Declaration (10)

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Everyone here knows that Amelda Cecilia attended as a kind of tribute. A product prepared solely for a member of the Imperial Family, Kalsein… Amelda knew this fact early on and fled to Astra, but she had no backing to refuse the sky-high orders of the Imperial Family. As an individual, Amelda was just a powerless girl.

There was a reason for offering her daughter to the Imperial Family. Of course, it was semi-forced without even listening to the person’s opinion, but the superficial reason was ‘improving relations’ with the Imperial Family. Just in time, she caught Kalsein’s eye, and if Amelda could smoothly form a physical bond, there was no reason to refuse, as they could improve relations and even carry on the Leonhardt bloodline.

But digging into the inside. In the end, it was lobbying to protect power. Even if the Marquis family showed strong power by encompassing the southeast, the land business that sucked the blood of the people and even the same nobles had to be aware of the Imperial Family’s mood.

Amelda Cecilia.

She was just one of the many tributes delivered in the process.

“Haa… Cecil. I don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you. Maybe it’s because there are uninvited guests, but you seem to shine even more. Especially this white dress…”

“……Eup.”

“I knew it would suit you.”

Kalsein’s hand reaches for Amelda’s nape. Amelda trembled and lowered her eyes.

“K, Kalsein-nim. Th, the gaze. There, there are many.”

“Where do I have to be aware of? This is my banquet hall, my day, and a luxury prepared solely for me.”

Kalsein whispered silently with hot eyes. And you are also an object prepared for me. It wasn’t heard, but it was heard. Amelda closed her eyes tightly and bit her lip.

The pouring indifferent gazes were disgusting. The gazes that didn’t see her as a person were scary.

Youth prepared for only one man. A flower that will be discarded if it blooms and withers. Amelda recalled her brothers receiving succession education and swallowed her resentment.

“Now, Cecil. Be good?”

Be good, Cecil. Listen to me. Amelda gasped convulsively at that one word. My beloved daughter, listen to me. It was because the voice of her father, whom she hated, overlapped.

She had decided to get help from Hairak and overthrow the family no matter how many years it took, but the fear planted inside her bound and tightened her body. Amelda followed Kalsein’s touch with a stiff body.

“Yes… like that…”

She wanted to swear and turn around right away, but if she shook off his hand and ran away, she would obviously be treated worse than a sex slave. The opponent is the 3rd Prince Kalsein. No matter how much she resisted with this insignificant power, her treatment would only get worse.

He might even want that more. A body belonging to Astra cannot be summoned arbitrarily. Unless it’s an ‘invitation’ like today. Knowing that, Amelda couldn’t resist.

She endures inwardly and prays to God. But even religion was a harsh world that sided with the powerful. Even if Amelda prayed to God, there was no answer.

She reaches out and struggles to a God who will not reach… but what’s getting closer is the face of a heartless man.

In the end, it’s endurance.

It was just endurance.

“……”

Suddenly, Yujin’s face was seen.

Rotten eyes that make you feel both beauty and fear at the same time. Others couldn’t look at him for more than 10 seconds and turned their heads, but for some reason, she couldn’t take her eyes off Yujin’s face. It was a sense of kinship.

Have you experienced something like this too? What kind of life have you lived to be able to make such eyes? But still, are you okay? Amelda glanced at Yujin and mumbled her lips.

“Cecil. Where are you looking?”

At that moment, Kalsein’s voice brushed past her ear. Her head is reflexively raised. She gasped as she saw Kalsein, who had already come close to her nose. Then, she reflexively opened her mouth.

‘Help me.’

However, no voice came out. It was because the wolf’s hand, which was trying to monopolize her constantly scattering gaze, grabbed Amelda’s cheek. Her gaze is filled with fear. Amelda didn’t have the courage to look at Kalsein, who was trying to covet her purity, so she closed her eyes powerlessly.

…….

…I wish I could close my eyes forever.

Like that.

That’s when she thought.

“…?”

The breath that brushed her nose stopped. The warmth that caressed her lips was not felt. Even the music that rang dizzyingly in her head disappeared. Amelda doubted her senses and opened her eyes.

Kalsein was still holding her back. Except that his gaze was slightly twisted. He stared at somewhere with a cold expression, and then said in an emotionless voice.

“…Lecante.”

Lecante.

Amelda opened her eyes wide and turned her head.

‘……Yu, Yujin.’

There was Yujin, emitting a fierce energy towards Kalsein.

It wasn’t murderous intent. It’s just that the energy he emits is too toxic. Even Amelda, who was breathing in the poison next to him, felt dizzy. But whatever the identity of the poison, the fact that can be clearly known is…

“The head of Lecante.”

…Enmity.

“In the name of Leonhardt, I command you. Withdraw your hostility.”

It was clear hostility.

• *

The music stopped.

The fact that the music stopped at the Imperial Palace banquet was, in itself, an insult to the host. Even if a fight breaks out, even if blood is shed in the process, the performance must never be stopped. The only situation in which they can put down their bows is when the music changes.

But the court orchestra put down their bows twice. It was truly a matter of being struck by lightning, but strangely, no one cared about that fact.

“In the name of Leonhardt, I command you. Withdraw your hostility.”

His one word plunged the banquet hall into silence. I endured the gaze heavier than a lump of iron and opened my mouth.

“What happens if I don’t withdraw it?”

“In some way… or even if it doesn’t go through your hands, someone dies. That way, a mountain is piled up with corpses, and one of you and I will become a mass murderer.”

“…That’s not a very welcome story.”

Kalsein, who stopped the soldiers running towards him, says.

“Are you going to kill me?”

“Do you see me as a beast?”

“If that were the case, your eyes wouldn’t look like you’re about to pull out a sword right now. Since it seems like it’s impossible to turn the atmosphere back anyway, I’ll have a talk. Why are you hostile to me? Is it because I made insulting remarks to the proxy of Lushellini?”

He looked at my left hand and spoke calmly. Unlike other stupid nobles, he knew how to distinguish things.

“To me, his existence itself is rude. Every time that bastard breathes here, my authority is undermined. But I left him alone. Weren’t you satisfied with that?”

Seeing Shuriel retort so clearly, it is quite rude in itself. A little smaller than the brilliant sun of the Empire… Thinking about it makes me want to laugh. But wisely, I didn’t laugh out loud.

“3rd Prince-nim.”

“Yes. Tell me. Just as you did, I will gladly listen.”

I said to Kalsein, who was holding Amelda in his arms and speaking passionately.

“First of all, I will make it clear. I do not support the 4th Prince Hugo.”

“That’s the best thing I’ve heard.”

“But that doesn’t mean I support the 3rd Prince-nim.”

“…Cancel that. I was happy for nothing. So what made you feel uncomfortable?”

Surely it’s not because I insulted her husband. Kalsein muttered. I ignored Kalsein’s sarcasm and turned my gaze.

“Amelda.”

A powerless girl asking for help.

Raise your head.

“Cecil? Why Cecil?”

I listened to Kalsein’s question and fell into thought for a moment. I think about what lines to say. Let Amelda go? It’s too classic a line. It’s not like I’m a dragon who kidnapped a princess… Then should I solve it like a noble? I’m offering a better deal than Amelda. Then what should I give? A golem that is well known to the public?

……

…Haa.

‘…Tsk.’

Since when have I been considering these things? I let out a big sigh of helplessness and said.

“I don’t like it. Let her go.”

“……What?”

Kalsein’s face hardens.

“Amelda. Let her go. That’s all I want.”

And it’s terribly distorted.

“Is that all you have to say after setting the mood like that? My ears aren’t broken, are they?”

“No. You heard me correctly.”

“I was so nervous because I heard you built a city in one night, but you’re just crazy.”

• Tuk.

Kalsein let go of Amelda with a very angry expression. Amelda, who was released from his arms, staggered and fell.

“Ah, eup…”

I used telekinesis to pull her up and support her just before she hit her butt.

“…I, I’m sorry. Because of me.”

Amelda apologized with a pale expression. I roughly accepted Amelda’s apology and nodded. The conversation with Kalsein is not over yet.

“What are you going to do now? Are you just going to leave? After ruining someone else’s birthday party like this?”

“Of course not. I even brought a gift for his birthday. I’m sure he’ll like it. Enough to revive the excitement.”

“I hope it’s not a bluff. So, Red Witch Yujin. What kind of gift did you prepare for me?”

Red Witch… It’s a nickname I used when I was an adventurer. It means he did some background checks. I didn’t care and turned my head.

Terrace. I measure the height from the street to the banquet hall. Unfortunately, the height was slightly insufficient to capture the entire city in my eyes.

“What are you doing?”

“I was expecting the Empire’s best banquet hall, but it’s not as good as I thought. So I’m thinking of fixing it a little.”

I reach out to the sky.

• Kugung.

A huge vibration shook the banquet hall, and the nobles staggered. I fixed the tables and decorations piled with food so they wouldn’t collapse, and then reached out even higher.

• Jjeojeojeok…

Woojigeun. The sound of something tearing. I kept reaching out without paying attention. Then, after a few minutes, everyone here began to look outside the terrace.

“G, get out of the way!”

At that time, a brave man ran to the terrace. He muttered, bristling his hair.

“Clouds?”

What you see now is… clouds.

His gaze was directed at the floor. Higher than before, now only the clouds can be seen on the ‘floor’.

“……It’s getting higher.”

I lifted the entire banquet hall.

“…This is.”

“Haa… The sky of the Empire was so beautiful.”

“Are you floating the banquet hall into the sky right now?”

“Isn’t the air so clear?”

Kalsein looked outside with a dumbfounded face. He was also fascinated by the beauty of the sky and trembled. Unless you’re a Magic Tower Lord, the opportunity to witness above the clouds as a human being was rare.

But, but… Considering who was lifting the banquet hall, he couldn’t just be immersed in emotion. If I dropped the banquet hall, everyone would be annihilated.

“Shuriel!”

I passed Kalsein, who was sweating coldly without saying a word, and shouted.