In the novel, there was an anti-imperial terrorist group named ‘Fever’ that often carried out suicide bombings using humans as the medium.
“A hot wind will blow from the desert.”
That was the spell that ‘Fever’ used to start their massacre magic. In other words, a magical explosion using humans as a medium would soon happen here.
‘If that thing explodes, everyone here will die’
Viola hurriedly looked around.
‘What?! Why is it the Fever?’
Was the Forget-Me-Not Banquet such a big deal?
‘No. There’s no point in discussing its importance right now.’
First Jeremy popped up and then Celine appeared. This Forget-Me-Not Banquet was already far beyond the size of the banquet in the original novel. And now Fever appeared! Fever was a terrorist group that was constantly causing trouble throughout the novel, but whose identity was only revealed in the latter half of the novel. Who would have thought that Fever would appear so openly at this Forget-Me-Not Banquet chapter at the beginning of the novel.
‘I have to find it.’
Someone here was being converted into a magic bio-bomb. It was said that the explosive power was enough to blow up the entire royal palace.
‘Who is it?’
The other children also looked around. Although they didn’t know as much as Viola, they were curious about who was singing the song ‘A hot wind will blow from the desert.’
“It was difficult for the empire to find a way to respond because first, it was difficult to find signs of what was about to happen and second, it was very difficult to find the agent responsible after the explosion magic was completed”
Viola couldn’t think of a way to respond. If things continued like this, they would all die.
“Sister, wait here a minute.”
Leaving Hera alone for a moment, Viola started running.
‘Ack!’
Like a fish, Viola quickly wove through the children of the noble families gathered in groups of twos and threes as she ran towards the banquet hall’s podium. This was where Celine Hyrils was, sitting in her chair relaxing. Celine’s guardian knight noticed the unusual situation and took out his wooden sword, swinging it forward in self-defense.
“Stop!”
Breathing heavily, Viola instinctively dodged the wooden sword and moved closer to Celine.
“Minister, I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?”
Celine didn’t ask why Viola was there. She, too, had heard the incantatory song, ‘A hot wind will blow from the desert.’ She thought there was something strange about it and Viola seemed to know the song.
“The possibility of a magical bombing attack is very high.”
The guardian knight’s eyes grew as big as dinner plates. Although she looked embarrassed, Celine remained unshaken.
“Sam, manage your facial expression. This is where everyone’s gaze is focused. Your expression could cause confusion in the banquet hall.”
As for Celine, she was indeed a minister of the empire. Despite receiving shocking information, she remained calm and steady. After hearing Celine’s words, Guardian Knight Sam managed his expression and pretended like nothing had happened.
“On what basis are you saying that?”
“I know about this magic spell.”
“Are you talking about the song we heard earlier?”
“It is not a song, but a magical incantation in the form of a song. This magic chant uses humans as a medium to create a powerful explosion.”
“This is the residence of the Marquis of Hyrils. Security is tightly maintained and there are double and triple barriers to block evil warlocks.”
From Celine’s perspective, Viola’s words were rude. Ultimately, it was a statement that disregarded the ability of the Marquis of Hyrils’ security. Normally, great nobles would express extreme anger in cases like this. Rather than being truly angry, they did it for the sake of their family’s honor and to maintain the face of the guardian knights and guardian wizards who protected their family. But Celine was a little different.
“It’s impossible that Princess Viola wouldn’t know such facts. For now, I will trust her as a princess.”
Celine chose safety over her own dignity and the honor of her family. Acting before hearing a detailed explanation, she controlled the situation as if she had experienced such disasters many times.
“We found spoiled food,” she announced. “A mistake occurred that I wasn’t aware of. Since there is a risk of mass food poisoning, we will end today’s banquet here. If you go back to your lodgings and wait, we will dispatch healing wizards and priests belonging to the Marquis of Hyrils.”
Thankfully, Celine was able to return the guests to the dormitories without anyone getting hurt.
* * *
Nelac, the Emperor of Swords, hid in the rafters of the ceiling and peeped down at Celine.
‘She’s still so beautiful.’
Specifically for today, he learned the art of stealth, which he had never learned before. It was an art of hiding that he learned directly from the head of the Siadow family, who was known as a master of stealth. Thus, Nelac was confident that no one would find out. Not even Celine would notice him hiding.
“A hot wind will blow from the desert.”
The spell was heard by Nelac, who was hiding in the rafters, and he also noticed that it was not an ordinary singing voice.
‘What?’
He searched for whose mouth the song came from. It was very difficult to track but not impossible. It was a blond boy whose name was unknown. But the boy didn’t seem to be aware that he had made the strange singing sound.
‘That’s strange.’
Nelac felt that something was strange but couldn’t determine exactly what was strange. Then, another strange thing happened.
“Sister, wait here a minute.”
Nelac clearly heard Viola’s voice. No matter how much his ability to manipulate mana reached the sky, even a known drone couldn’t hear everyone’s voice that clearly. The place was filled with babbling noise from at least a hundred different noble families as well as the orchestra.
‘She didn’t use mana?’
It was just a voice but he had never felt such a powerful voice. It was like hearing the voice of Heron. Nelac opened his eyes wide.
‘That movement…’
After learning that Celine was interested in Viola, Nelac did his own research on Viola. It was a self-conducted investigation to see if it would be of help to Celine – in order to hear her praise.
‘It’s Bellato.’
It wasn’t just running. Instinctively, Viola slid into the gaps and efficiently moved along the best route to reach Celine. Her movements were very smooth and fast.
‘That’s amazing.’
It was like seeing Medea as a child.
‘No. She’s faster and more flexible than Medea back then.’
Due to the nature of the banquet, Viola, who was much smaller than Medea at the time, had an advantage. In any case, Viola’s movements were those of a heaven-blessed martial artist. Suddenly, something even more surprising happened.
‘Did she dodge the guardian knight’s wooden sword?’
Celine’s guardian knight was a 3rd-class knight. Nelac wanted to post a knight with at least one ‘star’ near Celine, but she refused. She said that having such a powerful and famous knight at the banquet itself would create a strange sense of discomfort. In addition, the knights at that level each had their own role and were busy performing their regular duties.
‘She’s at least the level of a 3rd-class knight.’
Of course, Sam, a 3rd-class knight, didn’t swing with all his might. It was not an attempt to attack Viola but was merely a blow aimed at restraining her. Nelac had also sparred with 3rd-class Knight Sam several times in order to personally verify his skills. This was one of Celine’s guardian knights, and he did not pick him in vain. Sam was by no means a weak warrior.
‘I’m going crazy. They clearly said she was a White Bellato, not a Black Bellato. How could she show such movement?’
It was said that you can see one and know ten.
Editor’s Note: Famous Korean idiom meaning something along the lines of someone is so smart that they can learn 10 things from just seeing 1 thing.
‘This is a child who has the qualities to become a top martial artist.’
Viola’s movements were similar to, or even surpassed, those of Medea in her youth. She had tremendous talent. After Nelac heard Viola’s words to Celine and the banquet ended, he spread his mana’s energy to search.
‘That boy from earlier. Where is the boy?’
He closed his eyes and recalled the situation. As a warrior at his peak, he always cataloged in his mind the entirety of his environment, even what was seen unconsciously. The situations in the banquet hall came to mind one by one. He may not have looked at it directly and wasn’t even conscious of it, but his genius brain still remembered everything that was going on. In his memories, he searched for the blond boy.
‘He moved…’
He spread his senses outward.
‘Strange.’
The boy was definitely strange. It seemed that Viola’s report wasn’t entirely wrong.
‘And Sam didn’t even notice anything strange.’
He felt a subtle sense of heterogeneity that would be hard to detect with the sensitivity of a 3rd-class knight. It felt like mana was stirring in the boy’s heart.
‘I’ll need to suppress it first.’
He used stealth and foot techniques to snatch the boy and knock him out.
‘No one saw me, right?’
Of course, demonstrating his skills to this extent, some people might have recognized him. For example, a warrior like Zenon, Viola’s butler, or Ersa, Hera’s butler, would have been able to track his movements. Still, most people didn’t know what had happened. He took refuge up in the rafters and drew his sword.
‘Cut it.’
He raised his mana in an instant and swung his sword quickly. Feeling like he had become one with the sword, he cut something down with a single blow.
‘The boy…’
Luckily he cut it well and the fortunate boy did not die. Nelac, the Emperor of Swords, cut off the powerful explosion coming from the boy’s body. The concept of cutting an explosion was incomprehensible to the average person, but for the Emperor of Swords, it was a common enough task. The dense flow and composition of the mana that caused the explosion were torn to pieces. The sword was swung only once, but in that short moment, tens of thousands of strands of sword energy were dispersed.
Job Complete!
Nelac jumped down from the ceiling and placed the blond boy on the ground.
* * *
“I need an explanation, Lady Viola.”
Nelac was a man who felt embarrassed and helpless in front of Celine, but it was different in front of Viola. Viola swallowed her saliva without realizing it.
‘Nelac, The Emperor of Swords.’
She knew it as soon as she saw him. The handsome man in front of her was definitely Nelac, the Emperor of Swords. The aura he emitted was on a completely different level from that of ordinary people. However, because she had experienced it many times with her father, Duke Heron, she was able to withstand this heavy pressure and continued to breathe.
“How did you know about that spell and how did you foresee the explosion? You act as if you know everything.”
Viola swallowed again. Because she had to save people, she made her move, however, she never thought a situation like this would unfold. Why was the emperor who should be in the Monarch Imperial Palace here?
‘How should I answer?’
Nelac’s cold voice continued.
“Depending on the answer as well as the credibility of the answer, the young lady may be held responsible, so think carefully before answering. I am now viewing the young lady as a very strong suspect.”
…She was ruined.
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