The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 293

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Part 2, Chapter 140

A small warmth caught his fingertips. Chezare had no choice but to stiffen his body.

“Of course, Head Servant. His Majesty’s well-being is more important than anything else. As a child’s duty, I can always perform the natural act of visiting the Late Emperor.”

Medeia smiled gently toward the Head Servant.

“Then I’ll come again soon with His Highness. The Pope has prepared holy water, so please deliver it to His Majesty.”

Her expression was calm. There wasn’t a single ripple of shock stirring in her heart.

‘I thought it wouldn’t pass smoothly given Perdickas II’s temperament.’

He was someone who enjoyed shaking the leash from a position of superiority. Moreover, she was the sister of the Valdina Emperor, whom Perdickas II had regarded as a thorn in his eye.

So how could he miss such an opportunity to crush her as a superior?

“I am… grateful for… Your Highness the First Prince’s Wife’s… consideration.”

The Head Servant bowed deeply.

That’s when it happened. Two young servants emerged from the side door of the office.

“Did he really shoot all these arrows?”

“His Majesty ‘made him shoot’ them. He even ordered us to bring out his precious famous bow.”

“At this rate, won’t our Highness inherit even state affairs?”

“What’s the point of saying that? Let’s look forward to it. His Majesty looks at His Highness like he’s looking at a gold nugget!”

Those who were noisily laughing while carrying armfuls of used arrow shafts were wearing the attire of the 3rd Prince’s Palace.

“Ah-“

Chezare let out a short breath.

It was a sound that seemed understanding, yet strangely suppressed somewhere.

The Head Servant reflexively hunched his shoulders. It was when he felt a murderous intent that seemed to brush against the nape of his neck from the First Prince’s twisted lips.

“Gasp, Your High- Gaaack!”

Chezare, who had walked leisurely toward the servants, suddenly grabbed one servant by the collar.

With a thud, the servant was lifted into the air. The struggling servant’s toes pitifully flailed in the air.

Chezare kicked open the door to the Imperial Palace without any expression.

Crash-!

A dry impact sound spread through the air.

* * *

At that moment, Perdickas II was passionately giving direct instruction to the 3rd Prince.

“Look, Juan. This is how you hold a bow. Isn’t your posture wrong?”

He even raised his heavy body directly to place his own bow in Juan’s hands.

“As expected of Father, that’s why Father’s bow was called such a divine bow. I never thought there were such secrets.”

The 3rd Prince also generously said what Perdickas II wanted to hear.

“Now I understand why those lowly foreign races trembled and hid whenever Father went to the battlefield.”

Swoosh-!

“A hit! Your Highness Juan has hit the target consecutively!”

Clap clap clap. The servants applauded and raised their voices.

“Father, did you see? Following what Father taught me, I hit it again!”

“That’s right. That’s how you should do it.”

It was exactly when Perdickas II was arrogantly nodding his head and the 3rd Prince Juan was about to raise his bow again with a proud face.

Crash-!

“Y-Your Highness!”

“Kyaaah-!”

With a fierce roar, something huge flew toward the father and son.

It was thrown to the ground, toppling the bow stands that had been set up in the garden.

“First Prince! Have you forgotten that this is His Majesty the Emperor’s palace?”

The Queen Mother stiffened when she saw the face of the servant rolling among the collapsed bow stands.

It was Juan’s close aide who had gone to fetch arrows just moments ago.

“Chezare!”

“I see you’ve forgotten this son.”

It was when Perdickas II, who had confirmed Chezare’s face along with the Queen Mother’s rebuke, frowned.

“Father seems to have been completely absorbed in the excitement of war games with my younger brother.”

Chezare’s murderous eyes turned toward the 3rd Prince Juan. He quickly bowed his waist.

“B-Brother… And sister-in-law.”

He put down his bow and was about to kneel and greet Medeia when his father Perdickas II grabbed his shoulder.

“The 3rd Prince’s lesson isn’t over yet. Juan, don’t let your mind wander. Will you always be so absent-minded in front of enemies?”

Perdickas II sternly rebuked without even glancing at the commotion.

Then, a quiet voice rang out.

“Medeia de Kazen greets the Sun of the Empire.”

The Emperor’s narrowed gaze met with Medeia standing beside Chezare.

The girl looked much more fragile than he had heard. Her fair face, white and pale skin, and clear silver hair that seemed like it would crumble if touched were like that.

But true to the rumors of not knowing her place, she was arrogant. Even while paying respects to the Emperor, she didn’t even bend her knees.

‘Whether she’s backed by her husband or her brother, I don’t know.’

Perdickas II immediately became very displeased with those arrogant eyes that dared to look directly at the supreme ruler.

“Juan, try again.”

Far from accepting his daughter-in-law’s greeting, the Emperor turned his gaze away with tightly pressed lips.

As if he had seen something as trivial as dirt under his toenails, something too worthless to even glance at,

Anyone could notice the blatant displeasure dwelling in the Emperor’s black eyes.

“Yes, I was wrong, Father.”

Juan raised his bow again, as if he had no choice due to his father’s command.

Both the Queen Mother and the Emperor ‘seemed’ to be devoting all their attention only to Juan’s archery.

At this moment, Chezare and Medeia were thoroughly alienated like non-existent foreigners.

Swoosh-!

Juan’s arrow left the bow,

Thwack-!

Until Chezare grabbed a bow rolling nearby and shot an arrow that split Juan’s arrow right down the middle.

“…!”

Breathtaking silence flowed through the court.

Shooting an arrow with a time delay to split another arrow was skill close to divine archery.

Moreover, unlike Juan who had used the Emperor’s famous bow, Chezare had picked up a bow that was just rolling around in the garden.

Everyone’s blood ran cold.

At the same time, Perdickas II felt humiliated as if his eldest son had thrown filth on his dignity.

“Chezare, you reckless fool! Are you trying to aim at me?”

“Fortunately, Father. I was worried that your weakened body might now find even seeing and hearing difficult.”

He smiled carelessly while spinning the remaining arrow.

“It seems you can finally see me and my wife.”

“You bastard!”

The enraged Emperor threw his cane.

However, overwhelmed by the overwhelming skill Chezare had just displayed, neither the Emperor’s servants nor the 3rd Prince’s servants dared to move.

Because if they rashly picked up the Emperor’s cane, they felt they might be pierced by the sharp First Prince’s arrow.

“Th-this…!”

“Please calm down, Father. Brother has freely shown me a demonstration. Since Brother also once received Father’s teachings, isn’t that how he reached such excellent skill today?”

In the frozen atmosphere where no one could step forward, the 3rd Prince Juan’s sincere voice echoed.

“I’m sorry, Brother. Without any tact, not even knowing Brother was coming today, I pestered Father to teach me archery.”

Juan turned and bowed politely toward Chezare.

“I’ve practiced quite a bit myself, but I still have a long way to go to catch up to Father and Brother.”

He scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.

“Do you also enjoy archery, sister-in-law? Perhaps I’m asking a pointless question to someone who slayed an evil dragon?”

He cheerfully addressed Medeia as well.

His golden hair sparkling in the sunlight, his naturally worn smile, and his bright-colored uniform stood out even more in contrast to Chezare’s black clothing.

They created a distinctly contrasting atmosphere, like light and darkness.

‘So that’s why the nobles are flocking to the Third Prince’s faction.’

With that kind and benevolent face, one wouldn’t think he’d be aiming for their throat like the First Prince would.

However, if the Third Prince had been such an easy opponent, he wouldn’t have survived the longest among all the princes in her previous life.

“It was merely a small stroke of luck gained by relying on His Highness the First Prince’s strength. Still, I do pick up a bow from time to time when I’m free.”

“Ah. So sister-in-law does that as well.”

The Third Prince’s face brightened.

Medeia read the searching gaze beyond that benevolent expression, trying to discern her intentions.

‘Third Prince Juan’s methods are quite similar to mine.’

Disguising harmlessness to catch one’s breath, waiting until the moment to strike from behind.

Instead of answering, Medeia simply smiled lightly.

The Third Prince, seemingly pleased with Medeia’s friendly attitude, tried to close the distance as if he had been waiting for this.

“The Late Emperor’s birthday hunting competition is approaching. If there’s an opportunity to polish our archery skills together before then, sister-in-law—”

Crack.

Just then, a menacing sound of wood splintering rang in their ears.

Several arrow shafts, each difficult to break alone, snapped simultaneously in Chezare’s hands with a crunch.

While everyone froze, Chezare carelessly tossed the broken arrow shafts to the ground.

From beneath his golden eyelashes, the Third Prince rolled his eyes and cautiously looked up at Chezare.

“Oh my, I was being too talkative again, wasn’t I, brother? I apologize. I know you don’t like this kind of behavior, but I just can’t seem to fix it—”

“What’s wrong with family trying to get along well?”

Just then, the Queen Mother interjected, her blue dress hem fluttering.

“However, if only one side is unilaterally too heartless, even blood relations will eventually become more desolate than strangers. Isn’t that right, Your Majesty?”

A cold voice that seemed to scold Juan.

But the content was subtly highlighting to the Emperor that Chezare was a cold-blooded person who didn’t even care about blood ties.

“Your Majesty.”

The Queen Mother deliberately walked forward conspicuously, picked up the fallen cane, and knelt to place it directly in the Emperor’s hands.

It was a display that clearly showed her submission as a subject serving the Emperor, not as a wife.

“You mustn’t get too angry. It’s harmful to your health.”

Just as she redirected the focus of conversation back to the Emperor.

“Your Highness the Queen Mother.”

Chezare’s languid voice echoed through the air.

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