33. Fall.

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When Narsih and Spruh returned, Huanna talked with them, telling them about Cornelia’s situation.

 

Narsih shared in the sadness and comforted Huanna, and she fell even more deeply for Narsih.

 

 

After killing time like that and eating dinner, Huanna cautiously opened her mouth.

 

 

“Narsih, I need to talk to Spruh about some state affairs for a bit…”

“Ah, I’ll leave you two alone.”

“Sorry…”

“No, it’s okay. It’s only natural. Hehe.”

 

 

Narsih lightly kissed the apologetic Huanna and left the room.

 

 

 

And so, only Spruh and Huanna were left in the room.

Huanna parted her lips.

 

 

 

“Spruh, that inn from earlier, could I go there too?”

“Huh?”

 

I was bracing myself, thinking she might be planning to turn me into a Bamgnil, but I heard something completely out of left field.

 

 

Huanna gracefully caressed the edge of her wine glass.

 

 

“I want to walk the path that Narsih walked.”

“Is… is that so.”

 

 

It felt pretty perverted.

No, actually, Huanna is quite the pervert when it comes to Narsih.

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the end, Huanna was guided by Spruh and secretly left the Imperial Palace. No guards accompanied them, and no one knew about their outing except for a few guards.

 

When they arrived in the city, Spruh could roughly grasp her intentions.

 

 

‘She’s trying to bite me where Aran isn’t…!’

 

 

I didn’t know the details, but I heard she wouldn’t bite while Narsih was around.

So, the goal is to go somewhere Narsih isn’t and bite Spruh!

 

 

 

 

“It’s nice. The city is.”

“Hehe. Right?”

“It’s full of life. Active.”

 

 

It was quite dark, but even so, there were many people walking around the city.

Lights twinkled here and there, and the voices of market vendors selling their wares could be heard from afar.

 

 

Noisy, but also a familiar sight.

 

Huanna was seeing these aspects of the city for the first time in her life.

 

 

She was truly a typical princess who had only grown up in the Imperial Palace.

The only times she left the Imperial Palace were when she went on expeditions for war, so she had lived her entire life in the Imperial Palace.

 

 

Before I knew it, she was wandering around like the young maidens of her age, looking at pretty accessories and such.

 

Spruh felt a strange feeling as she watched her from behind.

Just looking at her like that, she seemed like an ordinary woman, an innocent girl.

 

 

‘Of course, the contents aren’t, though.’

 

 

 

 

 

Had it been about an hour? Huanna took Spruh to the inn that Narsih had visited.

 

 

“But what did you two do at the inn? Just the two of you girls.”

 

She added, “You weren’t having an affair, were you?” and chuckled, finding it absurd herself.

 

 

It’s not often that you see a woman who indulges in women.

Moreover, Spruh had never discovered such a tendency while keeping her by her side.

 

 

“N, no way… we just talked about this and that. That person is also from a commoner background, after all.”

“Indeed, you must have things in common.”

 

 

Huanna nodded.

 

 

 

 

The two women entered the inn and immediately rented a room and went upstairs.

Thinking about it, it’s a pretty absurd situation.

 

The empress of a nation renting a room in such a shabby inn.

 

 

But Spruh, knowing the circumstances, seemed to have expected it and gradually tensed up.

 

 

 

“Spruh.”

 

 

Huanna said, sitting on the bed.

 

 

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Would you come closer for a moment?”

 

Spruh approached without suspicion.

 

 

“Do you… trust me, Spruh-ssi?”

“Pardon?”

“Will you trust me no matter what the situation?”

“Of course!”

 

 

I answer, playing the role of the old Spruh.

I already hate Huanna a lot, but my acting is top-notch.

 

 

Huanna’s face became slightly flushed.

 

 

“Then…”

 

 

She looked like she was about to whisper something.

Spruh steeled herself and lowered her head.

 

 

Huanna whispered in Spruh’s ear.

 

 

 

 

“Become entirely mine.”

 

 

 

 

 

Before I could even react, Huanna’s mouth covered Spruh’s white neck.

 

 

“Kyaa!!”

 

 

A chilling sound of kwadeuk.

And the pain of having my neck torn off.

 

In an instant, I felt dizzy and my knees gave way.

 

 

“Aaaagh!!”

 

 

Huanna stuck to her and sucked her blood.

With red eyes and a blissful expression.

 

 

‘It, it hurts…!!’

 

 

On the other hand, Spruh’s face was distorted.

An extreme pain I had never experienced before in my life.

 

 

It was even more painful and agonizing than when I was surrounded and raped by women.

 

I hated Huanna, who I already disliked, even more intensely.

 

 

 

 

 

After some time had passed.

By the time the pain had subsided, Spruh’s face was already covered in tears.

 

At least she was relatively clean.

Depending on the person, many people wet themselves.

 

 

 

“Welcome. Now you are my family.”

 

Huanna smiled bitterly.

 

 

“…”

 

 

Spruh looked at her, feigning a bewildered expression.

 

 

“What is this…”

“Bamgnil. I became a Bamgnil due to some kind of curse. It’s truly a regrettable thing.

I need your help to break free from slavery and become free. Just do what you’ve been doing so far.”

 

 

Huanna explained this and that to Spruh, who still didn’t understand the situation, and made the same contract she had made with the nobles.

 

From now, starting in 1 hour, if you don’t listen to Huanna for 3 months, and if you don’t say the predetermined words within a week before the 3 months expire, it will be automatically renewed.

 

 

It was truly Huanna’s trick to get rid of Aran by any means.

 

Since she can’t kill him with her own hands, her subordinates, who are not under her command, will kill Aran in a place she doesn’t know.

 

What a wonderful plan.

 

 

And Spruh is the person who is absolutely necessary.

She has been brainwashed to harbor malice towards Aran, so she will do a great job.

 

 

 

Huanna stared at her for a moment and suddenly hugged her tightly.

 

 

“?”

“Did it hurt a lot? I’m sorry. But I couldn’t help it either. To live…”

“…”

 

 

She even started to sob.

If it were the old Spruh, I would have fallen for it and said I would give my life for her.

But it was different now.

I know the truth, and I hate her.

 

 

“Your Majesty…”

 

 

Spruh pretended to be okay and sobbed along with her.

Her acting was so good that Spruh was completely fooled.

 

 

“You probably guessed it by now, right? Why I’m going to such lengths… it’s because my master is Aran.”

 

A tone full of malice.

Spruh nodded in agreement.

 

“Please… please fulfill my wish… I’m counting on you.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

 

 

 

 

 

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After returning to the palace, Huanna immediately started working.

She was writing a letter to send to the Sok King.

 

 

I felt like I had a lot to do today, but when I thought that I would soon be able to overthrow Aran, strength welled up from every part of my body.

 

 

“Hehe… Hehehe…”

 

 

Laughter that came out from time to time.

Just thinking about a world without Aran made me happy.

 

 

 

“First, I’ll invite that Aran bastard to a banquet… no, a masquerade ball. The pretext will be… yes, let’s make it about discussing the territory gained from the Holy War.”

 

 

If he doesn’t come, there’s a way. I can have Cornelia write a letter.

Aran, being a commoner and a foreign man, wouldn’t be able to refuse Cornelia, who is his benefactor.

 

 

After calling Aran like that, I’ll get rid of him by putting Spruh forward.

 

If the two see each other’s faces, they’ll recognize each other, but it’s a masquerade ball, so that won’t happen.

Even if she recognizes Aran, Huanna has already given the order, ‘Please fulfill my wish.’ The wish that Spruh knows is the assassination of Aran.

 

 

Even if she recognizes Aran, she will have no choice but to give the order to kill him.

 

 

“It’s done. You’re in my world now.”

 

 

Cornelia, who was subjugated using hundreds of Bamgnils and the Absolute Ring. And even Narsih, a Tier 7 martial artist!

 

 

There’s nothing to fear.

 

Once Aran is eliminated, she can spread her ambitions all over the world.

 

 

 

“Don’t worry, Mother. I will engrave the name of Persia on the entire continent.”

 

 

Her eyes shone with greed.

 

 

What she wants is the world.

And a name.

 

If Cornelia ended the Warring States period and established the first empire, making a name for herself, she plans to leave her name as a conqueror who dominated the world.

 

 

Moreover, her lifespan is eternal.

 

If Aran wins the Holy War and claims to be a god, she will show her eternal life and naturally make people worship her.

 

 

 

“Aran, don’t be too sad. You enjoyed my body a lot, didn’t you? That’s enough. Isn’t it?”

 

 

A bitter smile was drawn so deeply that the afterimage remained.