TCIWTFY - PART 2 Chapter 108

"This is not a suitable policy for the times. Whether it's the Philosopher's Stone or something else, how many more people will be attacked by the demons while we search for the secrets hidden in the Land of Protection..."

Rachel looked around at those sitting at the round table.

She made especially long eye contact with small countries.

"Katzen may be a great power and can handle the repercussions, but the rest of the continent cannot. As a proxy, I am extremely concerned."

"That's right! Emperor of Katzen, how far do you intend to exploit the blood of the continent! If you two unite to gain profit, we will also treat you as enemies until the end and will not stop!"

As the level of the hill grows higher.

'Dea, why did you come back?'

Peleus did not even look at Medea, as if he was ignoring her.

However, the hand that was unconsciously holding the greatsword near his waist trembled slightly.

He closed his eyes tightly.

"..."

Valdina, he wishes Medea would just abandon all her duties and fly away.

He was a man who never backed down like a solid stone wall despite countless pressures and criticisms.

This was the first moment when that wall began to shake.

"We, Katzen, will lend our strength to Valdina. What could be impossible if the two empires Joined forces?"

"What do you want?"

"A small and shiny one will do."

Katzen, a country that had been an enemy throughout history, would not have tried to protect Medea without any reason.

But whatever his motive, if it can save his little sister.

'I will take even a rotten hand.'

He locked eyes with the Count de Montfort.

When the Count de Montfort noticed the Emperor's intentions and was about to stand up with a smile.

"The Goddess can express her will through oracles at will. However, it should not be used as an excuse to avoid responsibility as a leader."

Medea walked step by step towards the round table.

"Can you swear on the goddess that you really did everything you could when the continent was being consumed by demons?"

"..."

"You are not putting all the blame on me by using the oracle as a front. Is this the attitude of those who truly follow the oracle?"

An uncomfortable tension lingered over Medea's pointed remark.

"While you were persecuting me and my country, forcing me into a fugitive state, I headed to the Land of the Dead to find a clue to save this continent. To find the evil dragon, the cause, and the disaster spoken of by the oracle."

Medea nodded.

The knights politely placed something down on the round table.

Underneath the white hand, the sound of the leather strap being loosened echoed through the space.

The thick leather peeled off layer by layer, revealing the sharp, pointy tusks of an evil dragon encased in leather.

"And I killed the evil dragon."

An eerie glow flashed from the tip of the fangs.

"With the medium of trust gone, the wrath of the Goddess will not fall upon the continent."

"What, nonsense...!"

"What are you talking about!"

The Kings stood up. People could not believe their ears.

"...Evil dragon?"

Peleus also opened his eyes wide.

It felt like he heard his heart fall off a cliff.

Medea, his sister didn't run away... but went off to deal with the evil dragon?

"The goddess commanded me to become the bride of the evil dragon. However, since the evil dragon who was to be my companion no longer exists, the oracle unfortunately could not come true."

Medea pronounced the word companion clearly.

Toward those who encouraged her, even though they knew that she was only a bride in name and a sacrifice in reality.

"That, that can't be..."

"The evil dragon has disappeared."

"Haven't you noticed while looking at the map? That no magic appears here, in the Lair of the Evil Dragon?"

She pointed to the edge of the map.

The Valley of Death, where the evil dragon was, was a clear blue color.

The High Priests, who remembered that it was originally dark and black, hesitated.

"Now, you want me to believe that? That you, the Princess of Valdina, just defeated the evil dragon?"

"What's the problem?"

"That's ridiculous! Our holy country was untouched by the evil dragon, so how could a Princess like you -!"

High Priest Paul cried out in disbelief.

"It's not that you can't touch it?"

Medea responded coolly.

"That was also a place where continental people lived, but I saw hell there. Every other day, foreign demons would fly in, and the poison of the evil dragon would spread."

The faces of those who knew of the past of the Holy Nation, which had been unable to do anything about the evil dragon's lair, turned pale.

"Why was the goddess's protection spread throughout the continent excluded only that place? Unless the Holy Nation deliberately chose to ignore only the land of death."

Medea turned to Paul, raising her eyebrows in puzzlement.

"That is why the words of High Priest Paul, who cries out about the suffering of the continent, sound even more bizarre. If the Holy Nation does not listen to only the cries of the selective, how can He leave it so miserably?"

"This is so rude-."

"Of course, that's not what's important right now."

She raised the dragon's fang.

A sharp tension ran up the spines of everyone present.

"That's ridiculous!"

"Her Highness the Princess. How... how could it be possible? I heard you're not even an Auror user, how could even the most elite of the continent not dare to do it."

People didn't believe it.

No, he didn't believe it.

"How are you going to prove that this is the fang of an evil dragon? We here have never seen an evil dragon, so how are you going to prove that you are not lying and that we have dealt with a real evil dragon!"

"Isn't this a confession that the subject of the trust did not follow its contents and rejected them?"

Distrust soon led to accusations.

In people's eyes, she was an orphaned but fragile and beautiful Princess.

She, who is like that, targeted and defeated the evil dragon that even they did not dare to approach?

They couldn't believe it. They didn't want to believe it.

If that's true, then what have they been doing all this time?

Isn't the Princess's accusation that she is incompetent and cowardly true?

Anxiety quickly spread into anger.

"Where did you come from, how dare you bring up a fake to insult God!"

"Do you not fear the wrath of the goddess? How far will you go to deceive us!"

"Fortunately."

Medea smiled faintly.

"It seems I am not the only one who is responsible for the fate of the continent."

It was a time when people raised their eyebrows to understand the ambiguous words.

At that moment, a deafening bird cry rang out from outside the temple.

The moment when everyone reflexively looks up at the sky...

Kwaaang-!

A giant rock flew in, almost grazing the roof of the temple.

There was no time for people to scream.

Locke let go of the huge mass he had been holding in his claws.

Kookung-!

The marble floor of the main hall shook violently with a loud bang. The silver candlestick on the round table fell to the floor.

The sharp sound of bones breaking. The pungent smell of blood seeping into their nostrils.

The moment Locke saw the lump he had dropped, people froze.

"Ah..."

The King of the small country trembled his lips.

The syllable 'evil dragon' could not come forward and was swallowed.

The severed head of the evil dragon was lying in the middle of the temple.

A roaring, gaping jaw, Black scales stained with blood.

With vicious yellow eyes filled with hatred, they glared at the temple as if pouring out curses.

"Huh, huh..."

They didn't dare look into his wide-open eyes. They couldn't even scream.

At that moment, a man jumped down, stepping on the dragon's head, amidst the groans that were erupting.

A deep, mocking voice echoed through the air as if suppressing a silent fear.

"Are you going to tell me this is fake too?"

His golden eyes shone sharply through his disheveled hair.

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