How to Safely Divorce An Obsessive Emperor

“If it’s a masked smell…”

“I don’t know exactly what it is. But I’m sure there was something strange. Even if it was so trivial that the duke’s butler didn’t know.”

Lasilia looked at the duke’s letter again.

“I think there is a reason why I was told not to interfere with the Duchy’s affairs. It’s like something you have to hide from me.”

“I guess so.”

Lasilia’s concern was that she wondered if the Duke would have realized that she was not Cartagena after hearing the conversation in the Duke’s bedroom.

“I guess I shouldn’t rule that out.”

The Duke wanted to find and kill the child who could threaten the position of Empress Cartagena. She didn’t know how she would respond if she knew that the child was hers, so she knew that she was becoming an empress.

“I will pursue Lord Piellion’s whereabouts.”

Decan, who understood the situation, immediately found what to do.

“Make sure you are not late… Oh, and.”

In fact, Decan had work to do first. He was to drive out Prince Dell’Arta and his party.

Decan, who noticed the gaze Lescal was giving me, bowed in greeting and left the study.

Meanwhile, Lescal gently squeezed Lasilia’s hand.

“Hasn’t the duke gotten into trouble by appearing like that?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I heard you decided to give the funds to the Prince of Dell’Arta.”

“Ah… Have you heard about that already?”

“Because I shouldn’t be ignorant of your affairs.”

Lescal stretched his golden eyes loosely. It was like an animal that deliberately behaved more calmly after causing an accident.

“So what you’re saying is, can I give you that money?”

“Yes? Your Majesty?”

“Because the imperial family is wealthy.”

In fact, her support money was an awkward issue for Lasilia as well. She was in Cartagena and she had a hard time deciding whether it was the right thing to do with her personal wealth in Piellion, and she didn’t know if the money would be enough.

It was a good thing she had been planning to ask Lescal anyway.

“We will handle it well so that there is no diplomatic noise. Let me help.”

“I am in a position to thank you, Your Majesty.”

“You’re welcome. If I can do something to make you happy, I should be grateful.”

Lescal, who left such kind words that seemed to melt, quickly added, kissing Lasilia’s forehead.

“We will handle it quickly. You don’t have to wait.”

For some reason, it occurred to her for a moment that what she was saying wasn’t enough, but Lasilia decided to just move on. It would be better for Ecelion if she got her support quickly.

“Then, as your Majesty wishes.”

Lescal suddenly took a deep breath.

“Why are you doing that?”

“…because I like it so much.”

“Which one do you mean?”

“You.”

Lescal, who omitted the words, “You gave me permission without saying anything,” pressed his lips together again and turned around while holding Lasilia’s hand.

“Then shall we go back to the bedroom?”

“Ah, then wouldn’t it be better to wait until morning and return to the palace? I don’t think there’s anything else for me to do here.”

Lescal’s eyes sparkled.

“That’s a really good idea.”

Yes, there was no need to stay any longer in this damn place where a presumptuous person like the Prince of Dell’Arta could come and visit at will.

Moreover, a monster even appeared. It would be better to leave without even waiting for morning.

“…wait a moment,”

But around that time, something occurred to her.

The part where a monster appeared.

* * *

“Unbelievable! I can’t believe this is possible!”

Hasdeja cheered.

He just happened to discover another way to deal with monsters.

The human body, which was used as a passage connecting the demon world and the human world, did not close as long as life force remained. That meant that one more monster had emerged from the corpse that the Imperial Guard had already judged to be hopeless.

The monster followed the summoner’s will and chased after Piellion’s blood. However, perhaps due to her lack of vitality, she clung to the wrong Piellion instead of that woman.

What Hasdeya originally instructed the monster to do was not Lasilia’s death. It was to cling to her and eat away at her vitality.

Lasilia’s power was growing through her successive awakenings, and Hasdeya intended to disrupt that by draining her life force.

Anyway, all the monsters latched onto the dying Duke. The monster that had sucked out what little life force was left began, unexpectedly, to assimilate with humans.

No one would know how surprised Hasdeiah was at that moment.

She wasn’t the only one whose strength was increasing. As he took on more human life force, his powers continued to evolve.

Controlling a monster that had taken over a human body was a piece of cake.

Hasdeja coolly turned his head and calculated the numbers to put in front of him.

He might be able to move the duke now and play with the woman and Bahamut. But Bahamut will smell the monster and the woman will also notice something is wrong.

So the conclusion was to hide the operation. The duke’s idiots would do anything for a letter written in the duke’s handwriting.

Duke Piellion was a useful person in many ways, including his enormous wealth and his status in the human world.

“It would be more effective than taking away consciousness. If you want to do that, you have to bring it to me.”

However, if you use the summoning circle and monsters, you can treat them like limbs from a distance.

“Haha… ha ha ha!”

Hasdeja laughed loudly. Following the sound of loud laughter, the barrier drawn tightly from the wall to the ceiling shook.

When the grim, terrible laughter that seemed to split the earth stopped, Hasdeya’s eyes lit up.

He was feeling so good right now that he couldn’t control himself.

“Good. While I’m at it, let’s keep doing it.”

Hasdeja snapped his fingers. Then, the corner of the barrier sparkled and the part split.

She found out that it was a door.

The door opened and Malik’s knights, dressed in ordinary priest uniforms, entered.

“Father of those who want to know. The children have arrived after being called.”

Hasdeya looked at them, raised her index finger and drew something in the air.

“Let’s play one more time until the sun rises.”

* * *

This was the moment when Lescal said that the duke’s study smelled like a hidden monster.

“…!”

Suddenly Lescal jerked his head to look out his window.

“What’s going on, Your Majesty?”

Serven asked urgently and ran directly to the window. In the distance, he could see the Royal Guards gathering near the main gate.

“It looks like someone came to visit…?”

“I didn’t come looking for you.”

Lescal’s golden eye became as sharp as his sword.

“It must be an intrusion.”

“Beep! Beep!”

Pipi, who was dozing off while sitting on Lasilia’s shoulder, suddenly raised her head and flapped her wings wildly.

“Ugh!”

Serven, who was looking out the window, screamed. He could clearly see dark things spreading out like firecrackers from the front door.

“It’s a monster, Your Majesty!”

Serven had no direct experience with monsters. However, according to Ryan, he said that these were things that could not be killed with a sword.

The knights of the Royal Guard probably don’t know that fact yet.

Serven became desperate and tried to jump out the window with his knife drawn.

“Stop.”

Lescal stopped him.

“Yes, Your Majesty?”

Before answering, Lescal’s eyes briefly focused on Lasilia. The long, unspoken request he made was all contained in the momentary look in his eyes.

He knew it too.

That human power couldn’t destroy monsters.

He had to leave Lasilia’s side for a while now.

“Stay here. Protect the Empress. With immature birds.”

“Beep!”

Pipi screamed that he too could fight monsters.

“If you’re not stupid, remember what happened last night. Remember that either you or I need to be together.”

“Beep!”

“If you feel wronged, you grow up quickly.”

Lescal walked towards the window, stepped on the window frame, and jumped out without hesitation.

“Oh!”

Lasillia chased after Lescal. However, stopping Serven was a priority.

“The window is dangerous, Your Majesty!”

Widely!

Serven resolutely closed the window and drew the curtains.

“Your Majesty, you don’t have to worry. I’m not the type of person who would get hurt by jumping from this height.”

“…You just have to tell me.”

Lasilia, who belatedly consoled her shocked heart, let out a small sigh.

“Why didn’t you say anything to me… They just leave as they please.”

She didn’t know. She had no idea that him disappearing without saying a word would make her feel this way.

She didn’t know that he would suddenly jump out of the window and that watching him would make him feel like his heart had been dropped so much.

He didn’t expect there to come a moment when his heart felt like it was going to explode with worry.

“Maybe you couldn’t say it. Because time is urgent… No, it’s something that doesn’t put my mind at ease.”

“What does that mean?”

Lasilia took in her breath and looked back at Serven. Serven looked more nervous than usual, his right hand resting on his sword and he was on high alert.

“No matter what I said, you probably didn’t feel relieved. So her body would have moved first. Your Majesty is not a man of many words… I don’t think I can explain it all with my gift of words, but there is a moment for a knight when his body knows first.”

“Even if I tell you not to worry, it doesn’t change anything, so I tried to resolve it quickly… Is that what you mean?”

“I think you can understand it that way.”

Lasilia frowned.

“But it still hurts.”

“Is that so…”

Serven was at a loss as he did not know how to further comfort Lasilia even though he was wary of her surroundings. But Lasilia didn’t need comfort.

“But it’s disappointing that you don’t even give me time to worry.”

“Ah… ah?”

“Beep?”

Lasilia raised her head high and stroked her Pipi as she whispered softly.

“I didn’t know I was such a worried person.”

“Beep…”

At that moment, Serven and Pipi might have been thinking the same thing.

Was worry such a kind word?

* * *

“…crazy!”

Just as Lescal sensed the presence of monsters, so did Ryan. Before Tion could explain the whole story, Ryan spoke quickly.

“Oh, that’s not what I said to Your Highness! Sorry, but I’ll go first!”

Swish!

Ryan, who had raised her auror, ran away at an unbelievable speed.

“Hi! That… No, it definitely wasn’t. Then no way… Has a Sword Master been born in the Empire?”

She said Tion couldn’t believe it even as he watched.

Ecelion bit her lip, her face hard.

“I’m sorry, but that’s the case.”

“I am truly sorry. I thought you mentioned the person closest to being a Sword Master… Ah, this is not the time, Your Majesty! Three strangers appeared at the front door! I’m worried that she might be a human who used her own body as a summoning force!”

Kiyiuk! Kyauk!

The faint cries of the monster, as if listening to Tion’s words, were mixed in the wind. Tion’s complexion changed.

“Your Highness, come on…!”

“No.”

However, Ecelion showed a very unfamiliar reaction to the reappearance of monsters targeting Lady Lasilia.

He continued, looking at her strangely calm face.

“Have Yenion join us. We will save Lady Lasilia in a different way.”

“If it were any other way…”

Tion swallowed dry saliva. For some reason, he felt like that didn’t seem like a very natural way to get rid of monsters.

 

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