Became the Son-in-Law of the Traitorous Family - Became the Son-in-Law of the Traitorous Family chapter 39

7. Heir to the Empire – 08

“Boss, are you really crazy?”

After the summit meeting with the Grand Duchess, she maintained her concept until she moved to a safe place. As soon as she set up a barrier to block her gaze, the first thing Cirilla threw at me was It was nothing but a bruise.

“No matter how hard it is, what is the name of the organization Ouroboros, Ouroboros! Did you know that I almost used magic without realizing it because I got goosebumps the moment the word Ouroboros came out of your mouth?”

You almost used magic because you got goosebumps? I think this is a remark very similar to ‘I was so excited that I almost came out in English without realizing it’.

“If you are going to give a name to a secret organization, you should use a name that you can proudly stand out in front of others. “

For some reason, Cirilla continues to bruise me, saying that my naming sense is unmatched. For some reason, if I added a word like ‘sh*t~’ at the beginning or end of a sentence, it was a thick tone that seemed like it could perfectly target someone with a particular taste.

Unfortunately, I’ve always been a person who thinks that mesgaki is a taste that goes against the laws of the Three Rivers and Five Rules. Acquiring a sense of pleasure through selling oneself, isn’t that something that is indeed a barbaric custom itself?

In the past, I would have stabbed Cirilla in the head without even looking at it, but unfortunately, I was in a situation where I couldn’t easily choose the option of using violence against Cirilla.

‘Cirilla is much stronger than me now, so what can I do?’

Yes. In fact, if you rank the ranking of power between the Grand Duke of Yohrha, Reiner Kreuzse, and their exclusive ladies-in-waiting, the fact that I was only 3rd, Cirilla was 2nd, and Sei was 1st is already an open secret, isn’t it?

‘I never imagined that I would end up in the world like this… ‘

However, if I leave Cirilla’s free-spirited muzzle, which continues to lash out at me, it will be a fatal blow to my social status and reputation.

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In the end, there was only one best option for me in the current situation.

“Then where should we vote? Does anyone here think that the name of the organization called Ouroboros is okay?”

Yes. Majority! On the outside, it pretends to be democratic, but in fact, isn’t it a terrible method often used by people with majority opinions to thoroughly trample people with minority opinions without any resistance?

With this method, I should be able to effectively block Cirilla’s muzzle, which continues to lash out at me, without bothering to get my hands dirty.

Suck.

Everyone’s hands start to rise one by one at my remark to raise a hand in a democratic way.

“One and two… ?”

Our total number of people is four. And among them, there was one person who dared to show an excuse for a coup against me.

In other words, there should be at least two people who said they liked the name of the organization Ouroboros, but there was only one hand raised up.

“… What is our Highness the Princess doing now? Are you using a thousand pounds in your hand right now?”

I slowly glared at Her Highness, our princess, who was staring at me with a very stiff posture, as if she was trying to follow Cirilla’s footsteps into me.

“Rainer Kreuzze.”

“Why?”

“I do not listen to the orders of those weaker than the woman who opens it.”

It couldn’t be anything but a statement that was firmly united with the pride and arrogance of an imperial princess. And there was only one ending I could offer to Her Highness, the princess.

Boom!

“Kyaaak!”

“As expected of Her Highness, the touch of the crown of the head is royal. Should I say it’s an SSS-class crown that’s very good for someone else to squeeze into.”

“Aww, Mr. It’s too much. It hurts, Master.”

Yurika looked at me with her lips pouting, as if she had come to her senses after getting hit in the head.

However, since she was not in the same shape as Jammin as usual, but in the form of a very mature beauty, for some reason, it seemed that it was considered a big crime to squeeze Yurika.

“Who the hell did you learn that cheeky line from? Could it be that Cirilla, did you teach him these lines?”

I only entrusted Sei and Cirilla with training to make Yuri look like an imperial princess, but I don’t remember having them say such cheesy lines.

“No. It all happened because the young master said strange lines in front of Yuri, and the kid got into her strange snobbishness.”

“… Did you?”

Certainly, whenever I’m bored, I put Yuri in front of me and say, ‘Don’t live on your face, get up and die’ or ‘Can I really follow you? The speed of a world without you.”

“I just did what the older sisters told me to do. When I was in this form, I was told to only say words that seemed to weigh as much as possible.”

Yuri, who had been pretending to be an elegant and high-ranking princess until just now, has returned to our house with Jammin in her tone. And when I saw Yuri like that, I felt something strange.

What can I say about the fact that Jammin, who was deceived by the subject who looks like an extremely elegant and beautiful princess on the outside, is actually just as stupid as before… It seemed to stimulate something latent in my heart.

To be honest, what about the scene where the noble princess of the empire calls me ‘Master’… Isn’t it a situation where a man’s chest is set on fire with a hypnosis application?

“… Young master? The expression on her face is a bit odd. Surely you’re not thinking strange things while looking at Yuri, are you?”

“Huh? Oh no? No way. What a strange thought I must have had with such a hairless little boy. Huh?”

“… Kid.”

At my words, Yurika somehow felt celebratory and saggy, and Cirilla, who was looking at me alternately with Yurika, looked even more confused.

“Now that it’s done, please return to your original form. I know very well that he is now, that the young master has changed, but something feels very strange to him.”

“Yes. I think you’d better stop disabling polymorph.”

At Cirilla’s words, I swiped at the ring I was wearing on my right side and took it out.

[You have unequipped 「Token of Cartesia」.]

[As 「Mark of Cartesia」 Is removed, the currently applied 「Polymorph (S++)」 Is also automatically removed.」

As soon as I took the ring off my hand, I returned to my original ‘Reiner Kreuzze’ appearance, and as soon as Yurika, who received the ‘Cartesia’s Token’ from me, put the ring back on, the original ‘Yuri’ I knew. Come back in shape

‘It was like that in the original, but it’s a really useful ring.’

—–

「Token of Cartesia」

Rank: ???

Description: A ring that is the mark of the Cartesian royal family that has been around for over a thousand years, and at the same time imbued with the blessings of the ancient gods of the Age of Mythology.

All but the rightful heirs of the Cartesian family, or those recognized by the heirs, will be denied even wearing this ring.

So don’t even think about stealing and using this ring! Even stealing this ring from the imperial family would be impossible anyway!

Effect: Even if it is lost due to any incident or accident, it will be returned to the faithful blood relative of Cartesia.

+ It is possible to use polymorph (S++), the magic built into the ring.

+ Condition not met. This information is currently unavailable.

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By the way, meeting the ‘conditions’ to wear this ring from Yurika wasn’t too difficult.

‘Hey, does this ring look good? Can I try on some?’

‘Oh no. This can never happen. This is a precious ring to me.’

‘Oh, really! Who said it was stolen? Let’s borrow it for a moment and use it! If you wear it cleanly and don’t feel comfortable wearing it, you can just return it!’

‘…..’

At any rate, Yurika took the 「Token of Cartesia」 From her finger and handed it to me, and she returned to her original mature form, and I borrowed the power of that ring and changed into the knight ‘Ran’. That would be the whole story of this case.

“By the way, it’s strange. Yuri’s true self is now. What was the person who put this ring on Yuri thinking of transforming her into such a young self?”

Yuri herself also noticed that she didn’t know why she automatically took the form of a child when she wore the “Mark of Cartesia”, But I roughly guessed what the reason was. .

‘Well, that’s a problem that will be automatically resolved in the process of developing the main story anyway.’

Even if it’s not the case, [Main Quest – Revolution] Makes my head explode, but I want to make it clear that if another main quest related to the imperial family is created, I might really find a coin incubation.

As I look at the glass with her strange eyes, Cirilla, who has returned to her original form by releasing her polymorph, asks me a question.

“By the way, young master, the image the young master took as Polymorph just now. What is it?”

“How did you look before?”

At Cirilla’s question, I remembered what form I had taken until now.

‘That was my original self on Earth?’

This is a fact I did not know, but in order to transform into another person through the magic of 「Polymorph (S++)」, It is necessary to go beyond simply vaguely imagining the face you want to change and scan your entire face with a 3D printer. I had to go through an elaborate image process.

At first, by taking the form of a woman through this ring, I wonder if I can legally become a TS pretty girl in real life.

In the end, I would like to come to the sad conclusion that the only form I could take immediately through 「The Mark of Cartesia」 Was the image of ‘me’ that I had been loathing through the mirror for the past 20 years.

‘But why is he interested in my old self?’

Maybe it was because Cirilla felt an unknown fondness for me in the past? If that’s not the case, maybe it’s because you thought that my past self was handsome?

‘… Did this day come after all?’

Although she is a spoiled exclusive lady-in-waiting who is not very mean and even talks back to me, but in terms of appearance, even though she is the top-ranked beautiful girl in the province, Cirilla is showing a crush on me in the past, so I I feel the fact that the “Self-esteem” Inherent in the depths of my heart is rapidly being satisfied.

Yes. Now that I’m saying this, I knew in advance that a day like this would come someday.

My mother said to me, ‘My son is the most handsome in the world. Mother, I believe in my son.” Ever since she said countless words of encouragement, she had no doubts that someday, an SSS-class beautiful girl would fall in love with me!

“Why? Are you interested in something?”

As I say that, calming my pounding heart, Cirilla suddenly gives her body a game and looks disgusted.

“No? Am i crazy? I asked once because I wanted to know if there was any reason to do it as such an ugly man, if I was going to play polymorph, I just had to make him look a little handsome.”

“…..”

“Um… Now that I think about it, it doesn’t seem like a bad decision strategically. First of all, if you know what the usual boy looks like, there’s no way you’ll be able to associate him with that face from before. If that’s the case, maybe we should call this a really perfect camouflage technique?”

“…..”

Still, my mother told me she was handsome… Maybe that’s too harsh…

“…Um, but still. Even if he’s not handsome, if you look closely, isn’t it a face that has something to do with it? For example, should I say a face that looks like he once pursued justice…?”

“Justice? That face from before? What was that…”

I let out a sigh when I saw Cirilla’s face saying that with an expression of incomprehensibility.

‘… Ah, I guess I don’t know.’

Yeah, maybe Cirilla was hard to understand. ‘Justice’ in this day and age.

She looked at me as if she were looking at her adolescent child.

‘It’s like a dirty appearance-oriented society.’

Well, in an era where it was very natural for King Arthur to be a woman, what did I expect?

The reason why I am being treated like this now, the fact that Cirilla is making a strange expression while looking at my original face, and the fact that King Arthur is being treated as a woman must all be attributed to Illivatus.

‘Ilibatus you bastard.’

In that sense, you are the [Death penalty] Decision with all this grudge.