The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 113
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“Hey! You’re a mere ducal lady, yet you keep telling me, a prince, what to do…!!”
“Yuldian…”
“…Ah, yes. Of course. It’s okay.”
At Naryan’s single remark, Yuldian quickly changed his tune. He probably didn’t mean to say that.
It seemed that the Emperor was quite pleased with the royal marriage Yuldian had been sold into by Roxelyn.
Yuldian stood next to Naryan, his face gloomy like other nobles who were sent abroad, about to marry into the royal family of a foreign country.
If the Emperor had said anything encouraging, Yuldian’s resignation would have been understandable.
‘He’s a prince after all, and he loves his country.’
The Emperor would have said it was for the country. Yuldian couldn’t pretend he didn’t know that.
That’s why, in Roxelyn’s world, he chose to pick up a sword and go to the battlefield instead of fleeing when war broke out with Kaluta.
The First Prince was severely injured in the war, and Yuldian, the Second Prince, was captured, losing his left arm. It was around that time that Roxelyn heard rumors of how the Princess of Kaluta had taken a liking to the Second Prince.
That was why he was included in the negotiations with Kaluta.
‘If this goes well, there won’t be a war.’
If there is no war, there will be no futile deaths. The Bellion Ducal House would be safe.
‘What’s left are…’
The arson case.
The disappearance case.
And the epidemic.
And all of these were linked to Makruxa.
Anyway, it seemed true that Kaluta wouldn’t talk without Roxelyn, as they hadn’t even muttered about the epidemic.
‘Once this is over…’
Roxelyn rubbed her eyelids slightly.
“Are you tired, Roxelyn?”
She hesitated to nod at the voice that came from behind.
Roxelyn blinked and turned around, wrapping her shoulders in a thick shawl.
“…Arma?”
“Yes. I heard that my brother is leaving, so I got permission from Father to come along.”
Arma smiled brightly as he looked intently at Roxelyn, who nodded her head.
“And after all, you and I are lovers, aren’t we?”
She nodded lightly at his softly added words.
“Shall we stop spreading this affection and you tell us why you’ve called us all together, Roxelyn? I’m starting to miss my wife.”
Gerun, unable to stand watching Naryan and Yuldian, Roxelyn and Arma cozying up in pairs, asked with a smile in his voice.
“You weren’t called here in the first place.”
“Wasn’t I supposed to help out? You’re too harsh on me.”
Roxelyn shrugged at his teasingly grumbling demeanor.
“Why don’t you try spreading some affection with that priest standing next to you?”
At Roxelyn’s suggestion, Gerun Wilfred looked at the priest standing timidly beside him.
He was the man Roxelyn had specially requested the Emperor to allow to participate in this matter.
If it involved this event, he would definitely step up to catch a big fish.
And Roxelyn had hoped he would.
Luckily, Gerun seemed to remember him.
Asidore, the mid-level priest.
Though his outward appearance was entirely different, things like the base of his voice or his bone structure hadn’t changed, so a man as quick as Marquis Gerun surely wouldn’t have forgotten.
‘Where and how did she pick this one up this time?’
Gerun Wilfred’s smile deepened.
“Unfortunately, I’m not interested in men.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, I thought you might have such interests.”
“I have a wife who I love very much.”
Roxelyn shrugged indifferently and turned her head to look at Yuldian, who was nestled snugly in Naryan’s arms.
“Your Highness the Second Prince.”
“What.”
“Please use your Abyss for tracking.”
“…What? You want me to…!”
“Wow! Yuldian, you have an Abyss too! What is it? Is it a strong Abyss? You fit not just my type in appearance but also in ability…”
“No!! It’s absolutely not strong! It’s not a combat Abyss!”
Yuldian screamed in fright as Naryan took further interest, seemingly about to challenge him to a fight. It was quite a sight given that he was taller than Naryan by at least a head, yet he was held princess-style in her arms.