A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius - A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius chapter 338

338 – Memories of a Traitor (6)

February 107, Imperial Calendar.

I don’t remember the exact date.

Because I am imprisoned in Gibraltar.

-Traitor Gray Gibraltar, 13 criminal records! I am arresting you!

Corruption, embezzlement, murder, torture, etc.

-According to the Emperor’s command, death penalty!

There were too many charges against me to be properly dismissed by imperial law, and the imperial court sentenced the Margrave of Gibraltar to death, alleging abuse of his rights.

How dare you go to Gibraltar?

Of course, the empire had grown powerful enough to be suppressed by force.

The empire did not end the war.

Public opinion may have arisen that it would be okay not to increase strength now that Nostrum was destroyed, but the serial terrorist attacks of the revolutionary army still left a lingering feeling about the war in the minds of the citizens of the empire.

If Nostrum loses its power, it can be revived.

The moment you lay down your force, Gibraltar may betray you again.

So let’s develop more strength.

Let’s oppress all the second-class citizens of Nostrum by force, take away everything they have, and develop the power to suppress even Gibraltar, which has joined us, by force.

Either increase the number of masters, increase the skills to kill the master, or create a poison that even the master can suffer from.

Seven years of research was enough to temporarily overpower even the master.

If the syphilis that killed Noir was a golden miracle caused by a heroic being who inherited Nostrum’s blood, what caused traitor Gray to become disheveled was the remnants of silver that had accumulated in his body his over the past seven years.

I was addicted to silver.

In addition to what I smoked, more silver was accumulated in my body.

And what created that environment was the shadow of the empire that permeated Gibraltar.

Like Gibraltar, the imperial administrators whom my father had secretly brought from under the canyon walls had been planning to overthrow Gibraltar for 7 years, or even 10 years, since I was 17 years old.

A banquet.

I ended up drinking poisoned wine.

Assassins appeared, and they targeted Astasia.

I think we cut about four people.

That’s about the number of people I remember, and if you include the things I saw and saw, I think there were dozens.

There are four masters.

When I realized that they were four of the eight, I had already woken up chained in prison.

The imperial administrators who poured cups for traitors under me became guards who watched over me.

The traitors who came to the banquet held by the count and laughed at the fallen Nostrum immediately disappeared for fear of getting involved with me.

Astasia, who was my wife-

“Grey. If you don’t have a child, they say they will kill Gray.”

As the princess of a unified continent and my wife, she tried in every possible way to save me.

“It’s okay. Rather, embrace another woman. There are countless imperial princesses other than Astasia. If you do that, you will be able to survive.”

Astacia constantly tried to persuade me to choose the path her desired emperor in order to save me.

“There is no way I could embrace a woman other than a princess.”

“Then you die!”

“I’m sorry, princess.”

“Gray!”

I couldn’t choose.

“The moment you embrace a woman who is not you and impregnate her, the emperor will kill you.”

Even if I give birth to a child with another woman and that child shows decent talent, Astasia will be purged.

“As soon as I embrace a woman other than the princess, you will die. But are you asking me to live by killing you?”

“Even if it means doing that, I want to save you…!”

“Me too, princess.”

Save your loved ones by killing yourself.

We were very similar in that respect.

“Run away, princess.”

I suggested it to Astasia.

“Flee from this accursed land. Leave the Habsburgs, flee this continent and survive.”

“Grey…!”

“You must survive. I hope you survive.”

Persuaded.

“How can I live without you…!”

“If you die, I am finished. But if you live, I can rise again.”

Unless Astacia chooses to sacrifice herself for me, she will definitely have one chance.

“If I survive, only one person will survive, but if you survive and run away, two people may survive.”

“That’s…!”

“Honestly, I don’t know.”

The emperor had ordered.

To Astasia, force her to attack me.

Even though she knew what would happen to her child if she became pregnant, Astacia tried to have my child in front of the emperor.

“But at least if you really have a child, run away and go to some forest. Raise him there. Teach him, as a mother, what love is.”

To save me.

Although she did it to avoid the emperor’s urging, it was unclear whether it would lead to pregnancy.

“Please, I hope our children don’t grow up like us.”

But even so, I had to persuade them.

“So-“

“Be mine.”

What was Astasia doing at that time?

“If you just become mine.”

She seemed to be crying.

It seemed like he was wailing as if he was reciting a script or following given orders.

“I will spare your life.”

The princess was broken.

I was half-brainwashed by the person I hated and feared so much for the sole reason of saving me.

“I refuse.”

I spoke to the princess.

I spoke clearly to the Habsburg Emperor, who was looking down at me from the shadows behind the princess.

He must have brainwashed Astasia outside the prison.

If you don’t convince Gray Gibraltar, I will kill Gray Gibraltar first.

“You…Why?”

Astasia did not understand.

To be precise, he couldn’t accept that I wasn’t stubborn.

“This is how I want it!”

Astasia tried to save me by killing herself.

“The princess! If she becomes mine, the next emperor will be…!”

If I had a child with Astacia, the next emperor would definitely have been selected.

So I asked.

“Is the princess’s will the emperor’s will, or is it arbitrary?”

Is this really Astasia’s own opinion?

Are you really trying to save me by abandoning my children’s future?

Are we trying to pass on that blood-filled environment to our children again?

“Well, that is!”

Astasia could not answer.

She didn’t seem to know much about it herself, but she was so focused on saving me that she couldn’t make a rational decision.

“I just have to convince my father! So…!”

She tried to save me, even if it meant calling the emperor father and showing a friendly attitude towards him.

Astasia didn’t know anything.

That we cannot survive in the trap that the emperor has already laid out.

“The princess. “I am.”

I know.

“You will definitely commit suicide the moment your child dies.”

Astacia knew that the moment her child she gave birth to was killed or abandoned by her emperor, she would die, blaming herself.

“And if you die, it means I die too.”

“Well, that’s…!”

“Yes. It will be fine if I give birth well. Miraculously, a child who is like a superhuman.”

The only way to survive is to hope that Astasia gives birth to a child who is better than us.

“But no matter how talented he is, the environment in which he grows up will not have the love we hoped for.”

“…”

Astasia looked at me.

At least for that moment, I couldn’t see the emperor standing behind me.

“Okay then.”

Last moment.

“Us.”

Astasia understood me.

“Let’s die together.”

Kwa-ang.

An explosion occurred.

* * *

-Imperial calendar, probably sometime in 107.

Princess of the Fallen Kingdom, Naria Geo Nostrum.

She caused a terrorist attack in the prison and rescued me.

She didn’t tell me in detail at the time, but now that I think about it, she must have figured out somehow that Gibraltar was needed to bring about the miracle of Nostrum.

But she was only half successful.

One of the last two remaining Gibraltarians was executed.

My father is dead.

The emperor recorded a video of the execution of Crimson Gibraltar and distributed it to me for me to see, and I ended up watching my father be executed in silence.

“I have to go.”

“Where.”

“To save Astasia.”

But even in the midst of my father’s death, I tried to save Astasia.

It didn’t break down even when Mother, Letard, and Noir died.

My father died, but the reason my posture collapsed was simply because my legs lost strength for a moment due to physical exhaustion.

The emperor took Astasia hostage to find me, who had been kidnapped.

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At the same spot where her father died, Astasia once again had a knife draped around her neck in front of everyone.

“Princess. No. It’s too dangerous.”

“Even if it’s dangerous, it has to be like this for this moment. I take responsibility.”

The princess of the ruined country took me with her and headed to the scene directly, despite the opposition of the revolutionary army officers.

“Even if it ends like this, I don’t want to regret the choice I made at this moment.”

Thanks to the consideration of the princess of the ruined country, I arrived at the scene.

Astasia found me in the large crowd.

“My beloved prince.”

What did he say at the end?

“I really hope you survive.”

Memories are mixed.

“Even if I die, I hope you’re still alive.”

Is it because I always hesitate to recall the memory, or is there some variation occurring within the nightmare I was trying to bring out with silver?

“Don’t die, my love.”

Ah.

“Because it’s an order.”

I remembered.

“Live my share instead of me. “If you love me.”

That was her last curse and will that she left to me.

Suddenly.

And she cut her own throat with a blade.

* * *

Rattling.

“…!”

For a moment, I felt the blood draining from my whole body.

When is now?

Why am I here-

“Gray!”

“…Princess?”

A voice calling me from in front.

But somewhere a little younger and younger.

“…Ah.”

For a moment, it seems like I had a nightmare.

“I’m sorry. I guess I dozed off a bit.”

“It’s okay!”

The vibration of the bike is transmitted through Astasia sitting in front.

“Did I say something strange while I was sleeping?”

“…I didn’t do it!”

“Is that so?”

Even though I know I’m not that kind of person, I couldn’t help but ask.

For me, nightmares are not always new experiences unfolding in an unknown environment, but regrets due to past failures and frustrations.

“It went well. Well, it’s Gibraltar… !”

Gradually.

Gibraltar is starting to come into view.

The dawn that had come when we set off had disappeared, and the sun was crossing the middle of the sky.

“Just a little more…!”

“…”

Ppajik.

The sound of something breaking.

I felt a chill down my spine as I heard that sound in my arms.

In a nightmare, in my past memories.

The kind of anxiety Astasia felt right before she committed suicide.

“This…”

The crystal ball used to contact her father she was broken.

“…”

Sky.

Dark clouds began to cover the sun, casting a dark shadow.