Royal Secret: I'm A Princess!

[A few days ago…]

“TREVOR, I plan to provoke Helstor and trick him into signing a contract with me,” Neoma said while tapping her fingers on the table. “I have a feeling that Helstor will show up in the empire before Nero’s coronation day. In fact, I won’t be surprised if we find out that he’s already here with his minions.”

“That’s what I’m thinking as well, Princess Neoma,” Trevor said, tilting his head to one side. “But why do you need Helstor to sign a contract?”

“Helstor appears whenever he wants to, and disappears every time he gets his ass kicked.”

“Right— he’s a major god, and yet he acts like a cockroach.”

“Helstor is indeed like a cockroach, and that’s exactly why we can’t underestimate him,” Neoma said bluntly. “The cockroach is a proven survivor. You know, most researches believe that the roach’s fossil record dates back to approximately 300 million B.C or something.”

“Ah, yes. You’re getting side-tracked again, my Moon Princess.”

“It was your fault for bringing up an interesting topic.”

“Ah, yes,” Trevor said, obviously holding back his laughter. “It’s my fault, Princess Neoma.”

Neoma just rolled her eyes and went back to their original topic. “Anyways, we need to literally bind Helstor to the palace. My palace, to be exact.”

“Helstor won’t sign a contract if his freedom is at stake, my Moon Princess.”

“Oh, Trevor. My sweet summer child.”

“Princess Neoma, you already have so many ‘children,’ so please don’t add me to the list.”

“Do you know about hidden clauses?”

Trevor paused for a moment, and then he suddenly burst out laughing. “My Moon Princess, are you planning to scam a literal god? That’s blasphemy!”

“Yes, and?”

Once again, Trevor laughed while hitting the table with his hands. “It won’t be easy to deceive a god, but I think I can put a hidden clause or two and hide them with my sorcery. But how do you plan to make Helstor sign a contract with you, Princess Neoma?”

“By pissing him off.”

“Oh.”

“And giving him an offer he can’t resist,” Neoma added, leaning against the chair while crossing her arms over her chest. “I’m confident that I can provoke Helstor to sign a contract with me, so don’t worry about that part. My expertise is pissing off my enemies.”

“Right. Please explain how you want the hidden clause to work, my Moon Princess.”

“If I win, I’ll declare an official war against Helstor.”

“A war.”

“Yes, a war,” Neoma confirmed while nodding. “And I want you to put in the hidden clause that I get to decide where to send Helstor for the war. Hence, he can’t leave the Imperial Palace until I give the specific location of the battlefield. Can you do that for me, Trevor?”

“Of course, my Moon Princess,” Trevor said, bowing politely towards Neoma. “Your wish is my command.”

***

TREVOR suddenly froze, and then he coughed up blood.

A huge chunk of blood, to be precise.

“Are you dying?”

Trevor raised his head to glare at Lewis. “You sound like you want me to die.”

Lewis just remained emotionless while looking at him with cold eyes.

[Yep, this boy doesn’t care even if I suddenly dropped dead.]

“You can’t die yet,” Lewis said bluntly, pointing a finger at the Abyss. “Not until we’ve purified that place yet.”

The Abyss was just a vast field with dead soil, dead grass, and dead trees.

At first glance, it looked the same as the Unholy Land.

However, there was a difference in the amount of corruptness between the two.

The Unholy Land could be salvaged.

But the Abyss looked like a lost case.

“Everyone is doing well— you don’t need me here to supervise your work,” Trevor said while wiping the blood off of the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. “And Paige Avery can lead you better than I can.”

“You’re leaving?”

“Princess Neoma won her bet against Helstor, and the effect of the contract that they signed is now in place.”

That was the reason Trevor coughed up blood.

After all, it was his power that was binding Helstor to the Imperial Palace.

He overpowered the God of Eternal Darkness because the god wasn’t aware of the hidden clause.

[But it’s only a matter of time before Helstor realizes that I’m the one binding him to the Imperial Palace. Once he finds out about it, he’ll definitely resist and fight back. I don’t think I can win against him in my current state.]

However, Trevor had a way to ‘power up’ quickly.

“Are you going to where Princess Neoma is?”

“Nah, I’m gonna have a feast.”

Lewis knitted his eyebrows, obviously confused.

Trevor laughed at the fox boy’s reaction. “I need another heart in order to use more sorcery.”

[Gods have several organs because they help them gain more power, so the sorcerers before me have applied the same tactic in order for us to have a larger Core.]

And that was exactly why he didn’t come out of his workshop for so long.

It just so happened that Trevor had a spare heart of a power sorcerer somewhere.

***

“AND THAT was how we ended up tricking you, Helstor.”

“Hah,” Helstor said, scoffing at Neoma’s confession. “Aren’t you ashamed of your petty tricks, Princess Neoma? This is unbecoming of an Imperial Princess like you.”

“I don’t feel the urge to play fair when the enemies are playing dirty from the start,” Neoma said, shrugging. “Fuck around and find out, I guess.” ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

“All of this just to start a war?”

“Yep, and it worked.”

“How brave of you to start a war at such a young age, little princess.”

“I’m not brave,” Neoma said sincerely. “I’m honestly scared as fuck at the moment.”

“What?”

“I’m afraid of starting a war,” she said, still being honest. “Contrary to what you think of me, I’m not a crazy bitch who enjoys starting a war just for the heck of it. Fortunately, I still have the heart to care about my citizens. After all, they’ll be the ones suffering the most. But I can’t let you bastards roam around freely anymore.”

“I didn’t expect you to be this honest with me, Princess Neoma.”

“Right? I’m such a good-hearted person.”

Helstor laughed at Neoma’s sarcasm. “Have you chosen the battlefield? A fight between you and me should be held on a big stage.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that, Helstor,” Neoma said, smiling. “I’ve already chosen where your grave would be, and I chose well.”

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