Weeping Men: The Innocent Princess's Secret Delight - Chapter 2.18
At the same time, she performed an innocent act, blinking her eyes as a professional courtesy.
“Where is this evidence you mentioned?”
“Want to know?”
The man-child in front of her, whatever he was, started unbuckling his belt with a disgustingly wide grin.
“If I take a massive dump in front of you, it might come out.”
“……”
“The evidence is inside my stomach, you see.”
The Imperial Princess’s expression gradually hardened. He licked his lips and approached step by step. He thought he could easily subdue a weak Imperial Princess with one hand.
“Haa… I see.”
However, the Imperial Princess, whom he thought was intimidated, let out a deep sigh instead.
“…?”
“This makes it meaningless to have played along.”
Her pretty almond-shaped eyes narrowed. Though no external force was felt, somehow he felt overwhelmed. Just as he instinctively took a step back,
“Your Highness.”
A pitch-black man descended and stood beside the Imperial Princess. Centered on him, a pressure so intense it was hard to even breathe spread out.
When he tried to utter the man’s name, his teeth chattered involuntarily.
“Ka, Ka, Kai.”
The Imperial Princess, who had been watching with a mocking smile, clung to the man’s arm and pronounced the name the assassin couldn’t fully articulate.
“Sir Kaizen. You followed me after all? You looked so busy with the on-site investigation, I was just going to slip away by myself.”
“…Please don’t do that again.”
“I wanted to be of help to you. …But.”
Now the Imperial Princess’s true face was revealed. She had been putting on a detestable act from the beginning, and was still continuing it.
“This child says he’s going to defecate on me… Have I done something so wrong to deserve being urinated on by someone else?”
But judging by Kaizen’s terrifying face, he sensed that he would never have the chance to expose the Imperial Princess’s true nature to him.
“Despicable… I should have torn off that mask of yours…”
“Sir Kaizen! This person says he’s going to take off my something!”
How dare he utter such nonsense to Her Highness again.
Kaizen, who had been investigating the interior of the hideout, quickly ran over and struck the back of his head. The assassin staggered and fell forward. As he stumbled to get up, he furrowed his brows and jutted out his chin as if wronged.
The nerve of this guy.
Grabbing the back of his head, Kaizen slammed it into the ground several times. His head was half-buried in the dirt floor.
Kaizen knew his behavior was more violent than usual. Still, his anger didn’t subside easily.
About half of it was directed at himself, for not immediately noticing that such a person had twice lingered near Her Highness, his mind entirely consumed by misguided desires.
‘Get a grip, Kaizen. You can’t keep putting Her Highness in difficult situations.’
He calmed himself with deep breaths. Then he crouched down and lifted the assassin’s head by his hair.
“Who ordered the assassination of the Imperial Princess?”
“Ha… haha…”
The man who was laughing hollowly gathered phlegm and spat it in his face.
“Eat this.”
“Aack!”
For some reason, the Imperial Princess beside him screamed even louder. Kaizen roughly wiped his face with his sleeve and requested of Judith.
“Would you cover your eyes and ears for 10 minutes?”
“…An hour is fine too.”
The Imperial Princess seemed more upset than when she had heard the outrageous words. She tightly closed her eyes and covered her ears. She also turned her body away, perfectly reading and following Kaizen’s intention.
“Well then…”
With the concern gone, Kaizen slowly stood up, adjusting his gloves.
The assassin, looking up from his prone position, tried to keep his eyes open, not wanting to be overwhelmed by the aura, but couldn’t hide the trembling of his pupils.
“I’ll ask again.”
Kaizen knew many ways to extract answers from people. Most were rather violent methods, so he didn’t use them unless absolutely necessary.
“Who ordered the assassination of the Imperial Princess?”
Right now was absolutely necessary.
Exactly 10 minutes later,
“I’ll talk! I’ll tell you!”
The assassin’s scream penetrated even Judith’s eardrums, who had been in perfect cover.
As Judith slightly turned her head to look, Kaizen stopped his hand.
The visible parts of the assassin looked unharmed, but with a face drenched in tears, he moved his lips.
“The person who ordered us to harm the Imperial Princess is, Fro…”
At that moment, Kaizen felt an indescribable but strange uneasiness. His instinct, honed through war, resembled precognition.
“Your Highness!”
Kaizen lunged towards Judith.
Simultaneously, the assassin’s skin began to bulge irregularly. As if something was trying to burst out.
He continued to swell up, and then,
Bang—!
He exploded.
The ground shook from the tremendous noise.
“Wh-what’s going on!”
The knights and Northerners scattered in panic. Froyzen stood still, assessing the source of the explosion, and reported to the Emperor.
“It appears the explosion occurred in the same direction where the escapee took Her Highness the Imperial Princess.”
“You shouldn’t say that so calmly!”
“My brother immediately went after them, so I believe nothing to worry about has occurred.”
The Emperor was somewhat relieved by those words. Froyzen, swallowing his irritation, revealed his true purpose.
“However, we need to organize a search party. Would you grant me permission to go myself?”
“If the Young Duke will take charge, that’s reassuring! I leave it to you!”
Froyzen bowed respectfully and immediately led the Ducal family’s private soldiers into the depths of the forest.
Outwardly, it would appear as though he was recklessly acting out of concern for the woman he cared about, but his true intentions were different.
‘I’ve taken precautions to ensure no specific evidence remains, but I must make absolutely certain nothing is left.’
It was to clean up the aftermath of his own handiwork.
Froyzen wasn’t surprised by the explosion. After all, he was the one who had prepared the magic tool that would cause the bearer to explode if they tried to reveal the mastermind.
He hadn’t obtained the consent of those involved. Instead, he had to pay a hefty sum to the workshop to ensure the magic tool could be mixed into their food and drink without being detected.
‘It wasn’t a waste of money after all.’
Even though a person had exploded into pieces, he was merely calculating profit and loss.
‘It would have been perfect if Kaizen had been buried along with him.’
He urged his horse on, pulling the reins. He wanted to quickly confirm whether it was a gain or a loss.
