How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 116

How to live as a tyrant's spoiled brat Episode 116

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The ship continued north for 14 days.

Once you pass the County of Delusiato, it becomes the territory of vassals serving Septentrios.

With daily patrols and annual expeditions, there were no undead, foreign objects, or evil spirits on the riverbank.

“Valencianus. Elves have visited this forest since my father’s time. I only saw them once when I was young.”

“Wow, Severic. The North is truly a treasure trove of mysteries.”

I enjoyed the scenery of the giant coniferous forests, snow-covered peaks, and magnificent canyons while listening to Severic's explanation.

A piece of ice that fell from a mountain blocked a river, and it was destroyed with sword and fire, and an exhausted sailor miscalculated the dock and missed the vassal who was supposed to deliver grain, but in the end, it all ended up being little more than a mere incident.

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

“I remember that last winter, and the winter before that, you sent me three thousand elite soldiers.”

Originally, a vassal had only two obligations to his lord.

10% tax per year and 40 days of unpaid military service.

However, the North was invaded by foreign entities and demons without warning.

“Thank you, Your Majesty. I will train the heavy cavalry and wolf cavalry and go up again this fall.”

It was taken for granted that all of Severic's vassals would serve in the army throughout the winter.

Of course, it's not just because of the environment, but also because Severic always takes the lead and fights on the front lines.

… … There was one thing I just found out.

More than half of the fleet, numbering several hundred ships, were headed towards the vassals in the rear.

What this means is that Severic is indebted to the royal family in order to receive grain to distribute to his vassals.

“Severic. It doesn’t seem like a simple contractual relationship.”

“Valen. The North is a dangerous place. You and I will be divided like a sword, and if we try to survive without harm, we will die together.”

If we come together, we can live or die.

But if we scatter, we will definitely die.

It may be natural that his eyes are as worn-out as they are strong, and as worn-out as they are strong.

It was the 15th day.

As I was chatting with Lord Tentia and Rudy at the front sign, a huge building began to appear before my eyes.

It was a fortress built by piling up huge stones between two valleys that were hundreds of meters apart.

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

“The Soletaraon Wall would look small if placed next to this wall.”

“Even this side is the back of the fortress. Then how much is the front… … .”

There were high banks on both sides of the river, and merchants used the roads along them to enter and exit the fortress.

The guards in front of the fortress wore good armor made of leather with iron plates, and their weapons were shiny and shiny.

I could read the guard's mind.

“Severic. Are you using sword users as guards?”

“When the enemy comes, we have to be able to hold out until the knights arrive.”

Severic smiled happily at my surprised expression and answered.

“Let’s stop here for a moment.”

When he gave instructions to Lucena, Lucena gave instructions to the captain, and the captain gave instructions to the captains.

Hundreds of flags were raised and hundreds of boats stopped in the middle of the river.

The river leading into the fortress was defended similarly to the canals of the capital city, Soletaraon.

They dug arched holes in the walls to allow ships to enter and exit, and lowered heavy iron latticework that extended all the way to the riverbed.

"majesty."

Severic nodded at Lucena's words.

Lucena disembarked from the ship and headed inside the fortress, returning shortly afterwards with dozens of knights.

Sir Tentia looked at them with shining red eyes.

There were thirty knights wearing thick silver-grey plate armour and sleek helmets, fifteen magicians wearing bronze-trimmed leather armour and carrying jeweled staffs, and fifty heavily armed infantry wearing iron plates over their chainmail.

In addition, there were thirty more knights in white armor, and under their escort was one Hong Bishop, four heretic inquisitors, and eight warrior priests.

The last group to come out were ones even I didn't expect.

Despite the early spring weather, there were tall men and women wearing only thin cloth.

They were strangely large in build, had piercing eyes, and did not wear iron weapons or leather clothing.

"Tentia Kyung said with a sigh.

“Your Majesty, Valen. They are followers of Amon.”

If they were to appear here, it would mean that all 50 of them were high-ranking werewolf warriors.

It felt strange to see Bishop Hong of the Gwangmyeong Shingyo and the warriors of the Amon Shingyo moving together.

Not only Lord Tentia, but even Rudy looked very shocked.

Severic took a deep breath and said.

“There will be a security check before entering the fortress.”

His voice carried far and wide on the wind.

The captain and crew on the last ship also seemed to have heard the voice.

There were also murmurs of, “What is this? Is it magic?”

“You all will remember that we were attacked by the undead in the middle of the night a while ago.”

Severic paused for a beat, gathered his gaze, and continued speaking.

“That’s no coincidence.”

A roar several times louder spread.

“There is an eroder among us. I had a chance to catch him in the middle, but I deliberately waited until now.”

This was the North, in the palm of his hand.

“To make sure you never run away!”

The right side of the river was a steep cliff, and the docks on the left side were teeming with armed soldiers and knights.

“Have everyone, from the captain to one oarsman to one engine, gather at the signboard for inspection. The priests and magicians will personally inspect them.”

Severic turned back into a wintery man in the face of the danger of the Encroachers.

He too had much and much to lose.

* * *

The search continued until midnight.

The wizards used detection magic, which was first applied to blood magic.

The people gathered around the sign checked to see if there were any people left on the ship, and if there were any innocent people.

The priests purified the ship and the people a second time with their divine powers.

If there was an eroder, it was a strong purification that would make the body burn as it rolled on the floor.

We found a unique reaction that occurs when Amon's followers encounter a third-time eroder who serves another old thing.

The ship, after being verified in this way, waited in front of the lattice bars.

“Can you please let me in slowly?”

“I was planning on having a drink at a bar today.”

The captains and sailors complained and grumbled in a playful tone, but the knights and soldiers of the North responded coolly.

“If you have any complaints, jump down.”

“You must have said it like that… …!”

Srrrrung!

"sorry!"

“We will keep it quiet.”

Erosion was a major issue.

With one cry of mental waves, tens or hundreds of people in the area were eroded, and everyone who heard it came into contact with the old things through nightmares.

If it had been the Black Saint Matheus before his return, he might have tried to bring only grain into the fortress and burn all the sailors.

Valencianus, Tentia, and Rudi had already finished their inspection and were still at the captain's ship.

“When the blood wizard confirmed His Majesty Valen’s lineage, he was horrified.”

“Of course. I am of royal blood. I started with dragons. Then I mixed the five major races: elves, dwarves, mermaids, lizardmen, and ogres. Then I mixed in nagas, basilisks, harpies, medusas, giants, spirits… … I would have accepted anything that was good.”

“It’s amazing that you can still marry a human.”

“That’s the scary thing about humans.”

While they were chatting and giggling, Severic approached.

“Valen. We’re about halfway done now. I think we should be done by tomorrow morning. Go to your cabin and rest.”

“How can a guest rest while the master is working? Don’t worry about it. Besides… … .”

"furthermore?"

“There’s no guarantee that there’s only one eroder. If even one of them gets caught, then from then on, they’ll definitely target me or Severic.”

Valencian continued, his golden eyes shining languidly.

“I think it’s about time I got started.”

He muttered.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

The scream rang out like a lie.

The silence of the night was shattered into pieces.

* * *

The moment the priest unleashed his divine power, his forearms mutated into sharp pincers and he thrust out.

Kaang!

The paladin blocked it with his body, and the divine power poured out as planned.

“Kwaaaaak!”

The eroder howled as if he had been doused with acid.

“Found it!”

“Stab his neck! Stop his psychic waves!”

He immediately tried to send out a psychic wave to turn the sailors in the area into monsters, but the knights skillfully subdued him.

He stabbed him in the neck with a dagger to silence him, cut off his limbs, and stuffed him into a blessed box, locking the lid tightly.

“Move!”

“The eroder has been identified! Wake up!”

The sailors who had already been searched trembled and recited the Lord's Prayer, while those who had not yet been searched looked at each other with pale faces.

Valencian and Severic stood side by side on the railing, their golden and grey eyes shining.

“It’s a start.”

Tentia drew her sword, and Rudy also grabbed his pistol.

Valencian was secretly confident that everything would end neatly.

'It's a dominating system that gives orders to spirits or undead or a stimulating system, and a mutation system that mutates one's own body. It's an advantage to be able to do both, but it means that there are no outstanding advantages.'

This was right in front of the fortress city.

You won't find anything like the undead, and even if you mutate your own body, it won't be of much use to the Sword Master.

'You should have driven away the undead giants and the regular undead when you were loading the grain. You tried to defeat them one by one, but you ended up getting defeated one by one.'

He was an expert on eroders and antiquities.

The abilities that these eroders showed now would never be enough to kill them.

'They're not the ones who don't know that.'

The only thing that bothered me was that things were going too well.

Kugugugugugugu-.

I could see waves breaking between the ships.

The auxiliary ships were shaking, but not enough to capsize.

'Yeah. You should prepare for that much.'

“Your Highness!”

“Be careful!”

The knights of the North surrounded Severic and Valencian.

Severic said, narrowing his eyes.

“Valen. A water spirit. It seems to be of a higher level.”

Valencian asked back in horror.

“How can that be a spirit? Did you misspell the water demon?”

The spirit had the appearance of a giant blue mermaid with jewel-like scales all over its body.

If it weren't for its snake-like double chin, its spiny fins, and its twelve glowing eyes, I might have thought it was a spirit.

“Ahh!”

A human-like jaw about 10 meters long protruded from the spirit's mouth, stabbed one of the sailors, and then spat him out.

The unfortunate sailor was blown hundreds of metres away and landed on another ship's sign, rolling around.

The eroder riding on the water spirit waved both his hands and summoned the spirit.

It would eat people and spit them out, shoot long streams of water, attack by instantly freezing them, and push forward with overwhelming mass.

But this place was full of elite soldiers from the North.

Magicians who had been trained through countless battles were skilled enough to control high-level spirits with just four or five people.

When the wizards used their spells, all the flying water attacks scattered, and the priests unleashed their divine power to directly destroy the spirits' bodies.

The devourer used spirits to swallow up and spit out sailors.

A sailor flew up to the captain's ship.

Valencian then turned his eyes vertically and shouted at Severic.

“Your Majesty, it’s him!”

“!”

The knights of the North made an 'Oops' look.

Even while being beaten, he continued to eat, spit out, and throw the sailor away in order to get his comrades to come closer.

Valencian had already noticed this and announced it.

Boom!

The eroder sailor rolled on the floor.

“Ahhhhh! My arm, I think my arm is broken… … .”

“… … .”

“… … .”

“I think my arm is broken!”

Srrrrung!

As if his pretense of being injured was not enough, the knights of the North were already ready to crush him.

The eroder just raised his head and looked at Valencianus as he fell.

Valencian saw a faint exultation of triumph beneath those eyes trembling with fear and betrayal.

The eroder shouted for the sky to leave.

“Valencianus Nari, what is this? Didn’t you agree to assassinate the Northern Duke Severic with us?!”