The secret diary, made by weaving parchment paper, had a different charm from the magic video sphere. In particular, the sense of belonging that came from the fact that it was a secret shared only with each other was the greatest. The diary used by the members of the Retro Circle began to go viral at the Sufia Academy.
"What the hell is that?" Although she was still in a stiff, high position, she couldn't hide her curiosity. The appearance of new and special magical items in a boring, prestigious academy was nothing short of revolutionary.
Moodsela grinned as she touched the rust-like lock. "This is a special diary that was commissioned by Meldenik's stationery store. Only our members have it."
When Moodsela said this bluntly, the other young ladies of the Sufia Academy exchanged glances with each other. Although there was a difference in degree, they were also ladies with a special sense of self. Thanks to several incidents related to the Duchess of Babyloa, the story that Meldenik was a cursed bloodline had long since disappeared.
"Where is the stationery store?"
"It's in front of Malton Academy. I told you that you will be going to the Sufia Academy soon." Moodsela, who exchanged glances with the close young ladies next to her, immediately smiled with a proud face. Even within the Sufia Academy, there was a positive response to Mel's stationery store opened by Meldenik.
However, in every pleasant atmosphere, there is a presence that pours cold water. One of the young girls behind Moodsela's back sarcastically quarreled.
"Ha, I should see it…"
Several of the ladies who followed Lady Sheria Babyloa burst into laughter. Moodsela looked at them with a puzzled face. Why did they have such confident faces? The scandal of the affair between Lady Sheria Babyloa and Duke Lennox Hesmann. The bitter ending of Duchess Hildegard Babyloa. Since then, they had existed like shadows within the academy.
That's strange.
The quick-witted Moodsela discovered that they were hiding something.
Do you have any good weapons for people who shamelessly engage in infidelity?
Was Lady Sheria coming back and devising a trick to turn the situation around? Seeing their unyielding arrogance, Moodsela wrote small letters in her diary and summoned the members of the Retro Circle.
Aren't Lady Sheria's entourage a bit suspicious?
What should I do? I am confident. Let's find out secretly. I'm as small as a little mouse.-Hailey
Hailey, who wrote in her diary, soon began to spy naturally.
…I keep eating something in the morning and evening. It's like juice.
The Sufia Academy also had a follower of Meldenik and a new spy. So far, it had been a small step. Of course, this was a story that Meldenik, who was busy living in a stationery store without blinking an eye, did not yet know.
As the young ladies of the Sufia Academy guessed, Sheria was really up to a trick. Of course, the trick she set up was not that simple.
The heroine in the original work. The most perfect woman in the empire and the affair partner of the Duke of Hesmann. She was now kneeling reverently in the small temple of the Holy Kingdom and praying.
"Sister…" My sister couldn't even look me in the eye properly, or she was completely corrupt. It wasn't long ago that the rumors about her sister, who had only shown stupid behavior of losing people, had changed. I haven't met him in person yet, but I was puzzled.
"It's strange."
At that moment, he knelt down facing the statue in front of him and clasped Sheria's shoulders tightly as she prayed.
"Sheria. Have you heard the news?" It was Lennox, his lover. He hastily took away Sheria's veil and stammered.
Sheria, who had been looking at her nervous face, had a warm smile on her lips. "What's the news, Lennox?"
"News from Duchess Hildegard Babyloa."
"Alas." Lennox, who was looking at Sheria, frowned slightly.
"It's according to God's will." It was an infinitely sunny face. That's why people used to call Sheria a good angel. However, Lennox read the strange incongruity on my lover's face. However, it was troublesome to care about her emotions one by one. So Hesmann turned his attention away.
"…So, Sheria, when do you plan to return to the Empire?" News of Duke Hesmann's affair with Sheria had spread. There was no sign of the key to overturn this situation.
"Shall we return to the Empire now?" The Duke of Hesmann's complexion instantly straightened. He intended to return to the Empire as soon as possible and meet his followers. There was something a bit stiff in this Holy Kingdom.
"That's right. And what is the secret weapon you have prepared?"
"Alas… That's right, Lennox!" Sheria smiled lovely, with a soft smile on her lips. Sheria raised her sharp holy sword.
"Do you know what this sword is?" A soft smile spread across the corners of her mouth. "It's a holy sword that eliminated different races during the Holy Demon War. I don't know what it is."
He was the Duke of Hesmann, who traveled throughout the empire with a desire for strength. Duke Hesmann glared at my lover with an unpleasant expression. No matter how much he was my lover, he couldn't stand her trying to teach him.
Sheria smiled sweetly at him and said, "As you know, my sister is full of traces of a different race."
"—The curse of the dragon. So?"
"This sword can take everything from the alien races. It has the power to reflux mana and destroy life."
"…Are you going to die?"
"No. It can be destroyed forever." At Sheria's words, Lennox also laughed. If Sheria dealt with Meldenik first, he would be able to deal with her without bleeding.
She simply lifted the veil on her head and continued her words affectionately. "That's my first weapon."
"Then what's the second one?" Duke Hesmann frowned. It was kind of weird. This woman kept saying something mechanically.
Doesn't it seem like this was the way it was originally?
Maybe it was because it had been too long since they had met. Duke Hesmann struggled to suppress the rising discomfort and looked at her.
"His Holiness the Pope wants us to sell sacred things and holy water."
"Selling holy water and holy relics is something that is only done in temples, right?"
"No, the holy water and holy relics made this time will definitely be a new innovation."
"…If we have already made it, do we only need to distribute it exclusively?"
"Alas. That's it, Lennox!" Duke Hesmann frowned and looked at my lover. He looked displeased, but in his head, he was tapping on the calculator.
If you sell holy relics, it will be quite popular. It's also an honorable thing. I need to inspect it in moderation.
He was a nobleman, but he was a man who was good at making profits. It was decided that in order to establish a position within the social circle, which had been completely ruined by infidelity rumors, it was decided that a holy relic would be necessary. There were many atheists among the people of the empire, but there were also those who worshipped God. If you sell special relics containing divine power, you should be able to easily suppress the weird items that Meldenik puts forward.
"I've got a small building in front of the academy, so you can sell it yourself."
"Yes…" Sheria buried her face in his arms with a dreamy face.
"Come back, we."
"Yes." He stroked Sheria's soft, pinkish hair and continued with a friendly attitude. "Let's make a new start together." He had to restore his daily life that was ruined by Meldenik.
Duke Hesmann kissed her on the cheek and whispered affectionately, "I'm engaged." The Duke of Babyloa would have no choice but to hold their engagement ceremony.
Sheria smiled happily, remembering the happy time she had with her lover. "When I get back, I'll tell my father right away and set a date for the engagement ceremony."
"…I don't know if the Duke of Babyloa will allow it. He was a bit strange."
"Alas." Sheria smiled fantastically beautifully. "Don't worry about that. I'm sure you'll give me permission." It was as if I could see a future that would spread beautifully in pink.
Sheria had a sure and meticulous calculation of the date for the engagement. Her heart swelled softly.
"By the way…"
"Yes?"
"You didn't meet anyone else while I was away, did you?"
"…I couldn't be." Instead of frowning, Duke Hesmann hugged her tightly.
Adultery is like that. There was no trust in the love that betrayed my fiancé and half-sister. A relationship that is not built on mutual trust ignites even the slightest doubt. Sheria, who didn't know this yet, closed and opened her eyes and smiled happily.
Why don't we hold an engagement ceremony, sell holy relics and holy water, and stab my sister with a holy sword to get rid of it?
It was a perfect plan as if God had drawn it himself.
"According to my plan, everyone will celebrate our love from the engagement ceremony."
Now no one had blessed their love. However, Sheria believed that the sand castle she had created from her affair would not be broken.
Sheria smiled as she folded her eyes lovingly. "In the end, the only one who will go down in history is the winner." It was a very strange belief.