The Rebirth of Evelyn Knox

Chapter 31: What Happens in the Carriage, Stays in the Carriage

The princess didn't seem to take Bree's words seriously at all, and just chuckled.

"Oh, quite daring, aren't you? You know, I remember you even tried to stop us from entering. There has got to be a limit to your insolence, right?"

The 'second prince' shook his head, finally ending his silence.

"Don't argue with garbage, sister. Since they insist on offending us"

Their words were cut off abruptly as if someone had choked their throats, and the two of them looked in panic towards the carriage door, wondering why the 'Royal Guardian' hadn't entered yet to rescue them.

Bree smiled, both her eyes and hair now giving off a golden glow.

"Ahh how relaxing it must be to move around in a treasure like this! Both the comfort and security on this thing are top notch. Truly, the royal family is quite formidable."

Although her words were filled with 'admiration', the mockery in her tone was clear to everyone.

"Unfortunately, the two of you are complete morons, and even your guardian is just a muscle brained idiot. You don't even know the functions of this thing properly, do you? Perhaps you have too many such treasures."

She chuckled.

"In this carriage that isolates all sound and aura to make sure that its occupants are both 'safe' and 'comfortable' tell me, how exactly do you plan to live, little bastards?"

It seems like some of the restraint on their throats was lifted, as they could barely squeak out some words now.

"Y-You you dare do this! You're dead meat! Dead!"

"S-Shut up, brother! Let me talk!"

In contrast to the indignant and furious expression of the prince, the princess had a completely pale face.

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Bree smiled even wider. "It looks like you're not a complete idiot. After all, if you're already dead, would it be of any help to you if the royal family seeks revenge on me later? And even if they do, can't I just escape and hide?"

The princess tried her best to force her face into a flattering smile.

"W-We apologize for our earlier behavior, lady. But aren't you being too unreasonable here? Will you really offend the royal family like this just for a single medallion?"

"Hoh did you already forget about almost killing my dear sister and niece?"

There was a shocked hiccup from the princess, as she had genuinely put the 'small matter' out of her mind. To her, it was truly no different from kicking a pebble she saw on the road.

But in this context, that 'small matter' made things turn from bad to worse.

"I-It was only a prank, if we meant to hurt someone, would they all be alright?"

Bree's smile remained unmoved, clearly not believing her words.

The princess finally couldn't hold it anymore as she felt a tremendous amount of spirit power gather in the blonde girl's hands. She could feel a 'wetness' down below, and it filled her with both shame and despair.

"We don't want the medallion anymore, just let us go!"

Bree's eyes twinkled as she watched the humiliated expression on the faces of the two 'royalties'.

"Since it is my niece's birthday, let's leave this small matter to her."

The second prince finally couldn't contain his rage anymore. "Y-You hwack!"

His shout was abruptly cut off as he clutched his neck, his face slowly turning purple.

As the princess turned her face towards the little girl, the tiny bit of hope she had been feeling also turned to despair. The pink haired girl was watching their humiliation with a smile, as if greatly pleased by the 'show'.

"T-Then, what do you want?"

Evelyn smiled.

"What could we possibly want, princess? Wasn't it you who came to us, almost killing my mother, and then threatening us like that?"

"I-I already apologized! I don't want the medallion anymore, so tell that woman to let us go!"

The pink haired girl blinked as she turned towards her aunt, fluttering her pink lashes innocently.

"Ahh but aunty, won't things be bad if we just let them go? I read a story before in which the hero let his enemies go, and then the enemies came back to kill his whole family."

Just as the 'princess' wanted to make an argument, the girl continued, as if lost in recounting the 'amazing' story she had read about.

"Then he beat them up, but let them go again, and they then killed his lover! Then he beat them up, and let them go again, and the next time they came back they finally managed to beat the hero because they knew all his tricks."

The prince had already collapsed with his face purple and a strange froth coming out of his mouth. The princess didn't know if he was already dead or not.

Evelyn continued her story, as if oblivious to the world.

"He's the hero though, so how can he really die? So he managed to make a comeback at the last second and survived, becoming even stronger! But how can we be so 'lucky' like the hero? So why should aunty let you go?"

There were already tears running down the princess's eyes, her vision so blurry that she could barely see the pink blob in front of her face.

She imagined the little girl must have an innocently curious expression, and it filled her with even more despair.

It was like a monster had handed a hammer to a child, and she was a bug that the child was trying to crush.

The only difference in the situation was that this bug could speak and plead to be spared, but the child's response was 'Why? Bugs go splat!'

In her despair, she could only put all of her bargaining chips on the table, and hope that one of them were shiny enough for the child to take interest.

"I am the third princess of the Lavinian Empire. I will never inherit the throne, unless both of my older brothers and both of my older sisters die. The purity of my bloodline is the highest in the royal family."

There was some renewed confidence in her eyes. That's right, how could someone like her die just like that?

"Everyone loves me! As long as I say the word, no one in the palace dares to oppose my will! Let me go and I will support you! I will get rid of the bastards bothering your family!"

She took a deep breath.

"And spirit stones! I have lots! Even crystals, no, cores! More spirit cores than you can imagine! I'll fill your Knox mansion with so much wealth"

"Aunty, can you buy me anything I want?"

"Of course, anything for my baby."

"Uh-huh. Then isn't all that money useless to me?"

The princess closed her mouth in shock. That's right this was just a five year old brat, how could she know what to do with so much wealth? As long as all her desires were fulfilled, she would already be happy.

It felt like her heart was about to give out under both the ever-increasing suppression of spirit power and ever mounting despair.

'I-I'll die?'

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When the gate to the carriage finally opened, the 'Royal Guardian' was shocked to realize how flattering the always prideful and arrogant third princess was being towards the little ceremony girl.

Not only did she personally open the door and exit the carriage ahead of the little girl, she even offered her hand to help her down.

And the little girl placed her foot in the hand of the princess!

It felt like his eyes were about to fall of as he saw the princess's face turn red not from rage, but elation?!

The pink haired girl didn't enter the offered embrace of the princess, and simply used her hand as a stepping stone towards the ground.

Even the royal guardian felt second hand embarrassment, but the princess didn't seem to mind at all, so what could he say?

The pink haired girl nodded towards the princess, completely ignoring the prince and the white haired man as if they were air.

"I'm going to my mother to start the celebrations, the guests must be waiting for a while already. Are you leaving?"

"Ahaha I didn't know Evelyn is so smart and cute before, so don't be like that! But now that I know, how can I leave without attending your birthday party?"

The white haired man was sure that if his jaw could detach itself, it would already be on the ground.

He turned his eyes towards the second prince to see his reaction. Surely he should be just as shocked, right? But the prince looked completely nonchalant, as if what was happening next to him was completely normal.

"Am I dreaming? Is this real life?"