At the same time, Cesare thought again.
"I'll make you Emperor."
She has returned to this Katzen Empire, where the scars of her past life remain.
And again, the process of the battle for the throne is beginning.
This time, not for her husband, who was betrayed in her previous life, but for Cesare, for herself.
The guilt that he had dragged Medea into that dangerous gamble again always weighed on Cesare's chest somewhere.
From the moment Medea set foot on this earth, always.
'Katzen is to Dea...'
A place full of wounds, infested with worms, and where the blade of power lurks.
A cruel empire that even Cesare cannot let go of is not suitable for her.
A world where she should be forgotten, rest, and not have to prove anything.
It had to be warm, calm, and just a place where she could breathe peacefully.
Even though he knows that fact better than anyone else...
He had to repeat the question every time he asked if he was the one who led her back here.
"..."
Cesare looked up at the portrait of the First Emperor hanging on the wall.
Even in the painting, the throne was shining brilliantly.
Fragments of memory flashed over his sculpted golden eyes.
From the childhood of the imperial palace, the estate of Romagna, from the first battlefield.
After many hardships and medals, until the day he finally rose to the First Prince.
'The reason why I endured, the position I wanted to climb.'
Strangely, at this moment, it didn't look as brilliant as it used to be.
He looked down at his hand.
Katzen and Medea.
If he has to choose only one of the two.
"... It must be something that cannot be let go."
At that time, the door opened.
Gallo stuck his head out.
"Boss. Have you been here? I've been looking for you for a long time. Are you going back with Her Highness now?"
He walked inside.
"...Romagna is too authentic, and Alpanon has too cloudy weather."
"What? What do you mean by suddenly being chubby?"
Staring at the portrait Emperor's throne, Cesare's lips were sweet.
"Gallo."
"Yes?"
"What do you think independence would be like?"
"What...?"
Gallo was stunned, as if he had heard it wrong.
Whether he knew he was shocked or not, Cesare turned indifferently.
"To a warmer and more peaceful place than here."
***
Katzen Imperial Palace.
The commotion behind Perdiccas II's birthday party did not satisfy him very much.
"I found out that the sword was a sword that was offered as a tribute three years ago."
"It means that the Western Empress took away the tribute."
Coincidentally, the estate where the tribute was offered also belonged to the vassals of the Third Prince faction.
"Tributes have also been confirmed to have discrepancies between records and actual storage details in this way, and we are currently investigating the records."
Western Empress said that this trivial item that she had secretly kept for her son was.
Shr would never have imagined that it would turn into evidence to support the circumstances of her affair at such an exquisite time.
"As soon as the overall investigation results come out, Your Majesty..."
"Hmph, this can't be the first time. How long did Western Empress go back and forth behind me and shake her illness?"
The Emperor burst into anger.
When he was stabbed in the back of the head in such a cruel way by his political ally, who had been holding hands with him to keep the First Prince in check, his anger did not subside.
"Alfred, is that gnome still in Katzen? Throw him into the abyss, too! How dare he make fun of me and cheekily tease me?"
The image of him hugging the Western Empress in the banquet hall and striking him remained in the mind of Perdiccas II as an indelible residue.
"Your Majesty. It's just the situation yet. There is no evidence to prove that there was a definite relationship with Her Majesty the Western Empress, and he is currently a diplomatic envoy."
No matter how Emperor was, he couldn't kill him in his temper without considering the diplomatic risk.
Moreover, after several days of no clear evidence, the Third Prince faction strongly opposed and put pressure on the Emperor.
Knowing that if the Western Empress was upset, the partisans themselves would be shaken, they were afraid of the Emperor's wrath, but they persistently urged him to save her.
"Does it make sense that you still haven't found the right one? You'll just watch until your luggage turns upside down?!"
Perdiccas II burst into anger.
The attendant was a person who could say what he needed at such times.
"However, Your Majesty, there is something more you need to see than that. In the West Palace... I found a red fox badge."
When the attendant flipped over the small badge, the fox pattern was revealed.
"What?"
Perdiccas II jumped up from his seat
It is because they found traces of the dead, which they thought they would never see again.
Red fox. A symbol of the spy group secretly operated by the deceased Kensington.
"Are the guys I missed three years ago still alive...!"
When he attacked the Red Foxes after eliminating Kensington, he remembered the day when only the empty headquarters welcomed the Emperor's knights.
After that, he sent a tracking party, but failed each time, and he would boil Perdiccas II's stomach.
'I was relieved that since the center of gravity of Kensington was gone, it would have been disbanded...'
"He was hiding all over my house like a rat!"
It would have been better if evidence of infidelity had been found in the West Palace.
The discovery of traces of the Red Foxes in this imperial palace meant that the heart of the empire had not yet escaped the specter of Kensington.
At the very edge of the Emperor!
Soon, a piece of suspicion jumped up like a flash of light in Perdiccas II's head.
"Was Western Empress in collusion with the deceased Kensington?"
No, maybe.
"Kensington.. Is he really dead?"
The Emperor's face was distorted.
"Your Majesty. I have personally confirmed the death of Kensington."
There was no way the dead would come back.
The chief attendant tried to reassure the Emperor of at least one certain fact.
"Yes, he's here to kill me. Kensington... That harbored vicious hatred, and now he was going to stab the load, so..."
There was no way that the Emperor's ears could hear it all in his frenzy.
"To take away my throne!"
The staff he threw shattered the golden statue again.
After a while.
By the time the tranquilizer that the chief of the servants had barely given had taken effect, there were many broken utensils under his feet.
The Emperor's eyes, which had regained a little bit of ease, were gone with the same madness and fear as before.
The attendant swallowed quietly.
"Whatever the facts, as long as Kensington is involved, the Western Empress will not be able to escape easily."
The attendant suddenly remembered that the Emperor had said that sometimes he had nightmares about Kensington, who had a broken head, glaring at him hatefully.
In Perdiccas II's dream, not only his enemies but also his loyalists who had been unjustly purged were with him.
"Alfred... Western Empress... Kensington... Juan..."
The Emperor's fingers tapped the Emperor's throne.
"What if the reason why Western Empress cares for and supports Juan so much is to fulfill her bad relationship with him?"
So what if she reached out to Kensington's spy team?
The moment he thought that, his veins surged in the back of his hand that grabbed the throne again.
'I pressed Cesare and increased Juan's strength too much.'
So, isn't that how the mother installed it?
The Emperor realized that he had overgrown the power of the second son in an attempt to keep his eldest son in check.
'What if Western Empress betrays me in this situation?'
Remembering Alfred's face that seemed to have passed that day, the Emperor gritted his teeth.
"Move the Western Empress to prison and don't let anyone in."
The Emperor shouted harshly
"Juan... can't do it either. And it would be better to use this as an excuse to demote Montfort's title to Viscount."
The Emperor's order soon became widely known.
The 3rd Prince faction was in chaos.
This is because they did not know that the punishment of the Western Empress would become heavier, let alone end.
Even the Count of Montfort, the father of the Western Empress, was demoted to the title on the pretext of his daughter's infidelity.
This was an Irreparable disgrace for Western Empress, even if she returned later, and it was a punishment that trampled on her face.
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