48. It’s Been a Month since Then
A month had passed since the turmoil happened.
Meanwhile, Lynchgiham was busy dealing with Alberto’s case.
Alberto was directly cross-examined by the knight leader, Mr. Adolf. It seemed that he was trying to extract more information… the situation didn’t seem to be very good.
“The bastard didn’t even say a word. As expected of an SS-class adventurer.”
When I talked to Mr. Adolf, his face distorted with regret.
“Does that mean there’s no progress?”
“No, but if I work at drawing the information little by little, it seems like it will work… that’s why, I can’t act hastily. It’ll be troublesome if he were to die by mistake.”
Hmm… I wondered if Alberto wasn’t being straightforward.
He was tempted by the fake saint Leticia and distributed cursed items in Lynchgiham.
However, it seemed that something had spoiled Leticia’s mood, which caused her to discard him.
The result was last month’s violence.
That was all he knew, but there was no conclusive evidence to back up his testimony.
It seemed that Lynchgiham wanted to issue an immediate protest, but it was an international state affair.
They couldn’t move as they pleased.
“Adolf is also having a hard time.”
“Well, if you give me a little more time, surely, I can get something out. Until then, we can only be patient. I’m sure Eliane is full of anticipation, but please wait a little longer.”
“Ara~ I don’t have any problem with that.”
I smiled bitterly.
In fact, by repelling the strong curse which had been applied to Alberto, the curse should’ve bounced back to Leticia by now.
Unfortunately, I didn’t know what kind of fate has befallen her, but surely, it couldn’t be good.
That alone was enough.
Hence why, I left the matter with Alberto to the knights.
On the other hand, for the past month, I had been playing with both Ralph and Cecily.
I hadn’t forgotten about Douglas.
Douglas was the dragon whom I used to telepathically converse with back in my former kingdom. For some reason, he was now happily living with us in Lynchgiham.
An evil person—I meant, dragon, he might not be, but he often teased me.
Well, of course, I wasn’t actually troubled.
I actually enjoyed it.
Since my oppression within my former kingdom, my days had become filled with fun—the biggest change was;
“Eliane’s cookies are really delicious.”
Nigel talked to me while eating cookies.
“I’m glad that you’re happy to eat them.”
“What are you saying? Of course, I’d be happy being able to eat such delicious food every day. Isn’t it time consuming to make these cookies?”
“No, it’s no big deal, because I love baking sweets.”
“Is that so? Now that I heard that, I feel better.”
Nigel then took a bite of a star-shaped cookie.
It was a cookie with strawberry jam kneaded into it. I was really confident about that one.
Would Nigel realize the difference…?
He was screaming.
“Eliane, what’s wrong? It looks like you’re thinking about something…”
“…Well, as long as it’s nothing.”
Nigel gave me a dubious look.
—he was the first prince of the kingdom. In the future, he’d represent the kingdom.
At the same time, he was also my fiancé.
Ah! To say it myself like that was kind of embarrassing!
That was right.
I was the fiancée of the prince of that kingdom! I had to emphasize that.
Back in my former kingdom, I was engaged to Prince Claude due to being a saint.
However, he threw tantrum at every little thing, not to mention, his arrogance reached that of the high heaven. Nigel was the exact opposite of him.
Nigel was always kind—his personality was just right for a prince.
Moreover, he was very beautiful.
I was engaged with him—even when saying it myself like that, I still couldn’t believe it.
While pondering about that, a person entered from the hallway and knocked on the door.
It was Abby, the maid.
“Abby, what’s wrong?”
When asked by Nigel, Abby’s face remained unfazed.
“Actually, I received a report from the gatekeeper… it seems that they’ve picked up a boy who has collapsed.”
“It’s an incident that shouldn’t be reported to Your Highness, but the boy is proclaiming to be a ‘king’. Moreover, he’s looking for a healer…”
I turned at Abby’s words.
“Could he be…”
“He can’t be Prince Claude, right, Abby?”
“Prince Claude… certainly, he’s the prince of that other kingdom? No, certainly not. If he were indeed Prince Claude, we’d be in an uproar.”
The word ‘king’ alerted me, but I didn’t feel any unpleasant premonitions.
Not to mention, Claude wasn’t so young that he’d be referred to as a ‘boy’. Also, it was impossible for him to collapse.
He was a man who’d secure his own safety even if the citizens of his kingdom were to starve to death.
I didn’t know what was going on in my kingdom right now, but considering his personality, it was unbelievable for him to come here alone.
There was no doubt he’d have prepared an unnecessarily large troop.
“Alright, for the time being, we shall listen to his story.”
“Please give me a moment.”
Abby bowed her head.
“Nigel, can I go too?”
“Yes. I’m curious.”
From Abby’s story, I concluded that he wasn’t in good shape.
My healing magic might be useful.
“I understand. Let’s go, Eliane.”
We decided to head to the main gate of Lynchgiham.
***T/N: I was 99% it was Claude.
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