Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

Chapter 124.1: Gift of the Blood Empress (1)

Ever since he came out of the Moonlight Queen's study, Regent Hamilton had been uneasy.

He was no fool. In reality, ever since the Great Teacher brought Alice back to the capital, what he felt was not a threat.

It was the impending arrival of his doomsday.

No matter how arrogant he was, he would not think that a mere regent could be compared to the Moonlight Queens who had ruled Leta for thousands of years.

The White Light Courtyard would not do something like going through a series of coronation ceremonies that were destined to fail just to prove their authority and make others recognize their existence.

The regent knew from the beginning...

The child they brought back would definitely be the next Moonlight Queen.

She was the granddaughter of the previous generation's regent and possessed the oldest surname in the palace—Fremont.

Apart from Hamilton, she was the fated true queen for everyone.

Rayne's sharp tongue reminded Hamilton once more of a dreadful fact that he had intentionally forgotten.

He was about to die.

Today, he lashed out at his wife and daughters at the table over a small matter.

Looking at the numb gazes of his two daughters and young wife, he was even angrier. He resisted the urge to overturn the table and smash everything before him and left the restaurant.

At night, the regent was even more frustrated and his heart felt like it was about to be crushed by a mountain.

He laid on the bed alone and tossed and turned without sleeping the entire night.

He had to find a way out for himself.

Escape?

Could he escape?

Once he lost his power, the grudges he had sowed over the years would slowly arrive on a timer.

For the regent, that was the most terrifying doomsday.

In fact, it would be an outcome a hundred times more tragic than if he were to die in the hands of the Moonlight Queen.

After all, his political enemies in the palace were much more vicious and twisted than an innocent and kind girl.

It was impossible for the regent to escape. He had to continue being the regent or die.

The only difference was the way he died.

In that case, should he continue fighting against Alice?

However, what cards did he have left to play?

It was as though there was only a single choice left before him.

His son, Sebastian.

The regent had to wake him up and bring him back from the earth. Furthermore, he had to crown him as the new Moonlight King.

That was the only way he could truly defeat Alice.

The regent laid on the bed and grit his teeth. However, his body could not help but tremble.

He could awaken Sebastian.

He knew the method to awaken him.

However… he knew better than anyone what sort of a price he had to pay.

In order to revive his son, he had to sacrifice many things and endure immense danger!

Also, there was Sebastian's hatred.

Sebastian was definitely not willing to be resurrected.

During the White Tower incident, Sebastian sacrificed himself to the earth and became one with it. From then on, the earth inherited his malice towards the crystal throne and cursed the ruler of the Haines Empire together with him.

In the earth, he possessed an unlimited lifespan and would never be killed.

That way, the curse of the crystal throne could never be removed as well.

However...

Everything would be different if the regent extracted Sebastian from the earth.

Sebastian could die of old age or be killed and his curse would no longer be perfect.

Right now, the regent would be helping the Haines Empire remove the curse and regain prosperity in exchange for his pathetic survival!

The regent was unable to make up his mind.

Even though his life was on the other side of the scale, it was still difficult for him to make a decision.

Just like that, the regent spent a torturous night.

The next day, the extremely haggard regent left his bed in a daze.

After a night of deep thought, he still could not make a decision.

However, there was always a way out.

The regent's luck was better than he had imagined.

Just as he was at his wits' end and could not make up his mind about this painful decision... an unexpected trump card was sent to him for free.

…

"A mortal who defeated a demigod?"

He faced the communication magical tool.

When the regent heard the emergency report from the representative of the north region garrison, he felt that it was incomparably ridiculous.

As a noble with a high purity bloodline of the Moon Goddess, he received an elite education. Furthermore, he fought consecutively in conquests since he was young.

As such, the regent became part of the strongest group of warriors in Leta apart from the demigods.

Therefore, no one knew better than him how stupid the words of the garrison were.

The descendants of gods who obtained divinity through rituals had long transcended the realm of humans and became pseudo gods that roamed the mortal world.

Even if a mortal tried his best, there was no way he could defeat even the weakest demigod.

However…

What was even more ridiculous was yet to come.

The regent: "So, which teacher of the White Light Courtyard was attacked?"

The north region garrison: "The one who was defeated was not one of our teachers."

The regent: "And it was...?"

The north region garrison: "It was Histia."

The regent: "... ?"

When the regent heard that, he fell silent.

After the moment of silence was an uncontrollable rage.

The regent grit his teeth. "Do you guys have a death wish?! You're trying to make fun of me now? Listen up... I've not fallen from grace yet!"

It was already a joke for a mortal to defeat a demigod.

However, this guy was now saying that a mortal had defeated the strongest demigod who stood at the peak of the mortal world's combat strength?!

Even if it was a joke, there had to be a limit, right?!

The north region garrison was terrified. "No… this is definitely not a joke. I had no such intentions!"

The regent: "What evidence do you have then? Did you guys witness it personally?"

The north region garrison replied, "Yes…"

The regent: "Yes?"