“It’s a conspiracy! A set up! Open this door right now!! You bastards!! Open the door!!”0

The shouts echoed through the prison, unanswered. The soldiers guarding the cell kept their heads down and avoided his gaze. The sight of the once-mighty First Prince, capable of toppling the most powerful men, confined to a cell was surreal. 0

“Luon!” a voice called out from outside the prison. 0

There was commotion. 0

“I’m sorry, but this is an imperial decree... No one is allowed to enter.”0

“Step aside, or I’ll cut your head off first.”0

“...”0

Intimidated, the captain of the guards reluctantly opened the prison gate. The woman descended the stairs hurriedly, wearing a dress far too ornate for a place like this. 0

In this situation, only one person would dare defy the emperor’s orders to come and see Luon—the empress herself. 0

“This is Olivurn’s doing. It must be Olivurn! This is all his plot! Me, poison Kromen?! That’s utterly absurd!” Luon shouted while gripping the bars. 0

Normally, the bars of the cell would have been infused with mana, preventing the detainee from touching them. Luon wasn’t aware that the warden had done him a small act of mercy. 0

“I know. I never even thought...0