Forgotten Juliet

Chapter 113:

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Marquis Guinness was immensely satisfied. It was because of the spell performed by the Archbishop Solon.

Before casting the spell on Juliet Monad, they tested it on a few slaves the Marquis had acquired.

“It’s basically hypnosis.”

Two slaves were tied side by side in the torture chair, separated by a curtain.

“Watch closely.”

A complex magic circle was drawn on the floor.

From the center of it, something small and black suddenly sprouted.

“!”

The Marquis couldn’t hide his shock.

What emerged from the floor was a black shadow. It looked like a human shadow, albeit semi-transparent and much smaller in size, even having limbs.

“This is a spiritual entity.”

Archbishop Solon explained with a grim smile.

“We will implant this into that test subject.”

“Uh! Uh!”

Upon hearing this, a man tied to a chair in one corner began to panic.

The spiritual entity, which looked like a small shadow, approached the restrained test subject and disappeared into his shadow.

“…!”

At the same time, the tied man seemed to lose consciousness and slumped.

“Is that it? He doesn’t seem to have changed much.”

Marquis Guinness commented skeptically. To the naked eye, it merely looked like the man had fallen asleep.

“It’s because we’ve only injected one spiritual entity so far. This spell requires a preparation period of at least three days, and at most a week.”

Archbishop Solon explained nonchalantly.

The more spiritual entitys are injected, the greater the level of control.

“Meaning, depending on the number of spiritual entitys implanted, the subject might initially feel sluggish and later will enter a complete state of hypnosis.”

Archbishop Solon counted the days.

“The spell is most potent during a full moon night.”

That’s why it’s named after the full moon.

“If you repeat the process of implanting the spiritual entity over a few nights-“

Suddenly, another slave, who was sitting with his head slightly bowed next to the first, came into view. Unlike the earlier test subject, he looked especially emotionless. His eyes were dull, appearing devoid of any will.

“They will enter a complete state of hypnosis like this.”josei

“So, can I now give commands?”

“Not yet! So if you say the order… the Marquis will be recognized as his master.”

Archbishop Solon quickly handed a piece of paper with the orderwritten on it to the Marquis.

Marquis Guinness looked at the crude paper skeptically but went on to read it as written.

“Who are you?”

“Master of the Full Moon. …Is this how I read it?”

Then, to his astonishment, the slave, who had been looking down like a corpse, raised his head to look at the Marquis.

“Yes, now he will follow whatever command you give.”

On receiving this confirmation from Archbishop Solon, Marquis Guinness gave an order.

“Stand up.”

Thud.

Despite being tied up, the commanded slave easily broke free from his restraints and stood up.

“Huh.”

The Marquis, observing with interest, threw a dagger onto the floor.

“Kill that one with this.”

At that command, even Archbishop Solon flinched.

However, without hesitation, the commanded slave picked up the fallen knife and approached the other, unconscious slave.

“Ugh!”

The man, who was gagged and tied to the chair, couldn’t even scream properly.

The completely hypnotized slave aimed for the man’s neck, and in an instant, blood spurted out.

“Ha! Good, this will definitely work!”

Standing in the blood-filled basement, Marquis Guinness was elated.

“You did well, Solon. Surely Lady Dahlia will be pleased.”

“It’s an honor.”

Archbishop Solon forced a smile.

‘Who the hell is Dahlia?’

Solon still didn’t know exactly who the young woman was, whom the Marquis followed so blindly.

But he clearly saw the Marquis’s cruelty in ordering an experimental subject killed without hesitation.

Although he didn’t know much, it was evident that Dahlia, the woman behind Marquis Guiness, was not an ordinary priestess. Especially considering she was involved in such activities.

“If things go well, I might be able to end the Duke’s life.”

Archbishop Solon, having figured out Marquis Guiness’s intentions, shuddered.

“Are you trying to use Juliet Monad to kill Duke Carlyle?”

“Isn’t it obvious!”

“But… isn’t that a bit difficult? This is just hypnosis. It doesn’t exhibit superhuman strength.”

Archbishop Solon cautiously said, looking at the Marquis’s reaction.

“Juliet Monad is just an ordinary woman. Even if she tried to stab the Duke from behind while he’s off guard… she wouldn’t be able to kill him.”

Even if Juliet is hypnotized, the Duke won’t simply die.

“Heh, you only know half of the story. It doesn’t matter how one dies.”

“Pardon?”

Marquis Guiness smiled ominously.

“Think about it. Being killed by the woman he loves, or killing that woman with his own hands. Either way, it’s painful, isn’t it?”

To that extent?

Archbishop Solon realized that the Marquis’s resentment towards Duke Carlyle was extremely deep.

“So, there won’t be any hitches in the plan?”

When Marquis Guiness asked, Archbishop Solon forced a smile.

“Of course not. There’s no entity that can detect and block this spiritual entity.”

* * *

Juliet got up early in the morning and hurried to get ready to go out.

However, as she closed her wardrobe and turned around, she discovered something suspicious sticking out from under the bed.

“…Nix?”

A black tail was wagging.

Chop chop.

The noise was suspicious, with just the tail and rear sticking out from under the bed.

‘Could it be…’

Quietly approaching, Juliet picked up the little dragon that was engrossed in something.

“Nix!”

“Peep!”

The startled little dragon screamed.

“What are you eating?”

“Myak?”

As Juliet held its body and front paws so it couldn’t move, Onyx quickly blinked his pumpkin-colored eyes with an innocent expression.

“What on earth…”

As Juliet was eyeing the dragon with suspicion, she noticed something black and translucent smeared around his mouth. As she reached out to wipe it off…

Slurp-

Onyx quickly licked his mouth with his pink tongue.

“…”

Then, as if nothing happened, he affectionately nuzzled her, asking to be petted.

“You shouldn’t eat just anything.”

“Peep!”

Reluctantly warning him, Juliet placed the baby dragon on the bed.

Although she was worried, she couldn’t do much about it.

‘No wonder he was rustling and awake all morning.’

Juliet suspected that the baby dragon was playing a hunting game.

Juliet, having no choice, asked Elliot to watch over the baby dragon before leaving.

* * *

While riding a carriage to the imperial palace, Juliet gazed out of the window.

“It’s more chaotic than you thought, right?”

The knight Jude, sitting opposite, asked with a knowing smile.

The atmosphere of the capital was indeed more chaotic than expected.

“Yes, the wedding will certainly help.”

The rumor that the lake of the imperial palace had turned red on New Year’s Day was widespread.

With strange occurrences like other species being found in the Emperor’s forest and ongoing unrest, it seemed the date for the 2nd Prince’s wedding had been moved up to calm the public.

The wedding between the 2nd Prince and Fatima Glenfield was originally scheduled for spring.

The reason Juliet was summoned to the imperial palace was because of this.

It was customary to seek assistance from noblewomen during wedding preparations.

However, as they headed towards the palace’s annex, Juliet wondered if it was really the will of the princess-to-be, Fatima, to have summoned her.