I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 100

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【Chapter 100】

 

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Arjen waited for the formula written on his wife’s white nape to disappear.

 

And after a moment.

 

“We’re running low on tea, go get some more.”

 

He plopped down in his chair as if nothing had happened and called to the servants standing at a distance.

 

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

 

One servant approached silently and quietly poured black tea into the teacup.

 

Arjen savored the warm tea fragrance.

 

Across from him, Grace, who had regained consciousness, was looking at him with a terrified expression.

 

“…Arjen, you…”

 

“What is it.”

 

“…You… just what…”

 

Grace’s mouth, which had been trying to say something, suddenly shut like a machine.

 

“…”

 

She let out a sigh and could only glare at Arjen with her beautiful light green eyes, unable to say anything.

 

“You’re much more beautiful when you don’t say useless things, Grace.”

 

Arjen finally felt like he could breathe and let out a long, leisurely breath.

 

In fact, he had been guessing her purpose from the moment Grace invited him to tea time.

 

Aisha’s black magic.

 

And naturally, the public duel that would have reached her ears.

 

He didn’t want to go this far, but unfortunately Grace was too thorough and smart a woman to remain as Arjen’s ordinary wife.

 

So Arjen accepted her tea time invitation.

 

Instead, he too had a purpose.

 

Which was to shut this talkative woman’s mouth.

 

“The more you try to say the forbidden words, the more your breath will be cut off, so please relax your expression and give up.”

 

“…”

 

Anger blazed fiercely in Grace’s eyes as she gasped without saying anything.

 

“How pleasant to see.”

 

This was exactly the kind of woman he wanted – quiet, non-irritating, and simply beautiful.

 

Arjen finally began to find his wife pretty.

 

“There are various forbidden words so conversation will be difficult. But if you don’t concern yourself with outside situations and stay quietly in social circles, it won’t be much of a problem.”

 

There were quite a lot of forbidden words.

 

Black magic and all descriptions that referred to black magic indirectly. Aisha and all descriptions that meant Aisha.

 

Croste. Duke. Monster. Magic and spells were also forbidden words, and any mention of incidents related to what Arjen had done was all prohibited.

 

Conclusion.

 

Grace had lost everything.

 

From the monsters and magic she had studied since childhood to the Croste family she had relied on as steadfast allies.

 

She had lost her identity.

 

“…You…”

 

Moisture slowly gathered around Grace’s eyes as she spoke in a grinding voice.

 

Eventually, tears flowed down her white cheeks.

 

“I don’t know what you were thinking when you did this… but someday… I’ll get it back.”

 

“Hahahaha! How scary!”

 

Arjen could only laugh at his wife’s anger.

 

Though he had hesitated at first about using forbidden black magic, once he started, it wasn’t so bad.

 

The same was true for casting it on Grace.

 

Unable to mention magic, she couldn’t break the black magic cast on her, and to people who didn’t know magic anyway, she would look exactly the same as before as the queen.

 

“Well then, enjoy the rest of your black tea. I’m busy so I’ll be going now.”

 

Arjen, who had been staring at Grace swallowing her tears with a pleasant smile, left the glass greenhouse.

 

Now the number of people who could speak about his crimes had decreased from two to one.

 

Princess Aisha.

 

Now it was time to eliminate that child.

 

“…”

 

Grace, left alone in the greenhouse watching his retreating figure, quietly lowered her head.

 

She felt exactly like a bird trapped in a cage.

 

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Tri, King Arjen’s aide, found the king quite suspicious these days.

 

He had barely learned magic and climbed to the position of the king’s aide. But all he did was spy on what Queen Grace was doing, or spy on what Croste Duke was doing.

 

But lately his master was humming all the time, seemingly in a good mood about something.

 

While assigning him unpleasant surveillance work.

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“The boy named Aebin is confirmed to be an illegitimate child of the Pose Duke’s family.”

 

This time, the task Tri was assigned was investigating the boy who had recently come to the kingdom.

 

“I see. I wondered how he could use poison abilities, but as expected, he has Pose ducal blood mixed in.”

 

King Arjen’s lips curved up slightly as he examined the report.

 

Seeing such a king, Tri sighed imperceptibly and spoke carefully.

 

“…Your Majesty. May I offer a word?”

 

“Speak.”

 

“Though the boy we brought this time has excellent abilities, if we reveal that he’s a poison ability user, public opinion might not be favorable.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

“People might feel disgust toward poison abilities themselves due to Pose Duke’s incident. Moreover, wasn’t this public duel with the Croste ducal family held to suppress the Pose Duke incident?”

 

Arjen nodded and answered after carefully listening to the concerned words.

 

“By the way, how did this guy escape? The Kingdom of Doctia said they sent everyone related to the Pose ducal family to prison.”

 

No. He was talking about something else.

 

Seeing the king who never listened to his words as always, Tri swallowed a sigh inwardly.

 

“Though he’s an illegitimate child, it seems he was treated as almost non-existent within the Pose duchy. The Kingdom of Doctia seems unaware of this boy’s existence.”

 

“Oho.”

 

‘This isn’t the time to be interested in that illegitimate child.’

 

Tri bit his lower lip while watching King Arjen who only kept making exclamations.

 

King Arjen was always like this.

 

Because all he wanted was Queen Grace’s excellent magic and Croste Duke’s ridiculous abilities.

 

‘I should have become the queen’s aide instead.’

 

Should he write a resignation letter?

 

But externally, there was no job that looked as honorable and successful as being the king’s aide.

 

It was then, when his mind was troubled by various concerns.

 

“Tri.”

 

“Yes, yes!”

 

Tri, who snapped to attention due to Arjen suddenly calling him, answered urgently.

 

“Are you my person?”

 

King Arjen was staring at him intently while asking this.

 

Surprised, Tri bowed his head and answered for now.

 

“Of course. Everyone in this kingdom is Your Majesty’s person.”

 

“No. I asked if you are my person. I’m asking if you would accompany me anywhere, if you’re in the same boat as me.”

 

Tri’s body stiffened at Arjen’s gray eyes that he faced again.

 

Usually, how should he put it. He was always someone who was envious and had a hobby of badmouthing others, putting his own work on the back burner.

 

But now Arjen was as serious as someone about to commit some great deed.

 

Tri realized it. Arjen was making a secret proposition to him.

 

The kind of conversation that couldn’t be told to anyone, that might even require illegal acts.

 

“O-Of course. I am His Majesty’s person.”

 

Though reluctant, I couldn’t very well say I wasn’t his person here.

 

As Tri squeezed his eyes shut and bowed his head even lower, a satisfied low laugh flowed from across the room.

 

“Then come with me. I have something to show you.”

 

Arjen suddenly rose from his seat and left the study, walking toward the basement.

 

This was where the treasures of the Frozen Royal Family were stored, inaccessible to anyone who wasn’t royal.

 

Naturally, Tri had never even thought to look in this direction either.

 

Since this place was treated like a legend among people, he’d never had the luxury of being curious about it in the first place.

 

As Arjen opened the glittering door luxuriously finished in gold, an elegant and calm wine-colored corridor was revealed.

 

There were three doors there.

 

One was a room storing treasures passed down through generations of the Frozen Royal Family.

 

One was a room storing treasures owned by Queen Grace.

 

The remaining one was Arjen’s room.

 

“I seem to have acquired a precious treasure, and I wanted to show it to you.”

 

Arjen, giggling with laughter, opened the door to his room.

 

Tri swallowed his dry saliva.

 

His movement of opening the door seemed to play in slow motion. He was both extremely curious and scared, making even his heart pound.

 

What could be the treasure that this country’s king considered precious enough to hide away so carefully?

 

A chandelier made of grade 1 crystals?

 

No. If it were such a luxury item, he would have shown it off rather than hiding it away.

 

Then what could it be? What on earth could it be…

 

As the door opened and the gap widened, Tri’s eyes began to widen brightly as well.

 

And.

 

“Hello.”

 

Finally, inside the revealed room was a small boy. A young boy who looked to be about 7 years old at most.

 

“…Your Majesty. That boy is…”

 

“That’s right. The illegitimate child of the Pose Duchy, Aebin.”

 

Confused, Tri looked around for where the precious treasure might be, but aside from strange potions placed on old display shelves, there was nothing particularly special.

 

‘Don’t tell me… the King has finally gone senile and is calling that illegitimate child a treasure…’

 

Disgust flashed in Tri’s eyes as he glared at Arjen.

 

He thought it wasn’t too late to switch sides to Queen Grace now.

 

“Aebin. Show Tri your ability.”

 

“Yes.”

 

That was when it happened.

 

At the same time as Arjen’s commanding order, goosebumps rose on Tri’s arms.

 

In the room where not even a breath of wind entered, he suddenly felt a chill.

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