70. The Thrill of Being Above Others

So accurate, direct, and arrogant, completely immersed in the atmosphere of “thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river,” Sisky was clearly not guessing; he truly knew my identity.

He knew “Ogilid,” a name I no longer had to flee from, but in “this current era,” it still objectively represented the identity of the “number one secret wanted criminal on the continent.”

“Reyef, you who can’t compare to the twenty-three-year-old white Bret in any way, do you think you’ve hit the jackpot!? Do you think the disgusting advances you’ve been making recently are for whom ? Haha! Fool, you’ve encountered a wanted criminal!”

What was originally supposed to be a very “romantic” confession moment for Reyef suddenly turned into this situation. The big sister beside me was also a bit dazed, confused and anxious amidst Sisky’s mocking voice, various expressions intermingling, and finally…

She took a step back, facing me.

“It was he who framed Louis the Twenty-Three! You foolish girl have become an accomplice! Go to the Emperor and atone for your sins!”

Gradually, a hint of fear appeared on Reyef’s face, but… I didn’t need to judge from her obviously “guarded” behavior.

[Reyef suspects Ogilid’s identity.]

The script had already appeared, and with the content shown, combined with Reyef’s confused and cautious retreating actions, I could only respond with a bitter smile in my heart. It seemed that, for her, a moment of heated romantic feelings truly could not compare to the fear of danger, but I didn’t care too much.

Reyef’s behavior was a subconscious reaction that any “ordinary person” would have; after all, how could everyone in this world be like Kephir and Nilu? Moreover, her display of caution saved me the trouble of thinking about how to reject her earlier interrupted confession .

Perhaps, ending my relationship with this Rosia young lady under such circumstances was the best course of action. After all… she didn’t seem to have the ability or courage to accept what I was about to face.

“Are you… really…”

“Yes, Miss Leyef, I am the fool in this idiot’s mouth, Oujilide. However, I’m not actually ‘wanted by all nations,’ and besides, Louie the Twenty-Third did cheat on his own. You needn’t feel regret after calming down about losing to this fool. After all, some people just lack ‘information,’ while others… well, they’ve truly lost their minds.”

I looked at the bystander, Lurensky, who was looking at me with a smug expression.

Louie the Twenty-Third’s cheating was already a well-established fact, but this foolish extra still insisted that his beautiful goddess was ‘framed.’ Aside from the fact that he was truly a ‘brain-dead fan,’ it was clear… there were other factors at play.

【Lurensky learned about Oujilide’s identity and actions from the Great Yung Empire.】

The subsequent content confirmed this.

But the current question is: how did this extra know my identity? He certainly doesn’t have the ability or means to find out, so… who told him? The only one in the Great Yung Empire who knows my true identity is the queen . Excluding this absolutely impossible option, who else could it be!?

If possible, I would certainly like to investigate further. However, soon after, a dangerous script descended upon me because Lurensky “knew this secret.”

【Reiti learned about Oujilide’s identity.】

The content suggests that this extra, Lurensky, immediately revealed my identity to Reiti to “vent his anger” in order to show off and take credit.

I don’t know if Reiti, feeling humiliated, would later violently take him down, but I do know: for “now,” for Reiti, who still doesn’t know who I am and hasn’t remembered yet, upon learning my identity, she will definitely…

【Ivan Reiti found and shot Oujilide.】

She will definitely shoot me. The emergence of a death script aimed at me is perfectly normal for the “original Reiti.”

This is the trouble I must resolve first. In comparison… whether it’s this Lurensky in front of me or Leyef, their current issues are already irrelevant to me!

“How… is this possible…”

Sister Leyef still seemed unable to accept reality, unwillingly trying to get a miraculous answer from me, “But I just pointed at you randomly back then…”

“Randomly? You pointed at someone as a scapegoat when provoked, and that scapegoat just happened to expose Louie the Twenty-Third’s secrets?”

I looked at her.

When one does not cut off the chaos, it backfires. It’s better to draw a line with this sister early on, letting her not be misled by her romantic feelings and instead calm down. There’s no need for a young lady from the few noble families of the Rosian Empire to get involved in the troubles I’m facing, and… whether she can handle it is still an unknown.

“Miss Leyef, there aren’t that many ‘coincidences’ in the world; it was I who ‘made you’ point at me.”

As for the bystander Ruski, compared to mocking the already foolish Leiyeve, he was more eager to flaunt his achievements in front of me: “Hmph, wanted criminal, you’re finished! I’ve already informed the Emperor of your identity, let’s see where you can run!?”

“Once you’re caught, it’ll be my first-class achievement! At that time, not only can twenty-three clear their grievances, but I can also…”

“【Are you done with your delusions?】

“!”

“I originally wanted to ‘get’ the answer from you about who told you all this, but… I’ve more or less figured that out. Right now, I don’t have time to deal with your matters.”

After all, danger was about to descend, and no matter how kind-hearted I was, I had to prioritize my actions. The death script was reappearing, and at this point, I couldn’t let these two stay here to interfere with me . I still had my own “script” to face, and now…

“It’s not the time to play house in your script.”

The Order Fairy… also Kefier, descended in the next moment. It was she who said it, and it might also be me who said it.

““Pitiful beings.””

“[Ruski and Leiyeve have forgotten everything before them, from the start they remembered nothing, saw nothing, and were unaware of my identity and existence…]”

“Exactly, Oujilide, these are all ‘inferior’ existences in the script, unworthy of our excessive attention. Our communication with them is our mercy, but don’t mistake that for an obligation. We control the order, transcending eras~ Ha, expending energy on these inferior existences is a desecration of the entire era~”

Kefier gently caressed my cheek, and together we watched as Ruski and Leiyeve turned around in a “dazed” manner and left, as if they had never experienced everything that had just happened.

“If it were me~ I would tear apart their existence. One is a desecration of ‘order,’ the other has lost faith in ‘order,’ they have no reason to exist~”

“Enough.”

I waved my hand, but Kefier’s figure dissipated like smoke.

Even though my actions this time were as she expected, it seemed… she had misunderstood something.

I let Ruski and Leiyeve leave, not to ‘destroy’ their script, but rather… to protect their safety.

Because the appearance of the death script was already visible to the naked eye.

【Oujilide was killed.】

Recently, there was a color illustration, depicting “gugu.”