Chapter 125
“I accept the proposal.”
After the silence, Dale nodded. The crystallization of the ideology Dale had built as a mage. Saxon’s ‘Black Prince’ revealed his world without hesitation.
Facing a flowerbed where blue and black roses scattered, a pitch-black castle rose towering above the white and dark winter night.
There was no solid evidence to trust her. It was merely a straightforward matter of color theory. At least in Titania’s world, there was no such thing as ‘the color of the empire and the imperial family.’ Even if she were to cleverly use the imperial family to gain advantage, it did not necessarily mean she aligned with the emperor’s faction.
That’s how significant color was in the world of magicians. Just as the world Dale was unfolding demonstrated.
Above all, revealing the world did not directly equate to revealing Dale’s true identity. Titania, standing right before Dale, was no exception to this rule.
“With this, the information we provide is now equal.”
Dale lifted his head and gazed at Titania. As the lord reigning over the castle of solitude.
“Truly… it’s a landscape worthy of your title, Young Master.”
Toward the horizon of bitter cold and solitude, Titania murmured softly.
“I finally understand why that child holds such a special place in the heart of Saxony’s ‘Black Prince’.”
“That child?”
“The brilliant young daughter of the Crystal Queen. Or should I call her the wise fairy ‘Sepia’?”
