The sky outside the window of the Imperial Palace was very sunny.
"That's why."
This is the exact opposite of the tragedy of the Holy Kingdom that Theo confided on his knees.
"Paul released Rachel from the dark floor and took control of the temple."
The voice delivering the news was trembling.
"His Holiness the Pope?"
Medea asked, putting down her teacup.
Her expression was calm as usual, but her green eyes were shining sharply.
If Pope Benedict had been there, he wouldn't have given up the initiative so easily.
"It is only Paul's words that His Holiness has been punished."
Theo bit his lip.
All the confusion was due to the absence of the Pope.
"The false Saintess deceived and persecuted the true Saintess by blinding the eyes of those praying. How can we repay this grave sin?"
"The Goddess punished His Holiness and gave a revelation to me, Paul, commanding that the law of the Holy Nation be established. The true representative is Rachel!"
Proper priests and temple knights strongly opposed it.
"All vain nonsense! In which doctrine does the representative of the goddess use black magic?"
"Is it really a divine punishment that happened to His Holiness the Pope? What about Chief Priest Agnes? Where is the escort, Sir Martes!"
"Paul claimed to be the papal vicar and exiled all the Templars. Everything, including the leader..."
"What are you doing! Catch those apostles who deny God's will! For Goddess! For the Saintess!"
Paul completely blocked all sources from going outside the central temple.
And he purged all those who rebelled against him.
It was a swift and cruel move that was hard to believe Rachel had once been found to be a fake Saintess and had fallen with him.
"For Saintess Rachel! Accept the true representative!"
The reinstatement ceremony of Saintess Rachel was held next to the temple knights, whose arms were tightly bound with ropes and who knelt on the cold stone floor.
"Paul, are you not harming His Holiness and asking for a substitute? Can you swear your innocence before God?"
Rachel recognized Theo, who was yelling with bloodshot eyes. A cruel light shone through her purple eyes.
"Ahaha. Who is this? There was also Medea's dog."
A diamond flashed above Rachel's head.
It was even more gorgeous than what Medea wore at her wedding.
Rachel slowly approached him, savoring the trapped game.
"I should have killed him a long time ago........"
Rachel reached out and grabbed Theo's fallen hair as if she were tearing him up, making eye contact.
The smell of rotten scent and blood flowed out of her breath. Theo's face twisted.
"It's a pity, because soon your master will also pay the price. Shouldn't I repay what I received?"
She scratched Theo's jaw like she was really tickling a dog.
"I won't kill you now, don't worry, you're useful. If it's Medea's dog, should it be used for its owner?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her long nails dug into his skin.
Whoa. Red blood flowed down with the sound of skin tearing.
"It's a waste... It's a good face. Ahahaha!"
Rachel smiled meaningfully and chuckled.
A clear yet eerie laughter echoed in the square.
Theo and the temple knights were imprisoned on the pitch-black floor, in the deepest prison of the temple.
Their ankle tendons were broken, and their holy power was extorted.
A place where not a single ray of light seeps in.
It was the place where Rachel was exiled.
The prison, once built to seal evil, has now become a shackle that imprisons them.
But neither the darkness nor the pain could break the will of the temple knights.
"Run away. Theo, we will let you get out safely."
Leonor and the temple knights gathered all the remaining holy power.
They were those who had awakened pure holy power.
Although their bodies were collapsing due to wounds and torture, the holy power that gathered their resolve was powerful.
In the end, they finally managed to break the powerful barrier of the pitch-black floor and escape Theo.
However, the end of the process was not complete.
"Everyone is alarmed! Alarm! The prisoners escaped!"
A tearing noise erupted from inside the temple, and Leonor hurriedly pushed him away.
"I won't run away alone with the leader and my brothers!"
"Don't sound like a child! What's the point of a dog's death!"
Leonor grabbed Theo's cheek.
Blood gushed out of Leonor's chest like a fountain of water that broke through the pitch-black floor.
The holy seal engraved on his heart was still burning with a faint light.
The Saintess who burned his life played a decisive role in breaking the barrier of the pitch-black floor.
"I must go to the Saintess and tell her about this. His Holiness is dead, and the temple has already fallen into the hands of the fallen. Medea is the only one who can solve this suffering."
Leonor's fingertips were shaking as he wrapped his arms around Theo's cheeks.
Alas. Theo, who had a premonition of the end, had despair in his eyes.
"I was trying to see with my own eyes the sight of the captain's power being defeated."
Leonor sneered and handed him a silver badge.
Blood soaked on the badge for the Templar Commander.
"Come on!"
"I'll be back. I will definitely come back and save the leader and this temple."
Theo swallowed his bloody cry and turned around.
However, it was not easy to outsmart the pursuers who relentlessly pursued him from the Holy Kingdom and reach Katzen alone.
In the end, he was seriously injured in one arm and was on the verge of death.
"Sir Theo?! What the hell is it-no, let's deal with those things first."
He survived like a miracle.
To his surprise, he encountered mercenaries on the Facade.
They were on their way to the Holy Kingdom to ascertain the situation in the central temple under the command of Cesare.
"Somehow, I heard that there has been no news from the central temple..."
Gallo folded his fingers with a dark face and counted the date.
According to Theo, the mercenaries on the Facade who infiltrated the central temp e would also have been purged.
A heavy shadow hung over his face, and the atmosphere sank coldly.
"...By annihilating the Templars and cutting off all contact with the outside world, what are they up to?"
Neril continued quietly, her face stiffened.
So far, Rachel's reinstatement and Paul's appointment as papacy have not been reported anywhere on the continent.
At that moment, they heard urgent footsteps.
"Your Highness, Your Highness...!"
"What's going on?"
It was Alpha who appeared behind the door that opened wide.
Unlike usual, his face flushed.
In his hand, he held a piece of parchment that looked like it had been hastily shredded.
"Western Empress is dead."
***
The Western Empress, who was accused of being behind the assassination of the 1st Prince Cesare, was found to be a cold body.
It was not long after she was confined to her palace, the Western Palace.
"It was poisoning..."
The palace doctor's voice trembled.
Inside the room, the reverberation of poisonous herbs lingered along with the broken silk strings.
At the place where she ended her last life, a suicide note remained.
[ I lost my sense due to a moment of foolishness and committed something irreparable... ]
The suicide note contained her confession, written in the undisturbed handwriting unique to Western Empress.
[... I will pay the price with my life, so please have mercy on the innocent Third Prince and hope that His Majesty will take pity on me and take away my suspicion and punishment. ]
The Imperial family was busy preparing for the funeral of the Western Empress.
The coffin and funeral prepared for the 1st Prince soon belonged to the Western Empress.
It was an expensive and sturdy birch coffin that she had prepared to pretend to be good at the 1st Prince's faction.
She would not have known at the time that the gift prepared by Cesare would be used by the Western Empress herself.
The coffin of the Western Empress was lowered on the cold marble.
No one believed what happened overnight.
That this woman had become a cold sword and was lying in a coffin.
It is also a death of her own choice.
The one who could not accept the sudden death of the Western Empress the most was, of course, the only son she cherished the most, the Third Prince.
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