Chapter 112
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Chapter 112
Translator: Yonnee
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“What about Liam.”
“I believe he will have to stay in the capital for the time being. Rosteratu’s condition has turned unusual.”
“There’s something else?”
“Yes, Rosteratu is threatening to turn the magic tower upside down.”
“I can imagine.”
The disaster was the dragon’s final act of vengeance—and this was against Marquis Evnen. However, this great power also affected Rosteratu.
It’s easy to imagine what kind of nightmare Rosteratu had experienced, even if it was left unsaid.
Rosteratu was weak-minded and prone to jealousy. After all, he locked away Albert in that spire out of envy.
The dragon’s disaster. Marquis Evnen’s death. Albert immediately realized what would follow. Perhaps it was right to say that it’s all too obvious what would happen next.
“I guess he’s out to chop off my head himself. He’ll need a mage to open the magic tower.”
“He even said that he’d tear down the magic tower if none of the mages would cooperate.”
Everyone knew how inadequate of a king Rosteratu was. Even so, he was admittedly quite keen on managing his power. It also helped that he, by extension, inherited the image and power of his predecessor, the previous king.
He formed a strong alliance with the Evnen Marquisate through taking the marquisate’s esteemed daughter as his queen, and he also didn’t dally in strengthening his knights. He believed in the notion that force was the right path to power.
Mages were a huge pain in the neck for Rosteratu. He left the magic tower with little to no funding, and he also often threatened to cut off support altogether if the mages didn’t obey him.
People had no choice but to follow his orders, especially since the magic tower could operate only through the support given to them by the royal family. Rosteratu particularly bribed the lord of the magic tower, and so managed the mages in this way.
Refusing to just watch this happen, Mercy rebelled.
She put so much effort in reforming the magic tower and shifting power away from Rosteratu to cut out him and any shred of loyalty towards him that’s left. None of this would have been possible without Albert’s help.
Albert gave the order, and it was Schubert who came to act on those orders.
This was also how Mercy and Schubert got to know each other. Since they were about the same age, they also got close.
Pressing down on her temples, Mercy opened the dungeon’s door.
Mercy’s brows wrinkled as she thought about what to do from here, whether to send Schubert to the wavering mages who were still under Rosteratu, or to conciliate them herself.
‘If only Father didn’t become like that.’
Mercy glanced back at the direction they had come from.
Without even turning his head, Albert remarked towards her.
“He’s still alive. Didn’t you say that you’ll finish things yourself later?”
“…Yes, I know that.”
Mercy muttered after a brief pause.
Her eyes watered as she recalled her father. But then she soon laughed bitterly at herself.
“I will end it, but later. The biggest problem right now is that Rosteratu is on the verge of charging down with all his soldiers to kill Your Highness himself.”
“Ahh, even when he told me to stay still in that spire and even went as far as to imprison me there, how terribly benevolent he continues to be.”
Albert smirked as he waved one hand in the air. His gaze through his narrowed eyes was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.
“My dear father, who wishes to kill his own son, should of course be greeted with a warm welcome. Let’s move up the plan—the palace should be in complete chaos now anyway. How can anyone trust a man who killed his own right-hand man?”
Just in time, the rumors that he released to the nobles were also spreading quickly, further instilling the seed of doubt. This rumor pertained to the prince just wanting to claim his rightful place—and so they would think that it would be better to stick to his side instead.
This was a good opportunity to minimize any damages. Albert wanted to reduce the number of casualties in this coup d’état as much as possible.
“Tell Liam to contact the nobles and gather the soldiers. Same with Schubert while he’s in the knighthood.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Watching Mercy heed his orders firmly, Albert realized that the time for the coup really was nearing.
Truthfully, it was more in his nature to take more time in elaborately planning his movements, but things always changed. And he was ready to change accordingly.
‘That reminds me.’
Albert recalled the first time Rosé ever asked him for a kiss.
Unlike how she was now, her eyes had been persistently full of desire, and this desire that emanated so blatantly from her was incredibly lecherous.
That’s why he immediately realized what that maid had in store for him.
It wasn’t difficult to figure out. Ever since he was young, he encountered many people who had such eyes whenever they looked at him.
With lingering physical touches that made him feel filthy, he was once overcome with the unbearable urge to kill the maid and mutilate her body. These kinds of thoughts visited him many times a day before. However, after deciding to kill that maid, he vowed not to die a futile death himself.
I’ve survived this far.
And, again, I’ve decided to continue living.
Eventually, Albert set his mind on using that maid. It was easy to manipulate her. There’s no one in the world who ever once resisted his charm, and after all, what the maid coveted was his body.
He promised to himself that he’d chop off this maid’s head as soon as he got out of that spire. So that they could never see each other again.
After that, he would separate the king’s head from the king’s body, thereby allowing him to stand at the highest position. To all those who dared look down on him, he would show just how great of a king he’d be.
When he regained the will to live again, what drove him to this point was revenge.
That was, until Rosé Artius changed.
‘I wonder if I would have imagined such a thing.’
Thinking again of Rosé, the look in Albert’s eyes softened.
Murmuring an incantation, he soared through the air. After wielding her wand, Mercy followed after him.
Soon, the two individuals disappeared into the distance.
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Chapter 112
Translator: Yonnee
—
“What about Liam.”
“I believe he will have to stay in the capital for the time being. Rosteratu’s condition has turned unusual.”
“There’s something else?”
“Yes, Rosteratu is threatening to turn the magic tower upside down.”
“I can imagine.”
The disaster was the dragon’s final act of vengeance—and this was against Marquis Evnen. However, this great power also affected Rosteratu.
It’s easy to imagine what kind of nightmare Rosteratu had experienced, even if it was left unsaid.
Rosteratu was weak-minded and prone to jealousy. After all, he locked away Albert in that spire out of envy.
The dragon’s disaster. Marquis Evnen’s death. Albert immediately realized what would follow. Perhaps it was right to say that it’s all too obvious what would happen next.
“I guess he’s out to chop off my head himself. He’ll need a mage to open the magic tower.”
“He even said that he’d tear down the magic tower if none of the mages would cooperate.”
Everyone knew how inadequate of a king Rosteratu was. Even so, he was admittedly quite keen on managing his power. It also helped that he, by extension, inherited the image and power of his predecessor, the previous king.
He formed a strong alliance with the Evnen Marquisate through taking the marquisate’s esteemed daughter as his queen, and he also didn’t dally in strengthening his knights. He believed in the notion that force was the right path to power.
Mages were a huge pain in the neck for Rosteratu. He left the magic tower with little to no funding, and he also often threatened to cut off support altogether if the mages didn’t obey him.
People had no choice but to follow his orders, especially since the magic tower could operate only through the support given to them by the royal family. Rosteratu particularly bribed the lord of the magic tower, and so managed the mages in this way.
Refusing to just watch this happen, Mercy rebelled.
She put so much effort in reforming the magic tower and shifting power away from Rosteratu to cut out him and any shred of loyalty towards him that’s left. None of this would have been possible without Albert’s help.
Albert gave the order, and it was Schubert who came to act on those orders.
This was also how Mercy and Schubert got to know each other. Since they were about the same age, they also got close.
Pressing down on her temples, Mercy opened the dungeon’s door.
Mercy’s brows wrinkled as she thought about what to do from here, whether to send Schubert to the wavering mages who were still under Rosteratu, or to conciliate them herself.
‘If only Father didn’t become like that.’
Mercy glanced back at the direction they had come from.
Without even turning his head, Albert remarked towards her.
“He’s still alive. Didn’t you say that you’ll finish things yourself later?”
“…Yes, I know that.”
Mercy muttered after a brief pause.
Her eyes watered as she recalled her father. But then she soon laughed bitterly at herself.
“I will end it, but later. The biggest problem right now is that Rosteratu is on the verge of charging down with all his soldiers to kill Your Highness himself.”
“Ahh, even when he told me to stay still in that spire and even went as far as to imprison me there, how terribly benevolent he continues to be.”
Albert smirked as he waved one hand in the air. His gaze through his narrowed eyes was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.
“My dear father, who wishes to kill his own son, should of course be greeted with a warm welcome. Let’s move up the plan—the palace should be in complete chaos now anyway. How can anyone trust a man who killed his own right-hand man?”
Just in time, the rumors that he released to the nobles were also spreading quickly, further instilling the seed of doubt. This rumor pertained to the prince just wanting to claim his rightful place—and so they would think that it would be better to stick to his side instead.
This was a good opportunity to minimize any damages. Albert wanted to reduce the number of casualties in this coup d’état as much as possible.
“Tell Liam to contact the nobles and gather the soldiers. Same with Schubert while he’s in the knighthood.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Watching Mercy heed his orders firmly, Albert realized that the time for the coup really was nearing.
Truthfully, it was more in his nature to take more time in elaborately planning his movements, but things always changed. And he was ready to change accordingly.
‘That reminds me.’
Albert recalled the first time Rosé ever asked him for a kiss.
Unlike how she was now, her eyes had been persistently full of desire, and this desire that emanated so blatantly from her was incredibly lecherous.
That’s why he immediately realized what that maid had in store for him.
It wasn’t difficult to figure out. Ever since he was young, he encountered many people who had such eyes whenever they looked at him.
With lingering physical touches that made him feel filthy, he was once overcome with the unbearable urge to kill the maid and mutilate her body. These kinds of thoughts visited him many times a day before. However, after deciding to kill that maid, he vowed not to die a futile death himself.
I’ve survived this far.
And, again, I’ve decided to continue living.
Eventually, Albert set his mind on using that maid. It was easy to manipulate her. There’s no one in the world who ever once resisted his charm, and after all, what the maid coveted was his body.
He promised to himself that he’d chop off this maid’s head as soon as he got out of that spire. So that they could never see each other again.
After that, he would separate the king’s head from the king’s body, thereby allowing him to stand at the highest position. To all those who dared look down on him, he would show just how great of a king he’d be.
When he regained the will to live again, what drove him to this point was revenge.
That was, until Rosé Artius changed.
‘I wonder if I would have imagined such a thing.’
Thinking again of Rosé, the look in Albert’s eyes softened.
Murmuring an incantation, he soared through the air. After wielding her wand, Mercy followed after him.
Soon, the two individuals disappeared into the distance.
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Chapter 112Translator: YonneeWhat about Liam.I believe he will have to stay in the capital for the time being. Rosteratu's condition has turned unusual.There's something else?Yes, Rosteratu is threatening to turn the magic tower upside down.I can imagine.The disaster was the dragon's final act of vengeanceand this was against Marquis Evnen. However, this great power also affected Rosteratu.It's easy to imagine what kind of nightmare Rosteratu had experienced, even if it was left unsaid.Rosteratu was weak-minded and prone to jealousy. After all, he locked away Albert in that spire out of envy.The dragon's disaster. Marquis Evnen's death. Albert immediately realized what would follow. Perhaps it was right to say that it's all too obvious what would happen next.I guess he's out to chop off my head himself. He'll need a mage to open the magic tower.He even said that he'd tear down the magic tower if none of the mages would cooperate.Everyone knew how inadequate of a king Rosteratu was. Even so, he was admittedly quite keen on managing his power. It also helped that he, by extension, inherited the image and power of his predecessor, the previous king.He formed a strong alliance with the Evnen Marquisate through taking the marquisate's esteemed daughter as his queen, and he also didn't dally in strengthening his knights. He believed in the notion that force was the right path to power.Mages were a huge pain in the neck for Rosteratu. He left the magic tower with little to no funding, and he also often threatened to cut off support altogether if the mages didn't obey him.People had no choice but to follow his orders, especially since the magic tower could operate only through the support given to them by the royal family. Rosteratu particularly bribed the lord of the magic tower, and so managed the mages in this way.Refusing to just watch this happen, Mercy rebelled.She put so much effort in reforming the magic tower and shifting power away from Rosteratu to cut out him and any shred of loyalty towards him that's left. None of this would have been possible without Albert's help.Albert gave the order, and it was Schubert who came to act on those orders.This was also how Mercy and Schubert got to know each other. Since they were about the same age, they also got close.Pressing down on her temples, Mercy opened the dungeon's door.Mercy's brows wrinkled as she thought about what to do from here, whether to send Schubert to the wavering mages who were still under Rosteratu, or to conciliate them herself.If only Father didn't become like that.'Mercy glanced back at the direction they had come from.Without even turning his head, Albert remarked towards her.He's still alive. Didn't you say that you'll finish things yourself later?Yes, I know that.Mercy muttered after a brief pause.Her eyes watered as she recalled her father. But then she soon laughed bitterly at herself.I will end it, but later. The biggest problem right now is that Rosteratu is on the verge of charging down with all his soldiers to kill Your Highness himself.Ahh, even when he told me to stay still in that spire and even went as far as to imprison me there, how terribly benevolent he continues to be.Albert smirked as he waved one hand in the air. His gaze through his narrowed eyes was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine.My dear father, who wishes to kill his own son, should of course be greeted with a warm welcome. Let's move up the planthe palace should be in complete chaos now anyway. How can anyone trust a man who killed his own right-hand man?Just in time, the rumors that he released to the nobles were also spreading quickly, further instilling the seed of doubt. This rumor pertained to the prince just wanting to claim his rightful placeand so they would think that it would be better to stick to his side instead.This was a good opportunity to minimize any damages. Albert wanted to reduce the number of casualties in this coup d'tat as much as possible.Tell Liam to contact the nobles and gather the soldiers. Same with Schubert while he's in the knighthood.Yes, Your Highness.Watching Mercy heed his orders firmly, Albert realized that the time for the coup really was nearing.Truthfully, it was more in his nature to take more time in elaborately planning his movements, but things always changed. And he was ready to change accordingly.That reminds me.'Albert recalled the first time Ros ever asked him for a kiss.Unlike how she was now, her eyes had been persistently full of desire, and this desire that emanated so blatantly from her was incredibly lecherous.That's why he immediately realized what that maid had in store for him.It wasn't difficult to figure out. Ever since he was young, he encountered many people who had such eyes whenever they looked at him.With lingering physical touches that made him feel filthy, he was once overcome with the unbearable urge to kill the maid and mutilate her body. These kinds of thoughts visited him many times a day before. However, after deciding to kill that maid, he vowed not to die a futile death himself.I've survived this far.And, again, I've decided to continue living.Eventually, Albert set his mind on using that maid. It was easy to manipulate her. There's no one in the world who ever once resisted his charm, and after all, what the maid coveted was his body.He promised to himself that he'd chop off this maid's head as soon as he got out of that spire. So that they could never see each other again.After that, he would separate the king's head from the king's body, thereby allowing him to stand at the highest position. To all those who dared look down on him, he would show just how great of a king he'd be.When he regained the will to live again, what drove him to this point was revenge.That was, until Ros Artius changed.I wonder if I would have imagined such a thing.'Thinking again of Ros, the look in Albert's eyes softened.Murmuring an incantation, he soared through the air. After wielding her wand, Mercy followed after him.Soon, the two individuals disappeared into the distance.If you find any errors broken links, non-standard content, etc.. , Please let us know or tag admin in comments so we can fix it as soon as possible.
