“Ohhh!”
Not only Desmond II but also the five Privy Council members immediately welcomed the news.
The Privy Council members, including the Marquis of Limitiello and the Count of Rhinedel, exchanged encouraging words.
“The hero has finally returned! The nobles have been waiting for days, craning their necks, since dawn to enter the palace for today.”
“I wonder if Her Highness is surprised by the grand welcoming procession. Hehehe!”
“Hahaha. It’s not just the welcoming procession. The protocol department laid out flowers all along the path from the southern villa where the portal was installed to the main palace. Our Highness the 7th Princess should only walk on a flower path.”
“Wow! Anyway, the protocol guys know a thing or two. They’re really good at their jobs.”
Desmond II also wanted to speak, so the corners of his mouth twitched. However, he had the Emperor's dignity in mind, so he nodded politely.
It was then that the Prime Minister appropriately intervened in the never-ending chatter of the legislators.
“Come on, this shouldn’t be happening. We should hurry up and go greet the hero... Oh! She's already arrived at the main palace! I can see the 7th princess outside the window!”
“What?! Where, where?!”
At that moment, Desmond II forgot all about his politeness and stood pressed against the window.
The corridor where Desmond II and the ministers were was on the second floor. He could see the welcoming procession on both sides and the flower-carpeted path at a glance. Thanks to this, Desmond II could easily find Eve, who was walking ahead of the knight commanders.
“Eve..."
It was when Desmond II unconsciously mentioned his daughter's name.
As if Eve had heard her father's voice, she looked up and found Desmond II.
And then she smiled and bowed slightly.
Desmond II's eyes filled with pride and sadness.
“You’re great, you’re great..."
The Privy Council members and the Prime Minister looked quietly and kindly as if they understood the Emperor.
Desmond II shouted loudly.
“The hero of the empire has returned! Prepare a feast so magnificent that everyone in the banquet halls of the palace can eat and drink all night long! Then open the two imperial treasuries and distribute them to the people of the imperial capital! In particular, distribute food generously to the slums and provide relief in the name of the Seventh Princess!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
It was a festive atmosphere even greater than the founding of the country.
It was then that someone broke the warm atmosphere in the hallway.
“Huh! Your Highness the Third Princess!”
Brigitte pushed the knights who were escorting her away with her body and ran to the window. She looked for Eve with her blazing eyes. And their eyes met.
Eve's face, so calm that it seemed indescribable, drove Brigitte madder and madder.
“Because of you...! Because of you, I...!”
“You can't do this, Your Highness, let's go clear your head!”
“I can’t let this go...! Aaaah!”
The knights grabbed Brigitte's wounded shoulder and pulled her away from the window. Brigitte struggled against the pain. The knights struggled to help her, knowing they were royalty.
Desmond II looked so disgusted by the sight that he almost cringed.
Perhaps because they thought it wouldn't work, the wizards came forward and used a magical device to cover Brigitte's mouth and bind her body.
Just as the situation was starting to settle down, someone appeared from across the hallway.
“Father, I’m back.”
“Oh, Eve!”
Eve arrived at the second-floor hallway with the knight commanders in tow.
'Evienrose!'
Brigitte looked up at Eve with bloodshot eyes. But Eve didn't even glance at Brigitte. Instead, she subtly spoke to the knights.
“My sister hurt her shoulder, so be careful when taking care of her.”
“What? Betty got hurt?”
As expected, Desmond II reacted immediately. His eyes wavered as if a pitiful denial was raising its head. Of course, he had not tried to make it have this kind of negative effect.
Eve calmly revealed the truth.
“Yes. She hurt herself to frame me for trying to kill her.”
Everyone listening, including Desmond II, held their breath.
“Huh?! Ugh! Ugh!”
The person who was most embarrassed by the calm revelation was definitely Brigitte. She wanted to say something in defense, but her voice was sealed by the restraint around her neck.
She looked at Desmond II with a desperate look in her eyes, begging for him to let her go. However, the shocked Desmond II just froze stiffly.
Fortunately, the prime minister quickly came to his senses and stepped forward.
“What, what on earth is going on? Please explain in detail, Your Highness the 7th Princess.”
“As I reported earlier, the Ambroxa was defeated before the rearguard arrived. My sister... I know it may be presumptuous of me to ask, but it seems that as soon as she realized that she had missed her chance to make a military contribution, she wanted to get rid of me.”
“Huh?! I, I’m getting rid of you!”
“She approached me, saying she had something important to tell me, and took my voice away. She didn’t let me cast my spells or give orders, and then she cut her shoulder. She declared in front of the entire army that I was possessed by a demonic dragon and tried to kill her, and she tried to execute me on the spot with her authority as commander. Fortunately, I was able to regain my voice with the purifying power of the World Tree staff, and I was able to avoid an extreme situation.”
“Ah, no! That can’t be! How could you, blinded by military service, treat your own blood-related sister...!”
Not only the chancellor but also the Privy Council members were in an uproar. The Marquis of Limitiello and the Count of Rhinedel immediately intervened.
"Wait, let me get one thing straight in this long line of shockers. The Third Princess has replaced the Seventh Princess as Commander-in-Chief?"
"This is ridiculous. The Commander-in-Chief is the Seventh Princess, and even if you're the Third Princess, this is a clear sub-par award!"
Another violation of Brigitte's military code was added.
Eve continued, lowering her eyes bitterly.
“I'd like to believe that her behavior was a momentary mistake, but I see that she's prepared thoroughly, even down to the tongue-paralyzing magic stone.”
No one could have predicted Eve's cloudy afterword. The air in the hallway suddenly became heavy.
Meanwhile, the expression on Desmond II's face, who remained silent, became colder and harder than ever.
Eve watched the scene with sunken eyes.
'What are you going to do, Father? Are you going to protect Brigitte again this time?'
Enough with the verbal appeal. Now all that remained was Desmond II's decision.
Desmond II has been involved with Brigitte once or twice.
In fact, when the Privy Councilor presented evidence of the human trafficking cartel's involvement, Desmond II had already ordered silence.
That's why Brigitte's ugly truth has not yet been revealed to the media.
Desmond II's special protection of Brigitte was not a problem felt only by Eve. The Prime Minister and the Privy Council members also paid attention to what kind of paternal love he would show.
Meanwhile, Desmond II was looking down at Brigitte with his mouth tightly shut.
“Ugh, ugh...!”
Desmond II saw Brigitte's rambling, muttering incoherent words. The sight was truly...
'How ugly and detestable! Is that really my bloodline?'
It was clear that this was a plot to once again frame Eve against him, the Emperor, after failing to seize Eve's command and military merits and fleeing.
As he thought about this, Desmond II felt anger rising inside him. His teeth chattered on their own.
“Eve.”
“Yes, Father.”
“So, she tried to kill you?”
“She has given this order to all the troops. Many have heard of it. Call in anyone and ask them what they think.”
Desmond II saw Brigitte again.
“Bridgette..."
The voice that spoke the name was close to a spitting, snarling sound.
A roar of anger erupted at Brigitte, who was startled.
“This just won’t work! It’s the joyous day of Eve’s return, so I was going to hold off on dealing with ugly and wicked things for the time being...!”
That's right. Desmond II didn't really intend to cover up Brigitte by keeping quiet about her involvement in the human trafficking cartel. He was just being careful, as a parent would want his child who committed a crime to return safely.
As Eve opened her eyes wide in surprise and Brigitte trembled with an unprecedented sense of foreboding, Desmond II declared in a booming voice.
“In three days, as soon as the sun rises, the Third Princess will be brought to trial! Her charges are: slander against the Seventh Princess, treason, and desertion! She is also an accomplice in human trafficking and manufacturing drugs using black alchemy! Investigate each and every one of her other crimes! I will be the one to take care of it!”
It was an environment that was hard to believe would exist in the imperial palace, known as the sacred place of magic and alchemy. The idea was that there was no need for even sinners to receive the benefits of civilization.
Today marks the second day since Brigitte began living with mice, bugs, and fleas.
There was no way that the Third Princess of the empire, who was treated only with good and precious things, could endure such a poor environment that was worse than that of the poor.
She couldn't stay still for even a moment, shaking the iron bars and scratching the walls. Since yesterday, she even took off the restraints around her neck and screamed freely.
“Father! Let me see my Father! I have something to tell my Father! It’s a matter of the survival of the royal family!”
Of course, the guards didn't even look in unless it was mealtime. That was a regular occurrence.
“Damn it!”
Kwaaang
The poor iron bars screamed at Brigitte's kick.
It was then that Brigitte's ears perked up. She heard footsteps.
“Oh, Father?!”
Brigitte smiled and pressed herself against the bars. However, the person who came to see her was not what she had expected.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you. It’s me, Sister.”
Not only Desmond II but also the five Privy Council members immediately welcomed the news.
The Privy Council members, including the Marquis of Limitiello and the Count of Rhinedel, exchanged encouraging words.
“The hero has finally returned! The nobles have been waiting for days, craning their necks, since dawn to enter the palace for today.”
“I wonder if Her Highness is surprised by the grand welcoming procession. Hehehe!”
“Hahaha. It’s not just the welcoming procession. The protocol department laid out flowers all along the path from the southern villa where the portal was installed to the main palace. Our Highness the 7th Princess should only walk on a flower path.”
“Wow! Anyway, the protocol guys know a thing or two. They’re really good at their jobs.”
Desmond II also wanted to speak, so the corners of his mouth twitched. However, he had the Emperor's dignity in mind, so he nodded politely.
It was then that the Prime Minister appropriately intervened in the never-ending chatter of the legislators.
“Come on, this shouldn’t be happening. We should hurry up and go greet the hero... Oh! She's already arrived at the main palace! I can see the 7th princess outside the window!”
“What?! Where, where?!”
At that moment, Desmond II forgot all about his politeness and stood pressed against the window.
The corridor where Desmond II and the ministers were was on the second floor. He could see the welcoming procession on both sides and the flower-carpeted path at a glance. Thanks to this, Desmond II could easily find Eve, who was walking ahead of the knight commanders.
“Eve..."
It was when Desmond II unconsciously mentioned his daughter's name.
As if Eve had heard her father's voice, she looked up and found Desmond II.
And then she smiled and bowed slightly.
Desmond II's eyes filled with pride and sadness.
“You’re great, you’re great..."
The Privy Council members and the Prime Minister looked quietly and kindly as if they understood the Emperor.
Desmond II shouted loudly.
“The hero of the empire has returned! Prepare a feast so magnificent that everyone in the banquet halls of the palace can eat and drink all night long! Then open the two imperial treasuries and distribute them to the people of the imperial capital! In particular, distribute food generously to the slums and provide relief in the name of the Seventh Princess!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
It was a festive atmosphere even greater than the founding of the country.
It was then that someone broke the warm atmosphere in the hallway.
“Huh! Your Highness the Third Princess!”
Brigitte pushed the knights who were escorting her away with her body and ran to the window. She looked for Eve with her blazing eyes. And their eyes met.
Eve's face, so calm that it seemed indescribable, drove Brigitte madder and madder.
“Because of you...! Because of you, I...!”
“You can't do this, Your Highness, let's go clear your head!”
“I can’t let this go...! Aaaah!”
The knights grabbed Brigitte's wounded shoulder and pulled her away from the window. Brigitte struggled against the pain. The knights struggled to help her, knowing they were royalty.
Desmond II looked so disgusted by the sight that he almost cringed.
Perhaps because they thought it wouldn't work, the wizards came forward and used a magical device to cover Brigitte's mouth and bind her body.
Just as the situation was starting to settle down, someone appeared from across the hallway.
“Father, I’m back.”
“Oh, Eve!”
Eve arrived at the second-floor hallway with the knight commanders in tow.
'Evienrose!'
Brigitte looked up at Eve with bloodshot eyes. But Eve didn't even glance at Brigitte. Instead, she subtly spoke to the knights.
“My sister hurt her shoulder, so be careful when taking care of her.”
“What? Betty got hurt?”
As expected, Desmond II reacted immediately. His eyes wavered as if a pitiful denial was raising its head. Of course, he had not tried to make it have this kind of negative effect.
Eve calmly revealed the truth.
“Yes. She hurt herself to frame me for trying to kill her.”
Everyone listening, including Desmond II, held their breath.
“Huh?! Ugh! Ugh!”
The person who was most embarrassed by the calm revelation was definitely Brigitte. She wanted to say something in defense, but her voice was sealed by the restraint around her neck.
She looked at Desmond II with a desperate look in her eyes, begging for him to let her go. However, the shocked Desmond II just froze stiffly.
Fortunately, the prime minister quickly came to his senses and stepped forward.
“What, what on earth is going on? Please explain in detail, Your Highness the 7th Princess.”
“As I reported earlier, the Ambroxa was defeated before the rearguard arrived. My sister... I know it may be presumptuous of me to ask, but it seems that as soon as she realized that she had missed her chance to make a military contribution, she wanted to get rid of me.”
“Huh?! I, I’m getting rid of you!”
“She approached me, saying she had something important to tell me, and took my voice away. She didn’t let me cast my spells or give orders, and then she cut her shoulder. She declared in front of the entire army that I was possessed by a demonic dragon and tried to kill her, and she tried to execute me on the spot with her authority as commander. Fortunately, I was able to regain my voice with the purifying power of the World Tree staff, and I was able to avoid an extreme situation.”
“Ah, no! That can’t be! How could you, blinded by military service, treat your own blood-related sister...!”
Not only the chancellor but also the Privy Council members were in an uproar. The Marquis of Limitiello and the Count of Rhinedel immediately intervened.
"Wait, let me get one thing straight in this long line of shockers. The Third Princess has replaced the Seventh Princess as Commander-in-Chief?"
"This is ridiculous. The Commander-in-Chief is the Seventh Princess, and even if you're the Third Princess, this is a clear sub-par award!"
Another violation of Brigitte's military code was added.
Eve continued, lowering her eyes bitterly.
“I'd like to believe that her behavior was a momentary mistake, but I see that she's prepared thoroughly, even down to the tongue-paralyzing magic stone.”
No one could have predicted Eve's cloudy afterword. The air in the hallway suddenly became heavy.
Meanwhile, the expression on Desmond II's face, who remained silent, became colder and harder than ever.
Eve watched the scene with sunken eyes.
'What are you going to do, Father? Are you going to protect Brigitte again this time?'
Enough with the verbal appeal. Now all that remained was Desmond II's decision.
Desmond II has been involved with Brigitte once or twice.
In fact, when the Privy Councilor presented evidence of the human trafficking cartel's involvement, Desmond II had already ordered silence.
That's why Brigitte's ugly truth has not yet been revealed to the media.
Desmond II's special protection of Brigitte was not a problem felt only by Eve. The Prime Minister and the Privy Council members also paid attention to what kind of paternal love he would show.
Meanwhile, Desmond II was looking down at Brigitte with his mouth tightly shut.
“Ugh, ugh...!”
Desmond II saw Brigitte's rambling, muttering incoherent words. The sight was truly...
'How ugly and detestable! Is that really my bloodline?'
It was clear that this was a plot to once again frame Eve against him, the Emperor, after failing to seize Eve's command and military merits and fleeing.
As he thought about this, Desmond II felt anger rising inside him. His teeth chattered on their own.
“Eve.”
“Yes, Father.”
“So, she tried to kill you?”
“She has given this order to all the troops. Many have heard of it. Call in anyone and ask them what they think.”
Desmond II saw Brigitte again.
“Bridgette..."
The voice that spoke the name was close to a spitting, snarling sound.
A roar of anger erupted at Brigitte, who was startled.
“This just won’t work! It’s the joyous day of Eve’s return, so I was going to hold off on dealing with ugly and wicked things for the time being...!”
That's right. Desmond II didn't really intend to cover up Brigitte by keeping quiet about her involvement in the human trafficking cartel. He was just being careful, as a parent would want his child who committed a crime to return safely.
As Eve opened her eyes wide in surprise and Brigitte trembled with an unprecedented sense of foreboding, Desmond II declared in a booming voice.
“In three days, as soon as the sun rises, the Third Princess will be brought to trial! Her charges are: slander against the Seventh Princess, treason, and desertion! She is also an accomplice in human trafficking and manufacturing drugs using black alchemy! Investigate each and every one of her other crimes! I will be the one to take care of it!”
It was an environment that was hard to believe would exist in the imperial palace, known as the sacred place of magic and alchemy. The idea was that there was no need for even sinners to receive the benefits of civilization.
Today marks the second day since Brigitte began living with mice, bugs, and fleas.
There was no way that the Third Princess of the empire, who was treated only with good and precious things, could endure such a poor environment that was worse than that of the poor.
She couldn't stay still for even a moment, shaking the iron bars and scratching the walls. Since yesterday, she even took off the restraints around her neck and screamed freely.
“Father! Let me see my Father! I have something to tell my Father! It’s a matter of the survival of the royal family!”
Of course, the guards didn't even look in unless it was mealtime. That was a regular occurrence.
“Damn it!”
Kwaaang
The poor iron bars screamed at Brigitte's kick.
It was then that Brigitte's ears perked up. She heard footsteps.
“Oh, Father?!”
Brigitte smiled and pressed herself against the bars. However, the person who came to see her was not what she had expected.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you. It’s me, Sister.”
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