Gentle wind and warm sunshine blew and illuminated the entire Imperial Palace.
Autumn on this continent was known as the season of prosperity. Still, the festive seasonâs mood was difficult to feel in the Imperial family all this time.
But this year was different, the Palace was full of excitement. From the story of the Empressâs return, the Emperor who always spent a long time in her Palace, and the adorable young Prince, delighted many people.
The atmosphere of the celebration was so apparent with the arrival of the Vatican delegation. Those who didnât know the real story might have believed that the Pope had come to bless the Emperorâs family.
âDavid, how long do you want me to wait?â The Pope asked while looking out the window.
David turned his head and stared at him.
Since their arrival at the Imperial Palace, the Vaticanâs entourage had remained silent and didnât make a move. They even postponed their meeting with the Emperor. And itâs all Davidâs decision.
âWe have to make decisions carefully on this matter. Because this problem is associated with Empireâs successor who is directly related to the future of this continent.â
âYes, thatâs why we have come here, which to deliver the word of God.â The pope said with pleasure, rubbing his white beard.
After a long fight with the Imperial family, the Vatican eventually established its authority, which was very satisfying.
âAh but, the little Prince has been appointed as his successor. In imperial history, whoever his real mother is, as long as heâs recognized by his father, he could be the successor. Looking at the Emperorâs arrogant attitude, it could be ascertained that the little Prince had been declared as the Crown Prince.â
âYour Holiness, will you bless the new Crown Prince?â
âBlessings â¦â¦ Well if they show enough devotion to restore Saint Irettaâs drought and barren land, then I will.â
The Pope was aware of his position. He was the head priest and had a city-state. Therefore he must have thoughts like a monarch who must consider everything.
âGiven the Emperorâs disposition, he must have run out of patience. But if he lowers his head first and shows his sincerity to me, then I will grant his wish.â
âThen, what about the Duke Metis?â
âNo matter how strong he is, he canât be compared to the Emperor.â The Pope laughed loudly as if it were a matter, of course. If the Metis family, who had served the Vatican for decades, had heard those words just now, they would feel betrayed.
âThey will surely protest strongly. However, after losing the battle of successor, the Duke is just an ordinary noble. If he wants to regain power, then he must be even more loyal to the Vatican. Thatâs the principle.â
The Vatican had always survived this way. This was because someone must be defeated in the power struggle, and those who had lost power would need the Vaticanâs support again.
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âDonât you know all this?â The pope, who still had clear eyes, looked at David.
No matter how old he was, he could compete with the emperor as head of the Vatican.
âNo⦠I know everything.â David didnât avoid the Popeâs gaze, âWhether I know it or notâ¦â¦at one point you only made the conclusion, not the decision.â
David sometimes eroded the Popeâs consciousness. The Pope always believed it was his decision, but it was just his illusion. Though, there was no hostility in the Popeâs eyes now.
âDavid, who are you? Sorry I canât remember the day I met you.â The Pope asked him.
They had been together for a long time, but when the Pope tried to remember about David in detail, only the memories of that part seemed foggy.
âIâm nobody.â
âReally? I seeâ¦â¦.â
The Pope didnât ask further, because, from the beginning, David didnât have evil energy.
A human being had a habit of understanding strange things and unknown by somehow fitting it into their own way of thought.
âYouâre the chosen Pope. Thatâs why God sent me to you to prove your glory.â said David.
The Pope also had the same understanding. When it came to Godâs prophecy, thereâs nothing to worry about Davidâs identity.
Because he believed that, David, whom he secretly considered him as his own child, wouldnât hurt or betray him. Still, The Pope was also an ordinary human who had a weak heart.
âRight? Is that so?â
âThatâs right.â
The Pope felt at ease as David smiled faintly.
David recalled that his life was short. So, this conversation would soon be erased from the Popeâs memory.
âYour Holiness, just take a rest here. I will proceed according to Godâs will.â
The Pope nodded and began to doze off.
David walked out of the empty hallway and came to a halt for a moment. Over the wall and ceiling, he could feel someoneâs presence holding his breath.
If David were an ordinary human being, he wouldnât notice it. However, it made no difference even if they passed on the conversation between him and the Pope to the Emperor.
ââ¦â¦Itâs useless.â
David was heading out on his way. Even if the Emperor knew it, fate couldnât be stopped.
The same was true of David.
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Many of Fabianâs elite knights spied and watched over the Popeâs residence in the Inner Palace.
While he didnât think David would ever know his scouting, Fabian could not accept the contents of their conversation that had been revealed to him.
âEven though heâs a Godâs messenger, how dare he against the Emperor!â His voice rang coldly.
âDo you want to kill him now?â Serus made a careful statement.
âI wish I couldâ¦.But some demons, when we kill them, they will spray poison which makes their opponents die too.â
Fabian was angry, but he didnât lose his temper as he didnât know what would have happened if he killed David recklessly.
âHe must be killed. But I have to do it myself.â
âBut isnât that too dangerous?â asked Serus.
âIf I canât do it, no one in the world can.â
Fabian had planned everything well because no one was able to defeat the Emperor on this continent.
It felt like he had the protection of the continent, as well as Godâs will. So it was Fabian who had to face David in person.
âHeâs not a Godâs messenger. Is there a messenger of God who tries to kill a child? As long as heâs not God, then I can kill him.â Fabian said in a stern voice as if he already had made all the decisions.
âDuke Metisâ¦â¦will Your Majesty destroy him?â Serus looked at him in silence.
âHas he dismiss his army?â
âYes, weâve warned him a few times, but he still keeping his army on the excuses. But even if he attacks with his current army, Duke Akshireâs military will be able to stop them.â
Fabianâs eyebrows frowned. It was better than throwing the Empire into chaos with treason or war. But still, it was a terrible situation.
âDonât worry Your Majesty, Duke Metis has eyes and ears, so he wonât move his army carelessly.â
âItâs more fierce. He showed his arrogant attitude, as if he were protesting against me.â
Even though Sagan was an overly ambitious person, he wasnât someone who dared to ignite a rebellion.
But Fabianâs rage was obviously boiling when he found out that his uncle was openly gathering soldiers so that Fabian had to use Liamâs army to watch over them.
âIf heâs determined to carry out a coup dâetat, I will destroy him with my own hands.â
Fabian didnât mess with his words even though Metis was the family of his own mother. His stance reflected the Imperial principle that the Emperor was the Empireâ son and not the son of anyone.
âThe King and Queen Felice will be here in a few days. After that, their warship will arriveâ¦â¦.â
âNo, no matter if itâs Evelynâs homeland, we canât allow foreign powers to interfere.â
The Empire had a vast region and a massive population. It was a miracle that they were all able to follow and be governed by a single Emperor.
âIf I canât even protect my family, King Felice wonât be willing to give his daughter to me.â
âIf Your Majesty canât protect them, itâs not strange that later they will insist on bringing their daughter and grandson to leave this place immediately.â
âThatâs what Iâm saying.â
Fabian gathered his nuanced thoughts together with a sigh.
If he had to give up something in this conflict, itâs probably his pride as an Emperor.
âSoon, I âll have an emergency congress meeting.â
Fabian was a little burdened because King Felice was Evelynâs father rather than his status as the King of another country.
Arthur would definitely be overjoyed if he found out that the Emperor of this continent was reluctant at him.
Fabian had no choice but to give an order, âIâll summon all the nobles, including Duke Metis, Akshire, and the Elders.â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
âAlsoâ¦.â Fabian crumpled his face as if he were really hesitant to do it. âIâll ask the Pope as well to be present to give their wisdom â¦..â
At the same time, he said this, his pride was slightly crushed. However, sometimes he had to step back to gain something.
âDuke Metis will definitely try to get the Pope on his side. I can assume that the theyâre already on the same side. Whatever the Popeâs will â¦.. that arrogant fellow will surely overestimate his power. â
âWhat if he does?â
âItâs a trapâ¦.Nothing will change even if Duke Metis makes a fuss in Congress.â Fabian spat out a cold response as he expected the scenario that would happen.
âThe game will begin after congress is over.â
After everyone gathered, someone had to announce the start of the game, and Fabian was willing to take the lead first.
âAnd within 15 days, all the problems will be settled.â
âMaybe ⦠yes, I hope.â
But, Fabianâs expression wasnât that great. It wasnât like him who had always been confident because he had never been defeated.
âYour Majesty will win anyway.â Serus said so, but there was something he had not yet known.
âIâve never thought Iâd lose.â
Fabian hesitated and delayed the war because he had a fear that he had never felt before.
âBut, I donât want to win this time.â
ââ¦What?â
Fabian got up from his chair at the same time with Serusâs surprised voice.
âI donât care whether I win or lose, because this battle is to protect the people who are precious to me.â
Now Fabian had found a meaning in his life that couldnât be compared to the Emperorâs duties.
His life, which had been in black and white, was now painted in brilliant colours. Now, he had cherished his heart more than his life, so he didnât want to lose his conscience.
âRemember thatâ¦As long as you keep that in mind, winning or losing doesnât matter anymore.â said Fabian. His words sounded as if he were telling himself.
âThis is the first time Iâve been in a fight like this. Iâm not sure if I can help.â
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Fabian laughed briefly, listening to Serusâ honest words. âThe same goes for me.â
Fabian always wielded his power to dominate and make others obey him. But what he had to do now was the opposite. Perhaps this was the most difficult form of war for him.
âSo never, I wonât back down.â
It was his pledge, as a man, not as an Emperor.
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