Azphira Tales

How did she know? [Odette] "That is why you became my slave, isn't it? You thought if you won my favor and I led you out of the Empire, you could bring about its total ruin." His face went blank. His mind calculated the risks with lightning speed. It would be better to kill this woman. Since she had unmasked his intentions, seduction was no longer an option. His plan to spirit away the Purifier cleanly had evaporated. Killing both the Emperor and this woman here would acceler

To secure the best ending in Johan's route within The Only Savior, Charlotte had to emerge as the victor of the Athena Island hunting competition. A commoner required over five hundred points of fame to become the Crown Princess. Winning this event—and having her face minted onto silver coins for every citizen to see—was the only way to bridge that gap. Odette recalled a specific conversation from that game episode: <Last year's competition ended abruptly when assassins attac

[Lilienthal] "I've heard the rumors of your ill-temper from the servants before...... but this is quite peculiar. Whenever I ask for a source, they all claim to have heard it from Lady Odette's own maids. If Count Albrecht treasures his daughter as much as they say, why hasn't he dismissed these maids?" Another lady nodded in agreement. [Lady A] "Now that you mention it, it is strange. Even if that maid were a mere junior, her behavior just now was monstrously rude. But she's

Karl lunged, heavy restraints rattling, aiming straight for Zion's throat. [Zion] "My, my. Such terrible manners for a student. A pupil like you requires corporal punishment." He blocked the boy with effortless grace. [Zion] "Actually, this works out. The simplest way to extinguish an aura is to beat someone within an inch of their life." Karl was fast, heavy-handed, and possessed the lethal edge of a monster, but Zion was S-class—the God's Beast. He carried far more experien

Before the rain fully subsided, Zion summoned his carriage. He intended to let the bloodless Odette find some measure of rest. She must be in shock. After a long, heavy silence, the woman spoke, her voice thick with exhaustion. [Odette] "Did you report the truth about my parents to His Majesty the Emperor?" [Zion] "No. Only you and I know." [Odette] "Do you plan to?" [Zion] "Not at all." He grappled with a simmering anxiety—a fear that his feelings might be something as point

[Zion] "Share this umbrella, or watch the butterfly you sheltered crumble into dust." [Odette] "Your Excellency!" She bit her lip. What is this lunatic playing at? [Zion] "You know I am a Transcendent. Shall I demonstrate how easily I can grind this creature into microscopic grains?" [Odette] "Let it go." [Zion] "I might even treat you to a spectacle where every butterfly beneath this silk canopy spontaneously plummets to the earth. No Imperial law forbids the use of abilitie

[Ulrich] "It is the family manor. As you know, the estate holds immense historical value—" [Zion] "I have plenty of those." [Ulrich] "Then, perhaps the casino building itself as collateral—" [Zion] "Collateral. Not buildings. How about a person instead?" Under Imperial law, human beings could serve as collateral. Slavery still persisted within the Empire's borders. The destitute often traded their freedom for coin, promising their very bodies as "debt slaves" if they failed t

Two weeks had passed since the social season opened its curtains. With the major indoor events concluded, only one grand spectacle remained for the summer: the "Tour of Athena Island." Athena Island lay at the southernmost tip of the Empire's vast territory. It housed a breathtaking summer palace where the Emperor was mandated to spend at least one week every year, accompanied by high-ranking nobles. This tradition served a political purpose. If the rulers remained secluded i

Courtney flailed, a desperate scream clawing at her throat, but the thick cloth gag stifled every sound. In the manor, the hierarchy had shifted overnight. Paula had already been dragged away to begin her penance at the laundry, while Mrs. Becker gleefully claimed the Countess' office. Amidst the upheaval, Doly trembled. If I hadn't confessed the Madam's transgressions earlier, I would be next. She knew she was nothing more than a common fly to the cold-hearted Count. She had

A clean handkerchief served as a poor substitute for a dirty napkin, yet Odette considered it a luxury Courtney did not deserve. Despite this small mercy, the housekeeper's eyes remained flooded with a sense of rank injustice. Odette mocked her internally, turning her gaze toward the woman who still clung to Paula. [Sasha] "Not Paula. I have never begged you for anything, but I am begging you now." [Ulrich] "Sasha." [Sasha] "Not when you drained my dowry for your failing busi

But...... one single problem will gnaw at his mind. [Ulrich] "I do not understand. She went straight to the villa from the ball. How did she get her hands on the key in my pocket?" There it was. The inevitable question. He knew he had never shared a space with Paula, making it impossible for her to reach the dungeon key hidden in his coat. She spoke, her voice trembling with feigned hesitation. [Odette] "Father, I hesitate to speak, but I do not believe she acted alone. It se

The scene mirrored the coachman's testimony with haunting accuracy. [Ulrich] "Is that woman—no, is the child alive?" He corrected himself mid-sentence, catching the suspicious glint in his servant's eye. Too many witnesses stood present to allow his usual disdain to slip. [Ferdinand] "Odette! Odette!" Ferdinand sprinted to her side and struck her back with a heavy hand. [Odette] "Cough! Hack!" Water surged from her lungs, and Ferdinand let out a jagged breath of relief. He ho

[Ulrich] "I shall ask you again, Sasha. Do you undeniably believe that letter existed?" Since before their marriage, he had treated her as an inferior. He had made his dissatisfaction blatant at their wedding, followed by a relentless string of affairs. He was the first to lead the mockery when the social circles ridiculed her. And yet, I still considered that man the father of my son. Sasha believed that her son and the small world within this mansion were all she had gained

[Karl] "Actually, no one has ever scolded me. I have never been forgiven, either." [Odette] "......" It was bizarre. This boy, who usually wore a mask of stone, now displayed the most human expression she had ever seen. His genuine smile—something absent from her previous life, this life, and even the original game—unfolded before her. she [Odette] "......I hope your next wish has nothing to do with the Fenrir. I hope it is a wish for yourself." [Karl] "Master?" [Odette] "You

She opened her eyes to find herself in a cavernous bedroom. Bear furs draped the stone walls, their glass eyes staring into the void. Where am I? She turned, her gaze landing on a massive window. Beyond the glass, endless snowy fields stretched into the horizon, swallowed by a relentless blizzard. [Odette] "Is this...... inside the Royal Palace of the Fenrir Kingdom?" She traced the rough-hewn stone of the walls. Despite her thin dress, the biting chill of the north failed to

[Odette] "What are you doing? You should leave." [Karl] "Am I still beautiful to you, Master? Am I still your most precious possession?" Though he was only seventeen—younger than the other male leads—Karl possessed a gravity that demanded attention. [Odette] "......Yes. Of course." [Karl] "Then I understand even less. You finally held your desire in your hand. Why did you try to take your own life?" He spoke with a dry, hollow voice as he knelt before her. He brushed a stray