The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 243

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Part 2, Chapter 90

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“How much time has already passed?”

Tom bit his lips as he paced in front of the door.

“Tom, His Majesty told us not to enter until he calls for us.”

“But Neryl, you know we can’t just keep waiting like this forever, right? Even now, the Holy Kingdom’s envoy must be getting closer and closer.”

The freckle-faced young man raised the corners of his mouth.

“Lord Kensington, shall we divide our roles in advance? When we encounter the Temple Knights, I’ll hold those bastards off while you escort His Majesty away.”

His grinning smile somehow lacked its usual playfulness. It was tinged with a resolve prepared for death.

“Yes. We’ve already sounded the red alert. As soon as His Majesty gives the order, we’re ready to leave Valdina immediately.”

Kensington nodded.

“But Tom, it’s still too early to assume the worst. Let’s not make hasty assumptions until we hear His Majesty’s words.”

Kensington felt somewhat reassured by Medeia’s command from earlier, when she had dismissed everyone and locked herself alone in the room.

“I will not run away.”

‘His Majesty must surely have a plan.’

Even though an unprecedented great crisis called an oracle had befallen them, Kensington felt somehow certain seeing her composed demeanor.

If it was the master I had witnessed,

who had evaded Perdickas II’s eyes with her frail and gentle appearance,

and was the very person who had raised this crumbling nation of Valdina to achieve the current Empire, then surely there would be some breakthrough to overcome this situation.

However,

“…You intend to personally sever the evil dragon’s neck?”

No matter what, this was completely unexpected.

Beyond refusing the oracle, she intended to eliminate the very source of it, the evil dragon!

“That’s right. If the evil dragon disappears, they can’t make me a bride either. The fulfillment of the oracle would also become impossible.”

Medeia answered calmly.

“But, Your Majesty. This is unprecedented.”

Kensington swallowed his breath.

She was irreligious. She neither believed in gods nor trusted their power.

However, even Kensington couldn’t bring himself to deny the influence of the goddess that had taken root on this continent.

Tom and Neryl were also left speechless.

Silence flowed through the room.

Medeia’s voice cut through the stillness that no one dared to break rashly.

“There’s nowhere left to retreat. Since the god seeks to lead me to death, I have no choice but to find my own path forward.”

It was a calm tone, yet one that refused to back down.

Kensington pushed aside his bewilderment and tried to rationally assess the feasibility of this plan.

“The evil dragon… wh-where… how…”

“The evil dragon’s lair is here.”

Medeia touched a flag placed at the far right edge of the map.

“Death’s Gorge…”

Tom read the letters written beneath the black flag at the continent’s end.

Neryl pointed to the flags that started from Kazen and continued in dots across the continent.

“What are these points?”

“The route to Death’s Gorge.”

It was the path that Medeia had taken in her past life as a member of the expedition to slay the evil dragon.

“To go there, we must pass through the Field of the Deceased, the Desert of Bones, the Swamp of Gluttony, and the Pitch-Black Forest.”

Her white fingertips swept across the map, pointing to each flag one by one.

The very last point her fingertip indicated was Death’s Gorge, where the evil dragon’s lair was located.

“Once we pass through the Pitch-Black Forest, we can reach the gorge where the evil dragon resides.”

“But Your Majesty, even if you know the lair’s location, traveling this long distance back and forth would take far too much time.”

Kensington’s point was valid.

In her past life, Medeia’s expedition had also taken five years to travel to and from this place.

However.

‘Back then, we didn’t know the evil dragon’s exact location, and we had to depart from Kazen Capital and move inland.’

It had taken much longer because they had to navigate treacherous terrain while fighting magical beasts, and form alliances while passing through various islands and kingdoms.

In contrast, Medeia’s current situation was much better than back then.

Especially, the most significant difference from her previous life was…

‘The Elamouz Strait has come under Valdina’s control.’

“I know a shortcut.”

Medeia picked up the flag closest to Death’s Gorge.

“See? Here, the Pitch-Black Forest is formed around the coastline. That means.”

“If we take the Elamouz Strait and use the sea route, we could reach the forest directly.”

Kensington finished her sentence.

Medeia nodded slightly.

Departing from the strait, they could reach the Forest of Death directly without passing through the intermediate waypoints.

“At the fastest, ten days, at the longest, within two weeks we’ll reach the forest. Once we cross the forest, the gorge with the lair is right beyond.”

Then they could return to Valdina before the month when the oracle would be fulfilled.

Medeia added.

“However, passing through the Pitch-Black Forest won’t be easy either. Still, to return to Valdina without delay, we must break through this path as quickly and briefly as possible.”

“Then time is resolved, but the important thing is whether we can handle that evil dragon…”

Tom spoke up suddenly. His face showed a contradictory mix of shock and excitement.

“Wouldn’t it be difficult for us to defeat the evil dragon by ourselves?”

Tom had directly witnessed Medeia using schemes to drive enemies one by one into death traps.

But this time the opponent was the evil dragon.

The king of magical beasts and a wall that no one had ever been able to approach easily. An existence that had established itself as an unknown terror on the continent.

“Informing His Majesty and requesting help would be-“

“Do you think Peleus would allow me to go to Death’s Gorge?”

Everyone was left speechless by Medeia’s words.

Peleus was a devoted brother who felt heartache just watching Medeia sit quietly and gaze somewhere.

He would never stand by and watch his beloved sister walk into a swamp of death.

“Peleus won’t approve of this plan to slay the evil dragon itself. He’d rather confine me if anything.”

“…”

The three people kept their mouths shut, unable to speak carelessly about this nation’s Emperor.

But they completely agreed with Medeia’s words.

“Then what about Captain Diangel? Isn’t he the most skilled among the Agema?”

“His Majesty couldn’t possibly be unaware of the Captain’s absence. We’d definitely be discovered.”

When Tom made the suggestion with a bright face, Neryl immediately shot back.

Then the conclusion would be that this plan would be thwarted by Peleus.

‘If only we had two more 10-star knights, we’d have a chance.’

Medeia’s thin, delicate eyebrows twitched slightly.

In her past life, even though the expedition lacked Jared who had died, Medeia had slain the evil dragon.

By making the evil dragon trap itself in its own poisonous shadow.

And it was she who had devised that strategy after watching the evil dragon for dozens of days.

“Neryl and Tom, you recently achieved 8-star and 7-star respectively. How many 10-star knights are currently in the Agema?”

At Medeia’s question, Tom counted on his fingers.

“Vice-Captain Menil and… I heard Senior Alex also achieved 10-star recently-“

“But Your Majesty. Alex’s aura control is still unstable, and the Vice-Captain is still recovering from injuries sustained from that damn Jared during the last Wave.”

Hearing Neryl’s concerns, Kensington sighed.

“You must take one of His Majesty or Lord Diangel. Aren’t they the strongest knights in Valdina?”

“…”

“Take Lord Diangel with you, I’ll try my best to hide his absence. At least until Your Majesty escapes through the strait, we should be able to avoid His Majesty’s notice. However.”

Kensington trailed off briefly and closed his eyes tightly.

Swallowing the worries he couldn’t bring himself to voice aloud.

“Unless there exists a more powerful sword capable of severing the evil dragon’s neck, Your Highness, we have no other alternative—”

That was when it happened.

Swoosh—!

A small stone flew through the air and knocked down the flag.

“Who said the Princess only had two swords left?”

Until that calm, leisurely voice reached their ears, they hadn’t realized.

The presence of the man leaning languidly against the window.

“I’ll handle the evil dragon myself.”

His gently curved lips formed a dangerously arched line.

“F-First Prince…!”

Kensington’s eyes widened in shock as he recognized the man. He had to desperately grip his cane to keep it from slipping from his hands in surprise.

“Why are you here…?”

This was the Princess Palace of Valdina.

Moreover, it was the most private place, accessible only to the Princess’s closest associates.

So why had he appeared here—the son of the former master and the most dangerous person in Kazen?

“It’s been a while, Kensington.”

He offered a leisurely greeting.

However, Kensington simply couldn’t return that greeting.

“…”

This was the second time she had been rendered speechless since hearing Medeia’s plan to go slay the evil dragon.

It was extremely rare for the Rebel Leader of the Red Fox Clan, who seldom lost her composure, to be unable to continue speaking.

“It’s an unfamiliar sight, but you look much better than when you were by the Late Emperor’s side.”

His tone suggested he already knew how Kensington had come to be at Medeia’s side.

Showing no intention of easing the sharp wariness and suspicion directed at him, Chezare approached the table.

“No need to worry. You won’t need another 10-star either.”

His outstretched finger moved toward the map. Then he picked up the flag placed at the evil dragon’s location.

“Of course, no compensation is needed either.”

His voice was remarkably arrogant and confident.

Snap.

The flag, broken helplessly in his hand, dangled limply.

“Isn’t that right, Medeia?”

His dangerously gleaming eyes, filled with intense heat, looked only at Medeia.

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