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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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The Red Dragon emerged as the Empire’s guardian dragon after Dagon II, the tyrannical last emperor of the Evelas Empire, the predecessor of the Valtarian Empire, met a tragic end.
Was it a coincidence?
Or was it a consequence of cause and effect?
The Disaster God of Tyranny, who had consumed the world, was defeated by the heroes of the Evelas Empire.
And the Empire’s Red Dragon made its official appearance with the fall of the Evelas Empire.
The Empire’s Red Dragon and the Holy Kingdom’s White Dragon were known as mythical guardian dragons serving the Earth Mother, but the details of their true nature remained unknown.
As if someone had meticulously manipulated the truth.
‘Edan… Edanant…!’
She had seen her own form transformed into a demon.
And she had witnessed a hideous monster that would only appear in nightmares.
It was because of the headache.
It must have been a hallucination caused by the excruciating headache that pierced her mind.
Ludmilla shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, and slowly took a step forward.
Even though she was in a precarious state, on the verge of collapsing, she desperately wanted to see Edanant.
“Now we can leave the remnants of the Demon King’s army and the cult forces to the Holy Kingdom’s new hero! The Demon King of Death will soon be defeated as well!”
“Haha! We must express our gratitude to the Hohenberc family of the Valtarian Empire. Thanks to the Hohenberc family, chosen by the Earth Mother, the continent will enjoy peace and prosperity!”
“Let’s drink and celebrate to our heart’s content tonight! Surely the benevolent Earth Mother will allow it.”
Shut up.
You know nothing.
What do you know?
A murderous intent surged within her at the sight of the kings raising their glasses and bursting into boisterous laughter.
She even cursed at their selfish voices, trying to shift all the responsibility onto Edanant, the newly chosen hero.
Her head throbbed.
The voices of the complacent crowd intensified her pain.
‘Edanant has desperately saved countless people who were on the verge of being swept away by disasters… Why doesn’t the Earth Mother save him? He saved those people in place of the one true god, who simply sits on her throne and observes the mortal realm!’
Was it because he was an apostle who worshiped an innocent calamity?
Was that why she was showering Edanant with only curses, without a shred of mercy?
It was petty.
It was a truly childish and despicable reason.
If that was the only reason, then the supreme one true god was no better than a mere mortal.
I hate you.
I resent you.
She came to hate the one true god, who was simply shifting the burden of injustice and absurdity onto Edanant.
The Second Imperial Princess, who had once revered the Empire’s one true god while worshiping the Valtarian Imperial Family, no longer existed.
-Curse the incompetent one true god. Rule over the foolish masses. That is tyranny.
Tyranny.
The monster, disguised as a sacred guardian dragon, whispered.
If she had been in her right mind, she would never have listened to the wicked whispers.
However, Ludmilla’s mind was currently clouded by her hatred for the one true god.
It was the perfect opportunity to corrupt her into an apostle of Tyranny.
The monster, who had broken free from the Earth Mother’s curse and returned to its true form as a Disaster God, didn’t miss the chance.
“Ludmilla!”
Just as Tyranny was about to declare its resurrection, raising its head,
A startled voice rang out, and someone rushed towards her.
“…Edanant?”
Her mind was completely corrupted.
She was only a step away from falling into depravity.
But the unexpected call pulled Ludmilla back from the brink.
“What’s going on?!”
“……”
The place where Edanant and Ludmilla faced each other was a terrace in the rear garden, far from the ballroom where the sweet waltz was playing.
The gentle melody of the waltz.
The terrace was decorated with colorful flowers and bright lights.
It was an incredible coincidence.
For the two of them, “waltz” and “terrace” were like puzzle pieces that had created precious memories.
Wonderful memories resurfaced.
Ludmilla slowly raised her head, recalling the moment she had romantically danced the waltz with Edanant, their hands clasped together.
“Eda, nant…! Edanant…!”
“I’m here.”
The princess, consumed by despair, trembled as she repeated his name.
Edanant, holding her hands, gazed at Ludmilla with concern in his eyes.
What had happened?
It was the first time he had seen Ludmilla, who always carried herself with dignity, so shaken and anxious.
He squeezed her hands.
Ludmilla squeezed back, her grip tight.
“I heard the oracle delivered by the Earth Mother…! The cruel curse that forces you to sacrifice yourself!”
“A curse… I suppose it is.”
“Why does the Earth Mother only impose such injustice on you?! Why?! You’ve saved so many people…!”
“……”
Edanant smiled bitterly and nodded at Ludmilla’s outburst, expressing her frustration on his behalf.
Everything she said was true.
He would become enemies with his former comrades, the Saintess Party.
And he would become a mortal enemy of Maximilian, forced to fight him to the death.
It was only natural for her to be sad.
It was only natural for her to burst into tears of despair.
Edanant slowly spoke to Ludmilla, who was staring at him, tears streaming down her face.
“Well, it’s probably because I’m an apostle who worships an innocent calamity.”
“That must be it! That damn one true god…!”
He sighed and said.
Ludmilla gritted her teeth and shouted.
A fierce hatred raged within her.
But Edanant shook his head, refusing to let the hatred spread.
“But I don’t regret my past efforts, even though I’ve been subjected to injustice. Thanks to my desperate struggles, I was able to save countless people. Even if the one true god continues to curse me, I won’t regret my past choices.”
“…Ugh!”
He wasn’t wrong.
That’s why he didn’t regret it.
Ludmilla swallowed a groan of sympathy at Edanant’s sincere words, delivered with a bitter smile.
She simply felt sorry for him, accepting the sacrifice with a resolute heart and a calm voice.
“Why are you… so selfless?”
“Because you’re my role model.”
Despite the sudden question, Edanant answered without hesitation.
As if he had always thought that way.
Ludmilla’s lips trembled at the unexpected answer.
“Ugh…! B-But I’m not someone worthy of being your role model! I’m jealous, I often lose my temper…! And, and…! I even have a terrible old bachelorette’s hysteria!”
“I love those sides of you too.”
Perhaps it was because of the tears streaming down her white cheeks,
Or the heated atmosphere fueled by their emotions,
Edanant confessed his feelings.
Ludmilla blushed and fidgeted, flustered by his words.
“I have no intention of playing into the one true god’s cunning trap. I will prepare myself thoroughly and take revenge on the one true god. Just like I’ve always done to my enemies.”
“……”
He didn’t hesitate.
He never wavered.
He simply believed in himself and moved forward.
Edanant’s declaration of revenge against the one true god was something a madman would say.
But Edanant said it with a voice full of conviction.
I envy you.
Your burning confidence.
Ludmilla gazed at Edanant with admiration in her eyes.
The dark hatred crumbled in the face of her unwavering love.
As if to prove this, Ludmilla’s crimson eyes shone brighter than ever.
“Will you trust me… no matter what choice I make?”
“Yes, I trust you. I’ve never doubted you for a moment.”
Edanant smiled brightly, hearing her trusting answer, and stepped back.
Ludmilla felt a sense of urgency.
‘T-This can’t end like this…!’
No.
She didn’t want it to end like this.
Hadn’t they always ended things vaguely, simply confirming each other’s feelings?
She stammered and hesitated, acting like a clueless fool, and then the saintess appeared and interfered.
Ludmilla, determined not to repeat her past mistakes, was about to take a desperate step.
However,
She wasn’t the only one who had that thought.
“Ludmilla.”
“Yes?”
Edanant reached out and stroked Ludmilla’s luscious golden hair.
And then,
He leaned in and covered her plump lips with his own.
Ludmilla trembled at the sudden turn of events.
Her beautiful eyes reflected her shock and bewilderment.
But she didn’t resist.
She focused on the dry sensation of his lips slowly exploring hers.
“Hmm…! Mmm, hmm…!”
Edanant’s strong hand caressed her slender back.
Moans, almost like cries of ecstasy, escaped Ludmilla’s lips, flowing like a sweet waltz.
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Yeesssssss
Finally!
A kiss 😭😭😭😭