Taming The Villainesses

I told Stella about my findings regarding the ‘Adventure Club’.

And that there was a man named Isaiah Gospel, who might be the Demon King Angmar’s descendant.

Listening to my story, Stella dropped into her chair which made a squeaking noise.

Then she propped up her legs on the table and casually crossed them, without even taking off her slippers. Finally, she took a cigar from who knew where and flicked her finger to light it.

“Huu.”

The cramped and messy laboratory was quickly filled with stinky cigarette smoke.

My throat got itchy and I started coughing while my eyes stung. Meanwhile, Professor Stella just stared blankly at the ceiling.

It was only after a moment of silence that she finally said something.

“It was the Golden Era, an age where all kinds of heroes were born and gathered. At that time, the remnants of the Demon King’s faction were also purged.”

“The Golden Era?”

“Yes, from Reinhardt to Aleister, to Tarantera and rulers of distant neighbours. It wasn’t uncommon to see Paladins and Saint candidates in one area.”

“So, who was Isaiah Gospel?”

“He was our pillar. He was a dreamer, and the Adventure Club started with him. There’s this ridiculous story that somewhere in Ark lay Demon King Solomon’s treasure…”

“Which is why it’s called ‘Adventure Club’. We were on an adventure to find the Demon King’s treasure.”

“I see…”

I quietly digested Professor Stella’s words. But I really want to know something.

“So about the man named Isaiah. Since you were with him at that time, you should know, right?”

“Know what?”

Seuk-.

Her amber colored eyes turned towards me. It looked like she wanted more information out of me.

“If he was a descendant of King Angmar. Considering the time, he should’ve been the son or nephew of the late king.”

“Most of the information about this was either erased or destroyed. For you to have guessed this much from limited information, I would’ve given you an A if this was a class. But yes, it is like what you said, Theo Gospel. He was indeed the King’s son.”

It was just as I expected.

But then, who was I?

The son’s son?

I began to suspect my own existence.

“So where is Isaiah Gospel, No…. Where is Isaiah Angmar now?”

“What would you do if you found out?”

Clattering-.

Her slippers suddenly started to rattle. From the smoking, to casually shaking her feet, it felt like I was at a disadvantage in this conversation.

So I said in a grave tone.

“Isn’t there only one thing to do to an Angmar descendant? We must find and eliminate them for the Kingdom’s safety.”

“Hmm, that’s the textbook answer.”

“However, Lord Aleister and Reinhardt didn’t do that. Not to mention stop him, they didn’t even report it. Why is that?”

“Because there was no need. Isaiah was the reason why the four families united to overthrow the Demon King’s rule. As for what’s the reason, you can figure it out yourself.”

‘Figure it out myself…’

These words made me remember the hypothesis that had been brewing in my mind.

Mirna once said, ‘The Draco Family did not betray the Angmar family’.

Now, with the existence of Isaiah, there were many possible answers.

But this one was the most plausible.

“You were trying to make Isaiah Angmar King.”

“…….”

“This was why the Draco Family agreed in overthrowing Demon King Angmar. They are not breaking their oath if the new King is also an Angmar.”

“Continue.”

“But considering the timeline, Isaiah Angmar should’ve just been a newborn when the Demon King was subjugated.”

The subjugation of Demon King Angmar was said to be about a century ago.

But Demon King Solomon only died about 50 years ago.

Just 50 years ago. But the history books and records said it was about a century ago.

Regardless, Isaiah was still very young.

Did the Tarantera Family take over the throne temporarily until he was ready to become King?

That was about as far as I could guess.

Now that I’d done my due, it was time for Professor Stella to confirm or deny my conjecture.

“Am I wrong?”

“…….”

“Come on, answer me.”

“Well, that’s up to you to see if it’s correct or no-.”

Bang-.

I slammed the Professor’s table with my palm.

Throbbing-.

Naturally, in the battle between the hard table versus my fragile hand, I was the one hurting… However, I continued aggressively as if it was nothing.

“Professor, I am not here to play. I am here as the Queen’s Inspector!”

To be precise, I was here as the rightful heir to the throne. Of course, I couldn’t reveal that. So I chose the next best and most intimidating card I had.

“Professor Stella, even if you’re the Lady of the Belhawk Family, you’re not exempt from punishment if you don’t comply.”

“Punishment? How so?”

“That’s something you can figure out yourself, Professor.”

This was the most threatening-sounding thing I could think of, and just blurted it out.

At this time, Professor Stella lowered her leg from the desk and fixed her posture.

“… Why are you getting angry?”

My threat seemed to have worked. Not only did her attitude change, she also stopped smoking. I should’ve done this sooner. A show of authority was surprisingly effective against her.

“… C’mon now, there’s no need to be so angry.”

• Edited by: faker