The Executed Saint Reincarnates as a Princess and is Loved by Her Older Brothers - Episode 64

Since Crown Prince Nathan began to pursue Hortense, Duke Turenne feared that his daughter would face unjust punishment and presented a poisoned eye drop to Queen Diane.

Diane was particularly fond of the eye drops that made her eyes look beautiful, and as planned, she did not reveal to anyone that they were a gift from Count Turenne.

The poison, albeit in small amounts, was steadily absorbed into the body and began to take effect slowly.

At the inner corner of the eye, there is a punctum, which is the outlet for tears. The absorbed poison mixes with the tears, gets absorbed by the mucous membranes in the throat and nose, and eventually spreads throughout the body.

Telling a lie like “the more you blink, the better it works,” and making them blink rapidly will be more effective.

Headache, rapid heartbeat, dizziness, and fatigue. All symptoms caused by the ingestion of belladonna juice, but the doctors, unaware of anything, diagnosed it as a worsening of my chronic migraines or a seasonal cold.

Count de Turenne pretended to be overly concerned and had meticulous records kept of the meals provided to the queen and the medicines prescribed. This was to prove that it was impossible to poison the food and drink.

As the queen was finally weakening, Count Turenne chose the saintly Juliet.

However, without him having to take direct action, those around him, concerned about the deteriorating condition of the queen, took it upon themselves to arrange for the saint to provide treatment.

Count Turenne, along with his other aides, headed towards the temple and half-forced the bewildered Juliet to the queen.

This creates the established fact that “the saint devoted herself to the queen.”

Everything was going according to plan. ── Just as I thought that, something unexpected happened.

“Ah… I feel so refreshed for the first time in a while…”

On the face of Queen Diane, who said so cheerfully, the lost vitality had returned.

The saint’s power was real. The queen had recovered thanks to Juliet’s healing.

──I never would have imagined that the saintess, who is looked down upon and despised by those around her, including Crown Prince Nathan, would possess such powerful healing abilities.

The poison that had accumulated over time must have been completely purified. All the hard work up until now has gone to waste.

──I must hurry. There’s not a moment to lose!

Count Turenne was driven by impatience. In order to frame the saint, he had to bury the queen without delay after the treatment.

Of course, we can’t kill in a way that leaves external wounds. It has to look like the work of a saint.

Driven by anxiety, Count Turenne himself resorted to the belladonna he had previously obtained from the apothecary.

If you touch that leaf with your bare hands, you will cause inflammation, without knowing.

“What is this…!? My hand…!?”

Count Turenne, even fifteen years later, will try to deal with the young maid himself, but it seems he has a tendency to act on his own without relying on others as much as possible.

The reason is that creating accomplices increases the likelihood of the crime being exposed, but due to a personality that cannot trust others, I acted alone and ended up carelessly injuring my hand.

“Damn it… But if I hide it while wearing gloves, they won’t notice…”

Acquiring the deadly root of the most lethal belladonna, Count Turenne visited Queen Diane.

The rest is just a matter of sweet talk.

“Beautiful Queen, it is wonderful to see you recovered. His Majesty the King is also expected to return from his inspection soon. If you greet him dressed more splendidly than ever, His Majesty’s favor will surely belong to you alone──”

Whispering sweetly, flattering her respectfully, and skillfully persuading her, he dressed the queen up.

Of course, it’s a highly concentrated poison that hasn’t been diluted.

As Count Turenne had anticipated, the queen’s condition took a sudden turn for the worse.

When Nathan panicked upon learning of his mother’s sudden passing, it would have been enough to just whisper in his ear.──It was the work of the saint.

“It’s the saint. Saint Juliet disguised as a healer and killed the queen──”

Nathan had never thought highly of Juliet, who came from a commoner background, and had hoped to replace her with a noble-born saint if possible.

Taking advantage of that dissatisfaction, I tickled his desires.

Nathan will definitely bite on this accusation that can drag Juliet down.

Nathan, who resembles his mother in the sense of being proactive in a bad way, will swiftly carry out the punishment without casting doubt on anyone else once he has made up his mind.

For the masses, there is no scandal with as much impact as “the saint killed the queen.” In the face of the greatest entertainment, the execution, the mob will lose their judgment and become ecstatic.

Count Turenne stoked the embers, sent the wind, and fanned the flames to make them blaze higher.

The fire set by Count Turenne eventually became the flames of the pyre that burned Juliet.