Baby Princess Through the Status Window - Chapter 120
Translator and Editor: Nana and Tea
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Chapter 120
‘To be honest, the Empire was on the verge of suffering losses. I can’t believe the Emperor took it so calmly, even though his children were almost severely harmed,’ the King of Mosae thought, rooted in deep suspicion.
He had personally experienced the continent-wide war that Emperor Alderuan led, leaving behind a trail of bloodshed and instilling deep fear and wariness within him. Therefore, he was convinced that the cause of this ‘change’ lay elsewhere.
‘It seems that the princess has been of great help,’ he thought, recalling her words expressing her belief that the Mosae Kingdom did not send the assassins.
He also noticed the displeasure in the crown prince’s expression, as if he wasn’t satisfied with the situation. The Emperor, who sent mages as if preparing for war, likely had similar intentions.
Thus, the presence of the young princess in this negotiation was likely the cause. She remained silent, which the King interpreted as a positive response. However, as if that alone was enough, the King of Mosae placed the mana stone on the table in front of them and respectfully bowed his head toward Siervian.
“The western coast once again receives the princess’ grace.”
“You’re too kind,” Siervian responded, surprised that he acted like this even while harboring suspicions.
Her response was delayed due to her confusion.
“We’ve heard rumors that the southern slaughterers are causing mischief for the Empire with grain. The Mosae Kingdom promises to make efforts to establish good relations with the Empire through this grain agreement.”
“Thank you.”
When Siervian heard the king’s declaration of full cooperation, she felt relieved. She realized that she had been on edge throughout the discussion. The king, still bowing his head, seemed unfamiliar and burdensome. However, she didn’t feel particularly bad about it.
On the way back to the Empire, Siervian fell into deep contemplation. The events after her confrontation with the King of Mosae were resolved remarkably smoothly. In particular, the sudden appearance of the Western Empire’s genuine artifact sent the nobles into a frenzy. Their attitudes completely changed, and there were even people praising the Empire for having a reason to act that way.
She had thought their reactions were unusually extreme, but it turned out there was a reason behind the behavior.
‘Could it be that the sandstorms are intensifying?’
The desert that stretched along the western coast between Garambell and Mosae Kingdom was affected by the sandstorms. Recently, the frequency and intensity of the sandstorms have been increasing. It was still at a manageable level, but one of the ancient artifacts remaining in the kingdom amplified the unease. It contained records of sandstorms completely affecting the western coast in the past. For the Mosae Kingdom, which had to regularly provide grain and handle exchanges with various kingdoms, it was a matter that threatened to deplete their reserves.
‘Just attributing it to a mere incorrect record would be too careless…’ Siervian thought to herself.
In addition to the three conditions suggested by her brother, they were also discussing the compensation for the artifact. She had made a point to remember to widely publicize praise for the Empire for this important decision made on the continent.
She trusted that the diplomatic delegation left there would successfully conclude their tasks.
“Let’s go, Siervy.”
“Okay.”
Although her brother wanted to stay there until the end, he eventually agreed to return to the Empire with Siervian for the present. The situation was unclear, as they didn’t know who was behind the assassins. There was concern that she might be in danger on the way back to the Empire.
“Are you tired? This will be the final magic circle.”
“No, I’m fine.” Siervian replied confidently, surveying her surroundings. The exhausted faces of the mages who had cast magic seemed as if they were barely holding on.
It was quite an arduous task for the mages to consecutively transport them through the magic circles. What used to take a month for the journey now only took three days.
“Remove the mana infusion circuits.”
“Yes, Tower Lord.”
The mages busily erased the mana infusion magic circles that replenish their mana.
Siervian’s necklace, which she wore to overcome Harmin allergy, also had such a magic circle engraved on it. However, so far, there was no answer to replenishing mana other than naturally over time.
Although such mana infusion magic circles helped with recovery, they did not play a significant role.
“The last magic circle is ready.”
“Good.”
Following the Tower Lord’s command, the two of them headed toward the final circle.
While waiting for the circuit check of the magic circle, Siervian absentmindedly recalled the last words of the King of Mosae.
“Southern slaughterers…”
The phrase referred to the southern kingdom of Navafal in a highly disdainful manner. Unlike other kingdoms, the southern region still had deeply rooted slave systems.
Among them, Navafal, boasting of its empire lineage, had the most rigid social structure and considered strict obedience to orders from above as a virtue. So, it was a well-known word for the Navafal Knights, who usually carried out massacres without questioning when ordered.
‘That’s why they’re called slaughterers. By the way, I’m surprised. Is King Mosae more cruel than I thought?’ Siervian pondered.
Just then, her brother cautiously took Siervian’s hand, bringing her out of her contemplation.
“Let’s go together, Your Highness.”
“Yes, Teacher.”
“Let’s go, Siervy.”
Siervian finally saw her father and decided to greet him.
Well, if only she hadn’t been momentarily stunned by the status window of the Empress.
[Cybelle Elverdotte]
Thoughts: These bastards… I won’t be satisfied even if I torture them! They clearly said they would only target the princess, so why did they target my crown prince as well!>/b>
‘…What?’
Even though the teleportation magic had ended, Siervian was still disoriented. She vigorously shook her head, wanting to shake off the dizziness, but it was futile. Instead, her erratic gaze caught sight of some unpleasant figures.
[Hannibel Pacour]
Thoughts: I thought they would do it more skillfully, but they dared to target the crown prince directly. It could’ve become a troublesome situation… Yet the princess couldn’t even handle it.
Due to the sudden appearance of the Empress, Duke Pacour, who served as her aide, was nearby as well.
The Duke’s facial expression quickly shifted, as if he was displeased with Siervian’s unscathed return.
[Hannibel Pacour]
Favorability: -50
“I’m glad you’re safe, Your Highness.”
Although his tone sounded gentle at first, she could feel a chill running down her spine when their eyes met.
‘No way, it couldn’t be…,’ she thought to herself.
In truth, she had suspected who might be behind the assassins. She had been avoiding that thought, unwilling to believe it until now.
[Cybelle Elverdotte]
Affection: -15,468
[Hannibel Pacour]
Affection: -7,045
They were the ones in the Empire who expressed their dislike for her most clearly with those numbers.
‘Why does it have to be this way?’
Overwhelming disappointment engulfed Siervian, and her trembling knees felt weak as if she were about to collapse.
‘Why do they hate me so much?’
She couldn’t understand why their animosity toward her was so intense. Moreover, she couldn’t comprehend the reason they went to such extremes as attempting assassination.
The Empress was the one who had suddenly barged into her residence and pressured her to give up the heir’s education. Could it be that she resorted to these actions just because of that one incident?
‘To the point of wanting to kill me and sabotage such an important grain treaty for the Empire…’
If that was the case, the depth of their hatred couldn’t be explained by mere numbers.
‘I haven’t done anything to deserve this.’
As she pondered these thoughts, an unyielding voice cut through the confusion and reached her ears.
“Siervy, are you alright?”
Though his tone was commanding and imposing, it carried an immeasurable tenderness, her father’s voice. From the sudden appearance of the Empress to the moment their eyes met, she had barely any time to catch her breath.
Overwhelmed by a sense of desolation, Siervian could finally meet her father’s blue eyes.
“Dad…”
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SIMPHours
Yeah, that’s no surprise. I wonder why they hate her so much since it’s not like the Empress loves the Emperor, either