E Party Nonsense, M Safe Track

There is only one day left until the “duel” that Louise announced.

Before this, I almost got silenced and backstabbed by Louise on the spot, so I immediately learned my lesson and have been clinging to Kefir every day.

If the servants of Kefir’s family in the script were simply honest and wanted to “kill me,” then Louise’s “face-changing opera” in front of me earlier really scared me half to death.

Reminding Kefir to stay away from Louise is impossible—Louise’s script wants to “kill me in style,” and that’s not Kefir’s fault.

Louise and Kefir get along very well! Look, they’re happily drinking tea right in front of me right now.

“Kefir, how’s the preparation going? Confident?”

“I’ll do my best, Sister Wang.”

Bright midday sunlight, a clear and refreshing atmosphere—despite their status differences, these two beautiful girls are very close.

Such an amazing vibe! Niiiiice!

But I have no time to appreciate it and even wish I could shrink and hide under Kefir’s skirt.

“Hey, priest! Are there nails on that chair!? Why can’t you sit still in front of Sister Wang?!”

My monkey-like behavior has clearly annoyed Kefir.

But this isn’t about nails at all! Ever since Louise almost backstabbed me earlier, I’ve sensed something from the currently incomplete script: the Queen of the Grand Empire, Louise IV, is very likely, just like Miss Nilu, not a simple “bonus character.”

The trouble is, I know Miss Nilu is the protagonist of a “blood feud” arc, so I can at least try to prevent her from stabbing me in the end. But Louise? I still don’t know her exact role.

Even knowing she’ll stab me is useless. In this world, anyone with a bit of screen time could stab me.

Right now, all I can do is cling to Kefir’s thigh as tightly as possible. The best move is to ensure Kefir wins tomorrow’s duel against Louise XXIII!

Because—my thigh takes good care of me!

“Sorry, Sister Wang, this priest is a bit uncomfortable. Should I kick him out?”

See? This is what a protagonist looks like! What a halo! Kefir says she’ll kick me out, but in reality, she just wants to give me an escape route!

Kefir, my gratitude for you flows like a waterfall three thousand feet down! So please, never leave me more than ten meters away…

But I can’t check the script all the time, while accidents can happen at any time.

Louise maintains her usual smile and says: “It’s fine, I invited him here. By the way, Kefir, have you signed the duel documents yet?”

“Ah…”

Kefir’s pretty face flushes shyly, and my heart skips a nervous beat.

“Hurry and sign the documents for tomorrow’s duel, okay? The person delivering them was too slow. I’ll have a word with them later.”

This development… could it be…

“Sorry, Sister Wang, I’ll be right back! Priest! Don’t you dare do anything weird to Sister Wang, or I’ll chop off your crime tools when I return!”

Who does weird things to whom isn’t certain yet!

“Wait, I’ll also…”

“Please stay and keep me company, Priest.”

Just as I was about to stand, Louise tugged on my sleeve. Her expression was filled with a pleading look only a girl could have—but the moment I remembered the script I saw about Louise earlier, a chill ran through me.

That shiver also meant my thigh was gone—Kefir, acting like the protagonist she is, had already walked away.

I had no choice. To avoid exposing my strange ability and attracting even bigger trouble, I could only act as if nothing happened and sit down, pretending to be calm in front of Louise.

The script for the next part didn’t seem to have any sudden backstabbing from Louise, but I can’t let my guard down!

After studying me with her usual innocent and radiant smile for a moment, Louise lifted her teacup: “Priest, tomorrow is the duel. Since you’re Kefir’s priest, have you… foreseen the outcome?”

“No, I don’t have that ability.”

I shook my head.

This concerns whether I can hold onto my thigh securely! Of course I’ve checked the script! But even after checking, I didn’t find an answer. Up to now, the script only vaguely says: [Kefir and Louise XXIII had a duel.] That’s it.

Louise put down her teacup and suddenly grabbed my hands. The silky texture of her white gloves almost made me yelp, fearing that a hidden blade would shoot from her sleeve or a sword cane would appear from under her skirt to finish me off instantly!

And what followed were words that sounded “kind” but were ones I couldn’t take at face value!

“Actually, I can make sure Kefir wins~ I told you, I secretly support her. But you know Kefir’s proud nature—she’d never accept that. So…”

Louise leaned closer, blinking those watery eyes.

“Don’t you… have any thoughts?”

“What do you mean?”

“For example, you could try… begging me?”

Such a straightforward move from a beautiful girl—I would love to laugh and accept and start raising favorability. But the script forced me to stay calm. I’m a villain loaded with death flags! Even if a girl stripped naked on the bed, it might just be to kill me!

I quickly pulled my hands back, and Louise froze for a brief moment, puzzled.

“Actually, I had a court priest do some divination. I’ll share this secret only with you: it seems Kefir will lose~”

Hah! What nonsense. Priests in this world are just a bunch of frauds making a living off lies. They’re just bluffing. If I, the guy with the script, haven’t said anything, who dares make predictions?

Utter nonsense. I’m very angry!

“Your Majesty, you must be joking. The outcome is still unknown.”

While saying that, I checked the script in my mind just to be safe. However…

This morning, the script was still vague, but after Louise revealed her “secret,” it changed!

[Kefir and Louise XXIII had a duel. Kefir narrowly lost.]

Wha—

I looked up in shock, but right then, Kefir came rushing back, catching me with that “eager look” in front of the queen.

“Hey, priest, do you really want me to cut you down?”

Don’t be jealous, Kefir! I was just…

“Hehe~ Priest didn’t do anything to me~ By the way, Kefir, as the judge, I can’t stay. I’ll take my leave for now. See you tonight. I hope… you win beautifully.”

Those words weren’t for Kefir—they were aimed at me!

The script can change, but only if external forces interfere!

Which means tomorrow’s duel is rigged! And Louise IV is definitely involved!

Kefir…

Tch, I will never let anything derail your path as the protagonist!