Volume 5, Prologue
The floor was covered with a huge number of dead bodies. Wounded corpses were lying on the floor. Burned corpses were lying on the floor. Mutilated corpses were lying on the floor.
All of them were so damaged that it was obvious at a glance that they had lost their breath.
This place is filled with blood that cannot be stopped. The flowers of death were blooming so brightly that they dyed the world red. The ceiling collapsed with a loud crash, sending up a cloud of dust and turning the red world gray.
The throne room, the symbol of prosperity, was about to collapse.
In a space filled with a strange smell, the air was dominated by the stench of decay, and the pervasive smell was that of death.
In the midst of such a hellish space, there is a woman buried in the rubble.
Her blue-green hair, which had lost its luster due to the dust, was dyed bright red, and fresh blood was dripping from the edge of her mouth. It was hard to tell if she was alive or dead.
A little farther away, a red-haired girl was leaning against a pillar and collapsed. Her whole body was covered with painful wounds. The only thing that could be understood was that she had been in a fierce battle.
However, it was impossible to grasp what had happened to her.
At the far end of the room, on the glittering throne that symbolizes this country, there was a headless corpse. The corpse, clad in a feathered robe of gold and silver threads, belonged to the emperor who reigned at the top of the land.
The lost head of the emperor lay at the feet of a man.
“…..Don’t you know that one after the other, those worthless people, are useless?”
The man spitting out vindictive words while holding his face ― he was the man who was called the First Prince.
In front of him, a gentle-looking twin-black boy is standing leisurely.
The boy――,
“I’ll kill you.”
――A ferocious smile appeared on his face.
This chapter is updat𝙚d by f(r)eewebn(o)vel.com