Royal Secret: I'm A Princess!

Chapter 644 - 644 FIVE YEARS AGO (6)

644 FIVE YEARS AGO (6)

[HE DOESN’T look like he’s a bad person. I mean, I can totally smell blood on him. But who am I to judge? I definitely killed more than he had.]

Neoma had already checked out the Korean mafia called ‘Uncle Min’ earlier.

She had to do that because the man was connected to the other world. That place might be somewhere in their world, so she had to be extra careful.

First, she checked Uncle Min’s face. He was handsome, and he didn’t look like a conman.

Second, his tattoos. She checked and confirmed that they were just ordinary ink.

Lastly, she checked Uncle Min’s “vibes.” Well, even ordinary humans had an aura around them. She could tell that the mafia was physically stronger than normal people. But other than that, nothing appeared out of the ordinary.

[Oh, except for Uncle Min’s “scent.” It’s not coming from him, though.]

“Uncle Min, why do you smell like rotten flesh?” Neoma asked bluntly. “I don’t mean to insult you. I’m merely curious.”

Uncle Min didn’t look surprised anymore. “Trevor, you didn’t tell her?”

.....

Trevor shrugged. “My Moon Princess didn’t ask.”

“I see,” Uncle Min said. “My nephew-in-law from the other world is a ghoul. But instead of human flesh, he consumes the flesh of other ghouls.”

She gasped. “Cannibali– never mind. That’s none of my business.”

“He wasn’t born a ghoul– he was just cursed,” Uncle Min explained. “My nieces and their family visited me last week. That’s probably why Isaak’s scent clung to me.”

“I see,” she said. Then she turned to Trevor. “That world?”

“Seems to be different from ours,” Trevor provided. “It’s interesting, isn’t it? There are several other worlds in existence.”

“Yeah,” she agreed with the demon boy.

But that was it.

She wasn’t interested in a world where her loved ones didn’t exist.

“Stop talking about scary things in front of me,” Uncle Min said, as if he was stressed out. “I don’t want to learn about the secret of the universe. I’m just a normal citizen who wants to live a peaceful life.”

“I don’t think a mafia leader is a “normal citizen,” but I can relate to you, Uncle Min,” she said, then she put a hand over her chest. “I’d like to live a peaceful life, too.”

“I don’t think you’d be able to live a peaceful life with a person like Trevor by your side, kid.”

“Don’t jinx it, ahjussi.”

“Alright,” Uncle Min said, then he quickly changed the topic. “You’re here to exchange your gold for cash? And to make your fake documents, I assume.”

“That’s right, ahjussi,” she said while nodding. “It would be easier to make us half-Caucasians because of how we look, right?”

“Yeah,” Uncle Min said. “It’s easier to create a past where your family stayed somewhere in Europe, and only migrated to Korea recently.”

“I see,” she said. “Then I’d like to use the last name ‘Ramsay’ for me and my family.”

She had already discussed it with her parents earlier.

[Mama Boss and Papa Boss just told me to do whatever I think is best for our family.]

“That’s easy,” he said. “Would you also need fake documents once you transferred to a school here in Korea?”

“School?”

“You need to attend school, or at least enroll in a homeschooling program or something,” Uncle Min said. “You stand out, and people will talk if they found out you’re not in school. I also told Trevor the same thing.”

Well, that made sense.

[I’m not thrilled to go back to school, but I have to do what I have to do to blend in.]

“Alright, I’ll leave everything to you, ahjussi,” Neoma said, then she paused for a moment before speaking again. “Can I ask you to do one more job for me?”

“If the price is right, then yes.”

“Don’t worry, I’m a rich girl.”

“Then fire away.”

“Do you know Kim Neoma?” she asked directly. “The famous vlogger-slash-mukbanger who got food poisoned more than a year ago?”

“Yes,” Uncle Min said. “That incident was so famous that even I had heard of it…” He trailed off, then he looked at her suspiciously. “You have the same name. Were you using Kim Neoma’s body before?”

She clapped her hands slowly, amazed. “Ahjussi, you’re sharp.”

“I have two nieces,” Uncle Min explained. “Kim Sua is my real niece, but her body was possessed by a woman from another world called Zoe. Now I consider both of them as my nieces.”

“No wonder you’re not fazed at all, ahjussi.”

Uncle Min nodded in agreement. “Anyway, what do you want me to do?”

“Can you investigate the incident for me?” she asked. “I want to know who gave the poisoned coconut wine to me.”

“If I remember correctly, the address where the coconut wine was sent from doesn’t exist.”

“A fake address?”

“That’s right,” Uncle Min said while nodding. “Your fans cursed at the police nonstop because apparently, the police were “useless.” It got to the point where the people in charge of your case had to release a public apology.”

Really?

She felt bad for the police, but she felt touched because of her loyal fans.

“Do you want me to investigate a case that not even the police could solve?”

“Correct, ahjussi,” Neoma said in a serious tone. “I want you to take a different approach when investigating. After all, this case isn’t a normal one.”

“Ah, I get it,” Uncle Min said while nodding. “Alright, I’ll do my best to find who poisoned you, Miss Neoma Ramsay.”

***

“MY MOON PRINCESS, you already know who poisoned you, right?”

Neoma, who was busy looking around while choosing clothes in her favorite luxury store, turned to Trevor. “It was obviously Ruto.”

“Right? That’s what I thought, too,” Trevor said. “That damned chef was the one who brought you back as Neoma de Moonasterio. I guess he had to “kill” you in order to separate your soul from Nabi’s body and bring you back to the empire.”

She nodded in agreement while browsing the cute dresses on the rack. “Ruto and I were probably close in my second lifetime, too. But I think he erased my memories of him.”

“Ah. So you asked Uncle Min to investigate because you wanted to figure out what your relationship with Ruto was when you were still in Korea?”

“Bingo.”

“Why not just ask that damned chef then?”

“Are you crazy?” she retorted. “The more I remember, the more Ruto will suffer.”

“Then why still investigate?”

“Remembering the past and finding it out from another person are two different things,” she explained. “Learning it from another person may not make Ruto suffer.”

The demon boy rolled his eyes. “Are you not even mad that the damned chef poisoned you?”

That was a good question.

If she suffered as Neoma de Moonasterio for the second time, she would have been mad at Ruto for ruining her life.

[I mean, I was already happy as Kim Neoma.]

But because Ruto brought her back, she got a happy and bigger family now.

[Moreover, I know that Ruto brought me back because that was what I wanted to happen.]

“Ruto would never do something that I’d hate,” Neoma said. “I trust him.”

“You trust that damned chef way too much.”

“By the way, how long do we have to waste time here?” she asked impatiently. “Papa Boss won’t kill Won-shik appa, will he? Appa can’t fight in that body.”

“They’re just going to talk,” Trevor said, shrugging. “It’s long overdue, anyway.”

“What do they need to talk about in the first place?” she asked curiously. “What do you know that I don’t know, huh?”

The demon boy was about to respond when a woman approached them.

“Excuse me, students.”

[Oh, maybe we look like students because of our age.]

“Are you two, perhaps, signed in an agency?”

[Ah, we’re being scouted.]

“I’m sorry but I’m not interested, ma’am,” Neoma said politely, then she pulled Trevor by the arm. “But my dear cousin oppa is very interested in becoming a celebrity.”

Trevor looked at Neoma as if she had betrayed him.

.....

[Fighting, cousin oppa.]

***

“I DON’T understand what Your Majesty wants with me.”

Nikolai clenched his hands in an attempt to calm himself down.

He had to remind himself that Gavin Quinzel couldn’t fight back because the body that he was currently using was a shell of an ordinary person.

Moreover, they were in a hospital.

To be precise, the two of them were talking in the rooftop garden of the hospital. Even so, if he released his power or Soul Beasts in this place, many innocent people would get hurt.

That was why Nichole and Mona were also there.

“You can’t escape your sins just because you abandoned your shell as Gavin Quinzel and returned to this world as Kim Won-shik,” Nikolai said coldly. “You were the commander of the White Lion Knights, Gavin Quinzel. Most of all, you were the leader of the Paladins. But you killed your own people.”

“Would apologizing bring the dead back?” Gavin Quinzel retorted indifferently. “I don’t regret what I’ve done back then, Your Majesty.”

“You bastard–”

“Gavin Quinzel, why can’t you just be honest?” Nichole interrupted in an exasperated voice. “Just tell Nikolai the truth.”

Nikolai and Mona both turned to Nichole, confused.

“Princess Nichole, please,” Gavin Quinzel begged the former Princess Royal. “They don’t have to know that.”

“They have to. I’m sorry, but I can’t keep quiet anymore,” Nichole said, then she addressed Nikolai and Mona with her gaze before she spilled the truth. “It’s true that Gavin killed his people– but those people were already dead. They were nothing but puppets that Helstor, the God of Eternal Darkness, created to spy on the Royal Family.”

Mona covered her mouth with her hands when she gasped.

Nikolai was still confused when he turned to Gavin with knitted eyebrows. “Why didn’t you tell us the truth then?”

“Because it doesn’t change the fact that I killed them,” Gavin said, tired. It was obvious that he was just forced to speak about it. But since the beans had been spilled already, he had no choice but to reveal everything. “I didn’t want their loved ones to know that they had been swallowed by Darkness and used as puppets. I thought it would be easier for their families to accept the fact that I killed them. As a form of atonement, I decided to carry their resentment with me when I died as Gavin Quinzel.”

***

[WHAT A monster.]

Trevor, who hid in the men’s bathroom to avoid the talent scouts who were following him, was surprised when the communication device that he just created last night vibrated.

He made a communication device that had the same appearance as a smartphone.

Of course, it was connected to the other world.

[And guess who’s calling?]

“How the hell did you manage to contact me first, Ruston Solfrid Stroganoff?” Trevor asked when he answered the “phone call.” “Tell me the truth: are you a Sorcerer, too?”

<“No. I’m just a normal, strong person.”>

“Screw you.”

He could only curse at the damned chef because he couldn’t refute the fact that he was a strong person.

<“Can I talk to Neoma?”>

“Not until you answer my question,” Trevor said in a serious tone. “Hey, you were Princess Neoma’s boyfriend back when she was living as Kim Neoma, weren’t you?”

It was all thanks to the residue of the damned chef’s power.

Thanks to that, they found out that Ruston Solfrid Stroganoff made a deal with the god of this world. He also found some blurred memories that the damned chef tried to erase in this dimension.

Of course, all Trevor saw were faint images of the damned chef with ‘Kim Neoma.’

But he didn’t have to be a genius to guess the relationship between the two based on the pictures that he had seen before they completely faded.

[I don’t want to tell Princess Neoma about it, though.]

“You’re a fucking monster, you damned chef,” Trevor said. He wasn’t as good as Princess Neoma when it came to cursing, but he couldn’t help but use vulgar words at the moment. “How did you make THIS world forget about your existence?”

<“It’s quite easy for me since it’s not like the entire world knows about my existence.”>

Well, the damned chef had a point.

[But his power is still terrifying.]

<“Don’t tell Neoma,”> Ruto said. He was neither pleading nor threatening Trevor and yet, Trevor felt like he had to follow Ruto’s request. <“If Neoma remembers everything about our past, then she’ll also remember how to kill gods and destroy worlds. If that happens, even the in other existing worlds would end up as her enemies.”>

Trevor already knew that it was the reason why the damned chef was adamant about making Princess Neoma forget about their past.

[Ruston Solfrid Stroganoff doesn’t mind if Princess Neoma remembers their past, but he can’t let Princess Neoma remember how she almost destroyed the other world.]

“Why are you saying this to me, you damned chef?”

<“Because you’re the strongest person who can protect Neoma after me.”>

“Am I your spare part? Screw you.”

<“You’re the only person I can entrust Neoma to if something bad happens me,”> Ruto continued, obviously ignoring his complaint. <“Trevor Kesser, I’ll teach you how to protect Neoma and the Forbidden Secret that she discovered in her first life.”>

“Stop talking like you’re the main lead,” Trevor complained, cursing under his breath. “And stop treating me like I’m the poor second male lead here!”

***

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