Genius Prince’s National Revitalization from State Deficit ~ Right, Let Us Sell the Country

Book 6: Chapter 4

A lavish guest room in Vorass mansion housed Wein and Ninym, faces clouded over.

About what Felite said Wein broke the silence. Didnt he need the Rainbow Crown because he couldnt unify Patura on his own?

Uh-huh.

And now that treasure is in pieces.

Uh-huh.

What do you think of our situation?

Ninym offered a small nod. Id say its checkmate.

RIIIIIIIIIGHT?! Wein clawed at his head with his hands.

The group had arrived at Vorass place earlier that morning. The ships crew had been placed under a gag order. They all needed some time to rest, but it wouldnt be long before Voras found out. After all, most of the sailors were originally on loan from the man himself.

If they didnt do something, the truth was going to reach all corners of Patura.

If that happens, Legul will win.

At present, Legul had the strongest naval force in these parts. Weins group needed to join hands with the islands leaders to defeat him, but now theyd lost their leverage.

I wonder what we should do Ninym crossed her arms.

The symbol was in fragments. She thought they could find a suitable replacement, but she hadnt been able to think of anything so far that could fill such a role.

Felites been holed up in his room, huh? Im guessing hes devastated.

But we cannot afford to waste our time here. We must keep in mind that we may have to wash our hands of this and abandon them.

Yeah. I guess.

Wein was an outsider. The influence of his delegation was limited since they had no roots here, but it also meant they could make a quick escape if necessary.

But Legul might have already figured out my identity And if he wins, our relationship will Patura will be Wein began.

The North and South have never really interacted with one another. We can leave them to figure out their own mess by themselves if necessary.

Ninym was right, but Wein found himself feeling a little sympathetic. Besidesit wasnt as if Wein didnt have a plan to turn things around.

Prince Wein! Youve returned!

The doors swung open to reveal Tolcheila. She had gotten back from her naval observations and now looked at him with the biggest smile.

I apologize that I could not be there to greet you, she chattered. I couldnt pull myself away from assisting with the feast to celebrate your victory. You know, I expected no less of you, Prince Wein! Predicting the shifting tides of battle is nothing short of incredible! I can now see how you defeated my fathHmm?

Tolcheila stopped midsentence, noticing Weins tense expression.

Why do you look so down? Is there a problem? You have the Rainbow Crown, dont you?

Yes, well, yeah, we do. Wein kind of nodded.

Word of its demolition hadnt yet reached her ears, it seemed.

In that case, all is well. Oh yes, where is Sir Felite?

Ninym was the one to answer. Sir Felite informed us that he has much to consider and retired to his room. He maybe there for quite some time.

I see. Well, I suppose its only natural, given recent events, she responded, having no clue about his wretched situation. If theres extra time before our next plan, thats perfect. There is something I wish to discuss with you, Prince Wein. I imagine you must be exhausted, but might I have a moment of your time?

Something to discuss? Wein nodded, wondering what it could possibly be.

You put in a good word for us with Sir Voras, after all. I dont mind.

Upon confirming that Voras hadnt jumped at the rumors of Rodolphe possessing the Rainbow Crown, Wein had contacted the man, requesting the Kelils support. Tolcheila had really backed him up there.

Then lets go. Ive already prepared the venue.

Understood. Will we be conversing in your room, Princess Tolcheila?

She shook her head, beaming at him.

No. Were going to the beach.

Deep blue sea. White clouds. Sand baking under the sun.

Tolcheila soaked it all up. Perfect weather for a private chat!

A private chat?

Why do you appear so puzzled, Prince Wein? Look around us. There is no one else on this beach. Better here than in a room with hidden witnesses.

I can agree, but I do have one question.

What might that be?

Why are we dressed like this?

Wein and Tolcheila were in swimsuits.

We told the others that you were relaxing by the beach. Wouldnt it be strange if we werent in swimsuits?

Would it really be that strange? Wein had his suspicions, but Tolcheila drew close to him, trying to dispel those feelings.

Besides, Prince Wein, dont you have anything to say about my figure?

Wein looked her outfit up and down. How flat.

Princess kick!

She booted him.

You dont understand! Not in the least! My body is still growing! One day, I shall mature! Listen well. My figure is not childishits simply under construction! An unpolished gem of possibilities! My body invented the word precious! I shall grant you one more chance to redeem yourself!

How small.

Princess punch!

She landed her blow.

U-um called out a nervous voice.

M-may I change back into my normal clothes? Ninym asked, covering up her body with a long strip of cloth.

She was hunched in on herself, red up to the tips of her ears, which was rare for her.

Whats with that cloth? Toss the boorish thing. Even my own servants are proudly wearing swimsuits of their own.

As Tolcheila had stated, they all stood at attention nearby in their own swimwear.

Ninym refused to give it up. Ah, well, its just To expose myself in public is

Hmm? Ah, yes, it always snows in Natra. I suppose your people dont show their skin, aside from baths, much less in front of ones lord.

Y-yes. And so

Well, this is the perfect opportunity to get used to it! Strip!

Ninym wondered when this girl would ever quit.

Ah, please wait, Princess Tolcheila.

It was here that Wein finally stepped in.

Ninym acts as my guard. She needs to be prepared to deal with emergencies.

Y-yes, the aide squeaked out. So

But I love seeing her out of her element! Nice one!

You do understand, Prince Wein! Tolcheila squealed.

One day, Ninym was going to kill them both.

Come! Fight us no longer!

Hold on, wai!

The other servants tore away her cloth, revealing pale skin and a black bathing suit.

Oh my! It suits you well, I must admit. Not that you can best me!

Tolcheila sounded pleased, but Ninym was in no mood to hear it. Her alabaster skin was tinged crimson as she hugged herself in an effort to conceal her figure.

What embarrasses you? Ever heard all who are easy on the eye live life dignified? There is no need for you to cower in shame, the princess urged. Face the sun and thrust out your chest.

Ninym retreated to her inner monologue, where she could chew Tolcheila out. As she prepared for the fight to shield her body, Ninym noticed Wein staring at her.

His gaze was gentle. Even as she was about to explode from embarrassment, he was like the glassy surface of a windless sea.

Suddenly, she felt a flash of anger. How could he be so calm while she was having a mini heart attack?

Desperate to turn the attention to anything else, she decided to stir his calm waters with some wind.

She turned on him. Why dont you say something?

Just saying the words made her feel faint. What was this? Why was she pouting for attentionhiding her hands behind her and averting her gaze? Wasnt she ready to engage in full-out war?

Um, just forget it Ninym tried to backtrack, but she couldnt seem to find any words to say.

Wein finally answered. It looks great on you, Ninym.

Her heart nearly exploded. She found it impossible to look directly at him. She certainly didnt want to imagine what her own face looked like either. But she knew that her tense expression had slackened into a smile. If she turned away now, it would be the same as admitting defeat. Not that this was a competition or anything!

Agh, enough!

The sun was to blame. And the ocean and the sand. Yeah. That was it.

Ninym was glad Wein and Tolcheila were the only ones around. If her friends from her school days had seen her, she could only imagine what a field day they would have had.

Telling herself there was always a silver lining, she willed her pounding heart to be still.

Ack?!

Something wrong, Princess Lowellmina?

I feel like Im somehow missing out on something very important! Something to give me joke material for the next ten years!

Now Im certain youve caught a cold, Your Highness

N-no! Im perfectly healthy! Hey! Why are you calling the physician?! There is no need! Ah! Wait! Dont make me take that bitter medicineBlergh?!

Let us get to the subject at hand, Tolcheila said to get things started.

Ninym had calmed down, resuming her role as Weins aide with slightly blushing cheeks.

The princess sprawled out on a bed woven from tree bark. While you were taking care of your own business, I looked into the situation myself. I researched Leguls background and confirmed something fascinating.

What might that be?

Hes backed by Vanhelio.

Even Wein was surprised.

Vanhelio was a nation in the southwestern part of the continent, comparable to the Northern nation of Soljest for two reasons.

It had about the same amount of military power, and Vanhelio had Steel as a Holy Elite, just as Soljest had King Gruyere.

You mean the Holy Elite Steel LozzoVanhelios Artist Duke?

Wein had met Steel during the Festival of the Spirit. His impression was that he wished to be nowhere near the man.

I cannot say whether Steel has a direct connection to Legul, but theres no question that he has Vanhelios support, and they are the ones maintaining his fleet. Can you guess, Prince Wein, what Vanhelio is after and why theyre backing Legul?

Certainly not out of pity for the banished son. Legul must have offered something of equal benefit.

To establish Patura as a bridgehead and invade the Empire.

Wein and Tolcheilas voices overlapped perfectly.

Seems weve both come to the same conclusion, she said.

It is the only plausible one. Though Patura leans slightly to the West, its remained neutral. If it aligns with that part of the continent, it will disrupt the power balance in the South.

The islanders are unlikely to put up much of a fight. After all, they have bad blood with the Empire.

The Empire had launched many attempts to colonize Patura. The Zarif had established nonaggressive defense policies, favoring neither East nor West, but Patura viewed the Empire as a threat to its freedom.

If the Empire were stable, the West wouldnt stand a chance, even with the Patura navy on its side. Right? Wein asked.

Correct. However, thats not the case right now. The Imperial Princes are still fighting for the throne. If Steel and Leguls plan succeeds, they can infiltrate places deep within the Empire.

Wein agreed with this assessment. In fact, he thought it was extremely likely.

Well, now that thats out of the way, we can continue our talk in secret. Tolcheilas lips spread into a big smile. So, what say we kill Felite and join Legul?

It felt like an icy wind was whipping across the baked beach.

Wein and Tolcheila looked into each others eyes. The tension was palpable.

Princess Tolcheila, Im assuming I may take your words at face value?

Indeed. Im inviting you to abandon the Empire and join the West.

She said this as if it were nothing.

Ninym and Tolcheilas servants scanned the area. They couldnt afford to have anyone overhear this conversation.

No one else was on the empty beach. That was why Tolcheila had chosen this venue.

I know Natra needed the Empires protection until just a few years ago. But the kingdoms circumstances have changed, she explained. You took the gold mine from Marden, won a war against Cavarin, annexed the former Marden territory, and formed friendly alliances with Soljest and Delunio. Natra isnt a small nation anymore. Anyone can see now that its not to be underestimated.

I must say its embarrassing to hear you speak so highly of us. Wein shrugged in jest, but his eyes didnt seem to smile.

I would not be too excited. Im saying Natras opportunistic days of sitting on the fence are over. Tolcheila pressed on. You have an alliance with an Eastern nation and have formed friendships with two Western ones. This would be fine in a peaceful world, but were locked in war. Inevitably, youll make a choice between East and West one day.

Her statement was no exaggeration. Wein had been considering this himself. In fact, it seemed the day of reckoning was not far off.

As the princess of Soljest, I propose you choose the West. Im aware of your obligation to the Empire, but I also know that its caught up in its own mess. Do you have any reason to remain on that sinking ship, Prince Wein? No. If you joined forces with my father and started an invasion from Patura, I believe you could rip your fangs through the Empires throat.

Tolcheila paused for a moment. She stared intensely at Wein, gauging his reaction. It was rather charming, and Wein smiled before answering.

I have two things to say to you, Princess Tolcheila.

Let us hear it. Tolcheila nodded.

I studied in the Empire on a prior occasion. Taking my experiences into account, I must say youre being too optimistic if you think you can take down the Empire.

You mean they still have influence despite looking like a sorry mess?

There is proof of it. After all, its still kicking. There are many who refuse to get involved in the fight for power between the bureaucrats and the princes. Instead, they wait quietly in the shadows and focus their energies on keeping the nation alive. If the West attacked, they would unite and rise up.

Hmm

Tolcheilas expression said she was reluctant to accept this. Since shed never set foot in the Empire, she must have found it hard to believe it could have such people while exhausting its resources in the fight over succession.

Wein, however, knew this all too well. He had seen the Empire with his own two eyes. Their dignitaries were the genuine article. The country was not to be taken lightly because of its current situation.

Very well. Forget my reckless plan and forgive me for acting in my own self-interest. I just wanted to see you and my father side by side on the battlefield.

I am not much help when it comes to battle.

Dont say that. Isnt it romantic for my husband to fight alongside my father?

Well, Im afraid I dont know much about that. Hold upHusband?

Yes. If you plan to attack the East with my father, we will need to secure an alliance through marriage. Ah, but worry not. I shall permit mistresses. Tolcheila gave a pointed glance at Ninym.

The aide averted her gaze with an indescribable look on her face.

She continued. Ah, well, lets put the matter aside for now. In any case, are you sure you dont want to join Legul? After all, blood would only be spilled in the Empire and Vanhelio. Natra can remain uninvolved, but I imagine the Empire might try to form an alliance with you, bringing you an offer you cant resist, if things get messy in the South.

Thats related to another point of discussion. Weins tone dropped. I wish to confirm this ahead of time: How exactly do you plan to from a partnership between me and Legul?

Just bring him Felites head and the Rainbow Crown. I imagine someone working with Vanhelio will do their best to accommodate the princess of Soljest.

Ah Yes, well, I suppose thats true.

Why so cagey? Does something worry you?

Wein and Ninym exchanged looks. She nodded, departing the scene.

Tolcheila tilted her head.

I hate to say this, but the Rainbow Crownbroke when we tried to recover it.

Excuse me? Tolcheila blinked at him. She sat silent for a moment before nervously asking for more information. Y-you must mean it got a little chipped around the edges, right?

Its probably best that I show you

Just then, Ninym returned, holding some fruits. She took out a juicy oneand crushed it to bits right in front of Tolcheila.

Like that.

Eeeeeeeep?! Tolcheila shrieked. What happened?! Didnt you say you brought it back?!

We did bring it back. In pieces.

Are you saying you cant put it back together?!

We gathered up as many fragments as we could, but I suppose Legul wouldnt want it that way, huh?

Hed obviously go mad and cut off every head in sight, including yours and mine !

Wein winced. He could see it.

II cant believe this is happening! Oh no! If its revealed that I was part of this, our diplomatic relations with Vanhelio could be in jeopardy! I must do everything in my power to ensure my involvement is never made known!

Im so sorry.

How dare you muster an empty apology with a straight face?! Tolcheila held her head in her hands and glared at Wein. So what do you plan on doing, Prince Wein?! Felite doesnt stand a chance without the Rainbow Crown!

Regardless of his chances, we will not get anywhere if Sir Felite refuses to leave his room, to say the very least. Id like him to join us as soon as possible, but

Just then, Wein spotted a human shadow creeping toward them from the heart of the island. It was Felites servant Apis.

Pardon me, Apis said, kneeling before them. Master Felite wishes to speak with Prince Wein. My apologies, but I ask that you make your way to his room.

Tell him Ill be right there.

Wein turned to Ninym, whispering in her ear.

It looks like things might move along after all.

Before him was the box that held the broken bits of the Rainbow Crown. Felite couldnt rip his eyes away from it as he thought back to his past.

It was a memory hed revisited time and time again.

Mighty father. Kind mother. An older brother he revered so much.

A picture-perfect, happy family torn apart twelve years prior.

Why wont anyone obey me?!

The memory always began with his brothers screams.

His brother was a natural geniusa miracle child who had understood the subtleties of the sea since the day of his birth. All were confident he would pave a golden path to their future.

However, his talent gradually created friction with those around him.

Everyone else is garbage compared to me! Why wont they recognize me for me? Just look at me! Im the one who should be standing above you all!

He was in his own little world. To normal people, his emotional complexity was invisible, unconveyable, incomprehensible, and it frustrated him to live this way. He found fault with everyone and spun out of controlgoing from child prodigy to dissenter. Admiration turned to scorn.

Felite always wondered if their futures would have been different if hed been able to rescue even the smallest fragment of his brothers heart back then.

The memory offered no answer.

There had been a terrible storm that day.

Stop it, Legul! shrieked their mother, sounding heartbroken.

As wind raged and rain poured, Felite raced down the hallway.

What do you plan on doing by taking that with you?!

Isnt it obvious?! Ill get everyone to recognize my true worth!

A fight between mother and son. Her words fell on deaf ears.

Panic rattled Felites entire body as he launched himself off the ground to find them.

Im worth more than anyone, but no one can see that! Then Ive got no choice but to make them understand with the power of this treasure!

Legul, you mustnt be misled! Even without it, you will be accepted by all! Just bear it a while longer!

Im sick of waiting! If youre going to get in my way, I wont be nice, Mother!

Legul!

Thunder clapped. The world flooded with white.

Felite slid into the room where hed heard the voices.

He froze in place. Before him were his collapsed mother and his stone-still brother. Blood pumped out from his mothers body, and there was a blood-soaked blade on the ground nearby.

In his brothers raised hand shone the ominous gleam of the Rainbow Crown.

Yes Now everything is mine.

Felite stared as his brother raised the treasure without so much as a second glance at their fallen mother.

This is the moment our paths as siblings diverged

The guards rushed in to capture his brother. Their father, utterly despondent from the loss of his wife, banished him. Alois couldnt bring himself to execute his own child, though Legul had murdered his wife.

Legul, however, took no notice of his fathers anguish.

Ill be back! I guarantee Ill return to this land once more! The Rainbow Crown is mine!

With that last curse, Legul disappeared from Patura. Felite had the distinct sense that they would clash again in the future.

Twelve years later, his brother was keeping his promise. Their broken paths met at a final crossroad, and it had come time for one to end.

And whose path would be cut offhis brothers or his own?

Master Felite, Ive brought Prince Wein.

The voice from the other side of the door roused Felite from his sea of memories.

Come in.

Apis entered the room with Wein and Ninym.

I apologize for calling you here, Prince Wein.

No problem at all, Wein replied.

Felite looked at him and tilted his head. Oh Did you get some sun?

We were just outside.

The weather is nice. Not even a single gust of wind. Its rare for us to have a chance to sunbathe at this time of year.

Hed been too caught up in his own thoughts to notice. The rays streaked through the windows. If not for their situation, he would have been out there enjoying the sunshine himself.

It looks like youve been brooding. Is it because we lost the Rainbow Crown? Wein asked as he took a seat.

Felite shook his head. No, I was just recalling an unpleasant memory. The loss of the Rainbow Crown will cause issues in the future, but Im actually

Relieved?

You can tell?

Well, I sort of figured out that you hated it, Sir Felite.

Wein had apparently seen right through him. Felite wasnt even surprised anymore, seeing that the prince could pick up so much from so little.

I only saw the article before it fell into the boat, butI definitely see how its shine might tempt people.

Yes. One might say its evil incarnate. There are even records of the blood-soaked history that followed the Zarif for pursuing the Rainbow Crown.

Does that light absorb peoples life force?

Maybe I have wished for its destruction for many years. Even so, it happened so quickly that I needed some time to settle my beating heart. Felite chuckled sardonically. Of course, since weve lost a tool vital to the broader picture, I realize I cant afford to be happy. Therefore, I wish for you to lend me your wisdom once more, Prince Wein.

You dont plan on giving up?

Not in the least, Felite declared. He seemed indomitablenow that he was free from being forced to use the Rainbow Crown that he so loathed.

All right. In that case, I have one plan up my sleeve. However, Sir Felite, youll need to have resolve and acting skills.

That suits me just fine.

Wein grinned. First, lets bring all the Kelil here as soon as possible.

Legul couldnt hide his irritation.

Rodolphe had hidden himself away on land, surrounded by Legul and two KelilEmelance and Sandia. They bared their fangs over the Rainbow Crown and created a sort of power equilibrium, but Legul destroyed that delicate balance when he called an additional fleet from the central island.

As he sent a portion of his soldiers on land to raid Rodolphes mansion, Legul used his main army and reinforcements to keep Emelance and Sandia in check. In the end, they were both pressured to retreat.

Finally, Leguls faction gained control of Rodolphes estate.

Where the hell is that damn man?!

Neither the Rainbow Crown nor Rodolphe was to be found. According to apprehended eyewitnesses, Rodolphe had disappeared shortly after he had been surrounded by the three fleets, leaving behind his subordinates. They werent about to put up a fight, but they couldnt seem to agree about whom they wanted to surrender to, and Legul had launched his attack before they could come to a decision.

After a bit of investigating, he learned there was a secret pathway from the mansion that led to the reefs. There was no question Rodolphe had used this path to escape. His destination, however, was unknown.

Did Rodolphe ask another Kelil for help? No. If he did that, the Rainbow Crown would be stolen from him. Without an army or money, theres no way he can make a comeback on his own.

Legul had no clue where Rodolphe was. It wasnt like he was going to give up, though.

Ill get my hands on the Rainbow Crownand show that Im the ruler of the seas!

Legul might once have been praised as a genius, but even he didnt have divine insight. He had no way of knowing that Rodolphe was already dead and Felite was in possession of the Rainbow Crown. Most of all, he was unaware the Rainbow Crown had been smashed to pieces.

And so Legul was fired up, continuing to search for signs of Rodolphe.

During all this, he never realized that his younger brother Felite was making a difficult decision behind closed doors.

Wein and Felite dove headfirst into contacting the Kelil and worked behind the scenes in secrecy.

The message was a summons. The Kelil each reacted to it differently, but in the end, they complied, at least on the outside, to the appeal above Felites name. The fact that the specified location was the home of a more senior KelilVorasmust have kept them in line.

Five of them were gathered in the dim conference room within the Voras estate.

Voras. Emelance. Sandia. Corvino. Edgar. True leaders of the Patura Archipelago.

My goodness. The winds this year are something, huh?

Seriously. Were having warmer weather than usual this spring.

On my way here, I saw that the rhododendrons were already blooming.

The Kelil remained on their guard, probing the true motives of the others while engaging in casual conversation. They were, of course, all Kelil. A slip of the tongue wouldnt come so easily.

They were trying to calculate the best opponent and timing to cut each other down. Someone finally spoke up after they verbally paced around each other, sizing up the others.

At any rate, Im rather surprised to see Master Felite at your home, Sir Voras.

It was Sandia. Of all the members, he was the newest, with the biggest ambitions. Proof of this was in the fact that he had traveled to Rodolphes island in pursuit of the Rainbow Crown.

After all, I was certain he would be with Rodolphe and the Rainbow Crown.

Aside from Voras, the Kelil were unaware that Felite and the treasure had temporarily parted. It was only natural that they would assume the two men would be in the same place.

Shouldnt Rodolphe be here, Sir Voras?

This time it was Emelance, refusing to be outdone by Sandia. His goal was to raise an army to steal the Rainbow Crown.

Voras smiled pleasantly. He might have made it here if your childish sieges had been even faultier than they were. I dont believe someone whos stolen the Rainbow Crown will be visiting me.

Ngh Emelance looked embarrassed.

Sandia shrugged. Dont sully our good names by calling it a siege. I simply sent out ships to try and protect Sir Rodolphe from Legul. Not that I can speak for this man.

Sandia! Just who do you think you are?!

Emelance and Sandia glared each other down, but someone spoke up to dampen their mood.

Well, then, do you mean to say that Rodolphes whereabouts are unknown?

The speaker was Edgar, the most senior member besides Voras.

Oh dear. Doesnt he have the Rainbow Crown? Corvino followed up.

Voras shook his head. His whereabouts are no issue He has died.

Everyone looked at him in shock.

Was he bluffing? No way. This old man handed them valuable information only if it was the truth. But how had this happened? And what about the Rainbow Crown?

Id like to hear an explanation, Sir Voras. Finally, Sandia spoke with a cautious look in his eyes.

Voras once again shook his head. Unfortunately, that is not my duty.

Well, then, whose duty is it?

The answer is obvious. Hes just arrived.

All eyes turned to the entrance of the room.

There stood a single man.

I thank you for coming.

Felite Zarif. Son of the deceased Alois Zarif.

Ah, Master Felite. Im glad to see you are well.

Corvino was the first to bow. The others followed suit, expressing their relief over his good health. It was nothing more than lip service. After all, theyd all known he had been captured and had chosen to do nothing to save him.

Felite was aware of this himself.

Thank you. I, too, am glad to see you all in good spirits.

Oh? Edgar hadnt been expecting Felites response. Hed heard the man had undergone grueling interrogations during his capture. Edgar was waiting for a slew of grievances or sarcastic comments, but Felite looked directly at them without a hint of hate. Such a dignified attitude was admirable.

Hes always been a bookworm that I could never get a read onEdgar thought to himself. But it looks like hes come here with his heart ready.

Corvino spoke up. So, Master Felite. Sir Voras already mentioned Sir Rodolphes passing

I did it myself.

They didnt know what to say.

Felite didnt seem fazed. I entrusted the Rainbow Crown to Rodolphe to revolt against Legul, but he conspired to use its power for his own ends. As one with the blood of the Zarif flowing through his veins, I passed down his punishment. Are there any objections?

The Kelil looked at one another.

We have no objections, Voras offered. Its only natural that using the Rainbow Crown, our islands greatest treasure, for personal gain is worthy of execution.

I-indeed. Sir Voras is right.

I, too, am in agreement.

Corvino and Edgar voiced their approval. At this rate, it would be difficult for Emelance and Sandia to push back. That didnt mean they would back down, though.

II have no objections to Sir Rodolphes execution. But, Master Felite, if he perished by your hand, then the Rainbow Crown is?

Right here. Felite raised his hand, and Apis appeared at the entrance with a box. She stood by his side and cracked it open with utmost reverence.

Inside was a shell that shone with a rainbow hue.

Oh!

This light is!

Emelance and Sandia instinctively rose from their seats. Voras and Edgar remained motionless.

Corvino gave it a sideways glance, tilting his head. Doesnt it look a little dull?

He wanted to get up and confirm matters for himself, but it was obvious that doing so was impossible in the current situation.

In any case, the Rainbow Crown was safe.

Corvino was going to get a closer look at it when the meeting was over.

Well, then, shall we get to the matter at hand?

Felite refocused the Kelils attention. He was in perfect health and possessed the Rainbow Crownprerequisites for guiding them into the main discussion.

It doesnt even need to be said that Legul has brought disorder to Patura. As my fathers successor, I need to eliminate him as soon as possible. To do that, I seek the aid of every Kelil.

This time, the Kelil looked at Voras. Felites request was well within their expectations; the question was how Voras, who was protecting Felite, would answer. Whether he decided to join Felite would have an impact on whatever happened next.

However, Voras made no move. He made no effort to observe the others reactions and sat in silence. This implied distance between Voras and Felite.

Will things work out? Emelance asked himself.

Voras was unpredictable and expressed no interest in power. If he wasnt going to do anything, someone might snatch the Rainbow Crown from Feliteand the Zarif.

Someone will rip the treasure away from the Zarif. I imagine it will be the Kelil that win the fight against Legul. Sandias mind raced.

Legul was strong. Sandia could tell from the skirmish on Rodolphes island. However, the man was neither matchless nor immortal. If Sandia could get the other Kelil to wear each other down, he could take everything for himself in the end.

The Rainbow Crown and Patura shall be mine. Things are about to get interesting! Corvino was lost in his daydreams.

If Voras wasnt going to do anything, then Edgar was his next hurdle, but Edgar respected Voras as higher in rank. If Voras wasnt going to react, neither would he.

That meant Corvinos main rivals were Emelance and Sandia. If he could just surprise these two, all the treasure, all the praise, and the Rainbow Crown would be his.

Do these fools honestly think they can beat Legul? Edgar asked himself.

He thought there were only three people who could never be beaten when it came to seafaring: Voras, Alois, and Legul. Despite being over ten years younger than the other two, Legul had exhibited astonishing potential prior to his banishment. Now that he was a grown man, it was almost impossible to imagine the skill he possessed.

We have a 50 percent chance of winning, even if all the Kelil work together, but I figured Felite would struggle to unite all of them.

Voras was inscrutable. He knew it would be hard for Felite to manage this task.

Why hadnt the old man expressed that? What plots was he hiding? No one could ever tell what Voras was thinking.

Hes loyal to Master Alois. Voras would never join Legul. But theres no chance Legul will meet his end in the sea. Its looking like it might be an inconclusive ending. Edgar let out a small sigh of resignation.

I have one more thing that I wish to tell you all.

The eyes of the Kelil turned to Felite.

Ive hated the Rainbow Crown since I was a child.

Everyoneother than Vorasseemed really confused, faces slack.

Not even giving them a moment to sort out their thoughts, Felite continued. Does the Rainbow Crown give its possessor physical strength? Does it allow one to handle ones ship with more skill? Does it calm the wind and waves? It doesnt. Its nothing more than a jewel, he said. But that simple jewel is a harbinger of death. It has a sordid history that includes Rodolphe.

W-wait, Emelance stuttered, sensing that something wasnt right.

Felite paid him no mind. I thought to myself, This is a curse.

The Kelil gulped. Theyd all had an inkling this might be the case. The Rainbow Crown was a destructive force that drew people in, which was why it had a charm that was nearly impossible to resist.

Im certain the Rainbow Crown was a holy gift bestowed upon Malaze by the gods, but now its soaked in bloodhardly a blessing. Even now, this Rainbow Crown is giving birth to war.

Felite seemed to look right through the Kelil. Emelance, Sandia, and Corvino averted their gazes, while Voras and Edgar observed Felites every movement.

Before coming here, I made two vows. Felite slowly took the Rainbow Crown from within the box. That I would defeat my brother and restore peace to Patura.

He raised the treasure before the Kelil.

And He paused. And that I would free the islands from the Rainbow Crown!

Something smashed on the ground.

It was the final melody of the Rainbow Crown as it was thrown violently against the floor.

The eyes of the Kelil widened, multicolored fragments scattering before them.

Felite spoke again. This is my answer.

You should consider the secret meeting with the Kelil as your big debut.

Felite tilted his head. My big debut?

Thats right, Wein said. Now that Alois is gone, youre next in line, but you were captured before you could officially succeed him. Because of this, your authority has slipped away from you and roused the Kelils own ambitions. Franklytheyre looking down on you.

I cant say I disagree.

Like Legul, the Kelil wanted control over Patura. They thought Felite was already out of the picture, which was why they disrespected him so brazenly.

Wein continued. Even if you ask for their cooperation, getting the Kelil to side with you will be tough. Thats why youll have to reassert your position in front of them.

I understand Thats why we have this, right?

Felite looked at the item nearby. It was the Rainbow Crown, glued back together with tree resin. It had chips and cracks and had lost most of its former glorybut managed to hold its original shape.

The Kelil will eventually find out about the Rainbow Crown. Before they do, I will obliterate it in front of them I honestly cant say I ever imagined I would see it broken a second time.

If this worked, the Kelil would lose their nerve. Nothing could cause more of an impact.

When they see this symbol of power in smithereens, theyre going to be possessed with confusion, rage, despair, shock Were going to use that to our advantage and persuade them. Thats the way we fight. Wein stopped for a beat. Can you do it, Felite?

Felites eyes widened in surprise.

He smiled at the prince. Lets do it, Wein.

Wh-what are you doing?! Emelance shouted first.

Agh! No! Corvino dropped to his knees to collect the pieces by his feet.

Do you understand what youve done?! Sandia exclaimed, jumping from his chair.

It worked, Felite thought.

Theyd gone through the pains of adjusting the smallest of details to prevent the group from detecting any previous damage sustained by the Rainbow Crown: the positions of Felite and the Kelil, the angle at which they viewed the spectacle, the dimness of the room, the low visibility of the space. Not one person had known it was already broken before it was brought into the room.

Well, except for one person keeping his mouth shut

Voras. He alone knew the truth. If he decided to tell the others, their entire plan would be foiled, which was why they had approached him beforehand.

I do not mind. Its the role of a leader to aid the youth in their times of trial. Nevertheless, I can only promise that I will do nothing. If you wish for me to react in some way, show me that you can provide an appropriate opportunity.

Voras didnt pry for any more details about their plan.

The real battle was about to begin. Wein had no suggestions to help with what would come next. Felite would have to use his own power to convince both Voras and the other Kelil to follow his command.

The battle begins! Felite took a breath.

I understand the implications of my actions, Sandia. It will reduce the amount of blood spilled in our future.

Do you even hear yourself?! Sandias expression said he was ready to grab Felite by the collar at any second. The Rainbow Crown was a symbol! Who can predict the chaos that will befall Patura without it?!

Nothing will happen. Felites voice crackled like fire. There will be no chaos. Patura has the Zarif. Even without the Rainbow Crown, we will never allow havoc to come to the islands.

A bold proclamation, Emelance challenged. The Zarif lost their former Ladu, Master Alois, not to mention their soldiers and wealth. All thats left is you and your small retinue. How can you talk so big?!

Because of what weve already managed to accomplish.

Dont give in. Dont cower. Let the winds blow as they please. Ive endured that grueling interrogation. I wont complain about something as easy as this.

Starting with Malaze, the Zarif has ruled over Patura. Each successive generation took on challenges and guided our people. In return, the people accepted the Zarif as their Ladu.

B-but! Corvino tried to interrupt, but Felite didnt let him.

We needed it when Patura was trying to unite as a single nation. But now we have years of accumulated accomplishments! Success under the Zarif! Look at our history! Even without the Rainbow Crown, we will not be reduced to nothing!

The Kelil didnt know what to say. Even these men who each had ten or more ships and the seamen to command them were stunned, left breathless before this young man who had lost everything.

From this moment forward, I will continue our history! I will defeat Legul and lead this inexperienced nation dependent on the godly authority of the Rainbow Crown to a future created by human hands! If you still choose to pursue the shadow of a rainbow, you may leave now!

The conference room was silent. Only Felites ragged breathing was audible.

A voice slowly called out.

Master Felite. It was Voras. The old veteran had remained silent until then, but he looked at the young leader. The journey of a trailblazer who has lost the guidance of the gods is grim. If you stray down the wrong path, you take the people with you. That responsibility will be placed onto your shoulders, and the gods will not be there to save you.

Anyone who cannot bear that responsibility is not fit to be a Ladu, Felite responded.

Heh I suppose it was foolish of me to even question you. Voras stood from his chair and knelt before Felite. I, Voras, offer you my sword and helm.

Voras had made his move.

Emelance, Sandia, and Corvino stared at him. A shadow descended, getting on his knee beside Voras.

I, Edgar, offer you my sword and helm.

Voras cracked a small smile. Im surprised someone as stubborn as you is willing to play second fiddle, Edgar.

I thought Id want to live my finite life my way.

Of all the Kelil, the two veterans had joined Felites cause. Three remained.

Well, that was a short-lived dream.

Corvino spoke up and knelt before Felite, seeing that he had no chance of winning against Voras and Edgar. Hed jumped ship.

That was splendid, Master Felite. I, Corvino, offer you my sword and helm.

The remaining members, Emelance and Sandia, looked at one another. They had their own motives, and they both knew it.

Should we follow the rainbow?

Im not senile enough to chase such fleeting dreams.

So what do we do?

The rainbow has vanished, but now we have a new path. Were sure to gain something through it.

The two nodded to each other and knelt before Felite.

I, Emelance, offer you my sword and helm.

I, Sandia, offer you my sword and helm.

Now that he had the loyalty of the five Kelil, Felite spoke to all of them.

The oath here is sealed. All hands, prepare for battle. Well take down Legul, the murderer of my father, and bring back stability to Patura!

Understood!

The Kelil were on the move.

According to the reports from his spies on every island, at least.

It didnt take long for their activity to reach Leguls ears. It seemed his brother was their ringleader.

So Felite has the Rainbow Crown.

He didnt know the exact course of events, but he could only assume that was what had led to this current situation.

Felite was his talentless little brother who had always tagged behind him. Legul had been annoyed by him when they were little, but at the same time, it had made him feel good to have a little brother who openly applauded his gifts.

When had that all changed?

Felite had begun looking at Legul with worry in his eyes. Whenever Legul fought with those around him, Felite had desperately tried to mediate.

It was nauseating. How often had he beaten up his little brother for butting in? It would have been acceptable if he had just fallen in line and stayed silent. Legul would never forgive Felite for trying to give advice.

Now that little brother of his was trying to lead the Kelil in a revolt against him.

He pisses me off There was unbridled rage in those words.

The second choice had been selected as successor after Legul was gone, nothing more. Why was Felite getting all cocky? Legul no longer thought of him as his brother. In fact, he would tear him limb from limb with his own two hands.

Master Legul.

Just then, a subordinate opened the door to the room.

What is it?

The subordinates voice trembled as Legul stared at him with an open scowl.

Ah, well, a guest has arrived.

A guest? Who?

Yes, wellAh.

Another man shoved the messenger in the doorway.

Upon looking at the aristocratic man and his noble, handsome features, Legul rose from his chair.

He was a duke from Vanhelio and a Holy Elite. A great supporter of the arts and known as the Artist Duke. Legul knew his name well.

Steel Lozzo?!

Hello there. Been a while, Legul. Steel offered a tender smile.

Why are you here?!

No reason. Isnt it normal for a patron to check on those to whom he gives aid?

Steel seated himself in a chair. Legul watched him in disgust, silently clicking his tongue.

It was the undeniable truth that Steel was Leguls backer. After being banned from Patura, Legul had arrived in Vanhelio, and in this nation facing the sea, he had taken up pirating.

Hed worked to make his comeback, banding with lawless scoundrels to steal boats, attack merchant ships, and amass great power

But hed been completely crushedby this man named Steel right in front of him.

The very memory of it humiliated him. When Legul had been captured and brought before Steel, however, the Duke had said, Your anger has artistic potential.

After that, Steel had poured money and human resources into him. Legul made no effort to resist. In fact, he didnt see this as a loan. He built up his power with every intention of destroying the man once he took over Patura.

Steel knew what Legul was up to, but he had spared no aid and provided Legul with a fleet of ships.

Legul had no idea what ran through Steels mind.

The only thing he knew was what the man was here for now.

Wellit seems were behind schedule.

Legul had to acknowledge there was a delay.

He was supposed to have gained control of Patura after he led his fleet in the attack against Alois. With the power of the Rainbow Crown, Legul would have gained control of the Kelil and seized the islands then and there.

However, hed failed to secure the treasure. His brother had gotten away before he spat out its location, and the Kelil had unified around Felite while Legul was busy looking for it.

Dont get me wrong. Im not blaming you. After all, artists do their best work after the deadline. Im used to delays. Anyway, is it true that the Kelil have all turned against you?

News reaches you quickly.

Legul had sent in reports, but Steel had his own independent sources. There was no question hed hurried over because Legul was losing and his investments were coming to nothing.

Damn them all. Legul seethed. This anger was always with him like a loyal companion.

These emotions hed been unable to control in Patura mixed with the hatred born of his banishment and, ironically, brought him composure. Thanks to that, hed been able to steadily drill into the subordinates who commanded his other ships the know-how they needed to be like an extension of him.

Ive been planning on taking down the Kelil from the very beginning. If they want to strike back with my stupid brother, thats fine by me. Itll save me the trouble of having to crush them later.

Can you actually do it?

Dont underestimate me, Steel. No one can stand against me on the ocean.

I see. It seems youre confident in your abilities. Your spirit is alive and well, Steel said with a nod. In that case, my question to you is: What do you intend to do from here on out? Take out the enemy before theyre finished preparing?

No, Ill wait, Legul answered. When I first took out Alois and the Kelil, I tried to take control of Patura using moderate methods. Some fools saw this as weakness and seemed to use this as a reason to revolt against me. To stop anyone from foiling my plans this time, I have to make sure they know the full range of my powers. He continued. Ill wait until theyre armed and ready. Ill crush them head-on. Everyone will know I am the king.

I see.

Have something to say?

Not at all. It seems very like you. Im intrigued, Steel replied. If you need assistance, I will do whatever I can. I look forward to seeing you expunge these old ways and build a new dynasty. Ah, that will make a lovely piece of art.

There was a smile on Steels face, but his expression was utterly monstrous.

Meanwhile, Felites camp of Kelil was preparing for battle. Ships, crew, provisions, peopleFelite grew dizzy at the large volume of goods and people being hauled back and forth.

Of course, he would never complain. After all, he knew the possibilities that this rush signified. Legul would make his move if they wasted time. They had to make sure they were as prepared as possible before that happened.

Seeing as they were still human, however, rest was necessary. During these breaks, Felite always visited the library. Several days prior, they had sent people out to recover the documents in the hideout and archived them here. These breaks allowed Felite a momentary respite.

On this day, though, there was a visitor who had arrived earlier.

Are you taking a break, too, Wein?

Ah, Felite.

When Felite entered the library, he spotted Wein sitting among documents spread all around him. Wein and Ninym were outsiders, but they had been put in charge of battle preparations. After all, Felites men were stretched thin. Since the beginning, the pair had been lending their aid, along with their delegation and the Flahm from the Salendina Company.

I just finished one of my tasks. Im sure Ill find something else to do, but I thought Id kill some time until then, Wein explained.

Im surprised you could even finish all those undertakings. Im so overwhelmed with everything that needs to be done that I came here just to catch my breath.

Just so you know, theres going to be way more work once you reach the top.

I think my decision to dedicate myself to Patura just wavered.

Wein and Felite cracked little smiles.

What are you reading? Felite asked.

The history of Patura. I skimmed it at the hideout, so I thought Id really read it. Im finishing up an entry on Malaze.

Oh, one of my ancestors?

Wein questioned, Do you hate Malaze?

Its complicated. If you consider the situation at the time, Malazes decision to bring forth the Rainbow Crown and seek authority was a wise one.

A century prior, danger had befallen Patura. Another powerful nation from the Eastern continentone separate from the Empirehad attacked it. At the time, each island had been controlled by a different clan that served their own motives since they were not unified in any sense.

Bemoaning the enemy nations that took advantage of this and slowly encroached on them, Malaze Zarif had taken action. Producing a multicolored jewel out of thin air and calling it the Rainbow Crown that had been granted to him by Auvert, he united the islanders as a messenger of the god. After banishing foreign forces, he reigned as the ruler of Patura and maintained the islands as an independent nation.

Under the god, the group became one, after failing to form a nation by themselves. You cant deny its powers. Even the fortress that held us captive was built and commanded by Malaze, so he must have had considerable power. However, the truth remains that such origins brought us to this very situation. While I do personally think hes an incredible person, he can be extremely aggravating at times.

Felite flashed a dry smile. I think its somewhere in that book. Have you read about it already? About the Rainbow Crowns true form?

Yeah, its in there all right. That its just a shell.

The Rainbow Crown was in the shape of a spiral seashell. Some said it had been created by a skilled craftsman overlapping layers of jewels. Anyone who got a close look at its brilliance would know its indescribable twinkle was beyond human knowledge. This gave credence to the idea that it was a divine piece of art that had once belonged to Auvert.

There was a theory, however, that it looked like a shell because it really was just a shell.

Theres a shellfish called anemia that lives in the waters off the Southern continent. It has the same exact shape as the Rainbow Crown but goes by another name: the rock eater.

As the alias suggested, anemia consumed rocks in its surroundings, and it would come to be the same color as the digested sediment to hide from predators.

In other words, the Rainbow Crown is an anemia that grew up eating jewels Would such a diet change its appearance that much?

Some researchers looked into it in the past, but it seems that giving one a fist-sized gem only slightly changes the shells edges to a jewel tone.

In that case, that must mean Malaze stumbled upon a huge gem deposit in the ocean where a bunch of anemia were feeding, away from predatorsor something like that. Anyone would think that would be a gift from the heavens.

Absolutely. Malaze must have thought the gods were supporting himif its actually an anemia. Felite smiled and continued. Malaze left behind one secret instruction. It is written in the book

Yeah, I read it. When the new body nears its completion, the rainbow slumbering in the artificial eye will emerge.

One theory says this is where he found the Rainbow Crown. I wish he had just told us the place instead of giving us a riddle.

If your hypothesis is correct, it houses the deposit of gems. Wouldnt it be reckless to tell us about this mountain of treasure?

Ha-ha. You may be on to something.

The two chatted idly, but eyes were secretly watching them from the entrance of the library. Weins aide Ninym and Felites servant Apis.

Master Felite looks like hes having fun

They must get along because theyre similar in age and rank.

They had originally arrived ready to tell their masters to return to work, but theyd decided to wait, letting the men enjoy the conversation.

Ninym, is Prince Wein someone who laughs often?

Huh? Yes. More than when he was younger. These days, hes become quite expressive. Ninym nodded.

Master Felite is the opposite. Ive seen fewer smiles as hes aged.

Now that Apis thought about it, it all led back to his mothers death. Prior to that, Felite had been a bright boy; his smile had almost entirely disappeared on the day hed lost his mother and brother. His father had been depleted of all strength after losing his wife and successor, hardly paying any notice to Felite, who had become his new heir. Perhaps Alois had abandoned his second son because his seafaring talents didnt compare to Leguls.

Aloiss treatment of Felite naturally created distance between the boy and those around him. Like his brother before him, Felite ended up living alone. A dark cloud loomed over him.

However, Felite did not wither away. Day in and day out, he was either polishing his sailing skills or studying documents.

Apis had believed her masters efforts would be rewarded one day. Once he became Ladu, she was certain the islanders would recognize all the work he had done. But then the storm of Legul had wrecked his life once again.

Alois died. Felite was captured. She escaped while her master acted as bait, and she failed miserably, letting the Rainbow Crown out of her sight. She asked herself over and over if she should just put an end to herself.

After many twists and turns, her master was accepted by the Kelil, allowing him to smile again.

Ah. Im happy and a little frustrated. I wanted to be the one to bring back his smile.

Apis didnt mind all that much, though. His meeting with Wein was surely a blessing of the Sea God.

To reward Felite for his long, hard efforts. To support him in his efforts to create history with human hands.

A modest miraclethe first and last of its kind.

Our masters are our suns, Ninym said with a smile. It is our duty to support them from the shadows and ensure their light shines bright. Theres no time to be frustrated. Lets both do our best for their sakes.

Agreed.

Apis nodded, allowing her lips to curl into a small smile.

Felites forces were ready for battle.

Leguls men were prepared, positioned to approach the enemy.

The final battle between brothers was about to begin.

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