Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 115

§ 115. Scarzzapino (2)

“Yes, that Prince Mores… … .”

Ricardo, who heard the whole story from Isabella, nodded.

“Wow. “To reject my Bella, the flower of flowers with both beauty and intelligence, the most beautiful in the ecliptic, it seems that she has not yet recovered from the aftereffects of the fever.”

Isabella frowned as she rubbed her goosebumps on her arms.

“… “I think my brother sometimes says disgusting things without thinking about it.”

“Would you just call me sensitive? And you’re not wrong, right? Rumors are even spreading among VIPs from abroad. In Delcross’s salon, there is an elegant flower that catches everyone’s attention… … .”

“Brother Ricardo!”

Ricardo smiled slyly at his younger sister, who couldn’t help but frown and widened her eyes.

“Well, come to think of it, there were rumors that people have changed quite a bit recently. I don’t know if there has been some kind of change of heart. “That’s because that friend hasn’t been coming to Dotong Town House these days.”

“Hasn’t your brother seen him recently?”

“Unfortunately, that is the case. “I can’t go, so that friend has to come, but even though I send out invitations to the meeting every week, there is no response at all.”

In the past, Prince Mores would often come to the Scarzapino mansion at Ricardo’s invitation.

That’s what Isabella finds fascinating. Prince Mores and Ricardo are friends who interact on a fairly regular basis.

Although the age difference was quite large and their reputations were polar opposites, she could not even guess what brought these two people, who seemed to have nothing in common, together.

“Why do you hang out with such a bastard, brother?”

Ricardo laughed happily at her question.

“That’s how you see him too. But would you be able to say that even if you knew what the prince saw in his eyes? “The deeper you get to know him, the more interesting he becomes.”

Riccardo, who said something vaguely, was lost in thought for a moment while stroking his handsome, smooth chin.

“okay. Anyway, the important thing now is the partner who will escort you. It’s okay to call him my minister, but what do you think about Archduke Sigismund? “Wouldn’t you be the most suitable partner for my beautiful Bella, the best flower in society?”

“… … .”

Isabella was speechless.

For a moment, she suspected that her clever brother was making fun of her again.

… Really that Archduke Sigismund?

“okay. I recently had a chance to become quite close with that friend. He probably won’t refuse my offer. How are you feeling?”

If what Ricardo said was true, Isabella had no reason to decline.

While the people that the nobles of the Imperial Capital yearned for the most were Princess Amelia and Isabella, the people that the ladies of the Imperial Capital dreamed of most were Prince Logan and Orden Sigismund.

I don’t want to admit it, but to be honest, I had to see him as being on a different level from Isabella.

Although she is a wealthy person, unlike herself, who is subtly looked down upon as the daughter of a wealthy man who exiled himself from Ortona, she is the eldest son of a great noble family and the best disciple of Balthazar, the greatest knight on the continent.

He is a genius swordsman who has conquered swordsmanship competitions in many countries, and is like an idol to the Confucius and aspiring knights of Delcross. He is a celebrity who is on par with Prince Logan, who is predicted to be the next successful person.

If she can be with him, Isabella will probably become the lady who attracts the most attention at the birthday party!

The fact that she had been rejected by Prince Mores no longer remained in her mind.

“… okay. “I’m also happy that my pretty little sister likes it.”

Ricardo looked at Isabella’s flushed face and smiled knowingly.

And the next day.

Isabella was excited and headed to Rue d’Este after receiving a letter from Orden Sigismund asking her to follow the dress code.

* * *

The atmosphere in the imperial palace had been strangely excited since morning.

This is because the 3rd princess Sisley returned last night.

There was no grand triumphal ceremony like when Logan returned, but the return of the young saint whom the Empire was proud of was good news for everyone.

And Seongjin blinked as he faced the little girl who came to see him with Amelia in the morning.

Clear gray eyes that feel somewhat familiar.

Long hair that shines silver.

A girl with a pretty face like a piece of crystal delicately polished by a god was standing there, holding a small book with both hands, looking intently at Seongjin’s face.

“It’s been a while, Brother Mores. “Something has changed a lot.”

Brother.

Seongjin felt something new at that very unfamiliar title. Now that I think about it, I’m sure Mores has a younger brother.

Until now, the twins he had called younger brothers always tried to match him, didn’t they?

“Um, hi.”

Seongjin awkwardly waved his hand at the girl.

“therefore… Was it Sisley? sorry. Actually, I recently came down with a fever… … .”

“know. You say you have no memory? Amelia heard from her sister. “You must have had a hard time.”

“… … .”

The girl who spoke kind words with a somewhat dull facial expression gave me a strange sense of discomfort.

“I heard a lot of stories on the way. “Brother, I heard your performance was amazing the other day?”

“uh?”

“That’s great. He must have been busy getting up from his sick bed and getting his body back on track, as well as training and managing a department dedicated to monsters. “I saw it again.”

“… … .”

I can’t get used to the incongruity between those thoughtful words and the expressionless face!

What is this? Is it a robot?

At that time, Sisley tilted his head and asked.

“But brother, what is that next to you?”

“… … !”

Oops! Come to think of it, this girl is a saint!

I could feel the devil trembling in my head.

It seemed possible for a cardinal-level high-ranking priest to detect the presence of the Demon King, even if only faintly, no matter how sacred the barrier was.

Didn’t Logan also tell Seongjin a while ago that he felt something wrong next to him?

In that case, it is impossible for a saintess who boasts the highest divine power among the children of the Holy Emperor to notice the demon lord!

What should I do with this? What if they try to exorcise the demon lord right away?

Seongjin was very nervous. However, contrary to his worries, the girl just spoke with an indifferent expression, as if it was no big deal.

“You’re wearing something really strange, too. “I don’t remember reading that there is such a thing.”

“… … .”

“Anyway, watch out for high priests. Especially Cardinal Benitus. “Maybe you guys will notice right away.”

Despite her title as a saint, Sisley did not seem to be a very devout servant of the main god, leaving the devil alone.

Well, isn’t that the same for His Majesty the Holy Emperor, who is said to be God’s representative?

While I was convinced, Sisley suddenly asked an unexpected question.

“By the way, Brother Mores, what is your ideal type?”

… huh?

“Do you like a woman who is pure, kind, and understands your pain?”

… uh?

“Do you think you’re attracted to a woman with dark hair and an exotic appearance?”

“… what?”

I can’t understand the context at all!

Seongjin was embarrassed, but Sisley just said what he wanted to say with an expression as inorganic as a statue. Looking at his face alone, it can be said that he is a very talkative person.

“You have to be careful with that kind of woman. okay? Even though she desperately wants to be popular with everyone, she will only be at a loss if she doesn’t look after her brother. “You could say she is the woe of the sub.”

“… excuse me?”

“Oh, I stopped by today to say hello. “I have to go to the main palace and then immediately go to work at the Orthodox Church, so I’ll go there first.”

“Oh yeah. “Go ahead.”

“So goodbye. See you later, brother.”

Sisley just said what he had to say and quickly disappeared.

He was still holding the small book tightly in his arms.

… What was that?

Seongjin, dumbfounded, was looking blankly in the direction where the girl had disappeared. Amelia, who had been watching them silently, smiled brightly.

“I think this is the first time the two of you have talked so affectionately. After all, family is a good thing.”

… I’m glad you seemed friendly, sister.

* * *

Ahead of the birthday party, the busiest place in the imperial capital was by far D’Este Street, where costume shops were gathered.

Designers and seamstresses with dark circles down to their chins were frantically editing and tinkering with their outfits all night long, making the streets of d’Este brightly lit even at dawn, reminiscent of a nighttime castle.

Usually, banquet dresses are ordered with plenty of time to spare, but the problem is that with many banquet schedules rushing at the same time, there are many cases where the costumes that have been sewn have to be modified again. This is because it was common for partners to change right before the banquet, whether for personal reasons or family circumstances.

In such cases, the design usually had to be modified to match the clothing room of the higher-ranking one of the two. And it was no exception for Isabella Scarzapino, who was called the flower of society.

Isabella entered the entrance of Salon De Mercy, a men’s clothing store, with her clothing designer.

“Oh my, Lady Scarzzapino!”

Several ladies were sitting in the dressing room chatting, and when they saw Isabella, they got up in surprise. Like Isabella, these girls suddenly changed partners.

They also seemed to guess why Isabella came to the men’s clothing store and asked.

“Aren’t you going to attend the birthday party with Prince Mores this year?”

“Yes, that is what happened.”

“oh… … .”

The ladies’ eyes sparkled.

If he was enough to make Isabella come to the men’s clothing room, he would definitely not be of low status.

“I’m curious. “Who will be the lucky prince who will escort the beautiful Lady Scarzzapino?”

“Hoho, I’ll be able to see you soon, so I’ll leave it for you to enjoy later.”

Isabella smiled and sat down with graceful movements.

The girls, who could see the strange confidence in her attitude, stopped asking any more questions and started talking again.

“Anyway, have you heard the news? “That young lady from the Valois family.”

“Ah, you mean the little girl who was talking about marriage with the 3rd prince?”

“Yes, from what I heard, she sends flowers to Jinju Palace every day with the utmost care.”

“yes?”

She was flipping through the design book, pretending not to be interested, but Isabella’s ears had already pricked up and she was listening to their story.

A young lady asked with a very pitiful look on her face.

“Well, has she ever met Prince Mores in person? I wonder if that poor little girl is mistaken about something… … .”

“They say that’s not the case. Rumor has it that she visits the Jinju Palace every week, has tea with the prince, and talks about her affectionately.”

“Oh my goodness! oh my god! “It is truly true love that transcends appearances!”

“The young lady is truly amazing.”

And they burst into laughter as if it was cute.

Isabella swallowed a bitter laugh inside as she listened to the women chatting. It was as if she had been placed on the same level as that cute little girl.

Despite being considered the flower of society and one of the most beautiful women in Delcross, Isabella will probably never end up with someone like Prince Logan.

An exiled nobleman of Ortona and a wealthy man who accumulated a large amount of wealth through the civil war.

The humiliating nickname of a rich woman who made her fortune by selling her country, who had no status whatsoever and had nothing to show for it but money, always followed her around.

The only reason why such marriage talks between her and the royal family were possible was because Prince Mores was a disgrace to the royal family and an unsightly bastard.

And Prince Mores, the subject of those marriage talks, was well aware of this fact and would have always looked at Isabella with those eyes.

With eyes that do not feel any emotion and look endlessly down as if looking at a small object.

Isabella bit her lip without realizing it.

But her thoughts no longer continued.

One of the ladies was startled and then made a fuss while pointing to the entrance to the Salon de Mercy.

“oh! What happened? Hey, it’s Princess Amelia and Prince Mores!”

fantasy,