The guy who was trying to do something to the young girl in the name of the mafic stone, speaking so cleanly.
But ultimately, sending Viscount Humphrey to the monastery was an excellent choice.
“Sent him to a monastery famous for isolation from the outside world, so he will suffer self-sufficiency and isolation from society until he dies. Moreover, it is impossible to send people or letters from the side of the Empress or Gouturk, so he won’t be able to threaten us.”
Hiding a mafic stone mine of that size was a grave offense.
While he might not receive a criminal sentence as a noble, the ethical impact could not be ignored.
Therefore, Balter was focusing on systematically eliminating any elements that could be hindrances in revealing evidence of Empress Hwangbi’s recent involvement.
“It was said during the wedding that Benjamin heard the story. It will be announced to the world through the newspaper tomorrow morning.”
Cassius didn’t bother to mention that Benjamin’s eyes were swollen from looking at Edit in a wedding dress, smiling brightly with cute Adrian.
“Perfect timing. How about the magical stone research handled by the wizards brought by Gilbert?”
There seemed to be a sluggishness, probably because most of Lexion’s wizards were concentrating on their research on magical power outbursts.
But Cassius delivered the news Balter had been waiting for.
“The magical power outburst research has been entirely entrusted to elite few, including Theos, and the rest have been assigned to the magical stone research. Results should be coming soon.”
“Thanks to Gilbert, who skillfully threw the bait and got answers from them.”
“It’s the merit of the Viscount, who threw the bait properly. Those wizards couldn’t have thought that their magic power would be sucked dry and die there.”
“What now? Edit is even working as a maid because of this damn memory and magical power.”
Balter didn’t seem to like the idea that Edit would have to face Hwangbi for his sake.
“So, Cassius, what if we accuse Hwangbi of plotting rebellion against the current emperor and trying to conquer the capital by force to elevate her authority? Will she let go of the maid then?”
And, he wasn’t the kind of person who just endured without acting.
“Thank you for accepting the proposal, Lady Portrion. Oh, should I call you Lady Lexion now?”
Arriving at Hwangbi’s Star Palace, Edit greeted in accordance with the etiquette.
“It’s truly an honor to be called, Lady Patricia Hwangbi.”
This person was the one who established the Gouturk Viscount, which had only one mansion in the capital, as one of the major families in the Agnes Empire.
Patricia resembled Gilbert, but she had a much more pleasant impression than him.
‘Elizabeth was like that too. Patricia seems cunning, so she won’t ask Edit to do difficult tasks or slap her for no reason.’
Although it seemed she wouldn’t assign physically demanding tasks, Edit, who had met various people while working at the clinic, understood the meaning behind those words.
It probably meant giving mental anguish instead of physical labor.
“I didn’t bring the little lady of Lexion to give her trivial tasks. I heard she is deeply interested in medicine.”
There was a hint of teasing in the intentionally chosen polite language, but Edit responded without taking offense.
“I have an interest, but it’s not to the extent of being deeply involved.”
“Oh, dear. Be humble. Recently, my hands and feet are cold, and I occasionally get chills. Please make a cup of tea that might be effective for such symptoms.”
“…Not medicine, but tea?”
“Yeah. I just said that. It doesn’t seem serious enough to take medicine. Then bring it as soon as it’s ready.”
Patricia spoke softly and inwardly chuckled.
‘There shouldn’t be anyone familiar in the imperial palace, so how lonely it must be.’
Of course, if she had some thoughts, she would go to a private clinic to get a medicinal herbal tea. But because of the emperor’s illness, the doctors there were always too busy to get enough sleep.
It meant it was difficult to patiently listen to the immature madam’s rambling explanations.
‘Will she just stand there like a strawman and come back?’
But Hwangbi was unaware.
‘With symptoms like peripheral coldness and chills, there is a well-known combination that works for everyone.’
What Edith did for a living before being sold to Viscount Portrion.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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