assistirfilmes Chapter 99: Omen, the Calm Before the Storm
Chapter 99: Omen, the Calm Before the Storm
Chapter 99: Omen, the Calm Before the Storm
“...That concludes the report.”
The Imperial Palace.
In the office of the Third Princess, Balzac declared his findings.
A blonde-haired girl furrowed her brows, pressing her fingers against her forehead. A dull ache throbbed in her temples.
‘Why is nothing going my way these days?’
It wasn’t as if she had developed the habit of blindly trusting her instincts for no reason. Her intuition had always been remarkably accurate—more often than not.
That should have still been the case.
And yet, lately, her instincts seemed completely off.
“Are you sure you investigated thoroughly? You didn’t rush through things and miss something important, did you?”
Though she voiced her suspicions, the response she received was nothing but a flawless report.
Despite her doubts, Rubia was just an ordinary businesswoman.
She wasn’t hiding her identity because of some grand secret—rather, she simply feared retaliation from those in the potion industry who might want to do her harm.
Rubia had no connection whatsoever to Black Fangs.
After reiterating this fact, Balzac turned to leave.
“Wait.”
Something about the way he moved caught her attention, prompting her to stop him.
“...Never mind. Just go.”
She let him go, despite her unease.
Even if she was someone who acted on impulse rather than planning things out, there were limits.
His face, his tone, his actions—all were exactly the same as usual.
And yet, something felt... off. But what was she supposed to do? Interrogate him based on a gut feeling?
She hadn’t been in the best state lately.
Letting out a long sigh, the Third Princess sank into the plush chair behind her desk.
“...Maybe I’m the one who’s wrong.”
She wasn’t entirely devoid of logic—she simply trusted her instincts more than reasoning.
Looking back on it, investigating Rubia had been a meaningless pursuit from the start.
The Second Prince.
That damn brother of hers refused to share any information with her. But what he didn’t know was that she still had her own sources.
She had received reports.
The leader of Black Fangs—
He hadn’t left his quarters for thirty days. Not even the organization’s executives had been seen going in or out much.
Black Fangs was a far more meticulous group than most assumed.
They weren’t just roaming freely across the Empire, stirring up chaos. Instead, they were hiding in the shadows, moving with calculated precision, quietly plotting the Empire’s downfall. ꭆАNŐbĚs
And yet, such an organization was supposedly involved in the potion business?
Were they seriously risking exposure just to sell potions at a lower price and help people?
The logic was laughable.
It was true that Black Fangs often engaged in relief efforts. But for charity work to be effective, it had to be public.
Doing good deeds while keeping their identity hidden wouldn’t win them any supporters.
There was no reason for Black Fangs to involve themselves in something so meaningless.
In other words, it made perfect sense that Rubia’s business had nothing to do with Black Fangs.
Deep down, she had already known that.
“...But I just can’t let it go.”
No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t suppress her unease.
And that, in turn, led to the worst possible outcome.
That damned brother of hers.
The Second Prince.
Lately, he had been more arrogant than ever.
For some reason, the major figures in the Empire’s intelligence agency had taken his side in the succession struggle, strengthening his power.
He had always been looking for an excuse to get rid of her.
And now, one had conveniently appeared right in front of him.
‘Father entrusted me with command. Surely, you wouldn’t prioritize your personal investigation over his will?’
Those were his exact words.
If he ever found out about this...
He’d have the perfect excuse to bury her.
‘I just need to keep it a secret, right?’
She tried to comfort herself, telling herself that as long as Balzac kept quiet, everything would be fine.
But even that was impossible.
-Knock, knock!
She had never been lucky when it came to her brothers.
A strange, unsettling feeling crept over her.
Her brother’s plan... it would succeed.
And yet, for some reason, that success would turn into poison.
The thought made no logical sense.
But logic had nothing to do with it—this was pure instinct.
She had no intention of warning that bastard about it.
Still... she couldn’t shake the unease growing inside her.
‘What kind of organization is Black Fangs?’
No matter how much she chased them, they always slipped through her grasp.
She couldn’t even begin to picture their defeat.
Her intuition wasn’t always right.
But even so, she couldn’t ignore this suffocating dread.
...Black Fangs’ leader.
That monstrous man—
What kind of scheme was he plotting now?
For the first time, the Third Princess felt genuine fear.
*****
The mansion was practically in ruins.
As I lay on a makeshift bed, trying to rest, Siel approached me.
Without a word—so naturally it was almost eerie—she slid under the blanket with me.
I stared at her, utterly dumbfounded by her absurd and, frankly, indecent behavior.
Her response to my stunned silence?
“Does it bother you?”
A legendary dilemma—where no answer led to salvation.
If I said it did bother me, I’d be branded as some kind of perverted lunatic.
If I said it didn’t, I’d be stuck like this for the entire night.
There was no winning.
Just when I thought the situation couldn’t possibly get any worse—
“...Why are you two here?”
I was wrong.
A blue-haired girl and a white-haired girl appeared before me.
“The fortress has collapsed, leaving us exposed to all sorts of dangers. It would be best to remain nearby for security reasons,” declared Lucy matter-of-factly.
“Y-Yeah, that’s what I was thinking too,” added Lien—who, while saying this, was subtly trying to sneak into my bed.
“Perfect. Lien, please cover the blind spots.”
Lucy grabbed hold of the clueless girl, effortlessly stopping her attempted invasion.
Defeated, Lien reluctantly resigned herself to standing guard alongside Lucy.
Just when I thought this absurd scenario was finally under control—
The last person arrived.
Miss Rubia, her face as red as a tomato.
Unlike the others, she at least seemed to recognize that what she was doing was embarrassing.
...Is she here because she’s scared?
Well, I guess a ruined mansion in the dead of night would be unsettling.
Especially after everything that happened recently.
It made sense that she’d be afraid if everyone suddenly disappeared.
I understood where she was coming from.
But as the only sane person in this room, I had to say something.
I let out a sigh and spoke.
“What are you all doing? You need proper rest. It’s not like four people can sleep on a single bed.”
But—
I should have known better.
Logic never worked on these people.
“Don’t worry.”
A voice came from beside me.
At the same time, Siel climbed on top of me.
Her body pressed completely against mine.
And as she committed this outrageous act, she proudly announced her groundbreaking, revolutionary discovery to the world:
“If we do it like this, we can all fit in one bed.”
...I decided to stop thinking altogether.
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