The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 120

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Chapter 120

 

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At that moment, in front of the city walls, a fierce battle was raging between the rebel forces trying to infiltrate the royal palace and the Gillipos army blocking their way.

 

Crack—!

 

Gillipos swung his iron mace at the front lines.

 

With a threatening whooshing sound, three or four men were sent flying at once.

 

“Gillipos! They said you were the only hope for rotting Valdina, but that was all lies too. Can’t you see the suffering people?!”

 

Someone among the rebel forces shouted at him.

 

It was an attempt to attack Gillipos’s reputation and break his momentum.

 

“You call them people? All I see are sword-wielding dogs who caught the scent of money!”

 

However, the surrounding bandits were terrified by Gillipos rampaging like a fierce tiger and hesitantly stepped back.

 

“You, you! If you’re old, go lie in a coffin! What are you doing! Are you going to be shaken by just that level of private soldiers! We outnumber them ten to one!”

 

Horolls heard Gillipos’s thunderous roar and flew into a rage, already feeling intimidated.

 

“What are you doing! Kill him! Kill that old man!”

 

A volley of arrows was simultaneously shot at Gillipos as he wielded his iron mace.

 

At that moment, a knight quickly rushed forward, raising his shield to block Gillipos’s front.

 

Thud thud, all the arrows falling onto the shield had their fletching broken.

 

In the brief moment before the shield was raised, someone on horseback had swung their sword and cut down all the arrows.

 

“Diangel!”

 

Gillipos was startled to discover the familiar figure on horseback.

 

“Master, why are you out here? And what are all those bastards?”

 

“Diangel! You should be on the battlefield escorting His Majesty, so how are you here!”

 

In current Valdina, this was absolutely someone he could not meet by chance.

 

“Don’t worry. There’s only one reason we can be here so safely like this, isn’t there?”

 

“Don’t tell me… the war is over?”

 

Gillipos’s words mixed shock and joy.

 

“Yes, we were victorious. We reclaimed the plains peoples.”

 

Diangel grinned.

 

“His Majesty is also coming. I came ahead with a reconnaissance unit to survey the situation at the royal palace, but I didn’t expect to encounter a battle suddenly.”

 

Even so, his eyes were sharp as he stared at the rebel forces’ flags.

 

“Is this a civil uprising?”

 

Gillipos, having heard the news of victory, quickly wiped away the tears visible between his wrinkles and answered.

 

“Not exactly. There are treasonous elements mixed in, released by someone drunk on power.”

 

“What? Who on earth!”

 

Diangel frowned. Then he paused, remembering something.

 

“…She was never originally such a bold child. This is the first time she’s sent me a letter like this. Something must have happened to Dea.”

 

‘Could His Majesty’s words not to announce the victory have meant this? The reason Her Highness the Princess suddenly changed too…’

 

“What happened in Valdina while we were away?”

 

At Diangel’s question, Gillipos snorted.

 

“Oh, many things happened. Just like the enemies on the plains, there are demons hiding everywhere here wearing human masks.”

 

“…”

 

Diangel’s expression hardened as he aimed his bow at the rebel forces again.

 

His gaze remained fixed on Gillipos.

 

Whoosh—! The arrow flew far, and an agonized scream echoed from the distance.

 

“I thought so. The way some of those mixed in among the people were skilled with swords seemed familiar—they’re mercenaries who took money.”

 

Having lived on battlefields for many years, he immediately recognized the presence of disguised mercenaries among the rebel forces.

 

‘We were away for too long.’

 

Diangel felt both anger and regret.

 

An empty throne and increasingly distant news of victory—it was enough time for someone to harbor vain ambitions.

 

“Could it be the Regent?”

 

Even with his master’s cryptic words, Diangel immediately hit the core.

 

It was like a general’s instinct to distinguish enemies even in a crowd of countless people.

 

When Gillipos answered with a smile instead of words, Diangel ground his teeth.

 

‘That greedy wolf. He’s finally baring his fangs.’

 

As if sensing its master’s mood, Diangel’s red horse snorted threateningly.

 

“But there’s nothing to worry about. He will never get what he wants.”

 

Gillipos glanced at the rebels who were hesitating in fear.

 

As more began to slip away from the front lines, their leader shouted furiously.

 

‘Her Highness Medeia ordered us to let them advance as far as the city walls.’

 

The Princess’s command was only to prevent those rebels from climbing to the royal palace. If they were frightened too much, they might retreat far away entirely.

 

Gillipos briefly looked toward the distant white city walls and then shouted thunderously.

 

“That’s enough! We retreat now!”

 

“Yes! Master!”

 

Gillipos’s elite knights quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

 

Their training was so excellent that their unbroken formation was remarkable.

 

“Master, it’s a pathetic force mixing people and mercenaries. Why don’t we first eliminate those before our eyes and enter the royal palace?”

 

Diangel, like Gillipos had once done, didn’t hide his inability to understand the strange orders.

 

However, Gillipos asked an unexpected question instead.

 

“Diangel, how many Agema did you bring with the reconnaissance unit?”

 

“What? About twenty. I didn’t bring many to guard His Majesty.”

 

Gillipos’s lips curved up with satisfaction.

 

“That should be enough. You have somewhere to go with me for a moment.”

 

He pointed to a small village outside the royal palace.

 

“Duke Castulo’s forces are hiding in that village. Trying to get a foothold in this country.”

 

“What? What do you mean, Master?”

 

Seeing Diangel’s completely uncomprehending expression, Gillipos recalled the Princess’s letter.

 

[Duke Castulo’s remaining forces, who were recently expelled from the royal palace, will still be in Valdina.

 

They’ll try to interfere in the rebellion when they see an opportunity to exert influence, so I hope you will crush them, bring them back, and show Kazen’s true face to the world.]

 

Right after receiving the letter, he secretly tracked the Duke’s traces.

 

As the Princess expected, Duke Castulo hadn’t left Valdina and was secretly going back and forth to Prince Claudio’s estate.

 

And some time later, disguised people entered Valdina in large numbers. They were individuals boasting incomparably higher skill levels than the rebel forces.

 

Gillipos realized they were the secret agents employed by Duke Castulo.

 

‘The Duke’s agents also helped the rebels from behind when they attacked the royal palace earlier.’

 

Though they hid again to avoid being discovered when Gillipos appeared.

 

‘If Her Highness Medeia hadn’t warned me in advance, I would have lost the royal palace with my eyes wide open, not knowing it was poisoned by Kazen.’

 

Would a rebellion successful with the Empire’s help truly belong to Valdina alone?

 

That would be tantamount to declaring they’d become the Empire’s puppet.

 

‘Does that Claudio bastard not care about anything as long as he can steal the throne! What about this country’s future…!’

 

Gillipos trembled with rage at the Regent’s selfishness, but also trembled with anticipation of crushing that selfishness.

 

“In a little while, when the signal comes, we’ll go to that hill and launch a surprise attack on the Duke’s forces. Of course, we had no idea they were from Kazen—we thought they were in league with the rebels. Hiding like rats like that, it’s reasonable for us to mistake them, isn’t it?”

 

Diangel was only bewildered by his master’s words that mixed future and past tenses.

 

“Master, I really can’t understand what you’re saying—”

 

“You fool. Just remember to crush them. It’s Her Highness the Princess’s command.”

 

“Her Highness the Princess?”

 

Diangel’s eyes lit up at Gillipos’s answer.

 

Did our Princess, who could see clearly across distant battlefields, have another plan?

 

He immediately dropped his displeased expression and nodded.

 

“Then we should act immediately.”

 

“You bastard, did you get hit by a rock wrong on the battlefield…?”

 

This stubborn fool accepting so obediently? As Gillipos hesitated, his disciple answered.

 

“Master, don’t you know? If it weren’t for Her Highness the Princess, we would all be dead.”

 

“What?”

 

“Once this matter is over, I’ll tell you everything step by step. You absolutely won’t believe it.”

 

Gilliphos snorted.

 

“Hmph, do you think you’re the only one who’s experienced unbelievable things? I have plenty to tell you too, you rascal.”

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