Bloodline is a Cheat Code - Chapter 63

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Chapter 63
Serpina Rosena shot at me with an incredulous tone.
“Aubrey Violet made the decision to pledge her loyalty to you of her own accord—why should you concern yourself with such things? That’s an insult to her sincerity.”
“Serpina, you accepted Violet’s loyalty because the old you recognized Aubrey Violet’s ability to command high society. And I thought that if I helped in any way, I could heal Flotie’s fragile body more quickly….”
“Tiae’s health has improved considerably, and now that Minabell Cherita controls high society and stands with us, Violet doesn’t need to pledge her loyalty to us.”
“Us? I said you, Serpina.”
“Regardless. If you suddenly send someone who trusts and follows you to pledge loyalty elsewhere, it only breeds resentment.”
I found myself nodding without thinking.
With Aubrey Violet as she is now, that would be even more true. Aden, oblivious as ever, doesn’t seem to notice, but considering the feelings Aubrey Violet appears to harbor toward him, it’s all the more so.
Or perhaps Aubrey Violet, knowing Aden’s heart, simply doesn’t reveal her own emotions—which is why he hasn’t noticed. And Serpina Rosena shows no interest whatsoever.
This relationship is far too complicated. It suddenly feels very real that Serpina Rosena is like a heroine from a novel.
“Minabell Cherita is on your side?”
“Precisely speaking, she’s on Tiae’s side. You may not remember, but as long as Tiae lives, I intend never to take center stage. This time, I’ll help Tiae achieve what she desires, and I’ll simply move toward that goal.”
….
Aden fell silent for the first time, his gaze alternating between Serpina Rosena and me.
Until now, his expression had laid bare a multitude of emotions, but now it’s utterly unreadable. He seems subtly unable to comprehend this situation, yet also appears to be struggling to accept this new reality.
“True enough—you did say you’d grant your sister anything as long as she lives.”
“Yes, and that girl is making sound judgments. Far better than I would. Her perspective is broad, and she perceives remarkable things.”
Serpina Rosena praised me as though it were obvious. I don’t mind her usual overestimation of me, but being treated as someone extraordinary in a space like this is somewhat troublesome.
Meanwhile, Lucian Advein showed no inclination to deny or refute her words—instead, he nodded in agreement.
“She possesses an exceptional ability to perceive things. Even those hidden by others.”
“Hidden things? Does the young lady perhaps have a talent for magic?”
Only then did Aden seem to shift his attention slightly, opening his mouth gently toward me.
I grasped the teacup he offered with a bitter smile.
“My body is not healthy enough to accept magic. I’ve heard that merely generating a circle places excessive strain on my heart.”
“Ah…. If you don’t mind, would it be acceptable for me to examine you?”
“Pardon?”
My voice rose involuntarily at his sudden offer.
He possesses vast holy power and is the one who blessed the sacred object Lucian Advein gifted me. That he would examine my body…
If the Empire’s medicine found no solution, perhaps the answer lies here.
“…I would be grateful if you would.”
Serpina Rosena, who typically suspects before trusting others’ goodwill, opened her mouth with a noticeably softened tone. From this alone, I could sense just how profound her trust in Aden truly is.
But why did she hit him then? That was definitely wrong of her.
However, it was an unexpected person who objected.
“Brother, I would ask that you postpone examining the young lady’s condition until after the truth behind the carriage incident is revealed.”
“Ah, I heard the young lady nearly fell victim to a dangerous incident. Are you suspecting me?”
“I suspect everyone except myself and the Young Duke. So please, wait a little longer.”
What exactly is the relationship between these siblings? How can you make such a bold claim that you might be behind the kidnapping incident?
But Aden’s reaction was even more remarkable. He smiled broadly and withdrew the hand he’d extended toward me.
“A sound judgment. Trust no one from the Holy Kingdom, including myself. Trust no one from the Empire except yourselves. That’s how you can aim for the highest place.”
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“Tiae, are you alright? Did the King trouble you? Why does your face look so gaunt? Should I prepare a tonic for you?”
“Hm? No, he treated me well….”
As I returned to the room Melissa had prepared, Minabell and Elian rushed to greet me.
It seemed they had finished giving their statements about the carriage incident and were individually tracking down the perpetrators.
“It turned out to be less serious than expected.”
“Less serious?”
“There’s apparently a group within the Holy Kingdom that despises the Empire—former priests, priestesses, technicians, and so on. Someone from that group impulsively cut off the cooling magic midway.”
There had been a certain priest who strongly opposed the suppression of Holy Power, insisting that the orphanages operated by the Temple must be maintained.
He was eventually executed, but not before barely managing to help the children escape to the Holy Kingdom.
One of the orphans from that orphanage became a mercenary and the leader of a group, and when they spotted a carriage carrying people who looked unmistakably like Empire nobility, they carried out an unplanned attack on impulse.
It was truly an anticlimactic truth.
“I see….”
“During the period when exchanges between the Empire and the Holy Kingdom were severed, there was no reason for them to be active there, but when news suddenly arrived that the Imperial Prince would visit, it seems their resentment ignited.”
Elian clenched her fists, insisting that they should capture all of them and impose severe punishment.
Even without our intervention, their leader would likely face execution.
But why does this feel so unsettling? What is this nagging sense that I absolutely need to know who’s behind this?
“Minabell, is there something else you need to tell me?”
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‘Why is Flotie so perceptive?’
Minabell Cherita was rushing toward Serpina Rosena’s room, having taken the place of Flotie who had fainted upon hearing her words.
She, who had been Korean in her previous life, had followed the most textbook route—struck by a car, then opening her eyes in a world within a book.
She had anticipated possession as a nameless extra. However, awakening in a world where not just the original work, but the original heroine herself had regressed, was not part of the plan—a headfirst dive into the unknown.
Like others who possessed bodies in romance fantasy novels, she had simply wanted to survive in a doomed world, yet now she found herself running about trying to prevent the Empire’s collapse.
She managed to endure by resolving the Quest displayed on a status window that ‘appeared’ to be helping her, somehow scraping by.
Like the Magic Tower Master had mentioned, it was an ancient curse-like existence for Minabell, but she couldn’t deny that in moments like these, it proved useful.
‘To think romance still blossoms even in situations like this—this really is inside a romance fantasy novel. I was genuinely so worried about what would happen if the genre changed after the regression.’
However, since Aden’s appearance in the original work occurred much later, she hadn’t anticipated that he and Serpina Rosena would meet here.
And that ‘he’ would appear either!
In the original work, Serpina Rosena had reached her ending alongside three men total. There were more candidates, but they were all trash, or garbage, or trash while being garbage.
The original Serpina Rosena, blinded by revenge and abandoning both conscience and ethics, committed every atrocity—yet remained faithful to those she cared for and strove to repay their trust.
‘A woman who would have lived everything differently if only her sister had survived.’
At least, that’s how it appeared to reader Minabell. That’s why with every page turned, she prayed that Flotie would live, just as Serpina Rosena wished.
“Excuse me, is the Young Duke of Rosena perhaps in her room?”
Minabell, breathless from running, grabbed a passing palace servant and spoke to them.
[Automatic Translation (Holy Kingdom Language) is in use.]
“Ah, she went for a walk just now.”
“Thank you. When do you think she’ll return?”
“It shouldn’t take long—she requested that the bathwater be heated in advance.”
The servant, recalling that Minabell was one of the people who had come from the Empire, opened the door and guided her inside, mentioning that Serpina Rosena had said guests could wait in the room.
If Serpina Rosena had granted such permission to a guest, it would only be Flotie, but the user, whose command of the Empire’s language was poor, likely hadn’t grasped that nuance.
Minabell decided to feign ignorance and let the matter slide, choosing instead to wait for her.
She hadn’t wanted to torment Serpina Rosena, who seemed unable to shake the shock of meeting Aden, but seeing Flotie’s reaction made her reconsider.
“…Bel?”
“Oh, Lepina.”

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