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I humbly request you.

Although I am terrified of disturbing your sentiments by writing, I muster up the courage to write this petition in the hope of praying for the well-being of the Empire.

As the acting Duchess of the House of Arkaden, I am familiar with the prophecy that has been handed down to the Imperial Family.

Just thinking about a witch causing such great trouble to the empire makes me shiver.

But last night something truly bizarre happened.

The former Duchess of Arkaden’s biological son was under the protection of a class not of this world.

Things that are difficult to describe in words followed the child and tried to harm me.

If this isn’t a witch, then what is?

The suspicions are growing as the witch is being cared for by an immigrant tribe that even the Duke dislikes.

Although I am persecuted and tremble in fear every moment, I will simply submit my complaint and wait for His Majesty the Emperor to make a decision.

-Acting Duchess of Arcaden. Attila.-

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The reason why Letia was able to survive for 7 years while being neglected. And the reason why she didn’t get caught by Baekryeon even though she had a huge nosebleed the night before.

It all came from Letia’s power.

The spirits of the dead were drawn to her of their own accord, and cared for their masters within the limits of their ability to interfere with the material world.

Letia was the queen of the dead.

A being that rules over death and is the antithesis of life. So it was inevitable that Bernacien’s health would rapidly deteriorate.

Since death is carried in the womb, life cannot be taken away from her.

So, what is the Queen of the Dead doing now?

“Sir─ah!”

“Letia…”

“Wow!”

“It’ll be difficult if you rebel like that…”

… The Queen of the Dead was in the bathroom, throwing a tantrum while taking a bath.

Since when did Letia become bothered by bathing? It is rare for a child to enjoy bathing, but when she actually encounters it, she is extremely embarrassed.

Letia, who was not satisfied with just sitting on the floor, lay down on her stomach.

Baekryeon, who witnessed this behavior, was seriously worried about Letia’s future.

‘I wonder… if I’ve been whining too much?’

He had never once pressed Letia. He had been positive about everything she said and supported her no matter what she did. But I think I had heard before that this kind of parenting was the worst.

‘… Should I scold him? In a situation like this?’

I have no idea. There is no one I can ask for advice. But Baekryeon’s heart was too weak to choose the option of scolding this child.

In the end, Baekryeon chose to appease Aeduri.

“Letia.”

“Why?”

“… This is a game.”

“Are you gay?”

“Yeah, a game. It’s a game to see if Letia can close her eyes tightly and quietly count numbers.”

“Uh…”

Letia pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. Then Baekryeon pushed Letia’s lips back in with her finger and added.

“If Letia wins the game… Let’s see. What should I do to make Letia happy?”

“Letiane─. It’s okay, it’s okay, doing it.”

Letia stretched out her arms and shook them up and down. Baekryeon understood the meaning of her cute gestures perfectly.

“Then the compensation will be decided by airplane.”

“Bihanki Choa─ah.”

After receiving Letia’s permission, Baekryeon carried her into the bathroom.

I found a pretty good excuse.

The game served as an effective means of calming Letia’s tantrums.

From this point on, Baekryun and Letia’s daily lives were always a series of games.

As the days went by, Letia became more and more interested in games, and she suggested games for even the most trivial things.

Perhaps the reward at the end of the game was sweet.

Above all, Baekryeon always played games that she lost to Letia, so it seemed that Letia perceived games as a convenient means of getting her demands met.

The peaceful time passed by so mercilessly.

Occasionally, news came that Attila had been invited to the palace, and that Hereis had come to stay there after him.

No one found that strange.

It was a world where it was common for great nobles to entrust their lands to administrators and live in the capital. On the contrary, Hereis, who devoted himself to work, was an unusual case.

If Attila’s decision was needed, all he had to do was send a letter to the capital.

The daily life of the mansion went on peacefully even in the absence of their master.

Not knowing that it was the calm before the storm.

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Inside the dungeon, as autumn approaches.

“Coolook!”

The woman coughed up thin blood. Her breathing was rough and her body temperature was cold. The woman who was used to sitting on a soft sofa was now lying on the hard stone floor.

“This is… This is not what I wanted…”

The name of the woman who was lamenting was Attila. Her appearance was utterly miserable, as her power had disappeared without a trace.

When I first set foot in the palace, I was living in a fantasy.

It was a moving achievement for a woman who had been a mere bar employee to enter the center of the empire.

I didn’t know it then. I had no way of knowing.

After spending a sweet night in the palace, I woke up in a dark and stuffy room with bars. I mistook it for a nightmare and abused my body several times.

However, the miracle of waking up from the dream did not happen. Instead, it only brought about the appearance of realizing one’s own situation.

After that, the days of being interrogated about the existence of witches continued.

I heard that Herais is also being detained and questioned in the same way.

He says that the one who confesses the truth first will be able to survive.

Of course, Attila confessed everything he knew without taking a breath, including tax evasion methods that had nothing to do with witches and that I had not been asked about.

Then one day, I came out of the dungeon and went to see the emperor.

Attila trembled in fear before the appearance of the absolute ruler. Then, the Holy See of Netherto personally approached Attila and handed him a wooden box.

“This, this is…”

“Open it.”

Attila slowly opened the chest with his rough hands.

“Ugh, euaaah!”

A terrible scream rang out. Attila convulsed as if he were going to flip over, sending his ship flying into the sky.

Boom, boom.

At the same time, the items in the box rolled across the floor.

“Ugh… Sob…”

The identity of the item was the supply of Hereis.

Where did his torso go? Duke Arkaden, with only his neck remaining, greeted the miserably smooth floor.

The emperor, who had been watching the situation with pity, opened his mouth.

“You’ve been fooling the royal family for a very long time.”

“Yes, yes…?”

“Bernassienne Arkaden. A duchess of unknown origin who appeared as if she had fallen from the sky without any connections. The imperial family investigated her background, but they were unable to obtain even a shred of information. ”

“Be, are you talking about Bell…? Why Bell…”

“You’ve kept the secret that the woman was a witch well hidden until now. Your master, who knew the prophecy.”

Witch? Belle…?

This is my first time hearing this. Seriously, I don’t understand a single thing.

I sent the complaint in the hopes that only two people would disappear.

Letia and Baekryun. If only those two disappeared, my life would be perfect.

What if Letia wasn’t a witch? An idiot like that is just a weakling that the royal family can get rid of if they find it objectionable.

But… what?

Belle was a witch? Then… does that mean her biological daughter, Letia, was also a real witch?

‘Where, what, how, where did it go wrong?’

If what they say is true, Attila has strangled himself.

It is like bringing shame upon a family that could lead to the destruction of the entire clan.

Her quest for more brilliant power pushed her into hell.

“Please, save me…”

“There are no exceptions. I called you here only to inform you of the reason why you must die.”

The emperor gave a cruel order.

“Please hit me.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

At that moment, the sword of the Holy Netherto flashed.

A clean, unadorned cut left a flat cut across Attila’s neck.

Attila was a devil.

They suffer from unbearable hunger and thirst and crave food. However, their desires are endless and they become greedy and greedy, eventually spitting out everything they have swallowed.

The woman who knew no satisfaction met her end in the most dignified and highest place in the world.

In the execution grounds of the devil, the heavens of the empire speak.

“Good work.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“We should erase Arkaden from history.”

“That’s what I mean…”

“You will lead seventy-two knights and a thousand knights to correct the imperial errors.”

Arkaden was a wealthy member of the imperial family.

The one who favored Hereis and bestowed upon him the title of Duke was the imperial family, and the one who summoned the warriors who stayed there was also the imperial family.

So, it had to be erased thoroughly.

According to Attila’s testimony, the warrior who should be subduing the witch is actually protecting the witch.

The witch’s power was already a headache, and now there’s the variable of a warrior. Any half-assed decision will only backfire and cause concern for the future.

The royal family has already claimed to be in an age of peace by putting forward fake warriors. If the real warrior’s actions of protecting the witch are revealed, the foundation of the royal family will be shaken.

A hint of uneasiness invaded the depths of the Emperor’s consciousness.

“Is it possible?”

“Don’t worry. It’s just a lump of blood and a dulled sense. The teaching you gave me is too much.”

“… Is that so?”

“We will go out immediately as soon as the holy works scattered throughout the country are called together.”

After paying his respects, the Holy See King Neterto left leisurely.

The memory of my murdered and incomparable wife, Mirelda, whose face was now growing increasingly cloudy, suddenly came to mind.

A dim-witted boy who entered this world in exchange for killing Mirelda. He goes to kill the child he hates inside.

Although his body was old, his experience and ability were excellent.

The fate that announced the end strode forward with great strides.