After a long silence, the Emperor said, "Albert, come with me to the study."

...

After entering the study.

The emperor looked at his eldest son.

"What did Gilmanoa tell you?"

Albert's fingers, which were behind his back, curled slightly.

"Father?"

The emperor raised his hand to interrupt his eldest son, saying, "I am aware of Gilmanoa's special characteristics."

"I won't ask you now why you, even though you're in the palace, could still cause trouble for your mother."

"I'll only ask you, what did Gilmanoa tell you?"

Albert looked at his father and asked, "Father, how much did the Dragon God tell you?"

The emperor stared at his eldest son.

Albert looked at the statue of the Holy Dragon on the wall in the study. "Gilmanoa said that we will all die."

"Everyone, everyone whose blood of the Holy Dragon flows through their veins."

The emperor looked at Albert and remained silent for a long time.

“Child, Gilmanoa’s abilities are not absolute.”

"He is not even a real god."

"Even the god of fate is not always right in his prophecies."

"That's why the Holy Dragon has always protected us, and protected you and Arthur."

Albert turned his head; his eyes were too deep.

"Father."

"I have tried to change history."

“From the time I first learned about Gilmanoa’s ‘special’ status when I was a child.”

"I've tried many things."

"Mother, I tried it this time too."

Do you remember?

“I advised you to kill Archie.”

"But you didn't listen."

"Now, he has become the new Dragon God."

"He sent men to kidnap your wife."

Albert stared at the Emperor, gently opened his mouth, and plunged the final knife in, "Father, Gilmanoa witnessed Mother's death."

"Died at the hands of Archie."

"It's terrible."

"Father, do you regret it?"