People don't die in their twenties.
However, the problem was that the target was none other than the regent's blood relative, Simon Claudio.
Catherine felt as if she was going to faint. How could she have flogged her noble son, who had never even been struck by a flower!
"Mother!"
"It is according to royal law! Is Claudio an exception?"
Despite the regent's shouts, the Queen dowager did not back down. Instead, she looked him in the eye coldly and gave him an order.
"The punishment will be carried out in the square in front of the palace."
Are you telling me to show the people how Duke Claudio is beaten like a slave?
This was a warning from the Queen Dowager to the Regent.
'This place is not yours. You have vain desires, so leave it quickly.'
The Regent felt the people's gaze.
If you go any further than this, you're showing everyone your true colors.
Now is the time to accept Queen Dowager's warning and show self-restraint.
"... Yes, Claudio will follow the royal command."
The Queen Dowager nodded her head earnestly.
"...Let's go, Medea."
While the remaining people exchanged glances with each other, Samon was dragged away and went berserk.
"Let go! Where are you putting your hands! Let go! Father! Father!"
Amidst his son's screams and the people's gazes, the Regent swallowed his shame.
His fingernails dug painfully into his clenched fists.
***
Campane Plains.
In the early hours of the morning, a fierce battle was taking place between the allied tribes of the plains and the Valdina army.
When the Lhasa tribe collapsed, the tribes realized that it was their turn next and united to launch a surprise attack on the Valdina army.
Blood dripped from the swords of Peleus and his bodyguards.
"Haa, Your Majesty. The enemy's numbers are growing. Leave this place to us and prepare for escape."
D'Angel said, wiping away the sweat that was flowing down his face.
There was a growing sense of crisis that they might not be able to break through the densely packed siege.
"I can't abandon my soldiers and go alone. Are there any reinforcements yet?"
Peleus' face was cool as if the muggy heat of the battlefield did not reach him.
"That's right, Your Majesty. The enemy's density is getting denser. Commander, I will escort Your Majesty and open a retreat route."
"Request."
D'Angel nodded at Agema's vice-captain Pavel's words.
"..."
"Your Majesty, we have no time to waste! If Your Majesty dies, we will just die as dogs!"
Pavel shouted, noticing the momentary hesitation in his blue eyes. Enemies fell to Pavel's fierce sword.
They were personally showing on this vast plain that the saying that one Agema can take on two hundred enemy soldiers was not a lie.
"Your Majesty, this way!"
Pavel, who had shaken off the pursuit, pointed to the high mountains. Peleus also nodded, as he had to check the situation of the sudden surprise attack.
Peleus turned his horse and spurred Pavel on.
"Your Majesty, this way."
Pavel, who had entered the wooded area, signaled that his target was in range.
'I'm sorry, Your Majesty. The Regent must cut off Your Majesty's lifeline.'
Where he was now leading Peleus, assassins were lying in ambush.
The moment the King steps foot, he will not return to Valdina alive. Pavel offered a deep apology to his master, who trusted him without a shred of doubt.
'I'm sorry, comrades. Aid won't come. I sent them different orders.'
Pavel turned and looked toward the barracks where a fierce battle was taking place.
In return for betraying his master and friends, Pavel was promised the rank of general. As an Agema, he can't say that the treatment of the guards was bad, but it was nothing compared to the offer of the Regent, who offered lifelong wealth and a title that would last a lifetime.
"Your Majesty, it would be best for us to retreat to that side and assess the situation first."
"Yes?"
Peleus stepped forward without hesitation.
But nothing happened.
"That's strange, I clearly sent a signal?'
"I will go first."
Pavel, who was looking puzzled, got off his horse and walked ahead.
But still, nothing happened.
'How did this happen?'
The moment he surveyed the terrain, he froze.
Because he found all the assassins who had been lying in wait between the pits dead.
"Isn't this the sight you were looking forward to, Pavel?"
A cold voice was heard from behind, and D'Angel's sword struck Pavel.
Thud.
Pavel fell to his knees.
"Traitor! What did you hope to gain with the lives of your lord and brothers?"
Why is the chieftain, who should be fighting with the tribes, here...
Only then did he see his comrades appearing one by one from behind the corpses of the dead assassins.
There was cheering at the foot of the mountain.
Pavel turned his head toward the sound without realizing it.
There, as if nothing had happened, Peleus' army was crushing the tribal confederation.
Thanks to Pavel's trick, reinforcements that should have been moving south by now flooded in like a tidal wave, wiping out the enemy.
As if the dangerous battles up until now were an illusion.
"This, this is, how..."
"I wanted to confirm. If you really turned your back on us."
Peleus' blue eyes looked down at Pavel indifferently.
"Ten years have passed by in vain."
"Your Majesty, I beg your pardon, I..."
Before Pavel could finish his words, Peleus's indifferent blade struck.
His neck fell off and he rolled on the floor.
It was a miserable remark worthy of a traitor.
"I caught the traitor!"
D'Angel shouted loudly over PaveI's body.
"Ha, I surrender. King of Valdina, please have mercy."
Finally, the chieftains knelt down.
The surprise attack and joint attack that the tribal alliance had ambitiously planned ended in a great failure.
The confederation had the effect of bringing together the scattered tribes of the plains and subduing them in one fell swoop, contrary to their wishes.
At the crossroads of life and death, their choice was obvious.
Peleus walked forward.
A clear, wide, fertile land where Valdina will spread its wings to its full potential in the future.
'Father, your wish has been granted.'
Peleus bent down and kissed the earth.
An unrivaled aura of piety emanated from the young King. Finally, the flag of Valdina was planted on this land.
"Wow!"
"We won! The war is over!"
It was Valdina's victory that brought an end to the Ten Years' War.
***
"If Her Highness the Princess had not warned us in advance, would have been annihilated in this battle."
Under the flying neck of the traitor, D'Angele shook his head as if he was dizzy.
Who could have known that the tribes of the closed plains would unite and that the vice-captain, whom they trusted without question, would join hands with the regent and betray them?
Even if they managed to escape the encirclement with great difficulty, what if they lost all of the Agemas, the royal guard and elite soldier?
'Even if we won, it would have been a superficial victory that was worse than losing.'
D'Angel was amazed.
"Have Her Highness Medeaperhaps awakened divine powers? If not, how could she know this battlefield so well from Valdina, tens of millions of miles away?"
"D'Angel, don't open your mouth so carelessly."
For the first time, a frosty command fell. The beautiful face was solemn as if it would not leave any room for anything.
If even a rumor spread that Medea had foresight, the Holy Land would be the first to come running.
Because they were always eagerly awaiting the birth of a Saint who would strengthen the Catholic faith that had spread throughout the continent.
"The war has finally ended and I can finally see Dea."
Peleus had no intention of losing his sister, whom he had barely met, to the Holy Land again.
At that moment, the staff came running.
After selecting the men and troops to stabilize the conquest by order of Peleus.
"Your Majesty, preparations are complete. We must spread the news of victory to our home country."
"There is no need for that."
Peleus shook his head.
Instead of enjoying his victory, he mounted his horse again.
How he has been looking forward to this day.
What Peleus had hoped for was not a moment of victory.
It was the moment when he could complete his father's legacy and return to his younger sister.
So, now that that goal was achieved, he hesitated no longer.
"Return to Valdina."
"Wow!"
The soldiers shouted in unison.
After wandering in a strange and barren land for many years, his longing for home had reached its peak.
"I'm going back! I'm finally going back to my home country!"
"To my country, woooooo!"
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