‘What was that expression, anyway?’

Those blue eyes that shook violently the moment we met kept leaving after images.

Although he was someone who didn’t waver at most things, there was only one time before when I had seen him with such eyes.

When his holy sword pierced my heart.

Even then, he had such eyes.

“Do you know why Cail Aleret came to the capital?”

“Well, he’s a hero. Isn’t he here to enjoy the founding celebration?”

“But they say he hasn’t come even once in 5 years.”

“I guess he changed his mind.”

“……”

I asked Felitz again because I felt uneasy for no reason, but he didn’t know anything in particular either.

‘Well, what would this extra villain nobody know.’

And since I was in the same boat as an extra villain nobody, I couldn’t possibly know anything either.

I let out a deep sigh and looked at the street.

The sun was already setting.

As evening came, couples began to walk arm in arm affectionately around the streets in earnest.

Perhaps because only 3 days remained of the long 2-week festival.

People were trying to enjoy the remaining festival period as fully as possible.

“What are you doing here?”

Yupheon, who suddenly appeared, asked me with a grin.

“Cutie.”

I grimaced at him waving his hand gently and retorted to his greeting.

“I’d rather you just call me benefactor.”

“Okay, cute benefactor.”

“……”

He didn’t even pretend to listen to what I said.

“What’s this? Hangover cure…? What a crazy idea. Drinking alcohol and medicine together.”

Yupheon harshly criticized the hangover cure I made.

“If you’re going to drink with such a weak body, you might as well not…”

“I made that, you know.”

“A medicine to sober up, what a surprisingly creative idea. I’ll buy a bottle.”

He immediately changed his stance and picked up a bottle.

“Oh!”

It was a historic moment when the hangover cure I made was sold for the first time.

I was so moved that I forgot to correct him, saying ‘This is not a medicine to sober up, but a medicine to cure a hang! o! ver!’

“Gasp!”

Felitz and the organization members next to us let out surprised sounds.

“No, selling that is…”

“Such a young man, at such a young age, sadly…”

“Reconsidering might be…”

I glared at them sharply.

But it was when Yupheon took a sip of the medicine.

“Cough!”

He suddenly spat out what he was drinking and coughed up blood.

“W-what?”

Surprised by the bright red blood staining his white priest robe, I held onto his body.

“Gasp! Big sister tried to poison…!”

“A young man drank poison!”

“N-no! It’s not poison!”

I hurriedly checked his condition.

Yupheon looked at me with a pale face and asked.

“Cutie, this medicine… poison…?”

“That can’t be! The poison should have been neutralized for sure!”

I poured the remaining medicine from the bottle into my mouth.

But my body was fine. What could be the problem…

“Neutralized the poison…? Don’t tell me, with magic…?”

Yupheon asked, stammering with a pale face.

At that moment, I remembered a setting from the original work that I had forgotten.

Pope Yupheon Arne, blessed by God, has a body that cannot swallow magic.

If he can’t absorb even a single drop of magic I dropped, he can’t neutralize the poison in that hangover cure.

In other words, this medicine, which is an ordinary hangover cure for others, becomes a powerful poison for Yupheon!

“A-are you okay? Oh no, the poison…!”

“I’m fi-fine… This body is blessed by God, most injuries are… Cough!”

“Aaaah!”

Every time he coughed up blood, a scream burst out of my mouth.

It seems it’s not just any injury.

Cough, cough, cou-ough!

Aaah, aaah, aaaah!

It was after he coughed up blood a few more times, and I screamed a few more times while catching the blood bursting from his mouth.

“Your Holiness! Oh my, Your Holiness!”

Men in white priest robes, who had been hiding somewhere, came running while crying.

“You left boasting that you would kill the Emperor, and you were here! Waaah, sob sob…”

“Cutie, for my last wish…”

Yupheon reached out his hand to me and spoke in a faint voice.

“Hold my hand…”

“You can’t die, Yuphe!”

I grabbed his hand with both of mine and sobbed along with the priests.

“My last wish… a kiss…”

His voice was so faint that I could barely hear it.

I had to lean in close to hear his last words.

“A farewell kiss…”

“What?”

“Before I die, for the last time…”

It was when Yupheon was whispering weakly to me.

“Sniff… Don’t worry, miss.”

One of the priests who had been sobbing while clutching Yupheon’s clothes spoke to me.

“He has God’s blessing, so he won’t die.”

“He won’t die? But he looks in such bad condition…”

“It seems the poison was really powerful. But he’ll be fine after resting for a day or two.”

“Ah…! That’s such a relief!”

I was so happy that I let go of Yupheon’s hand and grabbed both of the priest’s hands.

“Then, the reason you were crying so sadly until just now…”

“His Holiness fled without even glancing at the documents he brought from the Great Temple, so we spent a long time searching. I ended up crying without realizing it, out of joy at finding His Holiness like this.”

The priest explained while dabbing his eyes with his sleeve.

“Damian, when we return to the Holy Kingdom, I’m going to kill you…”

From below, Yupheon cursed the priest in a dying voice.

Seeing him curse even in this situation, I felt reassured that he really wouldn’t die.

In the end, Yupheon was carried away by the priests.

“Phew, thank goodness, really…”

I let out a sigh of relief as the incident came to an end.

It felt like something had passed by in a whirlwind, all of a sudden.

‘I should write a warning label on the medicine bottles. Though people with Yuphe’s unique constitution might be one in a continent…’

Suddenly, I felt gazes pouring towards me.

When I looked up, Felitz and the organization members were staring at me.

“Big sister! Was, was that person really the Pope? That Yupheon Arne?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah.”

“…!”

They all wore shocked expressions. Then they whispered among themselves.

“Maybe our big sister’s goal is to assassinate all the heroes.”

“What would she do by killing the heroes…”

“Could it be the revival of the notorious villain Jella Shunaibel?”

“Gasp!”

They looked back at me and flinched.

“No! It’s not like that!”

I felt wronged.

The fact that Yupheon couldn’t swallow magic was just a passing setting even in the original work, mentioned in a single sentence, and even in that original work, it was said to be a unique constitution born maybe once in 1,000 years.

How could I remember such a fleeting detail so precisely?

“Anyway, I don’t think selling the medicine is a good idea.”

“No, this medicine is really fine, I’m telling you. Didn’t you see me drink it earlier and be fine? If you’re so suspicious, why don’t you try it yourselves!”

“No, that’s a bit too much…”

As I was emphasizing that there was no problem with the medicine, passionately arguing my point…

“Oh, she’s appeared!”

At someone’s shout, everyone stopped talking at once.

The Count’s daughter, today’s mission target, had finally appeared.

***

Count Pluna, the first client from the reformed underworld cared deeply for his only daughter. However, his daughter, who had entered a late rebellious phase, strongly disliked her father’s overprotectiveness and kept insisting on removing the guards her father assigned to her.

So they ended up secretly guarding her like this…

“So she was trying to meet a man?”

According to the Count’s request, she was supposed to enjoy the festival with her friends, but the Count’s daughter who appeared was alone.

She looked around carefully, and when she spotted a man, she ran to him with a bright smile and hugged him.

“Ah, youth.”

“How fresh and innocent.”

We watched the young couple with fond expressions.

There were many people around and her boyfriend seemed to be sturdy, so there didn’t seem to be any immediate danger, but to perfectly fulfill the request, we followed them while hiding in the crowd.

“Felitz, don’t you date?”

“In my situation, how could I date?”

“What’s wrong with your situation?”

When I asked, tilting my head, Felitz made a somewhat gloomy expression.

“I’m not handsome like Young Count Amets, I’m not rich, and I’m not of high status.”

“Why, you have your own charm. You might be a bit oblivious, but you’re sturdy and cu… Wait a minute!”

As I was consoling Felitz with sincerity, I stopped at a name that sounded familiar.

“Who did you say that man is?”

“Young Count Amets. Don’t you know? He’s considered one of the most handsome noble youths in the capital.”

“Does Count Amets have several sons?”

“No, I believe he’s an only child.”

“…!”

My expression hardened.

And for good reason, because if it’s Young Count Amets…

“Actually, Jella, I fell in love yesterday.”

“I felt it at that moment! The destiny between Young Count Amets and me!”

“It’s a secret from my father, but on the last day of the Founding Festival, I’m going to the square with Young Count Amets. Ah, I’m already getting nervous. It’s our first date, you know.”

Isn’t he the one who completely stole Emily’s heart?

‘What’s this? Is he two-timing?’