“Yes, isn’t it all thanks to you, the despicable Calista family? Betraying at the last moment. Because of you, the Noelle family couldn’t even spare the young children and eventually disappeared from history.” “Except for the one the Draco family hid, right?”
“…That’s right.”
“So where is that person? Male or female? How old?”
Evelyn’s attitude, contrary to her previous lazy observer stance, became unusually persistent, pressing for answers.
The scene was like a prey crashing into a spider web, and the predator pounced, wrapping it in layers of silk.
Suddenly hit where it hurt, Miona was caught off guard by Evelyn’s rapid-fire questions.
She quickly opened her black feather fan and began fanning her face with a *swish*.
“I don’t know either.” “Don’t know?”
Evelyn asked with interest.
Emil, who had been sitting restlessly with a shaking leg, as if unable to hold back any longer, suddenly stood up.
“What kind of answer is that? Do you want to get hit?”
“I really don’t know. My father knows, but he didn’t tell me. I wanted to hear but didn’t get the details.”
Miona Draco said that when she was a child, while searching through her family’s books, she accidentally found evidence that the descendant of Noel was still alive, but later that evidence was quickly eliminated by her father, and those books were burned.
Emil gritted her teeth. “Aleister Drake, right? Then revive him right now. I have something to ask him.”
“It’s impossible now. My father…”
A shadow crossed Miona Draco’s face.
“My father has entered the cycle of reincarnation.”
“What a headache. Damn Draco family, not a single useful one from start to finish.” Emil’s taunt seemed to strike a nerve, and Miona’s expression twisted instantly. “Miss Liones, before accusing someone of betrayal, shouldn’t you first examine your own family?”
“Hah? What do you mean by that?” “Did you know that my father and your father were classmates at this academy? They even shared a dormitory.”
“That…”
“This was painstakingly found from the remaining evidence.”
As Emil was stunned and uncertain, Miona Draco pulled something from the inner pocket of her school uniform.
It was an old, smoke-blackened piece of paper. A painting? No, a fragment of a painting. It depicted a pale-faced man, a blonde young man with a cheerful smile, and another person whose face was blurred by smoke damage.
The upper half of the face was completely burnt, and the only distinguishable feature was the purple hair hanging down to the chest.
Woman or man? Well, looking at the flat chest, it should be a man. “What is this?” Emil took the paper and asked, and Miona quickly answered.
“This is a dormitory for three. This man is my father. Here, this is your father Leonardo. And here, there’s another person with purple hair. She is…” “It’s Noel, right? That purple hair is a symbol of Noel.” It was Evelyn who answered.
“That’s right. At that time, she used another name. And don’t tell me you didn’t notice—she was disguised as a man.” “Why?”
“Who knows.”
“Crazy, all crazy! That crazy Demon King’s descendant is still alive! The Draco family has been hiding this all along! This is a blatant betrayal!”
Emil roared in anger, while Miona snorted contemptuously. “Can’t you see? From these clues, my father and your father Leonardo were accomplices.” “My father… hid this kind of thing?” Confusion spread across Emil’s face like spilled paint, and Erica, who had been listening all along, felt the same. *’That Leonardo?’* *’He knew the Noel people were alive and chose to hide it?’
‘Was this mentioned in the original novel?’
‘No, not in my memory.’
‘If it were such important information, I couldn’t have forgotten it.’* *’Purple-haired Noel, but her hair is black… What’s going on?’* *’All sorts of information intertwined in my mind.’* *’Who exactly was this suddenly appeared woman?’* *
‘And why did she disguise as a man? To sneak into the boys’ dormitory to get close to those two men?’* *’If I had to propose a hypothesis, I think this person might be Erica Angelina’s direct elder, but she should have passed away by now.’* *
‘Because I am the only survivor of the Noel family certified by the System.’* “Miss Liones, if you call me a traitor, a rebel, then you are also the daughter of that traitor. Understand?” “Lies—this must be lies! This kind of thing, this kind of thing can’t be true! It’s a forgery! Wouldn’t it be easy to forge such a photo?”
“I swear on my family’s honor, it is genuine. If this is a forgery, may my soul suffer eternal burning in hell.” “Ugh! Evelyn, you don’t believe this, do you? This is nothing but absurd slander…!”
Emil appealed to her cousin, the current Queen Evelyn, to prove her innocence. “I know very well how many bloody battles my father fought against the Noel Restoration Faction. He barely escaped death several times.
How could such a father hide the remnants of Noel?” “Emil, calm down.”
Evelyn’s expression remained calm—no, even curious. “He was contemporary with Duke Leonardo, meaning about the same age as my father. If still alive, now he would be around fifty, at most sixty.” “Probably around that age, a middle-aged woman with purple hair. The intelligence scope has narrowed a lot, but we still don’t know where she is, or even if she’s still alive…”
Miona quickly corrected: “No—” “It’s still alive. The Galier we dealt with before is Noel’s curse. Since it’s still functioning, that means Noel’s will continues somewhere.”
“I see. How interesting. In this foreign land, the bloodline of the Demon King is still struggling to survive.” Evelyn chuckled. However, as they chatted happily, Erica felt extremely uneasy as they gradually closed in on the truth through reasoning.
“Erica, your hand has stopped.”
Only when Evelyn spoke to her did Erica snap out of her thoughts.
“Erica, do you know something? Your mysterious precognition might be useful. Have you seen any information about the descendant of the Noel King?”
‘How should I answer this?’
Erica was at a loss, and Evelyn chuckled again.
“Think about it, this isn’t that difficult. Erica, you’re so capable, you’ll surely find where the Noel descendant is soon.”
No, you flatter me. With my meager abilities, how could I dare…”
“Right, exactly!”
At this moment, Emil suddenly interrupted.
“Erica Angelina! You find those Noel people and prove my innocence!” Hearing this, Miona also laughed softly behind her fan.
“In that case, let me see the abilities of Miss Erica, known as the ‘Demoness.'”
“Then it’s decided, Erica. You now have the approval of three families. You can be promoted. As the Secretary, Gardener, and Inspector of the Noel Court, you must work hard.”
Evelyn clapped her hands.
But Erica couldn’t laugh.
Her face stiffened into a forced smile.
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