Everything had been thrown away, and there was nothing left to throw.

“What are you thinking! No, do you even have thoughts? Like an immature brat. You always thought your father would clean up after you like this…”

“Well, that’s enough.”

“What?”

Jeremy, who had held the thrown object in his hand throughout the Emperor’s relentless tirade, took out the rosary he had been holding, twirled it around, and smiled.

“If you’re so burdensome, just abdicate. Well, what if I’m immature? Termina’s master has always been Termina.”

“You, impudent brat! Do you even know what you’re saying?!”

He had always been considered less than a bug underfoot.

If you hit him, he endured silently, and if you gave him a scolding, he endured silently—Jeremy Termina’s role was always to endure everything silently.

But what is he talking about now?

Eclif couldn’t properly connect his words due to his scattered thoughts.

“You! You!”

“Even my father did the same thing as I do. No, I can do it better.”

Twirling the rosary in his hand, Jeremy laughed.

“I will never kill Balok. That’s all. I will treat him well. This time, the current Balok has an extraordinary personality. That kind shouldn’t be treated as my father did. You have to gently coax and accommodate them.”

“What are you saying! Is this what you call words? A crown prince who doesn’t know authority!”

“Authority? What’s the point of that? Who can protect Termina without Balok? Have you forgotten? This throne, this empire, everything was given by Balok?”

The blue eyes were engulfed in madness.

Jeremy wiped the mess on his face with one hand, blurred by blood and tea, and shouted.

“But! Twice now! Trying to harm Balok? Are you in your right mind?”

“Jeremy Termina!”

“Get a hold of yourself! There is only one Balok, and that’s Julian Balok! It’s not Cyrus! With no other successor left, if something happens to the only remaining Balok, what will become of this empire?”

“Who said anything about killing…”

“Did you think I wouldn’t know? If you’re so casually thinking about killing and eliminating, did you really think I wouldn’t know?”

“You damn brat!”

Blinded by the dripping warm liquid, Jeremy couldn’t see properly.

His vision was entirely red and distorted, making him properly irritated.

“Just stop it! If you’re going to go crazy with your nonexistent love story, then just die along with it!”
“What?”

“At the end of every sentence, it’s ‘Empress, Empress, Empress.’ All you do is talk about embracing death and becoming a tragic figure as the Empress! If you loved her so much, why didn’t you die together?”

“Guards! Guards! What’s going on? Come in and remove the Crown Prince immediately!”

“But we couldn’t die together. Actually, I didn’t love her.”

The Emperor’s office fell silent as if death had descended.

“Cyrus showed interest and stole her, didn’t he?”

Jeremy, who was shaking his shoulders with a smirk, laughed ironically.

“Throughout generations, anyone who sees the black-haired and blue-eyed Balok nobles can’t help but be fascinated. If you’re from the royal family, everyone has shown interest. The Elizer Marquis, who is a relative of the Empress, from… ”

“Stop it!”

Snap.

Jeremy, who was swaying his shoulders, took the full force of the Emperor’s fist and fell flat.

It was a powerful blow that momentarily darkened his vision.

However, Jeremy didn’t stop laughing.

Collapsed on the floor in a mess, he burst into laughter.

“It really was true in the world.”

“…What?”

“Father really did, didn’t he? I thought it was just a floating rumor.”

Jeremy, who stood up swaying, casually shook his head to clear his vision.

“The reason he treated Bianca so harshly, knowing that Cyrus showed special affection to her?”

“Ridiculous.”

Eclif belatedly denied, but Jeremy had already heard the necessary stories.

“I remember. Whenever Bianca cried alone in the sponsor’s office, Cyrus was always there with her. Even though he rarely came to the capital, he was strangely intimate with Bianca.”

“…”

“Come to think of it, I remember this too. Father. Whenever Cyrus entered the palace, Bianca always made a distressed expression.”

Eclif sighed lightly and didn’t say anything.

“Finally.”

Jeremy, like a comedy actor, elongated the end of his words and whispered.

“I let Bianca into the room where Cyrus was confined. Even though I intended to kill him. Don’t deny it. The only ones who could enter that room were Cyrus’s aide and Bianca. If Father hadn’t closed his eyes, how could she have entered that place?”

It’s unbelievable.

Jeremy, who laughed with a creaking sound, wiped away tears while looking at the Emperor.

“How can you be so overwhelmed? If it were Termina, facing Balok, whose stiff jaw could bend so flexibly.”

I really don’t understand.

Jeremy, who talked as much as he wanted, swept the rosary he held in his hand.

“Anyway, thank you. I thought it would take another twenty years. But thanks to Father losing patience and having a fit in the meantime, the long wait is no longer necessary.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I told you. Since you didn’t want to do it, I’ll take the position myself.”

Reflexively, Eclif seized the Emperor’s crown.

“Guards! Do something! Arrest that traitor immediately! Commander!”

“Don’t shout. People will be here soon anyway.”

“You arrogant brat! Guards! Bring me my sword!”

He shouted with his veins bulging in his neck.

“I will execute the traitor immediately!”

That’s when it happened.

As he shouted with his veins bulging in his neck, someone supported the staggering Jeremy through the open office door.

“Your Majesty.”

Seeing the bloodied appearance of the Crown Prince, Parmesan frowned.

“Stop this, please.”