《I Quit Being The Male Lead's Rival》Chapter 60
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Breaking a vase was too easy for me. I was just walking around and swinging my sword and it was over.
"Why are you taking out your sword while you are going to the bathroom?!"
One of the courtiers said it was ridiculous, and I shrugged my shoulders and responded.
"Ugh... How much is this... This is no ordinary vase!"
Because I was a commoner, the courtiers were not afraid to criticize me.
"No matter how educated you are, you are wielding a sword in the Imperial Palace! Are you crazy?"
Of course, it was not a big deal for me to receive such criticism.
I was a person who had received criticism from the people of the Wade Knights from a young age.
The level of the enemy was just the courtiers, so they were not even the damage of a grape seed to me.
It was also an understandable criticism in the first place.
"It's not that I'm crazy, it's just a bit of recklessness."
I shrugged seriously.
"There is a crooked corner due to the poor growth background. But it's also a soul with a lot of scars." (tl/n: she was talking sarcastically about herself)
It was a moment when the courier was once again annoyed.
In the midst of the commotion, Robert and Ian ran.
In the hallway, the vase I had broken was shattered and flowers filled with water were scattered.
"Prince."
I looked at Robert as triumphant as a cat that had brought a dead mouse for its owner.
"I broke the vase."
Of course, Robert wasn't too surprised by what I said. Instead, he asked while looking around with a friendly look.
"Oh, it's okay. Don't worry. Did anyone get hurt?"
"It's just that these people's hearts were hurt."
When I answered naturally, Robert blocked me and gently said to the court lady.
"I hope you didn't get hurt. So don't be rude to my guest. I'll compensate you."
"Prince, but this vase..."
"I know. It's a relic of Roydes II. Still, there are five or six more similar vases in the Imperial Palace. Don't be mad at Miss Annabelle, it has already happened."
With a sweet smile on his face, he picked out roses from the broken vase himself.
It was a flower that was grown in the imperial palace, so each was very fresh and coveted.
"Miss Annabelle, never mind. I'll take care of everything. I hope you forget the unsavory things and leave only with pretty memories from the Imperial Palace."
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Then he took a handkerchief, made a simple bouquet of flowers, and handed it over to me.
The green eyes that looked at me were bent as beautifully as the roses.
I wanted to click my tongue.
'As expected, like a sly snake...'
It was great to seduce me like that openly.
Now there will be rumors that "Robert even covered up a ridiculous mistake because he fell in love with Annabelle."
And only then would there be a possibility for Annabelle's act of recklessly passing this unprepared accident.
"Yes..."
In any case, I accepted the bouquet with a shaky smile.
The courtiers were looking at Robert with absurd eyes, as if they were looking at a man who was crazy in love.
It didn't matter if the rumors had already spread anyway.
"Then I'll get going now. I will see you all the way to the front."
Robert left the place with me and Ian with a look like he was crazy in love until the end.
And they really sent us off to the garden.
He spoke secretly in a different tone only after making sure that no one was around.
"It's easy to warp it to where you want by turning the jewel clockwise. When you come back, turn it counterclockwise."
I looked around the ring with curious eyes.
"The jewel will break after it is used up."
Robert held out his hand, looking at the ring on my hand. Suddenly, a ring similar to mine was attached to his hand.
"And this ring is also my communication ring. I can't say anything in particular, but if I send a signal to mean that I'm safe, can you send me a signal too?"
If it was a communication ring, it was a magic item that could send a simple signal by pressing it, just like the last time I used it.
"Whenever I think of you, I'll send you a signal to say hello."
So, even if we couldn't communicate, it meant that we would continue to check whether we were alive or dead.
"Yes, I got it. Well, ignorance is bad news."
"Shall we try it?"
As Robert pressed the jewel in his ring, the ruby in my ring flashed once.
"Great."
He laughed happily.
"I think the activation went well. Up to one person can accompany you, so if you hold hands with Ian, you can move together."
"Ah, yes."
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"Brother Carlon is at the Duke of Edison's, but his mother, the empress, is in the Imperial Palace."
The empress was Carlon's strong supporter and powerful collaborator. Therefore, it was right to continue to pay attention on this side.
"If they hear rumors that you broke the vase, they'll be able to guess you warped space. So you'd better go fast without dragging your time."
"Yes. I'm going to tell my family and leave right away."
If I told my family the truth, they would obviously worry.
"The origin of black magic... If your brother is involved, it's a really serious problem."
"There is no way that the two will get entangled by chance. It means that he's determined and figured out the origins of black magic, but to really understand it, you have to deal with the devil."
In order to find out the origin of the black magic that even God could not find, it was reasonable to ask for help from a being opposite to God.
On the day of the paternity test, God also mentioned to me that the devil was involved.
"As far as I know, Caronda's lord has changed once. I've never seen him in person, but he's called Nick Averson, but he's like a commoner who bought the title."
Robert continued carefully.
"I think it has something to do with the fact that human trafficking continues to go undetected there. Take a good look."
"Yes, I got it."
I answered coolly.
"I want to follow you...however, I don't know when Carlon will come in, so I think I should head to the capital."
"Okay. Ian and I will be fine."
It was an indirect expression that even if Robert came, he would only get in the way because of his identity.
"Then Annabelle... Good luck. I hope you can solve everything easily."
"Yes, and thank you for this too."
I pointed to the bouquet and said, and Robert replied with a smile.
"If you're grateful, I'd like to hear a small blessing from you."
Robert's words made sense.
"That's a fair deal. Come to think of it, I think you're the first person I've given a small blessing to."
I carefully added, thinking about the value of picking up flowers from the broken vase.
"When you turn on the water when you take a shower this evening, I hope the temperature will be perfect at once."
"Ah, thank you."
"Then let's go."
In the midst of a warm atmosphere, Ian bluntly intervened, and just like that, we rode the strange carriage again.
It was so narrow that I couldn't keep holding the bouquet I received from Robert.
"Put it here for now."
When I was restless with a bouquet of flowers, Ian naturally took the bouquet in my hand and began to squeeze it between the flowers decorating the wagon.
However, all I could think of was Lanella now.
And I was even excited about the desire to become stronger by destroying another origin of black magic.
'What will it be this time...'
I couldn't think of anything at the moment, but once I went, a certain fairy tale would probably come to mind and I thought I would be able to recognize it.
"How about tomorrow morning?"
I asked Ian first. I wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"I'll tell my family I'm just going out on my own."
"I see. I'll just tell mine not to worry and I have something to do."
"Oh okay."
There was nothing more to say.
I couldn't even look out the window, and Ian was so close to me that I began to fiddle with the new ring without thinking.
"...I didn't know that the prince is the only person you give blessings to."
Ian said bluntly.
"Oh, I just said something small..."
"Small?"
Ian said bluntly and arrogantly.
"Then what about me?"
"Huh?"
"You also thanked me on the day of the paternity test. Was it bothersome to even give me a small blessing?"
"Wow."
I said with pure admiration.
"That's a long time ago... You're a person who never forgets the kindness you've given."
"That-!"
"I can't just give a small blessing to someone I am really, really thankful for."
To Sessianne and Leslie, who I was really grateful for, I bowed my head to express my gratitude with all my heart, instead of giving such small blessings.
"You don't seem to forget either, but I also will never forget that day. I am so grateful that it is engraved in my heart so much that I can't even put it down with the light words of blessing. You can't even be compared to Prince Robert."
After pouring out words like a waterfall, I sighed and added.
"Are you okay now? Are you satisfied? Do you like that?"
Ian stared at me and ruffled his hair.
"Really..."
"What's the matter?"
The red eyes stared straight at me through the messy blonde hair.
"...Yes."
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