A pain as if her body was shaking from the heat struck her.
She felt like she was going to lose consciousness at any moment, but she tried to hold on to consciousness.
'Surely...Rosie...?'
The person who happened to be with her at the time was Belladonna of the Empire. The poisoning prayer was a reasonable suspicion.
Eve barely opened her blurry eyes and looked ahead.
“Hey, Sister Eve!”
“Hey, sis, why are you like this? Why are you like this all of a sudden? The tree is scary. Wake up. Wake up, Sister...!”
Contrary to expectations, there was no creepy smiling face in sight. On the contrary, Rosenite was shaking her with a pale complexion.
'Why do you make that face?'
Even though her mind was hazy, the question was clear.
'Eve.'
Michael walked up to her in one stride and hugged her as if he was snatching hr from Rosenite.
Peony, who had followed behind, also sat down, holding onto the hem of her skirt, and looked at Eve.
“Your Highness! Your Highness the Princess!”
“Open your eyes, Your Highness!”
On the other hand, Michael's breathing was growing increasingly rough as he held her in his arms.
His condition was rapidly becoming unstable.
Michael suppressed his agitation by clenching his teeth. Then he glared at Rosenite and asked.
“What is going on?”
“I, I, I don’t know. Uh, my sister, she was drinking tea and then she, she fell down.”
The person who brewed the World Tree tea was Peony. However, because of Eve's order, she left early without even pouring tea.
Peony, her lips pursed tightly, immediately looked around to examine the teacup.
Eve's teacup had rolled over, spilling its contents.
On the other hand, Rosie's teacup on the table was still intact, with its contents almost intact. The tea was still dripping from her mouth.
Rosenite was also embarrassed. Peony's gaze never lingered on her teacup for too long.
Because she realized that it didn't mean anything good.
“T, this is, that’s not it, uh, you...!”
She was told to get up after drinking all the glass, so she deliberately drank sparingly.
She opened her mouth to clear up the misunderstanding, but there was no opportunity to explain.
“She passed out after drinking tea…...?”
A low voice, as if it would sink to the underworld flowed from Michael's mouth. A murderous light flashed across his purple eyes.
“Could it be that you poisoned Her Highness?”
"What...?"
“Did you poison her?”
It was an unimaginable act of rudeness for a homunculus to dare stand in front of the royal family.
But now Michael was not in his right mind.
“Oh, Lord Agnito..."
Peony called him in confusion. However, Rosenite's reaction to being pressured was unusual.
She began to back away with a frightened look on her face, her eyes wandering unfocused into space.
“I, I..."
Rosenite had to answer no.
We clearly drank tea together. How dare Yi harm my sister?
Because it's something so terrible, she's never even thought about it.
But for some reason, the negative words felt like they were stuck in her throat and wouldn't come out.
Of course, remaining silent would only make the situation worse. Michael would kill her.
“Did you feed her Belladonna’s poison again?”
"Again..."
The word 'again' struck her hard, not in her ears but directly in her head.
Rosenite's confusion reached its peak.
“Ah, ahh..."
She completely lost focus and nightmares kept appearing over her blurred vision.
She had a dream where she was giving a bottle of poison to my half-sister who was in prison.
'Me? Did I do that? Did I do it again?'
Rosenite trembled as if asking for help.
She extended her hand.
“Oh, sis... Ah!”
Of course, Michael did not allow it. He was holding Eve.
As he turned his body, his straight back erected a wall in front of Rosenite's eyes.
Now Rosenit was blocked from even seeing Eve.
From the side, Michael poured out a murderous aura that was almost like a ghost to Rosenite.
'I should have killed her. I should have killed her first.'
Should I kill her now?
Michael's condition was already extremely unstable. Almost to the point of madness.
Michael's fingertips trembled in response to the impulse.
If he hadn't been holding Eve, he would have pulled out Night Ray and put it into action right away.
That was when.
“Michael.”
A soft call rang in his ears. It was Sylvestian, who had entered the barracks at some point.
He has to protect the engraved characters and stands in front of Rosenite.
He blocked it. Thanks to that, Rosenite, who was free from the threat of death, let out a sigh of relief.
Peony was the first to come to her senses in the standoff.
“Your Highness, her body feels like a ball of fire. I’ll bring you some medicine!”
She needed medicine, whether it was an antidote, a fever reducer, or something. Peony wiped away her tears and ran out of the barracks.
Meanwhile, Michael hugged Eve even tighter.
He had to lower his face a little to hear the faint sound of breathing.
Eve's hot forehead touched Michael's cold forehead. His face was distorted in agony as if he were about to die.
“Eve, please..."
It was a desperate voice as if praying. He was now unable to even call Eve by name in front of others.
There was no awareness.
Eve's unanswered condition accelerated Michael's instability. Dangerous questions arose in his mind.
What if Eve dies like this?
At that moment, the expression on Michael's face faded away.
A sense of aimless murder began to swell around him. It spread in all directions and contaminated the surrounding area.
The powerful murderous intent that the future King radiates is a given.
It affected all the homunculus inside Dandelion.
Outside, the homunculus had stopped what they were doing and were nervously watching Eve's barracks.
'This guy, Michael...'
There have been cases where the death of a person has caused a homunculus to go berserk, especially if there is a deep mental connection.
It was Eve and Michael. It was hard to even imagine the aftermath that Michael would experience after losing Eve and losing his reason.
Sylvestian swallowed dryly. If Michael went berserk, would he be able to stop him?
Michaelis Agnito was a homunculus of unprecedented power. Even before his awakening as King, he was still dominating his people with his life.
Sylvestian wasn't sure if he had the will or courage to confront him.
'If things continue this way, a disaster comparable to the return of a Lord-class dragon may unfold.'
Now that Yggdrasil has finally received a proper name, there is a good chance that he will disappear from the map within a week.
Sasa sasa sasa.
Is it because the earth senses the crisis? Even the purple fir forests are swaying in the wind?
The branches shook. A dangerous and eerie air pervaded the entire Dandelion.
At that time, someone burst into the barracks.
“What the hell is all that noise?”
Brigitte stepped into the barracks, closing her shawl with an annoyed look on her face.
Behind her, Elijah was also groaning as if he was crushed by Michael's energy.
“Evienrose?”
Bridgette opened her eyes wide when she found Eve lying down. But it was only for a moment, but soon her eyes took on a much colder hue than usual. They were the eyes of one who observed and calculated.
Brigitte asked Sylvestian, who seemed to be somewhat conscious.
“Why on earth is Eve like that? Tell me in detail.”
“It is said that Her Highness the Seventh Princess collapsed while drinking tea together with the Eight Princess.”
“Having tea with Rosie?”
Her platinum eyebrows arched. And after a moment, the corners of her mouth curved as if she had finished her estimate.
“Really? Then..."
It was then that a stern voice reverberated through the barracks.
“Wallblood! Isolate and monitor the 8th Princess Rosenite immediately. We will strictly investigate whether she attempted to harm the 7th Princess.”
Rosenite raised her head in surprise. Her ruby-colored eyes were shaking helplessly. She had to refute and explain, but on the contrary, she was influenced in reverse by the circumstances.
'Is it me? Am I like this? Did I make you like this?'
Rosenite was now almost out of her mind. The only person who could step in her place was Sylvestian.
“Your Highness the Third Princess!”
“So, let’s isolate them until we know for sure.”
“However... !”
Brigitte waved her hand and pretended to frown.
“Stop bothering me. As an elder sister, do you know how terrible it is for me to witness my younger sister's funerals? My heart would not be able to bear it if I were to punish my sister's direct knight for disobeying orders, so don't disturb me any further.”
She threatened to silence him by pretending to be emotional and not responding.
Sylvestian could not speak any further. He gritted his teeth in agony.
"Your Highness..."
Brigitte, who succeeded in processing one burn, was satisfied.
She didn't even hide her smile. She looked at the remaining burns that she had to deal with. It was Eve who had collapsed.
“Get out of the way. I need to check on my sister.”
She felt like she was going to lose consciousness at any moment, but she tried to hold on to consciousness.
'Surely...Rosie...?'
The person who happened to be with her at the time was Belladonna of the Empire. The poisoning prayer was a reasonable suspicion.
Eve barely opened her blurry eyes and looked ahead.
“Hey, Sister Eve!”
In the corner of her eye, she saw Rosenite's face. Eve barely managed to hold back a gasp of shock before she made an unexpected discovery.
Contrary to expectations, there was no creepy smiling face in sight. On the contrary, Rosenite was shaking her with a pale complexion.
'Why do you make that face?'
Even though her mind was hazy, the question was clear.
It was when Eve's consciousness faded. Rosenite's screams brought them in, and the tent in the doorway swung open. It was Michael and Peony.
Eve fell into their sight, Rosenite fidgeted, and a teacup rolled on the floor.
'Eve.'
Michael walked up to her in one stride and hugged her as if he was snatching hr from Rosenite.
Peony, who had followed behind, also sat down, holding onto the hem of her skirt, and looked at Eve.
“Your Highness! Your Highness the Princess!”
“Open your eyes, Your Highness!”
Peony's sobs echoed through the barracks, but no matter how desperately she called out, the unconscious Eve could only breathe colorfully, and even that was growing fainter.
His condition was rapidly becoming unstable.
Michael suppressed his agitation by clenching his teeth. Then he glared at Rosenite and asked.
“What is going on?”
“I, I, I don’t know. Uh, my sister, she was drinking tea and then she, she fell down.”
The person who brewed the World Tree tea was Peony. However, because of Eve's order, she left early without even pouring tea.
Peony, her lips pursed tightly, immediately looked around to examine the teacup.
Eve's teacup had rolled over, spilling its contents.
On the other hand, Rosie's teacup on the table was still intact, with its contents almost intact. The tea was still dripping from her mouth.
Rosenite was also embarrassed. Peony's gaze never lingered on her teacup for too long.
Because she realized that it didn't mean anything good.
“T, this is, that’s not it, uh, you...!”
She was told to get up after drinking all the glass, so she deliberately drank sparingly.
She opened her mouth to clear up the misunderstanding, but there was no opportunity to explain.
“She passed out after drinking tea…...?”
A low voice, as if it would sink to the underworld flowed from Michael's mouth. A murderous light flashed across his purple eyes.
“Could it be that you poisoned Her Highness?”
"What...?"
“Did you poison her?”
It was an unimaginable act of rudeness for a homunculus to dare stand in front of the royal family.
But now Michael was not in his right mind.
“Oh, Lord Agnito..."
Peony called him in confusion. However, Rosenite's reaction to being pressured was unusual.
She began to back away with a frightened look on her face, her eyes wandering unfocused into space.
“I, I..."
Rosenite had to answer no.
We clearly drank tea together. How dare Yi harm my sister?
Because it's something so terrible, she's never even thought about it.
But for some reason, the negative words felt like they were stuck in her throat and wouldn't come out.
Of course, remaining silent would only make the situation worse. Michael would kill her.
He glared at Rosenit. He hadn't even bothered with the work.
"Again..."
The word 'again' struck her hard, not in her ears but directly in her head.
Rosenite's confusion reached its peak.
“Ah, ahh..."
She completely lost focus and nightmares kept appearing over her blurred vision.
She had a dream where she was giving a bottle of poison to my half-sister who was in prison.
'Me? Did I do that? Did I do it again?'
Rosenite trembled as if asking for help.
She extended her hand.
“Oh, sis... Ah!”
Of course, Michael did not allow it. He was holding Eve.
As he turned his body, his straight back erected a wall in front of Rosenite's eyes.
Now Rosenit was blocked from even seeing Eve.
From the side, Michael poured out a murderous aura that was almost like a ghost to Rosenite.
'I should have killed her. I should have killed her first.'
Should I kill her now?
Michael's condition was already extremely unstable. Almost to the point of madness.
Michael's fingertips trembled in response to the impulse.
If he hadn't been holding Eve, he would have pulled out Night Ray and put it into action right away.
That was when.
“Michael.”
A soft call rang in his ears. It was Sylvestian, who had entered the barracks at some point.
He has to protect the engraved characters and stands in front of Rosenite.
He blocked it. Thanks to that, Rosenite, who was free from the threat of death, let out a sigh of relief.
Peony was the first to come to her senses in the standoff.
“Your Highness, her body feels like a ball of fire. I’ll bring you some medicine!”
She needed medicine, whether it was an antidote, a fever reducer, or something. Peony wiped away her tears and ran out of the barracks.
Meanwhile, Michael hugged Eve even tighter.
He had to lower his face a little to hear the faint sound of breathing.
Eve's hot forehead touched Michael's cold forehead. His face was distorted in agony as if he were about to die.
“Eve, please..."
It was a desperate voice as if praying. He was now unable to even call Eve by name in front of others.
There was no awareness.
Eve's unanswered condition accelerated Michael's instability. Dangerous questions arose in his mind.
What if Eve dies like this?
At that moment, the expression on Michael's face faded away.
A sense of aimless murder began to swell around him. It spread in all directions and contaminated the surrounding area.
The powerful murderous intent that the future King radiates is a given.
It affected all the homunculus inside Dandelion.
Outside, the homunculus had stopped what they were doing and were nervously watching Eve's barracks.
Sylvestian, in particular, who was watching Michael closely, had a cold sweat on his forehead. He was judging the current situation to be quite dangerous.
There have been cases where the death of a person has caused a homunculus to go berserk, especially if there is a deep mental connection.
It was Eve and Michael. It was hard to even imagine the aftermath that Michael would experience after losing Eve and losing his reason.
Sylvestian swallowed dryly. If Michael went berserk, would he be able to stop him?
Michaelis Agnito was a homunculus of unprecedented power. Even before his awakening as King, he was still dominating his people with his life.
Sylvestian wasn't sure if he had the will or courage to confront him.
'If things continue this way, a disaster comparable to the return of a Lord-class dragon may unfold.'
Now that Yggdrasil has finally received a proper name, there is a good chance that he will disappear from the map within a week.
Sasa sasa sasa.
Is it because the earth senses the crisis? Even the purple fir forests are swaying in the wind?
The branches shook. A dangerous and eerie air pervaded the entire Dandelion.
At that time, someone burst into the barracks.
“What the hell is all that noise?”
Brigitte stepped into the barracks, closing her shawl with an annoyed look on her face.
Behind her, Elijah was also groaning as if he was crushed by Michael's energy.
“Evienrose?”
Bridgette opened her eyes wide when she found Eve lying down. But it was only for a moment, but soon her eyes took on a much colder hue than usual. They were the eyes of one who observed and calculated.
Brigitte asked Sylvestian, who seemed to be somewhat conscious.
“Why on earth is Eve like that? Tell me in detail.”
“It is said that Her Highness the Seventh Princess collapsed while drinking tea together with the Eight Princess.”
“Having tea with Rosie?”
Her platinum eyebrows arched. And after a moment, the corners of her mouth curved as if she had finished her estimate.
“Really? Then..."
It was then that a stern voice reverberated through the barracks.
“Wallblood! Isolate and monitor the 8th Princess Rosenite immediately. We will strictly investigate whether she attempted to harm the 7th Princess.”
Rosenite raised her head in surprise. Her ruby-colored eyes were shaking helplessly. She had to refute and explain, but on the contrary, she was influenced in reverse by the circumstances.
'Is it me? Am I like this? Did I make you like this?'
Rosenite was now almost out of her mind. The only person who could step in her place was Sylvestian.
“Your Highness the Third Princess!”
“Ah, yes. We have a problem with Lord Millard. The quarantine is for Rosenite only. Sylvestian Millard is to remain in place and fulfill his duties as Knight Commander of the White Night."
“Your Highness! Nothing is certain yet!”
“So, let’s isolate them until we know for sure.”
“However... !”
Brigitte waved her hand and pretended to frown.
“Stop bothering me. As an elder sister, do you know how terrible it is for me to witness my younger sister's funerals? My heart would not be able to bear it if I were to punish my sister's direct knight for disobeying orders, so don't disturb me any further.”
She threatened to silence him by pretending to be emotional and not responding.
Sylvestian could not speak any further. He gritted his teeth in agony.
"Your Highness..."
Rosenite was led out by the Templars in front of Sylvestian. Her ruby eyes, cloudy as if broken, remained fixed on Eve the entire way.
She didn't even hide her smile. She looked at the remaining burns that she had to deal with. It was Eve who had collapsed.
“Get out of the way. I need to check on my sister.”
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