The Villain Who Will Kill Me Is Too Handsome, It's Troublesome - Chapter 91

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Episode 91.
“Master—or rather, Bleo, isn’t it? Seduce him and share his bed.”
Sernia’s eyebrows shot up at the outlandish demand.
Was this something siblings discussed? Even the three children of the Solti Count’s Family, famous for their deep affection, wouldn’t share such intimate conversations, would they?
And she was a princess.
With no empress now, she was the most noble woman in the entire Empire. Did he understand what he was asking of her?
‘He’s lost his memory, but did his judgment and intellect go missing too?’
He’d never been quite like this before. Was it because there was nothing to worry about, unlike in his teens?
“You look reluctant. Do you lack confidence?”
“It’s not that, Your Majesty. My foolish mind simply cannot grasp how this would help at all. Please, teach me your reasoning.”
Sernia bowed her head urgently, concealing her displeasure behind a mask of deference.
“I proclaimed an amusing edict, didn’t I?”
“What edict……?”
“The Marriage Prohibition Edict.”
The wretched law she’d like to throw into a cesspit.
“And what do you intend to do with it?”
That law had been proclaimed under the pretense of the Imperial Consort Selection.
Some contemptible excuse about needing a chaste woman as empress to preserve the Imperial Bloodline—the law already drew widespread resentment.
Even commoner women unrelated to the consort selection were forbidden to marry, and engaged couples who merely needed to hold their wedding ceremonies couldn’t do so either.
Only some nobles wanted it maintained—specifically those who wished to keep their daughters off the marriage market.
“The princess is also an unmarried woman of the Empire, isn’t she?”
“But the maximum punishment the law prescribes……”
“Execution, and for family members too?”
Knowing that, he spoke such nonsense? About Bleo, her lover no less?
“Bleo won’t be executed.”
“B-but……”
“Why? Do you dislike it? If you say you won’t, I’ll send another woman to his side and have her share his bed instead.”
“……”
All that talk about being a dutiful in-law—it was a lie?
“I’m not trying to punish him. You can trust me. The twin sisters of the Solti Count’s Family, famous for their devotion to family, wouldn’t let their only brother die—you know that well yourself.”
Sernia had grasped the outline of the script Peter had designed. So she couldn’t refuse.
Not now.
“As you wish, Your Majesty.”
“Good. I’d like it resolved as quickly as possible. I hear many couples are suffering because of the Marriage Prohibition Edict.”
“……Yes.”
Sernia gathered her skirts and bent her knees.
“I accept your command.”
When she finished her bow and turned to leave, blood droplets beaded in the palms of her hands.
Peter’s eyes narrowed as he watched her go.
“I’m doing this to save Artiela.”
From that abominable creature.
His mind still had a hollow center.
Whenever he tried to fill that void, a vast black lake or something opened up from the bottom—that black marsh where he floundered and sank deeper, and above it, those crimson eyes looking down at him with such arrogance……
“Chief Attendant!”
Abruptly, he summoned the Chief Attendant.
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
“The room is too dark.”
“Your Majesty?”
The Chief Attendant blinked in confusion.
Since when did he hate the darkness like this? Ah yes—right after he collapsed?
“Make it brighter so no shadows form.”
Candlelight alone wasn’t enough, so expensive Magical Lights, normally reserved for New Year festivals, were brought in and lit. The shadows should already be faint and nearly gone.
Yet the emperor obsessively tried to eliminate the darkness. Especially the shadows.
“Yes, Your Majesty. I shall bring more Magical Lights.”
The loyal Chief Attendant bowed his head. But strangely, even though his task was done, he didn’t leave.
“What is it? Is there something else?”
“Well……my daughter went to Edelion recently to offer prayers at the Temple, and she found something strange—a Wish Note.”
“What?”
“I believe it was written by the First Princess Your Highness.”
The Chief Attendant handed over a note with the contents his daughter had transcribed.
Peter’s eyes turned cold as he confirmed it. Instead, his fingers began tapping against the desk in a steady rhythm.
“What do you make of this?”
“It appears to be an intention to rebel, Your Majesty?”
Peter shared the same assessment.
What good were a mother and a sister when they changed nothing? How was this different from what the Second Prince had done?
“Percell.”
Seeing the fury in his gaze, his guard knight’s shoulders trembled ominously. *Please, not again*, his expression seemed to say.
“Put Sernia under watch immediately.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Percell glanced down at his own hands for a moment, then departed to find the First Princess.
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The following day, even the usually tranquil Edelion became the site of bustling chaos.
“Now, our young ones. If you wish to become knights, you must not pant and wheeze like puppies.”
“Huff, huff—yes, instructor.”
The children’s loud cries made Artiela’s heart swell into something soft and sweet.
The number of children who had nearly become Dark Mages before she’d rescued them was far greater than expected.
Those with magical aptitude were quickly assigned elsewhere. The problem lay with the children taken for dark purposes who showed no magical talent at all.
There were children who couldn’t return home for various reasons—parents who’d accepted payment and now refused to refund it, guardians unwilling to take them back lest they face another mouth to feed, and others who simply wished to serve in the Temple.
So the priests had brought them to Edelion.
The Temple did take in orphans and raise them as priests, but they also sent children on to receive other forms of education and enter the world. It was all part of the Temple’s work.
“Instructor, wouldn’t it be alright if we just did one lap? This is so hard.”
“Of course not. Didn’t all of you say you wanted to become Holy Knights?”
While the children whined about their exhaustion, there was one standout among them.
“Look, see how Daisy has already completed five laps and is now playing with that handsome Holy Knight over there?”
Artiela pointed to Daisy, who was playing in the corner with Kirien.
“Come now, children, keep your spirits up! If you fall behind here, you’ll have to go back to doctrine studies!”
It was a terrifying threat. The little ones nodded at once, convinced. Then they sprang back to running with renewed vigor.
After the children had run and rolled about for some time and were finally taking a rest, Yusiel arrived at the Training Grounds.
“How are they doing? Are the children adapting well?”
“Wonderfully, Holy Maiden. They’re running with enthusiasm and resting contentedly.”
Indeed, dealing with children was far better handled by Holy Knights with good stamina than by the priests.
“Though I notice the children are keeping their distance from you.”
The most children gathered around Kirien.
She’d heard that even horses avoid his gaze. Yet the rough horses in Edelion’s Stables all seemed eager to carry Kirien.
“Why the sudden formality?”
“I’m setting an example for the children.”
Yusiel’s brow rose in exasperation, when a priest came running from a distance.
“A grave matter has arisen.”
So that’s why the day had been so eerily quiet until now.
“What is it?”
“Well, someone has arrived from the Imperial Palace. But, that is to say…….”
The priest’s face was deeply troubled.
“I did ask them to wait for now, but I believe you should go and see for yourself.”
The priest looked intently at Artiela.
Somehow, this felt familiar. She’d lived through something like this before.
“Why? Has he come to arrest me again?”
It was about time for Peter to appear.
Artiela rolled her shoulders and cracked her neck from side to side. This time, she was determined to keep Kirien from being swayed by emotion, to defend against any unexpected situation.
“Is that what this is about?”
Is that what this is about?
As Artiela looked at the priest with an uneasy expression, the priest also glanced at Yusiel.
“Holy Maiden, I believe you should go as well to confirm matters.”
Artiela cast a quick glance at Kirien and quietly called for Frey.
“Frey, I’ll be gone for a moment. Watch the children while I’m away.”
“Yes, Commander.”
“And don’t let Kirien go anywhere near the Main Gate.”
After her instructions, the sisters followed the priest toward the Main Gate.
Soon, they came upon a sight that made their jaws drop.
“A gift sent to Miss Artiela Solti from His Imperial Majesty.”
The Chief Attendant greeted them—accompanied by a procession of cargo wagons.
But why the sudden change in how she’s addressing her? The moment Sernia’s brow furrowed, the Chief Attendant stepped toward Artiela.
“And this is His Majesty’s apology letter to Miss Solti, along with a requ——”
The Chief Attendant’s words were cut short by the Holy Knight Commander’s swift intervention.
“Quiet, sir.”
I had to repay what I’d received.

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