The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 259

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Part 2, Chapter 106

* * *

The Central Temple of the Holy Kingdom of Sacramontes.

In the center of the great temple surrounded by massive stone pillars, the rulers of the continent had gathered around a magnificent round table. 

The priests in cream-colored robes quietly lined up against one wall, as if they were not the masters of the temple today.

In contrast, those seated at the round table each exuded dignity. Their upright posture and polished appearance radiated the authority of rulers. 

There was no sanctity of the temple here today. 

Instead of a sacred atmosphere, a chilling tension filled with murderous intent filled the space.

It wasn’t just because of the angry voices crossing over the silk table. 

Kuaaaaa-!

A monstrous roar echoed from the distance. 

“Do you hear it? That metallic screech of those magical beasts?”

A man wearing a golden crown struck the round table and shouted roughly. 

He was the king of a small kingdom in the northwest that had recently been struck by an insect-type monster wave. 

“I destroyed the city walls with my own hands and burned the city to slow down those hideous creatures.”

His eyes flashed with anger and despair.

“I have already experienced it once. And that’s not all. My knights were torn to shreds, and my people, livestock, and crops all became food for those creatures!” 

“King of Morosia. Calm yourself.”

[Soon the entire continent will be covered in fire and ash. Take Medeia, daughter of Valdina, as the evil dragon’s bride.]

The continental kings and envoys gathered here had no doubt that the incoming monster waves were the prelude to the fire and ash prophesied by the divine oracle.

As agitated voices filled the conference hall, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

“We can delay no longer! Valdina must fulfill the oracle immediately!”

Bang-!

The King of Morosia glared at Peleus.

“Everyone look here.”

On the round table, a large map was spread out next to a copy of the oracle. 

The map of the Holy Kingdom, tinged with blue light, was special. 

Because it was drawn with holy power, it could reveal the evil aura of magical beasts.

“All these black marks are herds of magical beasts. Can you believe it?”

He pointed to the places that had spread like black spots on the map. 

Confusion and sighs spread throughout the conference hall. 

Seeing the map so nakedly reveal the magical beasts rampaging throughout the continent sent chills down to their toes.

“Oh Goddess….”

“Has there ever been such simultaneous monster waves in the history of the continent? This is surely the Goddess warning us!”

The enraged man struck the round table once more with a bang. 

Not to be outdone, the king of another kingdom spoke up. 

“Today, while coming here for this meeting, how many magical beasts did you witness?”

He lightly tapped the map while looking around as if seeking agreement.

High Priest Paulo quickly caught the message that implicit gaze was sending.

“Without His Holiness the Pope and the Saint’s divine power, our Holy Kingdom would not have been safe either. Our Holy Kingdom would also be burning from the magical beasts’ wings!”

Black dots were clustered even outside the Holy Kingdom’s borders shown on the map.

“Your Holiness, what shall we do! The Goddess’s wrath is about to devour the continent!”

Paulo raised his voice. 

The stiff collar of his priest’s robe looked uncomfortable, squeezed between his bulging chin and neck. 

His small pupils moved busily between Peleus and the Pope. 

“Please make a decision quickly!”

Pope Benedict sat silently in the center of the round table, wearing a white miter, listening to the angry voices.

However, he merely presided over the continental meeting without asserting the authority of sanctity. 

His characteristically expressionless face looked indifferent, as if transcending worldly affairs.

So no one could easily tell whether his silence meant neutrality or concealed deeper intentions.

However, High Priest Paulo sided with the rulers at the round table and pressed Peleus. 

Saint Rachel was also with him. 

The two made their disagreement clear by sitting far from the Pope. 

When the Pope still didn’t respond, the King of Morosia shouted roughly.

“If this situation continues, small countries like ours will be overrun by magical beast hordes before we can do anything! The continent will be swept by disaster!”

The King of Morosia glared at Peleus.

“Ah, you wouldn’t know. With that precious Land of Protection, you’ve never experienced the hell of magical beasts!”

When he mentioned the Land of Protection, the atmosphere instantly became much heavier. 

Several quietly nodded as if agreeing with him.

“Is Valdina’s plan to enjoy peace in that blessed land while devouring the entire continent at once?”

The golden crown tilted precariously over his face, dry as a tree branch.

“Isn’t that rather speculative? King of Morosia, even so-“

“Speculative… How can you be certain that Valdina doesn’t have grand ambitions to rule the continent using this opportunity? By the time the disaster ends, everything except Valdina will be in ruins!”

“That’s….”

The response couldn’t be completed and lingered in the air.

The King of Morosia snorted briefly with a sneer.

Low murmurs spread here and there throughout the conference hall. 

Because, just as he said, only Valdina’s territory maintained a clear blue color on the map. 

Though the entire continent was swept by disaster due to the Goddess’s wrath over the Princess of Valdina, 

Valdina itself suffered no damage at all.

How could this be so unfair?

Even those who initially thought it was too much of a leap gradually began to close their mouths in agreement.

“I’m merely raising questions. If my suspicions are speculation, wouldn’t it be resolved if Valdina proves it by fulfilling the oracle?”

The King of Morosia crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.

“Just remember that even at this moment, that day is rapidly approaching. You won’t be safe then either.”

When his words ended, anxiety spread among the people who had become equally anxious.

“The end is near! It’s the sin of rejecting the oracle. We must find the Princess of Valdina as soon as possible and offer her as the evil dragon’s bride!”

“There’s no time. Make a decision quickly! Where did you hide the Princess?! Speak up!”

‘Foolish creatures. To think they’d move according to plan like this.’

Seeing the eyes beyond the round table beginning to show murderous intent beyond resentment, Rachel suppressed her laughter.

She swept the inside of her mouth with her tongue. She could still feel the stinging pain. 

When the Black Mages discovered the fake oracle Rachel had created, she felt pain as if her entire body was burning for the first time in her life. 

Crack-!

“You’ve truly lost your mind.”

“Aaaaah!”

The darkness piercing her skin seemed to crush her bones. 

On the black magic circle, Rachel had to be crushed like a bug stepped on by a shoe heel, letting out groans.

Rachel’s treatment within the Black Mage group had been quite good because she was raised as a fake proxy. 

This was the first time she was tortured so directly.

The weight of what she had done was that heavy.

“I brought out that girl that you couldn’t even properly touch because you feared Valdina.”

“You fool! You can only see one step ahead like your mother!”

“It’s too late. The oracle has spread across the entire continent. There’s no turning back now, ahaha!”

Nevertheless, Rachel grabbed her swollen cheek and giggled. 

“So it’s already spilled milk, help me properly prepare to burn Medeia alive.”

A trickle of fresh blood flowed between her beautiful lips. 

“You won’t die a natural death even when you die.”

The Black Mage who glared at Rachel emitted blazing murderous intent. 

It seemed insufficient even to chew Rachel to death for dragging them into the taboo of the golden rule.

“I get it, so shut up and prepare the monster wave.”

“….”

The Black Mages knew it too. As Rachel said, the deed was already done.

A situation where no retreat was permitted.

Only one path remained: to eliminate Medeia and complete the grand plan.

“We must show them a grand, beautiful hellfire that will be hard to see again.”

And even though the flames they had ignited were now burning the Continent everywhere so satisfyingly, the Goddess could do nothing. 

She neither punished Rachel nor stopped the Black Mages. No, she couldn’t. 

‘So taboos and such have long since rotted away and disappeared. Cowards.’

Except for the strange second oracle that appeared after her fake oracle, there was nothing weighing on Rachel’s mind. 

She savored the bloodshot eyes of the continental kings, filled with rage and terror.

Then, the King of Mycenae opened his mouth.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————