News soon spread throughout the empire that Peleus had led the Agemas to cut off the central trade route, and that the Katzen delegation had been detained in the quarters.
Paul clicked his tongue. Across from him was a poet at work.
It was Paul who came to his office early in the morning.
When Paul first heard the news of the kidnapping, he inwardly begged God for forgiveness.
'Goddes, forgive this fool.'
It was unfortunate that what had happened to the Princess of Valdina was nothing compared to the evil deeds she had done to persecute and destroy the Saintess.
If he felt like God was punishing her, he wondered if he was doing too much.
Just when he thought that he might have broken the bridge of his nose a little, Paul's jaw-dropping news came.
The detention of the Reapers in the blocking of trade routes. Doesn't Valdina really act like they're going to war Katzen?
That is, Emperor Peleus, who had kept his composure in the face of many provocations from Katzen?
'Is it really because of his sister? The Princess is so important to him?'
That's why Paul was here.
"We need to find out what these madmen are thinking."
Stuck in a pile of papers, the young treasurer's head rarely went up.
Paul barely managed to hold back his tears as he stood up like stone for thirty minutes, and he voiced his concern.
"What are the Katzenian thinking... How fortunate you are that Her Highness is safe."
The High Priest clicked his tongue.
At that moment, Sissair looked up at Paul and said.
"Holy Land has something to say to us."
"Yes? We?"
Paul's eyes widened.
"What do you mean? You see this was a plot from start to finish. Are you sending sparks in this direction just because our country has been bumping into you a lot lately?"
"The High Priest speaks for me. That's why I'm asking you. I wondered why Jared chose that location."
Led the Princess to fix the coordinates of the magic circle and arrived at the spooky place.
The hall of the chapel is shabby, but the assortment is all matched.
"Far from devotion in any way, he was very well prepared. Once the engagement is signed, no one can terminate the marriage. It's as if someone told him."
The story that came out of his mouth was quite convincing.
The pupils behind his glasses looked directly at Paul. Paul's lips trembled when he realized he was being suspected.
"Ugh, Sir. It has nothing to do with..."
"I know very well that the High Priest and other people of the Holy Land regarded Her Highness as a thorn in the side of the Saintess."
"No! Even so, how could we, the Gods, do such a horrible thing!"
Paul jumped. But he knew it was a poor excuse.
Didn't he think a moment ago that the hardship of the Princess was a complaint?
"Speculation and speculation! As a priest of the Gods, I swear to you and His Holiness that I have never done anything shameful. If that were the case, would you have stepped out of your feet to help the Agemas who were injured in this raid? I saved the wounded Lord Neril!"
Paul gnashed his teeth inwardly at the Katzen.
"We can't block our country's trade route, and there is no alternative like Katzen."
In his mind, a picture was drawn of the calmly turned Emperor of Valdina, turning his horse's head and heading for the Holy Land.
"I hope I was mistaken. We want to have a good relationship with the Holy Land for a long time."
Sissair said softly.
But the sunlight cast on his glasses, and Paul wasn't sure what kind of eyes he was looking at.
"Well, I heard that the people who attacked His Majesty the Emperor were demon swordsmen."
Paul sighed and brought up another purpose for which he had come here.
"Can we investigate? I've heard that there are traces of Black Aurors and Magic."
"High Priest. There are a lot of things that are steamy on our part this time. Jared, why would he come into contact with those who resemble the Primal Darkness?"
Paul didn't take it too seriously, but he had been urged by Leonor, the commander of the Knights Templar of the Temple.
Sissair stared at Paul for a moment as if thinking, and nodded.
"Yes, Sir."
'You unruly bastard.'
The High Priest had to hold back his bubbling temper as he always readily agreed.
Anyway, at this moment, the presence of the warlocks was exposed in the Holy Land's eyes.
The warlock, who had long disappeared under the Goddes's Light and the prosecution of the Holy Realm, would have vomited blood if they had known.
***
The Imperial Palace of the Katzen Empire, the Emperor's office.
"Cesare, you bastard!"
In the golden room of splendor at its height, a roar echoed through the sky.
It was the current Emperor of Katzen, Perdiccas II.
"What were you doing in Valdina? I sent Jason to deal with them!"
The Emperor burst into a rage.
His body shuddered as his anger grew, and even his thick black beard shook slightly.
"And yet I have forgiven you. Instead of grabbing you by the leash and dragging you along, I let you run wild in Valdina. But what this time? Kill the Katzen people?"
It wasn't because of the First Prince, but because the First Prince, but Perdiccas II was a man who had a knack for misrepresenting the truth.
"Yes, I took his breath with my own hands."
Perdiccas II's face was contorted by a neat poet without the slightest hesitation.
"What's going on? You, you're finally crazy. You've finally come to your senses."
Cesare looked up. Unlike his father, who had lost his reason, he was detached.
"It's not like I went crazy for a day or two. I'm refreshed."
"You...!"
The Emperor glared at his son, who had kneeling on the red silk.
Around his wrist was a red rope used to transport prisoners. He was kneeling with a red rope tied around his wrist and he looked like a sinner.
But unlike Grand Duke Castullo, who seemed anxious as he chewed his lips and rolled his eyes, the First Prince seemed relaxed throughout.
The rope wrapped around his sturdy arm seemed to be about to be untied at any moment, and it didn't add any seriousness to the situation.
"Boosh. You've heard all the reports, so you know. What did he do? It was as the Marquis said, inevitable."
"But kill your country's 10-star general in the land of Valdina? Do you have any awareness that you are a Prince?"
"Yes, 'once' was 10 stars. Now he was a rainworm that couldn't even hold a sword. He is such a great man, so I don't know how he can be so angry. Did you have a hunch on your mind? It's not like a bummer."
Cesare's unhurried reply angered Perdiccas II even more.
"Or was it really the Emperor who sent him to Valdina, as others were talking about?"
"Yes, you punk!"
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