This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 225

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Chapter 225

Translator: Yonnee

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As the bracelet shrunk to fit her wrist perfectly, Reina staggered with a small groan.

“Oh dear. Are you alright?”

Grace quickly supported her before she could fall.

“You might have trouble walking for a while.”

Her elegant voice echoed lengthily.

Understanding Reina’s condition all too well, Grace wore a kind smile.

“The ‘Goddess’s Compassion’ is all well and good, but the initial pain is the problem. If only that part could change, it would be much better.”

Goddess’s Compassion?

“It’s called the ‘Goddess’s Compassion’. It’s an artifact that dates back to ancient times. Originally, it was one piece, but it was divided into three and scattered around the world. The Imperial Family happens to possess one of those pieces.”

Why is such an artifact on my wrist right now…

But before her quiet question could fully form,

“It will take a while to arrive, so it might be better for you to rest a bit, Reina.”

Reina’s consciousness plunged into the abyss as if cut off.

* * *

“Ugh…”

As she was unable to contain the pain, a groan leaked through her crimson lips.

After a moment, her heavy eyelids struggled to lift.

“Where is this…”

Her throat felt as if it had been slashed with a knife, and her body kept sagging down like wet cotton.

“Reina, you’re still such a sleepyhead.”

Forcing back the unpleasant and tired sensations, Reina barely managed to open her eyes and look ahead.

“Paul…? Didn’t you run away? But why are you…”

Her sentence trailed off, replaced by confusion about her hands and feet being tied to a chair.

“…What’s this all about?”

Questioning him with a bewildered voice, Paul shrugged his shoulders and pouted his lips.

“You’re asking even though you know. It’s because we thought you might resist.”

“What?”

Nothing from what Paul was saying to the situation unfolding before her eyes made any sense.

“Resist?”

“Don’t move too violently. You might hurt your skin.”

As Reina stood dumbfounded, unable to ask any further questions, he chuckled softly and walked to a corner.

There lay a box decorated with ivory.

With a small gesture from Paul, a magical seal was undone, and the entrance opened with a click.

“Why did you cross the line, Reina?”

After uttering those significant words, he took something out of the box and showed it to Reina.

Her eyes widened to the point of tearing.

“……!”

Resacillin.

Yes, what Paul Bohr was presenting was the recently started production of the antibiotic.

‘Why does Paul have that?’

Was she dreaming right now?

Sensing Reina’s confusion, Paul hummed and gently shook the small bottle of liquid.

“Did you really think the Bohr family wouldn’t know? Did you think the family of healers wouldn’t care about that ‘medicine’ or whatever it’s called?”

“……”

No. They knew all too well.

It was predictable that among the nine families, the Bohr family, which practiced healing as their legacy, would be the least pleased with the establishment of Resa—an institute focusing on medicine. Anyone with a slight understanding of the empire’s power dynamics could have anticipated that.

‘And that’s why I was even more wary of the Bohr family…’

Where did the leak come from?

“Reina, you’re truly naive. You thought all of that was really just a coincidence.”

With a mocking laugh, he slowly approached the woman, who was frozen, unable to even breathe properly.

“Were you not curious how those Tusa clan dwarves knew that the ‘Beginning of Grace’ was an artifact carved not out of divine artifact, but ancient magic?”

“…What?”

“And why the revolution happened to occur now.”

Paul’s remark made it feel like Reina had been hit in the back of the head with a blunt object, halting her thoughts.

‘Could it be…’

Really, could it be?

‘All of this is related to the Bohr family…?’

But how?

She wracked her brain, trying to trace the connections, but couldn’t grasp anything.

The dwarves don’t interact with anyone other than the Stymist family, so how could they possibly…?

“Never mind House Bohr, the Tusa clan has never had close contact with humans…”

Suddenly, a group she had overlooked all this time popped into Reina’s mind.

‘…Merchants.’

To aid the impoverished in the Dwarven Principality, the Tusa family produced weapons and other items illegally. They traded these through the back door with merchants.

‘If among those merchant groups there was under House Bohr…’

They could have subtly leaked everything from Reina’s existence to the ‘Beginning of Grace’ to the Tusa clan, orchestrating this whole situation.

“Ah…”

The pieces of the puzzle began to fit together.

If this hypothesis were correct, the Bohr family could have easily acquired Resacillin.

‘And that means…’

Despite promising secret cooperation, the Tusa clan’s side had leaked the ‘Resacillin’ to the merchants they traditionally dealt with, namely individuals hidden within the Bohr family’s ranks.