That Man’s 101st Bad Ending

At the Wall Tower-5

The reason why the imperial family opposes the subjugation in the south is that everyone has the opposite intention, but there are things that should not be touched in the south.

Development is possible, but subjugation is not.

It was a little different from Mirazen’s reason for opposing the subjugation, but there was something only the crown prince and the emperor knew.

That’s exactly what’s shown on this map, Miragen, you know, simply a place where different races live.

In fact, there was a separate reason for indicating where the different races live.

‘Because the artifact is over there.’

Originally, most of the continent belonged to the Empire.

Now, it has only occupied the northern part of the continent through decline, but as much as the relics that were hidden throughout the empire in the past still existed.

The moon stone that I started to return to is one of them, and the temple of the moon that Adrian talked about is also part of such a relic.

Mirazen was unaware of this fact.

I don’t know if the prince or the emperor hid it, or if the prince secretly found out.

It was clear that she was unaware of the artifact’s existence at this point.

However, the point that she considers this as a basis for opposing subjugation is that heterogeneous people are distributed in quite a few places.

“At this level, it would be difficult even if the imperial army were to be dispatched. So you showed me? Oppose this.”

“There is a reason for that, but I wanted to show that I am on the side of the imperial family.”

“Is there a reason?”

“To show that Taylor will be different in the future.”

Let’s smile lightly, Mirazen stared blankly at me.

There was no curiosity like before.

Rather, it seemed to find out what my ulterior motive was, what I really wanted.

Of course, this is true. The Taylor so far is the Taylor of her father and Yuria.

However, I couldn’t say that it would continue to be like that in the future.

As long as I’ve made up my mind to become the head of the family, I’ll have to take the place of the head of the family before I hit the crown prince.

That’s why he chose to approach the princess like this.

It must be some kind of expedient using what we got in the last round, but there is no more effective way than this.

One step ahead of Miragen trying to figure out my intentions, I opened my mouth first.

“I intend to become the head of the household.”

“…doesn’t sound like a joke.”

“Because I’m not kidding. It will be me who takes the place of Sogaju from Yuria Taylor and inherits Taylor.”

Mirajen seemed taken aback by his confident attitude.

You may be wondering, on what basis do you say this?

It was because the position of Sogaju that Yuria had solidified was too strong to do anything with the map I gave her.

However, there is no tree that cannot be felled.

No matter how big the old tree is, it will eventually fall down if you hit it constantly.

A means to bring Yuria out of Sogaju? There were too many to fill.

I just thought I wouldn’t use it.

Even if I tried to attack her directly and bring her down, the probability of Yuria’s heart breaking was low.

“Just because I gave this map to the imperial family, I don’t think it can become Taylor’s Sogaju.”

“There is a kite with the North.”

Adele Ygritte, it is not yet confirmed, but it was certain that there was a relationship.

Mirazen’s eyes narrowed when she realized what I was saying.

The word “northern” is another word for expressing the grand duke, and its influence could never be ignored just because it had a kite.

When I showed her the handkerchief Adele had given her before, Mirajen laughed and touched her forehead.

I have to give it back, but there shouldn’t be any problems with using it now.

And she knew that I was quite close with the saintess.

You can’t call them close friends, but they will soon become close friends.

She is friendly with Adrian, the saint of the Moon Bridge who controls 90% of the empire, and Adele, the guardian of the north.

There, my position is already the eldest son of Taylor, the sole duke.

Although the current position is unstable, can it be so in the future?

“And the imperial family and the year, it will happen soon.”

I tapped the map and held it out, and Mirazen smiled and accepted the map.

Ownership of the map didn’t matter much anyway.

Since it was stored in her head, it would be up to her how to use it.

As certain as that will flow to the prince, I will be contacted soon.

The connection with the imperial family is created in this way.

At this point, who could be a better fit for Taylor’s household than me?

At least from the point of view of the imperial family, they would want me to become the head of the household, as I am friendly to them, unlike the head of household or the head of Soga.

can i refuse

I wonder if I can still joke about this saying that I will become the family head.

As I looked at Mirajen with that intention, Mirajen wiped her face for a moment and let out a deep sigh.

As if completely taken, she raised her hands wide and smiled brightly.

“like. I admit it, it would be much better for the imperial family if you were the head of the house. So what you need is our support?”

“It is not necessary right now. Because my winter schedule is over, and I will slowly move from next spring.”

“…Okay, I never expected to hear these words today. Do you know what I was thinking when you said you wanted to meet and talk to me?”

“What did you think?”

“Taylor is going to press again, I thought I would get a headache again, so I tried to hold Adrian and talk all day. But now…”

After looking at me for a while, she added with a seductive smile unlike before.

“It’s okay to have her as my lover. How are you, do you have any thoughts?”

“It was unfortunate. It’s been a while since we broke up.”

“I guess not now.”

Then Mirazen nodded, saying she knew that.

However, I thought that saying that would continue.

Maybe it’s like that every time we run into each other.

Because of her personality, it would be unlikely that she would say something like that as a joke.

She got up from her seat, strode towards me and stabbed something in my chest.

Looking at something, he soon realizes what it is and smiles.

A small artifact that allows you to communicate with each other, I know it’s quite expensive.

Can you give me something like this?

“Call me. Even if it’s not like this, I’ll accept the nonsense if it’s you.”

Mirazen blinked lightly and said.

While shrugging his shoulders at those words, his head was filled with thoughts of the achievements he had achieved today.

As for how to interpret this favor, one thing was certain.

It must be that my plan to get closer to the imperial family has achieved great results.

#

While looking for Adrian to open the wall tower, he heard that she was on the roof.

Even if you go, shouldn’t you say hello and go?

When I walked up the spiral staircase once more and headed for the rooftop where the sky was open, there was a woman staring blankly at the sky.

A white cloth fluttered in the cool breeze.

The pure white robe he had worn the last time we met, and the blond hair dancing over it, stared for a moment before carefully opening his mouth.

“The wind is cold.”

It was a pervasive autumn with the traces of summer slowly fading away.

The clothes the saintess was wearing were quite thin, so when I asked, Adrian turned his head to me and smiled slightly.

“It was Sir Taylor. I heard a sound from below, so someone did it.”

“Thanks to you, I finished talking with Her Highness the Princess. I should say thank you.”

“No, originally, they would have met in that garden, but I was stubborn and invited them to the Wall Tower.”

Having said that, her gaze turned towards the moon again.

Is there a reason to keep looking at the invisible moon?

As he pondered such a question, Adrian pursed his lips.

“Is the moon still white?”

“…Suddenly?”

“The last moon I remember was white. It always floats large, bright white enough to fill your eyes.”

Come to think of it, Adrian wasn’t a saint from birth.

When she reached a certain age, the church that realized her existence designated Adrian as a saint.

In addition, since even the god chose Adrian, it is said that the existence of a saint who was born after a very long time brought blessings from all over the empire.

So it will be remembered.

The last moonlight she saw herself would be the last moment she saw the world.

After thinking about what to answer, he followed her and looked at the moon as he answered.

“It will probably stay white. It was white when the empire was born, so it will probably be that color until we die.”

“You are kind. Usually they don’t answer. Miragen would have responded. But, I usually tend to think of myself as too special.”

“Because he is special.”

“I don’t think Sir Taylor sees me as special. You made fun of me last time too.”

The last time was when she screamed in surprise.

I had no intention of making fun of it.

It’s just that I didn’t know that a woman called a saint would make such a sound, so I was a little surprised in my own way.

Because of that, his attitude toward Adrian loosened up a bit.

Rather than simply being a noble saint, it was because I had the idea that it was okay to see her as a woman of her age.

“I didn’t mean to make fun of it. I don’t know if you believe me.”

“I’ll trust you this time in particular. Then from next time…”

“From now on?”

“…I do not know. I don’t really want to punish Sir Taylor.”

Adrian laughed softly and looked at me, taking his eyes off the sky.

The weak moonlight shone on her face, which made her face slightly pale.

He had a subtle smile, but was it my mistake that he looked a bit sad?

Adrian stared at me for a while, then quietly opened his mouth.

“They said that even if you can’t see, you can see.”

“Yeah, I heard that earlier.”

“Do you know what I see when I look at Sir Taylor?”

After thinking about it for a while, I replied that I didn’t know, and Adrian slowly moved towards me.

The top of the wall tower was not very wide.

After taking just a few steps, we became completely close to each other, so she was right in front of me.

If I moved one more step, it would be a distance enough to collide, but I couldn’t reach it.

As if I knew what was ahead.

“I can’t see anything. Like a dead person.”

Like a ripple, a trembling voice was heard.

As his hand reached and brushed my chest, I could see a hint of uneasiness on Adrian’s face.

Adrian’s hand touched my body.

I looked at her arm, which continued to move, as if to confirm that I was still here.

“…It’s strange, there’s no way people disappear in an instant. That’s what I think of when I see Sir Taylor. If you can’t see anything, if you can’t hear a voice, then maybe it’s gone somewhere. Do you now understand why I always ask to meet you later when we break up?”

“A little, I guess.”

– Next time we meet, I hope you won’t be hurt then.

– See you next time. I don’t know where I’ll see it, but that’s how it feels.

Come to think of it, Adrian always added that he would see me next time.

At the time, I thought it was a courtesy comment, but in fact, there was a deeper reason.

The reason she can’t see anything in me must be because of regression.

Could it be that people have lost their attachment to life, which they naturally have, and become empty like a dead person?

Adrian removed his hand from me and muttered softly when I didn’t say anything.

“I believe you are still there.”

“You can believe it. If I go, I will tell you I will.”

Then, as if I was a little relieved, Adrian, who was a little further away from me, looked in the direction where my face was.

I couldn’t see it, so I was looking at a slightly higher place, but it was clear that he wanted to make eye contact with me.

Unlike the pale face just before, Adrian’s cheeks were slightly red.

After waiting for something to say, her mouth opened again after a long time.

“The next time we meet… then.”

“Yes, you can.”

“At that time, please call me Adrian.”

Adrian was her name.

What is the true intention of the woman who asks to call her by her first name?

However, no matter how many times I thought about it, her true intentions were nothing but pure.

To simply call me by my first name, the next time we meet.

At that time, the intention of wanting to be friends.

We cannot see anything, but we meet eyes that see more than anything else.

I couldn’t bear to lie to those transparent eyes, so I answered with a smile.

“I will.”

Perhaps next time we meet, I won’t be able to call her a saint anymore.

The smile that returned was brighter than anything else.

Although today was a day when the moon was barely visible, it faced a brighter light than anyone else.

None other than the Wall Tower.

It was a pretty good harvest.