The Reason I Got Engaged to My Ex-Boyfriend - Chapter 42

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Episode 42

 

Of all places, a gate leading to the Demon Realm.

 

To the Demon Realm.

 

-Why all of a sudden?

 

The boy who appeared with a pop in mid-air tilted his head exaggeratedly.

 

“His Majesty ordered me to investigate the temporary gate leading to the Demon Realm. You really don’t know anything?”

 

-Huh? No way, now you’re blaming everything on me.

 

“Well, since you’re a demon…”

 

-Let’s go to the Back Alley once, Your Highness the Crown Prince. There are low-level demons scattered all over the place.

 

“…”

 

He had a point. Enrif wrinkled his brow irritably and sighed.

 

‘Damn it.’

 

Actually, Enrif’s sensitivity wasn’t just because of the temporary gate.

 

Right after leaving the audience chamber, Enrif had encountered Chadde.

 

“You seem quite busy these days, Count Chadde.”

 

It was a tone clearly dripping with mockery.

 

After all, there was no way the person in question wouldn’t know that he was being wary of Chadde.

 

Chadde was investigating Enrif’s background. Just because Cael’s death seemed suspicious.

 

It was so irritating that he wanted to get rid of him, so he had no idea how many people he’d sent to the Viscount’s Mansion.

 

“Yes, Your Highness also seems quite busy.”

 

“That’s right, no one knows better than you where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing lately.”

 

“Hmm, I’m not sure what you mean. I’m a servant of the Empire who only does honorable work while following the law.”

 

“…”

 

“Oh, by any chance do you know the whereabouts of the poison that was on my spoon a few days ago?”

 

Whether he was smart or stupid. He’d never seen such a crazy bastard in his entire life.

 

“Then I’ll be going, Your Highness Enrif.”

 

Your Highness Enrif.

 

Yeah, that’s actually what annoyed him the most.

 

‘Those damn bastards never call me Crown Prince to the end…’

 

The man, consumed by inferiority complex, stamped his foot irritably.

 

“So you don’t know anything?”

 

-Yeah, I told you I don’t know. Actually, I’m curious too, about who did it. Even decent demons couldn’t pull off something like that.

 

…That’s true.

 

Long ago, after the first head of Arviente bestowed the goddess’s blessing. Only familiar spirits like Eve or low-level demons could enter the mainland.

 

Eve jumped right in front of Enrif’s eyes.

 

-Hehe, why. Are you scared the Emperor might suspect you while investigating the gate?

 

“…”

 

-Oh, don’t be like that. At least it’s true that you’re not related to the temporary gate. We didn’t do it either, so what’s there to feel guilty about.

 

At least not related to the temporary gate.

 

At least.

 

At the strangely irritating words, Enrif bit his lower lip.

 

Eve, who had been watching such Enrif with unreadable eyes, walked briskly toward another direction.

 

-Right?

 

It was right where Seria was sitting.

 

“…”

 

Seria was also in an uncomfortable mood along with Enrif.

 

Seria, who had been silent for a while with a frown, opened her mouth toward Enrif.

 

“Just when exactly are you planning to resolve this?”

 

“…Don’t whine, Seria. You agreed to handle it.”

 

“You said you’d somehow find a way to remove the scar, but now you’re not even pretending to care. During social activities, this is so bothersome…!”

 

Seria threw off her opera gloves.

 

The scar on her arm was fully revealed.

 

“Did I do this for my own benefit? I said I’d do what you wanted, Prince Cael…”

 

“Damn it, Seria! Watch your mouth!”

 

Enrif glared at Seria with a growl.

 

At the sharp shout, Seria quickly shut her mouth.

 

Perhaps because she was excited, she had unknowingly let ‘that story’ slip out.

 

Kael Roon Obern was, actually…

 

“And saying it was what I wanted, do you have the right to say that?”

 

“…”

 

“The benefits to the Marquess families from me becoming Crown Prince aren’t small either.”

 

“…That’s not what I meant as a complaint. Just do something about this scar.”

 

Seria said dejectedly.

 

-Hmm.

 

Meanwhile, Eve, who had been observing the humans’ deadly conversation, raised the corners of his mouth as if finding it interesting.

 

Again, he approached Seria briskly and spoke to her.

 

-You know. That scar, it just needs to be invisible to others, right?

 

“What?”

 

-Yeah, since you mentioned social activities.

 

Seria, who had paused at the unexpected words, soon nodded her head slightly.

 

Then a strange light appeared in Eve’s round pupils.

 

-I’ll erase that for you. I can make it invisible with magic.

 

“Really, is that true?”

 

Seria, who had brightened up, belatedly hardened her expression.

 

If it’s magic…

 

“…But that would be noticeable too!”

 

Because human bodies couldn’t handle magical power.

 

The only humans who could be close to magical power without their eyes turning red or their flesh rotting were the direct descendants of Arviente.

 

Eve said nonchalantly.

 

-There are things like holy relics and purified water. If you purify with those, it won’t be very noticeable.

 

Seria bit her fingertips and pondered.

 

Magic was uncomfortable, but she wanted to erase the scar right away…

 

Soon, Seria spoke with a reluctant expression.

 

“Then try erasing it.”

 

-Yeah, okay. But…

 

Eve scratched his cheek.

 

-There’s a condition.

 

“…A condition?”

 

Seria frowned.

 

-No, it’s nothing difficult. I’d just like to borrow your body once.

 

“…”

 

Seria flinched and instinctively covered the scar with her hand.

 

This scar was created under such circumstances, and now he’s asking to borrow her body again…

 

Eve waved his hand with an innocent smile.

 

-I’m not asking to borrow from you, so don’t stare at me like that.

 

“If not me, then who?”

 

-Well, you see….

 

Eve, who had been smiling ambiguously, spun around on his feet.

 

His snake-like slit pupils turned toward Enrif.

 

-Him.

 

Eve’s finger pointed in a clear direction.

 

Enrif, suddenly singled out, looked up with a displeased expression.

 

Eve, meeting Enrif’s eyes, grinned wickedly.

 

-You, just lend me your body once.

 

***

 

Preparations for participating in the Founding Festival went smoothly.

 

There was no reason for it to be difficult. It wasn’t my first time participating in this event. And I originally enjoy trying on dozens of outfits and buying this and that.

 

But it seemed I was the only one whose preparations were going smoothly.

 

‘The ducal estate has become… quite quiet, I think.’

 

Usually during times like this, it would get noisy with various visitors like designers, but the Arviente Estate had become quieter.

 

The reason was simple. With Count Chadde taking charge of the Founding Festival preparations, Belzebutte was spending more time at the estate rather than the Imperial Palace.

 

Thanks to this, the servants who used to chatter constantly had quieted down, watching their master’s mood.

 

After the preparation period for the Founding Festival, which felt like walking on thin ice (only for the estate’s servants), ended.

 

‘It’s already today.’

 

The Obern Empire’s Founding Festival was the biggest event held throughout the year.

 

Among these, the commoners’ main interest was undoubtedly the booths.

 

Customers could have fresh and interesting experiences, and merchants could significantly boost their sales with the festival’s special demand.

 

‘Of course, there aren’t only booths selling products.’

 

There were also booths with games like balloon popping, and people who displayed inventions or research results hoping to catch the eye of nobles and receive sponsorship.

 

Among these, Piache Lux Boutique occupied one spot.

 

I only did the overall planning, and Chris was supposed to handle the actual preparations.

 

I entrusted it to Chris because I knew he would do well, but since it felt a bit wrong to completely ignore it, I was planning to stop by later.

 

‘And….’

 

I looked up at the large observation tower in front of me.

 

Rose vines decorated the entrances everywhere. The roses blooming luxuriously among them created an antique atmosphere.

 

Then, when I turned my head back to its original position, I spotted a familiar face.

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