CHAPTER 8.
Hezen Einsahan Is Impotent, Your Majesty!
“This… You want me to eat this…?”
Hezen asked, his pupils trembling.
“Yes. Let me feed you with all my love. Come on, say ‘ah,’ Hezen.”
I stabbed the dessert with a fork and held it up to his mouth myself.
Watching him hesitate so pathetically was oddly satisfying.
After a moment’s pause, he finally accepted the dessert. He swallowed it without even chewing properly, like it was poison, grimacing in agony with his eyes shut tight.
The way he immediately opened his inventory to check for antidotes was just plain pathetic.
‘Does he really think I poisoned it?’
Of course, no changes occurred to his body.
Not that I ever expected something like that to actually hurt him anyway.
“You can’t just swallow it like that! At least drink this.”
I handed him a drink with a shocked expression.
“Thanks, Lulu.”
Once he confirmed he was fine, he sipped the drink with a more relaxed face.
Then—
Clink!
His dentures—or rather, dentures—fell into the glass with a dull thud.
“Oh my, Hezen! Your teeth…!”
I opened my fan with a dramatic flutter, covering my face and feigning shock.
Naturally, my lips curled into a wicked smile behind it.
[SYSTEM] Dentures lost. Attractiveness -500. (Current Attractiveness: 499)
[SYSTEM] You have earned the Rare Title: “Toothless Tiger.”
[SYSTEM] You gained 2,490 EXP for earning a rare title.
[SYSTEM] EXP exceeds the limit. Tutorial level capped at 10.
[SYSTEM] Title effect: Honor -300. (Current Honor: 699)
With five front teeth gone, it was no surprise his attractiveness rating plummeted.
“Hezen’s teeth…!”
“Oh dear, five front teeth just…!”
All around, people’s affection for him visibly dropped.
I smiled, savoring every moment.
It all began when I managed to peek at his [Player Exclusive Shop].
That shop was essentially the cash shop of this game—where players could spend real money.
I snooped through his purchase history, but surprisingly, it wasn’t much.
Item: <Aslan’s Belt> x1
A belt once worn by the legendary hero Aslan. Increases attractiveness by 500%.
‘This guy’s obsessed with attractiveness.’
Item: <Miriam’s Ring> x1
A ring stolen while the god of fate Miriam was napping. Allows the player to view a character’s ideal type and relationship values.
‘Already knew he bought this one…’
Item: x999
Tails of a male Thunder Eel, known for their reproductive vitality. Increases… stamina.
‘WHAT THE ACTUAL—?! Why would you hoard 999 Thunder Eel tails?! You degenerate perv—!!’
I only got more disgusted the more I looked.
Maybe that’s when I saw the alert: <Luibelle Azester’s murderous intent intensifies>.
No real payoff in that shop.
But then I found his weakness—in his search history.
‘Dentures?’
Apparently, Hezen had tried to buy dentures from the shop and failed.
I had someone look into it.
And wouldn’t you know—it turned out he’d secretly gotten five front dentures after I punched him the day I caught him cheating.
‘Wait… that one punch knocked out five of his teeth?’
So he went into hiding for three days to get them replaced, then reappeared like nothing happened?
It all made perfect sense.
No teeth = lower attractiveness → lower affection from romance targets.
For someone obsessed with his attractiveness, of course he’d take action immediately.
So I laid my trap.
In the Azester Empire, dentures are made from polished horn-ivory and attached using Sticky Snail Slime.
And in his inventory, I found a critical note next to the slime:
Item:
Sticky mucus from a Honey Snail. Bonds anything together permanently.
Loses adhesion when mixed with .
It wasn’t easy to find , but hey—I’m a powerless princess with nothing but money.
I got it. And mixed it into the drink he just downed.
“How… how could this happen…?”
Hezen’s face turned beet red, then pale, and then—unable to bear the stares—he activated <Ruth’s Steps> and bolted like lightning.
Watching him scoop up his fallen dentures and flee with a pitiful look made me hum with joy.
But that wasn’t even my real goal.
What I really wanted was… Cooldown.
You know—skill reuse delay.
Hezen kept escaping me with <Ruth’s Steps> the moment I got close. It was driving me mad.
But that skill had a critical flaw—its cooldown was absurdly long.
Because he was too focused on looks to level up the skill properly.
I knew he’d panic and use it immediately once humiliated.
He probably didn’t get far. And he’d come crawling back, trying to save face soon.
And when he did—that would be his funeral.
With a sinister smile hidden behind my fan, I stepped back into the shadows.
People still whispered about Hezen’s missing teeth, and it was delightful.
There was still unfinished business with him, but finding him now would be a hassle.
For now, I had another job to do before he reappeared.
I sipped my drink in the corner and scanned the ballroom.
Off in the distance, 2nd Prince Orent and 1st Princess Gloria were swarmed by people.
Each had powerful dukes for fathers and were top candidates for the throne.
Unlike me—who didn’t even know who my father was—they were born from privilege.
Nearby, Elizabeth was chatting warmly with her father.
I stared blankly for a moment.
‘I must have a father too… I wonder if Mother knows who he is.’
Mother never treated her children equally.
Not even those with potential as heir received her affection.
But once—just once—
After I first transmigrated and fell ill with fever, Mother came to visit me.
I still remember her hand placing a cool cloth on my forehead.
Yoon Sena from my past life, living off her aunt, had never felt such a touch.
Even if it wasn’t affection—just sympathy for a helpless child—it had meant something to me.
I tried to thank her after I recovered, even went to the Emperor’s Palace.
But I never got to see her.
The yellow flower I picked for her ended up crushed in the dirt.
‘Can’t blame her, I guess. I’m useless to the imperial throne and just caused trouble.’
As I mulled over that old loneliness…
“His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!”
The announcement echoed through the ballroom.
The crowd instantly quieted.
Mother entered, cold and dignified, giving no one a glance as she walked to the throne.
Everyone lined up to greet her.
I too seized the moment to step forward.
“Third Princess Luibelle greets the brightest sun of the Azester Empire—Her Majesty the Emperor.”
As always, standing before Mother, my fingers trembled from the overwhelming pressure.
But when I looked up and met her gaze—
I froze.
Emperor of the Azester Empire: Christine Joanna Azester
Affection: 999
“……”
You sick, twisted son of a—!
Sure, affection didn’t always imply romantic feelings.
But knowing that damn player had exploited my mother’s affection for perks made my blood boil.
Fury replacing my nerves, I stood tall and spoke clearly:
“Your Majesty! I hereby request to break off my engagement with Hezen Einsahan.”
“Break it off?”
Mother, who had been uninterested, finally looked my way.
“Royal engagements cannot be dissolved so easily.”
It wasn’t just Mother now. After I mentioned the breakup, everyone’s eyes turned to me.
In the hush that followed, I spoke solemnly.
“I know, Your Majesty. That’s why this decision came after deep deliberation and torment…”
I paused, lashes trembling.
“The truth is…”
The room leaned in, tension thick.
“He is…”
I clenched my eyes shut and shouted:
“Hezen Einsahan is impotent, Your Majesty!”
“……!”
Even my usually unflappable mother faltered.
“You mean… Hezen lacks reproductive ability?”
“Regretfully… yes, Your Majesty.”
By imperial law, one without reproductive ability may not marry into royalty.
Concealing such a fact during engagement negotiations was a serious offense.
Hezen wasn’t technically impotent yet—but he would be.
I’d make sure of it.
Heheheh.
I dabbed fake tears from my eyes with my sleeve, hiding a twisted smile.
Now the ballroom buzzed even louder than when his dentures fell.
“My feelings for Hezen haven’t changed, but… an impotent man cannot become royalty.”
If Hezen were here, he’d be red-faced, protesting.
But he had already fled.
In the Empire, lack of fertility was valid grounds for breaking an engagement.
And once broken, the “relationship” status between us would be nullified too.
“…Very well. I shall send palace physicians to examine Sir Hezen soon.”
I cheered silently inside.
“If he is found to lack reproductive ability, your request shall be granted.”
All around, Hezen’s affection ratings were dropping like dead flies.
Some even plummeted into the negatives.
Even Mother—whose affection had been at 999—now showed:
Emperor of the Azester Empire: Christine Joanna Azester
Affection: -999
‘Guess she feels he disgraced the royal family by pretending to be fertile. She’s ruthless about that sort of thing.’
With a -999 affection rating from the Emperor, Hezen’s life in this empire was going to be… fun to watch.
Delightful, even.
‘Of course, if it turns out I’m lying, this could backfire on me hard.’
But I was more determined than ever:
I’ll make sure Hezen ends with an impotent ending.
