Otaku Translation: I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent! C181

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Chapter 181: Saving Is the Priority

“……”

You really are something. Was today’s beating not enough for you?

Just when it got to the important part, it abruptly ended. Not only did clench his fists in frustration, even the usually calm and composed took a deep breath before speaking gently, as if trying to maintain her composure:

"Thank you for your cooperation, Your Highness. We will thoroughly discuss the details of this dream once we return."

"Why wait until you get back?"

After shaking off the strange sense of weariness left by last night's nightmare, Joshua—now more irritable than ever—stepped forward with an unpleased expression and blocked their way.

"This is my dream, and I told it to you myself. If you want to analyze it, do so in front of me. Don’t even think about leaving until everything is clear."

"Your Highness, we're not avoiding you—we simply don't have all the information yet. Nor are we experts in dream analysis. We can't give you answers without further study."

"Then bring someone who can."

For some unknown reason, Prince Joshua was fixated on that bizarre dream from last night. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he threatened,

"I remember the agreement between your Cleansing Bureau and royal families across the continent: you’re supposed to protect us from anomalies at all costs. But it seems like you’ve failed."

Emma’s expression flickered slightly upon hearing his veiled accusation, but she quickly regained her composure, her voice still soft and measured:

"Please understand, Your Highness. I promise you, in the name of , that as soon as we have any results, I’ll inform you immediately. Does that sound acceptable?"

"Allman... Ha."

Exhausted from the previous night’s ordeal, his eyes bloodshot, the freckled prince rejected her offer coldly.

"Don’t talk to me about the honor of the Allman family. Since they staged a coup and tried to overthrow the monarchy, the Allman name has been worthless. Ah… you're Emma, right?”

“I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt because you’re the last living heir of the . But don’t be ungrateful. You must be hiding something from me. I need to know why I had that dream right now.”

“And while we're at it—there's also that rebel woman named . She had the audacity to impersonate my sister in my dream. You must find her and hand her over to me immediately. Otherwise, I'll expose the ’s negligence."

Allman? The Treasure Blossom family? That noble house which, along with , was known as the twin pillars of the kingdom?

Leon’s mind reeled at the implications. He thought of the outside —the very place where the Treasure Blossom family used to execute traitors.

So Emma… was from the Treasure Blossom family?

That meant her entire family—her relatives, parents, husband, everyone she knew—had likely been executed during the coup. But then… didn’t she have a daughter? Why did Joshua say she was the last one left?

...

"Your Highness, please try to calm down."

Under Leon’s stunned gaze, Emma remained composed and level-headed. After listening through the prince’s tirade without flinching, she spoke again, her tone as gentle as ever, though no longer smiling.

"I can see that the dream has deeply unsettled you, and you're understandably agitated. But threatening us won't help. It might even slow our investigation and invite scrutiny from the central bureau. So…"

"I wasn't troubled by the dream," the freckled prince snapped.

"It was just a dream. A fake one."

"I am the only son of my father. The sole heir to the throne. Raised with the best education, born to rule this kingdom.”

“How could I possibly act like that pitiful clown in the dream? How could I cry into Veronica’s legs and beg like a dog for forgiveness? That insults me."

He finished with such intensity that his veins bulged visibly. Then, realizing what he'd said, he clenched his fists in embarrassment and fury, barking at them to leave.

"Out! I’ll tell the king and your bureau how careless you've been. I’ll have you all replaced.”

“Especially you. You come from a family that tried to kill the monarchy. You should’ve been hanged long ago. You’re alive only because the royal family showed mercy. And now you dare to stand before me and tell me to stay calm? If I weren’t holding back, you’d already be joining your dead relatives in the grave."

"..."

Hearing those words, Emma—who had kept her emotions under tight control throughout—subtly tightened her right fist, her knuckles whitening.

But after seeing the prince's wild, almost deranged state, she realized there was no reasoning with him. He was lost between dream and reality. Arguing would serve no purpose. With a sigh, she turned to leave—but suddenly:

"Would you mind closing the door?"

Leon, who had been preparing to follow her out, gave the order and immediately spun around. Before the prince could react, Leon launched a perfectly timed roundhouse kick straight into his gut.

"Aaaahhh—!"

The sudden blow sent Joshua flying backward, slamming into the table Emma had earlier helped steady. The heavy wooden table toppled onto the carpet.

Still seething, Leon wasn’t done. Using an old martial arts move , he lunged forward, grabbed Joshua by the collar, and slammed him onto the floor before delivering a swift and brutal elbow strike to his face.

"You—you—"

Stunned by the familiar pain and the equally familiar treatment, the freckled prince spat out a tooth and stared wide-eyed.

"You're that…."

"I am your... never mind."

Leon nearly blurted out, "I’m your dad," but caught himself, deciding it was pointless. Instead, he raised his hand again, ready to continue the beatdown.

But before the punch landed, Emma’s bandaged arm stopped him mid-swing.

"That’s enough," she said softly. "He’s a prince, and your mission just ended. There's no need to provoke trouble..."

"What kind of trouble?" Leon shrugged off her restraint and delivered a few more hard slaps before turning back, serious as ever. "Didn’t I just explain? Rebels are using anomalies to infiltrate dreams, trying to control the prince. At this critical moment, thank goodness you and I noticed the signs.

To prevent the prince from being fully taken over, we have to keep stimulating him with pain so he stays lucid and remembers who he is. We can't let him become a puppet for the rebels."

"As for our little conflict with him," Leon continued, "Chief always says: separate the issues. Yes, we had a fight—but that doesn’t stop us from saving him now. By the way, I didn’t sleep well last night, and I'm not in top form. Would you mind helping me save him for a while?"

"You really are..."

Emma looked at Leon, whose face was utterly serious despite the nonsense coming out of his mouth, and then at the poor prince, whose face was now swollen beyond recognition. She sighed, suppressing a smile.

"Leon, you’re exactly like Chief—reckless and stubborn. Fine, take a break. I’ll lend a hand."

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