To you who survived (2)
It was hectic during the festival period.
This is because I had to attend a lot of events, help out with scholarships, continue camp life, and never stop personal training. As a result, I didn’t feel like I had properly enjoyed the festival at all.
One thing that is worth noting is that Princess Selaha often mentioned my name in public appearances.
In your interview with Vice Principal Rachel, you said you asked various things about a student named Ed Ross Taylor.
It is said that he mentioned Ed Ross-Taylor when he spoke on the center stage, and that he apologized for his rudeness at the Ross-Taylor residence when he attended a prayer meeting presided over by the saint.
As if he had decided to take advantage of this opportunity, he was approaching me with such certainty that his arrogant attitude until now was in vain.
In addition, there were a huge number of letters sent by her deacon Dest.
While staying at Sylvania Academy during the festival, he sent me a letter every day. It was even all handwritten letters, and the content was quite dense.
It was not difficult to imagine him sitting at the private office table in the VIP quarters every night, writing letters with a quill pen. It wasn’t any kind of love letter, but it was full of romantic rhetoric, and in the end, her final conclusion was to stick to her side.
– ‘It’s chilly at night on Aken Island. Does this mean that fall is slowly coming? Time really flies. It’s been a long time since we last saw each other during the Ross Taylor Mansion disaster, but we barely felt like we had a deep understanding of each other. Let me be blunt. I want to understand you more deeply. It has the meaning of trying to find a political compromise, but I just want to know more about you as a person. Will you tell me? Won’t you help me understand the hardships of your life and the convictions you have held? I believe that if your life has been lonely but strong, there is probably some part of it that touches mine.’
– ‘The fever of the festival continues. Today I went to inspect the living quarters. It felt special to think of it as where you live. And that’s what I think as I see the students humming peacefully, intoxicated by the festive atmosphere. In the end, conflict creates nothing.’
– ‘I am confident that if we put all the conflicts so far into the past and join hands, a better future will surely await us. I will treat you the best I can. The power within the imperial family can be guaranteed to a level that is not disappointing compared to when Crepin was the head of the family.’
– ‘Let’s end the antagonism. The disaster at the Ross Taylor mansion was nothing more than an aberration called Crepin. We can envision a new future in our own way. The beautiful blueprint may be different, but I have no doubt that if we talk to each other well, it will become a stepping stone to create a greater empire.’
When I look at the letter filled with so much respect, I feel a sense of discomfort because it seems so contradictory to what I felt when I met Princess Selaha in person.
When I finish reading the letter and put it down, Deacon Dest, who came to deliver it, asks me in a polite tone.
“Princess Selaha is waiting. Would you like to accompany me?”
When you ask me that question, I just shake my head without saying anything.
Then, a letter arrives the next day as well.
– ‘I didn’t think you would accept my invitation. Most likely, you want to continue to stand on Fenia’s side and give her strength. However, it is something to think about carefully. Would it really be a happy thing for that child to become emperor? He is a child who usually did not care about things like power. ‘She is a child who has always been told that she is a benevolent princess who listens to those under her command.
– ‘However, if you ascend to the position of emperor, you will inevitably incur someone’s resentment. Since ancient times, a monarch is someone who has the courage to turn half of the people who oppose his decisions into enemies. Do you think something like that would be possible for Fenia? ‘It is obvious that while pursuing idealism, you will get caught by the rocks of reality and end up rolling on the floor.’
– ‘If it were me, I could continue to protect Fenia’s delicate heart. As long as you handle things well by my side, Fenia can live forever in the Rose Palace as a benevolent and benevolent princess who cares about her people. It’s up to us to handle the real work and let children like Fenia live in a bright world… In some ways, isn’t this a correct distribution of roles?’
The letter that arrived the next day sold Fenia’s happiness.
For Selaha, who had no doubt that Princess Fenia and I had a special relationship, it was a game worth throwing.
However, the more this happens, the more I remember the story that Fenia desperately told me.
– ‘You must never fall for Sister Selaha.’
– ‘Selaha Sister… Once you succeed in getting your hands on it, you lose all interest. When Selah’s greed intensifies, it is when she discovers something she couldn’t get her hands on. So, whatever suggestions Sister Selaha makes, and whatever approach she takes… The moment you pass over, your value plummets to the ground.’
It is truly a paradoxical story. In order to protect my value, I have to reject all offers from others who value it highly.
“Princess Selaha is waiting for you. Would you like to accompany her?”
At Dest’s words, I, who was sitting next to the campfire, shook my head again.
Then, without a doubt, the letter arrived the next day.
– ‘I praise you for your firm will. However, I can speak with certainty. If you hold my hand, I will definitely become the emperor of this empire. We can guarantee you success in life. I can help you both materially and spiritually so that the Ross Taylor family, to which you have worked all your life, can once again become the most prestigious family in this empire.’
– ‘I need you, Ed Rosstaylor. I want you to be mine. I want you desperately.’
A tone of voice that openly asks people to come to their faction. The letter was becoming more earnest.
Of course, it’s just a letter. It is completely unknown whether the person who wrote this letter is actually desperate. The opponent is someone who has lived his or her entire life in politics. It was impossible to move my heart just because I felt sincerity from just a few words.
When Dest asks if I would like to accompany him, I shake my head again.
– ‘I think I thought about you all day today. Ed Rosstaylor. ‘I don’t think this is caused solely by the desire to involve you politically.’
– ‘Sometimes your voice or face seeps into my heart, and I spend my days recalling memories of you whenever I get the chance. Of course, personal feelings should not take priority in politics that determine the direction of a country. But, since I am also a decent woman… There are times when heat inevitably blooms in your heart.’
– ‘I’m curious about you. I am curious about the person you are, your strong loyalty that allows you to firmly stick to your beliefs even in front of the princess of a country. I wish it was directed at me. I wish I had respect for women. ‘When I sit in the office every day and review the agenda, I want you to stand next to me.’
– ‘I long for you. Ed Rosstaylor. Please, please stay by my side and support me on the path I walk.’
In the letter the next day, he ended up selling his love. Of course, there is no way I would ever believe this.
At this point, I’m getting scared. How far is this princess willing to sell to get what she wants?
The level of greed that is so frightening is almost deafening.
“Princess Selaha is waiting. “Please accompany us.”
Of course… I still just shook my head.
This had to be repeated until the day the festival ended.
*The last day of the festival has arrived.
From what I heard, the festivities at Sylvania Academy will end with a grand fireworks display at the student plaza at midnight today.
There is still some time left for the entire empire’s festival period, but Emperor Cloel and Princess Selaha’s stay on Aken Island ends today.
If all the festival schedules are completed well, you can take a two-day break over the weekend and then return to your daily routine of continuing your studies.
“Princess Selaha is waiting.”
Princess Selaha continued to send letters until the last day.
The content was somewhat as expected. It was almost a confession of love, but I gave a cold expression.
“… As for the princess, her writing skills are amazing. The flow of the words, which even feels strangely sincere, is truly amazing. “I would like to try writing poetry or a novel.”
After reading the letter, the answer I would give was decided. Dest was probably expecting it too.
“I’m sorry, but I’m not going.”
*“It is better to think positively, even if consciously. President Tanya.”
“It’s so disgusting that Senior Ziggs said that.”
“I’m telling you this out of concern for President Tanya.”
“… ”
A long-awaited break.
Tanya, who was lying half-corpse on the sofa in the student president’s office, brushed up her messy hair and looked toward the door.
Ziggs Eiffelstein, who had brought some snacks with him, threw a few pots on the office table and flopped down on the sofa opposite him.
The way he sat comfortably with both hands on the back of the sofa didn’t feel like he was paying any respect to the student council president.
I couldn’t help it. In fact, Ziggs was much more likely to take on the role of a stick than a carrot within the student council.
Since he was mainly trying to catch Tanya, who ran away, the other person now looked less like the student council president and more like a prisoner who dreamed of escaping whenever he got the chance.
“Looking at it, I was the president for no reason lying down on the sofa. I want to retire. I want to die. I want to run away to a place where no one knows. What is Brother Ed doing? Should I just hand over the position of head of the family? Would they accept it in the first place? But isn’t it something I should take responsibility for? Why did you take responsibility in the first place? I just want to die. help me. Someone please save me. “Aren’t you repeating this monologue over and over again?”
Tanya took a deep breath and looked at Ziggs.
“now… The repertoire is obvious, so it’s not really surprising. But as of today, haven’t you finished all the work that was delayed during the festival period? Now that Senior Anise is here, you will feel a lot more relaxed when you return to normal semester life.”
“I want to enjoy my own peace of mind, but what can I do when I have a lot of bad thoughts?”
“So, what I’m saying is, at least consciously, think good thoughts. “It doesn’t matter if it’s a lie.”
“If you lie and say good things, it doesn’t mean anything.”
“No, it has its own meaning. “I also heard this from Elka.”
Ziggs spoke half-heartedly while briefly checking the status of his equipment.
“It may be a kind of self-suggestion, or it may just be wearing a mask, but… It is said that if you lie to yourself through immersion over a long period of time, at some point your mind will accept it as truth. I think there was some kind of jargon… I don’t remember much, but… ”
“… It’s strangely psychoanalytical content. I don’t know much about that area… ”
“I don’t know either. However, isn’t that a good thing? I am happy with myself every day. I am full of energy. I love my job. I can’t stand it because I want to work. Work is my life. I will die working!! “Wouldn’t you be able to approach life more positively if you tell lies and repeat hints?”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t like it because it feels like my life is ending like that.”
“… Admittedly, the example was a bit excessive. sorry.”
Ziggs let out a laugh, then glanced sideways at Tanya, who was finally getting some proper rest after completing a long task.
No matter what happens, I am a person who somehow manages to complete all my tasks within the deadline. They say that everything about a person’s character is inherited, and he resembles my brother in many ways.
I think I could become a good leader if I provide good guidance, but… Right now, he has no dignity because he is lying face down like a corpse.
Well, I guess there are people like this.
With that in mind, Ziggs wiped the scabbard with a cloth.
“… You refused to accompany me. “I think he will probably not accompany you until the end.”
Even though the princess of a country bends herself to this extent, she doesn’t even seem to flinch.
A luxurious private room prepared for Princess Selaha. Inside the neatly organized room, there was also a table set up for office work.
Princess Selaha, who was sitting at the huge table and playing with her quill, snorted at Dest’s report.
“Pretending to be expensive… In the end, they are just greedy for power… ”
It is difficult to find time to accompany Emperor Cloel during the festival. Of course, it is impossible to go to Ed Rosstaylor’s camp every day.
Therefore, Princess Selaha tried to placate him through letters, but there were limits. She actively encouraged Ed Ross Taylor by writing more radical and bold content… As expected, his strong heart shows no sign of moving at all.
Now, a strange feeling began to arise, and I began to put more effort than I thought into the letters I sent to him every day.
Of course, there is not one iota of sincerity in the contents of that letter. There is absolutely no reason for Princess Selaha, who has no blood or tears, to give up all her liver and gallbladder just to hold the duke’s master in her hands.
It’s just a flattering rumor. Usually, it comes to pass at this point.
Intoxicated by the fact that the princess of a country needs her so much, she loses sight of the objective evaluation of her own worth.
However, the tyrant Selaha, who regards all those under him as nothing more than chess pieces to be discarded… There is no reason to do that.
“I think it would be best to take the time and go one more time… ”
Coincidentally, I have a lot of schedules for tomorrow morning, and a lot of reports to review. I have to schedule a visit to the Trix Building and go to lunch with Principal Obel Forcius.
In the end, there is nothing we can do right now other than write the letter with more sincerity… The problem is that I have used all the repertoire I can. There are limits to writing a false letter that appears to be more sincere.
“Even though I bend down to this level, you don’t even blink…” ”
Rather, Princess Selaha smiled bitterly. Just imagining what her joy would be like when she defeated Ed Ross Taylor, who she had so firmly and loyally held on to, makes her heart swell so much.
At least, Princess Selaha has never tried to get her hands on someone by being this overly immersed. Usually, it would come before that.
Recently, it got to the point where I spent the whole day thinking about what kind of phrase I should write in his ears this time.
He tried to stimulate his loyalty to Princess Fenia, and eventually told shocking stories such as saying that he was privately in love with Ed Rothtaylor.
Nevertheless, Ed Rothtaylor is not even dreaming.
‘Did you see through that it was all a lie? ?’
That’s what I thought to myself. Besides that, I also wrote down a lot of unconventional words… Seeing as I haven’t come across it even once, it seems like I don’t believe the content at all.
Is there a need for a more trustworthy and sincere tone? Since the promise of more wealth and fame alone is not enough to move him, what is needed at this point is sincerity that can make the other person believe that you are sincere.
Enough to convince of its sincerity, to the point where even Ed Ross Taylor, the doubter, could not be fooled without being deceived… You need to package your feelings so that it seems endlessly earnest.
Once he falls into my hands and becomes a person who betrayed Fenia, I use him as I wish and then throw him away. When he ends up being abandoned by Selaha, he pictures the man’s expression. When I imagine the joy of that moment, a smile already comes to my face.
In this way, Selaha continues to write letters filled with lies.
I think about the wording of the letter all day.
Over and over again, endlessly immersed… I was repeating lies to myself.
*“Your request to view has been denied. In fact, the Wise Man’s Seal is not currently being released to the public, even for research purposes, so it is difficult to obtain permission through student requests.”
The staff at the Trix building spoke kindly to Ayla behind the counter. She had been asking Obel Forcius to meet her for several days now, and she was the girl who had been submitting a request to see the wise man’s seal.
“is that so… ”
“yes… Since it is a treasure with a history of theft, even at the academic level, we must be cautious… ”
“all right… thank you… ”
Ayla bowed at the window and exited the Trix Building.
Although the festival fever continues, the Trix Building, an office building, still has a fairly businesslike atmosphere.
That subtle heat remains, but the job has to be done anyway.
Ayla looked back at the Trix building for a moment, then lowered her head and stiffened her expression.
There was a need to find some other way.
Somehow… I have a hunch that I need to read the wise man’s seal… Because it continued to well up.
