Thought It Was ‘The End’, Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 105

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Chapter 19. The Protagonist’s Duty (1)

Kaitlyn had changed like a completely different person.

To prevent Kaitlyn, who had collapsed like a puppet with severed strings, from dying, the guard entered the prison once a day to directly put food into her mouth.

Even so, she wouldn’t chew, so she was barely surviving on soup as thin as water.

Right up until she was caught, she had charged forward without thinking.

In complete contrast to that time, her attitude showed no will to live, making Edwin suspect that she too had been controlled.

Perhaps the twin mage was actually alive, and he had brainwashed his own twin to make her self-destruct.

However, Saint Genevieve firmly stated that she couldn’t find any trace of curses on Kaitlyn.

She was completely clean.

Even so, Kaitlyn showed no motivation whatsoever.

‘Even if she survives, there’s nothing she can do, so that might be understandable.’

Kaitlyn, who wore a blindfold and had her hands bound to prevent her from causing trouble, begged Edwin to just kill her whenever he visited.

Edwin would have found it easier to just kill Kaitlyn.

Mages were troublesome to manage. Many people considered them ominous beings, so even the guards were reluctant to get close.

In fact, whether she was a mage or not, a prisoner who had to be force-fed every meal just to keep alive was troublesome enough.

However, he didn’t kill her only because Edelaine wanted her kept alive for a long time.

The Brubewein Royal Family didn’t say a single word about Kaitlyn.

Rather, they emphasized that Kaitlyn was originally from the bloodline of an Empire frontier noble and tried to make excuses that they too had only been manipulated.

However, if they glossed over the incident where the duchess nearly died by poisoning in the presence of the Prince, it would damage the prestige of the Greenwinsor Empire.

Empress Viola demanded that they replace the king if they didn’t want to start a war.

The intention was to make a collateral duke who was friendly with the Greenwinsor Imperial Court the king of Brubewein instead of the legitimate heir, effectively making it a vassal state.

Of course, the royal family resisted, but it was essentially futile resistance.

The royal family didn’t even mention Princess Mia at all. Despite being a princess who was quite beloved, she was completely forgotten.

When they went so far as to say they would allow the entire delegation sent to the Greenwinsor Empire to be killed if only the prince could inherit the throne, even Empress Viola pitied Princess Mia.

“Jeff said he would personally go to the Kingdom of Brubewein to confirm the mage’s corpse.”

Jeff was exploring business opportunities in various fields so that the people of the Kingdom of Brubewein wouldn’t starve. Edwin thought there would be no profit to be gained from that barren land, but Jeff seemed to see it differently.

“But what do we do? In the end, we couldn’t find Your Highness a marriage partner.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Edwin answered indifferently to Edelaine’s concern.

“My marriage and such things are no longer important in this situation.”

“…Your Highness is adding ‘and such things’ to your own affairs.”

Who would have thought such words would come from the mouth of someone who was the embodiment of self-esteem and the crystallization of confidence.

Edelaine’s pupils shook. Edwin smiled coldly.

“Thanks to someone risking their life for me. This time, even the Queen Mother, who was determined to marry me off, has completely forgotten about such things. She’ll probably find me a suitable partner when time passes.”

Edelaine blinked a couple of times. Edwin’s cold tone strangely sounded bitter.

‘He must have really wanted to get married…’

Since Shane, Saint Genevieve, and Edelaine had all gotten married, his words about finding a partner himself weren’t entirely a joke.

Saint Genevieve had returned to being single (widowed, killed directly), but watching married life right beside him might have made him a little lonely.

‘A playboy might actually be an incredibly lonely egoist.’

Edelaine spoke with sympathy.

“Cheer up, Your Highness. You’ll be able to find a good person soon.”

“…Never mind.”

He really seemed sulky.

Saint Genevieve, who thought Edwin was a little pitiful, appropriately interjected.

“More importantly, Lady Edelaine, when did His Grace say he would release you?”

“…Was I still under house arrest?”

This wasn’t the time to pity Edwin…

Edelaine, who had been so comfortable she never imagined she was confined, asked back in a trembling voice. Saint Genevieve tilted her head and said.

“Oh, weren’t you? Ever since Lady Edelaine first came here, this area has been tightly guarded by the Blancarde Family’s soldiers, and they’re still on alert, so I thought it hadn’t been lifted yet.”

“They even tried to body search me and Saint Genevieve.”

“Though Lloyd stopped that.”

Edelaine was so dumbfounded she was speechless.

Trying to body search the Prince and the Saint—just how bold would one have to be to attempt such a thing? Did all the soldiers Shane raised have their guts hanging outside their bellies?

What was even more dumbfounding was Saint Genevieve’s matter-of-fact continuation.

“With Harrison as a precedent, it’s natural to be sensitive about weapon possession.”

“…”

“Ah, he’s definitely dead. I personally confirmed it to the end. There’s no chance he’ll come back alive.”

“That’s not an easy thing to do.”

Edwin sneered maliciously.

Edelaine, who had returned to life with difficulty, nodded.

Saint Genevieve said.

“When spring comes, I’ll become the Pope.”

“He’ll probably release you by then, well…”

“Until then, please work on building up your stamina first, Lady Edelaine. You can walk… right…?”

“What do you take me for?”

Saint Genevieve looked at her with pitying eyes as if looking at a newborn calf.

“I’d like you to bless me from the closest place.”

“Right, I was sorry I couldn’t attend the wedding, so I must go to the coronation ceremony, huk.”

“You don’t need to worry about it. Lady Edelaine was captured after seeing news of that wedding, so…”

“…Ah, right. That’s what happened…”

It was a dizzying conversation.

Edelaine and Saint Genevieve looked at each other and burst into laughter simultaneously.

*

Even after revealing all her secrets, Edelaine couldn’t return to the Blancarde Estate.

More precisely, she didn’t go.

Shane said she could return to the Blancarde Estate anytime, but Edelaine had grown quite fond of this single-story house.

Whatever was outside the front gate, Edelaine’s view only showed the wide vegetable garden and modest garden, and with no servants around, she didn’t have to worry about others’ eyes.

Edelaine decided to stay here until the day Saint Genevieve was coronated.

“Huk, huff, huk…”

“Let’s do it one more time.”

“I can’t, I can’t! Ah, I can’t…”

Sweat poured down like rain.

Edelaine panted and whimpered. Her lungs felt like they would burst and her throat stung. Her sweat-soaked skin was also sticky. Heat rose to her face, making it hot, and her vision shook.

However, Shane paid no attention.

“You can do it, Edelaine.”

“What would you know when you haven’t shed a single drop of sweat…”

Edelaine huffed angrily. Unlike her, Shane’s skin was smooth and dry. Far from sweating, there wasn’t even a trace of heat. Shane smiled leisurely.

“Because it’s not hard for me.”

“How great, how great! Ah, really, how great…”

“It’s thanks to not neglecting daily training.”

“Ah, I can’t do anymore…”

Eventually, Edelaine cried surrender and plopped down on the ground. Shane approached and sat beside her, saying.

“Still, you’ve improved a lot.”

“…Your praise is too generous…”

Running two laps around the garden without stopping wasn’t really a record worth praising. This house was spacious, but it wasn’t as big as a sports field.

Yesterday at the same time, Lloyd had said to Edelaine, who felt like she was about to die, “Even snails live well,” as consolation. It was probably the best he could do as a boy, but Edelaine’s pride was hurt.

She almost seriously argued that she was at least faster than a snail.

After being able to get quality sleep, Edelaine’s health improved rapidly.

In just about a month, her complexion brightened and the darkness under her eyes cleared. Her skin gained luster and she regained her vitality.

Recently, Edelaine had been putting effort into physical training.

To escape from a life of being chased by nightmares and only thinking about survival, and to live doing what she wanted, she first needed health and stamina.

Shane wiped Edelaine’s sweat-drenched face with a towel.

“I’m really proud and happy that you’re exercising.”

“Why are you happy that I’m exercising, no, never mind.”

Shane grinned. Just looking at that smiling face, she could guess what he was going to say.

Edelaine hurriedly shut her mouth and looked away, but Shane was already lifting her up from where she lay on the ground.

“Where’s Lloyd? If Lloyd’s here, I’m not doing it!”

“I sent him to Lucian earlier.”

Her escape route was blocked.

Edelaine leaned weakly against Shane’s chest and said.

“Can’t you just let me wash alone…?”

“No, I can’t.”

Please spare me…

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