The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 124

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Chapter 124. Those Who Dream the Same Dream (2)

‘Ignoring the 3rd Prince was a fatal mistake.’

Howard silently gritted his teeth.

Who could have known that the worthless prince who had nothing but a useless body would make contact with Duke Crowner, win his favor, and get to participate in knight training?

‘However, no unexpected event happens more than twice.’

In any case, it would be his grandson, 2nd Prince Lloyd, who would become emperor.

Howard dared to be certain of that.

“In any case, please keep in mind that even the slightest carelessness is forbidden from now on.”

The marquis’s sharp gaze curved quite affectionately.

“Both of you.”

He didn’t seem to expect a particular answer.

Howard rose from his seat as soon as he finished what he had to say.

“Are you leaving already?”

To Lloyd’s polite inquiry, the marquis answered kindly.

“I came to attend the noble council meeting and thought I’d drop by to see our family’s faces. Now that I’ve seen our dear grandson’s face, I should go.”

“I’ll see you off…”

“No, an old man can’t waste Your Highness’s precious time. It’s more comfortable to go alone. Well then.”

Howard lightly patted the young prince’s shoulder.

And after glaring once at Helena, who still couldn’t even lift her head, he leisurely left the room.

Creak, thud.

The massive wooden door closed with a heavy sound.

Silence flowed through the reception room.

“Did you hear that well?”

Then, Helena, who had been standing silently, spoke for the first time.

“Your grandfather’s words, did you hear them well?”

Helena slowly turned around and approached Lloyd.

When no immediate answer came, she suddenly slapped her son across the face.

“What…”

Lloyd clutched his struck cheek and looked at his mother with surprised eyes.

“Are your mother’s words amusing? Answer me!”

Helena shouted in a sharp voice.

Her cheek, hidden behind the handkerchief, was flushed red just like Lloyd’s.

“If you had just properly fulfilled your role as a prince, I wouldn’t have had to endure such humiliation!”

His cheek stung.

Lloyd exhaled heavily.

It felt like flames were rising in his chest.

But seeing the 2nd Empress’s cheek flushed red like his own, he suppressed his anger.

“To be compared to that deficient thing! There could be no greater humiliation in this world!”

The deficient thing referred to 3rd Prince Edwin.

Blue veins showed through Helena’s thin, transparent skin.

“The 1st Prince would be one thing, but you should never be caught up to by the 3rd Prince! Being beaten by such a person means you’re not my child! Do you understand!”

“…That will never happen, Mother.”

“You answer well! Lloyd, what do you have to show off besides swordsmanship! You need to stand out with what you’re good at! You can’t even do that one thing properly!”

Finally, Helena couldn’t contain her anger and threw a cup that was on the table.

Crash.

The expensive porcelain imported from the Eastern Continent shattered into pieces with a loud noise.

“I can’t stand the sight of you! Get out!”

Lloyd left the room with his head bowed at his mother’s furious command.

The prince’s eyes held a cold and murderous light inappropriate for his age.

‘Yes, that will absolutely never happen.’

He would never let some worthless prince, not even Adrian, steal his position.

Lloyd clenched his fist as he walked down the long corridor.

‘I will definitely become it.’

Emperor of the Bentrum Empire.

Until this day and time, he had lived solely to claim that position.

‘And when that day comes…’

Fierce anger rose from the 2nd Prince’s body.

‘I’ll put them all under my feet.’

Lloyd clenched his fist with resolute determination.

Blood drops had already formed inside his calloused palm.

* * *

Behind the Gloria Knight Order Headquarters.

I was watching Philip and Edwin sparring.

‘Remarkable progress.’

Edwin’s movements were incomparably more agile and efficient than before the Founding Festival.

Swoosh.

Philip immediately launched his next attack at Edwin, who had dodged his assault.

Then Edwin quickly twisted his body to avoid it.

‘Not bad.’

I raised one corner of my mouth while watching Edwin, who seemed excited.

“You don’t seem scared anymore.”

“I’ve gotten a bit used to it.”

Edwin and Philip exchanged a few playful words while standing within arm’s reach of each other.

Then they began clashing swords again.

‘By the way, that Philip fellow is quite good too.’

I recalled the rules of this sparring match that Philip had proposed.

‘To think he’d add the condition of never leaving your original position when dodging attacks.’

The words were simple, but the content was quite challenging.

Avoiding irregular attacks while keeping your body fixed in one place was very difficult.

‘At first he seemed unable to get the hang of it.’

Before long, Edwin was skillfully dodging Philip’s attacks coming at him.

He even lightly jumped in place to avoid attacks aimed at his legs.

‘However.’

Perhaps because he was still young.

Edwin’s concentration didn’t last very long.

Philip took advantage of the moment when the boy’s focus briefly wavered to strike between his ribs with the flat of his sword.

“Argh! Ugh…”

Edwin immediately crouched down and groaned.

“Let’s stop here for today. The next lesson is the day after tomorrow. Well then.”

Philip looked down at Edwin, who couldn’t easily get up, and announced the end of the sparring.

He gave a light greeting and immediately ran toward the knights’ quarters.

‘I heard the knight order has been busy with monster extermination lately, so that fellow must be busy too.’

I approached Edwin, who was still sitting down, and handed him a towel.

“Your Highness, are you alright?”

“Not alright at all.”

“Actually, you didn’t look alright to me either. You seemed unable to concentrate on training today.”

At my words, Edwin shut his mouth like a clam.

After hesitating for a long while, he spoke in a quite cautious voice.

“…Rachel, actually I have something to tell you.”

Judging by his expression, it seemed to be quite a serious matter in his own way.

I stared at Edwin intently, then pointed to the long bench beside us.

“Shall we sit and talk?”

“Yeah.”

I sat on the long bench side by side with Edwin.

“What did you want to talk about?”

“Well, that’s…”

Edwin clasped his hands together and fidgeted with them.

“You know. If I keep training like this, will I be able to get stronger?”

“Of course.”

“Then, why do I need to become strong?”

What is this kid talking about now?

I raised one eyebrow and asked.

“You said you wanted to become stronger, Your Highness.”

“That’s right, but.”

Edwin put on a deliberately serious expression.

“I don’t think just getting stronger like this will help me achieve my dream.”

“…Dream, you say?”

Aren’t dreams something you have when you sleep?

It was a very unfamiliar word to me.

“Yeah, a dream. It’s similar to a goal, but it’s called that because the possibility of achieving it is slim.”

“…I see.”

I looked at Edwin.

“Then what is Your Highness’s dream?”

“To protect all my people. And to live happily with those people.”

That’s a dream?

I gave him a puzzled look.

“I already know that. You wanted to become stronger for that reason.”

“Yeah, and Rachel said you’d give me the ability to make choices.”

Instead of answering, I nodded slightly.

Those with power have more choices in life.

At least in the world I belonged to, it was always that way.

“But can I achieve my dream just by being good at swordsmanship or knowing a lot?”

Edwin raised his head and looked straight at me.

“I want to continue living happily in this Imperial Palace with Rachel, Catherine, and Emilia.”

When he said ‘Imperial Palace,’ his voice was filled with strength.

Only then did I understand the young prince’s meaning.

“Rachel, I.”

His sky-blue eyes shone more intensely than ever.

“I want to become the Emperor.”

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“…Emperor.”

In the dawn when everyone was asleep.

I was lying on the roof of the 3rd Prince’s Palace.

One of my subordinates once said that looking at the night sky with nothing above your head makes it hard to sleep. Something about it being scary.

‘But it’s just quiet and nice.’

It was even cozy.

I liked this peaceful feeling where I couldn’t sense anything but myself.

‘Edwin.’

As I absentmindedly counted the stars in the night sky, I recalled Edwin’s eyes.

They were eyes I had never seen in the world I belonged to.

In those purely shining pupils, something was clearly reflected.

That must be the look in the eyes of someone who has ‘dreams.’

‘Dreams.’

Did I ever have dreams? No, I didn’t.

For a child born in the slums who grew up not knowing who their parents were, dreams were a luxury.

If Emma hadn’t taken me in and cared for me, I would have starved to death long ago.

‘I guess just surviving was my dream.’

Fortunately, my original body had naturally large bones and a sturdy constitution, so I stayed healthy even without eating well. Healthy enough to get through the seasonal epidemics unharmed.

‘After I separated from Emma…’

Once I was alone again, I became a street thief.

I was naturally quick and had sharp senses, so I could steal things without anyone catching me.

I mainly stole bread or fruit and shared it with the children in the slums who were too weak to go out begging.

The tough boys from the slums would pick fights with me whenever I did that, but they never dared to attack me outright.

‘Even back then…’

After separating from Emma, paradoxically, I was able to discover my hidden talent.

At some point, I had gained a reputation as the best fighting girl in the slums.

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