Chapter 139

Raven yawned while lying flat on the Prince’s luxurious bed.

It wasn’t very pleasant to watch a guy’s routine, even more so if the opponent was a creepy bastard.

Kizef at least had a cute and childish side….

As a result of watching Prince Reynold for several days, not even the Grim Ripper wanted to be next to him.

What Reynolds did was not in the normal category.

In the Prince’s room, there were stuffed specimens of various creatures, and in the next room, dozens of living creatures were housed in small cages.

“This guy’s really terrible. How can he kill living things as soon as he opens his eyes?”

Upon waking up, Reynold went straight to the hunting grounds almost as if he was fleeing, and, like a madman, slaughtered anything he could, using hunting as an excuse. It was disgusting to see him smile as he looked at the faces of the frightened animals.

In particular, he had a very dirty hobby of hunting and observing only weak animals.

‘This guy is definitely not normal.’

Raven shook his head as he saw the prince preparing to go out to the hunting ground. He took advantage of the Prince’s absence to check for anything suspicious.

In the library, there were books on weapons, military, combat, politics, medicine, chess, how to wield poison, magic shields, and black magic, and next to it was a shelf full of weapons.

‘Obviously, in Luciel’s previous life, the prince used a blue-bladed magic sword, perhaps.’

As Raven squeezed his memory, he looked at the weapons on display one by one. But no sword with a blue blade stood out.

‘Well, there’s no way he would leave such an important sword in a place like this.’

Raven turned into black smoke and followed the Prince straight away. After a brisk hunt, the prince, who finished swimming at the lakeshore of the hunting ground, greeted his aide wearing only a robe.

Raven watched the crown prince perched on the sofa with blurred eyes.

“Well, I heard that the families who will attend that bloody salon have been decided, Uncle.”

“Yes, Bellstein will be there as well.”

“Really? That’s just great.”

“I wonder if something bad happened with you in Bellstein last time…….”

“It did. But there is something I want to see again. A snow rabbit that only exists in Bellstein.”

The Prince’s eyes narrowed and his mouth widened.

“A snow rabbit?”

“I’ve never seen such a small child with silver hair.”

It was only then that the aide seemed to realize who he was talking about, and he laughed and clapped together.

“It’s the Bellstein Princess nickname is it not? But the Literary Salon is a big social event hosted by Her Majesty the Empress. You shouldn’t be moving too quickly. Besides, now that Princess Claudia is standing out, you must take care of yourself.”

“What did I say I would do? I’m just going to take a look.”

As the Prince rolled his purple eyes, Raven paid keen attention with a disgusted face. The aide whispered even more secretly.

“The information about the Black Wall was deciphered and is being interpreted by the mages.”

“I was worried about that, but it’s good everything is going well. Anyway, I want to get the sword and complete it as soon as possible.”

“Ah……yes.”

“Before that, check on the whereabouts of the Crystal Fairy again. My Uncle already made a big mistake, so hurry up!”

“……Yes, of course.”

Raven, who watched the aide retreating, quietly disappeared.

* * *

As Luciel was taking a bite of a large plum at the villa of the little fief, black smoke appeared in think air.

“Raven!”

“Luciel, he’s a real nutcase!”

Raven’s golden eyes lit up while giving out information from Prince Reynold’s usual routine and conversations with his aide.

“… So the prince doesn’t have the sword yet. He’s going to ‘get it’. That would mean that someone owns it.”

After hearing Raven’s story, Luciel guessed so.

“Yes. And it is said that the mages are interpreting the information on the Black Wall…….”

“Oh, we don’t have to worry about that. Because it’s the false information that my father gave. It doesn’t matter how they interpret it.”

“Well, that’s good. But the Prince said he wanted to see you……. He had very bad eyes when he said so. You’d better be careful.”

“I’m not going there without making preparations. I’m discussing measures with my family. Thank you for your concern.”

As Luciel said so with a broad smile and Raven replied.

“……I’m more worried about Kizef than you. Because if you get hurt, that child will go crazy.”

Raven’s eyes dimmed, then returned to normal. Luciel’s sparkling crimson eyes widened.

“Kizef…going crazy?”

“You’re not pretending you don’t know, are you?”

The only thing that drove Kizef crazy was Soliaphe’s death in the past.

When Luciel blinked her eyes not understanding the point, Raven who stopped talking, murmured consoling words for poor Kizef.

“……Say it so I can understand.”

“Forget it. Is it all about that cute face?”

As Luciel tilted her head, Raven said with a grin.

“You’re really cute. Anyway, it seems that the Prince is paying attention to you. Did you have a lot of contact with him when he came last time?”

Luciel shook her head, recalling the time she met the prince.

“No way. I’ve never exchanged words with him. I passed out right away.”

There was a great deal of fuss because of that.

“Well, he didn’t know you were a Crystal Fairy yet.”

“Yes, it’s just a matter of time before he finds out. Still, It’s best to hide it as much as possible.”

Luciel bit her cherry-colored lips tightly.

“By the way, dear lady, what is my reward?”

“I ordered a chocolate house to be made. Instead, there are conditions.”

Raven tried to smile softly, but his laughter stopped at the second half of Luciel’s words.

“Raven is very helpful, can I ask you to go to another place one more time?”

“Oh, to what kind of piece of garbage are you going to send me this time?….”

“It’s trash that even Raven knows.”

Luciel stuck out her tongue as she spoke her words.

“Go to the Marquis of Cavill. I don’t think Penelope is going to let the opportunity of going to this Salon just pass by.”

“Ah, those kids I scolded last time?”

“That’s right. But this time, it would be better if you watch over the Marquis as well.”

“Hey, there are three people of interest over there.”

“After the chocolate house, it’s a chocolate castle, Mr. Grim Ripper.”

“Yes, ma’am. But you are giving me the house now, right?”

“Of course.”

After Luciel smiled and contacted the kitchen to deliver the chocolate house to him, she thought about the Marquis.

In the past, his business were on the road to success, so his financial power soon became a strength and he dedicated a huge amount of money to the Imperial Family.

They were also one of the seven families that participated in the literary salon because of such a contribution. Of course, they may have heard sarcasm and ridicule that it was a ticket bought with money.

Penelope took the jewel Luciel had made to get attention at the salon. It was meant to be dedicated to the Empress, but in the end, the jewel was not accepeted.

She threw it back at Luciel’s body and burst into rage.

‘Her Majesty refused the jewel! You should have made it prettier.’

The Empress was refusing to accept jewels that were too expensive, but Penelope thought at will that she did not receive it because the jewel that Luciel made was lacking.

At that time, the only jewels made by Luciel were black obsidian.

When Maximus ruined the business of the Marquis had made, he started gambling.

Day by day, she lived as his toy and jewel slave, with no sorrow or anger, only pain. So only obsidians were made.

Penelope tormented Luciel for a while, saying that she had missed the chance to be noticed by the Empress. Recalling the painful memories of that time, Luciel closed her eyes tightly, vowing once again to take revenge.

She was no longer afraid.

‘I have the power now. I have the strength and a family at my back. Penelope, please come to the salon by any means. I’ll wait.’

There was even a slight smile on Luciel’s lips.

* * *

Summer Night Literature Salon.

Nobles of the royal court, regardless of status or age, whether they were nobles from the capital of from the border, regardless if they were a girl or an elderly lady, everyone had a great interest in the literary salon held in the Imperial Palace.

Not only was it an honorable event that only seven families of the whole empire could attend, but it was also an important social event where they could be noticed by the Empress and the Imperial Family.

It was also a place where young girls who came of age could get as much attention as their debutants, to make their names even more known to the social world.

Therefore, the families who decided to attend put a lot of effort into making them look good in the eyes of the Empress, by all means necessary.

Luxurious items, flashy fashion, and even actors were invited to prepare for an opera performance.

Aristocrats who were not invited to the salon entered the banquet hall set aside inside the Imperial castle and enjoyed the literary salon through a video booth, and where the party was held, they usually set up video seats to enjoy the party together.

“So, when you get attention in the literary salon, it spreads right through the social circles of the Capital and you become a star in a second. Do you understand, Luciel?”

“Yes, I understand what you mean.”

Countess Serian smiled brightly while explaining things to Luciel.

Luciel had stopped by the Countess for a while with Soliaphe to hear important things from her, who was more familiar with the socialites than anyone else.

The other families were waiting in the townhouses of the Emperor.

In fact, he offered to provide a palace for them to stay in at the Imperial Palace, but the Duke insisted that he would only attend the salon on the day of the event.

‘What if there is no palace? The time spent in the Imperial Castle should be kept to a minimum. My house is the best after all.’

Princess Claudia had conveyed her regrets, but Luciel also followed the advice of the Duke.

“Did you pick out all the dresses, shoes, and jewelry?”

“Yes, I picked them all out.”

“No matter how perfectly refurbished you are, you need to know the latest trends, Luciel.”

Countess Serian said so while stroking Luciel’s cheek and holding her hands.

“So let’s go shopping, shopping!”