I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 240.13

The Beginning of Everything 13

Before that, Lord Neil’s lifespan would run out.

There is no one who can control people as he does.

If that happens, everything will be in vain.

The scum will proliferate.

To realize dreams more quickly, I need Weiss Fancent.

Eva Avery— is necessary.

“…I will manage somehow. May I have some time?”

And then I thought.

A way to surely secure him.

All possible patterns, personalities. Over and over again.

And I found just one possibility.

Weiss Fancent is extraordinarily competent.

Number one in Noblesse. No, perhaps in the world.

And he is the same as Lord Neil.

He possesses an unwavering heart.

If the maid Lilith Scarlet were to fall into a crisis, he would surely help her.

And then, he would likely rise to the challenge.

…But even so, we still cannot win.

If we fight, we will lose.

How can we win… We can lure them into complacency.

My—slave mark.

That’s right. That’s all there is.

“…Is that really possible? No one has ever created this until now. It was impossible for us as well.”
“Yes. Weiss Fancent and Cynthia Violetta will surely create a miracle. They will解除 my slave mark. Then, they will feel relieved. In the end, it will only be Lord Neil. There lies our chance.”
“…I can’t believe you would say that.”
“It’s easy to look down on all humans; it’s the act of a fool. I’m just adhering to that teaching.”
“…I’m sorry, Priscilla.”
“Yes. And Lord Neil, please treat me even worse. That should increase the success rate.”

My plan went perfectly.

The exam will take place in a small country as scheduled.

But strangely, it seems Lord Neil talked to Allen about something.

He was unusually emotional.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen him so shaken.

And on the eve of the match, Lord Neil suddenly visited me.

And then, he cried.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry. Truly…”
“It’s okay. Lord Neil, I don’t blame anyone.”
“Nicola… Reina… Celia… I’m sorry.”

He is still tormented by guilt.

He seems troubled by having transplanted my arms, body, and legs.

…He is unstable.

He is using both sides and doesn’t know which one is truly himself.

What was the right answer?

Perhaps we should have forgotten everything the moment we regained the mansion that day.

Living day by day with Lord Neil in gratitude might have been happier.

But I understand.

I know why Lord Neil cannot smile.