Bridget was anxious and tried to run out, but realized she was only wearing her underwear and hurriedly put on a new dress.
Maybe it was because she was in a hurry, but it took me a long time to change clothes.
Bridget followed the trail of magi left by Julian.
The magi he left behind were swaying towards the north palace where the plane tree road was lined up.
But then the guards suddenly appeared and stopped her.
"His Majesty's orders are to keep Lady Winston out of her quarters."
"Don't do this. I should go and tell His Majesty to stop. Doesn't he look angry?"
The guard's expression was also dark and worried.
That was because they also felt that Julian's mood was not good.
Will there be another storm in the palace today?
But if they let Bridget go, the wind of blood would blow over them. The guards were firm.
"I apologize. We follow His Majesty's orders."
Now it was Bridget who was restless because of Julian.
That's what Julian intended.
***
Julian didn't know Penelope well. He didn't care about her.
The woman was someone who existed in another time of Bridget that Julian could not see or know about.
So, Bridget's thoughts about Penelope are in keeping with Julian's entry into uncharted territory.
Julian didn't like that.
Bridget had decided to betray him and sold him out sometime in an unknown time beyond his sight.
So Julian wanted to hold onto all her time, thoughts, and emotions.
She can do what she wants, have what she wants, and wield what she wants.
However, it had to happen within his confines.
If he doesn't want Bridget to be preoccupied with the person outside the fence, you just have to get her attention inside the fence.
Their gaze tends to be drawn to stimulating places.
Nothing is more stimulating than blood and death.
***
Dawn, when the bluish light was slowly driving away the darkness as day began to break.
A guard came to see Bridget, who was wandering around the common room, unable to sleep due to anxiety over what on earth Julia was doing.
"His Majesty calls."
"Go ahead."
The guard took Bridget in a carriage and took her to the main gate.
Bridget was puzzled by the unexpected direction.
The carriage stopped at a square where the main gate of the palace was visible.
Bridget, who got out of the carriage without knowing anything, looked up to where the guards who had come out on horseback were looking and was startled.
"...!"
There was something decorated on the wall.
It was as if the walls were decorated with ornaments, just like a tree.
It was a human head with blood dripping from it.
It was a horrible sight, but Bridget couldn't take her eyes off it.
If you are too scared, your gaze tends to turn towards it.
"Oh my God. What the hell are they..."
Who could it be? Who did Julian kill?
Nobles? Administrators?
Is he really determined to become such a brutal murderer?
Her shocked eyes caught sight of the public notice board she had never seen before.
"I inform people. Those who traffic in war orphans and brutally murder them will be severely punished. This is to establish justice in our kingdom and protect the innocent. I warn you that anyone who commits such cruel acts in the future will be severely punished."
As she read it, Bridget's legs gave out and she stumbled.
Julain suddenly appeared from somewhere and grabbed her by the waist to help her up.
"Is it so good that you can't get your mind off it?"
"Julian!"
"Now, be happy because of me. Or be afraid."
Bridget patted Julian on the shoulder.
"You surprised me! I thought you..."
"You wonder if I killed anyone? I feel like that about a dozen times a day."
Julian grinned. It was a rebellious smile.
"This is how it ends, but if you don't want the worst thing that you can think of to happen, don't act like that again. Think of me whether I'm around or not. Remember that."
"It's madness to give the heads of sinners as gifts to attract women."
"There's also the Duke Linchester's grandson."
Julian pointed to one of the heads.
Even from a distance, you could see how much torture he had been subjected to - his face was torn here and there, and his lips were split.
"When questioned, he confessed to killing about thirty-eight young girls."
Disgust appeared in Bridget's face.
She stared at the heads hanging on the wall for a while, then leaned against Julian.
Dawn was breaking.
The sunlight fell gently on the heads of the sinners.
"This is the best gift of my life."
Before she knew it, all thoughts about Penelope had disappeared as if washed away.
***
News spread like wildfire that Julian had decorated the walls with the heads of sinners.
It was Bridget's idea to have signs hung under their heads with the number of children they had killed.
When the people saw this, they stood in the square and cheered, danced, and sang.
In the past, when Julian slaughtered the nobles, he was called a tyrant.
Now, as Julian slaughters sinners, he is praised as a Saint.
The nobles gathered around and talked about whether Julian had declared war on something or had some other intention.
Chancellor Langston also stood in the square, looking up at the heads Julian had decorated, trying to discern the King's intentions.
"You really did that for the government?"
"I heard that."
Count Nicholas answered uncertainly.
Chancellor Langston looked a little confused.
"The King did this for the government that takes bribes...""
Is Bridget interested in the people's livelihood?
Chancellor Langston felt that he was missing something.
***
The Duke of Linchester considered this to be an act of Julian's provocation.
"He shot me."
He had recently lost contact with his first son-in-law, Count Peyton after he declared that he would not rescue his grandson.
However, it was judged that hanging his grandson's head on the castle gate was nothing short of mocking the Linchester family.
The Duke of Linchester was furious.
"Julian, I will also cut off the heads of your government and hang them on the walls of the Duke's castle. I will not let this go...!"
He slammed his fist into the arm of the sofa.
His fists were shaking.
***
Bridget did not prevent Isaac from visiting the palace.
because it was better to keep them by your side and watch them work their brains out than to cause trouble out of sight.
Isaac was a person who could see clearly what he was thinking and was easy to deal with, so it was easy for Bridget to use him as she wanted...
Isaac visited Bridget again today. The reason was that he came to deliver a letter of reflection.
"Bridget! I'm begging you! Please! Look at me!"
Leticia hugged the cornbread wrapped in paper and crunched it.
Isaac was watching from the courtyard as he was chased away by the guards, sobbing.
Michael, who had entered the palace for fencing lessons, happened to spot Leticia.
"What are you doing?"
"I think it was a good decision to come to the palace."
Leticia offered Michael some cookies.
Although they ended up becoming priests, the two were originally on good terms.
Michael spoke informally to Leticia because he was older than her, and Leticia spoke informally to Michael because she was of a higher status than him.
"That man is Mrs. Winston's husband, and he is acting like this because he thinks Mrs. Winston stole the baby that the government gave birth to."
Leticia kindly gave an unanswered explanation and then said, "Shall I show you something fun?" and approached Isaac, who was lying on the floor sobbing.
"Do you really think that child is still alive? Oh, my. If you really want to find the child, you should go to the cemetery outside the capital and ask. That's where all the dead bodies with unknown whereabouts are gathered. I'm telling you this because I feel sorry for you, Your Grace."
"What, what did you say?"
Isaac lit up his twin flames and glared at Leticia, then swore at her.
However, he was blocked by the guards and was unable to reach Leticia, so he was put in a carriage.
This was because Leticia had threatened the guards that if Isaac was not driven out quickly, His Majesty might hang someone's head on the castle gate next time.
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