A Transmigrator’s Privilege-Chapter 193
Queen Laviosa would do anything to place Ligarest on the throne.
Especially when the protagonist, who is hated by the whole world, is the target.
In fact, in the original work, Tesilid had endured several brutal experiences at the hands of Queen Laviosa.
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ trembles as it recalls the things Queen Laviosa did to the protagonist in chapter 25.]
[‘The Watcher of Leaked Secrets’ reflects on the highlight of the original, where Queen Laviosa framed the protagonist and personally whipped them.]
[‘Cliché Gourmet’ cheers at the stimulating melodrama of the original work.]
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ gasps and asks ‘Cliché Gourmet’ when they arrived.]
[‘The Wordmaster of Worldbuilding’ hurries to greet ‘Cliché Gourmet’ respectfully.]
[‘Cliché Gourmet’ replies that they arrived earlier and casually receives the greeting.]
As expected, the president of the Possession Management Bureau must be the one. A person who reacts to the terms "betrayal" and "melodrama," it seems they know how to time their visits perfectly.
Anyway, I had to make my position clear to Queen Laviosa.
I had no intention of following her warning or recreating the original work’s melodrama by confronting her.
So, what I needed to do was clear.
“Your Majesty, Queen Laviosa.”
“Yes, Divine Saint. Please, speak.”
“It is customary for priests to offer prayers at places they visit. If it’s alright with you, I would like to offer a prayer for the Binschester royal family tomorrow.”
Although Queen Laviosa seemed to be non-religious...
“A prayer from the Divine Saint? I do expect some effectiveness from it.”
She responded as if indulging in a jester’s antics.
“Well, then, I will prepare for the prayer, as I’ve received permission. As for the prayer’s content... I believe wishing for peace in the household would be fitting. After all, the royal family is, in the end, one family.”
“Peace in the household... Such a moving sentiment.”
“Yes. It will surely resonate with Your Majesty’s heart.”
I smiled cheerfully, confidently assuring her.
Seeing the slight suspicion and wariness in Queen Laviosa’s eyes, I couldn’t help but look forward to tomorrow.
✠ "As expected, Her Majesty Queen Laviosa has given you a warning."
Celeste, who had heard about the events in the audience room, murmured as she lowered her eyes.
At the moment, I was sitting face to face with Princess Celeste in her sitting room.
Not long after, the maids finished preparing the tea, and Celeste looked around at the others before speaking.
“Bia, please join us. If Sir Prinz doesn’t mind, he can join as well.”
And so, five of us gathered around the tea table.
Celeste continued the conversation.
“You may not know, but Her Majesty is a person who does what she sets out to do. After losing Reminic, the number of political rivals she has purged is countless. Her hand is merciless and extreme.”
“Yes. She certainly seems that way.”
“Although she cannot directly touch the Divine Saint, who is protected by the duchies and the church, anyone else... She would surely take action against them, with means far beyond imagination.”
After finishing her words, Celeste’s gaze shifted to Tesilid.
Her eyes flickered with an unspoken regret. She stared at him longer than necessary.
Tesilid, though aware, kept his gaze lowered, focusing entirely on his teacup.
‘He clearly doesn’t want to get involved with Celeste.’
It was a conscious effort.
It was understandable, given that throughout the original work, Tesilid’s interactions with Celeste never ended well.
He was often caught up in scandals that were beyond belief, even being framed for crimes he didn’t commit, facing the risk of execution.
In the previous chapter, the mere act of officially escorting Celeste to an event earned him the scorn of two princes, leading to a string of humiliating situations.
The world always turned his goodwill into malice.
Especially the Binschester royal family, which seemed like the perfect stage for that rule to be maximized.
Therefore, ever since arriving at the palace, Tesilid had been wearing a deeply subdued expression.
His eyes, which contained everything here, were cold.
At that moment.
<The princess can’t take her eyes off Tesilid. Could it be...? >
Ugh, Agnes, no.
At this point, making a remark about rumors would be completely inappropriate.
As expected, upon seeing Tesilid’s stiffened expression, I quickly corrected the misunderstanding.
“Absolutely not.”
<You’re being so serious. Alright, alright.>
I succeeded in clearing Agnes’s doubts and easing Tesilid’s expression.
But I had to pay a small price for it.
“Hmm? Divine Saint?”
“I was just muttering to myself. Heh.”
I quickly brushed it off with a laugh, feeling quite embarrassed.
It was time to change the subject.
In moments like this, it’s best to have someone who naturally draws attention to shift the focus.
“Brother.”
“Yes, Divine Saint.”
“Ah, don’t call me that. It feels awkward. We’re finally having a proper conversation after so long, and if you keep calling me that, it’ll be a bit disappointing.”
“R-right? Okay, I won’t.”
“Thanks. By the way, I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“Are you assigned as Princess Celeste’s escort knight? I heard the other two princes fought over you to claim you?”
To my question, Prinz awkwardly nodded, embarrassed.
“Soon, I’ll be assigned. After it was revealed I’m the grandson of the Duke, no one’s been giving me a hard time. Now that I have a choice, I’ll go to the side of the person I want to serve.”
He finished speaking while glancing at Bianca.
Such an honest brother.
But does he know? 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Since ten years ago, when Bianca learned that we were the Duke’s grandchildren, my brother had already lost his spot as a potential husband for Bianca...
If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.
At that moment, Bianca, who had just finished sipping her tea, turned to look at Prinz.
“It was truly a grateful decision for you to serve the princess, Sir Prinz.”
“Such praise is undeserved, Lady.”
“Now, given your position, it’s inappropriate to call me ‘Lady.’ Just call me Lady Gillette or Bianca.”
“I understand, Bianca.”
“Drop the ‘Lady’ too.”
“Bi, Bi, Bianca.”
With her permission to call her by name, Prinz rolled the name on his tongue, looking touched.
However, the moment of bliss was short-lived.
Behind him awaited the thunderous news Bianca had brought.
“I’m afraid I will have to use your position a little. If the Duke’s grandson stays by the princess’s side, I will feel secure even when I’m away.”
“What? You’re leaving?”
“I need to keep a promise I made with a friend a long time ago.”
While Prinz was flustered, Bianca smiled at me and said.
“Oh, I thought it was time for you to come and get me. Wasn’t I right?”
“Goodness, you knew and were just waiting?”
“Yep.”
“Just like you, Bia. You’re the best.”
My dear friend hadn’t forgotten the promise she made to assist with administration when I assembled a crusade, and she knew exactly when I needed her now.
It seemed she had already spoken to Celeste as well.
I had expected some friction since I was taking such a competent person, but Celeste had sent Bianca to me without holding her back.
Only Prinz seemed to be in shock, completely at a loss.
“This can’t be happening. I was about to be assigned...”
“I’m sorry, brother. But Bia was already taken by me, so there’s no other way.”
“...”
“Anyway, thank you for deciding to stay by the princess’s side. Let’s have you stay here to protect the peace of Binschester.”
“No, I...”
“Don’t tell me a knight is going to say one thing and do another? You trust me, right?”
“Ugh...”
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ looks quite pleased.]
Meanwhile, Tesilid seemed a bit surprised by the situation.
“The talented administrative assistant you had in mind... was your friend.”
“Please, take care of things, Sir Tesilid.”
“Likewise, please take care of me.”
[‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things’ lights up with excitement.]
[‘The Watcher of Leaked Secrets’ calms the excitement of ‘The Eyes Watching the Chaos of All Things.’]
[‘Cliché Gourmet’ eagerly asks when the love triangle fight will start.]
Thus, after finishing the royal matters, I decided to return to the church with Bianca.
“It was fun. Now, rest well.”
After tea time, we were guided to our respective rooms.
I was assigned a rather extravagant and large room, though a little apart from the others.
Entering, I found the sitting room first.
There were six maids and twelve servants waiting for me, all greeting me.
But it seemed there was one more person waiting for me.
The oldest-looking maid cautiously called out to me.
“Excuse me, Divine Saint.”
“Yes?”
“Prince Hadeil is waiting inside.”
“Inside?”
We were already inside, though?
Reading my confusion, the maid, looking awkward, spoke.
“...Further inside.”
By “further inside,” she meant the bedroom.
It was incredible. The prince had gone into my bedroom, the one I hadn’t even entered yet, and was waiting for me.
Even though this was his home and guest room... this was something else...
