I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 307

Chapter 307 Chapter Excerpt 101 Marquis Mays (Part 2)
“Father…”
“Ig, I’ve mentioned Rubiel before.”
Marquis Mays’s voice held little inflection, but Ig felt the emotions flickering in the gaze fixed upon him. “Even if you haven’t told me, you should know that place was once Lord Oran’s territory… As for his identity, I believe I don’t need to mention it.”
Father had a past with Senior Oran… When he mentioned Rubiel, he would naturally think of the Blood Duke of that year, and Father knew that the King’s daughter, Princess Charle, had also gone there. Who else besides the “Blood Wings” of that year would have caused the King’s men to be dispatched?
Moreover, I had admitted earlier that I broke through to Silver in that place. I should have realized.
A string of thoughts flashed through Ig’s mind. Clearly, it was not difficult for Marquis Mays to guess his relationship with Duke Oran.
The Marquis lowered his gaze, looking at the young man’s face. “Lord Oran was once Senior Lott’s sword-fighting teacher. His status and position, a hundred years ago, were far beyond that of the current king, yet he perished under the old Sacred Sword… At that time, what came to my mind was that saying: ‘A king’s authority should be supreme.'”
Ig fell silent. Marquis Mays had clearly been sarcastic, yet his words were quite easy to understand.
The current King of Peka had ascended the throne due to his merits in the Demon Race War. To consolidate his power, he naturally could not allow anyone’s brilliance to surpass his… Moreover, as king, it was not unthinkable for him to eliminate dissidents.
“Father, I understand.” It was only after a long while that Ig moved his lips and spoke.
“It is enough that you understand. History and legends are left to the rulers to smear and alter, adding brilliance to their crowns; however, even if words can warp metal, for the deceased, honor and infamy are merely nothingness.”
“Ig, Senior Lott left his sword in your hand, but I believe he would not wish to see you act bravely for such a vain reputation.”
Marquis Mays patted the young man’s shoulder, indicating for him to put away End, and continued, “You mentioned Edgeworth earlier. Indeed, not only him and Vicena, but recently, I, in my capacity as Marquis Mays, have invited over ten Saint Ranks and many lords of the southern territory.”
Ig raised his eyes. “Could it be, Father, because of the Church of the Dead Word and grandfather?”
“It seems you already know.”
Marquis Mays smiled, stood up, and walked with his hands behind his back to the tall window with a silver frame, saying, “Indeed, this group of heretics has been lurking in Lorinc. Their background appears to be not to be underestimated. Old Ward was likely caused by them as well. This is indeed the reason I brought it up.”
“Ward” was the name of the former clan leader of the Landischlofen family. Clearly, Marquis Mays was not close to him, hence he addressed him by his given name. Ig noticed that Marquis Mays used the word “reason.”
However, since this involved the important affairs of over ten Saint Ranks, and Marquis Mays did not continue to elaborate, the young man naturally would not be foolish enough to inquire further.
“Father, on the way back to Lorinc, we also saw traces of Vicena’s battle. According to Miss Verafia, that Necromancer is still the one who awakened the residual domain of the Black-winged Monarch at Grand Highland… and that person also seems to have a connection with the Magic Monarch of Harklandton.”
Ig followed the Marquis’s tall figure as he walked closer to the window. After hesitating for a moment, he continued to speak, “Father, do you think that people like Yagmein have any relation to them?”
“If you are asking whether the Church of the Dead Word might collude with the forces behind this Necromancer, the possibility is not small, but as for Yagmein and his group, based on my assessment of them, they absolutely do not have the audacity to collude with the heretics of the Church of the Dead Word.”
Marquis Mays’s voice was not without contempt. He turned to look at Ig again and then smiled. “However, I just heard you mention that young lady’s name again. This Verafia, could she be that Bl you have beside you?”
“…You know?”
“The rumor that ‘the son of Marquis Mays is accompanied by a Bl’ is not just circulating in Lorinc.”
Ig thought to himself, ‘If you little phoenix like to show off so much, then so be it. Now there are quite a few people who know you are a phoenix, aren’t they afraid of being caught and having their feathers plucked, and drinking phoenix blood every day?’
“Before you came in, I faintly sensed a fluctuation from you that wasn’t there before you left. I presume it must be this Miss Phoenix who left that fluctuation on you. Ig, may I ask about her relationship with you?”
Ig looked up at the Marquis. The Marquis’s gaze was concerned.
The black-haired young man subtly shifted his right hand. Even though there was no abnormality at this moment, he still felt a warmth from the subtle sense of misplacedness. Ig knew the magnificent and fiery Flame Mark on it.
This was the trace left by Verafia… or rather, the connection.
Ig couldn’t help but recall the feeling of trembling fear when he slept at first, as if he were sleeping next to a bomb that could explode at any moment. At that time, he wished he could rush home immediately to have his father deal with the threat left by this willful Miss Phoenix.
Thinking of the past with Verafia, a slight smile involuntarily appeared on Ig’s lips. Ig looked up at the Marquis:
“Miss Verafia saved me once. If it weren’t for her, I would have probably died long ago.”
“It seems that this Miss Phoenix’s relationship with you is not shallow. However, it is truly a pity that Bern did not let her come with you.”
Seeing the young man’s expression, relief bloomed in Marquis Mays’s eyes, but he did not show much of it, saying impassively.
Ig always felt that his father’s gaze seemed somewhat unusual, but for the moment, he couldn’t figure out how to describe it.
“Shiel is taking Miss Vera to tour Lorinc. However, Father, Veer, after all, is a legendary phoenix, and she is not very old, so she might have her share of young lady’s temper. If she were to meet you, she might retort to you.”
After hesitating for a moment, Ig chose to preemptively prepare Marquis Mays. He was truly afraid that this young lady would be unrestrained in front of his father.
“What is this? Your father still has some tolerance, let alone for a phoenix?”
Marquis Mays shook his head and smiled. However, seeing that Ig was either pretending to be foolish or oblivious, he did not expose him, and even deliberately omitted the words “beside you” from his last sentence.
Ig thought to himself, ‘If you were also ordered around by this phoenix for over half a year without any reason, let’s see if you still have tolerance.’
However, speaking of Verafia, Ig remembered the conditions he had promised to “trick” this little phoenix home, and couldn’t help but ask:
“By the way, Father, I remember the family collected a Crimson Flame Flower?”