The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (147)
Episode 147
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Unbelievers are everywhere.
Even if punishment equivalent to treason was imposed and all the relatives of the criminal were removed, the roots did not disappear.
Their doctrine was subtle. They denied the current royal family and worshiped a forgotten god, but what they really wanted was not known.
Denying the current system, denying faith, and giving up their lives.
In the end, no one really knew what they wanted and did that. It was probably not something they could easily tell them in the first place.
A shadowy sunset lit the alley like a spider’s web. It was time for everyone to go crazy for dinner.
A wagon stopped in an unpopulated back alley. A woman, neither too big nor too small, got down casually and disappeared through the alley. It was an alley, but it was an alley with a lot of shops.
The woman who entered the dimly lit pub took off the robe she was wearing. Dressed in a maid outfit, her hair swept up neatly, and her expressionless face were impressive.
“The Marquis is in an emergency right now.”
“Did I just call you to hear that?”
The old woman with a hoarse voice murmured. He seemed to be a different person than when he bowed his head submissively in front of the queen. Only candles flickered in the dark space.
“But it’s definitely hiding something. There is a hallway where all users are prohibited from entering. He just asks me how Elodie was in the woods, and seldom talks about it after that. If they didn’t secure it, one piece of information would be a pity… … .”
“Certainly, what is the difference? From a girl who has just moved from the countryside to a half-poon who grew up locked up in the royal family. It would be a surprise if there was any other family that would dare risk getting them both out!”
“What if the Brahmanduffs notice?”
“Could they not have even noticed our intervention?”
The old woman grinned. The woman with an expressionless face bowed her head.
“What about the Grand Duke?”
“…… It seems that the wind catcher was put in to some extent. But on the queen’s side… … .”
“I think it’s safe to say I’m holding on to my weakness. The arrogance of royalty is… … . I never dared to think that my people would use them.”
The old woman clicked her tongue. The queen thought that the queen was wielding the old woman’s weakness, but in reality it was the other way around.
The fact that they would be taken away and punished as soon as the past became known ‘outside’, and that they still had a young nephew, were not all really important to the old woman. It’s just a plausible excuse for the Queen to see.
“As far as I know, the Brahmanduffs are not at all ignorant of royal secrets. You just know that it’s not going to look good if you overdo it.”
Could no one really have noticed the identity of the disasters that strike the country on an irregular basis?
Someone would have noticed, and someone would pretend not to know, but someone would want to trade with the royal family with the secret.
And with a high probability, such families were wiped out by the next disaster.
In the meantime, the royal family has figured out how to use the ‘sacrificial ritual’ and used it to some extent. However, because it was a secret between women, the pulse was cut off in this way in the middle.
It was a time when not having a normal successor was dismissed as a lack of women.
It was natural that secrets could not be shared even within the royal family. The Queen Seon died early, and the Queen got married as it was sold abroad.
The old woman approached, aiming for the gap. Thanks to this, I was able to take care of it during the previous ‘Sacred Sacrifice’. It was the old woman’s intention that the queen did not have a proper heir.
The queen, who could not have a healthy son, kept her old woman by her side as she grinded her teeth. At that time, the future was unknown. I couldn’t get rid of the old woman hastily because I didn’t know how the side effects of the sickness would come, or if I would have to hold a new ‘ceremonial’.
“How do the new offerings come together?”
“no. Few people interpret the bait properly in the first place, and everyone seems to have slowed down after the last hunting contest.”
“It will.”
“Amy and Polita” was the bait of unbelievers. Like the lovers of tragedy in the book, a bait that will entice people with lies to help real lovers.
In the book, two lovers escape in a boat, but there is only one place in the capital that accommodates and rents these small boats.
The only people who could come to the ferry at night were those caught on the bait, except for special reasons due to the capital situation, which is easier and more convenient by land than by sea.
There was also the purpose of hiding the missing people by creating a night escape boom in the capital.
Volume 2 of was even more special. This book was a ‘real’ bait, so to speak, a ploy to recruit new colleagues.
If you are curious about the true meaning of the book that has been twisted and twisted over and over again, you will be able to meet a new colleague who will help you in this event.
“It is already too late to collect new offerings. But after all, there is only one real goal, Elodie Dianta.”
“Is that woman that important?”
“The goddess’s name has already been erased. It was not recorded anywhere, and it was not remembered anywhere. It is not strange even if existence itself disappears.
In appearance and in time, Ophelia Windrose and Elodie Dianta are the vessels of the goddess.”
However, Ophelia Windrose was famous for being unhealthy from an early age. In addition, it was not easy for anyone to touch the barrel that the Marquis set up with an iron guard.
In fact, before Elodie appeared, I couldn’t be sure that Ophelia Windrose was ‘really’ a god of the goddess.
It was impossible to touch the only daughter of one of the few great aristocrats in the country with only a faint possibility.
Time had passed since Ophelia’s death, and as soon as Elodie of the same appearance and the same age appeared, I was really convinced.
“That’s why I worked so hard to send you as Elodie’s maid.”
“…… He didn’t like me that much.”
“You should have acted like a tongue in your mouth, though.”
After Ophelia’s death and Emilia’s departure, several changes took place in the Marquis also.
First, the number of maids and servants decreased. Ophelia and Emilia’s nanny also left. Although they did not often recruit new servants or maids, there were certainly gaps.
Shortly after ‘Elodie’ appeared, a maid was chosen once.
In case a maid or a servant who had worked as a marquise for a long time in the past might treat Elodie rudely, a newly elected maid was made to attend.
However, Elodie was vaguely uncomfortable with the maid who had been infiltrated by the unbelievers. In the end, she could not get a job as an exclusive maid, and had to be content with only taking turns serving with a few people.
“It may be uncomfortable for the Queen to feel sorry for the King, but once the accusations of Marquis Windrose continue, there will be no room for concern.”
“What should I do?”
“You don’t know what will happen later, so it’s a waste to use your identity as the maid of the Marquis Windrose. You pretend you don’t know when things happen. No matter how vigilant Marquis Windrose is, he can’t stop all the minions entering and leaving the mansion.”
The woman paused for a moment.
“…… But, what if the princess and the goddess’ vessel wake up and run away?”
“I can’t wake up so early.”
The old woman snorted.
“They are ignorant of what they don’t know, they talk about curses, death, and what? It’s not that it won’t help you later on messing around, but… … Do you think they would have touched the two of them so shallowly, like the minnows? I?”
The woman politely shook her head. The old woman continued to speak as if satisfied.
“I’m going to use it as a sacrifice anyway, so it’s comfortable not to get up. The young knight commander may have noticed it, but there is no original medicine for it.”
The old woman spoke confidently.
“It’s nothing else, it’s polluting the soul, can it happen? As long as you don’t bring it from anywhere, even if it’s a godsend.”
Of course, both the old woman and the woman knew it was a joke.
The gods of the existing goddess were in the royal palace, and even that had no effect to heal or restore anything.
I don’t know if it’s possible if I pay the ceremony, but there was no reason or need to wake them both up by committing to such a thing. In the first place, I did this to use Elodie, the ‘vessel of the goddess,’ as a ‘sacrificial’.
After unbelievers made sacrifices to their goddesses in their own way, very rarely came something like black ashes or shavings.
If they refined and governed them in their own way, various effects could be expected.
It could be used as a medium for various spells, even magic. But most of all, it was able to color the living.
The king… … It was almost dead.
It didn’t take much power to temporarily adjust the level of the king. It was almost like a rattlesnake that moved a corpse. The downside was that I couldn’t handle it for a long time.
The reason for mentioning the goddess’s divine object was because of the expectation that the result would be different if there was something that could be suppressed by fighting the power that was dominating the body like Admiral Yi Dok (以毒制毒).
“I have something to report to you.”
“Something?”
“Edmund Gloucester obtained two volumes of 〈Amy and Polita〉 and distributed fake copies of them to bookstores. A friend of Elodie Dianta took it.”
“…….”
The old woman was silent for a long time as if it was unexpected.
“If it’s Edmund Gloucester, he’s the royal illegitimate son.”
“Yes.”
“Luck or bad. In the current situation, he’s the only one of true imperial bloodline. okay……. I heard that you did research in that direction. If that’s the case, then that means you’ve deciphered the entire book.”
The old woman laughed the next moment. It was a very meaningful smile.
“Still, they didn’t accuse us.”
That Otome Game’s Bad End