Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

He was so insidious that she could feel his grudge. He had seemed to be struggling to think that she was still a minor, but he was quickly changing his attitude. She thought it was truly like him, and she also recovered her original appearance by shaking off her tense and anxious expression.

"You know that now… you're so dull."

Her long, rich eyelashes moved slowly as if they made a rustling sound. They were the ones that had made Asher dangerous over and over again.

Aria, who had confirmed that the tips of Asher's ears were getting hot, smiled softly. "Yet, you'll have to keep in mind that I'm officially seventeen."

"Hah... I lost."

So his sigh deepened as he heard to stop that thinking. The calm air was again prevalent in her room as if there had not been a tension at all, and it made her feel so comfortable.

As she took a sip of tea in a lighter, more comfortable mood, he returned to his place and asked an unexpected question, "Let's get back to the point, but who made you come back to the past?"

She thought the topic had been changed, but it was a very sharp question. He was asking about the trigger that she had changed herself and enhanced her power to form a relationship with him. She put the teacup down on his serious face, which said that it was more important than her age.

"It's going to be a little long, will you mind?"

"I don't care if I'm going to spend the whole day."

"Then I trust you and tell you my ugly past in detail, and the worse evil woman, who has made me come back to the past…"

He nodded as if he were listening to her as she said.

**

"Miss Isis! There is no more money to support the soldiers! We are about to go bankrupt because we have prepared a new mansion to accommodate the soldiers in the first place!"

"I have no more surplus fund because I couldn't get soldiers in the mansion, so I purchased a new quarter! Is that right they are soldiers?"

Isis gave excuses she had prepared in advance to the nobles who complained on a daily basis.

"... don't worry. They're soldiers preparing for a battle that will remain long in history, and they're trying to overcome fear. The king will pay for all the expenses that have been spent since, and I ask you to increase the morale of the soldiers until the day of the battle. Please prepare the document stating how much you have spent."

"Well, did you really say the king would pay for all the expenses we've spent so far? The amount is considerable…"

She had put a good number of noblemen on the brink of bankruptcy, and it was not a matter of a penny or two. Isis explained that they should not worry again as she drank her tea leisurely.

"Of course, the empire will fall into the hands of His Majesty, and it will be only a handful of money. Since he is the king of a country, he will not be burdened with it now. In fact, he's coming to the empire, and you'll be able to get his support soon enough. If you're in a hurry, I'll give you my support, so I hope you'll relax."

When Isis explained that fact, the nobles looked a little relieved and went back to their houses, releasing the unsteady look on their faces. Then, Isis leaned back on the couch, her shoulders unwrapped. She said so to calm them down, but the situation was not very good.

She had returned to the empire and checked the documents immediately, but the national marriage was also signed before the rebellion. She protested strongly, and he sent a large amount of gifts and funds along with an apology letter saying that he seemed to have been mistaken and that he would have a brilliant marriage that would be remembered long in history at the Imperial Castle. Because of that, she could not reprimand him.

The Duke and the Duchess, who were to visit the Kingdom of Croa at the end of their preparations for the national marriage, had to ask Isis, who had returned to the empire very quickly, and had a hard time as she gave an evasive answer.

Fortunately, the letter, gifts, and funds of Lohan, which arrived in the meantime, were as if they were genuinely for her, so she could avoid the difficult situation. No, they couldn't go back any further, so she felt like they were just passing, except for Oscar, who had been quietly following the family's business.

"… Sister, it's strange."

Oscar spoke to Isis, who had been resting in the lounge where everyone had left.

"It's strange that soldiers are going wild, and the king of Croa keeps changing his words!"

"Don't worry, Oscar, do what I tell you to do."

"But...!"

'What is the heir who is only able to do what they ordered to do?' She had brought him here on behalf of him, who was not capable, and what was he going to do now? Isis's face was getting sharp.

"I don't feel good about this… Wouldn't it be better to finish it here and tell him the truth?"

"Oscar, even if you are ignorant of the world, you have to figure it out. Do you think it makes sense?"

'Do you mean to kneel down and ask for his forgiveness from the Crown Prince?' At the words of her stupid brother, she laughed.

"Even if he's is going to forgive everything we've done so far, it would be a miserable slave's life, not a noble life, to wait. If you want to live your life in doing so, you must leave the family."

Besides, there was a little trouble, but she felt like it was going well, and she didn't like him as if he might spoil it. He had been so enchanted by the daughter of a vulgar prostitute and made everything worse that she had scolded him so much. But now he was talking nonsense and making her uneasy.

"It's okay, it'll be fine. It's got to be."

'No, it'll be fine.' It was Lohan, not Oscar, who made her most anxious, but she had documents that she and he had exchanged to rebel.

It must have been a joke of the king who thought he had everything in the world.

**

A few days later, as if lying, Lohan visited the empire, and it was a little late after he had said he would visit because the year was about to change. But soon after she saw the vast amount of gold coins he had brought, the thought melted away as if it had been washed away, and she thought it was hard to take time because he was just a king.

"Thank you for your visit, Your Majesty."

The Duke, the Duchess, Oscar, and Isis greeted him as he got off the fancy wagon. There was Mielle stuck to his side. Mielle was looking at him with a face of confidence, dressed again in disguise and freckles.

She looked as if she was no longer afraid of anything, as if she were not interested in Oscar, even though he was in front of her.

"No, I'm sorry I made the soldiers run wild, but the Marquis of Piast must have been in a hurry and gathered his men from outside."

"I understand, and the little things will happen everywhere, but we're here without a big problem, and we're not worried anymore."

"Yes, I suppose."

Unlike the Duke, who had a bright smile at his face, Lohan replied with a subtle expression. Nevertheless, his eyes were narrowly grinning, and no one felt this strange.

"You must have been struggling to get here a long way, and please come in and eat."

"I'll do that."

He was about to enter the house, following the Duke's extreme response, and someone who had come out of the carriage which had arrived late bent down and asked, "Your Majesty, may I leave for a moment?"

"Oh, do it. You are the most urgent person here."

"Thank you."

He asked for understanding whether he had a business in the empire, and before leaving, he glanced up the members of the Duke family, including Isis, as if to confirm. Isis, who had at first glance, seen his neat and beautiful appearance, swallowed without knowing it.

'Why does he look like that vulgar woman?!'

His face was so beautiful for a man but it looked like Aria. His eyes were so voluptuous and sexy that they reminded her of Aria, even if he was different in gender.