The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60

Umberto feigned ignorance as he asked.

His face was filled with injustice and bewilderment, as if he had no idea why he was here.

A look of amusement crossed Medeia’s face.

He quickly knelt down and pleaded like a loyal servant.

“Your Highness, please save our master. Royal knights suddenly barged in and took my master away!”

“Master? Why your master? Has something already happened to Count Kensington?”

“…!”

Umberto froze at the Princess’s worried question.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. My only master is Minister Etienne.”

Soon, as if nothing had happened, he became calm again in an instant, and even the shocking tremor in his eyes quickly disappeared.

But a breath he couldn’t hide had already escaped long ago.

“Don’t be too frightened. Thanks to Umberto carrying out the final order well, things ended smoothly.”

As if praising him, the Princess’s tone was quite gentle.

“Order? I’ve never received such a thing-.”

Then, a small piece of paper was slipped in front of Umberto.

The familiar size, color, shape of the parchment, and the clear handwriting written on it….

All of it was something he knew.

“You brought the Minister out to the floor that day, didn’t you.”

It was exactly the same form as all the secret notes he had received so far.

“That, that can’t be….”

Umberto looked up at the Princess with disbelief.

The events of the past flashed before his eyes.

The person who had made Etienne impotent with incense, caused him to make a scene at the banquet hall, and then drove a wedge between him and Prince Claudio’s house,

Could it be that the mastermind behind this scheme to trap Etienne was the Princess herself?

Wasn’t she on Prince Claudio the Regent’s side? The Minister of the Royal Household was the Regent’s right hand, wasn’t he?

Confusion swirled in his head.

“Pr-Princess, you did this to the Minister? Why?”

He was startled by his own words that slipped out, but only briefly before a sharp sword touched his neck.

“How dare you!”

It was the maid who had been glaring at him from beside the Princess.

Her movement of drawing her sword and pointing it at him was so fast that one might mistake her for a knight.

“Neryl. Umberto helped me wholeheartedly, so don’t treat him too harshly.”

When the Princess gestured, the maid finally withdrew her sword.

‘Help! I had no choice! You threatened me with my comrades’ lives!’

Umberto tried to retort, but seeing the knight standing behind the Princess, he had to clench his fists again.

“Umberto, that’s not what you should really be asking, is it? Shouldn’t it be how I know your identity, or how much I know?”

The Princess’s question painfully hit his vital point.

“Or perhaps, whether I have any intention of letting you live should come first.”

Umberto flinched.

Her calm voice sounded cold and terrifying now that he knew her true nature.

‘This Princess… just how many people has she been deceiving?’

No one knows.

That the sudden downfall of a powerful figure who could make even birds fall from the sky originated from this young Princess.

It even gave him chills.

Also, apart from his shock, cold reality greeted him.

“I have no intention of begging for my life like a coward.”

I am a foreign spy who carried information out of Valdina, and the girl before me is the Princess of that Valdina. There was no chance of leaving this place alive.

He bit his lips. His voice that leaked out was resolute.

“I die for my country, and Princess, you eliminate me for your homeland, so I bear no resentment. However, if there’s one regret….”

He stared at Medeia with wary eyes.

“Princess, it’s my eternal regret that I cannot warn my master by revealing your true identity.”

Medeia raised the corners of her mouth.

“A warning. Umberto, if I hadn’t found you first, would you have even been able to recognize me?”

Her neat lips remained in that painted smile, as if mocking him.

“….”

Umberto’s face reddened, but he couldn’t give any answer.

Because he couldn’t deny the Princess’s words that he didn’t even have the ability to find the mastermind.

He really couldn’t even guess who was behind the notes, and never even dreamed it could be the Princess.

“Then why did you reveal your identity to me now?”

“Letting you live and sending you back is my goodwill. So remember it well and convey it to your master.”

The Princess held out a small, well-sealed letter.

There was a moment of silence.

“…What would you do if I silenced Your Highness here?”

Umberto’s eyes briefly flashed with killing intent. His hands curled into round fists.

If he weren’t bound, he probably would have been gripping a dagger.

Would Kensington have sent just anyone to an enemy country? He probably had outstanding abilities as an assassin too.

From him, one could read the will that even if he couldn’t leave this place alive, he could at least die together with Medeia.

“Really? Do you have the confidence to handle it?”

“….”

“Your master aside, what about your master’s master? What you’re holding in your hands might not be my neck, but your master’s neck.”

Umberto’s face went cold as if he’d been doused with ice water.

This Princess already knew about the Red Fox Clan that had spread across the continent.

Just as he had disguised himself, if this foolish Princess had also been hiding her true appearance all this time,

‘She wouldn’t have revealed herself to me now without any preparation.’

This was a trap. The moment he broke the Princess’s neck, Valdina and Kazen, the two countries could never return to how they were before.

His choice was clear.

‘This girl, the Princess of Valdina, is not someone the likes of me can handle.’

She was beyond his capabilities. He had to deliver the letter she was sending to Danzu, and let Danzu judge what came after.

Having made his decision, Umberto slowly stepped back.

“I will comply as you command.”

“It was nice meeting you.”

The Princess smiled gently as if pleased with his decision.

Unable to dare face the faint smile spreading under the sunlight, Umberto simply lowered his eyes.

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The underground prison where the Minister was held.

“Prime Minister, Your Excellency.”

Sisear dismissed the guards and entered the damp, musty-smelling cell alone.

Step by step. The sound of stepping on moss-covered stones echoed softly.

When he stopped walking, Etienne raised his head.

“Sisear, you damned bastard.”

His face immediately contorted upon spotting Sisear beyond the bars.

“Do you think you’ll be safe after throwing me in here?”

Thud- The sound of his heavy body hitting the thick bars echoed through the prison like an echo. His killing intent was fierce.

“Yes, so far my life and limb have had no problems whatsoever. But it seems that’s not the case for the Minister. Your appearance has changed quite a bit.”

However, even at that threat, Sisear’s expression remained calm as if to provoke him, and his voice was leisurely.

“You bastard! For what reason do you treat a high minister of this country like this!”

“I didn’t frame you for crimes you didn’t commit, so I don’t understand why the Minister is so angry.”

“You son of a bitch-!”

After confirming his still-smooth face, Sisear raised the corners of his mouth.

He recalled the Princess’s message that he had received before coming here.

He had been worried that when the Regent sought out the Princess, she might once again play the puppet role as before.

But she had told the Regent that if he filled thirty chests, she would spare the Minister’s life.

Upon hearing those words, Sisear was able to properly see the picture the Princess was drawing.

‘Her Highness is trying to buy time to separate those two.’

Sisear swallowed his admiration inwardly and opened his mouth.

“This is where you’ll spend your final moments before heading to the execution ground, so please do your best to adapt. I’ll actively help as well.”

“Shut up!”

Normally, the Minister wouldn’t have fallen for Sisear’s provocation so easily, but now that he was captured as a serious criminal, things were different.

“Count Claudio won’t stand for this! The moment I get out of here, he’ll tear you to shreds and throw you to the dogs!”

A stubborn rage appeared on his thick face.

“Will he?”

However, that anger was blocked by Sisear’s counter-question.

Sisear’s smile was quite meaningful.

What scheme is this young bastard plotting now?

Etien glared at him.

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