To You Whom I Don’t Love That Much (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 150

Immediately after Scylla vanished, the Imperial Princess’s army, which had surrounded the outer fortress, advanced on the imperial city in one swift move.They sealed off all the gates of the imperial palace and eradicated the remnants of Scylla’s forces left within the city.The Imperial Princess captured everyone who had worked under Scylla, discerning whether their actions stemmed from free will or were induced by hallucination or brainwashing.And she meted out punishments befitting each crime.

People gradually broke free from the hallucinatory spells cast by Scylla and the wicked flower.Most of those with severe symptoms struggled to regain their senses quickly, but those lightly affected recovered within half a day.The Imperial Princess dispatched knights to gather the remaining roots of the wicked flower, brewed them into tea, and distributed it among the people.Those who awoke all said it felt like waking from a long, hazy dream.

The Emperor, having been exposed to Scylla’s poison for a prolonged period, could not be saved even by the roots.The Imperial Princess declared that, with the Emperor having lost his ability to govern and the Crown Prince dead, she would ascend the throne as the first in line.The coronation was held the very next day, conducted with utmost simplicity.

Everything in Esperanda was restored slowly.Missing people returned to their families, and the nobles who had collaborated had their entire fortunes confiscated.The Marquis Blake family was stripped of their noble titles.However, considering that the family’s young lady had been terminally ill and had gone missing before the incident, their estate was allowed to remain.Of course, most of it had already been squandered by debts.

Stories about the young Duke Montrosa and his wife began to circulate like legends.In particular, the deeds of the young Duchess were achievements that seemed nearly impossible for a frail woman’s body.Pessimists believed the tale that “the young Duchess foresaw the rebellion and saved Her Majesty, the Imperial Princess, now Emperor.”Those filled with dreams and hope believed the legendary tales instead.Stories of gods, sea witches, and the vile, foolish Scylla…

And it didn’t take long for all of it to be regarded as legend or absurd tales.Now, only one person remained anchored to that era.

“Did you hear the rumor?”

As one of the sailors pulling up a rope spoke, someone responded.

“What rumor?”

“That residence near the cliff. The one abandoned for a while after the former mayor left.”

“That place? The one a bunch of outsiders swarmed to a few days ago, cleaning and replacing furniture?”

“Yeah, that one. They say the new mayor appointed is our Duke!”

“Hey, watch it, man. Talk sense. Why would someone like him, lacking for nothing, come to a backwater like this?”

The one who started the conversation waved his hands as if pleading innocence.

“I wouldn’t have believed it myself if I’d only heard it. But I saw it with my own two eyes!”

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