Chap 13-Princess Ailia

 

The fight between noble young ladies was no exaggeration to be considered a battle of mouths.

At least the young masters dared to stake their honor and maintain their dignity by at least having a match.

Women were beasts that tore each other down with words, without any of that.

I came to the Rose Hall today, but I couldn’t give up the initiative.

So I stepped forward in front of the silent princess.

“This is why women are like this. They’re loud and noisy.

“Who do you think you are to say that?””

“I have no intention of listening to the words of those weaker than me.”

Her expression was quite a sight.

Who are you to say such arrogant things?

Those who looked like they couldn’t even handle a sword properly now turned their attention to me, as if they were going to make me their sacrifice.

Just by looking into their eyes, it seems like they would have already shot dozens or even thousands of arrows.

“Who are you?”

At the words of the woman called Ellie, I confidently draped my arm over Princess Arietta’s shoulder, flaunting our friendship.

If you mess with the princess, you mess with me too.

“The one and only friend of Princess Arietta.”

“Ellie. That woman is the daughter of the Bathory Baron Family.”

A follower quickly whispered about me in Ellie’s ear.

Soon, Ellie, who had recognized my status, quickly changed her bewildered gaze to a contemptuous one.

As if a predator looking at its prey. She shoots me a glare.

“Baron ? How dare a Baron’s daughter?”

Judging by the way she said “Baron Family,” she must be quite impressive.

Probably one of the Count, Marquis, or Duke families.

Otherwise, it’s just a border guard.

No matter how I looked at it, she was a lump of cotton without a single muscle, not someone from a Margrave family.

Originally, strength is not just a word, but comes from power.

No matter how great you are socially.

Can you withstand a knife to your throat?

“I heard Schperen is equal regardless of status. Are you such a fool that you can’t even understand that, even though you’re a noble?”

“What? There are unspoken rules!”

Yeah. I know.

I experienced it in the hero party too.

There was an atmosphere like, “You’re not an official party member, so crawl around on your own.”

Thanks to that, I felt like an outsider, so I tried to be even more active.

“Did a cockatrice peck at your brain? If that’s the logic, why are there school rules? Are school rules a joke?”

“I’m from a Marquis Family! The Schwartz Family of the East!”

Was it just my imagination that I saw that Edenberun or whatever behind her?

Even a marquis family.

The nobles’ repertoire is always the same.

In any country, in any region. There are countless guys who act arrogant believing they are nobles.

There’s no need to bother with the followers.

After all, the weak cling to the strong, rely on them, and obey them because it’s the law of survival. I have no intention of denying or criticizing that.

Then I just need to take down that Ellie or whatever from the Marquis Family.

What can she do if I shut her mouth?

I put my hand on her shoulder as it is, close enough that she couldn’t react.

Even the Edenberun heir knelt. A young lady is nothing.

“Why are these things always the same pattern? If words don’t work, they flaunt their family, and if that doesn’t work, they resort to violence.”

Murderous intent.

One of the survival methods of a thief that ordinary humans can’t withstand.

If you mess with me, you won’t be safe either. It emits all sorts of ominous energy from the body to scare them.

Originally, it was something I did when pursuers were attached while on a request.

Would a mere young lady be able to withstand it?

Ellie glares at me with great difficulty, her two eyes trembling.

Then she lost her strength and slumped down.

Thud.

“Huh?””

“Let’s just move on quietly. Don’t show off your lacking brainpower.”

I patted Ellie or whatever her name is on the shoulder and walked down the hallway again.

She’s yelling something behind me. She won’t be able to act up for a while.

The way to the room was quite quiet.

It was the time, and there must have been many female students who were listening at the door and paying attention to the situation in the hallway.

“Aren’t you going to ask? What’s your relationship with that Marquis Family?”

“It’s obvious. There was a past relationship, but now it’s not good. And the beginning was a minor argument or the family joined a different faction.”

Always boring and tiring, a typical repertoire.

It’s a past circumstance that can be heard anywhere.

In noble society, it is natural to betray and attach oneself to another family, making relationships trivial.

Arietta looked at me with wide eyes.

“Wow, how do you know so well?”

“I have seen that happen a lot.””

That’s what past relationships are all about.

If it’s a position like a noble, they would have separated for political reasons, no matter who betrayed them.

After passing through the quiet hallway, we finally arrived at our room.

“This is our room. The princess and I will spend the night together from today.”

“Your words sound a bit strange.”

“There’s no particular meaning. Rather, thinking like that is just wrong.”

The roommate in the girls’ dormitory is a girl, and in the end, we have to fall asleep together in the same room.

Let’s put aside the identity for now, but this is a bit much.

“By the way. That Arnold of the Edenberun Marquis Family. Why was he so angry and burning at you alone?”

The princess asked me as she entered the room.

I wonder. Maybe it’s the instinct of a beast.

“I guess he felt something because he’s from a knight family. Those who have rolled around on the battlefield for a while develop an eye for people after a certain point because of who the opponent is. In his eyes, I was a monster in a woman’s skin.”

Perhaps it’s also Arnold’s personality.

He must have had the instinct of a beast.

The Marquis Family of Edenberun had also tried to eliminate me and foamed at the mouth.

It seems to be a characteristic of that clan.

Instinct is instinct, but if it’s too much, it ends up like Arnold.

“Oh, are you taking off your clothes?”

“Yes. I can’t just stay in my outdoor clothes.”

Arietta took off her clothes.

If she were a royal, the maids would take off her clothes, but I’m glad she didn’t ask me to take them off.

I can’t believe there’s a woman taking off her clothes in front of me.

And she’s a princess.

Of course, due to the nature of my job, it’s not the first time I’ve seen it.

Like a noble’s wife to be assassinated. Or to get what you want by really socializing, etc.

I’ve seen a woman’s naked body several times when I spend the night.

The assassination target also takes off the artifacts worn on the body when they take off their clothes like that, so I just had to cut their throats.

Platinum hair flowing down like water.

Calm blue eyes like a lake.

Long eyelashes.

Snow-white flesh. Each one seems to have been well taken care of.

She seems to have paid attention to her appearance, if nothing else.

The biggest thing I’m curious about is that she hasn’t had a fiancé until now.

With that kind of appearance, there must be men who are crazy about her appearance and want to get engaged because their lower bodies react.

The princess, feeling my gaze, quietly looks at me.

“Why are your eyes shining?”

“Ah, I’m a star sign. It’s a kind of characteristic.”

I couldn’t just say I was staring blankly. I thought, “As expected, a royal is a royal.”

“You’re a star sign? And you’re not even a royal?”

“Originally, the chosen ones receive the star sign’s blessing.”

Blessing of the Constellations.

The constellations that exist in the blue sky above, far and farther away, choose humans they like as their alter egos and grant them abilities.

It is an ability for the star sign you have, and the ratio is very small worldwide, so star sign is usually the object of envy or admiration, or conversely, fear.

Well, there’s no reason to tell you all that.

“What is it?”

“I’ll let you know when you get blessed too, Princess.

Unexpectedly, the princess, who I thought would ask more, just nodded.

But she still doesn’t seem to like something.

“Apart from that, I feel sneaky?”

“It must be a misunderstanding.”

I’m just looking at the body that’s different from the women in the hero party.

Of course. Still, as a man, I can’t help but be drawn to the female body.

I make thousands of them in front of the mirror for a while.

It’s even more so with other people’s bodies.

As expected of a royal, she has a good body.

It’s interesting that no one has proposed marriage, even though she’s good enough to take someone.

That’s probably because the other royals have touched it.

After changing her clothes, washing, and sitting on the bed, she slowly opened her mouth.

“What about that maid who targeted me this morning?”

That maid.

To be honest, I’ve already given her a warning.

Either she would be provoked or she would be holed up for a while.

“She’s probably being scolded by her master right now and it will probably be a good warning.”

By now, the [Mana Thread] embedded in her body will not be able to withstand it and will explode inside her body.

That will be another kind of pleasure.

Around the time Arietta stayed in the dormitory.

Princess Ailia stayed in the princess’s palace in the imperial palace, away from the dormitory.

As always, as she was drawing up a scenario in her head for whether she had properly managed her factions and what she should do in the future.

Something happened that upset her.

Yes. I’m talking about the two men and women in front of me now.

One is the maid Mary, who was attached to drive Arietta into mana addiction in the long term. One is Arnold, the heir to the Edenberun family.

Both of them had deathly faces.

“The maid failed to even give my sister the tea.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Arnold, who is supposed to be my knight, was properly defeated.”

“I…. I’m sorry.”

Looking at their miserable faces, the anger that was about to come out disappeared.

No, I was so angry that I went over the limit and reached resignation.

“Let’s say you couldn’t give her the tea. I can understand that. Anyone with some knowledge of magic would notice. But, you know.”

“Keuk.”

“Even so. You can’t beat that Bathory girl with that size? You even used [Illusionary Spear Sword Technique] in a practice match in front of the instructor? And you still couldn’t win?”

What are you going to do?

How could you be so miserably defeated?

“It’s strange, Princess. There was something strange about that woman.”

“Isn’t that a pathetic excuse for losing to a young lady?”

“Why else would I be like this? That woman is a threat to the empire. My instincts tell me. That woman is not human. What’s inside her is evil, and evil again. A being of the abyss itself is trapped inside.”

Arnold shook his head violently as if he were possessed by something.

What is it that makes him like that?

Edenberun clearly said that the sense of combat along with [Illusionary Spear Sword Technique] is like the instinct of a beast.

Then maybe he felt something with that sense.

The senses of Edenberun cannot be ignored.

But even so. If a guy who is supposedly the heir to the Marquis Family acts like he’s possessed by a demon and gets defeated like that.

What will happen to her position as the lord?

I could see my brothers laughing at her when they heard this news tomorrow.

“Okay. I know she’s great compared to her appearance. I know I shouldn’t ignore her. I know my sister has a reliable escort knight. But even so, so miserably? Even if you lose, you should at least protect your honor.”

To be honest, if Arnold was alone, even if he was trampled on by that Bathory or whatever young lady, stripped naked, and mocked, I could just let it go.

But apart from that, isn’t Edenberun on her side?

They are allies.

Shouldn’t they not do that as the princess’s faction?

“Okay. Thanks to you, I’ve been properly humiliated by my brother. Stay quiet for a while. Mary. I’m going to take a shower, so prepare the bathroom.”

“Yes. Keuk?

Puhak!

Mary, who was trying to carry out the order while watching the princess’s eyes, vomited blood and collapsed.

Mary, who struggled for a long time as if in pain, reached out to the princess and lost consciousness.

Ailia, who was blankly looking down at Mary, who was convulsing and vomiting blood, was so dumbfounded that she laughed in vain without realizing it.

“Heh. It seems like she’s not ordinary.”

It’s probably that Bathory or whatever.

I don’t know what tricks she played, but she knows that we can’t move carelessly and is doing this.

How should I catch these guys?

Ailia’s worries deepened.