The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 317
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Part 2, Chapter 164
At the same time, Chezare recalled once again.
“I’ll make you Emperor.”
She had returned to this Kazen Empire, where the wounds of her past life still remained.
And once again, she was beginning the arduous process of the struggle for the imperial throne.
This time not for her husband who had betrayed her in her past life, but for Chezare himself.
The guilt that he had dragged Medeia into that dangerous and arduous gamble once again always weighed somewhere in Chezare’s heart.
Ever since the moment Medeia set foot on this land.
‘Kazen is for Dea…’
A place filled with wounds, teeming with wolves and lurking with the blades of power.
This cruel empire where even Chezare couldn’t let his guard down didn’t suit her.
The place where she should be was a world where she could forget, rest, and didn’t need to prove anything,
A warm and peaceful place where she could simply breathe in tranquility.
Even though he knew this fact better than anyone,
He had to repeatedly ask himself whether he wasn’t the very person who had led her back to this place.
“…”
Chezare looked up at the portrait of the founding Emperor hanging on the wall.
Even in the painting, the imperial throne shone brilliantly.
Fragments of memories passed over his sculpted golden eyes.
From his childhood in the Imperial Palace, the territory of Romagna, to his first battlefield.
Through countless hardships and decorations until the day he finally rose to become the 1st Prince.
‘The reason I endured, the position I tried to reach.’
But strangely, at this very moment, it didn’t look nearly as brilliant as it once had.
He looked down at his own hands.
Kazen and Medeia.
If he had to choose only one of the two.
“…It should be something I cannot let go of.”
Just then, the door opened.
Garo poked his head out slightly.
“Boss. You were here? I’ve been looking for you for a while. You’re going back with Her Highness now, right?”
He walked inside with shuffling steps.
“…Romagna has too deep a legitimacy, and Alphanon has too gloomy weather.”
“What? What are you suddenly talking about out of nowhere?”
While gazing at the imperial throne in the portrait, Chezare’s lips moved slightly.
“Garo.”
“Yeah?”
“How do you think independence would be.”
“What…?”
Garo looked dazed as if he had misheard.
Whether he knew Garo was shocked or not, Chezare turned around indifferently.
“To a place warmer and more peaceful than here.”
* * *
Kazen Imperial Palace.
The mastermind behind the commotion at Perdickas II’s birthday celebration did not satisfy him very much.
“Upon investigation, that sword was apparently offered as tribute three years ago.”
“So you’re saying the Queen Mother separately embezzled tribute.”
Coincidentally, the territory that offered that tribute also belonged to a retainer of the 3rd Prince’s faction.
“As for the tribute, cases where records and actual storage details don’t match continue to be confirmed in this manner, so we’re currently investigating by tracing back through the records.”
The Queen Mother probably never imagined that such a trivial item she had secretly set aside for her son
would transform into evidence supporting her adultery at such an exquisitely timed moment.
“As soon as the overall investigation results come out, to Your Majesty-“
“Hmph, this can’t be the first time. How long has the Queen Mother been carrying on that damn affair with him behind my back.”
The Emperor exploded in anger.
Having been stabbed in the back in such a petty way by the Queen Mother, his political ally who had joined hands with him to keep the 1st Prince in check, his rage showed no signs of subsiding.
“Is that bastard Alfred still remaining in Kazen? Throw him into the abyss too! How dare he mock me and then arrogantly run his mouth.”
The image of him embracing the Queen Mother in the banquet hall and barking at him remained as an unerasable grudge in Perdickas II’s mind.
“Your Majesty, however, this is still only circumstantial evidence. We haven’t secured evidence that can prove a definite relationship existed between Her Majesty the Queen Mother and him, and he currently has diplomatic envoy status…”
No matter how much of an Emperor he was, he couldn’t just kill him according to his temper without considering diplomatic risks.
Moreover, as no clear evidence had emerged for several days, the 3rd Prince’s faction was strongly resisting and pressuring the Emperor.
Knowing that if the Queen Mother fell, the entire faction would be shaken, they persistently demanded the Queen Mother’s rescue while fearing the Emperor’s wrath.
“Does it make sense that you still haven’t found anything proper! Are you just going to watch until my insides are turned upside down?!”
Perdickas II exploded in anger.
The Head Servant was someone who could bring up necessary words especially at such times.
“However, Your Majesty, there’s something you need to see. In the Western Palace… we discovered a Red Fox badge.”
When the Head Servant flipped over the small badge, a fox emblem was revealed.
“What?”
Perdickas II bolted upright from his seat.
It was because he had discovered traces of the dead, which he thought he would never see again.
Red Foxes. The symbol of the intelligence unit that the dead Kensington had secretly operated.
“Are you saying those bastards we missed three years ago are still alive…!”
He recalled the memory of that day when, after eliminating Kensington and attacking the Red Fox Clan, only an empty headquarters greeted the Emperor’s knights.
Even afterward, he had sent pursuit teams, but they failed repeatedly, boiling Perdickas II’s insides.
‘I was relieved thinking that with Kensington, the central figure, gone, it would have been disbanded…’
“They were hiding like rats throughout my house!”
It would have been better if evidence of adultery had been found in the Western Palace.
The discovery of Red Fox Clan traces in this Imperial Palace meant that the heart of this empire had not yet escaped from Kensington’s specter.
Right at the Emperor’s closest proximity!
Soon after, a fragment of suspicion flashed like lightning in Perdickas II’s mind.
“Was the Queen Mother in communication with the dead Kensington?”
No, perhaps.
“Kensington… Is that bastard really dead?”
The Emperor’s face contorted.
“Your Majesty. We directly confirmed Kensington’s death.”
A dead person couldn’t come back to life.
The Head Servant tried to reassure the Emperor about at least one certain fact, but
“Yes, she came to kill me. That bitch Kensington harbors vicious hatred, and now wants to stab me, so…”
It was impossible for it to reach the ears of the Emperor who had fallen into madness.
“To steal my imperial throne!”
The staff he threw shattered another golden statue to pieces.
A short while later.
By the time the sedative the Head Servant had barely managed to administer took effect, broken furniture was scattered all over the floor.
In the eyes of the Emperor who had regained some reason, the same madness and terror from moments before had disappeared.
The Head Servant quietly swallowed a sigh.
‘Regardless of what the facts are, since Kensington is involved, the Queen Mother won’t be able to escape easily.’
The Head Servant suddenly recalled that the Emperor sometimes said he had nightmares of Kensington with a cracked head glaring at him with hatred.
In Perdickas II’s dreams were not only his enemies but also his loyal retainers who had been unjustly purged.
“Alfred… Queen Mother… Kensington… Juan…”
The Emperor’s fingers tapped the imperial throne.
‘If the reason the Queen Mother so cherishes and supports Juan was to fulfill an unfinished connection with that bastard?’
And if that’s why she even reached out to Kensington’s intelligence unit?
The moment he thought that, veins bulged again on the back of his hand gripping the imperial throne.
‘In trying to suppress Chezare, I gave Juan too much power.’
Wasn’t that why his mother was running wild like this?
The Emperor realized he had excessively built up his second son’s faction while trying to keep his eldest son in check.
‘In this situation, what if the Queen Mother betrays me?’
Recalling Alfred’s face that seemed untouched by time from that day, the Emperor ground his teeth.
“Move the Queen Mother to prison and allow no one to visit her.”
The Emperor shouted harshly.
“Not even Juan. And it would be good to use this as grounds to demote Montfort’s title to viscount as well.”
The Emperor’s orders soon became widely known.
The Third Prince Faction fell into chaos.
They hadn’t expected the Queen Mother’s punishment to become heavier rather than end.
Even Count Montfort, the Queen Mother’s father, had his title demoted using his daughter’s misconduct as grounds.
This was a dishonor that could never be recovered even if the Queen Mother returned in the future, a punishment that trampled on her dignity.
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