There Is No Place For Fakes - Chapter 10.1

« Tck. »

But that moment, Eustis bent down so that he was on the same level as the little princess’ eyes. With a gentle hand, he wiped her tears from her small cheeks.

« You’re not a liar. »

« ….. ! »

« If you were a liar, I would be too. I heard everything. »

« Your Majesty! »

In an instant the Marquise’s pretty face turned pale. Logan, who had grasped the situation, dropped to his knees, his face to the ground.

« ……..I have sinned to death! I was worried about my immature little brother and I made a mistake! »

« Big, older brother? »

Liam took a step back.

« What is wrong with you? Everyone does this! His Majesty also pointed to my brother as the successor….. »

« Noisy! »

Pow!

Logan hit his brother on the head.

« Why is Hyung hitting me, huh….. »

Liam began to cry sadly. There was no chaos.

« Your majesty, what my brother just said is wrong. My parents and I never said such a thing to my younger brother. »

« Well, yes! My son’s imagination has no limit, that’s why he was mistaken! »

The two people who had tried to lead Philomel on as a liar, were doing the same thing to Liam. The little boy, very shocked, watched his family betray him.

« Stop it. »

The icy voice didn’t make much noise.

« I really don’t care. I didn’t think you were plotting right in front of my eyes. »

Despite the warm breeze, the temperature seemed to have dropped suddenly. Philomel was frightened and she wondered if the Elos family felt the same way.

« Well, uh, I mean… »

The wife of the Marquis of Elos began to tremble in silence. Logan, who claimed to be intelligent, was all alone, white as a sheet and kept silent by pursing his lips.

« The reason I didn’t touch you Sylvia is because it wasn’t worth getting my hands dirty with blood. »

« Eu, Eustice…… »

Marquise Elos slumped to the ground with a plop. The situation of Sylvia, the former princess, was so desperate that she called her younger half-brother in a miserable voice.

« If you don’t want to lose your head here, take your children and get out of here. I don’t want to see blood today. »

So the three disappeared. After that, the Marquis’ family assets were confiscated and the names of Sylvia and her two sons were removed from the Imperial Family Registry. Those whose names had been erased must live as commoners and their divine power sealed for life. This was a light punishment for committing a crime such as conspiracy against the imperial power. However, everyone knew that the Elos family was not really conspiring, but that they had failed in the education of their son.

Philomel later discovered that where they ended up living, they were ostracized by their neighbors, making it difficult for them to even get a bowl of soup. Well, that was a story from the future. Now what was important was the impression she had of the man who was already walking away from her.

‘…..I’m scared.’

He was so cold to her real blood, it was obvious how he was going to treat his fake daughter.

« Aren’t you going to walk? «

« …….yes, yes? »

‘Walk. You say you want to do it?’ That’s right.

The walk, she had forgotten because of the three people who had appeared. Philomel followed the Emperor’s footsteps and talked about how she was exemplary in class and how these teachers complimented her a lot.

Eustice gave only short answers such as « I see, » « Yes, » and « That’s not bad, » but Philomel thought positively.

« Where is it? » asked Philomel as he was about to finish their walk.

« Your Majesty, do you hate walking? »

« I don’t like it much. But you must get out once in a while since you’ve been chasing the crooked worm without knowing what it’s about. »

« It’s the story of the marquise and her sons, isn’t it? » asked Philomel, opening her mouth carefully.

« So, can you take a walk with me sometime in the future? »

« ……go out? »

« Yes! »

« It won’t be fun. »

« It’s good, though. »

She would hope that the « not fun » didn’t mean something new and harmful…. ?

The emperor replied quietly as if he knew Philomel’s agony.

« Okay. »

« Wow! »

Wait, she wasn’t supposed to say that. Philomel came to her senses and bowed politely.

« Thank you for your attention. »

« …… You can do as usual. »

« Yes? I’m sorry, but I couldn’t hear it, but if you can repeat …. »

« No. Do what you want. »

Eustis walked silently without saying anything more. Philomel followed him carefully and glanced at the beautiful garden.