I Became the Tutor of the Royal Twins - Chapter 252

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Chapter 252

Translator: Yonnee

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“Is there a relation between a person without mana and the demon?”

“That’s exactly the problem…”

Roward, his face pale as if drained of all color, timidly raised his head. Not just Helios, but also Jean and Raphael’s eyes were fixed on him. It was time to reveal the cruel truth.

“Do you remember what I said last time when I examined her?”

“That the curse did not spread?”

“I said so at the time, but more accurately, people like her who don’t have mana inside them are immune to curses and demonic magic. Your Majesty’s divine power did dispel the curse, but it was her constitution that prevented it from spreading.”

“So, what then?”

“…Upon examination… These individuals have historically played the role of sealing demons.”

“Sealing?”

As the conversation progressed, Raphael, who had started to accept the existence of the demon, asked the question.

The revelation had already plunged everyone’s faces into confusion.

“Since curses don’t affect them, they can contain demons inside their bodies. Like dispelling the curse within, they can seal the demon. It’s not difficult for them to do so. They just need to keep it inside.”

Helios’s face hardened indiscernibly at the feeble assurance that it ‘wasn’t difficult’.

More than the method to deal with the demon, the fact that Sera might have to play such a role was of greater concern to him.

Helios, with anxious eyes, asked Roward.

“After the sealing, what then? What happens to the person who has sealed the demon inside themselves?”

Helios’s question made Roward hesitate, his expression more uncomfortable than ever.

Wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, he took a deep breath in a hunched posture, his hand gripping the staff trembling.

Roward opened his mouth but no sound came out. As his silence stretched, Araella beside him, unable to bear it, spoke up instead.

“Your Majesty, it’s regrettable to say…”

Helios, Jean, and Raphael looked at Araella with tense faces.

“To contain the demon is the same as accepting a curse more powerful than any magic.”

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After offering their apologies, Roward and Araella left Helios’s office.

As they walked back to the palace’s mage tower, Araella glanced at Roward.

“Did you see His Majesty’s expression? It was beyond words.”

“Indeed.”

“It’s shocking for us too, so it’s natural for His Majesty to be surprised… But didn’t it seem like he was extremely worried about the person without mana? His demeanor was icy, unlike his usual self. It was as if he was a completely different person from when we were dealing with the mana manifestation of Their Highnesses.”

It’s because Araella still didn’t know who the main figures in what they had mentioned today, so she was all flustered, saying the emperor’s attitude was entirely different from when she’s around the twin prince and princess.

Roward calmly looked at Araella, who was like a granddaughter to him.

“Araella.”

“What is it, Grandfather?”

He shook his head solemnly.

“Didn’t I tell you last time to be careful with your words? Don’t intervene next time.”

“Why! I spoke up because you were struggling.”

Araella pouted her lips, unable to see what was wrong in stating a fact that had to be shared eventually.

Roward sighed deeply, watching her with a look of dismay. With age came the ability to sense emotions from the slightest clues.

The emperor carrying a woman without shoes late at night, the worried expression on his face. Recalling the incident at the imperial villa, he had guessed the relationship between the two wasn’t just a mere friendship.

‘His Majesty must be in turmoil now…’

Roward shuddered, recalling the last words he and Araella exchanged before leaving Helios’s office.

The relief of being able to walk out alive from the magnanimous emperor lingered—such a thing would have been unthinkable in his early days as a mage.

Rubbing his neck, still attached to his body, with wrinkled hands, Roward warned Araella.

“Think a bit deeper. The country might be in danger—would you be happy to hear such a thing?”

“But we found a solution, didn’t we? Of course, it’s a bit sad for the person who has to do the sealing… You said His Majesty knows who the person without mana is. I thought it might be a relief from His Majesty’s perspective, considering everything…”

Araella shrugged her shoulders, seemingly proud of having solved a major problem.

Roward, disheartened by Araella’s behavior, prodded her foot with his staff.

“Didn’t His Majesty tell us to keep today’s discussion secret? Araella, do you really not remember who came with His Majesty and Their Highnesses to the imperial villa last time? Think hard.”

With that, he strode away, leaning on his staff. Araella, lost in thought, didn’t follow immediately.

She was clever but often lacked insight, focusing on one thing while missing another. This was also such a time.

“Grandfather. Could it be…?”

Realizing what he was hinting at, Araella quickly caught up and tugged at Roward’s sleeve.

“That Lady Popo we met last time… is that who you were talking about?”

Roward, stopping abruptly, nodded wearily, acknowledging her late realization.

Araella’s expression darkened as she realized her rashness.

“That lady… when I saw her last time with His Majesty…”

She swallowed the words about the strange atmosphere.

Even she, typically disinterested in romantic affairs, could easily perceive the unusual demeanor between the two. The way His Majesty looked at Lady Popo lying on the ground, then later, the shy avoidance of eye contact between them.

“What do we do now?”

Araella’s voice cracked in dismay. At that moment, her foot was prodded again by the staff.

“Ack, Grandfather! That hurts!”

“Stop complaining and follow me. His Majesty told us to search for another way.”

“Is there really another way?”

“There must.”

They exchanged anxious glances, both understanding the slim likelihood of finding an alternative solution, yet knowing they had to try.