How the Villainous Consort Avoids His Death Ending - Chapter 122.1
Valerian had acquired a solid alibi that cleared him of all suspicion, having been trapped in that dangerous basement alongside Tristan. But what if he had found a way to protect himself from the swarm of black rats by some other means?
I hadn’t been able to figure out what that was until recently. However, upon arriving in the village, I had a hunch that at least one thing was certain.
Somewhere in this village, there existed an abandoned warehouse swarming with black rats, and Tristan would, in one way or another, eventually head there.
In secret, the task of finding the dilapidated warehouse described in the original story began. It was not difficult to locate the shabby building, situated beyond a desolate forest path, near an abandoned house where no one lived.
What followed was the administration of the vaccine I had secretly brought from the Grand Ducal Castle. This part was a bit difficult.
When I gathered a very small number of trusted knights and informed them about the vaccine, the reaction was not particularly positive.
“…I do not doubt you, Grand Consort, but isn’t this a vaccine that hasn’t even undergone clinical trials yet?”
“If something were to happen after you took it yourself, my lord…”
The concerns of Sir Johannes and Gerhardt were valid. But I was confident, at least regarding this vaccine.
Three years ago, when I began various projects in Hezekia, I gathered the physicians of Hezekia and established a medical center. The research I had instructed them to pay special attention to at that time was exactly the development of this vaccine. It was because I already knew that an epidemic caused by a swarm of black rats would occur.
Because the swarm of black rats appeared much faster than expected, we could not go through additional verification. There hadn’t been enough time to test for side effects, let alone confirm if it would truly be effective. However, such additional experiments were merely follow-up tasks intended to show the territorial residents and vassals that we were being thorough. From the beginning, I clearly knew what materials were needed and the methodology for developing the vaccine.
I am sending a warning to the user. All available text verification chapters have been completed…….
“Put it on my tab.”
I clearly told you last time that was the last time for credit!
“I’ll pay you back double. Just throw any event at me. How about a <Stop Consort’s Conspiracy♡ Fake Grand the> event?”
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Ignoring the system’s pitiful cries, it was thanks to the original story verification service I had pulled on credit. In the distant future, Constantine had discovered both the vaccine for this epidemic and preventive measures to block the approach of the swarm of black rats. In reality, Everett had released the swarm of black rats to spread a terrifying epidemic to Hezekia and then shook his hands of it, pretending he knew nothing.
Although the original story does not explain it this far, the reason Valerian survived unscathed even though he was trapped in a basement full of rats must have been because he had naturally gained the effect of having been vaccinated while suffering a swarm of black rats attack during his childhood.
I was lucky that I had found a combination of herbs that black rats detested while in the process of developing the vaccine. Valerian in the original story seemed to have somehow endured the rats approaching him, but I absolutely detest rats.
However, for the knights who knew nothing of these circumstances, it was naturally a cause for concern. Just as I was wondering how to persuade them, Tristan, who had been guarding my side in silence, suddenly spoke up.
“It is a medicine that the Grand Consort participated in developing directly. There is no need to worry.”
“My lord…”
“Carry it out. Now.”
Once Tristan gave the order, everything proceeded like clockwork. That was how we captured Valerian and were able to reveal that Everett was the mastermind through interrogation.
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“Everett’s actions have crossed the line. To think he would even try to spread an epidemic in this land.”
Tristan muttered as he kissed my shoulder. Honestly, I wondered if that was something to say while in bed. But I decided to let it pass, chalking it up to the fact that being an earnest Grand Duke at all times and places is one of Tristan’s charms.
I swallowed a small sigh and nodded.
“He must have felt desperate as Hezekia grew wealthier by the day. Because if left as it is, it would mean giving wings to His Highness Constantine.”
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