I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage 2-28. Behind The Scenes Of The Stage

Deep underground, where even moonlight cannot reach.

In a dimly lit room where only flickering lamps illuminated the space,

Reina and I were making the final confirmations of our plan.

This place must hold some nostalgia for Reina as well.

Though, I doubt she’s one to indulge in emotions.

“Everything is properly prepared, correct?”

“…Yes, it is proceeding without delay.”

“I see, I see. It’s been ten years since I picked you up and raised you.

Finally, the time has come for you to be of use to me. Do it right.”

“…I offer my deepest gratitude.”

I wonder what Reina is thinking beneath that mask-like, emotionless face.

Now that there’s a ‘vessel’ to replace her, one might expect more of a reaction…

but, well, in the end, she’s just a puppet.

Creepy, isn’t she?

…Well, it’s fine. I’ll only need to keep her around for a bit longer.

“This time, I will capture Mashiro Riche.”

Opportunities this favorable are rare for me.

A land like the Kingdom of Lambdave, where anything can be manipulated.

A secluded island nation, far from other countries’ interference.

And the only skilled people are that academy headmaster who thinks I’m an ally.

It’s a perfect setup for abducting Mashiro Riche.

The only concern is that brat’s unknown skills… right.

If he hadn’t kept Mashiro Riche close, this would have been far simpler.

Constantly interfering with my plans…!

“Seriously… If you’d gained more of Vellet’s trust, you might’ve gotten closer.”

“…I sincerely apologize.”

“It’s fine. I never expected much from that front anyway.”

Not many would be interested in someone without even a trace of charm.

Especially considering the girls Vellet surrounds himself with.

“…The time is near. My ambition is finally within reach.”

I can feel my life drawing to an end.

It has always been known that powerful magicians live short lives.

Losing abilities I once had due to aging is more terrifying than any battlefield.

I don’t want it. I still want to live. I want to wield my power fully.

I want to return… to the prime of my youth.

“…On the final day, you know what you must do, correct?”

“Of course. I have not forgotten your orders. He is—”

“—Indeed. Make sure you accomplish it.”

“…Yes. My life is for you, Master.”

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