Translator: Kimmy

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“The Ch, Chancellor…., The Chancellor would be difficult……”

Marquis Villiore’s face suddenly turned pale.

If it was only Duke Gardelli they were talking about, the situation could have been resolved by begging the Emperor to stop him.

But once the Chancellor turned his back on something, there was nothing the Marquis could do to resolve it.

Unlike the Emperor who was uninterested in abusing his authority, Chancellor Glenn Holtzman knew how to use his authority to the fullest.

Also, he still maintained the commoner status, so he did not have to care about the manners of the noblemen.

In short, the ‘execution’ the Emperor was trying to avoid is the easiest decision for the Chancellor.

The Chancellor does not follow the aristocratic customs and does everything by law.

For example, if ‘Those who embezzle shall be punished’ was to apply.

If it was the House of Lords, they would excuse the person for just being a noble and would cover up the incident saying the embezzlement was a ‘misunderstanding.’

But if it reached the Chancellor, he would send a knight or duke to prison based on the ‘Stealing will be punished with a 3-year sentence.’

There were people who paid tremendous amounts of bail, but still, once they were caught by the Chancellor, the Chancellor did not go easy on them.

‘Even I, as the Chancellor, have to go to prison for committing a crime, so why do I have to condone for others?’

In fact, when the Chancellor was fighting alongside the Emperor during the war, the Chancellor actually imprisoned himself for a month after punching a nobleman in the face.

There were not many people who could defy against the top of the people.

So, because of that, it seemed like a bigger problem that Glenn was unhappy with the ‘hostage’ than the Duke to the Marquis.

The Chancellor was clever and knew how to use his authority, and also knew how to tactfully use the political situation.

Honestly speaking, the Chancellor and the Duke were both ornery at the same level, they just had different ways of expressing that.

But both of them were involved. What sin could the crown prince possibly make to deserve that?

The Marquis pitied the crown prince and felt sorry for himself who would soon have to clean up after all the mess.

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“Oh, don’t be mad. My love, the man between our legs, I know. The man between my legs.”

Eva hummed the song recently trending around in the streets.

The lyrics were insane but the melody was addictive, so even a kid walking by hummed. It was a deplorable popular song.

Brigitta looked at her strangely and twitched her lips but then stopped.

She didn’t want to interrupt Eva while she was writing.

Eva was wearing a dress pajama crouched on the sofa with a graphite pencil on one hand and a memo note on the other hand.

There was a thin line on her forehead, seemingly something not going well.

“Don’t yell at me with your cute lips, my love, amore, enjoy with me.”

Brigitta retraced the lyrics of the vulgar song.

So, in a roundabout way, it was from a male’s point-of-view who was talking to a woman, and the nasty context was about him having an affair with the man who was having an affair with the woman so he was requesting for all three of them to enjoy it.

Besides the question of why such a song was trending, it was so incompatible to hear the small and fragile Eva sing it like a blue bird.

Brigitta put down the book she was reading.

The bigger problem here was that the song was addictive.

Even Brigitta almost hummed it in front of the 2nd Knighthood.

Brigitta and Eva’s holidays were spent comfortably and lazily.

They cooked or skipped breakfast and talked for a while then did their own thing, for lunch, they ate sweets, and for dinner they decided to eat out.

Buying snacks on the way back from eating out was the last thing they did on their holidays.

Eva wrote, so it was technically Brigitta that didn’t do anything, but Eva never focused on writing during holidays, so they were about the same.

Today was not so different.

Eva was only fidgeting the pencil without writing anything, and Brigitta was eating cookies while reading a recipe book written in Holkan.

“Eva.”

“Yes?”

Eva’s extra hair sticking out of the bun kept covering her eyes.

Eva ran her hands through the bangs.

“What should we eat for dinner?”

“Hmmm~”

She put down her pencil and memo hastily.

Perhaps she didn’t want to think about the story anymore.

Brigitta grinned without letting Eva know and waited for her answer.

“There was a new Eastern Continent food restaurant around the fountain square. Do you want to go there?

“Ah, the restaurant around Ryun. That sounds good. I heard the fried ri…..pe? rice? was good.

“Heeeh, rice cuisine~”

“Rize?”

“Rice. The thing used to make risotto.”

“Ah, that is rize….rice.”

Once in a while when Brigitta was confused between words, Eva taught her the mistakes.

And thanks to that, Brigitta’s proficiency in the Empire’s language was significantly improving; even Karlos was surprised.

It was a bad news for the knights of the 2nd Knighthood since her swear words and scoldings were also improving.

“Come to think of it. Was the Harvest festival discount starting this week? I think it was.”

“Woah, it is? It’s already harvesting season.”

Eva looked like she was contemplating something.

Brigitta waited for her patiently.

The novel author who hated deadlines chewed on her lower lip and finally lit her face up like she decided on something.

“Hey, are you busy this Harvest festival?”

“Hm? Excluding the very day I’m not that busy. Since we take shifts doing security.”

“What about Karl?”

Brigitta flinched.

It seemed like Eva was having this strong sense of closeness with Karl, uh, the Emperor.

Brigitta was amazed how that small lady was not intimidated by the huge and threatening man.

Initially, she was definitely afraid but as time passed, she was excited like a puppy playing in snow.

Brigitta grinned.

To her who knew that the Emperor was soft towards small and young things, this situation was funny and entertaining.

Brigitta smiled gently once again at Eva who stared at Bri wondering why she was smiling, then answered.

“Well, he will be a little more busy than me.”

“Ah, is it because he is a normal knight?”

“I wouldn’t know, I don’t know well about the normal knights of the Royal Knighthood. Why do you ask?”

“If he is not busy we could hang out with him during the Harvest festival. I could show him my manuscript too. Ah, maybe not. Would he be busy with his family or girlfriend? If so, then never mind.”

A family or girlfriend.

Brigitta thought of Maximilien.

Karlos would never willingly spend the Harvest festival with Maximilien alone, and if the Emperor did have a girlfriend, the whole Empire would know, so he most likely did not have one currently.

Brigitta finished her brief evaluation and shook her head.

“No, I could ask.”

During the very day of the festival, people spent time with their family, but the day before or after the festival, people enjoyed the festival with their friends or lovers.

The circuses, theatres, and merchants all had discounts and all sorts of events to increase their sales.

Because of that, the capital was bustling and extravagant the whole week during the Harvest festival.

Last year, Eva was either struggling with the deadline or had no one to go with, so she couldn’t attend the festival.

So, she wanted to enjoy it this year.

If she was alone this year, she wouldn’t even consider going because of murderer TT.

But if she had two knights accompanying her, it would be safe, so she didn’t want to lose this chance.

“Then please ask him! Let’s hang out with him, please? I was alone at home last year and last last year. This is also your first festival in the capital right?”

Eva pestered Brigitta like a puppy wanting to go out for a walk.

Brigitta still couldn’t believe Eva was older than her. She felt like she would end up petting her if she lost her guard.

Brigitta was also weak to small things like Karlos.

“Alright, Eva. But why did you suddenly bring up Karl?”

“I want somebody to compliment my work right now.”

Eva turned serious all at once.

“Weekly releases are hard.”

Brigitta did not understand exactly what it meant but she knew she was having a hard time.

By the time it was Wednesday, Eva was pulling her hair or rolling on bed, mumbling weird noises like ‘Oongyak’ or ‘Shmizzlewizzle.’

Brigitta thought Eva went crazy at first.

“I can cheer up when I hear Karl reviewing my work…..Ugh. Why are the printing shops closed on Harvest festival.”

Eva wore a tearful face that looked like she collected all the sadness in the world.

This small lady had fast mood changes.

Brigitta quietly gave her a cookie.

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Brigitta and Eva’s meal size was as extremely contrasting as their height.

Brigitta was a heavy eater who loved meat and ate 3 times what normal people ate.

She also considered taste most importantly, but on top of that, she preferred something that will fill her stomach and huge amounts.

Eva was the opposite.

She filled her stomach with desserts more than actual meals and when she did eat, it was like bird food to Brigitta.

But both of them did not have a picky appetite, so there was no big trouble when they dined out together.

“Fried foods are tasty, so I’m sad because I can’t eat a lot of it.”

“Really?”

Brigitta wondered while finishing off her second plate of fried pork.

She couldn’t understand the concept of having a full stomach while having food in front of her.

Ryun’s restaurant had an exotic interior design.

It was decorated with red things and exotic candles, and each entrance of the rooms were decorated with things called ‘Val’.

The shelves decorated with wood and something sparkly were also pretty.

Eva already finished her meal and was drawing while looking around the restaurant.

There was a magic printing tool that could print anything that it captures without needing to inconveniently draw things.

Eva decided to buy that as soon as this months’ pay came in.

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