The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 192

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Chapter 192. Those Who Share the Same Will (5)

“Yes?”

Edwin’s eyes widened in surprise.

“What I mean is, don’t you have anything else to say to me?”

“Something to say?”

“Yes.”

“Not particularly?”

“Huh, huhuh?”

Johannes let out a hollow laugh as if bewildered.

Then he sighed deeply and placed his hand on his waist.

“Just to be sure, you do know who I am, don’t you?”

The mercenaries had essentially revealed Johannes’s identity.

Of course, I had known Johannes’s identity from before that.

“Well, you’re Johannes, aren’t you?”

Johannes frowned as if Edwin’s answer wasn’t satisfactory.

He approached the prince closely and whispered softly.

“Not that. You haven’t figured it out?”

Edwin paused for a moment before continuing.

“…I know you’re the next Holy Emperor.”

“Knowing that, you’re just going to send me off like this?”

Johannes shouted as if frustrated.

“Someone who’s an Imperial Prince?”

Thanks to the mercenaries, our identities had been exposed as well.

He glanced at me and the other knights, then turned his eyes back to Edwin.

“Do you still have nothing to say to me?”

Edwin scratched the back of his head as if he truly had nothing.

“No, I don’t.”

“Really? You have no words or requests for me?”

Johannes asked again with furrowed brows.

“Don’t you want to claim the imperial throne, Your Highness?”

Edwin’s eyes widened at the mention of the imperial throne.

The boy hesitated, fidgeting with his fingertips.

“Well, it’s not that I don’t, but…”

“Then you should know how important my role is.”

Johannes tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand at all.

“Didn’t you help me earlier because you wanted something?”

“Yes? What did I help with?”

“Moving the scale disease patients.”

“Huh? What does that…”

Edwin also frowned in confusion at his words.

“I did that because it was the right thing to do.”

“…The right thing to do?”

“Yes! Why would I want something for helping save people’s lives!”

“But they were scale disease patients.”

“So what if they had scale disease! Are people with scale disease not human?”

There are limits to looking down on people.

Edwin made a fierce expression as if displeased.

“Just because it’s a disease that can only be cured with divine power doesn’t mean I should fear or avoid those people! They’re all the same humans!”

Johannes looked like he’d been struck.

He stood there dazed with surprised eyes throughout Edwin’s response.

“This works out well. Let me make this clear!”

Edwin shouted right in Johannes’s face.

“If I become emperor, I’ll distribute medicine that can cure scale disease patients even without divine power to everyone!”

Since divine healing was only available to wealthy nobles.

Edwin’s statement was essentially equivalent to rejecting the Holy Kingdom’s clerics who charged for divine power.

“Your Highness, please stop.”

“Don’t stop me! I need to say what I have to say! I don’t like the clerics! I absolutely must say this…”

“I said stop.”

“But that person keeps looking down on me! From when we first met, calling me a kid, and even now treating me like a coward!”

Edwin bristled like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

I barely managed to calm him down before putting him on his horse.

“Um, excuse me…”

Johannes, who had been standing dazed, cautiously approached me.

He was scratching the back of his head with a troubled expression.

His face was also slightly red, seemingly ashamed of misinterpreting Edwin’s sincerity.

“Johannes.”

I spoke in a calm voice.

“You seem to have misunderstood. Prince Edwin is not someone who puts on airs of virtue for personal gain.”

“That’s, that’s right! But I didn’t mean to misunderstand…”

“How disappointing that someone who is a Prophet would misinterpret pure goodwill.”

Johannes looked even more troubled at my words.

“No, Count Kail, please listen to me! That wasn’t my intention at all!”

“Is that so.”

“Yes! I absolutely had no intention of trampling on His Highness’s pure heart!”

Of course not.

He probably intended to help us first instead.

The fact that he asked Edwin if there was anything he wanted was proof of that.

‘He needs backing just as much as we do.’

The Holy Kingdom and the Marquis family were pursuing Johannes.

In any case, he also needed help to safely become the Holy Emperor.

“Then.”

I asked, pretending to know nothing.

“What was your intention in saying that?”

“Well, you see…”

Johannes cleared his throat and composed his voice.

He opened his mouth again with a quite serious expression.

“I’ll be honest with you. I’m someone who doesn’t have much expectation for the Imperial family.”

A group that would do anything to protect wealth and power.

To Johannes, the Imperial family was nothing more and nothing less than that.

“So until now, I thought it didn’t matter who became emperor.”

Power has neither good nor evil.

Naturally, there was no faith or justice either.

So the Prophet had no choice but to be uninterested.

“But today my thoughts changed.”

Johannes’s head turned slightly.

His ambiguous violet gaze, impossible to read, rested on Edwin.

“If someone were to ask me who should become the Empire’s next emperor.”

He looked at Edwin, who was still sitting on his horse with a displeased expression, and smiled broadly.

“I think I could answer that it should be someone like Prince Edwin.”

“Is it alright for you to make such dangerous statements so carelessly? Those words come with responsibility.”

“Don’t worry. He’s not the kind of pathetic man who can’t take responsibility for a single word he utters.”

“It might be a hasty judgment.”

I continued with an indifferent expression.

“Our side isn’t as well-off as the other princes. It hasn’t been long since His Highness received recognition from His Imperial Majesty.”

I continued with an indifferent expression.

“From someone who will be the next Holy Emperor.”

“Because I’m the next Holy Emperor, I can say such things.”

Johannes stared at me intently, then opened his mouth again.

“Is Count Kail His Highness’s strategist?”

“…Something like that.”

“I see. I thought as much.”

He smiled lightly and pulled something from his chest.

What he handed me was none other than a small leather bag.

“Please accept this.”

“What is this?”

“Documents proving the relationship between those who are chasing us.”

Inside the leather bag was a bundle of letters.

The correspondence between the Holy Kingdom and the House of Redcliffe was decisive evidence that could prove they had nearly killed not only the 3rd Prince but also the 1st Prince.

“It’s a gift.”

Johannes flashed a bright smile.

Though it didn’t suit grand titles like Prophet or future Holy Emperor, it was a smile that perfectly suited someone his age.

“I hope it will be of help.”

I gripped the bundle of letters tightly in my hand.

Then I slowly raised my head to look at Johannes.

“Does the Prophet want nothing from us?”

“Of course I do.”

As expected, there’s no such thing as favor without a price.

I asked while stuffing the document bag into my chest.

“What is it?”

“Just promise that you will definitely accomplish what His Highness spoke of.”

Johannes showed his teeth in a refreshing smile.

“I too want to live in a world where scale disease can be cured even without divine power.”

Along with words whose true intention I couldn’t fathom.

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“Will it really be okay?”

An hour had passed since we left the village.

Edwin still looked back toward the village with a worried expression.

“You said pursuers might follow. So why did he decide to stay in the village?”

Unlike us, Johannes’s group chose to remain in the village.

Their decision was to treat all the remaining scale disease patients before leaving.

“Are you worried? After making such threats at the end.”

“Well, it would be terrible if they got caught by those scary people again! We have many people, but they only have two…”

Edwin fidgeted with his fingertips with an embarrassed expression.

“They’ll be fine. Someone with divine power as strong as Johannes.”

“But even strong divine power was useless against those monsters.”

“Those were mutants.”

I shrugged and replied lightly.

“It will work very well against ordinary monsters or people. And Sir Karl isn’t someone who would be easily defeated either.”

[Ah, those guys were a cleric and holy knight?]

As soon as I finished speaking, a familiar voice echoed in my head.

It was Saylus’s telepathic magic.

[No wonder they reeked. I hate anything that uses divine power.]

This sensation of whispering into my head never quite became familiar.

[Hey, but what’s with this tiny chick? You didn’t even introduce me. I’m quite hurt, you know?]

What are you going to do if you’re hurt.

When I unconsciously thought that, Saylus made a fuss with a shrill voice.

[How heartless, honey! Summoning me after so long and then being so cold – I’m really going to sulk?]

Go ahead and sulk.

I picked at one ear as if I didn’t care at all.

Then Saylus let out a small scream into my head.

[They say people change when they come back from the dead! You’ve changed too much too!]

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