"What a coincidence, the people who are here are also here. L'Arc Etienne, Aprius Edain, Salieri Paken, Aksim Lajoma-"
The call for the decree was not over.
The faces of those whose names were called turned pale as if they had been hit by ice.
'Why is that there!"
'How did the decree end up in the princess's hands?'
They had no idea why the decree which should have been burned, was still here.
The people were in an uproar.
The clear Claudio family coat of arms stamped on the document was clearly visible to their eyes.
There could not have been a more obvious rebellion.
"Medea, you..."
The Regent, as pale as a sheet of paper, looked at Medea in disbelief.
The niece in front of him looked very unfamiliar.
The affidavit in her hand, the cold voice accusing him and his forces of crimes, and the indifferent expression on her face.
In fact, there was no trace of the stupid niece Medea he had known.
"You, you, you've been hiding your true self like a rat all this time? Have you been deceiving me?"
"You lied to me? That doesn't seem like something my uncle, who has been hiding his true feelings, wouId say to me."
Samon, who was trembling, looked at Medea and the decree in her hand alternately and shouted.
"It was your doing! You've been sabotaging our family all this time!"
Only then did the veil lift and Samon's mind became clear.
The downfall of the chief maid and Etienne, the duel with the ambassadors and the relief, the hunting competition, and the rebellion.
Samon realized that Medea was present at every moment when Duke Claudio's plans went awry.
Samon gritted his teeth.
He should not have ignored her intuition, nor should he have looked down on the Princess as a foolish and dull idiot.
If he had known that she had been wearing that thick mask and toying with his family all this time...
"Joaquin, you wish to would be your mother's lord. You really did try to grab what you shouldn't have."
The Queen Dowager, who had suppressed and swallowed the despair and sadness that was tearing at her heart, now looked at him with eyes that were not of her son but of a clear enemy.
"Imprison them all. Everyone on this decree, including the Regent. They are accused of treason."
"Mother!"
"Don't call me that. I have never had a traitor as my son!"
The Queen Dowager's old voice sounded painful.
"Claudio, you hypocrite! You fraud! You staged a rebellion and now you come to save Valdina?"
"What kind of regency is that! Does a villain who will ruin the country have the right to do that?"
The enraged ministers and people pushed the Regent into a more defensive position. His forces, who had joined the resolution, were at a loss and did not know what to do.
'How, how did it turn out like this!'
The Regent's expression distorted.
There were no more excuses. There was no way out once the decision was made.
The grand ambition to fly to the ends of the sky came crashing down and was completely exposed to the world.
Just as Icarus' wings melted away, the reputation he had built up over his lifetime was crumbling. So was his throne.
'This Joaquin Claudio can't be broken like this!'
The regent Duke, realizing that he was cornered, transformed into a demonic face. The man's hand, which had been holding the sword, gained strength.
"Ah, Your Majesty the Queen!"
At that moment, Madame Pinatelli's scream was heard.
The Regent kicked Madam Pinatelli and put his sword to the Queen Mother's neck.
No matter how cornered he was, no one could have predicted that he would threaten his own mother, so the Queen Mother was subdued in an instant.
"Since my mother has turned her back on me. I, as a son, am helpless."
Led by that, the knights of Duke Claudio's house subdued the Queen Mother's escort and soldiers.
At the same time, the regent's private soldiers who had been hiding appeared and aimed from behind the people.
"Your Highness! What are you doing?!"
"Joaquin, how could you really wear human skin..."
The Queen Mother could not believe that her own son was pointing a sword at her neck.
Her eyes were dizzy. If she hadn't been barely holding on to her senses, she would have fainted already.
But the Regent had no regard for his suffering mother.
He glared at the crowd with bloodshot eyes and shouted at his forces.
"What are you guys doing! Are you going to end it like this?"
The nobles of the Regent faction, who had come to their senses, raised their swords and threatened the people around them.
"If you take one more step, I will cut off your head. Just stay still as if you were a dead rat."
"You guys...!"
Montega attempted to vacate his seat but was stopped by the Regent's knights.
"If you lift a hand, not only the Queen Mother but all of you will die here."
The Regent said, pressing the sharp blade against his mother's neck.
"Do you think it will be over if only the rebels disappear? My private soldiers are waiting everywhere. With one gesture from me, this castle will be reduced to ashes."
Yeah, what's so important about wearing the hero's mask?
As long as I sit on the throne, the process can be covered up and suppressed. Why should I give up? Why should I fall down here?
The sky was so clear, and his ambition was still as bright as ever. It couldn't just fade away without even giving it a chance to shine.
"If you don't come to me, I'll grab you and that's it!"
The Regent took a scroll out of his bosom and threw it at Medea.
"Press the seal, Medea."
"What is this?"
Medea remained calm even under the sharp blade.
"Your intention to ask the answer while already guessing is truly sinister, yes."
Abominable thing. Just thinking about how he was fooled by that pretty face made him feel angry.
The Regent had no choice but to grind his teeth.
"This is a letter of abdication, handing over the throne of Valdina to me, Joaquin Claudio. The kingdom is in a state of national crisis due to rebels, and you have asked for my help."
The original plan was to have the document be taken while rescuing the kidnapped Medea from the hands of the rebels.
"No, Medea. You must not yield to this man's threats. I don't have long to live anyway!"
The Queen Mother screamed.
Even if it was forced, where would all that resentment go if Joaquin ascended to the throne through that abdication?
He was going to make Medea take all the blame for his rebellion. The Queen Mother was trembling at her son's petty intentions.
"Mother, please...!"
The Regent ground his teeth and threatened his mother.
"Please keep your mouth shut. Can't you see that I'm holding back?"
Now the Regent's patience was exhausted. He had no intention of hesitating any longer.
"Now, Medea. Take out the seal."
The moment Medea signs the abdication document as the King's agent, she becomes the Regent's accomplice.
Even if Peleus later returns and tries to reclaim the throne, Medea will also have to be punished.
She will be put on the execution stand with him as an accomplice in treason. Can that bastard, who loves his little sister so much, really do that?
'Absolutely not. As long as Medea lives, his collar will always be in my hands.'
Medea naturally bent down and picked up the scroll.
No sign of confusion could be read on her indifferent face. She simply blurted out a word.
"You have finally revealed your true colors, Uncle. Time has been wasted. Now I have finally seen your true face."
"Shut up and take a stamp!"
He was terribly resentful of that girl's face, which still didn't blink an eye.
The Regent shouted.
Samon wiped his pale face and walked towards Medea.
He knelt down and spread out his abdication papers, pretending to be a loving older brother.
If this girl was pretending to be stupid, he could easily shake off the pretense too.
"Medea, all I need is your hand with the seal on it. If you keep being so stubborn, I'll have to cut off your hand and take it."
Although he spoke calmly, the content was brutal.
"We are one family, so let's not call each other by blood. Aren't you worried about how heartbroken Peleus will be when he sees your hand?"
Medea raised the corners of her lips slightly.
"Samon, do you have time to worry about me? Isn't it your little sister who's left alone over there who's more important?"
And looked down into Samon's narrow eyes.
"Why are you still here, not saving poor Birna?"
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