That day.
The day when the red curse that had persistently chased from the capital finally engulfed the gateway fortress.
The hellish scene that unfolded before Masain’s eyes still remained vivid in his mind.
“-Ma, Masain…. Quickly… you must escape…….”
The first to fall, covered in blood, was Masain’s personal maid. Being an ordinary person without any divine power, she must have been more vulnerable to the curse than others.
“-Ah, Your Highness Masain! Why are you the only one who is so unharmed? Please, please share the blessing of the Holy Imperial Family with us as well!”
The devout priest who had been praying for the people just a moment ago, suddenly changed the moment he was consumed by the curse and grabbed Masain’s collar.
He accused and accused Masain of monopolizing the grace of the Main God alone, and finally vomited bright red blood and collapsed to the floor.
“-Please take care of yourself. The legitimate heir to succeed the imperial throne is only you, Masain.”
When even the captain of the royal guard, who had been pleading like that, died shedding tears of blood, finally, there was no one left breathing in the gateway fortress except for Masain.
Ssshhh…
And the letters of that red curse that were densely covering the bodies of the dead.
“……!”
But now, after several years, those same characters from that time were crawling on Morres’s small hand, like a persistent swarm of ants desperately rushing to dismantle their prey.
Masain froze stiffly.
He could not approach.
Although the child had somehow become precious, like the goal of his life, and…