I Was Reincarnated As The Older Brother Of A Villainess Destined to Die, So I Want To Change The Future By Raising My Younger Sister With My Own Hands. I Am The Strongest In The World, But My Little Sister Must Be The Cutest In The World - Volume 3 Chapter 6.3
“?Harmony Adjustment?.”
It was the same name as the spell used to dispel the curse of the land, but its effect had improved significantly. Weimlay’s body momentarily emitted a glow, and the magic’s effect was immediately completed.
…Hmm, it’s done without any issues. The black chains that were entwined around his body have completely disappeared.
“How do you feel, Your Highness?”
Just to make sure, I asked.
In response, Weimlay blinked his eyes and looked at his own hands.
“I-It’s amazing. I really feel much better. With this!”
With a burst of energy, he leaped out of bed.
“I can stand. I’m standing on my own feet!”
Weimlay shed tears as he looked at himself standing on the ground. He tried to act strong, but there seemed to be moments of hardship as well.
However, due to his long period of bed rest, he immediately collapsed again.
Quickly, I supported him and helped him sit back on the bed.
“I’m sorry. I got carried away.”
“No, I fully understand your feelings.”
“I appreciate you saying that.”
His face turned red with embarrassment, so it would be best not to dwell on it any further.
I changed the subject.
“Your Highness, next, I would like to eliminate the source of the curse.”
“Ah, right. Where is this so-called source?”
Weimlay, feeling relieved after the successful treatment, was now on board with the plan. Thanks to the treatment, any doubts he had about me seemed to have vanished completely. I could sense a strong trust in his words.
“It’s in the drawer of that table.”
“What?”
Upon hearing my words, Weimlay frowned deeply. After a brief hesitation, his face turned pale.
“No way… Is that possible?”
In a panic, Weimlay opened the drawer and took something out.
At that moment, the presence of the curse intensified as Weimlay took out the item from the drawer.
What he held in his hand was a palm-sized bag.
“Your Highness, that is the source,” I pointed out.
With a pale face, the prince bowed his head.
“I see. So, it is true.”
“What is it exactly?”
As I asked, Weimlay hesitated for a moment but eventually spoke up.
“It’s… my medication.”
“Medication…”
He took out a pill from the small bag and stared at it in disbelief.
Having seen it directly, I understood it more accurately. This curse item, resembling a pill, was significantly different in nature from the diary owned by Count Ptep(Putepe). Instead of instantly cursing, it gradually weakened the target, like gently strangling them with a cotton thread. That’s why it appeared as if the person was growing weaker due to their inherent frailty.
If someone had tampered with the prescribed medication, it was certain that there were individuals within the palace plotting against Weimlay’s life. That’s why he had such a horrified expression.
“Are you certain of the identity of the physician?”
“Yes, there’s no doubt. He comes from a family that has served the Holy Royal Family for generations.”
“In that case, it’s possible that a third party switched the medication.”
Of course, there is a high probability that the personal physician is the culprit, but it would be cruel to tell Weimlay in his current state of distress. For now, let’s keep silent about it.
Weimlay seemed lost and desperate.
It was understandable. If the curse was exposed and the other party became aware of it, they might try to take his life through different means. However, as he was already partially excluded from the position of the next Holy King candidate due to his frailty, he lacked the means to protect himself from threats without any backing.
Having just been freed from the looming specter of death, anyone would become anxious if another grim reaper placed a scythe at their throat.
However, it was too early to be anxious. After all, I had anticipated this flow of events when I offered to lift the curse.
I whispered to Weimlay.
“Shall I lend you my assistance?”
“What is your objective?”
I see. His immediate response confirmed that he was indeed an exceptional individual. Despite the imminent danger of death, he hadn’t lost his composure, which was truly remarkable.
“I wish for you, Weimlay, to become the next Holy King.”
Originally, I had no interest in the next Holy King. I had my reasons… and although I wouldn’t act on it now, I had been considering independence from the Holy Kingdom by the time the next generation took over.
However, after getting to know Weimlay’s character and abilities, my mind had changed. If he were to become the next Holy King, I might reconsider putting the independence plan on hold. That’s how much I had taken a liking to Weimlay.
Upon hearing my proposal, he opened his eyes wide.
“I thought Lord Zexus had no interest in matters of who is becoming the next Holy King.”
“Why did you think that?”
“Anyone would understand when they see your magic. There is no one in Foranada who can rival you. At first, I thought you had come to the royal castle to apologize to the Holy King’s family, but it was the opposite, wasn’t it?”
Well, it’s only natural for him to think that since I, without any magic, lifted the curse.
“Yes, you’re right. I have done nothing wrong, so I have no intention of apologizing. I plan to settle the score with the palace faction.”
“That sounds scary.”
Weimlay deliberately shrugged his shoulders. It seemed he had no intention of snitching on me.
Moreover, there shouldn’t be anyone for him to snitch to, and even if there were, they probably wouldn’t believe him. I had taken that into consideration when revealing my intentions.
“So, why do you want me to become the next Holy King?”
“Because I need Your Highness to build the future I desire.”
“What future do you desire?”
“A future where my family can be happy.”
“…I see.”
Weimlay looked straight into my eyes and nodded quietly.
“Very well, let’s go along with Lord Zex’s proposal. From this moment on, Foranada belongs to my faction. I won’t allow any withdrawal at this point.”
“I have no intention of withdrawing.”
I smiled in response to Weimlay’s slightly mischievous demeanor.
After that, we briefly discussed our future actions. For the time being, he will continue to live under the curse, waiting for the opportune moment for Foranada to step forward as a guardian. By doing so, we could protect ourselves with full force, and I wouldn’t have to worry about his life.
Ideally, I wanted to become a patron right away, but Foranada would be in turmoil for a while. It would be more convenient to wait for the situation to settle down.
Though it was a rough plan, we reached an agreement.
“I apologize for the inconvenience it may cause, but please bear with it for a while.”
“Well, I’m used to being bedridden. Having hope makes it better than before.”
We exchanged handshakes with smiles and parted ways, wishing each other good luck.
Now then, unexpected gains have been made, but the real battle starts after this. Tomorrow at 10 AM, the onslaught of Foranada will finally begin.