There Are No Bad Transcendents in the World

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“Thank you for taking care of me.
What’s my afternoon schedule?”

“Wiz is preparing well so that there are no disruptions.”

Here, ‘preparation’ refers to coordinating a meeting schedule with Vikram, a wizard with hate embedded in the mage tower.

Wiz is a spirit that is weak in the fight, but it was easy to communicate with the wizard using magic.

I’m worried that I cannot meet Vikram.’

If Frey had more time, she might be able to persuade him persistently, but she only stayed in the capital until today.

If Vikram refuses Frey’s proposal to destroy the mage tower together, she’ll have to send someone to convince him.
But using someone will be less effective than doing it by herself.

‘But it’s also important to finish the story of the temple and the sacred Tower.’

I took Lina and Emma out toward the Emperor’s Garden.

Her father found her while wandering around the Emperor’s carriage, and looked happy.

“Frey, you’re here.”

“It’s been a while since we went out together in a carriage, right?”

Escorted by her father, Frey climbed into the carriage.

It took only ten minutes by carriage to the temple.

Frey had many conversations with my father, but she couldn’t help but remember the bad memories that she had buried deep in her heart.

[“Oh my god.
That lowly child did not even know the subject and went to the emperor’s carriage…”]

[“I think His Majesty the Emperor did too much.
Considering the country’s prestige, we shouldn’t let lowly things get on the royal carriage.”]

[“I’m worried about the safety of the country because that’s lowly things don’t even know the subject.”]

Frey, Her mother, and her father.

That people whispered when the three of them lightly around the imperial palace in the carriage.

In particular, Frey heard the word ‘low thing’ so many times that she could tell just by looking at the way their lips moved.
Even now, some of the people who glanced at the carriage started talking with their mouths covered as if they were having fun.

‘It’s like they’re losing money just because I’m riding in my father’s carriage.’

If it was like before, Frey would have been hurt, but not now.

“It’s all good to be married to Grand Duke Prause, but I’m so upset that I can’t see my father often.”

She laughed lightly with a voice full of charm.

Now, instead of being conscious of the people who gossip about me and getting hurt, it was their turn to feel a sense of crisis while conscious of me.  As expected, whenever the names of Grand Duke Prause and the emperor were mentioned, those who were gossiping swallowed dry saliva.

“You got married to the north, and you’ve become a little stronger.”

When her father noticed the change in her strategy, he couldn’t hide his delight.

* * *

“Meet His Majesty the Emperor, the Sun of the Empire, and Her Highness Grand Duchess Prause.”

When they arrived at the temple, the high priest and his party greeted them.

Since they had to have a confidential conversation, Frey, her father, and the High Priestess headed to the inner garden without waiting.

After exchanging short greetings.

“Grand duchess, I was waiting for when I could hear the story of the Holy Tower.”

There was anticipation and excitement in the voice of the high priest who said that while pouring tea.

The emotional expressions of high priests she has seen while living in the imperial palace for over 20 years are mainly,

Worry about (Frey’s situation)

Being offended by (Frey’s consumption) Upset (Looking at Frey’s behavior) Shaking his head with serious concern (for Frey’s future)

– and so on.

Frey thought everything was on the negative side, but she never thought the day would come when she would receive this kind of attention.

I felt embarrassed and couldn’t speak, so the High Priestess fluently expressed his solicited impressions.

“The priests are already confident that Her Highness Grand Duchess Frey’s sacred tower will mark a milestone in the fight against undead monsters.”

“Thank you for the positive review.
I’ve only built one in the north, but-“

The moment she tried to be humble to get scoring points with the high priest.

“Hmm, Did I tell you my daughter is not spending money and obedience without thinking?”

Her Father cleared his throat, interrupted Frey, and continued to boast.

The High Priestess, who would have normally cut off the boasting of Frey’s father, did not do so this time.

“The Sacred Tower is really… Even the emperors of the previous generation did not know how to process jewels to contain divine power.”

“Well, the unrivaled research that my daughter has been doing has finally come to light.
These days, I can feel the worth of my generous support.”

Frey’s father wrapped up the past when Frey was frequently spending money to buy jewelry.

“You did a wonderful job with the divine power of Count Vliette’s eldest son, who touched the fog of Fall.”

“Haha, divine power is exactly like his father.
The members of the Vliette family are also being detained at the Great Palace and the Imperial Family, so if you have any questions, feel free to ask.”

Listening to the two people’s rally made Frey feel emotional.

If she keeps thinking about it and says that she wants to do something, they don’t listen to it until the end.

It reminded her of her cousins from a previous life who only gave negative answers.

‘Why are you doing that?’

‘Don’t waste money on useless things.’

‘There are people who believe in what I do, so I want to do better.’

As if Frey had waited, she unfolded the file that Lina had given her on the table.

“So, I’m going to increase the number of sacred towers a bit.”

“How much…?”

“About 50?”

“What 50!?”