Royal Secret: I'm A Princess!

[“HANNA Quinzel, I’m sorry but I can’t send you back to the palace yet. For now, we have to survive while waiting for reinforcements.”]

That was the last thing that Hanna heard from Drystan, the King of Hell.

The next thing she knew, she was already in a free fall.

It was as if the King of Hell had thrown her from the top floor of the mansion, and now she was falling.

Hanna’s eyes widened in surprise when she saw a familiar face below. “Lewis!”

[And why are there kids here?]

Lewis opened his eyes as if he was trying to catch her.

[But I don’t need him to catch me…]

Hanna only called Lewis because she saw the female Silver Fox sneaking up on him. But it seemed like the fox boy was too distracted to notice.

Hence, she put the matters into her own hands.

“Hebi,” Hanna said firmly, summoning her Shadow Beast. “Get that woman.” ｎ𝚘𝚟ｌ.ｃｏ𝚖

The seven-headed serpent appeared behind Eloise, then Hebi wrapped her tail around the female Silver Fox’s waist in an attempt to suffocate her.

“Crush her,” Hanna ordered, realizing that she was about to hit the ground. “Mallan.”

This time, she summoned her other Shadow Beast.

Mallan was a griffin– a beast with the body, tail, and back legs of a lion; the head and wings of an eagle; and talons of an eagle as its front feet.

Hanna rode on Mallan’s back and asked the Soul Beast to fly lower.

That was when she noticed that Lewis was frozen on the spot.

[What happened to him?]

Hanna didn’t have time to worry about Lewis when she saw Eloise trying to rip Hebi’s tail apart with her bare hands.

Right.

[Silver Foxes are ridiculously strong like the de Moonasterios.]

Hanna suddenly remembered how the Ancient Devil tear Nathaira apart so easily. It still broke her heart to lose her Shadow Beast like that.

“Hebi, retreat.”

Her Shadow Beast let out a loud hiss and threw Eloise away before disappearing as quickly as it appeared earlier.

Hanna didn’t want to admit this, but she was traumatized by what happened to Nathaira.

[I must protect my Shadow Beasts…]

Hanna touched Mallan’s head gently. “I want to go down, Mallan.”

The griffin let out a screech before landing on the ground.

Hanna gently patted Mallan’s head after she landed on the ground gracefully. “You may return to the Shadow Realm now, Mallan.”

The griffin let out a soft purr(?) before disappearing without a trace.

[Now my Shadow Beasts are safe.]

“Lewis, are you okay?” Hanna asked worriedly when she approached the fox boy. “It’s rare for you to get distracted in the middle of a fight.”

“I had a weird thought earlier,” Lewis said, tilting his head to one side. “I think there’s something wrong with my brain. I don’t even believe in angels…”

“Huh?”

“Nothing.”

“Hanna Quinzel, how dare you?!”

“I came back because I see that you haven’t learned your lesson yet,” Hanna said coldly. “I don’t really condone violence, but I guess Neoma is right when she said people like you will only learn their place after getting beaten to a pulp.”

Eloise laughed while getting up as if she wasn’t almost crushed to death by a giant serpent earlier. “Do you think you’ll scare me when you just lost to the Ancient Devil?”

“Is that your best attempt to put me down?” Hanna said, chuckling. “Get real, Eloise. No matter how amazing I am at my age, I know I’m no match against the Ancient Devil who’s been here for centuries. The only person in our age group who can beat the Ancient Devil is Neoma.”

The female Silver Fox sneered. “You talk big for a loser.”

“I’m a survivor,” Hanna said, shrugging. “I did well surviving after having an intense fight with the Ancient Devil. If you were in my place, you’d be dead in a minute.”

Eloise growled at Hanna, her eyes glowing menacingly.

“You can’t win a verbal fight against me,” Hanna said, scoffing. “Sweetie, I grew up with Neoma and her foul mouth. I learned sarcasm and “trash-talking” from the best.”

“Shut up,” Eloise said coldly. “I really don’t want to get serious in a fight because I don’t like my appearance when I transform. But you leave me no choice. I need to fight you seriously if I want to get Lewis Crevan.”

Hanna was about to say something, but she paused when she noticed that Lewis stood behind her as if he was trying to hide.

Which was cute– uhm, ridiculous since the fox boy was much taller than her.

[And Lewis isn’t the type to invade someone else’s personal space.]

Hanna turned to Lewis worriedly. “What’s wrong, Lewis?”

“Pervert,” Lewis said while pointing at Eloise. “That disgusting pervert said she wants my Seed.”

“What?”

“That disgusting pervert also asked me to put a baby in her womb.”

Asking Lewis for his Seed was already bad and disgusting enough.

But Eloise also said something so vulgar to Lewis?

[Unforgivable.]

“I’m going to take that wench down. Don’t interrupt, Lewis. I’ll fight for your honor.”

Lewis’ face beamed, then he nodded.

“Good boy,” Hanna said, gently patting Lewis’ shoulder before she turned around to face Eloise. Her green eyes glowed menacingly. “I’ll make you pay for sullying an innocent boy’s ears, you dirty fox.”

***

“SO FUCKING loud,” Neoma said while covering her ears with her hands. “Why the fuck is the throne bothering me when I’m supposed to be “dead” at the moment?”

“The throne is talking to you?” Ruto asked worriedly. “What did it say?”

“It’s time to start a new regime.”

“Ah. It must be time for Prince Nero to ascend the throne then.”

“Something is weird, though,” Neoma said while pulling her hands away from her ears. “Why the hell is it looking for an empress?”

Even Ruto, who seemed to know everything, looked surprised and confused. “That’s suspicious. The throne has only cared about the emperor all this time.”

“I know, right…”

She trailed off, then flinched when the throne’s voice rang louder in her ears.

This time, the words that the throne yelled were clear and firm.

“What the fuck?” Neoma said, shocked. “The throne wants Dahlia to be the next empress?”

“Now that’s really shocking,” Ruto commented. “The de Moonasterios have hunted down the Black Witches because the Black Witches have the means to kill your clan. Hence, I can’t think of a reason why the throne would want Dahlia to become the next empress. After all, the throne is being guarded by the previous emperors who are conservative in every aspect.”

“How dare the throne choose the empress for Nero,” she said, and she barely controlled the anger in her voice. “Dahlia doesn’t want to be involved with Nero in this timeline. Moreover, Hanna has given up a normal and relaxing life just to prepare to become the next empress.”

Most of all, Nero had already made his choice.

[I can’t imagine how this fiasco would affect the friendship that Hanna and Dahlia barely made.]

“It’s giving me a headache,” Neoma complained while massaging her temples. “We also have our own issues to discuss first before we worry about other people. Ruto, what kind of deal did you make with the God of Death and the Goddess of Life?”

Ruto looked shocked. “How did you know?”

“Neoma unnie told me about it, but she didn’t tell me the details.”

“Oh.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not mad at you,” she said calmly. “Let’s talk about that later. I want the God of Death and the Goddess of Life to be present when we discuss this issue anyway.”

“Alright. I’ll tell you everything by then.”

“Good.”

“Neoma, is it okay if I return to the outside world to check on what’s happening? I can’t enter the next dimension anyway since I’m not a de Moonasterio.

Of course, it was totally okay with her.

She wasn’t the clingy type anyway.

[Plus, just like what Ruto said, the Eternal Flame did inform us earlier that only I could meet my ancestors in the next stage.]

But she decided to act like a ~babygirl~ first to tease her man.

“You’re going to leave me here?” Neoma said, pouting. “I thought you were going to wait for me outside.”

Panic immediately crossed Ruto’s eyes. “Oh. I promise to be back before you’re done talking with your ancestors.”

She remained pouting while holding back her laughter.

“I’ll return with the Japanese food you crave,” he promised, then he cupped Neoma’s face between his hands gently. “And after that, I’ll stick to you like glue until you get tired of me.”

Pfft.

Neoma couldn’t hold back her laughter this time. “Alright. You may go.”

Ruto finally smiled as if he was relieved, then he leaned down and whispered in her ear. “I’ll miss you, babe.”

Then he kissed Neoma on the cheek before he whispered sweet nothings in her ear again.

Pfft.

[Why is he whispering cheesy stuff…?]

Wait.

Ruto’s whispering suddenly reminded Neoma of something important that she had forgotten for a moment.

Right.

Nero gained a new ability when he supposedly overcame his Lunacy.

And, with that new ability, he also gained a god as a “weapon”…

“Larissa,” Neoma said, gasping. She immediately grabbed Ruto by the shoulders and gently shook him. “Babe, Nero gained a new ability that was given by the god that he also gained back when he overcame his Lunacy. And that god is Larissa!”

Ruto’s face hardened immediately. “I’ll go straight to the palace, Neoma.”

***

NOAH laughed at Drystan’s futile attempt to stop him.

The bullets from the King of Hell’s double guns weren’t bullets meant for killing.

“These are cute,” Noah said while looking at the cuffs tied around his wrists. “But is this the best that you can do, Drystan?”

He managed to dodge most of the bullets that Drystan fired at him.

The ones that hit his body had turned into cuffs.

Hence, it wasn’t only his wrists.

He had cuffs around his arms, waist, legs, and ankles.

“I have no intention of fighting you to death. I’ll only fight until the reinforcements come,” Drystan said, catching his breath. After all, the bullets that he fired at Noah were infused with his divine power. In short, the King of Hell’s divine power had depleted. “And I don’t think you’d go all out either. After all, I’m sure you wouldn’t want to accidentally blow up the ice coffin where Princess Neoma’s body is preserved.”

“You’re right,” Noah admitted because he had no reason to hide it anyway. “But, Drystan, you know that I can get out of this eventually, don’t you?”

“It will take you some time to get out of my cuffs.”

“Ah, so you’re buying time?”

“I won’t let you kill Hanna Quinzel.”

Noah laughed. “Want to make a bet?”

“No.”

Of course, he ignored the King of Hell’s refusal. “I bet I can “kill” Hanna Quinzel with just a few words.”

Drystan just glared at him.

Noah laughed again.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from his spot.

But the cuffs tied around his entire body were heavy, hence he didn’t manage to get far. He only got onto the balcony.

That was enough, though.

From where Noah stood, he could see the two Silver Foxes (that were nothing but Spirits now) fighting the reanimated corpses of the Silver Foxes who died a long time ago. On the other hand, Lewis Crevan and the two young Helldogs were fighting the Crown Princess’ match.

“Hey, Crown Princess,” Noah said, calling the attention of Hanna Quinzel who was busy fighting Eloise. “Do you know why you’re not qualified to be the next empress?”

And the words that came out of Noah’s mouth really “killed” Hanna Quinzel on the spot.

[Ah, is she finally going to cry for me?]

***

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