Comment by Introvert on I’Ll Be The Matriarch In This Life - Chapter 195

"Duigi." At Rabini’s call, the Lord of Angenas, who was checking his luggage in the next room, approached. "Do you happen to know anything about the Brown family, Duigi?" "When it comes to land, you know that. That our father was particularly reticent about it." "Yes, he did. But I asked you because I thought you had something to say." Empress Rabini spoke with disappointment. "Not a very helpful father. It’s the same after his death." Empress Rabini uttered harsh words with a casual face. 😑 "I have to go back and meet the elders of Angenas. It won’t work like this."

Because Lulak’s smiling face was ominous.

Rabini was constantly bothered by a feeling of uneasiness. It was clear that those who experienced what happened around that time would know something. "Mother." Then Astana came into the room. "Where are you going?" "Ah, Prince. Your mother will go back to the Palace because something urgent came up. The Prince, enjoy the hunting contest and come back."

"Yesterday." Empress Rabini snapped Astana’s words. "Let’s say that we both played in Lombardi’s hands yesterday, Prince." "We’re played in Lombardi’s hands?" Astana was puzzled. "I insulted Lady Lombardy, whom I first started it..." Empress Rabini patted her son’s cheek. It was obviously a conflict with Florentia Lombardi, that caused the duel yesterday.

However, the person who duels instead of there is a member of the Brown family, so everyone at that place witnesses the excellence of Brown’s Swordsmanship. There is no such perfect coincidence. Rabini was convinced the situation itself was plotted. Last time, she thought Florentia was clever when she suddenly called Perez at the Empress’s Palace dinner. She never thought she’d do such a cute thing.

Empress Rabini smiled benevolently at Astana, who still looked at her with his eyes wide open. "I need to know anything. Leave it to your mother. I’ll putyou on the throne by all means." It was a sweet voice like the honey of a rose with thorns. "Well, then, mother." Astana hesitated and said. "What if I went back to the Palace with you... What if I get seriously hurt after participating in this ignorant contest?" So..." "No."Empress Rabini cut firmly and said, "If the Prince is weak at a time like this, we can all be ridiculed." Astana was about to cry.

 

However, Astana touched his lips a few times with his pale face, and he reluctantly nodded his head. "Prince, move with other aristocratic sons. Then everything will be fine." Empress Rabini got up from her seat to go for the carriage after she said so. However, Astana continued to glance through the dark Forest of Madman. He didn’t have a good sense of honor.

Finally, it was time for the hunting contest to begin. Tia was on the podium in front of the participants gathered in one place. It was to explain the rules of the hunting competition. And the moment she stood on the podium. She had to keep my mouth shut in order not to laugh, "Hmm. Let me briefly tell you the rules of the competition."

It was because it was worth seeing that most of the participants’ faces were in tears. Of course, some people flashed their eyes and burned the spirit of victory. "The rules are simple. The person who dealt with the greatest monsters in the next 3 days will get the honor of winning and the prize money. As evidence, you can cut off a part of the corpse of the monster and collect it." When she asked to cut it off, she could already see some distorting their faces because they’re not feeling well. "But remember, monsters are also creatures who know how to hunt people. So don’t go too deep in the woods, and use the provided flare when you are in a dangerous situation."

"Yes, but as you said, it’s an individual competition, so you have to refrain from excessive cooperation. Of course, the Prince wouldn’t do such a thing. Right?" Astana nodded quiveringly at her question. However, he seemed to be more relieved to exchange glances with the henchmen next to him. "Do you have any more questions?" She asked the participants. No one raised their hands. "Then, let’s start a hunting contest."