I Don’t Need A Husband - Chapter 49
Chapter 49
The sight of the Marquis Cyrka looking around caught her eye, but Isilis calmly passed it over. There was nowhere for him to escape.
‘It’s too easy.’
Seeing Marquis Cyrka indirectly acknowledging his guilt made her laugh out loud.
‘…Was I beaten by such a person? This isilis Larchen.’
Aire’s work continued to take its toll. Black magic and Ignardo’s magic appeared again. Ever since the day she was kidnapped, she thought she had hunted out all the impure elements though turned out that was not the case.
“Marquis. Do you remember?”
“What do you mean?”
“The day you and I first met.”
“I remember.”
“That day, after treating the marquis, I passed out. Someone put a drug in the tea I was drinking.”
“….”
“When I came to my senses, someone had kidnapped me, and there I thought I might die for the first time in my life. Because of this.”
She reached out and grabbed Marquis Cyrka’s top. The Marquis’ top, as he was dressed in light clothing, was ripped open and his shoulders were exposed. There was a reason for ordering him to be brought in without giving him time to prepare.
On his exposed shoulder, snake and sword patterns were wriggling black.
“Since when?”
Pillaire had no answer to her question.
He couldn’t even figure it out. At some point, his love for Isilis turned into a shady obsession, and in addition to the change in his feelings, there was a force that approached him.
It wasn’t that he had dabbled in black magic from the beginning.
It was because his achievement in swordsmanship became faster, and his father’s gaze toward him began to change. The number of people following him began to increase, and he even gained the honor of being a sword master.
He became an aide to the Empress and earned the title of the best knight in the country. It was still insignificant compared to the prestige of a Marquis, but he also accumulated merit on the battlefield.
…That was Marquis Pillaire Cryka, a name he made himself.
At least, Pillaire thought so.
“…I don’t know either, but I have never done anything to be ashamed of.”
“Have you never done anything embarrassing?”
“It is. Your Majesty.”
Isilis put down the tea she was drinking, seeing Marquis Cryka, who confidently raised his head and spoke. As the teacup landed on the saucer with a ‘clank’ sound, the wizards’ eyes were drawn. It was the first time she had made a noise over a teacup. That was how shaken Isilis was.
“Tell me, then, what did you do? Harming the imperial family…”
“I have never harmed the imperial family, Your Majesty.”
“What?”
“How can you call a member of the royal family who is not born with magical powers a member of the royal family? They don’t have the magical power that forms the basis of the country.”
Isilis’ breath stopped at his words. Even though she knew a lot of people who thought that way, he was the first to spit those words in her face. In such a situation where no one ever openly said to her, ‘The Princess is not an imperial family.’
“The imperial family who cannot become an heir is only half. Wouldn’t it be better for the country and for this Larchen to just give up and get married and establish a new successor?”
“It’s me who decides it!”
Hearing her raised voice, everyone fell to their knees. Only Pillaire Cyrka held his head high and looked straight at her.
“Why does Your Majesty decide that? Larchen does not belong to Your Majesty.”
“It’s a country maintained by my magical power, but I can’t decide that?”
“The magic power of the imperial family deserves to be respected, but it is not a country that cannot survive without the imperial family. You got it wrong, Your Majesty.”
“…There must be many people who think the same as you.”
“Is it just me? That’s a given. Even while Your Majesty is doing this…”
“That’s good.”
As Isilis answered, Marquis Cyrka, who felt something strange, hesitated.
His words were also something she had been thinking about. She felt skeptical the more she did something for her country. While she was obviously doing the job of protecting Larchen, why was she so empty? Who would know her hard work…?
There was no one.
This person, who was closest to her, was even thinking like that.
At that moment, she took off the barrier of the imperial palace. The same was true of the barrier against the capital, which continued to eat away at her magical energy. Isilis soon opened her mouth as she felt the magic she had harvested fill up.
“Then, you guys take care of defending the borders and defending the Empire. I will withdraw.”
“Your Majesty…!”
The wizards and attendants who were listening to her bowed their heads. Isilis, who was watching Marquis Cyrrka with a dazed expression, affirmed.
“As of today, the barrier in the Capital is off. In addition, I also recovered the magic that was scattered in each territory that was parasitic to my magic. Marquis Cyrka is a leader of the noble faction. His thoughts are not to be his own, so they must have come from the heads of nobles. Let the whole empire know. Even without magical powers, the imperial family is the imperial family. However, I can’t protect those who disrespect the imperial family and don’t acknowledge the authority of the imperial family, so I hope the nobles take care of themselves.”
While trying to stop her, who stood up, Marquis Cyrka was pushed back by her magic.
“Marquis, you don’t know what I was sacrificing for this country. I want you to feel it once.”
When she came out of the room that smelled of roses, she felt relieved. What was eating her own magic was cut off. The country would fall into chaos, but she did not regret it. If she didn’t do this, her child would never be able to rise to the Empress’ throne.
“Your Majesty…!”
In the distance, she saw Duke Verus and nobles running.
“What is it?”
“The barrier of the Capital…! The Capital!”
“Ah, I did it.”
Everyone looked at Isilis with blank faces at her remarks that were so calm.
“What is going on?”
“Return it back to normal right now!”
“This can’t be! How can this be!”
Hearing the nobles’ clamoring, Isilis raised her hand.
“I had a private meeting with Marquis Cyrka a little while ago.”
All the nobles held their breath.
“You can learn more about the story by watching the video stone. I thought about it, though it seems like you guys demanded my sacrifice too naturally.”
“Your Majesty—!”
“So, I’m also going to take a week off.”
“What are you saying…”
“Shouldn’t you feel that gratitude keenly since you don’t know how to be grateful while living by relying on my magic power?”
No one was able to stop Isilis, who turned around after speaking so.
She sneered in her mind as she watched the nobles running to Marquis Cyrka, who came out after her while some wizards followed her. She had planned to seclude herself with the wizards for a week or so. However, the response was a double-edged sword.
She knew it, too, so she didn’t want to use it, but she couldn’t help it. This was the best way to put her child, the Princess, as the heir. Besides, it was also a way for her to organize the impure elements around her at once.
“Marquis! What the hell have you done?!”
The nobles who saw the video stone played by the wizards rushed at Marquis Cyrka.
“Laying hands on the Princess? She has no magic power, but she is of the Imperial Family!”
“Magic power can be manifested later, don’t you know that?”
Allure, the chief wizard, uttered as he walked slowly. At the same time, gazes were focused on him.
“I didn’t know you were so arrogant towards Her Majesty. Are you saying that in your right mind?”
“Did I say anything I couldn’t!”
Marquis Cyrka cried out in anger.
“Actually, what are the imperial family doing in this country! Just sitting in a good seat and ruling the country. Bloodlines or nothing!”
“Oh, my god… are you crazy?”
“I’m a noble and I’ve seen a lot of arrogant people, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone so crazy.”
The aged nobles shook their heads at Marquis Cyrka. On the contrary, the nobles, who were still young, listened to Marquis Cyrka’s words.
Seeing sympathy, Duke Verus said.
“All of these things you enjoy can be enjoyed thanks to Her Majesty’s magical power.”
“Magic, magic! Even without magic powers, Larchen can run just fine! Aren’t you ashamed to live by relying on one person? Why do we need the Imperial Family? They are the ones pouring magic into the country! It’s just..”
With a ‘crash’ sound, Marquis Cyrka fell to the floor. His father, the Margrave, opened his mouth with a trembling body.
“…It’s my sin that I took care of this crazy person as my son.”
The nobles groaned at the margrave’s deep bow. When the old man came forward, no one could speak.
“Isn’t that right, father?! If you need the Imperial Family’s magic, just draw it…!”
“This mouth!”
“I can’t listen to it anymore.”
Allure waved his hand. After casting a binding magic on Marquis Cyrka, he looked at the Margrave and said.
“Does the Margrave agree with the Marquis?”
A voice like frost broke out.
“Good.”
“Good. Do any of you agree with what the Marquis just said?”
Everyone averted their gaze at Allure’s cool gaze.
“Disrespect for Her Majesty is treason against the Larchen Empire. From this time onwards, Marquis Cyrka will be detained, and we will do anything to find out who is behind it.”
“He’s a son of a noble!”
“No noble can be superior to Her Majesty. You haven’t forgotten what happened before, Margrave?”
“…I haven’t forgotten.”
“I thought you forgot again.”
As Allure lightly beckoned, Marquis Cyrka came forward again. Even though he tried to ignite his aura, his aura was destroyed by Allure.
“It’s hypothetical to use the aura, but you should have seen who the other person was. You’re just a sword master!”
“Uwaarghh!”
Marquis Cyrka screamed as he clenched his fists. The magical powers that bound him began to gnaw away at his aura.
“No…!”
“Those who have spoken disrespectfully to Her Majesty are subject to summary execution.”
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