Chapter 141 - Volume 8 (2/2)

Nefertia was the favorite of the king, with her glossy brown skin and intelligent eyes that sparkled like jewels.

Thanks to that, she prided herself as being the closest to the king over her two foolish elder brothers.

She had merely thought of messing with the twins on a whim.

As the two of them were too young, there was no way they could possibly contest the succession to the throne. Her other brothers agreed with Nefertia on this.

Besides, for her two brothers, the twins weren’t even in the running for succession because they weren’t real dark elves.

Her father, the black king, had impregnated a white elf with the twins on a whim.

Nefertia had seen that beautiful white elf only once, and her father cared very much for that wife, and had lost interest in the twins after she had been poisoned.

Even though they were related to the king by blood, they were children without a single backer.

Still, if they were sheltered by their brothers, they might obtain the right to speak out, and become a source of troubles.

They had to go, just in case.

Even if Nefertia had taken them under her wing, they couldn’t be relied on to not betray her unless she brainwashed them.

At first, she tried putting poison into their food. But since it was a slow-acting poison, or perhaps due to luck in obtaining [Poison Resistance], they didn’t weaken even after a few years. She’d plotted for them to fall into traps, and be attacked by wild beasts in accidents too, but they’d managed to avoid all of it.

It was at that point that Nefertia began to suspect that the twins were more talented than they let on.

They looked like children who didn’t have the ability or the knowledge, and she’d initially thought that they were exactly as they appeared.

Nefertia had had the twins investigated and came to realize a few things.

The twins’ mother, the white elf, hadn’t been assassinated by any of their brothers, but by dark elf racial supremacists.

Even though that person was a racial supremacist, they had sworn absolute loyalty to the black king. The next king, regardless of whomever took the throne, would never have allowed the bloodline to mix. There was almost no possibility of the twins succeeding the throne either, so was it really necessary to kill their mother before the king had become senile and incompetent?

Nefertia thought that if a boy had been born, it was entirely possible for him to become one of the successors, regardless of the twins.

And then something came to mind.

The twins’ mother, she couldn’t possibly be a [High Elf], could she……

The High Elves were the origin of both the dark and the white elves.

Marriages between White Elves would occasionally result in the birth of High Elves, but they were almost never born between Dark Elves.

The elven subspecies longed for High Elves. It was a kind of instinctive desire for them, and every home had their own little [High Elf Photo Album].

It was entirely understandable why the king didn’t let anyone else even look at the twins’ mother if she had been a High Elf.

If her existence was exposed to the public, people would gather each day to worship her like a god. And the twins would easily become the successor to the throne from the enthusiastic support of the people.

Perhaps the king’s hedonistic behavior was because of the sorrow of losing her?

Or maybe it was because it was hard to not be reminded of her looking at the twins?

“……It definitely bears investigating.”

She definitely needed to deal with the twins before the king could recall himself.

Barring the fanatical racial supremacists, the twins were pretty cute, even to the cold Nefertia.

She could not allow anything that could betray her to live, though…… even if it was only a suspicion.

Then, the skilled assassin that she’d sent out to murder the twins did not return.

“Your Highness…… what’s the matter?”

The female dark elven knight by her side was strangely voluptuous and sexy, but apparently that was decided upon by the first hero.

“……Hmm”

Nefertia thought to herself, her eyelashes curling downwards.

It would not do for other people to know that the twins were related to high elves. She wanted it to be dealt with as soon as possible, but they knew that Nefertia had shown her hand hastily, and it would be even worse if the rest knew about the twins.

“……I wonder if someone else can take the blame.”

Author’s Notes:

It’s a new book. There’s going to be a lot of serious explaining to do.