Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability

Chapter 77: Caroline Augustus Milverton

"I'm not sure if you fully understand the implications of what you have just said."

Amid the chilling silence, a stern voice peeked out from behind the veil.

"Are you perhaps underestimating the power of the royal family? It seems to me that Miss Mycrony didn't properly explain what transpires in the shadows of the British government to you."

"Excuse me, but I believe I understand the implications perfectly well."

"Then I assume you're also aware of what will happen if you leave this room as it stands?"

"I'm not so sure about that though."

As I scratched my head and said those words, the woman behind the veil slightly tilted her head to the side.

"You just need to understand that, no matter how hard you try and what power you use, if you walk out of this room right now, you won't be able to live past today."

"What if I just take you hostage right now, Princess?"

"I'm not sure what makes you say that, but I'm not a princess."

"Do you really expect me to believe that when the royal knights and guards are surrounding the building with their senses sharp for any signs of oddity, and there are numerous snipers with their weapons locked on me as we speak?"

The moment I said those words, she straightened her back and sighed.

"And you're telling me that you, with that knowledge, still chose to act so in front of royalty?"

"All the more reason for me to take you hostage right now, don't you think?"

"That's too reckless."

"Please note that if I see you raising your hand or sending a signal, I will attack immediately. So, please consider your next actions."

Hearing me whisper so with a slightly stern expression, a small laugh emanated from behind the veil.

"Indeed, you are a savage, just as I've heard."

".........."

"But if you keep running wild, as you have, you might end up as a display showpiece in my room someday."

The fairly relaxed voice that followed was filled with the unmistakable dignity and authority of royalty.

Judging by her words and attitude, her confidence seemed to be well-founded, quite unlike the opponents I've been dealing with so far.

"Isaac Adler. Apologize for insulting Her Majesty immediately and obey her command."

"........."

"The royal family is already aware of everything you and the professor have been up to. Of course, we've already prepared a countermeasure."

Sure enough, seeing my momentary silence, she began making some dizzying remarks, all directed at me.

"With a simple command, all the military power that the British Empire can mobilize will trample you down and crush you completely. We've already come to an agreement with the prime minister regarding this stance, so you must make your choice with utmost haste."

"........."

"As a British citizen, choose who to serve as your queen right this instance."

I felt a chill run down my spine and cold sweat began leaking out of my body.

"... But, I have only one queen."

Still, my response was the same as ever.

"No matter how many times you ask, my answer will be the same."