Chapter 129.1

“Are you sure?”

Curtis, who had been silent for a long time, asked in a hard voice.

“I wouldn’t have dared to come here if I wasn’t sure.”

In an instant, Curtis’s boisterous laughter resonated in the quiet drawing room. It was a genuinely pleasant laugh rather than a pretentious one.

Despite the fact that the Marquis De Flon joined hands with the forces threatening the Crohn Kingdom, which was excluded, he didn’t appear very displeased. Rather, he looked relieved as if he had subtracted a sick tooth.

“Yes, there is no way the prudent Marquis Carthia made hasty moves without certain information. Judging from how persistently you dug up information like this, it seems that Marquis De Flon has quite a grudge against you.”

Yurina couldn’t find an answer so she just kept her mouth shut. Curtis rubbed her chin and muttered to herself, as if she wasn’t particularly looking for an answer.

“Marquis De Flon is a warlock. I was already annoyed by his behavior, but it turned out that everything is much more ridiculous. Surely he found a certain warlock to help him, and organized an attack at a hunting tournament. My younger brother must be so excited that he got De Flon.”

This is what Yurina and the Carthia family were aiming for. Marquis De Flon was the one who started this mess with black magic. Now he will be punished.

“Then, if I find clear proof that the 2nd Prince and the De Flon family are holding hands, you guys will bring down the Marquis De Flon, is that so?”

“That’s right.”

This time Riggs answered.

But the expression on the prince’s face suddenly turned stern. Cool eyes fell on Yurina’s head.

“You didn’t tell me the most important thing.”

“…”

“What does Carthia want from me?”

Curtis looked at Yurina, who was slightly lowering her head, and gently grabbed her chin.

“Do you even want the position of Crown Princess? I can give it to you if you want. No, rather, if Carthia would support me, she might be at that place.”

It was the most important story from now on. Yurina hushed her voice as much as possible to avoid irritating Curtis.

“The House of Carthia asks for nothing.”

Curtis had the ability to take the throne without support. Even if Marquis De Flon threatened to ally himself with the second prince, Curtis had the opportunity to overcome that crisis without the Carthia family and Reynard.

Even if a crisis comes and Carthia and Reynard help out a lot, they shouldn’t show it off.

Curtis is a man born to rule over others.

He liked that this side gave him the feeling of being helped rather than helping him.

“As the prince of our Empire, it is natural for you to care for your loyal subjects. And even if we did not use your mercy, the house of Carthia will always cover the back of His Highness, as usual, with a sword in his hand. However…”

Yurina lifted her gaze and looked straight into Curtis’ eyes.

“However?”

“I want you to remember that it was Sir Reynard who did the most work in tracking down the warlock.”

“Can’t you put it as a single article?”

As expected, his head turned quickly on this side. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yurina, then opened his mouth willingly.

“To keep such talented people in the Empire, a simple knighthood is not enough. I am already aware of Sir Reynard’s contributions, so I won’t forget to thank him.”

Curtis let go of Yurina’s face. Yurina and Riggs bowed politely to him and turned their backs to leave the drawing room. Just as she was about to step away, Curtis whispered softly behind her back.

“Carthia doesn’t want anything, not even the title of the Crown Princess… Then what if I want you?”

Yurina turned and looked at him. Curtis seemed more serious than when he was talking about the Marquis De Flon, who might be a warlock trying to take his own life. His gaze at her also felt rather hot.

‘Even though I don’t have memories of my previous life, does my body remember?’

Curtis, who was in a relationship with ‘Yurina’. She didn’t know if his feelings for her were sincere or if it was a planned delay to get her Carrion, but it seemed that the remnants of the feelings she had in her past were still present in her memoryless body.

But it didn’t matter.

Now she wasn’t even ‘Yurina’, and the one she loved was Reynard, not Curtis. In order to confront Marquis de Flon, she didn’t touch his planting as much as possible and adjusted it to him, but even this could not be passed over.

It was a courtesy to Reynard, who was only looking at her.