122 2-4 Isaac Perspective

"Isaac, are you okay?"

"Ah, it's not okay.... it's so much easier for me to swing my sword with the Knights."

We left the royal palace early, leaving behind the Prince and the Virgin, who were surprised by the magic I showed them.

They lost their words to the words I told them, and saw the gaps in their daze, telling them that Adolfo would be home as soon as he connected the scene. Besides, it seems that a carriage had already been prepared to rest me in the shortest possible time, even though I was still about to fall down.

"Thank God you got the carriage ready."

"I was hoping this would happen."

"I thought so too, but is this still the best way?

Keep your body on your back and smile at Adolfo as you breathe roughly and repeatedly to calm your disturbed breath. Adolfo then sighs loudly while fixing his glasses with his index finger.

"Yeah, I bet you are. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been very successful in attracting the interest of the Marquis Marcel."

I stroked my chest down relieved by the words.

The Virgin's reaction is that she knows what the power of darkness is, but she doesn't know what kind of magic she can use. I immediately understood that there was no way to learn from it.

That's why it went smoother than I thought. The aim is to show the power of dark magic directly and to interest the Alta nation. If I stretched myself to this point and nothing was harvested, it would be pointless.

"Yet you've made up your mind."

"Have you ever used dark magic?

"Yes, Your Highness."

Adolfo looked down at me from his gaze and suddenly laughed. I knew exactly what I wanted to tell you.

"Ah, my dark powers are weak. The royal family will only be able to use advanced magic to heal such wounds."

--Still, there must have been times when I couldn't do it.

"The face of the Virgin....."

The other day, when I hurt my arm with my dagger, the look on my face was real. In an instant, it fades the atmosphere that seems to be noble as Rin.

"That's true. No one would think that His Highness the Third Prince of Orta would hurt himself in front of his eyes."

Well... But unlike the Virgin, the Prince was more suspicious of my actions than worried. "

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to be a difficult opponent for us."

Until now, I was in a good mood for the broken expression of the Virgin, and I sighed at Adolfo's words, which were like stabbing a nail.

"Don't make people feel bad at all."

"I'm so sorry about that."

He complained to Adolfo with wrinkles between his eyebrows, but Adolfo said an apology just in his mouth as if he wanted to say yes.

- Prince Wang, right? I need to fix the plan to see how much Prince Wang gets involved.

"Well, that's fine. In the meantime, it worked. I put it there and left the souvenirs, so I just waited for them to get in touch with me."

"Oh, you mean the invitation? His Highness Isaac was quick to learn of the Virgin's presence just before the ball. Your Majesty is a fighter and a wiser."

"... you won't compliment me at all."

Absolutely not. I think my intuition is sharp and my nose is sharp. But I understand that Adolfo is always better at developing tactics with his head.

Even today, I would have predicted this and told you at that time, and the flow so far was well prepared or not well prepared.

He raised his face with his arms tied together, and he looked at Adolfo with delight.

"Never mind, really."

"Thank you for your compliments."

"That's it!

"I am truly impressed by the fact that I was so fluffy that I was about to fall down to His Highness, that my health, which is already feeling better, is a boulder."

--You don't seem to praise it at all, that's it.

Well, that's fine. It's been a long time since I had much to fight this guy over. Not very convinced, place your face on your left hand with your elbows on your knees and look out the window with a big sigh.

Watch the dark city as the carriage shakes. The city view from the small lights is warm and gives you a sense of security.

"Warm in the dark?"

--Looks like the Virgin.

She was constantly smiling beautifully at her black hair, which did not pass through the dark light. The unexpected change in the color of her eyes also seemed to represent her own beauty.

--It was similar to the painting of the old Virgin.

The Dark Virgin, Queen of King Ken. She also had a warm smile on her dark hair. While looking at the slowly flowing streets, I thought about such a thing.