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THE S-CLASS HUNTER DOESN’T WANT TO BE A VILLAINOUS PRINCESS
[Translator – Woni]
[Proofreader – Leef]
Chapter 47
“Why are you two here?”
The two men answered at the same time.
“The young lord dared—”
“I was afraid you were perturbed—”
Zzzap–
They glared at each other. Stay out of this. I was first. No, you stay out, idiot.
Isir took the lead before Sedin could continue.
"Before that," he said, eyes narrowing. "What was that scene? I've never seen anything like it. I know you're a sword mage, but that was..."
“That was nothing.” Renee shrugged.
“That… was nothing?”
"Couldn't you see? No one was injured. It was just an illusion, nothing lethal."
Of course, that wasn’t true. The Blood Flower Blossoming—Flower Dance of the Butterfly was a deadly combination. Each butterfly had the power to kill a man. If she had truly meant it, no one inside the barrier would have been left alive, and the grounds would have been barren.
But they don’t have to know that. You must choose when you show your strength and hide it.
[The <Temptation Monarch> asks who taught you that nonsense.]
I dunno, some fantasy novel, alright?
“Impossible. What I sensed was beyond dangerou—”
“Renee said it wasn’t.”
Nice, Sedin! Renee smiled, pleased. She liked his tendency to block out Isir’s nitpicking.
“Don’t you dare involve yourself, Sedin.”
"Don’t make me, Your Highness."
“I’ll rip that mouth of yours open.”
Their petty bickering was giving her a headache. She pressed her fingers against her temple.
“Anyway. Go ahead, Sedin. What brings you here?”
Sedin perked up instantly.
Victory. His face brightened while Isir’s darkened.
"I received an invitation to the young lord’s banquet tomorrow. Its purpose is—"
“I know. They want to steer all the triumph to Ante.”
"Yes. I came here in case you might be feeling down about it."
Renee could almost imagine a tail wagging behind him.
"What about you, Your Highness?" she asked, turning to Isir.
"To give you the opportunity to choose whether to kill or maim the young lord."
He’s got more than a few screws loose, doesn’t he?
[The <Evil Blood Lord> silently agrees!]
[The <Queen of Tides and Remedy> claims that’s the charm of a male lead…]
[The <Temptation Monarch> warns not to choose such a dangerous male lead!]
Useless, all of them.
She turned off the chat and gestured for the men to sit.
Why are they still standing, anyway? I’m not their superior.
As if just realizing it, they hurriedly sat down, their faces reddening.
Renee straightened her posture. "I appreciate both of you, but I’m going to leave Ante be."
“Pardon?”
“What?”
They spoke in unison, only to shoot glares of discontent at each other.
Stop the mental warfare, guys. Renee clapped her hands together. Focus here.
“Please don’t say anything to Ante.”
Isir’s expression hardened. "Why?"
"First of all, there shouldn’t be rumors about the imperial prince having a bad relationship with his fiancée’s brother. Didn’t you say you wanted the throne? The Makius Dukedom would provide good support."
Though not as much as Lian.
"You shouldn’t strain your relationship with Ante in your current circumstances."
Isir faltered slightly, his usual sharp gaze dimming in genuine surprise. "...You were concerned about my throne?"
“Why wouldn’t I? That was part of our deal.” She said it matter-of-factly.
A small laugh escaped him—hollow and self-mocking. "A deal… Right, of course. I greatly appreciate it."
What’s up with him?
Before she could dwell on it, he spoke again. "Then, while we’re on the subject, can I ask you a favor?"
“A favor?”
“Yes. As part of a fair deal.”
Nothing he says ever seems to be very ‘fair.’ Renee slowly nodded.
“Let’s hear it first.”
Isir leaned forward slightly, watching her intently. "About tomorrow’s party—"
Renee tilted her head.
“Come with me. As my partner.”
She paused, considering. The quest required Isir’s favorability, anyway. There was no reason to refuse. Besides, it would be strange if they didn’t attend together when they were publicly known as lovers.
“Alright, then.”
Isir’s smile deepened.
“But leave Ante alone,” she added at the end.
“As you wish.”
God, he’s being really weird today.
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Shrugging the thought off, she turned to Sedin. "You don’t look well. Is something wrong?"
Sedin hesitated before shaking his head. "It’s nothing, Renee."
Doesn’t look like nothing. Before she could press further, Isir spoke again.
“And who are you taking as a partner tomorrow?”
Renee blinked. Oh, I see. Sedin needs a partner, too.
She fell silent, thinking. Sedin’s partner. I wonder who he’d bring. It never even occurred to me because I’ve never seen him with a woman.
For some reason, the thought struck a nerve.
I haven’t been very attentive to our mentorship, have I?
"It hasn’t been decided yet," Sedin answered.
"Then let me choose one for you," Isir suggested smoothly. "I heard Baron Garde’s daughter was looking for a partner."
Baron Garde? The name was new to Renee.
"She is known for her beauty and peaceful nature. I’m sure she’ll be a good match for you."
Peaceful…? She pursed her lips. That’s right. Sedin is calm and quiet, too. Maybe that’s what he needs... since... umm... I’m loud and uncultured...
[The <Temptation Monarch> questions why you’re self-reflecting all of a sudden.]
[The <Evil Blood Lord> argues and asks what’s so bad about you?!]
[The <Queen of Tides and Remedy> silently rages, saying, that’s not how we raised our our little Renee!]
S-Sorry... but if there are two words that will never be associated with me, they have to be demureness and culture. She chuckled awkwardly in her head.
“What do you think, Renee?”
“Hm?”
“Which lady do you think I should go with?”
How would I know...? She stopped herself from blurting it out. Yeah, who should he go with?
Renee pictured a calm, beautiful woman next to Sedin.
Goddamnit, they look good together. Wait, why am I getting mad? She scrunched her face. Despite being Sedin's mentor, I’m going with Isir—how can I send him off alone into a banquet hall full of people? Someone has to watch out for his soft heart.
“You’ll need to take someone, too.”
Can’t he go with a personal knight or someone instead of a calm, pretty girl? You know, like Arwen…. Yeah, Arwen would be safe.
Before she could suggest it, Isir intervened.
“I’ll make the arrangement since Renee agrees as well.”
Um, no, I didn’t.
“...Alright.”
Unfamiliar with how to handle this odd turn of events, Renee found herself unable to speak up. She didn’t want Sedin to be with someone he didn’t know, but she also couldn’t admit that she didn’t like the idea—especially when she herself couldn’t understand why.
What do I do?
[The <Temptation Monarch> suggests knocking the girl out tomorrow and sending her home.]
Ah, great idea. Her face finally lightened up. Brute force is the way to go when there’s no solution.
She refocused on the main topic of their meeting.
“Alright, now that’s settled—”
“How…”
Sedin muttered, his voice barely audible. His gaze flickered toward her, an unreadable emotion in his eyes. Is this all I am, Renee? To be discarded like this?
“I think it would be best for you to leave Ante alone too, Sedin,” she continued, acting as if she didn’t notice his sudden shift in demeanor. “Nothing good will come from your involvement, especially with all these unpleasant rumors spreading about us.”
“...An unpleasant rumor?”
“Yeah, you know about it too, right?” She nodded as if to reassure him.
She knew their scandal had been bothering him.
This was the best course of action—for both of them. She was only a temporary soul in this world. She didn’t want to taint the reputation of someone who had to stay—especially not by her own hands.
“...You knew.”
“What? About the scandal?”
I’m not stupid, you know.
“Of course I knew.”
“I didn’t know you were keeping that in your heart.”
“I’m not. That doesn’t mean I can just let it continue, though.”
Not only was it the right thing to do, but she also needed to maintain her reputation for her quest.
Sedin’s expression darkened.
“She’s right,” Isir said, his tone clipped. “I see you’ve finally realized where you stand, Lady Makius.”
Sedin’s gaze grew even colder at Isir’s comment.
That doesn’t look very good.
“Considering your difference in status, it’s a great discourtesy for you even to make frequent contact like this,” Isir continued.
“Why do you have to talk like tha—”
Before Renee could call him out, Sedin spoke up.
“I didn’t know I was harming you, Renee.”
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