That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 174
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Chapter 174
“If we succeed, both Tulia and I will become ordinary people.”
Railan wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and spoke cheerfully.
“Since we’ll be laying down a duty passed down through generations, we’ll return lacking in some way, unlike now. Our beauty, our character. Very much so.”
Railan’s voice, which had been giggling like a child, quieted down a little.
“Or perhaps our lives…”
Lives.
Aster shook his head frantically.
“That won’t do.”
“…”
“The last one really won’t do, Railan.”
“…”
“It doesn’t matter what you lose. Whatever you look like, whatever personality you have, it doesn’t matter. You just need to stay alive by my side, Railan. Please.”
Railan, who had been silent for a while, smiled as freshly as a flower swaying in the spring breeze.
“I want to do that too.”
Since they had arrived at Tulia’s room, they silently gazed at their youngest daughter sleeping on the small bed.
Looking down at that small, pretty daughter, his heart ached as if countless needles were being stabbed into it all at once. It was unbearable pain.
She carefully brushed aside her pink hair that resembled her own and murmured.
“No matter what happens, I will save Tulia.”
It was a statement with the tragic implication that even if she died, it wouldn’t matter.
That’s why Aster felt suffocated. It was agonizing, as if someone was strangling him.
“Railan.”
Don’t do that. Why do you say such things? Don’t you think about me?
As if she had already anticipated all such questions, the woman who had seemed like a forest fairy when he first saw her smiled hazily and said.
“She’s our youngest daughter. Our youngest daughter…”
“…”
That’s when he realized.
Though she was showing the dignity and venom of a successor to the Golden Constellation, she too was trembling with fear.
And perhaps the anguish that this might truly be the last time.
Aster finally turned his back on her.
It was because tears were flowing down and he couldn’t bear it.
“Is this the person?”
“It’s my first time meeting you, Marquis Aster Frazier.”
Before long, the one who came to take her and Tulia was a priest. Though wearing a robe, since she said it was a priest, it must be a priest.
“Take off your robe.”
The priest hesitated for a moment, but the marquis’s aura was menacing. He immediately showed his face and bowed his head.
At that moment, Aster memorized the priest’s face as if it were burned into his retina.
The priest was young, quite tall, and had a handsome face by anyone’s standards.
Instantly, Aster was consumed by jealousy. Childishly, being young as he was, he felt that way.
Was it because she knew that?
“Ack!”
She suddenly grabbed the priest’s crown and tore out a handful of hair.
The priest, whose hair had been pulled out, sat down clutching his head.
She scattered the hair in her hand on the floor and looked at Aster with a smile.
“Could I tear at the hair of the man I love like this?”
“…”
“You know, Aster.”
So there’s no need to be jealous.
The only man I love is you.
In that way, with her usual personality, she had reassured Aster.
“…I’m sorry.”
At the words Marquis Aster mumbled hesitantly, her smile deepened a little more.
The tears welling up in her eyes also formed droplets and eventually flowed down her cheeks.
“I gave you my entire heart.”
“Same here.”
“You should keep some for yourself.”
“…Why?”
She smiled while holding the sleeping Tulia tightly in her arms. No, she cried while smiling.
“We have our little princess.”
“…”
“If, really if. Even if I can’t save our daughter…”
“…”
“You have to make her happy.”
Aster bit his lips. She was a woman stronger than anyone else in the world. Even stronger than himself, who was called the demon of the battlefield.
In the end, she never returned.
The Hania Tribe woman who barely managed to bring Tulia to the castle was severely wounded and died before she could even receive treatment.
The Hania Tribe, who protected the constellation under the World Tree’s blessing.
That fairy-like race also completely disappeared after that.
* * *
Right.
That priest bastard’s head back then definitely had a black star pattern like that too.
Exactly on the crown that she had torn at.
A star pattern so small that it could only be confirmed by looking closely like now.
Why do that bastard and this bastard have the same pattern on their heads?
“Your Grace the Grand Duke, Marquis.”
Meanwhile, the subordinates who had already moved quickly reported.
“We checked the heads of the other heretic bastards too. They all have the exact same star pattern in the same location.”
“…A strange pattern indeed. Is it their own mark?”
Grand Duke Assis muttered while looking at Aster’s back.
Aster was still standing stiffly, looking down only at that bastard’s crown.
Right. He was thinking something else.
Before, he thought she had resolved his jealousy in her own way.
But now, perhaps.
‘Did she deliberately tear that part to show it to me?’
Why?
The more he thought back, the stranger it was.
Back then, he just thought of her as someone from the Hania Tribe.
Why was she hiding the same mark as this heretic group on her head?
“Father.”
“…?”
Grand Duke Assis scratched his ear.
“My hearing must be going as I get older. What did that bastard just babble?”
Then a subordinate nearby said awkwardly.
“Your Grace the Grand Duke. Well, I’m sorry but he said ‘Father’…”
“Father.”
The Assis Grand Duke shifted his gaze to Aster as if looking at something bizarre.
However, Marquis Aster, who had flustered the Grand Duke with the unprecedented title of “Father,” had both eyes focused entirely on the crown of that heretic’s head.
“How about we modify the plan a little?”
“What? How do you want to modify it?”
“I have a feeling it would be better to keep it secret from the Temple for now.”
“A feeling?”
“Yes. Something seems strange.”
“Is that because of Railan Frazier?”
“….”
Marquis Aster closed his mouth.
That name heard from another’s lips after so long. His chest ached at his dead wife’s name.
After looking at his son for a moment, the Assis Grand Duke changed the subject.
“It would be difficult to keep this secret from only the Temple. No matter how we send it to the Imperial Palace through confidential documents, there are many priests in the Imperial Palace.”
“Yes. Crown Prince Ferdinand is like a small god to the priests.”
A boy born carrying in his body all the divine power that Empress Olivia had frantically gathered while consumed by madness.
That’s why all the priests worshipped and revered the Crown Prince.
This was the reason why Empress Carmi could secretly poison Ferdinand, but couldn’t openly make moves against him.
“If we don’t inform both the Imperial Palace and the Temple, protection throughout the Empire becomes vulnerable. Not to mention across the entire continent.”
Of course, strictly speaking, they were nobles of the Briyang Empire, so they didn’t need to be particularly concerned about other kingdoms.
Still, it could result in severe criticism later and damage the family’s reputation.
In short, it was like holding onto a bomb.
Of course, Marquis Aster was well aware of this logic too.
“Even so, do you really want to keep it secret?”
“I will find a way.”
“The deadline?”
Marquis Aster frowned briefly and answered after careful consideration.
“I think I’ll need a week.”
“I can give you up to ten days, so find a way within ten days.”
“Yes. Father.”
“Stop that disgusting ‘Father’ nonsense.”
“Yes. Father.”
“This brat?”
The Marquis and his subordinates followed the Assis Grand Duke as he turned around with a bang.
“We should return to the castle for now.”
After exiting the incredibly complex secret passage and riding in the carriage for a full hour, they returned to Frazier Castle.
However, as soon as they returned to the castle, what greeted them was a letter sent by Tulia.
[Sophia got caught badmouthing the Crown Prince and might have her engagement broken.
But the Crown Prince has gone crazy and says he wants to marry me.
I would be grateful if you could come to the Imperial Capital and resolve this amicably.
-From Tulia, who loves Grandfather and Father infinitely.]
Ten minutes later.
Twenty carriages began racing out of the Grand Duke’s castle toward the Imperial Capital.
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