Having warmed up enough, Seliya went outside her quarters with Dietrich.
Before she knew it, the pouring rain had completely stopped.
The stars were shining brightly in the dark sky.
The two people stopped a passing carriage and got off near the imperial palace. They sensed a very different atmosphere compared to when they left the palace.
Even though it was a dark night, there were many people out on the streets.
People were holding torches in their hands with their eyes wide open.
Dozens of pairs of eyes full of distrust, from men and women, young and old, were turned towards Seliya and Dietrich.
Dietrich looked at the people as there was a buzz like a crowded market.
“What’s going on?”
The old man standing in front of him trembled at Dietrich's words.
For a moment, the old man looked at Dietrich with glaring eyes and shouted.
“Really, is what is said in the newspaper true? How could someone who was the commander of the Imperial Knights imprison His Majesty the Emperor? His Majesty, Emperor Illeon Gregrick Basilisk, is the true ruler of Abelon!”
Illeon was imprisoned, but it was difficult for him to ignore its influence.
‘I even prevented rumors from leaking out of the imperial palace. People found out through the newspaper. And that's in less than half a day.'
Dietrich narrowed his eyes.
“Isn’t this all because of that witch! Is it really true that the reason you do things that the leader of the Imperial Knights wouldn’t do is because you fell for that woman’s tricks!”
This time she was a young woman.
“Do not insult my lover with any more vain words.”
These were the words Dietrich said as he wrapped Seliya’s hand.
But actually, Seliya was okay with whatever people called her.
People have made her into a saint with their mouths, and they have also made her into a human being whom it would be inconvenient to tear her to death.
Everyone's first love, Brillion's angel.
They gave her nicknames of their own, and now they just call her witches again.
“As the people of Abelon, we have the right to protect Abelon. I heard from her that the witch doesn’t even feel pain when her body is pricked with her sharp needle.”
An old woman with a cane came to the front and spoke.
“In this place, I must see if His Excellency Duke Calypso’s lover feels any pain.”
“Please give me that witch.”
People shouted with faces filled with madness.
“Really, there are so many different things.”
Dietrich placed his hand on the sword at his waist.
The people who had been enraged by that brief gesture all hesitated.
Seliya found people really funny.
The answer is that Abelon will be destroyed.
The way the women looked at Seliya was filled with envy and jealousy, and the way the men looked at her was filled with desire and lust.
They just need a scapegoat.
A scapegoat who will calm their dissatisfaction and satisfy their desires.
Seliya's eyes looked around the people and stopped at one place.
Hidden among the torchbearers, a young man with a face dripping with lust was staring at him.
Seliya knew that face all too well.
It was Viscount Brillion's first son, Vincent, without a drop of blood.
Seliya, who had been silent, slowly opened her lips.
“Who is the instigator of this?”
Everyone was silent at Seliya's words.
“Ma, the witch speaks!”
"Witch!"
“What do you gain by accusing me of being a witch? When it’s good, they praise it, and when it’s bad, they disparage it, so I don’t know which beat to match.”
Vincent continued Seliya’s words.
“Shelly, don’t deny it. This is the end of taking care of you, who used to suck my energy as your brother at night. Are your underwear still red with roses on it?”
The people's murmur grew louder at the words Vincent spoke.
Dietrich immediately tried to tear off Vincent's limbs, but Vincent, who sensed Dietrich's fierceness, quickly escaped the scene, squeezing his way through the angry crowd.
Dietrich tried to run out to catch Vincent and kick him.
Dietrich was caught by Seliya.
“Dietrich. You're trying to put us at a disadvantage by making up lies about me. I guess their intention is to take advantage of the easily swayed crowd to get their hands on me.”
Dietrich regains his composure after Seliya's words.
"I'm fine."
Seliya smiled softly at Dietrich.
Dietrich felt his heartbreak at the smile that seemed so familiar to this kind of thing.
Even without looking at it, it was clear how much hardship Seliya must have had while living in her own home.
Dietrich didn't even dare to sympathize with Seliya's pain.
Fully empathizing with the pain unless you were the one who experienced it directly was nothing but a false consolation.
Seliya used her powers to protect herself from things worse than her scum.
Her organs were damaged, and she was terminally ill.
How did Seliya feel when she was called to the Emperor's bed as a terminally ill person and killed him because he believed he was his real enemy?
“These guys are worse than these bugs...”
A voice like the growl of an animal came out of Dietrich's throat.
The people who were overwhelmed by him clenched their necks as if asking when he had gone on a rampage.
Dietrich was truly angry.
In this way, people pretended to be weak to the strong and endlessly strong to the weak.
The reason Dietrich crawled into the disgusting imperial court of Abelon and became the commander of the imperial knights was that he needed a strength that no one could dare to ignore.
He pleased the Emperor' who had ignored him, made him rely on him, honed his sword skills like a madman, and brought him down to the rank of Duke.
The dead Emperor was a scarecrow, but he was never a good human being.
Dietrich wanted to kill the Emperor' by tearing his intestines out when he was no longer needed, but Seliya conveniently sent him away with a dagger.
People did not leave Seliya, who was so kind, alone.
They did not hesitate to exploit her, and even now that she is known to be his lover, he only plans to get his hands on her by making her accused of being a witch.
They were dirty, dirty.
“Give me the witch!”
“Laughing witch!”
Dietrich couldn't stand it any longer.
“In the name of the Commander of the Imperial Knights, I will imprison all the criminals in this place.”
People's complexions turned blue.
“Now, are you going to take that lewd witch’s side!”
“Regain your senses! “
Despite repeated shouts from people, Dietrich did not change his words.
Dietrich imprisoned the angry crowd in the capital prison.
“Your Excellency Duke Calypso!”
“You really imprison His Majesty and imprison us, the people! You are being deceived by the witch!”
Dietrich gave orders in a low voice to the prison guard.
“If you talk any more nonsense than this, I can kill you without mercy. Do you understand?”
"Yes."
At Dietrich's words, people fell silent as if they had never done that before.
“And, as soon as you find Viscount Brillion’s son, bring them to me.”
“I will.”
Dietrich escapes from prison with Seliya.
Soon the two arrived at the imperial palace.
A knight guarding the entrance to the large golden palace spotted Dietrich and hurried over.
“What’s going on?”
“...Look at this!”
The knight took something out of his pocket and handed it to Dietrich.
What the article handed over was today's newspaper.
Dietrich quickly opened the newspaper.
“Who is the devil who burned down the sacred temple, the omen of the destruction of Abelon?”
That was written in large letters on the front page of the newspaper.
Below the text, there were two portraits of people presumed to be suspects, Dietrich and Seliya, side by side.
“It is said that the devil comes to you in the most beautiful form. Maybe all the tragedies that occurred in the imperial family are related to these two.”
With words containing a very malicious evaluation.
Dietrich's eyes narrowed.
He turned to the next page of the newspaper.
“Rebellion by the head of the Imperial Knights, His Majesty the Emperor in prison”
“Where is this newspaper published?”
“Lord Gregrick...No, it is a newspaper owned by His Majesty the Emperor.”
Illeon was still in prison.
Nevertheless, this newspaper came out and caused people's confusion.
It was said that Illeon's spies still remained inside the imperial palace.
“Are you sure that no one left the imperial palace today?”
The knight nodded his head up and down in response to Dietrich's words.
“Yes, there was one person who tried to escape the imperial palace by taking advantage of the heavy rain, but as you said, we stopped them from leaving.”
“...”
“Nevertheless, the reason this newspaper was published...”
Dietrich interrupted the knight.
“Who was it that was trying to leave?”
“This is one of the imperial palace maids. However, she was a handmaid who was born blind.”
There was one person who came to Dietrich's mind.
“By the way, what is the maid’s name?”
The stars were shining brightly in the dark sky.
The two people stopped a passing carriage and got off near the imperial palace. They sensed a very different atmosphere compared to when they left the palace.
Even though it was a dark night, there were many people out on the streets.
People were holding torches in their hands with their eyes wide open.
Dozens of pairs of eyes full of distrust, from men and women, young and old, were turned towards Seliya and Dietrich.
Dietrich looked at the people as there was a buzz like a crowded market.
“What’s going on?”
The old man standing in front of him trembled at Dietrich's words.
For a moment, the old man looked at Dietrich with glaring eyes and shouted.
“Really, is what is said in the newspaper true? How could someone who was the commander of the Imperial Knights imprison His Majesty the Emperor? His Majesty, Emperor Illeon Gregrick Basilisk, is the true ruler of Abelon!”
Illeon was imprisoned, but it was difficult for him to ignore its influence.
‘I even prevented rumors from leaking out of the imperial palace. People found out through the newspaper. And that's in less than half a day.'
Dietrich narrowed his eyes.
“Isn’t this all because of that witch! Is it really true that the reason you do things that the leader of the Imperial Knights wouldn’t do is because you fell for that woman’s tricks!”
This time she was a young woman.
“Do not insult my lover with any more vain words.”
These were the words Dietrich said as he wrapped Seliya’s hand.
But actually, Seliya was okay with whatever people called her.
People have made her into a saint with their mouths, and they have also made her into a human being whom it would be inconvenient to tear her to death.
Everyone's first love, Brillion's angel.
They gave her nicknames of their own, and now they just call her witches again.
“As the people of Abelon, we have the right to protect Abelon. I heard from her that the witch doesn’t even feel pain when her body is pricked with her sharp needle.”
An old woman with a cane came to the front and spoke.
“In this place, I must see if His Excellency Duke Calypso’s lover feels any pain.”
“Please give me that witch.”
People shouted with faces filled with madness.
“Really, there are so many different things.”
Dietrich placed his hand on the sword at his waist.
The people who had been enraged by that brief gesture all hesitated.
Seliya found people really funny.
The answer is that Abelon will be destroyed.
The way the women looked at Seliya was filled with envy and jealousy, and the way the men looked at her was filled with desire and lust.
They just need a scapegoat.
A scapegoat who will calm their dissatisfaction and satisfy their desires.
Seliya's eyes looked around the people and stopped at one place.
Hidden among the torchbearers, a young man with a face dripping with lust was staring at him.
Seliya knew that face all too well.
It was Viscount Brillion's first son, Vincent, without a drop of blood.
Seliya, who had been silent, slowly opened her lips.
“Who is the instigator of this?”
Everyone was silent at Seliya's words.
“Ma, the witch speaks!”
"Witch!"
“What do you gain by accusing me of being a witch? When it’s good, they praise it, and when it’s bad, they disparage it, so I don’t know which beat to match.”
Vincent continued Seliya’s words.
“Shelly, don’t deny it. This is the end of taking care of you, who used to suck my energy as your brother at night. Are your underwear still red with roses on it?”
The people's murmur grew louder at the words Vincent spoke.
Dietrich immediately tried to tear off Vincent's limbs, but Vincent, who sensed Dietrich's fierceness, quickly escaped the scene, squeezing his way through the angry crowd.
Dietrich tried to run out to catch Vincent and kick him.
Dietrich was caught by Seliya.
“Dietrich. You're trying to put us at a disadvantage by making up lies about me. I guess their intention is to take advantage of the easily swayed crowd to get their hands on me.”
Dietrich regains his composure after Seliya's words.
"I'm fine."
Seliya smiled softly at Dietrich.
Dietrich felt his heartbreak at the smile that seemed so familiar to this kind of thing.
Even without looking at it, it was clear how much hardship Seliya must have had while living in her own home.
Dietrich didn't even dare to sympathize with Seliya's pain.
Fully empathizing with the pain unless you were the one who experienced it directly was nothing but a false consolation.
Seliya used her powers to protect herself from things worse than her scum.
Her organs were damaged, and she was terminally ill.
How did Seliya feel when she was called to the Emperor's bed as a terminally ill person and killed him because he believed he was his real enemy?
“These guys are worse than these bugs...”
A voice like the growl of an animal came out of Dietrich's throat.
The people who were overwhelmed by him clenched their necks as if asking when he had gone on a rampage.
Dietrich was truly angry.
In this way, people pretended to be weak to the strong and endlessly strong to the weak.
The reason Dietrich crawled into the disgusting imperial court of Abelon and became the commander of the imperial knights was that he needed a strength that no one could dare to ignore.
He pleased the Emperor' who had ignored him, made him rely on him, honed his sword skills like a madman, and brought him down to the rank of Duke.
The dead Emperor was a scarecrow, but he was never a good human being.
Dietrich wanted to kill the Emperor' by tearing his intestines out when he was no longer needed, but Seliya conveniently sent him away with a dagger.
People did not leave Seliya, who was so kind, alone.
They did not hesitate to exploit her, and even now that she is known to be his lover, he only plans to get his hands on her by making her accused of being a witch.
They were dirty, dirty.
“Give me the witch!”
“Laughing witch!”
Dietrich couldn't stand it any longer.
“In the name of the Commander of the Imperial Knights, I will imprison all the criminals in this place.”
People's complexions turned blue.
“Now, are you going to take that lewd witch’s side!”
“Regain your senses! “
Despite repeated shouts from people, Dietrich did not change his words.
Dietrich imprisoned the angry crowd in the capital prison.
***
“Your Excellency Duke Calypso!”
“You really imprison His Majesty and imprison us, the people! You are being deceived by the witch!”
Dietrich gave orders in a low voice to the prison guard.
“If you talk any more nonsense than this, I can kill you without mercy. Do you understand?”
"Yes."
At Dietrich's words, people fell silent as if they had never done that before.
“And, as soon as you find Viscount Brillion’s son, bring them to me.”
“I will.”
Dietrich escapes from prison with Seliya.
Soon the two arrived at the imperial palace.
A knight guarding the entrance to the large golden palace spotted Dietrich and hurried over.
“What’s going on?”
“...Look at this!”
The knight took something out of his pocket and handed it to Dietrich.
What the article handed over was today's newspaper.
Dietrich quickly opened the newspaper.
“Who is the devil who burned down the sacred temple, the omen of the destruction of Abelon?”
That was written in large letters on the front page of the newspaper.
Below the text, there were two portraits of people presumed to be suspects, Dietrich and Seliya, side by side.
“It is said that the devil comes to you in the most beautiful form. Maybe all the tragedies that occurred in the imperial family are related to these two.”
With words containing a very malicious evaluation.
Dietrich's eyes narrowed.
He turned to the next page of the newspaper.
“Rebellion by the head of the Imperial Knights, His Majesty the Emperor in prison”
“Where is this newspaper published?”
“Lord Gregrick...No, it is a newspaper owned by His Majesty the Emperor.”
Illeon was still in prison.
Nevertheless, this newspaper came out and caused people's confusion.
It was said that Illeon's spies still remained inside the imperial palace.
“Are you sure that no one left the imperial palace today?”
The knight nodded his head up and down in response to Dietrich's words.
“Yes, there was one person who tried to escape the imperial palace by taking advantage of the heavy rain, but as you said, we stopped them from leaving.”
“...”
“Nevertheless, the reason this newspaper was published...”
Dietrich interrupted the knight.
“Who was it that was trying to leave?”
“This is one of the imperial palace maids. However, she was a handmaid who was born blind.”
There was one person who came to Dietrich's mind.
“By the way, what is the maid’s name?”
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