How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 119

How to live as a tyrant's spoiled brat Episode 119

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The fun giveaway distribution time was over, but I couldn't just go back smiling.

Because the really heavy story hasn't even started yet.

Jaylilith said as she poured the ice cubes into the desk in her office.

“Isn’t this the first time the Encroacher has targeted you so specifically?”

“That’s right.”

It was the same in the days of Mateos, in the days of Jin, and in the days of the monastery.

Up until now, it's always been me who's been looking for them or I've somehow gotten involved with them, but they've never really chased me.

“I think this is a completely different case from any previous conflict.”

Jaylilith tapped the arm of the chair.

“The worship of the old will not spread without missionaries.”

“That’s right.”

You can become exposed simply by hearing the psychic waves echoing from somewhere or reading the texts written by the Encroachers.

If you are a healthy and faithful believer, you may be able to overcome it, but if you have had a particularly difficult day or are weak-hearted, the old things will come in through your dreams, gradually distorting your mind and eventually eating away at your body.

When you become an eroder, you have to keep offering sacrifices whether you like it or not to maintain your body, and in the process, you naturally meet other people of the same species.

That is, it is not a form in which one distinct organization exists, but rather a form in which several point organizations are loosely connected.

Of course, it is difficult to eradicate them, but it is also difficult for them to move in an organized manner.

Ultimately, the only incidents they can cause are those at the level of strong individuals.

That's how it was until now.

“This time it seems different. There were ominous traces in the house of Marquis Freuheit as well.”

“Yes. The Marquis was dreaming of his sister’s resurrection and was interacting with the Encroachers organization.”

“In Alzenberg, they completely corrupted the abbot.”

“What happened to Count Dorcaisis?”

He had a suspicion that he had lured the undead to the heir of the Count Antares family, who was planning to marry his daughter.

Since the abbot chose erosion to save the eroded parts of the Count's son, it was natural to think that the eroders were connected to Count Dorkaisis from the beginning.

“That’s why I go to the cathedral every Sunday to meet with Matteos and hear about the investigation.”

“Could you please tell me the details?”

“This is a report from the Inquisitor who visited the Count’s city. Count Dorkaisis was on a large-scale expedition against 3,000 undead and hundreds of encroachers, and during that time, he was severely attacked by the encroachers. It is said that when the encroachment became too severe, he committed suicide by being purified by a priest.”

“!”

I could easily guess the details.

“You shouldered everything for your daughter and your family.”

“It was a noble death, so we decided to cover it up there. The entire countship was cleaned up very neatly.”

“You are merciful.”

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I would have been very glad if it had ended like that.

The Count's personal safety affects hundreds of thousands of citizens.

If you could lure the Count into becoming a raider, it would be possible to have him sacrifice his entire territory.

I felt that the plot of the invaders was becoming more and more daring and elaborate.

Jaylilith said with a sly grin.

“So, you really never know what the future holds. If you hadn’t risked your life to fight for the Duke of Bokbok, what would have happened to the relationship between Bokbok and the Imperial Family?”

I let out a sigh when I heard that.

It dawned on me again that if Severic hadn't trusted me, the relationship between the Abdomen and the Imperial Family would have been shattered.

Two archduke's were almost toyed with by three mere eroders.

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

“So Jim has no choice but to trust you. I don’t understand, but won’t you deliver results?”

The Emperor deliberately shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly and brought the topic back to its original state.

“These are grand schemes that a small organization could never dream of. It’s now an established fact that they’ve formed a huge organization.”

“We must never allow branches to be established within the capital. We must also be especially wary of the local lords being encroached upon.”

These were the words of Bishop Paul of Hong, who was in conflict with Argos.

The encroachers are spreading through the provinces, and the secular lords cannot be trusted.

“You are right. In order to monitor and interfere in a comprehensive manner, we will eventually have no choice but to turn to the church again.”

Jaylilith frowned as if she had a headache.

I said with a confident smile.

“Please leave it to me. If you just say the word, I will put the saint on my wyvern and fly to wherever you wish.”

Jaylilith smiled faintly.

“Yes. You are a piece of shit. You are trustworthy.”

* * *

I returned to the villa with the bag of genuine goods that had been missing the ice crystals.

I wanted to ask Jaylilith why she chose those potions, but I didn't dare open my mouth.

I don't think I ate anything like that before I returned.

Maybe they are trying to research and mass produce it.

Jaylilith was obsessed with raising the average skill of the knights, and surprisingly, he cared about public welfare.

She still teaches imperial swordsmanship herself to knights, and is installing concentrated streetlights in the capital starting this year.

“Are you back? Wash your hands and rest. I’ll cut some fruit for you.”

Rudy greeted me warmly, his green eyes sparkling.

Before I returned, there was no one to welcome me even when I returned to the palace after completing my mission.

“Your Majesty, Valen? Have you finished your report?”

Tentia Kyung was wiping her wet hair with a towel, as if she had just washed it.

When I told him to get off work, it looks like he was training in the training ground behind the villa.

“You are quite honest.”

She was wearing loose-fitting clothes, unlike her usual attire, and unlike her pleasantly tanned face, her hands were white with blue veins showing through.

That's probably because he takes off his helmet but never takes off his gauntlets.

“Ahem. Actually, today I was waiting for the bag that Your Majesty would bring as much as Your Majesty.”

She confessed the truth, her face blushing as dark as her hair.

“That’s as it should be. It’s very important for the royal family to feed their knights and entourage.”

I invited Rudy, who had just peeled the fruit, to sit next to me and opened my large gift bag.

“I’ll tell you in advance, His Majesty has taken all the magic swords. He said he’ll distribute them to knights who have achieved great things.”

Fortunately, Tentia was not disappointed.

"it's okay."

“Really?”

“It usually varies depending on the style, but in my case, since I often engage in hippopotamus battles and melee battles, it’s important for me to be able to pull out the Mana Blade right when I want it. Since the magic sword has a magic circle engraved on its blade, I have to be a little careful.”

“I didn’t know that. Then how about this? It’s a dwarven silver sword.”

I took out a longsword from my bag.

Sir Tentia made the same expression as me when she saw the gold coin.

“Even the swords of the Imperial Workshop are not inferior to them, but I can’t help but be greedy for this.”

“Is it that good?”

She said, looking at the sword with blazing eyes.

“There would be knights lining up to give up their left hand or even their children if they could obtain a sword like this.”

I was about to hand the sword over to Lord Tentia, but then I paused for a moment.

I got up from the sofa, cleared my throat, and slowly pulled my sword out of its scabbard.

The sound of a sharp clang rang out clearly, and the wide, thick blade showed off its mirror-like surface.

The long leather-wrapped handle and cross guard were made of solid silver iron, and a large ruby was set in the center of the cross guard, matching the Tentia sword well.

It was burning ice, fire and cold.

"majesty."

Sir Tentia knelt down on her left knee in front of me with an expression of ecstasy.

Rudy covered his mouth with both hands and let out a silent gasp.

I laid down my sword and said.

“Sir Tentia. Will you continue to serve me, His Majesty the Emperor, and the Empire?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Will you serve your lord faithfully, protect the light faithfully, and protect the weak justly?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Then from now on, this sword will be yours. Always carry it with you and watch over my back.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

I held the blade carefully and extended the handle towards me.

Tentia Kyung held the handle of 'Hwahan' with an expression completely intoxicated with romance.

From being a platinum knight serving the emperor to being the bodyguard of a mere scoundrel, you may feel a little bit resentful.

I'm just grateful for your continued dedication, so I should repay you in this way.

Rudy was laughing as if he had read a novel and was in the aftermath.

"wow……."

I turned to Rudy with a grin.

“Rudy.”

"yes yes?"

“A lot has happened, and there will be a lot more to come. I’m just grateful that you, who helped me when I was seven, are still by my side.”

“… … Lord Valen.”

“It’s frustrating that we live in a time where we have to give you these things and ask you to do these things, but since we’ve been thrown into this time, we have no choice but to do our best to move forward together.”

“Anything… …just tell me to do it. I’ll follow you no matter where you go.”

“Take this sword and protect yourself, protect yourself.”

I handed Rudy a pair of daggers.

It was a thick, narrow, and pointed dagger.

“That’s a magic sword. It’s a top-grade magic tool, so it barely consumes any mana.”

“How do you write it?”

“Try blowing mana into the handle while holding it.”

As Rudy concentrated for a moment, frost and ice quickly formed along the dagger's blade, and its length grew to more than a span.

It was a living winter, a vibrant winter.

“It can be stretched up to two spans.”

It wasn't originally a very short dagger, so when it was extended by two spans, it was almost as long as a one-handed straight sword.

Rudy smiled brightly, holding a dagger in each hand, and showed off his ability to extend and retract the blades.

“Mr. Valen. It’s so light and nice. I’ll use it well.”

If a brawl breaks out like the one above the captain's sign, Rudy could also get caught up in the melee.

I hope she's armed with a better weapon then.

For now, I have no choice but to give you leather armor, but I will also buy you 'Aqua-Teg' as soon as it is mass-produced.

"okay."

Lord Tentia said, holding up the 'Hwahan'.

“Your Majesty, it seems you have taken one too.”

“Yes. I worked it too hard, so it’s starting to crack at the root. It has a narrower blade than the sword of the lord. It’s a dwarven black iron sword. Its name is Heukru (玄淚), Black Tears.”

She smiled with satisfaction.

“It’s a name that seems like it would make the enemy shed tears of blood.”

And then he told a story that was like a bolt from the blue.

“Now that we’ve acquired a good weapon, it’s time to test it out. How about going to the training ground?”

Rudy and I looked at each other.

Her green eyes fluttered.

It seemed like he was saying absolutely not.

“Sir. How about thinking about it again just once?”

“59.”

* * *

I headed to the Imperial Magic Workshop to find Sereraji.

In the large hall, disciples were walking around, looking like they were going to die, carrying all kinds of reagents, magic books, paper, parchment, and other odds and ends.

Everyone looked like they hadn't been able to get off work for a week.

I heard that because of Sereraji, other workshop owners started to spur research and mass production with a competitive spirit and enthusiasm, and it seems that the direct effects are slowly showing.

I went down to the mezzanine, carrying a heavy basket of freshly baked bread, ham, and cheese in both hands.

Cats were running around in Sereraji's workshop.

Among them, there were ones with three tails, ones with four heads, and ones that shot flames at each foot.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that it wasn't a cat, but slime.

… … What on earth were you researching?

“I’m here! Take the bread!”

The dying students and disciples rushed in and bowed their heads to receive the basket.

From inside, Sereraji's fresh voice could be heard.

“Can you wait a moment? It seems like my ugly little brother is here.”

“But why are you speaking informally to me? I’m much more senior to you.”

“I am a Grand Duke and you are a Count. If you do this, I will be born as a member of the royal family in my next life.”

I heard the sound of footsteps pulling off slippers and she came out.

A graceful wizard with long blue hair, blue and yellow gold and silver rings, and a sadistic smile.

“You’re back. What brings you here, you little rascal.”

I said with a smile.

“I came here to say hello since I haven’t seen you in a while, check up on what research you’re doing, get some more red and blue potions, and go shopping for some nice magic tools on Magic Street.”

“I’ll need ten of you to do all that. But come on. This is a good time. There’s someone you need to stop.”