Episode 213
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The Great Hall of the Duchy of Saxony.
The Duke of Saxony, sitting on his throne right there, was looking at his eldest son Dale and the lady who was to be his wife.
Charlotte Lancaster.
Likewise, Charlotte’s mother, also ‘Vanessa Lancaster’, was smiling at her daughter, leaving behind an indescribable complexity.
“Oh, what a beautiful sight it is.”
Standing atop the red tower, Marquis Yuris, the Bloody Duke, raised his applause. It was an exaggerated gesture, like that of a third-rate actor.
“May the mercy and loving-kindness of the sister god be with you both.”
It was the sound of applause that resonated alone in the silence, and leaving that sound behind, ‘Lord Heaven’ at the top of the white tower blessed the two.
The ‘Black Ball’ at the top of the Black Tower does not move an inch on the throne, but simply remains silent.
At the same time, blue butterflies flew up from the castle square.
The blue spiderwebs hanging here and there still vividly remembered this scenery and reflected it to their mastermind.
Black and blue, red and white.
It was a place where those who stood at the top of four of the five-colored towers gathered, and it was not Dale who could not understand its weight.
All the fancy formalities to bless the future of the two people had no meaning.
Even though the Heavenly King, who is said to be the pinnacle of the Sistine Chapel, was personally watching the wedding ceremony between the two, nothing changed.
In the name of the sister god, I blessed Dale and Charlotte’s safety and happiness, and Charlotte, dressed in a dress, smiled quietly. Even if I knew the gravity of the position, Charlotte’s heart could not change. But in the end, that was it. Charlotte was not stupid.
The air was tense beyond comparison. It was ominous enough that an explosion could resonate at any moment, but Dale and Charlotte’s ceremony ended safely.
The parties to the ceremony, a man and a woman, took the kiss as a symbol.
Dale and Charlotte’s lips met, and it was only for a moment. The distance between them widened again.
To those who do not know the inside story, it may seem like two great nobles have simply joined forces for political reasons and are trying to reconstruct the power order based on that.
And in a sense, that wasn’t wrong at all.
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Some time later, in the Duke of Saxony’s office.
“His Excellency the Duke of Lancaster.”
“The Duke of Saxony.”
Dale and Charlotte’s father, Black Duke and Shingeom, called each other and bowed lightly.
“What are you hoping for?”
After giving an example, the black ball asked back. It was a question asked without a shred of hesitation.
“I have simply given my daughter, Charlotte Lancaster, what she most desires.”
“… … .”
The Duke of Lancaster answered. The Duke of Saxony spoke again.
“Is that really all?”
“In the Wars of the Roses, the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony secretly took up the mantle of York and defeated my second son, Michael.”
When his son’s nickname came out of his mouth, the black gong listened carefully.
“My eldest son Dale claims that it was the second son of the Grand Duke, Michael, who ignited the flames of the Wars of the Roses.”
Michael Lancaster started a war with the House of York, claiming that his older brother Richard had been mind-wiped by the magic of the Blue and York and reduced to a puppet.
However, the truth was that it was nothing more than a scheme by Michael to cooperate with the Red Tower to destroy the spirit of his brother Richard and seize the position of successor to the Grand Duke’s family by blaming the Blue and York families.
“At the same time, the Red Tower claims that it is a scheme by Saxony and the ‘Black Prince’.”
Also, Lady Scarlett of the Red Tower was telling the story 180 degrees upside down.
“I just want to know the truth.”
That is why the Archduke of Lancaster said,
“Through the ‘Greatest Black Magician on the Continent’ before me.”
“… … .”
The black ball’s expression froze as he realized the meaning.
“Now that you know the truth, what are you going to do?”
The black ball asked back. Shingeom glanced at the sword on his waist and answered in an emotionless voice.
“According to the cruel nobility of the Lancasters, they must pay a price accordingly.”
As the symbol of the Lancaster family, the red and white roses, signify.
In the face of those words, the Duke of Saxony could only remain silent.
As the heads of the Saxon clan, they leave behind the symbol of their clan, the Night Raven, engraved on their clothing.
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The first prince of the empire, Lancelot, was there.
Looking at Vanessa and Charlotte, the mother and daughter who now go by the name ‘Lancaster’ instead of Orchard.
Furthermore, Charlotte Lancaster will now be reborn as ‘Charlotte of Saxony’.
He looked at them silently and turned his head. His close friend who had acquired his old nickname was there.
The Archduke of Lancaster, the new sword.
“… … .”
After a moment of silence, the Sword of the Lake opened its mouth to say something. But it soon closed its mouth and remained silent.
Because I just don’t know what to say.
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“Oh my! What a cute little girl.”
The witch of detection smiled brightly, and seeing her, young Lize smiled brightly and showed her respect.
“Back off, Lize.”
“Three, Mr. Sepia?”
However, Sepia, the magic teacher who protected Lize, was not like that. Furthermore, the sight of Lady Scarlett, who was swollen like a pregnant woman, gave off an incomparable sense of discomfort.
The cold air of Saxony, so cold that it was almost freezing, gathered in Sepia’s area and formed an air current. Intuitively, Lize felt the weight of the magic and became frightened.
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“Oh, you really are so cold.”
But Lady Scarlett wasn’t the least bit flustered.
“Isn’t the little girl scared, Princess of Crystal?”
“… … Please get out of here immediately.”
“Oh my, why should I do that?”
It was just then.
“That’s enough, my dear little sister.”
A voice was heard. At the same time, the cold air that had been rippling around Sepia disappeared as if it were a lie.
“… … !”
As for Sepia, she felt a heat that made it difficult for her to even breathe. She turned her head away. However, as a young Lize, she could only tilt her head without even understanding what was happening.
There was a man.
The greatest red magician on the continent, Bloody Duke, stands at the top of the Red Tower.
“Please forgive my younger brother’s foolishness, Princess of Crystal.”
“… … I understand, Bloody Ball.”
It was just then.
“Bloodshot… …! I’ve heard that name too!”
Even if Lize doesn’t know much about the world, it’s impossible for her to not know that man’s nickname. The five magicians standing at the top of the Five-Colored Tower. To Lize, they must feel like magicians from a fairy tale.
“Like your father, you are one of the five most powerful wizards in the Empire!”
“Oh, I am just embarrassed by the little girl’s compliments.”
Marquis Yuris, the Bloody Duke, bowed his head exaggeratedly and smiled.
It was just then.
“Have you been here?”
A man wearing a pure white holy robe also appeared in the courtyard of the peacock castle. The two magic tower lords, Bloody Duke and Heavenly Duke, stood at the top of two of the five magic towers.
And here the Black Duke, the lord of the Duchy of Saxony, joined them.
“Is there anything else you would like to say to my daughter?”
“father!”
“Oh, I’m just curious about your daughter’s brilliant talent.”
The bloody ball laughed with an exaggerated shrug.
“Why would the greatest red magician on the continent be interested in my daughter’s cold magic?”
The black ball asked sharply.
“That’s true.”
At the same time, a voice was heard.
Blue butterflies flew up, and a flock of butterflies gathered to form a human silhouette.
“… … !”
Sepia’s expression froze at the sight. It was the silhouette of a human woman wearing a blue hood.
“Ah, even if it is an illusion, I never thought that the Blue Curtain would come all the way here in person.”
“Wouldn’t it be better for me to teach magic to this lovely girl?”
The greatest magicians of the continent were there, standing at the top of the four towers, black, red, and blue.
However, Re:Zero, who does not fully understand its meaning, can only tilt his head as he stands next to Sepia and his father.
“It’s become a useless story.”
The black ball answered coldly.
“Sepia, please take Lize and step aside.”
“Oh, that’s not necessary.”
However, the bloody ball interrupted the black ball and tried to extend its arm.
“… … !”
At the same time as that action, pitch-black darkness swirled beneath the Black Ball’s feet. The swirling darkness became a shadow and raced, wrapping itself around the Blood Ball’s body.
“If you dare to lay a finger on my daughter, I swear on the name of Saxony that you will not be easily swayed.”
“You speak as if I were going to eat your daughter.”
In the shadows surrounding him, the bloody ball smiled quietly.
“I would not be so rude as to shed blood meaninglessly at the wedding of Prince Dale, which I am supposed to bless.”
“Please be careful, Bloody Duke.”
“I always act cautiously.”
The black ball warned again, and the blood ball shrugged. Only then did Lize’s expression freeze as she realized the gravity of the situation. She became that of a frightened eight-year-old girl.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to make you cry, little lady. My sincere apologies, Lady Lise.”
The bloody ball answered with regret.
“What did you do to my sister?”
Only then did Dale of Saxony appear, accompanied by his knight. The rosy bride’s dream dress was but a fleeting daydream.
Lady Black was there, armed with the Saxon Night Raven armor.
The Shadow Lord appeared, with his swords in tow. The Archduke of Lancaster, the Divine Sword, was no exception.
At the same time, the ‘sorceresses’ of the Blue Tower, including Titania of York, who attended as guests, remained silent behind their backs.
Moreover, the Bloody Ball and the Celestial Ball were no exception.
The monarchs and their forces gathered at the Saxon Duchy’s Castle, gathered in the castle’s courtyard.
“Oh, by the way… … .”
Silence fell, and it was up to the Bloody Ball to break the silence.
“Just now, I heard some truly tragic news.”
“It was none of your business,” said the bloody ball, as if it were someone else’s business.
“The eldest son of the Archduke of Lancaster, who was staying here in the Duchy of Saxony… … Richard Lancaster, has died from the assassin’s dagger.”
Those words were the final trigger.
“I am truly sorry, Your Excellency the Duke of Lancaster.”
“Bloody Ball, you… …!”
The air was so tight that it looked like it would explode at any moment, until it exploded like a bullet.
