"It has been decided that Charlotte, the Class A Purifier and the only Purifier in the current Empire, will be in charge of the 'Victory Day' memorial service.
This year's Victory Day celebration will be held on an unprecedented scale. There is a cannon and parade during the day and a one-hour fireworks display at night.
Lady Odette died, but the gap between her and death was not felt for two years. This is because Charlotte was in the Empire.
Lady Odette was certainly a brilliant purifier, but there's no denying that Charlotte was better at protecting the Empire.
It's been two years since the catastrophe disappeared. Is the Purifier's power more Important than a warm heart?
Considering this fact, it can be said that His Majesty the Emperor's decision to entrust Charlotte with a memorial service is very good."
Endless tribute to Charlotte has filled the pages ever since.
Victory Day was a day of, by, and for Rosalind.
Rosalind awakened and purified all the Transcendentals in one fell swoop, and the Transcendentals used their intellect to protect humanity from disaster.
A celebration of humanity's first victory over disaster, and a remembrance of the Transcendents and Rosalind of that day.
On the Day of Victory, which is also called the Feast of Rosalind, another Saintess is ordained?
"It looks like the Emperor is trying to push Charlotte outright."
It was obvious that it was the Emperor's intention.
'You must be trying to erase the aftermath of my death with a new Saintess. Only then will they be able to regain the faith of the believers who have been stuck in the ground.'
As of today, it's been two years since Odette's funeral Mass.
There must have been a calculation that it was time for the imperial people to come out of mourning.
The Emperor knows that the people of the Imperial Court truly mourned Odette's death, but no amount of sincerity can beat time.
"After all, it wasn't for the law to mourn me for two years, would it?"
In the photo in the article, Charlotte is smiling broadly. There was also the image of the Emperor's hand lovingly wrapped around her shoulder.
Odette stared at it, and one corner of her mouth lifted.
"Do you think I'll be beaten by you in this life, Charlotte?"
She was a master of politics, and the more her opponents hid, the more relentlessly she bullied them.
If she bullied herself first and the other person reacted nervously, her main strategy was to pick it up and cosplay as a victim, but as such, she was weak in head-to-head combat.
She had always socially buried their opponents before they even had a head-to-head match, so no one had ever faced her head-on.
'The more moderate it is, the more it gives Charlotte momentum, So I have to give It as much flamboyance as I can.'
Odette recalled the report Rize had sent her. Reports that the Count claims to be Charlotte's patron and is trying to get in touch with Charlotte at all costs.
'Well, I don't. He only knows how to survive by selling his purifiers."
Charlotte would be the Count's only child, and he would try to adopt Charlotte at all costs.
Charlotte, on the other hand, doesn't want to get entangled with Count Albrecht, whose image has been ruined.
"If you're going to get them both out of the world anyway, it's probably easier to bundle them up and deal with them all at once."
This is Victory Day. Charlotte won't get anything she expected and wanted. Odette will smash it to pieces.
The angrier Charlotte is, the better. The more blinded she is by her rage, the more she will have to join hands with the Count.
***
The time when the dawn is lifted and the sky is brightened.
In every alley of Plazza Canaris, merchants were bustling with shops opening their shops.
"Did you hear about it? Count Albrecht, he's finally divorced?"
The topic of conversation was the fruit market that had just finished preparing to open.
"Uh-huh, is that finally over?! It's over. It's been so loud for two years. It's not even my trial, but I'm tired of it all to death."
Perhaps it was an Interesting topic, the flower shop lady next door, who was tidying up the stalls, Immediately joined the conversation. The middle-aged woman in the grain shop also rushed over to her.
"He had three affair partners who appeared as witnesses for the Countess. They are all in their 20s! It's disgusting to be an old man."
"Is it a man's job to do all the dirty stuff and turn his wife into a madwoman? Creepy, really."
If a commoner Insulted a nobleman, he would naturally be punished for blasphemy against the nobility, but if he didn't get caught, the Emperor would also swear at him behind his back.
Moreover, if the opponent is Count Albrecht, who will refrain from talking? There's no commoner anywhere who doesn't swear at him.
Throughout the trial, the Count and Sasha attacked each other's cheeks, but the Count was the one who exposed the most bottom.
Because of this, Count Albrecht was reviled even more than Odette at one point.
"Two years ago, we must have had something in our eyes. We hold him up as if he were some kind of person."
"I mean. Would he have protected his wife of nearly 30 years as a daughter who was thrown into a monastery? That's what the Brentano newspaper did. It was the pair who spread the rumors about Miss Odette. Her father was the one who bullies her, how can she put up with it? That's why she went."
At the mention of Odette, a sigh of pity escaped the women's lips for a moment.
Then she kicked her mouth excitedly about the old, deceitful, sullen Albrecht.
They didn't pay any attention to the unmarked carriage parked on the side of the road.
It was deserved. The black four-wheeled carriage was a brand that was seen so often that it was kicked in the square of Canaris. It is moderately expensive and cost-effective, and many wealthy merchants ride it.
They never imagined it. It's not a luxury brand, and they didn't expect 'Count Albrecht' to sit in a carriage that didn't even have the family emblem.
"Bloody. Now you're insulting me for such vulgar things?!"
How much had already been spent on Fernand avoiding the death penalty?
The aristocratic trial is conducted in a single trial. As Fernand's death could be decided in a single trial, the Count had to pay a huge amount of legal fees. It also cost a lot of money to pacify and persuade the aristocratic jury.
In addition, the newspaper Brentano was harassing Fernand, and he had to lobby other news organizations to write articles favorable to him.
To add insult to injury, it was during this time that Sasha filed for divorce. At a time when all the money and energy were being spent to save Fernand.
'You are a damn woman with no maternal love. Filing for divorce when your son might die?'
The Count had no choice but to choose between money and a successor. In the end, he chose Fernand, and as a result, he was robbed of a quarter of his entire fortune by Shylock.
It was admitted to the judge that the dowry sent by Shylock had contributed greatly to the present Count's fortune.
"Either you get a divorce or not. The bugs dare to make noise."
There was a lot of money going out without money coming in. The Count could not afford to maintain an expensive carriage.
Thanks to this, he was sitting in a carriage where the ride quality was the worst, and the sound insulation was even worse. The story of the bugs sounds unpleasantly clear.
The Count, no longer in the mood to read the newspaper, folded it irritably.
An article with the headline. "The trial of the Albrecht couple, who were the kings of ugliness," ends with the Count's defeat crumpled.
"How long am I going to listen to the of those frivolous things!"
The Count, who had been raising his voice in indignation, suddenly stopped. At that moment, his blood pressure rose and blood rushed to his head. He had to cover his face with one hand and force himself to calm down.
When he let go. Count Albrecht's eyes were glazed over. The Count let out a deep sigh of emptiness.
"Phew."
Once he calmed down somewhat, even being angry felt like exhaustion. He forced his gaze away from the window.
The commoners were still excitedly talking about him.
"That's it. Either way, the hardest of things has passed. The precious herbs are now in the harvest stage."
Two years ago, after a devastating fire at the lab, Fernand had bought them from a trusted farmer.
At that time, there were not enough seeds to sell in large quantities, and the seeds were cultivated over two years and the number was successfully increased.
'Expensive drugs that had to be stopped for a while can now be produced."
Shortly after Odette's death, the pharmaceutical company was forced into fiscal austerity as the source of income was cut off.
So, if they could just sell the expensive and rare drugs again, they would be able to make a profit quickly.
Besides, he may have lost his trial with Sasha, but at least he saved Fernand.
The argument is that the exemption has already been confirmed, and the exemption cannot be retroactively removed just because the circumstances have changed.
The logic of the principle of one-sided rule was accepted by the judges and juries of the Imperial Court.
As such. Fernand's exemption is unlikely to come up again as a hot topic.
No matter what the Brentano newspaper says now, it will not touch Albrecht's successor.
Now all the hard work is over. The Count's lips pursed tightly. Eyes resembled snakes, and the deep turquoise pupils inside shone.
With a firm gesture, he tapped the wagon twice with the tip of his staff.
He couldn't find Fernand in Piazza Canaris, so he didn't need to be here any longer.
The coachman, who had heard his signal, immediately began to gallop with a loud sound.
The Count couldn't have guessed. Everything the Brentano newspaper has done is actually Odette's doing.
***
That time.
In the bedroom of the cabin, Odette was staring at her back in the wall mirror. She had carefully untied the bandages around her shoulders.
When she finally removed all the bandages, she could see a white scar near her right wing bone in the mirror.
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