“Regrettably, it seems we must. We can’t overcome Duke Esper’s will with our power.”

Having faced Carlos themselves, the priests nodded in agreement with Trope’s words.

“It’s not acceptable.”

Except for one.

Someone shouted firmly, and Trope and the other priests looked at him.

Did such a person belong to our group?

Trope was about to ask who he was when the man’s eyes momentarily changed from brown to purple.

Trope and the priests, meeting those purple eyes, had their questions answered.

Yes. That man is one of us.

The man’s eyes returned to their normal brown. He scanned the spellbound priests and said firmly,

“The witch is a special being that defies God’s will. As faithful servants who serve the Lord, we cannot let this go.”

Trope objected, feeling awkward.

“I fully understand your feelings, brother. I also want to deal with the witch as much as I want a chimney, but there’s nothing we can do since Duke Esper is so resilient.”

Another priest at his side chimed in.

“You’re right. That woman is clearly a witch, but he insists on evidence, so what can we do…….”

“If evidence is needed, we can obtain it.”

Trope’s eyes widened at the man’s nonchalant words.

“You have evidence?”

“No, not at the moment. But it can be created.”

“What do you mean……?”

Trope asked, bewildered, and the man smiled, his lips curling smoothly.

“Let’s conduct a witch trial.”

“A witch trial?”

Duey nodded, continuing his story.

“It’s been confirmed that a message was sent to the authorities in the Kaman territory who were in charge of the recent fire incident at Baron Silas’s residence. They were asked who the culprit was and for the investigation documents.”

“Even before that, a message was sent to the Ambassador.”

“Yes. The message sent to the Ambassador was sealed with divine power, and without an inside person to verify the reason for the message, but the circumstances suggest that they are likely preparing for a witch trial.”

The witch trial, a unique trial in the church where various inquiries or tortures were performed on someone suspected of being a witch, to determine whether that person was a witch or not.

As the process often led to innocent victims, the royal family ordered the trials to be run on a liability basis.

“I don’t know why they’re trying to hold a trial when they’ll be severely punished under the liability system if it’s proven that the lady is not a witch, but I don’t know what they’re thinking.”

Carlos replied, sitting in his desk chair.
“The doves don’t want to reveal whether she’s a witch or not.”

“Then what do they want?”

“Her death.”

Duey wore a puzzled expression.

“How could the lady’s death help the doves, and why would they want such a thing?”

“This, too, has one who desires it separately.”

“What… Ah.”

Realizing late who Carlos was talking about, Duey let out a short exclamation.

Carlos looked at Duey and asked,

“Is it really true that this matter has nothing to do with that guy?”

Duey bowed deeply and answered,

“I will check again.”

After Duey withdrew, Carlos sank deeply into the backrest of the chair.

He had anticipated that the priests wouldn’t back down so easily, but he never thought they would be preparing a witch trial. A hollow laugh escaped him at the unexpected reaction.

Well, the outcome would still be the same.

It was divine foresight to have warned the crown prince in advance in case something like this happened.

“I must tell her.”

Thinking that she would be surprised if suddenly forced to stand trial as a witch, Carlos headed towards the drawingroom where Irene was.

Currently, Irene was in the drawingroom meeting with the dressmaker’s madam to fit her winter clothes.

When Carlos arrived in the drawingroom, Irene was surrounded by fabric and the dress shop’s employees.

“My, how your skin is so pale that any color suits you well.”

“The design suits you too. Thinking about the young lady wearing the dress I made makes me happy already.”

“We must choose the accessories in advance!”

Although the dress shop’s madam and employees seemed happy, Irene looked uncomfortable, her face awkward and somewhat startled.

‘Understandable.’

Carlos, having experienced this himself, instantly knew how Irene felt.

However, he did not step in. He didn’t want to get caught by the dress shop’s madam himself.

Thinking that it wouldn’t be appropriate for him to stay there for that reason, he quietly tried to leave, but the madam, noticing him, called out cheerfully.

“Your Lordship!”

Not the young lord or Your Grace, but Your Lordship?

Hearing this unfamiliar title, Irene looked at Carlos in confusion.

Carlos greeted her with a nod and then looked at the madam.

“It’s been a while.”

“I was just thinking about contacting you since the time to fit winter clothes had passed and you hadn’t called. Would you like to do it together since you’re here?”

See? He knew she would catch him. Carlos took a step back and replied,

“No. I’m busy now, so let’s do it later.”

“Are you… very busy?”

At the cautious question, the foot that was about to turn and leave stopped.

Carlos looked at Irene with just a turn of his head. Her slightly trembling eyes seemed to want him to be there for her.

Perhaps she wanted the attention of the dress shop’s employees that was focused on her to be diverted to him.

Carlos found Irene, who dared to use him in this way, both cheeky and not bad.

“…It seems I can spare a moment.”

At some point, his body had fully turned towards Irene.

When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did

“How dare you!”

“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?

“I will never accept that.”

“I will never let you return to him.”

“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”

“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”

“I will never let you escape me!”

This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!

At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.

Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.

The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.

Synopsis:

Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?

Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?

Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?

The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.

The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.

Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~

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