Gulp!
Ian swallowed the fragment.
The man screamed in a fluster.
âC-crazy! What are you doing!â
Ian smirked.
âI told you itâs mine now. Rather than seeing it taken away by someone, Iâd better eat it.â
ââ¦â
âIf you really want it, go ahead and cut open my belly.â
â!?â
The man gnashed his teeth.
âIf you want to see blood that badly⦠Iâll gladly show it to you.â
Shhh.
The man gestured toward the floor.
Then people rose from the collapsed palace. Most of them were wearing black masks.
Ian felt that even they looked familiar, similar to the man.
âSomehow, they resembled the Secret Special Force.â
Of course, they might be similar, but there were subtle differences between them.
A strange power emanated from them, different from the Secret Special Force, who valued magic tools and ancient artifacts.
The man opened his mouth as Ian fell into thought.
âIâll give you one last chance. If you spit it back now, Iâll forgive you.â
âForgive me? Who do you think you are?â
âI bet you donât have any strength left after fighting Jealousy, right? I know very well that even the power contained in this palace will not be able to be used for a while.â
It was as the man said.
Ian seemed relaxed, but in reality, he had exhausted all his strength due to the fight with Jealousy.
Even Faith couldnât speak anymore.
The power of Humility, which could only be used once, was over.
âIf only the fragment of Jealousy gave me power.â
The fragment of Jealousy that he just ate refused to hand over his power as if rebelling against him.
Now all Ian could do was fight against them head-on with his childish body.
Nevertheless, Ian laughed.
âI donât know. Is that true?â
Still, he straightened his back with a confident look.
He sat on the throne and looked down at the man with as arrogant a look as ever.
The manâs eyes slowly turned sharp.
âAttack him! And bring back the fragment from his stomach!â
In an instant, the men dashed toward Ian, each and every one of them carrying a series of hideous weapons.
They were ready to yank Ian off the throne and cut open his stomach.
When Ian didnât move from his throne, let alone fight, the man, judging he was frightened, sneered.
âThatâs why you should have listened to me earlier.â
It would have been better for everyone if Ian had just calmly handed it over, but instead, he chose to provoke and create unnecessary conflict.
Didnât he go through all that trouble for naught?
However, Ian smiled.
â!?â
The man tilted his head.
He didnât understand what made Ian so confident.
But right at that moment.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the masked men fell in all directions.
Startled, the man opened his eyes wide.
âY-you are? No way!â
He had no choice but to be surprised.
A man who fell from the sky and guarded Ian sitting on the throne.
He was Galon the Invincible. He had clearly flown here unscathed with his Oath.
The man was greatly perplexed.
Could it be that the knight entrusted himself to the catapult and flew?
But his thoughts did not last long.
âIâm sorry Iâm late, Your Highness.â
âNo, you came at the right time.â
âWhat about them?â
âUnfortunately, they are not allies. They are the ones who say they will cut open my belly.â
â!â
Galon the Invincible, who also fought against the Guardian, started to look at the men with an incredibly ferocious look. No, it wasnât just his expression.
âHow dare you target His Highness!â
Galon rushed at the men.
The masked men were also taken aback. Despite that, they set their weapons straight, still intent on getting the fragment of Jealousy in Ianâs stomach.
But there was an overwhelming difference between the two sides.
Clank! Claank!
An unyielding Oath.
Galonâs Oath, unbreakable by anything, was once again unfolding. In front of Invincibility, the weapons of the masked people did not work. Galon began his rampage like a beast that had infiltrated a flock of sheep.
âM, Master!â
âAaargh!â
In no time, the masked men were down. With overwhelming force, Galon completely crushed the enemies.
The man shouted in haste.
âDonât deal with Sir Galon! The fragment of Jealousy comes first! Aim for the prince first!â
âSir Galon? Prince? Could it be that he knew who I was?â
Ianâs eyes flashed at the manâs words.
He knew not only Galonâs name but also Ianâs position, which was still unknown in this foreign land.
No matter how much he thought about it, this manâs true identity was suspicious.
But now the problem wasnât the man.
âAttack the little one first!â
âTie the knightâs feet!â
The problem was that the masked men turned toward Ian.
Even it would be impossible for Galon to protect Ian against a considerable number of masked people.
Yet Ian shouted in that state.
âSir Galon! Donât mind me, and deal with him first!â
âYes, Your Highness!â
Galon did not turn his eyes away from the man in front of him. Rather, he growled ferociously like a beast.
âYouâre the master of these guys.â
Then he rushed at the man.
The man screamed in bewilderment.
âSir Galon! Youâre a knight, but you donât put your lordâs safety first! That would go against your beliefs!â
It sounded as if he knew Galon very well.
At his words, Galon smiled.
âThere are many other people besides me who will protect His Highness.â
âWhat?â
Exactly as he said.
As soon as Galon finished speaking, a shadow fell from the sky.
Boom!
Those were the knights.
âOuch⦠It hurts. Thatâs why I said we better just run!â
âNathan, have you forgotten His Highnessâs order that we must fly as soon as the darkness disappeared? He could have been in danger.â
âI know, but this is too ignorant.â
âNoisy. Youâve been behind my Iron Wall, yet youâre being so dramatic.â
Nathan grabbed his head, seemingly dizzy from the sudden shock, and Fiosen didnât look any better either.
No, it wasnât just them two.
Thud!
âSorry for being late! Iâm a little heavy.â
A savage warrior with a giant ax. Yamanta, the lord of the Molar Castle, was also with them.
Then Galon exclaimed.
âThey are enemies! Protect His Highness, Nathan!â
âThose guys are enemies?â
âThey have the gall to cut His Highnessâs stomach!â
âWhat? Theyâre hilarious.â
Nathanâs eyes chilled. But it was Fiosen who came forward before him.
âGo. I will block this place.â
Woong! Thud!
As Fiosenâs Oath rose, a huge barrier was erected in front of Ian.
Nathan smiled at him for the first time.
âWhy, youâre finally doing one thing I approve of.â
âDonât talk nonsense. Just hurry up and take care of them. His Highness is tired.â
Nathan glanced at Ianâs face.
Maybe due to digesting the fragment following the fight with Jealousy, Ianâs face looked tired.
The smile disappeared from Nathanâs face.
âIâll be right back.â
Nathan swiftly drew his sword. Then, the masked people who raised their weapons to attack Ian began to fall as their necks were cut in a flash.
Yamanta also lifted his ax without losing.
âHahahaha! Letâs fight, you f*ckers!â
Boom!
Like an erupting volcano, the ax swept away the masked men.
The number of masked men decreased in no time thanks to the threeâs performance. Only a few were left now.
And finally, Nathanâs sword stopped right in front of the manâs neck.
Chuck!
âYou must be the ringleader. Are you prepared?â
âIf you move, I will cut you.â
Before anyone knew it, Galon had taken care of the masked people around him and joined them. The swords of the Invincible and the Swift aimed at the manâs neck.
The man burst into exclamations with a puzzled expression.
âThis!â
Not only did he lose the fragment of Jealousy, he never imagined that there would be a problem with his mission. But he couldnât move.
The two knights were perfectly watching his every move.
âI guess I have no choice but to let you have it this time.â
Nevertheless, he seemed to be quite resentful.
He was smiling, but his face was clearly flushed with anger.
Ian didnât miss it.
âWho let who have it? I told you, didnât I? This is mine now.â
ââ¦â
Grit.
The man shot him a glare brimming with killing intent. But he couldnât move.
Chuck!
It was because the two knights drew their swords closer upon seeing his action. If he moved a single inch, his neck could be blown away at once.
Yet, his lips curled up.
âThis wonât happen next time.â
âApparently, some third-rate villain blabbers about his next move. Do you have no intention of fighting right now?â
âWell, then. Until next time. No, Iâll see you again soon.â
Nathan moved quickly at the manâs words.
âWhere are you going!â
He slashed the manâs head so that he wouldnât dare to run away.
Rustle!
But the man was much faster.
What Nathan slashed was a piece of the mask the man was wearing. The man disappeared into the darkness.
But then.
âWhat?â
The moment the tip of the cut mask touched the floor.
All the masked men in the palace melted away. The same was true of those who had fallen like corpses. All disappeared without a trace as if they never existed from the beginning. There wasnât even a drop of blood left.
Surprised, the knights looked around.
âWhat the hell is going on?â
âThatâs strange. The black-eyed monsters, too. There are so many things I donât understand.â
But one person thought differently. It was Ian.
He was still sitting on the throne and smiling, but his eyes glinted sharply.
The face that peeked out the moment Nathan slashed the manâs mask. Ian remembered his name clearly.
âCeres. Why was he here?â
Ceres was the eldest son of Duke Garcia.
Not only was such a person helping the king of Bahara, but he was also targeting the life of the prince of his own country.
âWell, it was precisely because of this fragment of Jealousy.â
Things were heading to a very interesting development anyway.
Duke Garcia tried to frame Heinley as a spy of another country. But what if his successor was the real spy?
âI can give Duke Garcia quite a blow.â
In addition, it could have been his opportunity to use Heinley, who was tossed away by Duke Garcia, as a card. If there was no eldest son, the second son had the right to succeed by the law of the country.
That wasnât the only thing.
âHe and the Seven Sins are related.â
No, it might have something to do with the Seven Virtues.
The greater the risk, the greater the power, and it was difficult for others to possess. Ian wanted to have all that power for himself.
Just like the First King who unified the continent in the past.
But right now, there was something more important than that.
Ian shouted at the knights.
âAnnounce to the soldiers and the people of Bahara that Ian Kaistein has conquered Baharaâs capital!â
âYes, Your Highness!â
âAnd tell them that this Bahara is now mine!â
âUnderstood!â
The knights bowed to Ian, who was seated on the throne.
The Northern Expedition was finally over.
Thatâs also thanks to Ianâs overwhelming performance.
The perfect winner who didnât even need to sort out his merit. That was Ian.
***
The moment Ian declared his conquest of Bahara.
The crown prince of Cantum was lying comfortably, sipping wine. Then, the advisor next to him smiled.
âThose foolish Kaistein people. A lot of them might have died by now.â
Cantum certainly opened the first battle. Since then, however, they had only pretended to fight drawn-out battles. It was to send Baharaâs elite soldiers back to their original positions.
That way, they engaged Kaistein in a fight and thus drained the power of both countries.
The crown prince even had a justification.
âWhat are the Bahara soldiers doing?â
âTheyâre still confronting us. We are planning not to fight in the future.â
The thing was, Baharaâs resistance was too tenacious.
They didnât lose any soldiers, but they were confronting each other as if a fight were taking place anyway.
By the time the blood of Kaistein and Bahara flowed into a river.
âCantum will come forward and unify the two countries.â
It was truly a great plan.
A chance to get two countries without lifting a finger if he succeeded.
The eyes of the advisor, a close aide to the crown prince, gleamed.
âAs expected of Your Highness to kill two birds with one stone. With this, the controversy over Your Highnessâs eligibility, which has been circulating in our home country, will surely end.â
âOf course. At the end of the day, I will be the emperor who will unify the continent.â
âI will always follow you, Your Highness!â
Of course, it wasnât without any hindrance.
Itâs Ian Kaistein.
Although only for a brief moment, the man who became his older brother was a problem.
âNo one can be the older brother of the man who will become the emperor of Cantum. Never!â
He even persuaded other Kaistein princes to kill Ian.
He would do the same even if it was a person from a prophecy of the future. Anyone who tarnished the pride of the crown prince of Cantum would never be spared.
That was when his eyes glinted viciously.
âYour Highness! Itâs urgent!â
âWhat is it! Canât you see His Highness resting?!â
âTh, that!â
The messenger handed over a letter while sweating profusely.
The insignia of Ian Kaistein, the seventh prince of Kaistein, was stamped there.
The crown prince and the advisor let out a sticky smile.
âFinally, heâs here? But how unfortunate.â
âPardon?â
âThe prince is currently asleep and hasnât seen this message. No, the letter didnât arrive here at all.â
There was no need to look at the contents.
Itâs probably a call to request for help.
With a glance from the prince, the advisor tore the letter to shreds.
Riiip!
âY, Your Highness!â
The messenger shouted in shock. However, the crown prince didnât even give the torn letter tossed to the ground a second glance.
The advisor grabbed the messenger by the shoulder and guided him outside.
âYou go to Cantum as it is. This message never arrived from the beginning. Got it?â
ââ¦â
Only then did the messenger realize the princeâs scheme.
In other words, he intended to cover things up by saying that the message never came in the first place. But that was a bad idea.
âNo, Your Highness! You have to look at that letter quickly. Itâs urgent!â
âHow dare you, a mere messenger, say that!â
As the advisor beckoned, soldiers rushed in from outside and grabbed the messengerâs arms.
âDrag him out! Lock him up so no one can see him!â
âY-Your Highness! Please donât do this! If you do this, Your Highness will be in trouble!â
âHuh! What trouble!â
The advisor turned around with a snort. The crown prince also sipped his wine in indifference.
This was the end of Ian Kaistein.
âThis is also the end of Bahara and Kaistein. Now I am to be an unprecedented emperor.â
But it was then.
Boom!
A great explosion hit the princeâs barracks.
The advisor screamed in surprise.
âS, soldiers! Whatâs going on out there!â
âEnemy! The enemy is attacking outside!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhat?â
It was impossible.
The same was true even if this place was Baharaâs land. His army and Baharaâs army did not tacitly attack each other.
It was because they knew it was to their mutual benefit.
There was no way they would attack them so suddenly.
But it was then.
âIt is not only Baharaâs army that attacks us. Lavaltor, Kaisteinâs duke, is also attacking us!â
Surprised, the crown prince and the advisor rushed out.
Boom! Boom!
And, indeed, the armies of both sides were attacking them.
In particular, Duke Lavaltorâs âTempestâ was blowing and destroying everything.
Then the crown prince remembered something.
âThe letter! Where is the letter now!â
It was to find the letter that the advisor had just torn. Something must have been written on it.
And he could see.
[Get out of my land.]
The true meaning of Ianâs letter.
Rather than shedding blood, Kaistein and Bahara found themselves united under one name.