"Oh, Your Majesty...!"
"Your Majesty!"
People's mouths opened.
At the same time, the Agemas who had been hiding their bodies revealed themselves. Their shining armor was engraved with the symbol of Agemas, a running horse.
"Sweep them all away. Don't leave a single one alive."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
At the command, Peleus's bodyguards rushed up the walls in one breath, and as if they had been waiting, they swept away the Regent's private soldiers.
The area on top of the castle walls instantly turned into a bloody battlefield.
It was a chaotic scene of screams and death.
Arrows flew above the sword-wielding Agemas and rained down on the Regent's forces.
Accurately and hitting rate.
The sharp tip only pierced through members of Duke Claudio's family.
Those who died without even uttering a sound fell outside the castle walls.
'How is that guy here! There are still so many Agemas alive!'
The Regent barely opened one eye to see the sight.
He was stunned. The shock was more vivid than the pain he could feel in his eyes.
Samon was also startled and grabbed his father's sleeve in a hurry.
"Father! Didn't you say that Agema was dealt with on the plains?"
Do you know them!
Clearly, the Regent received a message from Agema's deputy captain, Pavel, saying that they had been dealt with successfully on the plains as instructed.
"Stop it. Stop it from coming up!"
The Regent Duke was furious and started to urge his soldiers.
However, Agema was an elite corps that even the Empire could not easily touch. There was no way that the knights of the peaceful royal castle could stop those who were flying and crawling on the battlefield's front line.
With one swing of the Agemas' hands, three or four people fell down.
Chaechaechaeng-!
"Ahhh! Aahhh! Save me!"
The regent's private soldiers and forces, who had been in complete control of the castle walls until just a moment ago, were swept away as if by a wave.
The Regent's forces were terrified by the overwhelming force. It would be more accurate to say that they were terrified.
"Your Majesty, we simply did as we were told. It was all because the Regent threatened us..."
"Mom, please spare my life."
They dropped their swords and bowed their heads.
They could tell instinctively.
Now that the King and Agema have returned, the outcome is already decided.
This was not the place for the revolution where Claudio's ambitions would be realized.
It was just a scene of overwhelming massacre, sweeping away the old guard.
Clank. Clank.
D'Angel, who had been walking towards him armed, kicked the Regent's knee. The Regent horribly fell to the ground. Blood flowed from his eyes and his torn forehead as if he had hit his face on the stone floor.
"Kwak. You bastard! How dare you...! Be courteous to His Majesty, traitor."
The low voice that was raised to suppress the killing intent sounded like the growling of Cerberus from hell, making even the people around him flinch.
"Let go! Let go! Father! Mother!"
Meanwhile, the other Agemas dragged Samon and threw him to the floor.
Samon, enraged by this, drew his sword but was knocked out by a single kick from Agema.
He cursed, clutching his broken arm.
"Ah! My arms! You beasts! You murderers! Do you know nothing but to destroy and kill?"
Medea, who was watching the scene indifferently, heard urgent footsteps.
A feeling of unease that feels somehow familiar.
Before she could even flinch, a shadow appeared over her head.
"Dea."
Medea's body froze.
Her fingertips were trembling slightly, which was unusual for her who had maintained her composure the whole time.
Medea raised her head, gritting her teeth so hard that a groove appeared in her law.
"Peleus?"
Blue eyes. Bright silver hair like hers.
Her brother was right in front of her.
Medea opened her eyes wide, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.
"That's right?"
A trembling voice flowed out. She reached out her hand gropingly.
But in the end, she couldn't reach Peleus in front of her. Her fingertips curled up as if she shouldn't touch him as if she couldn't reach him.
"It's spilled milk. As the King of Valdina, I must fulfill my duty. But you must live freely. Forget all your duties, all your sorrows, and even this brother."
Peleus, who even embraced his sister ran away after stealing the Philosopher's Stone.
"Dea, you live. That's enough. I don't blame you."
"But when you are sad, don't forget that you have blood flowing through your body and that you have a family that cares for you."
Medea was worried about her safety until the very end when she went out to meet the demons.
The foolish and cruel Medea of that time.
"Dea, I'm here. Your brother is here."
Peleus felt sorry for his trembling sister.
He first took hold of his sister's trembling hand.
"Peleus, are you sure... That's right? Are you alive?"
Medea's green eyes studied him urgently.
The leg that had been limping due to an injury was intact, and the chest that had been torn apart by the devil was also intact.
The hand that held her was not that of the gray corpse.
It was a warm, living, pulsating thing.
"Oh God!"
At that moment. Medea fell to the floor, her face covered in tears.
"Yes, he's alive. Peleus, he's alive. Isn't he?"
Neril, who was watching from behind, was surprised.
It was the first time that her master, who had always been upright, had fallen apart like this.
"I'm sorry, Peleus. I was wrong... Please forgive me."
Medea pressed her forehead against the back of her brother's hand, which she held on to desperately, and wept bitterly.
Every falling teardrop contained an apology for her past life.
"I will put everything back, Peleus. I promise. I will put everything back where it belongs and this time, I will protect my brother..."
So...
No matter how hard Medea tried to suppress it, the sobs kept welling up.
"I am sorry. I do not deserve your forgiveness, and it is too late, but Peleus. I..."
Medea bit her lips and trembled.
"Forgiveness? That's ridiculous."
Peleus's handsome brow furrowed for a moment. He had no idea what his sister was talking about.
However, he realized that his little sister was carrying a burden too heavy for her to bear on her crumbling small shoulders.
"Dea."
He carefully grabbed Medea's shoulder. His sister was about a hand's length shorter than he had expected. The beasts seen on the battlefield often stopped growing in environments where survival was impossible.
Medea's appearance of being so weak and anxious may not be unrelated to the chaotic environment of the palace.
"I'm sorry. It was my shortcomings that caused you to go through this hardship."
The younger sister who risked her life and stood up to the Regent's threats alone.
How difficult it must have been. How scared it must have been..
"Don't worry. I will keep you safe so no one can harm you. Now leave it to me, sister."
He tried to reassure his sister by patting her back with his clumsy hands.
"Your Majesty, we have finished suppressing everything. Fortunately, Her Majesty the Queen Dowager is also not in danger of losing her life."
At that moment, D'Angel approached and reported the settled situation.
The mercenaries disguised who had been planted by the regent outside the castle walls had also been cleared out a long time ago.
Peleus raised his head.
"All the sinners have been gathered... We await Your Majesty's call."
Below the walls, the Regent and his men were forced to kneel, bound with ropes. Peleus's eyes turned cold.
He walked towards the Regent.
"Peleus... How are you here..."
"You have worked very hard for a long time to hide this great ambition, Unele Claudio."
The regent looked at his nephew with one uninjured eye.
A voice, authoritative yet cool, rang out.
In ten years, the battlefield has changed so much.
The young boy he remembered was gone, and the predatory aura of a full-fledged man was pressing down on the Regent's shoulders.
The Regent recalled the spear that had shattered his sword.
Considering the overwhelming force, he might as well be thankful the shrapnel only struck one eye. A chill ran down the Regent's spine as he realized that the spear could have pierced his neck.
For the first time, the fear of death became tangible and clear.
"Oh. no. There was some kind of misunderstanding, uh, uh. I was just trying to protect this Valdina in your place..."
His grand ambitions thus came to a humiliating end.
"Is this the abdication letter you obtained by threatening my grandmother and my sister? Uncle, you are talking interestingly."
There were no ups and downs in the cool voice.
The speech, which did not hide its mockery, somehow resembled Medea's.
There was no great disturbance in the face of the King, who had his back to the sun and was in the shadows.
Just his two eyes. In those eyes, so deep that the Regent could not see the abyss, he read the King's anger that he could not handle.
The Regent's body began to tremble even more violently.
At that moment, the gate opened and Gilliforth shouted loudly.
"Your Majesty! We have captured a foreign spy who attempted to invade the Valdina Royal Palace!"
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