The next day, a new burial chamber was built next to King James VIII's.
The chamber didn't have many decorations, just a simple line of words carved on it: Tomb of King James VIII's Best Friend, Eldar.
The words were written by Mary herself and carved by the palace craftsmen in the shortest time possible.
Although it was against the rules to place a chamber that didn't belong to a royal in the royal cemetery, the people who witnessed the scene last night didn't object.
In fact, even if they did, it wouldn't be of any use.
Mary was very persistent on this matter.
"Your Highness, there are some bad rumors circulating in the palace."
Duke Zilin said softly during Mary's break.
"About Duke Eldar?"
Mary asked without even looking up.
"Yes."
The young duke nodded.
"Find the source and find out their true intentions.
If they are just gossiping, give them 10 strokes of the rod.
If they are malicious, send them to Perry Kaner, I want to know who the mastermind is. "
The young princess said calmly.
"Yes, Your Highness."
The young duke bowed and walked out.
The young duke wasn't used to Mary's swift and decisive actions overnight.
Though, the young duke didn't think it was a bad thing.
As the ruler of a country, blindly being merciful wouldn't do.
The young count, who was in charge of the Northlands, was well aware of this.
Soon, half an hour later, Duke Zilin returned to Mary's office with the investigation report in hand, the king's conference room.
"Zardin and Obould's death wasn't enough to scare them?"
Mary frowned when she saw the report from Duke Zilin.
"Your Highness, you should never underestimate the greed and ignorance of these people."
The young duke curled his lips into a grin.
The young duke didn't have the slightest fondness towards the nobles that occupied Riverdale like parasites.
He didn't use them before and he wouldn't use them in the future.
A bunch of bastards who made an issue out of the pitiful old man's death should be hung on the gallows.
"If they have forgotten the pain, it only means that the pain wasn't enough for them to remember!"
The young princess muttered softly.
"Did Hon. 2567 mention it?"
The young Count listened to this completely uncharacteristic speech style of the young princess and immediately made a guess.
"Yes."
"I think it makes sense."
"Send enough people to make them feel pain."
The young princess nodded. After issuing the final order, she stood up from her chair and walked to the weapon rack.
Picking up a longsword from the top seriously, the young princess walked towards the empty space of the King's Meeting Room. A swordsmanship instructor had been waiting there for a long time.
Why not Kieran?
There was no point in battling with a huge disparity in strength.
Mary knew this very well, so she chose the royal swordsmanship instructor and not Kieran or the Duke of Zilin.
The difference between them was too great.
The young duke nodded in admiration when he saw Mary brandishing her sword and launching a lightning-fast attack.
It was because of the other party's talent and hard work.
Every day, apart from the necessary time to deal with official business, Mary would undergo sword training without a break.
"As long as she perseveres, catching up to me is just a matter of time, right?"
The thought bloomed in the young duke's heart.
However, the young duke shook his head right away.
He thought of Kieran.
With Kieran's guidance, Mary wouldn't just catch up to him, surpassing him would be the norm.
Once he thought of Kieran, the young duke sighed again.
Up until now, he hadn't found anything that could be used to exchange for the Snake School's ultimate.
"What should I use in exchange?"
The young duke muttered to himself.
…
Kieran got to know about Mary's order right away through Perry Kaner.
He didn't say anything about Mary's order.
Mary was an independent being with her own thoughts. She wasn't Kieran's vassal and didn't need to listen to his opinion.
However, Kieran still clearly felt the impact of the elderly duke's death on Mary.
"Not telling you!"
Once he thought of the elderly duke's words before his death, Kieran couldn't help but take in a deep breath.
It was obvious that Mary did it on purpose.
She didn't even give Kieran any leeway.
"Revenge?"
Kieran shook his head.
He didn't mock Mary's naivety.
Neither would he mock Mary's naivety.
Mary insisted on her own thoughts and carried out her own will.
Maybe their ideals were different.
But …
It was enough for anyone to show their respect to Mary.
However, Mary's choice wouldn't be Kieran's choice.
Risking his life for his friend.
Even if it was a narrow escape, Kieran wouldn't be afraid.
However, after his friend's death, following his friend to death was something Kieran couldn't do.
At most …
He would kill all of his friend's enemies in order to pay homage to his friend's soul in heaven.
"As expected, different ideals huh?"
After a sigh, Kieran focused all his attention on the secret words that Mary uttered before her death.
"The light of death, pierce through heaven and earth?
What could it be? "
Kieran furrowed his brows in deep thought.
Kieran hated this kind of secret words that came out of nowhere. What was more annoying was that the person who uttered the secret words was dead, preventing him from getting more information.
It was undoubtedly one of the worst news he could get.
Of course, it wasn't without good news.
Kieran wasn't the only one searching for answers.
Maxim, the chronicler of the Raven Sect, was sitting behind a newly moved study table, reading the books related to the Warren royal family.
Some of the books were from the royal family's collection.
Some were from the Raven Sect's collection.
Celty who was munching on a maltose like snack was also concentrating on his reading.
He was trying his best to not distract his attention from the sweet taste on his tongue.
Though, it was a pity …
"Celty, quiet down."
Maxim couldn't help but raise his head as he was distracted by his friend's smacking noises.
"Okay, okay."
Celty nodded repeatedly but the smacking noises got louder.
Maxim frowned hard.
However, he couldn't do anything to his friend. In the end, he lowered his head back to the book in his hand.
Ten seconds later, Maxim stood up.
The commotion scared Celty so much that he kept his mouth shut, as if he was afraid that his friend would snatch the candy from his mouth. Maxim, on the other hand, went around his friend and ran towards Kieran with a joyful expression.
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