Chapter 77:

Chapter 77:

The two of them held their breath until that strange noise from above passed.

Juliet asked about the noise that had been bothering her for a while.

What is that sound?

Its Sebastiens surveillance dolls.

Surveillance dolls?

Youre lucky, Miss. You havent encountered those dolls yet?

Hildegard laughed with apparent amusement.

Juliet was puzzled.

Sebastiens dolls were so sophisticated that they could stand in for real people and even feign death. Why was it considered lucky that she hadnt encountered them?

Youll see when you see them. It might be better not to see if you dont want to have nightmares.

Its not Miss. My name is Juliet.

Juliet. Understood.

After introducing herself somewhat gruffly, Juliet sank deep into thought.

She had never heard or seen any such divine power.

To create dolls identical to humans

Is such a thing even possible?

Your Holiness, I have a question.

Hmm? Ask away.

You said you knew Genovia when they were young?

Yes.

What level of divine power did Genovia possess?

She was a natural-born genius. Theres no other way to explain it.

Hildegard spoke with a tone dripping with nostalgia and longing.

It seemed Hildegard had been as fond of Genovia as Sebastien had been.

Juliet smirked teasingly.

Even more than Your Holinesss divine power?

Yes. While young ones can be unstable, their innate talents dont diminish.

So was Sebastien also born with divine power like Genovia?

At that question, Hildegard smiled ambiguously. She seemed to guess why Juliet was asking.

Maybe. But as you know, Juliet, divine power often awakens later in life. It has different characteristics from magic.

If she died in a fire, Genovias body wouldnt be left, right?

Thats correct.

I see. Understood.

Juliet stood up and stretched her legs. Sitting for so long had made them stiff.

She had asked everything she needed to.

Oh, just one more thing.

Juliet rubbed her legs and continued.

Dont you want to leave here?

* * *

Whats going on?

Sebastien hurriedly ascended to the surface.

Ah, Your Holiness.

The priests, who had been praying fervently, looked surprised upon seeing him.

No! Where is she? How can she just disappear?

Sebastien frowned slightly.

This hot-headed redhead was infamous for his antics. He was the notorious Lionel Lebatans grandson, an esteemed guest who brought considerable donations every year.

Annoying guy.

But his legs wouldnt cooperate.

Struggling, he saw a woman holding a syringe.

Phew. I thought I was suffocating.

It was Genovia, no, it was Juliet who grumbled.

* * *

Peep?

The first to notice the strange atmosphere was the baby dragon.

Onyx woke up in the empty room, blinking. The baby dragon was always hungry, so this wasnt unusual.

Onyx, having had a good sleep, was lively.

He rolled around, tearing up the plush toy given to play with. But he soon got bored.

When will she come back?

After wandering around the bedroom, the baby dragon lay right in front of the door.

Good boy, Nix. You cant be seen by others.

Juliet had said this while pushing Onyx into the box.

The smart baby dragon understood. But he had secretly followed by hiding in the luggage!

Staying hidden in the room was more boring than expected.

Step, step.

?

As unfamiliar presences approached from outside the door, the startled baby dragon quickly hid inside the box.

The door opened abruptly.

Is that really true?

Yes, why?

Chatter.

From inside the box, Onyx peeked out just enough to observe the outside.

They were lower-ranked priest trainees who had come to collect laundry.

While changing the bedsheets, the young girls were engrossed in their chat.

Are those crowns really sold for that much?

Yep. Just saying its blessed by the Pope makes it sell at any price.

But arent there many crowns at the entrance of the altar below?

Yes. So, just taking them out fetches a good price.

Onyx didnt understand complex words like blessing, but he knew what a crown was.

It was something Juliet had brought before.

Made by weaving yellow flowers in a round shape. The baby dragon was a bit proud of his cleverness.

Juliet would have praised him!

But the taste of the crowns flowers was terrible.

Lured by its sweet scent, he tasted it, then spat it out, making Juliets subordinate laugh.

Yet, humans liked putting those tasteless things on their heads?

Onyx tilted his head in thought.

Even after the priests left, he stayed in the box, pondering.

Juliet liked those tasteless flowers too, right?

And also that crown.

Onyx recalled Juliets face, smiling and praising the crown.

She might say its beautiful and perhaps reward him with something delicious, like an apple.

!

The baby dragon burst out of the box.

The priests, engrossed in their conversation, hadnt checked the rooms door lock.

Onyx, with a mere head-butt, could easily open the door and step outside.

Though he emerged into a vast corridor, Onyxs priorities were clear.