âMom! Calm down! The new churchâs headquarters are at Troy City! Are you telling me youâre going to massacre Troy City? That city is named after me! Mom, calm down! Additionally, there are elves and representatives of the North present there! Thatâs the city where our three races are united!â
I grabbed Momâs hand with all of my might. She wore an incredibly violent expression. If I didnât hold her hand that firmly, she mightâve charged out to start her rampage already. The military outside of the city had yet to leave, while Troy City didnât have a military yet. My military was in the North.
âItâll be fine, Son. Mommy is just going to kill people; not destroy the city. Mommy wonât break anything. Once Mommy has killed them all, Mommy will just have new people move in. Mommy may lack anything but people. If elves stop Mommy, Mommy shall kill elves. Mommy canât tolerate this. How dare they kill in my Royal Palace! Are they looking down on me?!!â
I rushed over to Mommy Elizabeth. She exclaimed, âWhat do you want, then, Son?! What do you want?! How do you intend to have Mommy maintain Mommyâs reputation? How is Mommy going to re-establish Mommyâs dignity?!â
I shook my head: âI donât know. Mom, I still need to have a think about it; however, I know that I canât let you become a murderer who indiscriminately kills the innocent. Youâre my mom, my most beloved mom. Donât indiscriminately kill the innocent in front of me. You should be a gentle mother not a nut case who senselessly kills people! Mom, have you forgotten everything you said to me? Didnât you say that you wanted me to live well? Youâre about to kill indiscriminately!! Troy City isnât just a mere city. Itâs the place I want to live together with you!â
Mom wore a stiff expression. The Valkyries around were all awaiting Momâs command. If the Elizabeth from ten years ago wanted to go to war again, the Valkyries would follow her. Additionally, they truly wanted to protect Mom and defeat her foes as her blade. That was why the Valkyries eagerness had already begun to erupt.
Who would the Valkyries fight? Troy City? I was the ruler of Troy City. Was Mom declaring war on me? What was I supposed to do, then? Was standing in front of her and opposing her all that I could do? Surely, we didnât want to see that scene. Hence, I had to dissuade Mom.
âIn that case, you tell me what to do, Son. What do we do about this scum? I really want to slowly skin him right now!â
I gently touched Momâs face to calm her down. Although it wasnât the best thing to be doing in front of the Valkyries, I still wanted to touch her face. Mom, however, seemed quite gleeful about it.
I looked at the culprit. What should I have done about him? Letting Mom kill him would allow her to vent, but then we wouldnât be able to give the old church an explanation. It wasnât as though the old church would have some means of complaining even if we did, but the reason Mom wanted to kill him was because he killed someone in the Royal Palace, not because he killed a member of the old church. Therefore, the old church wouldnât be satisfied with it. Theyâd complain that the punishment was inadequate. In turn, theyâd seek to exact their vengeance on the new church. As a consequence, it could escalate into a violent massacre over religion.
I reasoned that we should let the old church judge him. I was positive he wouldnât have the fortune of a happier death just because old church meted out punishment instead of Mom. The old church would rip him apart all the same. As such, he was dead either way. If we handed him over to the old church, the old church would get to let off some steam. Moreover, we could allow the royal family and old church to carry out an execution together. We could burn him before the masses. Executing him together would allow the royal family to regain their dignity. At the same time, the new church probably wouldnât do anything if the old church burned him. It didnât have anything to do with them, after all. I believed that was the best solution. It would be a public execution, but also served as a deterrent. That would remind the vassal states that Elizabeth was still Elizabeth.
I shared my idea with Mom. Mom wasnât hasty to argue. Instead, she mulled over it then replied, âLetâs do that, then. You, Valkyries, go and call the pope over. Donât let this man die. We must deal with him properly. As for negotiations with the church, tell Castell to make the arrangements. Son, you follow me.â
The Valkyries and I nodded. Mom aggressively whipped her cape then headed to the inner court. I was slightly fearful. I didnât know what Mom wanted to do with me. She didnât say anything the entire way, but I didnât dare to say anything, either. I just followed behind her to the inner court where we then entered her room. I didnât know what she wanted.
I turned around to shut the door. When I turned around again, Mom lunged over. She pressed me up against the door and bit my lips. In that very instant, I wondered if I was in the imperial palace in Duagarna.
âIt should be Mommy Vyvyan who does this⌠Why is Mommy Elizabeth doing this now?â I mused.
Mommy Elizabeth was a terrible kisser. The important thing was that she wouldnât even let me move. All I could do was put up with the strange pain of our teeth clanging together and a strange suffocated sensationâŚ
âFuu⌠I feel much better now. Son, you go back to rest for now. Mommy needs to calm down and deliberate this matter.â Mom released me shortly after and turned around.
Despite assertively making an advance on me, I noticed that Momâs ears were bright red. She finally took the initiative for once, yet was incredibly embarrassed in the end. She wanted for me to leave from her mannerisms so that I couldnât see her blushing. I helplessly smiled. I touched my lips where she bit me. I could taste blood there. Mom, however, probably needed to calm down, which was why I didnât say anything.
âUnderstood, Mom. I shall take my leave, then.â