The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 110

“Hey, Hwa-ran. Do you know what’s been going on in the Holy Empire lately?”

After a moment of silence, I nudged Hwa-ran, trying to get some information.

“Are you curious about international affairs?”

“Not just the external stuff. I want to know what’s not public. I can learn the external stuff myself.”

“If you give me an hour, I’ll prepare a report for you.”

*If she won’t tell me, I’ll just have to find out myself.*

Just as I was thinking that, Hwa-ran stared silently at the sleeping Ian and opened her mouth.

“But the more I look at him, the more I see he’s quite the talent.”

“You’re interested in Ian?”

“If he weren’t from Arkhalik, I would have considered taking him as a disciple… It’s a shame.”

Hwa-ran clicked her tongue.

*‘She really seems to regret it.’*

But if Ian could learn directly from Hwa-ran, he might not get hurt like this in the future.

I was very concerned about Ian.

Dante is naturally on the elite course, and Yuri goes without saying.

I heard from Grandfather that Yuri has taken control of the Imperial Palace and even some ministers.

Andre and Merrem were also on the elite course, if you think about it. Their starting lines were different.

But for some reason, Ian is different.

Until yesterday, I vaguely thought Ian would be the same… but it turns out he’s not.

“I am a little different.”

I repeated the words Ian had said just now.

I retraced the countless days hidden within that one sentence.

What made Ian say such a thing….

“Ian is a candidate to be my husband. Isn’t that qualification enough? He might be connected to me, a future princess of Arkhalik.”

Other children had much to gain even if they did nothing.

But if no one helps Ian, shouldn’t I help him, at least?

Would Ian’s pride be hurt?

But I’m not saying this out of pity.

I just want Ian to become stronger. I don’t want to see him in pain like this again.

*‘If I saw it once… the times he was hurting alone to keep it from my eyes must be ten times that.’*

Because you’re that kind of person, Ian.

“Well, I might consider it if he comes to me personally to ask. Since it’s something the Princess wants. Now, it’s time for you to return to your room, Princess.”

“……Ian, you’re really okay now, right?”

“Of course. Your fever has gone down.”

He says he’s okay, but why can’t I bring myself to leave?

After looking back several times, I had no choice but to return to my room.

My steps felt so heavy as I walked to my room.

“The Princess has left. Now, shall we have a nice little chat, just the two of us?”

As soon as Hwa-ran finished speaking, sounding quite pleased, Ian slowly got up.

In fact, Ian had been awake for a while, though he pretended to be asleep.

It felt nice to be worried about, but also embarrassing, and more than anything, he thought it would be difficult to gloss over the question of ‘why he was so injured,’ so he didn’t get up.

If he lost consciousness for half a day from such minor injuries, he would never be able to rise to the level of a Clown [elite assassin], dead or alive.

“Teach me.”

“Ho, look at this guy?”

Likewise, with skills that require him to stay in bed after fighting a Holy Knight… he couldn’t become a Joker [leader of the assassins].

The position Ian wanted was the master of the Jokers.

Called Master internally and Joker externally, taking the name of the group as it is.

To crawl all the way up there, he had to improve his skills even more.

“I will become a disciple who surpasses my teacher. Please, give me your teachings.”

Ian had no intention of missing the opportunity that Florin had created for him. He didn’t get many opportunities in the first place, so he had to seize whatever he could.

Without hesitation, Ian got out of bed and knelt down. That meant he was placing himself completely below the other person, raising the other person above him.

Hwa-ran let out a hollow laugh at that.

“I thought you were a tough bastard, but.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“So, if you learn from me, what are you going to do after that?”

Hwa-ran naturally used informal speech. It was her way of expressing her willingness to accept him as a disciple.

She quite liked this boy named Ian. After guarding the Princess for several years and glaring at the husband candidates with her eyes wide open-

He seemed to be the most promising of the bunch.

A decent man is fit to be the partner of the great King’s one and only Princess.

A guy who lives with his own sense of superiority won’t do, no way.

Anyone who dares to restrain the Princess or emotionally distress her is also out.

Since they have to cherish each other affectionately for the rest of their lives, a good character was the most important condition.

But that doesn’t mean he should be a fool who can’t even take care of his own livelihood. He doesn’t have to be a general, but he shouldn’t be weak and feeble either.

A guy with too many friends who could trouble the Princess is also out. A man without charm is also out.

His status or position on earth was not a consideration, but the other conditions were demanding.

“I will eliminate those who threaten Florin.”

“For example, the kind of guy you went to see this time and got stabbed and came back?”

“……Yes.”

“You didn’t go alone, did you?”

“We were scattered.”

Ian gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

Even while delirious with fever, he kept thinking.

He escaped safely from that place. The Jokers, contrary to their reputation as an assassination group, had a higher survival rate the weaker they were in the lower ranks of the organization. They were placed on the escape route.

But what happened to the five Clowns who went with him….

“Usually, such secret groups commit suicide when they are caught.”

“…….”

“But our Princess is so worried even when a boy just has a fever… If, by any chance, someone commits suicide, it seems like something very big will happen.”

Hwa-ran, who was twisting her hair, smiled brightly.

“Shouldn’t we prevent that from happening?”

Ian lowered his head even further.

Learn everything you can. Do everything you can. Only then could he get the position of head of the family in his hands.

Because it is three times harder for him to be recognized than it is for Dante.

“……Teach me how to defeat a Holy Knight.”

The wound throbs. Now that I think about it, it was fortunate that it didn’t heal completely with magic.

Because every time I see this scar, I will remember today.

*‘I only receive from you. I hope I can repay you someday….’*

The day Florin opened another path for him.

Ian would never be able to forget today for the rest of his life.

* * *

Holy Empire, outskirts. Territory of Tribien.

This area remained intact even during the long war, thanks to the large mountain range surrounding Tribien.

The name of that mountain range is Sutan.

Some mountains are rugged but passable, while others are rocky mountains with no place to hide, and Sutan was the latter.

As a result, the County of Tribien survived without being invaded, and now… it has become a city famous for its lodging industry.

From some point on, mercenaries and wandering merchants who wanted to travel safely between the two countries gathered there.

And now, a new type of people has appeared in this Tribien. Draping white cloaks and wearing white uniforms-

The heroes of the Holy Empire.

The Holy Knights, who risked their lives to defend the country against the wicked Magic Empire, have arrived in Tribien.

“I’m going crazy. What do I do?”

“The Driblyane family is just being uncooperative….”

“Ha… They just want to confirm if she is the Saintess, but they refuse so much.”

However, unlike their splendid appearance, they were in a state of despair.

It has been several years since the official end of the war. Suddenly, an order came down from the Vatican.

Capture the Saintess of the Magic Empire!

What surprised the Holy Knights was that they said ‘Saintess,’ not ‘someone impersonating the Saintess.’

Then, what about Saintess Raheen, who is sealed now? The power she wielded was definitely the power of God.

“There can’t be two Saintesses….”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Besides, capture. Not escort, but capture.”

“We are about to be killed by the assassins sent by the Driblyane family.”

Haaa.

Among the Holy Knight Orders of the Vatican, the Bronze Hawk Knights are the ones who take on the most difficult tasks.

They wore badges in the shape of a hawk with its wings spread and roamed the country. Now, they have come all the way to this outskirts.

The Pope’s order is absolute, so they cannot disobey it, but as Holy Knights, they cannot infiltrate the Magic Empire and attempt a kidnapping.

They were in a dilemma, so they cautiously made a request to the Driblyane family, and the next day, an assassin came immediately.

They were really trying to kill them, so they had no choice but to defend themselves, and it turned into a melee….

“Ugh! What am I supposed to do, God!!!”

“Why did you make the Saintess be born in the Magic Empire!!!”

The Holy Knights, who had now impiously begun to resent even God, scratched their heads and did not know what to do.

It was an unexpected chaos.