21.1 When the World Changes
“—…Highness! Your Highness Leonardo!”
“What have you done, Riol Glen—!?”
“Impossible… how could this be—!?”
Following after the referee teacher’s announcement, people crowded the stage one after another.
“You…! Do you realize the weight of your actions towards the next King…!?”
Walking past the unconscious Leonardo, footsteps were approaching.
“Just you remember this, when His Highness becomes king, your head will fly!”
The scream belonged to Leonardo’s attendant, and also the successor of the Ariarose Family—Edward Ariarose. He was pointing his finger in rage.
“…but, if I lost, I would face permanent exile. That’s also a death sentence in itself. Are you saying that either I lose or win, I’ll be killed?”
Before Sharina could answer, Riol gestured with his hand and moved forward half a step. Such a casual gesture, but it bore an intent to protect Sharina.
“I love you…”
Huh? This somewhat feels like déjà vu…
“Save your quibbles—! The moment you turned the next king into your enemy, you were already done for!”
The finger then pointed at Sharina.
“The same goes for you, bitch! Sharina Clydea! The conniving woman who deceived His Highness! With this, His Highness will finally open his eyes! Prepare yourself, for you have turned the future King into your enemy!”
“That does sound troublesome, better do something about it, I guess.”
“Ha—! To the future King, a poor Baron’s son like you, who lives in the countryside, worth next to nothing—! It’s too late to regret now—!”
Riol made it seem that he was troubled, to which Edward stuck his chest out proudly.
“Then, shall I make it so he doesn’t become the next king…?”
Riol’s air changed completely.
“Scales of Judgement, heed my voice!”
The surrounding atmosphere changed entirely as well.
Something horrible and unknown was approaching from somewhere.
“Wha—!? T, the scales!”
Someone noticed something and raised his voice—his eyes were focused on the balance resting on the table next to the stage. As the scales were tilted to one side, black fog rose.
“The winner is Riol Glen. The loser is Leonardo Randall Ulysia Elgacia. With this, he shall vow to give up his right to the throne and his title as the Crown Prince!”
The Scales of Judgement. An ancient magical instrument. If the loser didn’t follow the conditions set by the winner, then he shall die.
The iconic black fog descended on Leonardo as soon as Riol’s conditions were heard. The people gathered around Leonardo backed away.
“…after all, if I didn’t do this, then both my neck and Sharina’s would be in danger once he ascended the throne. I had no choice.”
The fog’s entirety seeped into Leonardo. Riol then turned to Edward.
“Wha, what have you…”
Edward couldn’t comprehend what was happening to the point his mouth went wide agape.
To put it simply, the overwhelming pillar of authority, which until now was thought to be second to none, had collapsed in an instant.
“D, don’t play around! Insolent fools! By doing this, do you think the Royal Family and the nobles will stay silent—!?”
“Now, I wonder about that.”
Riol responded coolly to the outraged Edward.
“Based on what the Scales of Judgment was used for and why it was subsequently never used again, I wonder if you can still say the same. You didn’t get the permission from His Majesty the King, didn’t you? Since he’s on a trip abroad, you thought it wouldn’t hurt if you borrowed it for a bit.”
“What are you implying…—”
It seemed that Riol fully hit the mark—Edward seemed terrified.
“To a noble lady who’s already seeing someone, he did nothing but impose his one-sided feelings and attempted to crown her by force. Not only that, he tried to humiliate, beat up—and finally, kill his love rival. All was done through countless power and magic abuses—who would want such a tyrant to be their King?”
The students who gathered around Leonardo heard Riol’s words.
“What do you mean ‘by force’…”
“Imposing his feelings? His Highness? No way…”
“B, but, didn’t they say she was His Highness’ favorite…? Then, this entire situation…”
Their trust in the Kingdom’s Prince began to waver as everyone started getting noisy.
Suddenly, one student raised his hand, full of determination.
“I, all this time, I couldn’t say it, but… Sharina has been bringing a lunch box for that scholarship student… I’ve seen it… they had lunch together in the backyard. To me, they seemed like a good friends… So… if His Highness is indeed imposing his one-sided feelings, then…”
After that, a timid girl also raised her hand. She was in the same class as Sharina. They used to interact normally before the rumors regarding her and Leonardo spread.
“M, me too! Then, the rumors spread, I was too scared to speak…! But, I’ve certainly seen Sharina and that boy on a date in a café…!”
That female student was afraid of inciting the future King’s wrath. She also was scared of being bullied—as such, she kept her mouth shut. The boy nodded in agreement.
In the first place, everyone had seen how Sharina called Riol’s name in desperation when she was convinced Leonardo was going to win. Afterwards, as soon as she found out he was safe, they all saw Sharina rushing forward in joy.
That was probably when everyone started suspecting there was more to the story…
“Th, then, that means…”
In other words, this duel too, happened because of the Prince’s utter selfishness.
Other students, who had begun doubting, immediately believed Riol’s previous statement. They all looked pale.
Could this be the correct way to use the Scales of Judgment?
It certainly was effective, not only for dueling love rivals, but also enemies from any kind of political spectrum.
Without letting go of the chance, Riol immediately raised his voice again.
“Listen well! By abusing these scales to make everything go his way, this person was already showing signs of turning into a power abusing tyrant who cares solely about his own gains, just like the 19th King, who was deprived of his throne by the same scales! Anyone who is still willing to let him be King, raise your hand now!”
Riol’s words were delivered perfectly to everyone who crowded the stage.
No one raised their hand. Everyone kept their gazes lowered. No refute came, either.
This was their chance to return the favor to Leonardo.
***T/N: YES, YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR THRONE AND THE TITLE YOU’RE SO PROUD OF, YOU POWER ABUSING NARCISSHIT FUCK OF A RETARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH WORDS TO EXPRESS THE JOY IMMA FEELIN’ RIGHT NOW, GET WREKT YOU TOXIC ASS PRINCE, GET WREKT!!!!!!!
*me when I read Riol dethroning the fuck out of him:
WELL, WHO’S GOOD IDEA IT WAS TO USE THAT SCALE, HUH–!?