I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 92

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#92

 

There were two carriages heading to the temple—one for me, and the other for Aldor and Baron Hutton.

 

Count Hiltain also rode in the same carriage as the Hutton father and son.

 

Count Hiltain watched Aldor without leaving any gaps, and Aldor constantly looked anxious, reading Count Hiltain’s mood throughout.

 

It was the same even after we arrived at the temple. Anyone could see he looked like someone with something to hide.

 

“Aldor, can’t you pull yourself together?!”

 

Unable to stand it any longer, Baron Hutton shouted in a stern voice, and Aldor looked at him with a face pale as a sheet.

 

“But Father…!”

 

“It’ll be fine. You’ve done nothing wrong, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

 

…Does Baron Hutton really know nothing?

 

Baron Hutton’s overly confident behavior was starting to confuse me bit by bit.

 

As I stood in front of the carriage looking at them, people came out from the temple.

 

They were priests wearing spotless white robes.

 

“What brings you here at this late hour, Baron Hutton?”

 

A man with gold trim on his priest robes stepped forward and asked.

 

It meant he was a high priest. Lower priests had no trim, and above them, purple, blue, and gold borders were embroidered according to rank.

 

“We’ve come to conduct a sacred trial.”

 

I stepped forward in place of Baron Hutton and answered.

 

The high priest looked at me.

 

“And you are…?”

 

I placed my hand on my chest and bowed my head lightly.

 

“I am Leilah Tebesa, advisor to His Majesty the Emperor and currently acting as His Majesty’s representative.”

 

“Oh my, I apologize. Count Tebesa. I am Clima, a humble servant of God.”

 

“Nice to meet you, Clima Priest.”

 

After exchanging brief greetings, I stated our purpose for coming here again.

 

“I apologize for the late hour, but since Young Master Aldor Hutton and I have conflicting accounts, we would be grateful if you could conduct a sacred trial to determine whose words are true.”

 

“A sacred… trial?”

 

Clima Priest asked me back as if he couldn’t believe it.

 

When I nodded, the other priests except Clima Priest began murmuring among themselves.

 

It was natural for them to react this way, since two perfectly normal nobles were asking to receive a sacred trial, which was usually an interrogation for heinous criminals.

 

“I don’t know what the reason is, but it would be better for you two to resolve this through dialogue rather than receiving a sacred trial.”

 

“If we could have resolved it through dialogue, we wouldn’t have come all the way here.”

 

I answered while looking at Aldor. When our eyes met, Aldor blatantly avoided my gaze.

 

“As I said again, we want to receive a sacred trial.”

 

“Oh dear…”

 

Clima Priest let out a regretful sigh and looked at Aldor.

 

“Do you feel the same way, Young Master Hutton?”

 

Instead of answering immediately, Aldor looked at Baron Hutton.

 

His face was still pale as a blank sheet of paper.

 

Despite his son’s desperate gaze, Baron Hutton remained silent with a heavy expression before nodding.

 

“Of course.”

 

“Father…!”

 

When Aldor called out to Baron Hutton in a cracked voice and tried to approach him, Count Hiltain blocked his path with a sharp blue blade.

 

He glared at Aldor as if he would cut him down immediately if he moved one more step.

 

Under that fierce intimidation, Aldor’s already pale face turned from white to blue.

 

“This is the only way to prove your innocence! Submit to it quietly, Aldor!”

 

With even Baron Hutton saying such things, Aldor closed his mouth.

 

Clima Priest let out a quiet sigh and nodded.

 

“If that is both of your wishes, I understand. I’ll prepare immediately. Please wait in the waiting room for a moment.”

 

When Clima Priest gestured, another high priest who had been right behind him stepped forward and bowed politely.

 

“Everyone, please come this way.”

 

We followed the high priest to the temple’s waiting room.

 

Befitting the temple of Hutton, which was counted among the wealthy cities, the temple was large and magnificent. Throughout our walk to the waiting room, we could see splendid decorations.

 

The waiting room was also magnificent. The high priest left after telling us to wait here for a moment, then disappeared.

 

In the center of the waiting room were soft, luxurious sofas for nobles, but I didn’t sit there and stood by the door instead.

 

It was obvious that Baron Hutton and Aldor would sit there—was I crazy enough to sit with them?

 

Even if my legs hurt a little, standing was a hundred times better.

 

As expected, Baron Hutton and Aldor sat on the sofa.

 

Count Hiltain positioned himself behind them, watching Aldor like a fortress.

 

‘I’m glad he’s here.’

 

Thanks to him, I could feel somewhat at ease despite my anxiety.

 

“The sacred trial is ready.”

 

Though it was all meaningless before the sacred trial.

 

But the preparation finished faster than I thought. Is it normally this quick?

 

Clima Priest led the way, telling us to follow.

 

As I was about to follow, Baron Hutton, who had somehow come beside me, spoke in a voice low enough for only me to hear.

 

“It’s not too late even now.”

 

Baron Hutton’s sharp gaze pierced me. I met his gaze calmly without batting an eye.

 

“How about we both acknowledge that this arose from a minor misunderstanding and bury this matter?”

 

“I refuse.”

 

When I rejected him sharply, Baron Hutton frowned.

 

“You’re a naive princess who doesn’t know the ways of the world, so you don’t know the terror of a sacred trial. After receiving it, you might not be able to maintain your sanity.”

 

“I know.”

 

“And you still want to receive it?”

 

“Yes. Because that’s the only way I can prove my innocence.”

 

It wasn’t that I wasn’t afraid of receiving the sacred trial. Even now, my hands clenched inside my sleeves were trembling with fear and terror.

 

But as I told Baron Hutton, this was the only way to prove my innocence.

 

So let’s do it. Even if the aftereffects damage my mind, I’ll receive it, Leilah.

 

Baron Hutton moved his lips as if he had more to say to me, but couldn’t because we had arrived at our destination.

 

Standing at the door decorated with thorn vines, Clima Priest looked at me and Aldor and said:

 

“I’ll ask one last time. Do you really want to receive the sacred trial?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Unlike me who answered immediately, Aldor hesitated.

 

“Young Master Hutton.”

 

“…Yes.”

 

When Clima Priest urged him, Aldor answered reluctantly.

 

“Please sign here.”

 

What Clima Priest handed over was a document stating that the temple would take no responsibility whatsoever if any problems arose.

 

After both Aldor and I signed, Clima Priest gestured.

 

The door decorated with thorn vines opened, revealing the Sacred Trial Chamber I had only heard about.

 

Unlike its fearsome reputation, the trial chamber itself was ordinary.

 

It was a simple room with no particular decorations, with just a wooden chair sitting alone.

 

The fact that there was only one chair meant only one person could receive the sacred trial at a time.

 

I had a bad feeling about this.

 

“The trial will begin with Princess Tebesa.”

 

That feeling was right on target. At Baron Hutton’s words, Aldor nodded vigorously.

 

“I think that’s good too. Since that woman was the one who first proposed receiving the sacred trial.”

 

So I went from Kyung to Princess, and now to “that woman”?

 

It was ridiculous. I was also curious to see just how low the title could go.

 

“Good. Let’s do that then.”

 

It seems like he’s planning to somehow slip away while I’m supposedly driven mad by the divine trial, but not a chance.

 

“Instead, regardless of how my results turn out, Young Master Huten must also unconditionally undergo the divine trial.”

 

“…Is that necessary?”

 

Baron Hutton asked me in a subdued voice.

 

“If the Princess’s innocence is proven, that means my son lied. There’s no need for both of them to suffer.”

 

“Are you saying that Your Excellency also believes I’m innocent?”

 

Baron Hutton closed his mouth at my question. He didn’t answer no either.

 

Looking at him now, it seems like he’s not completely ignorant. I couldn’t get a sense of which side he was really on.

 

“As Your Excellency said earlier, this matter might have stemmed from mutual misunderstanding.”

 

I looked at Aldor instead of Baron Hutton.

 

“So I think it’s necessary to confirm not only my innocence but also Young Master Huten’s. What do you think about that, Young Master Huten?”

 

“….”

 

Aldor didn’t answer, but I hadn’t asked the question expecting his response anyway, so I didn’t press further.

 

Instead, I looked at Clima Priest.

 

“So even if my innocence is proven, please promise that Young Master Huten will also undergo the divine trial, Clima Priest.”

 

“You don’t need to worry about that, Count Tebesa.”

 

Clima Priest smiled benevolently and gestured.

 

Then priests appeared from somewhere, bringing another wooden chair and placing it next to the existing wooden chair.

 

“Both of you will undergo the divine trial simultaneously.”

 

“What…!”

 

Aldor’s eyes grew as wide as lanterns and his mouth gaped open.

 

Clima Priest glanced at Aldor briefly, then spoke to me.

 

“Then you should have no worries, Count Tebesa.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then please take a seat.”

 

Unlike me, who sat down immediately, Aldor hesitated.

 

Count Hiltain pushed Aldor’s back. Only then did Aldor awkwardly sit in the chair.

 

“Baron Hutton and the knight, please leave now.”

 

Since no one except those involved could observe the divine trial, Baron Hutton and Count Hiltain had to leave whether they wanted to or not.

 

Only Aldor and I, Clima Priest, and two other priests remained in the room.

 

“Please close your eyes.”

 

When I closed my eyes, another priest placed cloth over my eyes. Soon I felt something sharp being placed on my head.

 

It was a laurel crown woven with laurel and thorn branches.

 

I thought I had steeled my mind, but once I actually wore the laurel crown, my heart raced madly. My mouth went completely dry.

 

‘It’s okay.’

 

I can do this well. It’s okay.

 

As I tried to calm my trembling heart and clenched my fists, I felt someone approach and stand beside me.

 

“It will be fine.”

 

Soon I heard a voice whispering quietly in my ear. It was Clima Priest.

 

“Don’t worry about anything, Count Tebesa.”

 

What does he mean?

 

“We will now begin the divine trial!”

 

I wanted to ask, but I couldn’t because Clima Priest had declared the start of the divine trial.

 

So it’s really starting now. I was so nervous that cold sweat was forming as I gripped my hands tightly.

 

“Aaaaah! I was wrong!”

 

Suddenly, Aldor’s desperate scream rang out.

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