The Reason I Got Engaged to My Ex-Boyfriend - Chapter 20
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Episode 20
To his question, the Emperor responded as if he couldn’t understand.
“Why do you look disappointed? Well then, tell me if there’s anything inconvenient at the base.”
“Please remove the admiral who was appointed last year.”
“…You’re the first person I’ve seen who actually speaks up when told to mention inconveniences with superiors.”
The Emperor looked at the young officer with coldly hardened eyes.
Ransel, as if he had been waiting for this, enthusiastically reported on the person who had thoroughly ruined his romantic endeavors.
“As soon as he was appointed last year, he made the Westport Line depart without notice, and now he just spouts nonsense throughout meetings. He keeps suggesting we create some special admission process for naval enlistment, but Your Majesty must know that when the paperwork comes up later, it’s just a scheme to throw his own son a position.”
The naval base whistleblowing continued for quite some time.
The Emperor, who had been quietly listening to the flowing voice throughout, had this impression.
“If I hadn’t told you to mention inconveniences, you would have burst from keeping it in and died young, Count.”
When the teacup was nearly empty, Ransel rose from his seat.
“Then I shall take my leave now. Please carefully review this loyal subject’s opinions and create a warm working environment.”
After properly taking his leave with courtesy, just as he turned around.
“But do you really think Cael took his own life?”
At the meaningful voice, his steps stopped abruptly.
Ransel answered with his back still turned to the Emperor to hide his wavering heart. He did so knowing it was quite rude.
“I heard that was already the conclusion reached.”
“That’s right. But Count Chadde doesn’t seem to think so.”
“After giving all the decisive testimony himself and now having doubts, regrettably you have an incompetent aide.”
“Well, if that seems strange to you, have a direct conversation with Count Chadde.”
Still a meaningful tone.
Instead of answering, Ransel bowed his head once more and left the Imperial Palace.
Kaiel’s Tomb, which he arrived at before long, had an alien atmosphere.
Though it was lavishly decorated as befitting the resting place of the man called the Empire’s little sun, it was desolate.
“Well, who do we have here.”
Then, at a voice coming from somewhere, Ransel raised his gaze.
“Your Highness Enrif.”
Enrif Lun Obern, Cael’s half-brother and current Crown Prince.
He was slowly approaching with attendants in tow.
The eyes that had been looking Ransel up and down slightly contorted when they touched upon Cael’s tomb.
“It’s been so long since brother passed away, yet there are still mourners coming. What a loyal subject with strong devotion.”
From the greeting that wasn’t quite a greeting, he had been giving off a strange atmosphere, but this was clearly sarcasm.
Ransel replied calmly.
“I should have come at the proper time, but I showed disrespect by failing to do so.”
After all, there weren’t many people who approached the Arviente heir without ulterior motives.
He had routinely learned from childhood the necessary responses to not tolerate such people and drive them away.
“Are you coming from an audience with Father?”
Enrif stepped closer and asked.
“Yes.”
“Then you must have met Count Chadde too.”
“Count Chadde was not present.”
“Haven’t you exchanged any separate contact since returning either?”
“We’re not close enough to share pleasantries.”
“How often I used to see you and Count Chadde together when you were young. Count Chadde would be hurt to know this. Unless you’re only saying such things to me.”
“Your Highness.”
Ransel also stepped closer to Enrif.
“You seem to have something you’re curious about, but unless you speak clearly, this inadequate subject cannot provide an answer.”
“…”
Enrif’s lips pressed into a straight line.
In that state, he seemed to think deeply about something, then smiled leisurely again.
“Never mind, I just wanted to have a conversation since we met after so long. If you’re done with your business, go ahead.”
Ransel lightly bowed his head and walked along the garden path.
It wasn’t particularly significant that Enrif, with whom he had never had any meaningful conversation during his days as Second Prince, suddenly approached with intent.
But what did the wariness visible in those eyes mean?
He couldn’t understand why Enrif would want to make an enemy of him.
In a situation where his position was much more unstable than Cael’s due to his mother being of common birth, why would he try to discard a card he had never even held?
Though it could be considered irreverent thoughts toward the Crown Prince, he was someone in a position where he could think such things without hesitation.
Ransel lightly clenched and unclenched his gloved hand.
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Meanwhile, Enrif, who had returned to the Crown Prince’s Palace, threw off his coat as soon as he entered his room.
“Damn it, damn it!”
His face flushed red.
His chest rose and fell as if he couldn’t bear the surging anger.
-Oh my, how noisy.
A boy who appeared with a pop from thin air smiled mischievously.
It was a face notable for fangs visible between his lips and pupils slit like a reptile’s.
“…I met the Arviente heir outside, Eve.”
Eve.
He was the demon that Enrif had contracted with.
-Ooh, Arviente?
At the long-awaited name, Eve’s eyes widened.
To the demon race, Arviente was a special human.
“But that bastard, damn it, do you know what he called me?”
-Well, what did he say?
“Your Highness Enrif. It’s been ages since I was invested as Crown Prince…!”
-…
Despite his great anticipation, Eve’s face turned sour at the incredibly childish cause of anger.
-No, why is that even a problem? It hasn’t even been a month since you returned. Maybe he’s just not used to it yet.
“Not used to it my ass, he just can’t acknowledge anyone other than that bastard Cael as Crown Prince.”
-Your Highness Enrif isn’t even a wrong form of address, is it? Isn’t your name Enrif?
If inferiority complex reached that level, it would be a disease. Truly, humans were difficult beings.
Eve, who had been floating in the air, sat on the bookshelf and playfully swung his feet.
Meanwhile, Enrif, who had vented his anger by pounding the wall, slumped onto the sofa.
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have had to hear such things. I wouldn’t have had any friction with the Arviente heir.”
-Mm, that’s true.
“Do you know how precarious my situation is right now? I’m about to make enemies of all those damn noble house heirs. Chad Clediuos is watching me with fire in his eyes, Rigan Segwed is constantly going in and out of the Empress’s palace discussing marriage talks with that impudent girl Claire, and now even Ransel Arviente…”
Enrif, who had been grumbling while fiddling with his nails, suddenly stopped speaking.
-Mm, but you’re the contractor.
It was because Eve had somehow approached silently.
His heart felt like it dropped in surprise at the cunning eyes suddenly thrust forward.
-It’s not time yet, not yet, not yet. You don’t need to step forward that much either. What makes you think I’d entrust such an important task to you?
The boy’s pink tongue licked his upper lip.
-Arviente must be eliminated in one blow. Trusting in that god-given damn ability, god-given, yes, that’s right, those who haven’t known their place for over a thousand years. Such a dirty bloodline that they can’t even be used as sacrifices, mm, though it’s regrettable.
Eve’s voice began to grow more animated.
-They must be swept away from before my eyes forever, hehe, only then will I exert my power. Hehehe. Those annoying vermin that even magic doesn’t work on.
“…”
-I will definitely pluck out those eyes filled with filthy power and eliminate such humans blessed by God from this world. Hehehe, just wait and see.
I must eliminate them completely… Eve smiled brightly.
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