No, I like juice made by my nanny the best!”
When her thoughts were roughly organized, Seria smiled like an angel on a mural as she saw the nanny who came in.
The eyes of the nanny and Seria meet.
‘I have to kill Shahahahad.’
‘I can’t leave the idiot named Adelian alone.’
Even while looking at each other gently, the thoughts that passed by were not very different as they had been close together since childhood.
* * *
“Isn’t that enough of a problem with control?”
Dark eyes that glistened like snake scales were hideous. It was a smiley face, but it only smiled on its mouth. With those eyes deeply sunken, the executioner of the Evil Religion, the chaser, looked at the warlock.
“Cluck… How dare you look at me.”
The sound of cracked metal flowed from the lich’s body submerged in the mana spring.
The gloomy shimmering black mana was ferociously seething. Chaser smiled brightly as he captured it with snake-like eyes.
“In the past, he was mighty enough to float the dark sun in the sky, but now he is a low-level lich who can do nothing without a mana spring.”
At Chaser’s words, dark red eyes flared up like fire in the black magician’s eyes.
“You’re a goyan! How dare you!”
“I bet you forgot our deal.”
The thick black mana manifests itself as a substance, and it flies explosively as if grabbing the chaser before stopping.
‘I thought that the old man would be back in the capital.’
Ganax. The strongest being in existence. An old man who is said to be human, but stronger than a dragon, and perhaps even reached a demigod.
A person who is rumored to be able to fight alone even with all the soldiers in Tateria.
He is strong enough to say that the whole continent is not called Tateria simply because the goal he set for himself was to protect the imperial family.
The bony jaws moved and gnashed their teeth.
As the familiar gets farther away from the operator, the string that connects spirituality becomes thinner and breaks.
Thanks to the dark mana implanted in the soul, you can’t completely escape from subordination, but you can’t use it like another eye and exchange thoughts right away like when you’re nearby.
So, who would have known that things would go wrong this much thanks to the slow gathering of information that spread across the familiar like a stepping stone.
I thought that Familiar No. 8 would come back to the capital city where Familiar No. 8 flew after a rat named Kane.
‘All the things I’m preparing in a place where they’re not there are no setbacks.’
As the warlock sighed, the mana springs contaminated with dark mana bubbling.
“No one in the church raised objections to the alliance we formed anyway after accidentally finding out that our goals and yours were the same, and pushing them more aggressively.”
Chaser grinned while holding a snake-headed staff carved out of black crystal in place of the broken ebony staff.
“If this report goes up, I don’t know how it will come out of this church.”
“You’re arrogant, cluck. Yes, if it’s because I’m only wearing the body of a lower-level lich, then they’re saying they misunderstood me.”
A man who single-handedly protects not only the imperial family, but also the system itself.
However, judging from the faintly conveyed thoughts, his life was short-lived.
“Do you have anything left?”
“I know you’re not strong enough to be like this, but you’d better do it in moderation.”
The chaser, who had come out quite high-handed, tilted his head as if he felt a strange sense of the black magician’s words.
I know the ability of that chi. No matter how strong a black magician he was during his lifetime, he was a low-class lich whose ability was reduced to half, or even less, due to a major failure in the Lich’s magic.
‘But, is that knowledge and know-how in handling black mana real?’
Isn’t that why the Holy Protestantism actively supported him in the first place? Numerous mana stones and reagents. Monsters and demi-humans to use for biological experiments.
‘But isn’t the reason why it fell in the end because it was only struck by a blind knife by a young boy? At the time of the most important Lich Secret.’
Looking at the polluted mana spring, Chaser smiled round and round.
“great. I will add the next achievements and report it, so please make it happen.”
As the chaser hit the floor with the black crystal staff, as if shadow magic, one of the cheating magics, was activated, the chaser’s form melted like a shadow in the air and disappeared.
“It is said that the state is quite mature, but even such an immature rat scorns me… … . Kkeukkeuk.”
However, there were not many days left for the church to take a high profile.
If only the person who protects the imperial family dies, you can send a familiar to the maze-like waterway and use the monsters in the waterway to prepare a massive undead attack.
Or, if the church later fell flat, they might join forces to discover the passage of the waterway connected to the imperial family, which had only been rumored, and destroy the imperial family in Tateria.
“Isn’t it the law given by heaven that the strong have everything?”
Even the most intelligible creatures, even the mighty dragons, are held by the strongest ones, so how can only humans obsess over their status and lineage?
‘And he said he was a living god.’
If he somehow managed to take over Kane’s body, the fight to usurp the seat of the person he wanted, whom they called God, would be much easier.
The warlock bubbling the mana spring and laughing slowly.