âWhat on earth is going on?â
âIsnât that the Duke of Lavaltorâs mansion?â
People were buzzing.
The Duke of Lavaltorâs mansion was not only half destroyed, but a massive storm had enveloped it.
It seemed as though there was some kind of control preventing anyone from approaching.
Even the knights were unable to approach.
âCaptain! We canât break through.â
âThe storm is too intense!â
The complexions of the knights in charge of the capitalâs defense turned pale.
The winds would tear their bodies apart if they dared to enter.
Some knights bravely attempted to approach but were immediately thrown back.
âWhat could possibly be happening inside there?â
âShouldnât we report to His Majesty first?â
âThe messengers have already been dispatched.â
However, that wasnât the most important matter at the moment.
âW-what is that?â
âEveryone, take cover!â
The problem lay with those attempting to break through the storm.
For some reason, unidentified people around the Dukeâs mansion approached the Dukeâs mansion.
Their attempt to pierce through the storm clashed with its power, triggering a shockwave that caused nearby rocks to collapse.
Thud!
âDamn it! Falling rocks!â
As the rocks flew towards them, the nearby residents tightly closed their eyes.
They didnât need to see what happened next; they could tell.
But thatâs when it happened.
Bang!
The flying object exploded with a huge explosion.
An incredible aura emanated from a single sword.
âT-That sword⦠Could it be?â
âItâs the Seventh Prince!â
It was Ian.
Behind him, Galon and Hite also displayed their respective auras.
Crash!
In an instant, the flying rocks crumbled.
The citizens cheered and shouted in excitement.
âLong live Prince Ian!â
However, Ian was focused on the mansion enveloped by the storm rather than the jubilant crowd.
âWhat on earth happened inside there?â
Ian asked the knights in charge of defense.
âWhat exactly happened?â
âSuddenly, a storm erupted from the mansion.â
Thatâs why it was impossible to approach.
Even Lavaltorâs soldiers couldnât get in either.
Ian raised an eyebrow.
âIf itâs a storm, it must be the dukeâs oath, right?â
âThis is a big problem. My sister is inside.â
Upon seeing Ianâs expression, Galon tilted his head.
âSir Nathan is also inside, isnât he?â
âLet him fend for himself, live or die. Heâs not someone who can be killed no matter where you throw him.â
âThatâs right.â
Ian gazed at the storm for a moment.
Since the Duke of Lavaltor was there, there shouldnât be any major issues.
But he wanted to reunite with his mother and younger sister as soon as possible.
Thus, he had only one choice to make.
âI must go inside.â
âWhat? Are you serious?â
Hite shouted in disbelief.
The level of the storm indicated that the Duke used his full strength.
âUnless youâre at Sir Galonâs level, youâll be swept away by the storm. Even if you are, youâll have to endure a certain amount of damage.â
âI understand that.â
âBut why do you intend to go inside?â
âBecause I have to.â
Ianâs gaze was firm.
Only Nathan and Galon knew that the saintess was his younger sister, but as a prince and brother, it was something he had to do.
He asked Galon to look after his mother.
âSir Galon, please take care of my mother.â
ââ¦â
Galon shook his head with a stern expression.
âIâd rather go by myself.â
âNo, please protect my mother. I trust you.â
âButâ¦â
âWe donât know whatâs happening inside.â
âThatâs why I should go.â
âIt wonât be just a matter of brute force.â
Ian slowly let go of the hand that Galon was holding.
If Duke Lavaltor turned out to be an enemyâ¦
âIf itâs not me, no one else can stop it.â
Faced with Ianâs resolute appearance, Galon had no choice but to step back.
He knew that he couldnât break his will.
Instead, Galon stood by Lilaâs side.
âI will protect your mother with my life.â
âI believe you, Sir Galon.â
Ian bid farewell to his mother as well.
âIâll be back.â
âSure. Go inside and give him my regards.â
Ian tilted his head.
âHim? Regards?â
Could it be that his mother also knew the Duke of Lavaltor? However, his thoughts didnât last long.
Bump.
Instead of replying, he leaped into the storm.
***
Bang!
With a loud impact, Nathan was pushed back forcefully.
To make matters worse, blood dripped from his lips.
Gaspâ¦
Elaira was surprised and tried to reach out to him, but Nathan raised his hand to stop her.
âItâs dangerous. Please stay where you are.â
âBut youâre bleeding right nowâ¦â
âIâm fine⦠Coughâ¦â
He knew he was in danger, too.
But there was nothing he could do.
It was inevitable.
âYou blocked my attack. Impressive, Nathan Adelas.â
A man approached him with a menacing aura.
It was none other than the Duke of Lavaltor.
Nathan swallowed a groan.
âImpressive my foot. Youâre just standing there, watching.â
If heâd set his mind to it in the first place, heâd have been in trouble long ago.
He truly was the best knight on the continent.
Duke Lavaltor was playing with Nathan, even though he wasnât doing his best.
Still, it was not for any other reason than what was behind him that he was able to survive.
âBecause the saintess, no, the princess is behind me.â
However, Nathan casually wiped the blood and smiled.
âOf course, as a knight, I cannot retreat. I have someone to protect right now.â
âDiscussing chivalry, huh? Tomorrow the sun will rise in the west.â
âEven so, I am Prince Ianâs knight.â
â!â
Of course, his inner thoughts were different.
âElaira is Prince Ianâs younger sister. If something happens to herâ¦â
Gulp.
It was hard to deal with the aftermath.
His skill was one thing, but the venomous determination Ian had towards his enemies was enough to make even Nathan, who was on the same side, shudder.
Ian was more fearful than Duke Lavaltor in front of him.
However, Duke Lavaltor seemed to have taken it differently.
âI didnât see it that way. Youâre quite the chivalrous fellow.â
It was a different gaze, looking at Nathan in a slightly different light.
Of course, it wasnât as if he would go easy on him.
âHowever, I cannot tolerate you touching my family members.â
The Duke of Lavaltor raised his sword.
In an instant, the once calm surroundings of the Duke of Lavaltor roared fiercely like the eye of a storm.
Roar!
A powerful storm surged forth from the Dukeâs sword.
A storm within a storm.
This was the greatness of Duke Lavaltorâs Oath of Tempest.
âDo you have any last words?â
âWell, first, I have an outstanding bar tab to settle. You can check my vault if you wantâ¦â
âLetâs pretend that doesnât exist.â
The giant storm sword fell as if piercing through Nathanâs head. It was at that moment.
Bang!
With a huge bang, the storm was torn open on one side.
And something flew at an incredible speed.
Duke Lavaltor, who was swinging his sword downward, twisted it to the side and deflected the incoming object.
Crash!
With a tremendous sound, something bounced off.
Duke Lavaltorâs eyebrows twitched at that sight.
âA royal sword?â
He recognized the object right away.
Thud!
The royal sword had landed right next to the saintess.
Just as expected.
âEven if you are Duke Lavaltor, you shouldnât lay a hand on someone elseâs knight.â
Breaking through the storm, Ian appeared, his cloak fluttering.
His expression showed signs of urgency, as if he had hastily intervened.
Upon seeing his appearance, the saintess shouted.
âBrother!â
However, she didnât run towards Ian.
She ran to Nathan, picked him up as he collapsed, barely able to move, and breathed holy power into him.
âJust hold on a little longer. I will treat you soon.â
âMiss Elairaâ¦â
Only then did Nathan seem to relax, collapsing into her arms. Seeing the sight, Ianâs eyebrows twitched.
âWas it really necessary to go this far?â
However, Duke Lavaltor answered firmly.
âMy family members were injured and killed by the hands of the princeâs knight.â
â!â
Ian, taken aback, looked at Nathan, questioning if those words were true.
In response, Nathan chuckled, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
âNo, thatâs not it⦠Yes, it is true. I was the one who killed the servants first. The duke deserves to get angry.â
It seemed awkward to make excuses.
At that moment, Elaira stepped forward.
âNo, Sir Nathan was trying to help Duke Lavaltor!â
Ian narrowed his gaze.
âWhat do you mean by killing the family members to help him?â
âThere were enemies among the butlers and servants of the mansion. They tried to blow up this mansion.â
Ianâs eyebrows twitched.
âSo Cesareâs scheming reached this far?â
Even the Duchy of Lavaltor, which was thought to be impenetrable, was a target of their scheme. But what mattered now was that it wasnât their scheme.
âDo you have any evidence?â
âCheck the butlerâs arms. There will be explosives.â
At Elairaâs words, Ian searched the butlerâs arms.
True enough, explosives were found.
But that wasnât all.
âNo way⦠this butler was also a follower of the Holy Empire.â
Ian thrust the explosives at Duke Lavaltor.
âThis proves it, doesnât it? So letâs clear up any misunderstandings.â
However, Duke Lavaltor slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
âMisunderstandings or not, I knew from the beginning.â
At his words, everyoneâs expressions changed.
Especially Nathan, who was the most surprised.
âYou knew, since when?!â
âSince you were killing people?â
Nathan was enraged at those words.
âIf you knew, then why did you?!â
âYou shed blood in my mansion. Shouldnât you face the consequences?â
â!â
He never had the intention to kill Nathan in the first place.
He only planned to break a few limbs or arms.
Of course, there were probably other things he didnât like about Nathan.
Ultimately, when Nathan seemed defeated, Ian, as if saying it was obvious without even looking, spoke.
âThen itâs time to calm down this storm.â
âI cannot do that.â
âWhat?â
Ian raised an eyebrow.
They had already cleared up any misunderstandings.
They had caught the assassins targeting the mansion and Duke Lavaltor. So why continue?
But the Duke of Lavaltor was firm.
âThere are people attempting to infiltrate this place right now. They were probably the ones who targeted me and this mansion.â
â!â
He wasnât kidding.
And the mention of Nathanâs disapproval was just a deception; perhaps the Duke had intended this from the beginning.
Surprised, Ian checked with Jealousyâ eyes.
Then he could see it.
âIs that⦠divine power?â
There was certainly a gaze flowing outside, beyond the massive storm. At the moment, they couldnât see beyond the storm.
What if there is no storm?
âIt seems like they are searching for something.â
It was just as Duke Lavaltor said.
Still, it was fortunate that he pretended to fight Nathan, just to avoid any suspicion.
He almost revealed the presence of the saintess in this place.
That wasnât all.
âCould it be that he fought with Nathan from the beginning to block the enemyâs sight and buy time for my arrival?â
From the beginning, it seemed like he was fighting Nathan for this purpose, as if he had summoned the storm.
It was clear that he intended to crush them all.
Indeed, it was Duke Lavaltor.
âI understand. Then what should I do to assist?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNo assistance is needed. The power of Lavaltor is sufficient. Just watch from there.â
To witness Lavaltorâs wrath.
How they truly treated their enemies.
That was his message.
âI will show you why our family is the Sword of Kaistein.â
It was when Duke Lavaltorâs storm gradually subsided.
People began to appear beyond the storm.
But thenâ¦
âSirâ¦Nathan? Who is that woman?â
Somewhere, a voice filled with shock could be heard.
No, it was closer to anger than shock.
Startle.
At that moment, Nathan, who collapsed, was bleeding, and the saintess, who was holding him tightly to treat him, flinched.
It was inevitable.
âS-Sister?â
It was none other than the First Princess.
Even Ian broke into a cold sweat without realizing it.