That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 223

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Chapter 223

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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‘With this, the Saint ceremony is almost over.’

 

I had been holding my hands together in prayer, then raised my head.

 

On the large platform of the Grand Temple.

 

Coriko was kneeling and finishing her long prayer, then rising with the support of the High Priests.

 

People were already crowding around her. Everyone was passionate about winning Coriko’s favor.

 

I wondered when Coriko would realize that she wasn’t the main character.

 

If Coriko didn’t know at least vaguely about this system window, that would be even stranger.

 

A sacred relic that looked exactly like Kim Ddongbyeol and had the name ‘Han Ina’.

 

Coriko, who was wearing my shell to kill me.

 

If she were just a character in this world, she never would have appeared in such a way.

 

‘A Saint, no less.’

 

When you think about it, this is practically a post-ending world.

 

From Coriko’s perspective, that is.

 

After the Saint ceremony ended, the Nobles freely wandered around the Grand Temple’s vast garden. Some Nobles went to the prayer rooms to pray, while others went to make donations.

 

I was similarly surrounded by Nobles…

 

“Grand Duchess. I sincerely congratulate you on your peerage.”

 

“I’d like to place a large order with Baektul Salon before the New Year’s party. He and I discussed giving Baektul Salon’s dyes as gifts to the Retainers of the territory.”

 

“Come to think of it, the Twin Young Masters will be graduating from the Academy soon. They were so good to you, Grand Duchess…”

 

‘Looking at this, it’s like we’re having a confrontation between me and Coriko.’

 

On my side, wealthy Nobles with relatively high status formed a circle, while on Coriko’s side, Nobles with relatively weak power or deep faith gathered in groups.

 

High Society must have been quiet for a while. I could feel the stirring atmosphere among the crowd.

 

In a way, it was natural.

 

Originally, before Coriko appeared, it was the villainess Tulia who dominated High Society.

 

But unlike in , I wasn’t that interested in High Society. The Quest system took care of connecting me with the Male Leads anyway, and Baektul Salon alone could handle the flashy spectacle.

 

Then I suddenly had a question.

 

‘Could I choose a different man besides the Male Leads?’

 

I’ve hurt all the Male Leads now, so I actually feel uncomfortable once every hour. Should I just avoid it all and pick some suitable handsome man?

 

No, I have power and a title now, so should I take one husband and two lovers?!

 

“Older Sister Tulia.”

 

That’s when the surroundings became eerily quiet.

 

It wouldn’t become this quiet just because Coriko approached.

 

Nobles were extremely sensitive to others’ expressions and gazes. In other words, the cause of this chill was…

 

‘What did Coriko say to make them glare at me like that?’

 

It was because of the cold gazes of the Nobles who had been hovering around Coriko.

 

It was the moment when the confrontation that had been subtly building became definite.

 

Once such factions are established in High Society, they never mix until the axis collapses. It was an unwritten rule.

 

“Congratulations on being granted the title of Grand Duchess.”

 

“Thank you. I congratulate you too on safely completing the Saint ceremony, Hyacinthia. No, Coriko.”

 

I carefully observed what expression Coriko would make upon hearing this name.

 

Her gaze had definitely changed from the beginning. The brown eyes that had been intimidated and frightened now held a strange chill.

 

“You said Older Sister chose that name? I was surprised because I had never heard of it before.”

 

“Originally, names are given by superiors. I suggested it to Grandfather and he accepted right away. He must have liked it.”

 

“…”

 

Coriko slightly closed her mouth. The Noble Lady standing beside me clapped her hands with an envious expression.

 

“As expected! His Grace the Grand Duke cherishes the Grand Duchess very much!”

 

“Of course. Has there been any other ‘grandchild’ who received His Grace the Grand Duke’s love all this time besides the Grand Duchess?”

 

Naturally, the expressions of the Nobles who had followed Coriko turned sour.

 

I thought to myself as I watched Coriko smile but fail to make any particular rebuttal.

 

‘They say she’s the villainess of all villainesses…’

 

Indeed, even monsters have their youth. Coriko had only recently appeared and still lacked the social skills to attack me in High Society.

 

“Saint Coriko. It’s time for you to visit the ‘Temple of Light.'”

 

“Ah… Yes. Then I’ll be back, everyone.”

 

Coriko followed the High Priest inside. Then one of the gentlemen who had been hovering around her smiled and said.

 

“To be able to directly enter the Temple of Light as a Noble. She’s truly different as a Saint.”

 

“Only those permitted by the High Priests can enter the Temple of Light…”

 

The Temple of Light was the name of the most famous garden in the Grand Temple.

 

The reason this garden became famous was its terrible beauty and the strict qualifications for entry.

 

The Temple of Light was separated from the Temple gardens that people could easily enter and exit. There were Priests guarding it and low fences erected around it.

 

Unless you were a guest of the High Priest, you usually couldn’t dare cross that fence. Even if you were the Emperor of the Briang Empire.

 

Originally, people tend to be more enthusiastic about things they can’t easily see…

 

“Grand Duchess Tulia. Why don’t you ask Saint Coriko to let you enter once?”

 

It was amusing to see someone picking a fight with me even while Coriko was absent.

 

‘One of the Nobles who lost all their dyeing business to Baektul Salon.’

 

Seeing them try to resolve personal grudges while pretending to side with Coriko showed that being a Noble didn’t make one more generous or elegant.

 

‘And I already know what the Temple of Light looks like! I’ve already seen it all in illustrations!’

 

But I didn’t even have a chance to speak.

 

“Ask?”

 

The Lady standing next to me responded with a sharp tone.

 

“What would the Grand Duchess lack that she’d need to ask?”

 

“That’s right. Besides, shouldn’t the Saint have offered to the Grand Duchess first?”

 

“They’re cousin sisters, yet there’s no consideration…”

 

“She’s probably not used to etiquette yet.”

 

“She did live as a Commoner for a long time.”

 

“We who haven’t experienced that life should understand. Don’t you think so?”

 

They’re excited, so excited.

 

‘…These people must have been quite bored with the peaceful High Society.’

 

Look how eagerly they’re stepping forward now that there’s something to sink their teeth into.

 

Anyway, having bulldozers on my side was naturally a good thing. I silently fanned myself and condoned the Nobles’ verbal sparring.

 

Naturally, a bloody fight ensued.

 

“Saying she lived as a Commoner for a long time, why don’t you try saying that in front of the Saint?”

 

“What’s wrong with that? Besides, what’s the problem with those words? Are you insulting Commoners now? Can you still call yourself blue-blooded?”

 

“Ha! You should stop nitpicking! I never knew Madam was so unreasonable!”

 

“Unreasonable? Did you just call my wife unreasonable?! Huh?!”

 

“I did! What are you going to do about it!”

 

“That’s why you keep getting rejected by women! Ugh! Tsk!”

 

“What did you say?! Count! There are things you should say and things you shouldn’t!”

 

The sound of Nobles fighting fiercely was just like white noise.

 

I remained quiet with a cold expression, thinking about other things.

 

For example, how to remove the Han Ina mask that Coriko was wearing. When that Quest would appear. Things like that.

 

‘But if… Empress Olivia had been alive and even completed the Saint’s verification. Would Coriko have tried to kill Empress Olivia too?’

 

Or were the Fanatics already connected to Empress Olivia’s death?

 

Mother was a Saint of the Summer Continent and was murdered.

 

Would Empress Olivia have been any different?

 

‘This is something I can’t know with the knowledge I currently have.’

 

It might just be my speculation.

 

Lost in deep thought, I suddenly realized that the noise had stopped.

 

Did someone crack their head open while fighting…?

 

The moment I raised my head, my breathing stopped for a beat.

 

Flustered, I unconsciously hesitated, then barely managed to bow in time.

 

“Your Highness, Crown Prince.”

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