How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 145

How to live as a tyrant's spoiled brat, episode 145

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Whether it's a play, a fight, or a song, if you can perform at least 70% of what you practiced in real life, you've done well.

So, to show 100%, I had to practice 130%, 150%.

But what comes after practicing beyond your limits is not explosive growth, but explosive muscle pain.

That Tentia also did not give Valencianus and Rudy any trials they could not overcome.

So the remaining 50% had to be filled by anything other than practice and effort.

Something like talent or tools.

“Rudy. Are you ready?”

It was in front of a large warehouse on the outskirts of the dock.

Valencian asked in a low voice.

Rudy nodded, his brown hair tied neatly up and his clear green eyes shining.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

As she knelt on one knee and took cover behind the building, the stiff black one-piece maid's uniform, coated with liquid metal armor 'Aqua-Teg', took on a metallic sheen for a moment.

On the harness worn over the long blouse under the one-piece dress were hanging two types of magic bullets, two magic daggers, 'Saengdong', and one six-shot revolver, 'Agate'.

What Rudy held in his hand today was the dual-wield weapon 'Kaspar'.

The gun was firmly planted on his shoulder, and his eyes, aimed inside the large warehouse, were still gentle, but there was a determination in them that only those who knew could see it.

Valencianus confirmed that Rudy was ready and turned his gaze to Sereraji who was standing next to him.

He confirmed that Rudy had acquired practical combat skills through frequent duels and training with Tentia, but he was unable to confirm whether Sereraji had overcome the wizard's weakness of weak defense.

“What do you see?”

She asked sharply, and Valencian smiled slyly.

“I said that because I was worried.”

“You dare? Take good care of yourself. You’re only wearing a uniform and only trusting in ‘Aquateg’, aren’t you?”

“I’m okay because I’m a superhuman who has undergone the Yongchan ritual.”

“I, too, am ready to be the stationmaster.”

Sereraji mastered the grimoire he received from Gestarte in four days, and reached a level where he could use its magic without chanting.

It was a terrifying experience for Valencianus, who had tried to learn from over the shoulder and had fallen behind without being able to read more than three sentences.

Having eaten the 'Blood Dan', she was able to freely deploy the 'Force Field', which consumed a huge amount of mana, and so instead of standing next to Rudy, who was providing rear support, she stood next to Valencianus, who was preparing to charge.

She was wearing that luxurious robe and cone-shaped hat today as well, but she ensured a minimum level of safety by feeding 'Aquateg' to the vest she wore over her blouse.

Valencian nodded and turned his gaze towards Tentia, who was standing in the vanguard.

Tentia, like a loyal knight, was already looking at him.

“Your Majesty, preparations are complete.”

“Ah. Okay. Then let’s check. What on earth did you buy all the chimeras to protect?”

When Valencianus looked at the two, Tentia looked at Valencianus.

Today too, he was smiling with his platinum hair pulled back briskly and arrogantly, and his golden eyes that could not be read.

The white suit decorated with gold and red ribbons exuded the dignity of a grand duke, and his eyes were haughty and worn-out, and there was a dangerous smile on his lips.

If someone asked Tentia if he was a good person, he would shake his head firmly, but if someone asked if he was a bad person, he couldn't dare nod.

“Kyung, don’t be so pushy. Only move when it’s really dangerous.”

Tentia also secretly hoped that Sereraji would learn the combat doctrine of the battle wizard 'Warlock'.

But she lowered her helmet visor and rejected Valencian's whisper once.

“I can’t be negligent as a knight.”

“It’s a trial you can overcome. Please watch over me.”

Valencian did not back down, but smiled shamelessly and forced his will on Tentia.

Tentia nodded her head with inward satisfaction.

“If you so command.”

A clear command focused the knight's mind and refined it into a hard spearhead.

Since our conversation at the refugee camp, Valencian has changed a little.

Tentia, too, had read numerous knight novels and seen the princes that appeared in them.

The story of a young prince of a fallen nation who travels across the land to gather his old vassals and knights and get his crown back.

The knights who followed the young prince of the ruined country were noble, but the young prince sometimes showed himself to be not noble.

Some novels saw it as a weakness that the prince had to overcome, while others saw it as a quality that a ruler had.

Tentia thought.

'I don't know how the story of Prince Valen will turn out. Can you be noble? Should you be noble?'

Maybe it was resignation.

Maybe he was sick of his master kidnapping saints and making deals for red-light district managers and such.

But if not,

If only now could we free ourselves from the gaze that sees Valencian as an object of guidance.

He might look a little different from now on.

Today he was doing his responsible job of interrogating the merchants who sold him the chimera, to find out what it was that was being guarded by the chimera.

* * *

Taat, I ran out from behind the building with Sir Tentia and ran towards the warehouse entrance.

Cherry blossom petals that had begun to fall fluttered along the edge of the canal, and in the west, the red sun set below the castle walls.

There was no sign of any guards or upper-level officials staying in the warehouse.

Even though it was in the capital city, it was unexpected that no one would be stationed in such a large warehouse.

Actually, I had some expectations about it.

Sometimes, there were reasons why some objects had to be protected by chimeras rather than people.

If this works out, I'll be able to touch another huge gold coin.

Otherwise, it'll just end with asking for the price of the door.

bang!

Sir Tentia slammed her shoulder into the wooden door.

When I heard the sound, it seemed like a strong door with iron plates on the inside, but it couldn't withstand the knight's charge and crumbled like a thin cookie.

“I am Tentia, a knight of His Highness the Grand Duke of Valencian. I will not kill anyone who surrenders.”

No answer came back.

“Krrrrrr.”

Only red eyes flash in the darkness.

Creating a chimera that can speak human language is a very difficult task, and it would be better to bring in disciples or bodyguards than to create such a chimera.

But there were things in the world that required a fair amount of loyalty and a fair amount of intelligence.

“Your Majesty, this is all… … .”

The sun had not set yet, and the warehouse door strangely faced west, allowing light to stream in.

The second floor of the warehouse was filled with large wooden boxes.

It was literally filled with boxes, except for a narrow path for people to pass through.

It was so frustrating.

The box had a slightly spicy yet sweet aroma and the scent of oak charcoal.

“Is this smuggled tobacco?”

Sir Tentia clicked her tongue, and I shrugged.

“That’s right, Lord Tentia. When we rounded up all the smugglers and middlemen a while ago, one of the big shots seemed to be really scared.”

Even if he hired thugs to protect him, he would have been afraid of their betrayal.

As soon as they find out that there is a pile of smuggled tobacco, they steal the product and smuggle it, and eventually they will get caught.

But I wouldn't have been able to sleep if I had left this amount unprotected.

“So that’s why it was a chimera. Even though it was in bad condition, I bought it anyway.”

In the darkness, there was a sound of chains shaking and a three-headed dog came running out.

It was a monster as big as a wolf and had a scorpion's tail.

I muttered without even drawing my sword.

“Rudy.”

Immediately the sound of gunfire was heard.

Phew!

The firing sound of the upper and lower twin-barreled pistol 'Kaspar' was slightly lower and more magnificent than that of the revolver pistol 'Agate'.

Even though it wasn't a magic bullet reinforced with a separate spell engraved on it, its power was tremendous because the magic bullet itself was so large and the spell engraved on the gun was so strong.

puck!

The body of a giant three-headed beast burst apart as if it were vaporizing.

“Shiieeek!”

“Sigh!”

A red light flashed inside the warehouse.

Chimeras of the spider and scorpion family raised their stinger-endowed tails.

A wasp the size of a person, fused with a locust, buzzed in.

And then Sereraji came up next to me and muttered something to me.

“My stationmaster.”

Normally, a force field would be like a sphere-shaped glass window surrounding the body, but the magic developed by her master was different.

Blue energy rose like fog and enveloped our surroundings.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The stinger, fast enough to be blocked by a stone wall, slowed down in the blue fog and eventually fell to the ground.

It was like watching a fast-forward through a scene where something was trying to pass through water or mud, but then it gradually slowed down and eventually stopped.

Wheeeeeeeeeeing!

Four wasps the size of people swooped down on us.

A huge scythe-like foreleg fell without mercy.

Tentia Kyung raised her sword with an anxious look in her eyes, but I shook my head.

Sereraji was still smiling brightly and leisurely.

Two wasps swooped down.

The moment they entered the realm of blue fog, sparks flew.

Flash!

It was a split second, like lightning striking through a cloud.

thud!

Two human-sized wasps fell to the ground with their six legs curled up, sliding down, and a foul smell and smoke rose up.

The remaining two were startled by the sight and turned around to find another opponent.

I just found Rudy coming out of the building and heading towards us.

Lord Tentia turned around, and I shook my head, casting fire magic just in case.

Wheeing!

“I’m glad you didn’t rush at Valen.”

Rudy ran with light footwork and pulled the trigger.

Her legs were constantly moving, but the long barrel of the gun did not tremble at all.

Phew!

The Matan traced a long orange trail, and a giant chimera fell to the ground again.

Sir Tentia said urgently.

“Your Majesty. Can’t that shotgun fit two rounds?”

“That’s right.”

“Then now Your Majesty’s maid is defenseless… …!”

The last wasp flew towards Rudy in a complex trajectory, moving up, down, left, and right.

In the meantime, it seemed that he had realized that Rudy's attacks were not curved.

But Rudy smiled and quickly reloaded his gun with deft hands.

The barrel of the gun folded in half along the middle under her touch.

While spinning around, take out two bullets from the harness and insert them into the back of the gun barrel, and click!

The focus of his green eyes never wavered until the barrel was straightened again and the buttstock was placed on his shoulder.

As if they don't know how to miss the target.

A wasp flew in on a strange trajectory and pulled out a two-span long stinger.

It seemed impossible to hit him since he was so big and fast.

Rudy smiled and pulled the trigger.

Paaang!

The magic bullets, which broke into hundreds of pieces and shot out in a fan shape, struck and tore the Chimera's entire body apart.

It was a different 'diffusion' from Sereraji.

Rudy ran towards me and spoke in a gentle voice.

“I was wondering how to hit it, so I just used a magic bullet that would hit if I shot it. In a real fight, it’s more important to kill the enemy than to show off flashy techniques.”

I answered while looking at that bright smile.

“Well done, Rudy. Keep fighting safely like that. If anyone asks about your skills, I’ll say you’re the type of person who can fire hundreds of rounds at once and hit every target.”

Sereraji glared at me, frowning.

“Hmm. Isn’t that a scam?”

Sir Tentia looked back and forth between me and Rudy and said firmly.

“The maid may say so, but Your Majesty, if you agree with it, you may not.”

* * *

Late at night, Tentia greeted the church purification soldiers who had rushed to the warehouse.

“This way.”

“Are you Sir Tentia?”

The knight leading the soldiers checked Tentia's face.

“Yes. I am Tentia.”

The knight bowed deeply in greeting.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, I can now harvest the byproducts of sin.”

“It was something I had to do as a knight.”

“I… … But if you are Sir Tentia, by any chance, is it… … His Highness the Grand Duke’s… …?”

The knight's voice trembled slightly.

The Valencian they knew was a great villain who had banished Bishop Hong, kidnapped saints, and embezzled confiscated tobacco.

It was already well known among the knights that there was a red-haired knight following him.

“Yes. I am a knight of His Highness the Archduke Valencian.”

The knight answered with a voice as manly as his face, and the paladin checked the reeds, lamenting that the knight had met the wrong master.

The quantity was enormous, but the quality was average.

Still, with this amount secured, it would be possible to turn several fields into fallow or farmland at the beginning of the year.

“Thank you again, Lord Tentia. You are truly a defender of the Church with a conscience that acts.”

“I am ashamed to hear such words from a knight. May the will of the light be with you.”

Tentia bowed her head to the knight, hiding her complex and subtle expression.

The ones carrying the high-quality cigarettes were the guards of the 'Yeongmyeong' casino, dressed in black suits.

It was obvious who they were following, and it was obvious who would get some of the money from selling it.

And then, to report the remaining common tobacco and receive a church reward, her master, Archduke Valencian, clearly had an unscrupulous act.

However, the reason why Tentia could not truly resent Valencianus was that if he had personally handed over the New Year to the Church, he could have washed away some of his many infamies.

There was no way he didn't know that.

But he gave her all the glory and showed her only the appearance of a corrupt soul who was hooking up with the red-light district manager.

Tentia left the warehouse, smiling without a word.

One thing is certain: despite the many atrocities he committed, there was no conclusion that he should be left behind.

He clearly gave her enemies and honor.

To a knight it was as necessary as water, bread, light and salt.