'You won't stop as long as you have breath. You can't repeat this again.'
They eliminated Valdina's loyalists, sowed discord among the Queen dowager, and left Medea alone and Isolated.
He used her seal as an excuse to persecute the people and cause fake rebellions, resulting in numerous casualties.
He caused Cesar, the only pillar protecting the kingdom in danger, to go mad and take his own life.
He planted a traitor to annihilate Peleus's loyal bodyguard and gave him the stigma of being the crippled King for life.
Among them, what makes Medea unbearable at times is...
"Medea, a monster wave has occurred in Valdina. You don't know how many demons there were on the way to Katzen, how many knights we lost..."
"What about Brother Peleus?"
"Medea, I heard the news that the Saintess had become Empress, and I came all the way to Kazen to worry about you. I thought of you as my own younger sister, but in the end, all you do is worry about your own brother."
"Dea, how long are you going to leave the throne of Valdina vacant? We should quickly decide on a successor, even if it means upholding your brother's will. Yes?"
It was their unceasing greed for the throne, and her own foolishness in not noticing the enemy by her side.
"Dear!"
At that moment, a familiar voice broke Medea's thoughts. It was Peleeu.
'Don't come this way.'
Medea noticed her brother running towards her with a calm expression, frowned, and shook her head firmly.
Peleus paused as if trying to figure out his sister's incomprehensible intentions.
'I'm sorry I can't tell you everything, Peleus.'
Yes, the reason she insisted on dealing with them with her own hands was also because it was her atonement for her fallen homeland and her brother.
Medea also had a moment of nerves being disturbed by her brother's face, which crossed between the past and the present.
Oh my God!
The stained glass that filled the walls of the temple burst with a chilling cracking sound.
It was because the aftermath of the explosion could not be endured any longer.
"Medea, no!"
The moment sharp pieces as beautiful as the colors fly out in all directions.
Her body was lifted up as a strong force grabbed her waist. At the same time, she was hugged by an arm as strong as a wall.
As Medea flinched in surprise, shards of glass struck the floor sharply.
It was where she had been standing a moment ago.
She was almost pierced by a shard of glass by a hair's breadth.
A hug that blackened her vision. Arms that wouldn't let her go as if they were crushing her.
A sharp aura rose sharply as if the opponent was protecting her without any gaps, and would not allow even the lightest fragments to reach Medea.
The firm chest that the ball was touching rose and fell violently.
"Haa, haa..."
The other person's heavy breathing told of the tense situation just a moment ago.
A deep musky scent seeped into the tip of her nose.
"You..."
A piercing voice descended into her invisible ear.
"Honestly. I can't take my eyes off you."
Where did the leisurely, unhindered speech of the past go? The other person's words were cut off as if he was chewing.
Medea raised her head and her eyes opened wide.
His blazing golden eyes were glaring at her.
A twisted mouth. A sharp voice that seems to leak out through the gaps in the teeth.
The relaxed appearance he had had until now was now a broken, raw appearance.
"... First Prince?"
The small, groping lips made a sound.
Why him? Why here? Why me?
Medea couldn't find any answers to the questions that came to mind.
The first Prince also seemed to have no intention of answering. She could clearly feel his intentions from the firm arms that did not let up even a little.
"For a moment-"
Before Medea could open her mouth again, he swept something over her head.
And he quickly left the temple, holding her in his arms.
It didn't take long for her to realize that the round cloth touching her cheek was the hem of his clothes.
The shape that wrapped her like a pupa from external stimuli gave her a strange sense of stability, yet was unfamiliar.
"Dear!"
Peleus strode toward her, followed by Neril and Agemas.
"Are you hurt? You could have been in big trouble!"
Peleus rarely raised his voice at his sister, but this time it was different.
It was horrifying to recall the moment when shards of broken glass fell towards Medea.
"Why did you delay, you should have gotten out right away-"
Peleus, who had been losing his composure and unusually expressing his urgency, stopped.
The Prince was still holding Medea. Even his sister's small face was wrapped in his collar.
"..."
Cesare also came to his senses and gently lowered Medea to the floor with a simple movement.
The smooth hem of her clothes fell gently, brushing against her skin.
"I apologize. The situation was urgent, so I hope you both will forgive my rudeness."
The first Prince took a step back as if he had never caught her before. Then, without a shred of cowardice, he boldly apologized.
Medea was a little dazed.
Just a moment ago, seeing his distorted expression felt like a dream.
"First Prince. Thank you for saving my sister."
Peleus, who had no intention of being rude in an emergency situation, also expressed his gratitude first.
Just then, she recalled the fragments that had been stuck where Medea had been standing.
'If it weren't for the interest...'
Peleus swallowed a sigh, mixed with relief and anxiety.
Pupupu-!
And at that moment, there was a terrifying, Incomparable cracking sound.
"This is the last one."
It was the first and last explosion that Medea turned a blind eye to, or more precisely, that the Claudio family had prepared.
People all raised their heads toward the temple where the sound was heard.
The inside of the statue was seen to be scorched by the explosion that blew it apart.
In particular, the altar, which had been hit by bronze fragments that were once the wrists of a goddess statue, was completely broken like pieces of candy.
Less than an hour ago, there they had witnessed the Continental Ceremony performed by Peleus.
"If only I had sprinkled the holy water a little later..."
People shivered.
"I almost got in big trouble!"
"What on earth is going on?"
Fortunately, people were able to safely evacuate the temple before the explosion occurred.
"I was able to get out quickly because of that smoke. Otherwise, I would have been confused and not even aware of what was happening."
Smoke rising from the pillars and small explosions alerted the guests.
"We're really The goddess is protecting us!"
"Maybe it's because Valdina is a land of protection?!"
Or maybe it's because this continental festival is especially more auspicious.
However, the faces of the group of Saints who actually served the goddess were not as bright as these people.
'Even though it is the land of Valdina, it is the temple of the goddess that has collapsed! Who is trying to attack her, no, our holy country!"
Although the evildoers' attacks on the Holy Nation had been going on for more than a day or two, this was the first time they had attacked the entire temple in such a full-scale manner.
A pale flame burned across Baor's face at the gravity of the situation.
"Theo, look at the Saintess."
"..."
"Theodore. Where are you staring blankly?"
Leonor, the commander of the Templars, grabbed Theo's arm.
"Oh. it's nothing. Excuse me, Captain."
"I know you're surprised, but we're knights. We need to be more alert at times like this."
Despite his stern voice, Leonor patted Theo on the shoulder and turned to Rachel.
"Saintess, are you okay? Your face looks pale. Are you very surprised?"
Meanwhile, Rachel was also too shocked for another reason to hear Leonor's question.
'Didn't you say the explosion was only going to target the Emperor? Why did you make it so big, and get us involved too?'
Even now, the sound of people crying out for Rachel, in shock and pain, was so deafening that it hurt her ears.
"Anyway, it's fortunate that everyone got out safely before the explosion and there were no casualties. It doesn't look like a monster wave exploded either."
It was when Leonor, who had taken stock of the surroundings, spoke.
"Ugh, ugh!"
A loud scream rang out as if denying his words.
"T, this... Did you hear that from inside?"
"My legs!"
The pain felt by the person involved could be felt so keenly through the desperate screams.
"Hey! There's still someone inside!"
Someone pointed inside.
"Ahh! Really! Over there, do you see?"
"A person got trapped! Looks like he can't get out!"
Only the man's face was visible, hidden by the broken altar and stone statue. It was also covered in blood and dust, making it difficult to recognize who he was.
Just one person.
In any case, no one can recognize the child that was born with pain in their stomach, except the mother.
"Ahhhh, Samon-!"
Catherine let out a scream that was ripping her heart out.
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