Chapter 78 – Chapter 78 ― Everyone Has a Plausible Plan (6)
Episode 78 ― Everyone has a plausible plan (6)
However, the smile did not disappear from the emperor’s face. On the other side, Erenia was looking at Roan with a bluish face.
“If it’s a win, what do you want?”
“It is the throne.”
The hair on Minoreus’ back stood on end. Eleanor tried to take a few steps forward, but the noble ladies and Grünent stopped him.
The male Dark Lord and the Grand Duke of Darkness, who were standing in the distance, glanced at me with their arms crossed, their eyes shining.
“I get it. Return the weapon don’t wait.”
Roan put his hand on the hilt of Fiora’s sword.
[Damn, I can’t eat and drink this good… Ah Roan, were you listening? Oh my goodness. Why are you fiddling with my body in the banquet hall? No way, it’s not just people anymore, me too, kyaaak!]
When Roan was silent, Fiora stopped her pranks.
[… What happened.]
“Hmm.”
Roan answered Fiora in a low voice, raising her voice.
“Good. Hang the throne What are you betting on?”
At his words, even Grünent, who held Elenir’s arm, and Helen, who stood behind him, turned pale. Lauca was nowhere to be seen.
“What does Your Majesty want?”
“Well. I am emperor Do you have what I need?”
[What is that, a drunken madman?]
Hearing Fiora’s comments, Roan sighed.
“It would be enough if I just used you as an example.”
The banquet hall grew even cooler.
The banquet hall, which had been in a pleasant atmosphere until a moment ago, became silent as if frozen in an instant.
It wasn’t just the mood.
Until earlier, the banquet hall was hot.
Hundreds of people were gathered in heated rooms. However, the breath everyone exhaled became white breath and scattered.
It’s cold.
A few nobles looked at the ogre youth in amazement. The power to create a strength that is incomparable to others in a visible form.
With the same power as Roan’s ‘Overwhelm’, the young man even lowered the temperature around him. Roan sighed as he saw the ogre pouring out strong energy without hiding it.
“It is also my loss to lose so many people who have achieved this much. Too bad.”
“It is not a position that can be defended by those who are stagnant in one place.”
“Okay. Those who are overconfident in themselves and unable to properly judge others cannot hold the throne.”
[Ahahahaha, that kid… ! Seriously!]
Fiora’s blush exploded.
It’s a really pleasant voice.
Instead of answering, Roan’s eyebrows moved slightly.
Someone handed an ax to the young man.
The weapon I entrusted to me when I entered the imperial castle.
A massive ax that fits the body of a hulking ogre.
[How far are you going, Roan? Are you going to slit his throat like Roan used to do? Are you going to blow everything below the knee so that you can live with the realization of the miserable subject? It’s nice to blow your wrist so you can’t hold a weapon for the rest of your life! It’s also good to split open the stomach and let the intestines spill out! Ahahaha, ah, it’s been a while, I’m excited after a long time!]
Fiora asks in a thrilling voice she has never heard before. I couldn’t understand why Fiora was called a demonic sword, but I feel that she finally understands a little bit.
Roan didn’t answer.
It’s not like Fiora didn’t ask because she was curious.
It was the young man on the other side who said something.
“Baron of Niap, Yanas. I will kill you and take your throne.”
The ritual for demons to prove themselves and take away what they have is simple.
Challengers only need to reveal who they are and what they want. It doesn’t matter if the other person accepts it or not.
What if the opponent has no power? The challenge succeeds.
What if the opponent is strong? Just die
It’s been over 10 years since no one even dared to challenge the emperor. All the nobles held their breath at the duel in the castle for the first time in years.
An answer was not obligatory, but Roan kindly responded to the young man’s words.
“The Emperor of Evirgio. I will take my life with your defeat.”
Because names have power, it is the right of the strong to hide their names. However, Roan politely revealed his location.
And a metallic sound that made the hairs on the nape of the neck rise. Fiora appeared.
It is expected that even if you brush your hair, it will be cut off.
Even those unfamiliar with weapons shuddered at Fiora’s sharpness.
The people at the banquet hall were divided into two categories.
Those who clearly anticipate the future outcome and send a sad sigh to the obnoxious young man,
Those who are looking at this scene with excitement, just in case.
Roan found Eleanor, Grünent, and Helen standing together looking at him.
The emotions in their eyes were none of the above, but confidence in victory and petty worries.
They were anxious eyes, fearing that there might be a scar on the precious cheek. Roan laughed.
And that laugh stimulated the young man.
“Huh!”
With a brief elation, the body of the huge ogre came crashing in. With a smile on his face that didn’t even disappear, Roan moved his feet.
It was the difference between a piece of paper.
Roan’s body brushed past the blade of the ax that was about to split his head. A smooth movement that does not match the destructive spirit of youth.
Admiration came from the mouths of the prosecutors.
The banquet hall floor shattered with a terrifying sound. Roan, whose expression did not change even when the ax blade grazed his face, openly wrinkled his face.
“… I can’t fight for a long time.”
In the distance, I could see Leelon scratching her head. You’re probably calculating how much it will take to fix these expensive marble floors.
Roan let out a sigh.
[Hurry! Hurry! Cut it! Aaaaah, quickly!]
Even Fiora’s screams, as if half insane, make her head hurt. Roan smiled bitterly.
The young man, Yanas, quickly picked up the ax that had broken the ground and swung it sideways.
With a shrieking sound, the marble shards from which the ax blade had been stuck fluttered in all directions.
Roan lifted Fiora up.
Fiora’s blade, which looked like an ordinary longsword, caught an ax blade that weighed several times its weight. The blade of the ax rode down Fiora’s long blade and slid down to the end.
“Huh… !?”
In an instant, the young man knew that he could not break this sword with his own strength.
Janas hurriedly drew the face of his ax close to his body. The tip of Roan’s sword, which instantly let off an attack, was aiming for his ship.
“Huh!”
A roar that could not come from the tip of a thin sword reverberated through the banquet hall. The ogre that had blocked the thrust groaned and took a few steps back. He looked at the Emperor in amazement.
It was unbelievable power emanating from a humanoid body. I heard that he was originally strong, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.
A wicked smile crept across the ogre’s mouth.
There was no other person of the same age who could accept him, so when he met someone he had been sword-to-toe with for the first time in a while, the young man laughed happily.
“Kuhh, heh heh heh!”
Hearing the laughter, Roan also smiled.
“Are you happy? Yanas.”
“He’s someone worth dealing with!”
“Hmm. Okay. It’s good that you’re happy.”
The benevolent emperor nodded his head.
Yanas, who raised his head and made eye contact with the emperor, stopped laughing and trembled.
The same purple eyes as before
It was full of pleasure and life.
“But I won’t see you destroying Jim’s banquet hall any more. The treasurer will be angry.”
Ogre didn’t even react.
No one followed the movements of the emperor with their eyes.
The sound of the Southern Dark Spirit grinding his teeth was heard, and the West Blood Spirit lord burst into admiration.
Minoreus had his eyes wide open and his fists shaking. The seat of a duel where even the commander of the knights could not step forward. He took comfort in catching up with the emperor’s inaction with his eyes.
Other than that, no one dared to respond. He saw only the remnants of the black cloak.
It was only when they heard Roan return Fiora to the scabbard that everyone grasped the situation.
“Huh, kuh…”
There was a thud and a whoosh and the sound of marble being shattered.
“… Ouch.”
Roan’s embarrassed moan.
It seems that one or two additional breaks were unavoidable. Marble is weak. The ax that Yanas had dropped fell and the ax blade became lodged in the marble floor.
The hand hangs on the handle of the ax.
I saw Lyron clutching her head.
[Ha, ha, long time no see… , Uhm, the taste of ogre blood… It’s been a while…]
Fiora’s voice seemed to be reaching a climax.
It’s creepy.
Especially in front of the ogre frowning arrogantly as blood poured from his raised wrist.
The blood drained from the young man’s face.
It’s not a matter of mood, it’s because you’re actually losing blood.
Roan approached him.
“Baron Janas.”
The ogre blankly looked up at the emperor.
“Yanas. Calm down.”
But his eyes did not return.
“It’s annoying.”
Life flashed in Roan’s eyes once again.
A few held their breath.
However, the banquet hall was still silent.
This is the land of demons.
The nobles gathered here are the strongest among them.
Someone who screams like human nobles at the sight of blood or the extent of dismembered bodies cannot be here in the banquet hall in the first place.
Suddenly, Aranya came to Roan’s side.
“Should I handle it? Your majesty.”
One of her eight limbs moved menacingly. Her forelimbs, which usually handle numerous papers, seal, and move the pen, are actually perfect weapons.
She snapped her thorns.
The tips of its forelimbs have the power to pierce through the head at once.
Because he is so strong, he can be a great nobility.
But Roan shook his head.
“It happened. Helen.”
And he suddenly called his bitch.
“Yes. Master.”
A man in a dress approached before he knew it and knelt down at the emperor’s command.
Several ladies who saw a human moving so close-by for the first time once again shed their amazement.
For those who had no time to go to the battlefield, and had never been to the capital or castle where humans worked, it must have been a strange thing for humans who had always treated them only as enemies or meat to move like this.
Besides, Helen has a mysterious charm. To the extent that she steals the eyes of male nobles.
The emperor’s beautiful dog waited for commands.
The emperor with cold eyes said.
“Cure.”
Everyone widened their eyes.
But Helen answered without wavering.
“All right. Master.”
Helen removed one of her wrists, which was still gripping her ax handle. She was right handed.
The ogre, who had been looking up at the Emperor in dismay, looked at Helen as her face crumpled in pain as something touched her bleeding wrist.
The hem of her dress was all bloody, but Helen held her palm to the joint at her wrist with her indifferent expression.
“Cure.”
And all the demons in this banquet hall
She was speechless at the light of the goddess she had seen for the first time in her life.
“… What… !”
“This… , This. Aha, ahaha… !”
The two wizards barely opened their mouths, resisting the alien force. Erenia looked at Helen with a look of disgust as she tried to calm the goosebumps all over her body. It was the demon’s instinctive sense of incongruity toward divine power.
The lord of the North White, Count Amhang, burst into a small laugh. As if in a good mood, his ears and tail were constantly wagging.
“This is holy power! My God, I never thought I would feel something like this in a castle, ahaha, haha!”
It was the holy power that I felt only in the enemy camp on the battlefield. The lords, who had just returned from the frontlines, were trying hard to subdue the growing reluctance.
However, even for them, the light of the goddess felt after a moment of rejection was warm. They, who had been silenced by the strange feeling, began to hum little by little.
As the voices filled the banquet hall quite loudly, Helen let go of her hand.
Treatment is over
The ogre, who had recovered her hands, stared blankly at the returned palms.
“Lifting heavy things takes training. Don’t overdo it for a week or so.”
And Helen knelt down on her one knee beside her Emperor. The emperor stroked her Helen’s hair.
“Good job. Helen.”
“Yes. Master.”
Satisfaction flashed on her face. Some nobles noticed that she was the emperor’s dog.
Roan, who had been looking at Helen with her loving eyes, ordered again with a cool expression.
“Take the baron with you.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The soldiers guarding the banquet hall raised the ogre soldiers.
“Your life is gone. The new life you’ve regained is what I gave you, so let’s think about how to use it later.”
Roan’s smile was cold.
The emperor looked around.
“Okay. Every once in a while, there will be people who mistakenly believe that the life they live on is really theirs. Can not help it. If people don’t see it, they’ll soon forget. But.”
At the end of the emperor’s gaze was the Southern Dark Spirit.
Bloody eyes were hidden by lowered eyelids.
