Fate.

How can fate be so cruel?

I accepted the fact that I’ve been sold out -- I even punished a pervert who assaults women!

If I wasn’t pitiful enough for fate to show sympathy for me, then I don’t know who is!

Not only that, I strangely woke up without a single scratch.

But that doesn’t matter!!

The pain in my heart is a thousand times more painful than any physical injury I could have received!!!

More so when I immediately went to a Crystal-Shop--I inquired from Luke two days ago, only to realize that it’s the only store here who sells games and anything related to them--Only to find out that they sold out! Not only that, the game company itself also refused to make any new copies. Why? They wanted their game to reach legendary status by only releasing limited quantity of their game!

I WANT MY UNTIL SUNSET!!

Call me a maniac, but if my eyes did not turn red from rage, then what will?

So be it. I shall avenge my game, and decorate that perverted duke and his grandchild’s guts on it’s tomb!

“Achoo!”

What a sudden sneeze.

Am I going to turn sick? Is to from the rage?

Don’t belittle a man’s wrath!!!

I intended to have the old man compensate for me, but he is in the imperial palace for the next few days, or so said the head butler of the residence.

I immediately thought of a bomb. I asked the woman what she thought on the matter before she was sent to the healing center, and she agreed that it is a possibility.

She was, of course, injuries said bomb. Why? She protected me with her body.

She dashed on top of my body, and before she could set a barrier to protect the both of us, some ruble fell on her...and, well, she broke an arm.

So I guess this is revenge for hurting her as well?

Ah, who cares!

I shall wipe the floor with that perverted duke and his cross-dressing grandson!!!

They dared to mess with the wrong person!

“To begin with, the timing was simply too perfect. Too perfect, too perfect!! Just as we were talking about spies, the bomb went out and caused everything to crash!”

It was obvious that it wasn’t set to kill, but rather to destroy my games!

The spy was the one who probably set it.

Am I going to go after the spy?

Nope.

Why?

Because there might be more than a single spy!

Am I going to punish them all? Why do I need to do that?

I’ll simply use them!

This is all a game, a simple game!!

They simply had the first move -- they’re the white pieces so to say!!!

Speaking about white pieces, don’t you think that’s racist?

I mean, why does the white piece have the first move -- an obvious advantage against the black pieces?!

I will let them know that a simple disadvantage is nothing against me.

Trick me, humiliate me, attempt to rape me, and I won’t get this angry...but dare to ruin the love of my life, and you’re done for, understand?!?!

“Tell me everything you know about duke Arthur.”  I said to the the head butler.

The head butler is actually quite and aged person, appearing to be in the end of his sixth decade. It seems as if he served the Archduke since he was little--obviously, he was together with him before he even has been appointed the position of the capital’s archduke.

The old butler looks to be pretty frail, shivering from time to time.

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His bald head reflected the sun light that is coming through the glass window, and straight to my eyes.

“Haah...Young miss, I’m sorry, but I do not know anything about duke Arthur except for public knowledge -- Perhaps even less...”

That’s what they all say at first!

I’ve already smelled the fishiness that’s coming out of your body. An old man like you, gaining a few coins in the side would be perfect, wouldn’t it?

Am I going mad? Is this how a madman acts?

Just wait and see, you’ll soon agree with me that he’s a rat!

You see, the most trustworthy person is usually the one who’s the spy, alright? Just wait, I’ll throw a bait. Let’s see if he can bite it.

I took out a single gold coin, and then said, “Aww, and here I thought I could reward you for your help...”

The old man’s dim eyes brightly shone--brighter than the reflected sun out of his bald head--and eerily licked his dry lips, “If you want...I can share with you my humble public knowledge?”

As he said that, he moved his hand to grab the gold coin.

I retrieved the gold coin before he could catch it, “This is a reward for your public knowledge. Aren’t I generous? And seeing as this is a reward...talk first.”

I told you he smelled fishy! I told you he was a rat!! These dark eyes of mine did not fail me at all!!!

“You see,” I continued before he could start speaking, “I did something horrible to the duke’s grandson, something really horrible. So please, don’t try to hide anything, would you?”

The old man’s eyes flashed, and a greedy smile appeared in his face, “Duke Arthur is an esteemed White Knight. His preferable weapons is knuckles, gloves, and everything fist related. He really doesn’t associate himself with politics much, but instead married a royal to raise in the ranks. His rarity in the imperial court made him instead mysterious, and is rather pretty popular...almost no one sees him in a bad light. Of course, that’s all above the table!”

Yeah, don’t know anything my arse!

“He deeply cares about honor and face. He cares about his image, and resents everything that might ruin it...Oh yes, he’s also known to be pretty merciless.”

“Oh. Thanks a lot~”

As I said that, I threw a coin at him, turned around, and walked away.

“H-hey, this is a copper coin!”

The geezer shouted.

“Well yeah, don’t you know that silence is of gold? A crook like you, who can’t keep his lips sealed, can’t possibly get his hands on gold this easily.”

“G-going by what you said, then isn’t speech of silver?!”

“Unfortunately for you, I don’t have any silver on me~”

The copper coin came as change from the crystal gear’s shopping two days ago, after all.

I continued to do the same with at least half of the servants in the old man’s residence, before calling it a day and heading back to bed.

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Author note: I'll probably write another chapter before going to bed, just like yesterday~!

Why don't I fuse them together, and simply post them together as one big chapter? Well, first of all, i'm busy. Second of all, seeing that word count in the far bottom left of my screen makes me lazy. I can't write a chapter more than 2k words without getting lazy~