The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 96

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Chapter 96

“Both the 4th Princess and the Duke are the type to blame others for their failures. You’ll need to be especially careful.”

Medeia stared intently at Akaress, who left this unexpected warning.

This man hides just as many secrets as she does.

Each time he appears mysteriously, disrupting Medeia’s plans.

However, it was true that the process somehow always ended up benefiting Medeia.

“Akaress.”

If that was the case, it was only right for her to offer a warning in return.

“Duke Castulo is not a good card for Facade. Stay far away from him.”

Though his face was more expressionless than usual, Chezare noticed something was different.

This was the first time the Princess had spoken to him so directly. Chezare’s eyes gleamed with interest.

“Won’t you tell me the reason?”

His flashing golden eyes seemed intent on digging deep into Medeia’s innermost thoughts.

“That’s the extent of my meager advice.”

“Castulo…”

As he repeated Medeia’s words, a sneer escaped between his well-shaped lips.

Though it contained clear mockery, the target didn’t seem to be Medeia.

“As if such a noble person would even notice a lowly schemer like me.”

Bowing his waist like sliding moonlight, he pressed his lips to the tip of a rose petal stuck in the table.

The gesture seemed like both reverence and seduction.

“Only a kind and gentle lady like the Princess would even treat me as human.”

No, he was teasing Medeia. She frowned slightly.

Despite his harsh self-deprecating words, his attitude was extremely arrogant, making it sound insincere.

Rather, the gap between his words and attitude clearly revealed that someone like Jason wasn’t even worth his notice.

‘That’s fortunate.’

Medeia thought calmly as she watched Chezare’s figure glowing white in the moonlight.

If he had joined hands with Jason, she would have had to eliminate him somehow.

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The Valdina Palace in the deep of night.

A panther-like sleek shadow fell beneath the shade created by moonlight.

“Master, Jared is raging furiously.”

Alpha reported.

“He sent orders to Kazen to mobilize the elite forces from his territory. It seems he’s planning revenge. What should we do?”

He held out a small, crumpled parchment. It was the usual communication method used at the front lines.

Chezare turned his body to look at the Princess’s Palace.

The cream-colored palace emitted a calm light like its owner even in the darkness, but it didn’t look sturdy at all in his eyes.

The sparse guards and blind spots that could be easily breached were visible at a glance.

Chezare’s handsome eyes revealed an unpleasant light. Even after leaving home, a rolling dog continues to dirty the mud.

“The moment they set foot in this country, kill them all and send them to Jared.”

“Yes, Master.”

Chezare, who had been walking past the bowing Alpha, stopped in his tracks.

“With Facade’s seal on them.”

He needed to give that red-headed Jared a warning not to go around showing his unpleasant face so carelessly.

“…Yes, Master.”

Alpha hesitated for a moment, then immediately obeyed.

In the Empire, the First Prince had broken Jared’s wings as he tried to soar, and in Valdina, Facade’s mercenaries had completely buried his future in the mud.

Jared, who had no idea it was the same person both times, was almost pitiable.

Chezare nodded his head, then turned to Zeta.

“You guard the Princess.”

“Yes, Master.”

They disappeared back into the darkness.

“Come out now, Sisear.”

“…”

“Since when have you enjoyed playing hide and seek?”

From behind the corner wall, Sisear walked out.

“I saw you coming out of the Princess’s Palace.”

The monocle perched on his nose cast an opaque color as if reflecting his heart.

“What business does Facade have with Her Highness? You should have finished coordinating Valdina’s affairs with me.”

His voice was colder than ever before.

Before being a friend, as Valdina’s chancellor and as a man, his guard was up.

“It’s between the Princess and me. You don’t need to know.”

“…”

Silence flowed.

Sisear realized he wouldn’t get any more answers from him and asked with a hardened face.

“What exactly are you thinking?”

Chezare shrugged his shoulders.

“Clarify the subject.”

“I’m asking why you’re hovering around Her Highness Medeia, which isn’t like you, Chezare.”

“…”

“It was also you Facade people who hit the Lasai Tribe’s transport route, wasn’t it?”

Sisear knew Chezare. The man who had been consistently cold and chilly at the Tower of the White Night.

This person wasn’t the type to extend a hand or show kindness to anyone. There had never been a single time when he moved without purpose.

So volunteering to be the Princess’s ally meant there was another reason Chezare was after.

“I thought you weren’t as bad as the Empire. No, I believed you at least wouldn’t use the friendship we shared, but that was my mistake.”

Sisear tried hard to suppress the emotions flowing out.

“Facade should withdraw and leave.”

“Ah. The relief efforts are resolved, so you have no more business with us? Are all Valdinians originally this indifferent?”

Sisear ignored his question and continued speaking.

“Don’t approach Her Highness the Princess anymore either. If you know what kind of danger you created that day.”

“If it hadn’t been for me, who could have brought Jared to his knees and shut the 4th Princess’s stupid mouth?”

Chezare snorted. His unwavering confidence wore naturally like clothing.

“You? The Princess’s knight? Or the aged old generals of Valdina?”

“…”

“And Sisear. You seem to be mistaken, but this country you’re so loyal to isn’t such a good card for me.”

Unlike his languid voice, the content was sharp.

“Pathetically weak national power. Citizens full of unbreakable conviction. As an invader, you know I wouldn’t choose such a troublesome land.”

Sisear stared at Chezare.

If not targeting Valdina? There was only one remaining reason.

“Then and now, I’m the best card she can hold. Don’t you think it’s a bit presumptuous to tell me to back off?”

A faint irritation flared in his golden eyes.

“Sisear, you don’t know the Princess. In this Valdina, I’m probably the only one who can fully understand her perspective.”

“Chezare, you—”

“So put away your pointless worries. She and I are just in a transactional relationship where we both have something to gain.”

Sisear was momentarily speechless at his expression that showed even explaining was genuinely bothersome. He felt exactly like an impudent intruder who had crossed the line.

“Ask the Princess yourself if you want.”

Chezare disappeared back into the darkness without waiting for an answer.

“…”

Sisear removed his monocle and rubbed his gaunt face.

“Guard the Princess.”

The order Chezare had given to the shadows was certainly not a lie.

It wasn’t difficult to guess that this was his arrangement to prevent Jared, who had lost today’s duel, from venting his anger.

However, even though he could understand with his mind that it was Chezare making this arrangement and the Princess was the target, his heart couldn’t accept it.

Though he should feel relieved after confirming that his trusted friend wasn’t targeting his country, Sisear’s expression remained dark.

On his way back to the office, Sisear fidgeted with his pocket.

Inside was medicine for treating wounds.

In truth, worried about Medeia who had been injured in the fight with the Princess, he had gone to the Princess’s Palace as soon as he finished organizing the treaty documents, only to discover Chezare there.

‘What was I thinking.’

Sisear soon turned his steps around again.

When he entered the office, he paused. Neryl, the Princess’s maid, was waiting there.

“The Princess is calling for you.”

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