性瘾者

She was talking to Tteokbokki, in his human form, who suddenly appeared and carried her in his arms while she was still freefalling. Of course, she appreciated it. She was just worried because she knew her Soul Beast used a lot of his power just to make space for the treasures that she was about to steal.

[Apparently, only the emperors could have a dimension big enough to store a Treasury Room because the power of the throne would give them the space they needed for it. But since I’m not yet the empress regnant, Tteokbokki and I had to work hard on our own.]

“I’m not so weak that I can’t fulfill my duty,” Tteokbokki said smugly. “I’m your Soul Beast, thug princess. It’s my duty to protect you.”

“Aww,” Neoma said, pinching Tteokbokki’s cheeks. “When did my little ketchup-colored donkey grow up?”

“Shut it, thug princess.”

She just laughed at her Soul Beast’s reaction.

Then she saw Nero looking at her and Tteokbokki as if he couldn’t believe their interaction.

“What?” Neoma asked. “Why are you looking at us like that?”

.....

Nero waited until his feet landed on the floor before he spoke. “Why are you letting your Soul Beast talk to you disrespectfully?”

“This is how we talk to each other normally,” Neoma said while Tteokbokki was putting her down. “I don’t find him rude since I’m ruder.”

Tteokbokki nodded immediately. “You’re only saying that because your head is messed up at the moment, Prince Nero. But I’ll have you know that the thug princess is a lot ruder than I am. But it’s okay since it’s her.”

Nero seemed to be too stunned to speak.

Neoma, on the other hand, ignored her twin brother to look around.

[So, this is the Royal Treasury.]

Everything was sparkling.

The entire place was like the dream library of most bookworms.

[But make it fancy.]

The giant shelves were made of gold, and the items in each panel either looked expensive, ancient, or ominous. But everything in there obviously held an important piece of history.

[In short, everything is worth stealing.]

The problem was the Royal Treasury was bigger than she expected.

It seemed endless.

[We can’t steal everything.]

“Nero, only the two of us have access in here,” Neoma said, turning to her twin brother with a serious look on her face. “I’ll beat the shit out of you if you let the crow bastards in here.”

Nero turned to her with knitted eyebrows. “‘Crow bastards?\'”

She just clicked her tongue in annoyance.

Unfortunately, Trevor didn’t have the power to undo the curse on Nero to make her twin brother remember her.

[“The curse was centered on Prince Nero, so unfortunately, I can’t undo it.”]

That was what Trevor said to her.

Even Ruto said almost the same thing.

[“If I could undo the curse on the Crown Prince that easily, then I should have done it before I lost my positive feelings towards you.”]

Her man had a point.

[If even Ruto finds it hard, then it’s almost next to impossible to undo the curse ASAP.]

It actually made sense as to why the curse was “thicker” on Nero more than the others.

[For the crows to control the empire, they need Nero since he’s the future emperor. So it makes sense that the curse has more effect on my brother than the others affected by it.]

“Nero, I’ll get straight to the point,” Neoma said in a serious tone. “Calyx isn’t our brother. He may be a de Moonasterio, but he’s not related to us.”

“You talk as if YOU are related to me.”

“Look at my pretty face and say that I’m not related to you.”

“…”

Of course, Nero couldn’t say that she wasn’t related to him since they practically had the same face.

[I’m prettier and looked kinder, though.]

“I’m your older twin sister,” Neoma said, her voice still dead serious. “My name is Neoma Roseheart de Moonasterio.”

“Do you expect me to believe you easily?”

“Of course,” she said confidently. “I “brainwashed” you since we were three years old so you’d love me to death.”

“What?”

“You love me more than you love our parents,” she said nonchalantly. “But Calyx erased me from your memories. In fact, he put a very powerful curse that erased me from everyone’s memories.”

“What–”

“Calyx belongs to a cult that kills all the royal princesses in the Royal Family in order to crown the next emperor that they chose,” she said, cutting him off again. “They wanted you to become the next emperor, but I’m the one destined to become the first empress regnant.”

“Huh?”

“Because of that prophecy, the crows are trying to get rid of me,” she continued. “The crows wanted you to take the throne. But you love me so much that you didn’t mind handing the throne to me without a fight.”

“Impossible,” Nero said in disbelief. “I am the Crown Prince– the rightful heir to the throne. Why would I give up the throne for someone else? Even if you turn out to be my real twin sister, I don’t think I’d be willing to give what’s mine to you.”

“You’re only saying that because you forgot about me,” she said, shrugging. “You’ll be fine once you retrieved your memories.”

Nero glared at me. “Stop messing with me.”

“I’m not,” Neoma said, then she turned to Tteokbokki who looked like he was about to fall asleep already. “Tteokbokki, take all the stuff that looks important and ominous. I don’t need the expensive ones.”

She had enough money, especially since Hanna and Jasper oppa were on her side.

[I have the two riches nobles with me, so I would never have to worry about money.]

“I understand why you’d want the items with history,” Tteokbokki said, knitting his eyebrows. “But why would you want the items with ominous aura?”

“Just because.”

She only said that because Nero was there.

[I can’t trust my dongsaeng yet because he’s attached to Calyx at the moment.]

But, to be honest, the items that had an ominous aura around them were actually responding to the Darkness attribute in her.

[It’s as if those items are calling out to me.]

“I’ll tell you which items to get,” Neoma said, then she pointed at the golden shelf that had number ‘4’ signage. “Sweep everything from that shelf.”

Tteokbokki immediately disappeared beside her. “Oki doki.”

[Gosh, his manner of speaking is a little…]

“Do you think I’ll just watch you steal from the Royal–”

“Nero, please shut up for a moment,” Neoma said, then she caressed his cheek. “I miss you, baby brother, but your noona is busy.”

“What…” Nero said, then his eyes turned glossy as if he was sleepy. “You…”

In just the blink of an eye, her twin brother already fell asleep.

Of course, she caught her precious brother and hugged him tightly.

“I’m sorry, Nero,” Neoma said while patting his back. “We’ll get our heartfelt reunion later.”

***

“YOU MUST be the genius Sorcerer Trevor Kesser.”

Trevor raised an eyebrow at Sanford Devon. “You know me, huh?”

Right now, Sanford Devon and Raku were tied together using a rope made from Trevor’s Mana.

Hence, the two couldn’t move at the moment.

[And it doesn’t seem like they have any intention to escape.]

“You may not know this, but even though I’m from a different kingdom, my ancestors actually used to serve the Kessers,” Sanford Devon said, smiling bitterly. “I guess you know why, sir.”

Now the fallen prince was talking politely to him.

“If your ancestors served my family in the past, then your family must be crazy bastards, too,” Trevor said, laughing. “Only lowlives would serve other lowlives.”

.....

The fact that Sanford Devon laughed with him only meant Sanford Devon didn’t respect his family.

[Just like how I don’t respect mine.]

“For someone who’s been captured, you look pretty relaxed,” Trevor commented playfully. “Aren’t you worried about Prince Nero?”

“Of course, we’re worried,” Sanford Devon said, then he grinned. “But I have a feeling that our master is fine, and that his twin sister won’t hurt him.”

He raised an eyebrow at the fallen prince. “You believe us easily?”

“The beautiful princess looks exactly the female version of Prince Nero, and I didn’t sense any kind of magic that alters one’s appearance,” Sanford Devon said. Although he still looked cheeky, his eyes were serious. “And my gut feeling is telling me that I can trust the beautiful princess. At least, more than the First Prince.”

Oh?

[This boy doesn’t trust Calyx Dalton.]

It actually made sense.

[Prince Nero’s “children” may know Princess Neoma as their master’s twin sister. But they never met Princess Neoma in person, so the curse won’t affect them that much since these children didn’t have any memories with my Moon Princess.]

What made the curse powerful was the fact people didn’t only forget about Princess Neoma– but their memories were completely altered.

[Just like how Queen Brigitte and King Glenn “remembered” that Princess Monik was born with Kingston, when in reality, it was Princess Neoma who brought the White Lion to Princess Monik.]

But Prince Nero’s children didn’t have personal interactions with Princess Neoma.

“You,” Trevor said, grinning. “I think I can use you to perfect the “antidote” that I’m trying to make for Prince Nero.”

“Are you going to experiment on Nero’s most trusted knight?”

Trevor heard Calyx Dalton’s disgusting voice at the same time Lewis growled lowly.

[Aigoo.]

Calyx Dalton arrived with Melvin Luchessi, Prince Nero’s secretary according to the information that he gathered about the people around the Crown Prince.

[Tsk. I thought the crow bastard isn’t in the palace at the moment?]

Calyx smiled at them. “It’s been a while, Trevor Kesser and Lewis Crevan.”

Trevor pointed a finger at Calyx Dalton. “Lewis, attack.”

***

“THUG PRINCESS, what should I do next?” Tteokbokki asked her. “I’ve already stored the items you told me to steal.”

Neoma pondered for a moment. “Let’s set the Royal Treasury on fire.”

“Huh?”

“Nero might bring Calyx Dalton or some other crow bastard here,” she said while looking at Nero whom she carefully put on the floor first. “I can’t let them touch the items here, so let’s set the Royal Treasury on fire.”

Judging by the way Nero acted protective of Calyx, she had a feeling that the crow bastard might take advantage of her baby brother.

[And some of the items here are useful to the crows.]

She wasn’t surprised since the crows used to be the support system of the crown.

Tteokbokki knitted his eyebrows. “The Moon God and your ancestors might curse you for real if you burn the Royal Treasury, thug princess.”

“I said we’d set the Royal Treasury on fire,” Neoma said, smirking haughtily. “I didn’t say we’d burn the heirlooms, though?”

***

Please ADD my story to your LIBRARY to be notified when an update is posted. Thank you! :>