This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 207

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Chapter 207

Translator: Yonnee

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The clamor from outside began to grow louder—thunder, screech, crash!

Amidst this chaos, Leo, who had been waiting, roused the woman sitting with her eyes closed in the middle of the room.

“Lady Reina, the signal has sounded,” Leo announced.

After taking several deep breaths, she lifted her eyelids and rose from her seat.

“As discussed, only you and Noven are to follow me,” she instructed.

The revolution had officially begun.

And with the start of the somewhat modest uprising, the ‘Blacksmith’s Tears’ was activated.

Sarant Ulrich Stymist, the Minister of Technology and the leader of the imperial delegation, ordered the entire delegation to hide in their respective accommodations.

Of course, Reina had no intention of staying quietly at the accommodation, nor should she.

“Then, shall we take action now?”

The plan was straightforward.

Members of the Tusa clan would secretly extinguish the ‘Beginning of Grace’ located at the very center of the Dwarf Square.

Though the exact mechanism was unclear, once ignited, the ‘Beginning of Grace’ was notoriously difficult to light, but once burning, it would maintain its flame perpetually without the need for wood or mana stones.

Thus, the citizens of the Dwarven Principality believed it to be evidence of the first power imbued by the ‘Goddess’ who descended among them.

“Wuran… isn’t extinguishing the ‘Beginning of Grace’ a bit too radical? It seems to be quite precious to the citizens of the Dwarven Principality…”

“The citizens will not be moved without such a shock. And, in fact, it is not a divine relic.”

“It’s not?”

“No, it’s a remnant of ancient magic. Nothing more than a very powerful magic that the ‘Blacksmith’s Tears’ cannot affect.”

“Ah… But how do we extinguish such a thing?”

The revolution had been years in preparation.

Thus, the method to extinguish it had already been discovered—only how to reignite the relic remained unknown.

“However, with the magic that you showed us before, Lady Reina, it should be entirely possible. Just as the secret forge’s central furnace also requires hundreds of premium mana stones to ignite.”

Really now… Should she be thankful for their faith in her, or should she consider them all quite reckless?

Regardless, Reina decided to follow the script they had prepared.

“The activation time for the ‘Blacksmith’s Tears’ is twenty-four hours… with a cooldown of thirty minutes…”

The playtime for the ‘Goddess’ act was precisely thirty minutes.

‘Just move according to the plan, please.’

Nothing more, nothing less, just as Wuran had envisioned.

Preparing to go to bed, Reina tousled her hair slightly to appear as if she had rushed out in alarm due to the noise from outside.

“Zatro and the others are guarding the escape routes in case of an unforeseen situation.”

The thought of fleeing if the revolution failed was certainly cowardly.

But, upon closer examination, this was indeed the most prudent Plan B for everyone involved.

‘If something happens to me, even slightly…’

Without an ounce of exaggeration, Ethan would turn the Dwarven Principality into a sea of fire.

Therefore, she had to prioritize her own safety first to prevent Ethan’s unilateral massacre.

“Now, let’s set off.”

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“Letis!”

At the sweet voice calling from behind, Letis, who had been conversing with his father, turned around.

Startled from her early bedtime by the thunderous noise, Reina was still dressed in a thin nightgown.

Watching her rush towards him in a fluster, Letis licked his lips.

‘Even nightwear suits her well.’

She looked almost divine, wrapped in a white shawl over her nightgown to cover herself.

Indeed, she was a desirable person in many ways.

‘It’s a pity.’

Had this woman’s partner not been ‘that’ Ethan, he would have certainly snatched her up and made her his own without hesitation.

However, he was not a blindly foolish man like Elijah Jehardt. There were two kinds of people in the world—people you could afford to provoke, and the people you must never antagonize.

And Ethan, quite frankly, belonged to the latter category.

“Huuk, huuuk… What… What in the world is happening?”

Having rushed over and now wiping the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand, Reina belatedly regained her composure and bowed to Letis’s father. Or rather, viscount and the current Minister of Technology and the next Count Stymist, Ulrich Jehardt.

“I’m in a bit of a hurry… My apologies for the intrusion, Minister.”

“Not at all. We’re all feeling the same way right now. I completely understand.”

Letis’s father, a pragmatist through and through, was one of the few supporters of Reina.

“I truly envy the ingenuity of that child.”

However, perhaps because of Ethan, Letis’s father also only had regrets to express.

“What exactly happened? There seemed to be a loud noise…”

“It’s right before the ‘Beginning of Grace’ goes out.”

When Letis redirected the explanation, Reina, recalling a previous discussion about the ‘Beginning of Grace’, widened her eyes in shock.

“The Beginning of Grace?! Isn’t that incredibly important?”

“To the dwarves here, yes.”

“But how could this happen…”

“We’re not sure either.”

It was then that his father, who had been silent, spoke up.

“This is rather serious. Following an internal rebellion, now the spiritual pillar of the Dwarven Principality, the ‘Beginning of Grace,’ is on the verge of being extinguished…”

He rubbed his forehead as if in pain. Then, Letis cautiously offered his thoughts.

“Minister, it might be best to return to the Empire.”