A Transmigrator’s Privilege-Chapter 192
I reflexively turned to Tesilid.
When our gazes met, he quickly covered his mouth in a flustered manner and turned his head away.
At that moment, Raywin, who had raised my left hand earlier to dismiss something, looked at it quietly and spoke.
“By the way, Ayleth, I don’t think I’ve seen that ring before.”
Soon, with a look of disbelief, he jerked his head around as if he had sensed an ambush.
The place his gaze moved to was Tesilid’s left hand.
A ring, a pair to mine, was shining conspicuously under the midday sun, drawing attention to itself.
Seeing Raywin flinch, I quickly stepped in to explain.
“That ring, you know, I got it recently as a lucky find, a rosary ring artifact. Tesilid and I both got one, and it’s effective for bishops and high-level divine power users, so we split it.”
“I see. But why the ring on the fourth finger...?”
“It doesn’t fit on my middle finger.”
“I see...”
At that moment, Prinz approached and placed a hand on Raywin’s shoulder.
“Raywin, hang in there.”
“Prinz?”
It seemed like the two of them had naturally started speaking casually to each other.
Watching their developed friendship, I smiled a little.
“I’ll support you.”
“...?”
“You’re someone I’ve seen for six years at the academy, so I can vouch for you.”
“...”
What is he talking about?
Meanwhile, one of the knights from the Silver Chain also patted Tesilid on the shoulder.
“What are we going to do, Tesilid? A small duke is too powerful.”
“It’s not a loss. In fact, the fact that I could be a possible son-in-law might be a point to sell.”
“This time, I will remain neutral. I’m sorry, Tesilid hyung.”
“...”
As the situation unfolded, I chuckled quietly. Just then, the necklace rang.
“Hey, Ayleth.”
“Yes.”
“If he’s a Baroness from the Vanershtein family, wouldn’t 3 million gold be no problem, not just 1 million?”
Ah, seriously. Even Agnes...
“...Should we stop now?”
“Hehehehe. Yep.”
[‘The Scales that Judge Souls’ can’t stop laughing.]
I couldn’t respond, and teasing Tesilid, I nudged him with my elbow.
“Don’t mind it.”
“...Okay.”
It would be better to sort out the situation first.
“Alright, let’s head to the palace.”
“Then we will depart now.”
Prinz pulled out a multi-person teleportation stone, which broke. The light from the dust spread through the air, turning the scenery completely white.
A moment later, I closed my eyes and opened them again, finding that the surrounding landscape had completely changed.
[ Entered the capital of the Binschester Kingdom, the Villelon area. Adjusting time based on the time difference.]
Inside the palace, showcasing its grandeur.
In the middle of the meticulously decorated courtyard, the royal knights lined up on both sides straightened their posture simultaneously.
“Welcome to the visit of the Divine Saint!”
The grand welcome was met with my indifferent attitude.
It wasn’t them I was paying attention to, but rather Tesilid, who stood beside me.
Since the moment we arrived here, his eyes had rapidly lost their vitality. The walls of the palace surrounding us seemed to trigger his haunting memories from the previous chapter.
‘For Tesilid, this place is like being right in the heart of enemy territory.’
If we are to face the varied political schemes coming for him, I need to stay alert.
“Thank you for your warm welcome, nobles of Binschester.”
As I took a solemn step forward with a sociable smile, a new voice entered the scene.
[‘Cliché Gourmet’ senses a drama is unfolding and peeks curiously.]
Just as the new stage seemed fitting, a new god sent a message.
Unsurprisingly, I continued walking forward. As we left the harsh sunlight, we entered the royal palace building.
In the Grand Hall, which displayed the royal majesty, someone was waiting for us.
“Your arrival is an honor, Divine Saint.”
“Thank you for greeting me, Princess Celeste.”
The platinum-haired princess, with a soft wave like a flowing stream, bowed politely.
Next to her was my precious friend, the black-haired noble lady.
“Bia.”
“Ai.”
Seeing her face, I wanted to say so much, but I didn’t know where to begin.
Feeling a bit overwhelmed, I just exchanged glances when the necklace rang again.
“Are you two talking with your eyes? What’s Bia saying? Is she okay?”
“...”
Thanks to that, I snapped out of my reverie.
I almost focused too much on my personal relations while here on official business. Hiding my embarrassment, I turned to Celeste.
“Have you been waiting long?”
“Waiting for my life’s savior, I didn’t even realize how long it had been.”
She said that she didn’t mind how long, speaking the royal way.
“I cannot express how much I was anxious about the incident that happened at the dungeon. Still, I’m overjoyed to see you return safely.”
“It is thanks to divine protection.”
“Not only should I thank you, Divine Saint, for saving me, but also the gods who protected you. Once your church is completed, I will offer a donation of gratitude.”
“Really? The gods will bestow glorious blessings on Princess Celeste’s future!”
I’ve always supported the princess, but now I’ll support her even more.
At this, Celeste showed a brief look of surprise at my political stance, which I hadn’t hidden.
It seemed like she, aware of the eyes and ears around us, answered with a smile and quickly changed the subject.
“I’ve committed the blunder of keeping our guest standing. Since you must meet His Majesty, please allow me to guide you to the audience room.”
As we walked down the corridor, shoulder to shoulder with Celeste, she explained the upcoming schedule.
“Tomorrow, in order to show our gratitude, a grand banquet will be held. The central nobles are eagerly awaiting to meet the heroes of the Helcaion and Anaxia campaigns. It would be a great honor if you could grace us with your presence.”
“I see. This is my first social banquet, so I’ll be counting on you.”
I replied without much emotion, then glanced sideways. Tesilid’s reaction was...
‘Hmm, as expected.’
The handsome man, like a religious artwork, slightly opened his mouth before silently closing it again. It looked like he was swallowing a sigh.
He seemed to be remembering the banquets he had attended in his past life, feeling discomfort on his own.
The experiences a commoner knight would have at a noble banquet...
Considering how bleak the original was, doesn’t it feel just right?
Criticizing attire, etiquette, speech, rumors, gossip, mockery of status, forced drinking, vile tricks, and so on.
A complete mess. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
[‘The Scales that Judge Souls’ suggests that if they touch the protagonist again, they might as well go all out with Divine Descent.]
[‘The Watcher of Leaked Secrets’ shakes their head, saying, why don’t they understand that a sip of soda is precious because of all the sweet potato in the world?]
[‘The Wordmaster of Worldbuilding’ mocks ‘The Watcher of Leaked Secrets,’ saying that they should have the flat soda themselves.]
Before I knew it, we seemed to be nearing our destination. Turning the corner, the door to the audience room appeared at the end of the corridor.
Celeste took a small breath next to me. She looked a bit tense and softly called my name.
“Your Grace.”
“Yes, Princess.”
“Are you aware of the political situation in the Binschester royal family?”
‘Does she want me to explain if necessary?’ was what she meant, but...
“Of course. You don’t need to worry.”
“I see.”
Seeing her sigh with relief as if she had been worrying for no reason, she exhaled a long breath.
“Well then, please wait here while I take care of the others, excluding the Divine Saint and the Swordmaster.”
With a smooth motion, the great doors parted.
“Divine Saint Ayleth Rodeline and Swordmaster Tesilid Arzent are entering.”
After the attendant’s loud announcement, Tesilid and I stepped over the threshold.
Keeping my gaze low, I walked toward the deepest part of the room. The throne, far ahead, gradually drew nearer.
In fact, King Ferrat of Binschester had long been bedridden due to illness.
The real power had been seized by the regent... and that person was none other than...
“The noble Queen of Binschester, Her Majesty.”
It was Queen Laviosa, the biological mother of the third prince, Ligarest.
“Please rise, Divine Saint.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Sitting on the throne was a cold beauty, like a goddess carved from eternal ice.
Although she was approaching forty, she boasted a beauty that seemed to distort her true age.
Her pale, almost icy-colored eyes and her white hair, which had turned prematurely gray after a tragic event, gave her an air of mystery.
‘Truly, someone who rose to the position of queen solely through her beauty.’
Originally, Queen Laviosa was the daughter of a fallen noble family, but she caught the king’s eye and rose to the position of queen as a second wife.
If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.
Having come to the royal family without any support, she must have gone through unimaginable hardships.
The once naive woman, who couldn’t harm anyone, eventually changed after losing her first son and second prince, Reminic.
She began to covet power.
And now, the general opinion of Queen Laviosa was that she was the ‘white-haired villain obsessed with power.’
Her only goal now was to place her only son, the third prince Ligarest, on the throne.
Naturally, I, who had saved Princess Celeste, wouldn’t be seen favorably.
“First, I must thank you for saving Princess Celeste and Prince Hadeil.”
Only then did I remember with a start.
Ah yes, Hadeil was here too. I almost forgot.
In the chaos with Reed’s appearance, I hadn’t paid much attention to him, but it seems he escaped the dungeon safely.
Anyway, that useless guy seems to have a strong life force.
“You’re welcome.”
Not wanting to drag out the conversation and antagonize her, I humbly kept my words brief.
Whether Queen Laviosa wanted to avoid saying more herself or not, her cold gaze soon shifted to the main point.
“I promise to treat the Divine Saint as the daughter of the gods, with the utmost respect. Please, may you stay without any discomfort during your visit.”
Although her words seemed neutral, they were laced with a sharp undercurrent.
‘She’s warning me not to get involved in the political struggle.’
As a ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) daughter of the gods, she’s telling me not to care about such worldly things, meaning politics.
My influence, as the granddaughter of the Hispenril Duke and a Divine Saint, carries significant weight.
Queen Laviosa was trying to sideline me politically by blocking my influence.
“Did I speak too indirectly?”
It seemed like my prolonged silence made it appear as though I hadn’t read between the lines.
Queen Laviosa’s tone became more blunt.
“Please, do not interfere in the succession dispute. If you do so, I will not touch the Divine Saint’s people.”
A clear threat.
Even after finishing her words, her gaze was not directed at me.
The cold look in Queen Laviosa’s eyes as she stared at Tesilid was chilling.
<Does she mean she’ll target Tesilid as an example?>
That’s exactly it, Agnes.
