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160. The binding magic cast on the former Marquess Iris was utterly different in system and structure from anything found in the Imperial Magic Tower. Even the flow of mana lingering around her neck felt distinctly foreign. “Could this be magic from another country?” “That’s what I’ll have to investigate.” “…Good heavens…” Ex slumped to the floor, burying his face in his hands as he asked. Duke Felikia’s eyes flashed coldly at the Marchioness, who met his gaze…
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159. The crown prince was never known for his kind temperament. There was always a chill in the air around him, a harsh, cold presence—but until recently, he had never abused those beneath him. But now, he was changing. “I heard he punished a servant just because a drop of water splashed from the washing basin, and he overturned an entire meal because the sauce wasn’t the same as yesterday’s.” “…” “…” Everyone’s faces turned ashen. “Th-then, why did that maid…
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158. “…Are you sure you’re all right? You have no regrets, do you?” Seraphy asked cautiously, as if probing for any uncertainty. “Would a woman go back on her word?” There was not a hint of falsehood in Peonia’s reply. Breaking off the engagement was nothing to her. She was confident she could accomplish anything, and nothing could stand in her way. In that sense, the crown prince was merely something to be set aside. “After the banquet, I plan to ask my father to request…
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157. “Rude, you say?” The crown prince echoed mockingly, his eyes flicking swiftly around the room. The atelier staff and serving maids, who had been sitting on the floor or steadying themselves at tables, shocked and out of breath, hastily straightened their posture. “We greet Your Highness, the Crown Prince.” “We greet the Little Sun of the Empire.” Only then did the crown prince’s attention leave those who bowed their heads in greeting. “Peonia.” He entered the…
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156. “Even the weakest magician, if he puts his mind to it, can take several lives. A magician of that level could destroy a nation.” Orchis interjected, unable to resist adding a bit of bravado. Ouch! Orchis bowed her head quickly—thanks to Peonia stamping on her foot under the table. “When magic comes into play…” Peonia continued, pretending not to notice. “The balance of the world is shattered in an instant. That’s why magicians are strictly regulated, and never allowed…
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155. “People can really change for the better!” That afternoon, As soon as Seraphie returned to the mansion, she held a small party. The guests, as always, were her usual lover and friends. So, it was really nothing more than a slightly fancier dinner. Yet it was enough for Seraphie to show off her excitement. “We recycle even trash—why on earth couldn’t a person be reclaimed as well? Ah, it took me a whole year to realize this truth!” “Darling, am I bleeding from the…
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154. ‘But is this really something to get that upset about?’ It was one thing to worry about Seraphie’s anger, but Orkis couldn’t help questioning whether these two living together was truly a matter that warranted such a reaction. ‘It’s not even our business.’ The fact that the man who had conned Seraphie and behaved so rudely was now being supported by her wasn’t pleasant, even for Orkis. But even so, if the two of them had ended up together, that was their own…
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153. "As you've seen, his works are truly bizarre. Yet their themes are unmistakably clear: they satirize the vices of our times." "Satire…" Seraphie recalled the painting from earlier. The image of human figures with beastly heads, clad in a priest’s vestments and suffering gruesome torments beneath a demon’s feet, was still vivid in her mind. "As you might expect, these are not the kind of pictures one can brazenly exhibit in public. Open activity must be difficult for him." "Then…
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152. “‘The Curse of Validus,’ huh…” Inside the carriage hurriedly making its way to the square. “Yeah, now I see why things have been so peaceful.” Seraphie’s face, reflected in the window, wore a composed smile, as if she had already transcended all things. “It’s rare for someone to be born under such an unlucky star…” Loony, seated beside her, offered a sympathetic remark. Even the sound of her tongue clicking in pity seemed full of regret. “He’s quite the…
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151. After working so hard for a year to improve the relationship between Peonia and Lilia, it turned out that the real mastermind behind the uprising was the Crown Prince. ‘I can’t even trust the original story anymore.’ Even if the banquet passed without incident, there was no telling what that deranged killer might do. ‘Could it be that what happened at the banquet wasn’t even the cause of the rebellion?’ Felikia and X already had more than enough reasons to revolt. That…
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150. “Phosphorus?” X tilted his head in puzzlement. He had just heard from Serapi about the explosive’s ingredient and the true nature of the stones found in the temple’s underground tunnel. “You mean the stuff at the end of matchsticks? The red part?” “But the stones we saw in the tunnel were black and shiny.” “That’s black phosphorus,” Serapi explained, quoting what he'd read in the research journal. “Phosphorus-bearing minerals form four distinct allotropes…
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149. “Interesting people seem to gather around the Count on their own.” Despite Pura’s rudeness, X showed no sign of displeasure; rather, he grew more interested and initiated conversation. Eventually, even Pura, who had been steadfastly ignoring him, half conceded and joined the discussion with X. Serapi, finding it bothersome to interject, kept her lips firmly shut. The place the three arrived at was the construction site of a temple being built on the outskirts of the…
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148. ‘It makes me itchy for no reason.’ Her relationships with these people felt both unfamiliar and strangely embarrassing. But right now, even that sort of bashful emotion was a luxury she could hardly afford. “The Poor Relief Act will endanger the Crown Prince’s position,” Seraphie said, and all attention turned to her. “The newly reformed temple has severed its ties to the Cartio family.” The temple was now subordinate to the Imperial House. No longer would it serve as a…
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147. The day she visited the Imperial Palace. Seraphie had a long conversation with the Emperor, discussing the events that were to unfold. Their talks stretched on for quite some time. Among their subjects was the matter of the temple. ‘My aunt, the woman who gave birth to my younger sister, was imprisoned in Paradise.’ ‘Paradise? You don't mean 66-6 Parsar Street?’ ‘Iris’s youngest and my escort infiltrated the place and confirmed her safety.’ Karl and Pura had scouted…
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146. Carola’s blue eyes quivered in the direction of the sound. As if she had seen a ghost, she could not believe what she was witnessing. “Hurry and go.” Seraphie gave her younger sister a gentle push on the back. It was the faintest touch. Yet, it was enough. Carola’s legs, which had been frozen like stone, hesitated for a brief moment before springing forward in a strong dash. “Mother!” “Carola! My child, heavens!” “Waaah! Mammaaa!” “Sob, my darling…
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145. It was no mere feeling of déjà vu. Before, nobles had arrived in their finery to watch the spectacular fall of the Countess Validus. Today, once again, all had gathered here to see another daughter of Validus. This time, however, there were a few differences: the venue was the temple, and conspicuously fewer nobles were present than one might expect. “They’re being cautious about you.” Loony and Karl, arriving in a separate carriage, joined Seraphie. “They don’t want…
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144. The blanket wound tightly around Carolla from head to toe just barely kept out the cold, but it could do nothing for the child’s anxiety. “…!” After a long bout of whimpering, Carolla drew in a sharp breath. Through the firmly shut door came the sound of footsteps. She tried desperately to draw the trembling in her body deeper into the blanket. Soon, the door opened. Light poured into the dark room. Carolla squinted at the sudden brightness. The people silhouetted in the…
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143. “I knew this would happen.” Seraphie responded indifferently. She had already expected as much. “I’ve looked into the child’s distinguishing features. They say her hair is a very deep navy blue.” “And you thought you could claim she was Validus’s blood relative just because of that?” Loony frowned. The temple’s actions had long since departed from common decency; now, they were outright rude and vicious. Just what gave them the confidence to make such transparent…
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142. “I am Count Validus, scheduled for a visit.” Pura handed a letter of introduction to the soldier guarding the door and spoke. The guard glanced at Seraphie as he checked the letter. Blue bobbed hair. That hair was the most iconic image associated with the name Validus. “You may enter.” Soon, the door opened with a bizarre creak. The high-pitched, scraping sound of metal was enough to send chills down one’s spine. “Count Validus.” The warden, waiting inside,…
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141. ‘…It’s a dream.’ Seraphie quickly grasped the situation. She was standing in the capital square, barefoot and still in her pajamas. The once-familiar square was now a ruin, thick gray smoke curling from place to place. Wounded and dead bodies lay scattered on the streets, while children who had lost their families sobbed nearby. It was, in short, hell. That was how she knew it wasn’t real. ‘Am I just too exhausted?’ Seraphie naturally recalled her day. She had…
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