Violant of the Silver - Chapter 63

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After three days of rest, the last day of the crown prince’s birthday celebration arrived. Until now, Court Doctor Méliez continued to examine Vio.

“Doctor. I want to take a stroll soon…”

“I’m sure that I told you to rest for one to three weeks.”

“But I know my own condition.”

“Hm,” said Méliez, placing his hand on his chin, resigned. Then he nodded. “Your complexion has gotten better, so I don’t mind if you only take a short walk. Please don’t attend the ball. You shouldn’t take a stroll around the town either.”

“May I visit my grandfather?”

“To His Majesty King Emeritus Wingart’s residence? Right, it’s not far from the Flower Palace. I’ll permit it if you go by carriage. But please don’t overdo it,” warned Méliez.

At that, a wry smile slid across Vio’s lips. He doesn’t trust me a lot…

Noticing Vio’s bitter expression at once, Méliez said, “Oh my. It looks like you haven’t understood yet. Are you that eager to listen to the story of the prince who hit his head and died three days later? I understand. Let’s talk about that.”

“N-no, I’ll pass… Doctor, I understand what you want to say. I won’t overdo it and rest as much as possible.”

“Good. Also, I will apply for a one-week extension to your stay in the castle. Please don’t worry. I have heard from His Highness that he wants to discuss the  assassination case.”

Heaving a sigh of relief, Vio shifted his gaze to Méliez. “Is there any progress?”

“I don’t know the details. I believe they will contact you if they find any leads.”

“Is that so…” said Vio, hoping that when that time arrived, it would be good news. He stared at his knees that hid under the comforter.

“Worry is poison to the body. Please rest for now. By the way, when are you going to meet His Majesty, King Emeritus Wingart? I think you should refrain from going today. A lot of nobles will be going in and out of the castle on the last day of the celebration. It will be troublesome if someone with loose lips were to start a strange rumour, right?”

The message hidden beneath Méliez’s words: Vio was rumored to have skipped the ball to play outside.

Vio gave him a bow. “Thank you for your concern. However, I’m planning to visit my grandfather tomorrow afternoon. I will follow your instructions obediently today. Please rest assured.”

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“I see. Then that’s a relief. I’m glad that you’ll heed my advice. That naughty crown prince always ignores my instructions and goes out whenever he wants. Unconsciously, I have been treating you the same way I’ve been treating him. If I have done anything to offend you, please forgive me.”

“What you said was right, and I know you scolded me out of consideration. You haven’t done anything rude.”

Méliez gently smiled, slightly giving off the appearance of a good-natured uncle. “Thank you for your generous praise, Lord Violant. Well then, I’ll return now. Let’s have the next examination the morning after tomorrow. I think you should be fine already, but please call me if anything happens.”

“Yes, I’ll do that. Thank you very much.”

Once Méliez packed his work tools in a chest, he took his leave.

Lying in bed again, Vio let out a small sigh. He was getting bored of sleeping.

The celebration ends today… What happened in regards to the case? Is the perpetrator really my brother? It wouldn’t be strange since he tried to assassinate Princess Liona in the manga, but this is too early… Maybe it’s someone else. Plus Brother would surely have hired someone loyal. So if it’s Brother’s doing, the attacker should’ve committed suicide before being caught. It’s strange that he would just expose the identity of his supposed master like that.

Rupheus had a difficult personality, but he was smart and excelled in martial arts. Most of the time, lords had private troops. But unlike them, Rupheus had personally established and trained said troops.

Like Legion, Rupheus fought in the first battle of the War of Tocanta Grasslands. There, he led his selected infantry unit, the Ravens. Members of his private army wore a large black crow as their crest. They were feared as harbingers of bad luck in Lesserhain territory. Because if any issues ever occured, Rupheus would lead this army there and “right wrongs.”

Both Vio’s father and Rupheus were ruthless to rebels. No matter how much the commoners hated the Lesserhains’ reign, many people obeyed them out of fear.

Besides, even if Rupheus’ personality was akin to a sharp knife stabbing someone, he had outstanding ability. Some people supported him. The Ravens consisted of knights who wholly desired to serve Rupheus.

As long as one didn’t go against the duke and Rupheus, said two men were partial to their subordinates in their own way, achieving a balance.

But they’re both too strict… Brother excels in many things even if he does them half-heartedly. That’s why he hates having incompetent subordinates. Unlike Father, his weak point is bringing up people. It’s painful to look at him…

Vio learned from Rupheus that being incredibly exceptional wasn’t always what mattered the most. Besides, Rupehus had grown arrogant due to his superiority.

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If I want to trip Brother’s feet, I might find a way to once I prick his pride. But with Brother’s personality, I don’t think he’s responsible for Princess Liona’s attack… He’s a perfectionist, so he’s going to craft an elaborate plan and thoroughly fuss over the details. Pretending that this is a coincidence sounds too simple…

As Vio wandered through his thoughts, his fingertips started to grow cold. He had picked up a fight with such a dreadful brother. If Rupheus took him seriously, it would be too easy to make Vio die from illness or by accident.

Seriously, I can only escape from the country once the situation becomes dangerous. Vio laughed dryly in his heart. Then he rolled over in bed. Perhaps because he did it too roughly, his head injury started to ache.

“Oww… Let’s stop thinking and just go to sleep. Instead of wondering about the scary future, I have to prioritize what I can do now. Okay, cheer up!” muttered Vio, firing himself up. Then, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

But in the end, Vio dreamed of Rupheus trapping him in the basement during their youth. Perhaps it was because he had thought of Rupheus before he slept. So when he woke up later on, Vio was in the foulest mood.