I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 104

<Ending Entry Event has been created.>

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<The final event will proceed shortly.>

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“Adrian, Haniel!”

Dion, who had entered the office, called out to me and Adrian in a rough tone. Adrian, who had woken up just before Dion opened the office door, frowned before rising from his seat upon seeing Dion’s expression.

Before Adrian could even straighten his disheveled clothing, Dion spoke, and along with his words, a system window appeared.

“The Emperor…!”

<The final event has begun.>

• The ending is determined by this event.
• If the event is abandoned, all routes will be destroyed.

<Ending Entry Event (1/3) ‘The Emperor’s Death’>

• Three days later, a seven-day funeral for the Emperor will be held.
• Summoning captured characters to the Empire.

[Based on the player’s results in this playthrough, the characters summoned to the Empire are (Orias) and (Ardal).]

<Ending Entry Event (2/3) has been unlocked.>

• ‘The Whereabouts of the Secret Document’
• Objective: Obtain and view the secret document
• Reward: ???

<Ending Entry Event (3/3) has been unlocked.>

• The result of Ending Entry Event (3) is determined by gameplay so far.
• The player ‘Haniel’ cannot intervene.

<Ending Entry Event (3) will be revealed during the ‘Coronation.’>

Dion’s urgent voice faded into the background. As if being pulled by someone’s hand, I ran while continuously checking the system windows. It was finally sinking in—the game was truly reaching its end.

Once the final event ends and I see the ending, I can return to reality.

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<Event ‘Interception’ is proceeding.>

• The outcome is determined by the progress of ‘Interception Preparation.’
• Progress: 100%

<The result of ‘Interception’ has been decided!>

• Lucius’s legitimacy is secured!
• Dietrich’s noble faction is secured!
• Dion’s military power is secured!
• Adrian’s information gathering is successful!

<Result: ‘Perfect’>

• After the Emperor’s funeral, ‘Lucius’s Coronation’ will follow.

“Lucius.”

“Saintess.”

Amid the endlessly appearing system windows, Lucius’s complexion looked poor. Letting go of Adrian’s hand, I ran toward Lucius.

“The Emperor is really…”

“Yes, he’s dead.”

Lucius answered in a calm voice. Though his expression seemed emotionless at first glance, the hand I held was trembling ever so slightly, something only I could feel.

I firmly grasped Lucius’s hand and met his gaze.

“This is just the beginning.”

“I know.”

“You must not show this side of yourself to anyone anymore.”

“I know.”

The trembling in his hands gradually subsided. Lucius slowly blinked his golden eyes, which now shone resolutely, and nodded his head.

From now on, Lucius must never show weakness to anyone. For my sake.

Rising onto my toes, I whispered softly into Lucius’s ear, “Of course, I’m an exception.”

“I know that too. Who do you think I made this decision for? Naturally, you must take responsibility.”

As I whispered into his ear, Lucius responded with a wry smile. He answered arrogantly and lifted his chin.

Lucius then gave a command to the people watching him.

“Eliminate the Second Prince.”

***

“Saintess, please calm down.”

“We will arrive soon.”

Dietrich tried to calm me down as I restlessly leaned against the window frame. As I pressed my face against the window, he reached out to pull me away, making me step back with a laugh.

It seemed that my impatience had become evident to them. Dietrich suppressed his displeasure and gently spoke to me.

“If you stay too close to the window, won’t you feel cold? It would be better to step back and sit while waiting—”

“Oh, there! Dietrich, that’s a carriage, right?”

Dietrich tried to pull me toward the fireplace, but I raised my voice upon spotting a small white carriage in the distance.

The familiar sight of the carriage grew clearer as it approached. The carriage, racing through the late-night streets, was one I recognized well. It was the same type of carriage I had ridden when visiting ‘Haniel’s House’ with Ardal.

Throwing open the window, I waved toward the approaching carriage.

It’s really the carriage from the Holy Kingdom, isn’t it?

From the carriage that arrived in front of the building I was in, figures even more familiar than the carriage itself stepped out. Even from afar, the towering build, long legs, and dark hair blending into the night were unmistakable.

Ardal!

Following behind him, a man dressed in white clerical robes stepped down from the carriage. Seeing the contrasting golden hair, my head spun with excitement. I never expected to feel so happy seeing the characters I had first met again.

It’s really Orias, Orias!

“Ardal!”

Leaning out the window, I called out loudly. Both Orias and Ardal turned their gazes toward me simultaneously. Upon confirming me, Orias squinted slightly, as if to ask why I wasn’t calling his name.

As a Saintess, I couldn’t just recklessly call out the Pope’s name in public. Instead, I silently mouthed his name just for him to see.

‘Orias.’

Only then did Orias seem satisfied, curling his lips into a soft smile. He whispered something into Ardal’s ear, and Ardal nodded in response.

“Lady Haniel, it is dangerous to lean out of the window like that. His Holiness is concerned.”

Ardal, who had approached swiftly, extended his hand from outside the window. It had been so long since I had heard his calm and solemn voice directly.

Suppressing the emotions welling up in me, I climbed over the window sill and wrapped my arms around Ardal’s shoulders.

“We’re on the first floor, Ardal.”

“Even so, His Holiness is worried.”

Ardal received my body without hesitation and answered calmly. His firm arms held me securely. The familiar sense of stability was reassuring.

I took a deep breath and pressed my lips against Ardal’s shoulder as I exhaled.

“I missed you.”

“…Yes, Lady Haniel.”

The hand wrapped around my waist tightened. It was firm, but not to the point of causing pain.

Ardal held me for a moment before supporting my legs and pulling me away from his embrace. Our eyes met, his sharp black irises gazing intently at me.

“Are you hurt anywhere? You’ve become much lighter.”

“Have I?”

I never paid attention to my weight, so I wouldn’t know. I had been eating and sleeping well while staying with Adrian, but did I lose some weight?

No, it seemed like every time Ardal saw me, he thought I looked too thin.

Even when he saw me through the magic orb, he was worried.

“Sir Ardal. Don’t you think the Saintess will catch a cold from being exposed to the chilly wind?”

“Grand Duke.”

“Saintess, come over here.”

“This much is fine, Dietrich. I can go inside with His Holiness…”

“Haniel. Come inside now.”

“Dion?”

“Hurry.”

As I tilted my head while looking into Ardal’s eyes, a cold voice called from behind. As Dietrich spoke, Ardal’s expression hardened.

When Dion, following Dietrich, also reached out a hand to me, Ardal’s body stiffened even more.

“It’s warm when I stay close to Ardal.”

I was happy to see Ardal after so long and didn’t want to part from him. Wrapping my arms around Ardal’s neck, I spoke to Dion.

As I clung to Ardal, Dion’s expression twisted bitterly. His breath came out in heavy sighs.

W-why is he so angry?

Flustered by Dion’s extreme reaction, I clung even tighter to Ardal. I shifted my gaze to Dietrich, but his expression was just as stormy as Dion’s, if not worse.

Dion and Dietrich had shown little reaction when I captured Lucius and Adrian, but now they were seething with anger.

Was it because they didn’t get along with the Holy Kingdom characters?

I never expected a mere embrace to provoke such fury. Reluctantly, I let go of Ardal’s warm embrace and reached out toward Dion.

For now, I should calm down Dietrich and Dion first.

“Ardal, could you loosen your grip a bit?”

“I cannot allow you to climb through windows. I will escort you properly through the door,” replied Ardal in a composed tone.

He didn’t seem particularly angry, yet he seemed to have conveniently forgotten that I had just climbed through the window and that he had been the one to catch me.

Seriously, what are these men doing? Why are they wasting time playing power games at such an important moment?

With one hand still on Ardal’s arm, I reached out toward Dion, but I found myself stuck between them, unable to move either way.

Wait, is multiple capture really possible? I captured six characters—don’t tell me I have to let some of them go?

<If the event objective is completed, all captured characters can be connected.>

As if reading my suspicious thoughts, a system window popped up. The system seemed to be reassuring me, highlighting ‘objective’ and ‘completion’ in bold text.

It was as if it was telling me to just focus on completing the event first.

I frowned slightly as I read the system window.

Connecting with all captured characters…?

‘Connecting’—what exactly does that mean? Does it imply that physical relationships are possible with all of them?

“Saintess.”

“Orias… Your Holiness.”

As I furrowed my brows at the vague information, a bright face suddenly appeared before me. Orias, who had somehow approached unnoticed, called out to me with his divine-looking visage.

Even at night, his golden eyes and hair shone with an excessive holiness. Anyone could tell he was the Pope just by looking at him.

Even though I knew about Orias’s perverse nature, he still looked overwhelmingly pure. I had been about to call his name directly, but instead, the words ‘Your Holiness’ slipped out naturally.

Orias looked at me curiously before turning to stare at Dietrich and Dion, who were glaring daggers at us. Then, with a gentle tone, he spoke.

“Ardal, let go. No matter where she moves, the Saintess’s dignity will not be compromised.”

“Your Holiness.”

“Saintess, please go in first. I will enter through the door with Ardal.”

“Ah, alright.”

Orias mediated the situation smoothly with his calm words.

“Ardal, you’ll have plenty of chances to go inside together soon, so stop frowning.”

Why is he looking at me while saying that?

Every time Orias spoke, his words always had an indecent undertone.

Where exactly are you planning to go inside, and why are you saying that while looking at me?

It didn’t seem like he was just referring to entering through a door.

Fortunately, I wasn’t the only one who interpreted Orias’s words in a suggestive manner. Dietrich, who had mastered all forms of carnal pleasures, was also present.

Yes, good. I’m not the only one thinking this way.

“Saintess, does His Holiness always talk to you like that?”

Dietrich leaned in and asked cautiously. Even as he spoke, his face showed doubt.

He seemed to be questioning whether the Pope would really say something so inappropriate while looking directly at the Saintess.

I hesitated over whether to answer truthfully or not. Since Dietrich had yet to learn about Orias’s true nature, I debated what to say. In the end, I didn’t want to introduce another pervert into the mix, so I shook my head.

“No? He doesn’t always talk like that. Why?”

“It’s nothing.”

Dietrich responded with an unsettled expression and straightened his posture.

Orias and Dietrich both tended to be aggressive in bed. If they ever ended up together, my body wouldn’t survive. Knowing this, I absolutely could not let the two of them team up.

“…Was that not the meaning?”

I ignored the soft mumbling I heard.

Not long after, Ardal and Orias entered the room where we were gathered.