As I had expected, Brigitte was going through extreme hardships and hardships on her way to the palace.
“Intruder!”
'Damn it!'
She had the stigma of desertion and her appearance was so dishonest that she could not enter the palace through the main gate. So, by sneaking in, she ended up being a fugitive even within the palace.
Brigitte, who had hidden herself in the garden, trembled with resentment and humiliation. It seemed as if she would have to give up her plan to stop by the villa to wash up and fill her stomach.
To resolve the matter quickly, Brigitte headed straight to the main palace. Fortunately, all the homunculus had been mobilized for the punitive expedition, and the human knights who were guarding the palace were there.
Brigitte successfully infiltrated the main palace by using magic to deceive the guards' senses.
Desmond II was in the drawing room with the Privy Council members.
As expected, since it was a place where the Emperor resided, the security in front of the reception room was different. The captain of the Imperial Guard, the deputy captain, and the elite magicians of the Ivory Tower were guarding it like iron, so it was difficult for even Bridgette to infiltrate.
‘Call out Father right here and beg... No. It’s embarrassing to make a fuss in the hallway alone. At the very least, I should tell Father in person.’
It was when she was waiting for an opportunity at the corner of the hallway.
As it happened, a maid was trying to bring more sweets into the reception room. Brigitte knocked her out, took off her clothes, and disguised herself as a maid.
‘Damn it, why am I doing this...!’
It was humiliating to think that she had done something that was not even in her fortune.
As Brigitte stood in front of the audience room door, holding the tray, the captain of the guard sternly stopped her.
“Wait a minute, stop.”
Brigitte involuntarily inhaled, as if she had been caught. A pungent smell was sucked in with her deep breath.
That was what the captain of the guard was trying to point out.
“Ugh, ugh! I can’t get any closer! Hey, you smell bad! Where are you going in this dirty state? You’d better go and clean up horse manure or feed pigs. Ugh! Hurry up and go. I think I’ll throw up if you stay here any longer!”
The extreme insult was enough to cut off Brigitte's sense of humor. Her face turned red and she shouted at once.
“How rude! Do you know who I am?”
“Huh?! Who...?”
“Oh, my goodness! Your Highness the Third Princess?”
The four knights and wizards who were on guard were greatly shocked. They studied Bridgette's beggarly face for a long time before they finally understood the situation.
“How dare you be safe! I will gouge out the eyes that did not recognize me, rip open the mouth that spoke nonsense, and punish you for insulting the royal family!”
“Uh, um, please hold on for now and forgive me, Your Highness.”
Despite the ominous sound, the knights and magicians showed no sign of fear. And come to think of it, they hadn't even knelt before Brigitte yet.
As the commotion began, a response came from inside the door.
Bam!
“Who on earth would cause a commotion in front of His Majesty the Emperor... No, Your Highness the Third Princess?”
As expected, the chief steward wasn't just anyone. He recognized Brigitte at a glance.
There was a look of bewilderment in his aged eyes as if he didn't know what to do.
Brigitte was unable to read the subtle atmosphere and just kept grumbling. Then, a deep voice came from beyond the chief chamberlain’s shoulder.
“Chamberlain, I told you to be quiet, so what are you doing standing there?”
Desmond II himself came out to investigate the commotion. A color came to Brigitte's face.
“Father!”
“...Bridgette?”
“Yes, Father! Here I come!”
“Why are you... here...?”
Desmond II's expression was a little more blatant than that of the Chamberlain. His face was contorted in confusion.
A startled Brigitte began to make excuses for her desertion.
“Father, listen to me! All the dishonorable rumors about me are misunderstandings!”
"Misunderstanding?"
“Yes! I just took a solo action for a moment because I had something urgent to report to Father. It was a matter of such grave importance that the safety of the empire depended on it, so I put everything else aside and came here!”
"Ha...
“I know it’s hard to believe, but why did I travel all alone across the West and come here? There was a reason for it!”
At that time, five members of the Privy Council stood behind Desmond II. The embarrassed look on Desmond II's face grew even deeper as he became aware of the ministers.
Meanwhile, Brigitte was also conscious of the Privy Council members. She puffed out her chest as if to show off.
“I look up to the sky without any shame. Truth and justice will shine brightly on my side! So I will declare it in my name. Eve is...”
“Brigette.”
A low, deep call interrupted the conversation.
It was only then that Brigitte realized that the mood was ominous. Desmond II was looking down at her with a frighteningly hard expression.
She could also sense the unfriendly gazes of the Privy Council members. Among them, the chairman, the Marquis of Limitiello, was particularly noticeable for the way he twisted his lips into a smile.
'What is it? Why is it like this?'
It was at that moment that Brigitte was taken aback. Desmond II opened his mouth with the face of the Emperor, not his father.
“Arrest the Third Princess.”
“Oh, Father?!”
The captain and the deputy captain placed mana circuit restraints on Brigitte's wrists and grabbed her arms on both sides. Brigitte opened her eyes and pushed them away.
“What the heck! Oh, Father, you’re arresting me! How can you do this! First, please listen to what I have to say!”
“Hear it, but it’s useless.”
“No! Eve! Eve, has rebelled! Starting with Michaelis Agneto, the homunculus have rebelled...!”
“Brigette!”
Brigitte chewed her tongue, surprised by the outcry.
“Which safety lightly speaks the word treason!”
"Ha! That's your idea, I can see it! Do you think you're going to save the day that way? Or do you think you'll be able to drag anyone else down to the bottom with you? What in the world have you been eating?"
“No, I..."
"Shut up! You can't bring up Eve when you're in the position you're in! Your subject is a hero who saved the country! What is that, treason? You'd better keep your mouth shut!"
“Ah, Father...!”
“Take her to her quarters, no, to the dungeon! I don’t know if she’ll do something as shameful as this again!”
Desmond II turned away as if he didn't want to see the sight of her after exploding with anger.
Brigitte, meanwhile, was slapped in the face at the mention of prison, and she gritted her teeth in a desperate attempt to avoid being taken away by the knights.
“My name is Brigitte Agnes Hadelramid, I am the Third Princess of the Empire, my mother is the Fourth Empress, and my uncle is the Marquis of Lamekal! You cannot do this to me!”
Desmond II just stood there with his palms covering his eyes as if he was depressed and didn't turn around.
Instead, Marquis Limitiello clicked his tongue and replied.
“You should have just approached us quietly. What makes you so confident that you want to appeal to us in front of us?”
“I am proud!”
“How shameless. Are you really acting like this because you don’t know why His Majesty is not protecting you this time and is ordering your arrest?”
“Didn’t I tell you that the desertion was a misunderstanding?”
“Oh, well, let’s give it a concession and say it was a misunderstanding. But desertion isn’t the issue right now, Your Highness.”
"What?!"
“Huh, you don’t get it? Well then, I should tell you.”
The next moment, the Marquis of Limitiello spoke without hiding his contempt and disgust.
“Her Royal Highness the Third Princess is currently under suspicion of involvement in a human trafficking cartel.”
Brigitte was shocked to the point of breathlessness.
“This, human trafficking...?”
“Yes. A week ago, a gift was delivered to the residence of our Privy Council members. I looked into it and found a lot of documents and ledgers investigating Your Highness's activities. Well, this old man is quite surprised at your resourcefulness. You sold a perfectly good potions merchant for political maneuvering and gave it to Chancellor Chansley. Apparently, you've given him detailed and meticulous instructions on the production of illegal drugs."
“That... That, that can’t be..."
“My, your face is pensive. Are you surprised that the evidence has been discovered? How surprised we must have been when we first heard of it since Your Highness is of this caliber. Even the Emperor was at a loss for words, unable to save Your Highness."
Brigitte just kept her eyes wide open and trembled all over.
She didn't have the presence of mind to say anything right now. All she could do was ask one question out of sheer madness.
“W, who the hell is that..."
“Usually, this kind of evidence is taken out when something goes wrong between close friends.”
“So who are you!”
“Who are you? This is Belteor.”
“Belteor...?!”
“No matter how much you hate Belteor, he was a powerful man in the south, so you kicked him out of the capital city by humiliating him like that. Tsk tsk..."
The Marquis of Limitiello had explained it, but Brigitte's premonition pointed otherwise.
Beltor has never been involved in the case, and more than anything, it was the resourceful Viscount Fritz who hid the evidence, including the ledger. It was impossible for someone as incompetent as Marquis Belteor to dig it up.
Brigitte instinctively realized that it was someone else's trick, borrowing only the name of Belteor.
'It's Evienrose. It's Evienrose! It's nonsense!'
Her eyes were bloodshot.
Her whole body trembled with uncontrollable anger.
At that moment, Desmond II, who was listening to the conversation between Brigitte and the Marquis of Limitiello, said something.
“Ugly thing.”
The contempt-filled slur seemed to freeze the hearts of those who heard it.
“Ah, Father! That’s not it, Eve is the axis of evil...!”
Of course, no one wanted to hear Brigitte's story.
“Oh my, what are you guys doing! We should hurry and bring Her Highness the Third Princess!”
“Hey, hey, Marquis of Limitiello!”
“Come on, go somewhere cool and cool your head!”
“Ahhh! Let go of me!”
Brigitte was dragged down the hallway like a load of luggage.
It was then that Count Tesilid, the prime minister, came running in from the other end of the corridor.
"Your Majesty!"
It was the first time that he, an elderly nobleman, had lost his dignity and run around the palace.
Of course, Count Tesilid had come with some good news.
“What is it, Prime Minister?”
“Her Highness the Seventh Princess has arrived at the palace! She is now on her way to the main palace!”
“Intruder!”
'Damn it!'
She had the stigma of desertion and her appearance was so dishonest that she could not enter the palace through the main gate. So, by sneaking in, she ended up being a fugitive even within the palace.
Brigitte, who had hidden herself in the garden, trembled with resentment and humiliation. It seemed as if she would have to give up her plan to stop by the villa to wash up and fill her stomach.
To resolve the matter quickly, Brigitte headed straight to the main palace. Fortunately, all the homunculus had been mobilized for the punitive expedition, and the human knights who were guarding the palace were there.
Brigitte successfully infiltrated the main palace by using magic to deceive the guards' senses.
Desmond II was in the drawing room with the Privy Council members.
As expected, since it was a place where the Emperor resided, the security in front of the reception room was different. The captain of the Imperial Guard, the deputy captain, and the elite magicians of the Ivory Tower were guarding it like iron, so it was difficult for even Bridgette to infiltrate.
‘Call out Father right here and beg... No. It’s embarrassing to make a fuss in the hallway alone. At the very least, I should tell Father in person.’
It was when she was waiting for an opportunity at the corner of the hallway.
As it happened, a maid was trying to bring more sweets into the reception room. Brigitte knocked her out, took off her clothes, and disguised herself as a maid.
‘Damn it, why am I doing this...!’
It was humiliating to think that she had done something that was not even in her fortune.
As Brigitte stood in front of the audience room door, holding the tray, the captain of the guard sternly stopped her.
“Wait a minute, stop.”
Brigitte involuntarily inhaled, as if she had been caught. A pungent smell was sucked in with her deep breath.
That was what the captain of the guard was trying to point out.
“Ugh, ugh! I can’t get any closer! Hey, you smell bad! Where are you going in this dirty state? You’d better go and clean up horse manure or feed pigs. Ugh! Hurry up and go. I think I’ll throw up if you stay here any longer!”
The extreme insult was enough to cut off Brigitte's sense of humor. Her face turned red and she shouted at once.
“How rude! Do you know who I am?”
“Huh?! Who...?”
“Oh, my goodness! Your Highness the Third Princess?”
The four knights and wizards who were on guard were greatly shocked. They studied Bridgette's beggarly face for a long time before they finally understood the situation.
“How dare you be safe! I will gouge out the eyes that did not recognize me, rip open the mouth that spoke nonsense, and punish you for insulting the royal family!”
“Uh, um, please hold on for now and forgive me, Your Highness.”
Despite the ominous sound, the knights and magicians showed no sign of fear. And come to think of it, they hadn't even knelt before Brigitte yet.
As the commotion began, a response came from inside the door.
Bam!
“Who on earth would cause a commotion in front of His Majesty the Emperor... No, Your Highness the Third Princess?”
As expected, the chief steward wasn't just anyone. He recognized Brigitte at a glance.
There was a look of bewilderment in his aged eyes as if he didn't know what to do.
Brigitte was unable to read the subtle atmosphere and just kept grumbling. Then, a deep voice came from beyond the chief chamberlain’s shoulder.
“Chamberlain, I told you to be quiet, so what are you doing standing there?”
Desmond II himself came out to investigate the commotion. A color came to Brigitte's face.
“Father!”
“...Bridgette?”
“Yes, Father! Here I come!”
“Why are you... here...?”
Desmond II's expression was a little more blatant than that of the Chamberlain. His face was contorted in confusion.
A startled Brigitte began to make excuses for her desertion.
“Father, listen to me! All the dishonorable rumors about me are misunderstandings!”
"Misunderstanding?"
“Yes! I just took a solo action for a moment because I had something urgent to report to Father. It was a matter of such grave importance that the safety of the empire depended on it, so I put everything else aside and came here!”
"Ha...
“I know it’s hard to believe, but why did I travel all alone across the West and come here? There was a reason for it!”
At that time, five members of the Privy Council stood behind Desmond II. The embarrassed look on Desmond II's face grew even deeper as he became aware of the ministers.
Meanwhile, Brigitte was also conscious of the Privy Council members. She puffed out her chest as if to show off.
“I look up to the sky without any shame. Truth and justice will shine brightly on my side! So I will declare it in my name. Eve is...”
“Brigette.”
A low, deep call interrupted the conversation.
It was only then that Brigitte realized that the mood was ominous. Desmond II was looking down at her with a frighteningly hard expression.
She could also sense the unfriendly gazes of the Privy Council members. Among them, the chairman, the Marquis of Limitiello, was particularly noticeable for the way he twisted his lips into a smile.
'What is it? Why is it like this?'
It was at that moment that Brigitte was taken aback. Desmond II opened his mouth with the face of the Emperor, not his father.
“Arrest the Third Princess.”
“Oh, Father?!”
The captain and the deputy captain placed mana circuit restraints on Brigitte's wrists and grabbed her arms on both sides. Brigitte opened her eyes and pushed them away.
“What the heck! Oh, Father, you’re arresting me! How can you do this! First, please listen to what I have to say!”
“Hear it, but it’s useless.”
“No! Eve! Eve, has rebelled! Starting with Michaelis Agneto, the homunculus have rebelled...!”
“Brigette!”
Brigitte chewed her tongue, surprised by the outcry.
“Which safety lightly speaks the word treason!”
"Ha! That's your idea, I can see it! Do you think you're going to save the day that way? Or do you think you'll be able to drag anyone else down to the bottom with you? What in the world have you been eating?"
“No, I..."
"Shut up! You can't bring up Eve when you're in the position you're in! Your subject is a hero who saved the country! What is that, treason? You'd better keep your mouth shut!"
“Ah, Father...!”
“Take her to her quarters, no, to the dungeon! I don’t know if she’ll do something as shameful as this again!”
Desmond II turned away as if he didn't want to see the sight of her after exploding with anger.
Brigitte, meanwhile, was slapped in the face at the mention of prison, and she gritted her teeth in a desperate attempt to avoid being taken away by the knights.
"Oh, my God, a dungeon, you're sending me to jail?! This is nonsense. How can you do this to me? I came all the way to the West, single-handedly, and with all the hardships, for you and the Empire...!"
"..."
“My name is Brigitte Agnes Hadelramid, I am the Third Princess of the Empire, my mother is the Fourth Empress, and my uncle is the Marquis of Lamekal! You cannot do this to me!”
Desmond II just stood there with his palms covering his eyes as if he was depressed and didn't turn around.
Instead, Marquis Limitiello clicked his tongue and replied.
“You should have just approached us quietly. What makes you so confident that you want to appeal to us in front of us?”
“I am proud!”
“How shameless. Are you really acting like this because you don’t know why His Majesty is not protecting you this time and is ordering your arrest?”
“Didn’t I tell you that the desertion was a misunderstanding?”
“Oh, well, let’s give it a concession and say it was a misunderstanding. But desertion isn’t the issue right now, Your Highness.”
"What?!"
“Huh, you don’t get it? Well then, I should tell you.”
The next moment, the Marquis of Limitiello spoke without hiding his contempt and disgust.
“Her Royal Highness the Third Princess is currently under suspicion of involvement in a human trafficking cartel.”
Brigitte was shocked to the point of breathlessness.
“This, human trafficking...?”
“Yes. A week ago, a gift was delivered to the residence of our Privy Council members. I looked into it and found a lot of documents and ledgers investigating Your Highness's activities. Well, this old man is quite surprised at your resourcefulness. You sold a perfectly good potions merchant for political maneuvering and gave it to Chancellor Chansley. Apparently, you've given him detailed and meticulous instructions on the production of illegal drugs."
“That... That, that can’t be..."
“My, your face is pensive. Are you surprised that the evidence has been discovered? How surprised we must have been when we first heard of it since Your Highness is of this caliber. Even the Emperor was at a loss for words, unable to save Your Highness."
Brigitte just kept her eyes wide open and trembled all over.
She didn't have the presence of mind to say anything right now. All she could do was ask one question out of sheer madness.
“W, who the hell is that..."
“Usually, this kind of evidence is taken out when something goes wrong between close friends.”
“So who are you!”
“Who are you? This is Belteor.”
“Belteor...?!”
“No matter how much you hate Belteor, he was a powerful man in the south, so you kicked him out of the capital city by humiliating him like that. Tsk tsk..."
The Marquis of Limitiello had explained it, but Brigitte's premonition pointed otherwise.
Beltor has never been involved in the case, and more than anything, it was the resourceful Viscount Fritz who hid the evidence, including the ledger. It was impossible for someone as incompetent as Marquis Belteor to dig it up.
Brigitte instinctively realized that it was someone else's trick, borrowing only the name of Belteor.
'It's Evienrose. It's Evienrose! It's nonsense!'
Her eyes were bloodshot.
Her whole body trembled with uncontrollable anger.
At that moment, Desmond II, who was listening to the conversation between Brigitte and the Marquis of Limitiello, said something.
“Ugly thing.”
The contempt-filled slur seemed to freeze the hearts of those who heard it.
“Ah, Father! That’s not it, Eve is the axis of evil...!”
Of course, no one wanted to hear Brigitte's story.
“Oh my, what are you guys doing! We should hurry and bring Her Highness the Third Princess!”
“Hey, hey, Marquis of Limitiello!”
“Come on, go somewhere cool and cool your head!”
“Ahhh! Let go of me!”
Brigitte was dragged down the hallway like a load of luggage.
It was then that Count Tesilid, the prime minister, came running in from the other end of the corridor.
"Your Majesty!"
It was the first time that he, an elderly nobleman, had lost his dignity and run around the palace.
Of course, Count Tesilid had come with some good news.
“What is it, Prime Minister?”
“Her Highness the Seventh Princess has arrived at the palace! She is now on her way to the main palace!”
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Hi, can you fix the link for Chapter 149? I can't access it.
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