episode_0059

Episode 59.

A few days have passed.

Looking at Carmel’s body in the morning and evening, light sexual harassment, and a little bickering. The days were not much different from my daily life so far.

Until Sinia brought a letter from William Roberts.

‘You’re here…!’

There was also an invitation to a tea party, and the timing was just right.

I sat down by the window and started reading it.

“Um, um…”

The sentence is concise. But sometimes there is something novel about it. This is a text that seems to show William’s neat face.

Not only was it easy to read, but the content was informative. It contained quite a bit of information that I didn’t know. Although it was in the form of a letter, it was closer to a report. It delved into a fairly deep part of the Laurentian family.

The current matriarch of Laurencia is Reid Laurencia. Naturally, he is the center of power and the symbol of the family called Laurentia.

However, he is over 70 years old. There are no immediate health problems, but it is time to think about succession. It is said that Laurentia is largely divided into two factions over the position of the next head of the family.

First, Elrond Laurentia.

He is the eldest son who played an active role right next to Reid. It seems that he is already in charge of most of the management of the territory. I’ve never heard of any problems in Laurencia’s territory, so they’re probably doing well.

And Luna Laurentia.

The eldest daughter, that is, Elrond’s younger sister. It appears that they are running a textile business using cotton fabric. However, it gives the impression that he is lacking in many ways compared to Elrond, who has begun the succession process in earnest.

Hmm… Then it seems likely that Luna Laurentia is the one who joined hands with Carmel.

There is no reason for Elrond to go on an adventure. As long as there are no major mistakes, she will be able to take on the position of head of the family without difficulty. There would be no motivation to commit the foolish act of inserting oneself into a conspiracy related to the royal family.

However, Luna is at a great disadvantage. He may have decided that he could not change the situation without taking risks. Without even knowing that Carmel is a rotten rope.

Let’s imagine.

What Luna Laurencia can gain from her deal with the queen, and what she can give in return.

It is clear what Carmel can do for Luna. Making her the head of Laurentia, or providing crucial help to make that happen. If you use the queen’s power and Carmel’s magic, you will have plenty of means.

So, conversely, what can Luna do for Carmel?

What Carmel wants is… Lustier and my destruction. It is unlikely that the Laurentian family, which holds a high position in the kingdom, would want the destruction of the Lustier Kingdom itself. In that case, Luna’s cooperation is probably about myself.

In that case, it is understandable that they invited me into their territory. During the lavish reception, I was probably planning to take advantage of the moment when I was distracted to check the cards in my hand and see which of them I should take away.

There are many cards I have, including memories as a reincarnated person, knights, princess status, magic eye, etc. If there’s a chance of even one of them being taken away…

…Must be superior to Roberts.

This detailed report reads a little differently. Entrusting the investigation of Laurentia to William Roberts may have ended up being both exquisite and a bit harsh.

To me, Roberts Company is just one of many cards I have, but to William, it is everything.

The guardianship I currently have for Roberts Company. If you hand it over to the nobles or Laurentia, there is no way they will obediently return it to William in the future.

‘Well, it was worth a desperate investigation.’

Well, but nothing has been confirmed yet. In any case, it is just circumstantial and plausible story. Going forward, we will have to continue to gather evidence for judgment.

For the little Viscount who worked hard, for the Kingdom of Lustier, and most of all, for my own happy future.

* * *

A woman wearing a black hat stands in a meadow with a mixture of green and dead grass. Even at a glance, she looks like a witch.

As soon as I saw it, I knew it was a dream. I’ve been living in one room for the past two weeks, and suddenly I’m in a grassy field. It can only be a dream.

The black witch instantly turned to me and said.

“Hello? Lustier.”

Do you know me? Well, since it’s a character in a dream, how could it be impossible?

“Yes. I am Sarah Lustier, princess of the Lustier Kingdom. Who are you?”

When I ask, the witch’s eyebrows raise. As if I had heard a very unexpected remark.

“You don’t know me? Lustier… forgot about me?”

Along with the witch’s expression, the surrounding scenery also becomes distorted. You begin to feel the chill from deep inside your body. The witch’s face, which was originally beautiful, had a look of hatred in her eyes.

It was a vicious scene that reminded me of a scene from a horror movie, but I was staring at it in bewilderment. Since it’s a dream anyway, no matter how much of a nightmare it is, it won’t cause me any harm.

“Do you mean that even the princess doesn’t know my name? My devotion and my anger! All of Lustier is devoted…! Vias Lustier!”

“Vias Lustier…?”

As far as I know, that is the name of the founder of this country. Does this mean that this person is a person from the distant past? Why do I have this dream of a witch…

The witch’s hand roughly squeezed my shoulder. Even though it was a dream, I felt pain. His hands were as cold as a corpse. In that state, the witch shouted words that were like a spell.

“Pakeas Che Enekra! Paceas Che Enekra!”

* * *

“Princess, princess! Are you okay? How can you sweat so much…”

“Ah, yes. are you okay. I had a bit of a nightmare.”

When I open my eyes, it is a familiar sight. A maid was looking at me with a worried face next to the bed.

“I will clean your body. It would be better to change your clothes into new ones…”

“Yes, please.”

While the maid was wiping off my sweat and changing my clothes, I was thinking about the dream I had just had.

It didn’t feel like a simple dream at all. The presence of the witch burning with hatred was still vivid before my eyes.

Plus, those last words.

It clearly sounded like Enekra.

Of course, I can’t help but think of the Book of Enekra. The Book of Enekra, said to be used by a witch with tremendous power.

Could it be that the witch I saw in my dream was the one who caused it? Is it because it is connected to the Book of Enekra?

In many ways, it was difficult to dismiss it as a simple dream.

I spoke to the maid who finished her work.

“Can I ask you to run an errand for me?”

“Of course, princess. What is it?”

“At the library… Um, I would like some books on the language of the Caucasus people, or rather the language of the northern peoples in general. If you tell the librarian, he or she will pick it for you.”

“Are you talking about books related to the language of northern peoples, including the Caucasus? I understand.”

The maid left the room to run my errand, and I got up from the bed.

A dream may be just a dream.

Even if the dream was a phenomenon that was somehow related to the grimoire, there was absolutely no reason to believe there was any connection between it and that.

But my intuition told me it was worth a try.

I headed to the box I had failed to open several times. To the box of problems sealed with the maxim of the northern people.

“Pakea Sce Enekra.”

Isn’t this the pronunciation? It’s difficult to follow because the voice is so passionate.

“Paque Aste Enekra.”

There is no response this time too. then…

“Pakeas Che Enekra.”

At that moment, crash. I could hear something operating inside.

Uh… really? Is it open? It really opened?

I carefully lifted the lid of the box. Inside, there was so much black magic that it made you dizzy.

What was inside was… a branch of mistletoe.

“…Tree branch…?”

No, it’s not an ordinary tree branch. Just by looking at the concentration of this black magic power that was slowly dispersing into the air, it was clear that it was no ordinary object.

Is this something that Carmel didn’t want to be discovered even at the risk of humiliation? I think it would be better not to touch it hastily.

Maybe if I call Monaz, I’ll be able to find out what it is… but if it’s really an extremely dangerous item, it’ll cause a big uproar, so I’ll have to stop. Moreover, I have a promise with Carmel,

I closed the lid without touching anything inside. As soon as I closed it, there was a clicking sound from inside again and the box was locked again.

Anyway, I now have a way to open the box. If a safe investigation method comes to mind, we can investigate it then.

But it’s still a question. Why was the box open? What on earth does the witch in the dream have to do with Carmel?

Soon the maid who had been sent to the library returned with both hands full of books. I immediately piled up the books and started reading.

Paceas Che Enekra.

It is an old language of the Khakas tribe,

It meant ‘Enekra will curse’.