I Grabbed the Tyrant’s Heart - Chapter 131
I laughed at Weathering’s rare self-boast. Thank you Weathering. Thanks to this, my mind became a little more relaxed.
“Do you think it’s a lie?”
“No. By the way, did you have that much magic? I had no idea.”
“I was able to hide it because I was good at manipulating magic. In this sense, Euel has a lot of magic, but you need more training.”
“I had something to ask because of that.”
We couldn’t stop dancing, even though it wasn’t the kind of conversation to have while dancing. I had no idea how the time had passed, and when I came to, we had already danced to the third song.
“Weathering, get yourself together this time and leave the floor.”
“Why? It’s fun.”
“My feet hurt.”
“Ah, I didn’t know. Sorry.”
The startled Weathering moved to the terrace as soon as the song ended. I took off my shoes as soon as I sat down in the comfortable chair that had been prepared.
“Alright, it’s decided. You will be showing up to the lab next week.”
“The only senior wizard in the Northern Empire offers to give you private lessons. Are you going to refuse?”
I laughed because it was funny to see Weathering being so out-of-place arrogant.
“Next week will be difficult, won’t it be okay from the week after that, Senior Wizard?”
I laughed again at the sight of Weathering acting harshly.
“Now tell me your story, Euel.”
“Sure. What are you curious about, Senior Wizard?”
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The soul plates moving under the colorful lights of the banquet hall chandelier evoked a stronger sense of disgust than usual. With a pounding headache, I leaned on the throne and looked into the space.
The chief attendant, who noticed that I was in a low mood, called me in a worried tone, and I responded that I was fine.
I motioned to the person who approached me to get away because they gave off a terrible smell of perfume, but they did not go away. When I rolled my eyes towards the place where I could feel the presence of people, I saw a soul stained with red and dirt.
At that moment, I covered my mouth with the rising nausea.
“Please go, Lady Hitty.”
When the chief attendant warned again on my behalf, fortunately the presence disappeared. But the lingering scent made me feel sick.
Even after blowing away the smell, I still felt bad. It felt like it was going to explode at any moment.
“Say I don’t want to talk to anyone.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Even during this time, I strained my ears to hear a clear voice.
“Euel, tell me your adventure. Was the Guana Mountain expedition successful?”
“I didn’t go all the way to the top. I found my destination before that.”
“You found Emerald Lake? Was that a real place? Tell me in detail.”
“It was a true emerald color, but how I get there…….”
Euseniel, my Euseniel.
The door to the terrace separated the space, but just her being nearby made me feel like crying.
But Euseniel, your voice and tone are still the same, and your black hair hasn’t faded, so why…….
Can I see your soul?
A year after Euseniel left, talks about welcoming an Empress began to come up frequently. I killed a few people as an example, then no one asked me to welcome an Empress anymore.
And then rumors began to circulate.
‘His Majesty is waiting for Euseniel Hardland.’
It’s been a long time since I favored Euseniel, so I can’t believe only now are these rumors going around. It may have been because of Duke Hardland’s simple personality, but it seems that people really didn’t want to see Hardland doing well.
Those who see her as Empress will be jealous of her. They don’t even know their place.
I could feel myself growing sharper in Euseniel’s absence, so to others, it would have looked like I was about to explode.
I was on high alert all the time as I searched for Euseniel, who had disappeared near Guana Mountain.
Just not having Euseniel was stressful, and I felt like my head was tearing out as I had to listen to useless noises and pay attention to more distant areas.
Especially since the damned Guana Mountain was not my territory, every time I tried to force myself to listen to the sounds there, blood poured out of my ears.
The simplest way to relieve an unpleasant feeling was to cut off a person’s throat.
“Count Pitt, if you committed a crime, shouldn’t you be punished? Execution.”
“Marquis Holaey, didn’t you fill yourself with some of the money that should have gone into the treasury? Execution.”
It was only after deleting dozens of pages of the noble book that I felt a sense of satisfaction throughout my body. The devil’s instinct, which is extremely cruel, urged me to see more blood.
It was Duke Hardland who put the brakes on me.
“Your Majesty, it is good to be strict, but please show leniency sometimes.”
“Duke, I really like the Duke.”
The Duke was puzzled by those out of nowhere words.
“You look a lot like Euseniel.”
He stiffened as he looked at me laughing like crazy.
“Euel is coming back, Your Majesty.”
His low voice was as strong as his heart, and his consistent words and actions brought me back to my senses a little.
“So, cheer up a little more. You should stop doing things that Euel won’t like when she comes.”
“Of course, it would be nice if Euel came to hate Your Majesty, so she would have to live with me.”
It touched my heart even more because it came from the Duke who had competed with me sincerely since I was a child. But what caught my attention more than anything was something different.
“Does Euseniel like me?”
“Did Euel say she doesn’t like Your Majesty?”
The Duke looked quite surprised.
“No. But she never told me she liked me.”
“That goes for me and Ciel as well.”
It was an indifferent tone, as if asking what I was asking something like that.
“But doesn’t Euel often express her emotions through actions? So, you can know without Euel telling you.”
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