If I Throw Myself into His Sea - Episode 1.29

Thinking about it, if he didn’t express his feelings like this, the landlubber men might propose to Ruine first.

“I want to be Ruine’s only family.”

He wanted to be Ruine’s support. He wanted to repay Ruine, who had comforted him on difficult days, with affection. He wanted to hear her voice by his side. If only he could marry her, he would do anything. He wanted to give her only joy, without hurting her. Even though he didn’t know much joy himself, he wanted to give it all to Ruine.

Was he being punished for daring to hope? The upheaval came right after he proposed.

His confidant, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation, exposed the identity of the conch shell, and his royal father came directly to his humble dwelling and took the conch shell away. The royal father completely stopped the production of communication devices so that Pereian could not obtain the conch shell again. Of course, most of those on the market were also discarded.

He went to his royal father to retrieve the conch shell, but what returned to his arms were fragments of the conch shell, trampled and broken.

At that moment, he lost his reason.

The strategy of revealing his magic and seizing power in Deltia had been planned with Sipri for some time, but Pereian, witnessing the shattered connection with Ruine, instantly materialized a sword.

After that, he lost his mind and killed everyone. He slashed and slashed. He swung his sword until he couldn’t think of the conch shell fragments, unleashing his magic and moving forward. He purged all the nobles who rose up at the news of the prince’s magic release and rebellion, as well as the family that was the crown prince’s maternal relatives.

When he came to his senses and looked back, the fragmented conch shell was already stained with his royal father’s blood.

No matter how hard he tried to piece it together, no matter how much magic he poured into it, once the magic formula was broken, it was no longer the same communication device. It was just a bloody monstrosity, a remnant of the past.

Pereian thought that the conch shell, stained with fresh blood, resembled his own disheveled appearance in the mirror. Pereian, who had killed his own father, had finally ascended to the throne.

The crown prince and other princes were all dead, and the princesses had voluntarily left the palace to avoid the disaster.

With the manifestation of magic sufficient to inherit the throne, no one opposed the enthronement procedure. For a sudden coup, everything went smoothly.

With Sipri’s support, the palace was organized. When he went directly to the sea trench and rescued Sipri’s father, who had been confined there, the vast sea was soon placed in his grasp.

The work of the nation, which had been cut off by the death of the late king, had to be finished, and fatigue accumulated day by day.

The conch shell was still in his office. Whenever Pereian looked at the conch shell after a tiring day, he smiled bitterly. He had become the monarch ruling the underwater world, but he was not happy at all. Of course, it was natural. He had no dreams now.

‘I have been living for Ruine until now…’

Even when life was terrible and he wanted to end everything, even when this sea was so cold that he felt like he would freeze to death. His driving force was always Ruine, but now she was not by his side.

From the moment he realized that a life without Ruine had begun, Pereian cried all the time. At that moment, he was not the underwater monarch, but still a young boy. Pereian missed Ruine.

‘This can’t be the end of us.’

It can’t end like this because of the malice of the late king, who died at my hands, of such a bastard. The conch shell can’t be broken like that. Immediately after his enthronement, Pereian firmly believed in reuniting with Ruine.

We will definitely meet again someday, even though we have never seen each other’s faces, I will definitely recognize you.

From then on, Pereian kept promising himself. Until he gets her back, he will live with this weary breath.

When the bloody storm subsided, the aristocratic factions that supported the late king and the crown prince began to rise.

Of course, they didn’t look kindly upon Pereian. There were endless attempts to hand over the power to the legitimate princess and tie him up with her child through marriage.

Despite assassination attempts to eliminate the monarch, Pereian stubbornly survived.

To meet Ruine again, he had to live first. To fulfill his promise to go to Ruine and propose, he had to stay alive. He still had hope back then. If he could meet Ruine again, then he would really give Ruine everything he had.

This sea he had lived in was still not kind to him, but he had to lay the groundwork so that this sea could be kind to her.

‘If you ever marry me and come to my sea, then this place will truly be my world.’

He wanted the world Ruine saw of him to be a place of radiant light. With that in mind, he protected the sea and defended the throne from the pro-former king faction. Just when he thought peace was finally coming to this sea, news of the undersea kingdom’s rebellion had already spread on the land.

The people of Epin, who had always wanted to find fault with Deltia, wouldn’t leave him alone.

As he was embroiled in scandal, the emergency lights were turned on again in the sea. Relations with Epin’s friendly countries soured, and the royal authority he had barely grasped was shaking again.

In the midst of the chaos, Pereian agonized.

‘Ruine must have heard about the rebellion too.’

In a situation where everyone in Epin despised the monarch of the undersea kingdom, and Ruine was also a citizen of Epin.

The Ruine of the past would only remember ‘Ian’, and she wouldn’t have any affection for the monarch of Deltia who killed her father and ascended the throne. He felt like he was stuck in the mud.

Now he was disgusted with the position of the undersea monarch. Far from stabilizing the shaking royal authority, the pro-former king faction’s assassination attempts rushed in again, thinking this was their chance.

Everything was tiresome. Was there any meaning in living like this? What if Ruine comes to hate him as the monarch?

Pereian, who was blankly watching the assassin’s attack, was barely saved by Sipri. To Sipri, who asked if he wanted to die, Pereian only gave a cold smile. It was right after that that Sipri proposed marriage with the Epin princess.

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