158. The Battle Maiden is Raising a Black Dragon (48)
“Say yes at once! Do you want to make Hadith cry!? Yet you still call yourself his older brother—!?”
“Y, Your Highness Listeard!”
His damned half-brother grabbed him by the collar and shook him. From his side, the abominable girl stopped him.
“We were supposed to follow His Majesty in secret…!!”
The girl’s name was called by Hadith. The girl immediately straightened her posture and stared back at him.
“…Did you, hear everything?”
“I, I haven’t!”
“Really? You didn’t? Not at all?”
“Yes! Wow, a peace treaty with Kratos for my marriage…!”
Hadith’s cheeks were dyed red. At the same time, the girl’s cheeks also turned bright red. They both covered their faces with their hands. It seemed that they were both embarrassed.
“Hey, are you listening? Vissel!”
“Stop it already, Listeard. You ruined everything.”
Even his half-sister appeared to stop Listeard.
“So, are the two of you still determined to go on with this quarrel? Shouldn’t the answer be obvious?”
Despite her indecision, she looked dependable only at such times. Vissel pursed his lips.
A cover for his weakness… I made him think like that…
His and his younger brother’s wishes were unknowingly out of sync.
“…If that what Hadith wants, it can’t be helped. After all, he’s my younger brother.”
“Is that true?! You will stop trying to turn him into your idealized version!?”
“I have never planned to do that, not at all. By the way, did you know, Lord Listeard?”
Vissel suddenly pointed at Listeard who had paused.
“I’m one year and four months older than you.”
Elynsia held her laugh. The blushing Listeard tried to argue.
“What!? Is that why I—”
“—Yes, rest assured. I don’t want to go up against you. Our lineages are incompatible. I despised your older brother so much. I truly despised him to the point that I want to spit at him.”
“Y, you, what do you know about my older brother!?”
“I don’t know. I went out of my way to talk to him, a withdrawn prince who whiles away in the library. He always praised his little brother over and over even though my splendid little brother is there. He said to me that once he dies, Hadith would surely be called back, as such, he left the rest to me. What a fool.”
In contrast to the speechless Listeard, Elynsia narrowed her eyes.
“The Rave royal family is my natural enemy.”
His half-sister knew that he hated the Rave royal family.
Yes, Vissel hated the Rave royal family. He wanted to destroy the empire that had rejected his brother.
Be it Hadith, or I, if only we could just laugh and cut them all down, everything would be easy…
His younger brother, who was crouching as he pressed his fingers all the way to the ground, raised his face.
Immediately from his side, the girl—his brother’s wife, his sister-in-law, stood in the way. She seemed intent on protecting him.
“Okay, I understand. If you so desire it, I will follow your choice.”
Hadith’s face was dyed in a joyful color.
It seemed that his little brother never changed.
“Really? Is that alright with my older brother?”
“It is. As long as you’re happy. I just want to be your brother, after all.”
As if he had been emptied out, Hadith fluttered. Vissel continued while staring at him.
May it be transmitted to his younger brother.
“If you want to make peace with Kratos, let’s do it. If you want to dominate the Three Dukes and conquer the empire, let’s do it.”
“T, then, how about marrying Jill? Will you accept it!?”
“There’s no need for that, Your Majesty. I already have the sacred relic.”
The girl said that without hiding her distrust towards Vissel.
At such a time, he had to be an adult. After all, it was for the sake of his cute little brother.
“Of course, I shall acknowledge you. Let’s announce your engagement when you return to the imperial capital. Then, we’ll prepare for the wedding. This is the first time in 300 years since we’ve had a Dragon Princess, after all.”
The girl paled. She seemed to have grasped his true purpose. Vissel then smiled.
“Be it dancing, embroidery, cooking, poetry, and etiquette, you have to excel in all of them. You have to do your best in bride training. You can’t say you can’t.”
“Y, Your Majesty…!?”
The girl caught Hadith’s falling body. As he clung to the girl’s body, he quivered.
“I, I feel sick! It’s getting colder… I’m dying…!”
“Please be firm! Rave, get inside His Majesty body and warm him up! Someone, bring a stretcher!”
That girl could also perceive the Dragon God.
It’s only natural, for she is the Dragon Princess.
Listeard, Elynsia, and everyone else came to help his fallen younger brother.
It was possible for them to be together regardless of what Vissel had to say.
Vissel left the place after leaving some instructions for the clean up, feeling like he wanted to see the scene and that he didn’t want to see it.
The reconstruction of Radea; reformation of the imperial army; mediation with the Three Dukes—who had yet to approve of Hadith; negotiations with Kratos—…
Even if policies were to be changed 180 times, there was still a lot of work to do.
There’d be more people who’d betray Hadith.
He didn’t believe anything had changed.
Ah, but let’s meet the fiancée who he had never met, with the intention of getting rid of her someday.
The world where the sun rose and set didn’t change. But Vissel looked up towards the sky, thinking that there were things he could change with his own hands.
***T/N: Vissel: Time to get hitched and experience what it means to simp, ig…
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