"I didn't know it when I first met you in Valdina."
For Kensington, a Katzen, Valdinian was always an enemy who could stab his country in the vital spot, and he could never be caught off guard.
And among them, Valdina's most outstanding jewel, Princess Medea.
In the worst situation where there was no power or authority, she commanded the world and shook the game, and it was Kensington's greatest vigilance and fear.
"I never thought that one day, with the life saved by Your Highness the Princess, I would be able to ride the waves of this world, big and small, together with Your Highness."
However, even Kensington himself did not know that the day would come when he would meet a master who was so loyal that he did not care about the contrast of his country, Katzen.
"It's a sentimental introduction that doesn't look like a warning, so I'm nervous about what you're trying to say."
Medea raised the corners of her mouth.
A pure laughter that had never been seen recently erupted clearly.
"Your Highness, why don't you leave Katzen?"
Medea's hand stopped holding the teacup.
"Your Highness has done your best."
Kensington's gaze fell to Medea's fingertips.
The red and dried fingertips were already distorted.
It was a sign that he had bled several times to wake up Cesare.
It was a sign that she had bled several times to wake up Cesare.
Although she repeated the same ritual as last time, Cesare never opened his eyes.
In addition to morning sickness, it was the reason why Medea's complexion turned pale.
"If you do this, all three of you will die."
Kensington gritted his teeth. Now he had to stop it.
It was a pity for the First Prince to lie down, but the choice was clear.
"I have already secured a retreat route for the red foxes. Valdina or anywhere on the continent is fine. If Your Highness gives me an order, I will follow it immediately."
"...Kensington."
"Your Highness is the one who raised Valdina, who was collapsing, and made it an empire on the continent. If Katzen doesn't want Your Highness, they will lose, and where on this vast continent can Your Highness and Baby not go?"
As he spoke, Medea's white complexion and thin shoulders caught Kensington's eye.
Although he had no children and had never been married, something similar to maternal love rose in Kensington's heart.
His voice became more and more powerful.
"Your Highness's footsteps will be the center of the continent, full of glory and majesty. Shin Kensington will sacrifice his life to be with Your Highness."
Unlike Kensington, his voice was full of strength and determination.
Even in Katzen's time, when he was most active, he had never so definitively asserted it.
"Yes, Your Highness. Please reconsider it one more time."
Medea stared at him for a moment, then swallowed her sigh.
"Kensington is a capable person who clearly knows the relationship between superiors and subordinates."
He prioritized the command of Medea.
However, even though Medea had clearly expressed her intention to stay in Katzen, Kensington did not follow suit and said this, which meant that he sincerely wanted Medea to leave this place.
"Your Highness, please..."
"I'll think about it for now."
Medea, who couldn't ignore that feeling, smiled helplessly. It was a somewhat sad but lovely smile.
Then, Rustle. It was someone.
The two of them turned their heads at the same time. Terence stood next to the pillar.
"I'm sorry. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer, so I walked because it was a matter that required a decision from Your Highness regarding the coronation."
Terence bowed down and apologized with undisturbed manners.
However, Kensington did not miss the hardening of his face.
If you hear it, listen to it.
Kensington mocked himself. Do you know that my master has nowhere to go if she is not here?
No matter how great the Prince is, no matter how sincere his heart is.
If you are going to give this kind of stained glory, this is also a specification.
My master can shine brighter than anyone else without Katzen's throne. Do you know that in the distant future, even the land of Katzen will be trampled under the feet of my master?
"Your Highness, the Princess. Then I will step down. The red foxes are nearby, so please look for them at any time."
Kensington let go of Medea's firmly held hand, took a step back, greeted her, and left majestically from his seat.
"..."
"Your Highness. We have once again agreed to hold the coronation ceremony in the cathedral."
Terence reported casually, but a cold sweat ran down his spine.
Kensington openly revealed that his owner was not the First Prince and his wife, but only Medea.
If the choice for Cesare is not the best for Medea, then she will turn her back on this country without hesitation.
'And Her Highness also must know that I heard it, but she didn't say anything.'
In addition, the strange orders given by Medea recently made him even more anxious.
"Your Highness, we need you for Cesare."
Terence barely spoke in a voice scratching the floor.
With that one word, Medea guessed exactly what was going on in Terence's heart.
"Did I ever say I was leaving?"
"But, Rachel, didn't you even send her a robe?"
In the name of the Marquis of Leniard, an invitation to the coronation was sent, followed by a white robe.
Just as the oracle that the First Prince and the Saintess must be married will be fulfilled at the coronation ceremony.
"Your Highness, you didn't mean that you would put her on the throne."
"That's it. Terence."
"Your Highness!"
As if she couldn't see Terence's astonished face, Medea continued and held out a piece of paper. It was a stone slab with the pattern of the Imperial family.
"Isn't this a stone of oaths? Why... this?"
Terence tilted his head as if he couldn't understand.
"We know this oracle is fake. However, since the contents of the oracle have spread to all continents, we cannot simply deal with it among ourselves. You have to show that this oracle is fake in front of everyone."
"If His Holiness the Pope were alive... No. If only there were a holy relic."
However, all the holy relics are currently stored in the central temple of the Holy Kingdom.
And the temple had long since been taken over by Rachel and the warlocks.
"That's why I thought about it. As Sir Terence said, I don't know how the repercussions of black magic will bounce out."
So what if we cause that conflict directly and on purpose?
"What if the primordial power remaining on the continent conflicts with the dark magic that created the fake oracle..."
At that moment, Terence, who noticed Medea's intentions, slapped his knees.
"The stone of the oath! So...!"
All members of the imperial family, as well as their spouses who have been incorporated into marriage, must be named on the oath stone according to tradition.
The moment the name is engraved, it becomes a member of the imperial family under the recognition of the divine.
If Rachel's name is engraved on the stone of oath imbued with the original power that built Katzen...
"The stone will chase its source and grasp the black magic. It can cause a crash! At the same time, the divine punishment of black magic will also be offset. The opposite force will neutralize the black magic."
Terence nodded as if he understood a point.
"But..."
Terence's face brightened, and he let out a groan.
"If Cesare finds out that you have left Rachel's name engraved on the stone of oath..."
"By the time Cesare wakes up, everything will be over. So, let's keep this matter between you and me until they arrive at the coronation."
At Medea's word, Terence bit his lip for a moment, then lowered his head with difficulty.
"Yes, I'll keep it a secret."
"What's the secret?"
At that moment, Gallo's voice rang out.
Terence quickly shut up.
"It's nothing. What came out?"
"The corpses were moved from the Castullo side. I checked later, and the place where everyone was camouflaged was empty."
"The corpses were gone?"
Terence's face became serious.
"The medium of Kronos, one of the original darknesses, is camouflage. It swallows time and repeats creation and destruction. Jason, it looks like he's really trying to prepare for black magic."
"Then..."
At that moment, Medea's vision was shattered.
Red lines leaped up like a line beneath the stained glass that supported the cathedral.
And then, he tied the goddess statue underneath it like a noose.
"Your Highness, are you okay?"
Terence asked Medea in a worried voice.
"Gallo, did they bury it under the outer wall of the cathedral?"
Medea held her breath and stared at Gallo.
Gallo's eyes widened.
"Uh, how did you know?"
"I need to go to the cathedral."
Medea stood up.
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