75 – The Golden Mage and the Winter King – (2)

I walked around the imperial palace for about an hour to rehabilitate.

My joints creaked every time I took a step, probably because I had not moved my body for over ten days.

It was painful, but not unbearable.

“Hoo-wook.”

I leaned against the statue of a knight in the hallway and took a breath.

I raised my hand and made a fist.

My body was gradually searching for my senses.

More than anything, after peeking into Fried’s memories, should it be called the assimilation rate of his body or his thoughts?

A gigantic will firmly planted in my body was urging me on.

Perhaps it has something to do with the oath.

I was lost in thought.

Cleta Iscobal is still plotting with Arwen to overthrow the Empire. And the conspiracy will grow out of control when it reaches Act 4, where Arwen appears as the boss.

What are the means to prevent this?

The most urgent thing was to break the oath. But, is that really possible? The subject of the oath is the foreign press. It is a cow called the final king who appears at the end of Raising the Empress.

If there was only one way, it would probably be to borrow the power of the imperial family. Lincia’s lineage belongs to the Age of Gods who protect this dimension. If so, wouldn’t it be possible to even cancel the contract with foreign media?

It was in Act 5 that Lynthia awakened to the power of a god. If so, I had no choice but to hold out until then.

With that thought in mind, I moved on.

It was the next moment.

“yes?”

As soon as I turned the corner, I faced a white girl.

Like me, the girl must have been deep in thought, noticing the person approaching from the other side just before they collided.

“Keejak!”

“……your majesty?”

Lyncia, the girl who let out a dainty scream, widened her eyes.

“Ph, Fried?”

“Yes. This is Freed.”

“Ahh…….”

Lyncia smiled awkwardly.

It must have come out in a hurry from work, so it wasn’t very good.

She was wearing a lint-filled blanket over her loose nightgown. His complexion was pale, as if he hadn’t slept. To put it simply, it was grotesque.

He said he’s been busy with work lately, but he probably stayed up all night yesterday too.

Lynchia looked at me and said helplessly, sweeping away her surprised chest.

“You’re awake. I was worried. Are you okay?”

“Yes. It seems to be fine now.”

“thank god.”

He spoke softly and let out a small breath.

Before long, Lyncia smiled faintly, her pale pink lips tightly closed. That smile was somehow difficult.

“In the end, I couldn’t keep my oath.”

I wanted to talk about something, but I remembered what I said out of subtlety before leaving for the Iscobal estate.

I lowered my head and apologized.

“sorry.”

“I won’t accept an apology. I told you. Fried is the sword of the imperial family.”

Lynchia raised her index finger and narrowed her eyes.

It was clearly a look of disappointment.

“When Fried disrespects his body, it means he does that to me. Is Fried intending to treat me harshly?”

At those words, the eyes of the people around him focused.

The tone is strange, my lady. people misunderstand

“I’m sorry…… but there was an unexpected attack.”

“I know. They said they encountered the apostles and demons of the church.”

Lynchia paused for a moment, then looked at me.

“That demon… um. I heard it’s Fried’s sister who was sacrificed in the past.”

“……Yes that’s right.”

“And the fact that the devil resents Fried.”

“…”

I wondered how he knew at the moment, but Lynthia was the ruler of the empire. I thought he must have heard the report from Uriard.

Lyncia Eyren turned her eyes, lost for a while, out the window.

“Excuse me for saying this, but what does Fried think of his sister?”

“About Cleta?”

ponder for a while

From my point of view, possessed by this body, the existence of Cleta was an obstacle that must be removed. But what about Fred?

In the panorama of memories, I glimpsed the complex emotions that Fried had towards Cleta.

that’s clear

“Love-hate……is it possible? He was a precious family member, he was my father’s pawn.”

Cleta is now Freed’s only blood relative. And the fact that they share a sad childhood can’t help but feel affection.

At the same time, Fried had a fear of her. The faithful instrument of a father suffering from madness. The worst demon that will destroy the world by now.

That’s why young Fried impulsively signed the contract. To save and to kill at the same time.

“…”

Lynchia swallowed her saliva. Her enlarged pupils turned to me. The mouth was slightly open.

I shrugged.

“…I don’t know. It’s too old now.”

In order to reassure Lyncia, he evaded it moderately.

But her face was still dark. Pale lips twitched.

But in the end, unable to speak, Lyncia lowered her head.

I was suspicious of her attitude. It wasn’t like the usual Lyncia. Why are you doing this? Did he feel any pity for Fried’s bizarre past?

“Here is Fried.”

Then, Lyncia suddenly asked.

“No, there is something I want to ask you.”

i saw her A voice shaking like a trembling aspen tree, and anxious eyes.

It was clear that Lincia was not in good shape. What must have happened

“Yes. What is it?”

“……That, that.”

Lynchia mumbled and then continued.

“By any chance, did the apostle who was said to have commanded the devil say something?”

“……You mean Arwen?”

“Yes. Arwen.”

I frowned.

Why are you asking such a question?

I think about the conversation with Arwen for a moment. And, when I was swallowed by Cleta, I remembered what she said to me.

‘If you want Cleta back to normal, kill Irn. Wasn’t that a contract?’

I saw Lyncia again.

She was waiting for my next words, her eyes narrowing.

Seeing this, it seemed that an ominous bell was ringing in my head.

“……no way.”

I suddenly realized that she had spent a long time with Lautrec.

I thought I was simply taking swordsmanship lessons, but what if that wasn’t the case?

Lautrec is a knight well versed in spiritism. And spiritism is very effective in surveillance and tracking.

Spirit affinity was not a problem. Even in the game, Lyncia had a high level of affinity so that she could easily learn spiritism.

I recalled her status window, where her intelligence stat had gone up by 3.

Between these clues, I drew a conclusion.

“Did you really learn spiritism from Lautrec?”

“……It wasn’t a bad intention. But I was so worried…”

Lyncia stopped talking and nodded.

Then he put his hands on his chest and breathed heavily.

Then she raised her gaze and asked with a sad expression.

“Fried. Can you be honest with me? What is the ‘oath’ that the apostle was talking about…?”

“…”

“What do you mean by killing me…?”

He bit his lower lip hard.

thought was short.

Lynchia was not the kind of fool who waited discreetly for being told to suck her finger. Rather, she was a bold empress who excelled in her ability to act.

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Didn’t he cut his wrist right away saying he would help me in the second act?

“……Aren’t you going to answer me?”

Lyncia urged again.

I took a step back, speechless. No matter what I said here, it didn’t seem like Lynthia would understand.

contracted with foreign have to kill you There was no way he would believe such an absurd statement, and there was no possibility that he would understand.

“……Freed?”

Lyncia asked in bewilderment.

I bowed my head.

“I’m sorry. I think it will take some time.”

That was, in a way, a definite answer.

“…was it?”

Lyncia, whose expectations were betrayed, put on a dumbfounded expression.

Gradually, the tears grew red.

“Is that so?”

Lynchia stopped talking and staggered, supporting herself against the wall.

It seemed to be the limit.

“Your Majesty, are you okay?”

I hurriedly approached her and held out my hand.

However, my actions were put to shame, and an ominous alarm sounded in my ears.

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased! ]

> Current stress level [ 10(+1) / 10 ]

Tiriling!

[Notice – Your stress level has reached its upper limit. Negative trait added! ]

> Current stress level [ 5(-5) / 10 ]

I caught my breath when I saw the notification window in front of me.

The phrase that eventually popped out was the same as I had seen countless times in the game.

[Notice – Negative traits have been added to the Empress! ]

> Added attribute: [Domination]

“…”

I stretched out my hand as it was, and Lyncia, who leaned her back against the wall, lifted her head.

His expression was white with fear, unlike before.

“Don’t come any closer!”

Suddenly, Lyncia screamed. The hallway roared.

But soon, Lincia realized what she was talking about and covered her mouth.

“…Ah, this. That’s…”

Lynchia looked at my face. And then I vomited.

I stood still, unable to go any further.

“……I’m sorry. Please leave me alone for a while.”

In the end, Lyncia turned her back and ran away with those words.

Amid the stinging gazes, I twisted my face.

“…”

Really, nothing worked.

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