The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 185

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Chapter 185. The Prophet, Johannes (2)

“Hmm, well.”

Johannes scratched his cheek.

He too was well aware that the group continuously pursuing them had been sent by the House of Redcliffe, the 2nd Prince’s backing.

“Do you think Sir Karl that those people were sent by the 2nd Prince’s faction?”

“It’s not impossible.”

Karl ground his teeth as if just thinking about it made him furious.

“I should have beaten them up more thoroughly when we encountered them last time.”

Back then, they were too busy shaking off the pursuit team sent by the Holy Kingdom to properly deal with them.

Karl unconsciously clenched his fists tightly.

“If they haven’t learned their lesson and sent people again, this time I’ll completely cut off their breath…”

“Sir Karl.”

Johannes called his guardian knight’s name in a firm voice.

“We are messengers of God. That means we are people born with the destiny to serve all those on this land.”

He added with a smile on his face.

“Didn’t I tell you before? Don’t speak of killing someone, even as a joke.”

“…I apologize.”

“Yes, as long as you understand.”

Johannes smiled brightly and lightly patted Karl’s forearm.

“Really, Sir Karl becomes unusually violent when it comes to my affairs!”

Karl walked silently with his head bowed.

Then he spoke again.

“Lord Johan.”

“Yes?”

“Do you have any intention of returning to the Holy Kingdom?”

Johannes, who had been humming while walking ahead, suddenly became quiet.

“At this rate, His Holiness will never accept you, Lord Johan.”

The current Holy Emperor did not like Johannes.

No, it was closer to outright hatred.

“That’s right, our Holy Emperor does not forgive those who walk a path contrary to his will.”

“Why don’t you go and seek forgiveness instead?”

“Forgiveness? What forgiveness?”

Karl clenched his fists tightly.

“To be honest, I too find it difficult to accept your opinion, Lord Johan. How can someone who is to become the next Holy Emperor…”

He spoke with great difficulty in a heavily suppressed voice.

“Say that you will destroy the Holy Kingdom, your own country, with your own hands?”

Finally, Johannes stopped firmly in place.

“…Sir Karl.”

“I apologize, Lord Johan.”

“What are you sorry for?”

Johannes slowly turned his head.

His platinum hair, shimmering fragilely under the sunlight, swayed gently in the breeze.

“I’m rather grateful to Sir Karl.”

“…Pardon?”

“You followed me on this long journey to protect someone making claims that are hard to accept.”

Karl frowned and bowed his head.

“And I didn’t argue that the Holy Kingdom should be destroyed.”

Johannes said while looking down at his own hands.

“I argued that using divine power as a means of making money should be prohibited.”

On this continent, divine power was equivalent to wealth.

The wealth earned by clerics with divine power was used as the cost of maintaining the Holy Kingdom.

“That cost includes the maintenance fee for The Fountain of Milk and Honey. That which only high-ranking clerics and holy knights can enjoy.”

The Fountain of Milk and Honey.

It had been quite some time since the messengers of God gathered around it began ignoring God’s teachings and pursuing only worldly pleasures.

“A fountain that has already rotted should be filled in.”

The candidate for Holy Emperor who always showed a warm smile was gone.

Johannes was looking at Karl with a cold gaze.

“Don’t you think so, Karl?”

“…I am merely a holy knight. I am not qualified to express my opinion on Your Excellency’s will.”

“My goodness, for the finest divine sword in the Holy Kingdom to say such words is truly humbling.”

Johannes waved his hand dismissively in a teasing tone.

“Anyway, I didn’t ask because I was genuinely curious about Sir Karl’s opinion. It’s not like I don’t know what position Sir Karl’s family holds in the Holy Kingdom…”

“…But if I may dare to speak presumptuously.”

Karl continued speaking with his head bowed before his master.

“I think we should hurry back to the Holy Kingdom even more to realize Your Excellency’s will.”

Only the Holy Emperor can change the Holy Kingdom.

So for Johannes to become Holy Emperor was the fastest and surest way to root out the long-standing evils of the Holy Kingdom.

“But if we return to the Holy Kingdom right now, I’ll be assassinated by those following His Holiness without anyone knowing, won’t I?”

“…That’s true.”

Johannes tilted his head as if troubled.

“But Sir Karl’s words also make sense. So what should we do?”

A silence that was short if short, long if long, passed.

Johannes, who had been pondering for a while, suddenly raised one corner of his mouth in a smirk.

“Then how about we try making our own backing?”

“Backing?”

“Yes. Finding someone among the other princes, not the 2nd Prince, who shares similar intentions with me.”

Johannes covered his face with one hand and smiled brightly.

“After all, to become emperor, one needs permission from me, the next Holy Emperor, right?”

“That’s only after you become Holy Emperor…”

“If they help me become Holy Emperor, couldn’t I promise to cooperate so they can become emperor too?”

What a cunning scheme to come up with.

Karl made a displeased expression.

“Then which prince are you planning to choose?”

“Uh, well? I haven’t thought that far ahead.”

Johannes smiled innocently.

“Anyway, isn’t only Prince Adrian, the 1st Prince, left? Since he has Duke Crowner as his uncle, wouldn’t he be more helpful to us too?”

“What about the other princes?”

“Hm? Were there other princes? The only princes I know are the 1st Prince and 2nd Prince.”

“There’s the 3rd Prince. He recently received the Emperor’s recognition and officially entered the succession struggle.”

The youngest prince who took first place in the hunting competition and displayed excellent swordsmanship that caught the envoys’ attention at the Founding Festival.

Johannes raised one eyebrow as if interested.

“Hmm, really? So what’s that 3rd Prince’s name?”

“He’s called Edwin.”

“…Edwin?”

“Yes, his name was definitely Edwin Anaxinianus Bentrum.”

Johannes suddenly hardened his expression.

“Sir Karl, do you happen to know what that 3rd Prince looks like?”

“Well, I don’t know the details either.”

I’m sure there was a physical description written in the newsletter too.

Karl narrowed his eyes as if his memory was hazy.

“Blue eyes that resemble the Emperor’s… and I believe he had blonde hair.”

Blonde hair, blue eyes, and even the name Edwin.

Johannes recalled the young knight he had encountered at the village hall.

Then he immediately froze in place with his mouth agape.

“Lord Johan? What’s wrong with you!”

“Good heavens, then that kid is the 3rd Prince…”

“Lord Johan? Snap out of it!”

His startled guardian knight grabbed his shoulders and shook him, but it had little effect.

Johannes just stood there in a daze as if nailed to the spot.

“Why are you suddenly acting like this?”

“Well, the thing is.”

Johannes barely managed to open his mouth.

“I think the 3rd Prince was among the knights we just met.”

“What? What do you mean by that?”

“His appearance and name are exactly the same. Plus, the knights who came with him had the Empire’s insignia on their armor.”

“Well, even so…”

“Could it be that he knew I was here and came looking for me on purpose?”

“That’s impossible.”

Throughout the entire journey here, they had perfectly erased all traces of their passage.

Karl replied with a furrowed brow.

“No matter how skilled a tracker might be, they could never discover that Lord Johan headed to this place.”

“Then you’re saying it’s a coincidence? Meeting the 3rd Prince in a place like this?”

Why did it feel somehow contrived the moment he attached the word “coincidence” to something that could only be called a coincidence?

“I can’t believe it. Could this be God’s will…”

“Perhaps he might not be the 3rd Prince after all.”

Johannes frowned at Karl’s words.

“Really? Even though his name is the same, and he has blonde hair and blue eyes just like him?”

“Just as the name Johannes is common, the name Edwin is also common. Among Imperial citizens, those with blonde hair and blue eyes are also common.”

Karl seemed to think for a moment before adding a comment.

“And among those knights, there was someone who wasn’t actually a knight.”

“Someone who wasn’t a knight?”

The man with black hair and odd green eyes.

Karl recalled the person who had immediately moved his hand behind his back the moment their eyes met.

“He seemed more like an assassin than a knight.”

“Good Lord, an assassin.”

Johannes tilted his head as if finding it hard to believe.

“But they said that man was definitely the strongest knight among all the knights.”

“He must have disguised his identity. So the possibility of that kid being the 3rd Prince is very low.”

“Why?”

“First of all, that kid used respectful language. If he were a real prince, he wouldn’t have acted that way.”

He spoke with confidence as if his prediction would surely be correct.

“And what prince in the world would keep an assassin by his side? Without proper escorts, no less.”

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“I’ve heard stories about monsters occasionally appearing in the forest some distance from here.”

“Not long ago, soldiers suddenly came and installed a wooden palisade near the village before leaving.”

“But monsters have never actually attacked us, not even once.”

The villagers seemed quite alarmed by the talk of monsters.

They exchanged stories with us eating bread and soup in between.

“But what if monsters really do attack?”

“There’s the palisade. Surely they wouldn’t rashly attack?”

“Even if they did attack, they probably couldn’t penetrate all the way into the inner village.”

“Then shouldn’t we move the quarantine area? The patients would be in danger.”

“Hey, you fool! If we move the quarantine area inside, we’ll all be in danger! Absolutely not!”

One elderly man who looked quite old shouted angrily.

“Do you know what kind of trouble we’d have if we brought scale disease patients into the inner village!”

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