Chapter 254
“Yes, sister.”
Calling her that as before, it felt as if he had returned to the past, a dozen years ago, as if nothing had happened.
“I’ve already killed Icardo. Countless times.”
“Huh?”
Even that emotion disappeared in surprise as Camillo opened her mouth.
“What are you talking about? You’ve already killed him, you say.”
As Ethan asked in surprise, Camillo nodded as if she understood his reaction.
“I was confused, too, just like you. How could that be? A person dies, but the next day they’re perfectly fine and walking around. But it’s what really happened.”
She nodded, frowning. Ethan looked at her with trembling eyes. Camillo had a serious expression, completely devoid of any hint of a joke. She opened her mouth and continued.
“Listen carefully, Ethan. Icardo is fake.”
Camillo’s eyes shone with an unparalleled sharpness, like a soaring hawk.
* * *
Roina swallowed hard and looked ahead. Many maids were bustling about, preparing Roina.
Count Icardo was a middle-aged man with a large build and a very lazy impression. He seemed to be very sensitive to heat, as he constantly wiped his greasy forehead.
He yawned and looked around with listless eyes, then discovered Roina and his eyes widened, and he immediately pointed her out.
‘Bring that woman to my bedroom right away!’
It was accompanied by those words. His gruff voice and waddling gait were still vivid in her mind. People were starving to death outside the palace, yet he could be so obese; it was a pathetic sight.
After that, everything went smoothly. Following some trashy novel he had read, he was spouting some strange logic that he, as the king here, was entitled to rule over the women.
‘It’s been three days, but has the news not arrived yet?’
Roina tilted her head, puzzled. After about three days, news of the Empire’s collapse from the mainland should have arrived, but this man seemed to be completely unaware of it. It was strange.
‘Or is he denying it?’
That was also a possibility. Since it was something that happened far away, there was a possibility that he was thinking complacently that he could just close the palace gates and live as he had been. It seemed unlikely that he would be that foolish, but considering his hazy eyes she had encountered, it was possible. He also seemed to be indiscriminately enjoying d***s that caused hallucinations.
She was troubled. Could this kingdom have crumbled to this state because they couldn’t defeat someone like him? At this rate, Roina’s group might not have needed to come. Roina had such thoughts as she moved for her night with the count.
At that moment, a voice came from outside. It was a strangely familiar voice.
“Step aside. I must inspect the woman entering my father’s room.”
‘Father?’
As Roina looked in that direction with a puzzled face, Neilla, who was next to her, quickly whispered.
“…That’s Count Icardo’s son. I also learned after coming here, but that son is the real power here.”
“This is also my first time seeing his actual form…” Neilla trailed off, and then, the voice of a man who had already come close, separated only by a curtain, was heard.
“Everyone except that woman, step aside.”
Neilla looked at Roina anxiously, then bowed her head and stepped back with the other women.
Roina silently stared at the curtain. It didn’t matter who came. She was planning to completely drive out the count using magic.
His son was no exception. It would be a bit troublesome if she encountered him before seeing the count, but it should be possible if she sneaked in alone.
Soon, the man parted the curtain and walked into the room. It was accompanied by the sound of the fabric brushing.
“…You!!”
Roina involuntarily stood up abruptly.
Golden hair falling smoothly. Eyes that looked blue and clear. A beauty more beautiful than a woman, but recognizable as a man through his tall height and thick lines.
“Heh, Roina. How have you been?”
It was because the man who parted the curtain and entered the room looked exactly like Crown Prince Roberto.
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