That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 243

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Chapter 243

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“Kyaaah!”

“The Saint, Saint Coriko…!”

“Quickly call the palace physician! Where are the palace physicians?!”

In an instant, the grand banquet hall became a scene of chaos. Those who were screaming belonged to the more courageous side.

More than half of the nobles who had just come of age were rooted to the spot, unable to move. They were all paralyzed with fear.

“M-Mother…”

A lady with dark blue hair asked in a trembling voice.

“Can a person normally vomit that much blood…?”

“Shh…”

The noble lady reflexively covered her daughter’s mouth, but she too was at a loss, goosebumps covering her entire body.

It wasn’t just them. The Saint was strange.

Coriko Frazier. The Saint who was supposedly the only bloodline left by the deceased Princess Hyacinthia was too strange.

Even if you ground tens of thousands of grapes in a millstone, you couldn’t extract that much juice, so how could she vomit so much blood continuously…

Rather than strange… it was a disgusting sight. Wasn’t she closer to a demon than a Saint?

The nobles who had unconsciously thought such blasphemous thoughts hurriedly turned their heads away. Then they looked at Coriko, who was collapsed and vomiting blood, with even more guilt-ridden eyes.

“The palace physicians have arrived!”

Several palace physicians who had rushed over in haste examined Coriko, but no immediate answer came.

Then even the Emperor and Grand Duke Frazier, who had been frozen on the platform, came down to inquire.

“Palace physician! Why is the Saint acting like this!”

“Coriko! Pull yourself together! Coriko!”

“Y-Your Majesty…! Your Grace…!”

The elderly palace physician who oversaw all imperial medical affairs hastily paid his respects.

“I apologize, but we cannot determine why the Saint is in this condition. Does she perhaps have any chronic illnesses?”

Assis Grand Duke Frazier shouted in fury.

“Chronic illness! Coriko is healthy! She’s never even been diagnosed with anything like that!”

But the palace physicians were also breaking out in cold sweat. They were frantically attempting various treatments, but the blood pouring from Coriko’s mouth wouldn’t stop.

“Your Majesty! Your Grace! The High Priest has arrived!”

“Saint!”

At that moment, a group of priests could be seen rushing in frantically from the entrance. The one running at the very front was none other than the High Priest.

The startled nobles hurriedly paid their respects while simultaneously being reminded anew of Coriko’s position.

She was a Saint. Important enough for even the High Priest to come running so frantically.

Emperor Alessandro was the first to raise his voice.

“High Priest! Why is the Saint in this condition!”

“Your Majesty the Emperor!”

The High Priest pulled out a small bottle from his robes and spoke calmly.

“It hasn’t been long since she underwent the Saint ceremony, so she’s experiencing side effects from being unable to handle the overflowing divine power!”

“…Divine power side effects?”

At the High Priest’s words, the Emperor’s voice trembled slightly. The murmuring of the nobles changed subtly.

Side effects from divine power.

Wasn’t this a phrase all too familiar to the nobles of the Briyang Empire?

The eyes of those who had been at a loss all turned to one person as if by agreement.

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‘Aren’t religious people supposed to be pure and innocent?’

Contrary to my thoughts, the High Priest’s way with words was quite cunning. Thanks to those words about divine power side effects…

‘Everyone’s stealing glances at Ferdinand.’

Well, wasn’t he the Crown Prince who had lived as a boy for all that time?

Due to divine power side effects.

Thanks to this, one thing became certain. The High Priests cherished Coriko as desperately as they had fawned over the Crown Prince.

‘Considering the evil deeds they’re secretly committing, it might be even more so.’

I smiled coldly inwardly as I looked at Coriko in my arms.

Text had been flickering before my eyes since earlier.

[System] Benefit: Nation-Toppling Beauty

[System] Permanent use is possible.

[System] You can physically destroy any ‘nation’ of whatever scale you desire.

‘A benefit without cooldown is truly a divine weapon.’

Empress Carmi’s shoes had also been successfully attacked.

Fake Ddongbyul had also been successfully attacked.

As evidence, wasn’t Fake Ddongbyul all tattered!

And I had even indirectly landed a blow on Coriko.

Yet those rainbow-colored letters showing off their resilience, saying they could be used again anytime…

Tears blurred my vision anew at those beautiful colors that seemed to tempt me.

People of the world!

Tulia, who could never use benefits freely because she was always calculating cooldowns and coin counts!

Has now obtained such an infinite benefit!

After nearly dying ten million times!

I slightly lowered my eyelashes and gazed at Coriko, who was unconscious and bleeding profusely.

‘My feelings are half and half.’

Whether to use Nation-Toppling Beauty on Coriko or not. One thing was certain: if I chose the former, Coriko would definitely die.

But I wouldn’t do that.

I wouldn’t kill Coriko in this place.

It wasn’t out of sympathy. I wasn’t kind enough to feel pity for someone trying to kill me. Nor did I want to be.

‘Tulia’s villain rating wasn’t high for nothing, right?’

But the reason I wouldn’t blow up and kill Coriko right now was…

‘If I kill her, it’s over.’

I instinctively realized it would be like frantically erasing the clues I had worked so hard to catch.

I wanted to know the secrets of this world. More precisely, I felt a strange pressure that I absolutely had to learn everything about ‘Han Ina’ and ‘Tulia Frazier.’

Who am I, and why did Mother die?

How are things like Main Quests and Benefits delivered to me…

And above all, Kim Ddongbyeol.

What the hell is this bastard’s true identity?

To find out all of this, in other words, to see it through to the end, I steeled my resolve once more.

When I closed and opened my eyes, my entire field of vision was blood red as if stained with autumn leaves.

Grandfather, who had been looking at Coriko with a cold expression, spoke.

“Tulia. Put Coriko down. Your arms must be getting numb.”

“I’m fine, Grandfather.”

That’s right. I was still holding Coriko. The front of the dress that Adel had spent days agonizing over before choosing was already being stained with bright red blood.

Except when the palace physicians urgently told me to put Coriko down on the floor, I absolutely refused to let her go from my arms.

“Grand Duchess, you have deep affection for the Saint…”

“Our children are still trembling in fear behind us, but Grand Duchess, you haven’t let go of the Saint for even a moment.”

“Truly befitting of the bold Grand Duchess of House Frazier.”

“The Saint seemed to subtly avoid Grand Duchess, but I suppose it’s because she grew up as a commoner…”

The faces of several priests standing at the edge darkened. They had ears too, so they couldn’t help but hear the nobles whispering.

Well, honestly, those words weren’t particularly helpful to me either.

‘They sound nice, but this kid doesn’t seem like an ordinary person.’

Meaning she’s not someone I can finish off by just getting her expelled from high society and banished to some rural territory.

To be honest, I was getting a bit nervous.

When I put a little more strength into the arms holding Coriko, the High Priest immediately started foaming at the mouth.

“Grand Duchess! Hand over the Saint!”

“Oh my.”

I threw Coriko over with a startled expression. Then immediately pretended to sob and shouted.

“High Priest! You’re being too harsh!”

“G-Grand Duchess?”

The High Priest looked flustered instead. He seemed like he never imagined I would react this way.

“I was, I was holding Coriko because I was worried she might be uncomfortable…! When you say it like that, it makes me look like I’m tormenting Coriko! High Priest, do you dislike that we get along well…?”

“Th-that’s completely absurd…!”

Who would have ever picked a fight like this in front of the High Priest? Everyone would have been busy revering and serving him.

Thanks to that.

“What’s this about?”

“Why is the High Priest acting like that? Grand Duchess has been supporting the Saint even until her dress got completely ruined.”

“Doesn’t it seem like the High Priest is unnecessarily stirring up a fight between the two?”

This time the nobles’ voices grew louder as if for everyone to hear.

They were, after all, the pillars of the Briyang Empire. They had no choice but to be more lenient toward House Frazier, a prestigious family of their ‘home country’, than toward the High Priest who belonged to a ‘foreign country’.

Naturally, the High Priest’s face turned livid.

‘Hmph.’

No matter how wicked your schemes are, you’re still just a High Priest in the end.

In the swamp-like high society, you could never dare to match Tulia.

I said with a sad expression.

“Never mind that, please save Coriko first! Are you going to keep my cousin suffering like this?!”

The High Priest was robbed of even the timing to make excuses. He seemed to know that rambling now would only be disadvantageous to him.

He eventually bit his teeth invisibly and opened the small jar he had taken out from his chest earlier.

The sparkling liquid that seemed to be made from ground gems didn’t look like an ordinary potion at first glance. If there was an elixir of immortality, it would probably look exactly like that.

The High Priest carefully poured the potion into Coriko’s mouth.

‘That’s just an ordinary potion, right?

Surely it’s not some horrible thing made from children’s blood or something like that?

‘But somehow I feel like it might be…’

My instincts are telling me so.

I suppressed my nausea and thought. Meanwhile, the Emperor showed curiosity at just the right timing.

“High Priest, what is that elixir?”

The High Priest said while carefully giving Coriko the potion.

“Your Majesty. This potion is a sacred artifact. It’s so precious that the temple has only one jar, but if the Saint drinks it, she will surely overcome this coughing up blood and regain her strength.”

“I see…”

The Emperor’s voice was calm, but I, who had been watching his expression closely, laughed inwardly.

‘If he had heard there was one more jar left, he would have definitely tried to get his hands on it somehow.’

Even I thought of Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s elixir of immortality when I saw that beautiful potion, so how could the Emperor be any different?

After all, those in power tend to show great interest in eternal youth and life.

‘But Your Majesty the Emperor. There’s no need to be envious.’

Because.

[System] Using Benefit Alluring Beauty!

[System] The ‘souls of murdered children’ collapse once again!

Bang!

An ear-splitting sound!

An incomparably tremendous scream filled the Grand Banquet Hall, and the fake Poop Star, having been attacked twice by ‘Alluring Beauty’, was now damaged beyond recognition.

Of course.

Coriko in my arms had also transformed into an incomparably more horrific appearance than before.

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