14. I am me, a different kind of firework

Glamorgan Castle belongs to Lord Glamorgan II!

He spoke so arrogantly, but in reality… how could the Queen truly allow any territory within the Empire to be out of her control? The direct knight order of the Great Yng Empire had always been stationed firmly at Glamorgan Castle.

So, this time the Queen wanted me to help her favored candidate rise to power, and I could also experience the that comes with “power.”

Before Lord Glamorgan II could finish his words, the ones who burst in were not his lackeys, but the direct iron-clad knight order of the Great Yng Empire led by Professor Moriarty, bringing Kephira along!

“The Royal Direct Knight Order of the Great Yng Empire!”

Professor Moriarty, who burst in, seemed quite familiar with such matters. With a flourish of her cloak and a flash of her insignia, she moved with utmost grace, “Everyone, stand up! Any acts of resistance will be treated as assault!”

The armored knights immediately took control of the entire room, and this was part of the plan I had long prepared. After all, the Queen’s request was for me to stop Lord Glamorgan II from contending for lordship while also finding a way to elevate Eliza. I knew just by thinking about it that this would lead to a deadly script for me, and the process would certainly not go smoothly.

So, even if I let Kephira dominate the scene, it would ultimately put us in a disadvantageous position. Therefore, after discussing with Kephira, I decided to borrow some “power” from the Queen, which naturally led to the current situation.

As for whether I felt guilty or not, I didn’t feel guilty at all. After all, Lord Glamorgan II indeed violated the constraints of the nobles of the Great Yng Empire; I merely prepared my means to deal with him in advance. The only frustration was that, for the sake of secrecy and disguise, after Kephira discovered Miss Eliza, even though she frequently glanced my way, I could only pretend not to know her.

Moreover, Lord Glamorgan II had also begun to react.

Unlike the immediate cooperation of other extras, it seemed that Glamorgan II had truly become so accustomed to wielding power that he was floating in the clouds, still not understanding the situation at this point!

“What… what is this!? Ah! I get it! You, Eliza, even brought in extras to scare me!?”

Brother, do you think this is Hengdian!? Have you ever seen an extra dressed up so realistically!?

However, Glamorgan II wouldn’t believe it. While shouting “This is a lie!” he charged towards me. But this time, he really had to take it seriously, because: although Kephiel couldn’t greet me here, she was more than capable of teaching someone a lesson on my behalf.

With a swift step forward, I intercepted Glamorgan II right in front of me, and he was immediately pinned to the ground by Kephiel, who had twisted his arms behind his back.

“Sorry, but this is real.”

As she spoke, Kephiel seemed to have some grievances against someone—anyway, her anger was directed at Glamorgan II, and with such force that he began to howl in pain. Meanwhile, Professor Moriarty also employed the lines we had long prepared.

“Glamorgan II, our knightly order now suspects you of using illegal gatherings and bribery to threaten and unlawfully obtain noble power. Until the investigation is clear, please take your entourage and come with us!”

Moriarty signaled the knights to take people away, “As for the rest of the citizens of the Great Yng Empire, I advise you not to spread this matter around. If any consequences arise, you will be held responsible. Dismissed!”

The members of the knightly order each grabbed an extra, taking away more than half of the people in the room, leaving only the trembling nobles and wealthy merchants pretending to be dead. It was a pity that Glamorgan II still harbored strange fantasies; in reality, none of his lackeys stepped up to speak for him at the critical moment.

Playing the part until the end, we pretended not to know each other until the knightly members took everyone away. Only Kephiel glanced at me a few more times, but that didn’t matter. After the knightly members left, I had one last step to take.

“Everyone, it seems the council must be adjourned now.”

I patted Eliza on the shoulder, signaling her not to sit there foolishly, and took the opportunity to make my point, “As I mentioned earlier, I hope everyone will consider who the lord of Glamorgan Castle is. After all, a name is just a title; today it can be called Glamorgan Castle, and tomorrow it can be renamed Eliza Castle, right? Miss Eliza and I will take our leave now.”

Ignoring the nobles who began to snicker, I left with Eliza.

I didn’t expect to force those nobles to declare Eliza as the lord of Glamorgan Castle in one fell swoop. After today’s events, those fence-sitters should reconsider “which side to stand on.” As for the remaining sweet and naive young lady Eliza, if she didn’t know what to do, even a deity couldn’t save her.

I believed this was the best way to handle the queen’s orders to this extent. I couldn’t help too thoroughly, or that dangerous Queen would taste the sweetness, and the trouble would still fall on me.

Leaving Glamorgan II’s castle, I decided to escort Eliza back while the commotion hadn’t yet started.

Out of kindness, I turned to this young lady on the way.

“Miss Eliza, could you please not be so impulsive and cause me trouble next time?”

I sighed; if it weren’t for this young lady’s recklessness, today’s situation wouldn’t have been so perilous, and I wouldn’t have had to fabricate a judge’s identity to give the queen leverage.

I hoped Eliza would understand and correct her behavior.

Looking at the script, it was just…

【Eliza actually… zzzz…】

Huh? Why isn’t the script responding? Is the content too vague? Clearly, everything has ended.

“I’ll be more careful next time, Mr. O’Keefe.”

Eliza’s response interrupted my confusion, but her words didn’t sound like something a “sweet and naive young lady” would say, “Moreover, I have come to appreciate your performance. Just as Her Majesty the Queen said, you are a very talented individual.”

As Eliza walked slightly ahead of me, just as her figure was about to leave the shaded area, she opened the black umbrella she was holding, and at the same time, that “chilling sensation” that felt like an illusion crawled up my spine once more.

But before I could process it, I was caught off guard by some of this young lady’s “quirky ideas” and started coughing.

“By the way, I want to ask you a question. Your relationship with Her Majesty the Queen seems quite unusual. Will you… develop a closer relationship?”

“Cough cough cough… No, absolutely not! I’m just helping out as a regular person!”

The queen’s insidiousness is a matter for debate, but in any case, my assistance this time was also aimed at fostering a good relationship with her, in order to obtain information about the fairies.

Such a response should pose no problem, yet somehow, that familiar “chill” surged up once more. When I looked again, I found that Elisse had already turned around, maintaining her umbrella-holding posture, and slightly bowed to me.

“You can leave it here, Mr. O’Keefe. I will return on my own from here.”

“That’s fine.”

I also needed to return to report to the queen, and considering Kfir’s side of things, I truly didn’t want to accompany this young lady any longer. I had already helped, so it was best to leave it at that.

“Thank you for your assistance today; it was truly splendid, very… useful.”

With those strange farewell words, Elisse turned and walked away leisurely, holding her parasol as if on a stroll.

However… at that moment, I seemed to sense something…

【Elisse killed O’Keefe…】

Huh?

It seems the script has some new content!

When I looked closely…

【Elisse cares about O’Keefe!】

Phew… What is this? Another one of those romantic entanglements? I’ve grown accustomed to it; after all, who could blame me for being so exceptional—it’s a different kind of fireworks.