The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 68

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Chapter 68

Chezare also saw the glowing orb behind the Hydra. Even the scroll inside it.

‘So that’s why the Princess came here today.’

The Hydra guarding the orb. That scroll was probably the Regent’s weakness. Chezare could deduce this without difficulty.

However, even considering that necessity, Medeia’s action of diving into the swampland where a legendary-class monster was fiercely positioned seemed like recklessness rather than courage.

Moreover, the Hydra was a troublesome beast that even 8-star knights struggled with due to its powerful poison and the characteristic that when one head was cut off, two new heads would grow in its place.

It wasn’t a level that could be handled alone, especially not by a civilian who wasn’t even a knight.

However, Medeia calmly pushed away Chezare’s hand and readjusted her grip on the crossbow.

Then, as if she couldn’t hear his words, she nocked an arrow.

“Princess, at this rate you’ll die before the Regent.”

Chezare warned solemnly.

How many reckless heroes had he seen who trusted in their own talents and dove into perilous situations, only to disappear?

This situation too was neither a place nor an opponent lenient enough for the Princess of Valdina to charge into relying on her head alone.

“The Regent isn’t worth risking death to face. You should know that.”

Only then did the indifferent face turn to look at Chezare.

“If I were you, I would have said the same thing.”

Her green eyes were calm like a black water surface. However, they reflected a determination that wouldn’t waver even if a tsunami came.

“But as you know, the powerless fool Princess of Valdina doesn’t have many cards to play. So I have no choice but to make maximum use of what I have.”

“Including your own life?”

Instead of bristling at Chezare’s blunt mockery, Medeia wore a self-deprecating smile.

“Unfortunately, yes.”

And she aimed the bowstring toward the Hydra’s neck.

Chezare hesitated.

The small, thin arrow looked ordinary at first glance.

However, having lived on battlefields for a long time, he noticed the changes to the arrow.

The tip was coated with black fluid presumed to be poison, the shaft was treated with stiff wax. And from the small pouch attached to the fletching came the smell of gunpowder.

“Right, you had another trick up your sleeve.”

A hollow laugh escaped. He realized he had shown an unseemly sight by worrying prematurely again, just like last time.

He swore he wasn’t a benevolent person who worried about someone’s safety.

Rather, he would exploit situations where others were in danger to turn them into maximum profit.

However, in front of this Princess of Valdina, he had already offered cheap sympathy several times. Even moving his body first before he could realize it.

None of it was like him. Perhaps Terrence’s warning had been right.

Between his handsome eyes flowed a strange, mysterious tension mixed with interest and displeasure.

“Step back.”

Medeia, who couldn’t understand Chezare’s inner thoughts, silently passed by him.

With the sound of cutting through air, the crossbow aimed at the Hydra hit its neck precisely. Chezare narrowed his eyebrows.

‘There were no reports that the Princess could do archery.’

Even Facade’s intelligence network, among the best on the continent, had failed to fully uncover the Princess’s true nature.

When would he ever be able to fully understand this small girl?

Kaaak-!

The Hydra tried to twist its head to break the arrow, but the wax-treated shaft only painfully burrowed into the flesh.

Then it exploded with a bang-!

Far from the clean cut like Chezare had made earlier, the cross-section where the head had disappeared from the gunpowder explosion was ragged as if someone had brutally torn it apart with their hands.

Kyaaaak-!

The swampland filled with the Hydra’s screams.

Though two heads should have sprouted naturally, the gunpowder residue left at the explosion site prevented new necks from growing.

She raised the crossbow again and aimed at the second head.

Chezare watched as the Princess destroyed the second head as well.

Somehow, he felt displeased.

Here he was at this place. The Princess facing the Hydra alone while completely excluding him was saying with her whole body that she didn’t consider Chezare at all.

She’s ignoring me too much. A sinister smile spread across his handsome face.

Chezare picked up his sword.

Medeia’s green gaze briefly touched him.

“Help me.”

She didn’t say she didn’t need help out of pride.

His skill in blocking the Hydra’s surprise attack earlier and cutting off the first head was definitely not fake.

“Congratulations, Princess. You’ve made me move.”

She decided to simply ignore the arrogant reply.

“What should I do?”

“Cut vertically.”

Medeia commanded briefly.

She planned to fire the crossbow into the vertically split gap. So the arrow could penetrate deeper inside.

“As you command.”

He straightened his back. From his lean yet sturdy body came a languid feeling like a stretching beast.

Chezare’s feet lightly kicked off the ground.

Just as he seemed to soar over the cut surface of the Hydra, flash. A silver line was drawn in the air.

As the third head split vertically and staggered, the crossbow pierced through the gap like lightning.

Kyaaaak-!

The remaining heads bared their teeth fully and straightened their bodies. Black poison dripped down.

However, it was unnecessary tension. Before they could properly open their mouths, another one died.

Finally, one remained.

‘They say the Hydra’s last head is immortal and cannot be killed.’

However, before Medeia could bring out the trick she had prepared, the last head collapsed with a thud.

The swampland shook roughly like rolling waves.

Medeia looked at him with surprised eyes. It was because Akaress’s skill was far superior to her expectations.

‘How is such a master working as a mercenary for Facade?’

At her eyes that didn’t hide her shock, Chezare swallowed his laughter.

It was the first vivid emotion that broke through that indifferent face. Somehow a base satisfaction bubbled up in his stomach.

‘To think the primordial darkness would be useful at times.’

What had subdued the Hydra’s last head, called immortal, was the darkness dissolved in his blood.

No matter how strong a monster, it couldn’t resist something primordial.

Chezare shrugged his shoulders. Even in the light movement, arrogance and leisure overflowed.

“As you commanded.”

I acted.

She could understand the omitted words that followed. Medeia nodded.

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The two returned to Etien’s office.

Medeia carefully sealed the confession and tucked it into her bosom.

And she damaged the magic circle drawn on the floor with her arrowhead. It was a precaution in case the Duke tried to retrieve the confession.

The spinning golden eyes watched her throughout.

Except for the beginning, he had stepped back and observed her actions like he was watching, with an expression of interest.

Medeia, who was about to get up from her seat, hesitated.

Chezare’s eyes also narrowed as if he sensed something. The atmosphere of the mansion was chaotic.

Crash-! All the windows shattered at once.

Then arrows flew in through the broken windows and stuck here and there between the couch, bookshelf, and walls.

An unpleasant oil smell stung their noses. At the end of the arrows, cloth soaked in oil was burning.

The sparks spread to the curtains by the window.

“Kyaaaaa-!”

Clear screams echoed throughout the mansion. Medeia looked down at the mansion from below the window.

Men in black clothes roaming the Count’s mansion were killing the Minister’s household members indiscriminately.

Those who had been inside the mansion were dragged out into the garden, and among them were the Mother of the Minister and his siblings.

The Mother of the Minister looked as if she might faint at any moment.

“Who are you! Who are you people!”

“How can you be so ruthless as to kill people first! My son you’re looking for is not here but at the Royal Palace!”

“Mother! Moth-!”

With a flash of the blade, the mother and child collapsed.

It was no different an end than the Butler who had died first trying to block the intruders.

“Ahhh-! Please spare me!”

Nothing but brutal slaughter unfolded. The splendid mansion that had resembled the Royal Palace seemed to have been transported into a scene from hell.

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