episode_0151

The villa where the princess resides has been transformed into a place befitting her status through the efforts of her retainers.

The imperial seal and symbol representing the imperial family.

The villa, decorated with an abundance of gold, is noticeably different from its previous appearance.

Even Charles II was amazed by the change.

Even the king himself would not have known that the villa would be transformed into such a splendid place when he gave it to him.

The main hall of the villa was magnificent and splendid.

The marble columns and golden decorations stretched endlessly, and the large stained glass windows let in a variety of light.

And at the center of this overwhelming space was the princess.

Beatrice’s presence in a black dress seemed like it could fill an entire grand hall by itself.

The aura that emanates from her now makes it impossible to hide her true identity.

Now, even if she were to introduce herself as Count Dahlia’s daughter, no one would believe her.

The atmosphere is different.

Even those who knew her before will have a different impression of the current Beatrice.

Lady Beatrice is fading away, while Princess Trixie Green is becoming clearer.

She raised her head, her chin resting on her hand, and her turquoise eyes blinking.

While I was spending my free time, I noticed someone coming before the huge gate of Daejeon opened.

Clank-

The door engraved with the sun began to open.

Beatrice looked up.

Soon, I was startled to see people coming through the open door.

In fact, since the people who go in and out of Daejeon are the same every day, Alex and Blair had a rough idea.

But the woman who came in with them—she was obviously dragged in—was completely unexpected.

“…Why…the saint……?”

Beatrice rose from her throne.

The voice was calm, but there was a clear sense of trembling somewhere.

I wonder what this is on this leisurely morning.

As Blair quietly knelt down on one knee, Alex followed suit, shoving the saintess towards Beatrice’s throne.

“There was an intruder last night. They came through the secret teleportation base in the southern cathedral of Primira. Fortunately, Tres and I were guarding it, so the defense line was not breached. ”

Oh, I see. That’s fortunate, I was embarrassed to simply answer.

Beatrice just blinked her large eyes as she listened to Alex’s report.

“Your Majesty, in fact—”

“There were two intruders, the saintess here and the owner of the holy sword.”

“?!”

As Blair tried to report in detail in a complicated voice, Alex struck again.

“The knife… The knife came?”

Beatrice’s voice trembled slightly.

Her turquoise eyes shook slightly as she looked back and forth between the two knights. She seemed to be in disbelief.

Alex, who was observing the princess’s reaction, raised the corners of his lips and nodded.

“Yes, Your Majesty. I met him in person. The Master of the Holy Sword entered the Southern Cathedral with the Saintess. But don’t worry. Tress took care of it. ”

“Processed… What does that mean?”

Beatrice was visibly agitated.

Alex, who had been observing the princess’s reaction with his eyes raised, smiled meaningfully when he saw Blair kneeling on one knee next to him and bowing her head.

“Tress confronted him directly. He overcame the Saint’s attack and pierced his shoulder. Although he missed, neither the Order nor the Empire will ever dream of invading via teleportation again.”

“……”

Beatrice’s gaze slowly turned to Blair.

Blair still couldn’t raise her head, but her hands were shaking.

“Piercing… Tres, is it true?”

The princess asked calmly, but Blair, who had been watching her for a long time, could sense the coldness hidden in her voice.

Blair took a deep breath and answered.

“It’s true. I dealt with him myself. He is too dangerous. For Your Majesty’s safety, I tried to eliminate him before he got stronger. I didn’t inflict a fatal injury, but for the time being—”

Beatrice slumped down on the throne helplessly.

“I… I told you not to do that…”

The princess’s eyes darted between Blair, who was bowing her head weakly, and Alex, who had a relaxed expression.

I barely suppressed the anxiety and anger that suddenly rose up in me when I heard that Carl had been injured.

She clenched her fists without realizing it.

“Why did you disobey me, Tress? Was it perhaps ‘words’ that weren’t enough?”

Alex felt his heart pounding as he tried to suppress the sneer that was threatening to escape.

Oath of Darkness.

Now he immediately realized what the princess was thinking.

Blair bowed her head even deeper and spoke firmly.

“If Your Majesty reprimands me, I will gladly accept it. I am prepared to punish you. However, Karl Maynor…! He will be a great threat to Your Majesty. I have decided that it is in Your Majesty’s best interest to eliminate him, even at the cost of my life.”

“Threat? What kind of threat did he think he was to me?”

The princess’s voice became as cold as ice.

As I imagined the sword thrust at me, I was overcome with an unbearable sadness.

The grand hall, once filled with morning sunlight, began to darken. The princess’s darkness slowly spread from the throne.

Alana looked at the sight in bewilderment, and Blair’s lips were tightly shut.

“Your Majesty, the master of the Holy Sword is not a simple imperial knight. He is the son of a duke and the center of the empire that ousted the imperial family. Furthermore, the light of the Holy Sword… felt like an incredible power to me.”

Alex chimed in again, as if to offer his own defense.

“Tress’s decision was entirely for the safety of Her Highness the Princess. She is Her Highness’s subordinate and a true guardian. A lowly person like me would not dare to imitate—”

“You don’t have to defend me. I asked Tres.”

Alex then stepped back and smiled slightly. He did so secretly so that the princess would not see his leisurely and mean smile.

Blair bit her lip and said nothing.

Her displeasure with Alex’s actions was clearly evident on her face, but she could not argue with him in front of the princess.

“Answer me. Did the sword feel so threatening that you disobeyed my orders?”

“Your Majesty… I am afraid.”

“Are you scared?”

Beatrice’s eyes narrowed.

“I am terribly afraid of losing Your Majesty… Back then, just like that day… I… I was at fault, I was not there, and I was afraid of losing Your Majesty too…”

“……”

Beatrice’s eyes wavered.

The darkness surrounding the surroundings began to fade.

“From that day on, I kept renewing my promise.”

“Blair…”

“Nothing that threatens Your Highness, or anyone with the potential to threaten Your Highness, will be sent to Your Highness’ side.”

Beatrice was silent for a moment.

Blair’s words brought up painful memories the two shared.

“It’s not Blair’s fault, it’s mine—”

“I will humbly accept Your Majesty’s rebuke. However, I cannot stand by and watch the buds that could threaten Your Majesty later, so I have no regrets about my actions.”

Blair’s voice was shaky but firm.

“Stop…”

Beatrice raised her hand to stop Blair.

He sighed and leaned back on the throne.

“Alex.”

As the heavy air began to thin, Beatrice opened her mouth.

The calm voice soon regained its composure.

“You run back to your original mission. The sect’s teleportation device may be activated again. Oh. And, do not act unilaterally without my permission. If the sword sets foot on this land again…”

“I will inform His Majesty immediately. I will not dare to do anything until His Majesty meets him in person.”

Alex nodded briefly and smiled softly.

He made sure that Beatrice’s gaze was away from him and then quietly left the battlefield.

“Blair is…”

He spoke slowly, shifting his gaze.

“Take the saint out.”

Blair finally raised her head slightly and asked.

“Should I lock you up in prison? By the way, it’s suitable for the main palace…”

“No jail.”

Beatrice hesitated for a moment.

Saint Alana is the heroine.

Moreover, she is not just a simple heroine, but the woman closest to the real wife in the original work.

Maybe even now…

“Even if it doesn’t look like it to me, I should treat her with respect because she is a benevolent saint”

He said, looking the bound saint up and down.

“It would be best to prepare a suitable room in the palace and have him stay there. Make sure he doesn’t feel any inconvenience, but keep a close eye on him.”

She is truly a pain in the ass.

My head is spinning because of this woman with big breasts.

“Oh my. Don’t I look like a saint? Tricky Green, if you’re going to keep me out of prison, why don’t you just let me go? Then I can show you how much of a saint I am.”

Alana, who had been watching the whole scene, broke the silence.

The sweet, heavenly voice sounded more beautiful than the last time I heard it.

“To be honest, it was unexpected that you fell into my hands.”

“I know it must be awkward, but wouldn’t it be better for both of us if you just let it go?”

“No, it’s better.”

Alana raised her eyebrows slightly.

“As long as you are in my hands, even the sword will not be able to act recklessly. You don’t feel the need to throw away the cards that have rolled in, do you?”

“…So, in the end, you mean to take me hostage?”

Alana spoke lowly with a stern face.

Instead of answering, Beatrice snickered and spoke to Blair.

“Blair, watch over the saintess. Watch over her and protect her if necessary. Oh. From now on, no one but me can meet the saintess. Do you understand?”

As he said this, he winked at the saintess.

“If this woman gets hurt, I don’t know what Carl will do… I don’t even want to know.”

“I will keep that in mind, Your Majesty.”

“Let this be your punishment for disobeying my orders. This is your punishment and responsibility. So please carry it out with all your heart.”

As Beatrice’s voice became softer, Blair also lowered her head, feeling more at ease.

“I will never disappoint Your Majesty again.”

Blair gave her final example and tried to leave, taking the saint with her.

As I was walking slowly with the saint in front, I heard Beatrice’s soft voice right behind me.

“Wait a minute.”

Blair turned her head slightly and looked at the princess.

Beatrice suddenly came down from the throne and approached Blair.

Her turquoise eyes looked somehow sad.

Beatrice came closer, stopped next to Blair, leaned in slightly and whispered softly in her ear.

“Don’t feel guilty about what happened that day.”

Blair was breathless.

My shoulders shook slightly.

Beatrice whispered as she did so.

“Your guilt is making things harder for me.”

The princess’s voice had a tone closer to a plea, rather than the authority and power it had been carrying.

Beatrice paused for a moment and looked at Blair.

“Mother…”

Beatrice spoke finally, very quietly, in a very small voice.

Blair’s eyes turned red at those words.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to turn her head away.

“Your Majesty… Your kind words are too kind.”

He answered in a trembling voice.

“Go ahead, Blair. And this time…don’t push yourself too hard. If you’re going to disobey my orders, if you’re going to do something for my sake, think of me again. Think about it one more time.”

As Beatrice smiled softly, Blair could not bear to ignore her daughter’s request and answered.

“I will follow your orders with all my convictions at stake.”

Then he turned around and walked with the saint towards the huge door.

Squeak-

Just before the door closed, Alana turned her head slightly and glanced at the princess.

The princess I saw a little while ago was not the villainess I had imagined.

I glimpsed the agony of a woman carrying a heavy burden alone.

It’s a sight that’s hard to believe.

Beatrice de Dahlia.

A royal family member who deceived everyone while hiding his identity.

A demon who mercilessly slaughtered the knights of the church.

But it is so amazing that such a princess can call her knight ‘mother’ and offer him warm comfort.

I wondered if even this was pretense and a lie, but quickly shook my head.

The sincerity in the princess’s eyes was too clear to be a lie.

Alana felt strange.

I never thought I would see this side of a woman I thought was a royal who dealt with evil magic.

The appearance of the princess made Alana feel uncomfortable and complicated.

‘How much does Karl know about that woman?’

I still vividly remember the two people dancing at the Christmas Eve party.

Suddenly a knife came to mind.

He is a rough, yet warm and affectionate man.

Because it was such a sword, it may have even been able to see through this aspect of the princess.

At that thought, Alana smiled bitterly.

‘No, the fact that the princess is evil doesn’t change.’

The heavy doors of the palace closed completely, and the princess disappeared from Alana’s sight.

She looked straight ahead again and followed Blair.

The feeling of anxiety was deepening.

please…

Please, I hope Karl doesn’t understand everything about the princess.

I hope you don’t have to bother finding out about the princess’s many faces.

So, according to the established order, I will put the judgment of light into the princess’s heart.

A selfish prayer that could not be offered up carelessly echoed only in the saint’s heart.