All I can feel is the man's seething, one-sided sexual desire.
No way.
I, who had vomited out all the red blood, raised my head.
A man's face was reflected in my two eyes, which were holding the recording.
“Ernest, you..”
I called Ernest in a very hoarse voice.
You don't have any power?
Could it be because I kept coughing dryly?
I swallowed it all by myself, unable to bring myself to say anything else.
“...”
But Ernest's face hardened as if he knew what I couldn't say.
Crown Prince Ernest, inherited the blood of Clepius.
Unlike Carsis, he had no powers whatsoever.
Clang.
The sound of breaking glass pierced my ears hard.
The glass Ernest had thrown shattered into pieces and scattered across the room.
"Shit!"
A harsh curse burst from his lips.
Ellie's eyes looking at him.
He knew what those eyes meant.
Because it was something Ernest had seen countless times since he was young.
Ernest roughly ripped off the tie that had been tightening around his neck.
Then, inside it was a gold necklace with a red pendant attached to it.
“I thought I’d be okay if I just had this necklace...”
Ernest ripped off the necklace with rough hands and muttered softly.
Reventia.
The imperial treasure.
Before it became a treasure symbolizing Clepius, it had special abilities.
That's right.
'The power to amplify authority.'
Reventia was also a tool that could increase the power of its wielder to its limits.
Ernest also thought that if he could just obtain this necklace, he would be able to use the power of the Clepius family.
Because he believed.
It's not that he doesn't have power, but that his power is somewhat weak.
He definitely believed that...
Ernest's hand holding the necklace tightened.
"Help me..."
Ellie's desperate voice for help flashed through his mind.
A familiar behavior that seems to take away the pain with the power of healing.
It meant only one thing.
“Carsis has power.”
Unlike himself.
His half-brother had powers.
Memories of the past flooded his mind, along with a sense of defeat welling up inside him.
Childhood.
It was around the time he realized that he did not have the powers that a person with the blood of Clepius should have.
He could not forget the look in the eyes of the Emperor and father who had treated him like a penny.
"Useless thing."
He couldn't forget those cold words that seemed to dig into his heart.
So he worked harder than others.
To be recognized as the Crown Prince of the Spanish Empire, and to gain the approval of his father, the emperor.
To the people of the empire, he is a kind and affectionate Crown Prince, and to those who follow him, he is a lord with integrity and trust.
He worked hard like that without stopping.
But it ended up being a bubble in an instant.
"Your Majesty, do you remember the maid named Resa?"
"Who is that?"
"She was a maid that Your Majesty once had. Then one day, she suddenly disappeared..."
"Yeah, I remember. Her face was quite my style, you know."
The Emperor, who had been licking his lips for a moment, asked.
"But why did that maid disappear?"
"No matter how much I think about it, it keeps bothering me that she suddenly disappeared as if it had evaporated. I worry that maybe it was her who cut off His Majesty’s seed at that time..."
“That may be so. There have always been those who covet the blood of the Clepius family.”
"If the seed the maid carries has the power of Clepius..."
The Emperor answered the servant's words without a moment's hesitation.
"Then the Crown Prince of the empire will change."
A bitter smile appeared on his lips.
"I think he would be better suited to this position than a half-ass with no power."
With that one word, all his efforts were negated.
No, from the beginning, the Emperor must have seen his efforts as nothing more than a passing insect struggling to survive.
“Carsis...”
His half-brother got everything he had always wanted.
“I should have killed him.”
He should have killed him a long time ago when he started to become an eyesore.
No, from the moment he found out he had a half-brother, he should have found him and killed him by any means necessary.
If that were the case.
If I had killed him then, by now...
Ernest's eyes were filled with a terrible sense of defeat, inferiority, and lack and anger.
“What the hell is going on?”
Meanwhile, Valletta was biting her finger nervously in front of the warehouse that Ernest had run out of.
The Crown Prince rushed to the warehouse as soon as he heard that the woman in the warehouse was in critical condition.
Then, he stayed in the warehouse for a long time, biting the surrounding area.
If you want to treat a woman, you should at least call a doctor.
No way.
I, who had vomited out all the red blood, raised my head.
A man's face was reflected in my two eyes, which were holding the recording.
“Ernest, you..”
I called Ernest in a very hoarse voice.
You don't have any power?
Could it be because I kept coughing dryly?
I swallowed it all by myself, unable to bring myself to say anything else.
“...”
But Ernest's face hardened as if he knew what I couldn't say.
Crown Prince Ernest, inherited the blood of Clepius.
Unlike Carsis, he had no powers whatsoever.
***
Clang.
The sound of breaking glass pierced my ears hard.
The glass Ernest had thrown shattered into pieces and scattered across the room.
"Shit!"
A harsh curse burst from his lips.
Ellie's eyes looking at him.
He knew what those eyes meant.
Because it was something Ernest had seen countless times since he was young.
Ernest roughly ripped off the tie that had been tightening around his neck.
Then, inside it was a gold necklace with a red pendant attached to it.
“I thought I’d be okay if I just had this necklace...”
Ernest ripped off the necklace with rough hands and muttered softly.
Reventia.
The imperial treasure.
Before it became a treasure symbolizing Clepius, it had special abilities.
That's right.
'The power to amplify authority.'
Reventia was also a tool that could increase the power of its wielder to its limits.
Ernest also thought that if he could just obtain this necklace, he would be able to use the power of the Clepius family.
Because he believed.
It's not that he doesn't have power, but that his power is somewhat weak.
He definitely believed that...
Ernest's hand holding the necklace tightened.
"Help me..."
Ellie's desperate voice for help flashed through his mind.
A familiar behavior that seems to take away the pain with the power of healing.
It meant only one thing.
“Carsis has power.”
Unlike himself.
His half-brother had powers.
Memories of the past flooded his mind, along with a sense of defeat welling up inside him.
Childhood.
It was around the time he realized that he did not have the powers that a person with the blood of Clepius should have.
He could not forget the look in the eyes of the Emperor and father who had treated him like a penny.
"Useless thing."
He couldn't forget those cold words that seemed to dig into his heart.
So he worked harder than others.
To be recognized as the Crown Prince of the Spanish Empire, and to gain the approval of his father, the emperor.
To the people of the empire, he is a kind and affectionate Crown Prince, and to those who follow him, he is a lord with integrity and trust.
He worked hard like that without stopping.
But it ended up being a bubble in an instant.
"Your Majesty, do you remember the maid named Resa?"
"Who is that?"
"She was a maid that Your Majesty once had. Then one day, she suddenly disappeared..."
"Yeah, I remember. Her face was quite my style, you know."
The Emperor, who had been licking his lips for a moment, asked.
"But why did that maid disappear?"
"No matter how much I think about it, it keeps bothering me that she suddenly disappeared as if it had evaporated. I worry that maybe it was her who cut off His Majesty’s seed at that time..."
“That may be so. There have always been those who covet the blood of the Clepius family.”
"If the seed the maid carries has the power of Clepius..."
The Emperor answered the servant's words without a moment's hesitation.
"Then the Crown Prince of the empire will change."
A bitter smile appeared on his lips.
"I think he would be better suited to this position than a half-ass with no power."
With that one word, all his efforts were negated.
No, from the beginning, the Emperor must have seen his efforts as nothing more than a passing insect struggling to survive.
“Carsis...”
His half-brother got everything he had always wanted.
“I should have killed him.”
He should have killed him a long time ago when he started to become an eyesore.
No, from the moment he found out he had a half-brother, he should have found him and killed him by any means necessary.
If that were the case.
If I had killed him then, by now...
Ernest's eyes were filled with a terrible sense of defeat, inferiority, and lack and anger.
***
“What the hell is going on?”
Meanwhile, Valletta was biting her finger nervously in front of the warehouse that Ernest had run out of.
The Crown Prince rushed to the warehouse as soon as he heard that the woman in the warehouse was in critical condition.
Then, he stayed in the warehouse for a long time, biting the surrounding area.
If you want to treat a woman, you should at least call a doctor.
He stayed in the warehouse for a long time without even saying anything to bring the doctor.
Just as she was about to cautiously call the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince suddenly ran out of the warehouse and ran away.
“What should I do...?”
Valletta, who had been blankly staring at the back of the Crown Prince who had disappeared without giving her a chance to say anything, looked at the open warehouse and became lost in thought.
When she saw the condition of the woman who was vomiting blood, it was clear that the situation was serious, but she couldn't just ignore it.
However, it was not possible to call a doctor at will and ask him to examine the woman.
Valletta, who had been standing in front of the warehouse for a while, raised her head as if she had made up her mind.
“Let’s go in and take a look, and if it’s really serious, let’s call a doctor.”
Even if she was later called in and scolded, Valletta couldn't just pass the poor woman by.
Valletta, who had made up her mind, entered the warehouse cautiously.
Then a woman appeared, leaning against the wall, exhaling deeply.
However.
“The blindfold...”
The blindfold that had been covering half of the woman's face was no longer on.
It's not just the blindfold.
The gag that had been in her mouth was also lying on the floor, having been taken off at some point.
Valletta approached Ellie slowly and cautiously, seeing that the woman looked completely different from before.
“Excuse me... Are you okay?”
A ray of sunlight streamed through the small window and struck Ellie's face.
Although the color has faded now, it must have been dazzlingly bright blonde hair in the past.
A woman's facial features are clear even with her eyes closed.
'Pretty...'
Despite her very thin and haggard appearance, one could tell that the woman was quite beautiful.
And at that moment, Valletta was looking at Ellie as if she was possessed.
She met the green eyes and gaze of the woman who had quietly drifted away.
'That face...'
Valletta began to doubt her eyes.
Because the woman in front of her was someone she also knew well.
A beautiful appearance with blond hair and green eyes that seem to be bathed in sunlight.
And the Crown Prince who brought her.
The identity of the woman all of this points to was only one person.
Elizabeth, the Crown Prince's fiancée.
Because no one in the empire didn't know that woman.
However.
‘The Crown Princess must have died...'
She heard that her neck was hung in the capital.
Along with many nobles who died in the rebellion, including her father, Duke Cretian.
While some people spat at Elizabeth and criticized her actions while she was alive, Valletta mourned her death.
It was a natural result since her younger brother was the Crown Prince's man.
'No, she could just be someone who resembles the dead Crown Princess.'
Valletta, looking at the woman's empty green eyes that held no emotion, thought it was just an illusion.
If she were truly the Crown Princess, she would not be treated like this here.
Having concluded this, Valletta stepped back, forgetting her original purpose of curing Ellie.
Then she immediately left the warehouse and went to see the Crown Prince to confirm the facts.
Just as she was about to cautiously call the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince suddenly ran out of the warehouse and ran away.
“What should I do...?”
Valletta, who had been blankly staring at the back of the Crown Prince who had disappeared without giving her a chance to say anything, looked at the open warehouse and became lost in thought.
When she saw the condition of the woman who was vomiting blood, it was clear that the situation was serious, but she couldn't just ignore it.
However, it was not possible to call a doctor at will and ask him to examine the woman.
Valletta, who had been standing in front of the warehouse for a while, raised her head as if she had made up her mind.
“Let’s go in and take a look, and if it’s really serious, let’s call a doctor.”
Even if she was later called in and scolded, Valletta couldn't just pass the poor woman by.
Valletta, who had made up her mind, entered the warehouse cautiously.
Then a woman appeared, leaning against the wall, exhaling deeply.
However.
“The blindfold...”
The blindfold that had been covering half of the woman's face was no longer on.
It's not just the blindfold.
The gag that had been in her mouth was also lying on the floor, having been taken off at some point.
Valletta approached Ellie slowly and cautiously, seeing that the woman looked completely different from before.
“Excuse me... Are you okay?”
A ray of sunlight streamed through the small window and struck Ellie's face.
Although the color has faded now, it must have been dazzlingly bright blonde hair in the past.
A woman's facial features are clear even with her eyes closed.
'Pretty...'
Despite her very thin and haggard appearance, one could tell that the woman was quite beautiful.
And at that moment, Valletta was looking at Ellie as if she was possessed.
She met the green eyes and gaze of the woman who had quietly drifted away.
'That face...'
Valletta began to doubt her eyes.
Because the woman in front of her was someone she also knew well.
A beautiful appearance with blond hair and green eyes that seem to be bathed in sunlight.
And the Crown Prince who brought her.
The identity of the woman all of this points to was only one person.
Elizabeth, the Crown Prince's fiancée.
Because no one in the empire didn't know that woman.
However.
‘The Crown Princess must have died...'
She heard that her neck was hung in the capital.
Along with many nobles who died in the rebellion, including her father, Duke Cretian.
While some people spat at Elizabeth and criticized her actions while she was alive, Valletta mourned her death.
It was a natural result since her younger brother was the Crown Prince's man.
'No, she could just be someone who resembles the dead Crown Princess.'
Valletta, looking at the woman's empty green eyes that held no emotion, thought it was just an illusion.
If she were truly the Crown Princess, she would not be treated like this here.
Having concluded this, Valletta stepped back, forgetting her original purpose of curing Ellie.
Then she immediately left the warehouse and went to see the Crown Prince to confirm the facts.
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