This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 - Chapter 168

Shouldn’t you go to prison at least once before you die? (16)

The dark blue eyes of the one called Your Majesty were filled with confusion instead of the original brilliance that had been vivid.

“… Your Majesty.”

When he was called again, the Emperor seemed to flinch. The Saint clung close to the Emperor’s side and whispered in his ear like a vassal.

“It’s the worst of the worst, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor’s face was stained with disappointment. The eyes that enveloped me without a word were dragged into the deep darkness and lost their color.

“… How did you know that person was a black wizard?”

His eyes turned to me, but the question was towards the Saint.

“I told you again and again. While investigating the death of Theron Abitz, I found Miss Chenin’s shoe print along with traces of magic. Coincidentally, Miss Chenin suddenly left County Abitz, and I found out while chasing her whereabouts. Death of Theron Abitz. The person behind it was Miss Erina Holden, a black wizard who essentially had the power to murder Theron Abitz.”

Like reading a written script, the Saint recited line by line about the crimes against me and Chenin that didn’t exist.

The Emperor, who looked at me without replying, inhaled as if he was about to say something. However, what I felt was the indescribably complex state of his mind, and no words that could be conveyed.

The Saint blew air from her mouth into the Emperor’s embers that were burning.

“You just saw it. If I hadn’t installed a magic stone that controls magic, she would have escaped in an instant with black magic made from someone’s blood.”

So, now, we are not simply kidnapped by Count Abitz, but we are imprisoned as prisoners who were brought in for a crime. And that too, with a false testimony because of a very personal ill feeling.

“Serdebella, why are you doing this to me?”

“You can’t see it at all because you’re cornered, Miss Erina. That kind of talk feels fresh to me.”

“Do you want me to make it fresher? Black magic to freeze to death. If you don’t get me out of here, you’ll regret it.”

I wasn’t talking to the Emperor. I looked at the eyes of that cunning Saint, Serdebella, who was controlling him, and spoke clearly.

I realized right away that Serdebella was a completely different person from the main character in the book I had read.

Her meanness, hidden under the false guise of being a Saint, became more and more grandiose, revealing its presence enough to overshadow her pure white image. And it held me tight by my ankles so that I could not get out of the constant danger.

She’s lower than a human being.

Such a person doesn’t need respect. I didn’t hide my hostility, so there was no way Serdebella wouldn’t not notice the feelings I had.

“I’ll regret it. I’m looking forward to seeing how it goes. Is it possible to use magic in this prison that is built with magic stones? I don’t know if you also know that any magic that hangs over you is controlled. Even if it’s the magic the Demon King casts.”

The Saint couldn’t hold back her laughter and her lips twitched.

“There is no villainess worse than you.”

It was an honest feeling. My thoughts jumped out of the filter in my brain. With my words, the Saint flinched and crumpled her face.

“What are you talking about?”

“Have you looked up what a benevolent Saint is? Can’t you see when you drag a good citizen into prison on false charges? Cornering them, threatening with fear-inducing words, and even laughing because it’s funny. This is not a Saint, but a villainess.”

“No matter how virtuous Your Majesty is, you have to severely punish black wizards! I only did my best to help Your Majesty, and she used black magic right in front of your eyes!”

“How do you know if it’s black magic or not? What if I am a master of hidden magic? How can you just put people in prison without solid evidence?”

“If you want to use magic enough to teleport your companion, no matter how good you are in magic, you can’t cast it at once without practice. If you’ve practiced it even once, there’s no way other wizards won’t find traces of it! But if someone without a trace suddenly uses such high-ranking magic, that’s certainly black magic!”

My laughter broke out at the Saint’s passionate speech. At my laughter, she stopped her breath, and her empty expression froze.

“Do you have a good child complex? Why are you so angry?”

“…….”

“That’s what magic is. I may not know. But getting angry is really scary, Saint.”

The Saint’s fists, who couldn’t say anything like a mute, were shaking that I almost felt sorry for her

“… stop.”

The Emperor murmured softly. Was he surprised too? It must have been quite a shock to see the woman he loved suddenly changed, even though it was an illusion.

“Chenin Abitz.”

Chenin, who was dumbfounded, overreacted when her name was suddenly called. But this part surprised me as well.

I thought all his nerves would be focused on the Saint’s attitude, but why would he call Chenin? Besides, at first glance, the Emperor didn’t seem too shocked.

“Yes? Yes, Your Majesty.”

“What do you think about Theron Abitz’s death?”

In other words, it means ‘Is it true that you killed him?’. The topic changed to the death of Theron Abitz, and abandoning the Saint, the confidant.

“…….”

“Your shoe marks were found in his house.”

Chenin couldn’t speak easily. Her lips moved, and she became anxious for no reason. Hey, you didn’t really kill him, did you? Hurry up and say no.

“N, no… no…….”

Could it be that she was unable to speak properly under the pressure of the Emperor’s heavy atmosphere? Chenin rarely shuddered.

“Speak the truth.”

“Your Majesty, that is not true. The Madam spent time with me. She is so nervous right now that she can’t say anything. She needs some time to rest. Please.”

Eventually I stepped out. Inside the prison, if the prisoners who were brought for serious crimes made demands, they could have been whipped, but somehow the Emperor nodded.