The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 235

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Part 2, Chapter 82

However, whether this rapid growth would actually benefit the black mages themselves was still uncertain.

‘Stealing Venus’s fate won’t be easy by any means.’

Moreover, this generation’s Venus was threatening enough to make even them feel a sense of crisis. So…

The black mage glanced sideways at Rachel.

The beautiful woman suppressed her constantly rising lips, lifted her chin, and raised her gaze high.

As if she was emulating someone noble.

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Back at the Kazen Estate.

“Darling, it took so long, I was worried.”

Mariyu took Samon’s clothes as he arrived at the estate only after dusk had settled.

“It took some time to persuade them.”

“Were you rejected?”

Mariyu knew that the port and shipping cost repayment deadline was approaching.

She also knew that for days, his mood had been rock bottom because it was impossible for Samon to resolve with his own power.

“Yes. But it’s fine. I found another way to fill the gap.”

“This should put out the immediate fire, right? The big event isn’t far off. Even though I’ve gone this far, if you can’t handle one trivial matter and ruin everything, even if God takes away your remaining leg, I won’t be able to stop it.”

In other words, it was also a threat that she wouldn’t forgive him if he messed up Medeia’s matter.

The golden pouch the Saint had given him created a heavy weight against Samon’s chest.

It was quite a substantial amount for the pure savior of the Holy Kingdom to offer.

‘Even if she’s called a Saint, she looks after her own interests separately.’

Samon inwardly suppressed his mockery at the greedy pile of gold coins that didn’t match that beautiful face.

Perhaps because he sometimes saw someone hateful reflected in Rachel’s appearance, Samon felt aversion instead of gratitude for Rachel’s help.

Her lovely and beautiful appearance wasn’t Samon’s type either.

What moved him was…

“Darling?”

Samon roughly grabbed Mariyu’s chin.

‘This kind of docile and fragile woman. A woman who can be swayed however he breaks her.’

“Mariyu. You said you’d do anything for me, right?”

What Samon felt desire for was

someone who remained by his side to the end even when he lost his leg, even when his family was embroiled in scandal.

That foolish woman who, even after being betrayed by him, even after losing her child, even after everything was taken away, would ultimately love him and return to him.

“Tell me. Was it a lie? Was it a lie you threw out to deceive me?”

“Th-that can’t be.”

When Mariyu looked up at Samon with fearful eyes while caught in his rough grip, his mood improved considerably.

“I can do anything for you… When will you finally trust me…”

Samon felt elation at the moisture welling up in her large eyes.

Yes. Even though that bitch Medeia had taken away his power, his wealth, his strength, everything without leaving anything behind,

there was still this one woman left who revered him like heaven, whom he could completely control.

“Mariyu, there’s something I need you to do.”

Behold. With this insignificant woman that Medeia would sneer at, he would pierce that bitch’s heart.

Just as the young princess who had nothing had struck the back of the Regent’s family’s head.

The history of counterattack was bound to repeat itself.

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Even during the late dinner, Samon’s mood remained excellent throughout.

Even when a newly hired servant spilled water, though they expected him to rain down fury, Samon didn’t try to cut his wrist or slap his cheek.

Even when returning to the bedroom after dinner, Samon refused Mariyu’s support and took his crutch himself.

“Darling. You look like you’re in a good mood… I’m glad.”

Mariyu said while quietly watching Samon change clothes.

“How could I be in a bad mood when I’m thinking about bringing down that bitch.”

Samon hid the fact that Rachel had promised him a new leg.

In truth, he didn’t have the confidence to explain that strange miracle to Mariyu, something he found hard to believe even after experiencing it himself.

“It’s fine. I’ll dress myself.”

Samon brushed away Mariyu’s hands that tried to help him change clothes as usual and went behind the translucent screen.

“…”

Mariyu sat on the bed and silently watched Samon’s shadow cast on the wall beyond the screen illuminated by candlelight.

‘Once my leg heals, no, once it grows back, I’ll have another opportunity.’

Samon unconsciously let out a snickering laugh.

The miraculous hope the Saint had shown him instantly lifted Samon up from wallowing in the mire.

He was no longer afraid.

‘I will never give up on Valdina.’

If he couldn’t do it, his son would target Valdina, and if he couldn’t either, his grandson would.

Having lost a limb once, no setback or hardship could make Samon submit anymore.

Samon, who had been branching out brilliant fantasies inside, suddenly felt overwhelmed and came out while changing his shirt to roughly embrace Mariyu.

“Once the Princess falls, we can escape from this damn place.”

Even so, he didn’t forget to control Mariyu once more.

Since he planned to have his first child with her as a reward, Mariyu too had to pay her due.

“You just need to go there and accuse that bitch Medeia of deliberately causing the 4th Princess’s miscarriage.”

Samon felt no guilt about harming innocent Medeia using a child that never existed in the first place.

Just as he had eliminated his own child that Mariyu had carried with his own hands.

“…”

At the lengthening silence, Samon’s lips slowly turned downward.

His voice became sharp.

“What, are you having second thoughts now? Are you afraid of Medeia?”

Mariyu bit her lips tightly for a moment.

“…It would be a lie to say I’m not scared, but I can do it for you.”

Her words seemed more truthful along with her tightly clenched fists.

“…But even if I make such an accusation, who would believe my words? The opponent is now a Princess of this country.”

“Don’t worry about that. A very great person has agreed to help us. You just need to testify as instructed.”

Rachel had said she would put Medeia on the judgment stand.

“But I need justification too. A Princess’s evil deed so shocking to the world, so vile that it would make people doubt her past actions.”

Samon embraced Mariyu who was trying hard to nod.

“I know how difficult a request this is for you. But Mariyu, it’s different from back then now. I will never abandon you again.”

His heart was already swelling.

Hope sometimes leads humans to foolish choices.

Despite being defeated by Medeia countless times, Samon harbored hope that this time would be successful.

The hope of regaining his lost leg after experiencing black magic had clouded his reason.

He was already too busy dreaming of the future after success.

“You’re all I have too. Really.”

Of course, to Samon with one missing leg, there was only Mariyu.

Though it wouldn’t be the case for him with both legs intact.

“Sob. Darling.”

Mariyu buried her face in Samon’s shoulder with tears.

The moment she caught the faint lily scent from his clothes, Mariyu’s eyes changed.

Traces of an unfamiliar woman found on Samon.

I suppose I still look like a brainless fool in his eyes?

Just like when I was fooled even after finding the 4th Princess’s hairpin in his clothes?

“Darling really hasn’t changed at all.”

“Hm? Of course not.”

Mariyu let out a soft sigh and hugged Samon’s shoulders tightly.

So he couldn’t see Mariyu’s expression at all.

“That’s right. My love is the same way.”

Unlike her sweet voice, her eyes gleamed with a pale, eerie light as well.

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