Episode 126
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Much is shrouded in mystery regarding the existence of the secret society within the Blue Tower, the Sorceress Council.
Masters of intrigue and lies, whose true nature is unknown even to the Empire or the Red Tower. Even the Black Duke, who knows all the secrets of the Empire, and even Dale, could not have foreseen any connection between House York and the Sorceress Council.
It is not ‘people’ who rule the empire. However, that does not mean that all beings that cannot be called people are bound together by one cause.
Because it was nothing more than an arena where vampires, dream machines, and countless other species fought a struggle for supremacy underwater.
The reality of this world, which is constantly coming together and breaking apart, centered around ‘Shadow and Gold’.
In it, things like lifelong enemies or lifelong allies were just pleasant-sounding empty promises.
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After concluding his meeting with the Marquess of York, the ‘Black Prince’ returned to the Duchy of Lancaster.
The women of York have succubus blood flowing through their veins. And with the blood and wisdom of that succubus, the Marquess of York was reborn as one of the great barons of the Empire, and thus they became the undisputed power brokers of the Empire.
The true nature of the beings that rule the empire, who cannot be called human. They are not called the ‘Women of York’ for no reason.
At least that was something that Dale and the Black Knight knew as ‘insiders of the Empire’.
But even Dale couldn’t hide his surprise at the fact that they were also one of the rulers of the Blue Tower who were silent at the same time.
Rather, as can be seen from the fact that they borrowed the power of the Imperial Sword and Holy Sword, which the Imperial Family boasted of, the Marquis of York’s family was openly revealing their pro-imperial tendencies.
As a spy of the Blue Tower, whose ideology is based on lies and intrigue.
That is why they did not hesitate to borrow the power of the Imperial Family and the Red Tower to carry out their purpose, and even the Holy Sword was no exception.
‘The Holy Sword was destined to fall. The Empire also felt no need for the Holy Sword any longer.’
Titania had no doubt that Dale and the Shadow Court would once again triumph over the Holy Sword.
The only thing that went wrong with her prediction was that it came too soon.
Dale’s mind was very complicated between the alliance of the House of Lancaster and the offer of the Marquess of York.
Still, there was only one decision Dale could make.
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A room in the Duke of Lancaster’s Castle.
“Prince Michael.”
“Oh, Prince Dale. You came back earlier than expected.”
Michael Lancaster glanced up from his desk.
“Fortunately, the war seems to be coming to an end sooner than expected.”
Dale said.
“The House of York, who has captured the Holy Sword and has collapsed the scales of the unconventional strong, has made a proposal to surrender.”
“Hoo.”
“He proposed to accept the succession of Prince Michael as is, but to accept his eldest son, Prince Richard, as the son-in-law of the House of York.”
“What a relief.”
Mikhail smiles without showing it.
“I never thought you would defeat the threat of the Marquess of York so easily. This is truly a feat worthy of the name of the ‘Black Prince.’ And the Lancasters and I are ready to fulfill our ‘alliance.’”
“I appreciate you saying so.”
“As I said, I intend to fulfill my duty as the ‘Successor of Lancaster.’”
Mikhail smiled, savoring the name of the successor who would finally fall into his hands.
“So you joined hands with the Red Tower?”
It was then that Dale asked back without a moment’s hesitation.
“Did you use their power to brainwash your brother and pass the blame to the House of York in order to become the successor to the Duke of Lancaster?”
“… … .”
Mikhail did not answer and remained silent. It was a very ominous silence.
“I thought life was so boring.”
After a pause, Mikhail continues.
“Talent for the sword, the best bloodline… … I had the whole world in my hands since I was born, and I was just walking down the path of success beneath my feet. Even the lineage of the second son who would not be able to officially inherit the Grand Duke’s family was okay. I was given so much, so I didn’t need to wish for anything.”
He chose to live a life of cruising along the rails beneath his feet, assisting his eldest son, Richard, who would become the next Archduke.
“At least until then.”
“… … .”
“When my sword, once called the greatest talent in the empire, was defeated by the sword of the ‘Black Prince’ that day.”
That fight at Fight Club changed Mikhail’s life.
“I finally realized that I was a ‘frog in a well’. Even the young successor to the Red Tower was no exception.”
Mikhail smiled bitterly as he mentioned Ray Yuris’ name.
“And I realized that in order to face the world outside the well, I couldn’t take the same simplistic approach as I do now.”
“Is that the reason you joined hands with the Red Tower?”
“Yes.”
“Then, Prince Michael has finally obtained what he wanted.”
Mikhail nodded silently. After nodding, the hilt of Mikhail’s sword, which was hanging diagonally on his waist, rushed forward.
A swift sword strike. Mikhail’s sword, the warrior’s beloved sword ‘Peacemaker’, was aimed at Dale.
“Will my sword be able to reach you now, Your Majesty?”
“As you can see, it’s reaching well.”
Dale answered as if it were someone else’s business.
“This world must seem like a funny place to Prince Dale.”
“No way.”
Dale laughed in disbelief at those words.
“It was not I who made fun of the world, but Prince Michael from the beginning.”
Mikhail remained silent, and Dale continued speaking regardless.
“I have fulfilled my promise, and now it is time for the Lancaster heir to fulfill his duty to the alliance.”
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“The obligations of the alliance will be fulfilled.”
Michael Lancaster nodded silently.
“In addition, the Red Tower has also decided to lend its flames to the cause of our ‘Great Demon Alliance’.”
“It is truly trustworthy.”
Dale nodded, as if nothing had surprised him.
“But before that, the Marquess of York, who brainwashed my brother and manipulated him into a puppet, will have to pay the price.”
His ambition to seize the Lancaster throne was casually attributed to York’s actions.
“… …Does that mean you won’t end the war?”
“No, we will accept the surrender offer of the Marquess of York.”
Mikhail smiled.
“One war was over, and then it was our ‘Lancaster’s turn’.”
“Are you planning to declare war on the York family instead?”
“Your Majesty the Dale has served you well. As soon as matters with York are settled, I swear I will fulfill my duties to the Grand Alliance.”
One war was over, and another was about to begin. And Dale didn’t care about the next war.
“All right.”
So Dale turned his back without hesitation. Without a shred of hesitation.
“As Prince Mikhail said, this is not an area I should be concerned with.”
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That dawn.
“Follow me, proud knights of St. Magdalene!”
Even though it was late at night, a loud voice announcing a night raid rang out.
It was an unexpected maneuver that even the House of York, let alone Lancaster, had not anticipated.
After hearing the information about the ‘place where the Holy Swordsman is being held’ that Dale had leaked, he gathered all of the remaining knights under his command and moved to rescue the Holy Sword. Even then, the number of troops was small, not even one hundred.
“… … No, is this really true?”
Dale had been able to figure out the enemy’s movements early on before the night attack, but when they actually showed up, he couldn’t hide his shock.
Shadow Court, how confidently you’re moving towards the limbs Dale is digging.
“Hey, damn it.”
Master Baro stuck out his tongue at the sight.
“They say that a pig’s son is no ordinary piglet, but he is truly special.”
It was then that Dale opened his mouth to face the shadow assassins who were preparing their formation in the darkness, led by Master Baro.
“Master right now.”
“The daughter of the mother is ready.”
“No, don’t ask.”
But what Dale said was a very unexpected order.
“After capturing the enemy commander Philip, stop at causing enough damage to disarm the rest of them.”
“Oh, you’re thinking of collecting ransom now?”
“There is something better than ransom.”
After saying that, Dale shut his mouth.
Watching ‘Philip the Rogue’ bravely charging towards a small town within the Duchy of Lancaster.
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It didn’t take long for things to settle down.
It wasn’t enough to make Philip realize the situation and just surrender while he was struggling desperately.
“Prince Philip.”
Dale opened his mouth to address the kneeling genius of defeat.
“Yes, you… … ! You’re using your cunning and cowardly tricks to trap me again… … !”
“Oh, thank you so much for your invaluable compliment.”
Dale snapped his fingers as if it were someone else’s business.
Chomp!
The Shadow Assassin’s sword swung down at the captured Knights of St. Magdalene. There were only about a hundred knights. There were not even any strong ones like the Holy Sword or Auror Master.
“Hee, heek!”
But that stupid move turned out to be an unexpected blessing for Dale.
“Later, just before the end of the ‘First War of the Roses,’ Prince Philip rescued the Holy Sword with ‘incredibly clever and bold strategies,’ and returned safely to York’s territory.”
Dale continues.
“In the future, during the Second War of the Roses between York and Lancaster, you will gain a reputation that will resonate throughout the Empire.”
For a moment, Philip tilted his head, not understanding what Dale was saying. Dale ignored him and continued speaking.
“And we will capture Philip and throw him where the Holy Sword is, and we will get out of the Duchy of Lancaster before daybreak.”
“You are going back to the Duchy of Saxony?”
“From Lancaster’s perspective, we need to move to make it look that way. But we’re not going back yet.”
Dale answered Master Baro’s question.
“From now on, we will fight for the Marquess of York.”
“… … What is it?”
Master Baro asked back, as if he was incredulous.
“You gave victory to the Lancastrians, and now you are going to cling to York, who you destroyed with your own hands?”
“Michael Lancaster has been toying with me from the beginning. The very pretext for starting this fight was a fraud.”
It was not York who initially brainwashed and possessed Richard, the eldest son of the Lancaster family. It was Michael Lancaster’s ambition to defeat Dale and seize the position of successor.
“If I get hit in the back of the head like this and go back to the northern territory, will I be able to sleep soundly?”
“The one who hit the back of the head will sleep with his legs stretched out.”
Master Baro chuckled as if it were someone else’s business.
From the beginning, Dale was nothing more than Michael’s puppet. And the battle between the red and white and the black and blue roses, between Lancaster and York, was not over yet.
Dale also had no intention of just playing around on Mikhail’s palm like this.
However, the ‘Black Prince’, who had already been active as the standard bearer of Lancaster, could not stick to the York family like a bat and turn over his hand. Therefore, the ‘Black Prince’ would officially withdraw from the battle, and it was not Dale’s job to fight on the York family’s side.
“From now on, when you call me, don’t call me the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony… … .”
Because it would be the share of the eldest son of the Earl’s family, ‘Philip’, who formed an alliance through marriage with the second daughter of the York family, Catherine.
Dale continues speaking calmly, looking at Philip, who is struggling in front of him, caught in his own trap.
“Let’s call him ‘Philip,’ the genius of defeat and the scoundrel of the Counts’ family.”
