Am I really crazy?
Despite being told I would be burned at the stake, there was only one thing that occupied her mind.
All I have to do is take the necklace away.
“...Valletta.”
A very cracked voice echoes.
I looked up from her necklace and met Valletta's eyes.
And.
“Give me that necklace.”
I ordered her.
So I used all my strength to use my power on Valletta.
A power that may be the last.
“People of the same kind...”
The words Carsis had said to him a moment ago were the words Ernest had said in the past to mock Carsis, the 'fighting dog' who loved me.
At that time, I thought it didn't really hit me because I was listening quietly.
Now that he's coming back to me, I guess it must have really irritated him.
Ha.
Ernest let out a hollow laugh at Carsis' sarcastic attitude as if he were taking revenge on him.
“Ugh...”
But that was only for a moment.
Hot blood gushed out from his pierced shoulder.
"Your Highness!"
Cullen, riding his horse to Ernest's wound, blocked his path.
Then, he led Ernest behind, keeping a close eye on Carsis.
“Move over, Cullen. I’ll take Carsis...”
“No! You can’t defeat him with your injured body!”
Even without a wounded body, it was impossible to defeat Carsis with ordinary tactics.
How can you kill a body that regenerates even after being stabbed and cut with a knife?
Cullen was appalled by the power of the royal family, which he had only heard of in words.
"Shit...!"
Ernest let out a low curse as if he couldn't control his anger.
Cullen whispered softly as he quickly stopped the bleeding by wrapping Ernest's shoulder with a cloth.
“And just now I got a message from the Pasha. Thirty minutes ago, a barbarian who had been out scouting saw a hostage’s head hanging from the wall. I think the barbarians will be coming soon.”
After capturing the hostage, the barbarians set up a base near the fortress and kept watch over Cuenca. It was a distance of about an hour one way at the pace of an average adult male, but for the barbarians, it was a distance of an hour round trip.
“They say the barbarians will invade the fortress within 30 minutes at the latest.”
“Yes. So this is not the time to waste time here.”
It was faster than expected.
There was a chance that Ernest too would be attacked by barbarians before he could leave the fortress.
“...Return to the fortress and begin a defensive battle.”
"Yes!"
He was angry, but he was injured and couldn't afford to sit around here any longer.
Moreover, he only realized it after he crossed swords with Carsis.
That he could not defeat Carsis with swordsmanship.
It was a fact that had to be acknowledged.
So Ernest returned to the fortress, suffering a crushing defeat.
And Jason, who was watching the Crown Prince suddenly enter the fortress leading the soldiers, approached Carsis.
“It looks like they’re going to start a defensive battle from now on. What should we do?”
“...”
Carsis was silent for a moment as if in agony, at Jason's words.
Anyway, the path leading into the fortress was narrow, so it was difficult to stop the Crown Prince from entering by advancing his soldiers all at once.
And it was already expected that there would be a defensive battle at the fortress.
Carsis, who had been preparing for it, gave the order.
“Enter before the double doors close. Be prepared to break the doors down just in case.”
“Yes, I understand!”
The gates of fortresses, which were usually used as military strongholds, were double-layered.
The first door was made of solid wood, and the second door was made of thick iron.
Breaking down the wooden door there was no problem because all you had to do was light a fire and burn the wood.
The problem was the second door, which was made of thick iron.
The iron gate, which was usually made with a thickness of about a hand span, could only be opened by striking it with a huge log hundreds or thousands of times, so it was necessary to catch up with it before it closed.
“Hurry up!”
At Jason's urgent command, the cavalrymen quickly charged forward.
But the moment they reached the fortress, the first gate closed, blocking their way.
Meanwhile, Ernest and his men were moving quickly to escape through the underground passage as soon as they entered the fortress.
Ernest frowned as he looked around the inside to see if anyone was missing.
“Why is there no one at the stake?”
There was no sign of Ellie, who should have been hanging there by now, or even of the soldiers who should have been lighting the fire there.
Cullen, who had been tilting his head at those words, answered.
“...That’s right. I will go and check and follow you, Your Highness, you go down first.”
Something was strange.
Even if most people had already escaped into the underground passage, it was still too quiet. The number of soldiers who were supposed to guard this place was woefully inadequate.
Ernest, sensing something ominous, stopped Cullen.
“No, I will go myself.”
“Yes? But there’s no time for that...!”
However, Ernest, despite Cullen's dissuasion, turned his steps toward the warehouse where Ellie was.
And when we reached the warehouse.
“They are barbarians!”
A soldier's scream-like cry was heard.
"...What?"
Barbarians?
It was much earlier than Ernest had expected.
He stopped walking towards the warehouse and froze.
Then Cullen, who couldn't stand to watch, shouted.
“Your Highness! Now is not the time for this! We must get out of here!”
“..."
The soldiers who remained inside protected Ernest and led him into the underground passage.
“Wait a minute, I...”
Even as he was dragged by Cullen's hand with stuttering movements, Ernest's gaze never left the warehouse where Ellie was.
The angry barbarians began to rummage around here and there as if they were looking for something, then entered the warehouse.
"Ah."
Ernest, who was watching it, let out a sigh without realizing it.
Because he foresaw what would happen to Ellie in the warehouse at the hands of the barbarians.
But he couldn't go save her. Even if he went to save her, it didn't work.
"I will make you the happiest woman in the empire."
Was it when he first confessed to Ellie?
He reminisced about memories that were now a distant memory.
He whispered, kissing the back of Ellie's hand.
A promise to make her the happiest woman by his side.
Ernest stood still as if he had discovered a stone on the ground.
Even though the order had changed, and he had personally driven Ellie to her death with his own hands, his body couldn't move when he thought that she was about to die.
"Your Highness!"
However, Ernest came to his senses at the sound of Cullen's urgent voice ringing in his ear and muttered absentmindedly.
“...Yes. Let’s go.”
The foolish Crown Prince who shyly confessed his love to the woman he loved is now dead.
“Lord Carsis! They are barbarians!”
As Carsis waited, lighting a fire at the first gate, he saw the barbarians climbing over the outer wall and invading the fortress.
The barbarians, having lost their senses, began to rampage and attack Carsis' army.
'Suddenly barbarians.'
There must be a reason why the barbarians, who were quiet the whole time they came here, are now running wild.
An ominous feeling of foreboding crossed the back of his neck for some unknown reason.
“What about the gate?”
“The first door is still far away... Huh?”
Carsis, who had cut down the barbarians who had attacked him with his sword, looked at the gate.
But then, the wooden door, which seemed like it would take a long time to open, began to open with a squeaking sound while burning brightly. And inside, he saw that the iron door, which he had expected to be closed, was wide open.
As if welcoming their visit.
Carsis frowned at the unexpected turn of events and straightened his sword.
'It's strange.'
Unlike the tumultuous situation outside the fortress due to the battle with the barbarians, the inside was quiet.
He clearly saw the barbarians pouring into the fortress just a moment ago, but it was so quiet.
Carsis, who knew that something was seriously wrong, slowly walked away.
“It’s strangely quiet.”
He nodded as if he agreed with Jason's words.
It was extremely quiet inside the fortress. Neither the roar of the barbarians, which had been rumbling around his ears just a moment ago nor anyone's screams could be heard.
All he can hear is...
“...A singing voice?”
A quiet night. Someone was humming a lullaby, the kind you'd hear in a baby's cradle.
“Lord Carsis...”
Jason also stopped walking as if he was uneasy about his humming, which did not match the exhibition situation.
Despite being told I would be burned at the stake, there was only one thing that occupied her mind.
All I have to do is take the necklace away.
“...Valletta.”
A very cracked voice echoes.
I looked up from her necklace and met Valletta's eyes.
And.
“Give me that necklace.”
I ordered her.
So I used all my strength to use my power on Valletta.
A power that may be the last.
“People of the same kind...”
The words Carsis had said to him a moment ago were the words Ernest had said in the past to mock Carsis, the 'fighting dog' who loved me.
At that time, I thought it didn't really hit me because I was listening quietly.
Now that he's coming back to me, I guess it must have really irritated him.
Ha.
Ernest let out a hollow laugh at Carsis' sarcastic attitude as if he were taking revenge on him.
“Ugh...”
But that was only for a moment.
Hot blood gushed out from his pierced shoulder.
"Your Highness!"
Cullen, riding his horse to Ernest's wound, blocked his path.
Then, he led Ernest behind, keeping a close eye on Carsis.
“Move over, Cullen. I’ll take Carsis...”
“No! You can’t defeat him with your injured body!”
Even without a wounded body, it was impossible to defeat Carsis with ordinary tactics.
How can you kill a body that regenerates even after being stabbed and cut with a knife?
Cullen was appalled by the power of the royal family, which he had only heard of in words.
"Shit...!"
Ernest let out a low curse as if he couldn't control his anger.
Cullen whispered softly as he quickly stopped the bleeding by wrapping Ernest's shoulder with a cloth.
“And just now I got a message from the Pasha. Thirty minutes ago, a barbarian who had been out scouting saw a hostage’s head hanging from the wall. I think the barbarians will be coming soon.”
After capturing the hostage, the barbarians set up a base near the fortress and kept watch over Cuenca. It was a distance of about an hour one way at the pace of an average adult male, but for the barbarians, it was a distance of an hour round trip.
“They say the barbarians will invade the fortress within 30 minutes at the latest.”
“Yes. So this is not the time to waste time here.”
It was faster than expected.
There was a chance that Ernest too would be attacked by barbarians before he could leave the fortress.
“...Return to the fortress and begin a defensive battle.”
"Yes!"
He was angry, but he was injured and couldn't afford to sit around here any longer.
Moreover, he only realized it after he crossed swords with Carsis.
That he could not defeat Carsis with swordsmanship.
It was a fact that had to be acknowledged.
So Ernest returned to the fortress, suffering a crushing defeat.
And Jason, who was watching the Crown Prince suddenly enter the fortress leading the soldiers, approached Carsis.
“It looks like they’re going to start a defensive battle from now on. What should we do?”
“...”
Carsis was silent for a moment as if in agony, at Jason's words.
Anyway, the path leading into the fortress was narrow, so it was difficult to stop the Crown Prince from entering by advancing his soldiers all at once.
And it was already expected that there would be a defensive battle at the fortress.
Carsis, who had been preparing for it, gave the order.
“Enter before the double doors close. Be prepared to break the doors down just in case.”
“Yes, I understand!”
The gates of fortresses, which were usually used as military strongholds, were double-layered.
The first door was made of solid wood, and the second door was made of thick iron.
Breaking down the wooden door there was no problem because all you had to do was light a fire and burn the wood.
The problem was the second door, which was made of thick iron.
The iron gate, which was usually made with a thickness of about a hand span, could only be opened by striking it with a huge log hundreds or thousands of times, so it was necessary to catch up with it before it closed.
“Hurry up!”
At Jason's urgent command, the cavalrymen quickly charged forward.
But the moment they reached the fortress, the first gate closed, blocking their way.
***
Meanwhile, Ernest and his men were moving quickly to escape through the underground passage as soon as they entered the fortress.
Ernest frowned as he looked around the inside to see if anyone was missing.
“Why is there no one at the stake?”
There was no sign of Ellie, who should have been hanging there by now, or even of the soldiers who should have been lighting the fire there.
Cullen, who had been tilting his head at those words, answered.
“...That’s right. I will go and check and follow you, Your Highness, you go down first.”
Something was strange.
Even if most people had already escaped into the underground passage, it was still too quiet. The number of soldiers who were supposed to guard this place was woefully inadequate.
Ernest, sensing something ominous, stopped Cullen.
“No, I will go myself.”
“Yes? But there’s no time for that...!”
However, Ernest, despite Cullen's dissuasion, turned his steps toward the warehouse where Ellie was.
And when we reached the warehouse.
“They are barbarians!”
A soldier's scream-like cry was heard.
"...What?"
Barbarians?
It was much earlier than Ernest had expected.
He stopped walking towards the warehouse and froze.
Then Cullen, who couldn't stand to watch, shouted.
“Your Highness! Now is not the time for this! We must get out of here!”
“..."
The soldiers who remained inside protected Ernest and led him into the underground passage.
“Wait a minute, I...”
Even as he was dragged by Cullen's hand with stuttering movements, Ernest's gaze never left the warehouse where Ellie was.
The angry barbarians began to rummage around here and there as if they were looking for something, then entered the warehouse.
"Ah."
Ernest, who was watching it, let out a sigh without realizing it.
Because he foresaw what would happen to Ellie in the warehouse at the hands of the barbarians.
But he couldn't go save her. Even if he went to save her, it didn't work.
"I will make you the happiest woman in the empire."
Was it when he first confessed to Ellie?
He reminisced about memories that were now a distant memory.
He whispered, kissing the back of Ellie's hand.
A promise to make her the happiest woman by his side.
Ernest stood still as if he had discovered a stone on the ground.
Even though the order had changed, and he had personally driven Ellie to her death with his own hands, his body couldn't move when he thought that she was about to die.
"Your Highness!"
However, Ernest came to his senses at the sound of Cullen's urgent voice ringing in his ear and muttered absentmindedly.
“...Yes. Let’s go.”
The foolish Crown Prince who shyly confessed his love to the woman he loved is now dead.
***
“Lord Carsis! They are barbarians!”
As Carsis waited, lighting a fire at the first gate, he saw the barbarians climbing over the outer wall and invading the fortress.
The barbarians, having lost their senses, began to rampage and attack Carsis' army.
'Suddenly barbarians.'
There must be a reason why the barbarians, who were quiet the whole time they came here, are now running wild.
An ominous feeling of foreboding crossed the back of his neck for some unknown reason.
“What about the gate?”
“The first door is still far away... Huh?”
Carsis, who had cut down the barbarians who had attacked him with his sword, looked at the gate.
But then, the wooden door, which seemed like it would take a long time to open, began to open with a squeaking sound while burning brightly. And inside, he saw that the iron door, which he had expected to be closed, was wide open.
As if welcoming their visit.
Carsis frowned at the unexpected turn of events and straightened his sword.
'It's strange.'
Unlike the tumultuous situation outside the fortress due to the battle with the barbarians, the inside was quiet.
He clearly saw the barbarians pouring into the fortress just a moment ago, but it was so quiet.
Carsis, who knew that something was seriously wrong, slowly walked away.
“It’s strangely quiet.”
He nodded as if he agreed with Jason's words.
It was extremely quiet inside the fortress. Neither the roar of the barbarians, which had been rumbling around his ears just a moment ago nor anyone's screams could be heard.
All he can hear is...
“...A singing voice?”
A quiet night. Someone was humming a lullaby, the kind you'd hear in a baby's cradle.
“Lord Carsis...”
Jason also stopped walking as if he was uneasy about his humming, which did not match the exhibition situation.
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