âAre you saying that this is connected to Valletta?â
Milord asked in a strange voice, staring down at the red bead in his hand. The bead that rolled in his hand had strange letters stuck inside it, but it didnât look special.
âYes, it hasnât been announced, but Iâm sure there will be a bounty arrangement soon. It had destroyed the building again, along with a new magic tower pillar.
âItâs outrageous. No matter how much Valletta has changed from beforeâŠ..â
âThatâs not all. We have received reports of numerous deaths this morning.â
The Emperor said, shaking his head with a worried look on his face.
Milord, who opened his eyes wide, made his face firm as if he had something to guess.
âAgainâŠWas it the destruction of the village caused by that magic tower lord?â
No, this time itâs the servants of the Duke of Delphine.â
âYou mean the people who were trapped under the building. I heard that their condition was serious. However, Valletta distributed the potion, and there are quite a few people who have improved thanks to itâŠâ
Milordâs brows furrowed. His respected father, the Emperorâs expression was not good, so Milordâs expression darkened along with it. Milord clenched his fists.
ââŠâŠ You donât think she had anything to do with this?â
âThere was a problem with whoever took the potion. Moreover..â
âWhat? No way. Itâs probably just a worsening of the condition.â
âOn the other hand, the people who didnât take the potion to save money had no problem.â
Milordâs face went blank and he shook his head as if he couldnât believe it. It couldnât be. Valletta wasnât such a terrible person. She looked a little different, but that didnât mean she was someone who would indiscriminately slaughter people.
âAre you saying that she deliberately poisoned people?â
âNo poison was found. Gillian told me that there are two possible explanations.â
âTwo?â
âIt could have been a catastrophe created by the inexperience of an incompetent alchemist, or it could have been an experiment of some kindâŠ..â
Milord fell silent. Gillian was the best alchemist in the imperial family. His knowledge of alchemy was unrivaled.
âHer ability was outstanding.â
He actually heard Gillian approve and praise other alchemists many times. It was said to be a potion with a very superior level of perfection. It was hard to believe that she had failed to do so. But if he eliminates itâŠ..whatâs left? It was only the reality that Milord didnât want to believe in the most.
Milord squeezed the bead he was holding.
âSo, what is thisâŠ?â
âSheâs an excellent asset. We canât just let her roam around, but that doesnât mean we can lock her up and treat her inhumanely.â
The emperor tapped his fingers lightly on the desk. It didnât matter what methods he had to use, as long as he could get his hands on her.
âWhen the suspicions are confirmed, she will be captured by the imperial family, but she wonât sit still, so donât let her out of your sight.â
âWhat?â
âKeep her close to you and youâll own her. You are my only heir, arenât you? Donât lose the child to the Tower Lord.â
ââŠâŠ I donât really want Valletta that much.â
Milordâs lips moved for quite a while before he finally spoke up.
The emperor chuckled softly as he looked contentedly at his sonâs hand, which was grasping the bead with all his might. His son, who knew nothing, was adorable. He wouldnât even know what it was he was holding to calm his emotions.
âMilord, tie her close to you and one day she will give you her heart. Maybe when you have children they can feel the love for you.â
âButâŠ..â
âAnd if you really mean to get it after that, you can choose any means or method you like. Because you are the one who will be Emperor.â
The emperor said as he stood up and squeezed Milordâs shoulder.
Milord slowly bowed his head. His good and glaring blue eyes became slightly cloudy.
âMilord, itâs impossible for you to have that child with your position now.â
Milordâs shoulders shook with fright. His mouth dropped open in disbelief as if he had just heard something incredible.
âIf you want her, you canât have her right then and there.â
The conversation with her came to mind. The conversation that stuck in his mind and never left. Hearing the same words from his father, his heart quickly became heavy.
âWhy? Father! Why? Why me? âŠâŠ.â
âWhy is it that every person I meet tells me Iâll never get her? Has loving someone become such a problem?â
He liked her because she didnât think of himself as the Crown Prince. Because she seemed to see only the essence of Milord as a person. He was glad she didnât flatter herself to win his favor.
âThatâs where she is, in the mud of that deep bottom. To get the pearls in the mud⊠âŠShouldnât you dip your feet in that mud too?â
âCan you get it then?â
âThe next step depends on what you do. If you donât want to miss it, just hold it in your hand properly. Just make sure you hold onto that bead well.â
The emperorâs words made Milordâs expression crumple even more. He wanted to believe that she hadnât done it, but there was too much evidence pointing to her as the culprit. Everything was a mess.
âI understand. What will happen to Valletta?â
âTheyâll bring her to the Imperial Castle and lock her up. And weâll have to educate her.â
He must make sure that no one disobeys his words. The emperor was fortunately confident in such things, and there were many talented people around him. He tapped the Crown Prince lightly on the shoulder.
âYou should go home now. If anything happens again, you will have to launch an investigation.â
âLeave it to me, father.â
âYes, father is glad to have a reliable son like you. Go now.â
âYes, father.â
Milord bowed with his hand on his chest. The emperor stroked his chin as he watched Milord turn his body and walk away. It was getting quite interesting.
âJin.â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
The fifth is the Espel village.â
ââŠâŠ.â
The village of Espel was a fairly large village near the capital. Not a small village of only twenty people, but a place inhabited by well over a hundred people.
âDo you have an answer for me?â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
âTake that useless thing in the basement with you, itâs useful in times like this. And you donât have to come back.â
âYes? That meansâŠ.â
âIf you succeed this time, you donât have to come back.â
Jinâs eyes widened. She nodded quickly as she had no answer. She was speechless.
âI understand! Your Majesty.â
The person who had been kneeling in the darkness disappeared immediately with the reply. The emperor slowly sat down and leaned back in his chair. Licking his lips lightly with his tongue, he held his chin leisurely and blinked slowly.
âIâll finally take care of everything.â
Disposal of garbage was a very simple task.
****
âYou heard the rumors?â
âRumors about what?â
âWhy! Do you remember the Countâs daughter who opened a potion store a few days ago?â
The man who was carrying the crate into the store turned away, wiping sweat from his face with the back of his hand. A skinny man with his arms crossed on one side approached him, looking terribly excited.
âAh, the rumors have spread, havenât they? Isnât it outrageous? Iâm very curious to know which potion the giant nobles use. Have you heard any announcements as to when it will open?â
The man who was carrying the crate leaned against the box for a moment, interested in what the skinny man had to say.
âNot at all! They said that all the servants of the Duke of Delphine who drank the potion at that time died!â
âWhat? I took the potion. Why?â
âOh, you really donât know anything. Didnât you see the wanted notice on the bulletin board today? According to the notice, sheâs inexperienced in alchemy skills.âŠ.â
The man couldnât believe there was a wanted notice for her. It was very rare for a bounty to be placed on a noblemanâs child. It was also rare unless it was a case of blatant murder. It could be a big blow to the aristocracy, but putting a person on the wanted list was literally a decision to end the life of a nobleman.
âBut Iâm sure there were rumors that she had excellent skills.â
âThatâs why! Thereâs a rumor going around that they may have been testing an unfinished product.â
âWhatâŠNo way. How much has Duke Delphine given us?â
The man shook his head and chuckled in vain. Most of the people in the capital knew how good Duke Delphine was. Whenever a problem arose, it was Duke Delphine and Duke Leon who were always willing to step up and solve it.
âSo! The Countâs daughter who destroyed that family line must have cheated our Duke as well! My best friendâs daughter also died after drinking that potion!â
The skinny man, who raised his voice, stomped his foot, unable to bear his anger. The man, who had broken out in a certain amount of sweat, silently looked at the person in front of him.
âAnyway, just now the Imperial Knights went to Duke Leonâs residence. Only Duke Leon and Duke Delphine will feel sorry for her.â
âHmm, I see. Anyway, I have to work until the end of the day, so why donât you get yourself together and go in.â
The man said as he lifted the crate again and scurried toward the back. But the skinny man stood, drank all the liquor from the tin can that he couldnât resist clinging to his waist, and turned away, sniffing and snorting.
âAh, the aristocracy of them⊠âŠIt clears my chest!â
What a joy! A laugh naturally escaped his mouth as he thought about the fact that someone who had lived a noble life would never be able to live it again.
The skinny man walked with a smile and shoved his hands in his pockets. He looked very pleasant as he headed for the damp alley. The man, who was leaning still in the alley holding a box, narrowed his forehead.