I Will Be The New Me
CHAPTRE 33

Floyd put the paddle in his hand. "How do you know about His Majesty's condition? all this time only people in the palace knew about it. Did you put a spy around the King?!" his jaw was hardened as if he was holding back an emotion.

Quinn chuckled as he flicked his finger pointing at the cool young man, "Where is possible. You yourself know how much control Raiden has in the palace. I'm just guessing, actually what kind of medicine Mr. Gray made up until he's the so-called greatest concocter of medicine can't cure the King."

Floyd let out a heavy sigh, "You don't have to interfere. A weak girl like you would just end up in jail without making any meaningful progress." there have been dozens of times Floyd asked Raiden to change doctors and drug traffickers, but no results.

Quinn did not deny or reply to Floyd. The nineteen-year-old looked very cautious and did not want to get involved in any dangerous matters. Raiden is cruel even though he has a face that is hailed by his community as a depiction of the face of God. "Have you never been suspicious of Raiden's attitude? maybe it was Raiden who made his own father sick?"

Floyd doesn't like it. "You don't play games, Lady. I never once thought so. Besides why you suddenly act like you're trying to defy the Prince when it's obvious that you're always sticking like a prank on him."

This guy I've been watching always vilifies me.

"So you don't want to cooperate with me? no problem." Quinn showed me a small bottle of serum containing a blackish liquid, "What kind of medicine is this made by Mr Gray?"

Floyd buys, when did the girl get a bottle of medicine made by Gray while all this time who can meet Gray in his room is Raiden? Floyd swallowed his saliva, "Isn't that it...?".

Quinn poured the liquid in the bottle of serum into the running water under their small vessel. The water turned turbid black and looked extremely poisonous. It did not take long until they could see small fish that were accidentally passing directly float to the surface of the water. "How do you think?" Quinn waited for Floyd's silent reply in shock.

The evidence is still trying to deny Floyd. Not because Quinn thinks they're engineering, for now Floyd only think about the fate of the King who has saved him from disaster so that he can live until this moment instead lay sick due to drugs whose function is precisely equivalent to poison. "It could be you who made the liquid to deceive me so that you could take advantage of me. It's been more than seven years that I've lived alongside petty nobles."

Quinn threw the bottle at Floyd. The medicine bottle of the palace was made of different materials, there was a royal emblem stamp on the bottom of the bottle. "It belongs to the palace" murmured Floyd. His grayish iris looked straight at the object before her eyes, "How could you infiltrate inside there?"

"You don't have to ask 'how. Only you and I know the truth. Don't you want to find out exactly what ingredients Mr. Gray used as medicine? I might be able to help you save the King. You feel indebted to him, don't you? this is a good opportunity for you to prove that you're not a human being who doesn't know how to return the favor."

"..."

"Your sister..."

"Yes?"

""Your sister went to school for Princess Personality, didn't she? Wouldn't he be able to attend school and eat well too because of the help of His Majesty the King? Would you still choose to turn a blind eye to the truth and let the King die a slow torment? If I were you, I would be so embarrassed to get to da— veins"

"Stop!" Floyd growled furiously, his hands clenched tightly and now he was glaring at Quinn who was showing off a wry smile at him.

"Why are you yelling at me like that? you were doing the same thing but I just kept quiet and accepted all your sneers," Quinn looked straight into Floyd's eyes without fear, "If you don't help me yeah no problem, no problem, but be prepared for the worst."

Floyd grinned furiously, veins appearing on his jaw and neck. "So you threatened me, eh?! what do you want to do?"

Quinn plucked his finger into the air, "I'm close to Raiden. He always heard every complaint, maybe I can help the King to take away the pleasure you get from his money. Your sister also does not need to bother learning noble ethics, because she is basically just a commoner—"

Sriiings

Floyd took out a sword from his scabbard and pointed at Quinn's right eye. "I can't hear your babble anymore. It's a waste of time. All the nobles always boasted of their status as if they were very special and would not be able to die as well as us. That high caste does not make you immortal. I am so sick of your people. What profit do I get from helping you?"

Quinn laughed slylyly, "You're talking about profit? You've been able to profit long ago when the King trusted you as his Knight, right? You don't have to dirty your hands 'cause I'm gonna do all the work." He pulled Floyd's sword eye closer leaving only one cent of his eyeball, "I'll give up my right eye to you if this doesn't work or endanger your position as a high Knight."

"Hahahahaha this is very interesting," Floyd laughed loudly until his eyes got wet. The young man wiped away the tears that flowed from the corner of his eyes, "The girl who was playing around was now trying to defy death by looking for trouble. Aren't you overconfident? You don't even have any evidence. You also have no support. I'm not sure you'll survive."

Quinn was silent not answering. Floyd is right, his reckless way will be seen as a careless rebellion. The likelihood of failure is balanced with the success that will be obtained. However, Quinn had lived once and had witnessed what happened in the palace.

"Sorry, Mr. Floyd. You can't see what I see, so you don't understand on what basis I'm taking this decision." Floyd did not dwell on the seriousness of Quinn in speaking. The beautiful girl even changed the style of the language used to be very formal to make Floyd feel uncomfortable hearing it.

The burly knight finally sighed resignedly, "Huh... I-i understand. I'll also really take your eyes no matter how many people will get in the way, including the Crown Prince." Rigorously.

Quinn agreed. It was fine for him to lose one eye.

"So, what should I do?"

"That's easy. Help me infiltrate Mr. Gray's room. I'll do it all by myself, you just need to get those spies out of there."

"The Crown Prince's spies are numerous. What should we do to let them off guard?"

"Give it to me."

"All right."

Quinn engineered the drug. He could never get into Gray's heavily guarded room, the bottle Quinn got was the bottle of medicine Raiden brought to treat the wound on his back. While the contents were clear he was asking Christian to experiment, Quinn relied on the memory of the last medicine color that managed to kill King.

While he's currently getting information from Rupert about Gray Morrison. Just need to threaten again and again.

He seems to be betraying me..

"Hurry up, Lady."

Quinn jumped from the canoe they were riding and drowned herself. Quinn can swim, she just deliberately drinks more water to make her fainting look more natural.

He had intended so, unfortunately something unexpected happened. Quinn was fine, she could breathe in the water. The golden pattern in her net could actually capture the shadows of the water spirit spirits surrounding her with a smile as if embracing and helping her.

Hey, I'm working on my plan, you know. Rather than bothering me, can you help me?

{Why are you putting yourself in danger?}

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to fool them.

{You are a child loved by the Gods. Of course we will help you, we will not let you die.}

Blurbs...

Floyd jumped in to lift Quinn's body. He hugged the girl's body and soon reached the surface. Floyd tried to catch his breath, "He sank too deep. Is this also the plan? Lady. Lady, you hear me?"

There's no answer.

"It looks like he actually fainted. How is he gonna infiltrate this way?"

Floyd carried Quinn's body back to the mainland. The rower, the gardener, and the two maidservants who were Raiden's subordinates had also been waiting at the place where they had started. The four of them approached. "Good God, Mr. Floyd. What the hell's going on? why are you two so wet?"

"Did Lady Quinn faint?"

"Yes. Our ship was a little shaken and Lady accidentally fell. I think the dress is very difficult, can you take care of her?"

The two maidservants immediately guided the way leading to a guest room. "I'm going out. You can take care of Lady Quinn."

The two servants whispered about Quinn as soon as Floyd left the room. "Oh, how's this? do we need to bring her a new dress?"

"But we don't have a dress here. Oh, but we can ask the butler."

"After all, he is. There was always a chance for him to act foolishly. Is it how much he wants the Crown Prince to pay attention to?"

"You're right. She deserves a maid uniform."

One of them took the initiative to go asking questions rather than for too long to let Quinn linger in a dress that was soaked. "I'm going to go. You just turn on the fireplace, "it's worth admitting that even if they're talking badly about Quinn, but they haven't forgotten the job they've been responsible for.

"I understand. Hurry back."

It took more than thirty minutes to get to the dormitory and back to the guest room because the rooms in the palace were so many and the Ethereal palace was so big. "Geez, why am I making fire in broad daylight like this? I need to report to yang—"

"Thank you for giving me a good idea."

"Eh?!"

Quinn smacked the maid's nape until she collapsed without even thinking about what was going on. "My hands are getting strong, maybe I can hold a sword."

Quinn was lucky because the servant woman had the same hair color as him, although the eyes were different. "I can hide these eyes, can't I?"

{Can. We told you we'd help, didn't we? Quinn, we'll cover the color of your eyes so you don't have to be afraid anymore.}

"Why can I now hear the spirit voice more clearly?"

{Because your resurrection is near, so you are getting closer to us anyway.}

How magical. When Quinn glazed, his eyes were no longer striking precisely like humans in general. "There's no time to admire, I have to move fast. I'm sorry, but I have to borrow your shirt," Quinn stripped the maid's uniform and immediately hid her body in an empty closet. Before that, Quinn first administered the medicine.

"Oh, this is my big luck. He's apparently the one reading this door lock."

Just need to put on a mask and he's ready to come out.

"Haha, I knew he was going to leave me alone. I couldn't trust him in the first place."

He was relaxed like a servant who had long served the palace and quickened his way. "Hey, Nola!" the gardener who worked in the garden behind the palace approached Quinn in disguise. "Yes, what's wrong?" Quinn remained calm despite not knowing his name.

"Why did you come out? who's watching Lady Quinn?" tanyanya alert.

"I locked the door, and I'm still waiting for the dress to come anyway. I want to change clothes, you see this, I got a lot of ashes when I lit the fireplace. My face is blackened too. Uhuk! uhuk!"

"Ah you are, often careless. Yeah, let me guard the door until you get back."

"Thank you, I'll be back soon."

Fyuuh, it's a good thing he didn't recognize me right away.

Quinn slid into Gray's room not far from where he is now. There were two guards standing at the door, "Master Gray was like a prisoner. Does he really like working here?"

The smart girl advanced there confidently, "Hey, what are you looking for?" ask one of the guards. They looked at each other and looked at Quinn again, "Why are you wearing that mask?"

"My nose was itching and burning, I had accidentally made the ashes of the fireplace fall apart," Quinn hurried to change the topic to shorten the time. "Mr Floyd just asked you to come to the riverbank. It seems like he wants to say something important, I heard he found a medicine bottle of the palace there."

"What?! how come?"

"We'd better see it soon."

"You go, I'll stay here. We can't both go together."

"All right."

One guard left. But Quinn could not go inside because there was still someone guarding the door. "Ugh, my eyes hurt a lot!" quinn groaned as he rubbed his eyes. He lowered his head so he could clear the ashes that had entered his eyes.

"Hey, are you okay? need me to help, Nola?" the guard lowered his body in order to see Quinn's face.

Quinn directly blew the fainting powder onto the guard's face. After she fell, Quinn did not forget to drink medicine to her to erase her memories.

Kriieeets

Gray, the forty-year-old man glanced at the door. All he caught from the corner of his eyes was a woman dressed as a servant. "It's not lunch time yet, is it?" Gray focused on making extracts from rare black orchids into a test tube.

"During your time, Mr. Gray."

The man immediately lost his concentration after hearing the delicate voice of the girl he was so familiar with.

Gray raised his face to look at the closed door, "Lady...? how can you be here?"

"With a little effort," Quinn approached Gray's desk. The man still looked at Quinn in astonishment. This little girl can break through the guard? what the hell is he doing? why did he come to see me? that was what Gray was currently questioning in him. "I see you're busy making medicine. Is this medicine for His Majesty?"

"A-ah yeah, right." Gray moved some of the powder on his desk into a drawer.

"Master, may I find out what ingredients you used to make the medicine?" Quinn already knew Gray wouldn't say it because it was useless. Ordinary people will not understand the various herbs and how to process them. "Sorry, Lady. I'm in working hours. Can you wait there first? I'll answer all your questions later."

The girl who was close friends with Raiden pursed her lips in disappointment, she finally obeyed what Gray had asked. "Mr Gray, I think you've heard about an infectious disease that hit Helldelune some time ago?"

"Oh, I've heard it. His Highness the Grand Duke of Lombardia is so great, he would not bother me to make thousands of pieces of medicine for the community."

"Yes, right? grandpa found someone as great as you. I got to thinking where there might be someone like that here," Quinn smiled cheerfully.

"Haha, right. I also didn't expect the Grand Duke to be so observant."

"But it's true people say, science can be passed on to the next generation. You know who Grandpa's asking for help? that's your favorite student."

Gray was unable to hide his shock, he accidentally dropped a glass plate where he observed the acid-base reaction until it broke. Gray never once talked about his personal life to anyone else.

"Oh, you don't have to look at me like that. Rather than being called a disciple.is he not your son? Christian de Santis's. He's your son, isn't he?"