The World I Created is so Popular

Chapter 36: Duamutep - 6

"Ha. This is ridiculous."

A man with golden hair sprawled across an entire sofa, his legs spread wide.

He was the second prince of the empire, a frontrunner in the competition for the imperial throne alongside the first princess.

"When I first heard the rumor that you and the saintess were lovers, I thought it was just a lie you spread to get attention."

As soon as the rumor started circulating, he had his subordinates investigate the man thoroughly.

The target seemed to prefer a quiet life, making the prince initially believe the rumor was a misunderstanding.

Crash.

"He has a child?"

The sofa's armrest crumpled under his grip.

"The saintess, so pure and innocent, would never be attracted to such a scoundrel."

Despite Albus never doing anything particularly wrong, the prince now saw him as a womanizer.

Usually rational and composed, the prince found it hard to maintain his sanity when it came to matters involving the woman he adored.

He first met her years ago at the grand harvest festival in the capital.

She radiated a holy and mystical aura, likely due to her devotion to God.

Although he once thought all women were either materialistic or trivial, he couldn't help but be captivated by the saintess.

How much had he struggled to earn even a sliver of her attention since that day?

Why had he joined the imperial succession race he had no interest in?

How ecstatic had he been upon hearing she would attend the academy?

He dreamt that if he won the throne, she would place the crown on his head at his coronation, and he would confess his love, holding her hand and whispering sweet words.

The union of the empire's pinnacle and the daughter of God would be a beautiful testament to the empire's thousand-year prosperity and Deus's blessing.

But another man's child?

What scoundrel dared to impregnate the saintess?

Normally, he would consider the possibility of a rumor being exaggerated and investigate further, but his rationality was already slipping.

"He must have used some vile trick."

Perhaps he used hypnosis or another dirty spell.

Maybe he exploited her kind heart.

Grinding his teeth, the prince seethed.

"Lugal."

"Yes, Your Highness."

A student in academy uniform, waiting by the prince's side, responded to his call.

"You said his name was Albus Vernier? We need to capture and interrogate him. Personally."

Was he really involved with the saintess?

Was the child causing a commotion in the academy truly theirs?

He would confirm it himself.

"Your Highness, Albus Vernier is a member of the noble Vernier family. Arbitrarily interrogating him without cause is dangerous."

It was just a rumor.

Malicious gossip about prominent figures was common, and it was alarming to see his lord so swayed by it.