The atmosphere in the cathedral was instantly turned upside down by the sudden appearance of the First Prince, who was worthy of his reputation.
The rumors that he was on the verge of death in the divine punishment were meaningless, as his body was in bad shape, and the energy emanating from it was tense.
The plump face's lines became sharper, making it look even more dangerous and alluring.
"The First Prince has arrived. Ka, the Emperor of Katzen, has arrived!"
People were stunned, but when they saw Cesare suddenly appear, they all jumped up from their seats.
But his golden eyes were only looking for Medea.
In the center of the altar and the countless faces surrounding it, he was able to immediately spot Medea.
Even Rachel stands proudly in front of the oath stone.
A cracking sound went through his head.
It was the sound of the last shred of reality he had been holding onto being shattered.
"Your Highness... No, His Majesty has come, so everyone pay your respects!"
Ambassador Katzen, who realized his role a little too late, spoke, but it did not reach Cesare either.
Because the flames of anger that had risen in his chest were eating away at his head.
Terence approached the saddled Cesare.
In any case, the appearance of Cesare was an unexpected and sudden situation.
"Cesare, I have something to tell you..."
"Yes, I think I've heard enough explanation."
Cesare strode out onto the red carpet.
The sound of the scattered fragments of the door being trampled upon filled the hall louder than ever.
Medea watched him get closer and closer.
The golden eyes were fixed only on her.
As if no one else was visible. No, as if no one else cared.
"Cesare."
Medea swallowed the emotions that were welling up in her.
Everyone was watching. And Rachel was on the verge of being caught in the spider web she had prepared.
No matter how much that face pierced her, she couldn't let a fleeting emotion ruin everything she had prepared so far.
"Cesare, talk to me later, for now..."
"Don't worry, Dea. I have no intention of interfering with your plans."
A quiet whisper that only Medea could hear
“But don’t forget.”
"..."
"I will remain your sharpest sword until the end."
Cesare swore again to his only companion.
Until the moment he ran out of breath.
The original will and oath to cut down all enemies that stand in her way will remain unchanged until the very end.
Medea saw a burning flame in the golden eyes that looked down at her. Her heart sank as she saw those eyes, even those that seemed mad.
"... What are you trying to do?"
Medea reached out to grab him, but he slipped out of her grasp by a hair's breadth. Cesare had already turned and strode away.
Meanwhile, Paul, standing at the altar, clutched his collar beneath his sleeve. Sweat was seeping out of his nostrils.
'Why is this guy still struggling between life and death?'
The black magic that transformed them into gods was a pain that even they, as black magicians, could not endure.
After a moment of confusion, he quickly checked the oath stone and regained his confidence.
"Hmm. Hmm! Katzen's master has finally arrived!"
"Yeah, how soon can I escape?" He exchanged a glance with Rachel.
Now, if he just puts on the Emperor's crown on the velvet cushion on the altar, that man will become the master of this great empire.
How can I give that up?
Paul happily opened his socks towards Cesare, who was approaching.
"Instead of the high priest of Katzen, I will personally crown the head of this old religion..."
But Cesare passed Paul by.
His steps stopped in front of the Oath Stone.
He even skipped the procedure of wearing the crown and ran to the imperial palace.
People were murmuring.
"Did the prince get the order wrong?"
"How could he do that? What on earth was he thinking?"
Amid the murmur of the crowd, Peleus watched coldly as Rachel shyly bent down to Cesare.
If it weren't for his sister's burden, he would have taken Dea and left this lowly land right away.
"I am truly happy to see Your Majesty well."
When Cesare turned his back on Medea and came towards her, Rachel bit the flesh inside her mouth to keep from expressing her joy.
"If you follow the will of the goddess, all the suffering Your Majesty is currently experiencing will disappear as if washed away, and this country will prosper forever under Your Majesty's reign."
Rachel bows her head, placing her hand on his chest.
It was a manner closer to that of a noble lady than a priest.
"I, Rachel, will also wholeheartedly assist Your Majesty as Your Majesty's companion and as the Goddess's representative. Now, will you allow me to complete the ceremony?"
Rachel smiled faintly.
And it was time to resume the oath ceremony that had been interrupted by the appearance of Cesare.
"You all probably know the significance of this oath stone to us Katzen since the beginning of the nation."
A leisurely voice stopped Rachel in her tracks.
Cesare was smiling.
It was a smile so beautiful that it took the breath away of those who saw it.
"I am going to be the first to swear an oath on this trust. What do you think, Saintess?"
"If that is Your Majesty's will, then I must follow it."
Rachel nodded and stepped back under the altar.
Cesare's golden eyes glanced at the stone of oath.
He already knew Medea's plan, why she had allowed Rachel to be listed on the imperial register.
[ ...The first cut down a rock imbued with the power of the beginning and made it the imperial throne.
That sacred oath will contain only truth under the breath of the goddess. ]
If this stone tablet contains the sacredness of the Katzen Imperial Family,
If it contains the great power that has protected Katzen.
The color of the serpentine bird will be the moment Rachel carves her name. It will sense and reject the evil darkness contained within her name.
'Dea. That's exactly the reaction you're aiming for.'
The clash between the sacred stone of oath and Rachel, considered the goddess's representative, created an undeniable suspicion in the viewer.
The power of the stone oath was known only to Medea, who was a direct descendant of the royal family and lived a life of two sides, and so the power of the stone oath was something that the black magicians and Rachel could not have even anticipated.
One problem was Cesare himself.
Even if it is a calculation for a specific purpose,
'Oh, I cannot tolerate your name being erased from this scroll and that woman being engraved as my companion.:
Rachel, who took everything from Medea in her past life.
He couldn't allow his wife's fate to be stolen again, not even for a single moment in this life.
'In the end, isn't the important thing to clash the power of the imperial enemy with black magic?'
In a way that Rachel could cause the black magic to have a negative effect without having to write her own name.
'Yes, you may not agree with my methods, but the results will be the same. So...'
He will definitely succeed in the path that Medea has discovered.
Even if he had to risk his everything in return, in a way that would not hurt her at all.
Cesare placed his hand on the stone slab.
"I, Cesare Dwisler Katzen, swear an unbreakable oath here, where the eternal promise made by the First King to his companion is engraved."
An unbreakable oath?
People with wide eyes held their breath.
"This will be an eternal oath, in the name of truth, that even God cannot change."
Cesare cut his hand with his sword.
A drop of blood fell down the palm of his hand, cut by the sharp blade.
"...Ah!"
Rachel was so happy for a moment that she let out a small cry.
And then she suddenly turned her head towards Medea.
An unbearable joy spread through her purple eyes.
"Did you hear that?! Your husband said he would consider our marriage an eternal covenant!"
What an honor and greatness it is to have made an unbreakable oath that surpasses the promise of the founding Emperor!
It couldn't even compare to the first oracle, which was nothing more than kneeling!
'How much must he have feared the divine punishment, that he would have completely forgotten the small cross he drew while swearing to you.'
And this oath weighed on Medea until the moment she took her last breath.
While Rachel was in a state of ecstasy.
On the stone of oath, instead of the usual holy oil, Cesare's blood spread.
Medea may not have known.
Cesare knew that the divinity imbued in the Stone of Oath exerted greater power in the presence of the blood of his lineage.
A drop of red blood seeped over the name of the Emperor.
The, Chaaaaak-!
A tablet of the oracle was spread out on a stone slab.
Bang!
As his dagger plunged into the tabletop, Cesare's voice rang out.
"My companion is only Medea Valdina Katzen, and no one else can take her place."
What?
Rachel's smile froze.
When she was so excited, it felt like a rock had fallen on her emotions and crushed her.
"What, what..."
She stared at Cesare with the corners of her lips turned up.
No, in the midst of the violent vortex that surrounded him, the golden flames were engraving his oath on the stone tablet.
"What the hell are you talking about! Aaaah!"
Rachel's face was distorted like a demon.
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