episode_0315

A banquet specially held courtesy of the imperial family.

Since the event was held solely to celebrate Siron Prien’s safe return and his achievements, the number of participants was small.

There are only those who are closely related to Shiron and whom the emperor trusts and seeks to gain favor from.

Of course, just because the number of participants was small, the scale was not simple. Unlike the world that future Seira knows, the emperor here revealed that she was a woman and was in an affair with Shiron Prien.

The sight of the emotionless and cold-hearted emperor becoming romantically involved with the man he owned and trying to be cute to impress was a very, very surprising sight, but what was important now was not Victor.

Lucia Prien.

A woman engrossed in food in a corner of the banquet hall.

With so many different delicacies on offer, you might think you’d be preoccupied with eating, but if you look closely, that’s not the case.

Meat flakes hanging down on the plate.

Those are not the foods served at the banquet hall.

It was originally a large chunk of steak. Lucia was really cutting the meat into small pieces and stuffing it into her mouth.

[…Why are you doing something like that?]

Future Seira muttered in a slightly embarrassed voice. I thought he was playing with his food, but seeing as he emptied his plate cleanly, it wasn’t like that.

‘It’s because I don’t want to talk to people.’

[You’re doing something like that for just that reason?]

‘okay.’

Seira responded to the ringing in her head in an indifferent manner.

‘Think about it carefully. Have you ever seen Lucia here at the party talking to anyone?’

[…doesn’t exist. But doing something like that means not having a conversation…]

‘Thanks to doing things like that, people aren’t coming to me.’

[…!]

A flash of lightning flashed through future Seira’s mind.

Certainly, as if he had some kind of mental problem, it was difficult to talk to him when he was chopping meat into small pieces.

There was a time when Hugo and Glenn approached her to talk to her, but they immediately turned their backs on her for the same reason.

I feel uncomfortable.

So, I wish someone would just leave me alone.

Lucia was expressing her earnest request without opening her mouth.

Of course, Yoru was emptying her plate in front of her without notice, but other than that, Lucia had been lonely ever since she joined the party.

Even though she is wearing a beautiful dress, she doesn’t dance or talk to people. But that doesn’t mean I enjoy food.

I don’t know why I attended the party if this was going to be like this, but Seira pointed to a man with her chin as if she knew what the future Seira was up to.

Siron Prien.

Lucia was unable to take her mind off the man who was dancing with the women.

‘Lucia is waiting for her turn. For those times when Siriel or the cross-dressing emperor missed Siron!’

[…Just say you want to dance too. Since the disciple is a good person, he will fully comply with the request.]

‘Thank goodness Lucia can ignore those strong things.’

Tsk! Seira even clicked her tongue and denied the ringing in her head.

‘I don’t know what the Lucia of that world is like, but the Lucia of this world has been dependent on the kid for a long time. Thanks to attending the academy, I didn’t end up in the worst situation, but it’s true that I became more timid than Kylie.’

[hmm.]

‘Also, Lucia is unnecessarily nice, so I’m aware that I’m second to none. That perverted, majo, cross-dressing emperor piled several layers of iron plates on top of the iron kettle… but Lucia is feeling guilty.’

[I see.]

‘I want to dance with the little boy, I have to wait for every opportunity, and I can’t miss an opportunity while talking to people. ‘I practiced that self-destructive method.’

Still, there was a part of him that was protective to a certain extent, perhaps because he was a friend, but in essence, it was a speech criticizing Lucia.

Future Seira agreed with Seira’s opinion to some extent. but,

[But, what does that have to do with reduced intelligence? If you just look at that, you’re just being stupidly nice, right?]

There is a clear difference between being stupidly nice and having low intelligence. Moreover, since the cause was sex, it was difficult to sympathize with Seira for that part.

‘Do you really think so?’

Seira laughed and vomited out white steam. As if he was drunk, the breath he exhaled was full of intoxication.

‘When we confronted the Apostle, Lucia almost fell for the Apostle disguised as a child. Even if they look the same and even smell the same. Perfect! ‘Your face looks greasy.’

[Isn’t it because I’m tired? If anyone is working hard all week… it’s natural for their cognitive abilities to decline.]

Future Seira refuted with a broken spirit.

‘Lucia is the same, but so are the other kids.’

Seira thought of Siriel and the Emperor she had met in the fog.

Although it was nothing more than a shell created by an apostle, its original form was the world outside the fog.

A world line where Siron and I did not have sex.

In that world, Siriel and Viktor did not show cuteness or make silly faces to get Siron’s attention.

An infinitely cool and cold appearance. And, none of them had any sexual experience.

‘Ciriel, Viktor, Yuma. First of all, there are four women I know, including Lucia. I was convinced after experiencing that world. ‘All the women who had sex with Siron were less intelligent.’

[There are too few samples.]

‘Not enough samples? All four of them started having sex and behaving irrationally. The probability is 100%. ‘I wonder if I need to do more?’

[hmm…]

Future Seira moaned. The four examples used to support Seira’s claim were extremely poor, but I couldn’t think of anything to refute.

That’s because even future Seira knew what it meant to fall in love.

If I have someone I love, I feel like I want to save them even if it means giving up my life.

Scholars say that the meaning of existence of living things lies in leaving behind children.

In that case, it was a very irrational act to give up one’s life for the other person even though they were still in a romantic relationship.

Future Seira’s inability to forget Shiron, who has already died, only hinders her decision to leave in search of a new partner.

Perhaps it was the moment when I was trying to be persuaded, but a question suddenly occurred to me.

[Does that mean your intelligence is so low that you can’t use magic?]

‘I am a great wizard. To use delicate and great magic, you need high intelligence. Creating new magic also requires a lot of passion. ‘You’re afraid of the late wind, so if you’re going to have sex, won’t all your nerves go in that direction?’

[Even though I love my student, I created a new magic…]

‘Your obsession with the little boy was the driving force, right?’

Seira shook her head.

‘lets think. What if you had sex with that kid over there and had a baby in your stomach? You could have already given birth. Then do you think you can create this terrible possession magic?’

[…I guess it ended with memories after raising the child.]

‘okay! That’s right!’

Slowly, I started to succumb to persuasion. Seira clenched her fists and raised them high.

“Why is he like that?”

The center of the banquet hall,

Shiron gave a sad look to Seira, who was muttering like crazy.

“I don’t know? I guess I’m drunk. More than that. I’m dancing, so please focus on me.”

“…Okay.”

Siron looked away and stared at Victor in front of him.

For some reason, she was wearing a blue dress as if to emphasize that she was a woman.

It has a bold design with a large hollow around the neck as if to emphasize the chest, and barely visible hip cleavage. The short hair is still the same, but that part acts as a kick and adds a unique charm.

Siron clearly recognized Victor as a woman.

“The dress suits you well.”

“Hehe, thank you.”

“Are you going to announce that you are a woman now?”

“I didn’t announce it, but I don’t care if it gets caught anyway. The punitive system that had been difficult for hundreds of years was completed, and most of the power my father had was vested in me.”

Victor did not refer to Franz Bezos as a situation.

“Situation What won’t His Majesty say?”

“Well, I think my father would be convinced even if I were a girl.”

After saying that, Victor gently placed Siron’s hand on his stomach. Needless to say, who noticed the stomach that was slightly sticking out of the dress?

“Because your father really liked you. In fact, I think they might not welcome it.”

“I hope it goes well.”

“Don’t worry about this. Because I didn’t have the baby to get you into trouble.”

“…”

“What are you doing, the steps have stopped!”

Victor smiled brightly and hugged Siron’s back. A situation where you are inevitably led.

Victor danced, even shedding sweat, even though his body was not bare.

Seeing that, Louise clapped her hands to the beat. Go to Lucia’s side.

“What, what is it?”

“Why are you so alone? Miss Lucia, don’t you dance?”

“You are the one. You’ve been clapping your hands since a while ago.”

“I am happy just watching Your Majesty dance with Lord Siron.”

“…You’re full too.”

Lucia, who had nothing to say, turned to another topic. Louise stuck out her stomach as if aware of the downward gaze.

“Oh, this? Siron took pity on our couple and gave us grace.”

“…I see.”

Lucia reacted angrily to the calm answer. Then he looked at Seira hanging out in the corner of the banquet hall.

‘Why is that guy so drunk again?’

Lucia had heard, at least roughly, about Seira’s situation.

I had a sad breakup with my future self… I think it’s inevitable that I’ll drink alcohol out of a sense of loss, but at the same time, I think it’s also possible to stop an older man from becoming such a spoiled drunkard.

…What I thought was breaking was the same with this banquet.

Even though it was a banquet held at the emperor’s discretion, I wonder if it’s okay for it to be this messy.

You don’t know how surprised Hugo and Eldrina were when Viktor showed up dressed as a man.

Now that she was dancing with Siron, the mood was to just move on without saying anything, but the chaotic atmosphere did not subside.

‘Siriel also has a light in her eyes.’

Lucia rested her chin and sighed.

It was held under the pretext of celebrating Siron, but in Lucia’s eyes, it seemed merely a banquet to satisfy the emperor’s personal desires.