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    Faced with strong opposition from the Baltarian Empire, Emperor Boern eventually gave up on the invitation.

    The alliance meeting ended peacefully.

    There was no reason to cause unnecessary trouble in the current situation.

    Edanant, the person involved, was also reluctant to make a pilgrimage to the sanctuary. Therefore, the Holy Empire bowed down for a while to avoid as much as possible the conflict with the warrior chosen by the oracle of the One God.

    “Hehe, as a lowly servant of the Earth Mother, it is very deplorable. Even the warrior and the saint did not visit the sanctuary in the end… . I never thought even Lord Edanant would refuse.”

    “Who would like a city full of embers and ashes?”

    A middle-aged man with a generous look said while sighing.

    The girl with flowing silver hair opened her mouth in a bitter voice.

    “It looks like you have a close relationship with Sir Edanant.”

    “We have solved many cases together in the Baltaria Empire.”

    In response to Boerne’s question, which hinted at a close relationship, Zeveline shrugged her shoulders and meekly acknowledged it.

    The wild dogs of the Holy Imperial Kingdom have probably already completed their investigation.

    A lie that is clearly revealed will arouse deep suspicion.

    Therefore, he calmly accepted it from the Emperor.

    “Despite receiving the glorious splendor of receiving the grace of the One God, refusing to prevent the sanctuary is undoubtedly an act of disregard for the divinity of the Earth Mother and the majesty of the Holy Imperial Kingdom. I think that even if it means putting pressure on the Baltarian Empire, they should have Sir Edanant as a guest of honor in the sanctuary.”

    The cardinal, dressed in deep red robes, flashed his monocle and spoke.

    There are no exceptions.

    The new warrior of the Holy Imperial Kingdom must prevent the sanctuary.

    As if to prove his stubborn nature, his determination not to compromise at all stood out.

    “Do you intend to continue to stay in the empire? It’s taking a lot longer than expected.”

    “Because we haven’t found Beatrice yet.”

    Several months have passed since then.

    Following the disappearance of the second saint, the first saint also left her position, creating a huge vacuum.

    When will you come back?

    Numerous priests were waiting for Zebeline’s return.

    In response to Boerne’s question, Zebeline shrugged her shoulders and showed disapproval. The saint’s blunt and cold expression seemed to clearly indicate that she had no intention of returning to the Holy Empire.

    “I trust that you will not ask me to pay a courtesy visit to Lord Edanant, Your Holiness.”

    “Of course not. How could you be so rude to the first saint?”

    Hehehe-.

    Boern burst out laughing.

    Jebeline gave him a suspicious look.

    “The day when the Demon Lord of Death, resurrected from eternal rest, will arrive in this world is getting closer. To prepare for that time, we plan to mobilize the entire power of the Holy Kingdom.”

    “It won’t be easy. There is no saintly party anymore… .”

    “It is truly deplorable. It’s really unfortunate.”

    “… … .”

    The Demon Lord of Death will soon be resurrected.

    The nightmare comes back again.

    The nightmare of death that had covered the continent was waiting for the moment of resurrection.

    Boern let out a mixed sigh and expressed regret.

    How many lives have been fleetingly lost until now? The ruler of the Holy Empire took the Rosario with his eyes filled with heavy regret. It was one of the habits I noticed every time I thought about it.

    “It could not be possible that the second saint of the Holy Empire is behind the second coming of the nightmare of death… .”

    “… Your Holiness?”

    Know.

    The saint’s party is planning a revival of fortune.

    How on earth,

    How on earth do you know?

    How could Boern, who was peacefully concentrating on his work and reading the Bible in the Holy Emperor’s office, detect that the saint’s party was behind the misfortune? It was something that could never have happened.

    Zeveline looked at the castle with astonishment.

    “The Earth Mother told us through an oracle.”

    “Yes? The contents of the trust are… It was probably just a message about a new hero.”

    Wasn’t it just a message that Edanant was appointed as the new warrior of the Holy Empire and that the disaster god of death would soon be resurrected?

    There was clearly no information related to the saint’s party anywhere.

    “There is an inside story that was not disclosed at the alliance meeting. It is the second oracle given by the One God. This is the special command of the One God given to the lowly servants of the Holy Imperial Kingdom.”

    “… … .”

    Second Trust.

    There is another oracle given by the Earth Mother.

    The reason for not revealing it to the public was probably to use it as a secret weapon to be revealed someday.

    It felt like I had been hit in the back of the head.

    I was so confused by the completely unexpected twist.

    Zeveline felt a heavy nervousness constricting her breathing. The fear that the Earth Mother’s oracle, which I thought was barely over, was not yet over seemed to pierce my heart like the tip of a sharp knife.

    * * *

    The capital of the Baltarian Empire, which had been devastated by a cultist raid and a rebel offensive, began to be restored smoothly.

    The imperial palace regained its splendid solemnity.

    And the city center that had been devastated by the disaster was restored, making it easier for citizens to enter and leave.

    Perhaps after two months, all traces of the incident will be completely erased.

    After hearing the very satisfactory report that restoration to its original state was imminent, Barbarossa immediately set out to the hunting grounds to show off the health of the empire.

    “Hahaha! It feels refreshing to be outside like this! I thought I was getting a little sore from dealing with sneaky guys at the table!”

    The emperor, riding on a black horse with a black mane, smiled brightly and spoke.

    I could feel the sincerity in his expression and voice.

    It must have been a sense of freedom that the alliance meeting where the kings of each country gathered had ended safely.

    “When are you planning to hold the wedding?”

    “Probably… I’m thinking about spring or summer next year.”

    Every time the emperor called me, he would ask about his wedding to Ludmilla.

    I feel a sense of desperation.

    This time, I felt motivated to get a definite answer.

    Of course he was sincere since he was marrying off his second daughter, who was well over 27 years old. Barbarossa was more serious than ever when he asked about the wedding.

    ‘I wouldn’t have been this serious when discussing the third race war… . ‘How sincere are you?’

    Voila!

    Actually, it was a lie!

    There is no way he could marry an old maid who is four years older than him.

    -If you say that, you will be chased for the rest of your life.

    It was already too late to take a step back.

    When the scandal involving the beautiful princesses spread throughout the imperial capital, their fate was virtually sealed.

    “Mila is finally getting married! It would have been great if the Empress had seen Mila in her wedding dress… .”

    “… … .”

    I looked at the emperor with a bitter smile as he thought of the empress who had passed away at an early age.

    hmm.

    I guess I can’t stop talking about myself anymore.

    If you dare to break off the engagement, the Hohenberg family will be wiped out this time. Without any extenuating circumstances, the Marquis would be reduced to ashes.

    “Let’s just leave this alone.”

    “Yes, I understand.”

    Was hunting really the purpose?

    Or maybe the purpose was to confirm marriage.

    The sun slowly began to set.

    The hunt, which mobilized a large number of people, did not end until nightfall.

    Upon returning to the castle with the emperor, a princess with gorgeous blonde hair appeared. Elisabetta, who must have been waiting for her father to return, came walking towards her, holding a wet towel.

    “You sweated a lot, right? Hurry up and take it.”

    “… Yes.”

    It is a cold, wet towel.

    He probably rushed over as soon as he heard the news of our arrival.

    While keeping a close eye on the emperor, he carefully accepted the wet towel that Elisabetta gave him.

    As expected, the emperor reacted rigidly to his youngest daughter’s actions, which felt like one-sided favoritism. Her face was overflowing with regret at being pushed aside by her daughter, whom she raised like a golden girl.

    “Did you catch a lot of game? I was at the hunting ground for hours on end.”

    “I got enough money, but… .”

    “Show me how much you caught!”

    “Yes.”

    You seem strangely active today.

    Did something happen?

    The tomboy princess showed deep interest when she saw the wild animals she had caught at the hunting ground. My father, who came back from the hunting ground, continued to cling to me as if he didn’t care.

    “Didn’t you sweat a lot? Here is a wet towel.”

    “Keuhum! The burden is enough!”

    He handed the wet towel he received from Elizabeth to the emperor. Then the emperor answered bluntly, clearly showing signs of discomfort.

    You’ve already pouted enough.

    Judging by the thorny expression, it seemed as if he had reached the stage of great anger.

    “Bow your head for a moment. I’ll clean it for you.”

    “It’s okay.”

    “I told you to bow down quickly.”

    “… … .”

    Elizabeth took the wet towel from her hand and slowly began to wipe my face and the back of my neck.

    I felt a cool chill.

    Is it because of the cold wet towel?

    Or is it because of the emperor who looks at the scene with sharp eyes?

    Despite the imminent situation, Elisabetta smiled brightly and focused on her role. I was receiving a lot of skinship from the villainess who was just as attractive as the heroine, but unfortunately, the timing was the worst.

    Crash-.

    The emperor, who was holding a shotgun, grabbed the barrel.

    He seemed to be contemplating whether to pull the trigger or not.

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