Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival-Chapter 199.3

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Elena muttered in a chilling voice, and Ron chuckled while breaking out in a cold sweat.

It was a short-sighted move, but a valid one if Elena’s feelings and competence were not considered. However, from the looks of Elena, her brother Prince and his relatives will be in an even worse situation than Ron, who had lost his accomplishments…

In short, I should not be alone. With the imminent return, there could be direct harm to Elena from the impatient relatives as well. So until we returned home, I could not leave Elena’s side, and she would need to attend the evening party.

“We don’t think Aria will lose either. But in that case, there is a possibility that they might make up a crime and frame Aria as the perpetrator, after letting you get your hands on her.”

I nodded in agreement with Ron’s words. It was possible that my combat power had already been delivered to the Empire. Even if it was Ron’s faction that reported it, there was no telling where the information would leak from.

If it was the escort who said they saved the Princess, and if he were someone that the Princess would try to help, then that was certainly a possibility.

“I think the audience with the emperor is also meant to give Aria shelter. I don’t know how far it will go, but Aria should also keep her own guard up.”

“Understood…”

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I let out a small sigh on the spot at the hassle of the nobility that I felt again.

***

“I was so glad to hear that Aria is the one that Elena-dono is relying on. I am truly grateful to her for protecting Elena-dono at her own risk.”

“…Your words are a waste to me, Your Highness.”

The day after we arrived in the Khalfaan Empire, we had an audience with the Emperor without having to wait for him, as if he had been told in advance by a magical tool for distant communication.

The emperor was a gentle-looking man in his late thirties. First, he and the Empress were pleased that Elena had returned, and then he approached me.

However, despite his gentle appearance, his eyes were sharply fixed on me, as if he was trying to assess me. I knew I could assume that a certain amount of information was being passed on to him.

However, I had nothing much to say to him. I received the Emperor’s words and that was it. I was not good with etiquette, so I was afraid that if I spoke poorly, it would make me look bad.

Dalton and Sera, who were standing next to me, looked accustomed, but I could see the level of their respect by the fact that they were still dressed in their brand new formal wear.

“You, you look great in your Imperial Dress.”

“Thank you.”

The Empress next to the Emperor called out to me.

This time I was wearing a dress, too, which was unusual for me. The cool blue dress, chosen for me by the attendants at the guest house, was breathable and surprisingly light for the climate of the empire.

Unlike Claydale’s heavy dress, which was made of many layers of silk, this dress was made of many layers of transparent thin fabric to create a glamorous look, and I felt that it suited me better than Claydale’s dress when I wore it.

Seeing me in such an imperial dress…no, seeing my peach-blonde hair, the Empress narrowed her eyes nostalgically.

“My friend also had Claydale Kingdom blood. She had gorgeous peach-blonde hair, though not as beautiful as yours. If you like this country, I can help you to join a noble family.”

“Please don’t play games with her, your Highness.”

“Oh, I forgot you had parents. I’m sorry, Mrs. Leighton.”

When Sera, my adoptive mother, gently declined, the Empress chuckled.

I was not sure if this person was related to me or not. Perhaps the Empress wanted to keep me close to her, as I remind her of that friend.

Camile’s mother…the woman’s mother was apparently from Claydale, but she was in the countryside and I doubt that I would ever see her again.

Unless, of course, she wanted to marry into this country, which, of course, I have no intention of doing. But upon hearing this, a young man standing next to the emperor suddenly spoke up with a radiant smile.

“Your Majesty, Empress, if you wish to strengthen your relationship with the Kingdom of Claydale, how about welcoming Lady Elena as my wife, not the daughter of a baroness, but the Crown Princess?”