The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 346

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Part 2, Chapter 193

Sparks flew in Jason’s eyes.

“So, do you think he’s different from me?”

“Yes.”

Medeia nodded her head.

“So much so that comparing him to the likes of you would be insulting.”

“He’s just the same as me. From the moment he sits on the Imperial Throne, he won’t be your man anymore. He’ll change just like I did.”

“Just admit it. That you, Jason, were a cowardly piece of human trash.”

Medeia looked down at him indifferently.

“He is different.”

Jason felt like he was going crazy with the surging jealousy.

Her infinite trust in Chezare seemed to eat away at his mind.

Knowing those blindly devoted eyes made him feel like he was going even more insane.

‘It was mine. That love was supposed to be mine.’

He wanted to kill the bastard who had stolen away all the affection and trust that had once been his, who was probably somewhere in this palace right now.

“First Prince’s Wife, someone is looking for you right now… What’s going on? Duke Castulo?”

Just then, the Dowager Empress came out.

She then saw Jason standing close to Medeia and raised her eyebrows.

“You will eventually come back to me. You’ll soon realize that bastard isn’t much different either.”

Jason whispered curse-like words and then strode away like a storm.

“Are you alright? Why does the Duke look so fierce?”

She had only known him as always obedient in front of Perdickas II,

but was he always such a fierce person?

The Dowager Empress was startled.

A chill ran through her from those red eyes brimming with madness that she had just encountered.

“Where on earth are the guards? You must keep them close by your side. He looks like he might do something terrible at this rate.”

At the Dowager Empress’s advice, Medeia nodded and returned to her seat.

Neryl quickly approached her.

She looked calm, but her eyes were wavering with worry.

“Your Majesty, are you alright?”

“Just as I thought.”

The reason she had deliberately left Neryl behind was to let Jason approach her.

“He was also the one who eliminated the Queen Mother.”

The scab on Jason’s hand,

“And he was the one who helped Rachel escape.”

From Jason’s appearance prophesying Chezare’s betrayal, Medeia gained certainty.

‘I had wondered how Rachel managed to escape from the Black Layer.’

As the Temple Knights had proven with their own deaths, the security of the Black Layer was by no means lax.

“Only insiders can know the location of the Holy Kingdom’s prison. Outsiders have no way of knowing that location.”

Medeia had been curious about who had broken through that strict surveillance to extend a hand to Rachel.

“Jason would be capable of it. He would know the interior of the Central Temple.”

In her past life, he had been the Saint’s companion.

Just as Rachel had seized control as Kazen’s empress, Jason too had been the Holy Kingdom’s closest ally.

“There were also traces of Castulo at the Black Mage’s stronghold.”

Chezare, who had heard Medeia’s words, also noticed Jason’s presence as the fragments connected one by one.

“According to Garo, there were reports of Castulo’s carriages coming and going at the Holy Kingdom’s border several months ago.”

Garo had apologized, saying he had dismissed it thinking the Duke was looking toward the Holy Kingdom because he couldn’t establish himself in Kazen.

Medeia nodded.

Jason, Rachel.

The two people connected to Medeia through past life’s ill fate persistently grew like weeds that wouldn’t die no matter how much they were trampled, revealing their presence.

“…”

In the end, seeing the two join hands, it seemed the marital bond from their past life hadn’t been severed.

“Unless they feel it directly on their skin, everyone repeats the same mistakes.”

Foolish ones.

A voice like a sigh echoed through the air.

“Then I have no choice but to let them experience it directly and realize it.”

* * *

Jason emerged from the palace with angry steps, and a carriage bearing the crest of Duke Castulo’s mansion was waiting for him.

He climbed into the carriage with a murderous expression.

However, there was already a passenger inside the carriage.

“Did you turn a deaf ear to the words telling you to stay put like a dead mouse since there are still suspicious doubts about the Queen Mother’s death?”

The Black Mage sent by Rachel snapped at him.

“You haven’t forgotten what we’re trying to do, have you? If you act so independently like this and get caught, disrupting our grand plan, can you even handle the consequences, gah-!”

But Jason grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the carriage wall.

“I haven’t forgotten, so you don’t forget either. Who it was that opened a path to life for you bastards.”

His red eyes glowed eerily.

The Black Mage agreed, thinking that Kazen’s royals were all as insane as each other.

“…Gugh, I remember… How could I not.”

“Move up the execution of that grand plan too. If you keep dragging your feet after letting even one Holy Knight escape, your identity will be exposed.”

The Black Mage smirked.

Wasn’t he the one who had said he would withdraw, yet he already knew about the secret affairs of the Black Layer that had only occurred inside the Central Temple?

“And one more thing, there’s something to add to the magic circle.”

A cruel light appeared on Jason’s face.

“Make it so that divine punishment will descend if the oracle is refused.”

This oracle would completely turn the situation around.

‘Medeia, no matter how capable you are, you won’t be able to withstand this move.’

His eyes blazed with hot anger.

“Yes. Well, fine then.”

The Black Mage agreed.

Divine punishment would indeed make the plan work better.

However, given who the target was, quite a lot of sacrifice would be needed for the divine punishment to be effective.

They would need more offerings, but fortunately, the corpses of Temple Knights were piled up like mountains in the Black Layer.

Since they had used pure holy power, their bodies hadn’t even rotted.

“Then, we’ll meet again soon.”

The Black Mage lightly rubbed his bruised temple and disappeared like smoke.

Left alone, Jason glared at the palace visible through the carriage window.

Do you trust him, Medeia? Did you tell me that Chezare is different?

“How foolish, Medeia. You say you’ve changed, but in reality, nothing has changed at all.”

You’re still believing in the man who claims to be your husband this time too.

“Yes, let’s see if that bastard won’t betray your expectations.”

I have no choice but to show you with your own eyes how shallow your faith is.

* * *

Duke Leniar’s mansion.

In the deep night, ministers and nobles of the First Prince’s faction secretly gathered.

“We will begin preparations for the coronation.”

“Will it be alright when we haven’t received Emperor’s approval yet?”

Someone asked cautiously.

“His Highness has now passed the time when he needs anyone’s permission.”

The First Prince’s maternal grandfather, Duke Leniar’s eyes glowed coldly.

It was the gaze of a predator waiting for the right moment to snatch its prey.

“His Majesty’s health deteriorates day by day. With the shock from the Queen Mother’s passing… didn’t we all witness how he couldn’t even properly observe the funeral?”

It was a suitable justification to reframe the Emperor’s ruthlessness as weakness.

“That’s right. Now the Empire needs a new master.”

“That master can only be His Highness the 1st Prince.”

The nobles’ whispers seeped into the corridor.

“The time has come.”

Duke Leniart slowly nodded his head.

“Hurry the preparations.”

However, none of them noticed that Ganza, who had been leaning against the wall behind them in the darkness,

had overheard their entire conversation and left without a trace like a shadow.

* * *

The Imperial Palace.

The Captain of the Knights knelt and delivered his report.

“What? They’re already preparing for the coronation ceremony?”

Perdickas II, who had been leaning against the bedpost, opened his eyes wide.

“These bastards…”

Upon hearing news of the secret meeting at Count Leonar’s mansion, he exploded in fury.

“They’re treating me like a complete figurehead. When I’m still perfectly fine! *Cough*!”

His angry words scattered into the air due to the violent coughing fit that erupted.

The Head Servant hurriedly offered him tea.

“Haha, hahahaha!”

A bitter laugh burst from Perdickas II’s lips as tea dripped down.

He realized the bitter reality that with his worsening physical condition, he couldn’t even lose his temper as freely as before at his vassals’ ungrateful behavior.

“Now that they’ve brought down Juan too, there’s no need to wait any longer. Yes, of course.”

Feeling the scales of power completely tip toward his eldest son with the Third Prince faction’s downfall, Perdickas II sank into deep helplessness.

Like a useless piece of meat in a butcher shop that no one pays attention to,

it was a truly unfamiliar feeling of worthlessness.

“…Damn bastards. Those who couldn’t even stand upright in my presence…”

Now even news of the 1st Prince’s wife’s pregnancy brought more anxiety than joy.

What if he gets pushed out by his son and loses the Imperial Throne before even seeing his grandchild?

“This won’t do. I must regain control…”

However, his eldest son’s power was too strong to do anything about.

Recalling the Queen Mother’s miserable end, Perdickas II no longer dared to even consider targeting Chezare’s life.

“How… what should I do? Why does heaven make me face such a pathetic end?”

He clutched his chest as if tearing at it.

Fortunately, heaven still seemed to be on Perdickas’s side.

“Your Majesty, an envoy from the Holy Kingdom has arrived!”

Not many days later, news arrived that could completely overturn this situation, just as he had desperately hoped.

“Another oracle has been revealed.”

The embers sleeping in gray ashes blazed up once more, shaking the continent.

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