The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 67

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Chapter 67

“But then, wouldn’t it be better to just eliminate the Minister? Getting rid of everyone in the mansion is…”

“I want to do that too! But Father won’t allow me to kill that crazy bastard, so what am I supposed to do!”

Samon exploded in anger.

“I need to make an example through that son of a bitch Etienne. To show that anyone who touches me, Samon, will regret it, even if they’re Father’s strongest right hand!”

But the shadow clicked his tongue inwardly.

How could a Grand Duke of a nation speak so casually about the deaths of innocent people?

Despite his delicate appearance, his master was extremely cruel and cowardly.

Since he lacked confidence in a direct confrontation with the Minister, this underhanded approach was hardly befitting of a great man.

However, he did not forget his place. A dog simply had to do what its master commanded.

“Yes.”

Otherwise, he would be the one getting boiled alive.

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Count Etienne’s Estate, the Minister’s Office.

Medeia, who had been engaged in a silent hand-to-hand combat with an intruder who had arrived first, rolled across the floor with him.

Simultaneously, a magic circle activated with a blue light and swallowed Medeia.

A floating sensation, as if falling from a cliff, enveloped her entire body,

Splash-! She tumbled onto damp, moisture-soaked ground. The scent of grass and fishy water filled her nostrils.

However, the magic circle had transported both Medeia and her entangled opponent together.

There was no time to confirm their new location.

Medeia, pinning down her opponent, put all her strength into pressing the dagger embedded in his shoulder deeper.

Without wavering, the opponent grabbed Medeia’s throat with his uninjured arm.

No emotion could be read in his dry, expressionless eyes.

They were the eyes of someone thoroughly accustomed to killing, as if merely contemplating whether to crush a bug or not.

In that fleeting moment, the vivid golden eyes visible through the mask seemed familiar. Medeia unconsciously muttered.

“Aka… res?”

The hand choking her throat hesitated.

In an instant, the tide of battle reversed. He was now mounted on top of Medeia.

Rip. His rough hand that wasn’t gripping her throat tore off Medeia’s mask.

A pale face was revealed. A strand of silver hair bound by rough handling scattered over the black ground.

Chezare looked down at Medeia with a desolate gaze.

“It’s been a while, Princess.”

A slow voice leaked from beneath the mask.

He didn’t deny it and readily acknowledged his identity while threatening Medeia’s throat.

“Does the noble blood of Valdina enjoy nighttime outings in exotic places?”

Though they were in a damp, fishy-smelling swampland, he greeted her leisurely as if they were in a banquet hall.

“Show proper respect to royalty.”

At Medeia’s indifferent retort, Chezare let out a hollow laugh.

This tiny Princess showed no sign of fear even when cornered.

He couldn’t tell whether her arrogant babbling with that haughty face was irritating or endearing.

Medeia also observed Chezare.

The mercenary’s face bore only a mask, not the iron mask that should typically be there. Wasn’t he covering his face because of burn scars?

If so, there must be another reason he couldn’t reveal his face, and could this be related to why he had secretly infiltrated the Minister’s house?

“Sorry, but it’ll be hard to let you go.”

Then, straight fingers tapped lightly at Medeia’s throat, as if to say this wasn’t the time for other thoughts.

“I’ve never let anyone who recognized me live.”

She felt the pressure of the hand gripping her throat.

Though his languid voice carried a hint of laughter, his eyes looking down at Medeia were ruthless.

He truly intended to kill her and eliminate future troubles.

“What if I said I had no intention of talking?”

Medeia asked indifferently. Her green eyes showed neither fear nor defiance.

“Are you trying to make a deal even in this situation?”

“We both want to cover up tonight’s events, don’t we?”

She, as Princess of Valdina, also didn’t want her secret visit to Etien’s mansion to be revealed.

Medeia’s point was rational and valid. Since they both held each other’s weaknesses, the terms of the deal seemed fair.

It was the moment when Chezare’s eyes narrowed briefly, as if finding it interesting.

Medeia drew a crossbow from her bosom. Her hand movement was remarkably swift.

With an expressionless face, she aimed and shot at Chezare in one motion.

Whoosh-! A sharp sound cut through the air.

But it didn’t hit its mark.

As if he had anticipated Medeia’s counterattack, he not only dodged the arrow but caught and threw away the crossbow.

The arm that threw the crossbow bound both her wrists and pressed them to the ground.

Chezare lowered his head. The distance was close enough for Medeia to see her own reflection in his golden eyes.

“It would be troublesome if you treated me the same as a half-wit like the Regent, Princess.”

When the Regent’s name came up, her green eyes widened for the first time.

“Pinatelli, the Queen Mother, Etienne – who would know that they’re all being played by a foolish Princess’s hands. Princess, you may deceive anyone in Valdina, but not me.”

His voice was extremely arrogant and confident. The fingers gripping her throat tapped where her pulse beat.

“If you die here, all of that becomes meaningless too.”

Pressure was applied to her throat. Was this really the end? Medeia’s eyes grew dim.

She wasn’t afraid of death. But-

Hiss-! Then something black rose from the ground to the right.

A water snake with a triangular head targeted Medeia, who was pinned to the ground.

It had been watching the intruders for a long time.

With animal instinct, it attacked the easier-looking prey first between the two.

Just as its sharp, pointed teeth gaped wide to bite Medeia’s throat, Chezare extended his arm.

Slash-! Silver flashed.

The black blood of the decapitated water snake soaked the ground. A few drops flowed ominously down Chezare’s sword as well.

“…”

Medeia froze, startled.

‘Why did he save me?’

The snake had clearly targeted her, not him.

Screech-! Screech-!

But there was no time to fall into contemplation. A head sprouted again from the severed snake’s body.

Unbelievably, two heads had grown from the single neck.

The two heads immediately backed toward the swamp, glaring at them with glistening black eyes as if wary of Chezare who had severed their neck.

Simultaneously, the remaining eight heads in the swamp raised their heads one by one.

At the appearance of this powerful intruder who had instantly beheaded their brother – something they had never experienced here before – they all shot forth fierce killing intent.

“…Hydra.”

Medeia muttered.

The secret of the dimension Etienne had hidden. The reason everyone could safely entrust their certificates to him.

It was because the legendary monster Hydra was guarding the certificates here.

“There’s a magic circle in my office that can transport you to where the certificates are hidden. However, that place has…”

Etienne had said this legendary monster, which he had illegally brought in and raised since it was young, obeyed only him.

“Bringing a monster into this pure land protected by the Philosopher’s Stone? Are you sane?”

If he hadn’t been locked behind bars, Medeia might have strangled him to death.

“I, I know. I know my sins too. But I’ve placed constraints so it cannot escape this dimension, so there’s absolutely no chance of it being released into Valdina. It’s just that… it would be difficult to retrieve the certificates it guards without this Etienne’s command.”

“Ha. What good is a sanctuary.”

The sound of the Facade mercenary snorting could be heard.

He showed no sign of surprise or fear at seeing the Hydra.

Rather, he seemed amazed by the Minister’s behavior of hiding and raising a monster in a dimension.

“Pathetic both inside and out.”

There was also mockery ridiculing the current state of Valdina, so fragile that a mere subject could dare commit such a bold act.

Behind the hydra that had revealed its torso, a white gleaming orb was visible.

Inside the orb floating on the water surface without getting wet from the swamp, a carefully preserved scroll could be seen.

‘It’s the certificate.’

Medeia’s green eyes flashed.

She pushed Chezare aside and sprang to her feet. Then she picked up the crossbow he had thrown earlier.

The moment she ran without hesitation toward the hydra that had hidden its body deep in the swampland—

“Are you out of your mind?”

Her arm was grabbed.

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