She finally realized what she had done. She had dared to question a noble's legitimacy in the Imperial Palace. [Doly] "......Heuk." The realization hit her that if the Count learned of this mistake, her fate would be sealed. [Becker] "Ah, my Lady, please calm down! Close the door first, and let us speak." Mrs. Becker, conscious of the palace maids, intervened. Funny. She stops me instead of Doly? All Odette had done was open a door, yet Mrs. Becker acted as if she were throwi

A massive, luxurious door painted in deep blue stood proudly before them. Silver hinges added a touch of brilliance to its grandeur. [Odette] "Thank you for guiding me." The room reserved for the hunting competition's victor was the finest suite in the Summer Palace, second only to those occupied by the Emperor, Empress, and Crown Prince. It was a VIP suite opened only for foreign royalty. When she opened the door, the balcony offered a breathtaking view of the sea. The room

He raised his voice deliberately so the Count would hear him. Ulrich focused on the sounds from the West Wing door. [Johan] "I came to offer a prayer." [Ferdinand] "This place is cramped and damp, Your Highness. I recommend a different prayer room. This space is far too narrow for someone as great as yourself." [Johan] "There are many faithful souls in Barzeha. It is a good thing, but it means every prayer room is crowded. Because of that, there is nowhere to speak quietly wi

[Odette] "I do not understand what you want me to confess, Father." [Ulrich] "Do you think I will let this slide? You gained far too much from this hunting competition. Do you intend to claim this was all a coincidence?" [Odette] "What exactly did I gain?" [Ulrich] "Karl is now bound to you, and you became the victor of the Summer Hunting Competition!" The victor of the Athena Island Hunting Competition. It meant becoming the object of public admiration across the Empire. Thi

[Doly] "Lady Odette, come here. The Master has something to say to you." She snatched the wooden box from Odette's arms without asking for permission. Then, she scanned her dress from top to bottom and spoke. [Doly] "But, My Lady. Wearing a dress that bares your shoulders to play the Saintess is a bit much. Others might not know you are a fraud, but don't you know it yourself? It embarrasses me just looking at you." [Odette] "Do—" She cut her off. [Doly] "What was the prize?

The square of the Summer Palace sat on high ground, overlooking the wide-open sea. The night sea and the illuminations created a romantic atmosphere as the victor's laurel wreath ceremony commenced. Odette's current dress evoked the image of an ancient Greek Doric chiton. The gown, baring her shoulders and arms, possessed a clean elegance, while a water-colored lace shawl added a touch of brilliance. [Lize] "People only called them Purifiers after the Industrial Revolution, b

[Karl] "Ensure that I am never treated as anything other than a combat slave." Disappointment clouded the Emperor’s face. Does he intend to remain a slave for the rest of his life? Is that his ultimate ambition? Gregory, the Emperor, looked at Karl as if the boy had lost his mind. [Karl] "For my third wish, grant me quarters nearest to my master. I have lived in a dungeon until now, but I wish to remain as close to her as possible." Gregory leaned back, his patience thinning.

I saved you, but Karl is the one ready to drop you into the abyss. Odette kept the thought locked behind a mask of polite indifference while the Emperor spoke. [Emperor] "I have been far too careless. He was once the Crown Prince of the Empire’s only ally. No matter how much Odette petitioned for it, sentencing him to slavery was excessive. I was in the wrong." A surge of irritation rose in Odette’s throat. Look at this man, speaking so casually while knowing the full truth o

[Impossible Achievement! You have successfully broken Karl’s 'Command'!] [The following rewards have been granted: (1) Recovery of Odette’s lost quests (2) Increased daily 'Loathing' checks (2 → 5)] Odette stared at the shimmering status window with a touch of bewilderment. I didn't expect the Command to actually break. A lifelong, blind devotion to the Fenrir shouldn't have shattered with a single sentence. She had bared her claws and reprimanded him only because she needed

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