The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 111

“So, this Pope guy wants to see me, is that it?”

“Yes! That’s exactly it!”

Even in the safe Driblyane mansion, my room is especially safe.

Flap, flap.

After reviewing the documents Hwairan brought, I opened the most important page and slammed it down on the table.

“So, they heard the rumors that I’m a Saintess, sent a military group to bring me in, and those are the Holy Knights.”

“Correct.”

“And our family told them to stop talking nonsense and sent a special unit including Ian?”

Hwairan nodded enthusiastically.

Looking at Hwairan with a troubled face, I had to admit it. In the end, I was the reason Ian got hurt.

“Objectively speaking, from the perspective of a third party and a special envoy of Arkalik, Driblyane was in the wrong. They did bring the Holy Knights, but the Holy Empire initially requested politely, and you guys just smacked them down.”

“Then, what’s Hwairan’s personal opinion?”

“They deserved it! I should have gone and messed them up myself!”

Hwairan clenched her fist and shook it fiercely.

“Who do they think they are, daring to tell us to hand over the Princess? If they want to see the Princess, they should kneel and crawl all the way here!”

“Uh-huh, I heard your speech. It’s touching.”

It’s so touching that it could start World War II.

She wrote in the documents herself that the Pope is one step higher than the Emperor, and now this?

‘It was bound to happen.’

When I was known as the Saintess, it was during the war. At that time, the Holy Empire couldn’t afford to pay attention to a new Saintess.

But now they’ve regained some composure and can breathe, so their ears must be perked up. They must want to see my face.

‘But officially requesting a meeting or the Pope coming directly to the Magic Empire is complicated and takes a lot of time. Above all, they need a justification.’

If they were normal, they would have followed that procedure. Even if it took a while, we would eventually meet.

However, the reason they abandoned all pretense and did this is-

“They’re panicking because the Princess is going to Arkalik soon.”

“So, they want to kidnap me before I go to Arkalik to see if I’m really a Saintess, or something like that?”

“Yes. They are very rude people.”

Hwairan twisted her lips.

Looking at her coldly hardened eyes, it seemed like she was ready to sneak into the Vatican and grab the Pope by the collar if I said the word… Is that really necessary?

“It’s a conflict that will disappear when I go to Arkalik. Don’t do anything.”

“Hmph.”

“Hmph, what hmph. Don’t make disgusting noises. You’re over a hundred years old.”

I waved my hand, disgusted.

Hwairan restored her drooping eyebrows to their original position and gathered the documents.

Watching Hwairan, I suddenly realized that there was information missing from those detailed documents.

“Couldn’t you get any materials with the Pope’s face on them?”

“Well, they say no one knows the Pope’s real face.”

“What? What does that mean?”

I tilted my head, not understanding, but Hwairan didn’t seem to be joking.

“There is a ‘public’ face, but they say it’s not the Pope’s real face. That’s all I know.”

“Are you saying people who see the real face die?”

“Yes, that’s what they say.”

What is that?

What a strange group.

I shook my head and brought up what I had been curious about.

“I heard there’s a Saintess there already.”

“You mean Saintess Lakin? Because of the incident that woman caused, ugh. Don’t even get me started. Arkalik was turned upside down.”

“You’re talking about the incident that brought winter?”

“Yes. That incident.”

Hwairan made a face and rubbed her face with her dry hands.

“As you know, Arkalik has been observing the earth for a long time and protecting it from anything that goes against the laws of nature.”

“Uh-huh.”

“But! Suddenly, the seasons stopped! It was a disaster. All things in the world must return to reason! If the laws of nature do not flow as Gayanos [likely a deity or a fundamental force in their world] has ordained, we will incur his wrath!”

Hwairan sighed deeply and shook her head.

“If the King had been healthy at the time, he would have quickly fixed the distorted season. But coincidentally, that was when he lost the Queen.”

What a coincidence. How coincidental.

“Anyway, that’s it, Princess. Please call me anytime if you need anything else.”

After Hwairan left, I hugged my knees and pressed my cheek against the window.

I didn’t want to see anyone right now. I just wanted to be alone.

‘As long as I’m here, the Pope will keep sending people to see me, right?’

I don’t know what Ian is doing right now, but judging from the situation, it doesn’t seem like something he can do proudly in the bright light.

‘So Dante kept repeating the word ‘usual.’ He was trying to let me know.’

Ian is doing something like this… Ian would never say it himself.

‘Expendable.’

That one word kept swirling in my head, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

‘But Ian said he wanted it. To join a group that treats people as expendable, and probably climb to the very top.’

Then I have no right or authority to tell Ian to ‘stop.’

If he can’t marry me, Ian has to find his place in that group.

‘If I’m not going to take responsibility for him for the rest of my life, I shouldn’t stop him just because it’s dangerous.’

I’m very worried… so upset…

I buried my face in my knees.

‘I should go up to Arkalik a little earlier after all.’

Dad isn’t even letting me go. He tries to read me a book by my bedside every night at bedtime, and when I close my eyes, he tells me he loves me endlessly.

I couldn’t help but know how much my time with Dad means to him.

Besides, every time Dad sends me away, he looks almost abandoned, beyond feeling empty and heartbroken.

So, in fact, it’s getting harder and harder to return to Driblyane after leaving Dad.

‘I’ve done almost everything I can do here.’

The initial goal of preparing for Lakin has already been achieved.

Ian, Dante, Yuri. And Andre, Merem, and Zion. In some way, they all like me.

Besides, none of the people in this family have not personally received my favor in times of difficulty over the past few years.

From family problems such as a sick mother or a lack of medicine money for a sibling, to things related to self-development such as wanting to study something or dreaming of becoming a squire in the Knights.

I carefully looked after each one and helped them solve what they were sincerely dreaming and hoping for.

I think my position is solid even if Lakin comes at this point.

‘So, it’s okay to leave. Let’s grow up and come back with the power to protect and take responsibility for myself.’

As I think alone, my mind gradually hardens.

Still, I should think about it for another day or so before telling the adults.

Then I felt relieved and cheered up.

‘I’m getting hungry. Should I eat something?’

It was then.

Tock.

Tock.

I heard an irregular sound of someone knocking on the window from somewhere.

I wondered if anyone was outside, so I opened the window and tilted my head when I confirmed that there was no one there.

I definitely felt like someone was calling me?

“Huh? What is this, a rope?”

But a few seconds later, a rope came down from above.

I burst out laughing at the sudden situation and decided to grab it.

I don’t know who’s calling me, but I should go.

‘If someone is playing this kind of prank… it’s Yuri.’

Dante has an unexpectedly rigid side, so he can’t come up with events like this.

But there’s no way Yuri would be here.

“Ian?!”

I wondered who was calling me and grabbed the rope, but when I landed on the roof, I found a red-haired pretty boy.

Why is someone who should be lying down sick here?

“I was feeling stuffy and wanted to get some fresh air. And have dinner. Want a salmon sandwich?”

“You’re sick. You should be lying down!”

“I’m not sick. I’m all better, Florin.”

Liar. That’s a complete lie.

What do you mean, when your face is so pale.

But Ian smiled and handed me a piece of sandwich.

I had no choice but to accept it and sat down next to Ian.

“Seeing your face one more time will make me feel better sooner than being alone in my room.”

“Is my face medicine?”

“It’s rest. For me.”

“Tch.”

I pouted my lips and brought the sandwich filled with salmon, onions, lettuce, and sauce to my mouth.

It was strange that I suddenly felt better when I had delicious food in front of me, even though I was a little depressed until just now.

“You eat well. My baby.”

“I’m not a baby? I’ve been all grown up for a while.”

“Yeah, you eat well. My Florin.”

Ian readily changed his title in response to my protest.

So we ate sandwiches in the night breeze for a while without saying anything.