Morning light filtered through the Elf Realm, and I checked my profile panel. My catastrophic skillset had risen to Level Five. My companions had evolved further, and even the Beast Princess Servine had joined in cultivation. I noted the true name of the Witch—Carlin Vexy—but set it aside.
Masks concealed us as we moved through the city. I shifted into Witch King Class, appearing as a young lady, and deliberately allowed myself to be captured by bandits. They carried me and other women to a haunted mansion.
Inside, the Third Prince selected three of us—two girls and myself. He indulged in his pleasures, but I used Charm Aura to seduce him just enough to distract, never completing the act. Later, I transformed into a bat with Vampire King Class and escaped.
For six days, I repeated this ruse—appearing in the chambers of both the First and Third Princes, sowing suspicion and leaving trails of charm and mystery.
On the seventh day, I left messages in both princes' rooms, pointing them to a false location. When they arrived, I staged my death with chloroform, which they mistook for poison.
"Oh, my prince," I whispered, feigning weakness. "I was poisoned… but I regret nothing, for I saw the one I loved most. Farewell."
Overcome with rage, the two princes fought. Both were Holy Knight Class, Breakthrough Level. Their battle consumed them, each striking until both lay dead.
I had succeeded—without killing them directly, but by turning their own ambition against them.
I reported to the Second Princess. She prepared her announcement.
Before the entire Elf Realm, broadcast by magic telecast, she declared:
"My father, the Elf King, lies on his deathbed, stricken by incurable disease. My elder brothers, Viyonaye and Nakono, are dead, slain by their own quarrel. I, Teleno Elf, claim the throne as Queen of the Elves. My first act is to appoint this courageous man as my minister, and to bind him with a Master & Servant pact as my loyal servant."
I stood beside her, mask concealing my aura. The people applauded, their voices echoing across the realm.
Inside, I thought, This disease is curable. They lack the drug, but I know it can be healed. Perhaps one day, I will save the king.
The pact was formed. Another step toward Catastrophe.
Thus, Dransart completes the Elf Realm mission. The Second Princess ascends as Queen Teleno Elf, bound to him by pact. The path to Catastrophic Hero grows clearer, but the weight of alliances and betrayals deepens.