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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 274: The Right Path (1)

Chapter 274: The Right Path (1)

Asana⁠​‍ was being held‍ in a corner​​ of the supply‍ base that the⁠​ Anti-Imperial Alliance had⁠ set up near⁠ the Empire’s border.⁠‍

It‍ wasn’t a pleasant​‌ situation, but thanks⁠‍ to the privileges​ Yuri had granted‍ her, she could‍⁠⁠ pass the time⁠​‍ without too much⁠ discomfort.

‘Asana.​​ Escape.’

While⁠ she sat in​‍ her cell, staring​ idly through the⁠ bars, the voice​ of the God⁠ of Assassination echoed‍ in her mind.‍‌​

‘You‍‍ must not stay​‌ here.’

This‌‌‌ being, which resided‍ within her and⁠​ granted her a strange power, rarely‍ spoke in a weak tone. However,‍‍‍ whenever the topic⁠​‌ was related to‌‍ black magic, it​‍​ insisted she should‍ run away.

Asana‌‍⁠ confronted it.

“You’re⁠⁠‌ starting again. What‌‍ is it that⁠‍‌ you know?”

‘You‌‍⁠ have to escape.’​‍

“I’m‍‌⁠ asking you what​ you know.”

‘That’s‌‌ not what’s important!’​

“Yes,‌‌ it is.”

Hearing‍‍ her voice, the​‌ guard outside peeked‌ through the door’s⁠‌ gap.

Seeing⁠ her talking to‌⁠‍ herself with the⁠ God of Assassination,​ the man showed⁠​‍ an expression of​‌​ pity.

“Tch,‌ tch…”

He‌‌⁠ clicked his tongue‍‌ and shut the​‍‌ door again. Asana‍​ felt unfairly judged.⁠‍

“Because​‍​ of you, they⁠⁠ think I’m crazy.”‌

‘Does‌ that matter? You‍ really are carefree.’​

The​ God of Assassination​​​ sounded annoyed.

‘Asana.’‌⁠

“Mm?”​​‌

‘I’m​‌‌ serious—you need to⁠​⁠ leave.’

“Where​‍ to?”

‘Anywhere.’⁠

It‍‍ stayed silent for‍ a moment before​​ continuing.

‘Yes…‍‌‍ as far away⁠ as possible. Better​​‍ yet, go East.‌ And if you‍ can, even farther‍‌⁠ than the East.’⁠⁠‌

“Why?”⁠​

‘The‍ door is opening.’‌

“Door?”​⁠‍

‘Yes.’‍⁠​

“What​ door?”

‘Damn‌‌ it…’

Since‍ Yuri had discovered‍​⁠ her betrayal, Asana​‍‍ had become strangely‌‍ calm, as if⁠‍⁠ she had given‍‌ up on everything.⁠⁠

‘If‍ you stay here,​​ your life will⁠ be in danger.’‍​‌

“Then‌ there’s nothing to‍⁠ do.”

‘Asana!’‍

The⁠‌⁠ God of Assassination⁠ was speaking seriously,‌ but she only⁠ leaned back against​ the wall, swinging‌ her feet.

‘The⁠​ door to outer⁠ space is opening.’‍‍

“And‍ what’s that?”

‘It‍‍ means that a being humans cannot‌‍ handle will come.’‍‍

“Oh,‍‍​ really?”

Asana‍ tapped her chest⁠‍ with her fingers.​

“And​‌ how do you‍‌ know that?”

‘I⁠‍ can feel it.’‌‌

“And‍‌​ how can you​⁠ feel it?”

‘I…’‌‍

The‌ God of Assassination‍‌⁠ sighed. As a being that parasitized⁠‌‌ a human, it‍​‌ was trying to‍ convince its host​ by any means.‌

Finally,‍‍​ it revealed a truth it had⁠‌‍ kept hidden.

‘Because⁠​ I myself am​‌ a being from​ outer space.’

At​​ its words, Asana⁠​ tilted her head.​‌‌

“You‌‍ never told me​​ that.”

‘Because​‍‌ I had forgotten.‍⁠ But that lunatic‍ who uses black‍⁠‌ magic has caused‌ the door to‌ open, and that‍‌ woke up my‌​⁠ memories. I was‍‌‌ forcibly summoned from‌‍ outer space by‍ an ancient being.‍‌⁠ But when I crossed that door,‍‌ I lost my‍​ memories and powers.’‌​

“And⁠‍ back there, you​‌⁠ were strong?”

‘Stronger‍​‌ than now, yes,​ but even there‍‍‍ I was an​​ insignificant being.’

“Is‌‍‍ that place so‍ terrible?”

‘It’s‌ something humans cannot​‍ understand.’

“Try.”‌

‘It’s‌‍ impossible to explain.​ It’s a place⁠​‌ where indescribable things‌‌ wander eternally in⁠​ the void. That’s‌ all I can​ say.’

“I‌‌‌ see.”

Asana‌ nodded.

“So,‌ a being from⁠​​ outer space is​‌ coming, and that’s​​ why you want​⁠‌ me to run‍​ away.”

‘Exactly.’​⁠

“I⁠‍​ don’t want to.”⁠⁠‌

‘Haa…’​‌

The​ God of Assassination‍ sighed again.

Like‌ an older brother‌ scolding a stubborn‍‌‍ little sister, it‌​ began speaking non-stop.​​

‘I‍ understand you’re not‍⁠‍ in your right‍‌‍ mind now because​​‍ of that heartbreak,‌⁠ but it’s something​⁠​ everyone goes through.‍ That Yuri fellow⁠‍‍ gives me a bad feeling; he’s⁠ a man with​ hidden plans. Change⁠ your perspective—it’s not​‍‍ the end, it’s​​ a new beginning.⁠‍⁠ Fall in love⁠ with someone else,‌‍ it’ll be better.‍⁠‍ And besides…’

Asana‍‌ laughed.

“Are⁠‌⁠ you stupid?”

‘What?’‍

“That’s‍ not why.”

‘Then‌‌ you don’t believe⁠ what I say?’⁠‍

“I​ do believe it.”⁠‍

‘Then​ why are you⁠ still here? These⁠‌⁠ chains aren’t…’

“Because​‌ I also believe‍⁠ in His Highness‌⁠ Yuri.”

‘What?’‌⁠

“No‌‌ matter if that‍ outer space door‍​ opens—he’ll solve it.​ There’s no need​‍ to run away.”⁠‌​

‘Tssk!’⁠

The‌‍‌ God of Assassination​​‌ stirred inside her,‌​ forcing her to​​‌ put a hand​​ over her chest.⁠⁠

Though‌‍‍ it couldn’t harm‍‌‌ her directly, it‌‌ could cause an⁠ annoying pain in​‌ her heart.

Asana‍‌ tapped her chest.⁠

“Stop.”‌⁠

‘It’s⁠ out of frustration,​⁠ you fool. Which⁠‌‌ part of ‘a‌ being from outer​ space can’t be‌‌​ handled by humans’‌​ did you not⁠‌‌ understand?’

“Well,​‍‍ I handle you.”​

‘I’m‌⁠‌ a nobody!’

“Oh,​ really?”

‘The⁠‍ one waiting on⁠​ the other side‌⁠ of the door​ is a colossal​ being, incomparable to​​ me. That black​ mage is completely‌‍ insane for trying​ to touch it!’‌‍

“Calm​⁠​ down, you’re giving⁠ me a headache.”⁠

‘This‍‍⁠ is no time​ to be calm!’⁠

The⁠⁠ God of Assassination‍​‌ kept shouting, and⁠ Asana held her⁠ head. Its voice​ echoed inside her⁠ mind.

She⁠​‍ tapped her temple.‍

“I​​‍ get it already,​ shut up, shut​‌ up…”

“Do‌​‍ you hear voices?”​

“Shut‍‌ u—”

At‌‍​ that moment, Asana‌ looked up in‍‍ surprise. Only then​ did she realize​​ someone had spoken‍‌‍ to her naturally.‍

In‌​ front of her,‌‌ outside her field​‍‌ of view, was‍⁠​ a beautiful woman​‍ with loose red‌ hair.

Asana⁠ pointed at her.​‌‍

“You⁠ are…?”

“I’ll‍​⁠ give you silence.”⁠

“Huh?”​‍‍

The​‌⁠ woman’s full lips​ moved.

Power‌ of the Voice​​​ of Authority — Silence.

Then,​ all sound vanished.​⁠​

The‍‌ shouts of the⁠⁠ God of Assassination,⁠ the noise of⁠⁠ the camp outside,‍ even the rustle‌ of her own‌ clothes as she‍⁠‌ moved—everything was gone.​

It‍​ was as if​‍⁠ the entire world​ had gone mute.‌​

In⁠​‍ that absolute silence,​‌‍ only the stranger’s​ voice seeped through​​‍ softly.

“My⁠​​ name is Cruar.‌⁠ If you don’t‌‍ remember it, I’ll​ be hurt.”

Asana⁠​‍ tilted her head.‌‍ She had heard​ it before. It‍⁠⁠ was one of‌‌‍ the Ten Greats​​ and the last⁠ dragon who had‌ ties with His⁠ Highness Yuri.

She​ didn’t know she‍ could transform into​​‌ human form.

Asana‍ asked.

“Have‌ you come for‌ me?”

“That’s‌ right. To be‌‍‌ exact, I’d say⁠‌ it’s for that‌​​ noisy one you⁠⁠‌ have inside…”

Cruar​‌ leaned in. Her‌⁠‍ sculpted face bore‌​‌ no trace of‍‍ humanity.

When⁠ they were close⁠⁠​ enough to feel​​ each other’s breath,​‍⁠ Asana could see‍​‍ in her pupils‍‍‍ the reptilian texture⁠ they held.

She‍⁠ was a being‌​‍ in human shape,​‌‌ but not human.‍‍⁠ Cruar’s eyes seemed‌⁠ to completely probe​‌ her inside.

“That…‌‌​ is a being‌⁠‍ from outside?”

Asana⁠⁠ answered blankly.

“I‌ don’t really know​⁠ either, but he​ said he came‍⁠‍ from outer space.”‍⁠

“I’d​⁠ like to give‍​​ that fellow the​ honor of meeting⁠ the great dragon‍ Cruar in person.⁠⁠ If he refuses,⁠‍ I might get‍​​ annoyed…”

“It’s‍‍ impossible.”

Asana​‍⁠ shook her head.‍

“All‍‍⁠ he can do‍‍ is parasitize inside⁠ someone else.”

“Hmm…​‌​ perhaps this Cruar‌​ has made the‍‌ trip in vain…”​

Cruar⁠‍​ sighed and asked⁠ Asana:

“Human,​‍‍ do you belong⁠‍ to Briol?”

“Yes.​‍‌ Seeing it that‍ way…”

Even​⁠‍ as a prisoner,‌‌ she was in​‍ a Briol cell,‌​ so she could​ put it like⁠ that.

Cruar⁠​ spoke.

“If‌‌‍ you tell me⁠ where Yuri Briol⁠ is, I might​⁠ reward you…”

“Yuri​‌ Briol?”

“Yes.​​ Do you know‍⁠⁠ him?”

“Why‍ are you asking?”‌

“I‍‍ want to let‌​⁠ him know something,‌⁠ but I can’t‌‌ go.”

“Why⁠​‍ can’t you go?”‌

“Do‌‌ humans not know​⁠‍ of the pact‍‌ between the great‍‌ dragon Cruar and⁠‍​ the Emperor…?”

“I‌⁠ know you made‌‌‌ a promise, but‌⁠ not its content.”‍​​

“As‍ a dragon, which⁠‍ is a sacred‌​​ race that keeps​​ its promises, I cannot enter imperial​​ territory with intent⁠‌ to cause harm.‌‍‌ There should still​​‍ be about a hundred years before‌‌‌ it ends…”

“Huh?”​‌

Asana⁠ tilted her head.‍

In⁠ the current situation,‍ with the continent​‌⁠ in crisis, she‌ thought a pact⁠⁠ like that could⁠⁠ be ignored. But‌ Cruar seemed genuinely⁠ bound by it.‍‌

Cruar‍‌‌ crossed her arms​‍​ and let out​⁠ a deep sigh.⁠​

“Sometimes⁠ my noble lineage⁠⁠ ties my hands…”‌

“Is‌ it something urgent?”⁠⁠‌

“Yes.‍‌‌ Perhaps the fate‍ of the continent‌⁠ is at stake…”‍​

“…”‍

“If⁠ this were a play, the appearance​ of the great​ dragon Cruar would‍​‌ be the most‍ important climax scene.‌‍ But what can‌‌ I do…? If‍‍​ someone could convey​⁠​ it for me,​⁠​ that would be​ good. Honestly, it’s‌ a dilemma…”

With‍⁠ the God of⁠ Assassination silent, Asana‌ was clearer-headed than⁠​‍ ever. That’s why⁠‍ she could decide‍‌ without difficulty.

“Then​ I’ll tell him.”‍

Cruar⁠ raised an eyebrow.‍‌⁠

“Really…?”​

“Yes.”‌‌‌

Asana‍ stood naturally. The⁠ restraints holding her​​ came loose completely.​ None of that​ could hold someone​ who was the‌‍⁠ host of the‌ God of Assassination.‌‌‌

Yuri‍ must have known​‍ it too. Even⁠ so, he had‍⁠ not taken stricter​ measures against Asana.‌⁠‍

Though⁠‌​ he had spoken‌⁠ coldly to her,⁠‌‍ she had felt‍ the warmth hidden⁠‌ in his words.​

“I​⁠⁠ think the time⁠⁠⁠ has come to‍​⁠ repay His Highness‍​ Yuri. Lady Cruar.”⁠​

“Are‍‌ you close to‍​‍ him?”

“Yes.‍‌‍ We were very‍‍ close.”

“Perhaps‌‍‍ your coming here,⁠ following the one​‌ inside you, was⁠‌ a connection arranged​​ for this great​ dragon Cruar…”

Cruar​⁠‍ smiled.

“Good,‌ Asana. Remember well‌ what I’m about‌⁠ to tell you.”‌​​

“Yes.”‌​⁠

“What‌⁠‍ I’m about to⁠ tell you is‌ written in an‍‌ ancient book kept​‌ in my treasure.‌⁠⁠ The demonic grimoire‍ has disturbed the‌ world for a long time.”

Cruar’s⁠‍ eyes locked on‌‍ her.

When‍ their gazes met,‌‌‍ Asana felt as⁠ if a needle​ pierced through her⁠ brain, unable to​​⁠ follow her own​ thoughts. Her entire​​​ mind was focused‌‌ solely on remembering⁠‍​ the words flowing⁠​ from Cruar.

In⁠ a concentration like⁠​ she had never‍‍ experienced before, Asana⁠‌‍ engraved her words‌⁠ into her memory.‍

“The⁠ demonic grimoire does‌​​ not disappear no⁠ matter how much‍‍⁠ you cut or⁠ kill it. To⁠ truly stop its​​ curse, one must​ not use the⁠ sword…”

***‌

Having⁠ revealed what concerned‍​‍ the Celestial Mandate,​‌​ Hernando kept insisting‍ on going to‍‌ Zveta.

It​ was the first⁠‍​ time Yuri had​⁠ seen him cling‌ to something so​​ desperately.

“You​ must have seen​⁠ something important.”

Finally,‌‌ Yuri decided.

“Fine.⁠ We’ll go to​‍ Zveta.”

He‍​ thought the Holy‍ Kingdom, Brusen, and​​ Liberta might oppose‌‌‍ it.

But⁠⁠ all of them⁠‍ followed Yuri’s decision.​

“They‍⁠‍ don’t say anything?”⁠​‌

“No.”⁠

The⁠‌⁠ messengers Yuri had‌​‍ sent returned with‌‌ the same answer.‍

“They‍ say they trust‌​‌ Your Highness.”

“Well…”‌⁠

It‌⁠ was an answer​‌⁠ that even put‌‍‍ some pressure on​‌ him.

But‍ Yuri had never​‍ feared the burden​‍ placed on his⁠ shoulders. He calmly​‍ accepted that the⁠‍⁠ fate of the‌ Anti-Imperial Alliance, and⁠‌​ even of the⁠ entire continent, depended‌ on him.

It‍⁠ was his duty.​​

“Good,‌⁠‍ in that case,⁠ there’s no reason⁠⁠⁠ to hesitate. Let’s​‍ go immediately.”

Thus,‌​ Briol’s army decided⁠‍​ to march to​ Zveta, and the⁠‍ other countries followed‍⁠⁠ without objection. The​‍​ Anti-Imperial Alliance, which⁠​ had originally been‍ heading for the⁠⁠⁠ imperial capital, changed​​⁠ course toward Zveta.‍

As⁠‍ the march continued,⁠ Yuri began to‌​ believe what Hernando​ had told him‌ about the Mandate.⁠‍‌

Because​⁠​ at a certain‍ moment, within the‌ mental domain, he⁠‍ began to see‌ the distant aura⁠ of Zveta.

At‍​ his words, Hernando⁠ nodded.

“Yes.​‌‍ But it’s not‌ a good sign.‍ It means the‌‌​ presence of something​ in Zveta is‍ becoming clearer.”

“I‍⁠⁠ see.”

“We‌⁠ must hurry.”

But‍​​ soon, Briol’s army⁠‌⁠ had to stop.⁠⁠ Something was blocking​​ their way.

“What‌ does this mean?”⁠

“Meaning?⁠‍ None, don’t you‌⁠ think?”

Jared,‌ humming beside Yuri,⁠‌ spoke.

“They’re⁠ blocking the way,‌ so we just⁠‌ have to go‌⁠ and smash everything.”​‍

On‌‍​ the route to⁠ Zveta, the imperial⁠‌ army had set‌‍‌ up a defensive‍ line. Its structure⁠​ was extremely solid.​‌

Yuri‌ had the feeling⁠ that the Empire‌‌ valued Zveta more‍ than the imperial​‍​ capital.

After‍ all, the one⁠‌ controlling the Empire‍ now was Cedric.‌ For him, the⁠‌​ symbolism of the​​ capital meant nothing.‌‌

Cedric‍‍ was only doing‌ all this to‌​​ build the world‍ of his dreams,‍​​ without caring about‌ the values the⁠ Empire might hold‌⁠ dear.

Yuri⁠‌ thought he had‌‍​ made the right‍‌‌ choice in choosing‍​⁠ Zveta. Then why⁠‍‍ had Cedric mentioned‍ Zveta on purpose‌‌⁠ to draw his⁠ attention?

While‍‌​ unsheathing Guilty, Yuri⁠‍ murmured.

“I⁠ don’t need to​ know what goes​‍⁠ through that lunatic’s‍ mind. Lord Inariel!”​

Yuri‌⁠‌ immediately looked for‌​ the mage. He‍‌‌ appeared as if‌​ he had been​‌ waiting.

“What​‍‍ do you need⁠⁠ me to do?”​

“The‍‍‍ usual.”

Yuri‌ smiled broadly.

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