Chapter 299

Chapter 299

Translator: yun

I froze in place. Glancing at Rebecca, I noticed that she too had a similar expression on her face–as if she had not expected this to happen either.

I quickly controlled my expression. I then swept my hair back roughly before raising my head.

“When and from where did you hear this news?”

“His Majesty had declared it this morning to all the high-ranked templars and officials.”

In the novel I was familiar with, Castor had become the emperor after Julian’s coup. In fact, according to the novel, Castor had been the one to stop the coup. That was why no one had opposed his ascension to the throne.

‘Cause they’d die if they did.’

When he ascended the throne, the Empire became one taken over by the tyranny of a dictator, the tyrant.

How did the emperor feel about Castor’s ascension? I had vague memories of it. It was either something I had forgotten or was never mentioned in the novel in the first place.

In fact, the present relationship between the emperor and Castor was strange. The emperor hated Castor. And Castor also hated the emperor. However, the emperor acknowledged Castor’s powers as the Heir of the Lord. It was evident from how he continued being the Crown Prince. Castor would also heed the commands of the emperor who was weaker than himself.

“It’s strange. Why did the emperor lose his powers?”

“He spent them controlling Castor. He had decided to use his son in order to prevent the end of the Age of Gods.”

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“The emperor had taken everything Castor loved. He then killed him to kickstart the curse. He had planned on sacrificing Castor after he had gotten stronger from repeating his lives to the crystal.”

However, the emperor failed and with all his remaining strength, he managed to place Castor on the palm of his hands as a beast.

“Castor couldn’t die on his own or refuse the emperor’s orders till the emperor passed.”

Because of the emperor, Castor had been cursed and repeated his deaths. But from some point, he managed to escape his repeated deaths.

“Castor had become the embodiment of the Lord of the Gods.”

The Power of the Lord was a power that grew as the number of deaths experienced increased. As a result, Castor had grown stronger than anyone else.

“Castor, he is a monster born out of the Empire’s, the emperor’s greed and ambition.”

However, the emperor was handing the throne over to the son he tried to sacrifice to the crystal.

Was he placing his son on the throne to keep him under his control since he couldn’t kill him? It was strange.

‘It’s probably because he had no idea where the sword that was Castor would point towards.’

If Julian was to enter the picture, the relationship would only become more bizarre.

Julian Pollux Kaltanias.

Like the Crown Prince, the 2nd Prince was a powerful contender for the throne. He was a gentle and warm person who was much like King Solomon in that he willingly embraced everyone who approached.

Even in the novel was familiar with, he thought pleasantly of Castor who was his rival, and had felt sorry for Amor and taken care of him.

The emperor cherished the 2nd Prince. In fact, no one could understand why the emperor, who was so obsessed with the Power of the Lord in hopes of saving the Empire more than anybody else, would care so much about the son who was a non-templar.

‘The funniest thing about this was that Julian had betrayed him and started a coup.’

But the affection he had showered him with was sincere.

Look there, despite being the mastermind behind the coup, he was only imprisoned in the northern tower. He might have been imprisoned, but he was still alive. Fleon had died for his sins.

It was a terribly twisted relationship.

The emperor had lost the son he cherished and turned the monster he created out of a son into the emperor. The one who had dreamed of peace had been imprisoned. Every other prince had died or gone missing. The reasons behind their disappearances were also unexplained. All that remained for this land was the worst ever tyrant who would destroy it in the future.

“Soricks. When will the Succession Ceremony be held? Has it been decided?”

“Yes. It will be held...”

I slightly frowned at the date.

‘There isn’t much time left till the ceremony.’

It didn’t feel rushed but it was soon. But it was going to be held sooner than this.

“We had first planned on holding it a week from now.”

“A week? Isn’t that too early?”

“Yes. The templars argued that it’d be one of the biggest ceremonies held in the Empire so it has to at least go through some kind of preparation period.”

Considering how there was opposition even under such a threatening atmosphere, it must have been a very important ceremony. Well, it was something decided by the emperor.

“Princess, he is the mastermind behind the coup. You could be putting yourself in danger.”

“That’s why I have to travel there in secret.”

Glancing at Soricks, I noticed him frowning as if he had found himself in a dilemma.

“Most of the templars who had been following the 2nd Prince had been imprisoned, right? But there’s still the ones who got off lightly.”

Because imprisoning them all would cripple the political affairs of the Empire.

“Will they choose to follow the emperor? Or the Crown Prince? Even if they choose to follow someone else, are they going to be sincere?”

“Do you plan on hearing something from the 2nd Prince?”

“Well. That too.”

I smiled before knocking on my diary.

The prince I had been living in the Imperial Palace with for decades yet had not met once, would he have something for me once we met for the last time?

‘No, even if he doesn’t have anything, it doesn’t matter.’

I could just make up a reason to meet him. And while thinking about it, I recalled the words I had forgotten from a long time ago.

‘I’m sure Hernan was the one who said it.’

Slowly, I was reminded of his pale face.

“The Crown Prince does not kill in front of the 2nd Prince.”

The soulful gaze felt so distant now.

I quickly shook my head. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to go anyway.

‘There’s nothing I can do now.’

It would be enough for me to find out the reason behind Hernan’s words.

“Are you sure you want to go?”

Soricks scratched the bottom of his chin. He looked worried.

“We’ll get things ready.”

Rebecca, who had been staring at me with mixed feelings, lowered her head.

“You won’t listen even if I try to stop you.”

A few days later, on the day I was headed for the North Tower, Rebecca spoke as we walked down the hallway.

As I was wearing my mantle, I glanced at Rebecca. Before I awakened, I had to look up to see her face.

“I knew you wouldn’t listen, that’s why I hadn’t said anything.”

“Are you mad?”

At my words, Rebecca glanced at me.

“What do you mean by that? Getting angry here will only undermine me.”

“You make it sound like I’m just going to mess around.”

“I’d rather if you just mess around. But, mistress, what you’re doing now is causing a scandal.”

Her words pierced me, the one who had been hurt again and again.

“A few days ago, you returned with a blue bruise on your neck. You never revealed who did that to you.”

“There’s nothing you can do even if you find out who did it.”

The day Deros grabbed my neck, he left a blue bruise on my neck. Fortunately, the bruise had disappeared soon after. Because I had Amor’s medicine.

“Before you get hurt, you should think about how not to first. You’re not actually a moron, are you? For how long must I continue nagging at you about common sense?”

She continued indifferently. A banquet of words spouted from her lips.

“... Rebecca. I’m too old for your nagging. Go back to how you were before.”

Fleon, Dane and Lord Ray were gone. Because of that, it felt as if Rebecca’s nagging had tripled. In a way, thanks to her nagging, I couldn’t feel my loss.

‘Funnily enough.’

I shook my head before stepping out.

“After those three had left, I’m just doing my part.”