Today Count Nicholas made a tremendous discovery.
'There's someone who's stopping that Julian Blake.'
She even managed to stop it.
The atmosphere between Julian and Bridget was amazing.
What should I say?
'They're not usually friends."
It was not an aura that could be lightly expressed in the sentence that two young men and women had met eyes.
At first glance, it seemed like they hadn't just met and that they had known each other for a while.
'This is more exciting than I thought.'
Somehow he had a feeling that the situation would change.
Count Nicholas was a quick-witted man.
Not just anyone can be the secretary to the reserved and temperamental Ju llan.
'Should I tell Chancellor Langston about this?'
Chancellor Langston was not concerned about Julian's government.
Just a game before death.
But to Count Nicholas, this was no game.
Then Isaac stumbled out of the audience room, passing the Count.
The Count was surprised that Isaac survived without shedding a single drop of blood, so he followed him kindly.
"I really thought you were going to die earlier, but I'm glad you were able to leave the palace with all my limbs intact."
"Ah, haha, ha... T... that's what I mean."
Isaac smiled wryly with a pale face.
Even though he was crazy about connections, he was extremely tired after experiencing something that put his life on the line.
Normally, he would have tried to get a word in with Count Nicholas, but now he just wanted to get home quickly.
Count Nicholas, unaware of Isaac's speed, did not expect him to fall from his side.
"I don't know much about the Viscount, but among those who have incurred His Majesty's wrath, there has never been anyone who has walked away unharmed like the Viscount. If the Viscount had seen the scene filled with blood like a flood, you would know how fortunate today was."
Two years ago, twenty nobles who had come to the King lost their heads that day."
This is what play was like.
Talking to someone you're not particularly interested in in a friendly way, depending on your mood, and talking as you please.
It was absolutely not appropriate to describe a relationship like that between Julian and Bridget.
"It was a truly horrifying sight. The black knights danced with their swords. Blood and flesh were flying and screaming. And none of those who saw it and survived ever spoke against His Majesty."
The same was true of Count Nicholas.
Even though he was only a secretary, Julian was a scary person to Count Nicholas who was there that day.
He was also present when Julian was beating up Josephine and the former King and his entourage.
They were also enemies that Count Nicholas, who had been in Julian's power from the beginning, wanted to defeat.
But regardless of that sentiment, Julian's killings were horrific.
They had defeated the enemy, so it was time to celebrate.
But no one raised a glass that day.
Julian was a monster.
So much so that he wondered if it was a good idea to make such a monster King.
"So, just don't think about what happened today and forget about it. It's better for you. By the way, do you know how Lady Winston and His Majesty met?"
"That is..."
"Oh, you didn't know? Well, it must be hard to know all the details of your wife's love life. Then when did you first find out about the relationship between the two of them? What happened?"
Isaac had no Idea.
His head was spinning.
Originally, when faced with fear, blood flow was blocked due to tension which usually resulted in a headache.
"Uh... I'm sorry, but I have a headache right now and I can't think well..."
"Oh, right. I understand."
Count Nicholas frowned, saying he understood.
'You're buying it expensively.'
He wanted to ask more about Bridget and Julian.
At the very least, he felt he needed to hear for himself what kind of person Bridget was.
That way, he'll have to line up with Bridget, but he'll have to come up with a plan on how to do it effectively.
Count Nicholas knew that Isaac was anxious to enter society.
He started researching Isaac when he heard from Millea that Julian had brought a woman and that he should prepare a government contract.
It was his job to investigate the parties to the contract involving the King.
Of course, he also did some research on Bridget.
However, information about her was surprisingly difficult to find.
Because she lived so secluded at home, no one knew her very well.
On the other hand, it wasn't difficult to know what kind of person Isaac was.
"Then, when you feel better, would you like to have a meal with me? It's fate that we met like this."
"Excuse me? Are you inviting me?"
"Yes. I will contact you shortly."
Isaac's eyes opened wide.
It was his first time being invited to dinner by a nobleman.
"Thank you! I will definitely attend!"
Even though he had no energy, Isaac bowed diligently.
***
The news of Bridget's enormous bounty spread beyond the palace walls and throughout the kingdom in less than half a day.
Mаny реорlе found it to be a nuisance.
You said you were a victim. A husband who took his wife's friend as his lover, or a wife who had an affair with the King. They were all just like each other.
Those who had criticized Bridget from the beginning laughed at her, saying they knew it, and those who had defended Bridget and pitied her were very angry.
Bridget was given the nicknames "The Witch Who Bewitched the King" and "The Luxurious Fox."
In front of the palace, there was a demonstration denouncing Bridget and demanding that the King come to his senses and annul the government contract, Bridget didn't care.
Nothing was unexpected.
The nicknames given to her are traditional nicknames given to the mistresses of past Kings, and protests were a common occurrence whenever a King brought in a mistress.
Although the gossip scandal seemed to have caused more people to protest, there was no need to make a fuss.
'The nobles will all curse you behind your back, but they will flatter you in front of you, wearing a completely different mask.'
They will be anxious to look good to the government that is loved by the King.
That's power.
Julian wasn't just showing off his power to Isaac.
It was also about sharing his power with Bridget.
In a way, it was the people, not the nobles, who fought for the country with a more sincere heart.
At least they are protesting openly by bringing stones and throwing them at the palace where Bridget is.
Bridget had a plan to calm the situation down, just like she had done with the gossip magazines.
***
A few days later.
Millea attended a social gathering of nobles.
She returned to the palace at dawn and looked a little tired.
"When I went to the meeting, everyone asked about Your Majesty's well-being."
Meanwhile, rumors about Bridget weren't the only thing spreading throughout the kingdom.
"What did you say?"
"I am relieved to hear that His Majesty is well."
It seemed that the seeds planted through Anna and Cedric had already grown luxuriantly.
Millea looked a little offended.
"They were testing me. It was annoying. They weren't saying it out of reassurance, they were just wondering if the rumor was true."
"Did you speak of His Majesty?"
"No way. I'm not the type of person to go around talking about His Majesty."
"Good job. Just do as you usually do, Millea. They'll be even more anxious."
Millea knew in advance that Bridget would spread rumors about Julian.
The reason she went to the meeting yesterday was to see how far the rumor had spread.
"The rumor seems to have spread rapidly from the Marquis Cavendish. I wonder how it got there."
"The Marchioness Cavendish is a quick-witted person. She must have been incredibly curious. She must have contacted people around Isaac or Penelope."
Millea was impressed by Bridget's judgment in using Isaac and Penelope to spread the rumor.
She never thought the rumor would spread so reliably and so quickly.
No one could have suspected that Bridget had deliberately spread the rumor through her philandering husband and his mistress.
Millea never once thought of taking advantage of her husband or mistress, whom she hated to death.
'I just wanted to avoid them and ignore them somehow.'
But Bridget was different.
She was doing that with that indifferent face as if it were nothing.
That was pretty exciting.
Millea asked with a smiling face.
"So what are your next plans?"
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