타락한 뱀의 둥지에서

A sl*ve, a prisoner of a fallen kingdom.

To Benedict, that was all the woman meant.

She had moderate utility and sparked a slight interest.

“It’s partly my fault that you got hurt, master.”

“Ridiculous. Whether I tear flesh or break bones, you will have to keep using your shallow talents.”

A conqueror and a prisoner, a master and a sl*ve.

Originally, it was a relationship that should not exist or come close.

However, despite the annoyance, the woman began to get on his nerves.

“Master, my name is Hilde.”

“…”

“I thought you might not know my name yet.”

A woman so innocent and kind, it was almost foolish.

He felt strangely drawn to her. At some point, he wanted to keep her by his side. He wanted her heart.

When he finally got what he wanted,

He promised to place a crown of spring flowers on her silver hair…

But at the moment he decapitated his enemy and seized the glory of victory,

He faced the most terrible betrayal.

In front of the dying woman, Benedict realised something.

‘Hilde.’

The truth that what he had longed for was not just the Emperor’s crown.