Chapter 151

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“Oh my god, Sister. Does brother-in-law knows how to say something like that?”

Lariet was startled and tried to speak in Soliaphe’s ear, but then Soliaphe stood up and clapped with emotion.

“You must have divine handwriting, Luciel.”

“……Give me the first sign.”

Following Soliaphe, Kizef, whose eyes turned red, stood up and clapped.

“S-sister? Is Kizef really crying?”

Lariet was taken aback by the unfamiliar appearance of the family, but soon she joined in and enthusiastically applauded.

Thanks to the affection of her family, Luciel’s face became even redder. After the recitation, she tried to light a fireball in the format of a flower but realized she had forgotten to direct mana.

‘I must have been nervous. I can’t help it. But this much is enough……I successfully finished the presentation.’

Luciel touched her still-beating heart with her hand.

The letter earlier was a precious message of consolation, encouragement, and support to herself who lived in the past life and herself who is living in the present.

At the same time, it was also written for Sister Ilisia, another flower who died first.

Of course, Luciel couldn’t write to her, but her Sister was always in her heart. Luciel couldn’t hold back tears.

‘I’m not sad anymore, I’m happy and grateful. So, Sister, these are not sad tears.’

In time, Bellstein, who people call the Villains or the Darkness, took the face of a loving and precious family to me.

‘Now, I know for sure what it means to have someone to love you. Good-bye, my flower.’

As the applause for Luciel continued, Ellington, who was watching her from afar, felt the tip of his nose twitch. Even the Empress stood up and applauded her.

“How could such a young Princess write this incredibly sincere and profound article? I listened with admiration.”

At Empress’s praises, Luciel grabbed the hem of her dress and gracefully greeted her.

“I am only grateful for the opportunity, Your Majesty.”

Through the video spheres installed everywhere, the image flowed out as it was. The eyes of people fascinated by Luciel’s beautiful glass crafts and writing shone in amazement.

All eyes were still full of curiosity as they watched Luciel take the flower lantern from the table.

The same was true for the Empress, who was deeply interested in the beautiful glass craft. Soon the Empress, unable to contain her curiosity, came up and implicitly asked Luciel.

“By the way, Princess, can we take a closer look at that lantern? I’d love to see what it’s made of so it can have such a transparent and beautiful color.”

As soon as the question I had waited for finally came, laughter erupted inside. No one knew how long I had waited for this moment.

“Yes, here you are.”

However, in order to hide how she had prepared just for this moment, Luciel calmly answered, and carefully delivered the lantern so that the Empress could see it.

As soon as the Empress noticed that it was made of hard, transparent glass, she asked.

“Princess, is this a glass craft?”

“That’s right, Your Majesty. A craftsman of Ivnak, a small town in Bellstein, made it with all his heart.”

“Oh, I’ve heard that Bellstein’s glass is famous. It’s the first time I have seen such a transparent and brilliant color.”

The look on the Empress’s face was the most delightful and brightest she had ever seen.

“It is said that there is a special secret to making clear and beautiful glass.”

“Really?”

Marquis Garsol, who had been silent, also added something to the Empress’s words.

“I heard that the glass workshops in Bellstein are almost non-existent, but they are still alive and well.”

Luciel didn’t blame him for the mean remarks, because they were true.

The Duke also gave a cold glance to Marquise Baluk, recalling the Baluk Guild who was the cause.

She sat expressionless over the veil and Luciel thought to herself.

‘How can she be so calm when she can’t do anything about this? Even if we stimulate her a little, will there be no reaction at all?’

“It’s not over until it’s over. There is such a saying. I think people who appreciate the craft of skilled craftsmen and their true value will someday appear. I think that one special and original glass craft made by a craftsman’s thoughts and touch will move me more than one glass of the same shape that everyone has.”

She was talking about the Baluk Guild, which took over the workshop artisans and made cheap, identically shaped items, monopolizing the market.

This time there was a response. The Marquise looked closely at Luciel, smiling coldly with her red lips. For some reason, it gave off a creepy feeling.

Instead of talking to Luciel, she spoke to the Empress.

“The next is our Baluk, right, Your Majesty?”

It seemed that she wanted to quickly move on to the next one, but the organizer of the salon was none other than the Empress.

“Wait a minute, Madam Baluk. I would like to hear more about the Princess glass crafts.”

When the Empress openly showed a deep interest in Luciel’s glass crafts, the faces of some of them turned bad.

They were Reynold, the couple of Marquisate Garsol and Penelope.

“I’ve seen glass crafts several times, but this is the first time I’ve seen colored glass like this. It’s like…….”

When the Empress tilted her head slightly, Kizef answered.

“It seems to resemble stained glass used as an architectural technique.”

“Oh, as the Young Prince said, stained glass seems about right! I think I’ve seen it in the church.”

“Somehow, I thought it felt familiar. I often go to church.”

Godmother Hills nodded her head as if in response to the Empress’s words, she recalled the magnificent stained glass windows of the cathedral.

Count Serian’s eyes, who had deep business senses, also shone with desire.

“Oh, it’s a fresh idea to combine architectural techniques with glass crafts.”

When the expected reaction came out, Luciel also wanted to brag a little.

“Oh, that’s right. Stained glass is a famous architectural technique. So, in fact, this is a craft made with the skill of Count Gallius, an architect famous for stained glass.”

“Hold on, Count Gallius, the famous genius architect?”

“Yes, he is the one who built the Golden Mirror Palace and the Great Hall of the Imperial Palace.”

“I heard he doesn’t pass his skills on to anyone…… How the hell?”

When Count Serian was surprised by what Luciel said, the Duke quickly spoke to him.

“Count Gallius is now backed by our Bellstein.”

At this, the Marquise once again turned her back on a fact of what she already knew. Luciel quickly changed the topic.

“Our craftsman must be the first to use stained glass for glass art.”

“Who is that great craftsman?”

Even Lariet, who had no interest in glass crafts, asked, and Luciel smiled brightly as she answered.

“He’s one of the craftsmen of Ivnak. He does not belong to the Baluk Guild.”

When Luciel uttered the last words meaningfully, everyone seemed to be dying to know who the craftsman was.

“I will only disclose that he is from H. Workshop. Now I will finish my turn. Finally….”

To appease the fleeting regrets of ending her show, Luciel once again looked at Ellington.

“Ellington, I think we should share it now.”

He immediately understood Luciel’s words and took something out of the box the lantern was in.

“Oh my, have you prepared something else? Cute Princess, how much more will you surprise us……cough.”

Claudia forgot the bearings of a royal for a moment, spoke in a friendly tone to Luciel, and then coughed in vain at the gazes she felt.

“I’ve prepared a small gift for all of you who love literature.”

Cling. Cling.

It was a small, pink glass craft bookmark, which petals move when shaken.

“So pretty.”

“Thank you very much.”

All the nobles who received the bookmark had happy faces.

“Now this old lady has one more reason to read.”

“I’m glad you liked it.”

The Hills godmother said so while stroking Luciel’s tiny hand. Soliaphe looked at Luciel proudly and said.

“Luciel, you shine like a flower in full bloom today. That stained glass is your idea, right?”

Luciel smiled shyly and whispered in her ear.

“The idea is mine, but it was the combined effort of Hamel’s workshop craftsman and Count Gallius who passed on the technique to him.”

“Still, it doesn’t change that our child, who recognized those people, is amazing.”

Soliaphe thought to herself as she nodded her head.

‘I’m sure they’ll get attention. Together with Bellstein.’

From when to where did Luciel, who had been so thoughtful, prepare for this job? Soliaphe was deeply impressed.

‘The more I know, the more amazing she is.’

Luciel put the flower lantern back into the box and handed it to the Empress.

“The flowers in here are blooming, so I will give them to the Salon and Her Majesty. Please accept it.”

The Empress’s mouth was full of glee, and her eyes lit up while she cherished the glass art. Then she stroked Luciel’s head.

“I loved your presentation Princess, both writing and the craft. This is like the midsummer night’s dream I really wanted to see. Thank you.”

The Salon was not a place to determine superiority or inferiority, but at that moment, it was already evident whom the Empress’s heart was inclined to.

While everyone acknowledged and blessed Luciel’s performance. Penelope, on the other hand, felt her stomach twist, and clutching with strength the petal bookmark Ellington had given her, she thought.

‘……Tsk, she didn’t even make it herself. Why is Luciel being praised so much? Wait and see. Because I’ll let you know that I’m the best there is.’