You’re so old, but still so shy

Her Majesty Queen Louise IV of the Great Ying Empire, who looks no different from a popular beautiful idol girl,
the way she kills me at the end of the script is really too fancy, too cruel, isn’t it?

But I don’t have time to think too much.

I know: instead of getting tangled up here, it’s better to hug Kefiel’s thigh as soon as possible.

More importantly, I need to let Kefiel “level up” as soon as possible.

The stronger her protagonist’s halo, the safer my little life will be.

The candidates for going to the “dungeon” of the Goddess’s Ruins were finally decided by Louise IV as: Kefiel and Louise XXIII competing for the spot.

The next day, Kefiel, who had completely regained her confidence, began her “daily training” as the protagonist.

And as Kefiel’s “leg accessory,” of course I accompanied her throughout the whole process,
after all, after glancing at Louise IV’s script yesterday, I was scared to death.

At this moment, inside the open-air training field of the Kefiel family.

On the vast training field, the periphery was lined with a dazzling array of swords and weapons,
and inside there were expensive-looking and impact-resistant targets and dummies.

This whole set of training facilities must have cost a fortune, yet it was reserved exclusively for Kefiel’s private use.

Given Kefiel’s status as the proud daughter of heaven and the protagonist, this is only natural.

She also made full use of everything here and is now doing “warm-up exercises” in the open space where she can freely move.

Kefiel’s heroic figure flashed like a hawk,
moving, turning,
with every gesture and sword swing exuding confidence and pride.

The white long hair that floated with her movements added a touch of icy aloofness to her aura,
while also proving without a doubt that she was the beautiful protagonist of the story, worthy of the title “peerless beauty.”

As the saying goes, “A waterfall drops straight down three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way fell from the heavens.”
Also as the saying goes, “If the flying general guards Dragon City, no enemy shall pass…”

“Shut up, you crazy priest! What are you muttering over there again!?”

With a slash of her sword, Kefiel’s voice came with a slightly annoyed tone.

It seems true—every time I start reciting poetry, Kefiel loses focus.

“I was just cheering you on!”

“Normal training doesn’t need your mumbling! If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll kick you out!”

“Yes, your command, I obey.”

How would I dare to offend the protagonist?

Kefiel puffed her cheeks and glared at me for a moment, but eventually turned away.

Although she still occasionally sneaked glances at me once or twice,
her movements became faster and sharper.

Leaving aside her “protagonist” status,
Kefiel herself possesses dual sixth-tier strength,
while Louise XXIII’s dual fifth-tier strength in the script seems to be boosted temporarily through “drug use.”

But that said, Louise XXIII looks to me like a “villain”!

And a villain is bound to cause trouble for the protagonist, looking for death.

Kefiel only needs to worry about whether she is strong enough,
but I…
to hold on to her thigh tightly, the best way is to figure out exactly how Louise XXIII plans to “seek death.”

Bathed in the protagonist’s halo, deep in thought—

I suddenly felt the back of my neck poked by an icy fingertip.

Instinctively, I turned my head, but before I could speak,
my mouth was covered firmly by a hand!

A sweet fragrance hit me,
and from the corner of my eye I barely caught a glimpse of a dress that only a beautiful idol girl would wear…

My mind instantly cleared: it was Louise IV!

Suddenly, I thought of the script where Louise IV would “stab me to death.”

A chill ran through my entire body from inside out.

Louise IV is supposed to kill me in the script!

Could it be that she’s about to pull out a blade and stab me in the back right now!?

Look at how practiced this mouth-covering motion is—almost like Agent 47!

However, after the shiver, what came to my ear was Louise IV’s sweet whisper,
accompanied by a smile, as she placed her finger on her lips.

“Shh~ Don’t disturb Kefiel.”

As she released her hand, I let out a long sigh of relief.

I wasn’t nervous because she was a queen,
I was terrified because she nearly scared my soul out just now—I really thought she was going to stab me!

“Please don’t scare me like that, Your Majesty.”

I’m just a priest hugging Kefiel’s thigh now, so I still have to keep my manners.

But the queen’s sudden appearance doesn’t seem aimed at Kefiel?

“Just call me Louise~ If you keep saying my full name, it feels so distant.”

Gentle, cheerful, cute, and charming—this glamorous idol queen needs no flattery from me.

But her gaze stayed fixed on me,
which was strange and reminded me of what I saw at the end yesterday:
a script full of fancy ways to kill me.

“I feel like you’re afraid of me, but you really don’t need to fear me because of my status~
Since you’re by Kefiel’s side, I believe we can be friends.
Hmm, or do you actually think I’m scary?”

Scary? That’s an understatement!

From when I became the great villain until now, among all those with scripts saying “Kill Euclid,”
yours has the most creative ways to kill me!

Torture, dismemberment, gruesome stuff—I shiver just thinking about it.

But I can’t let any of that show.

I stepped back a little and asked about something I’ve been wondering about, which the script never clearly answered.

“If we’re friends, then why don’t you help Kefiel and instead support that Louise XXIII, who doesn’t have a good reputation?”

“That’s something I can’t help~ Even though Louise XXIII is only a very distant relative,
I still have to deal properly with matters inside the royal family of the Great Ying Empire.

As for yesterday,
instead of letting Kefiel and that scheming XXIII quarrel,
having them settle it with strength is the simplest and most effective way.”

While saying this, Louise didn’t care that I moved away;
instead, she took advantage of Kefiel focusing on her sword training to come even closer to me.

Standing on tiptoe to make up for the height difference,
she half-covered her lips with her elegant white gloves,
her gestures more like an innocent, lively girl than a dignified queen.

Then, she whispered in my ear.

“I’ll secretly support you two~ Don’t tell anyone.”

“!”

As if! Louise!

This perfect and lively pose looks completely different to me.

Because what I saw in the script tells me her real motive is nothing like what she says.

【Louise IV wants to see Kefiel and Louise XXIII compete.】

She lied yesterday on purpose! But why!?

【Because Louise IV has noticed Euclid.】

It’s me after all!

The script appeared, and Louise’s next whisper followed right after.

“By the way, I’m actually very interested in you, because I really want to know what kind of man Kefiel brought back…”

Hiss…

I suddenly felt my hands and feet go cold,
but Louise’s whisper abruptly stopped.

Then, as if nothing had happened, she turned away—
just in time to meet Kefiel’s gaze noticing us.

“Big Sister!?”

“Kefiel~ I came to watch you practice today, to hang out with you~ Take a break, let’s have afternoon tea, okay~”