Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice (Part 2)

Chapter 209

Altrouge, the princess of the hybrid race of Dead Apostles and True Ancestors, amused herself by teasing a comatose True Ancestor girl with a straw. Despite being unconscious for over two years, the girl still displayed faint signs of life.

Growing bored with the game, she carelessly discarded the straw and leaned against the edge of the bed. She began to absentmindedly swing her smooth and tender legs while gazing over at Merem Solomon, who was seated not far away.

"Merem!" Altrouge called out.

Merem approached and asked, "What can I do for you, Your Highness?"

"I've grown weary of this tiresome island. When can we finally depart?" she asked, her impatience evident.

Gently, Merem reminded her, "Your Highness, we have yet to fulfill the king's mission."

With a huff, she retorted, "Isn't your incompetence the reason for our delay? We could have easily conquered this island, but you opted to skulk around in this tiny area, squandering our precious time."

Feeling somewhat at a loss, Merem remained silent. However, a nearby white mouse chimed in, "Your Highness, you mustn't speak ill of our lord in such a manner. The fairy is extremely sensitive to the aura of Dead Apostles. A wide-ranging search would only cause it to flee."

Altrouge questioned, "And how are you so certain that the fairy is even on this island?"

Merem reminded her, "Your Highness, do you not recall? The king himself mentioned detecting the fairy's aura on this very island."

She snorted dismissively and sneered, "Crimson Moon is nothing but a fool. If his senses were of any use, he wouldn't have spent nearly a thousand years fruitlessly chasing after this fairy..."

Merem's expression turned stern as he interjected, "Your Highness! I cannot stand by while you insult the king in such a manner!"

"Isn't it true, though?" she scoffed. "He wields power surpassing the gods of this world, yet cowers before an insignificant fairy. He has immense strength but fails to utilize it effectively. If he's not a fool, then what is he?"

The white mouse interjected with a tone of resignation, "Your Highness, the king may indeed be troubled by something, but it's certainly not the fairy."

"And what exactly is it, then?" she demanded impatiently.

The white mouse hesitated before admitting, "I... I don't know. The king has never confided in anyone about his concerns, only instructing us to capture the fairy."

She persisted, "That's exactly my point—he's a fool. If he's so desperate to catch the fairy, why doesn't he come to the island himself?"

The white mouse sighed in resignation, "There's nothing we can do about it. Gaia forbids the king from setting foot on the island, and besides, he has to investigate the numerous traces of the fairy scattered across the European continent."

Merem interjected, "Over the years, our discreet search has yielded some results. We've at least determined that the aura the king initially sensed originated from a forest in this kingdom. I believe that within a few days, we'll uncover more leads."

"Hmph! Mere leads, you say? Ugh, you're all so tedious! Continue playing your little games without me! I'm done with this!" Altrouge huffed, got off the bed, and stormed towards the door.

Merem halted her, asking helplessly, "Your Highness, where do you intend to go?"

"I'm leaving! I can't stand this dull place any longer!" she snapped.

"But don't you enjoy the company of the True Ancestor girl?" Merem gestured to the unconscious girl on the bed.

She frowned in dissatisfaction, "Her soul remains dormant; she's nothing more than an empty vessel. I've grown weary of playing with her. I want out! I need to leave this place."