Grand Duke Caligula... Looking back on his life, it was quite an eventful one.

When he was born, the entire Duchy of Caligula was calling his name... He, who was on whom high hopes were placed, did not disappoint his father's expectations and perfectly inherited the title of duke.

Under Caligula's rule, his reputation within the empire grew increasingly prominent, eventually earning him the respectful title of "Grand Duke." It was he who... became a crucial pillar supporting the empire in the early stages of the Imperial-Demon War.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Caligula will die as a hero, defending the imperial capital, and as a loyal witness to the empire's demise... at the hands of monsters.

That would be an epic.

However… someone who should never have been born was born. His name was Illa Elkaras, and he was born into the Elkaras family, a tiny family with an extremely small fiefdom.

In a burst of magical energy, Illa killed Caligula's child.

However, Caligula didn't care... Later, while studying at the Tower of Pure White, Inra killed another of his children in a duel, and he still didn't care.

The exceptionally talented Illa impressed Caligula greatly, who had high hopes for the young man's future. Caligula knew that Illa would be the empire's future hope, perhaps even giving the empire a chance to breathe.

then……

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After graduating, Yinla perfectly became a treacherous minister... bewitching two generations of kings, spreading treacherous rumors, acting rebelliously, forming cliques for personal gain, eliminating dissidents, being selfish and self-serving, and deceiving his superiors and subordinates.

Arrogance stemming from favor, indulgence in trivial pursuits, hoarding of prestige, attempts to seize power, persecution of colleagues, abuse of power leading to the downfall of the country, and cruelty to loyal and virtuous officials...

Yinla was involved in almost everything. While it is undeniable that he did turn the tide of the war between the empire and the monsters, there is no doubt that he was not a good subject.

At least for the imperial class, he was a traitor who was absolutely different from everyone else.

Everything began to change at that time.

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"..."

Caligula struggled to open his eyes, looking at the bustling crowd before him, then struggling to look up at Princess Isabel, who sat high above him... He knew he was about to be executed.

His vision was covered in blood, and he could only feel a wave of dizziness.

Why is this happening? Clearly... clearly... clearly... clearly... he was the most loyal, everything he did was for the empire, for his own power and for the empire itself.

For thousands of years, all nobles have done this, and he naturally did it too, naturally rejecting Illa who didn't... Is that wrong?!

"Is...this wrong?"

No, that's impossible, it's not my fault...

Caligula's eyes were wide open. He reached up and gripped the shackles around his neck. He was like a madman... He felt the world was absurd, and everything "right" and "wrong" seemed to have been switched.

"Hahaha……"

Caligula gasped for breath and collapsed weakly to the ground. Looking at the executioner with his knife raised, he suddenly realized at this moment that he was about to die.

"No...no...no...no...no no no no no no no no!"

!

"

Caligula, nearly driven mad, retreated helplessly, but was trapped in place with nowhere to go... He wasn't actually afraid of death; he had been prepared to die long ago.

Caligula has lived long enough.

"My children, my wife... what should I do?"

Caligula murmured, kissing the land of his beloved empire. He truly loved his wife... Even though he enjoyed playing with slaves, it didn't stop him from loving his wife deeply.

This is not contradictory.

"Duke Caligula III! His betrayal of the Empire during the war is unforgivable! Execute him immediately!"

As the judge read the inquisition, the executioner raised his blade high once more, its edge gleaming with a cold light... At this moment, Caligula, whose hands were already bound by the magic-suppressing stone shackles, was theoretically unable to struggle even in the slightest.

Of course, nothing in this world is absolute.

"no way!

A bunch of... lowly people! You wretches! You have no right to kill me!

!

Caligula roared, his fierce mana erupting forth. His terrifying willpower broke through the shackles and the magic-suppressing stone's seal on mana. His entire body burst forth with flames, appearing exceptionally intense at this moment. He shouted, "Only him! Only he is qualified!"

"

Who exactly is he here...? That's a question that doesn't need to be asked.

"Illa Elkaras! You coward, you bastard! Come out here! Get out here! You've been hiding, watching me suffer, you must be so happy! Then let's duel! Come and kill me!"

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Caligula's eyes had exploded, his own blood splattering on his face, turning the world crimson. Relying on his memory, he haphazardly threw mana at Isabella.

Even in his madness, he was absolutely certain that if Yinla were there, she would definitely come out to protect Yinsabella; this was a thought that existed in his subconscious.

Then, in that instant, a question suddenly popped into his mind. Everyone had the same question in their hearts, but he was only just beginning to ponder it at this moment—if Yinla was that kind of person, then could he still be considered a treacherous minister?

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