A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 131

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The man who schemed for the position of heir, committed every conceivable atrocity against the Duke, and even caused him to suffer memory loss—he’s still alive and well?
The fact that he attends family meetings meant he was still engaging in social activities.
“How curious.”
“What is?”
“That someone with that temperament was allowed to live.”
Duke Sorpel, after all, was renowned for showing no mercy to his enemies. Yet he was sparing his own brother, his own blood?
“There was no evidence. No proof that my uncle attacked Father. The moment Father recovered his memories and returned, he erased every trace of what he’d done so cleanly.”
Camilla watched him continue with a slight smile, utterly bewildered.
She’d heard that Jainer’s biological father was killed by that very man—the Duke’s brother, or whatever he was.
“Yet you manage to call such a person your uncle.”
“It’s a matter of considering a child’s emotional development. I have to watch my words around Daive. Besides, the title itself means little to me, so it doesn’t really matter.”
Regardless of the reason, he was casually addressing the man who killed his own biological father as his uncle.
“I’ve tried everything.”
“Everything what?”
As if reading the look in her eyes, he continued matter-of-factly.
“I’ve killed him countless times.”
“Killed? That brother of his?”
“Ersha Erska. That’s my uncle’s name.”
He let out a laugh, as if by habit.
“You could say I’ve tried every method you could possibly imagine.”
…What does that even mean? I haven’t thought of anything! How much could I possibly know about ways to kill people!
“Was it the fifth time? There was once when I starved him without giving him a single drop of water—that seemed the most pitiful. He kept begging, pleading for just one drop.”
“….”
“Heh.”
Had she been making a strange expression? Jainer paused briefly before letting out a small laugh.
“After killing him over twenty times like that, even murder began to feel tedious. When I looked at him, I didn’t feel anger anymore. Even when I heard him mention my late father, I found myself laughing.”
Camilla swallowed dryly without realizing it. Wow, this is really….
“Well, I might want to kill him again someday, but since I said this life would end with this one, I suppose I should refrain from killing him outright?”
He’s insane. This man was insane too!
‘Who in the world said he had a good personality!’
Now it came back to her.
Why she’d felt so unsettled when she first saw him, why his gaze as he smiled at her had bothered her so much!
Seemingly infinitely kind and gentle, yet containing within that strange, subtle pleasure.
Camilla had seen that exact gaze once before, in the world where she used to live.
A serial killer. When that man, who had murdered over twenty people, was finally caught and stood before the public, his eyes held precisely that look.
An expression devoid of any guilt. Eyes that seemed to regard people as nothing more than toys to play with for a moment—that joyful, gleeful gaze.
‘That man’s eyes were exactly like that back then.’
Camilla exhaled a long sigh. Had he always been insane? Or had the repeating lives twisted him into this?
“So this Ersha Erska is coming this time?”
“Yes.”
Ersha Erska. The man who caused my mother to bear me alone.
Frankly, if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t even exist. So shouldn’t I be grateful?
‘Is he joking?’
I knew perfectly well what kind of life Camilla had lived here in the past, so what was I supposed to be grateful for?
Should I bow in thanks for allowing me to live such a miserable existence?
Ever since meeting Duke Escra and learning the secret of my birth, anger had been accumulating with nowhere to go.
I couldn’t vent my frustration on Duke Escra, who had no choice but to lose his memories.
‘…Ah, forget it.’
Besides, it would be rather absurd to take it out on someone I was seeing for the first time in my life, wouldn’t it?
“Still, I’d like to see his face at least once.”
Ersha Erska. What exactly did he look like?
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The day the family council convened.
A hushed silence fell over the Council Chamber, which was attended by more people than usual. All their gazes were directed at one place.
Camilla sat composed, sipping her tea despite the countless eyes upon her.
“That child….”
“Those red eyes.”
“Just as the rumors said….”
“She possessed the family head’s ring, I heard.”
Soon people began to whisper among themselves. They seemed to already know quite a bit of information about Camilla.
“Sigh.”
Count Alton, who was present at the gathering, let out a short breath. He looked at Camilla with worried eyes.
‘What on earth is she thinking?’
I couldn’t fathom her intention when she suddenly expressed her desire to attend the council.
She must have known well that she would become a spectacle before everyone like this, so why insist on it?
Click.
Shortly after, the murmuring noise ceased as a man entered through the door. It was Duke Escra.
With his arrival, tension instantly filled the Conference Room. Only Camilla and Jainer remained composed in their seats.
And….
“It’s been a long time, Elder Brother.”
Ersha Erska.
A man who bore some resemblance to Duke Escra yet emanated a distinctly different atmosphere greeted him with an easy smile.
“Yes.”
Duke Escra gave a brief reply and took his seat, his gaze sweeping lightly across the assembly.
Some flinched at that look, while others quickly bowed their heads.
Finally, his eyes fell upon Camilla. He seemed quite displeased by her presence here, his brow furrowing slightly.
“Is that your daughter, Elder Brother?”
At that moment, a voice rang out again—Ersha’s.
Unlike the others who hesitated and spoke cautiously, he asked quite openly.
‘What did he just say?’
“That? Did you just call me ‘that’?”
“Watch your tongue, Ersha.”
At the sight of Duke Escra emanating a chilling aura, even Ersha, who had maintained his composure throughout, flinched slightly.
But after clearing his throat a few times, he continued speaking without hesitation.
“It seems the child was born around the time my brother had that accident….”
His gaze turned toward Camilla.
“Then this child wouldn’t exist in my brother’s memory at all.”
At Ersha’s words, which brought up that past incident, the brows of Count Alton and several others twitched.
How dare he so brazenly mention that matter!
“And yet you intend to acknowledge this as bloodline of our House?”
Regardless, his voice grew increasingly louder.
“We don’t even know where that creature’s mother crawled out from, and yet you speak of accepting it as our House’s bloodline…!”
Ersha couldn’t finish his sentence. A suffocating pressure suddenly crashed down upon him.
Realizing that this oppressive force came from Duke Escra, Ersha quickly swallowed hard.
The others also turned pale as they felt the unusual aura emanating from Duke Escra.
“May I… say something?”
At that moment, a clear, melodious voice rang out. It was Camilla.
She deliberately emphasized the word “that” with particular accentuation, smiling brightly as she looked at Ersha.
‘I was just trying to let this pass quietly.’
I only came to see his face, but he’s practically begging me to address this? Fine, let’s settle this once and for all.
He started this with me first.
“You are Ersha, correct?”
Ersha’s eyes, fixed upon Camilla, filled with displeasure. His expression was as if he were looking at an insect.
How dare she speak so presumptuously? The very fact that she sits at this table is shameless beyond measure!
Does she already think she’s been acknowledged as House Ersha’s bloodline?
“Darling.”
The middle-aged woman sitting beside him, Ersha’s Wife, gently grasped his hand as if to tell him to stop, while keeping an eye on Duke Escra’s still-hardened expression.
She too had never missed a single family meeting, as she managed one of House Ersha’s business ventures.
“Do you have something to say to me?”
He still clearly displayed his displeasure, speaking to her as one would address an inferior.
“Oh my….”
But Camilla, instead of looking at Ersha, kept her gaze fixed on his wife sitting beside him and shook her head lightly.
“You’ll be getting divorced soon.”
“…What did you say?”
At her brief, casually uttered remark, the atmosphere in the Council Chamber grew tense once more.
“What are you spouting…!”
*Whoosh!*
Ersha, who had shot to his feet and cried out, once again couldn’t finish his sentence.
His face trembled as if seized by convulsions. This was because Camilla, ignoring him entirely, had pulled something out and spread it across the table.
Cards bearing strange patterns captured everyone’s attention.
Under Camilla’s curious gaze, she drew one card from the fan-shaped spread.
“Your subordinate’s wife.”
“…!”
At Camilla’s words, bewilderment flooded across Ersha Erska’s face.
“And your most cherished subordinate’s wife at that.”
“W-what are you…!”
“The woman you’re currently having an affair with.”
Camilla’s blunt declaration sent shockwaves through the room. Undeterred, she drew another card.
“This woman has even borne your child.”
“Where are you getting this nonsense from!”
“A subordinate’s wife whose name begins with the initial L.”
“That…!”
“And she’s blackmailing you—demanding you take responsibility.”
Ersha Erska trembled, no longer able to mount a defense, his body shaking for an entirely different reason than before.
‘Was that rumor actually true?’
He had dismissed her as some woman of unknown origins, but he knew enough about Camilla to understand her standing.
She was Duke Sorpel’s stepdaughter.
He had also heard whispers of her possessing an unusual ability.
Foresight.
But he hadn’t believed it. He’d assumed it was merely exaggerated gossip attached to her fortunate circumstances. Yet now, witnessing her precision as she extracted the very troubles plaguing him, a chill ran down his spine.
Meanwhile, Camilla drew yet another card.
“Oh my… I see money slipping away.”
Ersha Erska’s fists clenched involuntarily. Surely not…!
“12.54 million gold.”
At the figure she uttered, Ersha Erska’s breath caught.
The exact amount he had been embezzling from the family’s collective funds had just spilled from her lips!
That’s because the amount of the family’s shared funds he had been embezzling came pouring out of Camilla’s mouth!

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