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A lounge on the second floor of the party venue. A man and a woman are facing each other.

The air between them was hung solid.

“What happened to the plan?”

In the heavy atmosphere, Cassis Lenokhonen opened his mouth. His clouded purple eyes stared at Violet.

“I did everything I could. Honestly, I didn’t expect that I would not fall after doing this much. Were Princess Pervace’s arms that good?”

“Be careful what you say.”

“Did I say something wrong? You can tell just by looking at them that they are already… … .”

Knock! Cassis lightly slammed the table between the two of them. His eyes were burning brightly.

“Okay, fine. I won’t talk about it.”

Violet glanced at him briefly and continued speaking.

“Hmm. I don’t think I lacked charm. It’s just that Johan Harsen’s walls were too thick. I really like how he thought of his lover until the end. I envy Princess Perbace.”

The two men’s operation was as follows.

First, Violet catches Johan, using the shoes she had broken beforehand.

And then he lures in a drunken John and spends the night with him, and Cassis lures Princess Perbace there to witness the affair.

That was the plan.

“I already knew he was weak to alcohol, but even when he was drunk, he never forgot about Princess Perbache. Should I have given him another drink? Should I have made him lose his senses completely.”

A somewhat clumsy plan, but one that could be carried out because he knew that Johan Harsen was very weak to alcohol.

It was at a welcome party for civil servants that I learned that he was weak to alcohol.

It was enough information that Johan Harsen, who had been building that solid wall, allowed women to touch him with blurry eyes.

“Ugh, nothing is going right.”

Cassis closed her eyes tightly, frowning. Violet narrowed her eyes.

“What about you? You haven’t even started properly. Are you in a position to blame me?”

“… … .”

“This plan was doomed to fail anyway. It was impossible to threaten the family or take his family hostage because the Perbache family was behind it. It’s in the past, so don’t worry about it, right?”

Violet smiled faintly and raised her eyebrows.

“… Of course. I have prepared for this kind of situation anyway.”

“What is it?”

“… … .”

Cassis gathered up her outerwear and stood up from her seat in the break room. Violet frowned and asked back.

“What are you planning to do? You’re not planning to kill Johan Harsen, are you?”

“… … .”

“You, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life. Just touch what’s mine.”

“Let’s just go out now.”

Violet bit her fingernails as she watched Cassis leave without giving a proper answer.

‘That man would definitely try to take his life.’

That won’t do. He’s the man I’ve set my sights on, and I can’t let him die here in vain.

The reason why she shows such a strong favor to Johan Harsen.

It was for my self-esteem.

The strong loyalty she felt from him and his perfect looks were the perfect combination to satisfy Violet’s self-esteem.

And the character of Johan Harsen is a famous socialite trophy that even Violet, who had no relation to him at all, had heard of.

If she had such a trophy, it would bring her more than just simple satisfaction, and she would also receive envious looks from those around her.

Everyone will envy her. The jealous looks they send her will only boost Violet’s self-esteem.

The fact that he was the third son of a writer was a flaw, but that wasn’t a very important issue.

Hasn’t he already proven his genius as a wizard?

The title issue could have been covered up by using the name of the Marquis of Latalen. All it took was making him Johan Latalen.

‘I have to tell you.’

Violet got up from her seat and strode out of the break room, coming down to the first floor.

I looked around the party venue, but I couldn’t find Johan Harsen.

‘Has it already gone out…?’

She couldn’t hide her despair.

* * *

Towards the end of the party.

John and Francia were returning to the Perbace Palace in a carriage.

“What happened when I wasn’t there?”

“There was nothing special.”

John said, averting his gaze. Francia, sensing something suspicious, narrowed her eyes.

“Is that so? Is that true?”

Francia, who had been sitting across from John, moved to sit next to him.

“Hmm.”

She sniffed at John’s scent while he was in her arms, then asked with a calm look in her eyes.

“But why does John smell like another woman?”

“… … .”

“It’s not just another woman touching you. It’s really intense. ”

Francia grabbed John’s cheeks and turned his head.

“This is especially prevalent here. The smell of alcohol and women.”

“… … .”

How do you know? Cold sweat ran down John’s back.

“I didn’t say anything because I thought Francia would get angry.”

“What is it? Tell me so I won’t get mad.”

“Latalen Youngae was drunk and… … .”

“Did you even kiss my lips?”

“… … .”

“Hmm.”

The air inside the carriage grew cold. A chill ran up the back of John’s neck.

“Well, it’s okay. Johan wouldn’t have betrayed me. That Latalen lady must have taken advantage of Johan’s drunkenness to force him to come to her aid. And Johan would have been furious. Right?”

John’s eyes widened slightly at her precise reasoning.

“You got it exactly right.”

“Because a woman’s feelings can’t be ignored.”

Francia smiled lightly and kissed Johan’s lips. She put her tongue in and wrapped her arms around his neck.

As the ecstatic kiss ends, a long, transparent thread stretches between their lips.

Francia looked at John with her eyes wide open, then gently touched his lips.

“Hoohoo. I covered you with my scent.”

“Haha… … .”

“Hmm. By the way, I need to talk to Lady Ratalen separately. How dare you touch my man.”

Francia’s expression grew cold. Even Johan could sense the murderous intent she held within her.

at that time.

“Sorry, this is an emergency.”

Suddenly the carriage window opened and the carriage driver spoke.

“The wild dogs are attached.”

“Dogs?”

Francia tilted her head. Johan asked, his expression hardening.

“They’re not just a bunch of thieves.”

“Yes.”

“… … .”

John stroked his chin and thought. Had the shadows come to displease the Crown Prince? That couldn’t have been the case.

‘The crown prince will be hiding right now.’

If he moved rashly, he would only end up with useless evidence, and his image as a perfect crown prince would suffer a huge blow. It was safe to assume that there was no chance of that happening.

‘Then there’s only one person left.’

A guy who can not only track the carriage of the Duke of Pervace in the Zodiac, but also has a separate group that can do tricks from behind.

‘Cassis Lenokhonen.’

I don’t know why Cassis Lenokhonen has already started moving, but one thing is certain.

‘You’re after me.’

It was already widely known within the civil service that they were lovers, and he was confirmed as Francia’s partner when he entered the social party.

Clearly, they think that a man named Johan Harsen is a stumbling block in their future plans, and they plan to deal with him here.

‘There are four people, including me, who can go into battle.’

Three knights from the Duke of Perbace and himself.

There’s also Francia, but she’s not a combatant. Although she’s a high-level magician, she focuses on enhancing or restoring the physical abilities of others.

‘Then it would be better to send Francia here first and deal with it alone. So that no unnecessary damage is done.’

John said.

“Stop the carriage.”

“Stop the carriage?”

The knight’s eyebrows furrowed subtly. It seemed as if he had not understood John’s words at all.

“I’ll deal with them. You guys bring reinforcements.”

“That’s ridiculous! There are quite a few numbers. It’s better to just keep running away from here… … .”

“They are the ones who fearlessly target the carriage of the Pervace Duke. They could harm the princess for no reason.”

As John adjusted his clothes, Francia grabbed his arm with worried eyes.

“John, wouldn’t it be better to run away together from here? Send one of your knights first to bring reinforcements.”

John shook his head.

“No, you can’t. Didn’t you say there were quite a lot of numbers? It might hurt Francia.”

“But… ….”

At this point, it’s clear that he’s after himself. He probably doesn’t intend to kidnap Francia.

If we are not careful, there is a possibility that it will lead to a war between the Grand Duke and the Duke’s family that will never happen again in the empire.

But there is always that one in a million case.

John intended to eliminate variables completely.

“Don’t worry. I’m stronger than you think.”

Johan smiled faintly, grabbing Francia’s shoulder, and shouted at the knight again.

“Stop the carriage! I’ll get out and deal with it.”

“John!”

“Yes, yes!”

Clang! The carriage stopped. Johan quickly got out of the carriage and drew up his horsepower.

“Let’s go. Be sure to protect the princess.”

“Yes!”

The carriage moved away. John’s senses were sharp as he pulled up his magical power to the limit.

‘The number is… …over twenty.’

Although I hadn’t learned any detection magic, I could clearly see that the number was over twenty. It was emitting the energy of a second-class civil servant.

Even for a low-level wizard like Johan, it was nearly impossible to deal with a group of that level. There was nothing easier to catch than a wizard without vanguard.

but.

Woohoo!!

He was far from your average wizard.

Phagec!

Mana energy swirled around John’s body like an electric current.

The air rippled with waves, and lightning swirled around him as if it were silent.

“Come out. You’re watching, right?”

As John nods his head, shadows appear with a soft sound.

He wears a black rag robe over his head and holds a long, curved sword in his hand.

‘Were they hyenas?’

I thought they were the Black Knights, but they were hyenas who did all kinds of dirty work.

‘You’re going to kill me here. This isn’t a warning level.’

Their fighting power is not to be ignored. Their individual power is not great, but when they come together, their combined attacks are difficult.

Of course, that doesn’t mean that the hyenas themselves are weak. They are at the level of a second-class knight.

There may be some who know how to manifest the Mana Blade.

‘still.’

I don’t think it will work.

“Noble Nari, can you stay alone? I heard you were a low-ranking wizard with the knights, so I was watching the situation, but I didn’t expect you to stay alone like this.”

The hyena at the very front spoke. He had his face hidden by his black tattered robe, but you could tell from his tone that he was smiling.

“If you have a corner of faith.”

John continued speaking, his magic powers rising.

“If you back off now, I won’t kill you.”

“Kuh, shall we hear that? Your Majesty the Aristocrat.”

The hyena slowly walked forward, its sharp blade pointed at the viewer.

“You came all this way and are just going to step down? Anyway, the arrogance of the nobles is on the level of the Emperor going away.”

The bastard shouted, blowing air into the curve.

“Guys!”

Only then did the hyenas, who had not been seen before, appear. There were easily over thirty of them. Yohan frowned.

‘You’ve prepared this much.’

It means that you will make sure that the work is done properly.

John chuckled.

“This must be the first time you’ve killed someone.”

Hwaaak!!

Blue magic swirled around him, forming a huge storm.

The flow spread explosively without restraint. Even the surrounding air seemed to tremble.

“Leave only those who will deliver the news to your masters.”