# Chapter 7
It was time for the sun to show its first rays, and I arrived at the office.
The reason, of course, was that I wanted to make a good impression on Edmund.
After I carefully wiped down his desk and neatly organized the papers, I prepared the coffee with complete satisfaction.
As the smell of coffee seeped between the leaves, footsteps were heard approaching.
That harsh sound of shoes is unmistakable, it must be addictive.
I rushed to the mirror to check my appearance, then smiled.
“…the new employee?”
“You attended?”
“I came, but what is this?”
“Strong coffee and herbal gel!”
I smiled broadly, but he said with a look tinged with pity: “Herbal gel, you say?”
He stared at the gel placed on the desk, then suddenly squeezed it with his hand.
That thing! I don't know what it is exactly, but Mr. Rawan said it was very expensive!
“Why…why did you do that?”
“Do you prepare herbs that are beneficial for physical strength?”
“Gu… strength?!”
What is this? Is this gel made from the yakanamon plant?
I examined the cover again, and as soon as my eyes fell on the phrase written on it: [Tonight, your wife will not sleep.]
Until I remembered Mr. Rawan’s face as he presented it to me with a strange smile.
‘What crazy person is this who would give something like this to a holy priest!!’
"So, is this the information Lucid told you yesterday? That I attack physically?"
"What?! No…no! That's not the case at all!"
How did he know about my meeting with Lucid?!
Edmund laughed at me sharply, then threw the rest of the jelly into the trash.
“Wait, sir!”
I quickly grabbed his sleeve, but he pulled my hand away with a frown.
“Felix.”
He called him in a low voice, and the knight took a step closer.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Take her and move her to another department.”
“But...”
“I said move it.”
Felix nodded resignedly, then said: “Come.”
“Wait, sir!!”
I can't be fired so easily! He might be my real hero!
“Peace Festival!”
Peace Festival.
It is the celebration of the Emperor's accession to the throne, and the day when strangers settled in the Umfa region.
It was held annually, and many events were organized for strangers.
“You haven't decided what you're going to do at the festival yet, have you?”
In the original story, Edmund goes in disguise to Umfa in search of an idea for the festival, and there he meets the heroine Ekla.
He saves her from two wanderers, falls in love with her at first sight, and she impresses him with her fluency in the imperial language, and gives him several suggestions, including the idea of the festival itself.
“What do you think about inviting Nikita and Aryan’s delegations to the empire?”
“They will never come.”
He waved his hand unconcerned.
"Who knows? Maybe they're just waiting for an opportunity."
But I am the one who knows the future!
“Invite the representatives and try the trade proposal.”
"Business? Nonsense."
“Vuglich has had a drought for three years. If grains were part of the deal, they would definitely accept.”
He pondered my words for a moment, then said: “…Felix, we will go to His Majesty. Leave her and accompany me.”
"present."
"Good-bye!"
I released my wrist from his grip and sighed.
My proposal will certainly be accepted, and Edmund, who believes in efficiency, will change his opinion of me.
That evening, as I expected, my plan succeeded and the office was filled with movement.
“The guest list is taken care of by Dante. As for the ballroom, that’s your job, Natasha.”
The place was tense, and I was waiting for some work to be assigned to me, but my name was not mentioned.
“Wait, me?!”
I raised my hand, and Natasha smiled and whispered in my ear: “Freshmen are not given tasks like this.”
But it was my idea! When will I prove myself then?
Everyone was busy with preparations, and Campbell and I were left without work.
“Olivia, sorry, I won’t be able to train you until the festival is over. Arrange these files for now.”
He handed me the file, and I nodded in agreement.
At the end of work, I handed over the papers after arranging them.
“Well done, you can go.”
Since I had no work left, I left.
“Give this to the Imperial Kitchen.”
Edmund said as he wrote something down, then raised a piece of paper in his hand.
Since I'm on my way out, why don't I help?
“I'll handle it!”
I quickly picked up the paper. It was a menu for the delegates' banquet.
“Hmm?”
I felt there was something strange.
“Wait a minute!”
“I'm busy, if you want to date me, go now.”
“No, this list!”
“What about it? I checked it, there’s nothing wrong with it.”
He looked at me with disdain.
“Aryans don't eat beef.”
I pointed to the line that said “beef steak.”
"… What?"
He furrowed his eyebrows in disbelief.
“Does anyone know anything about that?”
“Never heard of it, sir.”
“But I don’t remember ever seeing an Aryan eat beef...”
Dante said hesitantly, and Edmund bit his lip in exasperation.
“In Aryans, the cow is a sacred animal. It is considered a sacred being to them.”
I learned this information from a stranger I met at the temple.
They never eat beef, like the Hindus in my former world.
“Exclude every dish that contains beef, and double-check.”
"Yes!"
While everyone moved, I began to mark the dishes in question with an X.
“The new employee.”
"Yes?"
"… Thank you."
Edmund...thanked me?
But he quickly kicked me out after that, so I hugged the papers to my chest and headed to the kitchen.
As usual, the palace had complex corridors like a maze.
After I handed over the papers, I went out to bump into Lucid.
“You finished your work?”
I didn't understand how we always met like this.
I contented myself with a quick greeting and left, so that it would not be rumored again that I was following him.
But I forgot something important: he is tall and I am short.
“I wanted to ask you something.”
"What is it?"
I looked at him coldly, and he smiled with his bright green eyes.
A teardrop was shining under his right eye.
“It is said that one of the administrators confessed her love to Edmund.”
Did the news spread so quickly?!
Tomorrow everyone will know!
“Yes, that bold one is me.”
“What? Really you? I thought it was impossible!”
He let out a loud laugh after examining me from head to foot.
“But you're not Edmund's type at all.”
'His type?'
I strained my hearing.
“What kind, then?”
Maybe he liked my situation or wanted to have fun.
He smiled slyly and said: “First, he likes bold women.”
'True, at the beginning of the novel, he was waiting for Eclat to speak to him.'
“He loves smart women.”
I knew that too.
“Finally… attractive women.”
I looked at my body, he did the same, and then our gazes met.
“I think you have little luck.”
A side smile appeared on his lips, and my face turned red with embarrassment.
“Goodbye then!”
I greeted him hurriedly and left the palace at a fast pace.
Now that I think about it...isn't he the one who takes me to the palace gate every time?
“No, impossible.”
I shook my head and walked towards the temple.
***
“Hmm, really interesting girl.”
Lucid said, looking at her blue locks swaying as she ran away from the palace.
Then he raised his hand to indicate to his guard, Jack, who descended from the tree and knelt in front of him.
“Did you check?”
“Yes, sir.”
He took out a scroll of paper from his chest, and Lucid skillfully unwrapped it.
“Her name is Olivia, she receives support from the temple.”
Check the information carefully.
“She fell in the temple fifteen years ago during the civil war, losing her memory. It is not known whether she was an orphan or just lost her parents.”
"And this? They're looking for a stranger with a gunshot wound?"
“The only thing she remembers is her name, and that a stranger her age took a bullet in the hand on her behalf.”
“Do you think Edmund is that boy? No way. It’s not in his nature.”
Lucid laughed sarcastically and crushed the paper in his hand.
“It was said that the idea of inviting delegations was also her suggestion.”
“In fact, the drawing that previously gained His Majesty’s approval was also her design.”
When Jack added that, Lucid's green eyes sparkled with danger.