67. Because I’m a bit of a green frog
at Hesete’s palace.
A secret meeting of the Supreme Council was being held.
There is only one agenda.
It was about the future of the third prince.
I mean, it’s a future move, but in reality, it’s the last place to decide whether to kill or save the 3 princes.
The king with a gloomy face was seated at the highest seat.
“Your Highness. I apologize, but it’s too risky to procrastinate any longer. On the day when neighboring countries find out about the deterioration of the 3 princes… I may be stigmatized as a royal family hiding a demon.”
“That’s right. You can’t hide forever. Also…”
Instead, he sighed briefly and continued.
“……There is no improvement, isn’t it?”
On the other side, a different story emerged.
“You haven’t looked all the way!”
“If you give up, you will become what the demon wants. We must clearly show that we will not give in like this. Be strong, Your Highness!”
“We will work harder to find a way!”
The meeting continued for several hours.
The conclusion was a dodol table.
opposite for the same reasons, and for the same reasons
Marzio III covered his forehead.
That’s all right.
Yes, both were correct…
So, the decision was not made easily.
For the future of this kingdom of Hesete, and for all who live under the prestige of this kingdom of Hesete.
Considering them, it was right to boldly cut the heads of the three princes and show the resoluteness of the kingdom.
But before being king.
as the father of a child.
The words to cut the child’s throat couldn’t bear to cross the throat.
It’s already been over 3 weeks that time has been dragging like that.
soon one month.
The ministers also showed signs of uneasiness.
‘I must stand upright so that the country will not be shaken…’
The worry of Marzio III was evident on his face.
At first, he also showed a stronger appearance in order to save his son.
But as time passed, the hope faded.
Now I was starting to wonder if it was right to let go of my son.
……It was because I was tired.
A son possessed by an evil spirit who was imprisoned deeper than prison and screams every day.
It’s time to dry the blood every day in case it leaks out.
3 The queen is getting more and more crazy about the prince.
Everything was like hell.
He rubbed his temples and opened his mouth.
“Give me one more day. Then I will make my decision.”
“……”
“……”
To see that mighty king look so weak.
Eventually, the deputies also took a step back.
“I am embarrassed.”
“I am embarrassed, Your Highness.”
Although he said he was thinking about it, Marzio III’s decision was already in a state of standing.
‘It must be greed that holds on to our Mior… even more.’
at the time the meeting was over.
The king’s confidant came closer and reported the news from the outside.
“Your Highness. Lord Creighton wants to see you.”
as soon as the words are over.
Quaang!
Marzio III hit the table violently.
“What? I’m sure I said I’d beat you if I came back!”
Everyone was busy paying attention to the king’s anger.
At least, Earl Harris, who was the closest aide to the king, carefully conveyed his opinion.
“Your Highness. On the day Lord Creyton left, he must have walked out that door with great disappointment. All the means he had brought with him were blocked.”
“……”
Even though Marzio III had a face full of anger.
He listened to Count Harris while shaking his clenched fist.
“The Lord Croyton I know is by no means a man who moves without measures. He is a scholar who calculates thoroughly and moves according to his calculations. If he asks to see you again, surely it is because he has found a different way?”
“Another way? You think there’s still some left?”
Count Harris asked the person who brought the news.
“Hey. Was there anything different about Lord Creyton from before?”
“Yes. Actually…… I came with strangers.”
“They’re seeing it for the first time?”
“Yes. And, this too…”
He took out a small certificate from his bosom and held it out.
But surprisingly.
“Gargent… Chancellor?…”
In that certificate, the authority of Baltras Kingdom, the great power of alchemy.
Chancellor Gargent’s name was written on it.
Who dares to have that seal?
It was a document I had never seen before in my life.
Marzio III muttered to himself while watching this.
‘What the hell did he bring…Croyton.’
* * *
‘Anyway, it was something that could not be used outside of the Hesete Kingdom.’
I didn’t regret using the seal given to me by Count Gargent.
In the first place, the seal was made to move comfortably in the kingdom of Hesete.
In addition, if he had been able to meet the king directly, it would have been enough to fulfill his role.
Thanks to that seal, I was guided to the King’s reception room without any restrictions.
“This is unexpected again. I can’t imagine he even had the notarization from the fussy Chancellor Gargent. It’s good that I didn’t see any blood thanks to that…”
In fact, the atmosphere right before I took out the seal was very bloody.
I don’t know what happened, but it was because the soldiers showed their lives to Croyton.
In addition, Kroyton tried to pierce them through magic.
‘It’s not just words, I almost saw real blood.’
Creighton shook his head.
“The more I look at it, the more I am surprised, really… Others say that when they see me, they surprise people every time they see me.
Because I wasn’t really curious about that feeling.
I sipped at the car in front of me.
It was definitely a royal tea, so the scent was pretty good.
After taking a few sips…
“Sir Creighton.”
The king made his appearance.
The expression on his face looked very displeased.
“What have you done? Did you come back to kill the three princes again? With the status of Count Gargent on your back?!”
The question seemed to have a lot of meaning.
I don’t know what happened between them, but old feelings still seemed serious.
“……”
There was no sign of a conversation continuing between the two.
I stepped out again.
“Count Gargent doesn’t know what’s going on here.”
And one more word.
“Not yet, I mean.”
Hearing those words, King Marzio III’s eyes full of life turned to me.
“That word now. Is it a threat? You dare me?”
“Even if it sounds like a threat, I can’t help it.”
“Can’t help it? No matter how much Chancellor Gargent’s name is at stake, this is a statement that cannot be ignored!”
“I, too, cannot sit idly by what is happening. As a member of the Seven Knights!”
For the first time, Marzio III’s eyes fluttered.
“This, the Seven Knights…?”
“And also as a heretic inquisitor, with a duty to punish evil.”
“What… there is no one who holds both of those positions.”
“No, I guess.”
“That, you… you’re right…!”
Marzio III glared at Creyton with a face full of rage.
“Did you really want to kill my son? After all, you’ve been bragging about it outside and even bringing in outsiders! I didn’t ask for a little more time, Kreit!”
“That’s not the case, you know.”
“Do you know? Not at all! I don’t know at all! What are you thinking? What are you thinking in that centuries-old heart!”
Let the story go sideways again.
I stood between them.
“Whether there’s a misunderstanding between the two or whether there’s anything left to solve. It’s none of my business. I just want to get rid of that demon possessed by the 3 princes.”
“Only demons…… get rid of them? Is that possible?”
“If you don’t want to believe it. Shall I just go back? Of course, if I go back like this, eventually other people will come to visit me someday. I can’t guarantee that those who come at that time will handle things the same way I did.”
“……”
It was only then that Marzio III’s reason seemed to have returned a little.
“If I believe in you… is it possible?”
“Of course it’s not free.”
“……What do you want from me?”
“Can you give anything? For the price of your son’s life. Are you willing to pay any price? Show that determination.”
Naturally, such a ritual was not necessary.
If it’s just the treasury of this kingdom of Hesete, the kingdom of wizards…
‘Because it seems that ‘that’ is still there.’
I waited patiently for the king’s answer.
and after a while
Marzio III answered with a determined expression.
“I’m ready to pay anything. Even if it’s my soul!”
uh……soul?……
I don’t need anything like that.
Anyway, I was promised to pay for it.
“Guide me to the prince.”
That’s how we moved to the depths of the underground where the 3 princes were trapped.
* * *
3 The prince was lying on the bed, his limbs bound with chains.
‘It’s intense from the first impression.’
His face had turned pale, showing all the blue veins.
The eyes were wide open without focus.
rattle! rattle!
“Loose it! Loose it you bastards! Ha ha ha ha! Do you dare to tie me down with this? No! No way!”
He fluttered his arms and legs and did not stop the riot.
It was a scene that showed exactly what a person possessed by a demon is like.
The darkness of the underground without light and even the musty smell harmonize.
It was a delightful spectacle.
The king, Marzio III, looked at his son with a complex expression of heart.
The embarrassment of showing such a son to others.
laments about why this happened to him.
And resentment toward God who does not grant salvation.
It was all mixed up faces.
Marzio III fixed his gaze on the three princes and asked without looking at me.
“Really…is it possible?”
I also answered without looking at him.
“If it hadn’t been, I wouldn’t have come in the first place.”
And just like that, he put his hand on the forehead of the three princes.
“Hahahahaha! What are you going to do? To free me, cut my throat? I want to die? Hahahaha! Kill me! Kill me!”
“Well. I’m a bit of a tree frog. I didn’t want to do it when I was told to do it.”
I squeezed my hand through his head.
Everyone’s eyes turned to me.