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    “This is the last question. Why on earth did you do this?”

    Even Ernst, who realized Isabella’s purpose, could not understand the reason at all.

    The reason why a woman who has everything destroys everything she owns, even killing her children.

    Before swinging the sword, you had to lift it.

    “Are you not going to even show respect to your mother anymore? That’s sad. How did you grow up to be such a rude child? I never raised you like that… .”

    Isabella frowned and twisted her body in an exaggerated manner. Still, it was a very playful attitude.

    As if all of this was just entertainment for her.

    Ernst held the blade to her throat.

    The cool silver touched my transparent, white skin.

    “I have no intention of letting you talk nonsense. Answer me! Why are you trying to destroy the empire, Isabella Benes!”

    “Reason? The reason… . That’s right, it’s fun too.”

    Isabella stroked the blade pressing against her neck.

    With delicate movements, as if pleasing a man.

    “Fun? Now, did I say fun?”

    Jin’s sword body is trembling.

    Ernst’s anger pierced Isabella’s skin.

    The nape of the neck that was torn by the blade turned red.

    “Don’t make such a scary face. Of course it’s not a joke, right?”

    Even though blood was flowing down her collarbone and soaking her chest, Isabella smiled calmly.

    Without any sign of pain or fear, with a bewitching expression that even oozes ecstasy.

    It was an absolutely terrifying sight.

    Ernst’s fingertips trembled with a chill that felt like something cold was penetrating his heart.

    “As you said, there is no reason. But is there a reason why I should tell you that? Holding a knife to the mother’s throat… To my son who grew up as a bad kid.”

    Isabella grabbed Ernst’s sword body.

    Blood flowed along the hand once again.

    “If you’re curious, how about holding me in my arms and whining like you did when you were little? If you make me happy enough, there’s nothing I can’t tell you?”

    Isabella stroked her blood-stained breast with her right hand and stuck her tongue out at Ernst.

    “No nonsense until the end… !”

    Ernst’s patience was at its limit.

    There was no point in talking any more.

    It was clear that Isabella was only going to repeat the mockery and not give a proper answer.

    Cutting off all lingering regrets, Ernst finally swung his sword.

    Isabella’s head was cut off in an instant.

    —-

    “Ha… . ha… .”

    Ernst let out a rough breath and looked at the scene he had just committed.

    ‘It’s over, right? So simply… ?’

    On a gorgeous bed, a naked, headless woman was lying twitching and twitching.

    Blood flowed out from the cross section of the neck, staining the blanket red, and dirty marks continued to appear between the legs, which fluttered as if they had been electrocuted.

    The head rolling on the floor was completely covered in the pale excrement it had spewed out.

    It was a disgusting and ugly death.

    The mother’s body cut up with my own hands. Ernst turned his head away.

    Because it seemed like memories from a long time ago, when I was young, were coming back to me.

    Displeasure was weighing heavily on his chest.

    It wasn’t something I regretted. It was something I had to do, something I definitely wanted to do someday.

    It was just faster than he thought.

    For the revenge of Josef and Matthias, for Leonor’s future, and for the well-being of everyone in the Empire.

    He gave up his life and cut down his mother.

    ‘With this, the throne will belong to Leopold.’

    No one will follow the prince who killed his mother.

    If it were claimed that Isabella had an intention to destroy the empire, how many people would believe it?

    It was something that even Ernst himself could not have guessed.

    Since Isabella’s goal was to start a civil war, it was fortunate that it ended like this.

    Since the tragedy of the prince murdering his own mother has occurred, the three princes’ faction will be scattered like a flock of rats in a disaster, losing both their heads and their cause.

    If that happens, Leopold will be able to ascend to the throne quickly and without any hindrance.

    Once Ernst himself is dethroned through parricide, he will be the only successor, so there will be no need for a vote.

    Once the government is stabilized, we will be able to somehow block even if foreign races invade.

    As long as there is no civil war, the fairies will remain silent, and the two remaining races are not enemies that cannot be defeated if the imperial army and the electorate army cooperate.

    ‘I guess we have no choice but to leave Leonor to Princess Aishangior.’

    Isabella’s words made me a little anxious.

    His tone seemed certain that the Eastern Ka`hars would invade.

    If they tear up the peace agreement and turn back to being an enemy country, Princess Aishangior’s position will also be quite difficult.

    I have a reputation that I have worked hard to build… Maybe there won’t be a big problem.

    In any case, it was no longer a matter for which he could be involved.

    Ernst sighed and looked at Isabella’s body again.

    His still smiling face was covered with bodily fluids and shiny, and his empty eyes were looking up blankly at the sky.

    Was it his last regret or courtesy as a child?

    Ernst picked up his mother’s head.

    There was something sticky on his gloves, but he didn’t care as he faced the severed head and spoke his last words.

    “It is natural retribution, so there is nothing to feel unfair about. Go first and wait. Even on the day I follow… Because there isn’t much left.”

    There’s no way Leopold will leave him alone, so his remaining life won’t be long.

    In the end, I couldn’t figure out why I did this… This was enough.

    When my father died, my defeat deepened, and with the death of Matthias, the battle was already lost.

    Since he was able to kill the culprit behind everything and protect only Leonor, he must have done enough to make up for his defeat.

    okay. This was his last job.

    “Isn’t that too early?”

    “What… !”

    Ernst was startled and dropped his head.

    Because the severed head smiled and spoke to him.

    The head that fell on the blanket spun around and faced Ernst.

    “What the hell. what… !”

    “Ernst, Ernst. It’s too much to cut off its mother’s head without hesitation. My throat and chest are so sore that I feel like crying.”

    Bloody tears flowed from Isabella’s eyes.

    A severed head cannot speak.

    Because I left my lungs and vocal cords in my torso.

    So what exactly is happening now?

    Ernst took a step back without realizing it, a horrifying phenomenon that was no different from the devil’s prank.

    The next moment, pitch-black darkness rose from Isabella’s corpse.

    Magi.

    A curtain-like demonic force so thick that it was impossible to see beyond it engulfed Isabella’s body.

    “Magi, said… ?”

    Suddenly, the words he had said to Leonor flashed through Ernst’s mind.

    Although Isabella’s actions were compared to those of a monster… I never thought that would be true.

    I had never even imagined it.

    Still, I thought the species itself was human. How could he have known that he was not human from the beginning?

    I was finally able to understand why she wanted to destroy the empire.

    ‘Was it because he wasn’t human from the beginning…? !’

    must be killed

    Gritting his teeth, Ernst swung his sword towards the demonic curtain that was rippling like waves.

    Jin’s blade cuts the demonic energy in two.

    The cut darkness disappeared as if melting into thin air.

    There was nothing beyond that.

    Only the cut sheets were loose, and there wasn’t even a trace of blood left on Isabella’s body, which had been lying there just moments before.

    ‘It’s gone… !’

    “Shall we play tag?”

    With a voice so seductive that it seemed as if you would melt, something licked the back of his neck.

    Ernst reflexively turned his body and swung his sword.

    The tip of the sword that flew out was caught by something and stopped.

    “It’s dangerous.”

    I hurriedly tried to pull it out, but the sword body that was held tightly did not budge as if it was stuck in a crevice in the rock.

    Grasping the handle of the long sword with both hands, Ernst looked at the woman holding his sword.

    The woman who was his mother just a moment ago and who was a dirty corpse just a moment ago.

    Brilliant blonde hair wriggles like a snake.

    The surging demonic energy wraps around and flutters like a dress around my clean naked body without a single scratch or stain.

    The purple eyes gave off a mysterious glow.

    “… Mine. No, is it a witch… !”

    “There’s nothing you can’t say to your mother, right? It’s not wrong, but.”

    Isabella stuck out her tongue and laughed.

    The long tongue went down to the bottom of the chin and wiggled.

    Ernst broke into a cold sweat.

    witch. It was a being that only appeared occasionally in history books.

    Monsters who sell themselves to evil spirits and in return surpass humans.

    “No matter how much she was a witch, there was no way she would survive even if her throat was cut by a true silver sword… .”

    Jin-eun breaks the magic spell and disperses the demon energy.

    Even monsters cannot recover from wounds inflicted by a true silver sword.

    This was not an attack that living beings like demons or witches could ignore, as they might have been spirits that moved even after their heads were cut off.

    “I’m curious… ? You will find out right away.”

    Isabella stuck her tongue out and laughed, pointing at the wall with her fingertips.

    A room where the Norigae that had been kicked out earlier were gathered. From there, shouts erupted.

    “Huh! what is this! The head!!”

    “What the hell is this… !”

    Something fell down, and the sound of something like a ball rolling on the floor rang out one after another.

    The six men were scared and screamed.

    Strangely, the woman’s screams were not heard.

    “It’s a little noisy. It would be better to let it marinate.”

    Isabella waved her finger, and the commotion in the next room suddenly quieted down.

    This was followed by six more rustling sounds.

    “How do you feel? Ernst, because you have a good head… Can’t you guess how this mother survived?”

    “No way… .”

    A chill ran down my spine.

    Considering the screams coming from the next room, there was only one answer I could think of.

    “Death itself was passed on to someone else… ?”

    “Okay. That’s the correct answer. As expected, like my son, he understands quickly. … It’s a shame. If only I were a little less intelligent… I wouldn’t have dared even think of pointing a sword at this mother.”

    [Farewell to the underworld]

    A secret art of resurrecting oneself by passing one’s death on to the person with whom one’s body is mixed.

    It was one of the powers she received from the evil spirit.

    “There is no way something like that would be possible… !”

    “It’s possible. It’s not up to you to decide what’s possible and what’s impossible, Ernst.”

    Ernst let out a sigh.

    He couldn’t figure out the identity of the power, but that made the situation all the more desperate.

    Because I had no idea what principle that resurrection was based on or how many more times it would be possible.

    Even so, I had to fight.

    His mother was a monster.

    A witch who seeks to destroy the empire, eat its children, and spread death throughout the world.

    It was a being that should not be alive.

    “If one death isn’t the end, just repeat cutting until it dies!”

    “Try your best?”

    Isabella laughed at her son and spread her arms wide.

    A wave of magical energy stretched out like a whirlpool and crashed into Ernst.

    Ernst gritted his teeth and awakened the power of karma.

    The blessing of the feat descended on his body.

    The power of a master.

    The best possible state for current humankind.

    However, in the face of darkness that surged like a tsunami, this was nothing more than a faint candlelight.

    Darkness fell over him.

    A nightmare from which I will never wake up.

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