How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 289

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Valencian took hold of Tarti with his left hand and walked to the edge of the railing.

He took off the shoes Tarti was wearing with only his right hand, and soon discovered that there was a magic tool in the form of crampons attached to the soles of the shoes.

“I see, it was like this. I will use it well from now on. Be grateful.”

He tore the crampons from under the boots of the dead warriors while holding Tarti.

It was a petty act that did not suit his noble appearance and high status.

“And you are still a grand duke after doing that?”

Saya Yen raised her voice in shock, and Valencianus held up Tarti like a shield.

“I did not give you permission to speak, you pirate.”

He tossed Tarti over the deck railing.

“Did you say Tarti? You swung your sword when I asked you a question, but I am not a lowly pirate, but a Grand Duke of the Empire, so I will listen to your last words.”

Tarti looked at my stomach with a laugh.

“That… … I am truly grateful.”

Three spirits flew across the sky, spitting fire, and the family's battleship was burning brightly.

The warriors who had served him for decades had grown cold, and the sailors sat on the signboard with blank expressions.

'The Violet Priest was right. This guy is not a human, but a demon.'

Tarti glared at Valencianus, his neck tense.

With a bang, the iron mask that had been hanging precariously on his chin was pulled back inside the helmet, revealing his bare face.

His sharp eyes had the air of an admiral.

“You may not believe it, but I was also a nobleman.”

For a moment, a satisfied smile appeared on Valencian's lips.

'Yes. I knew it. Now beg for your life, and I will spare your life.'

A privateer and admiral of noble birth, he was just what he was looking for.

“… … I guessed. It wasn’t a magical tool that a pirate would carry around. It wasn’t the kind of subordinates a pirate would have. The fact that you weren’t able to tremble in front of me in the first place means that you weren’t of ordinary bloodline.”

“So, behead him with honor-.”

But the talent did not come to take his hand.

'You're talking like a beheading!'

Valencianus was busy grinding his teeth.

“… … In order to be called noble in the Empire, there is a more important condition than natural bloodline or inherited territory. It is serving His Majesty, His Majesty’s vassal, or His Majesty’s traitor. The only one who can be served is the pinnacle of bloodlines, the sun of the Empire, and His Divine Majesty.”

If you serve His Majesty, I will spare your life.

Despite saying so, Tarti still glared at Valencianus.

Valencian controlled his boiling emotions.

I tried to save him, but seeing him talk about beheading him made me seethe with murderous intent.

“There were only two paths open to you. Either die as a nobleman or live as a bandit leader. If you grit your teeth and bide your time, you might be able to return someday.”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The colorful flags on the pirate ships were set on fire.

“Your useless pride is holding you back.”

There was a look of sympathy in his golden eyes.

Tarti took it as an insult, twisted his body and cursed Valencian.

“Valencian! You will surely end up like me! You will become a noble without a lord like me!”

Valencian sighed inwardly and lit the flame.

'Let's just catch him and see. A little pain is like oil on a rusty sword.'

“Yes. I heard you well. This is the fee for the story, so I will gratefully accept it.”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The flames flowed backwards according to the will of their master and burned, Tarti's entire body was engulfed in flames, and Saya Yen, who had tried to turn around the outside of the railing and surprise Valencianus, froze.

At that moment, Valencianus chuckled and released Tarti's hand.

with a plop!

“Oops. My hand slipped.”

He lightly kicked the deck, jumped aboard the assault ship, rescued Tarti, and returned to the Tempesta.

The spirits breathed fire on the ship one last time.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The pirate ship, without a master, slowly sank.

* * *

Cariosa sighed deeply as he looked at the bubbles.

“Valencianus. A warship like that would cost 9,000 gold coins. With just a little bit of repair, it could be used as a frigate or landing ship.”

“Oh, my. I’m sorry.”

“I can’t help it. I’ll pay you back with my body tonight.”

I asked calmly, pretending not to hear.

“What should I do with this guy? He seems like a pretty high-ranking pirate, so I brought him along.”

“It’s the military. I have no intention of negotiating with them. If I had just thrown them into the sea, they wouldn’t have said anything… … .”

“But how about letting it go for now?”

I asked, feeling a bit nervous inside, and fortunately, Cariosa nodded.

“Okay. Since you brought it all, I’ll put you in the prison under the ship for now.”

I breathed a sigh of relief and handed over all of the captured ice axes to Cariosa except for three: one for me, one for Lord Tentia, and one for Marcus to produce.

Knowing how much she hated pirates, the prickling guilt in my chest never went away.

Cariosa simply smiled in satisfaction and pointed her magic sword, Storm, out to the sea.

“Look, Valencian. A sea battle is harder to win than you think.”

About a quarter of the pirates I burned to death on the water were killed.

It was a great feat to destroy 25% of the entire army with one spell, but in other words, it meant that 75% of them were still alive, and they safely returned to their ships and began to flee in a panic.

I squinted my brows and looked at the pirate ship group.

“Even though you killed so many, it still looks like there are over 120 of them.”

“The ship is stronger than you think. Well, this is enough. I just got the report.”

"report?"

A battle mage was carrying an osprey on his forearm.

Cariosa read the letter aloud, which was tied to Osprey's ankle.

“There is no sign of movement in the Yangdong operation. It is moving to encirclement and annihilation.”

"ah."

Far away on the horizon the light of the magic lantern began to appear.

Amid the fluttering flag with a white shark on a blue background, the high trumpet sounds and low drum sounds could be heard.

Phew!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Twelve huge battleships, like floating islands, gathered on the horizon on all sides, leading their escort ships.

The numbers on the clock seemed to converge on one point.

Sir Tentia took a deep breath, and Cariosa smiled faintly.

“It’s like this.”

I asked, looking at the flag waving majestically.

“Didn’t you say that you don’t need to tell others who you’re fishing with?”

Cariosa made an awkward expression that didn't suit her.

“There are different times when you need to buy time and times when you need to sweep it away. There’s also the issue of our children’s morale.”

“I see. I understand.”

“I want to bite you.”

I made a face of understanding, and Cariosa poked me in the ribs.

At that moment, a huge headache came over me.

Ugh!

“Cough!”

I instinctively wrapped my head around the railing and hung on.

Cariosa chuckled, then hardened his voice.

“The response is so good… Valencianus?”

I felt something hot and sticky on my hand, so I pulled away and saw blood pooling on my black glove.

"blood?"

Blood flowed profusely from both nostrils.

That wasn't all.

My head hurt as if it was going to split open, and there was a ringing in my ears.

Beep beep beep.

“Peacock! What have you done!?”

visor!

The sound of Tentia Sir drawing his sword was heard.

"what?"

“What’s the situation?”

“Protect His Majesty!”

The eastern knights looked this way in bewilderment.

I raised one hand and stopped the Tentia Lord.

“Sir. It wasn’t the Duke who did it. It was amazing timing.”

He whined to Cariosa, who had an embarrassed expression on her face.

“Nothing much. Just a little… … tired. I’ll rest for a bit in the cabin. The fleet has gathered, so there’s nothing for me to do.”

“Okay. Just rest for now. I’ll send the priests and wizards.”

I could feel Cariosa trying to force a smile of relief onto her bloodless face.

It meant that the teasing didn't go over well.

I tried to keep my balance and walked towards the cabin.

I don't know what the hell this is.

* * *

“Are you awake?”

An unfamiliar voice was heard.

It was a neutral yet captivating beauty.

I slowly opened my eyes.

Fortunately, the headache subsided, but my whole body ached.

I remember somehow getting into the cabin on my own feet, but after that I don't remember anything.

“Who are you?”

A gentle reply came back.

“I am Lorelai. I am a vassal of Lady Cariosa and a collateral member of Asenortha.”

“Are you a wizard sent by Cariosa?”

“Yes. Your Majesty sent me.”

I slowly turned my head and looked at him.

He was sitting in the chair next to the bed.

He looked about my age, and had bright orange hair that covered his forehead.

The eyes were the same orange as the hair, and the pupils were black vertical pupils like Cariosa's.

Even the skin was shiny like scales and the shark teeth were the same.

The difference was that he did not have the aura of a ruler like Cariosa.

He was of slim build, had a thin waist and limbs, and a very thin neck.

Gulp, I woke up, swallowing without realizing it.

“Do you know what happened to me?”

The first thing that comes to mind is the side effects of magic tools.

If you get too close to a mana flow that doesn't occur naturally, problems could naturally arise.

The 'Invisible Hand' gloves from the Ivory Tower and the uniform made by Jaylilith were in a form that completely permeated the body, so it wouldn't have been strange if they had unexpected side effects.

Lorelai nodded slightly.

“I am a magician specializing in the mind. The priests and the shamans could not even touch you, Your Majesty.”

I frowned.

It was a much more serious situation than the side effects of magic tools.

“Mind? Am I crazy?”

Lorelai waved her hand.

“No. It’s more physical. It’s a strange expression, but that’s right. Um. Should I say that the body and mind are not in sync? That’s a side effect of the process of adjusting. Have you recently taken a top-class spiritual pill like ‘Young Life’? It’s because your constitution itself has changed.”

"ah."

I sighed softly.

“Oh. I just picked up anything and ate it.”

There were a lot of guesses.

Hwajeong, Eternal Life, Yongchan, Spirit Essence Transplant, Absorbing the power of foreign objects through purification by fire, Absorbing Kuit Az… … .

I had clearly vowed to myself that I would reach a state of perfection through neat and orthodox training, but somehow I ended up like this.

Lorelai sighed.

“I can make it easier for you, but in the end, it’s a problem that only time can solve. The soul needs time to adjust to the body. You shouldn’t push yourself too hard for a while. So… … .”

"then?"

Lorelai said, hammering home the point.

“The soul can slowly become unaligned and split apart. It has to permeate the body while maintaining the essence of a human being, but if that part splits apart… … In the worst case scenario, you could become a wreck.”

I nodded slowly.

As I listened, I had an inkling of something.

Perhaps the process of amplifying power using Az's fragments was a huge effort.

That's because it's like changing your body into something that didn't even exist in this world originally.

It was enough to make my soul scream.

Lorelai extended her hand to me.

It was a very small and delicate looking hand.

“I can help you more if I know how your body has changed. Would you mind opening up to me for a moment?”

I hesitated for a moment, then absorbed the invisible hand glove and held out my left hand.

Wizards who manipulated souls were very rare and vulnerable to erosion.

The fact that he remained sane was proof of his ability.

chuck.

Lorelai grabbed his hand with one hand and his wrist with the other.

My grip strength was stronger than I thought.

“You might feel dizzy for a moment.”

He spoke with a blush on his face, and then a white light flashed.

Flash!

And then everything before my eyes turned black.

“Ugh, ugh!”

As if I had been hit with a powerful destruction spell, all the strength left my body and my limbs began to tremble.

It was so hard to even breathe.

“You, you. T, F*ck… …! Is this dizzying?”

I barely raised my head, feeling like I was going to vomit blood.

“What? Why are you looking like that?”

“Oh, no.”

Lorelai's face was contorted with regret and fear.

The shark's teeth chattered, its pupils were constricted, and its face was bloodless.

That must have been exactly what my expression was like when I saw that huge foreign object coming down during the fall of the capital.

* * *

“She’s capable. But unlike our family, she’s timid and slow-witted. Well, that’s true for all magicians who deal with souls and minds. You know that too. Being able to see other people’s minds well means it’s easy to be disappointed in people. Some show that disappointment cynically, while others, like her, show it defensively.”

I was invited to Cariosa's cabin.

To be precise, it was one of her four cabins.

The maids came and filled a large cypress wooden bucket with hot water.

The steam was so thick that it was hard to see inside the cabin.

The fresh scent of cypress made me want to jump in right away.

“Are you feeling tired? Come in and warm up your body.”

Cariosa suggested sweetly in a low voice.

But before I acted, I had to go over an important part.

“I have two questions. Why only one soup?”

Cariosa answered with a faint smile.

“Is the cabin too small to fit two of these in this size? What’s your second question?”

“Why can’t I see the shoulder straps?”

She slowly raised her head and met my eyes.

Her wet hands, shoulders, and neck shone like opal.

“So you’re not going to come in?”