I Unintentionally Cured the Grand Duke’s Insomnia - Chapter 126

63. — The Main Characters’ Have Terrible Personalities (2)

Abel stopped Irene, who was about to answer Cain’s question. He raised his hand subtly to stop Irene and opened his mouth.

〈 Well, I don’t think this is important right now. Let’s talk about it later. 〉

〈 …. 〉

〈 It seems like an incident has occurred… 〉

Abel’s gaze, which had trailed off at the end of his sentence, turned towards the dead body lying in the room. Cain, whose expression hardened for a moment, noticed his blatant gaze and replied.

〈 …The return ceremony will proceed as planned. You don’t need to worry about it, Saintess. 〉

Abel and Irene’s faces hardened at Cain’s firm response. She turned to Cain, who was looking at the two with an expressionless face.

〈 It doesn’t make sense to hold a return ceremony when a person has died. Even God wouldn’t desire such a thing. 〉

〈 This is something we’ve been preparing for half a year ago. It doesn’t make sense to cancel a scheduled event because God doesn’t want it to happen. 〉

An invisible spark flew between the three of them.

I gulped as I quietly watched their confrontation unfold. Certainly, in the novel I wrote, this was supposed to be a deeply poignant and moving scene, but why…

〈 Hey, Your Highness. 〉

Abel was the first to open his lips and break the strange silence.

I caught a glimpse of Cain’s defiant face and Abel’s even more rebellious tone. Cain seemed to be constantly scrutinizing Abel’s face, actions, and tone of voice, looking for similarities with his younger brother.

〈 You don’t seriously think this can be covered up, do you? 〉

〈 …. 〉

〈 Even if we hold the return ceremony safely today, if this fact spreads later, all blame will point towards the Saintess. 〉

〈 …. 〉

〈 It seems those on the castle walls are already gossiping about her being forsaken by the gods, cursed Saintess, and such. 〉

〈 …If there are those spreading unverified facts to sow discord, find them all and deal with them. 〉

Cain’s indifferent words prompted Abel to burst into a disbelief chuckle. He sneered, brushing back his hair with his large hand.

〈 Ah, so what you’re saying is that you’re definitely proceeding with the return ceremony, regardless of any arrows of blame aimed at the Saintess later? 〉

〈 As for that part, we can consider punishment when the time comes. I’m saying we can’t cancel a scheduled imperial event out of concern for future consequences. 〉

Cain’s words were all valid points. And it seemed Abel shared the same thoughts.

He spoke to Cain, who had an impassive face.

〈 But why have you been speaking informally since earlier? 〉

〈 You started it. 〉

While Abel’s face twisted as if boiling inside at his response, Cain asked in a low voice as Abel’s face crumpled.

〈 Just one question. 〉

〈 ….? 〉

〈 Did you happen to participate in the war between Repli and the Empire five years ago? 〉

〈 …Well, I don’t know. 〉

〈 What do you mean you don’t know? 〉

〈 I lost my memory. 〉

〈 What? 〉

〈 I lost my memory because of an accident. All I remember is my life as Michael. 〉

〈 So, the accident… 〉

〈 Hey, Your Highness. 〉

Cain’s voice, which had been urgent at his words, fell silent. Abel smiled mischievously, looking at Cain’s hardened face.

〈 It seems like you have a lot of questions for me, so how about a proposal? 〉

〈 …. 〉

〈 If you want to know about me, bring us the news we want. How about one request from us for one piece of information about my personal information? 〉

〈 Michael! 〉

〈 Shall we start with canceling the return ceremony as our first demand? 〉

As I blinked in surprise at his unexpected proposal to Cain, Irene grabbed Abel’s arm as if expecting this. I closed my eyes tightly as I saw Abel shrugging his shoulders with a questioning look on his face.

It was all my fault.

This was all my fault for creating Abel into such a character. As I shuddered with belated regret, an unbelievable response reached my ears.

〈 Canceling the return ceremony isn’t something I can decide on my own. 〉

〈 ….? 〉

〈 I’ll report this matter to His Majesty first, and then we can discuss it again. 〉

It seemed I wasn’t the only one surprised by Cain’s words. Abel and Irene, too, didn’t think he would accept their offer. Abel, who came to his senses first, cleared his throat and turned around.

〈 Then, please find out first and let us know. We’ll be waiting. 〉

Cain turned and looked at the back of Abel as he walked away before he muttered in a low voice.

〈 You’d better keep your word. 〉

〈 ….? 〉

〈 I hope you help prevent me from having to send the Saintess to God if you break your promise. 〉

〈 Your Highness! 〉

Although I exclaimed in surprise at Cain’s words, he merely looked at the two of us with a cold expression. I thought to myself as I looked at his face.

‘…It seems like it’s gone awry.’

It was clear that the main characters in this novel all had terrible personalities.

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