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Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita? ~ Tensei Chokugo wa Donzoko Sutāto, Demo Ban’nō Mahō de Gyakuten Jinsei o Jōshō-chū! (Web Novel) - Chapter 21.1 - Dark Mysterious Organization(1)
Chapter 21.1 - Dark Mysterious Organization(1)
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Translator: Lady Black
In a detached palace in the capital, live Queen Giselotte and her son Prince Lyas that were only allowed inside with their aides.
It was the building the symbolizes the conflict between the King and the Queen.
Just then, Marianne, the princess who have all the love of the King rushed in.
She’s 17 years old this year and beautiful enough to be compared to the former queen. She lifted the hem of her dress with double the length of the lady’s, the sight of her long blond hair waving was enough to capture the attention of the knight’s eyes.
It wasn’t because the knights were entranced with her beauty that they didn’t stop her.
But Giselotte only allowed her to go back and forth in the palace.
She runs even in the palace. Keeping your breath and smile.
Eventually, she stopped by the front of her intended room to enter and knocked before opening the door.
“Lyas, you got a reply!”
“Ah! Don’t suddenly open the door, stupid sister.”
“Are you having trouble with the sudden opening of the door?”
“Shut up! I’m talking about manners, stupid!”
“When are you going to be careful not to use rough words?”
“Hmph, I don’t care.”
Prince Lyas was sitting before his desk. With a pen in hand, he sat down and turned his body to Marianne.
He also grew up for the last five years.
He’s taller than his peers of the same age and well built. Not only he developed his magical talent but he was also working hard to master his swordsmanship since his defeat against his mother, the best swordswoman in the country.
“Indeed, no matter how long it might take. I’ll never be cuter than you. Your sister is pitiful.”
He was annoyed at his sister.
(Damn, I’m used to it since then. This is irritating.)
He couldn’t help but feel that it was due to him.
“You mean, Haruto is coming? You don’t have to report something so obvious. I don’t think he could refuse father’s recommendation.”
“That’s a pity. By the way, isn’t today’s training finished? Have you been writing love letters that you couldn’t send out again?”
“It’s not love letters!”
“Your partner… Charlotte!”
“She’s not! Why would I be such a naughty boy?”
“It’s Haruto then?”
“…tsk, No.”
(How easy to understand…)
Marianne knew that Lyas was writing and throwing a letter. The opponent was likely to be Haruto.
“With your position, you could go to the frontier if you want to.”
“Mother won’t spare me. I told her before that I wanted to take a visit but I was yelled out by saying that my swordplay was terrible.”
“Right, so you wanted to send a letter of recommendation to invite Haruto in the Royal Capital?”
Sending Haruto to the Royal School.
Lyas was the one that suggested it.
Marianne was happy that his brother looks for her for the first time, therefore she sent him a letter of recommendation by requesting to their father the King.
“I wanted to know the secret of his strength. Since then, I am desperately honing my magic skills and swordplay. But I felt that the stronger I become the father he is to reach.”
Marianne had the same idea.
She’s still afraid of the unfathomable strength of Haruto even though she just saw it once. She thinks that Lyas who fought him directly knew this more than her.
“If he went to the same school as I go, I’ll have the chance to observe up-close. That’s simple.”
“Defeat might’ve changed you but that cheeky part of you haven’t changed at all.”
“Sister too, you’ve lost your composure. It seemed that you seemed glad to fall on the father’s hands. You sat in father’s room saying ‘I won’t move an inch until I get the letter of recommendation!’”
“Who told you that story?!”
“It was a rumor amongst the guards. You seemed to be more devoted to getting his letter of recommendation than I am.”
“That’s because I like Haruto—”
“Eh.”
“Eh?”
“Ah, no, I didn’t mean that I was in love with…”
Marianne’s face turned red.
“Sister… perhaps…”
“…no?”
(Easy)
