“Wait patiently. He’ll try everything, and if it doesn’t work, he’ll return exhausted.”

“I sincerely hope everything goes according to Carolina Sun Empress’s plan. One thing.”

Princess Isabella gently shook the fan and looked at Carolina Sun Empress.

“Even if it doesn’t go according to the plan, don’t forget our promise with Estrera. Since we’ve moved our troops, we should receive corresponding compensation.”

Carolina Sun Empress also looked at Princess Isabella, silently placing her teacup down.

The meaningful gazes of the two women collided in the air.

“Of course.”

Aaron came out of the tent with a stern expression.

Since the incident, he thought his brother had given up while keeping silent, but he never expected to be hit in the back like this.

Aaron shook his hair roughly with an annoyed hand, but the sticky feeling wouldn’t go away. It felt like Del needed to stroke his hair to get rid of this uncomfortable sensation.

I need to tidy up quickly.

Send a messenger to my brother, send my mother back to the estate, and when the new negotiator arrives.

As Aaron, who was planning various things, walked urgently, he heard hurried footsteps.

Just like the footsteps he heard in the Valeria Gardens.

It was a piercing and unpleasant sound.

Aaron’s irritated gaze fell on Colin’s pale face.

“What’s going on?”

“The messenger sent by Vice Commander Dyke has arrived.”

Dyke?

A shrewd sense passed through his entire body.

The voice going out had become sharper on its own due to the bad feeling.

“Speak.”

Colin took a deep breath and exhaled like releasing a breath.

“King and Queen Ioventi were assassinated.”

Aaron gritted his teeth.

Was this the reason for the ominous feeling?

But with the subsequent report, Aaron was speechless.

“Traces of our Stellreicht gun were found at the crime scene.”

The air around them chilled in an instant.

A chilling wind brushed against the heart.

In Valeria Gardens, Delia, soaked in juice, came to mind.

Just like the crimson liquid flowing from her heart when hit by a gunshot.

The residue of the bright red liquid that flowed cruelly.

Rud’s composition echoed through the Ioventi Grand Ballroom.

Women, dancing slowly to the poignant yet refined melody of the string instruments, scattered fine fabric in the air.

Spiced fish dishes accompanied by matching drinks, sweet cakes, and fruits.

A splendid feast was unfolding before their eyes.

Even the members of the Senate, who opposed the revelry soaked in pleasure, had been cleanly swept away.

Everything was in a satisfying state.

However, Alfredo, sitting on the throne, did not relax his expression.

The lone survivor among the eleven members of the Senate, the Revolt, chuckled and asked.

“Do you still think about Princess?”

“Of course. She’s my sister. I care about her.”

At Alfredo’s words, the Revolt burst into a bitter laugh.

Does Alfredo really have the right to use the word ‘sister’?

But the Revolt skillfully hid his expression and poured a drink for Alfredo.

“Where on earth has she disappeared to? It’s been almost a week since she left the Rieste Harbor.”

Alfredo stared at the dancing women with a stern expression.

The envoys from Phober seemed to be floating between the fluttering fabric like adult fairies.

“I’ve contacted each port; news will come soon.”
Alfredo expelled Delia from Ioventi, as promised with the dead members of the Senate.

Although it was called an expulsion, there was a separate real purpose.

“It seems like King Pheber is quite angry, isn’t he?”

“Probably.”

There was no way to regain the throne without any cost.

Phober’s king demanded many things as offerings in exchange for dispatching troops to Ioventi and driving out the imperial army.

At the top of the long list of offerings was Ioventi’s princess.

For the strong alliance between Ioventi and Phober, Delia was needed.

Just as Delia played a bridging role in the alliance between Ioventi and the Stellreicht Empire.

“Where on earth did she disappear to?”

Alfredo had sent Delia on a ship bound for Phober, enjoying peaceful days.

However, yesterday, angry messengers from King Phober rushed into the Ioventi royal castle.

They rudely exercised force against the king of another country, warning them.

The gifts that were supposed to arrive had disappeared.

If the gifts were not sent quickly, all promises would become invalid.

“There must be an accomplice helping the princess. Could it be the captain of the guard?”

Thanks to Captain Jer, who handed over what he had seen and heard, they could exile the princess.

Because he guaranteed the identity of those transporting the body, they could secretly infiltrate Phober into the royal castle.

Although he played a significant role in this plan.

“I’ve never thought of him as someone joining us. He seemed more interested in something other than our plan from the beginning.”

Alfredo shook the glass, listening to the doubt from the Revolt.

“Even so, there were Phober soldiers on the ship. It would be difficult for the captain of the guard alone to handle it.”

Alfredo, who had a headache from considering various possibilities, glared at the glass.

As if it were Delia herself.

“My only sister has deceived me to this extent.”

Alfredo grabbed the glass tightly as if squeezing his throat.

“Why on earth does King Phober want Delia? If he wanted jewelry, he could have asked for it and sent it anew, and if he wanted artifacts, he could have sent artists. Why her?”

Alfredo drank the contents of the glass in one go.

“Why her of all people.”

The Revolt refilled Alfredo’s empty glass.

Phober had ample political reasons for demanding Ioventi’s royalty.

They were eyeing the chance to cross over to the Hoshitamtam Continent.

The conflict with the royalty of the continent was the best pretext.

But for Alfredo, who was immersed in his emotions, it was unnecessary to bring up this story.

The Revolt responded to Alfredo with a bitter smile.

“Perhaps he wanted to see the beautiful princess just once.”