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The worst incident that occurred in the Holy Kingdom was enough to plunge many nations of the continent into chaos.
The city of the Creator Deity was captured.
The unprecedented damage caused could hardly be speculated.
Attacked by an unidentified force, the Holy Kingdom cut off all communication with other nations, possibly to prevent the spread of chaos. Therefore, nations, including the Valtarian Empire, had no choice but to wait until the Holy Kingdom briefed them on the situation.
“Didn’t even the intelligence agency infiltrated in the Holy Kingdom find anything?”
“The intelligence agency seems to be struggling as well. It’s a testament that the Holy Kingdom has sealed its eyes and mouth.”
The intelligence agency of the Valtarian Empire is the central hub of information, having infiltrated numerous agents across the continent. The fact that they remained clueless indicated that the Holy Kingdom was thoroughly controlling the secrecy.
Cultists dissatisfied with the oppression of the Holy Kingdom invaded the Holy Sanctuary.
That was the only information the intelligence agency uncovered.
It was hard to accept that the powerful Holy Knights and the Divine Legion of the Holy Kingdom had been helplessly defeated by the invasion of cultists. There was surely an underlying story that had not yet been revealed.
“What could have happened? How could the once-solid Holy Kingdom…?”
The First Imperial Princess, Isabel, muttered with worry written all over her beautiful face.
It was hard to believe.
Had the Holy Kingdom ever been driven to such a situation before?
Not even during the Third Racial War when the Demon King’s army and cultist forces were wreaking havoc. It was an unprecedented event, and Isabel stared at her father, the Emperor, while mulling over her confusion.
“Don’t worry, Father and Sister Isabel. If the Holy Kingdom is truly in a life-and-death crisis, the Saintess Party will surely come back.”
“……”
A boy with beautiful golden hair spoke, displaying admiration.
Barbarossa and Isabel fell silent at that.
The Saintess Party.
The saviors of the present world who defeated the Demon King of Death.
Just like Crown Prince Alexis, the citizens of the Empire would have a steadfast belief that the Saintess Party would return soon. The tales of the Saintess and heroes who saved the world by defeating the Demon King would remain as solid as faith.
“We’ll talk again when Mila returns tomorrow.”
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
Ludmilla was busy spending her day returning to the Imperial City in the morning and heading to the Hohenberc Family in the evening.
It was the manifestation of her determination not to lose to the First Saintess.
Even though it took several days by locomotive to travel that long distance, Ludmilla’s superhuman commitment to maintaining her romance left the Valtarian Imperial Family astonished. Ordinary people wouldn’t even dare to attempt such a forced march.
“How deep in love could she be with Edanant, to go through such a forced march? Hehe, that’s some intense pure love. It reminds me of when I first met my husband.”
“Cough cough!”
A beautiful lady with chestnut-colored hair squealed with delight. The Emperor, who sported a splendid mustache, seemed awkward and cleared his throat.
The wedding ceremony planned for next spring was practically finalized.
Thus, Barbarossa granted his second daughter unlimited time for outings.
He would even allow her to create a fact of being engaged outright.
In ordinary circumstances, he would have undoubtedly imposed strict abstinence on his daughter. However, Barbarossa, eager to marry off his second daughter, went so far as to encourage outings and premarital pregnancy.
“What about Liza?”
Isabel asked playfully.
Barbarossa showed a visibly troubled expression.
“How could I possibly persuade that stubborn girl? It seems she’s infatuated with Edanant… I’m tired of trying to dissuade her. So I allowed it.”
“So in the end, Father has raised the white flag.”
Choosing unwavering love over continued persuasion and coercion, the youngest daughter declared she would give up her status as a princess if it meant for him, leaving Barbarossa with no choice but to permit a polygamous marriage.
He let out a heavy sigh.
Seeing her father’s troubled expression, Isabel gave a rueful smile.
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War. Tyranny. Famine. Death.
The Disaster of Innocence had awoken all at once.
After hearing the full story from the Master of the Magic Tower, Maximilian realized why he had suddenly left the battlefield.
The Seraph Belashiel was merely part of the process.
The true target of the Saintess Party, led by Maximilian, was to oppose the Creator Deity Gael.
Having resurrected the eternal rest sealed disaster of death, they crossed the irretrievable river. The Saintess Party, saviors of the world, would now carry the stigma of betrayers of humanity.
They couldn’t stop it.
In the end, the worst crisis they had feared had come to pass.
Pressing against his temples that throbbed, he slumped back down. As he let out a groan filled with pain, a girl with light green hair rushed toward him.
“E-Ethan… Suddenly, a headache?! Should I bring a wet towel?!”
“Just, be quiet for now.”
At that, Rue made an ah! sound while covering her mouth with both hands.
He smiled faintly at Rue’s cute consideration.
“I met Maximilian in the Holy Sanctuary.”
“Yay! Is Max still healthy?”
“He was healthy enough to fight against the cruel and merciless Seraph that descended from the sky. He’ll probably be in a position to receive curses for a long time, so he might even achieve immortality.”
“Yikes! But what’s a Seraph? I don’t know much, but it sounds like a super scary monster!”
Glaring eyes marked with strange patterns.
Three pairs of large, sleek wings like a bird of prey.
Countless deadly weapons emanating a terrifying brilliance.
Even the savage brutality that turned the Holy Kingdom’s major city into ruins.
As Rue slowly listed the features of the Seraph, she screamed like a child hearing a ghost story. Then, she leaped onto the bed and buried her head under the covers.
“I heard from Maximilian that they specifically target Rue-types who don’t listen and just cause trouble. Then they throw them into boiling pots and simmer them down.”
“Yikes! I-I’m a good little Rue! I’ve never troubled Ethan!”
How terrified was she of the Seraph that she would spill out lies like it was magic?
He couldn’t help but burst into laughter as he watched Rue, in shock, roll around on the bed.
“What if Rue sleeps in and pees on the blanket?”
“Oh.”
Elizaveta, who had been perched on the desk watching, sighed. It seemed she had no intention of returning to the Imperial Palace, as the Villainous Princess donned cute pink pajamas.
The white frills adorning the pajamas were incredibly cute.
Noticing Rue had covered herself with the blanket, she took Elizaveta’s soft hand.
“Those pajamas are super cute!”
“Ugh…! I just wore what the maid picked out for today. Don’t get the wrong idea.”
“I want to know what kind of misunderstanding you mean.”
“D-Do you dare tease the Princess? I’ll report you to the treasury and make you undergo a tax investigation.”
That didn’t sound like a simple threat.
A tax investigation.
The ultimate magic that could bankrupt any noble.
She’d end up being investigated for tax evasion alongside her father.
And the family’s servants would scatter to various places.
In desperation to prevent the family’s ruin, he begged the Villainous Princess for forgiveness. Satisfied, the Villainous Princess nodded, a pleased hmph escaping her.
“It’s getting late. Let’s head back to our rooms.”
“Already? It’s barely early evening. The Rues are still wide awake!”
If the rumors spread that an unmarried maiden was sneaking in and out of a man’s bedroom at such a late hour, it would create unspeakable scandals.
She would be dragged before the foolish Emperor, caught by the palace guards.
He felt terrified.
Wasn’t this situation more frightening than a tax investigation?
“With you having kissed both the Second and Third Imperial Princesses… Are you scared now?”
“Though I admit I kissed Ludmilla first, Elizaveta did kiss me first.”
“What? So you’re saying I’m a foolish woman who grants my lips too easily!”
“……”
He answered brilliantly, yet she took it the wrong way.
Seeing Elizaveta glaring at him with a flushed face, he raised his hands in surrender.
“I’m sleeping here tonight too! Just so you know!”
“…What?”
The Villainous Princess shouted in a sharp voice and fell onto the bed.
Then she embraced Rue, who had somehow drifted off to dreamland, snoring softly.
“I’ll move to another room.”
“Oh, no! Ethan, lie down beside me quickly!”
“Then that means we’re sleeping together.”
“Sleeping together…! That works too!”
Had something happened today?
This was quite unlike the typically coy way the Villainous Princess expressed her embarrassment.
Could it be the wall of jealousy?
Experiencing a thrill at the thought of stealing what belonged to her sister’s fiancé?
It seemed the black history of being robbed of her fiancé by the heroine of a Romance Fantasy was creating a wall. The victim transforms into a new villain, leading to a chain of NTR occurrences.
“C-Come on, lie down next to me…! I want to sleep together.”
Elizaveta patted the space beside her.
Seeing her alluring figure exposed over the cute pajamas, he immediately jumped onto the bed.
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