The Strongest Dull Prince’s Secret Battle For The Throne Chapter 398
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Chapter 398: 398 Night .
Fine was on the balcony of the Marquis of Zweik’s mansion .
“What do you think? The view, Master Rezelotte . “
“Fine . What’s the matter with you?
The balcony had a visitor .
This is Lieselote in military uniform .
He looked as usual wearing a blue cloak allowed only by the Marshal, but he looked slightly different to Fine .
That’s why Fine came to the balcony with a tea set .
“I thought the wind was cold at night, so I brought some tea . Would you like to join us for a drink?
“Don’t be shy . I’ll get it . “
Standing on the balcony, Rezelotte goes to a table nearby .
Fine quickly brewed tea on the table and served it to Rezelotte .
Having a warm cup of tea, Rezelotte exhales .
And I slowly looked up at the sky .
“The stars are beautiful today . “
“Yes . . . but I don’t like it . “
“Why?
The question had two meanings .
Why don’t you like it?
Why are you watching because you hate it?
Understanding both meanings, Rezelotte drank tea with a bitter smile .
“The worst experience of my life was this day in the stars . Honestly, it’s a shitty sky . “
” . . . that’s sad . “
“Are you sad? Why?”
“The stars are always in the sky . Even if the clouds hide something, they slip out their faces . That’s why I always remember . Isn’t that . . . sad?
” . . . oh, I can’t forget . “
That’s what Rezelotte said and looked at her palm .
I had two worst days of my life for Rezelotte .
Both were nights when such stars were visible .
The first time was when Amelia, the second princess, died .
It was this night that I returned to the Imperial Capital after hearing the report and embraced my mother, who was already cold .
The second happened in this north .
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It was called a skirmish . Still, I had a bad feeling and ran north with all my might .
And under the starry sky, I hugged the Crown Prince, who had died of the current-arrow .
I didn’t make it .
I couldn’t help it .
“I have won many victories on the battlefield, but I have never forgotten the feeling of helplessness I felt that day . “
“You can’t forgive yourself . . . . “
” . . . I held the sword in a woman’s arms because I wanted the power to protect someone . But I couldn’t protect those who wanted to . I’m always late . . . . . “
” . . . during the rebellion in the Imperial Capital . When I thought everyone might not be able to . Master Rezelotte appeared refreshed . Don’t underestimate yourself by always being late . Neither my mother nor my brother could have been saved . But didn’t you save the remaining fathers and sisters?”
” . . . I see . It was . . . my little victory that I was able to act quickly . “
Rezelotte drinks tea again .
Soon afterwards, the cup of tea was empty .
As soon as I realized, Fine made a refill .
“Sorry . “
“No, I’m used to it . “
“Fine . . . looks like her mother somewhere . My father must have chosen Fine because of the atmosphere . “
“Second Princess Amelia, right? Al’s mother, Mitsuba-sama, once told me it was similar . Who were you?
” . . . he was a calm person . I always cared about people and did everything I could . When I fought, I always protected myself from injuries . I wasn’t particularly talented among the princesses . . . but I was proud of being loved by my father and loved by everyone . “
“I heard that no matter how many more concubines there were, the favor for the Second Concubine didn’t fade . The emperor’s only pet . It was a personal prediction, but I thought he was very good . “
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“Not superior . Forgotten and occasionally teased . . . but he was a strong man . My mother taught me how important it is to protect others . “
So you were Master Rezelotte too .
“Master . . . that’s interesting”
While laughing, Rezelotte drinks tea .
And I looked up at the sky .
Just then .
The clouds hid the stars .
Seeing that, Rezelotte stood up .
Because there’s no point in being here anymore .
“Now, if you’ll excuse me . The tea was saved . “
“Really . . . I wanted to talk to you a little bit more . “
“I’ll save it for another time . “
That’s how Rezelotte tries to stay behind .
Fenne asks as she stares at Rieselotte’s back .
“Are you sure you want to ask a final question?
” . . . it was a delicious tea . In return, I will answer . “
“Thank you very much . Now, let me ask you something . Why did you dare recall the worst memories at this time?
“What was known . To remember the feeling of helplessness and . . . the passion . “
” . . . can you control that passion?
“I don’t know . But . . . this is the only way to settle accounts . It can’t be sealed . “
That’s how Rezelotte laughs at herself .
I was also prepared to be criticized .
But Fine’s words were unexpected .
“I see . . . I hope that Master Rezelotte can settle with the past . “
” . . . don’t you blame me?
“It’s freedom to have a passion . It may be subject to criticism if it hurts others . “
“Am I going to burn the clan in this rage?
“There are no plans yet . Master Rezelotte hasn’t acted yet . “
“Don’t you think it’s too late to act?
“Maybe, but . . . that’s not my territory . “
“What do you think?
“People have a role . I will stay until I talk to Mr Rezelotte . Do you really want to stop or do you want to do something else? I’m not the one doing it . “
“Whose territory is it?
I thought it would be better if Master Rezelotte came up with something .
That said, Fine laughed nicely and began to clean up the tea set .
Rezelotte erases the face of the person in her head and turns her back on Fine .
I have already remembered the passion .
Lizzelotte had decided to liquidate here .
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