TCIWTFY - Part 2 Chapter 112

After talking to the Pope, Medea's view was blocked.

"Dea... you..."

It was Peleus.

If the Pope were not the only person Medea was talking to, Peleus would have pushed her opponent away and burst in the middle of the conversation.

"What did you think of allowing him to be at his whim...!"

It sounded like his voice was suppressed as he suppressed his emotions. The young Emperor's face was as cold as the north wind.

"Peleus."

"Even now, you have to step down. Even if we reconvene the Continental Congress..."

Medea caught Peleus trying to follow the Pope.

"Those in power should not be. The imperial throne is a heartless place. I don't want you to be so lonely."

"I know."

She probably knows better than anyone else in the world.

Medea chanted silently.

"Peleus, I wanted him."

"..."

Anger reflected in his blue eyes, and Medea grabbed him by the arm, trying to reassure him.

"Peleus, he slashed Jared for me, and he risked his life to kill the evil dragon to stop the oracle. How can I not love a man like that?"

"..."

"I want him."

However, the more Medea explained, the more Peleus' beautiful face was swallowed up by a sense of self-embarrassment.

"It's your brother's fault."

He brushed his skinny face.

"I left you alone for too long. So..."

He's now paying the price for the sin of leaving his little sister behind.

What is the point of being praised as a wise Emperor? He couldn't touch the heart of a young girl who was hungry for affection at all.

"That's right... Hah, Dea, a man will do anything for his goal."

So, she fell for the purposeful favor that the man offered her.

He didn't know who the other person was, and he didn't know what kind of dark plan he had.

"..."

Instead of being persuaded, his face grew darker and darker, leaving Medeia embarrassed.

'There was a separate soldier...'

Medea took a step back and was struck by a man behind her.

She stumbled with a shock as if she had hit a solid stone wall.

Peleus moved reflexively.

But before that, a hand stretched out from behind gently gripped Medea's shoulders and helped her to keep her centered.

"Be careful.

It was Cesare.

Peleus glanced at Medea's shoulder, which was held by him. The atmosphere that flowed out became even colder.

"The First Prince."

"Your Majesty."

Before Cesare could bow his head slightly, an icy voice came out.

"First Prince, I confess that I have held you in high esteem. However, it seems that Katzen's blood flowing to you can't be helped. Don't you think I know that you intend to use our Dea to use Valdina so that you can become Emperor?"

Peleus could not stand it any longer. The sharply set-up anticipation was a completely hostile attitude.

"Every time Dea was in danger, you showed up, it was all for today. You brought the black beast into Valdina without knowing his dirty plan!"

"Peleus!"

Medea's face became contemplative.

It was the first time that her brother, who was always lonely, criticized someone so primitively and directly.

It is proof that he is angry, but Cesare has no reason to listen to the accusations.

This had been her plan from the beginning, and Cesare was the first and most likely to help the expedition, in addition.

"Peleus, this marriage is for me..."

Then, Cesare took a step forward from Medea's path and stood in her way.

As if to protect her from Peleus' fierce energy.

"I understand your concerns. Indeed, no one on this continent has experienced the heartlessness of the throne more closely than I do."

At that moment, the audience was stunned.

No one knew that Cesare was referring to two people: his father, Perdiccas II, and his adoptive mother, Empress Eleanor.

The result of Perdiccas II's betrayal of the Empress, who was his wife, was the First Prince.

Cesare, who exposed the shame that no one dared to say with his mouth, looked extremely carefree.

"So I swore to my mother earlier. I will take the oath of engagement as sacred and do my best."

He took Medea's hand. Then he took the ring out of his hand.

"Even if I don't accept Valdina's help, you won't believe it anyway. I will give the same thing to the Princess."

Slowly, as if he couldn't see the fire coming out of Peleus' eyes, he placed the ring on her slender finger.

The small white hand was completely hidden by Cesare's hand.

"Medea."

And when Cesare removed his hand, the clear seal of the First Prince on the ring shone through.

"This ring is my strength and your strength. From now on, she has the authority to establish laws in my territory and to lead my army and subjects."

Cesare spoke naturally as if he didn't feel Medea looking up at him in amazement.

"No one can go against your will, and whoever threatens you will soon become my enemy."

Cesare turned to Peleus. Their golden and blue eyes clashed fiercely.

"..."

Peleus was speechless for the first time.

His answer to his accusations that he was taking advantage of his sister was even ugly.

Nevertheless, he could not argue with it anymore.

In fact, giving this signet ring, which symbolizes the sovereignty of the First Prince, to his sister means that he is giving away his power.

The onlookers opened their mouths.

"Even if Valdina helps the First Prince through this marriage, the Princess Is not Valdina's master, so she has limited things to give."

However, with the signet ring given by the First Prince, the Princess can exercise the actual power of her husband, not just her authority as a spouse.

No matter how much he flicks his hand, he will understand. This marriage is absolutely beneficial to the Princess.

'Didn't the First Prince have his head become after he cut the evil dragon?'

"The one who holds the most powerful right of succession in Katzen even gives up his seal to prove his sincerity?"

At that moment, Cesare turned slightly toward Medea.

"Dea. I will put my wedding ring on you at the ceremony."

When speaking to the Princess, everyone could feel that the First Prince's voice was much lower and more friendly. Moreover, there is even a familiar title for the Princess.

'Aha. Now I can feel it. If you are blinded by love, the world will turn upside down overnight and people will change.'

It seems that the First Prince of Sangvis was no exception to love.

As if to put an end to their conviction, Cesare said.

"I will not forsake Dea."

A golden gaze flashed across Medea, Peleus, and finally, Eratosthenes, who stood in the crowd.

In Cesare's eyes, there was no longing or joy for his maternal grandfather.

It was the same with Eratosthenes looking at his grandson. Unlike the enthusiastic crowd, the corners of his finely wrinkled eyes remained unchanged.

As if he did not believe in the sincerity of the First Prince who even gave Medeq the seal.

Even though they had not seen each other in a long time, the two passed by dryly as if they were seeing each other.

Cesare spoke again.

"I do not betray my wife."

***

"You didn't have to do that."

When they were alone, Medea sang in a low voice.

Medea waved her hand with the seal on it.

"No matter how much Peleus objected, the ceremony would take place as scheduled. But what if you give it to me... It's nothing else, it's a seal. How are you going to fix it later?"

Cesare shrugged at Medea's words.

"If I don't, he's ready to challenge us to a duel until one of us dies. I can't pick up a sword from the first day of marriage, right?"

"I don't think so."

Medea paused.

Certainly, given Peleus' fierce momentum, Cesare's words made sense.

Medea turned the topic around instead of answering.

"Hah... Did you think there were any henchmen of the Emperor among the people on Katzen's side earlier? You wanted to show him?"

In other words, it was a message to Perdiccas Il.

'I wanted to show you.'

Although the other party was not her father. Cesare swallowed a bitter laugh. Medea was sharp in strange places.

In the moment when he met his grandfather's dry eyes with contempt, how did he notice a streak that popped out without even realizing it?

'I guess you wanted to say that I am different from your son-in-law.'

A fleeting shadow fell on his beautiful features.

"I did my best, but instead of being praised, I was scolded, and I was wronged."

Cesare placed his hand gracefully on his chest, as if in despair.

But the end of the note rippled drowsily, not sounding discouraged at all.

"It was too much..."

"Anything is too much compared to your marriage proposal, which has no romance."

"..."

Cesare's reply made Medea pause.

As she flew from Death Valley to Sacramentis, Medea had a vague perception.

'This won't be the end. This life is so different from the past.'

Since Medea's creation of that change, fate will continue to create variables and target her.

Even Jason has awakened to his past life.

The knowledge and experience that she knew only had become something that could not be monopolized.

"As long as the oracle continues to target me, I can't be free."

Medea felt it instinctively. To avoid repeating the past, she must make the first move.

"Cesare, take me as your bride and inherit the oracle. In three years, I'll make you the Emperor of Kazen."

Medea planned to eliminate both Jason and Rachel within three years. Life hovered in her rusty eyes.

That's how the current play was created.

This play was started by Medea and completed by Cesare.

"...Since when did the indomitable First Prince become so sentimental?"

Medea snorted softly, and a smile appeared on Cesare's lips.

"What if I refused?"

"I don't know. I must have looked for someone else to fulfill the trust."

At that moment, golden eyes flashed dangerously between his fascinating eyes.

"...He wouldn't have been my brother like a grub, so who would it be?"

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