2. Let me see which man is so fickle

I’m afraid that Louis IV, who has long been “fully prepared,” has just been waiting for me and Kefer to return. Once the queen opens her mouth, this engagement is temporarily off, and with Kefer also swayed by the queen, there’s no way I can go and seek death, eagerly begging Kefer.

Thinking it over, just as I had decided to boldly take my relationship with Kefer a step further, the queen here was discussing the “cancellation of the arrest warrant for O’Keefe.” Could it be that she’s trying to clear my name!? Once my identity as the big bad guy is cleared, what lewd things I want to do with Kefer would be as easy as pie, sometimes three times, sometimes two!? Ahem, that seems a bit reckless.

In any case, even though I know that Louis IV is doing this to prevent the engagement, I have no choice but to stubbornly agree. Meanwhile, I silently scoffed in my heart: Truly worthy of Her Majesty the Queen.

After both Kefer and I agreed to postpone the engagement for the sake of the summit, that night, in the queen’s palace.

The theme of the summit was related to me, so to prepare, the queen summoned the involved parties, including myself, for a meeting in advance.

At this moment, the queen had not yet arrived due to other affairs, and Kefer and I were undergoing the scrutiny of Kefer’s father, Uncle Zerola.

His gaze darted back and forth between Kefer and me, almost sparking! Then, he gestured towards me.

“I’ve heard about the situation in Prussia, but I didn’t expect that maid to hide such a dangerous secret.”

Just when I thought Uncle was going to interrogate me about Nilu, I realized I had overestimated him.

“Of course, her matters aren’t important. What I want to ask is… you two have been to Prussia for some time now, and you came back together, so… was there any ‘bang bang’?”

Uncle, are you setting off firecrackers here?

Kefer didn’t understand, and I understood, but I didn’t want to. Don’t ask; if you ask, I’ll say I don’t know.

Uncle looked at Kefer with disappointment.

“Dear daughter, you two…”

Then, he clenched his fists and suddenly opened them, “Was it that!?”

Now Kefer couldn’t possibly misunderstand.

Kefer’s face, which had been maintaining its cool demeanor, turned bright red, and she threw a cup from the table at Uncle!

“Ah, it seems there wasn’t, then there’s nothing we can do.”

Uncle sighed, firmly catching the cup that seemed to be flying fast enough to kill, “Then we can only seriously prepare for the summit’s safety.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Queen Louis IV timed her entrance perfectly, walking in with Professor Moriarty.

“Sorry for the delay, everyone has been waiting. Now let’s begin our preliminary discussion.”

Saying this, the queen sat down. Although her eyes still held the usual smile, it lacked the smugness that had earlier been clearly “setting me up.”

It seems that while the queen intentionally delayed the engagement, she wouldn’t be negligent about the method she used to delay it—the summit of nations.

“As for the summit, I don’t need to explain much to everyone. What I want to inform you about is the situation of this summit. The countries coming here have basically not changed much, but it’s important to note that: the northern Rosian Empire, the western Prussian Kingdom, and the Austro-Hungarian tribes all came in response to my proposal, which is to ‘cancel the arrest warrant for O’Keefe.’ To put it simply: they are temporary allies~”

These… aren’t they the kingdoms I visited before?

Hmm, thinking about it this way, could it be that Louis IV had already anticipated that her dangerous proposal would receive support, and that’s why she mentioned delaying the engagement, hitting me with one stick and giving me one candy?

Instinctively glancing at Louis IV, the queen gave me a mock sigh.

“Ah~ I’m a bit surprised, and I don’t know who is so sentimental~”

[Zerola discovered that Euclid was a playboy, and with a slap, she killed him!]

“Is that right, Euclid~”

Your Majesty, I beg you, please stop talking! I’m already conjuring up a script for the uncle’s death!

After enjoying my embarrassment, Louis IV smiled and continued.

“However, even with support, the situation remains less than optimistic. After all, there are still those who oppose us~ First and foremost, the Church. They were the first to issue a warrant for Euclid’s arrest, and naturally… due to some dark reasons that would be troublesome to explain to you all, they are also the fiercest opponents this time. In fact, the summit could only be convened because the Church opposed it so strongly~”

Indeed, the Church I know is an organization that issued a “warrant for Euclid’s arrest.” Even the image of Euclid as “a villain of all villains” was exaggerated by them. I have never truly committed any wrongdoing; I only needed such a notorious reputation to become the “big bad” capable of resisting more unexpected death scripts, which is why I chose not to clarify.

This has led me to owe a debt for this bad reputation ever since I clung to Kephiel’s leg.

The Church’s reasons for framing me as a great villain boil down to two. The first is that they genuinely believe I am a con artist, and the second… is purely to eliminate dissent. Clearly, I am facing the second situation.

“Euclid, since this meeting is directly related to you, for the time being, until I have a chance to outmaneuver the Church, you must stay put and continue to play your role as ‘Lide’ honestly. Don’t stir up any strange incidents, okay~”

And this is the “warning” that Louis IV needs to give me here.

“Otherwise, not only will your position be compromised, but it could also implicate Kephiel and the Great Yng Empire~ So, can you promise me that~”

The Queen’s request and my subsequent actions are quite simple: on the surface, the Queen has already “kindly” stepped in to help me clear my name. All I need to do is avoid causing any trouble and watch as my identity and script are smoothly redeemed.

However, nothing is ever that simple. Especially the moment after the Queen made such a request, an ominous script emerged.

[Euclid is wanted by various countries!]

[Euclid’s infamy spreads far and wide!]

The future of my identity in this script seems not only to be a failure in clearing my name but also to be met with even greater disdain from the world! When and how this will happen remains unknown, but in such a situation, I had no other response.

“Yes, I promise you, Your Majesty.”

It seems that the upcoming summit of nations will clearly not be as simple as Louis IV currently envisions. Where will the adverse changes to my script and identity arise?

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