The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 170
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Chapter 170. Trap (1)
“Besides, if it was 8 years ago, wasn’t Your Highness only thirteen years old?”
The physical gap between a thirteen-year-old child and a young man in his early twenties cannot be ignored.
“It’s been almost ten years! They say even mountains and rivers change in ten years…”
Oliver asked back as if frustrated.
“If a thirteen-year-old child suddenly came as a dark-skinned man asking to be recognized, who would recognize him?”
“Well, I understand Your Highness’s feelings.”
Then Aurel raised his hand and joined the conversation.
“If you lived your whole life looking at only one person, but that person doesn’t even remember you, wouldn’t you feel wronged? Even I would be so resentful that I wouldn’t say anything.”
“Resentful!”
Oliver looked back and forth between Aurel and Kaiden with an incredulous expression.
“Good heavens, what use is a man with such a narrow mind? That’s why at that age he can’t even get a lover or get married…”
“Sir Oliver, I’m not the only one here who can’t get a lover or get married, am I?”
Oliver shut his mouth at Aurel’s warning.
He glanced at Kaiden, who was sitting without saying anything.
“Then, what do you intend to do? Do you plan to keep Your Highness’s identity secret forever?”
“Well.”
Kaiden leaned back against his chair.
“For now, I’m going to wait and see.”
“For what?”
“For that woman to remember me.”
The young king buried his body in the backrest.
“It probably won’t take long.”
Though she was slow in strange ways, she wasn’t a woman completely without intuition.
Probably even at this very moment, she would be continuously thinking about what his identity was.
“I’d like to rest now. I’d appreciate it if you all would leave.”
At the king’s command, the two retainers had no choice but to leave the tent.
One person still had a face full of dissatisfaction, and one person had an indifferent expression.
Crackle, crackle.
The sound of burning firewood from the makeshift brazier in the middle of the tent filled the silence.
Kaiden buried his face in the white towel he was holding.
“…Yes, that’s enough.”
She’s alive.
That woman he thought was dead is alive.
The ritual he thought had failed was successful, and she appeared before his eyes once again.
“For now, that alone is enough.”
The young king muttered to himself faintly.
“Anyway, in this lifetime, the place beside her will be mine.”
With a voice that seemed to forcibly suppress the old desire boiling up from deep within his heart.
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Crash.
From the 2nd Prince’s tent came the sound of something breaking.
“Do you think this makes any sense!”
Soon after, an angry voice came that made the two knights guarding the tent entrance momentarily shrink their shoulders.
“Ha, that lowly bastard dares!”
The Marquis of Redcliff gritted his teeth with his fists clenched tight.
The 2nd Prince, Lloyd, who was sitting beside him, kept his head down and only watched his mood.
“He was just lucky.”
“Lucky? You say he was lucky?”
The marquis let out a hollow laugh at the man standing before him.
“Do you really think it was simply good luck, Count Miller?”
He poured out words like rapid fire.
“Are you saying it was simply good luck that the monsters suddenly charged toward our encampment, and the knights led by the 3rd Prince dealt with them as if they were waiting?”
“That’s…”
“How could such a thing happen unless that young brat from Adamant had planned it?”
The Marquis of Redcliff stared into space with burning eyes.
He kept clenching and unclenching his fists while muttering.
“I should have noticed from the Founding Festival. I should have caught on when he volunteered to stay at the 3rd Prince’s Palace.”
At first, he thought it was simply out of sympathy or guilt.
The King of Adamant was the one who destroyed the Lionel Royal Family, which was the 3rd Prince’s maternal family.
Otherwise, there was no way someone who was the King of Adamant would take interest in someone like the 3rd Prince who had nothing.
At least the Marquis of Redcliff and most of the nobles thought so.
‘What the hell is that bastard scheming?’
The Marquis of Redcliff anxiously fidgeted with the family head ring on his thumb.
The ring set with a large ruby sparkled dangerously and seductively.
“I think differently, Marquis.”
“What?”
Ian smiled leisurely even in front of the marquis’s sharp gaze directed at him.
“The King of Adamant is not the type to use such tricks in front of everyone.”
It wasn’t because he was naturally honest, or because he was the type to care much about others’ opinions. Rather, it was the opposite.
“It’s the unique confidence of those who pride themselves on being the strongest in the world.”
To put it nicely, it was confidence; to put it badly, it was arrogance.
“My subordinates told me. The young king of Adamant is strong enough to face hundreds of monsters single-handedly.”
Anyway, the subjugation campaign here would be nothing more than entertainment for Kaiden.
“He probably didn’t even think about helping the 3rd Prince. He wouldn’t have felt the need to.”
“But…”
“If the king had wanted to support the 3rd Prince, he would have placed the 3rd Prince right beside him. He would have proposed that they act as bait together.”
Achieving distinguished merit in the monster subjugation campaign was the surest way to catch the Emperor’s eye.
If he had intended to help the 3rd Prince, he surely would have chosen a more certain method.
“So the king hasn’t made up his mind yet either.”
Ian smiled lightly with his hands clasped behind his back.
“About which prince to support as the next emperor.”
“He also sent enormous gifts to the 3rd Prince’s Palace through the Empress. And yet you say he’s not supporting the 3rd Prince?”
“Weren’t those gifts sent to The Princess, not the 3rd Prince? You can’t conclude he’s made up his mind based on just that.”
“True, if he really intended to support the 3rd Prince, he would have sent them in the 3rd Prince’s name.”
The Marquis of Redcliff muttered with a displeased face.
“Then are you saying it was really a coincidence that the monsters suddenly attacked our encampment, and that the 3rd Prince’s forces were waiting here?”
“No, it probably wasn’t a coincidence.”
Ian’s eyes slightly twisted.
“According to information, when Adamant’s subjugation force was driving the monsters, unidentified masked people lured the monsters toward our encampment.”
At his words, the Marquis of Redcliff’s eyes widened.
“They lured the monsters? Is such a thing possible without using magic?”
“It is possible.”
Ian replied with a smile.
“If you use monster pheromones.”
The Marquis of Redcliff tilted his head as if he didn’t understand.
“Using monster pheromones? Is that really possible?”
“Yes. But very few people know this method, and it would have been difficult to obtain since it’s such a rare item…”
Ian’s voice gradually became quieter.
He narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.
“Whoever it is seems to be quite cunning.”
“There were no strategists or mages on the 3rd Prince’s side though.”
The Marquis of Redcliff stroked his chin and frowned.
“Then it’s possible that Duke Crowner used the 3rd Prince to deceive us.”
The knights led by the 3rd Prince originally belonged to the Gloria Knight Order under Duke Crowner.
“Anyway, The Emperor will want to put forward the 1st Prince as his successor, so it would be enough to just make Lloyd appear unqualified in everyone’s eyes.”
At the marquis’s words, Lloyd’s head drooped even lower.
He sat there staring only at his feet.
“Don’t worry.”
Ian glanced at The Prince and changed the subject.
“The one who will be most active at the next subjugation site will be the 2nd Prince, Your Highness.”
This place was too close to Adamant’s territory to dare attempt anything, but the location where the next subjugation campaign would take place was in Ian’s grasp.
“My subordinates have prepared a stage for the 2nd Prince, Your Highness, at that place.”
Ian smiled slyly at The Marquis of Redcliff who was looking at him.
“I hear that the gift prepared by the Holy Kingdom has also arrived just in time.”
The Holy Kingdom’s gift.
Lloyd slowly raised his head at his words.
“I’m told that what’s in the gift box has a favorite food of fresh meat with golden fur and blue eyes.”
Ian smiled at the young prince, showing his teeth.
“From now on, you just need to enjoy yourself.”
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Dawn when darkness had not yet lifted.
A shadow darker than the darkness revealed its presence from within the thicket.
“Master.”
“Yes.”
Ian, who had been leaning against a tree, quietly opened his mouth.
“You said it was the Golden Goose Caravan that recently bought up all the monster pheromones from the black market.”
He continued with his arms crossed.
“So who bought the monster pheromones from the Golden Goose Caravan? Did you find out?”
“That’s… somewhat suspicious.”
The shadow answered briefly then added an explanation.
“It’s certain that The Head of the Golden Goose Caravan bought monster pheromones from the black market, but they say the Golden Goose Caravan never sold the pheromones to anyone.”
They didn’t sell it anywhere else?
Ian frowned.
“Then are you saying the 3rd Prince made a direct deal with The Head of the Golden Goose Caravan?”
“No. The 3rd Prince himself has never once made contact with the Golden Goose Caravan. We’ve been monitoring continuously, so that’s also certain.”
Then how exactly did that precious item end up in the 3rd Prince’s hands?
“However, there is someone The Head of the Golden Goose Caravan met with directly recently.”
The Head of the Golden Goose Caravan was famous for never revealing himself and not meeting with just anyone.
Ian, who knew this fact better than anyone, raised one eyebrow.
“Who is this person?”
“That’s…”
The shadow spoke in a puzzled voice, as if he found it strange even to himself.
“They say it was some nameless woman.”
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