A Busy Night I — Ambrosya

"I cannot see the future that you two will face."

I made myself clear.

"I want you both to remember that. King, your actions have changed the future, therefore blinding me in the process. I have no more guarantees."

Of course, fate was a powerful thing. It would strive to right what was made wrong, pulling the same people together at the original times they were supposed to happen. All their tragedies are the musts of this world.

I did not know what kind of butterfly effect King's actions would cause for the details, but I knew that there were events that would happen no matter what.

I was not as blind as I was letting on.

Still, to make King feel the gravity of his actions and so that I could still keep the deal that I had with him, I needed to make it seem like all of this was truly his fault.

My own fault here would be partial. I had only given him the information he wanted. It was he who messed it all up even when I told him not to.

Thus, King put on an expression of apology.

"I know I made a mistake, but I did it for love, Caelum. You should be old enough to understand. Is there anything you can do to help?" He pleaded.

"...You didn't know it was love when you saved her at first. Also, I have never had a lover." I answered succinctly, "As for what I can do... well, what's the matter in the first place?"

King and Rose met each other's gaze for a moment.

"There are three problems," King leaned forward and spoke. His tone had a shred of helplessness.

"First, there are those assassins. A few of my underlings have been killed already. I've just realised that they've caught on to my tail." He turned his hands up and down. "You said they were C rank, right?"

"C rank?!" Rose exclaimed, "I thought they were at most at the peak of D... To think there was an organisation of C rank killers... No wonder mother and father..."

I glanced at Rose and pursed my lips. The emotions that leaked out of her slightly trembling lips and wavering eyes tugged at something in my heart. My little creation was still mourning.

My thoughts wandered towards the idea of elaborating on how the King and Queen of Kyokto had been murdered... But King would surely find it a foul topic for me to introduce.

I moved my eyes to the man in question. He was looking at me carefully. I guess Rose would keep her ignorance for now.

I sighed.

"What are the next two? The problem with the assassins is solvable, so don't worry too much. I have a few ideas." I nodded at King, "Your gut is probably telling you something. It is correct. Listen to it. That is what we will be doing... with a few minor adjustments."

King scrunched his brows. "My instinct? I see... I think I understand what you want me to do."

Rose glanced at us, clueless about what was going on.

"...What are you two pertaining to?"

We both looked at her.

"It's a rather long process," I said.

"It'll take time to explain." King followed after me.

"So for now…" I gestured vaguely.

"Right—" King snapped his fingers, "The next problem has to do with something in Rose's possession."

Rose then took out something from her coat. It was a letter. I took one glance at the item and perceived its characteristics. Sight-Sent Senses allowed me to examine it while I sat on my seat.

It smelled of apple-scented candle wax, had a certain nature-inspired rough texture, and tasted bitter.

I did not need that last part. This reminded me that I needed to avoid focusing on things that were a lot less… sanitary. If I accidentally focused on a pile of manure... I shivered at the thought.

I had to control my gaze.

Going back to the topic at hand, I instantly recognized the letter in question.

"Ah, the letter to your aunt, I see."

Originally, it was supposed to be delivered when Rose made it to her destination.

But… King had intercepted her on her journey. Sure, she no longer lost a limb and was relieved of the experience of several near-death situations… But now, important information no longer made it to where it needed to be.

Hearing my words, Rose was quite shocked by my knowledge.

"How did you know?"

"I just know. I even know what's written inside." I then offered out my hand. "Give it to me. I'll deliver it to Mage Cheri."

I could, of course simply tell the C ranked mage about what I knew, but I lacked the credibility. That, and I had no desire to expose the fact that I knew the future to Cheri. Her personality… wasn't something I could deal with at the moment.

Thus, the letter was as pivotal as it originally was. I had to deliver it before she originally got ambushed... which should be before tomorrow night.

Thus, receiving the letter from the hesitant Rose, I sighed again. I wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight.

I pocketed the letter.

"And what's the third problem?"

"Well—" King was about to answer.

"No, wait," I cut him off, "I think I have an idea. Is it about the youngest princess? Is she safe? Did you do anything to change her future?"

King fell silent upon hearing my words.

Rose's expression fell to its lowest point at this moment, "My sister, she… She disappeared."

"Ah..." I covered my face with my hand, "Oh no,"

The youngest princess had most likely been assassinated.

The prodigy of the World's System, Camellia. A future High Human that would survive all the way until the latest chapters. The lady of levels who could influence the world even if she was already dead.

A pillar of humanity.

Without her, a lot more difficulties would fall upon us humans once Ragnarök arrives. A bad ending would come a bit too close for comfort.

Though, there was that slim chance that she was still alive. And for the sake of my plans, I had to grasp at such a possibility even if they were nothing but straws littered on the ground.

"Tell me how she disappeared. Give me every detail you can."