ALL NOVEL Chapter 59
It was only the third time he had met the prophet.The first time was at the Duke’s residence shortly after Grand Duke Balvenie brought him in, the second time was when the prophet entered the palace, and the third time was today.There was hardly any time to build a friendship, and Adrian was deliberately keeping his distance because of the prophet’s unnecessary meddling, which had made him very angry.“Why are you here?”Although she was called a prophet, Belfry naturally spoke down to her because she was much younger and of common birth.“Poor Belfry.”Belfry cocked his head.What is this about?“What do you mean?”“You must be very sad. Your heart must feel like it’s being torn apart.”The prophet touched Belfry with eyes full of sympathy and compassion.Belfry, who was standing there blankly because he couldn’t understand what she was saying, checked the time and turned around.“Don’t go! It’s not too late yet!”The prophet shouted.Belfry stood still instead of taking a step forward.“I know.”Lulu, the prophet, walked slowly and approached Belfry from behind.Before she could put her hand on Belfry’s back, he quickly turned around and stared at her with emotionless eyes.“What do you know?”Her dress, which spread out wider towards the bottom, combined with her dark skin, made her look like a sunflower.Even just two years ago, her appearance would have made everyone’s heart flutter.Belfry, being an ordinary beta male, naturally saw beta females as potential romantic partners.However, of course, children were not his type, and he realized that his ideal type was someone with white skin like Carl Lindbergh, or with golden hair.That’s just based on appearance, not who they are.“Even if you’re very sad and in pain, I’m always on your side.”“Is that so? Thank you for that.”Belfry said sullenly.His Majesty was right. The prophet has delusions of grandeur.“Seeing your long-suppressed feelings fade away without any reciprocation is a dreadful thing.”The girl clasped her hands together.Belfry found it amusing and decided to continue observing.“What am I feeling?”If he heard anything that crossed the line in Belfry’s mind, he planned to run to the Duke and report the prophet’s actions.“I know. It’s the sighs and tears you shed while looking at His Highness Adrian’s back, Belfry.”Belfry’s eyes widened.“I did let out a sigh behind him, and besides, he was so mischievous when he was young that I cried every day.”The Crown Prince was generally a sincere person, but Belfry’s concern was that it was limited to things that piqued his interest.If Prince Carl Lindbergh was stubborn and foolish in the past, young Adrian was the epitome of recklessness and lack of restraint.He couldn’t control his overflowing strength and broke everything, playing pranks on the pushover Belfry.There were times when Belfry would say to Adrian from behind, ‘Ah, be grateful that you were born as the Crown Prince.’The prophet is indeed wise.When Belfry looked at her with curious eyes, the prophet seemed moved by his empathy and buried her face in her palms again, crying out loud.“It’s because of Carl Lindbergh. Why did he suddenly appear and disturb you two? His Highness Adrian is the same. Why won’t he even take a step back? I really, really…”What is she talking about?Belfry remained expressionless, not even agreeing with her.“What did the Prince do?”The witch shouted back in frustration.“He appeared at a crucial moment when you two could confirm your love and took His Highness Adrian away!”Who is confirming love with whom?Wait, this prophet. Is she misunderstanding something between Belfry and Adrian?“Hey.”Belfry called out to Lulu in surprise, but she didn’t stop.“It’s not too late even now. His Highness Adrian and the Prince haven’t become a mate yet. I’ll do whatever it takes to make things go back to the way they were.”“Just trust me,” the prophet said.“You loved him. I understand that you don’t want to show your feelings, but you can’t win love with such an indecisive attitude.”The prophet’s eyes rose up in a sneer.“You seem to be misunderstanding something.”“It’s not a misunderstanding! Belfry just hasn’t had a chance to realize it yet.”She said it with conviction, but Belfry became increasingly uncomfortable. 〈The crime of setting fire to the Crown Prince’s heart and running away.〉〈Setting fire to the Crown Prince’s heart…〉 He had just witnessed that horrifying scene a moment ago.Belfry’s body trembled as if he had just experienced trauma.“His Highness Adrian’s true mate is only Belfry. Not that Prince!”Oh my, here we go.“You didn’t say that to the Prince or His Highness the Crown Prince, did you?”“….”I knew it.Belfry gave a look that he was pissed because of the prophet who kept her mouth shut.“It’s because of you that the prince left the castle.”“It’s not because of me. He did it according to the principle of causality. He didn’t know that His Highness Adrian would follow him. We can fix everything. If we just reverse a few incidents…”The Prophet, muttering something about how the engagement was no big deal and how he wouldn’t know anything until he walked down the aisle, seemed like a crazy woman.No, Belfry was convinced that the prophet was crazy.To Belfry, the Crown Prince was his lord and brother.How could he harbor feelings like love towards such a person?Just imagining it made him nauseous.However, it was meaningless to yell and get angry at the girl.“Can you please stop talking?”Belfry spoke gently.“First, I have never thought of the Crown Prince in that way, even once, and I swear to the goddess. It’s unpleasant just to imagine it, so stop your delusions.”The girl looked at him with an expression of disbelief.“Second, the engagement ceremony is just around the corner. There are thousands of people working for this engagement. The Emperor himself is in charge, so stop making a fuss. The engagement of the noble family is not something to be taken lightly.”Knowing that the girl’s face was filled with despair, Belfry didn’t stop there.“Third, it’s okay for you to have unnecessary thoughts, but don’t cause chaos by saying them out loud. Carl Lindbergh’s heart is fragile, and he will be swayed by your words. His Highness Adrian won’t forgive you twice.”The prophet stared at Belfry with a face mixed with confusion, depression, and despair.“When you make a prophecy, we don’t believe your words because we trust you, but because we have the time and resources to confirm it. Even that hasn’t been accurate lately.”Belfry firmly held the girl’s hand.“I’ll find you a house away from the palace tomorrow, so if you need anything, tell the maids in advance.”It was a kind farewell.It was better to eliminate the roots of chaos from the beginning.If the clueless prophet went somewhere and talked about how Belfry liked the Crown Prince, Adrian wouldn’t just sit still.It was obvious that sparks would fly.Moreover, if Carl Lindbergh believed it, how embarrassed would Belfry be every time he saw him?Belfry let go of the prophet’s hand and wiped his own hands with a handkerchief.Then he turned around without any hesitation.He heard the sound of the prophet rustling and falling to the ground behind him.How dare she try to attach His Highness Adrian as his lover?He was too ambitious, not to mention hard and unappealing.Belfry’s ideal type was someone with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a gentle appearance. While Heineken was busy preparing for the engagement of Crown Prince Adrian and Carl Lindbergh, as expected, Chancellor Kitchener, who had hidden in Parman, was having a sinister dream.When he suddenly took the prince to Heineken, things had already gone awry.Quietly sending a messenger to the secluded Parman was the prelude to another opportunity.He had to catch it no matter what.Kitchener, who knelt and sat on the cold stone floor, looked up at the king of Parman, who was sitting above him.Mugicha Parman II.From head to toe, the man was covered in pitch black armor, resembling a crow.When he was buried in a pile of marble, it was like a crow that likes shiny things had found its nest.“Is everything going well with the preparations?”“How could there be any issues?”Kitchener tried to smile, hiding his shivers from the chilling voice that sounded like it was scratching the floor with its nails.The pressure from the young man was no joke.The pressure was intense, much like that young man from Heineken, or even more intense, but what differed from the intense feeling was the scent of blood that emanated from Mugicha.Parman was a nation ruled by swords.Once you step in, you can’t leave alive, and even a small mistake could cost you your life.Since they were almost self-sufficient in most things, their role as part of the nation had been determined from a very young age.Refusal led to death, escape led to death, and even laziness led to death.It was true horror politics. Compared to that, Lindbergh’s tyranny was not even tyranny.Mugicha, standing at the top of the pyramid-like food chain, was trying to spread his evil hand over the continent.“It is safe to say that I have lived for this time.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”His lips parted to reveal a serpentine tongue, his skin so transparent you could see every vein from lack of sunlight.Crunch.With one hand, he stroked the head of a bear that he had caught.A necklace encrusted with a magic stone glowed from the bear’s neck.“After taking control of all the monsters in the Mibari Forest, we will reclaim the Mochu Mountain Range. After that, you can do as you please.”“What about Heineken?”“We don’t need to reach for the empire all at once. You want the ruling power of the Lindbergh Kingdom, and I want the magic stones of the Mochu Mountain Range.”Anyway, once all the magic stones are in their hands, Parman will become strong enough to swallow Heineken at any time.Hehehehe.As Mugicha laughed with a hissing sound like a snake, the ground beneath where Kitchener knelt and sat vibrated with the howls of monsters.Kitchener swallowed hard.Mugicha, who had been laughing for a while, looked up at the ceiling.Not a single ray of light seeped through the gaping hole in the ceiling.“We will reclaim the sun.”Mugicha whispered softly.