That Man’s 101st Bad Ending

Saint and Robert-1

“Are you not going to see me off?”

“do not need to. If you have anything to say, I have already done it.”

I already knew it was the day Robert was leaving.

I don’t know if I had something to say before I left, because I had already said everything I wanted to say the night before.

At the moment the paper was struck, Adele let out a light sigh as she recalled the eyes Robert was looking at her.

-Would you like to bet?

Bet, I was still wondering what the sudden words meant.

I wonder if we’ll be able to see the bell ringing together next year. If he called, he would have to come.

Didn’t he know best that if he didn’t come, he would bring him by force?

One wish for a bet you’re sure to lose.

It was true that I did not quite understand the generous reward.

Maybe… he noticed that he was feeling uneasy.

Intuition has been an innate instinct since childhood.

When anxious, when in an emergency. It can be said that it is the 6th sense that informs all situations close to foreknowledge.

I have always lived on the limb.

Wouldn’t it be strange to die right away, isn’t it the northern land where each other is aiming for each other’s life?

In such a place, it was simple for a girl to survive with a single knife.

To be aware of the threats that will come to me in advance, to nip them in the bud, and to trample on them so that I cannot climb them.

This innate sense from birth was the driving force behind such a life, so Adele was usually the type to trust this sense.

However, what I feel now is different from before. I couldn’t say it was a bad feeling.

Rather, as if whispering that nothing would happen, I felt only a calm premonition.

‘It’s strange.’

It was a sensation I had never felt before.

If everything goes on like this, everything will be fine? Adele didn’t believe in such peaceful thoughts.

Every moment, in any situation, didn’t an ominous feeling follow?

What came to mind was a letter from Robert.

As I recalled that, the sense of calm disappeared and an ominous feeling rose.

…there is something.

With such thoughts in mind, Adele opened the letter and before long stared blankly at something falling from the letter.

It was a white handkerchief.

A handkerchief with his own pattern lent to him when Robert was beheaded.

He smiles and picks up a handkerchief.

It was okay not to return it, but it was just a little funny when the forgotten thing came back here.

Did you remember that I told you to return it?

When I put the handkerchief away and picked up the letter, I noticed the neat writing that was different from what it looked like.

Being a nobleman from birth, he was voted for in a place like this.

Unlike himself, Robert was born in the center, so why not write well?

[I was worried about what to write in the first line, so I wrote it lightly. I don’t know if you received the handkerchief well.]

If it was a handkerchief, I wanted to say that I received it well, but it was just a letter.

After staring at the paper for a moment, Adele’s gaze turned downward.

The first thing written was a simple greeting. He said he wrote down something to tell me, but where did he write it down?

It wasn’t until a little more time passed that Adele’s eyes narrowed as she continued to look at the letter.

[I saw a lot of things while I was in the North, but I think the one I saw the most was the Archduke. I faced the most time, had many conversations, and received a lot of help.]

“Help.”

Adele laughed bitterly.

To be honest, I don’t really remember helping Robert in any way.

Wasn’t it all about adapting well on your own, and just lending you a sword?

There was a sight he wanted to show, but Robert’s expression when he saw it was quite complex.

I don’t know what kind of memory I’m recalling, but it’s certain that it’s something I don’t know.

It was clear that there was a gap between Robert and himself.

What he doesn’t know, but Robert knows. Is it possible to not feel a sense of incongruity between them?

I didn’t like that fact, but what scattered my thoughts was the sentence in the next paragraph of the letter.

[I said I wrote down what I wanted to say, but in fact, the purpose of warning was the biggest. The reason I came to the North, and the reason I tried to meet the Grand Duke, was not to return the handkerchief.]

Warning, Adele, who was reading the next sentence while frowning at that word, let out a small laugh.

It was too out of context.

The things he hadn’t even thought about, the name that hadn’t been contained in his head, only filled him with wonder.

However, the gaze is directed downward.

The words that Robert was trying to say to him, those words that tinged with the character of a warning, made no sense on reflection.

All the more because he was recognized by the imperial family and elevated to the position of grand duke, and was directly titled by the crown prince.

Adele’s mouth was closed.

Her eyes, which had always been cold, wavered in disarray as doubts and confusion mingled.

[What I want to say first.]

“…what the hell were you thinking when you wrote it, Robert.”

[They want you not to respond to the prince’s call.]

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After leaving the north and riding in a wagon, not a sled, I felt that I had stepped back into the center.

A place you don’t want to come to. Except for seeing the faces of Yuria and Keitel, my memories remained like fragments all over the center.

Wherever I go, there will be traces of my attempts.

The only thing that made me feel comfortable was that I wouldn’t have to stop by the duke’s residence.

[Sogaju seems to have started moving.]

My eyes narrowed as I read Leonald’s letter.

The word that the movement started, in short, meant that they were trying to finish the preparations to confirm the position of the family head.

It remains to be seen how far along the line he will move, but he could have threatened his father.

It would have been better to do this in advance.

If the player is taken away while you are in the middle of the day, your plan will be disrupted.

The first thing you need to do is to ‘secure’ your father’s recruits.

Father was the first insurance to prepare for unexpected situations that Yuria would cause.

Unless the father approves, the position of head of household is not decided.

It should come from someone who has that authority.

I was writing something down in a letter to be sent to Reynolds, and I looked up at a thought that suddenly came to my mind.

It was about a letter written to Adele. I think you’ve probably read them all by now.

What was written in it was a fairly blatant warning, and one more was added to it.

‘return.’

It was inspired by what Adele had said, but it was little more than an allusion.

It will be up to Adele to decide how to bring this to fruition.

If you believe it, it goes in a slightly better direction, and if you don’t believe it, it doesn’t matter.

save With that decided, Adele’s death does not exist in this episode.

Perhaps it was because I had clashed swords a lot in the north, my level was one step ahead of what I thought.

As before, if you use a little magic, you won’t get tired quickly, and you can consider using a different weapon.

It is said that 20 lives were wasted after losing Miragen, but it was not completely wasted.

Didn’t you see the extreme of all the weapons that can be used?

Even if it is not possible to completely achieve that limit, I think there is nothing impossible if we move forward based on the understanding we have already achieved.

“You’d better keep in touch with Adrian.”

So this time, the place I was heading to was the church where Adrian was supposed to be, and going as soon as I got to the center didn’t feel a little urgent.

He had to see Adrian, but in this episode, he also had to build a relationship with the church, so it was only natural.

If there was anything I had to finish before hitting the crown prince, it was first to build my own forces.

Wasn’t that the reason why he went to the north, went to the south with Adrian, and made friends with Mirazen?

He even had a direct meeting with the crown prince there. Progress on this was still going smoothly.

The church could also be seen as one of them.

The church the saintess belonged to occupies 90% of the empire’s religions,

Wouldn’t it be enough to prepare for the future if we could gain even a little support from those forces?

The only inconvenience was that these forces were prepared for work after the rebellion.

Treason must be done in secret.

Shouldn’t we kill the crown prince together with Arwen and perhaps Adele so that not even Mirajen would notice?

After killing the crown prince, there were several justifications to present.

The bizarre behavior he had done, and now even the things about the dragons.

The problem is that the process is very, very, difficult to the point of being close to impossible.

Although his fate is unfolding in a completely new direction this time, there was also an experience of coming close to killing the crown prince.

If you fail to do that and recall that your mind is broken for a while, it will be quite regrettable.

With that thought in mind, I tinkered with the artifact and sent a call to Miragen.

Miragen was needed to contact Adrian.

If it was a mage belonging to the imperial family, it would probably be able to connect them to the Wall Tower.

The beep that had been ringing for a long time stopped, and at the same time, Mirazen’s voice was heard.

-Uh, maybe Prince Robert?

“you’re right. How are you?”

-I wonder what you contacted me about. I hope your wounds are okay, are you still in the North?

“I just left and came to the center. Judging by your voice, it seems like you’ve been comfortable all this while.”

Mirazen’s voice remained the same.

As if there was something wrong, a faint smile bloomed in her unique playful voice.

I just think it’s more uncomfortable than before.

Even if the investigation into the location of the Northwest Area was discovered, it would be difficult to find out the results.

Miragen, delighted with my words, sighed deeply with the answer that it was absolutely not.

As soon as he returned to the imperial family, a probation order was issued,

Her voice was full of worry as she confided that she would not be able to go out for a while.

Well, even if I were the emperor, such an order would be taken for granted.

His beloved daughter almost suffered greatly in the North, but there was no way she would just go through without taking any action.

After I comforted her a bit, Mirazen grunted and asked about me.

– The Grand Duke must be disappointed. It’s like it came out right after I left.

“Would you like to? You must be busy.”

– Hmm, is it really so?

After spitting out such a meaningful reply, Mirazen opened her mouth in a slightly brighter voice.

Maybe I was waiting for a conversation with a person.

If it was a probationary spirit, even talking to my maid would have been difficult.

-Can you come to the imperial palace? I said the other day that I wanted to repay Confucius. While you are in the center, come to my side and I will serve you. If it’s the price of saving the princess’s life, well… I might be able to grant even one wish.

“I know you’ll ask me to grant you a wish.”

-If you ask me to go out with you, I can give you that much. I think you know how difficult it is to become the lover of the princess.

I shrug my shoulders at the word difficult.

How many times has she and I been lovers?

I think it goes through ten times. I know better than she does what’s in Mirazen’s body.

It may be funny, but if I said this, he would probably be scared and try to avoid me.

“I am not particularly interested in that. Rather, I was contacting you to ask for another favor.”

-…Uh, I didn’t expect you to say you’re not interested. But what if it’s a request?

“I would like to contact the saintess. Could you please connect me there?”

Then there was silence for a while.

The sound of the artifact falling down and being picked up again was heard, and a chilling voice came from beyond the sound of silly laughter.

-Aha, you mean Adrian?

“Yes, but… your voice is dark.”

– Well, it’s just because someone tricked me. I hope people don’t expect too much. Be a little more careful next time, Prince Taylor.

When I finally answered the harsher voice than before, Mirazen sneered and disappeared with footsteps.

I think it’s probably calling a wizard.

I couldn’t help but laugh a little at that reaction. You haven’t changed since then or now. That alone made me feel at ease.