Translator: Yui
Editor: Nila

Oh, poor Rudbeckia. Poor Angel of Sistine.

 

“You don’t know?”

 

“Put yourself in my shoes and think. Isn’t it only natural for me to not know?”

 

“Bullsh*t! There’s no way you didn’t know!”

 

This was hilarious. This was spectacular, actually.

 

I stopped smiling and crinkled my nose, hoping the disgust was evident on my face.

 

Cesare, grinding his teeth and roughly sweeping his hair back, clearly reeled in his feelings and grabbed my shoulder. “We don’t have the time to sit idle and talk here. Let’s continue this while on our way.”

 

“Where are we going?”

 

“What do you mean where? Home. We’re leaving and going back home.”

 

What the hell was wrong with his head? What kind of nonsense was this?

 

“You’re going to kidnap me and get on a ship that’s been prepared in advance?”

 

He didn’t even blink as I correctly guessed all of his plans. “Yes.”

 

“Are you drunk? This is not Romagna! Do you think that’s possible? Everyone will catch you immediately—”

 

“Don’t worry, by the time we depart, everyone will be preoccupied with something else. Come on, we’re running out of time.”

 

He had slid his hand down my shoulder to my wrist, trying to drag me out of the room. So I dug my feet into the ground and shook off this madman’s touch.

 

He turned back around, perplexed and eyes wide, his hair fluttering in the wind.

 

Although Cesare was insane, he was not such a fool for his plans to be sloppily made. No, Cesare’s plans always showed results.

 

In other words, he would definitely get me to the Port of Elmos and on that ship no matter how much I struggled, and he would definitely have the whole of Elendale distracted.

 

What could it be? What would have the whole capital city of Britannia in such a state on this happy day?

 

Hurry up and think! Think about everything that’s happened!

 

Pietro’s beastly face flashed before my eyes.

 

The disturbances that took place while I was staying in Elendale also flashed by.

 

Two incidents that were completely unrelated intertwined and merged together in my mind, and then I came to the horrifying realization of what he would do.

 

Because there was only one thing the entirety of the capital could be distracted by.

 

It wasn’t something any ordinary man could do.

 

However, if it was Cesare… Plus all of the powerful cardinals and Romagnian loyalists disguised as priests staying in the city right now… Everyone hiding and waiting in the streets and around the palace…

 

Judging by the looks of him, it had probably already begun.

 

I tried to calm down my heaving chest.

 

Calm down. Even if Elendale goes up in flames, you can’t stop it anyway. You have to proceed as planned…

 

and faced him. “What makes

 

know that you’re mad at

 

thing. I like it here.

 

the veins in his neck throb as he

 

threw his head back and

 

because of

 

was

 

your heart wavering just because he’s nice to you? Do you think he really loves you? Don’t get me wrong, Ruby, all others

 

was running out for me

 

only one who

 

question had the smile on his lips fade

 

Is that even a question? Don’t you know that no one in this world can love you as much as I do? Don’t try

 

love me.”

 

“What…”

 

and you tortured me and you sold

 

in my soul were growing bigger, they

 

It may be hard for you to fully understand yet,

 

try to justify it, it’s not love. You don’t

 

of all the moments

 

He grabbed me by the shoulders and

 

you

 

that I had crushed some of the flowers in the wreath Izek had gifted me, so I tried to be as gentle as I could, smoothing it

 

me before. No matter what lie I tell

 

me again after I had run away. The

 

when I’m crying, he’s never once

 

thought of what he had wanted to ask me that night as he put me to bed. That time we spent on his balcony, him letting me drink from his rum. That was the first time I had ever tasted that

 

what to

 

far away, to somewhere I couldn’t see. How he had held me. He

 

forced me to do things I didn’t want to

 

tears, the touches and heavy breaths. I thought of his soft eyes, the sweet way he’d move his lips. How he’d always hold my

 

punish me. He’s

 

were long gone now. Now, I thought of the way he’d make fun of me for

 

I met him, he has always protected me.

 

tears welling up in my eyes were not tears

 

I’m a goddess. When he looks at me, I feel like I’m the only girl in the world. When he looks at me,

 

“Stop… Stop it, you’re…”

 

anyone says, I know for sure. I know what love is. Because I’m happy.

 

“Stop…”

 

monastery. You’re my brother. The brother that took me from one hell to another hell. So don’t talk to me about love. No matter how much you deny it, you could

 

of a mirror shattering

 

come from, and something was blocking

 

my veins, seemed to be too exhausted to realize what had just

 

down on the ground. He had his hands

 

in pain, I kept on sneering. This

 

“You’re so pathetic.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

want to know what the difference is between you and him? When I’m with you, I want to

 

“Shut up!”

 

were shards embedded in

 

go of the Flower

 

he was about to rip it all out of my skull.

 

young man sentenced to

 

anger and despair, loathing and

 

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