(EP-114.2) Legacy #5
114 – Demon King’s Legacy #5
Aira remained silent and did not answer. Instead, she raised her glass and spun the wine inside with a bored expression.
Whirl-.
She didn’t seem very interested in this story. After all, this had nothing to do with Aira.
Perhaps sensing Aira’s mood, the Saintess said.
“This is crucial information for Queen Aira and the Angmar Kingdom. Because after Theodorus failed to kill me, he fled.”
“So?”
“The last sighting of him was in the slave market of Monarch City, Angmar’s capital.”
“……?”
Aira’s brow slightly twitched. Her interest was starting to get piqued again. And in order to not lose Aira’s attention, the Saintess added.
“They said that he was being sold as a slave there, waiting for someone to buy him at a high price. Even boasting that he could predict the future.”
Seureureu-.
For a moment, it felt like several ants were crawling down my back. I was very familiar with this.
… Wasn’t that me?
But the Saintess said it wasn’t me…
“But when we tried to find him, he was already gone. He went into hiding, hid his identity somewhere and is bidding his time to take my life-.”
The longer I listened, the more the circumstances were pointing to me.
Before I knew it, my mind started playing a scene where I was being dragged to the execution stand. Being charged for the attempted murder of the Saintess, that I didn’t remember ever committing.
─Admit your crime!!! You dare attempt to kill the Saintess!!!
─I don’t remember…!!! Spare me…!!!
─Execute him-!!!!
It was a terrible future…
As if there was nothing more to hear, Aira suddenly got up from her seat.
“This has been quite unproductive. It’s getting late now, so I’ll take my leave. Theo, let’s go back.”
Not wanting to lose Aira, the Saintess hurriedly spoke.
“That man’s goal is probably Your Majesty. He must have sold himself as a slave to get closer to you.”
“Me?”
“He may have already approached you, or may be approaching you. He’s skilled at changing his face and appearance.”
“Why is he after me?”
“I don’t think Your Majesty needs an explanation for that. You probably know the reason better than anyone else-.”
“There is nothing more to hear. To waste time with such nonsense, this is disappointing, Priga Nightfall.”
Aira thought there was no need to talk any more and left the room.
I was torn between leaving Aira and talking more with the Saintess, who was still drinking wine. But in the end, I had no choice but to follow Aira out.
* * *
Aira was on her way back to the dormitory.
Her strides were long and confident, so I had to walk fast, running almost, just to keep up with her.
“Aira-nim, I think that was quite important. Can we really leave just like this?”
I asked Aira for her opinion, however she simply dismissed it by saying, “There’s nothing left to be heard from the conversation.”
I didn’t know what it was, but something about the Saintess seemed to have greatly disturbed Aira.
“Did Saintess Priga lie to the Queen?”
What Aira hated the most were lies and hypocrisy. So I thought that the reason why she was so angry might have to do with the Saintess doing either.
“Priga didn’t lie. She only spoke the truth.”
“Then why did you storm out of there? If you show solidarity with the Saintess, the Church might not recognize your authority.”
“I am the Queen. Even if no one recognizes my authority, I recognize myself, and that is enough. Furthermore, no one can disturb my nap time.”
“Nap time?”
That was the end of the conversation with Aira. She went to her room and laid down on the bed.
She fell asleep with soft, even breaths which seemed so soundly that I couldn’t bring myself to wake her up even when I wanted to.
She was really taking a nap.
Was she so sleepy that she couldn’t stand it?
Come to think of it, she stayed up until dawn to rescue me from the Draco Family’s mansion yesterday.
Even so, I was a little worried that Aira’s sleep and naps were getting too frequent these days.
It felt like she was just sleeping all the time except for when needed to eat meals or play chess alone. Did she have a health problem?
… No, it didn’t seem like it.
As I was about to leave the room, scratching the bridge of my nose, Aira suddenly woke up.
She then extended her leg out of the blanket towards me, which meant one thing.
“Take off my clothes. It’s stuffy to sleep in.”
“… Yes.”
Seureureuk-.
I pulled down the stockings that Aira was wearing. It was quite a sight to see the black stockings being pulled down, revealing her white thighs.
Palang-.
I could see her black underwear from under her wrinkled school uniform skirt.
Normally, I would have just thought “Oh, there’s her underwear,” and moved on.
However, after having been intimate with women for the past few days, I felt a strange excitement at the thought that there was something pleasant beyond those silk fibers.
Perhaps I could use this gap to attack.
Angmar, Theodorus, everything else.
Now that various circumstances were rapidly changing, I needed to win Aira over as soon as possible.
So I asked Aira with this newfound courage.
“Your Majesty, may I massage your legs?”
Even as I said it, I felt like I had made a mistake. However, Aira simply yawned and surprisingly accepted it.
“Yes. You can massage me until I fall asleep.”
Edited by: faker
