Thought It Was ‘The End’, Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 57

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Chapter 11. The Villainess Has Grit (6)

 

As if I would want to volunteer for dangerous things myself…

 

Edelaine wanted to live comfortably even if she was poor. Of course, it would be nice to have a lot of money… But no matter how much money one had, if one’s heart wasn’t at ease and happy, stress would accumulate and eventually return as illness.

 

‘For someone like that, I’m living far too earnestly through stress-filled days.’

 

Originally, people couldn’t live according to their ideals alone.

 

If you wanted to grasp what you desired, you had to do things you didn’t want to do, and sometimes you had to be able to let unpleasant words slide by. You needed the wisdom to flexibly overcome difficult moments.

 

Like now.

 

“Blancarde Duke, what on earth is going on here?”

 

“I’m sorry. Even though I was by her side.”

 

“You were by her side and yet took no measures until the child reached this state?”

 

Emma glared coldly at Shane. Edelaine hurriedly intervened.

 

“It’s not Shane’s fault. It’s just that my body isn’t feeling well…”

 

“We married you off because he promised to protect you well.”

 

“He is protecting me well. Really.”

 

If Shane hadn’t held her, it would have been difficult to sleep even for 10 minutes. When Edelaine blocked Shane’s front and protested, Shane covered his mouth with his hand. Emma glared at him.

 

“Are you finding this amusing right now?”

 

“I can’t help but smile. Edelaine is defending me.”

 

“So you’re making the child…”

 

Edelaine tightly grasped Emma’s hand, stopping her words.

 

“I’m just not feeling well. Because I can’t sleep.”

 

“…Your insomnia still hasn’t gotten better?”

 

When she nodded, Emma looked back and forth between Edelaine and Shane with a face full of things to say. Then she whispered in a low voice.

 

“This isn’t the situation to question things at length, so I’ll let it pass… but you need to come show your face, understand?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Emma let out a long sigh and stroked Edelaine’s gaunt cheek. Then she walked toward Empress Viola with reluctant steps.

 

It was fortunate that Gregory, Patrick, and Jeff hadn’t come to this place.

 

Because it was Emma, she suppressed her anger to that extent, but they wouldn’t have been stopped by just a few words from Edelaine.

 

Edwin said.

 

“Just so you don’t misunderstand, I was surprised too. You surprise me every time I see you.”

 

“That’s an honor…”

 

To add some exaggeration, Edwin looked more surprised than the first day he met Edelaine after she had returned alive.

 

He knew she looked haggard, but he didn’t know she would be in such a pitiful state that even someone uninterested in others’ health would be shocked.

 

“That wasn’t a compliment.”

 

“I know.”

 

“If Genevieve had seen this, she would have burst into tears first. Consider it fortunate that she’s not here.”

 

At those words, this time Edelaine was startled.

 

“Isn’t Genevieve coming?”

 

“The Pope’s condition isn’t good, so she was called away at dawn. It’s not exactly a place where the Saint is necessary.”

 

Come to think of it, Genevieve’s figure wasn’t visible in the dream either.

 

If Genevieve had been there, even if Shane had suffered fatal injuries, she could have healed him quickly, but at that time she had only held him and cried.

 

‘I’ve put in a request to Lucian through Lloyd, so I should be able to prevent the accident.’

 

In a scene where crowds gathered, it wouldn’t be strange for any kind of accident to occur.

 

She didn’t want to owe Lucian any more debts, but she couldn’t find a more useful card than him.

 

What she needed to confirm was who would be watching her at the exact time the accident occurred.

 

Even though she had prepared countermeasures, she couldn’t be certain how things would turn out.

 

Whatever the cause, Shane in the dream had been injured.

 

She wouldn’t do anything dangerous either, but to prevent Shane from getting hurt, they both needed to be in a safe place.

 

Edelaine tightly held Shane’s arm and clung close to him.

 

***

 

Edwin snorted coldly.

 

“He’s absolutely thrilled.”

 

Happy that Edelaine had clung to him first.

 

Throughout their entire engagement period, this was the first time Edelaine had leaned close to Shane first in front of people.

 

Honey was practically dripping from Shane’s eyes as he looked at Edelaine clinging to his arm. Just watching made one’s mouth feel sweet.

 

The haggard Edelaine looked so tired she seemed ready to collapse at any moment.

 

Since just a month ago, Edelaine had been navigating Delmez’s social circles like her own front yard, people couldn’t help but be shocked at her changed appearance. The Edelaine of then and the Edelaine of now seemed like almost different people.

 

Had she looked healthy but actually been sick?

 

Was it aftereffects of resurrection? Surely not.

 

Could a person change that much in just about a month?

 

There were many people who wanted to immediately interrogate them about what had happened.

 

But no one could approach them.

 

‘What am I looking at here.’

 

The love story of the Blancarde Duke and Duchess had already swept through Delmez once, causing quite a stir.

 

Rather than stories about the Saint’s miracles or resurrection, people poured greater interest into the cold Blancarde Duke’s love story.

 

A love waited for five years, a seat left empty for a woman who might never wake up.

 

The Blancarde Duke, who had never engaged in social activities, followed wherever his wife went, so they seemed to get along well at first glance.

 

At first, that is.

 

But Shane Blancarde never smiled even when he was stuck right next to his wife.

 

Unlike his wife who smiled brightly wherever she went, he always had a sullen face as if his mood was perpetually sour. Then at some point, as if his patience had worn thin, he would often whisk his wife away and disappear.

 

Edwin was certain that Edelaine whispering with someone or getting close to them was the trigger, but to those who didn’t know better, he would have seemed like a husband who couldn’t tolerate his wife’s behavior. He also seemed to have trouble handling his sociable wife’s personality.

 

Of course, Edelaine Bertrand didn’t seem to match Shane Blancarde very well either.

 

Shane Blancarde would soon realize that emotions and reality were different things.

 

Indeed, there was no combination more mismatched than Shane Blancarde and ‘love.’

 

Shane was a person who disliked people and was ruthless and cold.

 

An arrogant person who looked down on people with a bored face as if the world was nothing but tedious – and love?

 

Such a thing couldn’t be possible.

 

People made secret bets about when Shane Blancarde would tire of his wife and return to his true partner, the Saint.

 

But what was that again.

 

‘He’s smiling…’

 

‘He’s grinning…’

 

‘He’s absolutely thrilled…’

 

He hadn’t done anything special.

 

His wife had simply leaned against his arm as if feeling dizzy.

 

That was all, yet Shane couldn’t contain his laughter.

 

“How unusual for you to act spoiled, Edelaine.”

 

“Ah, I’m feeling dizzy… Is it uncomfortable? Should I move away?”

 

“No. Stay like that.”

 

He’s smiling again…

 

Grinning again…

 

He must be crazy…

 

The people who witnessed this bizarre scene froze in terror.

 

***

 

“Kaitlyn, what are you doing?”

 

“Ah.”

 

“This isn’t the time to be spacing out like that.”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

“Don’t apologize, come here. Stand next to me.”

 

The face of Mia, the fifth princess of Brubewinn, was clearly tense.

 

“I feel like my heart’s going to burst.”

 

“Human hearts don’t burst easily, Your Highness.”

 

“You’re so cold… How can you be like that?”

 

“Well, Your Highness has the possibility of being chosen as the Empire’s Crown Princess, but I don’t. I’m just here on a tour of a distant foreign country.”

 

“You never know.”

 

Kaitlyn looked at Mia with pity as she spoke such naive words.

 

There was absolutely no way the Empire’s Crown Prince would take a princess from a poor country like the Kingdom of Brubewinn as his consort.

 

‘I suppose dreaming is free.’

 

The likely Crown Princess candidates would be princesses or duchesses from other countries who came on the same ship. But that was fine by Kaitlyn.

 

The large ship gradually came to a stop.

 

At the front of the welcoming crowd stood the Crown Prince and Empress of the Greenwinsor Empire.

 

Kaitlyn quickly spotted a face she had often seen in newspapers.

 

It was the Blancarde Duke, the Saint’s Protector.

 

The romantic rumors between the Blancarde Duke and the Saint were as famous as they were old.

 

Though they had each married others, there were stories that they had chosen second-best options to fulfill their duty of purifying the continent. Kaitlyn believed those rumors had credibility.

 

She would kill the people the Saint cherished one by one, then slowly drain her blood to death.

 

Kaitlyn had come here to kill the Saint, her twin brother’s enemy.

 

Her adoptive parents had angrily told her not to do anything foolish, but Kaitlyn simply couldn’t stay still. So she had defied their opposition, became Princess Mia’s maid, and followed her all the way to Delmez, the capital of Greenwinsor.

 

Unlike her twin brother Keith, Kaitlyn lacked skill in sophisticated techniques. Instead, her magical power was twice his. She could control any number of people within her line of sight.

 

It was disappointing that she couldn’t see anyone who appeared to be the Saint from a quick scan, but she should still give the greeting she had prepared.

 

When she made eye contact with a man standing near precariously stacked materials, his eyes became cloudy.

 

All that man had to do was push over those materials.

 

It would serve as both a minor accident and a greeting.

 

However, the staggering man soon collapsed with a thud.

 

Kaitlyn gasped in surprise. Without realizing it, she took a step toward the railing, but Princess Mia pulled her back.

 

“Kaitlyn, do you see? He’s so handsome…”

 

“Pardon?”

 

At that moment, she almost made eye contact with an expressionless boy standing behind the collapsed man.

 

Fortunately, she wasn’t caught, but there was something unsettling about that boy. Kaitlyn stared for a long time at the back of the boy carrying the man away.

 

She only turned her head after Princess Mia pulled her again.

 

“That must be him. He’s much more handsome than in the photos.”

 

“Ah…”

 

“They call him the Saint’s Protector, the one who married his fiancée who was thought to be dead.”

 

“You mean the Blancarde Duke.”

 

“That fiancée was also said to have died protecting the Saint, but she was actually alive. It’s like some old fairy tale…”

 

Kaitlyn awakened old memories.

 

Her adoptive parents had said the Saint must be killed before her awakening. Whether real or fake, they said the bud must be cut early.

 

So they sent an assassin, but instead of the Saint, someone else died.

 

That was that woman.

 

The first obstacle was that woman.

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