In a dark room.
“Please take back your order, Your Majesty.”
The Crown Prince was lying flat at the Emperor's feet, pleading.
“I am not confident that I can carry out Your Majesty’s orders.”
His tear-stained face was pitiful.
“How could I possibly achieve what even Chernosser and the Anatome Guard couldn’t do?”
“Are you already scared without even trying? You seem like a weakling.”
When Emperor Daimon clicked his tongue as if he was very annoyed, the Crown Prince stuck his neck out like a giraffe.
It was scary to see Daimon angry, but what was scarier was to see himself die.
He lived like the Emperor's dog all this time because he didn't want to die, but when the Emperor suddenly turned his back on him with his limbs, the Crown Prince was very bewildered and scared.
Has his utility value decreased?
That couldn't be true. The Emperor still needed him.
As evidence, hasn't he been sending himself out to take charge of all external affairs recently?
'Then why on earth are you doing this?'
His terrified eyes rolled around quickly, scanning Daimon's face.
“Don't worry.”
Daimon smiled kindly as if he had never been annoyed before and patted the Crown Prince on the shoulder.
“The trial and error is over. Nothing will happen to you or you will die, so just do it without worrying.”
“Is that really...?”
“Of course. And you know better than anyone else, right? That I still need you.”
That's right.
His mind, which had been anxious, calmed down a little after realizing the new fact.
“So don’t worry and go. If this task is successful, everything will be over, and I will hand over the throne to you as I promised.”
When he said he would also pass on the throne, the Crown Prince nodded.
“Yes, yes. I will definitely succeed.”
“Yes, I believe you.”
After the Crown Prince left, Daimon closed his eyes tightly and buried himself deep in the back of the sofa.
He thought that since he had dealt with the stubborn guy who claimed to be loyal to him but didn't give him what he wanted, nothing could stand in his way anymore.
But who would have thought that woman would become an ambush?
As that man's daughter, he expected her to be stubborn and somewhat skilled with a sword, but he didn't know she would be so good that Anatome's personal guard could easily be defeated.
“I was too proud.”
If he had known she would hold him back like this, he would have dealt with it a long time ago.
No, but he guess he still couldn't handle it.
To fully utilize that power, he would need the help of the Leopold family anyway.
So, he tried to have the Prince see her, but it failed because Perdes betrayed him.
All other methods also failed.
“Anyway, there’s nothing I like about it.”
Daimon, who had been clicking his tongue in annoyance, suddenly felt pain in his hand and looked in that direction with a frown.
Then he saw a hand that had turned pitch black as if it had been consumed by darkness.
Not only his hands, but also his shoulders, collarbone, legs, and other parts of his body were consumed by darkness.
It was proof that a lot of effort had been put in, and it also meant that there wasn't much time left.
This was also the reason why Daimon had left political matters to the Crown Prince and had not come out in front of the people.
“Just wait a little longer.”
Daimon muttered, clutching his hand that had turned black.
“Just wait a little longer, just a little longer, and I’ll finally get it.”
The very powerful force that allows him to live the eternal life he so desperately desires.
Finally, the day of departure dawned.
To be exact, they were going to join up with the Knights of the Northern Territory, including the Knights of Leopold, who were coming to the Western Territory.
Originally, the Imperial Knights were scheduled to go as well, but as the commander-in-chief changed from Perdes to the Crown Prince, many separate preparations had to be made, so it was delayed by about half a day.
“Even if the Allied Forces just sit back and do nothing after plundering the territory, isn’t that too relaxed?”
When Perdes heard the news, he said in disbelief.
“They think they will win anyway. They are confident that they will win even if the entire Allied Powers join forces and attack, but nearly half of the Allied Powers did not participate in this war.”
“I see.”
Perdes tilted his head and picked up the tie that was lying on the dressing table.
“I think you were really shocked when your territory was taken away.”
“That’s right. Not just one place, but five places were taken at the same time, and all of them were entered without bloodshed.”
I answered, extending my hand as if to ask for my tie.
But Perdes shook his head and took the tie instead.
“I'll do it.”
“I can do it.”
“No. I’ll do it.”
He kept insisting even though I told him it was okay, so I had no choice but to leave it to him.
Perdes not only gave me a tie but also buttoned up my cuffs and gave me a coat.
“I think you’re being too extravagant.”
“What kind of luxury is this? It’s a given.”
Perdes continued, buttoning up my coat.
“I would rather do better for you, but I regret that I can only do this much.”
I could tell from his tone of voice and facial expression that it wasn't empty words.
“I guess you’re really worried about me competing.”
“Don’t worry.”
He straightened his back, which had been bent as he buttoned up my shirt.
Eyes filled with worry looked down at me.
“How could I not be concerned when my fiancée goes off to a dangerous battlefield?”
“It’s okay. I won’t be participating in the recapture battle myself.”
“Instead, we’ll fight another war. Perhaps something even more dangerous.”
That's true.
I laughed silently at the words that hit the nail on the head.
Then Perdes let out a small sigh and straightened my disheveled collar.
“Don’t push yourself too hard.”
“I will do that.”
“Your life must be prioritized under any circumstances.”
"Sure."
“You answer well.”
“It really will be like that.”
In the first place, this was done to protect me.
“Mr. Perdes, you must never forget what I said.”
“Of course. I remember every single period, so don’t worry.”
“You must not stop at just remembering, you must put it into practice.”
“Yes, yes. It’s someone’s order, so of course I have to carry it out.”
When I poked his side, feeling annoyed at his playful answer, Perdes let out a small laugh.
“Don’t worry, I will keep my word.”
And then he pointed to a dragon-shaped fairy sitting quietly on the dressing table.
“If anything happens, I’ll contact you immediately with this.”
Perdes said he gave the magic communication ring I gave him to Sir Aaron, who was looking for Sir Aldor.
It was certainly a good thing, but it was a bit awkward because it left me with no way to contact him.
While I was wondering how to solve this, surprisingly, Byblos was the first to offer a helping hand.
“In that case, I will lend you my fairy.”
He said.
If we talk through the fairy, Byblos might hear us in the middle, but it didn't matter.
Because he was never a dragon who would leak stories to the Emperor or anyone else.
I gave the magic communication ring I had to Perdes.
When I go on a mission, I can't worry about that at all.
It was right to hand over the task of finding Sir Aldor to Perdes, since it was entirely his responsibility.
“As I said before, if you find out anything, let me know right away. And...”
Before leaving, I was reiterating what I had already said when I heard a knock on the door.
“Come in.”
The person who opened the door and came in was Count Martina.
“Your Excellently, everything is ready.”
“Yes. I’ll go out right away.”
After Count Martina left, I said goodbye to Perdes.
“Then I will go.”
"Wait for a sec."
As I was about to leave, Perdes grabbed me by both shoulders.
“...!”
Then, as soon as a warm, soft sensation touched my forehead, I was startled and stepped back.
“What is this...”
“When priests bless believers, they kiss their foreheads.”
Perdes' eyes folded beautifully like crescent moons.
“So I tried it once. I hope it will bring you blessings.”
“...Lord Perdes is not a priest.”
Besides, the priest kissing the forehead and blessing them was something that was usually done to babies.
Even that is a lot of talk, so it is rarely done these days.
But I was shocked when he said something like that.
The area where his lips touched was hot.
I wanted to touch it, but I held back because I thought it would be too obvious that I cared.
“But since my wish for your safety is greater than anyone else’s, it must have been a blessing to some extent.”
“...You speak well.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
That's not a compliment.
As I rolled my eyes, Perdes approached me brazenly and hugged me.
“I'll be waiting.”
I was a little surprised and tried to push him away, but then stopped.
“So, get what you want and come back safely.”
The desperate voice dug deep into my heart.
His slightly trembling shoulders caught my eye.
"Yes."
I answered, wrapping my arms around his back as if trying to push him away.
“I will return safely, so please wait a moment.”
“Please take back your order, Your Majesty.”
The Crown Prince was lying flat at the Emperor's feet, pleading.
“I am not confident that I can carry out Your Majesty’s orders.”
His tear-stained face was pitiful.
“How could I possibly achieve what even Chernosser and the Anatome Guard couldn’t do?”
“Are you already scared without even trying? You seem like a weakling.”
When Emperor Daimon clicked his tongue as if he was very annoyed, the Crown Prince stuck his neck out like a giraffe.
It was scary to see Daimon angry, but what was scarier was to see himself die.
He lived like the Emperor's dog all this time because he didn't want to die, but when the Emperor suddenly turned his back on him with his limbs, the Crown Prince was very bewildered and scared.
Has his utility value decreased?
That couldn't be true. The Emperor still needed him.
As evidence, hasn't he been sending himself out to take charge of all external affairs recently?
'Then why on earth are you doing this?'
His terrified eyes rolled around quickly, scanning Daimon's face.
“Don't worry.”
Daimon smiled kindly as if he had never been annoyed before and patted the Crown Prince on the shoulder.
“The trial and error is over. Nothing will happen to you or you will die, so just do it without worrying.”
“Is that really...?”
“Of course. And you know better than anyone else, right? That I still need you.”
That's right.
His mind, which had been anxious, calmed down a little after realizing the new fact.
“So don’t worry and go. If this task is successful, everything will be over, and I will hand over the throne to you as I promised.”
When he said he would also pass on the throne, the Crown Prince nodded.
“Yes, yes. I will definitely succeed.”
“Yes, I believe you.”
After the Crown Prince left, Daimon closed his eyes tightly and buried himself deep in the back of the sofa.
He thought that since he had dealt with the stubborn guy who claimed to be loyal to him but didn't give him what he wanted, nothing could stand in his way anymore.
But who would have thought that woman would become an ambush?
As that man's daughter, he expected her to be stubborn and somewhat skilled with a sword, but he didn't know she would be so good that Anatome's personal guard could easily be defeated.
“I was too proud.”
If he had known she would hold him back like this, he would have dealt with it a long time ago.
No, but he guess he still couldn't handle it.
To fully utilize that power, he would need the help of the Leopold family anyway.
So, he tried to have the Prince see her, but it failed because Perdes betrayed him.
All other methods also failed.
“Anyway, there’s nothing I like about it.”
Daimon, who had been clicking his tongue in annoyance, suddenly felt pain in his hand and looked in that direction with a frown.
Then he saw a hand that had turned pitch black as if it had been consumed by darkness.
Not only his hands, but also his shoulders, collarbone, legs, and other parts of his body were consumed by darkness.
It was proof that a lot of effort had been put in, and it also meant that there wasn't much time left.
This was also the reason why Daimon had left political matters to the Crown Prince and had not come out in front of the people.
“Just wait a little longer.”
Daimon muttered, clutching his hand that had turned black.
“Just wait a little longer, just a little longer, and I’ll finally get it.”
The very powerful force that allows him to live the eternal life he so desperately desires.
***
Finally, the day of departure dawned.
To be exact, they were going to join up with the Knights of the Northern Territory, including the Knights of Leopold, who were coming to the Western Territory.
Originally, the Imperial Knights were scheduled to go as well, but as the commander-in-chief changed from Perdes to the Crown Prince, many separate preparations had to be made, so it was delayed by about half a day.
“Even if the Allied Forces just sit back and do nothing after plundering the territory, isn’t that too relaxed?”
When Perdes heard the news, he said in disbelief.
“They think they will win anyway. They are confident that they will win even if the entire Allied Powers join forces and attack, but nearly half of the Allied Powers did not participate in this war.”
“I see.”
Perdes tilted his head and picked up the tie that was lying on the dressing table.
“I think you were really shocked when your territory was taken away.”
“That’s right. Not just one place, but five places were taken at the same time, and all of them were entered without bloodshed.”
I answered, extending my hand as if to ask for my tie.
But Perdes shook his head and took the tie instead.
“I'll do it.”
“I can do it.”
“No. I’ll do it.”
He kept insisting even though I told him it was okay, so I had no choice but to leave it to him.
Perdes not only gave me a tie but also buttoned up my cuffs and gave me a coat.
“I think you’re being too extravagant.”
“What kind of luxury is this? It’s a given.”
Perdes continued, buttoning up my coat.
“I would rather do better for you, but I regret that I can only do this much.”
I could tell from his tone of voice and facial expression that it wasn't empty words.
“I guess you’re really worried about me competing.”
“Don’t worry.”
He straightened his back, which had been bent as he buttoned up my shirt.
Eyes filled with worry looked down at me.
“How could I not be concerned when my fiancée goes off to a dangerous battlefield?”
“It’s okay. I won’t be participating in the recapture battle myself.”
“Instead, we’ll fight another war. Perhaps something even more dangerous.”
That's true.
I laughed silently at the words that hit the nail on the head.
Then Perdes let out a small sigh and straightened my disheveled collar.
“Don’t push yourself too hard.”
“I will do that.”
“Your life must be prioritized under any circumstances.”
"Sure."
“You answer well.”
“It really will be like that.”
In the first place, this was done to protect me.
“Mr. Perdes, you must never forget what I said.”
“Of course. I remember every single period, so don’t worry.”
“You must not stop at just remembering, you must put it into practice.”
“Yes, yes. It’s someone’s order, so of course I have to carry it out.”
When I poked his side, feeling annoyed at his playful answer, Perdes let out a small laugh.
“Don’t worry, I will keep my word.”
And then he pointed to a dragon-shaped fairy sitting quietly on the dressing table.
“If anything happens, I’ll contact you immediately with this.”
Perdes said he gave the magic communication ring I gave him to Sir Aaron, who was looking for Sir Aldor.
It was certainly a good thing, but it was a bit awkward because it left me with no way to contact him.
While I was wondering how to solve this, surprisingly, Byblos was the first to offer a helping hand.
“In that case, I will lend you my fairy.”
He said.
If we talk through the fairy, Byblos might hear us in the middle, but it didn't matter.
Because he was never a dragon who would leak stories to the Emperor or anyone else.
I gave the magic communication ring I had to Perdes.
When I go on a mission, I can't worry about that at all.
It was right to hand over the task of finding Sir Aldor to Perdes, since it was entirely his responsibility.
“As I said before, if you find out anything, let me know right away. And...”
Before leaving, I was reiterating what I had already said when I heard a knock on the door.
“Come in.”
The person who opened the door and came in was Count Martina.
“Your Excellently, everything is ready.”
“Yes. I’ll go out right away.”
After Count Martina left, I said goodbye to Perdes.
“Then I will go.”
"Wait for a sec."
As I was about to leave, Perdes grabbed me by both shoulders.
“...!”
Then, as soon as a warm, soft sensation touched my forehead, I was startled and stepped back.
“What is this...”
“When priests bless believers, they kiss their foreheads.”
Perdes' eyes folded beautifully like crescent moons.
“So I tried it once. I hope it will bring you blessings.”
“...Lord Perdes is not a priest.”
Besides, the priest kissing the forehead and blessing them was something that was usually done to babies.
Even that is a lot of talk, so it is rarely done these days.
But I was shocked when he said something like that.
The area where his lips touched was hot.
I wanted to touch it, but I held back because I thought it would be too obvious that I cared.
“But since my wish for your safety is greater than anyone else’s, it must have been a blessing to some extent.”
“...You speak well.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
That's not a compliment.
As I rolled my eyes, Perdes approached me brazenly and hugged me.
“I'll be waiting.”
I was a little surprised and tried to push him away, but then stopped.
“So, get what you want and come back safely.”
The desperate voice dug deep into my heart.
His slightly trembling shoulders caught my eye.
"Yes."
I answered, wrapping my arms around his back as if trying to push him away.
“I will return safely, so please wait a moment.”
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