‘Gerard.’

It was Gerard Gain.

Juan’s eldest son and the assassin who he had been searching for a long time was sitting on the throne on his behalf. After waiting for decades for Juan to arrive, Gerard finally faced Juan once again.

Juan had imagined the situation where he would encounter Gerard again countless times. However, this was nothing like he had imagined. There was no way that Juan could imagine Gerard attaching his own body’s parts to Juan’s corpse and waiting for him within it.

Juan wanted to scream, but he couldn’t move even a single inch.

Gerard roared and refused to let go of Juan’s arm—it was as if he would break it.

“Give me… the Crown!”

Juan had a hard time understanding this situation. In Juan’s memory, Gerard was a knight who tried his best to be noble despite being imperfect.

But now, he couldn’t understand why Gerard was standing in front of him looking like a monster.

Then, it suddenly occurred to Juan that Dane might have ruined Gerard.

“I trusted you! I trusted you, but this is what I get?!” Gerard shouted desperately.

Juan couldn’t understand Gerard’s words.

‘What did he believe in me for? In fact, I am the one who believed in him and was betrayed.’

Juan lit up his flames in his best attempt to hold out against Gerard. The white flames...