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Beatrice thought quietly.

The ashen-haired man wielding a fearsome sword was gnawing at Beatrice’s nerves just by his presence.

The feeling of pressure from a sword wrapped in mana is different.

Thinking like that, I unconsciously tried to push him away with the power of the royal family. I tried to stop him.

But it doesn’t work.

Because of that man’s presence, the mana in this area is out of control.

The mana of others, which had been moving according to Beatrice’s will as if bowing her head, now rejects her intervention.

“The dark magic bloomed and I felt the power of the turquoise eyes,” said Louis.

“Are you doing something ridiculous?”

He said it with a smirk, but honestly, it was a bit overwhelming. Even for Louis, maintaining this level of power wasn’t easy.

He took a step forward, protecting the peacock and collecting the dark magic.

At that sight, Beatrice instinctively took a step back.

Don’t come…

Why did it turn out like this?

The Empire’s strongest knight had a murderous intent as strong as his strength. Its root was hatred. The hatred that knew no end was directed at Beatrice.

Beatrice, who was facing all that hatred, was afraid, resentful, and sad.

Why on earth…?

Why do I have to be treated like this?

The Duke of Mainer, who I thought would be somewhat communicative, had his expectations crushed.

‘You have no rights.’

The Duke’s cold voice filled Beatrice with despair. What did I do wrong to deserve this?

Is it right to be hated like this just because you’re a member of the royal family?

It seems that no one feels a twinge of conscience for taking away their poor younger brother, a younger brother who knows nothing, just because he is the descendant of the Emperor.

I hate it.

I hate the world.

iced coffee.

Beatrice, this is how you felt.

The original you were like this… so sick and in so much pain.

No, I’m suffering like this. I’m suffering so much, I can’t stand it, just like in the original… I’m living like I am now.

I didn’t expect any kindness. I just wanted her to listen to my story. But I realized that was too much to expect.

“Haha… , huh, hehehe… ”

Beatrice, who was taking a step back, began to laugh softly.

The Duke and Louis just watched the painful laughter quietly.

“… Do you think I wanted to have a body like this? Do you think I wanted to have eyes like these? ”

It was a fucking possession. I even had vain imaginations that it would have been less painful if I had been possessed by a saint or Daniela.

“I hate you… you guys, that writer who’s laughing somewhere, and this fucking world!”

The writer, the duke felt uncomfortable with the princess who was babbling incomprehensibly.

The princess who was venting her anger right now was definitely the princess he had been searching for his entire life. Although, she wasn’t exactly the same person.

But now it’s the same.

The woman before my eyes has finally decided to throw everything away and live according to the destiny led by her flesh…

“You won’t acknowledge me? Then there’s nothing I can do. I’ll display your heads in the Imperial Square. Then, everyone will know who I am, and how terrible the words of the traitors who betrayed us will be.”

With a maddening voice, he snapped off the pendant hanging around his neck.

Gooow-

The darkness deepens.

And then the sight of the woman in the dress laughing mischievously disappears, and a traitor in pitch-black armor appears.

The eyes that resembled the Green Emperor’s once lonely light shone again inside the helmet.

All I wish for is destruction.

You will never find mercy like that of the Green Emperor.

The princess is thirsty for blood.

*

Louis saw the princess with her cloak fluttering.

Although her beautiful appearance could not be found in her tightly hidden appearance, her unique, captivating aura was still felt.

And I couldn’t hide the bright blue-green eyes that seemed like they could swallow up the world.

It was a windless room, but the swirling darkness of the royal family caused the cloak and Louis’s ashen hair to flutter.

“That’s horrible.”

I thought of the Emperor. And the darkness that took Isabelle away.

“You brought the relics, right?”

The duke asked urgently.

I trust Lewis, but I had to prepare for variables.

“Of course. I always carry it with me.”

“The source of the royal family, the moment you show signs of using the power of the beginning, you will need the holy relic. I may not even notice, but you will. I believe it.”

“Don’t worry… I can’t promise.”

The two people who were so lighthearted became serious. It was such an important moment.

There aren’t many people who know about the power of the beginning. There are only a few people, including two.

In fact, I feel that even Louis and the Duke would have been better off not knowing.

“But I think the princess probably doesn’t realize that power. At least she can’t use it consciously. Otherwise, you would have fallen before I even got there.”

“… I guess so.”

The primordial power rules over the human mind. It knows neither the principles nor the process. It only knows the results.

“I thought you’d be good at it since you commanded some pretty powerful followers, but fortunately, you’re not.”

“Maybe this is your last chance.”

“Even if we miss, we still have the sword and the holy sword. Don’t push yourself too hard.”

“… I don’t want that little brat to get blood on his hands. I’ll catch him.”

Only a holy sword or high divine power can counter it. That is why ordinary people without divine power have no choice but to rely on holy relics.

At that moment, the princess inside the helmet whispered. She spoke softly, but it was heard clearly.

“There’s a lot to say.”

As she stretched out her arm encased in armor, the darkness around her became sharp spears. Dozens of spears were created.

Swoosh-

A volley of dark spears appeared in an instant and poured down towards the Duke and Louis.

“Looks like we’re going to have to fight while carrying a load again!”

Louis swung his sword with great force. Following the sword’s trajectory, the powerful mana countered the spear of darkness.

And again, swing it hard and swing it again.

It was big, but delicate.

Wherever the delicate sword passed, Louis’ mana and sword energy remained. In that state, he took on all the darkness pouring down sharply.

The darkness heading towards the ‘lump’ was also not missed.

“… … ”

Beatrice weaved her magic without much agitation, this time using pure mana.

Hellfire.

It’s a super high-level magic that I knew about, but had never used before.

“!?”

Louis felt an unusual wave of mana. At this level, it was like the magic of a great magician.

An unquenchable flame burned.

The small café that was the duke’s resting place was instantly engulfed in flames. It was a magic that was no different from a curse. The strong, malicious fire of hatred for the opponent spread as if it would engulf everything.

“Damn! Are you the same age as Aesong?”

He’s only a first-year student at the academy. But he uses magic that can turn the tide of the war. Even considering that he’s a member of the royal family, it’s an extreme level.

Louis said, raising his sword with both hands beside the Duke.

“Chris, I told you to capture him alive if possible, right?”

“… That’s right.”

The Duke nodded, his eyes filled with an unnatural flame. If it weren’t for the mana surrounding Louis, he would have already turned to ash.

“It seems a bit overwhelming.”

It means die or be killed.

“I can’t help it.”

He reluctantly answered. He had no choice but to kill the woman who was the Emperor’s daughter, but was also Isabella’s daughter.

It seems that Isabel’s will to save her daughter will not be kept.

It will never be known whether the senior’s daughter is a demon who does not know love and only knows how to manipulate people’s hearts with the power of the source.

So it was complicated.

Part of the oath can be kept. If the princess does not know love, he asked to be killed.

A princess shrouded in such evil darkness, a princess who rules over many retinues, it is hard to imagine that she is following in the footsteps of the previous emperor.

Even if there was a possibility that she would take a different path from the Emperor, even if there was a possibility that her daughter would create a different story, as Isabelle had wished.

There is no way to know for now.

“There’s nothing I can do… ”

Because it might kill the Duke of Idaeron and Louis and destroy the world.

chuck-

Louis glanced at the duke, who was trailing off, then raised the sword he was holding with both hands above his head.

His secret technique that he will one day pass on to Karl.

The essence of pure sword, the pinnacle of nothingness.

Whoosh-

It contained the epitome of simplicity and was cut down.

Louis’ silent slash threatened to cut through the sky. The brutally silent sword energy cut through all the flames.

The flames that had been burning the area were instantly divided into black smoke.

‘Louis…’

Beatrice saw the sword approaching, cutting through the flames. She muttered the name of Louis, the strongest swordsman in the empire, in her mind.

‘I hate you, Louis.’

When I read the original, I liked it. I respected the teacher who took care of the sword with a light-hearted appearance. At that time, I read the novel with the sword’s feelings.

But not anymore.

‘What did I do wrong to deserve this creepy sword aura?’

This is a secret weapon that I have read and am familiar with. It is Lewis’ secret weapon.

How did Unknown block this sword energy, and what kind of pain did I feel as I received this sword energy…?

Beatrice recalled.

How strong she was in the original, wearing a mask.

How he brought despair to the empire.

And I saw.

Knowledge of the original, battle experience, full magic, imagination, and lastly, the fighting spirit to encompass it all.

Beatrice is intent on overthrowing all that heavy hostility that dares to weigh her down.

Swish-

Raised his hand.

He raised it to eye level so that his black-gloved hand could be seen.

In that state, he clenched his fist.

Chojajak!

It wasn’t just her fist that she held.

“… … ?!”

Louis stared blankly as the arrow he had sent was cut off.

Space.

The princess’s cold anger finally tore through space.

The fierce sword energy that was reaching out towards her was broken down into the smallest unit of mana and disappeared.

“I wish you despair.”

Beatrice walked across the once neatly tiled floor.

“Just like I did.”

He approaches Louis and the Duke in a place that cannot even be described as ruins.

She is unknown.

The original villain.

He who sows despair and death.

The only chance to dispel the darkness, the Holy Night, ended up giving birth to darkness.