I'm Ready for Divorce!

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“……”

It was undoubtedly the case that Caville was suspicious of the Princess and defiant of her interference.

Inside the brooch on his chest, Ifrit whispered, ‘You have a lot of doubts. Doesn’t she look like a princess to you?’

‘She seems suspicious.’

‘Stop being so stubborn! She is not suspicious.’

‘And how do you know that?’

‘Why you… Could you be careful with your words? I am the Spirit King! I can see when people lie or not. You dare make light of my words? I am an adult now!’

‘Shut up, you’re so noisy.’

He forced Ifrit to shut up, giving the Princess another suspicious look.

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Princess Larissa glanced at him, afraid of Caville’s cold gaze.

After the fall of the Empire of Dayev, she was taken by the Urta soldiers and imprisoned in the dungeon of her own palace.

“How do you feel about being trapped in the basement of the Imperial Palace where you lived your whole life? Is this your first time here?”

“By the way, you’re very pretty, aren’t ya? Hahaha! I’m sure our emperor would love to…”

They mocked and laughed at Larissa.

After bringing the war to victory, the Urta soldiers declared that they would dedicate the princess to their emperor.

Princess Larissa was terrified.

“Take this.”

Moments later, the servant of her aunt turned out to be hiding among the soldiers. He handed over a small dagger and a letter to Larissa.

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Her aunt was a traitor who betrayed the Empire of Dayev and swore allegiance to the Empire of Urta.

She then tried to dedicate her niece, Princess Larissa, to the Emperor of Urta.

However, her aunt also pitied her, so she sent her a dagger in case she couldn’t take it anymore.

Larissa cried as she read the letter of apology.

‘Mother, father, I’m sorry. I’ll follow you soon.’

She aimed the dagger at her neck and tried to end her own life.

But suddenly…

A beam of light flashed from the thin bracelet she always wore.

‘What’s happening?’

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It was a gift from her mother, so she had thought it was just an old antique.

But it was actually an ancient artifact that could only be triggered during emergencies.

After the light faded away, she saw that the artifact had opened a mysterious gate.

Unfortunately, the gate was so small that she couldn’t pass through it.

“There, it was from there!”

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”

Then the gate got bigger and bigger, but the pace it was increasing at was too slow.

Two soldiers who noticed the strange gate unlocked and entered her cell.

At that moment, the gate was finally completed. Larissa threw herself over it without any hesitation.

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The two soldiers succeeded in following Larissa through the gate and tried to kill her.

But Caville had chanced upon them.

Larissa greeted Caville, saying she was grateful to him for saving her life. Unfortunately, Caville did not respond.

“You expect me to believe you?”

“…The Imperial Palace of Dayev is currently occupied by the Urtans, but I remember the whole layout of the Palace!”

“You say that, but do you have any proof?” Caville retorted.

He was utterly handsome, but his gaze was very cold.

However, she could see that it was filled with an endless depth of ink, sorrow, and pain.

“In two days, the Emperor of Urta will visit the Dayev Palace. He will definitely come!”

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“……”

“He came to take me himself. I was forced to dedicate myself to the emperor.”

“In two days….” Caville mumbled.

After pondering for a moment, he ordered Brien, “Brien, you stay here. If there’s no news in two days, you must kill this woman.”

“Is Your Grace not modifying the plan?”

“How could you easily believe this woman and tell me to revise my plan?” He glowered.

“…..”

“Do you believe all her words? If she asks you to die, will you follow it as well?”

Caville glared at Brien.

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“I will come back soon.”

As planned, Caville crossed the canyons of the Catan Mountains with only a few of his knights.

The next morning, all the Urtan soldiers who visited the Dayev Palace were all murdered.

None of the Urtan soldiers, who were waiting in barracks outside the palace, noticed the massacre.

And two days later, as Larissa said, the Emperor of Urta arrived at the palace.

Caville sat on the throne alone, waiting for the Emperor, Heikar II.

And the moment he appeared, Caville cut Heikar and his knights without a moment’s hesitation.

“Burn them all.”

At Caville’s order, Ifrit came out of the ancient artifact.

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The red wolf, who was now the size of a large house, soon spread its large wings and flew.

As he soared, he left hot flames in his wake.

Caville continued to lead the Knights and advanced to the capital of the Empire of Urta.

Upon hearing the news, the Allied Forces and the Paladins quickly crossed the canyon.

However, when they arrived, the Empire of Urta in the eastern continent had turned to ashes.

And standing in the center was Caville Cernoir, along with his red wolf.

“Oh, dear Lord…”

The priest who witnessed the scene stared at him in wonder. In their eyes, the appearance of Caville was like the incarnation of Tvekra, the God of War, himself.

The war, which had been sluggish throughout the year because of the internal dispute, ended in a sea of ​​fire.

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However, Handar’s army still remained.

Caville ordered Ifrit to track them down.

* * *

But not everything worked out so easily. Ifrit had failed to track Handar’s retreating army.

Caville clearly remembered the story of Ifrit.

“What? Are you looking down on me? You’ll be surprised to know how sensitive my nose is. I can track everything even if they were at the ends of the earth!”

He did, but now…

“What can you actually do?”

“……”

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Handar, the retreating warlord of the Empire of Urta, and Zendikar, the son of the emperor.

Ifrit had tracked them for days but to no avail.

Caville glared at Ifrit.

“I can only track those whose faces I remember…”

“….Is that an excuse?”

Ifrit replied, “Don’t worry because I remember your wife’s face. Oh, it was when she was young though, does she look different now?”

“Different?”

Caville creased his eyebrows.

“Well, of course, she’ll look different. You have changed too, right? Even so, you were pretty cute as a child.”

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“……”

Caville suddenly grew anxious.

‘I’m different from when I was young? I certainly changed. I got taller and my physical appearance changed too.’

His face had many traces of his childhood, but he was no longer a timid child.

He was now a hero who led the war to victory.

“…What if I’m so ugly that my wife hates me?”

“Well, that’s more likely to happen, seeing as how she hasn’t sent you even a single letter.” Ifrit said, earning a glare from Caville.

Ifrit was afraid of being kicked, so he hurriedly hid into the artifact.

* * *

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The emperor was greatly pleased to hear that Caville Cernoir made the Empire of Urta into a sea of ​​fire. The Temple had also welcomed the news of the victory.

A few days ago, priests and messengers of the emperor came to Caville’s barracks, but Caville wasn’t happy with them at all.

“Your Grace.”

Caville heard Brien’s voice outside the barracks and ordered him to come in.

“More priests are looking for Your Grace. What should I do with them?”

“Send them away.”

“…I understand. Oh, and Princess Larissa of the Dayev Empire painted a sketch of General Handar.”

“Really? Then I’ll be able to find him soon.”

“Yes, the warlord will soon be caught. However, Prince Zendikar of the Empire of Urta seems to have fled toward the North Sea of ​ Lavlensia, so it will be difficult to find him.”

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“You take care of that. My role is to catch the warlord. Once I catch him, I’ll go home right away.”

“Understood.”

Brien bowed and went out.

Caville did not like the Temple and the Imperial Government. They fought over everything, and now they were pestering Caville.

The temple spread a story about Caville. It was said that Caville used the power of the Spirit King of Fire, just like the first Duke of Cernoir.

“The Duke of Cernoir’s faith was deep, thus the Tvekra God gave him strength.”

“Caville Cernoir is a child of God.”

“Caville Cernoir is the hero of the Great War of Thysser.”

The rumors were outrageous.

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It was also said that Larissa’s artifact used to belong to the Temple.

The bracelet was one of the relics of the Temple in the past when it suddenly went missing.

Princess Larissa decided to donate the bracelet, a memento of her parents, to the Temple.

“It would be safer to store it in the Temple. Please keep my parents’ belongings.”

The temple began to praise her as if they were moved by her words.

“They have chosen to side with the Princess who recovered the relic of the Temple.”

‘The kind princess who had the power to open gates with her powerful artifact.’

They twisted the truth.

Still, Caville had no interest in them. Whether people praised the princess or not, all he cared about was to take down the enemy with the information he got.

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However, the temple didn’t stop there. They began to pair the princess and Caville together.

“The Child of God and the Princess led the war to victory.”

They kept spreading nonsense.

There was also news that the princess was actually the emperor’s niece amid the war.

‘How much longer are they going to spout bullshit?’

The Princess acted as if she had become a bridge that harmonized the Temple and the Imperial Government.

It got to her head and she began to speak to Caville without any restraint.

Caville was running out of patience.

He wanted to throw everything away as soon as possible and return back to Elody.

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Fortunately, in two months, General Handar was caught and he was executed on the spot.

With his death, the seven-year war had ended.

‘It’s finally over.’

Finally.

It was time to go home.