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Arthus had always thought the world would just continue its natural course while replacing its worn-out parts when necessary. At least, this is what he had thought until he saw the ruins of the palace.
However, the world was not that simple.
Arthus laughed at the sight of the emperor’s head being displayed in the Blessing Chapel.
“Ha…”
“D-Duke?”
“Hahahahaha!”
Arthus laughed so hard that his eyes were tearing up and his cheeks were flushed.
It was a genuine laugh.
Finally, when he couldn’t laugh anymore because of the strain on his facial muscles, Arthus wiped off his tears and straightened his back.
“Duke…?”
Kington and the other nobles were distressed and nervous seeing Arthus act like this.
“...How fun,” said Arthus
“Pardon?”
“Ah, this is fun.”
Arthus took a deep breath after finishing talking to himself.
The palace had once been filled with fresh air and delightful fragrances, but now it lay in ruins, permeated by the acrid smell of smoke and charred remains.
For an average person, this was merely the scent of destruction. However, Arthus could smell the foul stench concealed by this scent of destruction, and the underlying mocking warning.
‘This couldn’t have been the Imperial Ten Swords…’
The imperial palace was completely destroyed, which meant that the suspect was among those who hadn’t...
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