“I would appreciate it if you could keep this a secret from Lady Hayley until the matter is over.”
Shish smiled brightly, and the Crown Prince shook his head as if he couldn't believe it.
Her silver hair, which seemed to be untainted by a single speck of dust, shone brilliantly in the sunlight streaming in through the window.
"Nut!"
“She's a sensitive person, so I don’t want to worry her.”
When Shish expressed his concern for the woman, the Crown Prince nodded as if he had no choice.
After bowing, Shish left the Crown Prince's palace and set foot not on the road leading to the Ministry of the Interior, but on the narrow path leading to the uninhabited villa.
The long legs that had been crossing the road without hesitation gradually slowed down.
The wooden box in his hand began to weigh on Shish, and his gait became increasingly unsteady. He had deliberately chosen a less crowded path, so no one was surprised to see him like this.
Just like that day when he accidentally overheard her lover confessing to someone else, Shish eventually collapsed on the floor.
“That’s really not like me.”
He burst out laughing.
People's hearts change.
Retri's mind can also change.
If he sends the Crown Prince away as if he had died in an accident and stays by her side, won't an opportunity come someday?
This time, he's going to try a different approach. Maybe even act like a Crown Prince.
“-Damn it!”
Shish threw down the box he was holding.
Just thinking about Retei shedding tears over the Crown Prince's death made it hard to breathe.
“I can’t let you go. I can never let you go.”
One day, he might lose his temper and kill the Crown Prince.
By disobeying his master's orders, he ends up killing the person she loves.
If you cry again.
“I can’t stand it when you make that face because of me...”
The woman who usually rolled her eyes and avoided situations began to cry, shedding large tears.
Because he pushed her off the cliff.
“I would rather remain in print than make you cry.”
So, to remain in print until the end, he had to die.
The plan to kill Tower Master and Titian Groval was already fully in place. If it were executed perfectly, they would vanish from this world.
However, according to the plan he made, the life of the person carrying out the plan will inevitably be lost.
Besides, only he can perfectly execute that plan.
“Haha, being too competent is a problem.”
A self-deprecating smile appeared on his faded pink lips.
He was the necessary and sufficient condition for dealing with Tower Master and Titian Groval. According to his calculations, unfortunately, that was the case.
If he has to die anyway, he'll leave only happiness for his loved ones.
Shish leaned against the wall helplessly, his gaze fixed on the sadly clear sky.
“It’s a nice day with lots of sunshine.”
Because it was the day the master would take his hand and walk out into the garden. Even rainy days were nice.
Because it was a day when a woman with black hair would stick her palm out the window and show herself contemplating how many drops of rain she could catch.
It was only because of one person that he learned that the weather could be meaningful.
“Me too, you...”
Shish, covering his eyes with one hand, remained silent. He soon returned to his usual appearance, stood up, and headed toward the Prime Minister's office without hesitation.
The first drawer of the desk, made of solid wood with a lively wood grain, was locked with a key.
Shish took a small, round key from his pocket, opened a drawer, and took out several sheets of stiff paper folded over each other.
The Duke of Milan, that is, his will and a list of all his properties.
The will left all of the Duke of Milan's assets to Retri Hayley. Since he had already killed all his relatives when he succeeded to the ducal throne, there was no one to interfere.
“The next question is, how do we get this in?”
Shish opened the lid of the black-painted box and stared intently at the shining white sword.
If he carried the sword, it would definitely be taken away at the entrance, so he had to bring it in separately.
Currently, the magic tower has blocked all magic circles from the outside to the inside.
“You said there was a crack...”
They have already received information about the recent problems that have arisen at the top of the tower.
The wizard who was living as a servant of Shish had also sneaked out through this crack, and it was still in effect.
He brought the sword there and went to the magic tower himself.
After finishing the will, Shish began to go about his business as if nothing had happened.
Shish, dressed lightly, stood on the shore with a view of the tower.
It was the location of the magic circle leading to the Magic Tower. The magic circle remained, but its color had faded, indicating that it had lost its function.
The usually calm sea was now turbulent due to the bright yellow lightning surrounding the tower. Seeing the sea's deepening color, Shish waved toward the tower.
“Tower Master!”
Titian Groval is waiting for the Crown Prince and Shish to arrive, so she must be keeping an eye on this side.
While waiting for the Tower Master, the salty smell of the sea permeated his nose.
Crunch, crunch.
The sound of the waves, which he had never paid attention to before, sounded lonely today.
Shish, Shish, Shish.
Shish smiled brightly, and the Crown Prince shook his head as if he couldn't believe it.
Her silver hair, which seemed to be untainted by a single speck of dust, shone brilliantly in the sunlight streaming in through the window.
"Nut!"
“She's a sensitive person, so I don’t want to worry her.”
When Shish expressed his concern for the woman, the Crown Prince nodded as if he had no choice.
After bowing, Shish left the Crown Prince's palace and set foot not on the road leading to the Ministry of the Interior, but on the narrow path leading to the uninhabited villa.
The long legs that had been crossing the road without hesitation gradually slowed down.
“It's heavy.”
Just like that day when he accidentally overheard her lover confessing to someone else, Shish eventually collapsed on the floor.
“That’s really not like me.”
He burst out laughing.
People's hearts change.
Retri's mind can also change.
If he sends the Crown Prince away as if he had died in an accident and stays by her side, won't an opportunity come someday?
This time, he's going to try a different approach. Maybe even act like a Crown Prince.
“-Damn it!”
Shish threw down the box he was holding.
Just thinking about Retei shedding tears over the Crown Prince's death made it hard to breathe.
“I can’t let you go. I can never let you go.”
One day, he might lose his temper and kill the Crown Prince.
By disobeying his master's orders, he ends up killing the person she loves.
If you cry again.
“I can’t stand it when you make that face because of me...”
The woman who usually rolled her eyes and avoided situations began to cry, shedding large tears.
Because he pushed her off the cliff.
“I would rather remain in print than make you cry.”
So, to remain in print until the end, he had to die.
The plan to kill Tower Master and Titian Groval was already fully in place. If it were executed perfectly, they would vanish from this world.
However, according to the plan he made, the life of the person carrying out the plan will inevitably be lost.
Besides, only he can perfectly execute that plan.
“Haha, being too competent is a problem.”
A self-deprecating smile appeared on his faded pink lips.
He was the necessary and sufficient condition for dealing with Tower Master and Titian Groval. According to his calculations, unfortunately, that was the case.
If he has to die anyway, he'll leave only happiness for his loved ones.
Shish leaned against the wall helplessly, his gaze fixed on the sadly clear sky.
“It’s a nice day with lots of sunshine.”
Because it was the day the master would take his hand and walk out into the garden. Even rainy days were nice.
Because it was a day when a woman with black hair would stick her palm out the window and show herself contemplating how many drops of rain she could catch.
It was only because of one person that he learned that the weather could be meaningful.
“Me too, you...”
Shish, covering his eyes with one hand, remained silent. He soon returned to his usual appearance, stood up, and headed toward the Prime Minister's office without hesitation.
The first drawer of the desk, made of solid wood with a lively wood grain, was locked with a key.
Shish took a small, round key from his pocket, opened a drawer, and took out several sheets of stiff paper folded over each other.
The Duke of Milan, that is, his will and a list of all his properties.
The will left all of the Duke of Milan's assets to Retri Hayley. Since he had already killed all his relatives when he succeeded to the ducal throne, there was no one to interfere.
“The next question is, how do we get this in?”
Shish opened the lid of the black-painted box and stared intently at the shining white sword.
If he carried the sword, it would definitely be taken away at the entrance, so he had to bring it in separately.
Currently, the magic tower has blocked all magic circles from the outside to the inside.
“You said there was a crack...”
They have already received information about the recent problems that have arisen at the top of the tower.
The wizard who was living as a servant of Shish had also sneaked out through this crack, and it was still in effect.
He brought the sword there and went to the magic tower himself.
After finishing the will, Shish began to go about his business as if nothing had happened.
***
Shish, dressed lightly, stood on the shore with a view of the tower.
It was the location of the magic circle leading to the Magic Tower. The magic circle remained, but its color had faded, indicating that it had lost its function.
The usually calm sea was now turbulent due to the bright yellow lightning surrounding the tower. Seeing the sea's deepening color, Shish waved toward the tower.
“Tower Master!”
Titian Groval is waiting for the Crown Prince and Shish to arrive, so she must be keeping an eye on this side.
While waiting for the Tower Master, the salty smell of the sea permeated his nose.
Crunch, crunch.
The sound of the waves, which he had never paid attention to before, sounded lonely today.
Shish, Shish, Shish.
He can no longer see the person who taught him that it can be pleasant to be called by someone's name.
From now on, he will no longer be able to smell the sweet body odor that is different from the pungent smell of the sea.
He can't feel the warmth of her delicate body that digs into him, saying that he smells good, nor can he see her black eyes that meet his eyes while showing off their fear.
He can't even feel the touch of a small hand cupping his cheek, saying it's unpleasant to see him so thin.
"Ah..."
Shish's red eyes swayed with the waves as he suddenly realized something.
I want to live.
I want to live.
I want to live by your side.
When a desire that he thought didn't exist began to boil from the bottom, he hesitated and took a step away from the magic circle.
“What are you?”
The Tower Master came out to meet him.
“Why did you come?”
“Why, there is only one reason.”
Shish smiled smoothly as if nothing had happened.
“I’ve come to meet our heroine. Will you take me to the Magic Tower?”
“I had a monopoly on Titi...!”
"That's why I came here, because I couldn't stand it any longer. Just hurry and take me to her."
“Don’t order me around!”
The Tower Master showed fierce hostility.
“What did Titiana say? Did she tell you to bring me here or not?”
"It's annoying!"
The towering figure, who had been kicking his feet, grabbed Shish by the collar. Before he could even open his eyes, Shish's body had arrived in a familiar place.
“Follow me.”
Shish held back a burst of laughter at the sight of Tower Master's nervous footsteps.
I don't want that kind of woman either, so take her. Take her and bury her deep inside somewhere.
Then he added a fleeting sentiment that he might not have come here either.
Certainly, after his unrequited love began, he became emotional and sentimental enough to recognize it himself.
Sometimes just thinking about that person makes his head spin.
“Come this way.”
The place that Tower Master guided him to was the bedroom.
There stood a woman with black hair and black eyes, arms crossed.
Although she had the same hair and eye color as Retri, the woman in front of him did not possess the loveliness or elegance that Retri possessed.
The stubbornness of being stupid and ignorant is reflected in the tightly closed lips, and the eyes that look him up and down are filled with superficiality.
The sight of the thick traces of love left on the body of the woman wearing a see-through slip made him feel disgusted, but Shish didn't show it and kept a smile on his face the whole time.
“What about the physical examination?”
“I did. He didn’t bring anything that could be used as a weapon.”
As expected, it was a conversation he wanted to have.
A woman with her arms crossed and her chest puffed out approached Shish.
Are you trying to seduce me? With such absurd behavior?
Some people might fall for that, but they just picked the wrong person.
“What are you doing here?”
“What’s going on?”
Shish smiled, his eyes narrowing, and saw Titiana's earlobes flush red. He turned his head to the side to pretend nothing had happened, but he could also see her flexing her thighs.
The contents of the book, which he had come across in an unwanted situation, seemed to be an incredibly perfect description.
“I have come to meet my true master.”
“Titi, that guy-”
As if pushing away the tower master who was trying to interfere, Shish whispered affectionately.
“Hello, Titiana.”
"Ah."
Shish reached out his hand to Titiana, who was letting out a sound that was neither a groan nor an exclamation.
“I want to kiss the back of your hand, lady.”
A small hand rose above the man's hand in white gloves.
Just lightly brushing his lips against a hand different from Retri's made Shish want to vomit. Even though he hadn't eaten anything, his rumbling guts were rumbling, so maybe squeezing them would make things a little better.
Master, my master.
As if by magic, Shish called out to just one person.
Unlike the natural body odor, a foul, artificially scented stench assaulted his nose, and unlike the gentle touch, greedy hands grabbed his hair.
But the funny thing was that he wanted to live.
He has lived until now because he could not die, but now he longs for life.
“Shish Milan.”
“Why, Titiana?”
“Sleep with me.”
From now on, he will no longer be able to smell the sweet body odor that is different from the pungent smell of the sea.
He can't feel the warmth of her delicate body that digs into him, saying that he smells good, nor can he see her black eyes that meet his eyes while showing off their fear.
He can't even feel the touch of a small hand cupping his cheek, saying it's unpleasant to see him so thin.
"Ah..."
Shish's red eyes swayed with the waves as he suddenly realized something.
I want to live.
I want to live.
I want to live by your side.
When a desire that he thought didn't exist began to boil from the bottom, he hesitated and took a step away from the magic circle.
“What are you?”
The Tower Master came out to meet him.
“Why did you come?”
“Why, there is only one reason.”
Shish smiled smoothly as if nothing had happened.
“I’ve come to meet our heroine. Will you take me to the Magic Tower?”
“I had a monopoly on Titi...!”
"That's why I came here, because I couldn't stand it any longer. Just hurry and take me to her."
“Don’t order me around!”
The Tower Master showed fierce hostility.
“What did Titiana say? Did she tell you to bring me here or not?”
"It's annoying!"
The towering figure, who had been kicking his feet, grabbed Shish by the collar. Before he could even open his eyes, Shish's body had arrived in a familiar place.
“Follow me.”
Shish held back a burst of laughter at the sight of Tower Master's nervous footsteps.
I don't want that kind of woman either, so take her. Take her and bury her deep inside somewhere.
Then he added a fleeting sentiment that he might not have come here either.
Certainly, after his unrequited love began, he became emotional and sentimental enough to recognize it himself.
Sometimes just thinking about that person makes his head spin.
“Come this way.”
The place that Tower Master guided him to was the bedroom.
There stood a woman with black hair and black eyes, arms crossed.
Although she had the same hair and eye color as Retri, the woman in front of him did not possess the loveliness or elegance that Retri possessed.
The stubbornness of being stupid and ignorant is reflected in the tightly closed lips, and the eyes that look him up and down are filled with superficiality.
The sight of the thick traces of love left on the body of the woman wearing a see-through slip made him feel disgusted, but Shish didn't show it and kept a smile on his face the whole time.
“What about the physical examination?”
“I did. He didn’t bring anything that could be used as a weapon.”
As expected, it was a conversation he wanted to have.
A woman with her arms crossed and her chest puffed out approached Shish.
Are you trying to seduce me? With such absurd behavior?
Some people might fall for that, but they just picked the wrong person.
“What are you doing here?”
“What’s going on?”
Shish smiled, his eyes narrowing, and saw Titiana's earlobes flush red. He turned his head to the side to pretend nothing had happened, but he could also see her flexing her thighs.
He said he was the kind of guy who just wanted to sleep with her whenever their eyes met.
“I have come to meet my true master.”
“Titi, that guy-”
As if pushing away the tower master who was trying to interfere, Shish whispered affectionately.
“Hello, Titiana.”
"Ah."
Shish reached out his hand to Titiana, who was letting out a sound that was neither a groan nor an exclamation.
“I want to kiss the back of your hand, lady.”
A small hand rose above the man's hand in white gloves.
Just lightly brushing his lips against a hand different from Retri's made Shish want to vomit. Even though he hadn't eaten anything, his rumbling guts were rumbling, so maybe squeezing them would make things a little better.
Master, my master.
As if by magic, Shish called out to just one person.
Unlike the natural body odor, a foul, artificially scented stench assaulted his nose, and unlike the gentle touch, greedy hands grabbed his hair.
But the funny thing was that he wanted to live.
He has lived until now because he could not die, but now he longs for life.
“Shish Milan.”
“Why, Titiana?”
“Sleep with me.”
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