How To Ruin The Original Work (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 154

“A prophecy? What on earth…?”

When Nigel froze, unable to utter another word, Widrun placed a folded piece of paper into Nigel’s palm.

With trembling hands, Nigel unfolded the paper.

[The one who bears the name Arenius.]

Though no subject was written, the blank was naturally filled in.

The Saintess—the very existence the entire temple had been desperately scheming to reclaim ever since Nigel concealed her identity.

As long as she was confirmed as the Saintess, it wouldn’t matter whether she was a dull-witted fool with an intact body or someone missing limbs; they would chain her with heavy shackles attached to thick iron chains and lock her away in a spacious, beautiful cage, never releasing her until her last breath.

An icy chill, sharp as if clawing from all directions, deeply pierced Nigel’s entire body. Nigel ran a hand over their arm to check it was still intact and spoke.

“…Has the content of the prophecy spread among the common folk?”

“No. The imperial court is negotiating the conditions regarding it.”

At those words, Nigel’s frozen body gradually began to relax.

It seemed Nigel’s earlier assumption had been correct—that since the prophecy involved the imperial family’s name, they couldn’t recklessly make it public.

“I’ve just been assigned to participate in those negotiations. I’ll do everything in my power to keep the prophecy from spreading, so you stay right here in Siennia and don’t take even a single step outside. Just wait quietly.”

Nigel nodded.

As the imperial court’s direct educational institution, Siennia was not a place with free access, making it Nigel’s safest choice.

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