Chapter 12: Inner Court

Chapter 12: Inner Court

“Wake up, everyone! The Queen’s coronation is about to start!” The innkeeper’s loud voice suddenly rang out, startling Rael from his sleep.

Yet as he looked through the window, he noticed it was already bright outside.

Shit… come on.

He grumbled.

First day as the queen, that woman is going to make citizenship stricter. I’m fucked.

From what he remembered, she was someone in her early twenties.

However, she killed the king, and funnily enough, no one cared.

The only thing they wanted was her on the throne since she was strong, smart, and, of course, beautiful.

But from the constant abuse he suffered at her hands while he was playing the game, the only thing Rael felt was repulsion.

Though it would be a fun event to attend.

Rael thought with a sigh, taking off his clothes before heading into the bath.

Yet as he glanced at the reflection in the water, his eyes widened.

Instead of his black hair and green eyes, he found himself with shoulder-length silver hair—almost platinum in color.

At the same time, his eyes were now completely red.

“What the fuck…”

As for his face, he still looked exactly the same as before.

Nonetheless, despite being a bit flustered, Rael showered and bought himself a pair of clothes from the Premium Shop.

•—Premium Shop—•

Category: Clothing/Clothing Kits

•—Balance: 507 Trell—•

• 1 Black Clothing Kit (Common): 250 Trell

Scamming me as per usual.

Rael remarked and put it on.

It consisted of basic socks, shoes, underwear, pants, and, of course, a shirt.

All of it was black in color, and finally, Rael was ready to head out.

Going downstairs, he saw that aside from the innkeeper, everyone was out already.

“Damn lad, you are pretty late,” the innkeeper chuckled. “I assumed someone with your looks would try to woo the queen herself.”

Rael froze. “You think I could?”

“Hahaha, fuck no.” The innkeeper let out a laugh before pointing toward the door. “Though it’s a once-in-a-lifetime event, lad, I wouldn’t want to miss it.”

“Then why aren’t you going?” Rael asked.

“Too lazy.” The innkeeper shrugged.

“…”

Rael made his way out speechlessly and followed the crowd.

Everyone was hurrying forward, each one faster than the other.

In the meantime, all he could think about was money.

As it seemed, he only received his dungeon money at midnight.

But before he could ponder further, someone bumped into him.

“Clumsy bast—” Rael trailed off as the bastard in question turned out to be the same girl from yesterday—Linlin.

“How’s it going, nudist? Wearing a bra today?”

“I’d punch you in the face if there were fewer people.” Linlin stated, her cheeks slightly red. “Can’t you forget about that? It was an accident.”

“I’m sure it was,” Rael chuckled before proceeding to completely ignore her as he walked forward.

However, it seemed like she was following him.

He turned around, frowning. “Listen… I couldn’t care less whether you flashed your tits or not. All I want to do right now is see this coronation.”

“Me too, that’s why I’m heading in the same direction, you stupid prick.” Linlin lashed out.

“Oh, right.” He facepalmed and continued walking through the dense crowd in silence.

But she was sticking a bit too close for comfort.

They passed through a few courtyards, and he saw multiple mansions scattered all around.

However, the area they were heading to was a giant castle.

Rael turned around out of curiosity, and he noticed that the gates had been closed off, which meant he got here just in the nick of time.

Off in the distance, the massive castle was visible, and that’s exactly where he was headed.

But he soon arrived in front of another gate where a single guard stood.

“I need to see your ID, both of you.”

“Uhh—”

“Here you are.” Linlin pulled out a card and showed it to the guard.

“You may pass,” the guard stated before turning to Rael. “You?”

“I don’t suppose 20 Trell would be enough to pass?” Rael asked with a sheepish smile.

“I see… Stand there for a moment.” The guard said before walking over to Rael and placing some sort of heavy cuffs over his arms. “For the crime of attempting to bribe a guard, you are hereby to be thrown into the castle’s dungeons.”

“It was a hypothetical scenario…” Rael remarked with a sigh before accepting his fate.

At least he’d get to see the coronation if he walked slow enough.

“Hah… Idiot.” Linlin let out a laugh before heading inside.

But so did he—just with less comfort, as the guard did not exactly adjust the weights.

“Though I do have to congratulate you,” the guard said out of nowhere. “You will be Her Majesty’s first prisoner.”

Rael tilted his head. “…It’s an honor?”

They soon entered the inner court of the castle, and that was where all of the people were scattered around.

There were so many, in fact, that if he accidentally slipped away, chances were, the guard would not even notice.

“Look, Her Majesty Zafira is there!” Rael yelled, grabbing everyone’s attention as he pointed toward a nearby bush.

The guard fell for the trick as well, and that was when Rael sneakily walked into the crowd—

“What are you doing?”

“Nudist girl…” Rael narrowed his eyes.

“It’s Linlin, you prick,” she corrected with a scoff before taking an amused glance at his cuffs. “Are you seriously trying to run away?”

“Nope, the guard just forgot to unlock the cuffs. I’m going over there, and then I’ll—”

Linlin cut him off by grabbing his wrists.

Her hands felt really soft to the touch, which almost made him look past the fact that she acted like a bitch.

However, as her hands traveled down to his fingers, she suddenly tightened her grip.

As she did, Rael’s thumbs were dislocated.

[HP -15! 805/820]

In the very next moment, she pulled the cuffs downward, freeing him.

However, the pain was a little too much, as Rael was trying his best not to scream like some baby.

“You’re welcome, and you now owe me one.” Linlin stated with a soft smile before walking away and disappearing into the crowd.

Rael didn’t stay long either, he too walked further from the guard until he was in the opposite corner of the inner court.

But the cat-and-mouse game soon finished when, all of a sudden, a fierce pressure enveloped him as well as the other people present, making everyone quiet down.

In the very next moment, the announcer’s voice rang out.

“Her Royal Majesty, Zafira Sutekh, has arrived!”

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