51. Berry Conscience!
The unexpected script unfolded; just before this, Kfir, who had just seen Louis IV and Professor Moriarty leave via magical teleportation, turned around and shot me a complaining glance, as if sulking and expressing her discontent: Look at the trouble you’ve caused !
Then, she immediately came to my side.
In the next moment, the content of the script was perfectly fulfilled!
【Bang】
The sound of the door crashing open echoed, and the script also conveyed the dense content of 【The King’s suite is surrounded by Adele’s people】, clearly indicating that Kfir and I had been completely surrounded!
Leading the charge was Adele, her face still bearing a blush from who knows when, but contrary to her somewhat coy appearance, she was enveloped in an aura of “anger,” with her sword already drawn, dragging it behind her.
The moment she burst into the room, her gaze was already “locked” onto me!
“O’Keefe! You…”
Perhaps recalling the “games” we had played before, which couldn’t be openly discussed in front of Aunt Mel and the other elves who appeared with Adele, she quickly changed her words, her face filled with reluctance.
“What are you two doing here?”
Confess and be lenient, resist and be harsh, that’s the way to go.
With this mindset of a dead pig not fearing boiling water, I replied with righteous indignation: “Playing Dou Di Zhu with Kfir.”
As I spoke, I pointed to the cards left over from Louis IV’s game on the table, and for a moment, it did have a bit of flavor. However, this time my “escape from marriage” behavior must have made Adele genuinely feel tense ; it seemed that she, having rushed over, wouldn’t believe my level of evasion anymore.
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“Hmph… Your place isn’t here, right? This is the most expensive suite in the capital of the Kingdom of Plouce, and you came here to play cards?”
“Well… Kephiel rented it.”
I stepped aside to make room for Kephiel. After all, my wife isn’t short on money, so it wouldn’t be a problem to fabricate a story about finances.
“We’re here to relax.”
As for what we intended to “relax” from in a panoramic balcony backed by the blue sky, let’s not delve into that.
My words clearly conveyed that sentiment, and with Kephiel blushing even though she knew it was a lie, the elves who followed us awkwardly turned their faces away.
However, it still didn’t seem sufficient. This time, Aidefu was not going to let me, her “future husband” attempting to escape, off the hook so easily.
“Then… shouldn’t you explain why there are remnants of large-scale magic usage here?”
“Well… we’re all from the Great Yng Empire, and we’re all mages. Playing with a bit of magic shouldn’t be a problem, right~?”
I smiled cheerfully on the outside, but inside… it was a different story.
At this point, I had no chance to explain my reasons and intentions for leaving. Moreover, judging by Aidefu’s reaction, she clearly didn’t believe my words; the script had already provided clear evidence of that.
[Aidefu shot and killed because of Euclid’s escape!]
“Fine, I believe you, but why did you run!?”
Suddenly, Aidefu pulled out a gun and aimed it at me! Naturally, Kephiel wouldn’t just stand by and watch; she immediately drew her sword and stood in front of me in defense!
“Don’t go too far, elf! I haven’t even questioned why you have an issue with my fiancé!”
The usual playful banter was of no use; the “harmonious friendship” between Kephiel and Aidefu was on the verge of breaking! The script clearly indicated: if I answered incorrectly, Aidefu would “stab me to death,” clearly showing that Aidefu’s death script for me had already appeared!
Yet, I couldn’t muster any serious thoughts. After all, unlike the other villains who straightforwardly wanted me “dead,” Aidefu’s desire to “make me tender” was likely born out of excitement. Just like Aidefu now, even though her actions were dangerously reckless, her expression looked as if she was about to cry.
This made Kephiel, who initially felt justified in thinking Aidefu just wanted to “steal a man,” hesitate and turn to me with a puzzled look.
“What did you do to her?”
“I’m wronged! I didn’t do anything, Kephiel!”
But perhaps it was precisely because I “didn’t do anything” that we ended up in this situation.
I sighed. I had only wanted to take the danger upon myself and leave the Kingdom of Plouce to avoid trouble, but now it seemed… the situation couldn’t be hidden any longer.
“Aidefu, I told you, right? If I don’t leave soon, your Kingdom of Plouce… will encounter trouble.”
Nilu’s series of actions made me realize: she was indeed after me, but she didn’t care whether her actions would exploit or destroy other things. As long as I remained in the Kingdom of Plouce, both the kingdom and Aidefu herself would be in danger.
Such words should calm Aidefu down a bit.
However, I found I was wrong.
[Aidefu calmed down.]
The death script had disappeared, but that wasn’t a good sign! Because it meant Aidefu clearly hadn’t become someone like Louis IV, who prioritized the interests of her empire above all else; Aidefu’s choice was the latter.
“Idiot! I’m not afraid!”
She threw the gun down, tears welling up in her eyes!
“I, the Kingdom of Prussia, am powerful and technologically advanced. Don’t talk about orcs; even if a goddess came, I could take her down! Don’t say it’s for my own good! You just want to run away, right!?”
“Absolutely not…”
This time, I really chose to run for Adave’s sake.
Otherwise, how nice would it be for me and Kefier to continue our happy honeymoon in Prussia? Why should I owe that Queen Louis IV, who wouldn’t even know how to repay the favor later?
“You just want to, you just want to!”
“Um… Miss Adave, could you calm down a bit…”
“I won’t listen, I won’t listen!”
Adave stomped herself her foot, threw down her knife, and went straight into a state of crying, throwing a tantrum, and threatening to hang!
“I don’t care! I want you to stay! It’s your fault for causing this trouble, and if you want to solve it, you’ll do it here with me! Otherwise, don’t even think about running away!”
Isn’t this just putting me in a difficult position?
I looked at Kefier, and she gave me the same “I don’t care, you deal with it” look.
Thinking about it, since Kefier and I really couldn’t run away now, I was at a loss.
What to do? What else could I do?
I could only agree.
“Alas… Adave, I’ll stay, okay?”
“Really?”
“Really, I swear.”
And because of the decision Kefier and I just made, our script changed once again!
【The Austro-Hungarian tribe is stirring!】
This is clearly a precursor to some major event. With this, even if I wanted to run, I couldn’t anymore.
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Afterward, a colored illustration is attached.
Illustration: Adave