Soon, golden letters appeared on the white light, just like a 'status window' in a game.
[ Necklace made by the Primordial Transcendent. ]
[ You can find out what the people around you feel towards the 'owner of the necklace'. ]
[ Would you like to set the owner as 'Odette Lina von Albrecht'? ]
"Yes."
[The necklace was successfully acquired.]
[ Choose the emotion you want to know.
1. Favorability
2. Disgust ]
“I want to know the disgust level.”
Odette commanded.
Then, the white light emitted by the necklace changed to black and slowly faded away.
With a thud, the necklace fell back onto the table.
When Odette opened the locket, she saw a hollow octahedral transparent gem inside. It was just like when she played the game.
'It only appears like this to me, the owner, but to other people, it will look like a clock.'
This rocket necklace was a tool used in <Sion Route> to confirm the affection or hostility the characters had for Charlotte.
So that Charlotte can survive the difficult struggle with Marquis Kleist in <Root of Sion>.
'Charlotte had a status window, so she never used it on the male protagonists...'
With the male protagonists' favorability ratings constantly showing up on Charlotte's status screen, why would she use this tool with such strict restrictions on the male protagonists?
On the other hand, Odette, who was not the main character, was in a position where she had to write only for male protagonists.
"A necklace created by the primordial transcendent being.
Twice a day, you can learn the emotions of people around you. When activated, the duration is 1 hour. When used once, a stamina debuff is applied for 24 hours starting at midnight the next day. When used twice, a mental power debuff is applied for 24 hours starting at midnight the next day. (Accumulated)
Caution: When first activated, you must choose only one of the like/dislike emotions, and the emotion you have chosen cannot be changed."
It was too costly to use it on other people. That was also the reason why Odette chose the hatred level.
The male protagonist's favorability window would be of no use to Odette.
'Looking at the status window, I feel like I'm in a game.'
Because this was a world she had only lived in once in her previous life, she never really felt like this was a game. She just understood it in her head.
Now it really hit her. This was a world where she was set up to be hated as a villain. A world where she couldn't dare think of being loved.
'You're really making me understand the topic.'
That was when.
Ting!
I heard a knock on the glass door of the balcony window.
'What?'
She put the necklace back on and lifted the curtain covering the window. Then she saw a blond man standing on the balcony.
“...!”
Odette gasped.
She had a dream where she was being chased by a transcendent being all along, and she figured out the topic the status window told her to. And then right after that, the transcendent being's face appeared.
The dog-like timing made even that smug face look like the face of a grim reaper from hell.
A reflex action due to fear. Odette glared at John with a pale face.
“Lady Albrecht.”
Until a voice full of roughness rang out.
John was looking at her with eyes as cold as the sea. At that moment, she came to her senses as if she had been splashed with cold water.
'I have to laugh. The hate I've accumulated now will come back to me 61 times later.'
61x beam. Odette chewed on the word, her expression hardening.
"...Your Highness."
Odette managed to squeeze out a warm, welcoming voice. Opening the balcony door, Odette greeted her by grabbing her skirt and curtsying.
“Meet the little sun of the empire.”
Of course, it was a strategy. To make sure that the burns on her legs were clearly visible to his eyes.
John was speechless for a moment after seeing the hideous size of the scar.
“...There is no need to be polite from the break of dawn.”
Odette quickly caught the faint sympathy in his voice.
"Thank you."
She deliberately finished the cut slowly. It was important to show the scars sufficiently, but she also needed time to compose her expression.
Because when she looks up, she should have a perfect smile on her lips.
The blue eyes of John that she met again were not as cold as before.
The first reunion after saving the Crown Prince from a runaway. It definitely felt a little different than before.
The disgust still remains, but perhaps the shame that comes with being in debt remains.
Moreover, there was a hint of compassion in his eyes. Perhaps it was because seeing her scars made him realize anew that she was a victim of abuse.
'You say you live with chivalry and martial law engraved in your soul, but you're living up to your standards. How can you be so weak to a woman's wounds?'
Even at the moment of Odette's death, he was like a nobleman who pitied her for having her tongue cut out.
John opened his mouth with an embarrassed expression and a cough.
“I apologize for the inappropriate hour, Lady Albrecht. I simply cannot get away with fooling the Count.”
John does not bring up the law of Barceha, which states that 'the Emperor is ignorant and the royal family never apologizes to their subjects.'
He is such a kind person. He would be even more kind if the other person wasn't Odette.
“I too am rude in visiting you at an inappropriate time. Don’t worry about petty etiquette, Your Highness.”
Odette shrugged her shoulders and spoke in a refreshing and plain tone. The type of person that John liked was a 'free-spirited person.'
“It’s much more important to fool our father.”
A voice was as light as the spring breeze. A reaction that neither stands still nor builds a wall.
The Crown Prince blinked as if bewildered by the unfamiliar sight, and continued speaking in an awkward voice.
“Your father is performing brilliantly in the palace.”
Yes, Father, the chewing pronunciation revealed an unconcealed contempt for the abuser.
“He said he was heartbroken because his daughter insisted that she could never purify the area without the diamond mine.”
“I guess my brother is also taking care of it.”
Odette responded with laughter, furtively fiddling with her locket necklace.
She planned to check the Crown Prince's level of disgust by looking at the timing.
'Because even the first disgust could only be confirmed by opening the necklace directly.'
“How long do you plan on continuing this reckless behavior?”
“Until the last day of the founding of the country. After that, it seems like it will be difficult to run the country. We can’t leave the disaster any longer. Today is the first day of the founding of the country, so it will be about a week.”
'I was asleep for three days?'
Odette nodded her head, seemingly calm, though surprised by the fact that she had not known.
“I see. Thank you for telling me.”
'The day is so short, how much time have I wasted? I have to start moving today, right away.'
Even if John finishes his acting on the last day of the founding of the country, she will still have a few more days to spare.
Considering Sion's twisted personality, there's no way he'd let the Count go right away.
Even now, with that dirty temper, he was holding the Count's ankles to the palace.
Thanks to that, Odette's rebellion against the Countess had not yet reached Count Albrecht's ears.
'I will torture her until the end and keep my father in the palace. With that temper, I will surely return the favor.'
In that case, there are about ten days when her father is away from the mansion. It is just enough time to carry out all of her plans.
“I came today to give a gift of thanks for the purification. I owe you a favor, so I have to return the favor.”
'A Case for Purification'.
Odette felt a sense of relief at those words. What she had done was not purification, but merely a highly effective rampage delayer that he had swallowed with Night Glory.
It was because she was anxious that the Crown Prince might find out about the fact.
'I confirmed several times at the time that he was unconscious.'
The intuition of the transcendent has sometimes been so sharp as to be unconventional.
“Ask me anything you want. I don’t care how much it costs. I’ll give you any precious jewel you want.”
It was a tone of voice that indicated that he wanted to immediately shake off the debt in his heart.
A tone of voice that contained the impatience of not wanting to be involved with Odette any longer, and the desperate desire to quickly get rid of the feeling of guilt in front of his eyes.
'But I can't do that.'
That's why she started this mess to leave a debt of gratitude. Because John's guilt is the most valuable thing to her.
Odette was always prepared for any eventuality.
Because of that damn number of 61x, even if she only has 20,000 disgust points left, it will instantly go over 100.
She needs to lower the disgust level of all four male characters to 0 or 1, but there is no guarantee that she can do that.
She may try to change the future, but even a small mistake can cause things to go wrong.
At that time, the only thing that could prevent her death was John's guilt.
“What I wish for...”
While she was meditating, the wind blew a drizzle of rain into the balcony.
The wet chemise stuck to her leg was illuminated by moonlight, revealing scars.
“...”
Then, with a stuffy expression, John pulled at the neck of his tight uniform. His throat throbbed as if he was swallowing dry saliva.
'You must feel sorry. The scar on my leg is quite ugly.'
If she were to draw a picture of a guilt-ridden knight, that's what he'd look like: ears red and suddenly averting his eyes.
'For a gentleman who comes to remove a wart, it is our virtue to add a shot of the wart.'
Sympathy, the wart of the heart was the same. If you come to take it, it is only natural that you should return it with a double event.
Odette lowered her eyes and opened her mouth with a slightly trembling voice.
[ Necklace made by the Primordial Transcendent. ]
[ You can find out what the people around you feel towards the 'owner of the necklace'. ]
[ Would you like to set the owner as 'Odette Lina von Albrecht'? ]
"Yes."
[The necklace was successfully acquired.]
[ Choose the emotion you want to know.
1. Favorability
2. Disgust ]
“I want to know the disgust level.”
Odette commanded.
Then, the white light emitted by the necklace changed to black and slowly faded away.
With a thud, the necklace fell back onto the table.
When Odette opened the locket, she saw a hollow octahedral transparent gem inside. It was just like when she played the game.
'It only appears like this to me, the owner, but to other people, it will look like a clock.'
This rocket necklace was a tool used in <Sion Route> to confirm the affection or hostility the characters had for Charlotte.
So that Charlotte can survive the difficult struggle with Marquis Kleist in <Root of Sion>.
'Charlotte had a status window, so she never used it on the male protagonists...'
With the male protagonists' favorability ratings constantly showing up on Charlotte's status screen, why would she use this tool with such strict restrictions on the male protagonists?
On the other hand, Odette, who was not the main character, was in a position where she had to write only for male protagonists.
"A necklace created by the primordial transcendent being.
Twice a day, you can learn the emotions of people around you. When activated, the duration is 1 hour. When used once, a stamina debuff is applied for 24 hours starting at midnight the next day. When used twice, a mental power debuff is applied for 24 hours starting at midnight the next day. (Accumulated)
Caution: When first activated, you must choose only one of the like/dislike emotions, and the emotion you have chosen cannot be changed."
It was too costly to use it on other people. That was also the reason why Odette chose the hatred level.
The male protagonist's favorability window would be of no use to Odette.
'Looking at the status window, I feel like I'm in a game.'
Because this was a world she had only lived in once in her previous life, she never really felt like this was a game. She just understood it in her head.
Now it really hit her. This was a world where she was set up to be hated as a villain. A world where she couldn't dare think of being loved.
'You're really making me understand the topic.'
That was when.
Ting!
I heard a knock on the glass door of the balcony window.
'What?'
She put the necklace back on and lifted the curtain covering the window. Then she saw a blond man standing on the balcony.
“...!”
Odette gasped.
She had a dream where she was being chased by a transcendent being all along, and she figured out the topic the status window told her to. And then right after that, the transcendent being's face appeared.
The dog-like timing made even that smug face look like the face of a grim reaper from hell.
A reflex action due to fear. Odette glared at John with a pale face.
“Lady Albrecht.”
Until a voice full of roughness rang out.
John was looking at her with eyes as cold as the sea. At that moment, she came to her senses as if she had been splashed with cold water.
'I have to laugh. The hate I've accumulated now will come back to me 61 times later.'
61x beam. Odette chewed on the word, her expression hardening.
"...Your Highness."
Odette managed to squeeze out a warm, welcoming voice. Opening the balcony door, Odette greeted her by grabbing her skirt and curtsying.
“Meet the little sun of the empire.”
Of course, it was a strategy. To make sure that the burns on her legs were clearly visible to his eyes.
John was speechless for a moment after seeing the hideous size of the scar.
“...There is no need to be polite from the break of dawn.”
Odette quickly caught the faint sympathy in his voice.
"Thank you."
She deliberately finished the cut slowly. It was important to show the scars sufficiently, but she also needed time to compose her expression.
Because when she looks up, she should have a perfect smile on her lips.
The blue eyes of John that she met again were not as cold as before.
The first reunion after saving the Crown Prince from a runaway. It definitely felt a little different than before.
The disgust still remains, but perhaps the shame that comes with being in debt remains.
Moreover, there was a hint of compassion in his eyes. Perhaps it was because seeing her scars made him realize anew that she was a victim of abuse.
'You say you live with chivalry and martial law engraved in your soul, but you're living up to your standards. How can you be so weak to a woman's wounds?'
Even at the moment of Odette's death, he was like a nobleman who pitied her for having her tongue cut out.
John opened his mouth with an embarrassed expression and a cough.
“I apologize for the inappropriate hour, Lady Albrecht. I simply cannot get away with fooling the Count.”
John does not bring up the law of Barceha, which states that 'the Emperor is ignorant and the royal family never apologizes to their subjects.'
He is such a kind person. He would be even more kind if the other person wasn't Odette.
“I too am rude in visiting you at an inappropriate time. Don’t worry about petty etiquette, Your Highness.”
Odette shrugged her shoulders and spoke in a refreshing and plain tone. The type of person that John liked was a 'free-spirited person.'
“It’s much more important to fool our father.”
A voice was as light as the spring breeze. A reaction that neither stands still nor builds a wall.
The Crown Prince blinked as if bewildered by the unfamiliar sight, and continued speaking in an awkward voice.
“Your father is performing brilliantly in the palace.”
Yes, Father, the chewing pronunciation revealed an unconcealed contempt for the abuser.
“He said he was heartbroken because his daughter insisted that she could never purify the area without the diamond mine.”
“I guess my brother is also taking care of it.”
Odette responded with laughter, furtively fiddling with her locket necklace.
She planned to check the Crown Prince's level of disgust by looking at the timing.
'Because even the first disgust could only be confirmed by opening the necklace directly.'
“How long do you plan on continuing this reckless behavior?”
“Until the last day of the founding of the country. After that, it seems like it will be difficult to run the country. We can’t leave the disaster any longer. Today is the first day of the founding of the country, so it will be about a week.”
'I was asleep for three days?'
Odette nodded her head, seemingly calm, though surprised by the fact that she had not known.
“I see. Thank you for telling me.”
'The day is so short, how much time have I wasted? I have to start moving today, right away.'
Even if John finishes his acting on the last day of the founding of the country, she will still have a few more days to spare.
Considering Sion's twisted personality, there's no way he'd let the Count go right away.
Even now, with that dirty temper, he was holding the Count's ankles to the palace.
Thanks to that, Odette's rebellion against the Countess had not yet reached Count Albrecht's ears.
'I will torture her until the end and keep my father in the palace. With that temper, I will surely return the favor.'
In that case, there are about ten days when her father is away from the mansion. It is just enough time to carry out all of her plans.
“I came today to give a gift of thanks for the purification. I owe you a favor, so I have to return the favor.”
'A Case for Purification'.
Odette felt a sense of relief at those words. What she had done was not purification, but merely a highly effective rampage delayer that he had swallowed with Night Glory.
It was because she was anxious that the Crown Prince might find out about the fact.
'I confirmed several times at the time that he was unconscious.'
The intuition of the transcendent has sometimes been so sharp as to be unconventional.
“Ask me anything you want. I don’t care how much it costs. I’ll give you any precious jewel you want.”
It was a tone of voice that indicated that he wanted to immediately shake off the debt in his heart.
A tone of voice that contained the impatience of not wanting to be involved with Odette any longer, and the desperate desire to quickly get rid of the feeling of guilt in front of his eyes.
'But I can't do that.'
That's why she started this mess to leave a debt of gratitude. Because John's guilt is the most valuable thing to her.
Odette was always prepared for any eventuality.
Because of that damn number of 61x, even if she only has 20,000 disgust points left, it will instantly go over 100.
She needs to lower the disgust level of all four male characters to 0 or 1, but there is no guarantee that she can do that.
She may try to change the future, but even a small mistake can cause things to go wrong.
At that time, the only thing that could prevent her death was John's guilt.
“What I wish for...”
While she was meditating, the wind blew a drizzle of rain into the balcony.
The wet chemise stuck to her leg was illuminated by moonlight, revealing scars.
“...”
Then, with a stuffy expression, John pulled at the neck of his tight uniform. His throat throbbed as if he was swallowing dry saliva.
'You must feel sorry. The scar on my leg is quite ugly.'
If she were to draw a picture of a guilt-ridden knight, that's what he'd look like: ears red and suddenly averting his eyes.
'For a gentleman who comes to remove a wart, it is our virtue to add a shot of the wart.'
Sympathy, the wart of the heart was the same. If you come to take it, it is only natural that you should return it with a double event.
Odette lowered her eyes and opened her mouth with a slightly trembling voice.
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