“If you return to Calleto with the curse being found out to be undone, it will definitely happen that way.”

He nodded his head.

“But I know how to unbind it. And I can at least undo the edges of the body, far from the vital points.”

He propped his elbow and grinned, leaning his chin.

“If you undo, what will be left?”

He was almost whining, clinging desperately for an affirmative answer.

“Yes.”

There was no reason for Lu to refuse to regain her original abilities.

“If you tell me how.”

“Of course I should.”

Hayden nodded as if it was natural, extending his hand to the table beside.

“Give me your foot.”

“Excuse me?”

He bent down without hesitation, placing Lu’s left foot on his leg, and then casually taking off her boot, he grabbed her left ankle with his big hand.

“Your Majesty, just a moment.”

This sort of touch was a little strange and awkward. Lu objected, but Hayden did not heed her.

“It’s better to have the feet free to support a body bound by a curse, much better than the hands.”

He seemed to cut the curse in half from the middle, applying force to the ankle he had grabbed. The view of the emerald curse reaching the tip of the toe was extremely creepy and disgusting.

But Hayden did not furrow his brow, only holding the ankle tightly.

A white light began to emanate from his hand. Below the glowing ankle, the curse began to crack, creaking and making an ominous sound.

“Watch closely, General Gennes, no, Lady Flache, the Countess.”

Hayden smiled refreshingly as if to reassure her.

“This curse must be weakened this way before it can be broken.”

The hand that was not holding the ankle grabbed the curse on the foot. That he could grab the intangible curse was a sign of a great wizard.

Hayden’s laugh grew wilder. Around him, the ominous emerald began to sway. Creak, crack, thud, thud, the sound of something hard being forcibly broken was heard.

‘So vulgar.’

He simply made a scornful judgment. How vulgar it was to dare to resist and withstand him.

Merely parasitizing on a healthy person and sucking the life out of them, less than a bug, trying to resist. Moreover, it was so intricately wound. Every time he saw it again, his anger boiled to the tips of his hair.

But unlike his fierce anger, his hand very simply started to break and sweep away the curse below the ankle without much effort.
Thump, thump, thump. The revolting curses were torn away from Hayden’s hands. It felt refreshing, and at the same time, he wanted to get rid of the remaining curses bound to his body as well.

“Especially the heart, neck, and head must be further weakened before being torn off. If you mess with it forcibly, who knows what could happen. At the least, death. So don’t be greedy and concentrate on strengthening the eyes and feet that have been freed from the curse. The rest of the body won’t be balanced otherwise.”

As if shaking off something filthy, Hayden brushed away the curse and pulled over the plate pushed by Riga.

“Unbind the right foot after eating it all.”

“It’s fine.”

“You must eat to endure, Your Grace. You must eat both plates.”

His words were firm but also gentle. He carefully grabbed Riga’s ankle, forcibly put his boots back on, then rose from his seat.

“Look after you have eaten.”

“Thank you.”

The haughty Emperor nodded his head and walked out. His siblings were standing at the entrance, having finished brushing their teeth, and Hayden affectionately stroked their heads as he passed by.

“Make sure your sister eats all her food.”

Have the siblings done something good? At an awkward moment, when Riga, who was accustomed to hiding bad news, was feeling a bit perplexed, Bella’s eyes twinkled.

“Sister, are you going to marry the Master?”

…Children’s leaps and imagination are frightening.

“No, I’m not.”

Riga answered, lifting her fork.

In an instant, the Emperor, who was walking far away, suddenly looked back at her. Riga quickly shifted her gaze to the children. Her heart sank, but she desperately feigned ignorance.

“Have you finished brushing your teeth?”

“Yes. We brushed them. But why not marry? The Master likes Sister Riga.”

The fiveyearold spoke earnestly.

“Why do you think he likes me?”

“Like this, he put shoes on a princess! Sister, you’re a princess from a fairy tale! The Master is cool!”

“So, Bella, would you like to marry His Majesty?”

“No, I’m going to marry Daddy!”

With her plump belly slightly protruding, the determined Bella shouted loudly.

Oh my, yes. At that age, that’s how it is. The father must truly adore his youngest daughter, Riga thought reflexively.

What a sight, at an age where one longs for a grandchild, having a fiveyearold youngest daughter. Pretty. So pretty. Riga was dying of cuteness right now, so how much more would he be?

“Monster appearance! Imperiale, take off!”

At that moment, a loud bell rang throughout Belfort. It was already the fifth monster appearance of the morning.

“It’s okay. Let’s wait here.”

“Your Majesty, how can you go alone, dammit, protect Emperor Your Majesty!”