Create a reason to kill. Rufus asked Natalie, who didn't know how to return it, and she didn't move her mouth.
"Have you studied the genealogy of the Royal Family of Claytus?"
He frowned and nodded. From the time I brought out my own engagement story with Royal Claytros, I was looking into the extent of what the Lavée Empire could tell.
"I'm eager to study and it's very good. The royal family and the aristocratic lineage attached to it will be a very important person correlation diagram in national politics. So, what about Gerald and Feiris' mother?"
"... Queen Isabella, you're the daughter of the Duke." You were a cousin and a childhood friend. "
The spies of the Lavée Empire are pretty good, too.
"But when I gave birth to Princess Feiris, she died of poor postpartum fattening... surely at the same time, your sister Princess Laura died of illness..."
A long time ago, this king lost his wife and sister almost at the same time. Her sister, Princess Laura, was said to be weak and unable to live long in the first place, as most of the Princess Claytus was, but it would still be difficult for her wife and sister to die continuously.
Natalier changed his tone a little.
"... but I'm sorry for your loss for now."
"You don't have to worry about it. It was a long time ago. So, what do you think of this?"
"What... what?" I don't think he's actually living by sorcery.
I can't read the story. Rufus laughed as he sarcastically pushed back at everything he could think of to regain control.
“They definitely died. Especially since my wife killed him. I'll tell her."
I kicked my chair down and got up. My cheeks are peeling.
"... is it true that Queen Cleitos must be killed by the King or something like that?"
"Don't tell me that you're not the Dragon Emperor who kills the Dragon Queen as a shield every time." But there are similarities, I guess. Wherever, Claytooth and Lavée are the mirrors of love and reason. "
"Don't get me wrong in a profound way.... Prince Gerald knows about this."
"Do you care about your son?" Glad to hear it. - I know. I was watching it right in front of my eyes. "
Deep shadows shaded Rufus's eyes with a smile.
"Gerald doesn't want to be like me."
"Oh... that's right, a father who kills his mother in front of a child!"
“I have no choice. We tried to kill the goddess.”
Kill the goddess. Nathalie's excitement has cooled her into a behavior that most ordinary people can't think of.
My brother seems to have a dragon god inside him, and says he can see Jill. There was a dragon god. Even the goddess would exist. But trying to kill it is just a human being.
"I've always said that Isabella is a strong woman." That's why I was totally fooled. "
"... trying to kill the goddess for any reason?"
"Without thinking about the fruits of this country if you kill the goddess?"
Killing the Dragon God in the Lavée Empire would be like killing a dragon. Rufus smiled bitterly at Natalier, who could no longer argue.
"If you're weak, you should have told me you're weak." I wouldn't believe Isabella's strength, and I would have done well. Just like Gerald's trying to do now. But that was a mistake. She doesn't understand. Although we are the protectors of the goddess, we are only a substitute for the dragon emperor. "
"... I don't know what you're talking about, but please don't push me into such a role, son." If you're trying not to be like that, that's even worse. "
“It's just a fact?”
“But the truth is, I'm narrowing my possibilities. You, too."
Rufus rolled up his eyes. Nathalie gazed back bitterly.
"If they keep saying that, that's what happens." I know.... If you want to, keep telling me so I can be what I want to be. You didn't want to be a substitute, either. ”
It's just a self-harming act to check over and over again that you've become something you don't even want to be. Not to mention, if I were to put the same curse on my son, the same amount of pain would come back.
"Or would you be relieved if your son were to see the same thing?" --No, I don't think so. "
I don't know the content of the story, but there is something to tell.
I don't want to inflict as much suffering as I can on my son, who has the same role as me.
King Cratos. The hedonistic King of the South. Dragon Emperor's substitute. Guardian of the goddess. With various titles, he hasn't abandoned his father yet.
Drop your gaze on the floor. Somehow, I'm so angry - I'm going to cry.
"... you're just like Uncle Georg." I feel like I'm trying to sacrifice myself to protect something. "
"--Oh, that fake emperor who was slaughtered by the Dragon Emperor."
The eardrum was struck by a surprisingly soft voice, and I raised my face unexpectedly.
"It must have been a pairing, he said."
Rufus's expression could not be seen in the dark. But I can tell you're laughing.
"It must have been entrusted to the Dragon Emperor and passed away." I made a mistake, and I was persuaded by reason. It must have been my desire. The Dragon Emperor had such strength. You don't understand any of the love that makes everything right.... oh, I see. I'm living in a real Dragon Emperor era. I hate it, I didn't want to be aware of it. "
As always, I have no idea what you're talking about. However, I had a bad feeling in my enviable voice.
"Hey, what are you talking about?"
However, the question was overshadowed by the sound of the explosion and the loud yawning. From the bookshelf behind the staggering Natalier, the book fell. Natalie crouched down with her head in her arms, screaming a little.
But not a single book hit his body. It was wrapped in something soft - a golden magic power. I will look at the king in amazement. But Rufus wasn't looking at us.
"It's the dragon queen's artifact." Dragon Concubine wasn't available after all. You said it, but the substitute can't beat the real thing. Not to mention my son is a substitute apprentice. "
She looked sad. Rufus looked down at Natalie, who kept her hands on the floor.
And laughed faintly.
"All right. I'll bet I can kill you."
I opened my eyes wide.
Regardless of the intermittent rustling and explosion, Rufus walks to the sofa by the window. Then, he pushed his sleeve through a jacket that had been thrown away in a mess, and took the spear that had been thrown against him.
In honor of you, I wanted to use the goddess's holy spear or at least the goddess's sword.
The whirling spear tip reflected strongly against the light from the window. In the strong light, Natalier closed his eyes reflexively.
The next time I opened my eyes, Rufus stood in the dark in front of me.
"I should have done this from the beginning." If the Dragon Emperor does the right thing, you won't die. I thought too much of the unnecessary. I can't laugh at Gerald either. "
"... you shouldn't have let Prince Gerald kill me."
The time of the clock rolling on the floor hasn't arrived yet in a few minutes.
"That's right. Above all, I have lost much respect for the sister of the Dragon Emperor who has been aiming for the Princess of King Cleitos." So at the very least, I'll show my sincerity. "
Having said that, Rufus took something from the scattered floor just halfway between Natalie and him. It looks like a book tied up with a string.
More than anything, it's destiny that's falling here.
"... what is that book?"
"It's not a book. It's my wife's journal. It's her mood for a year before she dies, just before she decides to kill the goddess. It's sealed with magic, and it's just a little puzzle."
When Rufus stroked the cover of the diary in love, the string glowed and disappeared.
"It was our secret code from childhood. If it were in my hands, it would be untied. Or maybe... you thought I'd forgotten."
The diary floats around, and the writing sits on the desk. And then I went back to being tied up in a reappearing rope. All that remained in Rufus's hand was a piece of folded paper.
"This is what made my wife desperate." It doesn't say anything. My grandfather, my father, and I -- these are the real genealogies of the Royal Family of Claytros, from generation to generation. "
"...... is there even a break in blood like the Lavée Royal Family?"
"It's the opposite. The dragon god's curse that goes on forever." It's a curse to the royal family of Kreitos, whose name is Riki. "
I've never heard of it. But Rufus did not allow himself to pry his doubts.
"Come on, let's bet. You will die or you will live - you will live as you have decided, and you will be the next queen of Claytros."
Rufus opens the folded paper when the light comes out of the window.
If you win, I'll fight the Dragon Emperor for my son.
Then, I took my finger off the paper that was pointing toward Natalier.