Urana: And the Last Revenge

Episodes 4.5 - 5.1

"Pardon me!" Eve lowered her shoulders, clearly shaking violently. Yep, the horror look from Urana is the ultimate move for an opponent like Eve.

"Let me clean Raie's room" said Urana still with glaring eyes. "In exchange, I'll---"

"I beg you to resign, Miss Urana!" The woman in black and white dress ran away as fast as lightning, leaving behind a bucket full of water. However, Urana with a plain face just stared at the bucket.

"I think I'm overdoing it."

And most importantly after Urana entered Raie's study with a bucket and a dry cloth, this opportunity should not be wasted! He must retrieve the papers before Raie arrives!

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As they rumored, Raie had just returned home with the rest of the surviving soldiers. Quite a surprise to Urana. An infuriating person like Raie could finish the battle without giving the opponent a chance to attack this region. He and his army were covered in blood, even some of them fell unconscious when they arrived at the palace. That's what Urana saw from the bedroom window.

"When you can seize enemy territory through negotiation," Urana chirped out of the room. Today, Urana is lazy to wear a pretty dress. Despite being persuaded by many servants he knew, Urana still went to the dining room in a pajama dress suit and tangled hair.

Because Raie herself got there in a uniform full of bloodstains.

"Good morning, Dad." Urana sat down beside the Count. He was busy writing some letters. It seemed quite heavy in deciding the appropriate reply for that piece of paper. "Pretty busy? Can I make you some green tea?"

"No need," he answered looking gently at her. "I've asked Camile to prepare breakfast, all fruit to restore your health."

"Ah, okay." This time, Urana can't force a will. Cih, if only yesterday Raie did not act bad, maybe now he can make breakfast for the Count.

"And Raie," the Count immediately looked at his coldly staring son. How cool he was to still be relaxed thrusting a piece of paper to Raie. "For next week, the activities organized by the western region will be represented by Urana."

Ha! Raie's bulging eyes were the ultimate pleasure for Urana! []

"For next week, the activities organized in the southern region will be represented by Urana."

"I DON'T AGREE!" Raie instantly shook the table, regardless of the asphyxiated Count and the shuddering waitress horrified in a bow. Urana sat quietly.

"Why should he come to the show?" tanyanya sewot's. "He's not who we are."

"He's my son-in-law!" the Count corrected. His sharp gaze eroded Raie's guts. "Urana married you, Raie. So he's my own son, part of the Shourette family."

"But, Dad----"

"You argue, I'll lower your throne!" The Count's loud voice increasingly shrunk all the inhabitants of the dining room, as well as Urana next to him. Although hoarse because it was eaten by age, the aura of a Count was very gripping when angry. In the end, Raie sat back down with a piercing glare in Urana's eyes. Lucky he had put on a haughty face. The plan he laid out hooked the Count to be on his side.

"After all, do you want to attend a tea show?" tanya Count glanced at Raie full of ignorance. Thought Urana, it turns out he likes to joke. Morning dishes arrived. Only Raie refused to eat.

"Of course I don't want to" he replied lazily. "But, I also have important matters with the king of the region."

"Do you really want to attend this?" There is an understatement tone behind the question worth less sure of it. "Or could you declare war again?"

"Only with war can I get enemy territory."

"Basic maniac of war." The count clucked in annoyance before devouring a mouthful of sugar-studded toast. "When there's an easy way, you take the hard way."

"It's up to you to call me what, Your Majesty." While emphasizing the last two words for the Count, Raie got up from his seat. "For me, the way the cooperation and negotiation of the territory must have been interference from the people who were the most."