Patricia didn’t know who Baelter’s father was. However, through the observation of the wizards, she found out that, at some point, Baelter, upon returning to the capital, stopped using magic altogether.
Considering that ordinary magic users often exert magic power several times a day for convenience, it was a noticeable event.
‘Unless he is in a situation where he inherits immense power from his mother and is worried about a magic power eruption, there is no reason for him to restrain himself to this extent.’
In that state, using this sword, fully charged with magic power, she could easily resolve it.
The moment the magic stone penetrated the flesh, all the power possessed by the young Duke Lexion would be disrupted, and the magic power eruption would begin.
Due to her remarkable magic power, if she were to win, it seemed that rewards for reaching this position through effort alone, without the support of her family or backing, would be waiting.
“The wizards prepared by the Count could serve as insurance in case they fail to do their part.”
“…….”
“Now go, Count. Stay alert until the end to ensure the success of the operation.”
If the junior duke and his party hadn’t touched Rosalin, she wouldn’t have thought of going this far.
But now that she, who knew who Claude’s son was, had attached herself to Lexion, she couldn’t delay any longer.
“If this rebellion ends successfully, no one will ignore Gulturk or me again.”
Rebellion. Count Gulturk withdrew, feeling his chest throb with fear and anticipation at those two words.
As he stepped out of the door, two aged wizards were waiting for him. Both were employed by Patricia and moved at her command.
“Your Excellency, we have placed magic stone-made bombs at the location you specified.”
“Did you install them in all locations without omission?”
“Of course. When Patricia orders, the major buildings in the capital will be blown away. Everyone will point fingers at Lexion’s wizards as the culprits.”
Count Gulturk nodded silently.
The bombs made with magic stones had considerable power. In the capital, only Lexion and his associates could cast magic of such range.
‘If the bomb explodes, the magic stone will be completely annihilated. Since we haven’t inherited a single bit of magic power, no one will know that we used a hidden magic stone.’
People would talk about Lexion, who confirmed Claude’s imperial bloodline, planning work hastily to seize imperial power by force.
Taking advantage of that confusion, all that was left to do was firmly establish Claude’s succession to the throne.
Count Gulturk clenched his fist. Since the situation had progressed to a point of no return, he could only hope that the goddess of victory would smile upon him.
“Take care, both of you.”
Theos bid farewell to Edith and Baelter, who were boarding the carriage. Casius called him as he was about to return to the laboratory.
“Theos, how is the research on the Emperor’s blood going?”
“Sir Casius, didn’t you go with them today?”
“I can’t say in detail, but today my role is to protect Lord Adrian. When can you fix the power eruption of the junior duke?”
Casius, impatient as always, reminded Theos of himself working tirelessly to earn money for his younger brother’s medication.
Therefore, Theos wanted to give as positive an answer as possible.
“If we inject the magic extracted from the Emperor’s blood, Lord Adrian’s power should stabilize.”
“Was the problem that easy to solve?”
“Hmm… The problem is that the junior duke’s magic power is too firmly solidified. To put it bluntly, it’s like trying to insert a log into a tightly built castle made of bricks with no gaps.”
“Then it means even if there’s a cure, you can’t administer it. Don’t torture yourself with hope, kid.”
“But I… Ah, it hurts!”
Casius lightly grabbed and released Theos’s left cheek.
“I’m impatient to know when we can calm the magic power eruption and find the lost memories.”
As Baelter rejoiced in obtaining Edith and Adrian, Casius, observing from the side, felt uneasy. If Baelter, who had crawled up from the bottom to this point, lost both memories and magic power again, it would be painful for him as well.
“Nicholas Portrion said that burning something could retrieve memories… but I have to trust the one who said it.”
In the current situation, there was no choice but to trust this little genius and Lexion’s court physicians.
Meanwhile, Edith and Baelter were riding in a carriage heading towards the court. They decided to attend the trial themselves because there were things they needed to confirm with their own eyes, even though only family lawyers needed to participate.
To be more precise, Baelter intended to present Rosalin as a witness in court. Since he had to make sure she testified properly, they were heading to the court.
Although they didn’t secure any evidence, considering she was Patricia’s longtime maid, her testimony alone could stir considerable commotion.
However, his wife, who had been busy going back and forth between the study and laboratory all night without entering the bedroom, casually dropped words that could shake the trial.
“So… did you find out how Patricia manipulated the paternity test results?”
Edith nodded affirmatively towards Baelter, who was double-checking the information.
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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