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Chapter 141: The End of Rodel Iwood

The rebellion led by Marquis Eiger.

Though the ringleader, Marquis Eiger, was slain on the battlefield, Rodel Iwood, the nominal commander-in-chief, was captured alive.

Rodel’s mother is a concubine from the allied nation, the Gaizel Empire.

In determining his fate, discussions were held with the Empire, addressing the involvement of soldiers and mercenaries who appeared to be from the Empire in the rebellion.

However, the Empire naturally denied any involvement in the rebellion. They claimed that their people had merely been hired as mercenaries without their orders.

While there were individuals among the rebel casualties who appeared to be soldiers of the Empire, no definitive evidence could be found.

The Empire demanded the extradition of Rodel, the rebellion’s ringleader, and his mother.

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Of course, the kingdom refused.

Though negotiations between the two countries became intense, after long discussions, it was agreed to give Rodel a poisoned chalice and extradite the concubine to the Empire.

From the kingdom’s perspective, they did not want to escalate matters unnecessarily with the Empire, but they absolutely could not hand over Rodel, who could again be used as a symbol.

From the Empire’s side, though they could not afford to lose face by having their concubine killed, they judged that they couldn’t currently afford to be hostile against the kingdom that had suppressed the rebellion in just one day. Even the hawkish factions desiring war were of the opinion that it was too early to fight against the kingdom.

As a result, both sides avoided a direct confrontation and accepted a compromise.

With Rodel, who had Imperial blood, dying, cracks had undoubtedly appeared in the alliance.

However… given the Empire’s involvement in the rebellion, some consequences were inevitable.

The kingdom, on the other hand, began to increase its vigilance against the Empire, now seen as a potential enemy akin to the northern barbarians.

“That concludes the negotiations with the Empire. We will bring the poisoned chalice in three days. Until then, please find peace.”

“…”

Upon receiving the death sentence from the civil official, Rodel Iwood, who had been confined, uttered no words.

Without groveling for mercy, without cursing the civil official… he remained silent, prepared to accept the poisoned chalice.

His mother had already left the country.

She, the concubine, had been divorced by the king and tearfully bid farewell to Rodel.

Rodel, raised by the queen dowager, had almost never interacted with his mother, but it seemed she had faced no consequences for not being involved in the rebellion.

He had thought his mother had no interest in him… but now, he knew otherwise.

“Is this the end for me…”

Alone in the room after the civil official left, he murmured quietly.

Rodel was imprisoned in a cell fit for nobility.

Although the entrance was closed with iron bars, the room was furnished and the meals were sumptuous. He even had hot water for bathing, so he lacked nothing in his daily life.

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If he wished, he could even call for a courtesan before he died… but Rodel no longer felt any sexual desire.

Once, he had sought to ravish women’s bodies passionately… but now, surprisingly, he felt no such urge.

He had assaulted maids, brought noble daughters into his room… and even attempted to interfere with his engaged classmate, setting fire to the interfering man, but he was no longer the same man.

(…If I were to struggle and behave so shamefully, that man would surely be disappointed.)

That was what Rodel felt in his heart.

The last enemy he fought on the battlefield… his feelings for Rest Clover.

Rodel and Rest fought fiercely, exchanging blows of their magic in a duel.

That battle… strangely filled Rodel’s heart.

It brought him an exhilaration and satisfaction he had never felt even when embracing a beautiful woman.

And even after being defeated and left half-dead, he still cherished the wounds carved into his body.

(Rest Clover…)

Just remembering that man’s face made him feel no fear even of death.

It wasn’t friendship. Nor was it affection. And certainly not homosexual.

Rodel struggled with this unfamiliar emotion, but nevertheless, he didn’t find it unpleasant.

(That’s right… I… enjoyed it…)


Simply put… he had enjoyed it.

The presence of someone who could stand in the same place as him, and the joy that filled him.

It was something Rodel had never experienced in his life even once.

(If possible, I wanted to be killed by you… no, that’s not quite right.)

If he had died on that battlefield, he wouldn’t have had to reflect on his own foolishness. That feels unforgivable.

He must reflect. He must regret.

Perhaps this is the punishment given to him, who inflated his empty pride and hurt many people.

Or… perhaps Rest spared him to give him time for such atonement.

(Thank you… Rest Clover. Thanks to you, I can face myself and depart in peace.)

Is there anything I can do to thank him?

During the time left to him, Rodel pondered, and one idea came to mind.

(Yes… there was my grandmother’s inheritance…)

His grandmother, the queen dowager, had left behind hidden wealth.

Only Rodel knew of its existence, hidden in a certain place.

What if he left a will directing that inheritance to Rest?

(There’s a risk it could be seized by the state… but if it’s given by Father and Brother, even if only a part, Rest Clover might receive it.)

The queen dowager’s hidden wealth amounted to a sum comparable to the national budget.

Even if it were just a fraction, it would be helpful if it went into Rest’s pocket.

(…Farewell. My worthy opponent in spirit. I pray sincerely for your success.)

Three days later.

Rodel Iwood, the third prince, received the poisoned chalice and perished.

Though not officially announced, Rodel, who had been involved in the rebellion, was not allowed to be buried in the royal cemetery.

However… a temple was built in a remote area by Rest Clover, who was given part of his inheritance, and he was buried there, so that he could rest in peace.

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