Fourth Prince's Debauchery

I left the auction house after my talk with my aunts.

I wanted to make use of this opportunity to spend a bit of quality time with my aunt or Susan, but both of them were busy with work, plus Aunt Sera was around as well, so, in the end, I just flirted with them a little bit before leaving.

Inside a carriage on the way back to my mansion, I was thinking about my plans from here onwards.

In all honesty, I have almost one hundred percent chance of success in my plan.

In fact, if it is just killing the emperor and the empress and making Dina the new ruler, I can do it easily. My revenge is a bit different, though.

I don't just want to kill them. That would be too nice.

However, there are a few variables that are out of my control.

Ysnay, Emilia, and the unknown Immortal.

I'm not too worried about Emilia. She will probably not act before she frees herself from my seals completely. In other words, I still have a bit of time.

The problem is the other two.

I'm sure the unknown Immortal is currently influencing this world in some way, pushing it towards his intended goal. And because our goals are clashing, we will eventually have to fight.

As for Ysnay... To be honest, I don't know what she is thinking.

In truth, she is my biggest headache. I can't kill her, but I can't leave her alone either. Thus, I must constantly be wary of her in case she tries something funny.

... And speaking of the devil.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside me.

"Here you are, Willian."

"… Ysnay," I sighed tiredly.

"Hey, what is with that reaction?" Ysnay looked at me exasperated. "In the end, I'm still a beauty, okay? Do you truly have to treat me like this?"

"Believe me, if I treat you as a normal beauty, I will end dead without noticing it myself. It already happened once after all."

Ysnay stiffened, and her expression turned complicated.

"… It was a mistake. I did not know what I wanted back them."

"Is it so?" I nodded and did not delve into the topic. I don't want to have this conversation right now.

It's a conversation we have already had a lot of times before.

Aware of my intentions, Ysnay sighed again.

"Must you be like this, Willian? It has already been so long… Is it truly impossible for you to forgive me?"

"You are an Immortal too, Ysnay. You know that Immortals are unable to trust someone that betrayed them once."

Ysnay smiled bitterly.

"… Do you know, Willian? Sometimes I wonder if being Immortal is a curse instead… Perhaps, it would have been better if our fates would have been the fates of normal mortals."

I chuckled and shook my head with a mocking expression.

"If we were normal mortals, our ending would have been even more tragic."

"… Perhaps you are right." Ysnay's expression was bitter. "In the end, I'm a Seer."

I said nothing. Instead, I closed my eyes, deciding to ignore Ysnay.

Ysnay opened her mouth as though she wanted to say something, but in the end, she fell silent.

Instead, she leaned her head against my shoulder, as though she wanted to search for my warmth.

I did not reject her.

However, it was not because I still felt any kind of affection for her.

Instead, it was my pity towards an Immortal who had been living emptily for tens of thousands of years.

The carriage advanced silently like that for a while, with none of us speaking.

But suddenly, I frowned.

Someone stopped the carriage.

Then, that person knocked on the door of the carriage.

"Your highness Claus, can I come inside?"

I could feel Ysnay's face beside me becoming dark. She was enraged that our time together was interrupted by someone.

Despite her rage, she did not attack. Perhaps in consideration for me.

I furrowed my brows. With a thought, I extended my senses outside the carriage to see who he was.

But when I saw him, I could not help but be briefly confused.

What is he doing here?

"… Come inside." I said after considering it briefly. I guess the best way to find about his intentions is to meet him.

One second later, a kind-looking old man opened the door of the carriage and entered inside.

The old man sat down across me. He then shot Ysnay a curious look before wrinkling his brows.

The next second, though, his brows smoothened and he looked at me.

"… You have grown a lot since the last time I saw you, Claus."

"… Should I call you your majesty?"

The old man was startled. "You recognize me? How strange, you were still a baby the last time you saw me."

"Your portrait is hanging in a wall together with the other emperors of the empire."

The old man was stunned.

"… You are right. I should have thought of that… But you are very perceptive, boy. I have changed a lot since the day that portrait was taken."

"Not enough to no be recognized, your majesty."

The old man smiled wryly.

"… Can you stop calling me like that, please? I would prefer it if you call me grandpa."

Sorry, but I don't think I want a grandpa all of sudden.

Seeing that I did not agree, the old man sighed.

"I guess I should have expected it, huh. I have not looked after you and your sister like a grandpa should do."

It's not like I care about that.

Yes, this old man in front of me is the former emperor of the empire, Craig Quintin. My grandfather.

And currently, he is the leader of Hidden History.

If I'm not wrong, he should be seventy-five today, and from what I can see, he is already at the fifteenth layer of cultivation.

A true old monster. One of the strongest people in this world below the gods.

Someone like that, I'm sure he is not here just to meet a grandson he never bothered to look for before.

Thus, I decided to go straight to the point.

"Your majesty, can I ask what your purpose here is?"

The emperor looked at me with a troubled smile before sighing again.

"Yeah, I guess we should start talking business. Claus, are you interested in the throne?"

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