Lydyria crossed her legs and asked Allen with a buzz in her voice.

"On a different note, what cause of death is it that I'm supposed to have died from?
It only says "epidemic." ......

　Allen flipped through the stack of documents he had gathered.
　The saint Lydyria was killed by an epidemic.
　That was all the information he could find, no matter what books he pored over.

It happened only five hundred years ago. It was only five hundred years ago." There should have been a little more detail, but the specific name of the disease was nowhere given. It's natural to think that there was a deliberate cover-up.
"Then what do you think the real cause of death was?
That's easy. Death by overwork.
"So, death from overwork ......?

　Charlotte gasped at Allen's simple statement.
　Natalia and Lu also looked at each other suspiciously.
　Only Lydyria clapped her hands in amusement and said, "Correct.

"I've always been more skilled at magic than others, even as a child. I was hailed as a saint and ...... used my powers unnecessarily.
Well, if it weren't for that, she wouldn't have been able to create such a great anecdote at the tender age of ten.

　Allen flipped through the research paper.
　Allen flipped through the research paper, which contained a list of Lydyria's accomplishments.

　She created a new magic system, stopped a record-breaking rainstorm from wreaking havoc, and single-handedly prevented an invasion of demons from attacking the country. ...... Ten or twenty such achievements were not enough.

　She was seven years old when she first became aware of magic.
　There are far too many episodes for her to have built up in just three years from then until her death.

　That's all the official records.
　If we count the incidents that were not recorded, the number would have been much higher.

　Allen is convinced, but then Charlotte raises her voice.

"Wait, wait, wait. I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.
"Yes. She is ten.
"I thought she was older than that. ......
I thought you were much older than that, ." "This way of speaking was popular because it sounded 'saintly. It has become a part of me.

　Lydyria chuckles.
　She took a small breath and continued with a distant look in her eyes.

My father, mother, and king were happy whenever I took credit for something. At that time, the Kingdom of Neils was still a small, emerging country. I was a good advertisement.

　At home, I could use the symbol of a saint to gain the loyalty of the people, and abroad, I could appeal to the power of the Kingdom of Neals.
　The fact that she was a beautiful girl also made her the perfect candidate to carry the sign of a saint.

　Therefore, since her awakening to power, Lydyria has been assigned the duties of a saint.
　She traveled around the country and abroad, making speeches and using her power to help others.
　Although she could not eat or sleep, she was rewarded by her family for her hard work. Her parents, who had been living in poverty, were very happy about this, and her younger brother was also happy to have a good life - seeing them, Ridilia did her duty as a saint without complaining at all.

　However, her overexertion came back to haunt her.
　One day, she suddenly collapsed and passed away at the young age of ten.
　Allen stroked his chin when he heard the story.

"Well, let's just treat it as an epidemic. From the kingdom's point of view, it's as if we killed him ourselves.
"Oh, my God. ......

　Charlotte spills the words with a pale face.
　But Lydyria remained aloof.

I don't really care about that. I don't really care about that.

　She frowned and waved her hand curtly.

　If I were to put it simply, his death should be described as an atrocity.
　And yet, he acts as if it were someone else's matter.
　He seemed to be accepting everything as a pure fact, without any toughness.

(At the age of ten, he's very enlightened. ......)

　Allen could not help but grumble in his heart.
　The air in the room became heavy with the heavy talk about his life.
　Even so, Lydyria continued to talk in a light tone.

"Anyway, now you know. It is better not to have power in the first place. It's not good for anyone to know that you have it.
Is that why you've never come out to the public ......?
Exactly.

　I'm sure you'll be able to understand why.
　She glanced at Charlotte in the mirror and continued.

I was aware of Charlotte's situation, but she was still offered the position of second prince's wife. I knew that time would eventually tell, but ...... not with that plot.

　He said, shaking his head loosely.
　I assume you're referring to the false accusations made by the prince's former fiancee.
　Lydyria lets out a heavy sigh.

'If I hadn't interfered, Charlotte would have been killed within a day or two.
I'm sure you've been caught, but I thought there was a trial for that kind of thing,.......
There is no trial. The food and water served in the prison were all poisoned.
"Poison. ......?
I don't know if you noticed.



　When Charlotte was speechless, Lydyria sniffed sarcastically.

"No matter how much you try to falsely accuse her, it's best to keep her mouth shut before she says anything else in court. It would be best to keep her mouth shut before that happens.
"That means that the prince is going to ...... you?
What's that?　What the hell do you think you're doing?

　Both Natalia and Lu frowned and raised their voices.
　I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to say it.

I'm sure you've seen this coming, Allen.
"...... Well.

　Allen nodded his head reluctantly.
　It seems that the prediction that I had been vaguely thinking about had come true.

(If it weren't for Lydyria, I would have learned of Charlotte's death in the newspaper. ......)

　A poisonous woman who caused a stir in a neighboring country, stirring up poison in prison.
　This is the kind of headline that would make the newspapers buzz.

　Allen shudders to think of what it might have been like to read such an article one morning, fold the paper emotionlessly, and forget about it.
　It was a terribly unfunny story.