“Rosie..."
There was no need to talk at length. Rosenit, who was the target of Ambroxa, became the 'seed of disaster'.
There was nothing more to report except that she was cursed to 'end the royal line'.
“Why of all people, Rosie! Why!”
As soon as the short explanation was over, Desmond II burst into a roar.
Everyone in the audience room bowed their heads deeply and held their breath.
The air was so heavy and stiff that it was difficult to even open one's mouth. But there was someone who boldly spoke up.
“I am ashamed to say this, Father.”
Everyone's eyes turned to Brigitte. I also rolled my eyes and looked at my half-sister standing next to me.
Brigitte continued speaking, pretending not to notice my gaze on her cheek.
“Dreams of the devil tend to invade those with weak mental strength. I guess since entering Dandelion, Rosie has been in a very unstable state. It couldn't be otherwise..."
“Don’t dilly-dally, Betty.”
“I’m sorry, Father. But first, there’s something I need to report. In fact, when we arrived at the gate, Dandelion was under attack by monsters.”
Now, she mentions the suffering of the advance party. Of course, it couldn't have been for my sake.
“At that time, Eve said she would lead the punishment and White Knight first to establish a reputation. She seemed emotionally agitated, so I tried to stop her, but she just kept going.”
“What?”
“At that time, we had no choice but to close the gate to block the army of demons. It was a decision to prevent the influx of monsters into the empire. It seems that my intentions were perceived differently by Eve. Eve insisted that I wouldn’t open the door for her from the outside, so she forced Rosie in.”
I, who had been listening to this, almost burst out laughing.
'Wow, you adapted it like this?'
It was truly absurd. Even in the midst of all this, Brigitte continued to speak.
“How could a weak child be dragged into the middle of a legion of monsters? I wonder if I don't accept it... Aaaah! I feel so sorry for myself for not being able to stop it.”
“...Is that true?”
“Yes, Father. It’s all true.”
Desmond II's gaze towards me rapidly grew cold.
Brigitte turned to me and shouted for a spectacular ending.
“Look, Eve! This is all your and my fault! And how many times have I told you not to drag Rosie into your and my problems!”
At this point, I was so dumbfounded that I felt dizzy. As expected, I couldn't stand Brigitte's hypocritical speech which was getting worse day by day.
'Oh no! This is not the time to be amazed. We need to start by cleaning up.'
I glanced up at the throne. She had been acting like a royal family member.
Desmond II had a fearsome expression on his face, despite the Nepenthes essence gift.
I had to find a way out before my father's blind rage set in.
After much agony, I decided how to respond.
“Ugh!”
“Huh?”
Everyone was shocked when I suddenly sat down and burst into tears.
Soon my sorrowful cries echoed through the audience room.
“That’s right, Father. I dragged Rosie in. This is all the result of my overprotectiveness.”
“What? Overprotective?”
“It was so dangerous outside the palace that I couldn't trust anyone but myself. It's enough that I never leave Rosie alone because I think it's the safest thing to do... which has led to such foolish results!”
The Demon Dragon's Nightmare has already been explained by mentioning the influence of turbidity.
There was nothing more to report except that she was cursed to 'end the royal line'.
“Why of all people, Rosie! Why!”
As soon as the short explanation was over, Desmond II burst into a roar.
Everyone in the audience room bowed their heads deeply and held their breath.
The air was so heavy and stiff that it was difficult to even open one's mouth. But there was someone who boldly spoke up.
“I am ashamed to say this, Father.”
Everyone's eyes turned to Brigitte. I also rolled my eyes and looked at my half-sister standing next to me.
'Why would you even bother to speak out in this situation, let alone save yourself? What's the ploy?'
“Dreams of the devil tend to invade those with weak mental strength. I guess since entering Dandelion, Rosie has been in a very unstable state. It couldn't be otherwise..."
“Don’t dilly-dally, Betty.”
“I’m sorry, Father. But first, there’s something I need to report. In fact, when we arrived at the gate, Dandelion was under attack by monsters.”
Now, she mentions the suffering of the advance party. Of course, it couldn't have been for my sake.
“At that time, Eve said she would lead the punishment and White Knight first to establish a reputation. She seemed emotionally agitated, so I tried to stop her, but she just kept going.”
“What?”
“At that time, we had no choice but to close the gate to block the army of demons. It was a decision to prevent the influx of monsters into the empire. It seems that my intentions were perceived differently by Eve. Eve insisted that I wouldn’t open the door for her from the outside, so she forced Rosie in.”
I, who had been listening to this, almost burst out laughing.
'Wow, you adapted it like this?'
It was truly absurd. Even in the midst of all this, Brigitte continued to speak.
“How could a weak child be dragged into the middle of a legion of monsters? I wonder if I don't accept it... Aaaah! I feel so sorry for myself for not being able to stop it.”
“...Is that true?”
“Yes, Father. It’s all true.”
Desmond II's gaze towards me rapidly grew cold.
Brigitte turned to me and shouted for a spectacular ending.
“Look, Eve! This is all your and my fault! And how many times have I told you not to drag Rosie into your and my problems!”
“How can you drag such an innocent child into politics?! If you had any conscience, you would have at least not used the Rosie! Rosie is a sanctuary that should be kept out of politics!”
'Oh no! This is not the time to be amazed. We need to start by cleaning up.'
I glanced up at the throne. She had been acting like a royal family member.
Desmond II had a fearsome expression on his face, despite the Nepenthes essence gift.
I had to find a way out before my father's blind rage set in.
After much agony, I decided how to respond.
“Ugh!”
“Huh?”
Everyone was shocked when I suddenly sat down and burst into tears.
Soon my sorrowful cries echoed through the audience room.
“That’s right, Father. I dragged Rosie in. This is all the result of my overprotectiveness.”
“What? Overprotective?”
“It was so dangerous outside the palace that I couldn't trust anyone but myself. It's enough that I never leave Rosie alone because I think it's the safest thing to do... which has led to such foolish results!”
"Uh..."
"Ugh! I'm a bad big sister, I should have protected Rosie's mind as well as her body. I didn't care about her mind, only her body, I was obsessed with her body. Please punish me severely for not caring for her in this perverse way, Father!”
“...That, that’s what it was.”
My wet voice had a certain appeal, perhaps because of what I'd learned from watching Michael. There was even a strange gleam of understanding and empathy in Desmond II's eyes, given that perversion ran in the family.
“Yeah... I was like that once too... There was a time when I was immature, and if I couldn’t have the other person’s heart, then at least my body..."
The atmosphere grew somber as Desmond II recounted his reminiscences. Then, this time, Brigitte looked desolate.
I pretended to shed tears and glanced back at Brigitte. Our eyes met.
'Please stop talking nonsense that won't work.'
'Yes. Look forward to the next one.'
The sisters fought a silent war.
With this, I avoided a crisis that almost put me in the bad graces of Desmond II.
Even though Rosenite had the dishonor of being the older sister with a twisted sisterhood, I felt better knowing that it was an honor I'd already abandoned since the Nightshade Scandal.
Enough with the useless and wasteful fighting.
“Father.”
My soft voice caught the attention of everyone, including Desmond II.
“The first priority is to remove the curse of Ambroxa that was placed on Rosenite.”
“Yes, that’s what Ambroxa planted. We need to get rid of that seed of disaster or something. We need to contact the Ivory Tower and the Alchemy Society immediately.”
“If Father permits, I will also ask my teacher for help.”
“Is that what the great sage of the spruce forest said? Yes, now is not the time to be discussing whether or not he belongs to the association. It has to be that way.”
He was a great sage by name. In fact, he was the one who had the most hope.
Thanks to that, Desmond II got some comfort. He sighed.
He covered his eyes, pretending to touch his forehead. It was a gap where I could see the Emperor who had been pressuring the audience room just a moment ago.
In such a good atmosphere, Brigette couldn't just sit there blankly. She joined in the conversation.
“Don't be too hard on her, Father. Rosie will surely return to Father's side, and even if the medicine doesn't work and the curse isn't lifted, it doesn't matter, we just need to defeat the demon dragon and that's all that matters, right?”
“At the earliest, a punitive expedition will be possible only early next year. I can’t guarantee that Rosie’s body will be able to hold out until then.”
“Father, don't you believe me? I'm the one who put Rosie into a magical hibernation to protect her from the curse of the demon dragon. Rosie is probably dreaming peaceful dreams right now.”
Desmond II frowned, pointing out the contradiction. Then Bridgette flinched and started to sort things out.
“I apologize. My love for Rosie was not enough. I was presumptuous.”
“Then, how about we bring Sir Millard back to guard Rosie?”
This time the target was the silver-haired knight behind me.
“What do you mean by that?”
“I have Sir Wint guard Derek’s body for a week. Just as she had promised to pay her unfulfilled tribute while alive. Sir Millard, to protect Rosie's dream until Rosie wakes up..."
If I listen any longer, I feel like I'll hear a horrible sound comparable to a slaughter.
I immediately stepped forward to shut Brigitte's mouth.
“I will take special care of Rosie. I will bathe you in the best potions to restore her energy. I will also cast a mental spell on her so that she will not become weak and can overcome the dream of the Demon Dragon.”
“Eve, can you really care that much?”
“Of course, Father. Please give me another chance to take care of my little sister.”
“Yes, I believe you.”
Desmond II looked once again greatly relieved thanks to me.
In this way, Desmond II and I have a warm relationship through Rosenite.
It was around the time when the father-daughter relationship was being staged. Brigitte, unable to bear this extremely unpleasant sight, spoke out venomously.
“Father, please use your wise eyes to see through Eve’s hidden intentions.”
"What?"
“I forgot to report this. While I was hibernating Rosie, Eve imprinted Rosie's direct knighthood. Eve is only playing the part of the sparing older sister to keep Lord Millard from returning to Rosie!”
Brigitte's revelation chilled the air in the realm. She continued, satisfying herself that the mood was much better than it had been earlier.
“Did a guy who values the law so much take advantage of Chansley?”
As soon as the thunderous shout fell, the topic changed in an instant. And it was to put Brigitte in a corner.
Desmond II gritted his teeth. He was furious like never before.
The aura of the Emperor, who had reached the level of a sage, pressed down on the audience room.
Everyone except me and Michael flinched or trembled under the mental influence.
As Brigitte took a deep breath and opened her eyes to calm herself, the roar erupted again.
“Do you know what the ecliptic looks like now?! Half of District 13 has burned to the ground because you got Roxandra to turn a blind eye to Chancellor Charnley breaking fire codes!”
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