The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 131



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Emma answered softly, kneeling and bowing her head like a sinner.

“… … I am sorry, I think I went crazy for a moment. I was afraid that Duke Calciad would harm my family… … .”

“Then you should have been honest with the Duke of Diat and asked for help. Why on earth did you do that?”

If it were the Duke’s family, they would have definitely helped. They would have worked together from the beginning to find a way to cure the disease.

Why did you insist on taking the thorny path when there was an easy way and make things like this?

Emma, ​​who had been fidgeting with her hands, spoke in a weak voice.

“… … I thought that if I told them that I believed in heresy, they would all be disappointed in me and throw me out. I knew exactly how my wife passed away, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell them.”

I can understand to some extent what he means. He can’t reveal his shortcomings because he doesn’t want to disappoint the other person.

But that doesn’t mean I’m going to defend Emma’s actions in the slightest.

“Anyway, it’s all just excuses. If you want to correct your mistakes now, come and give me proper testimony whenever I want.”

“Okay, I understand.”

Emma sat up unsteadily and bowed deeply. Inwardly, she was glad that she had come to her senses quickly.

If not, I would have had to threaten my son more, but honestly, I feel a bit uncomfortable doing that.

After sending Emma out, I looked through the note and asked Raviello.

“Can you figure out whose handwriting is on the note?”

“Well… … , first of all, it’s not Duke Calciard’s. I know his handwriting well, and it’s completely different.”

Raviello, sitting next to me and looking at the note, declared:

“Then it must have been written by the Duke’s subordinate.”

“I think that is highly likely.”

This is difficult. How can I find out whose handwriting it is among the many subordinates of Duke Calciard?

I stared at the paper intently and then thought in a fit of anger.

‘I too, should I try bribing the Duke of Calciard and driving him into heresy?!’

Then, an immediate stop came.

【Due to current action restrictions, direct ‘counter-attacks’ are prohibited.】

Oh, it’s fatal.

To be honest, I was most attracted to the eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth operation, but I had no choice but to give it up due to opposition from the system.

‘The problem is that even if we find out who the owner of the handwriting is, it’s difficult to completely turn the situation around with just this note and Emma’s testimony… … .’

Anyway, since Emma was the maid of the Duke of Diat, she could have driven everyone to believe in heresy and cut off their tails.

It would be nice if we could prove, apart from her testimony, that we are not heretics.

Then, the premise that he had conspired with heretics and prepared for treason would naturally collapse.

“Is there no way to prove that it is not a heresy… … .”

The moment I muttered without realizing it.

“there is.”

Raviello replied calmly, looking at him with wide eyes.

Are you saying that something like that really exists? Then tell me right now!

“Until a hundred years ago, heresy trials were a way to publicly determine heresy.”

Raviello smiled as if my ardent gaze was burdensome. I asked back, unable to hide my ignorance.

“A heresy trial… …?”

“They pour water into the holy relic, the ‘Cup of the Sun’, and drop blood into it to determine whether or not someone is a heretic. If the water turns blue, it means they are a Solian, and if it turns red, it means they are a heretic.”

“Does that make sense? If you drop blood into water, it will naturally turn red.”

“But everyone believed that since Sollian was blessed by God, the water would definitely turn blue.”

Raviello shrugged.

“No… … So, is that really how you determine whether it’s a heresy or not?”

“Well, everyone who has been tried so far has been executed. The water hasn’t turned blue for anyone.”

Are you kidding me? There must have been people who were tried unjustly, but does it make sense that they all ended up being heretics?

But no better way came to mind right away.

In that case, we have no choice but to somehow connect the rotten rope and escape this crisis.

“Okay. I’ll try to revive that heresy trial.”

He declared solemnly.

I, Shailene Charophée, will never let this happen to me.

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Meanwhile, in the Crown Prince’s Palace.

Linus had not been able to sleep properly since the court meeting and was just pacing around his room anxiously.

I couldn’t forget the image of Shailene and the Dane family being dragged into the dungeon.

In fact, when he first heard about the meeting, he was determined to take Shailene’s side.

but…….

‘Your Majesty, you will one day become the emperor of this country. It would be wise to refrain from getting involved in unnecessary rumors. For the sake of Her Majesty the Empress, at least.’

‘… What does that mean now, Duke Calciard?’

‘It is true. Everyone who knows knows that Her Majesty the Empress has been in seclusion due to a curse from the devil. But what if rumors spread that it was not a curse but a side effect of believing in the devil?’

‘Are you threatening me?’

Duke Calciad, who suddenly came to see him, smirked and openly pressured him.

‘I still have a desire to assist Your Majesty in ascending to the throne safely. So please do not do anything that would be considered hostile to us, Calciard.’

‘How dare you… … to me.’

Linus failed to catch the leisurely departing Duke of Calciard.

Even though he was the crown prince, he could not punish the duke arbitrarily, so he just clenched his teeth until his jawbone bulged.

So in the end I couldn’t help Shailene and Dane at the court meeting.

That alone was disturbing enough, but hearing that Shaylin had been nearly poisoned and taken to the temple prison made me feel like I was going crazy.

A time when he couldn’t even straighten out his disheveled behavior.

A guest has arrived.

“Linus, can you give Mom a moment?”

The empress opened the door to the crown prince’s office without permission and came in, demanding.

She dismissed the attendants around her and spoke alone with her son.

“… … What’s going on?”

“Your face looks a bit rough. It seems like you have some worries in your heart that are keeping you up at night.”

Linus, who had been washing his face repeatedly, opened his lips heavily.

“Do you, Mother, really believe that the Duke of Diat and Lady Charophe, no, the Count, are plotting heresy and treason?”

“Of course not.”

The empress, who had answered neatly, asked in return.

“How about you?”

“Me too.”

“But why did you stay still during the palace meeting?”

Linus slightly lowered his head at the blunt rhetoric that poked at his sore spot.

I felt a little bit of rebellion because I did it to protect the mother in front of me.

“If I had stepped forward… … my mother might have been hurt.”

“Why am I getting hurt, and by whom?”

“Calciard must have stirred up his mother’s illness and made up strange stories by linking her with the devil.”

“Linus.”

The empress called her son in a cold, firm voice.

At this, Linus raised his head, recalling memories of his childhood when he had often been scolded by her.

“When did I raise you to be such a foolish and cowardly person?”

“… … !”

“It’s a delight to see the crown prince of a country unable to even stand up for himself and being swayed by petty threats.”

The Empress’s words struck Linus like a whip. He froze, unable to deny or refute.

The empress, who narrowed her eyes and examined her son, sighed lightly.

“The reason I didn’t come forward during the court meeting was because I thought you would come forward first.”

She had been opposed to giving Calciard full investigative authority since the attempted murder of Johanna.

But the Emperor ignored her words and gave Duke Calciad too much power.

From then on, the Empress decided not to believe anything he investigated.

“If you come forward, I will defend you, and naturally, I will protect Count Diat and Count Charophet.”

Rather than having the Empress personally protect them and paint them as enemies of the Emperor, it would be much better to have Linus try to help his friend Dane.

Linus frowned, realizing that his thoughts were short-sighted. He lowered his head, rubbing his forehead with regret.

The empress spoke to him in a softer voice than before.

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