It was a time when Elizabeth, Zero, and those who had taken refuge as Viscount Kitten were spending a relatively peaceful time.

A man from Rynstead, shrouded in darkness, suddenly entered the Lord’s castle.

The citizens of the city were unaware that all the members of the Warei Viscount family had died and were peacefully asleep.

Using magic to conceal himself, the man entered the Lord’s room, which only allowed entry to those of the Warei family lineage.

“…….”.

As only those who inherited the bloodline of the Warei family could enter the Lord’s castle, the castle was silent.

Kieran Warei lay beside Benedict, exactly as he had fallen when touched by Benedict’s spirit.

His body, freed from postmortem stiffness, was no longer in a praying position. Observing the awkward posture, the man clicked his tongue.

The man lifted Kieran Warei’s body, laying him down neatly.

Silver hair. Pale skin like snow-covered mountains.

The colors of the man and the deceased Kieran Warei were exactly the same.

However, the commonality did not end there.

“…Brother.”

Lifting the thick hood, the man’s face was revealed under the moonlight.

Surprisingly, his face was exactly the same as the deceased Kieran’s.

The man spoke to Kieran with an affectionate expression, as if he were addressing a living Kieran, even though he was already dead.

“I’m glad you understood, Brother.”

While tidying Kieran’s disheveled hair, the man spoke as if singing.

“I mentioned that all members of the Warei Viscount family would be executed without exception after Prince Louis ascended the throne, right?”

“…….”.

“You already failed once because of that Sienna woman, and you admitted you would fail again. It was comfortable that Brother understood and accepted everything.”

“…….”.

“The souls that you and Brother dedicated to the family, I will use them well as offerings. Don’t worry. With this, I will exterminate all humans.”

The man hummed a tune while reminiscing about Kieran’s last moments, not in the insane psycho state he showed to the zombies but with an expression that was tenderly speaking to Kieran.

Kieran, after listening to the man’s story, was only surprised and did not oppose the man’s insane plan.

〈…Can this curse really kill all humans in the empire?〉

〈Yes.〉

Kieran, who became a helpless prisoner in Rynstead, was exhausted both physically and mentally.

The burden of slowly rebuilding the family’s freedom from scratch pressed down on him.

Thinking of the loyal cooks of the Warei family who believed in the family, he pretended to be more venomous than he actually felt, but…

Hearing the words of his only twin brother, he let go of everything.

〈If what you say is true, I will eventually fail in rebellion again, and in the end, I will become the culprit who kills all my family members.〉

〈Yes. Because of you, our family will face death instead of freedom.〉

〈Because of me…〉

Facing Kieran, tormented by guilt, the man made a proposal.
“If, according to fate, I’m going to lose my life anyway, wouldn’t you offer it as a sacrifice for me, and to fulfill the family’s long-cherished wish?”

The man drew lines like a snake with eyes as sharp as a salamander.

“A sacrifice…?”

“Brother and the people of this house are going to unleash tremendous revenge on the empire. We will personally destroy the strengthened Caladia through our sacrifices.”

“…Risking our lives as sacrifices? If I cast a curse, what will happen?”

“You can bring forth a hell beyond imagination.”

Smiling like an angel with a beautiful appearance, the man, with ecstatic eyes, said he could turn this world into a hell.

“The curse I created is ‘this time’ perfect. If the blood of both you and the entire Warei family is offered as a sacrifice, even the strongest person will be driven into a corner by the monsters created by the curse. They will be overwhelmed by the majority.”

The man was confident that he could successfully execute his plan.

Kieran quietly nodded while looking at the man.

“…This path may be the best, considering a future without hope.”

If the future is unattainable, it’s better to ruin it.

At that moment, the man’s face was dyed with ecstasy.

It was a mad expression with an intense smell of madness, but Kieran didn’t care.

He himself, who participated in this insane plan, asking to draw an even more perfect hell, was also a madman.

“I will ask forgiveness from the family members. You, after destroying the Hwangseong, come to me. Then, as you wish, I will offer my soul as a sacrifice.”

“It’s a promise. Inevitable.”

“It’s you who’s inevitable.”

And so, the deal was made.

The man promised to come to Kieran after keeping his word and taking his life.

Upon hearing the news of the fall of Hwangdo from the man, Kieran laughed, as if crying or smiling, making eerie sounds.

“Hahaha. Ahahaha!”

Crying and laughing with tears, Kieran asked the man to take his soul as promised.

“Thank you, Brother. The ancestors of the family will be pleased.”