Chapter 243 – Planning for the Future #05

“Annoying. Those damn bitches.”

Returning to the academy’s Northern Church chapel, her office her, Olga sat down with a frown on her brow.

The meeting he was attending was over before evening. In fact, it is because the measures to be taken have already been discussed and prepared at the last meeting.

However, Artin’s work is not over. Did he say that he would prepare for a personal battle with the hero by bringing his teachers his, including the big-breasted elf mistress who returned belatedly?

Olga herself said that she would help Artin in training, but she was about to be kicked out, saying that there was no need for a saint’s miracle to restore her energy.

“That woman, Marianne, belatedly crawled under Artin and keeps me in check while babbling about the subject…!”

Olga hated most of the women in Artin’s harem.

The reason for her dislike is clear.
Violet complains about having everything she doesn’t have.
Agnes was the first to snatch Artine when no one was there.
Xiao-Mei always pretends to think, but in reality she is short-tempered and stupid.

There is nothing more to say about the unicorn crazy about virgins, the demon familiars, the demon king’s subordinates, and the prostitute knights. How could she not have a single girl she liked, but she really didn’t like all of them.

The same goes for Princess Marianne, who recently joined the harem. Using her position her as her teacher and close older sister her to stay by Artin’s side, she shows off her ugly rivalry with herself and Agnes.

Her annoyance her was multiplied this time because it was she who had added her words her when sending Olga back.
Marianne, who had never had romantic feelings for Artine in the past, took out a bottle of wine from her drawer while chewing on Marianne’s curse at her, as if she had forgotten that she hadn’t had a bad relationship.

“…”

At the same time, his gaze turned to the small bottle placed next to the bottle. Just mixing some of that medicine with alcohol and drinking it will make you forget most of the stress you are feeling right now.

‘No… I might have to fight the Demon King’s army tomorrow, but it’ll be a big deal if I get drunk and mess up my work.’

The moment she shook off her addiction to her medication, Olga closed her drawer and sipped her pure fine wine into a glass.

This wine, produced in one of the monasteries of the Northern Church, had a fragrant yet mild sour taste that made Olga feel better just by holding it in her mouth.

Although the alcohol level was quite high, it was manageable because she did not take the medicine, and after sipping a few times, Olga, with a slightly irritated face, leaned back on a chair and enjoyed the drowsiness.

‘This is enough. I don’t think I can do drugs today.’

Recently, Olga has been overcoming her addiction to drugs. She owed her drug obsession to her to a lesser extent after it led to her love affair with Artin.

Perhaps it is the power of love. Love. The most sublime and beautiful value and virtue.

She always put the love of the goddess in her mouth her, which was not even in her heart her, but lately I could feel that those words might not be lies. It was all thanks to Artin.

Happy. And I think at the same time.

‘It would be nice if I could monopolize all of him, not just a part of him…’

As she thought, Olga involuntarily laughed at herself. Monopoly is a big dream.

The thought made Olga feel bad again. She doesn’t like being defiled by the Archdemon of Hell or being bitten and sucked by other women.

‘If I can beat Agnes and Marianne, I’ll definitely be able to take the lead in the harem…’

At first, she thought of collapsing the harem or tearing it into pieces, but Olga couldn’t do that because she was seeing Artin so happy these days.

If so, at least he thought of taking the lead in the harem himself, but even that was not possible because of those two.

‘What, stepsister? Sister? Seobang-sama is not on good terms with her family, and to dig into that gap and shout loudly is, of course, someone else.

Marianne’s strategy was intelligent enough to give her goosebumps.

A strategy to fill Artin’s vacancy by targeting each of Artin’s weak points his, who are strangely respectful toward his teacher his and have trauma about his family his.

There is no way Seobang-nim, who is so kind-hearted and has a soft side, can withstand such a temptation. It is a method that is no different from a cunning dreamer.

But Marianne was not Olga’s most dangerous adversary of her.

Agnes Ermengard, the woman who pretended to be that well-behaved cat and climbed the stove first, was the biggest stumbling block to the plan to take over the harem.

‘…I can’t see any gaps. They insisted on stable numbers, so there is no time to dig in.’

The first lover of hers, the woman with whom she shared her first experiences with her. Her fiancé her. The wife of the current harem.

It was different from Marianne, who was hanging around Artin’s side with a shallow gimmick. All of the titles Agnes won were things that any lover of his could only dream of.

‘Your presence is weak, and every time you shout yes from behind and court Artin’s displeasure…!!’

Despite her words of her, Olga actually felt a sense of crisis every time she saw Agnes. It’s because of what Artin said to her during the 3rd playthrough.

– “My ideal type? All white hair…Or all black hair. I want a woman who is sweet, kind, and likes romantic things. I wish the eyes of her were red too. Yes, a beautiful red one like you.”—

When I first heard that story, I was happy as if I had the whole world. Red eyes with jet-black hair. A woman who likes to be affectionate, gentle and romantic. She is what she is!

…At least that’s what Olga thought of herself. That’s why she used to feel a strange sense of triumph when she saw her Violet, who was once her most powerful rival her.

Violet, whose hair color alternates between pink and purple, is far from Artin’s ideal type. The seat next to him is something she will definitely be able to win.

It wasn’t. The woman who took her place her was Agnes. Red eyes in white hair that sparkled like her eyes her. She does not know her age and is like a slut who still longs for romance novels.

There were times when Olga felt an inexplicable sense of defeat when looking at Agnes, seeing Artin’s ideal type of her as if she had drawn it with her ruler her.

‘…If there’s a tie on appearance, you’ll have to earn points elsewhere. And this raid by the demon king army is the best chance to earn points.’

So she went and took out the best hand she could. By persecuting the Pope, she was able to dispatch the Holy Knights and Priests of the Northern Church, the most powerful force of the Northern Church.

The important thing in this raid is protection and escort, not offensive.

Depending on how many students she protects and who saves the big-breasted elf mistress, she will be rewarded with praise from Artin.

And such missions are the main specialty of paladins and priests rather than warriors and knights. The odds of losing were significantly less.

Above all, if Artin was injured in a fierce battle, it was his responsibility to take care of him. And the eyes that meet and the hands that face each other. Cozy time.

‘I can’t miss it. Happy time with Artin…! It’s all mine…!’

There will be no failures. Neither the dumb Agnes nor Marianne, who is busy with training coaching, would be able to pay attention to this detail.

Imagining a date with her confidant Artyn, Olga sipped wine while toasting in advance, holding back her lips.

The wine, which did not even taste sour, tasted so sweet and delicious that Olga sipped without stopping until she had finished the bottle.

It was an early toast.

*

“Remember, in the battle against the demons tomorrow, the Handmaids and the Imperial Guard must do their best.”

The vice-captain of the Imperial Maid of Honor who has served Agnes since she was a child. The female knight Genevieve had a puzzled expression on her face.

“Hey, Princess Agnes. You seem to be under too much pressure. Wouldn’t it be nice to relax a little?”

In front of her other students, it is Agnes who plays her cold, haughty, brawny woman, but Genevieve, who has served her for many years, knows her.

The fact that Agnes is actually more of a pure girl who likes romantic things, no different from other normal girls.

However, the appearance of Agnes now was far from the kind and tender Agnes he used to be. Isn’t Agnes, the cold vice president known to the world, more suitable for her?

“Isn’t there a certain guarantee that demons will attack in the first place? As a result of our Handmaids’ investigation, the first dungeon has not been attacked by demons in the past few decades.”

In fact, if you think normally about this dungeon practice, it’s a strangely easy schedule for the Imperial Guard to be dispatched, even if you don’t know about the Handmaids.

No more than a bunch of goblins, no more than two or three orcs. A crappy dungeon where sometimes very dull golems appear.

Even in these dungeons, students were injured, but there was no loss of life.

“Really, even if the corps commander appears as the princess and her fiancé her, Artin Lud Beha, said … Considering our prepared strength, it is no different from a suicide attempt. Of course, from the demon’s point of view.”

We send elite soldiers from three factions. If that is not enough, the living legend, the Heavenly Demon, accompanies them. Genevieve was sure that there would be no big problem with that fact alone.

Perhaps she is overreacting because of what her fiancé her, Artin-nim, is going through at her rose coffin her.

“There won’t be any big problems, Princess. Since this has happened, wouldn’t it be nice to enjoy it as if you were going on a light outing with your fiancé, Artin-nim?”
“Genevieve, I am not talking about danger.”
“…Yes? Then why are you in such a hurry?”

When Genevieve did n’t understand, Agnes took out a novel from her desk and showed it to her.

“Have you read the novel ‘The Fairy Lives Under the Rose Garden’? In this book, there is an aristocratic young lady who loses her fiancé even though she has a commoner girl as her romantic partner her.”
“Yes? Losing your fiancé?”
“It was because of arrogance. Since she liked a male lead since she was young, and was even engaged to her, believing that she would naturally choose her her, the aristocratic lady, who didn’t make any effort, was eventually abandoned by her male lead and even broke off her engagement her.”

Young Agnes saw this novel and at one time did not understand the contents.

Engagement is one of the most important things in aristocratic families, and breaking it for the sake of love with a commoner would not be allowed in reality.

And what Agnes had as a child, Genevieve must be thinking now.

It’s clear when I see how my owner thinks about how to come to his senses and return to normal.

“Genevieve, do you really think I’m trying to beat you up because I can’t tell the difference between fiction and reality?”
“… Wasn’t it?”
“The important thing is not to be arrogant. Nothing is certain until it is caught, until it is caught in these hands.”

A picture was drawn in Agnes’ mind as she stared into the void. Right now, because of her marriage her, she does n’t do anything and enjoys happiness by Artin’s side. It is a terrible picture that ends up taking away the position of the harem’s wife.

“I am Artin’s fiancee, Genevieve. It’s a seat I really want to sit in, but in fact, it’s a seat anyone can come in, and I don’t want to miss this seat.”

The great devil who controls hell, the saintess who exerts influence over all believers in this world, and Marianne’s older sister who is much stronger than herself but has overlapping strengths.

What about Unicorn, who gave up her life for Artin and dreamed of an afterlife, or Violet, who was saved by Artin himself?

The only opponents she could think of were easy enough to count on her hands. She had never told anyone in particular, but the person she feared the most was Xiao Mei.

Those who know that the child who is more like family than Artin’s family is Artin’s first love his.

“The winner must keep the crown. Only those who can withstand the weight of the crown will win the most glory and rewards.”

So, this time, I set up an overwhelming ball. Save Senia Sensei and protect her students her, if you can, cut the corps commander’s throat and protect this royal family’s position, and Marie Ra.

“So, Genevieve, please pass it on to the Imperial Guard and the ladies-in-waiting. In tomorrow’s battle, defend with all your life and fight with all your might. I will be with you personally.”

Can’t be lost I can’t give up the seat next to Artin to anyone. For that, Agnes would do anything.

Seeing that burdensome gaze, Genevieve nodded her head even though she put on her expressionless expression of her.

‘Artin, what kind of person was that man… Why did our princess fall in love so deeply?’

At the same time, I started to wonder. He was talking about how a man who did n’t have much of a special corner when he saw it only on papers had captured the princess’s heart her so deeply.

*

“Echwi!”
“Why is that, Artin, have you caught a cold? Shall I call Unicor?”
“Ah, it’s nothing, sister. It just suddenly tickled my nose… “

Where are you talking about me?

Artin, who had been sneezing for a long time, barely calmed down and looked at the three who claimed to be his teachers.