‘Lady Lea, who died as a time bomb, probably had a bit of justice in her fate.’

The fact that she lived for several years and even bore a son was disturbing, no matter how much she resented it.

As long as the nobility of Lexion was inherited, the disdain and contempt she saw in Lea that night would continue.

‘Anyway, when the current Emperor dies, the nobility will be left with only me and Claude. By then, including Lexion…’

Patricia repeated her thoughts like a spell, trying to calm her dizzying mind.

“Darn it. Didn’t Edith say that the Emperor likes her as his ideal type?”

Valter walked with the widest possible strides that his attire allowed, questioning as Casius followed behind him.

“She said he finds her impressive, but I don’t think she mentioned him calling her his ideal type.”

“That’s it.”

He should have come earlier to prevent the wretched Emperor from making a move on the new bride. Whether it was jealousy or self-blame, Valter’s emotions continued to boil, but today, he couldn’t help it.

It was Edith who asked to investigate Patricia’s former lady-in-waiting, Rozaline.

“Casius, report immediately when that woman and the baby recover their strength.”

“It will take at least two days. She seemed not to have eaten properly while on the run. Considering how she fainted as soon as she was moved to a safe place in Lexion’s star palace, she seems to be easing up.”

“Still, after a day, she should be able to give a statement.”

Rozaline fainted. However, Valter could intuitively feel that her plea to spare her life would become a thorn in Patricia’s side.

It was annoying to discover Edith came late to pick them up, but there was no help for it.

“Ah, Valter. Did you come?”

Moreover, there was a strange atmosphere between the Emperor and the assertive Edith. It seemed somewhat subdued.

After Casius, who tried to board the carriage, was kicked out by Valter, he spoke to her.

“Our lady seems to be lost in thought.”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Edith’s words, which claimed to be calmly muttered, only confused Valter more.

“I heard Her Majesty and the Emperor took a stroll alone.”

“Yeah. I’ll tell you later. I’m a bit tired now…”

Edith leaned on Valter’s shoulder, pretending to be asleep. There was nothing more she could say to him right now.

‘If it turns out there is no connection, despite stealing the Emperor’s blood for a kinship test, he will be disappointed.’

Now it wasn’t just a matter of finding his father or not. Valter’s magic was still uneasy at this moment. In the urgent situation to quickly find the blood that would calm his runaway, if the Emperor’s blood turned out to be no evidence, Valter’s disappointment would be indescribable.

For now, Edith, who had decided to check the results alone, headed straight to Theo’s when she arrived at Lexion Mansion.

“Theo’s, can you give me a sample of Valter’s blood?”

“What? His Grace’s blood?”

Though it was a bit of a doubtful request, Theo knew that Edith wouldn’t do anything harmful.

“Here you go, my lady.”

“Thanks. I’ll use the inner lab alone for a moment.”

Theo’s research lab had a space for simple experiments. Edith closed the door and opened the box where magical tools were stored.
As the urgent task was to find Valter’s father, various kinship-distinguishing magical tools that the adepts had ordered in advance were laid out by type.

‘Whatever the result, there should be progress rather than knowing nothing.’

Edith carefully applied the Emperor’s blood, stolen beforehand, to one end of the magical tool. Then, at the moment she dropped Valter’s blood sample on the other end,

Ziing—

With a violent reaction never seen before, the result appeared in an instant.

“…Oh my goodness.”

Feeling the strength leave her entire body and swaying in the wind, Edith grabbed the desk for support.