“It’s the West Palace. There are knights stationed near the West Palace, so I’ll show you the way, Your Majesty.”
When Linel landed on the terrace, the knight waiting below reported to him.
He mounted the horse he had prepared in advance and rode straight toward the West Palace.
He chose the path through the backyard fields rather than the garden path, where there were many obstacles along the way.
As the knight said, when he reached the West Palace, the knights stood guard in pairs here and there.
“Your Majesty.”
The knights who recognized him all bowed their heads.
Linel continued to ride past the knights and slowly stopped his horse in front of the place where the knights were gathered.
“The escaped assassin has just been surrounded. He is facing off with Commander Macrom behind the building.”
A knight heard the horse’s neigh and ran from behind the building to report to him.
Linel’s eyes took on a gleam.
He looked up at the building as he dismounted.
It was the palace where Pesilini’s residence was.
‘Why did the assassin flee to the West Palace, where the concubines’ residence was?’
Was he completely ignorant of the palace’s geography?
If he had seen a map of the palace even once, he would not have fled to the West Palace.
Zelda’s residence was close to the blacksmith shop, and the blacksmith shop was also close to the palace’s drawbridge.
If he wanted to escape the palace, he had to flee there.
“Your Majesty, are you here?”
As he went around the back of the building, Commander Macrom, who had been confronting the assassin, approached Linel.
There had been a physical altercation between the two, as Commander Macrom and the assassin’s clothes were covered in dirt.
Linel took off the robe he was wearing and threw it at Commander Macrom.
“Do you intend to confront him directly?”
“Yes.”
He replied, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.
Commander Macrom nodded once.
He had no reason to stop the Emperor, nor did he want to.
“Everyone, step back.”
At the command of Commander Macrom, the knights surrounding Prince Tesla took two or three steps back simultaneously, widening the distance.
'F*ck. If we keep going like this, we'll just end up losing!'
Prince Tesla was in a situation where he couldn't do anything as he watched Linel walking closer.
If Emperor Linel had only shown up in Zelda's bedroom five minutes later, everything would have gone smoothly.
No, if he had only come in one minute later, it would have been a success.
'Damn, I had a chance to kill Zelda and leisurely escape with the Avatar Sword!'
The route he took to escape with the Avatar Sword and the place he could hide it for the time being were both perfect.
He planned to hide the Avatar Sword in Pecilini's bedroom until he returned to the Kingdom of Shattonil.
If Zelda's entourage found out that she was dead and the Avatar Sword was gone, they would definitely search for the Avatar Sword, so he needed a safe place.
In that sense, Pecilini's residence was the perfect place.
Who would have thought that the incarnation sword would be in the residence of Pecilini, Emperor Linel’s concubine?
Everything was perfect up to this point, but this one minute was not enough.
‘Zelda is dead anyway!’
Prince Tesla concluded that she was dead.
A strange joy escaped his masked laughter.
‘Even if Emperor Linel catches me and kills me, at least I won’t be lonely.’
No, he couldn’t kill him right away.
Since he was the Prince of the Shattonil Kingdom, he had a high chance of being tried and executed according to procedure.
If he killed himself right here and there, Emperor Linel’s position would inevitably become awkward.
‘I’ll hold out until the end. If that doesn’t work out, I’ll have no choice but to reveal my identity.’
Prince Tesla finished his thoughts.
The Prince slightly raised his head and looked up at the window of Pecilini’s bedroom.
Pecilini was hiding behind the curtains, shedding tears.
‘Wait, did Pecilini confess to that bastard?’
A spark of doubt suddenly appeared in Prince Tesla's mind.
'Yes, that could have been it! Stupid woman, useless thing.'
Pecilini had been cold to him when he cried and begged to be taken to the Kingdom of Shattonil this time.
It was possible that she had harbored a grudge and had informed Emperor Linel of his plan in advance. He needed to please Pecilini until he returned to the Kingdom of Shattonil...
'No, no.'
Prince Tesla changed his mind.
'If he had, he would have known my true identity from the beginning.'
At this moment, Emperor Linel still seemed unaware of who he was.
In the meantime, Linel held out his palm to the knight standing nearby.
His gaze was focused on Prince Tesla, who was wearing a mask.
Prince Tesla took a step back, hesitated, and then quickly pulled out his sword from his waist. He took a defensive stance, holding the sword with both hands.
“I won’t ask who you are.”
As he swung his sword in the air, a sharp sound was heard, as if the wind was split in half.
“Asking questions... I’ll ask you right before your last breath.”
There was no compromise or mercy in Linel’s voice.
Clang-!
The moment the two swords clashed, Prince Tesla’s entire body snapped to the side.
“Huh?”
The force of the blades being pushed was so strong that Prince Tesla’s blade was torn in half like a piece of paper.
‘What, what is this punk!’
Prince Tesla, who had never sparred with Linel, was surprised by his strength and staggered around.
Before his staggering body could regain its position, Linel’s sword cut off Prince Tesla’s arm.
“Ah!”
“You’re joking too much. Your arm isn’t even cut off yet.”
When Linel landed on the terrace, the knight waiting below reported to him.
He mounted the horse he had prepared in advance and rode straight toward the West Palace.
He chose the path through the backyard fields rather than the garden path, where there were many obstacles along the way.
As the knight said, when he reached the West Palace, the knights stood guard in pairs here and there.
“Your Majesty.”
The knights who recognized him all bowed their heads.
Linel continued to ride past the knights and slowly stopped his horse in front of the place where the knights were gathered.
“The escaped assassin has just been surrounded. He is facing off with Commander Macrom behind the building.”
A knight heard the horse’s neigh and ran from behind the building to report to him.
Linel’s eyes took on a gleam.
He looked up at the building as he dismounted.
It was the palace where Pesilini’s residence was.
‘Why did the assassin flee to the West Palace, where the concubines’ residence was?’
Was he completely ignorant of the palace’s geography?
If he had seen a map of the palace even once, he would not have fled to the West Palace.
Zelda’s residence was close to the blacksmith shop, and the blacksmith shop was also close to the palace’s drawbridge.
If he wanted to escape the palace, he had to flee there.
“Your Majesty, are you here?”
As he went around the back of the building, Commander Macrom, who had been confronting the assassin, approached Linel.
There had been a physical altercation between the two, as Commander Macrom and the assassin’s clothes were covered in dirt.
Linel took off the robe he was wearing and threw it at Commander Macrom.
“Do you intend to confront him directly?”
“Yes.”
He replied, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.
Commander Macrom nodded once.
He had no reason to stop the Emperor, nor did he want to.
“Everyone, step back.”
At the command of Commander Macrom, the knights surrounding Prince Tesla took two or three steps back simultaneously, widening the distance.
'F*ck. If we keep going like this, we'll just end up losing!'
Prince Tesla was in a situation where he couldn't do anything as he watched Linel walking closer.
If Emperor Linel had only shown up in Zelda's bedroom five minutes later, everything would have gone smoothly.
No, if he had only come in one minute later, it would have been a success.
'Damn, I had a chance to kill Zelda and leisurely escape with the Avatar Sword!'
The route he took to escape with the Avatar Sword and the place he could hide it for the time being were both perfect.
He planned to hide the Avatar Sword in Pecilini's bedroom until he returned to the Kingdom of Shattonil.
If Zelda's entourage found out that she was dead and the Avatar Sword was gone, they would definitely search for the Avatar Sword, so he needed a safe place.
In that sense, Pecilini's residence was the perfect place.
Who would have thought that the incarnation sword would be in the residence of Pecilini, Emperor Linel’s concubine?
Everything was perfect up to this point, but this one minute was not enough.
‘Zelda is dead anyway!’
Prince Tesla concluded that she was dead.
A strange joy escaped his masked laughter.
‘Even if Emperor Linel catches me and kills me, at least I won’t be lonely.’
No, he couldn’t kill him right away.
Since he was the Prince of the Shattonil Kingdom, he had a high chance of being tried and executed according to procedure.
If he killed himself right here and there, Emperor Linel’s position would inevitably become awkward.
‘I’ll hold out until the end. If that doesn’t work out, I’ll have no choice but to reveal my identity.’
Prince Tesla finished his thoughts.
The Prince slightly raised his head and looked up at the window of Pecilini’s bedroom.
Pecilini was hiding behind the curtains, shedding tears.
‘Wait, did Pecilini confess to that bastard?’
A spark of doubt suddenly appeared in Prince Tesla's mind.
'Yes, that could have been it! Stupid woman, useless thing.'
Pecilini had been cold to him when he cried and begged to be taken to the Kingdom of Shattonil this time.
It was possible that she had harbored a grudge and had informed Emperor Linel of his plan in advance. He needed to please Pecilini until he returned to the Kingdom of Shattonil...
'No, no.'
Prince Tesla changed his mind.
'If he had, he would have known my true identity from the beginning.'
At this moment, Emperor Linel still seemed unaware of who he was.
In the meantime, Linel held out his palm to the knight standing nearby.
His gaze was focused on Prince Tesla, who was wearing a mask.
Prince Tesla took a step back, hesitated, and then quickly pulled out his sword from his waist. He took a defensive stance, holding the sword with both hands.
“I won’t ask who you are.”
As he swung his sword in the air, a sharp sound was heard, as if the wind was split in half.
“Asking questions... I’ll ask you right before your last breath.”
There was no compromise or mercy in Linel’s voice.
Clang-!
The moment the two swords clashed, Prince Tesla’s entire body snapped to the side.
“Huh?”
The force of the blades being pushed was so strong that Prince Tesla’s blade was torn in half like a piece of paper.
‘What, what is this punk!’
Prince Tesla, who had never sparred with Linel, was surprised by his strength and staggered around.
Before his staggering body could regain its position, Linel’s sword cut off Prince Tesla’s arm.
“Ah!”
“You’re joking too much. Your arm isn’t even cut off yet.”
Just as Prince Tesla was about to quickly move his sword to his other hand, Linel cut off the Lrince’s other arm as if he had been waiting for it.
Prince Tesla groaned and dropped his sword after being cut on both arms by the sharp blade.
The moment Prince Tesla, who had been looking around, turned his back to run away, Linel lowered his body and cut both of the Prince’s shins.
Both of Prince Tesla’s knees buckled at the same time, and he fell forward.
The Prince writhed in pain as his limbs were deeply cut by the blade.
Several of the knights around him frowned, but Linel didn’t even blink.
His expression was still consumed by anger.
“Ugh.”
“The sound of your screams is quite annoying. You’d better be quiet before I cut off your vocal cords.”
“Ugh!”
Linel slapped Prince Tesla’s stomach with the toe of his shoe and flipped him over.
His foot crushed Prince Tesla’s throat.
“Keep, keeek!”
Prince Tesla flailed his feet as if he were choking.
But he ignored him and put more force into his feet.
When Prince Tesla began to vomit, Linel slowly pulled away and asked quietly, bending down.
“Who are you? The one who sent you to her place?”
“...”
Prince Tesla could only groan and could not say anything.
Linel smiled wickedly as if he had expected this.
“If you don’t speak, there’s no use for your tongue.”
He turned his wrist and raised the tip of his sword in front of Prince Tesla’s mouth.
“I’ve asked you three times before I kill assassins like you. But I can’t do that today.”
The eerie aura emanating from his blue eyes made even the knights around him hold their breath.
“After your tongue is torn to shreds and you can no longer speak, use your hands to kill the person who requested the assassination on this dirt floor. If you refuse, then you won’t need to wear your wrists.”
It wasn’t just a word to scare him.
Linel mercilessly lowered the tip of his sword toward Prince Tesla’s mouth.
At that moment, Prince Tesla turned his head to the side, took off his mask, and shouted.
“It’s me, Your Majesty! I’m Prince Tesla!!”
“!”
Linel’s expression suddenly hardened as he confirmed Prince Tesla’s face under his feet.
Commander Macrom, who was behind him, also hurriedly ran over to confirm Prince Tesla’s face.
“Please, please be generous! Please spare me, Your Majesty!”
Prince Tesla knelt down and bowed his head to the ground.
“Tesla, why are you...?”
Linel’s expression, which had been filled with questions, gradually changed.
He didn’t finish his words.
When his memories returned to Zelda's quarters, Prince Tesla's atrocities suddenly came to mind.
Not only did he use Zelda as a proxy Empress, but he also put a drug that made pregnancy impossible into the magic potion she was taking to cover up her burn scars.
Fortunately, she didn't take the magic potion Prince Tesla gave her, but this was unforgivable.
Linel aimed the tip of his sword at Prince Tesla's heart.
"I will cut out your heart and throw it in the direction of the Kingdom of Shattonil!"
"No, Your Majesty!"
Raphael, who had belatedly followed the Emperor from Zelda’s residence, hung onto his arm without even having a moment to catch his breath.
Raphael, with all his strength, asked Commander Macrom for help, but the captain seemed unwilling to stop Linel.
Raphael had no choice but to appeal to Linel alone.
“If you kill him without any procedure, it will cause you a lot of headaches.”
“What procedure do we need for this filthy brat!”
“Even if he’s a filthy brat, he’s not a filthy brat of our empire. There’s no need to bring unnecessary trouble upon yourself. After all, you can’t avoid the punishment anyway!”
Linel looked down as if lost in thought for a moment, then looked down at Prince Tesla and said.
“...That’s right, we shouldn’t kill him here. It doesn’t make sense to let him go like this.”
Linel threw his sword on the floor.
Prince Tesla, who was sitting on the floor, slumped his shoulders in relief at having saved his life.
He threw away his sword and turned around halfway, then turned around again at incredible speed and punched Prince Tesla in the face.
"Ugh!”
Prince Tesla fell sideways and fainted.
His teeth fell out of his gaping mouth.
“Put him in prison. I will interrogate him myself when the sun rises.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
While Linel went out to capture Prince Tesla, Magic Tower Lord examined my wound.
“How severe is the pain? Do you still have difficulty exhaling?”
“No. For a few seconds after the incarnation sword was inserted, I really felt like I was going to die, but it gradually got better. Now, it feels like a minor injury.”
Magic Tower Lord nodded, closed his eyes, and slowly scanned my body with both hands in the air.
“The energy flowing through your body is flowing smoothly again.”
“Thank goodness.”
“It seems that the imprinting was done properly. However, you did something really dangerous and reckless. Do you understand?”
Magic Tower Lord scolded me in a calm tone.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you in advance.”
“The reason you didn’t consult me... I think I understand.”
Magic Tower Lord shook his head with a bitter smile. He continued speaking in a voice that seemed more guilty than resentful.
“You probably don’t believe me. I understand. Even if I were Empress, I would have done the same.”
I couldn’t say no.
I thought about consulting Magic Tower Lord in advance before the imprint with the Incarnation Sword, but I was troubled by Magic Tower Lord's confession to me.
He had tried to use the power of the Incarnation Sword through me.
I knew that Magic Tower Lord had a special attachment to the Incarnation Sword, so I couldn’t share this plan.
I had decided that it wouldn’t hurt to be careful, but now that things have turned out this way, I feel a little sorry.
“Magic Tower Lord, I don’t feel comfortable calling me Your Majesty the Empress.”
“I’m sorry. I should call you Your Highness, but like Sharon, I don’t like to say it.”
“Then please call me by my name.”
“...Are you serious?”
Magic Tower Lord asked in surprise.
“Yes, I would appreciate it.”
In fact, Magic Tower Lord had much more to be thankful for.
Allowing him a name also meant that we would maintain our friendship in the future.
“I wonder if I deserve that... Is that okay...”
Magic Tower Lord lowered his head as if he had committed a great sin against me.
“You cured my evil energy, and the Tebello Empire gave me plenty of magic potions, so I’m taking them well. And the incarnation, and the incarnation sword... I’m sorry for many things that I didn’t mean to do.”
Magic Tower Lord shook his head at my words.
“No. It’s okay because I realized that it wasn’t mine to begin with. No, it’s getting better. But can’t we share a friendship?”
“Then please call me by my name from now on. I think that will make me feel better.”
Prince Tesla groaned and dropped his sword after being cut on both arms by the sharp blade.
The moment Prince Tesla, who had been looking around, turned his back to run away, Linel lowered his body and cut both of the Prince’s shins.
Both of Prince Tesla’s knees buckled at the same time, and he fell forward.
The Prince writhed in pain as his limbs were deeply cut by the blade.
Several of the knights around him frowned, but Linel didn’t even blink.
His expression was still consumed by anger.
“Ugh.”
“The sound of your screams is quite annoying. You’d better be quiet before I cut off your vocal cords.”
“Ugh!”
Linel slapped Prince Tesla’s stomach with the toe of his shoe and flipped him over.
His foot crushed Prince Tesla’s throat.
“Keep, keeek!”
Prince Tesla flailed his feet as if he were choking.
But he ignored him and put more force into his feet.
When Prince Tesla began to vomit, Linel slowly pulled away and asked quietly, bending down.
“Who are you? The one who sent you to her place?”
“...”
Prince Tesla could only groan and could not say anything.
Linel smiled wickedly as if he had expected this.
“If you don’t speak, there’s no use for your tongue.”
He turned his wrist and raised the tip of his sword in front of Prince Tesla’s mouth.
“I’ve asked you three times before I kill assassins like you. But I can’t do that today.”
The eerie aura emanating from his blue eyes made even the knights around him hold their breath.
“After your tongue is torn to shreds and you can no longer speak, use your hands to kill the person who requested the assassination on this dirt floor. If you refuse, then you won’t need to wear your wrists.”
It wasn’t just a word to scare him.
Linel mercilessly lowered the tip of his sword toward Prince Tesla’s mouth.
At that moment, Prince Tesla turned his head to the side, took off his mask, and shouted.
“It’s me, Your Majesty! I’m Prince Tesla!!”
“!”
Linel’s expression suddenly hardened as he confirmed Prince Tesla’s face under his feet.
Commander Macrom, who was behind him, also hurriedly ran over to confirm Prince Tesla’s face.
“Please, please be generous! Please spare me, Your Majesty!”
Prince Tesla knelt down and bowed his head to the ground.
“Tesla, why are you...?”
Linel’s expression, which had been filled with questions, gradually changed.
He didn’t finish his words.
When his memories returned to Zelda's quarters, Prince Tesla's atrocities suddenly came to mind.
Not only did he use Zelda as a proxy Empress, but he also put a drug that made pregnancy impossible into the magic potion she was taking to cover up her burn scars.
Fortunately, she didn't take the magic potion Prince Tesla gave her, but this was unforgivable.
Linel aimed the tip of his sword at Prince Tesla's heart.
"I will cut out your heart and throw it in the direction of the Kingdom of Shattonil!"
"No, Your Majesty!"
Raphael, who had belatedly followed the Emperor from Zelda’s residence, hung onto his arm without even having a moment to catch his breath.
Raphael, with all his strength, asked Commander Macrom for help, but the captain seemed unwilling to stop Linel.
Raphael had no choice but to appeal to Linel alone.
“If you kill him without any procedure, it will cause you a lot of headaches.”
“What procedure do we need for this filthy brat!”
“Even if he’s a filthy brat, he’s not a filthy brat of our empire. There’s no need to bring unnecessary trouble upon yourself. After all, you can’t avoid the punishment anyway!”
Linel looked down as if lost in thought for a moment, then looked down at Prince Tesla and said.
“...That’s right, we shouldn’t kill him here. It doesn’t make sense to let him go like this.”
Linel threw his sword on the floor.
Prince Tesla, who was sitting on the floor, slumped his shoulders in relief at having saved his life.
He threw away his sword and turned around halfway, then turned around again at incredible speed and punched Prince Tesla in the face.
"Ugh!”
Prince Tesla fell sideways and fainted.
His teeth fell out of his gaping mouth.
“Put him in prison. I will interrogate him myself when the sun rises.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
***
While Linel went out to capture Prince Tesla, Magic Tower Lord examined my wound.
“How severe is the pain? Do you still have difficulty exhaling?”
“No. For a few seconds after the incarnation sword was inserted, I really felt like I was going to die, but it gradually got better. Now, it feels like a minor injury.”
Magic Tower Lord nodded, closed his eyes, and slowly scanned my body with both hands in the air.
“The energy flowing through your body is flowing smoothly again.”
“Thank goodness.”
“It seems that the imprinting was done properly. However, you did something really dangerous and reckless. Do you understand?”
Magic Tower Lord scolded me in a calm tone.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you in advance.”
“The reason you didn’t consult me... I think I understand.”
Magic Tower Lord shook his head with a bitter smile. He continued speaking in a voice that seemed more guilty than resentful.
“You probably don’t believe me. I understand. Even if I were Empress, I would have done the same.”
I couldn’t say no.
I thought about consulting Magic Tower Lord in advance before the imprint with the Incarnation Sword, but I was troubled by Magic Tower Lord's confession to me.
He had tried to use the power of the Incarnation Sword through me.
I knew that Magic Tower Lord had a special attachment to the Incarnation Sword, so I couldn’t share this plan.
I had decided that it wouldn’t hurt to be careful, but now that things have turned out this way, I feel a little sorry.
“Magic Tower Lord, I don’t feel comfortable calling me Your Majesty the Empress.”
“I’m sorry. I should call you Your Highness, but like Sharon, I don’t like to say it.”
“Then please call me by my name.”
“...Are you serious?”
Magic Tower Lord asked in surprise.
“Yes, I would appreciate it.”
In fact, Magic Tower Lord had much more to be thankful for.
Allowing him a name also meant that we would maintain our friendship in the future.
“I wonder if I deserve that... Is that okay...”
Magic Tower Lord lowered his head as if he had committed a great sin against me.
“You cured my evil energy, and the Tebello Empire gave me plenty of magic potions, so I’m taking them well. And the incarnation, and the incarnation sword... I’m sorry for many things that I didn’t mean to do.”
Magic Tower Lord shook his head at my words.
“No. It’s okay because I realized that it wasn’t mine to begin with. No, it’s getting better. But can’t we share a friendship?”
“Then please call me by my name from now on. I think that will make me feel better.”
“Then I will do that from now on, Lady Zelda...”
Even though he had only called me by my name, Magic Tower Lord seemed at a loss, as if she had confessed her love.
I quickly changed the subject.
“Oh, by the way, there’s also the matter of the wyvern... Moiya.”
“The wyvern also reacts to someone with the power of fire, so it’s natural for it to serve you, Lady Zelda.”
Magic Tower Lord, who had been responding seriously, chuckled and continued speaking.
“And if I had known that Moiya would be born from the wyvern egg I had, I would have thrown it away a long time ago.”
Magic Tower Lord's words, which felt sincere, made me burst into laughter.
“Ahh...”
My heart was pounding.
“Lady Zelda didn’t just take my heart,”
Magic Tower Lord muttered as if joking.
I laughed even louder because I felt sorry for no reason.
But it ended up being like teasing Magic Tower Lord.
“I’m sorry, if you were about 100 years younger, I would have considered it.”
I said that to ease the awkwardness, but looking at Magic Tower Lord's expression, it seemed like I slipped up again.
But it’s not like he's going to cry, right?
Magic Tower Lord spoke to me very affectionately with moist eyes.
“You should refrain from laughing loudly for the time being. I’ll go to Magic Tower Lord and make medicine that helps heal wounds quickly.”
“Aside from laughing, what else should she be careful about?”
I heard Linel’s voice behind the Magic Tower Lord.
He was leaning against the bedroom door.
“Huh? When did you come?”
I smiled at him as I lifted my back from the headboard.
“Since Magic Tower Lord said ‘Lady Zelda.”
For some reason, his expression was unusual.
“That’s because I gave him permission to call me that. He keeps calling me Your Majesty the Empress...”
“Who said that?”
He walked towards the bed.
“What happened to the assassin?”
Magic Tower Lord asked him. Magic Tower Lord had also heard from me a little while ago that the assassin was Prince Tesla.
“Commander Macrom is outside, so go ask him.”
Linel pointed to the bedroom door with his finger.
“Yes? Oh, yes... Your Majesty.”
“Then, Magic Tower Lord, you should go out now.”
His finger was pointed at me this time.
“Lady Zelda, you should go to bed now.”
“?”
Why are you suddenly using formal language?
Could it be that you are jealous of Magic Tower Lord right now?
Even though he had only called me by my name, Magic Tower Lord seemed at a loss, as if she had confessed her love.
I quickly changed the subject.
“Oh, by the way, there’s also the matter of the wyvern... Moiya.”
“The wyvern also reacts to someone with the power of fire, so it’s natural for it to serve you, Lady Zelda.”
Magic Tower Lord, who had been responding seriously, chuckled and continued speaking.
“And if I had known that Moiya would be born from the wyvern egg I had, I would have thrown it away a long time ago.”
Magic Tower Lord's words, which felt sincere, made me burst into laughter.
“Ahh...”
My heart was pounding.
“Lady Zelda didn’t just take my heart,”
Magic Tower Lord muttered as if joking.
I laughed even louder because I felt sorry for no reason.
But it ended up being like teasing Magic Tower Lord.
“I’m sorry, if you were about 100 years younger, I would have considered it.”
I said that to ease the awkwardness, but looking at Magic Tower Lord's expression, it seemed like I slipped up again.
But it’s not like he's going to cry, right?
Magic Tower Lord spoke to me very affectionately with moist eyes.
“You should refrain from laughing loudly for the time being. I’ll go to Magic Tower Lord and make medicine that helps heal wounds quickly.”
“Aside from laughing, what else should she be careful about?”
I heard Linel’s voice behind the Magic Tower Lord.
He was leaning against the bedroom door.
“Huh? When did you come?”
I smiled at him as I lifted my back from the headboard.
“Since Magic Tower Lord said ‘Lady Zelda.”
For some reason, his expression was unusual.
“That’s because I gave him permission to call me that. He keeps calling me Your Majesty the Empress...”
“Who said that?”
He walked towards the bed.
“What happened to the assassin?”
Magic Tower Lord asked him. Magic Tower Lord had also heard from me a little while ago that the assassin was Prince Tesla.
“Commander Macrom is outside, so go ask him.”
Linel pointed to the bedroom door with his finger.
“Yes? Oh, yes... Your Majesty.”
“Then, Magic Tower Lord, you should go out now.”
His finger was pointed at me this time.
“Lady Zelda, you should go to bed now.”
“?”
Why are you suddenly using formal language?
Could it be that you are jealous of Magic Tower Lord right now?
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