After Lyla returned, the meeting resumed.

“Lady Lyla is going to bring down Sirius.”

“Yes?”

Burke’s eyes widened. Duchy Sirius?

“When did Lady Lyla say this?”

“I don’t know.” Cade murmured.

He didn’t know when it would happen, but Lyla would somehow get it done in the near future.

Cade promised to cooperate with Lyla in part. Lyla would pour out everything she had and she would obtain Arsene.

“But how are you sure?”

“Because love can become an obsession.”

Lyla was obsessed with Arsene. Just like how Arsene was obsessed with Abella.

Lyla would try to take Arsene. Wasn’t she someone who came back from the future for that purpose?

Cade didn’t trust Lyla, but he did believe in her obsession for Arsene.

“Yes?”

“You don’t need to know. Anyway, Burke, attach a man to help Lady Lyla with her work for a while.”

“.. I wonder about Lady Lyla’s motives, your Majesty.”

“Isn’t it love?”

“Lady Lyla has another loved one..?”

“Even the mistress can have a loved one.”

“.. Or are you trying to destroy Sirius because of jealousy?”

Burke was shocked.

That could be said to be true to some extent. Cade was trying to bring down Sirius because Arsene was obsessed with Abella. Arsene wouldn’t let Abella go unless she died.

Cade shrugged his shoulders.

“Are you thinking of Lady Abella as Empress?”

“Burke.”

“Yes?”

“Do you want to be emperor instead? You keep guessing my heart.”

“How is that possible!” Burke shook his head quickly. After Burke, who shut his mouth, Cade’s target was the high priest.

“How long will it take to overthrow the temple?” Cade asked sternly. The cool, shining eyes were staring straight at the high priest.

The high priest bowed his head.

“I am estimating about six months before we can bring a victory to our side.”

“Even while receiving the protection of the imperial family?” Cade asked, frowning.

“..We must dig into people’s hearts’ now, Your Majesty. The scary thing about religion is that it moves people’s hearts. Already, the Bishop is positioned with deep-rooted trust in the people. Even six months later, all you have to do is shake up their firm beliefs. For now, the first thing to do is to instill doubt in them. Maybe Skellus has a cause.”

“What is the best cause?”

“It must be Lady Abella demonstrating her divinity.”

Taking advantage of Abella and stripping her off?

Rather, it could have touched Abella’s trauma. Besides, what would happen if Abella finds out that the Skellus day was nothing more than just tricks.

While doing this for the sake of Abella’s peace, he could not help but feel anxious. As he tried to change the future, in the end, it was no different from his previous life.

When he did something, he became unable to predict the future. The best Cade can do was change the future.

Abella’s scheduled death.

“..I will consider that matter. But, can Abella demonstrate her divinity? In what form does that work, and at what cost?”

“It varies from person to person. However, since divinity is usually a divine power, it does not require a price. The body becomes the medium to borrow power from God. How it manifests itself also varies from person to person. Lady Abella is not yet aware of her own power, so I can’t even guess anything either.”

Cade snorted. Even he was cautious to even mention Skellus to Abella. It seemed better to know the secrets of the Skellus Day through Cade than to know through other routes.

There was a saying that the one who gets whipped first is better. (An idiom meaning, “It is better to go through a very difficult and painful situation as soon as possible if one has to go through it anyway.)

“Ho.”

It was obviously the second time, but why was nothing so easy?

That was when Cade was rolling his head around like that.

“Your Majesty!”

The servant, who had run quickly, reported.

“..Duke Arsene of Sirius has sent a proposal to Lady Abella. It is said that the seal of the temple and notarization have been completed, Your Majesty.”

Cade’s face hardened coldly.

Silence fell in the office. After a while, Cade opened his mouth coldly.

“High Priest.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You have to hurry up. The temple looks boring, so you need to stir it up.”

The High Priest bowed his head. His voice was so cold that it made goosebumps rise all over his forearms. It wasn’t long ago, but he knew. How dangerous Cade was when he had such an expression and voice.

*

Abella sent a request to the temple.

It was a request stating that she did not want to marry and that she was considering breaking it up if possible. She needed a spouse to continue her temporary head position, but that shouldn’t be Arsene.

She thought she didn’t know before, but now she knew all the secrets. Arsene was the one who tried to kill Abella and at the same time contributed to the death of the previous duke. He was no less than an enemy of Amerigo.

‘Ah. That’s not it, isn’t he more of an Amerigo?’

At that time, the only people who did not wish for Abella’s death were the former Duke and Carlo.

Abella’s request was also formally written with the help of Enoch, and the knight of Amerigo took it to the temple.

“It’s really eventful.” Enoch said, rolling the candy in his mouth.

“Yes.”

Abella shook her head. It was not unusual for Enoch to react like that as the incident has continued since returning to Timur..

“I guess it’s because of me.” Abella mocked herself. Did she really have the power to attract misfortune?

“No. That can’t be true. It all happened because of those greedy people.”

“Thank you for thinking that way.”

“I’m serious, Abella. You are someone who can protect, not someone who can harm.”

Abella struggled to smile at Enoch’s comfort.

*

Lorelia walked around the room. The appearance of this mansion these days was strange.

‘Did I get caught?’

Lorelia unknowingly bit her nails. When she married the duke, it was a habit that she was forced to stop. But now, Lorelia was alone in her room. The safest place.

No one could get Lorelia out of this room.

Lorelia was Amerigo’s Grand Madam and she was worthy of respect. The Amerigo’s elders and servants still despised her.. that was why she came this far.

It was all thanks to that damn old man that she took part in killing Abella. Gilmus was unaware of his place. He wanted to make his eldest son Benjamin the duke.

In such circumstances, her husband appointed Abella as his successor, which eventually earned Gilmus’ wrath.

Gilmus plotted to kill the successor in order to overthrow him and teach Amerigo’s master manners.

Most of Amerigo’s relatives took Gilmus’ hand. Perhaps Timur’s mist drove people crazy, and they instigated the death of a 15-year-old child.

In the process, Sirius also added a hand.

So Lorelia persuaded herself.

‘Yes, this is justice and is the right thing to do.’

‘She was born in Skellus, so she was holding my ankle and neck.’

This was a secret no one should know. Who would be proud of those who took part that day?

As a result of that incident, Amerigo lost a strong leader, and since then, the relatives have come to knead Amerigo according to their own taste.

When Abella tried to overthrow the evils, this kind of division would arise again.

[You have to kill Abella this time. Hand her over. For Simons.]

Gilmus was boldly commanding her whether he still saw Lorelia as a shy little lady. Besides, she just needed to kill Abella and have Simons succeed the title. They will get a scarecrow on their hands.

Gilius’s letter contained all such greed.

[Otherwise, I am thinking of proceeding with the marriage of Abella and Benjamin. I wish we could discuss this.]

Lorelia sighed. Even though Abella and Sirius were engaged, the attitude was as if it didn’t matter at all.

[Have you not forgotten that I have your secret?]

There was also that dreadful threat. Lorelia chewed her lips.

She had been living as a scarecrow until now in order to cover up the truth that she tried to kill Abella. Even if Gilmus lost his fortune and became a toothless tiger.

Unlike Lorelia, who was afraid of carrying the same secret on her back, Gilmus was bold.

Lorelia threw the letter at the fireplace. She then said with a sigh. “Bring the child.”

“Yes, madam.”

Her maid backed away. Lorelia’s eyes looking into the flame were darkly gloomy.