The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 125

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Chapter 125

 

The girl’s clothing visible beneath the sack suggested she was of noble birth.

 

The slender silhouette faintly visible from a distance bore a striking resemblance to the Princess.

 

“Behold, you royal dogs! This is the true nature of the Valdina royalty you protect! Running away to save her own skin—this is your precious Princess!”

 

Horolls pointed at the girl in the sack and shouted at the top of his lungs.

 

“Will you still sacrifice your lives for this! Is there still justice alive in Valdina!”

 

“Roaaaaar!”

 

The rebels roared in unison, supporting Horolls. Their shouts of witch, dog, vermin, and other crude words could be heard all the way here.

 

“The Princess fled?”

 

“And she was captured by the rebels? While trying to escape to save herself?”

 

“Come to think of it, I don’t think the Princess was among those who went up to the city walls earlier…!”

 

The people inside the royal palace murmured at the rebels’ cries.

 

They were neither soldiers nor military officials, so they couldn’t approach the city walls. Naturally, they had no way of knowing the situation atop the walls.

 

“What should we do? If even the Princess has fled, doesn’t that mean there’s no hope left in this royal palace? If those rebels are planning to capture and kill us all…!”

 

With nothing to see and only sounds to hear, their anxiety grew as they listened to the rebels’ fierce shouting.

 

However, the atmosphere atop the city walls was utterly bewildered.

 

“What is he talking about? He captured the Princess?”

 

But our Princess is right here?

 

Count Montega looked back and forth between outside the walls and the Princess before his eyes.

 

Then, Medeia turned around and shouted loudly.

 

“Do not be deceived. I, Medeia de Valdina, am here—who exactly do you claim to have captured!”

 

It was a deep and majestic voice, unbelievable to have come from such a young girl.

 

“As royalty of Valdina, I will not abandon my people and flee!”

 

She stood facing the rebel forces directly.

 

As her lofty and dignified command rang out, both camps stirred.

 

“Ha! You won’t flee! Stop lying! Setting up a fake princess to deceive the ignorant people! You rotten nobles of Valdina!”

 

Horolls was convinced they were lying and confidently walked toward the kidnapped princess.

 

“Behold! The real Princess is here!”

 

And with a swift motion, he roughly removed the sack. He intended to reveal her alive before everyone.

 

The moment he pulled off the coarse gray sack, pink hair fluttered in the wind.

 

The instant they saw the girl swaying back and forth like a reed, apparently unconscious, Catherine screamed.

 

“Aaaaah! Virnaaaaa!”

 

How could she not recognize her own daughter, even from a distance?

 

The moment Catherine realized it was Virna, not Medeia, who had been kidnapped by the rebels, she fainted on the spot.

 

“Dear, pull yourself together!”

 

While supporting his wife, the Regent was also shocked beyond words.

 

Why was his one and only daughter Virna captured there?

 

‘How did this happen!’

 

Why had his daughter, who should have been at the estate, gone there? What happened to the estate’s knight he had sent to accompany Medeia?

 

While the Regent was lost in confusion and panic, Samon rushed over urgently and shouted at Horolls.

 

“Shut up! Trying to shake this country with schemes! I’ll cut out that cunning tongue of yours! You men! Hurry and bring me their heads!”

 

‘First, Father, we must silence them.’

 

It was to prevent the people from learning that the fleeing princess the rebels had revealed to the world was actually Princess Claudia.

 

But Medeia had no intention of letting Samon’s efforts succeed.

 

She smiled slyly and shouted loudly.

 

“What you’ve captured is not the Princess of Valdina! It’s Virna Claudio, my cousin and daughter of Regent Claudio!”

 

“Medeia!”

 

As if wanting to silence her, the Regent shouted angrily.

 

Then Sisear spoke as if he couldn’t understand.

 

“Prince Claudio, didn’t you say the rebels were targeting the Princess? To quickly and safely retrieve your daughter, we must reveal that the girl they’ve captured and intend to kill is not the Princess.”

 

It was the same hypocritical words he had used earlier while pretending to care for Medeia, thrown right back at him.

 

But the logic was sound.

 

Unable to do this or that, the Regent could only glare at Sisear as if he wanted to kill him.

 

“Those who can’t even recognize me dare to discuss the corruption of the royal family? Where exactly does your cause originate from?”

 

Then, Medeia’s question rang through the sky once more.

 

No answer came.

 

Ha. Medeia’s sneer soon spread to the soldiers’ laughter.

 

“Just who are you holding captive while crying revolution?!”

 

The rebels were flustered to hear that the kidnapped girl was a princess, the Regent’s daughter.

 

“Wh-what, she’s not the Princess?”

 

Horolls looked back and forth between the girl standing on the city walls and the girl beside him.

 

They had similar builds, but their hair color was different to begin with. She didn’t have the silver hair characteristic of the Valdina royal family.

 

“You should have checked beforehand!”

 

Horolls threw a punch at his subordinate.

 

“Sh-she had the sack over her head from the very beginning! Since a knight from Prince Claudio’s estate handed her over, I thought she was the Princess!”

 

“That knight? Where is he?!”

 

Horolls frantically looked around, but the knight was nowhere to be seen.

 

That knight—no, Zeta—had already thrown off Prince Claudio’s armor and leisurely returned to the royal palace long ago.

 

“Damn it, someone switched out the Princess. There’s a spy!”

 

Having no way to know this, Horolls exploded in frustration.

 

But he couldn’t retreat like this.

 

Rather than catching the spy who had infiltrated the rebel forces, it was more important not to lose momentum now.

 

“That doesn’t change the fact that your royal family has sucked our lifeblood! What were you doing while so many people rose up! We will not stop until the royal family, that den of corruption and decay, falls!”

 

He shouted even louder. He gripped his sword tighter and waved it wildly.

 

“Comrades! I stand here as a member of the Valdina people for our tomorrow! Will we entrust our precious lives to a king mad with war!”

 

“Roaaaaar!”

 

The rebels’ morale rose again at the blood-stirring cry.

 

Then, there was movement behind Horolls.

 

Seeing a tall young man in helmet, armor, and weapons, he brightened.

 

“Oh, Theo. Perfect timing! You saw it too! How they’re mocking us by presenting a fake princess!”

 

But as if he couldn’t hear Horolls’ words, Theo looked up in a daze.

 

Atop the white city walls, he could see the Princess facing them.

 

And the small brown-haired girl standing beside her.

 

‘Saya…’

 

[Theo, is your revolution worth more than your own flesh and blood’s life? I await the time when you will show me your answer in person.]

 

Though it took the form of a gentle question, it was actually a vicious threat to kill Saya if he didn’t abandon the revolution.

 

And that time was right now.

 

The Princess’s words that this revolution was a scheme by the Regent and leaders to fill their own pockets filled his mind with confusion.

 

Theo bit his lower lip hard.

 

The Princess’s letter had also contained her exact demands.

 

The clear letters of the letter came to mind, binding him like a snare.

 

Even from this great distance, the Princess’s presence gripped his entire body and gnawed at his reason.

 

The metallic taste of blood seeped between his lips.

 

The revolution he had devoted his youth to and his sister who was like his other half—he couldn’t give up either—

 

At that moment, a female knight stood behind Saya.

 

And soon, light glinted near Saya’s neck.

 

Theo’s eyes widened.

 

It was a blade reflecting the sunlight. A sharp, gleaming sword that could pierce through his fragile sister’s neck in an instant.

 

“…!”

 

A soundless scream erupted.

 

Theo looked straight up at the city walls.

 

Even though he knew it couldn’t be possible, he somehow felt as if his eyes had met the Princess’s.

 

There was nowhere left to run.

 

A sense of despair pressed down on him, as if he had become a cornered mouse with no escape.

 

Like being struck by lightning, he trembled violently throughout his entire body for a moment.

 

“Theo? Are you listening?”

 

And when that trembling completely stopped, Theo took a step forward.

 

“Use that clever head of yours to quickly tell me, if we’re pushed back by those royal palace bastards right now—”

 

Suddenly, blood splattered.

 

Unable to finish his words, Horolls’s head rolled to the ground.

 

“Aaaaah!”

 

“He’s dead, he’s dead!”

 

“What? Who’s dead?”

 

Before the people’s shock could even spread, Theo, grinding his teeth, held up the leader’s severed head and shouted.

 

“I have executed the rebel! Prince Claudio, the Regent! Your plan has been exposed! This fake rebellion ends here!”

 

The boy’s blood-soaked cry echoed across the sky.

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