I Just Wanted Revenge, But Everyone Loves Me - Chapter 76

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Chapter 76
“Hmm.”
So that’s what happened.
“You were trying to capture this knight to find out where the evidence is hidden?”
“That’s right.”
Sis, barely containing his frustration, explained the situation he’d kept hidden. Hyacinth, cradling me in her arms, clicked her tongue in annoyance.
“If that’s the case, you should’ve said so beforehand.”
“You trampled the knight before I even had a chance to explain. Why on earth did you fall from the sky in the first place?”
“Well, because I was on the roof?”
“…I’m not even going to bother.”
Sis lowered his head in resignation.
I looked down at the knight, who still hadn’t regained consciousness.
“Did he recognize you?”
“Probably not your actual identity. My appearance didn’t change thanks to the magic.”
True enough—Veronika and I had never shown our faces to the world, but Sis and the Duke were different.
Especially Sis, who had entered Iztale as its Director. Even if things were different before, by now he must be widely known as a man of Bangcadium.
“The knights sealed off the Banquet Hall, so I left before that. On the way, I ran into the Emperor.”
“!”
The Emperor!
I swallowed hard without thinking. The man who’d made a deal with the Count. Another person I wanted revenge on.
“Did you curse at him or something? Like, ‘you damn—’ Argh!”
“There’s a child here!”
Ah, no. I’d already heard everything.
Curses didn’t bother me.
‘The Count said worse things anyway.’
This was pretty tame by comparison.
But Sis, unaware of my situation, smacked Hyacinth on the back of the head in one swift motion.
“The baby almost fell!”
“That’s ridiculous.”
“No, you idiot! I’m talking about our Dust, not the one in the belly!”
“Oh.”
After a brief, pointless argument.
Sis, who’d regained his composure first, looked down at the figure sprawled on the ground.
“What are we going to do with this one? If we stay here much longer, the knights will come.”
We were back to the matter at hand. Hyacinth made a short humming sound.
“That’s easy enough.”
“How exactly?”
I was wondering if there was a good solution.
Then suddenly, water fell from thin air with a splash!
“Gah—blub-blub! Ptooey!”
“…I see.”
Right. The classics never go out of style.
* * *
A short while later.
I watched the knight walking ahead of us with sympathy.
I wondered if that monster meant we had to go straight to the Main Palace now.
‘Don’t worry. The dragon won’t fall to some mere minion.’
‘Still…’
‘That monster won’t just start killing people indiscriminately either. What the Imperial Court and the Temple want isn’t slaughter—it’s a false accusation.’
There’s no need to worry for now, Hyacinth whispered.
Instead, we should do something more important.
And that something was happening right now.
“People really are creatures of habit. After a few showers, he’s already adapted and calmed right down.”
Hyacinth murmured with satisfaction as she watched the stiffened knight trudge forward.
“You just intimidated him into submission and mocked him, that’s all.”
“Mocked? I’d call it learning through experience. Would you mind?”
Hyacinth made her excuse boldly, but I let it go in one ear and out the other.
Enough talk.
The knight, who’d been doused with water multiple times every time someone pointed and called him a Bangcadium lackey and traitor, had now become quite docile.
His shoulders were sagging.
His body trembled in the night air, and honestly… it looked a little pitiful.
“H-here it is.”
The place we reached, having avoided the other knights’ gazes, was none other than the Main Palace Basement.
It was a location only he could know, given his position close enough to advise the Emperor directly—where the evidence was kept.
As we opened the heavy Iron Door and stepped inside, a biting cold wrapped around our skin.
At that moment,
“Cough!”
The knight suddenly collapsed.
“W-what?”
I pointed at the knight in alarm, then looked at Hyacinth.
“You killed him!”
“I didn’t kill him!”
“Huh?”
Then why did he collapse?
‘His lips are even blue…’
According to what I’d read in books, that was only supposed to happen to dead people.
“He’s not dead—he’s unconscious. The lips turning color is from the cold. He’ll be fine in a bit. Of course, he won’t remember meeting us.”
In other words, we’d handled the clean-up perfectly.
Sis, who’d entered first, spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
Hyacinth, who followed him in, protested in an aggrieved voice.
“See? I’m not the type to just carelessly grab and crush people.”
“But you did blow up a building.”
“W-well, that’s different!”
Hyacinth quickly denied it and looked away.
“Let’s just find it and get out. His Grace is waiting!”
“Right.”
Changing the subject, huh.
But finding the evidence was important too, so I let it slide this time.
“Found it.”
Sis, who’d gone in ahead, gestured that he’d found something.
Following him quietly, I saw a thick iron box.
But it was locked.
“Ugh.”
How do we open this?
We’d barely climbed one mountain.
Now another loomed before us.
“Why are you thinking so hard?”
Just then, Hyacinth grinned wickedly.
“There’s an easy way.”
“What—”
Crash!
The lock shattered into pieces with a rough explosive sound.
“Dust.”
“…”
“If you use force and don’t get the result you want, don’t blame the result—think about whether you had enough power. Overwhelming force can tear through boxes, and—”
“Should we head out?”
“…Yeah.”
Hyacinth twisted her mouth into a pout.
Sis looked at me with approval.
“You’re learning how to handle that one.”
“Hehe.”
It seems like.
* * *
‘This is like being a monkey in a cage.’
Veronika disliked the stares that fell upon her—curious, burdened looks.
One word—Bangcadium—and they reacted like this. This was exactly why she didn’t like crowded places.
Like Rodrigo, she was a direct member of Bangcadium, but she’d never shown her face precisely for this reason.
She hated being stared at like some curiosity.
‘I want to see our baby.’
Let me finish this quickly and go hold them while I sleep.
Thinking of the child she’d soon reunite with, Veronika poured her magical power into the Recording Orb.
Hmmmm.
The infused Recording Orb floated upward gently.
A brilliant light flashed for an instant. The unexpected brightness made the nobles squint.
But that was only brief.
Soon a massive screen unfolded.
“Let’s see who the real culprit is who killed the Crown Prince.”
Rodrigo glanced at the Recording Orb.
After a moment.
An unbelievable scene played out before their eyes.
‘Who sent this?’
‘…’
‘Who dared try to kill me?’
‘What good would knowing do? I’m going to die anyway.’
‘This isn’t something we did.’
‘Then what exactly—’
‘The one who killed the Crown Prince will be Bangcadium from now on.’
‘That’s absurd… cough!’
In the Recording Orb, a gift from the Tower Master himself, the image of the Crown Prince before his death was recorded with perfect clarity.
And shortly after, the scene of him falling to a massive blade.
“Y-Your Highness.”
Those who witnessed that brutal scene in real time fell into shock.
But they had no time to recover.
Because the Crown Prince did not die instantly.
“Wait.”
Someone watching the video cried out.
“There—there’s someone else!”

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