The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 138

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Chapter 138

Isabela was horrified.

“Damn, why are you suddenly talking about last words so ominously? If you’re planning to die, go babble to someone like Langsi instead of me.”

“Bri-bri trusts you. Actually, among adults, she seems to trust only you. That’s something I can just tell. I’m her guardian who’s been watching over that child all along.”

It was a complicated situation.

The groups of Dark Mages and the Imperial Court were targeting her for different reasons, but since she had to face the Half-Human, Half-Beast directly, she couldn’t just keep hiding.

“From now on, I’m going to risk my life for Bri-bri… but if something happens to me, that child will be alone again. I really hate that idea.”

Isabela moved her lips for a moment, then replied coldly.

“I refuse.”

Like returning to being a tavern part-timer who consistently responded to complaints about tasteless fries with ‘just eat them.’

“I think you’re misunderstanding something, but is this really something to steel your resolve over? Just overturn the Imperial Court, seal the remaining Half-Human, Half-Beast, and wipe out the Dark Mages’ bloodline, and it’s done. Why are you cowering in fear beforehand?”

Of course, throughout the Empire’s history, no one had succeeded in even one of those three tasks…

“I also hate the Imperial Court, Half-Human Half-Beasts, and Dark Mages. So, well, I guess we could say we’re on the same side. Well, since I’m the adult Brisa trusts most, naturally I should lead everything, right?”

Isabela deliberately snorted dismissively as if everything was trivial.

“So you siblings should just play along appropriately, and when everything’s over, grow potatoes together peacefully in Sears Territory. Whining about such things – you’re hopeless for doing anything big in the future.”

She turned around after coldly rebuking them. Then, as if something bothered her, she added:

“Oh, and grow strawberries too.”

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I sat in the garden, grumbling.

“Do we have to observe etiquette even in this situation? We’ve often fallen asleep in the same room.”

The view of the terraced fields spread across the rear garden was quite nice.

“I can trust you enough.”

“That trust is quite appreciated, but Brisa, don’t you think I might not be able to trust you?”

Leopold replied in his characteristic cynical tone.

“It wasn’t you who panicked while wrapped in blankets on someone else’s bed, it was me.”

“Do you really have to go that far?”

I looked at him as if amazed.

“Would something terrible happen if I honestly stated my real intention of wanting to protect my reputation in others’ eyes?”

“If I ever openly show off such embarrassing consideration to someone, that would be talk of setting a wedding date, so keep that in mind.”

Leopold retorted, raising one eyebrow.

I snorted once and said:

“Thanks for now, Leopold. There are many things I haven’t explained clearly, but thank you for just not asking about them.”

In fact, I still hadn’t answered the question of how I knew Isabela was the Northern Princess.

There must be various other inconsistencies, but he just pretended not to know.

Like when we first met at age seven.

As if he hated most of all seeing me in a difficult position.

“Well, nothing new.”

Leopold replied elegantly.

“I’m not the type to persistently ask this and that of a girl who isn’t even my fiancée. Didn’t you know?”

“Of course I didn’t know.”

I also replied nonchalantly.

“I’m also the type who has no particular interest in boys who aren’t my fiancé.”

Then I asked seriously, frowning:

“But why were you cursed? Did you do something to offend the Imperial Court? Is the problem just that you didn’t go near the Imperial Palace?”

Leopold shook his head at my question.

“It wasn’t me. It started with Father. I heard he rejected the Imperial Princess’s marriage proposal. Timing-wise, our father was the earliest.”

He explained calmly.

“I just inherited that curse. Well, like everything else I have, it’s a simple inheritance matter with no room for controversy.”

His light tone made my heart ache.

‘It’s even hereditary…’

I could understand why Leopold had been desperate about breaking our engagement.

Leopold said decisively:

“As I’ve already said, you have no obligation regarding this curse. I’d prefer if you didn’t get involved in dangerous matters.”

“I see. Naturally, from your position, you could feel that way.”

I nodded readily.

“Then could you ramble about the more detailed matters after I’m gone? Since it’s the same whether I listen or not, at least I shouldn’t waste time.”

“Brisa, I’m serious.”

“You declared you’d end Nogen’s lineage if the curse isn’t lifted, yet you really can’t understand my feelings? Please try to empathize ‘seriously,’ won’t you?”

I finally couldn’t contain my inner anger and showed my irritation.

“That Half-Human, Half-Beast said so earlier. That I’m the last descendant of Riente, so only I can call the true name.”

I had expected it, but hearing it actually made fear and loneliness wash over me too.

To think I’m the only being in this world who can bear this heavy burden.

“If I live and die like this, this unpleasantness will pass to my child. And the Dark Mages will target that child for the same reason, right?”

“…”

“I plan to meet a good husband, have pretty children, and raise them well with love. The best gift for those children would be me breaking this damn shackle.”

Girls naturally come to resemble the older sisters they admire.

Having been influenced by Isabela that way, my language had become a bit rough too.

“So you just shut up and quietly benefit from me. I’m telling you to humbly accept your fate of being freed when the curse is lifted.”

I said confidently, raising my eyebrows.

“You heard earlier too, but I’ve become able to recall ‘true names’ well here. It must be thanks to the clear energy of that ‘dimension traveler’ Harrison keeps talking about. I think I’ll be able to call your true name during the next transformation. When I see the transformed appearance, I slowly start remembering.”

And I quickly added, in case he might have excessive expectations:

“But according to Sister Delmia, the demon hasn’t disappeared. Even if I call your true name after you transform… the beast inside you won’t disappear.”

I decided not to mention ‘And you might intermittently call me master.’

I didn’t think he’d be able to ask me to ‘lift the curse’ even after realizing that fact.

“In that case.”

Leopold said, raising his eyebrows.

“There seems to be only one way to eliminate all those curses forever and completely.”

“What is it?”

“Solomon’s Ring. Don’t you think we need to destroy that?”

I slowly nodded.

“Right. That legend definitely said demons are sealed in the ring.”

But Borem said ‘that ring’ was in the Imperial Palace.

In other words, if we destroy that ring, couldn’t we make the sealed demons disappear completely?

It seems like the Imperial Court was able to cast ancient curses again because they possessed that ring.

While I was lost in thought, Leopold shrugged and said:

“Well, of course, if you want to keep being the master of demons, that’s a different story.”

“Absolutely not.”

I said decisively.

“Growing potatoes suits me better than raising demons.”

I was sincere. I wanted to nullify everything, making Dark Magic and Riente all matters unrelated to me.

“In the end…”

I slowly murmured.

“To destroy that ring, it means we have to infiltrate the Imperial Palace…”

And as someone close to the Imperial Court.

It seemed like after the Northern journey ended, our next destination would be the Capital where the Imperial Palace was located.

“Let’s slowly think of a method.”

I murmured while considering all possibilities.

“If there’s really no way to infiltrate, then maybe get engaged to the Second Prince or something…”

Then she could easily come and go from the Imperial Court without any risk…

“Absolutely not.”

Leopold had a fit.

“I’d rather do it myself.”

At those words, I had a fit too.

“What? Get engaged to the Prince?”

“That would still be better than you getting engaged to the Second Prince, but for now I was talking about me doing the infiltration.”

That’s when it happened.

“Um…”

Though they were commoner clothes that the villagers had, Borem stood awkwardly before us, having managed to put on both a shirt and pants.

“Let me introduce myself first. I’m called Bolem Bakahun. Administratively, I’m not Duke Bakahun right now, but anyway, I was the lord of the Northern Region.”

Earlier, I had deliberately walked far away from Borem when he couldn’t wear clothes.

So this was practically the first time I was properly facing him.

“My introduction is too late. I hope you’ll understand.”

There was no one who couldn’t understand that.

“I should say this first. Really, really thank you…”

I looked at him calmly.

Now I had to check whether he also called me ‘Master’ and whether I could summon the centaur at will.

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