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“Ha…what should I do?”
Her mind should be in a mess. But surprisingly, there was only one thought running through her head. She must somehow stop Vainas from ascending the throne.
In front of the foreign countries, where she doesn’t have any friends, as well as the imperial court, it would be shameful to spend a lifetime recognized as the Empress of Vainas.
Larissa, who would obviously follow along, might take everything else, not just the jewels left by Empress Anastia.
Of course, Vainas would not last long as an emperor.
There was no reason why the forces, who killed Luciano and Arien, could not assassinate Vainas. And Arnoa would also die with him.
As she has been absent-minded for a while, she suddenly felt the gaze she had forgotten and a voice entered her ears.
“Are you close with your brothers?”
A pair of silver-gray eyes were staring at her curiously.
“…”
“You look more angry than sad for such a thing.”
Arnoa raised her eyebrows. He seemed to have a good intuition considering he was a wizard.
Their race, which enjoys all kinds of things using their innate magic, lacked common sense. They’re not good at reading other people’s expressions or figuring out emotions.
“I just have a lot of thoughts.”
Arnoa answered calmly and turned back to the letter.
Three more lines were written.
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[I sent you a gift. I believe you will use it well.
I wish you luck with all my heart.
Waiting for you, Anakin.]
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“That’s it?”
Arnoa murmured as she closed her eyes gently. After graduating from the Magic Academy, that jerk began to talk more and more mysteriously.
Women liked it.
He seemed to have felt that his beauty wasn’t enough. And because of that, there were endless women around Anakin.
“Where is it?”
Arnoa held out her hand with her eyes still closed.
“…”
There was no answer.
When she opened her eyes frustratingly, the statue-like wizard was only staring at her blankly.
“What?”
“Gift.”
“Should I have brought you a gift?”
He asked as if surprised.
“Consolation gift, something like that? A gift for your brothers’ death?”
“No, that’s not what…”
“Isn’t that none of my business?”
Arnoa stopped talking and held her forehead again. The man in front of her clearly looked like he knew nothing. And it also seemed like he didn’t bring any presents.
“It may sound easy, but I couldn’t win any of the three games. It’s difficult to connect five stones.”
Ah.
It’s Gomoku. To be able to handle a wizard, you only have to be good at Gomoku.
The wizard held his head as if his defeat was truly shameful.
It was a useless shame.
Including Arnoa herself, there were very few people in the world who could beat Anakin in a mind game.
“Anakin owns a lot of things, so why did he have to make a bet?”
Arnoa was lost in thought again.
Anakin hardly discovered it after going through all sorts of ancient books and bribing his aides. And he thought he would only keep that secret to himself?
Anakin was not loyal to anyone. He wasn’t afraid of wizards either.
“He said to call you ‘Bel’ for short.”
Arnoa made it sure to the bewildered wizard.