I Just Wanted Revenge, But Everyone Loves Me - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8
“Penitent number one hundred.”
When my turn came a moment later, the Priest gestured me forward with his eyes. I walked obediently toward the platform.
But just as I was about to climb the steps.
“Ugh?!”
“?!”
My tilted body collapsed in front of the platform.
“Karin!”
I heard my sister’s voice from far away. But before she could rush over, my body had already crashed into the platform.
‘Ow, that hurts……!’
I’d meant to fall just enough to drop the matchstick, but I’d gone and fallen spectacularly.
But there was no time to nurse the pain—I quickly shoved the small matchstick that had fallen to the floor into my sleeve.
“Are you unwell?”
The Priest, who had hurriedly checked the platform, looked down at me. A guard nearby, hearing the commotion, came over as well.
I scrambled to my feet, brushing myself off.
“I’m fine! I’m sorry—my foot caught.”
My knee was throbbing, but if I admitted it honestly, they’d drag me to the infirmary. Then they might discover I’d hidden the matchstick.
“Not at all. The steps may be high for a child.”
The Priest smiled kindly, saying it was all right. While the guards set the platform upright again, the Priest took my hand and offered a prayer.
After returning to my place, I gently touched my aching knee.
The bruising seemed to deepen, and the pain grew sharper,
‘but compared to what the Earl did to me.’
this was nothing.
‘Now that I have all the materials.’
Maybe I should give it a try.
* * *
“……My lord. Are you still deliberating?”
As the sun began to sink slowly toward the horizon.
Sis, who had been finishing his work at his desk, glanced toward the sofa across from him.
Rodrigo, who had been crossing his long legs arrogantly, raised one eyebrow slightly.
“About what?”
“About the proposal the young lady made.”
At that, Rodrigo exhaled deeply and turned it back on him.
“What do you think?”
“I…….”
Sis’s face darkened for a moment.
“I believe the young lady’s proposal has merit.”
“…….”
“The child has clear intentions, but we know nothing about her.”
All we had was what was written in the forged documents.
“To determine whether she might become a hidden threat later, it seems right that we should take the child with us when we escape.”
It wasn’t out of pity for her, nor out of trust. We had to take her because she was suspicious.
At the very least, we needed to learn what she was truly after.
“It would be better to keep her in sight and monitor whether she tries anything treacherous.”
“I see.”
Rodrigo answered curtly, and Sis nodded heavily.
“She’s still just a child, after all.”
And a weak little thing at that.
She’d lose quickly in any fight. She couldn’t possibly stand against a dragon.
So she posed no particular threat…….
Crash-bang-boom-!!
“!”
“?!”
Sis and Rodrigo reflexively shot to their feet. An enormous explosion tore straight through the wall of the director’s office.
Sis instinctively looked out the window. In that moment, sensing danger, Rodrigo quickly concealed himself.
Bang-!!
A guard, forgetting to knock, rushed through the door urgently.
“S-something terrible has happened, Director!”
“…….”
“T-the Annex Building has exploded!”
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One hour before the explosion.
The moment I returned to my room, Veronica had me sit on the bed, saying she wanted to look at my knee.
Seeing my knee turned bluish-purple, my sister frowned deeply and,
‘Should I just demolish that whole place?’
muttered something absolutely terrifying.
But…….
‘That’s something Karin’s gonna destroy!’
I slipped into the bathroom and retrieved the paper I’d prepared in advance, along with an Emerald and a piece of Black Ore.
I crouched on the floor, spread the paper flat, placed the ore and gem on top of it, and rolled it up tightly.
I also made sure to bind it securely with a cord made from torn cloth, so the paper wouldn’t come loose.
Before the guards grew suspicious of my lingering, I hurried out of the bathroom.
In my pocket was the Homemade Bomb I’d just made.
‘This should be enough.’
The manufacturing method was remarkably simple.
The gem I’d created and the Black Ore deliberately scattered across the Prison floor.
The Black Ore served as a buffer to regulate Magical Power, but it had one fatal weakness.
It was susceptible to heat.
When exposed to heat, it swelled dramatically, and when pushed beyond its limit, it burst apart.
But this fatal flaw wouldn’t be discovered until much later. For now, since the ore had only recently been distributed, it was still unknown to everyone.
‘I could just use this alone.’
But if I’m going to blow something up, I might as well do it properly.
When the ore is exposed to heat, it swells and swells, releasing tremendous force,
‘and since the gem I made also contains Magical Power.’
what would happen when those forces collided with each other?
‘It’d go boom and blow sky-high!’
A small amount, but a decisive one!
‘Soon it’ll be mealtime.’
The Prison was in the Main Building at the center. The dining hall was in the East Wing, and the guards’ quarters were in the West Wing along with the director’s office. And the Prayer Chapel was in the Annex Building behind the Main Building.
After meals, the guards and prisoners pass through the area around that Annex Building.
Besides, except during prayer, the Prayer Chapel is completely locked, so there’d be no casualties.
If I blow up one building, I should be able to end up in a Solitary Cell, right?
‘Usually when people commit terrorism, they do it quietly.’
But I have one goal.
I want to do it openly so that
“Come on, sweetie. Let’s go eat.”
everyone sees only me!
“Sister.”
“Hmm? What is it, baby?”
“No hand-holding today!”
“What?! Why!”
My sister was shocked.
But this time, I was firm too.
“Just during the trip to dinner—no hand-holding!”
If something goes wrong, my sister could end up in a Solitary Cell too.
Shrapnel could fly everywhere!
“Absolutely not!”
I’m going to protect my sister no matter what!
.
.
.
And so…….
“I blew up a building.”
After the tremendous blast—bang!—echoed as the building came apart,
the structure caught in the explosion was naturally engulfed in flames.
It wasn’t just damaged—it was completely obliterated.
Most ordinary bombs would’ve been less destructive than that.
“And it had to be the prayer building.”
The only place known to be sacred in Isteil. The Reformation System created under the direct orders of the Emperor, who had forged a symbiotic relationship with the Temple, was housed right there.
“Do you understand what you’ve done wrong?”
“Yes!”
“You caused quite a disaster and yet you seem awfully confident.”
“Yes!”
“……Sigh.”
What am I going to do with this brat?
Sis was in considerable trouble.
Of all places to attack, she had to choose that one.
And more surprising than that—there were materials in the Prison capable of making bombs in the first place.
As Sis was pondering where to even begin, he decided to ask what he was most curious about.
“Why did you blow it up?”
There hadn’t been any obvious problems until she’d offered her prayer just moments ago.
“Did you have a grievance with the Priest? Or perhaps anger at the system? Did a guard annoy you?”
Honestly, no explanation would make much sense, but he at least wanted to hear what motivated her to destroy an entire building.
“I thought that’s what it would take for you to believe my words.”
“Believe what?”
“That I absolutely hate the Imperial Family.”
“……?”
“You didn’t believe me before, when I said I hate the Imperial Family so much.”
Well, that was true.
‘It really was hard to believe.’
How could I trust that a little squirt had tried to assassinate the Emperor 388,112 times.
Karin nodded as if she understood.
“So I proved it. Because I thought you still wouldn’t believe me otherwise.”
“So you blew up a building just to gain a little credibility?”
“Yes!”

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