I Will Seduce The Northern Duke
chapter-153

Throughout their performance, there were numerous precarious moments that could have resulted in mishaps. Yet, thanks to Kalcion's impeccable conduct, each of those moments passed without incident.

He hadn’t made sure of her mind, so he refrained from placing any undue strain on her body. While he could have pushed the boundaries and relied on Selina to overlook it at times, he chose not to.

He persevered until the perfect moment presented itself, ensuring that everything was prepared.

Thus, when they finally reached this pivotal moment, he believed he would approach it with the same courtesy and grace.

But now, everything was in disarray.

As the sealed beast opened its eyes, Kalcion found himself at a loss as to how to subdue it once more.

Selina, unable to bring the blanket all the way into the bathtub, reluctantly stepped in with her exposed body as she splashed water droplets at him, who couldn't tear his gaze away from her.

“Stop watching. It’ll wear out.”

“I’ll have to save it and watch it.”

And then he turns his head.

Selina laughed. That was why even the beast that was ferocious in bed looked cute.

“Give me some water.”

She was thirsty from crying all night.

With her order, he promptly brought the water. Though instead of holding it in her hand, he held the cup to her mouth with his hand.

“….?”

He wanted her to do everything with his hands. Selina took it with a smile and drank it.

“How are you feeling?”

“That is not the question I want to hear from the person who bullied me until just now.”

Kalcion grinned. There were no words of apology.

He was not really sorry.

“Was it painful? I don't think you ever said no.”

“I didn’t hate it. That doesn’t mean it’s not hard.”

“Is it hard or painful?”

“…Hard.”

“Hmm.”

Kalcion tilted his head and seemed to be lost in thought, but he immediately came to a conclusion.

“You often said that training was hard.”

“Because it was hard.”

“But you were happy when training was over. Rather, ignoring the words that it was hard, you were more satisfied when I made it harder.”

“…So, what are you trying to say?”

“Similarly, I think you can ignore the words that it is hard.”

His words didn't even make sense, so Selina splashed the water at him once more.

She, the goddess, was the only being in the world who could splash water on the face of the Northern Duke. As evidence of that, Kalcion's smile did not disappear even after he was baptized with water.

“Can I use this for soap?”

Rather, he just seemed more excited.

Eventually, he even took a towel in his hand and imitated what the maids did.

“Will you attend to me, too?”

“That’s how it should be. Isn’t this our precious goddess’ body?”

“A goddess who is served by the duke. It must be a very revered person.”

“Of course. If it’s not the Duke, how dare they touch even the fingertips of the goddess?”

“There’s no place that hasn’t been touched from fingertips to toes all night.”

He gently wiped her body with the lathered towel, poured water on her, and kissed her wherever the bubbles disappeared.

“Then, I guess I’ll have to wash every inch from fingertips to toes.”

“Stop.”

Selina splashed the water before it repeated again. His gown had been soaked long ago, so it didn't matter anyway.

“Stop it. Come in and wash together.”

She swiftly grabbed the towel from his hand and tossed it aside, then eagerly pulled at his gown.

Kalcion willingly embraced her invitation.

The bathtub was spacious enough for two people to enter, with its height reaching the back of their heads to prevent water from overflowing. In this roomy tub where they could sit facing each other, he dared to position himself behind her back.

Though it was more comforting to lean against Kalcion's body than a rigid tree, the intensity of their closeness gave her apprehension about the future.

“Is it really okay to be like this?”

“What?”

He asked as he kneaded Selina's calf, which had been stiff all night, in the water. He didn't forget to press his lips against her ear.

“To be so relaxed right before the war or putting me in the position of a real queen.”

“I didn’t have enough time to explain to you.”

Kalcion began to explain calmly, pouring water on Selina's shoulder, which was exposed above the water.

“Besides my reward, there are many benefits for you to become queen. First of all, you can symbolically show that you are a completely different nation from Renbird, and you have one more means to fight nation against nation. The important thing is not the truth of the case, but the identity of the victim.”

No matter how certain the witnesses or evidence of Irell’s case are, it is difficult to effectively pressure the Crown Prince because the victim is Irell. In other words, once Selina became queen, the problem could increase even if she was a commoner before.

This, too, was absurd, but Selina agreed.

“Didn't you say that catching the crown prince in battle is easy?”

“It can’t be called a work.”

“Then what are you going to do after catching the crown prince?”

“I hadn’t even thought about that… if there is a punishment you want, I’ll do it.”

“Um… pulling out his xxxx?”

The Crown Prince was a problem from head to toe, but that was the biggest problem. Selina answered immediately.

“I will let that happen.”

Upon hearing Kalcion's response, she realized that he would truly remove a part of the Crown Prince's body.

In this world, such an extreme measure could be considered justifiable. A world where imprisonment alone was not seen as the ultimate punishment. Moreover, Kalcion had the personal motivation for seeking vengeance.

As Selina imagined the gruesome reality of the actual act taking place, her brows furrowed. It was a harsh and unforgiving world, not too different from her expectations.

Yet, it was a cruelty that could not be halted by mere words. Despite its cruelty, if it could be done, they should do it. In comparison to the crown prince's heinous deeds, the punishment seemed relatively mild.

She steeled her resolve and nodded her head once more.

“As expected, that would be good.”

* * *

There are not many things that are really simple among the things that look simple in the world.

Like being a queen.

“Inferring what is necessary, we will have to send an official letter to other countries to declare independence as a nation, hold a coronation ceremony, and prepare clothing and crown as a queen. You will also have to set up the queen's castle, separate from the Renbird castle, and decide on the flag, national anthem, national flower, and so on. Then prepare props such as insignia to match.”

It meant she had to prepare all of this.

Actually, the preparations would go through the hands of many people, but there were not a few things that she had to do. In particular, for things like letters, her final approval was required.

“Just a casual tone, right?”

Selina, who had never spoken so casually anywhere in her life, was concerned about the letters’ hard way of speaking.

“That's too compassionate.”

Anyone doing it would know.

She didn't quite agree with her, but she slammed the seal. Besides, she wasn't in a position to beg anywhere, so what was wrong if she sounded a bit cool?

After processing the papers, she went to the tailor.

“Greeting your Excellency and the the the Goddess.”

Last time she remembered, it was Your Excellency and Miss Selina.

Even though the outfit she ordered was not a fancy dress, something commoners would wear while working in the fields. She wanted to leave the castle. The tailor was one of the most sensitive people to outside news. It was necessary to listen to the outside trends first and know what was popular in which neighborhood.

The tailor knew that Renbird could be in big trouble as he heard the cause was Selina, so he thought that it was the end.

However, it wasn't the end… It was a restart.

He thought it was his turn to make a dress for the Goddess this time, but another word came out of the Duke's mouth.

“The Queen of the North will be crowned. Make the Queen's dress.”

The tailor raised his head.

“…Will, will the North become a kingdom?”

“It will become a kingdom that rules beyond the Beast Mountains, including Renbird.”

“Oohh, oh!”

The tailor, who did not expect to see a historical event of the establishment of a kingdom with his own eyes, exclaimed in excitement.

“…Well, did you say a queen?”

“Hmm.”

The tailor tilted his head.

“Then, the Duke is going to become a woman in the future?”

“….”

The tailor still had neither prejudice nor sense.

“The goddess will sit on the throne.”

“Ah, aahh!”

The tailor understood the situation only belatedly.

“Then, I should make a dress like a goddess and a queen.”

“You understood well. Can you do it?”

“I will do my best!”

“It will have to be very special. And as soon as possible.”

“Of course! I will do it even if it costs me my soul!”

It was an honor just to be able to be at this moment in history. The emotionally intoxicated tailor dug his own grave without even realizing it.

Kalcion was very satisfied and increased the number of orders.

“Make it into a dress that is both gorgeous and neat, beautiful and solemn, and gives off the feeling of a goddess who has just bloomed from a flower. And at the same time, the feeling of a strong queen wielding witchcraft.”

“…Yes?”

“In three days?”

“…Yees?”

“It wouldn’t be possible if it didn’t.”

The remark was similar to a threat of making it happen even if it didn't work. The tailor answered without realizing it.

“I, I’ll do it.”

Selina gave a pitiful look at the tailor whose soul had been ripped off, but Selina was in such a hurry that she couldn’t come to the rescue. She just prayed that the tailor's soul would be used well.

“All that remains is…”

Again, the most troublesome task was put at the back.

“I must go to Mrs. Janet.”

It was time to rule that she was the only witness who could testify to the Crown Prince's unlawfulness.