Jerr felt the strength gradually leaving his hand from the Princess’s hand on his neck.
“And you know better than anyone, don’t you?”
She, who was in a place where she couldn’t even look up, could finally see and touch now.
However, it was insufficient.
To pull down the lofty Princess of Ioleti to where he was, it was far from enough.
He had to pull her down more, even lower.
“Your Highness’s decision was not purely for Ioleti.”
If she had left it as it was, she would have married the enemy’s commander and become a queen.
It was clear that she wouldn’t even be given a chance to protect from the side.
So she tore it apart.
She tore apart the wings of the butterfly that was about to take flight.
The fine powder that fell from the torn wings sparkled like a trace in the darkness.
She was cruelly beautiful even in the moment of falling, dazzlingly desperate.
“You cannot say that there was no affection for the mighty Supreme Commander of the Empire.”
“How dare you.”
Delia’s entire body was trembling.
Certainly, it couldn’t be said that she had no affection for Aaron.
A person so beautiful as to be dazzling and so strong that it overwhelmed the surroundings.
When such a person looks at everything with determination, it was impossible to reject that intense gaze.
The person who made her the only existence in the world.
She wanted him desperately, almost to the point of madness.
The moment she acknowledged her feelings for Aaron.
Delia became a princess who betrayed the country.
“You made a wrong judgment by being infatuated with the formidable Supreme Commander of the Empire.”
“There was no other choice.”
“Under the pretext of subjugation, you allowed imperial interference in internal affairs and officially accepted foreign forces on the land of Ioleti. Your Highness, the Princess.”
“There was no other choice but to accept him.”
“The Crown Prince, who is the next king, would never accept the existence of the subjugation agreement, wouldn’t he?”
Delia’s arm dropped.
Even the last trace of anger was lost.
Blood flowed from her shattered heart.
“Her Majesty the Queen opposed it because she expected such conflicts. Didn’t Your Highness, even knowing it was wrong, make a foolish choice by falling for the Supreme Commander of the Empire?”
Vulgarly.
Even though Jerr didn’t utter a word, it echoed as if it resounded loudly in her ears.
Beautiful memories with Aaron were tainted with an ugly color.
She was just a vulgar princess who played with the enemy.
“So what?”
Even if that’s true.
Even if I made the wrong choice.
Even if I fell for him and made a choice to betray Ioleti.
“Do you think what you did will be forgiven?”
Delia’s pupils froze rapidly.
Regardless of the reason.
At this moment, it was clear that he, who should protect her, had ruined her.
The hand that had momentarily descended turned toward Jerr’s throat again.
It had to be drawn with a knife.
She didn’t know that bringing weapons to the conference room would be so regrettable.
In the moment when Delia was squeezing Jerr’s throat with all her remaining strength.
The conversation between Delia and Jerr was blocked by someone.
“What’s going on?”
There were two Imperial soldiers patrolling around Wongsung.
Why was the Princess, who should be in the conference room, standing in the corridor in front of the conference room?
Moreover, alone with the Commander of the Ioleti Guard.
The Imperial soldier who was surveying the situation with a puzzled expression stiffened his face.
He felt the unrefined, rough flesh of Ioleti’s princess.
She was the only Duchess of the Stellitz Empire, and the wife of the Supreme Commander.
Whatever happens, she must be protected.
The Imperial Army quickly exchanged glances and gripped their guns.
“If you give the order, we will handle it.”
The moment Delia was about to give the order, her body was suddenly pulled.
She staggered as if she would collapse from a strong impact ringing behind her head.
Balancing herself by leaning against the wall, all she could see was Jerr’s broad back.
“What are you doing?”
Jerr, who had been passive towards Delia until now, changed his demeanor the moment the Imperial Army appeared.
He firmly grabbed one of Delia’s arms, pulled her forcefully, and securely confined her behind him.
As if he were the commander guarding Ioleti’s princess.
Jerr shielded Delia from them, concealing her as if she were hidden from their view.
“Dare to touch the body of the future Duchess?”
“Step back, or we will open fire.”
Jerr laughed loudly, shaking the corridor as if mocking the Imperial Army’s threat.
“Duchess, huh.”
The princess of Ioleti considered an enemy’s Duchess.
It was an arrogant misconception of the enemies.
“You have no right to overstep the one you should not cross.”
The Imperial Army, who had been quiet and obedient until now, tensed up at the sudden change in the attitude of the commander.
Approaching cautiously, they checked the safety of the captive princess.
“Commander Jerr, please step aside. We will take care of the princess.”
Ignoring their warnings, Jerr drew his own sword.
Still, one hand extended behind, firmly holding Delia’s arm.
The one who couldn’t dare to touch, was held by her.
He couldn’t hand her over to them again.
He couldn’t make the same mistake again.
“Let her go!”
Despite Delia fiercely hitting his back and kicking, Jerr steadfastly protected her.
“Step back. I will take care of the princess.”
He had done everything, even resorting to desperate measures, to keep the princess from them.
Recalling the bodies of the king and queen he brought into the palace, Jerr clenched his sword tightly.
“No.”
Clang!
Along with Delia’s scream, a sharp metallic sound echoed through the palace corridor.
Red blood spurted from Jerr’s face and chest.
For a moment, a eerie and bizarre silence filled the corridor.
The air seemed not to flow in the frozen corridor.
As the last strength supporting him disappeared, the Imperial Army slowly kneeled.
There was a knife stuck in their chests.
A gracefully curved crescent moon.
The knife that brought the death of the Imperial Army was pulled out, returning to its owner.
As the last strength crumbled, the Imperial Army collapsed to the ground with a soft sound.
Blood flowed, staining the corridor.
“What the hell are you?”
When the Imperial Army fell, the figure behind them was revealed.
The villain clad in an inverted black cloak exuded a strong scent of death.
Facing the harbinger of doom, Delia trembled like a bamboo in the wind.
“What have you brought upon us?”
The lips revealed beneath the deeply pressed hood were undoubtedly smiling.
The eerie and cruel smile froze Delia’s heart.
“In this land.”
As a brilliant light shone down through the window, darkness seeped in.
The darkness clinging to the wall leaped off, stirring the air.
The solitary harbinger of doom multiplied as if it were self-replicating.
The corridors of Ioleti were engulfed in darkness.
Even the gods depicted on the walls lost their light, suppressed by the darkness.
“What have you summoned to Ioleti?”
The despair in the conference room was nothing.
Compared to the darkness they brought, it was nothing.
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