THE VILLAINESS TURNS THE HOURGLASS

Chapter 191. An Irreversible Choice, Part IV

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

The young king was a wise man as expected, and Mielle, who had relaxed a little and was confident, told the Crown Prince's secret.

"It's the ability to suddenly appear and hide as if he's moving freely through space."

He narrowed his eyes at Mielle's accusation. A special ability. He could move through space freely. He seemed to reflect on what Mielle said. Lohan's expression that had been interesting just before had been gone somewhere, and he was thoughtful with a very serious expression. At his suddenly changed attitude, Mielle touched her fingers and waited nervously for his response.

"Well, I don't understand what you mean. Even though he's the Crown Prince of the empire, is that possible?"

Lohan's face was full of questions, but it was not the same tone of reprimand or convulsion as the others, and it was purely a question of whether it was possible.

Mielle raised her voice and put her strength into her words. "I saw it myself!"

"You saw it yourself? The Crown Prince of the empire moving through space?... Where did you see it?"

"Well... at the mansion of Count Roscent of the empire. When I worked there for a while, I saw it... when the Count fell down the stairs. I saw him suddenly appear and disappear, like a mirage."

'What is the easy word to persuade as to the truth mixed with lies?'

Lohan replied while raising his eyebrows as she allegedly mentioned the case.

"At the mansion of Count Roscent...? Alas, you are talking about the terrible incident that her own daughter tried to kill her own father, the Count."

Mielle's case of pushing the Count down the stairs seemed to have spread beyond the empire to Croa. But the words "Aria pushed the Count" did not seem to have spread, and Mielle tried to cover up her rage that was rising again and corrected him.

"... So was the verdict, but I saw it. Lady Aria really pushed the Count and then the Crown Prince appeared, and they disappeared like smoke. It's true!"

He raised the corners of his mouth and laughed at her offended look. She was not sure what it meant, so Mielle persuaded him again.

"I know you can't believe it because I'm still having a hard time believing it myself... Poor Miss Mielle. But if I discuss lies, I'll have a strict punishment, and I don't need to say lies. I hope you will understand my desire to confess and help you a little."

Mielle's words, which even called herself poor, had some point unless she was mad, she would not claim to the king of a country that the Crown Prince had a special ability. If she was wrong, she could lose her head.

Of course, she was the maid Isis brought, and he could not have killed her so simply, but she could have been strictly punished, as Mielle had said. For example, her tongue would be cut off.

But the wiser Lohan did not make such a cruel decision; instead, he asked the person who had given him important information for a long time.

"Yes, I think it makes sense, but what do you think? Vika."

She looked around, embarrassed by the sudden call of another man's name, and she noticed a man sitting on a sofa at a corner she had not looked at before.

'Layers Vika...?'

He was a nobleman of the empire who had occasionally advised Isis, and Mielle knew him well. As she had been hiding her identity and pretending to be a maid, her twitching nose reflected her nervousness and the cold sweat on her forehead.