The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 348

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Part 2, Chapter 195

At that moment, Chezare’s standing body swayed.

“Kyaaah, th-there…!”

Angelique’s scream burst out.

Everyone’s gaze focused on Chezare.

He was still standing.

However, the torn flesh along his sternum was spreading like red burnt scars.

Chezare slowly lowered his head.

Hot, rippling crimson rays of light flowed along his skin like snakes.

It was a strange force that forcibly prevented him from touching the oracle.

“…”

Chezare lightly stroked his chin.

His golden eyes remained unwavering.

“As if I would accept being blocked by such a trivial power.”

In a moment when everyone held their breath at the shocking sight.

Crack-!

His sword finally pierced down onto the rubbing.

Simultaneously, red light surged up and exploded.

“Ahhh! Take cover!”

The hall instantly became chaos.

As dark red rays of light tried to sweep over it, Chezare’s aura confronted the force trying to subdue him in defiance.

Black aura and red rays of light fought fiercely.

The Holy Kingdom’s envoy gaped his mouth wide.

‘Is, is he trying to fight against God right now?’

Insane. Beyond insane, completely mad.

It wasn’t possible to begin with.

‘How much we paid for this divine punishment…’

If he were human, he couldn’t even resist that power. That’s why they could be confident against that 1st Prince.

The envoy couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

‘If this happens, our plan…!’

At that moment, a fierce whirlwind surrounding Chezare arose in the hall.

The sound of air tearing and fragments of heat.

The sight of black and red light intertwined looked both unapproachable and ominous.

No one could rashly approach due to the bursting aftermath.

“Chezare!”

Only Medeia rushed into the whirlwind without hesitation,

“Don’t come!”

Chezare’s rough voice echoed from within the whirlwind.

Swoosh-!

Finally, the light subsided.

Where the whirlwind had disappeared, they could see red rays of light binding him tightly like chains along with his black aura.

Thud. The rays of light that had finally forced Chezare to kneel on the ground soon disappeared.

His body was in tatters.

Red marks were vivid on his bronze muscular arms and legs, as if someone had whipped him.

Medeia ran to him. Her green eyes shook greatly.

“This is…”

“Dea, I’m fine.”

Meeting her wavering green eyes, Chezare shook his head.

However, his faintly trembling lips and the convulsions in the arm she was supporting.

She could guess the intensity of the agony he must be feeling now.

“Don’t, waver, do as, we planned.”

He whispered low. It was a faint voice only Medeia could hear.

To others’ eyes, it only looked like the 1st Prince collapsing into his wife’s arms.

Chezare unconsciously put strength into the hand holding Medeia, then consciously relaxed it, worried she might be hurt.

“Chezare-“

“As, planned, don’t worry-“

He barely left those words and lost consciousness.

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Valdina Palace.

The bright and lively atmosphere within the palace had returned to three years ago, cold and precarious.

This was because the palace’s master, the 1st Prince, still hadn’t regained consciousness.

The Divine Healer shook his head.

“Treatment isn’t working.”

“What are we to do if you, the Divine Healer, say that?”

Duke Leniar exploded in anger.

“I don’t know the reason, but this isn’t a disease. I cannot cure it with my abilities. It seems like… holy power.”

The High Priest of Kazen confirmed that the Divine Healer’s words were true.

“It is holy power. The Goddess’s omnipotent force surrounding His Highness’s body… I can feel it too. But it’s so powerful that my holy power cannot reach it.”

The High Priest summoned all the priests in Kazen to the palace and gathered their holy power.

But even so, they couldn’t break through that sacred barrier overlaid on the 1st Prince.

The High Priest wiped his sweat and tilted his head. He couldn’t understand.

Had holy power ever pressed down on someone so fiercely?

“Terrence, is there no possibility this is a curse of darkness like last time?”

At Medeia’s question, Terrence shook his head.

“I see no traces of sorcery, nor remnants left by Primordial Darkness. It’s too clean. Strangely so.”

“Ahhh.”

Duke Leniar let out a groan of despair.

The Crown Prince’s Faction seemed to be repeating the nightmare from three years ago.

Now, at this moment with the coronation just around the corner!

Days passed like that.

Chezare still hovered between life and death.

The fever burning throughout his body showed no signs of cooling, and sometimes he would convulse while unconscious and cough up blood.

Medeia never left his side for a single moment.

She watched over him with her pregnant body, gripping the edge of the cold sheets tightly.

“Your Highness, please… you must take care of your body…”

Her attendants pleaded with tears, but couldn’t break her will.

“Behold! It is divine punishment!”

At news that the 1st Prince still wavered between life and death, the Holy Kingdom’s envoy shouted loudly.

“When Kazen’s son dared refuse the Goddess’s command, didn’t the Goddess personally deliver punishment! Those who defy the Goddess’s words shall face only severe punishment!”

Even people who initially thought it nonsense were gradually accepting that it was holy power that had put the 1st Prince in a coma, as the priests said.

That story spread like wind through gossipmongers’ mouths.

“Did, did you hear the rumor? That a new oracle came down?”

“Is the Goddess not in her right mind either? What’s the point of tearing apart a perfectly happy couple?”

People shook their heads saying it was nonsense, but soon other opinions mixed in.

“No, but still, we should save the person first. It’s divine punishment!”

“Would we entrust our nation’s fate to the reckless 4th Princess and the 3rd Prince wrapped in the Queen Mother’s dress folds?”

“If His Highness the 1st Prince doesn’t wake up like this, our Empire is finished!”

There were those who worried about the seriousness of the situation, but the fervor gradually shifted in another direction.

“Instead of this, let’s go to the palace now. Let’s go question the 1st Prince’s Wife!”

“But that’s also a bit much. Have His Highness the 1st Prince or Her Highness done anything wrong…? Has the Goddess gone senile?”

“So you’re saying we should just watch our entire Kazen burn to ashes from divine punishment by rejecting the oracle like this? Do you have no patriotism!”

The man urged the reluctant-faced citizen who was hesitating.

The men mixed in on both sides of him briefly exchanged glances.

“That’s right! What kind of symbol of good fortune is someone who slandered the true Saint! Let’s go! Let’s see if the First Prince’s Wife will remain unshaken even when we all go together!”

Eventually, all the Empire’s citizens who had gathered and were murmuring rushed out in a crowd.

Meanwhile, the two men slipped away and disappeared without a trace into the crowd.

The Crown Prince’s Faction didn’t budge an inch.

Among the crowd that had gathered in front of the palace, several of the vanguard who had been hurling curses and filth at the First Prince’s Wife were instantly subdued.

The sight of them being dragged away with broken arms was terror itself.

“R-right… I must have gone crazy for a moment, to think of touching the Black Demon’s home.”

“My head will roll before anything happens to the First Prince. Let’s go! Let’s get out of here quickly!”

The merciless suppression that showed no mercy reminded them once again of the Crown Prince’s Faction’s notorious reputation they had forgotten.

The Residence of the First Prince suppressed public opinion with force.

Who said the sword cannot defeat the pen?

As agitators were captured or returned injured one after another, the flames of anger that were about to ignite soon died down.

Afterward, the Crown Prince’s Faction locked the Palace Gate.

And cutting off all contact with the outside, they showed an attitude of directly refusing the oracle.

“Whether it’s the master who refuses the Goddess’s words, or the attendants who steadfastly uphold that will even when their master has collapsed, the Crown Prince’s Faction seems to have gathered only people as strong as steel!”

People felt both fear and admiration for their solidarity.

However, the internal situation beyond the high white walls was somewhat different from their solid exterior appearance.

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