Chapter 259

"Come now... you understand already, don't you? This is enough."

"............"

Separated from Reina and Clael, Eric and Carrot were alone together.

An indescribably awkward atmosphere hung between the two fiancés.

Though, to be fair... the only one who seemed uncomfortable was Eric, while Carrot wore a faint smile.

"Please take a look over there. Reina... the Saint, she adores that Priest. She doesn't have a shred of feeling for you."

"......I know."

In response to Carrot's words, Eric replied curtly.

In the direction of their gaze, Reina had entwined her arm around Clael's.

The radiant smile she directed at Clael was clearly different from the polite ones she showed Eric and the others—it was the very image of a girl in love.

"I know... Reina doesn't love me. No matter what I do, I know there's no way her heart will ever turn to me..."

Even as he said that, his eyes fixed on Reina's back were filled with a burning longing.

Watching her fiancé like that... Carrot quietly let out a sigh.

(Honestly... what a pitiful man. He must know it's all in vain.)

The only feeling Carrot held toward her fiancé was pure pity.

In the game's scenario, Carrot was consumed by intense jealousy when Eric fell for the heroine.

However, the Carrot here felt nothing of the sort.

There was no hatred or envy—only sympathy for Eric, who was trapped in a hopeless love.

(Well, I can't exactly blame him... Reina does have that kind of allure.)

The first time Carrot laid eyes on Reina... the feeling she felt was 'reverence'.

Until meeting Reina, Carrot believed she was the one most suited to be the next Saint.

When she heard that some country girl with no status or lineage had awakened as the Saint, she was filled with intense hatred.

But... the moment she met Reina, all of those feelings were completely blown away.

Beautiful, pure, dignified, and strong.

She was exactly the ideal Saint Carrot had envisioned... no, even more than that.

Compared to Reina, Carrot was nothing but a defective imitation, unworthy of even being placed on the same scale.

She didn't even feel jealous... If Reina had chosen Eric, Carrot would have gladly stepped aside.

(But... she chose another man. No, she had chosen him from the very beginning. There was never any room for Prince Eric.)

"Prince Eric... I have no intention of breaking off our engagement."

"Eh... what brought that on, all of a sudden...?"

"You and I are the same. Fellow admirers, both captivated by the same star. That's why I'm sure we'll get along just fine. I can't compare to Reina, but you'll just have to settle for me."

"...It's not like I think you're inferior or anything."

"It's not good to say things you know are lies. If you want to deceive a woman, learn to deceive yourself first."

"............"

"Now then, stop standing there drowning in regret—we need to greet the guests. If the host keeps acting like this, the guests will lose interest."

From a short distance away, some of the party guests were glancing in their direction.

They seemed eager to speak with the Crown Prince and his fiancée, but were hesitating due to the heavy atmosphere.

"Ah... yeah, you're right..."

With a pained expression, Eric nodded, then pasted on his princely facade and addressed the nearest human to begin greeting the guests.

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