"...Thank you, grandfather, for making me a toy."
She carefully read the contents of Medea's clumsy letter.
It was a letter written by young Cesare with excitement at receiving a toy.
However, the fact that it was still in this chest of drawers meant that he had not been able to send this letter to the person concerned.
'As the Emperor's illegitimate son, he must have been aware of his position entrusted to the Empress early on.'
The child's resignation, which was too early, recognized that the position did not even allow Intimacy with his grandfather, and the gap between the crooked young handwriting left on the stationery.
It somehow made a corner of her heart ache.
'When he comes back, I will be the first this time...'
She has to hug that lonely back silently. Just like he gave her his arms one day.
Medea inadvertently groped his place with her fingertips and stopped.
At that time, the entrance to the bedroom became noisy.
When Medea turned her head, familiar faces appeared behind Neril, who was pure white.
"Kuh, cough..."
"Your Highness.."
Terence, who was walking with Gallo's support, vomited blood out of his eyes.
And he lost his mind.
"Terrence!"
While Menil hurriedly grabbed him and supported him, Gallo stumbled and knelt before Medea.
The scars left all over his body were clear, and his frostbitten skin was red and blue frozen.
Even his face was filled with tears.
"Bo, the boss is..."
Before she could finish speaking, Medea's vision faltered.
The sunny sky she had been waiting for seemed to shatter in front of her eyes.
Obviously, Cesare and his party raided the Warlock's stronghold without failure.
"... Terrence found a golden tower hidden under a barrier behind an ice wall. The boss and I rushed into the center and fought the Warlocks of the Golden tower, and we took down most of them."
The inside of the golden tower was literally a living hell.
The cursed devices that surrounded the entire tower.
Erosion, Wraith, Grudge, and other powerful darknesses of the beginning were revealed by warlocks.
Then, the demonic test subjects trapped inside were released and resisted to the end, and a terrible, decisive battle took place.
It was a fierce battle that cost them half of their strength.
"I missed the warlock in the center, the lone boss left. The boss chased after him."
Gallo eritted his teeth.
"Terrence has almost exhausted his magic power to break the barrier. So Edra, who accompanied him... I went on a chase with the boss..."
When the mercenaries of Facade arrived to help Cesare, it was one step too late.
"Edra, that guy... He was a brainwashed assassin."
Mortally wounded in the back, Cesare fell down the cliff of the iceberg with the warlock in the center, and the assassin fled in the chaos.
"As the boss fell, the barrier of the Golden Tower was activated again. A massive avalanche occurred on top of it."
In the pouring ice and snow, it became unclear whether Cesare was trapped in the barrier of the Golden Tower or buried in the snow.
"Time is running out. If you don't find the boss in it, he will be swallowed up in the vanishing barrier."
Gallo bit his lip nervously.
He didn't seem to notice that his dry lips burst and blood was dripping.
"Your Highness, what should I do? What should I do..."
Gallo, who had always been playful, seemed to be stiff as if he was in a panic, and then lost his mind.
He seemed to have lost his mind even more than when he was a time-limited man three years ago, when he was about to die.
From there, people already realized that there was no hope for the life or death of the First Prince.
Medea staggered, resting her hand on her desk.
For some reason, she didn't realize it.
Somehow, the dream that Cesare couldn't get out of the tower engulfed in fire.
'Was it a precognitive dream...'
***
Katzen Imperial Palace.
The news of the First Prince's death from the border finally arrived at the Imperial Palace.
"Cesare, he is dead? What nonsense is that?"
Perdiccas II doubted his ears.
'Is he a terribly tough guy? How could a person who came back alive from an unheard-of illness die so helplessly?'
"It is said that among the servants that the 1st Prince took with him, there was an assassin mixed in."
The attendant avoided his eyes and bowed deeply.
He added that it was not a death, but a disappearance, but the Emperor's reaction did not change.
"While clearing the stronghold of the warlocks, an assassin....It is said that he fell into the cliff of a thousand roads with his heart pierced."
The words were cut off in the middle, unbelievably like a servant. He also didn't seem to believe everything he was told.
"Alas. What is the glory of Katzen..."
Is that all? Someone muttered to himself, looked at the Emperor's eyes, and closed his mouth.
Fortunately, however, Perdiccas II did not hear it.
"Your Majesty!"
This is because the huge body was swaying without a trace.
Cha-chang!
The golden staff that had been missing from his hand rolled on the floor, making a sharp noise.
"It's okay. I... It's okay."
Perdiccas II, who sat on the throne again with support, was silent for a while.
'...It will be Impossible to conquer the continent in my lifetime.'
What was more painful than his son's death was the despair that he could no longer continue his feat as a conquering monarch.
Who will try to expand the territory of the mighty Katzen in the future?
"Did you hear the news? 1st Prince...!"
"Really, that strong person? That's not possible. It's a story I've heard every time."
"This time is different. She was stabbed in the back by an iceberg and fell off a cliff, but they couldn't find her even after a few days."
"Still, this is not the only time the First Prince has crossed his limbs..."
"Hmph, you've never seen the northern iceberg, have you? Are the frozen ice under the ice wall growing like an awl? Even if you survive the fall, it will be difficult for you to survive with a stab wound, where the snow covers your neck and freezes people to death."
The tragedy of the 1st Prince spread outside the city in an Instant.
Rumors spread so quickly.
It was impossible without someone's intervention.
Katzen's nobles and courtiers also had mixed reactions.
"Your Majesty, the body has not yet been identified. It is too early to give up hope. Send the search party to the icebergs immediately!"
Those who do not believe in Cesare's death and cling to the last possibility.
"We... We are just following Your Majesty's orders."
Those who remember the time when the 1st Prince overturned the time-limited judgment and returned alive, and remain silent in the anxiety that he might sweep the political world again.
"Now that the barrier of black magic has been cast over the difficult iceberg, even the powerful First Prince Army has lost more than half of its strength. At this time, when it is difficult to repair the chaos caused by the absence of His Highness the 1st Prince, you cannot waste your national power!"
Those who see an opportunity with Cesare's death.
Among them, Jason longed for that opportunity more than anyone else.
'That guy hit the golden tower... How did you find out its location?'
The last sanctuary built up by the warlocks of the Golden Throne.
The tenacity of Cesare, who had tracked down and annihilated the warlocks, made his teeth grind and send chills down his spine.
At the same time, he was happy.
Cesare and the warlocks, his long-awaited and shameful fathers, fought each other and disappeared together.
'These are the ones who must be eliminated someday. Now, everyone who knows that I am entangled with them is gone.'
Juan, the Third Prince who came out of the abyss, also swallowed his unconcealable joy.
On the outside, he pretended to be sad and bowed his head, but deep down here peated the words of Western Empress.
'My mother said that even if Cesare is alive, he should not be allowed to come back alive.'
Both Juan and Jason agreed not to send aid to the iceberg.
Three years ago, he failed to get rid of Cesare, who was a time-limited man, and in return, everything was taken away.
This time, he was determined not to allow such a gap again.
The death of the First Prince must be used as a springboard to create a new order
Someone in silence, someone in an enthusiastic voice.
The calm voice of the attendant calmed down the argument that was getting more and more escalated.
"The 1st Prince's Wife."
The 1st Princess walked among her subjects with an elegant gait that was no different from that of the coronation.
Even though she must have heard her husband's secret, she didn't even see dried tears on her beautiful cheeks.
Is her husband's life and death out of her interest, or is she strong enough to hide her worries?
"The Marquis of Hippolyto is wearing the robe of the hemp tower. Did he come as a member of the magic tower?"
"Isn't the blonde man next to you the head of the facade? Was it true that Facade came under the command of the First Prince?"
Soon, everyone recognized the two men who followed her.
The left and right were stunned.
Now that the life and death of the First Prince are uncertain, this appearance of two huge organizations on the continent showing off their existence was tantamount to showing that they were on the side of the First Prince.
The attendant swallowed a sigh inwardly.
'Even if it's the Marquis of Hippolyto, he's a childhood friend... The Facade... If the arms dealer of the continent supports His Highness the First Prince. His Majesty will never be pleased.'
Sure enough, doubt and jealousy grew in Perdiccas II's eyes.
"If he had even obtained the Facade, would he have rejected the Crown Prince's position so cheekily because this guy could take my throne at any time?"
"1st Princess, you must have heard the news and come to visit."
The First Princess greeted the Emperor.
They tried to read Medea's reaction first, and then read the signs that Cesare was safe.
Only then will they know whether the First Prince's ship they're on will be firm or run aground.
"I saw the sun of Katzen. I disturbed the sun's planting with the bad news, and I dared to come here because the matter was serious."
"Your Majesty, we need to prepare for the funeral quickly. Isn't it necessary to perform a ritual before the soul disappears so that the First Prince can go to a good place?"
The Count of Montfort said quickly.
He hoped that the appearance of the 1st Prince would not change the current atmosphere.
"It's still unclear whether he is alive or dead, but it's already a funeral. Count Montfort, you speak as if you don't want His Highness the First Prince to be alive."
Medea twisted the corners of her mouth.
Even though they had only heard the news of his disappearance, they were anxious to make Cesare's death true.
"The First Prince went to the border to subdue the foreign peoples there and add strength to Katzen. But since you have lightly undermined that will, who of Katzen will risk their lives for their country in the future?"
"That..."
Medea's words left the Count of Montfort speechless.
With nothing more to say, he turned his gaze to the Emperor.
"1st Princess."
The gloomy voice of Perdiccas II echoed.
His gaze also lingered briefly on Gallo and Terrence standing behind Medea, and then disappeared.
"...The goddess was angry because you kicked the good luck that the burden gave you."
Perdiccas II's voice was cold, as if he had never been warm to his eldest son.
He was always a monarch who swallowed sweet and spat out when he was bitter.
Wouldn't the strong spirit of the First Prince Cesare, which was bought high not long ago, be useless if he lost his breath?
"Now your man who wrapped you around is dead. I'll take care of it this time, but from now on, if you don't watch your mouth, your throat will fly off first."
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