The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 264

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Chapter 264. Bloody Feast (1)

‘Why does he keep calling Kaiden a black-haired bastard?’

Even if Kaiden and I are close, still.

I let out a light sigh inwardly and responded casually.

‘There’s no reason for someone who’s the King of Adamant to attend a crown prince investiture ceremony.’

After hearing my answer, Saylus grumbled.

[Really? Then why do I feel so bad? I’m getting goosebumps on the back of my neck.]

He complained about an indescribable unpleasant feeling.

[Something feels like my magic isn’t moving as freely as I want. I have a bad feeling about this.]

‘Are you saying there’s a problem drawing magic power?’

[No, that’s not it.]

‘Then it must just be your mood.’

I dismissed Saylus’s words as unimportant.

He’s the type to complain about even trivial things.

“Rachel, Rachel!”

Emilia, who had approached at some point, tugged at my skirt.

“What is it, Princess Emilia?”

“Does Rachel think Ria is pretty too?”

Even after receiving such praise from others, does she want to hear compliments from me?

“Of course.”

I lifted Emilia up and smiled.

“You look just like a tulip.”

“A tulip? Ria looks like a flower?”

“Yes, you look like a flower.”

Did the compliment make her happy?

Emilia grinned widely and grabbed my face with both hands.

“Rachel too!”

“You’re saying I look like a flower?”

“No, Rachel looks like a jewel! Especially these eyes!”

The child brought her face close as if examining my eyes.

“They’re the exact same color as the jewel on Daddy’s ring! But Rachel’s eyes look more like jewels than actual jewels! They’re really sparkling and hard jewels!”

“Even if you flatter me like that, you still can’t have more chocolate today.”

“Hiiing.”

The young princess was becoming more cunning by the day.

Catherine and the other maids often had headaches because of this child who would stop at nothing to get her favorite chocolate treats.

“Rachel is too cold! Catherine and the other maids give Ria everything when she asks!”

“Chocolate isn’t very good food for young children. Didn’t you secretly eat too much last time and get a fever?”

“Mmm, that was because Ria was young then.”

“Do you think you’re not young now?”

“Yes! Ria is older than yesterday’s Ria! Ria will be an adult soon!”

It was a voice clearly full of sincerity.

I suppressed a chuckle and put Emilia back down on the floor.

“Still, the answer is no. When Princess Emilia grows as tall as me, then you can eat chocolate to your heart’s content.”

“Eeeh, that’s mean! Ria might not grow as tall as Rachel!”

“No, you’ll grow up big and strong.”

Emilia huffed and made a sulky expression, then immediately ran toward where the maids were.

“…She certainly has grown a lot.”

Seeing that golden furball who used to look like she was sweeping the floor with her skirt now running around so freely even in a child’s dress that mimicked adult clothing.

[By the way, what happened with that thing you were looking into? Did it get resolved well?]

My attention returned at the sound of Saylus’s voice echoing in my head.

‘The person who tried to poison The Emperor has already been identified.’

The culprit who tried to poison The Emperor was none other than a maid from the Imperial Palace.

‘She put poison in the tea The Emperor was going to drink and served it, then was found dead in her room after drinking the same poison.’

It turned out that maid was the daughter of a humble noble family that followed House of Redcliff. Her father was executed for being involved in the crimes committed by the marquis, and her mother, who had terrible pride as a noble, took her young siblings and jumped into a well to end their lives.

‘That’s enough reason to resent The Emperor.’

But why does this feel so unsettling?

I frowned.

‘…Honestly, I thought without question that it was something that guy did.’

I thought of Ian.

The expression and face of that guy who threatened me with the lives of Count Molton’s family members came to mind clearly.

‘What exactly is he scheming?’

Ian was ominously quiet.

After taking over Count Molton’s mansion, he had been hiding in his territory without moving, as if he was practicing some kind of training.

‘As you said, we’re keeping a close eye on Count Molton’s mansion, but there’s no particular movement.’

Somnia, who I had contacted a few days ago, had definitely said that.

‘Anyway, the crown prince position ended up in the 1st Prince’s hands.’

She glared at me through the communication orb with triangular eyes.

Unlike usual, anger was brewing on her cold, expressionless face.

‘Thanks to that, it looks like I won’t even be able to recover my investment. How are you going to take responsibility, Kayla?’

I was only able to end the communication after somehow appeasing Somnia by promising I’d make sure she got her investment back.

‘Really.’

There’s so much to take responsibility for in this life.

I silently looked at the scene before my eyes.

Emilia was surrounded by maids, still showing off her appearance, and Catherine was looking at such Emilia with eyes full of love.

“Hahaha, that’s the outfit you’ll wear for the investiture ceremony, what if you get tired of it? Ria really can’t be stopped.”

Did his heart lighten at his only sister’s antics?

Edwin, who was surrounded by tailors in the middle of the room, also looked at Emilia and laughed innocently.

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

Edwin’s wish was ultimately no different from Emma’s last wish.

And I had already promised in front of Emma’s grave to fulfill that wish.

‘Right, I have to take responsibility.’

Even if Edwin doesn’t become crown prince.

Even if those here can no longer remain in the Prince’s Palace.

I resolved once again. No matter what happens, I would protect their smiles, their happy daily life.

* * *

Late at night when the moon had risen.

Hooded figures arrived one by one at the Redcliff Marquess’s Estate.

“I don’t see the surveillance from the Imperial Palace. How did they get rid of them?”

“Isn’t the crown prince investiture ceremony in two days? They must have all been called away.”

Even after entering the room, they all kept their hoods on.

Nevertheless, they conversed naturally. They seemed to know each other well.

“This is really serious. Once the 1st Prince becomes crown prince, The Emperor won’t leave House of Redcliff alone.”

“Of course. Isn’t he the person who seized the emperor’s throne without missing even the smallest mistakes of his brothers? He’s not someone who would miss an opportunity like this.”

“Then, what do you intend to do now?”

“What else.”

One of the shadows sitting around the round table spoke in a solemn voice.

“Our House of Redcliff must seize control again.”

“That means…”

Another shadow asked back with a slightly doubtful voice.

“Surely you’re not suggesting we start a rebellion? To usurp the throne?”

“Why do you have to express it so grandly? It’s embarrassing.”

The shadow who brought up the topic of initiative waved his hand dismissively and shook his head.

“Touching the imperial throne is dangerous. The crown prince position might be different.”

“Are you planning to wage an all-out war against House of Crowner?”

“It would be a prettier picture than confronting The Emperor directly. Whether we succeed or fail.”

“Well, that’s true, but…”

At that very moment, the massive door swung wide open.

Someone walked boldly into the dark room.

“It seems everyone has gathered.”

The man wearing a half-mask looked at the shadows sitting around the round table and smiled. His thin lips curved upward in a pleasant arc on both sides.

“Who are you? Where is Lady Helena?”

“Lady Helena is not feeling well and is resting in her chamber. I am her representative, so please treat me comfortably.”

“You’re someone we’ve never seen before.”

The shadows gathered there frowned as they looked at the half-mask.

“Who are you? You don’t seem to be from House of Redcliff.”

“Haha, you have good eyes. Yes, I am not from House of Redcliff.”

The man placed both hands on the table and smiled confidently.

“But I am the only person who can restore the honor of House of Redcliff.”

“What do you mean…”

“The sickly 1st Prince is not qualified to sit in the crown prince position. Unless it’s 2nd Prince, who has the noble bloodline of House of Redcliff.”

Everyone fell silent.

As if they completely agreed with the half-masked man’s words.

“I guarantee it. If the elders of the Imperial Council gathered here move exactly according to the method I will tell you from now on.”

The clouds covering the night sky cleared, and a ray of moonlight streamed through the window. The eyes glimpsed beneath the half-mask were dark and murky gray.

“The protagonist of the crown prince investiture ceremony in two days will not be Prince the First, but 2nd Prince.”

* * *

On a pleasant day with moderately overcast skies.

The crown prince investiture ceremony of Bentrum Empire began.

Waaaaaah.

Along with the cheers of all the people, dazzlingly colorful petals fluttered through the streets. The grand sound of trumpets echoed endlessly throughout The Imperial Capital all day long.

“There you are.”

The celebration banquet held after the investiture ceremony continued until late in the evening.

Edwin, who had come out to the terrace alone, turned his head at the familiar voice.

“Bridget?”

Bridget, dressed in a blue gown, smiled at him.

“Why are you alone? What about Princess Emilia?”

“Ria is next to The Emperor. It’s really amazing – I still find The Emperor intimidating, but Ria doesn’t seem to.”

“Princess Emilia is particularly sociable.”

Edwin glanced at Bridget who had approached and stood beside him.

The young prince finally parted his lips after long hesitation. Or tried to.

“Th, thank…”

Until some man staggered out from the thicket in front of the terrace.

“Run, run away…”

The knight couldn’t finish his words and collapsed on the spot.

Soon, a thick, bright red pool of blood formed where he had fallen.

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