Regressor Instruction Manual

Those with limitations should reveal the bottom (1)

Everything was going well.

Charlotte's side was quieter than I expected, leaving behind an unsettling note.

In fact, it was a time when false information that this side had spread to nobles and the public was spreading.

We could see with our own eyes that the imperial control of the 8th throne was rising, but this resulted in the outcome that the 8th throne on Dawan's side shared our will.

It wasn't just a bad situation to say.

Of course, there were several anxiety factors.

That's why Camp Charlotte was even bigger than I thought.

In fact, the speed at which they converged was faster and more volatile than I thought.

The problem was that they weren't really doing anything, but they definitely felt that they were under political pressure.

Supporting Charlia, who was an asshole, meant she had more to lose than she thought.

‘You have no choice. ’

Charlotte Camp isn't just that big.

There was a strange bond between them, and it seemed like they were actually running toward one goal.

Of course, the members themselves were not bad.

Of course, there were those who remained at the camp who thought it would be advantageous just to be in Charlotte's arms, but at least most of the key members were respected by the Imperial people.

‘Novelis Oblige. ’

It was those who practiced it, and there was never a small amount of power that the individual had.

I tried to capture those on the ground, but the process was not easy, of course.

In fact, it was hard to even see the faces of the nobles who were well-connected.

I talked to them in the same church, but the key nobles were avoiding one-on-one meetings with me, and many things were hidden from me.

Charlotte, the human network she has is much wider than I have.

This side, too, naturally thought it needed a force.

I had to be at least about the same size.

That way, we can definitely attract those who stand ambiguous.

The Authenticity of Sharia.

It was natural to continue pushing the frame ’I inherited the blood of the emperor'.

A negative rumor about popcorn publicity to the first princess and an invisible negative rumor to the second princess.

As a result, the painting I wanted was made.

People were gathered and forces were formed.

The problem is that most of the nobles who gathered like this were like garbage.

Their forces are not small at all... but most of the people at Camp Sharia are Old World.

‘Old people like Seolho Lee. ’

Inspirational festivals that are no match for young blood or innovation.

That was the current Camp Charlia.

Of course, the Duchess Kathryn, the Earl Elise, and the owing Earl Casterlock and the young Marlene were sending positive signals, but they were also struggling to make a decision as long as they were in the position of leading a family.

In this situation, all I could do was have Orlot wrap her up.

I had no choice but to show the nobles that she was different.

As I fully understood that this would depend on my fate, I put my pride and effort into it as if I were playing a game of raising a princess.

Of course, Ji-hye was also working hard, but I was sure that I would be more tired than her.

But unlike her, I had to stay close to her.

‘Shuba... ’

In other words, she was in a position to clean up all the urine she was leaking.

It was natural for me to be tired because I had to check my outfit because all grown adults were lacking in maturity, calming, praising and floating.

It wasn't just that.

In addition to work, conversations such as private behavior and questions were lengthening, and it was often felt as she tried to step into this area over time.

Like, what does Cha Hee or Jeong Yan have to do with it?

It was enough to ask him what he thought of himself, but this side with his own wall, what kind of crazy situation could happen?

I had to worry.

Fortunately, there is a difference between her and me.

I thought it might be a hitch to Charlie.

She was proud that she was the blood of a scoundrel.

If you really think that charlia has nothing to do with it, then it really is the blood of the emperor.

Anyway, Charlia is keeping up with this schedule, both sternly and quietly.

The idea of being recognized for her surroundings gives her momentum in her actions.

In fact, Charlie's foreign assessments have completely changed.

It was not a long time, but the first princess built her own self-awareness and even though she was in the middle of the Red Pocket Festival, she also had her own power.

‘It was the most important time. ’

The importance was not enough to emphasize.

This incompetent first lady still stands on the same starting line as Charlotte.

Unlike your own well-organized traffic force, charlia is having a fight inside of the old money bowl.

If it wasn't for Charlia trusting me the most, I would have joined the Red Cross as well.

It was a long story, but for now it was a nodding product.

What I was a little nervous about was how she perceived the situation.

It would have felt like a radical change for Charlia to have done nothing, but I didn't think she would make much of a difference if she knew her subject.

I thought I would at least know as much as I was just standing at the starting point, even if I had my own power and my nose went up.

That was a mistake.

‘Damn it. Damn it! ’

It was my mistake to see a glimmer of hope for this stupid woman.

First Princess Charlia, Duchess Kathryn, Earl Elise and the baby Marlene had a little tea time.

What happened while I was in the bathroom was so unrealistic that I was embarrassed.

‘Stupid bitch. Stupid bitch! "

I had no choice but to realize what Charlotte meant when she said, "People don't change."

This peaceful atmosphere has been hidden away for a long time.

The scene in front of you is full of chaos.

No more or less.

“Gaaaahhhh!”

“Ahhhh!”

The image of the young Marilyn lying on the ground holding her face and the Duchess Kathryn taking care of her is simply unrealistic.

Sharlia was staring down at the child of Marilyn, grumbling about what was so upsetting and annoying, and Earl Elise was also overwhelmed with embarrassment.

After opening the door, the scene I expected was four women laughing and chattering, but who could have imagined making such a mess?

I don't know how this happened, but I could see how the infant Marilyn was rolling on her face.

Stupid charlia with a little teapot.

I can't see what's in the teapot she's holding.

For some reason, Charlia threw away the car that she had with her baby Marlene.

I was so embarrassed that I paused for a moment.

However, the body reacts first to the agonizing screams of the child of Marilyn who has been heard again.

“Ahhhh!! ”

“Dear Marlene! ”

“Lee, the honorary bishop! Th-that's it! How dare you!”

In the meantime, Charlia has been talking to me as if she had arrived just in time, but it was not her that mattered.

After ignoring her words lightly, I immediately took a step towards Marlene Infinity, and when I saw her condition, I immediately lifted her up.

“Servant Aris, Priest... ”

“I've already told them. ”

“Thank you."

‘More incompetent than a maid. ’

Literally more incompetent than a maid.

Seeing me so desperate, I realized what I had done wrong.

I hope that crooked look means something because I've come to realize my mistake.

If you have a crooked face because you don't like this situation, you will want to destroy the chimney with dragon breath potion.

“Lee, Lee Young... It hurts, it hurts! Ugh... Ugh... It hurts. ”

“You just have to be patient. My dear Marlene, no, Lady Aris! I have a Potion in my bag. For now!”

“Ah! Yes! ”

“Duchess Kathryn and Earl Elise take a moment... ”

“Oh... yes. Yes, Your Holiness. ”

I'm not in the position to cover things up.

It is natural that it hurts because it is covered with hot tea all over your face.

Wound healing is possible, but if your eye is injured, you may have a problem.

No, the scars will make it harder to clean up this mess.

Lady Aris starts picking up bags over here.

This situation flashed before at the sight of Earl Elise crying and Duke Kathryn, who was trying to calm Marlene down somehow, biting her lips tightly.

“It hurts. Lee Young…. Ugh... I can't see. Ahhhhh..."

“Your Honor, bear with me a little longer. We'll take care of it now. Priest will be here soon. Everything will be fine. ”

Unlike Charlia, who was watching all of this, Lady Aris handed the potion over like a nurse handing a scalpel, and this side immediately started pouring luxury potions into her face.

It was always valid to carry a potion in case something needed to happen.

“I'm going to spray a bottle on the wound, and I'm going to drink a bottle slowly. It's going to have an analgesic effect, so you'll be fine. ”

‘It has to be okay. ’

“Yes... Yes... Yes... ”

“Slowly open your eyes. ”

“Yes, Wing-young... ”

‘Damn it.'

Although he was not a doctor, it would be obvious to anyone that the eyes of the child of Marlene are not normal now.

I can certainly recover as long as it hasn't been that long ago.

“It's going to sting a little. ”

“Hold me tight, Win-young. Ugh..."

“Yes. Yes. I'll do that.”

You feel the trembling hands of the infantry of Marlin as you squeeze them together.

It is natural to be afraid.

As I slowly put the potion in my eyes, I suddenly feel the energy rushing into my whole body and screaming.

“Ahhhh!”

“You'll be all right, my dear. Hang in there. It's healing. ”

“Yes... Ugh..."

Once again, I lifted up the body of the spirit of Marilyn and immediately ran out the door.

The Duchess Kathryn continues to follow me, and Earl Elise's face is already filled with tears.

Meanwhile, Lady Aris is bringing a priest this way.

The constant screaming of the infant, Marlene, fades away.

The urgent fire is extinguished.

Just then, I felt like the situation was cleared up a bit. I opened my mouth as if I was talking to myself, and I immediately heard the answer.

“For now, I need to move her to a place where she can rest. I think you should get the rest of the treatment from there. ”

“I have a room with His Majesty not far away, so you'd better head that way. Honorable Bishop.”

“Thank you, Duchess Catherine. ”

“It's nothing. because, of course, you do what you have to do. Bishop, is the baby Marilyn all right? ”

“It's going to be okay. It doesn't look like it's going to leave a scar, and the eyes are going to heal. More suddenly.... ”

“It's a long story to explain... but, Sharlia, while the mad - or the Empress - and her spirit were talking together, she suddenly threw a pot of hot water at the dried infant. Marlene didn't do anything rude to Her Majesty. She was just talking about her friendship with the Bishop of Honor... ”

“Ah…. ”

“You're acting so abruptly... I don't even know what that is. I was wondering who Marilyn's spirit was doing to Her Highness… but I can't think of anything. ”

‘Fuck.’

I expected it, but Marilyn Young didn't do anything wrong.

Her mind continues to get complicated as she quickly lies on the bed and the priest pours out divine power.

The two who followed were also very anxious to see the image of the spirit of Marilyn.

Probably the most shocking thing was those two.

It was obvious to both of them that they were starting to see signs of hot water splashing and burning.

It was so urgent that I couldn't afford to take care of myself.

Immediately after seeking understanding, I began to take care of their wounds.

‘We're screwed.'

Completely rolled.

Everything I've suffered so far has become a lie.

I feel like I know why Charlotte hasn't responded actively.

She knew that she had seen her sister the closest.

That if I let First Lady Sharia remain irredeemable and stupid, she will destroy herself.

‘Dammit! That's fucked up. We're screwed!'