The Princess’ Bedroom Doll

want to covet everything.

 

He was curious to see what kind of expression Raha would make, but he was busy working right away.
But with a feeling of unusual enjoyment, Karzen carried on walking.

 

There was a strange informational message.

 

* * *

 

“My lord, how are you feeling?”

 

Shed replied indifferently to the priest’s question.

 

“It’s nothing special.”

 

“I see …….”

 

The priest sighed inwardly.

 

The answer was as brusque and cold as always, but Shed’s condition was not “good” in any way.

 

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His outward appearance was still beautiful, thanks to his birthright, but the peculiar suffering of a person who could not sleep properly, could not eat, and could not forget someone for a long time was gradually showing.

 

 The soot that spread like wildfire made his heart turn into an ogre, and even a little smile could not occur.

 

“I’m here to tell you good news, my Lord.”

 

The priest deliberately spoke in a cheerful tone.
On the other hand, Shed could not help but notice a slight tremor at the end of his voice.

 

“High Priest Amar said to tell you.”

 

“What?”

 

“Finally…..
The long experiment is over.
At last.”

 

“……..”

 

Instantly, Shed’s steps stopped.
It was just a moment.
The blue-gray eyes that shook slightly regained their original motion as if it had never happened.

 

“So what happens next?”

 

“Next is …… ah.”

 

The priest, who was hesitant, said in a hurry.

 

“Yes.
High Priest Amar will be here shortly.
You can rest in the reception room.
I’ll take you there.”

 

“Okay.”

 

The priest hurried to his feet.

 

“Please wait a moment.
He will be here shortly.”

 

The priest hurried out, saying he would bring tea.
Shed, left alone in the small but well-decorated reception room, swept his face slowly with both hands.
Eyes exposed under firm hands glared into the air.

 

The experiment was over.

 

It was not a painful experiment.
Rather, the priests’ faces and bodies withered day by day, more so than the experimental subject, himself.

 

In the first place, it did not make sense for people who worshiped God to conduct experiments on human bodies.
It was an action that went against the morality and discipline of the priests.

 

For this reason, the priests never once put a knife to the body of an experimental subject.
It was an experiment in sacred power and nature.
While the priests’ spirits were fading beyond imagination, not a single year went by on the bodies of the experimental subjects.

 

Having to squeeze their sacred power to the last drop, the priests’ complexions paled daily.
But that was a sacrifice they were willing to make.
The resentment against Karzen del Harsa, the tyrant who had sucked the blood of the continent, was more than that.

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But the Princess…

 

The Princess who will curl up alone in the palace…….

 

Shed ruffled his hair roughly and shortly after the reception room door was opened.
There was High Priest Amar.
Like all the priests who had recently participated in the experiment, he didn’t look very good, having squeezed out all his sacred power.

 

“I am a little late, My Lord.”

 

High Priest Amar, finally drawing a smile, staggered lightly.
Amar, who sat on the other side of Shed with the help of a priest, finally opened his mouth after taking a sip of tea.

 

“My Lord, you have heard that the experiment has been completed.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I have one more thing to tell you personally.
But if you listen to it, you might regret it.
You don’t have to listen.”

 

“Say it.”

 

High Priest Amar often considered this King to be like a giant rock.
It was not because of his intimidating stature.
Eyes that were firmly centered.
It was a misconception that regrets were not irrelevant because they were caused by one’s own choices.
The wind that shook the leaves would be of no use to this king.

 

So he was really appropriate for this huge experiment that started with “revenge” from the beginning, and he would also be perfect as the one to decide this heavy choice.

 

“The experiment, My Lord.
It took six months, as you know, to raise the perfection of the experiment from the traditional 70 to 99.”

 

When they decided to send the experiment subjects disguised as “bedroom slaves” in the Holy Land to the Princess of Delo.
At that time they could not expect any further progress in the experiment. 

In terms of numbers, they could not give up on the experiment since they already brought it up to 70.

 

So, in their wisdom, they came up with a plan to send the test subjects to the Princess’s chamber.
There was no other way to make a breakthrough.

 

However, contrary to the expectations of the priests, the experimental subjects were killed by the cruel tyrant’s hobby of magic branding.

 

The only survivor was this king who was saved by Princess Raha del Harsa….

 

“But…”

 

Amar continued in a complex tone.

 

“The results showed that it would take an additional 10 years to complete the experiment from 99 to 100.”