The Returnee Noble Lady Attacks His Majesty the Dragon Emperor

erased his own.
Although he appeared like an easygoing sort of guy, he was actually competent.
Vissel must had guessed Hadith’s intentions.

“…Before that, let me affirm a few things about the Dragon Princess.
It seems that she was the fiancée of Prince Geraldo.”

“What!? I haven’t heard of that, Hadith!!”

“I, is that true!? Then how did you manage to bring Jill here, Hadith!?”

Turning towards Listeard and Elynsia, Hadith tilted his neck.

“Did I forget to tell you? Sure, there was indeed a time where Prince Geraldo tried to propose to Jill.”

Towards Hadith, who basically confirmed it, Elynsia was at loss for words.
Listeard grew pale.

“But, before she could be proposed to, Jill escaped.
Therefore, considering her as Prince Geraldo’s fiancée is strange when in fact, it was one-sided.”

“You’re merely grasping at straws, Hadith.
Most likely, she’s a spy sent by Kratos—no, that’s the only possibility.”

“Hey… wait a minute, Vissel.
I get why you’re doubting Jill.
I’m surprised, too.
However, the entire time Hadith had been banished from the imperial capital, Jill stayed with him.
The reason Hadith is safe and sound is also thanks to her.
Therefore, I doubt that—”

Vissel asked Elynsia, who tried to cover for Jill, with cold eyes.

“—What if becoming the Dragon Princess was her goal all along? That way, she could get her hands on the sacred treasures.
Afterwards, she’ll bring said sacred treasures back to Kratos.
In fact, letting her go to Radea would only aid said purpose.”

Vissel’s hypothesis was wonderful and didn’t seem to only stem from his dislike for Listeard.
His assumption would indeed make it difficult to send Jill as the Dragon Princess to Radea.

“Now, not only is the territory of Radea occupied, the Kratos army is also about to invade.
Can this be dismissed as mere coincidence? Is that girl really irrelevant to all this?”

Murmurs began to rise from the surroundings.
Perhaps feeling guilty, Elynsia pursed her lips and refrained from saying anything more.

Well then, what should he do?

Perhaps impatient with Hadith, who was indulging in his own thoughts, Vissel pushed forward.

“At this very moment, as we’re talking, she might as well be executing her own scheme—”

“—Dorryaaaaaa—!!!!”

Vissel’s voice was interrupted by a brave shout and the sound of the glass window being struck.

With a splendid kick, Hadith’s adorable bride jumped in from the window.

Aah, for some reason, I’m no longer surprised.

Some of his plans had been ruined.

Regardless, he liked the sight of Jill, who was free, strong, and cool.

Hadith, with his elbows on the armrest of the chair, relaxed his expression and smiled.