The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 94

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Chapter 94

The Kazens also sent signals to somehow deny the results of the duel.

‘You’ve lost so pathetically and now you’re asking me what to do!’

Jason nearly lost his composure and exploded in anger. He desperately racked his brain.

‘If I confirm the defeat here, Angelique will never forgive me.’

Naturally, the Dowager Empress’s faction would be lost too. There was no way they’d cooperate with someone who had put their daughter in trouble.

But if he sided with the Princess and forcibly undermined Valdina’s victory, his own reputation would suffer.

The oath guaranteeing today’s duel bore his seal prominently.

There were also hundreds of Valdinian eyes here. They would never stay quiet.

If word spread across the continent that the noble and benevolent Duke Castulo actually had no integrity and obeyed like the Imperial Court’s dog, wouldn’t he bear all the damage?

Who would trust such a person and try to elevate him to Emperor?

No matter which side he chose, he would inevitably lose something.

Jason, who had cleverly planned to gain the fruits of both hands, felt his bones ache.

‘If I had known it would come to this, I should have just stayed put.’

Even with regret, he had neither the time nor the wit to find an escape route now.

“Surely, Your Grace won’t refuse to acknowledge it as well?”

Medeia shot another arrow at the hesitating Jason.

It was a vicious question urging someone standing at the edge of a cliff to hurry up and fall.

“Of course not.”

Jason reflexively denied it, then bit the inside of his cheek and barely managed to answer.

“The duel… the Princess won. It’s Valdina’s… victory.”

His chest felt stuffy as if he’d been cornered with no way out.

“Waaaah!”

The Valdinians applauded so loudly the banquet hall seemed ready to collapse.

“Thank you. The Duke’s righteousness is indeed as renowned.”

Medeia sent her superficial thanks. And as if that was all she had business with Jason, she turned around cleanly.

She faced the 4th Princess.

“As promised in your oath, I’ll be waiting for Kazen to send double the relief supplies. Valdina will never forget the 4th Princess’s generosity.”

Despite her pale face from bleeding, Medeia’s eyes burned brightly.

“…Ha!”

The 4th Princess trembled violently before leaving her seat.

The Kazens also followed her hastily in a dazed state.

At their pitiful sight, the Valdinians were elated as if flying through the sky.

“We won! The relief supplies have increased by a whole double!”

“This is all thanks to Princess! When has anyone from Valdina ever done this against Kazen?”

Not only had she flattened the nose of the arrogant Princess who insulted the late King, but she had also given breathing room to the people in crisis.

And this was done by the half-Princess who had been ignored as worthless, an empty can of the Royal Family!

“Long live Princess Medeia!”

The atmosphere full of emotion and vitality hadn’t been seen in Valdina for a very long time.

“Princess.”

A shadow fell behind Medeia as she watched the Kazens fleeing like escapees.

“Ah, Sisear. Good timing.”

“You should see the Court Physician first.”

Behind his monocle, Sisear’s face briefly grimaced as he confirmed the dried bloodstains on Medeia’s arm.

“No.”

Medeia shook her head and grabbed his arm.

She didn’t notice that Sisear stiffened momentarily when her delicate hand touched him.

“Announce and proceed immediately so they can’t say anything else. We need to move quickly.”

She gestured toward the oath with her chin.

“You mean this. Since this oath represents the Empire’s generous decision to show humanity regardless of nationality, I plan to widely publicize their goodwill and send a copy to the Temple to commemorate it.”

Indeed, there was no need to separately explain the next steps to such a brilliant minister.

Medeia suppressed her laughter.

As Sisear said, once this oath reached the hands of the Holy Kingdom, Kazen wouldn’t be able to renege on the relief supplies.

The Holy Kingdom, which maintained a subtle competitive relationship with Kazen, would interfere.

“Good, move quickly.”

“Medeia!”

The Queen Mother hurriedly came down from the platform looking for Medeia.

“You thoughtless little rascal. You’re really determined to cut short this old woman’s life.”

Despite her stern scolding voice, the wrinkled hands grasping hers were trembling.

“Grandmother.”

“Never throw yourself away like this again. Do you understand? You are a Princess. With such noble blood, it wouldn’t be enough to step back, so why do you step forward!”

Lady Pinatelli lowered her eyebrows and swallowed a sigh.

‘She was so worried about Princess that she tore her handkerchief to pieces.’

However, the Queen Mother’s scolding couldn’t continue.

“I’m sorry for worrying you, Grandmother.”

Because Medeia reached out and clasped her hands in return.

“I can’t promise I won’t do this again. Until Peleus returns following father’s will, I must properly protect this country.”

“…”

Looking at the wound remaining on her granddaughter’s arm, the Queen Mother struggled to hold back her reddening eyes.

“Mother. Before being your son, I must take responsibility for Valdina’s future as this country’s King.

Only with the plains can we escape Kazen’s interference and plan a new future. Shouldn’t this persistent leash be cut in my generation?

This war will become the cornerstone responsible for the next hundred years.

So Mother, please forgive this unfilial son who leaves like this.”

She remembered the resolute words of her dead son who had once left for the battlefield.

“…Yes. This old woman made a scene.”

The Queen Mother composed her emotions and returned to her dignified expression. When her granddaughter was acting like this, she couldn’t just sit idle either.

“You should return to the Palace now. Leave this place to me.”

After sending Medeia back first, she also gave separate rewards to Facade.

“Facade probably doesn’t need more wealth from this old woman, so it would be better to give opportunities to help with business. How about access passes to enter the Palace for every Royal event?”

Garo’s face brightened.

With access passes, he would have more opportunities to freely enter and exit the Palace and find the Dawn’s Tears.

“How could a merchant refuse an opportunity to sell goods? I can only be deeply grateful for the Queen Mother’s ocean-like consideration.”

He prostrated himself without regard for dignity.

“That’s fortunate. I hope it will be helpful.”

A faint smile lingered on the Queen Mother’s lips at his servile yet not unpleasant cheerful appearance.

Facade was about to withdraw.

“Was it Akaress?”

The Queen Mother suddenly called the mercenary in the white half-mask.

When Chezare stood still, Garo poked his side as if telling him to step forward.

“Queen Mother. I-“

“No.”

The Queen Mother directly handed Chezare the brooch that had been on her chest.

“Thank you for standing up for my granddaughter.”

Her voice was so low that only Lady Pinatelli and Chezare nearby could hear it.

Chezare looked down at the old woman before him.

Since they were grandmother and granddaughter, it was natural for her to express gratitude on Medeia’s behalf.

Yet somehow, a faint displeasure arose.

“Chezare, are you truly my son? Your mother didn’t deceive me by pretending the previous Emperor’s seed was mine, did she?”

“Continental conquest! Truly worthy of being my son! You are of my blood!”

Only after proving his usefulness could he finally enter the boundary called blood relations.

His father, who had constantly been wary of and persecuted him, yet rejoiced more than anyone when Chezare conquered the Continent and cherished him, overlapped with the Queen Mother.

The one who had constantly hated and persecuted Medeia was now doing this?

Still knowing nothing, not even knowing that all of today’s results came about through the Princess’s schemes.

Only I knew. It wasn’t the Queen Mother who plotted the Princess’s plan and execution together—it was me.

It’s not me who exists outside the Princess’s line, but this Old Woman.

Clear anger darkly filled Chezare’s mind.

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