"How much time has passed already?"
Tom, who was loitering in front of the door, bit his lip.
"Tom, Her Highness has told you not to come in until he calls you."
"But Neril, you know that you can't wait like this forever, right? The messenger of the Holy Kingdom must be getting closer even now."
The freckled young man raised the corners of his mouth.
"Lord Kensington, shall we divide up our roles in advance? If we encounter the Knights Templar, you will escort Her Highness while I hold them off."
Something was missing from his usual playfulness in his snickering smile. It was somewhat reminiscent of a preparedness for death.
"Yes. The red alert has already been sounded. If Her Highness gives the order, we are ready to leave Valdina immediately."
Kensington nodded.
"But Tom. It is still too early to assume the worst. Let us not assume anything until Her Excellency speaks."
Just a moment ago, Kensington had felt relieved at Medea's order to defeat everyone and lock herself in her room alone.
"I don't run away."
'Her Highness must have a way.'
Even though he was faced with a huge and unheard of challenge called an orae, Kensington felt a sense of confidence at seeing her calm demeanor.
If it was the owner he saw.
With her frail and gentle appearance, she avoided the eyes of Perdiccas II.
If she is the one who raised this country, Valdina, which was on the verge of collapse, and built the empire it is today, then there must be a way to overcome this situation.
But.
'Are you saying that you will cut off the evil dragon's head yourself?'
Even so, this was completely unexpected.
Beyond rejecting the oracle, she even says she will eliminate the source, the evil dragon!
"Yes. If the evil dragon disappears, they won't be able to take me as its bride. It will also be impossible to fulfill the oracle."
Medea answered calmly.
"But, Your Highness, this is unprecedented."
Kensington swallowed his breath.
He was an atheist. He did not believe in God or in his power.
But even Kensington could not deny the influence of the goddess who had taken root on this continent.
Tom and Neril were also speechless.
There was silence in the room.
Medea's voice cut through the silence that no one could easily break.
"There is nowhere else to retreat. God is leading me to death, so I have no choice but to find my own way forward."
The tone was calm, but it did not seem like she would back down.
Kensington tried to rationally consider the feasibility of this plan, leaving his dumbfounded expression behind.
"Where, where, how the evil dragon..."
"The evil dragon's lair is here."
Medea touched the flag at the right end of the map.
"The Valley of Death"
Tom read the words written under the black flag. 'The End of the Continent.'
Neril pointed to the flags that started from Katzen and spread across the continent.
"What are these points?"
"This is the path to the Valley of Death."
That was the route Medea took in her past life as part of an expedition to slay the evil dragon.
"To get there, you must pass through the Fields of the Dead, the Desert of Bones, the Swamp of Gluttony, and the Forest of Darkness."
The tips of his white fingers swept across the map, touching the flags one by one.
The last place the fingertip pointed to was the Valley of Death, where the evil dragon's lair was located.
"Once you pass through the pitch-black forest, you can reach the valley where the evil dragon is."
"But Your Highness, even if we knew where the lair was, it would take too much time to travel this far."
Kensington's point was valid.
In the past, Medea's expedition also took five years to get there and back.
However.
'At that time, not only did we not know the exact location of the evil dragon, but we had to start from Katzen Castle and move inland.'
It took much longer, as she had to navigate the rough terrain, fight against demons, and form alliances across various islands and kingdoms.
On the other hand, Medea's situation is much better now than it was then.
In particular, the biggest difference from her previous life is...
'The Strait of El Amuz has come into the hands of Valdina.'
"I know a shortcut."
Medea picked up the flag nearest to the Valley of Death.
"See? Here, the pitch-black forest is a forest formed around the coastline. That's what I mean."
"If you go through the Strait of El Amuz and take the sea route, you can reach the forest right away."
Kensington took the word.
Medea nodded slightly.
If you set off from the strait, you can arrive at the Forest of Death straight away without going through any intermediate stops.
"We'll reach the forest in ten days at the earliest or within a week at the latest. Once we get past the forest, the valley where the lair is is right behind us."
Then you can return to Valdina again by the year of the month in which the trust is fulfilled.
Medea added.
"However, passing through the Pitch Black Forest won't be easy. Still, to return to Valdina on time, we need to get through this path as quickly and as short as possible."
"Then time has been resolved, and the important thing is whether we can deal with that evil dragon..."
Tom blurted out, his face a contradictory mixture of shock and excitement.
"Wouldn't it be difficult for us to defeat the evil dragon on our own?"
Tom had seen with his own eyes how Medea had used her tricks to push her enemies one by one into a corner.
But this time, the opponent was an evil dragon.
The King of demons and the wall that no one could easily approach. He was an unknown terror that had taken hold of the continent
"To inform His Majesty and ask for help-"
"Do you think Peleus would allow me to go into the Valley of Death?"
Everyone was speechless at Medea's words.
Peleus was a loving brother who would feel heartbroken just by seeing Medea sit still and look away.
He couldn't just sit by and watch his beloved sister walk into the swamp of death.
"Peleus would not approve of my plan to slay the evil dragon. He would have rather locked me up."
"..."
The three men kept their mouths shut, not daring to speak ill of the Emperor of this country.
But he completely agreed with Medea's words.
"Then what about Captain D'Angel? Isn't he the most skilled among Agema?"
"His Majesty cannot possibly be unaware of his absence. He will definitely be caught."
When Tom suggested with a bright face, Neril immediately shot back.
So, we can conclude that this plan will eventually be foiled by Peleus.
'If we had just two more 10-star players, we'd have a chance."
Medea's thin, delicate eyebrows twitched slightly.
In her last life, Medea slew the evil dragon, even though Jared was dead and the expedition was not there.
By trapping the evil dragon in its own shadow while spitting out poison.
And it was she who had been watching the evil dragon for dozens of days and had come up with that number.
"Neril and Tom, you each achieved 8 and 7 stars a while ago. How many 10-star knights are there in Agemas now?"
Tom answered Medea's question with his hand.
"I heard that Vice-Captain Menil and Senior Alex also achieved 10 stars not long ago-"
"But Your Highness, Alex's Auror control is still shaky, and Vice-Captain are still recovering from the injuries he sustained from that damn Jared during the last wave."
Kensington sighed after hearing Nerill's concerns.
"His Majesty and Sir D'Angel, we must take one of them. Aren't they the strongest knights in Valdina?"
"..."
"Take Sir D'Angel with you, and I will do my best to hide his absence. At least until Your Highness has passed through the Straits, we will be able to avoid Your Majesty's eyes. But."
Kensington closed his eyes tightly, his voice trailing off for a moment.
Swallowing the worries that he couldn't bring himself to say out loud.
"Your Highness, unless there is another sword strong enough to decapitate the dragon, we have no other alternative-"
That was when. Shhh-!
A small, flying stone knocked down the flag.
"Who said the Princess only had two swords left?"
They didn't realize it until a leisurely, flat voice reached their ears.
The presence of a man leaning lazily against the window.
"I will deal with the evil dragon."
The corners of the lips gently turned up. forming a dangerous curve.
"1st Prince...!"
Kensington's eyes widened in shock as he recognized the man. He barely had to hold onto his cane as it slipped out of his hand in shock.
"Why are you..."
This is the palace of the Princess of Valdina.
It was also the most private place, accessible only to the Princess's closest associates.
But why is he, the son of the old master and the most dangerous person in Katzen, here?
"Long time no see, Kensington."
He greeted Kensington leisurely.
But Kensington just couldn't accept the greeting.
"..."
He was speechless for the second time since hearing Medea's plan to go and slay the evil dragon a moment ago.
It was very rare for the leader of the Red Fox Group, who rarely lost his composure, to be unable to continue speaking.
"It's a sight I've never seen before, but you look much better than when you were next to the Emperor."
It was a tone of speech that already made everyone know how Kensington came to be by Medea's side.
Cesare approached the table, seemingly unwilling to resolve the sharp guard and questions directed at him.
"Don't worry. You won't need an other 10 stars."
The outstretched finger moved towards the map and picked up the flag placed in the place of the evil dragon.
"Of course, there is no need for a case either."
The voice was surprisingly arrogant and confident.
Again.
A broken flag dangled limply in his hand.
"Isn't that right, Medea?"
His dangerously gleaming eyes were staring only at Medea with intense heat.
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