Greta sincerely pleaded. In Yurian’s eyes, which had disrespected her two colors, mixed with pride in her tainted blood, determination was evident.

Viscount Bolendo responded positively.

“Yes, I understand. So, don’t worry too much, Your Majesty Hwangbi. You were prepared when you followed me as a viscount. You knew it would be a difficult journey.”

“But really, it’s terribly hard.”

Greta muttered as if she wanted to give up everything right away. Viscount Bolendo looked at Greta with a comforting gaze.

“You’ve done well so far, Your Majesty Hwangbi. No one knows that you are the illegitimate child of the Everrium Duchy. That alone is a significant achievement.”

“Ugh.”

Viscount Bolendo comforted Greta. Greta groaned. The maid, who was caring for her nails, deeply cut her skin instead of the nail groove.

“Oh, I’m sorry…!”

The maid immediately prostrated herself on the floor.

“You.”

Greta, who was looking at the blood seeping through her nails rather than forming droplets, firmly grabbed the hair of the maid who had fallen on the floor.

“Kyaak!”

Before the maid, who screamed in pain as if her scalp was being torn off, could open her mouth, her body collapsed to the floor. When Greta swung the hand that had grabbed the hair, a heavy object fell to the floor with a thud. It was the head container that had been hanging on the wall due to the hair tangled in her fingers.

“We need to find out where that woman took this information.”

With a sword that appeared without anyone noticing when it was drawn, Viscount Bolendo said.

“It seems like I won’t be able to join the dinner party.”

“Such…”

If Yurian knew about this, if he found out that Viscount Bolendo had acted to cover up the mistake, he would be greatly disappointed in Greta. Greta, once again, moved one step further away from becoming his daughter. In the end, Greta felt despair.

Windsor Duke’s townhouse.

Benjamin, Kendalli, and Laphine discussed whether they might not be ordinary people in this world, whether Hwangbi was a follower of Hebenism, and whether the person who kidnapped Yurisien and set fire to Windsor might be Hwangbi.

“Your Highness Crown Prince. There is something urgent you need to know.”

Mitchell, who had been away for a moment, approached urgently and whispered.

“Everrium…”

The sound of Mitchell’s reporting could be faintly heard as he lowered his voice.

‘Everrium? Is he talking about the Everrium Duchy?’

It was the closest kin to Hwangbi, and since Greta became Hwangbi, it was the place that had received the greatest benefits and privileges. Moreover, the Everrium Duchy had even tried to oppress the temple because Greta, as Hwangbi, was its daughter.

‘There can’t be a temple above the Hwang family.’

No one was unaware that it was an attempt to prevent Greta, who had gone to the temple for recuperation from the scarecrow prince’s subject, from entering politics later.

Also, the tyranny against the petty nobility or commoners and the tribute to the common people had become less than half as harsh as when the emperor was alive.
‘In the end, I heard that the nobles of Andel, an unprecedented northern region, gathered and sued the Everrium Duke several times for the crime of desecration.’

It’s because the substitute temple of the Hwagsion sect was in the north. Suppressing the temple is like rejecting the northern nobles who hold the power of the temple on their shoulders. The Crown Prince sided with such nobles in their power struggle and restrained Everrium without directly intervening.

‘Now that I think about it, Crown Prince might have gone to the temple with such foresight.’

Benjamin still remained. While Yurisien was having such thoughts, Benjamin, who had heard the entire story from Mitchell, grimaced.

“The story has become troublesome.”

“What happened?”

Already troubled, it became even more so here. Jurgen, who was rubbing his forehead, sent a troubled look.

“The person we planted in the Everrium Duchy is dead.”

“…….!”

“His throat was cut before he could destroy the evidence.”

“Darn it.”

Whether he knew the person or not, Ivan muttered curses with clenched fists. Nevertheless, Mitchell didn’t look at Ivan. Benjamin, with a distressed expression, clenched the hand that was resting on the table.

“It won’t take long to trace that I’m behind this.”

“Such…”

If Benjamin is exposed, Windsor is in danger.

No matter how Jurgen and Yurisien have enough power to protect themselves, the opponent is a follower of Hebenism. Moreover, this person has already invaded Windsor Duke’s residence once, played with Hopeland Changeback as if burning him to death. He has the power to kill!

“Magic or voodoo-like things are difficult to prepare for unless you are a priest. Is there no way?”

In response to Jurgen’s question, Benjamin exhaled a dry breath. It was frustrating in every way.

He hadn’t thought ahead in this regard because he didn’t even think that Greta’s identity might be related to Hebenism. In the end, Benjamin lamented his carelessness after a long time.