Mynovel Chapter 268
Chapter 268
Chapter 268
17. Question
Ah? Found out already?
Well, being discovered was quite normal anyway.
Since Sheffy had just decided to use a super-tier magic, she had never intended to continue hiding her identity. Even if she did, it wouldn’t be credible.
Besides, when she had originally used the identity of “Shaya,” the purpose had been to make it easier to act while staying with Xiarette in the Kingdom of Aurus. Now that she had already lured… ahem, invited Xiarette to the Demon Domain, there was no longer any meaning in continuing the disguise.
At the very least, there was no need to keep up appearances in front of that old king.
Since there were questions to be asked, she would first need to offer the corresponding honesty.
First, she should admit that she was indeed not of the human race.
“Father King, why did you say Miss Shaya isn’t human? She is human. It’s not like only those who do human things count as human!”
“Hey.”
Livra.
What your Father King meant was “I am not of the human race.”
Not “I am not human.”
You really know how to omit things.
Also, you’re the one who doesn’t do human things!
I’ve figured it out—you really can’t take even the slightest grievance. The moment you get the chance to complain, you deliberately retaliate when things are already at the brink, huh.
Just wait and see if I don’t use Teleportation to make you throw up on the way back.
Queen Maqiya forcefully smacked Livra on the head, the gentle mother issuing a warning for her not to interrupt.
Livra clutched her buzzing head and obediently crouched on the ground.
And on Sheffy’s side…
Dark light had already begun to coil around her body.
A terrifying pressure, devoid of any magic power yet suffocating, spread throughout the entire bedchamber.
The flames of the candles flickered without wind, and the great doors shut on their own—despite no external force pushing them, the strength was perfectly controlled.
In the end.
A black feather, like thick black snow, gently drifted down onto the bedchamber curtains.
Celt Aurus frowned, and Queen Maqiya unconsciously tightened her grip on the treasured sword in her hand, as if facing a great enemy.
They had already guessed as much—most likely correct—but when the truth was actually placed before them, that abruptness still brought an indescribable tightness to the chest.
When Livra raised her head again—
“Miss Shaya” was already gone.
In her place stood a six-winged, silver-haired royal princess, slightly lifting the hem of her black dress with her fingertips as she performed a curtsy, smiling politely as she greeted them.
“Allow me to greet you again, Your Majesty the King of Aurus. I am the First Demon Princess, Sheffy Harl. At the same time, I am also the orphan girl known as Shaya. We have met before—apologies for the long lapse in greetings; I am deeply uneasy.”
She spoke of unease.
Yet the calm and distinguished smile on her face had nothing to do with panic.
This almost tangible sense of oppression made it hard for the king and queen to feel at ease—they were both worried whether their daughter had been frightened.
But what they did not know was…
Within Livra’s eyes, which reflected that elegant figure, there was not only admiration—there was also an overwhelming fluttering affection!
Wuwu, Miss Shaya was really amazing. When she messed around, she was truly mischievous, but when she got serious, she was genuinely so cool!
I want to hug her… ah, I really want to hug her. I want to hug her until that elegance collapses, to hold her until she returns to that shy and playful state. If that happened, how wonderful would that be…!
“Your Majesty, please discipline your daughter properly. I am not very satisfied with Livra Aurus’s recent behavior. If the situation becomes serious, I will, in my capacity as a princess of the Demon Domain, file a formal complaint to your nation and request the repatriation of the Third Princess.”
“I was wrong, I overestimated myself. I’ll go reflect facing the wall. I won’t do this again.”
Livra hurriedly shrank behind the curtain and truly went to face the wall in reflection.
She was guilty—her improper thoughts persisted, utterly embarrassing.
Alright, things were finally quiet now.
Celt Aurus swallowed, maintaining his judgment despite the tension, and pressed down Queen Maqiya’s hand as she was about to draw her sword.
He could tell—
What the Demon Clan Princess had just said was a joke. If it were real, there would be no need to propose any condition like “discipline her properly”; she would have directly demanded repatriation.
After understanding the implication behind those words…
—Celt felt quite gratified.
A smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Well done, Livra. It seemed that in the Demon Domain, she wasn’t disliked at all. The Demon Clan Princess clearly liked her quite a bit—this was simply her own way of expressing that Livra was a good child.
As the ruler of a nation, he also displayed the composure befitting his position.
“Mm, no need for such formalities. There’s a chair over there—Your Highness the Princess may sit as you please. This indeed isn’t our first meeting. Whether as Miss Shaya or Princess Sheffy, we can be considered half acquaintances. If there is anything, we can discuss it in detail, completely… uh, no, wait—where did this chair come from?”
You don’t need to worry about where the chair came from.
The black feathers behind Sheffy dispersed as she slowly walked toward that familiar wooden chair and sat down.
While abroad, she never brought shame to the Demon Domain—she always brought her own chair.
Earlier outside, she had been sitting cross-legged on the chair, but now her hands were neatly folded over her lap, her posture upright. It was the proud bearing expected of a royal princess, to the point that even Celt felt a bit embarrassed that his own kingdom’s royal etiquette fell short in comparison.
Ah… Livra, you should really learn from her. They were about the same age—how could the gap in all aspects be so large?
At this moment, Sheffy had completely become “someone else’s child.”
But Sheffy herself didn’t care about such trivial details.
“Actually, I’m a bit curious.” Sheffy spread her left hand as she spoke calmly. “How did Your Majesty and Her Majesty the Queen determine that it was me? There are many strong individuals in this world—just because someone can use super-tier magic doesn’t necessarily mean it’s me, right?”
Originally, she had thought Celt would respond that it was due to the nature of her magic power, or that he had noticed some similarities between Shaya and Sheffy.
But unexpectedly, after Celt and the Queen exchanged a glance to confirm their thoughts—
The answer they gave was surprisingly unexpected.
“The basis for our judgment… was probably what we noticed from our daughter’s gaze when she looked at Your Highness.”
“Livra?”
“Yes… When she looked at Miss Shaya, there was light in her eyes. And when she looked at Your Highness Sheffy, there was no fear. Even if she tried to hide it, it couldn’t escape the notice of her parents. We understand our child’s nature.”
Hearing this, Livra—who had been reflecting against the wall—trembled all over and pressed her face directly against it.
Oh no, so it was because of me that Miss Shaya’s identity got exposed?!
Not your fault.
After all, even Sheffy herself hadn’t anticipated this situation.
Light in her eyes?
Was there? Sheffy felt that Livra’s eyes had always been bright.
Whether they were bright or when they truly shone—surely her parents, who cared for her most, understood best.
People in the world called her the Emerald Princess, yet they did not know that emeralds only shone when they saw the sun.
Otherwise, they were merely stones with a beautiful appearance but no warmth.
Celt gently shook his head and smiled bitterly.
“Still, I can’t help but feel somewhat regretful.”
“How so?”
“It’s a pity that Miss Shaya is not a talent of our nation. At the time, I truly thought it was divine blessing—that a prodigy had descended from the heavens. In the end, we suddenly lost a potential talent. As someone seated on the throne, it pains me quite a bit.”
What a nice thought.
Such a thing—like picking up money off the street—was never that easy to come by.
Still, old king, thanks for your recognition of “Shaya.”
Sheffy felt that the old king should have already harbored suspicions. After all, Shaya’s performance had been far too outstanding, and her identity had always been shrouded in mystery.
But due to Xiarette and her family’s status, he had refrained from raising doubts or probing deeper—for the time being, at least. Or perhaps…
—was it because of the trusting look in Livra’s eyes that had just been mentioned?
She couldn’t quite understand.
At this point, however, that answer was no longer important.
It seemed that compared to the king, the queen had far more questions she wanted to ask.
The sword in her hand was neither fully raised nor lowered, her entire posture focused on protecting the king and the daughter behind her.
She could trust Shaya—but trusting the Demon Clan Princess was another matter entirely.
Yet the fact remained that the princess had saved Celt.
She wanted to ask the reason behind it—why the Demon Clan Princess had saved him, and also why the Hero had helped Shaya conceal her identity.
But she knew that even if she asked, Sheffy had no obligation to answer, which was why she hesitated.
Sheffy hadn’t come here to cause trouble anyway.
There was no need for such tension—once she finished asking what she needed, she would leave.
“King ol— ahem, Your Majesty, may I ask you a question?”
“As long as it does not involve matters of national interest, Your Highness may ask freely.” Celt’s attitude fully matched the help he had received. “You saved my life, so in principle, I should not hide anything you ask. However, in reality, I cannot say everything—some things can be spoken, some cannot. I hope Your Highness can understand.”
Heh, watertight wording. As expected of someone who had been king for decades.
Sheffy wondered whether the old king now thought she had saved him just to wake him up and extract information from him.
Come to think of it—
There really was a bit of that reason. Not much, but definitely some.
“About Aimeris.”
“Aimeris…? You mean the 【Human God】, Aimeris?”
“Yes.”
Sheffy raised her eyes.
Within the Eyes of True Sight, dreamy violet magical particles swirled, reflecting Celt’s sudden look of astonishment.
Astonishment meant he could not face this topic calmly.
“Your Majesty, in your life up to now, have you ever truly met the 【Human God】 in person? If so, what did she say to you—and how did you respond?”