Episode 227. The Last of the Festival (1)
As the day grew darker, the guests in the village began to return to their homes one by one.
Fortunately, there were no casualties, but the fact remains that lives were in danger.
For example, it wasn’t just the people in this village.
A giant head that Machia dropped from the sky. If it had hit the ground, all the people of the empire would have died.
So it’s obvious that by now, anger and resentment will be pouring out from all over the continent.
That resentment did not subside even after Machia was captured, and it was so intense that it could only be quelled by the destruction of his clan.
“What happened?”
“Everyone was shouting in unison that Mirona should be arrested immediately and taken to the gallows.”
Lyman told what had happened at the meeting with the distinguished guests.
Naturally, Princess Mirona had to be at the center of it all, and Lyman had to be by her side to protect her.
This was because the nobles, blinded by anger, were glaring as if they were ready to grab their weapons at any moment.
“No, in fact, anger is just an excuse. Strictly speaking, the Emperor’s position is gone now. So, isn’t it time to decide who should take his place?”
Yes, the higher the nobility, the higher the position they desire.
I have never lost that mindset because I have worked my whole life to get to that position.
Now that the Emperor’s throne is gone, everyone will be busy looking at each other to see who will sit on it.
“First of all, in order to ascend to the throne, you need political standing. The person who handles the aftermath of this incident most wisely will be able to obtain a good standing. Of course…”
If you just handle things wisely on the outside, people will naturally support you.
If you just bring forward the key witnesses in this case and judge them, you can be praised for doing a very good job.
It is natural that they currently have a deep resentment towards the royal family, but they were originally jealous of the royal family.
Since such an emperor showed an opening and fell, it is natural that they would rush to devour his corpse.
Even his blood relative, the princess, cannot escape their teeth.
Since they are related by blood, if they are held accountable and purged, they will receive enormous political praise.
“Besides, look at the scale of what that bastard Emperor did. If he had done it to just this village, it wouldn’t matter. He tried to destroy the entire continent.”
“I understand being angry… but now that I think about it, I guess I was just looking for something to be angry about.”
There is no such thing as absolute belief in the world.
Nothing is perfect, everything is mediocre, so they are just a bunch of people who are just waiting for an opportunity.
From a visual perspective, they may appear as pests or as trash.
“Princess Mirona must have fought to the death. She was one of the heroes who saved his life, so how can she be treated like this?”
When I asked him that, Lyman sighed deeply and said,
“That’s what it means to be human. Currently, Mirona, who is the bloodline of Machia, is nothing more than a political device from their perspective. They are a people who always compare themselves to others and feel inferior.”
Humans feel unhappy when they look upon beings superior to themselves.
The reason they are raising their voices now is not because they are certain that Mirona is a danger, but rather because they are simply trying to overcome the inferiority complex they have had until now.
Otherwise, there would be no way they would use her, who fought to protect them, in such a way.
So Lyman said with an expression that seemed to have suppressed his anger until now.
“I guess I stopped the meteor for nothing.”
“Don’t joke around. If you do, I’ll be dead too.”
“Are you kidding?”
“….”
Lyman’s remark sent shivers down my spine.
From my perspective, having experienced the bad ending, it just cannot be conveyed in empty words.
These are the words that came out of Lyman’s mouth, who had lived for 300 years.
It would mean that humans have not changed at all over the long years.
“But no matter what they do, it will be impossible for them to cut off Mirona’s head. With the Emperor now down, Gerard is the most powerful man in the Empire.”
Yes, people have already started talking about who will be the next emperor.
If we were to pick the number one candidate, it would obviously be Gerard Chainsilver, and it wouldn’t be strange for him to become Emperor right now.
If only he had his power, Mirona would never be targeted by them.
He is also a hero who protected the village and the nobles, so he is still highly praised, unlike Mirona who has dirty blood flowing from her.
“Besides, Mirona herself said this.”
Lyman told her what he had said on the spot.
First, he declared that he had renounced the imperial family and that he had no interest in the struggle for imperial power from the beginning.
When the nobleman asked her how she would pay for the sins of her father, she said:
-I will definitely live. I will not run away from anything anymore, and I will not leave.
She was reminded of her past life when she lived as Saint Mary.
Eventually, memories of your previous life and the life before that will begin to surface.
From the first time to the last fifth time. The moment all those memories come back, the curse is activated and you die from an unknown illness.
“But since that guy Machia can’t do anything, nothing big will happen anymore. All that’s left is to live diligently until graduation next year.”
“The hero who saved the continent from destruction is being treated like a mere student. Isn’t that a bit disappointing?”
“It’s a shame. What if I reveal that and rumors about Alighieri being related to the devil start spreading again?”
Even if we were to prevent destruction, it wouldn’t necessarily be a good thing.
In fact, you can tell just by looking at Chapter 5 of the main story.
Because Lyman’s true identity was revealed, Alighieri suffered a series of blows and ended up on the verge of closure.
“If we rush ahead and step on a landmine, who will take responsibility?”
“….”
“Still, I don’t regret it at all. I made up with the younger brother I know a little while ago.”
I could immediately tell that the younger brother was Gerard.
Lyman seemed relieved, free from the regret over their long-ago mistake that had led to their separation.
It was a bit of a rough day because of those noble guys, but it wasn’t a bad day.
“But I wanted to ask this all along…”
“what?”
“What’s wrong with your face?”
Lyman questions my swollen, bruised face.
In fact, all these wounds that existed before we even talked were my karma.
“It looks like you got punched in the face. How did that happen?”
“There are good reasons for that.”
This is the result of lying for fun and then crossing the line.
I was too embarrassed to put that fact into words.
“Anyway, I’m going to go check out Miro again. Don’t be an idiot and ask me to stay by your side or something.”
“Oh~”
When I heard that, I felt strangely excited and impressed.
Lyman raised his eyebrows at my seductive tone.
“Hey, what on earth does that sound mean?”
“I’m rooting for you.”
When I showed him my smiling face, the guy suddenly raised his fist.
“Do you think you’ll come to your senses if you get another bruise?”
“….”
“If you don’t want to get beat up, stay quiet, you swindler.”
And then Lyman disappears in an instant.
Oh, you’re being so embarrassing. Do you think I don’t know that you’ve been struggling for 300 years to save that heroine?
Anyway, since dinner time was approaching soon, I passed the student union building and headed to the plaza.
When we got there, there was a large mat spread out there.
“Welcome, brother-in-law. I have just prepared a banquet.”
There I could see Bayman, who treated me like a butler.
It seemed like they were waiting for me, laying out a mat with a lot of luxurious food on it.
The way he looked at me also seemed quite eager.
The area around the mat was guarded like an iron wall by golems that followed him.
“What are you doing?”
It was definitely a hospitality attitude, but I wanted to ask why he was doing it this way.
And as expected…
“He is going to be my brother-in-law from now on, so this level of treatment is basic.”
“….”
“Come on, sit down quickly. You’ll get cold if you keep doing this.”
Is that really that gloomy, mechanically-minded loser?
When I heard that a guy like that liked Amy, I couldn’t help but laugh because it was so ridiculous.
Amy also had a pleased expression on her face, as if she liked the guy.
I never would have guessed that I would like a muscular version of Amy.
“But who cooked this?”
“My golems made it themselves! Since they referenced the skills of the cooking club members, the taste will be excellent.”
Did you copy the cooking style and attach it to the golem?
To use such skills and alchemy, only the most skilled people in the empire would be able to do so.
Thinking about it now, it was a guy I would have regretted throwing away.
“Then where…”
I took a bite of the steak in my lunch box.
The moment the aroma of meat melting in your mouth is conveyed…
“Ohhhh… Ohhhh!”
“How does it taste!”
As Bayman’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, I smiled and took a bite of the food.
“You should try it too.”
“Yes, then…”
The guy, just like me, ate the cube steak with a fork.
“how is it?”
“hmm…”
Then he left a brief comment on the dish he had made.
“Not really.”
“Yeah, Inma!”
I punched Bayman in the back of the head as he laughed at that.
It’s much more beneficial to just go back to your room and eat whatever Ruska makes for you.
* * * * *
1 In the courtyard of the palace, a girl was swinging a sword.
Jenny Chainsilver was busy practicing as usual, but today’s training was more like a check-up rather than a bone-crushing workout.
It wasn’t about how much one’s skills had improved.
It was almost like checking if there was any hesitation in his mind.
WHEEW!-
Her sword, draped in blue, calls forth the wind.
And the red energy surrounded the black energy, creating a new shape.
A smile appeared on Jenny’s lips as she felt the power of blue and red mixed together.
It felt as if someone invisible was holding the sword with me.
“You always practice like this here.”
Gerard approached her to check on his daughter.
As his father, he could tell that even though he was using the Silver Age, he no longer had an ounce of fear in him.
“What about Ray?”
“I’m going to be playing with a girl named Amy right now. And I’m planning on going back with Ray tomorrow. This incident has given me more work to do.”
Jenny’s expression brightened naturally at the fact that Radon’s younger brother was playing with Ray.
Even without that, Jenny’s heart couldn’t help but feel light.
“There’s one thing I want to ask you, Dad.”
When Gerard asked what it was, Jenny took off the pendant hanging from her neck.
That’s what I’m talking about.
“Until now, I’ve been obsessed with the guilt that my mother died because of me. Until recently, I was anxious that she might appear in my dreams.”
The pendant with the blue gem was stained with red blood, and the blue glow was mixed with red hues.
“But my mother didn’t stick to me like a ghost… rather, I was the one who kept her.”
Wouldn’t it be less guilt-inducing if I had at least this necklace?
Wouldn’t that be the only way to live your life without forgetting your mother and remembering her?
Otherwise, wouldn’t I just become an ugly me who doesn’t admit to my mistakes back then?
Jenny created an alter ego of her mother every time she wanted to escape from the darkness.
I consoled myself by keeping it my whole life, but in reality, it was an act of dragging my mother’s soul away and holding it back.
Because I wanted to be forgiven.
but…
“Enough, I want to let you go, Mom.”
Gerard smiled bitterly with a deep expression on his face at his daughter’s words.
I don’t know what happened in this incident, but Gerard respected his daughter’s choice.
“Then I want to send this father along too.”
Gerard touched the relic of his wife that his daughter was holding.
A pendant that I gave my wife as a gift at our wedding a long time ago. It was damaged here and there, perhaps because it had been by my daughter’s side all this time.
The old appearance reminded me of my wife, physically and mentally tattered from a rough fight.
Slurp-
The relics of such a mother were frozen by the hands of her daughter. The pain that had been hurt here and there seemed to have stopped as it froze.
Gerard injected magic into the frozen pendant. Then, like the gently piled up snow, the pendant began to gradually turn into granules.
And it becomes a blue particle and flies towards the sky.
The will of Leila Chainsilver, which was tied inside the necklace, left this world like that.
But I had no regrets.
Because I was happy until the end… and…
“Thank you for loving me until the moment I die.”
Her spirit was inherited by a child who was more brilliant than her…
Surviving as an Academy Fraudster
