I Just Wanted Revenge, But Everyone Loves Me - Chapter 46

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Episode 46

“……No.”
Dodging the Imperial Palace’s eyes to comb through the Public Cemetery.
Rolling through dirt to find a single person!
Really, doing a proper night shift!
‘Meringue Cookies? Errands for the young lady?’
Ugh.
‘They’re delicious! I should eat some on the way!’
I love Meringue Cookies too. I’m absolutely obsessed with them!
Hyacinth, who was no less obsessed with desserts than the child, had already staked claims at several of the Capital’s most famous shops.
“Alec.”
“Yes, ma’am. You’re to buy exactly 1,000 Meringue Cookies tomorrow morning.”
“?”
Has she lost her mind from exhaustion?
The knight who received the order looked genuinely bewildered.
“Why all of a sudden Meringue Cookies—”
“The lord commanded it.”
“A thousand of them, ma’am?”
“Five hundred are for me.”
“?”
Has she really lost her mind?
The knight Alec, whose eyes rolled around in his head, pondered for a moment before concluding that overworked mages must end up like this.
“Understood, ma’am.”
“I’ll tell you the shop later. Their cookies are the best. Just clean them out.”
“Yes.”
A half-lifeless response crawled along the floor at a sluggish pace.
With her desires thus delegated, Hyacinth turned to face the knights gathered in the Warehouse.
Three in total—those she’d brought to the Capital.
All elite among elites, possessing skills that surpassed even the Imperial Knights.
“The moment the sun sets, we move. The objective is to secure the Maid’s safety. Preserve evidence. It could be a trap, so don’t let your vigilance slip. If the plan falls apart, retreat as far as possible.”
“Yes, understood.”
The knights nodded in unison.
Hyacinth pulled a Pocket Watch from her pocket.
‘By tomorrow, I can go back.’
At last she could bathe in warm water and eat Meringue Cookies.
Hyacinth, already tingling with anticipation, clenched her fists tight.
‘Definitely.’
Clean everything up, return, and eat Meringue Cookies.
A new goal was born.
‘By the way.’
Hyacinth squinted out the window.
‘Who set the fire at the cemetery?’
* * *
“Prime Minister!”
The Aide rushed into the Office and stood before him. Prime Minister Jervan, who had stayed awake all through the previous night, bolted upright.
“Have you confirmed? Is the dead woman that Maid?”
“Yes, I’ve confirmed it. Based on the remains found, the Imperial Maid Uniform she wore was confirmed. The cause of the fire cannot be determined precisely, but we’re told that small fires have occurred several times nearby due to the number of drunken vagrants in the area.”
And most importantly.
“She appeared to be holding something, but due to the flames, the contents were completely unrecognizable.”
“Is there a possibility it was a Spirit Stone?”
“The possibility cannot be ruled out. As you suggested, sir, she likely hid herself in the cemetery and met with misfortune by ill luck.”
“…….”
“Combining various circumstances, it appears the victim was indeed the Maid. The height and build nearly match what was confirmed during the physical examination.”
Burned completely beyond recognition, making it difficult to identify hair or fine details, but roughly speaking, it was the Crown Prince’s Maid.
Yet.
“……I see.”
Why did this feel so off?
‘If she’s dead, I suppose that’s fortunate.’
The troublesome matter had vanished, so he ought to be pleased. He could finally deliver good news to the Emperor, so he should rightfully be relieved.
‘The problem resolved so cleanly. I should be celebrating.’
But what was this nagging unease?
Prime Minister Jervan found himself oddly unsettled by how easily this obstinate matter had untangled itself.
“I’ll report to His Majesty that the Maid is dead. See to the cleanup accordingly.”
“Shall I recall all the existing personnel, then?”
“No.”
Normally, most could be withdrawn, but from long experience, whenever he felt this kind of unease, dropping his guard always led to poor results.
“Have a few continue surveying the area. Report any suspicious individuals or unusual developments immediately.”
When word came that a fire had broken out, he’d felt heaven was aiding him. But the moment he heard that the target was dead, his heart sank with a thud.
The frustration that had lingered like a knot didn’t dissipate.
Instead, he felt anxious.
“We cannot afford to lower our guard. It could be a scheme by Bancadium. Of course, make certain the body is recovered properly.”
“I’ll see to it without flaw.”
The Duke nodded slowly.
‘Whoever set that fire,’
whether this would work to my benefit or become a poison, I still cannot say.
Even if I report immediately to the Emperor,
I must follow this through to the end.
“Sir.”
“What is it?”
He’d thought the Aide would take his orders and leave immediately, yet for some reason he remained in the Office.
“An Invitation has come from the Imperial Palace.”
“An Invitation?”
“Regarding His Majesty’s Birthday Celebration—”
“Ah.”
He nodded, understanding.
The Emperor’s Birthday Celebration coming up shortly.
He’d said he’d keep it quiet this year due to the loss of his son, but the formality of a party was still essential.
“And Lord Amelot has sent several letters.”
“Has he found the jewel again?”
“That doesn’t appear to be the case.”
“Tsk.”
He’d told the man to contact him only when he could obtain it again.
With so much to handle immediately, he had no patience for wasting time on a useless fellow.
“Tear it up then—wait, hold on.”
He was already troubled about what excuse to give the Temple.
“Send him a reply. Tell him we’ll meet soon.”
If he couldn’t obtain the real thing, at least he should gather information.
* * *
“How is our Karin so clever?”
After sending an urgent message to Hyacinth, my sister said this while poking my cheek repeatedly with her index finger.
“The Maid hasn’t arrived yet. You said it isn’t over until it’s over.”
“Where did you even learn such things?”
My sister, playfully pinching my soft cheeks, grinned widely.
“Still, if it weren’t for Karin, we never would have deduced that much.”
“No way. It was thanks to the book the Duke gave me.”
Really, there’s no such thing as a useless book.
Had the Duke’s Fairy Tale Book not existed, I would never have caught even a hint. Cis, standing with us, nodded his face solemn.
“It’s impressive that you could deduce that much from a fairy tale book.”
“See? Even picky Cis says so.”
With that, my sister kissed my cheek with a soft smack.
“The more I think about it, the more I like books. Strangely.”
“They’re fun.”
Books filled with varied information felt like an entire vast world pressed tightly onto paper. Because of that, every time I read them, they were engaging and always felt new.
“Saying things like that—only our Karin would.”
“Ahem!”
I cleared my throat without meaning to.
“……I’m not Cotton Candy.”
My face flushed hot for some reason.

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