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"…If I am someone Your Majesty will not look at,"

This youth, Lord Sodi's grandchild, Lyuca… What in the world is this person saying?
I don't understand. My thoughts won't come together.
Since I don't understand, I should probably try listening to them for a bit.

Because, at the very least… I must kill them.
The hateful ones who stole her from me.

"I'm not needed, am I?"
The youth spoke in a monotone voice, directed at no one in particular. Then, they tried to press the knife that was pointed at them against their own neck, placing a hand on the blade's edge to pull it closer.

"Whoa!?"
The man who had been pointing the blade at the youth let out a flustered cry, pulling the blade away from them and tossing it aside.
Perhaps it was a little too late, as a red horizontal line now ran across the youth's throat, with a vertical red streak dripping down from its edge.

"Wh-what the hell are you doing!?"
"This isn't the time for games!?"
The men who had surrounded and captured the youth were in disarray.

"Haha."
As if mocking the men's confusion, only the youth's laughter was bright.

"Ha, hahaha… A game? …This isn't a game."
The bright laughter suddenly sank into darkness.

"Th-then,"
"Her Majesty is not a game!!"
The youth suddenly screamed, clutching their head with both hands.

"Huh?"