That night, as a “preview” for tomorrow’s duel, and as part of the Grand Empire’s noble “daily custom,” Queen Louise IV held a routine banquet in her royal palace.
Naturally, Uncle Zerola, a high-ranking official, was in attendance, and as the “darling of the heavens” and tomorrow’s duel “main character,” Kefir had to attend as well.
As for me, I clung desperately to Kefir’s thigh and followed her into the carriage heading for the banquet.
Free food and drink, free view of big, white beauties—though I wanted to experience high society for once, tonight I had no time to enjoy any “benefits.”
At this moment—
The grand hall, crowded with too many nobles, felt slightly cramped, while I quietly moved alone, covering my face as discreetly as possible.
【The passage to the high nobles is guarded by two sixth-tier warriors.】
I needed to go somewhere no one in my position should even dream of—the royal chambers of Queen Louise IV. This was the Grand Empire’s palace! For an ordinary person to enter the Queen’s private quarters was a complete fantasy! But for the great villain Euclid, it was not impossible.
【Next comes the routine shift change, but the next set of guards will arrive thirty seconds late because they went to the toilet.】
As the guards vanished, I immediately slipped through the empty corridor.
Every action, every step, even every tiny movement had to perfectly match the gaps indicated by the script—otherwise, the only thing waiting for me was a death with no remains.
Doing this might mean I’m insane, but for the sake of keeping those black-stockinged, snow-white legs “secure,” I’ll be insane just this once.
【In the passage to the Queen’s hall, a hidden guard is watching the windows.】
【At the door to the Queen’s bedchamber, the seventh-tier mage head maid has received orders to leave temporarily.】
【The Queen’s bedchamber is empty.】
I pried open a crack in the door and slipped into the dark room, quickly closing it behind me with a long sigh of relief.
“Whew…”
Scared me half to death—any random person along the way could have crushed me like a bug.
I scanned the darkness. Strictly speaking, this wasn’t my first time entering Louise’s chambers—but last time was to deliver a “Lei Feng anonymous letter” to report an evil organization, and I used a secret passage. This time, I wasn’t here to play the good little “red scarf.”
“I need to hurry and see if there’s anything suspicious.”
I was here to investigate.
This morning, when Louise gave me that “friendly reminder,” the originally vague script about tomorrow’s duel between Kefir and Louise XXIII suddenly gained a result: Kefir would lose the duel!
The script changed all of a sudden—and right after Louise’s words—so clearly there was an “external influence.” And who that was, goes without saying.
Kefir is the true protagonist! Even though the script says she’ll lose, there’s a high chance for a sudden “protagonist power-up” reversal tomorrow. Still, I’m clinging to Kefir’s thigh—how can I let that thigh face a dangerous script? If I lose my thigh, I’m done too!
Rather than pinning hopes on a comeback, I’d better figure this out and fix it!
In the pitch black, finding anything was hard. Just as I was worrying, the script displayed something new!
【Louise IV and Louise XXIII returned to the bedchamber and spoke about the duel.】
Hiss! This is it!
I jolted, quickly confirmed through the script that it was safe, and dove into a nearby wardrobe. A delicate fragrance surrounded me from all directions, and my hands instinctively grabbed something… soft. But I had no time to appreciate that now.
Soon, two sets of footsteps sounded, and the door shut again.
“Sister Wang!”
Louise XXIII’s voice was more excited than before—revealing her current intent instantly.
“The new drug works so well! I feel magic surging endlessly inside me!”
What do you think you are, a fountain? Truly a villain—you just have to say out loud everything you’ve done.
Silently mocking her, I quickly pieced things together from my script knowledge: Louise XXIII, this drug-addled girl, probably pumped herself full of stuff again, forcing a big boost in strength.
But that’s clearly “against the rules.” And Louise herself is the referee. If they’re together now, doesn’t that mean…
“With this, I definitely won’t lose to that woman tomorrow! Sister Wang, did you see her acting all high and mighty at the banquet just now? So fake!”
“XXIII, don’t act too suspicious, okay? You know why I called you here—it’s because you were looking for trouble just now.”
“Hmph, then let her enjoy tonight as her last moment of pride. Tomorrow, we’ll see if she can still act arrogant! From then on, the genius of the Grand Empire won’t be Kefir—it’ll be me! Hahaha…”
“As a noble, don’t laugh so wildly. Alright, I’ve reminded you. Let’s go back.”
Classic villain laughter. Those who offend the protagonist rarely meet a good end. But now I understood why: no wonder Louise told me “Kefir might lose” and the script changed immediately—it’s because she knew all about Louise XXIII taking drugs! She can pretend ignorance or expose it tomorrow. The duel’s outcome, unless Kefir’s protagonist aura explodes, will largely depend on Louise IV!
This isn’t the time to stress over Louise’s two-faced nature! I must tell Kefir! That way, Kefir won’t lose tomorrow!
Footsteps faded along with the sound of the door closing. After waiting quietly for a while, I replaced the luxurious “steamer basket” that had fallen on my head and crept out of the wardrobe.
However, just as I was about to use the script to sneak back to the banquet and pretend nothing happened so I could keep freeloading, the script displayed—
【Euclid was discovered!】
Who’s coming now!? Then the wardrobe—
【Euclid hides in the wardrobe, but is discovered!】
The wardrobe won’t work—what about under the bed—
【Euclid hides under the bed, but is discovered!】
Tch!
【Euclid jumps out the window to escape, is treated as an assassin, and dies without a corpse!】
No way—the script shows that no matter where I hide, I’ll be found! Unless… I go head-on!
【Click】
The door opened! I immediately charged like a wild boar, gambling everything on this last chance! But—
“Shh!”
As the shadow slipped inside, two soft “buns,” whose size I could still recognize from earlier groping, bumped into my chest.
This familiar scent, this softness—could it be…
“Priest, do you really want to be executed by dismemberment?”
“Kefir?”
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