The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
{Season 2} A Group of Magicians
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The figure smiled obliquely in silence, it turned out to fool the girl who was still unstable to her own feelings, very pleasant.
"I will try to make them lose their loved ones."
...~ The Atrocious Duke's Wife...
...Chapters...
...(34)...
The quiet days of Erosphire are not always preserved. The peace and quiet that had always filled the air, was now replaced with whispers and suspicions towards each other.
Rumors about the creature have spread, rumors about the mysterious power have fused.
People's lives are no longer separated from a negative thought and a sense of alert if the attack of the insulted creature returns to action.
It all started with a huge explosion that happened in the back of the palace. A group of figures wrapped their bodies in strange robes were seen.
The explosion was very large, making the guards immediately shocked.
A group of unidentified figures had ransacked the entire building behind the palace, making the building partially destroyed.
Surprisingly, when there was a smoke covering the vision of the guards, suddenly the group was scorched away as the wind passed.
Even in the days that followed, various attacks again occurred randomly throughout the land of Erosphire.
Not only that, the mysterious group of figures also left a note that always contained some of the same broken words.
Just then, people start to feel anxious, afraid, anxious, worried, and worse.
Magicians.
Rumors about those who attacked the kingdom have spread widely like a stretch of ocean, some even think that witches have certain characteristics, namely as follows.
First, witches could teleport before the eyes could catch their presence.
Second, their gender is believed to be all female.
Third, they could kill without leaving any traces.
Their blood is believed to be jet black.
Feeling threatened, the people did not hesitate to go to the palace in crowds and raise their complaints about the threat that began to invade.
Lately, the palace has always been busy with meetings that discuss the threat of non-identity without stopping.
Moreover, with the insistence of complaints from the people, making the nobles involved in the effort to handle the shocking event was very exhausted.
However, there was always an awkwardness whenever the stampede occurred. As has been said, the attackers always leave letters that contain the same message.
Messages that make someone's position threatened, messages that make someone's position more cornered.
The message is able to make the people ignore the decision that will make the second prince as the leader of the next country.
If the crown prince is not handed down from the next king's candidate, then we will continue to attack the entire kingdom.
That is. the content of the message.
...~•~...
"If it continues like this, then that group of witches will continue to attack our country!"
"That's right! We have to make a quick decision, before we lose more lives!"
"The people keep asking for help, of course we can't just ignore them!"
"Please consider, Your Majesty!"
Various urges kept popping up, making a prince who was in the room to insist on the crown prince who was in the room.
He did not let go of his fist from earlier, trying to hold back the stirring emotions and flowed into his entire pulse.
Wh why? He himself did not even know who these people were, and now suddenly a group of witches wanted him to get off the next king candidate.
What kind of joke is at play right now?
The current King Hamilton thought with a frown on his forehead. The man who was the leader of the kingdom that was being hit by the threat was really confused.
On the other hand, he had to protect his people. And on the other side, he also had to think about his son.
There was no way he would just directly remove the crown prince from the position of the next king candidate.
Feeling insufficient, the king of Hamilton again said trying to find an opinion that he could consider.
"What about you, Duke Floniouse? What should we do to solve this problem?" king Hamilton asked the blond man who had just taken his new title.
As promised, the man took his due after fulfilling his duty of winning the war between the kingdoms of Erosphire and Uraby a few days ago.
The Duke Arlen de Floniouse. The first son of the Floniouse family, the star who has brought the struggles of the brave knights to victory through the aisle of suffering.
Arlen was speechless with his gaze and calm attitude as usual, before long some of his opinions were spoken from his lips.
"I think it would be nice to think about the safety of the people. I do not intend to remove Prince Yari from the throne, but a kingdom will not be able to stand without its people" the man said without a single note in his sentence.
Silence struck, the other nobles present seemed to consider. They wanted to speak, yet were afraid of offending the crown prince.
Worst of all, they could lose their breath right then and there.
"I think Duke Floniouse's opinion can be considered."
Suddenly, the other prince present in the meeting made a sound, stealing all the attention for him.
The second prince of the Erosphire kingdom, prince Darren Erosphire.
"What makes you feel that Duke Floniouse's opinion is worth considering?" sela prince Yari sarcas.
"Please don't take it personally. Of course I don't just talk" prince Darren replied with a smile. "I just feel that the safety of the people is our top priority, and their lives are precious to us."
A look of dislike began to radiate from the gaze of prince Yari. He glared at Prince Darren, as did Arlen.
"I'm sorry if I interrupt, it's true what Duke Floniouse and His Highness Prince Darren have said that the safety of the people is very important, but of course we can not arbitrarily determine the next leader of this country, is not it?"
One of the nobles who was on the side of Prince Yari voiced out, again inviting attention.
"The people are important to make a kingdom stand, but isn't a good leader who must sustain all things for his kingdom?"
The Marquess-titled nobleman spoke again, but he did not seem satisfied to express his opinion.
"Isn't everything about this candidate held up to find a worthy leader? If it was only because of the attack, one of the participants was demoted from his title. So, can it be called fair?"
Whispers by whispers are heard. The opinion of the Marquess sounded very reassuring in their hearing. King Hamilton thought again.
"If we continue to obey the will of the enemy, won't they continue to blackmail us?"
Prince Yari felt a little calm when he heard that opinion, and he felt that he was a little saved due to the way the other nobles view him.
Prince Darren and Arlen fell silent, they no longer let out words.
Until shortly, an opinion was thrown from the figure of a long brown girl who had been quietly observing the entire debate.
Attention, now distracted to him who started to say sentence by sentence.
Cassandra looked at the Marquess closely. Then he said back. "You can say that because you are a person of high security. However, can you be held responsible by their deaths for the justice you mean?"
"But doesn't life always go that way? Humans will always face danger, you can not bestow their life flow and make it my responsibility" said the Marquess.
Cassandra clucked in silence. "So you will always think that the death of the people has been their destiny? So you'll keep thinking that your negligence in keeping them safe, has become their destiny line?"
"How dare you...!" the Marquess growled, standing with a murderous look.
The girl with the garnet was undaunted, she returned the look without fear.
"That's enough! We are not here to hear your fights" said king Hamilton mediating their debate.
Upon hearing the warning, the Marquess immediately snorted a rough breath. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
"I'm sorry I made such a fuss at this very important meeting, Your Majesty," Cassandra bowed and sat back as the Hamilton king nodded his head.
"Well, if so, does anyone still want to express an opinion?" ask king Hamilton.
All the nobles fell silent again, their idea was already drained due to the meetings that had been held a few days ago.
They are silent, reluctant and can no longer express ideas that never crossed their minds.
"I, Your Majesty."
Again, attention was again grabbed by the long brown girl who was lifting her hand gracefully.
"Are you sure you're not going to disturb this smooth-sitting again?" King Hamilton said.
"Yes, Your Majesty. I have learned from my mistakes." The girl lowered her head, then began to speak when she had obtained the gesture of permission.
"What, if we speed up the selection to determine who the next king's successor is, Your Majesty?" the girl's proposal invites confusion that engulfs the people present at the meeting.
What does the next king's decisive selection have to do with the threat of invading the kingdom?
"What do you mean, Countess?" King Hamilton became interested, this proposal was very different from the others.
"As Marquess Feron said earlier, justice must be included to determine who will be the next king's successor" she said.
"What if... we test the skills of the candidates right now? That way, when it has been decided who won, then we will side with one of them for the action of handling this threat" he added.
King Hamilton thought again, This is not a bad thing. However, he must need a proper example in order to be able to believe that opinion.
"Can you set an example? What selection activities can make the candidates worthy to be the next king?" ask king Hamilton.
Cassandra was silent to make the atmosphere even more gripping, before long everyone was flabbergasted when anomalous sentences were thrown from her lips.
"War between Erosphire and Nephorine, has not their kingdom signaled us to wage war?"
Everyone was wide-eyed, not for Prince Darren or Arlen. They seemed not to be carried away by the gripping currents that hit.
"War?! Isn't our original goal just to find a solution to the threat from the group of witches?!" marquess Feron's men did not accept.
"The threat you're saying isn't just an ordinary threat. Didn't you say that they were a group of witches? Their power is definitely beyond our thinking. Suppose they get upset and blow up and destroy this country, what are you going to do?" the girl's cut was long.
Hearing that, the other nobles immediately shuddered in horror. That's right, this is a very dangerous threat.
The invader was a magician, certainly their strength was beyond reason.
"If they spread a deadly poison without our knowledge and death approaches all of us, can you overcome it?" Cassandra couldn't stop talking.
He had to make his opponent no longer able to talk back and interrupt him.
"Pending something longer, won't make the situation better. Please remember that, Marquess," continued the girl full of emphasis.
Worry, worry, and fear reemerge. The emotion again overwhelms and rushes among the wandering negative thoughts.
The atmosphere that was originally mediocre, now turned into very suffocating due to the overwhelming paranoid feeling.
If it was true that what the girl with the title of Countess said was true, hadn't the great defeat been right before them?
"The Countess' proposal is right! We can't delay! Please make your decision, Your Majesty!"
"The safety of this country is really threatened, we can no longer act as if nothing happened. Please ask for your policy!"
"Safety is paramount, please consider it, Your Majesty!"
The atmosphere was crisp, the diverse urges sounded ear-piercing. The room was filled with the fear of death.
Which human would not feel fear when death had been right in front of them to stab them?
Chaotic feelings, an unclear mind, a shaken mind, of course all that can make humans destroyed.
Thas right. That's what the girl named Countess was after from the beginning. In the initial meetings, he deliberately to be silent and not to argue anything.
In silence, he smiled cunningly when he saw the atmosphere in between.
He just waited for the play date. The plans? Cassandra had been thinking about and preparing for that for a long time.
Of support? With a Duke and prince protecting her, what more could she ask for?
Unknowingly, the meeting has now ended with the decision of the king who is still worried about all the different opinions.
"For a while, I'll rethink this again. We will meet in two more days in the same meeting, hope all can cooperate. You can come out."
The king's final decision was the closing of a meeting that was filled with debate.
...~•~...
After the meeting was over, Cassandra, Arlen, and Prince Darren were again chatting in a secret hideout.
A place where all their tools, materials, and materials were needed to make this hidden rebellion.
"How can you influence people so easily, Countess? I barely even understand what you've been talking about since," prince Darren chuckled.
Cassandra also laughed a little. "I'm just saying what's on my mind. That's all, Your Majesty," he replied.
"really? Instead I feel that you might have memorized the entire dialogue you were about to speak. You're so great" replied Prince Darren still faithful with the oddity.
"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty. I'm so honored to hear it." Cassandra smiled.
Shortly after, the brown unraveling girl glanced at the blond man beside her. "Didn't you want to tell me anything?" he sounds sulky.
Arlen glanced for a moment, then looked back straight ahead. "A lot of compliments I want to give you. But I'm afraid you won't be able to take it" the man replied, sounding seductive.
For some reason, Cassandra suddenly felt heat on her cheek. This feeling, he always felt. And according to him, it was very sweet.
"Oh, don't tease each other in front of me. I feel like an invisible creature" Prince Darren said.
Cassandra felt embarrassed, it seemed like prince Darren always caught wet their humiliating treatment.
"H-haha, forgive us, Your Majesty," said the girl scratching her jawbone with her index finger.
Prince Darren chuckled. "I'm just kidding! You don't have to be ashamed of that!"
The second prince of the Erosphire kingdom laughed, before long he smiled again and asked.
"But I'm still astonished, Countess. How can you make those Cermony villagers look like real witches?" asked Prince Darren could not help his curiosity.
Cassandra smiled meaningfully. "It's going to be a long story. I hope you won't get tired of hearing it."
...06.03.2021...