Reborn As Noble

Chapter 350 - 350: Submission or Sacrifice ( 350 )

Garius rested his chin on his knuckles, amusement in his eyes.

"So, enemy princess."

His golden eyes locked onto Zania.

"Tell me… during your fight with this idiot here—did you win?"

The room fell silent as all eyes turned to Zania. She clenched her fists, her lips parting slightly, but she remained silent because everyone already knew the answer.

Javier began to panic.

"E-Esteemed father…"

Garius raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm?"

Javier forced a grin.

"How about… another duel?"

Garius's smirk widened.

"Oh? You're suggesting another fight?"

Javier nodded quickly.

"Y-Yes! Esteemed father!"

Then, after a short pause, Garius leaned forward slightly, his eyes gleaming.

"Interesting… But know this, my idiot son."

Javier felt a cold chill down his spine.

"Yes… esteemed father?"

Garius's next words shook the entire hall.

"If you lose…" He paused slowly, a deadly smirk forming.

"Forget about marrying Liana and Gloria."

Javier froze, his brain crashing as his soul seemed to leave his body.

"EHHHH?!"

His face turned pale.

(HOLD ON. WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. THIS ISN'T FAIR?!)

He turned frantically toward Liana and Gloria.

"Y-You two won't let this happen, right?!"

Liana tilted her head.

"Hmm? But Young Master, weren't you planning to lose intentionally?"

Javier flinched. Gloria adjusted her glasses.

"Ah… how unfortunate. To think the Young Master would lose his future wives over a single duel."

Javier felt dizzy. His father had completely trapped him.

Then, Garius clasped his hands together, smiling.

"So, Javier… do you still want to fight?"

Javier fidgeted nervously,

"Or you collar her."

Javier stopped breathing. Zania, still kneeling, bit her lip. She could feel it—her fate was no longer in her hands.

"You, enemy princess."

Zania's breath hitched.

"You have two choices."

A heavy silence fell over the hall as everyone waited. Then Garius delivered the sentence:

"Submit."

Zania gritted her teeth, her body tensing. But then Garius's next words crushed her.

"Or Execution."

The weight of his words pressed down on her chest. Garius's gaze remained firm—unshaken, absolute.

"It's up to you."

Garius continued in an eerily calm voice.

"Even if your kingdom protests… it will mean nothing."

Zania froze.

"We have enough evidence against you."

His words pierced straight into her core. With absolute confidence, he added.

"Surely, King Edmund will file an official decree justifying your execution."

Zania's stomach twisted. She understood what that meant. Garius wasn't just threatening her; he was ensuring her death would be legally justified—no war, no retaliation, no sympathy from neighboring kingdoms.

Her death would be forgotten, and her kingdom wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Her hands trembled, and her heart pounded violently. She had to answer. She had no choice.

( End of Chapter )