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Exactly three days after Judith visited the Imperial Palace Library, an invitation arrived from the Imperial Palace. Even though it was obvious that the content was the same as what Judith always saw, she was somehow afraid to open it. Derrick, who was frustrated with it, opened it for her and recited the content. All it said was an invitation to a grand banquet to be held a week later, with the couple’s names written side by side.

“It’s always been like that, but this is the first time I’ve hated going as much as I have.”

She usually hates banquets, but this time it was especially so. For some reason, Judith had an uneasy feeling that the place was going to suffocate her at every moment.

“Should I not go, then?”

“If you don’t go, you will be arrested for refusing the Imperial order.”

He said it with a smile, but it was sincere, not a joke. Moreover, didn’t Judith receive an invitation directly from Killiton three days ago? The word he asked her to meet again even included the word ‘definitely’. So, it was clear that if she did not attend this banquet, it would be considered a disobedience to the Emperor.

“Humans are such a nuisance.”

Even though he had seen human affairs for a long time, Derrick could not truly understand her concerns.

If you want to do something, you do it, and if you don’t, you live as you don’t. Human beings really cared about other people’s nerves and attention. If Derrick had lived like that, he would have been so tired that he would have put away all make-believe and all that.

Judith smiled faintly, as if she had easily read his thoughts.

“If we had lived like the devil, we would have become a world of chaos, devoid of order and purity.”

“At least it’s better than this old-fashioned world.”

It is more difficult for someone who was released to be caught, than for someone who was originally caught to be released. Because Derrick suddenly had a tight framework in his life pattern, he found the current situation boring and frustrating. It’s not his will, it’s even more so because he wouldn’t lose his temper purely at her request.

He could act as he pleases if he wanted to, but the fact that he didn’t do so was proof that he was considerate of Judith.

Judith glanced at him as she brewed the tea that the maid had brought.

During the three days before the invitation arrived, she read The Origin of the Devil, which she had borrowed from the library. As Killiton said, the most notable feature of devils was their red eyes. There is some credibility up to that point, but… The problem is that she doesn’t know if the other content is as credible.

The book lists the origins of devils, their characteristics, the magic they use, and their weaknesses. Judith didn’t know the origin of the story even after reading it, so she just skipped it. What mattered was that the devils appeared before her, whatever the reason for their creation.

What she looked at most carefully was the devil’s weakness. It was written that they would suffer if they were made to drink tea made from the roots of the tantum tree for a long time, or if they were placed in a room surrounded by mirrors on all sides, although these claims had no basis at all.

Since she couldn’t force him to do it, there was only one thing Judith could do.

“I said I met His Majesty the other day, but actually, I met him while I was at the library…”