Chapter 77: Caroline Augustus Milverton


    Im not sure if you fully understand the implications of what you have just said.


    Amid the chilling silence, a stern voice peeked out from behind the veil.


    Are you perhaps underestimating the power of the royal family? It seems to me that Miss Mycrony didnt properly exin what transpires in the shadows of the British government to you.


    Excuse me, but I believe I understand the implications perfectly well.


    Then I assume youre also aware of what will happen if you leave this room as it stands?


    Im not so sure about that though.


    As I scratched my head and said those words, the woman behind the veil slightly tilted her head to the side.


    You just need to understand that, no matter how hard you try and what power you use, if you walk out of this room right now, you wont be able to live past today.


    What if I just take you hostage right now, Princess?


    Im not sure what makes you say that, but Im not a princess.


    Do you really expect me to believe that when the royal knights and guards are surrounding the building with their senses sharp for any signs of oddity, and there are numerous snipers with their weapons locked on me as we speak?


    The moment I said those words, she straightened her back and sighed.


    And youre telling me that you, with that knowledge, still chose to act so in front of royalty?


    All the more reason for me to take you hostage right now, dont you think?


    Thats too reckless.


    Please note that if I see you raising your hand or sending a signal, I will attack immediately. So, please consider your next actions.


    Hearing me whisper so with a slightly stern expression, a smallugh emanated from behind the veil.


    Indeed, you are a savage, just as Ive heard.


    .


    But if you keep running wild, as you have, you might end up as a disy showpiece in my room someday.


    The fairly rxed voice that followed was filled with the unmistakable dignity and authority of royalty.


    Judging by her words and attitude, her confidence seemed to be well-founded, quite unlike the opponents Ive been dealing with so far.


    Isaac Adler. Apologize for insulting Her Majesty immediately and obey hermand.


    The royal family is already aware of everything you and the professor have been up to. Of course, weve already prepared a countermeasure.


    Sure enough, seeing my momentary silence, she began making some dizzying remarks, all directed at me.


    With a simplemand, all the military power that the British Empire can mobilize will trample you down and crush youpletely. Weve alreadye to an agreement with the prime minister regarding this stance, so you must make your choice with utmost haste.


    As a British citizen, choose who to serve as your queen right this instance.


    I felt a chill run down my spine and cold sweat began leaking out of my body.


    But, I have only one queen.


    Still, my response was the same as ever.


    No matter how many times you ask, my answer will be the same.


    And thus, silence ensued for a while.


    I dont understand.


    Sitting in my chair, I swallowed dryly,pletely ignoring the killing intent surging from behind me. At that moment, the princess voice, a mix of confusion and frustration, leaked out from behind the veil.


    Just saying that youll follow Her Majesty would have been enough to save your life.


    .


    Werent you forced to join that professor? Why would you miss such a good opportunity to get rid of her, that too with the support of the royal family?


    Quietly gazing at her silhouette, I replied in a low and deep voice.


    I cant betray the entity Ive created.


    Pardon?


    Simply speaking, I was unable to summarize the myriad of strange feelings I harbored toward Professor Jane Moriarty.


    As a creator, I cant betray my creation.


    Is that how it is?


    Therefore, as I blurted out the most trivial reasoning that came to my mind, the voice before me grew far chillier than before.


    Perhaps I have been misreading this scenario from the very beginning.


    What are you talking about?


    The one that needs to be eliminated has been you. You were the mastermind behind everything all along.


    The hostility in her voice was so palpable that my body began to tremble on its own.


    An average university professor who had shown no noteworthy movement, until recently of course, suddenly became a notable figure in the mathematical world, and at the same time, she started making a name for herself in the criminal underworld.


    .


    Her sudden appearance was so abrupt that my informants couldnt make heads or tails of the situation. But now, I fully understand the reason behind everything.


    Suddenly, it felt like the thick killing intent surrounding the building was now focused all on me.


    The one who shaped her from a raw gem, it was none other than you, wasnt it?


    Hmm.


    You were the orchestrator, not the professor, from the very start. Since I misinterpreted the origin, no matter how much I moved people it wouldnt have resolved anything.


    I felt like vomiting due to the extreme tension in the atmosphere, but still, I merely responded with a leisurely smile.


    You have a pretty good head above your shoulders, dont you, Princess?.


    Should you be epting it that easily?


    The professor is just following my orders. Even if you kill her, unless you kill me too, London will turn into a war zone sooner orter.


    Though her expression was hidden, I could imagine the princess eyes narrowing behind the veil.


    It appears to me now that we should be capturing you instead of the professor.


    Well, why dont you try it right now? Lets see if I can attack you, escape from this ce, by using you as a hostage, and then mobilize my colleagues scattered all over London before I am captured or annihted. I am dying to find out if I can pull it off; seems quite thrilling.


    If you dont want to start a game of tag with the fate of London at stake, lets negotiate, Princess.


    Calcting all possible reactions of the princess to my threat, I silently threw a gambit.


    Surely we can find apromise that satisfies us both.


    And then, silence descended between us once again.


    Hmm


    As I desperately tried to hide the frantic beating of my heart, the only sound echoing inside the silent room were thoseing from behind the veil


    I apologize, but I dont think that would be possible


    A momentter, the princesss firm response made me close my eyes tightly.


    Therefore, it is probably time for me to deliver Her Majestys real orders to you.


    However, her subsequent words were quite different from what I had expected toe out of her mouth.


    Are you saying that the Queen didnt order to eliminate the professor?


    That was actually a personal request of mine. I am the only one in the royal family who noticed your suspicious activities.


    .


    Of course, since it was a personal request, I couldnt mobilize the royal army against you. At least, its fortunate that I now have the assurance that you are definitely nning something behind the scenes.


    Momentarily, I couldnt help but feel stunned by her words.


    I wasnt sure which princess she was, but wouldnt Britains future be quite bright if she became the next queen?


    So, what are the real orders?


    Hehe.


    When I asked the question, my ego slightly bruised due to being yed like a puppet, the princess chuckled and seemingly put her hand into the pocket of her dress.


    <i> Rustle</i>


    A momentter, a slender, pale hand slipped out from the veil, cing something before me.


    This


    As the hand retreated back into the veil, a photograph immediately came into view.


    Who is this?


    I didnt think that you wouldnt recognize her.


    As I gazed at the unidentified figure in the photograph and asked said question, the princess responded with a faint hint of disbelief in her voice.


    Caroline Augustus Milverton. Dont you know her?


    Ah.


    Only then did I realize the identity of the figure in the photo.


    Of course I do.


    Caroline Augustus Milverton.


    In the Sherlock Holmes novels, she was a viinous character known as Charles Augustus Milverton a heinous maniptor who controlled the weaknesses of the elites of Londons upper ss.


    In the original story, he manipted Holmes and Watsons ns, and even ckmailed them, forcing them to break into his mansion. A formidable and intimidating viin indeed.


    Because of this backstory from the original story, the gender-bent version of him, Caroline, was adapted in the gal game being developed by ourpany as one of the top mid-bosses.


    Of course, you should know. Theres a famous joke that if half the women in London belong to Isaac Adler, then half the men belong to her, isnt there?


    Is there really such a rumor going around?


    The problem here is that its not a joke or a rumor, its a clear fact.


    Of course, having originally targeted the famous women in society, the gender-bent version of the viin was thus targeting the male counterpart, as the princess just described.


    Anyway, I believe that you have slowly realized by now as to why I showed you her picture.


    You want me to take care of her?


    One of Her Majestys honorable acquaintances is in quite the predicament because of her.


    With her background information in mind, I asked the question and the princess cold voice returned in response.


    Judging by the honorifics you use for this acquaintance, the person must be royalty as well?


    Dont bother digging deeper into this matter.


    Well, understood.


    Nodding my head quietly, I picked up the photograph that was put on the desk.


    What exactly should I do with her?


    Neutralize her. Dont worry about the means, you can do anything you see fit to take her out.


    I never imagined that I would be asked by the royal family, of all people, to advise on a crime.


    As long as you carry out the orders of Her Majesty, your actions will not be deemed as a crime.


    At her words, I chuckled and got up from my seat, as did the princess.


    Keep this in mind


    The woman, seemingly wearing a long robe, nced at me and spoke from behind the veil.


    That Im keeping a close eye on your suspicious activities in London.


    You will have to correct the impure schemes you are harboring as soon as possible.


    Hearing her, a question immediately popped into my head.


    If youre so wary of me, why havent you revealed my secrets to anyone yet?


    If it werent for the business regarding Caroline, I would have reported your activities to Her Majesty the Queen long ago.


    If it were me, I would have still told her, just in case, you know?


    To that question, the princess merely replied in a calm and dignified voice.


    I have the perfect card in my hand, a card I can use to control and keep you to myself. Why would I let others have a piece of it.


    Are you nning to use me in the internal power struggle of the royal family?


    Not necessarily for that reason alone, though you arent inurate in your reasoning.


    And with that, she began walking towards the secret door beyond the veil.


    Then, is there another reason?


    Well, youre quite handsome, arent you?


    As the princess left those words behind and stepped through the secret door, her figure hidden throughout, the palpable tension in the surroundings quickly vanished as though it were a lie.


    Thest statement must be a joke, right?


    Thinking about how the princesses of the 19th century were also good at making jokes, I silently headed toward the door at the back of the room.


    ..?


    As I opened the door, I was taken aback by the sight before me, my eyes widening and head tilting to the side.


    Professor?


    Professor Moriarty was awkwardly standing there, receiving the icy gaze of Charlotte, who was sitting on the sofa across from her.


    Didnt you say you wouldnt follow us?


    .


    As I looked at her in clear confusion and moved toward her, Professor Moriarty subtly averted her gaze, avoiding my eyes.


    <i> Swish..</i>.


    In her slightly awkward state, she imperceptibly extended her hand to me. As I casually extended my palm as well, she gently ced something on top.


    A gift, for you.


    There were as many as three pieces of sugar cubes, which she loved to eat, ced on my palm.


    Thank you?


    Mr. Adler.


    While I was scratching my head, putting it in my mouth while smiling awkwardly, I heard Charlottes icy tone from behind.


    What is that picture on your hand?


    She was looking at the photo of a rather elegant woman, ced in my other hand.


    This is


    Immediately, a light bulb lit up in my head.


    Its the subject of a bet.


    The eyes of both Charlotte and Professor Moriarty began to glow ominously at the same time after hearing my words.


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    Meanwhile, at that moment


    Miss, Count Winston has contacted us to request a meeting with you.


    Decline it.


    In a darkened room, a woman sat in an armchair, resting her chin on her hand as she stared nkly at the picture in her hand.


    I have been informed that if you refuse to meet him, there will be troubles regarding your safety, miss


    I dont care.


    Soon after, a cold voice leaked out of her lips.


    I have already chosen a new target.


    Reflected in her eyes was the image of a boy with golden hair.


    Surely, you dont mean Isaac Adler now, do you?


    Hehe.<hr>


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