Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 168

§ 168. Warning (1)

That evening, the final banquet of the three-day birthday banquet was held.

The banquet that day was held in a fairly calm atmosphere. Since most people had already exchanged greetings, it was now time to have a more in-depth political conversation.

Seongjin formally introduced Prince Labizzuri and Charles to Amelia.

“You sent me a precious gift, Prince Labizuri. “As I was only looking at the flower buds in the greenhouse, I actually missed the gorgeous news of spring coming to the garden.”

“no. Wouldn’t the scent of some flowers become colorless next to you? “Now I realize that my preparation was inadequate.”

The two people seemed to be able to communicate quite well and chatted amicably.

When Amelia was with her siblings, she often expressed her true feelings in a friendly tone.

However, in official settings, she was surprisingly good at an aristocratic speaking style full of rhetoric.

Now that I think about it, she once said this to Seongjin.

-People like to hide their true feelings behind flower language or flowery language. But in most cases, it’s not that you’re really trying to hide it, but you’re hoping that the other person will naturally recognize it.

I heard that she was shy and didn’t do much social activities, but now that I looked at her, it was surprising to see that she seemed older than Isabella, the queen of social circles.

by the way.

‘That guy is subtly appealing to the Prince of Brittany again.’

Seongjin glared at Charles with a sullen expression. I didn’t really like it because it was obvious that that snobby kid was trying to push for a national marriage between Delcross and Brittany.

[Why are you making such a fuss after introducing it?]

‘Well, if there’s something you want from Brittany, you’ll definitely get something from them too.’

Like the engagement of that guy Mores who ‘just talks’.

Moreover, I somehow got the feeling that Amelia wanted to build up a wide range of connections at this birthday party. Especially the nobles of Rohan and Brittany. Since Seongjin had a lot of connections that could help him, he was able to put up with things that were a little unpleasant. From what I heard, the Marquis de L’Aviguri seems to be from a fairly powerful family in Brittany.

‘Besides, whoever you talk to will be better than that swallow of Rohan, right?’

[…] You really hate that guy?]

I know. Why?

Strangely enough, whenever I see him, I suddenly feel like I want to take him somewhere and bury him without even a mouse or a bird knowing.

Is it because his eyes look like a psychopath?

[Who says someone is a psychopath?]

‘… shut up!’

Anyway, both Amelia and Charles seemed satisfied with this meeting.

‘How beautiful and elegant the princess is. You would really get along well with Prince Philip! When she returns to Brittany, she will have to persuade her father to proceed with her civil marriage in earnest.’

‘Philip of Brittany was a reasonable monarch in the future. When the Crusade broke out, he joined the Allied forces for a second time and confronted Leonard. So, building a good relationship with him from now on will be helpful in many ways for future work.’

And Seongjin, looking at those two people, thought.

‘At this point, should I introduce Chloe to you? … .’

In Seongjin’s mind, Chloe was already the future head of the Delcross Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Right now, I’m just studying foreign languages ​​as a hobby, but if it suits my aptitude, what skills can be more helpful in diplomatic activities?

He also has a quick turn of mind, so no matter what negotiation situation he brings to the table, he won’t suffer any losses.

I don’t know what Amelia wants to do in the future, but Chloe will definitely become her sister’s wings someday.

‘There’s a little bit of time left before departure, but I’ll still try to make room!’

Since Amelia is so absorbed in her studies, maybe the two of them will work together to study foreign languages.

‘Anyway, what’s a little disappointing is the connections within Delcross… … .’

Since it was an issue that depended on the national marriage of their country, foreign VIPs were anxious to establish even a good relationship with Amelia.

On the other hand, people within Delcross turned a blind eye to the princess, because they thought she was someone who would sooner or later get married and leave for any country.

They hung around the Empress and Queen Elizabeth and rarely gave Amelia any space.

‘It would be difficult unless someone who knows the social world well acts as a bridge.’

Suddenly Isabella’s face passed by.

A queen of society who might have become another wing of Amelia if she hadn’t fallen under Sigurd Sigurdson’s spell.

While he was deep in thought, someone quietly came up next to Seongjin and whispered softly.

“… Bethelah!”

“… … .”

Seongjin glared at Leonard, who was smirking next to him without notice. Even though his gaze is not very kind, this unlucky bastard chuckles and takes a sip of his drink, wondering what’s so good about it.

“Three days pass by in the blink of an eye! “Isn’t it really a shame that we’ve only just become friends and now we have to break up?”

You are lucky that your birthday lasts three days, you bastard.

If you had been flirting with my sister for even one more day, I would have put diplomatic issues aside and buried you myself!

“Oh, right. “I’m thinking of having a meeting with my friend sometime soon. When would be a good time?”

Well, what should I do? Seongjin thought with a sullen expression.

Actually, at first, I was planning to dig into the suspicious organization called ‘Brothers’ or something like that. The fact that he was circling around Amelia was becoming more and more annoying.

“I think it will be difficult for a while. “I’m planning to go somewhere right now.”

Orden Sigismund was scheduled to return to his estate immediately after the birthday party was over.

Since Seongjin was ostensibly in the position of visiting the estate at the invitation of the Grand Duke, he had to coordinate his schedule with him. And he was planning to quietly add a monster task force to his crew.

If the monster task force officially investigates the territory, the Margrave will most likely do his best to drive out Seongjin and his party.

But Leonard, who heard those words, answered leisurely.

“It doesn’t matter. After the birthday party, banquets will be held here and there for a while. For the time being, I plan to stay in Delcross, visiting places I’ve been invited to. “Please contact me whenever you have time.”

And isn’t he giving a subtle look towards Amelia again?

A vein appeared on Seongjin’s forehead.

‘You have nothing to do, you little swallow!’

That’s how this year’s birthday party ended.

And that night, news came that Isabella of the Scarzzapino family had regained consciousness.

* * *

Isabella, who woke up, was able to remain calm, unlike Ricardo.

If he had been abandoned by the main body, he would have suffered various memory changes and would have fallen into a panic.

But now, the main body is also at a dead end anyway. There was still a way to become the main body.

Although the connection has been lost, she now knows where the real Sigurd Sigurdsson is. Because I know who the last remaining avatar is.

‘It was a crisis that would come at some point.’

Isabella… No, Sigurd thought.

After his body was murdered by the hands of the Holy Emperor many years ago, he was barely able to survive by transferring his soul from doll to doll.

And there were side effects to living as a parasite on someone else’s body. Although he used the body of a doll with a weakened ego as much as possible, he also could not avoid the gradual blurring of his ego under the influence of the doll.

However, the last avatar left to the main body was the one that it did not want to use as much as possible.

A man who was so self-conscious that he was completely unable to control it, even though he had been preparing for it since childhood.

‘I don’t know how long he can maintain my self… … .’

So, the situation forced her to leave her body, but if she could somehow face the avatar, the puppeteer would definitely return to her body.

‘Let’s leave Delcross as soon as we are ready.’

From the night I woke up to the next morning.

She made travel plans without sleeping a wink. The only thing on her mind was to meet the last avatar as soon as possible.

While she was making such determination, an unexpected visitor came to visit her in the morning. Incongruously, she was Prince Mores, who came to visit with a bouquet of flowers.

“Hey, Sigurd Sigurdsson. “You look healthier than I thought?”

After setting up simple refreshments in the drawing room and eating all the guests, the prince sat down across from Isabella and smiled.

However, there is clearly no trace of laughter in those gray eyes that are staring at you.

Feeling a strange eerie feeling, Isabella spoke in a trembling voice.

“He left me, Sir Mores. Now I am Isabella… … .”

“Do not be ridiculous.”

“Lowering… … .”

“I had some hopes that Isabella would still be there, but it was in vain. To you, his presence remains intact. “That sticky, dirty feeling that is characteristic of parasites.”

“… … .”

Isabella, or rather Sigurd Sigurdsson, remained silent.

Prince Mores is the next Oracle. It is the only cause and effect that is alive and moving in this frozen Delcross.

Even if his personality suddenly changes, that fact never changes, and there is a brilliant silver-gray glow in his eyes that see through his essence.

As she was trembling and clutching the shawl wrapped around her shoulders, Prince Mores, who had been studying her for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Lady Isabella.”

A voice disguised as softness, as if soothing.

“Naturally, I don’t leave things that I think are dangerous unattended. I can’t allow something like you to still be breathing next to Sisley. But it was your father who saved you. So, out of respect for my father’s will, I am going to give you one chance.”

“opportunity… yo. this?”

“okay.”

The prince nodded and continued speaking.

“I will give you a chance to become Lady Isabella.”

Sigurd Sigurdsson was embarrassed.

Become Isabella? how?

“Why, there’s something you’re good at, right? Either charm or hint while looking in the mirror. “Why don’t you try doing something like that on yourself, just like you did with the puppeteer?”

“Such unreasonableness… … .”

“It doesn’t matter what method you can use. The deadline is until I return from Sigismund’s territory.”

And Prince Mores picked up the teacup in front of him and brought it to his mouth. He frowned as if it didn’t suit his taste, but after taking a big bite, he quickly frowned.

“You need to know exactly that. Now he probably thinks he can’t be anything other than Sigurd Sigurdsson. But originally he was your enemy who caused you to lose yourself. He is the bastard who stole everything that makes up you, not only your body but also your mind. And yet, are you still trying to become that person?”

“… … .”

“There is little trace of her left in you now, but you can still think of it as a consideration for my fiancée, Lady Isabella. “As long as she successfully becomes Isabella, I will help you get revenge on the man who did this to you.”

Then she opened her mouth in a trembling voice.

“but… But how can that be?”

Tears began to fall from her beautiful turquoise eyes.

“I already know the grand plan! I saw that beautiful world and those elaborate stories with my own eyes! But how can it be that I have to go back to being just a human being?”

However, that sad question was met with an extremely cold answer.

“Of course, because your survival depends on it. “I have to desperately cling to it just to survive, so what’s the use of plans and stories?”

Prince Mores looked straight into her aimlessly shaking eyes and spoke clearly.

“Listen carefully. When you come back from the North and see me again, I will be the perfect Isabella Scarzapino, at least on the outside. Otherwise, I might want to take revenge on you first. “To be honest, I’m still very upset because I haven’t completely avenged my little boy yet.”

Then the prince raised the corner of his mouth towards her.

“So keep that in mind. If you are still Sigurd Sigurdson when I return… … .”

For a moment, his eyes seemed to sparkle, emitting a silver-grey glow.

“You will definitely die by my hands. Do you understand?”

“… … !”

With a chill running down her bones, she realized.

The opportunity to become Sigurd Sigurdson again will never come again.

fantasy,