Chapter 67 (1/2)

Translator: Wawaa

Editor: WilsonWilson

The first to be caught was the lady-in-waiting who wielded a dagger at Sonnet, followed by the black sorcerer who caused the explosion. It was Demian who caught the black sorcerer, but he handed him over to the royal guardian knight before he could even take off his helmet. He slipped out of the place just like that.

The King closed the banquet hall and investigated everyone, including Sonnet’s aides. In that process, the mercenaries in priest’s robes and spies pretending to be workers were also arrested.

But no one testified that the mastermind of the attack was Prince Sidhar.

“Lara!”

Isadora rushed to Sonnet’s bedroom. She sighed with a pale face when she saw Lara lying in bed.

“I’m fine.”

“You were just stabbed. How can you say that? Lara, what in the world are you…”

Lara, who was lying on her side on Sonnet’s bed, checked that no one was in the room except Isadora and gently got up.

“Look at this.”

Lara revealed the tear on the dress. It was covered in blood, fortunately, it was camouflaged with her red velvet dress.

Isadora’s worried gaze reached Lara. But there was no wound. Although she obviously said she was stabbed in place of the Princess, her body was fine. Only her dress was torn. Only dried-out blood clots were spread out here and there.

“I told you I’m a saintess.”

“The God… I mean…”

“He gave me healing powers only usable for me. I can’t heal others.”

Isadora stumbled and sank into the chair. With one hand on her forehead, she murmured to God, ‘Good job’.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be that reckless. Somehow, before I knew it, my body moved first.”

It was a lie. The moment Lara wrapped her arms around Sonnet, she clearly thought that it was better if she was the one getting stabbed because she could heal fast.

Isadora did not seem to believe Lara. she wanted to get angry and scold her not to do such a thing again, but it was difficult to say it recklessly because there were many people outside.

“Don’t do that again.”

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

“Does the Princess know about this?”

“She knows. It could not be helped.”

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“What about your friends?”

“They know too.”

Eunice and Ximena saw her getting stabbed, but as soon as they brought her to the room, her wound disappeared, so Lara had no choice but to tell them the truth.

Isadora sighed again.

“Demian managed to catch the black sorcerer. Even the lady-in-waiting who attacked Sonnet and a few others were caught but…”

“None would have named Prince Sidhar.”

Lara sighed. If not because of her dizziness, she wanted to quickly get up and go out to find out what happened. Nevertheless, she was still dizzy because she lost a lot of blood.

“What happened to the Prince?”

“He was acting like he was the angriest out of all of them while shouting that he must capture all the black sorcerers who are hiding in Hautean.”

“The fake saintesses?”

“The priests hid them and took them to the temple.”

That was for the better. Lara told Isadora.

“Mother.”

“Yeah.”

“Prince Sidhar will try to kill the fake saintesses. They know they are fake, but at the party held by the Prince, and at the table where the Prince asked them to sit, there was an explosion… If they don’t want to die, they will make an attempt to leave the Prince.”

“They will still die even if they leave.”

“Before the Prince makes his move, I need to meet them.”

It was told to the public that Lara was receiving treatment for her injuries at Princess Sonnet’s palace. However, she was sneaking out of the Princess Palace every night and trying to make secret contact with the fake saintesses in the temple.

The two fake saintesses were extremely frightened and initially refused to meet anyone. Unable to even trust the priests, they just screamed in their rooms.

“Go away! You’re trying to kill me again, right? Saintess or whatever, I won’t do that ever again!”

The farmer’s wife was especially frightened. Lara already told her several times that she was neither a priest nor was she the Prince’s follower, but it was no use. Fear had paralyzed her rationality, thus making her refuse to listen to anything.

After three days had passed, the farmer’s wife, who had been suffering from fear of death, took the bribes she had collected and ran away at night with her husband. For them, it was their struggle for survival.

But as soon as they fled, they were found dead in a secluded alley outside the capital. As if they had been robbed, all the valuables they had stolen had disappeared. It was the work of Prince Sidhar.

The only fake saintess left was unable to eat or sleep after hearing the news. She was scared to death. She was fine with being thrown away. She was fine with being kicked out far away. Everything was fine, as long as her life was spared. Now she did not know who to be wary of. There was no way to know who to trust.

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Lara came to her, who was hiding in her room while sobbing and screaming. Then, Lara stood in front of the door and said.

“Your parents are being protected by my mother.”