“Wahahahahah!”
Balt burst out laughing.
“Are you saying you know that I am a sword master? Do you really think you can kill me?”
“...”
“Do you think a mere cat’s claws can reach me?”
Seliya looked at Balt, who was laughing at her with serene eyes.
“If you cause even a single wound on my body, then I will cooperate with you.”
The corners of Seliya's mouth rose at Balt's words.
“I will cooperate with you as long as you leave fingernail marks on my face. how is it?"
“Can you really keep that word?”
“I don’t make promises I can’t keep. I'm different from the damn Illeon bastard.”
“Then do you want to try it?”
"What?"
“Are you strong or am I strong?”
“Just give it a try. If you can.”
As soon as Balt finished speaking, the scent of hyacinths filled Seliya's whole body.
The fragrant scent of hyacinths enveloped Balt.
The scent of hyacinth that passed by the tip of his nose made Balt lose his senses.
Balt could not blink his eyes or speak.
His time has completely stopped.
Seliya looked at Balt, who was sitting motionless with all his senses paralyzed, with cold eyes.
Seliya stood up and walked over to Balt.
Hia tanned, sun-tanned skin was smooth and without a single scar.
Seliya grinned at Balt, who was overly confident in his own strength and had fallen into her own trap.
Seliya took her dagger from her bosom. The sword with unintelligible writing on its pure white scabbard was the sword that Dietrich had given her.
Seliya aimed the tip of her dagger briefly at Balt's thick neck, then she turned and lightly slashed his left cheek.
A straight line appears on his left cheek. There was blood.
Seliya took in the hyacinth scent.
His time, which had stopped, began to turn back.
Blink, blink.
Balt blinked his eyes several times as if to regain his lost focus, and felt something flowing down his cheek.
Balt put his hand to his cheek. His blood came out.
"...You."
In Seliya's hand was a dagger.
Balt's eyes widened when he saw this.
He said he had been talking to Seliya just now.
However, a wound that wasn't there before suddenly appeared.
"You...What on earth is it?”
A look of disbelief was evident on Balt's face as he spoke.
“What have you done to me?”
“If you’re curious.”
Seliya had no intention of letting Balt know that she had a special ability.
“First keep your promise to cooperate with me.”
***
'Now is the beginning.'
Dietrich, who was imprisoned, twisted his mouth with an innocent expression.
He had an expression that no one would believe was the man who had been deprived of the dukedom.
The area outside the iron window was filled with Illeon knights.
They even placed restraints on his wrists and ankles to ensure that Dietrich could never escape.
However, most of the imperial knights were under Dietrich's household.
A few hours later, a knight cleverly disguised as an Illeon knight entered the prison to distribute meals to Dietrich.
Inside the shredded bread, there was a note.
[Madam succeeded in capturing Balt]
***
A few days later.
Dietrich remained in prison. But the situation outside prison was different. Even while he was imprisoned, the deaths of the ministers continued to occur.
Those who had guessed that Dietrich had murdered the imperial palace ministers increasingly wondered if he had been framed.
Illeon's office.
His subordinate furrowed his eyebrows and said.
“There must be an accomplice.”
“Accomplice..?”
“Yes, how about calling a close associate and questioning him?”
Suha said, looking towards the closed door.
Illeon rubbed his chin.
“We haven’t even caught the culprit who burned down the main shrine yet. Can it be said that there is no progress in the investigation?”
“...What kind of person would burn down the Great Temple? Duke Calypso is in prison. This is clear blasphemy.”
Blasphemy.
Those who do not believe in God.
Illeon, who was thinking deeply, slowly opened his lips.
“...Balt.”
But, why does Balt attack him out of nowhere?
He knew that people didn't like him as Emperor, but he wasn't the kind of guy who would do something like this irresponsibly.
'Why now?'
There was one more person that came to Illeon’s mind.
“Shelly. Bring Lady Seliya to me immediately.”
***
Illeon called Seliya.
“Shelly."
“Yes, Your Majesty."
The face of Seliya, who was called in front of him, was calm.
He couldn't sense even the slightest tremor.
Seliya looked at Illeon with an expression that showed she knew nothing.
Those deer-like eyes that pretend to be innocent.
Illeon, who was sitting in his chair, uncrossed his legs and raised the corners of his mouth.
“I heard you also went out of the imperial palace on the day the Great Shrine was engulfed in fire.”
“...”
“Who did you meet at that time, Shelly?"
At Illeon's words, Seliya opened her eyes bright red and said.
“Your Majesty, I just went for a walk because the imperial palace was cramped. How can someone like me, who has no power, plan something?”
At those words, Illeon twisted his mouth and sneered.
“Did you go out for a walk?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Then let me ask you something else. Do you know anything about the deaths of the imperial palace ministers?”
"Yes?"
Seliya looked at him with his mouth open.
Seeing Illeon waiting for her answer without saying a word, Seliya opened her mouth again.
“How should I know? I don’t even know the names of the ministers.”
Illeon narrowed his eyes and lifted his chin.
Seliya did not like this tedious situation.
As incidents continue to occur even though Dietrich is in prison, she may not be pleased to be called to him.
Of course, this was a collaboration between Seliya, Dietrich, and Balt.
Still, she couldn't kill Illeon with her own hands.
She had to kill him to cause him to experience even greater despair.
She wanted to kill him right away, but facing Illeon, whom she could not kill, and being unable to do anything made her feel uncomfortable.
“That’s right. You're going to pretend you don’t know anything.”
“I really just don’t know anything, Your Majesty."
Seliya wanted to get out of this stuffy room as soon as possible.
She was weighed down by Illeon's arrogance and could not bear her discomfort.
Seliya decided to watch to see if she would be able to maintain his arrogance even after losing everything like her.
“Seliya Brillion.”
Illeon felt a strange emotion as he looked at Seliya.
He let his gaze slowly trail down her red lips.
A small face with big eyes and a prominent nose. Even moderately thick, well-colored lips.
Illeon seemed to know why so many men were fascinated by Seliya.
“Come closer to me.”
Illeon, feeling a secret lust, spoke with a predator-like face.
“...”
Seliya's eyebrows furrowed.
She did not listen to Illeon's orders.
“Has your body stiffened?”
“...”
“Then I guess I’ll have to go my way.”
Illeon grabbed Seliya’s chin.
As her body touched his, Seliya got goosebumps all over her body.
She suppressed her desire to run out of this room at any moment.
“It’s beautiful.”
Illeon's blue eyes shone sharply.
Her emerald eyes trembled.
“It’s truly amazing.”
“..."
Seliya knew those eyes. She knew very well.
No matter how good Illeon was at hiding his emotions, he couldn't hide his lust for Seliya.
Every day, whenever she opened her eyes, Seliya was met with the gaze of men who wanted to prey on her. As soon as he saw Seliya, she knew what was inside him.
Seliya, who had her chin grabbed by Illeon, turned her head away.
His hand gripped her chin and moved to her soft cheek.
Seliya's skin was as clean as he touched her freshly fallen white snow.
Seliya openly frowned at him and showed her displeasure.
“I understand why everyone was so anxious to have you.”
“Dietrich is the only one who has me.”
“You're pretty confident.”
Illeon twisted his mouth in amusement. It was because of her attitude towards him that attracted his interest even more.
“I like things with high value.”
“...”
“The more people want something, but the harder it is to have, the more valuable it is.”
“...”
“Seliya Brillion, no. I think Princess Anastasia knows that well.”
Illeon looked down at Seliya, who was much smaller than his own size, and wondered what to do with her.
“What should I do with you?”
“...”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to get me out of here.”
For a moment, silence passed between the two.
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Illeon's laughter echoed throughout the room. Seliya narrowed her eyes even further.
“Please let me out. Is that what Seliya Brillion really wants?”
“Then, I dare ask. What exactly does Your Majesty want from me?”
“...Well."
Illeon said, looking into Seliya's still eyes.
“Is it your death that I want? Is it your life itself?”
Illeon's eyes narrowed.
“Maybe it’s both.”
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