How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 188

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“It’s not coming out.”

“Yeah. I think there’s a problem.”

Dié and Hoses bit their lips.

Tall, handsome cadets in fancy uniforms approached and spoke to the two.

“Young friend. It seems like the interview with you guys is going to be long. Would you like to have a sip of tea and chat for a bit?”

“Sister, which academy are you attending? Oh, excuse me. I misread you. You are not attending the academy but a seminary.”

Deen was confident that he was second to none in identifying the murderous intent behind a smile.

To survive in the slums, you had to know just by hearing their footsteps whether they were going to use you as a pawn or offer you up as a sacrifice.

Dien locks eyes with Hoz.

“I’m sorry, hyungs and sissies. I don’t think a slum kid like me and the academy are a good fit.”

I jumped out the window with her.

“Whoa!”

Although Hoz was physically an ordinary person, Di was a warrior, and after gathering enough strength to make needle-like hairs stand on his back, he landed safely, hugging Hoz.

Dien tried to run straight towards the wall, but a longsword fell like a meteor right in front of his eyes.

Tsukaaaaak!

A few strands of her brown hair were cut off and blown in the wind.

“Ugh!”

If I had been even a little late in pulling out, my head would have been cut off instead of my hair.

“Something similar happened once.”

Dee checked the badge on the other person's lapel and let out a sigh.

A symbol of a sword and a scroll crossing each other.

“Student Council… … .”

The members of the organization Jin created were comprised of only the most talented students from the infamous Street of Learning.

I heard that they mainly support cadets from the common people who are talented but lack money, and they are effectively used as private soldiers.

It is a semi-official organization that has established ties with police chiefs because it has made great contributions such as stopping fights and subduing student gangsters…

“If you surrender obediently, we won’t inflict fatal injuries. We don’t want to kill people either.”

The student council member shrugged and said.

'Oh, God Amon.'

As Diega began to pray inwardly, Hoz stepped forward.

“Oh God of Light, send down fire upon anyone who stands in the way of your daughter!”

Wow!

For a moment, there was a flash of intense white light, and the student council members staggered around, shedding tears.

“Die! Quickly!”

"yes yes!"

Within seconds, magic flew from behind me.

“Catch him!”

“It’s the chairman’s order. Don’t miss it!”

Vines grew from the rocks, attempting to bind their limbs, lightning flashed from the chains, and flames blew in the wind.

'Give warriors the power to fight witchcraft!'

Diana fended off the attack flying towards Hoz with her body.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

“Ugh!”

Amon despised wizards, calling them sorcerers, and gave his followers magic resistance.

Dien was a devout follower of Amon, enough to become an active combat member at the age of 16, and was able to withstand all attacks to the end.

* * *

As soon as Dien climbed over the wall, he fell to one knee and stumbled.

Hoses reached out his hand to Dee in horror.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“It’s okay. Just run away quickly.”

“I will heal you. I got an A+ in healing prayer last semester.”

“No. If I receive your prayers, I might burn.”

"yes?"

“Don’t you know? I’m a pagan.”

Horse's kind eyes shook greatly.

Dee said, enduring the bitterness she had expected.

“Sister. We can’t catch the predators on our own. Our priority is to avoid them.”

"……is it so."

“For now, go to the cathedral, anywhere. You can’t go back to the street of learning right away. I’ll watch over you until you enter the cathedral. It’s been a long… … day. I really wanted to succeed. Haha.”

Hoses nodded with a faint smile.

She supported Dié and walked towards the cathedral.

Dea tried to shake off his touch, but Hoz did not let go of Dea's hand.

“Me too.”

"yes?"

“I wanted to succeed, too. I wanted to show the light god. Just as he saved me, I wanted to help him. I planned to prove my faithfulness by catching the eroders in a cool way. I never dreamed that I would end up being chased by the Academy student members.”

'Is it natural to feel an endless sense of indebtedness to someone who changed your life?'

Deen tried to suppress the question that was rising to his throat.

No matter how I thought about it, it was blasphemy.

Fortunately, the student council stopped chasing them once they moved away from their learning distance.

The two finally reached a dark side door next to the cathedral, and Hoss held up his index finger in front of Dier's lips.

“Wait here.”

"yes?"

“The Light… … hates pagans, but teaches us to repay kindness. If Dié hadn’t been the one who cast the spell on my behalf, I would have been captured. Just wait a moment. I will go and meet the knights or priests and ask for permission.”

Diana tried to refuse.

He was confident that he could return to the old slums alone.

But the thought that he might step on his tail and cause trouble to Cornell held the boy's leg.

“Thank you, Horse.”

Dee waited for a little over 20 minutes.

Beyond the fence, in the distance on the wide lawn, a horse could be seen running out of a red brick building.

Her face was pale with despair, and a paladin followed her.

Di read Hoz's lips.

'Run away. Are you in the same group? … ?'

“That’s ridiculous. The Archduke Valencian is here… … .”

I couldn't believe it.

Valencian was a great villain who kidnapped saints twice and interfered in factional strife within the church, effectively putting to death the revered Bishop Pauline of Hongi.

'I knew he was excommunicated… … I can't forgive him. He's the guy who tried to burn Lord Cornell to death. … … I was planning on hitting him hard someday.'

The boy moved for two reasons.

The first thing to do is to reveal that the attacker was an eroder, and then pay the penalty for the delivery schedule by claiming the eroder's insurance money.

The second was to show a bitter taste to the 'bad rascal Valencianus' who had tried to burn Cornell to death and prevent the slums from being revived.

Dee just turned around and ran.

Amon's blessing enveloped his body, and the boy ran through the sunset street at a speed that was unbelievable for a boy.

* * *

“I said I would be out for a few days.”

Dee smiled bitterly and touched the streetlight pole she had passed by in the morning.

The sound of the night watchmen's whistles could be heard faintly in the distance.

The old slum area, or rather the central area of the old slum, was not patrolled by night watchmen.

It was thanks to these streetlights.

This was a magic streetlight that was developed by His Majesty the Emperor himself.

It's said to work by collecting sunlight received during the day and emitting it at night. I don't know the details, but it was bright and nice.

'Why does Your Majesty allow a brother like Valencian to run wild?'

I've also heard of the notoriety of Jaylilith.

He was born by killing his mother, and he killed his father to ascend to the throne.

A murderer of family who goes against the laws of nature.

But that was all a story from a world far removed from him.

The Jaylilith he knew was the Emperor who had allowed the slums to be redeveloped, sent magic streetlights, given Senator Connell a badge, and passed Senator Connell's laws.

Of course, the fear was greater, but it was a fear also connected to respect.

Valencian, on the other hand, was different.

He was truly evil, a great demon who intertwined himself with Dié's daily life.

It was something that had never been said before, but Dee had seen him before.

He was accompanied by a platinum knight in white armor, and he laughed as if he was enjoying himself while slaughtering and burning countless poor people.

The rumors coming from the red-light district, which was almost adjacent to the slums, were even more terrifying.

'Capturing pretty boys and girls and torturing them with fire… … .'

It wasn't a rumor that could be easily believed.

But Dieu was a boy who saw Valencian laughing as he burned people to death.

I had no choice but to believe it.

Dee entered the six-story stone building in front of the central square with a feeble gait.

I went up to the second floor, wrote my return time on the leave application form, and reported it to my senior combat team members.

“Die. I’m back.”

“Oh. Right. You came early. That’s good. Mr. Cornell wants you to come up to the sixth floor as soon as you get here.”

"yes?"

“Come up quickly.”

Dee climbed the stairs, embarrassed but secretly happy.

When I went up to the 6th floor and was in the same space as Cornell… … I felt like I was a special person at Cornell.

“Mr. Cornell?”

* * *

The sixth floor was covered in a gentle darkness.

It was my first time coming up to Dido at night, but it seemed like there were fewer candles lit than during the day.

Cornell sat on a plush sofa on one side of the spacious living room.

Her brown bob and cane were visible.

Dee knew she rarely sat on that sofa.

'They only use that when fellow members of the National Assembly come… '

“Are you here? Sit next to me.”

"yes yes."

There was a note of reproach in her voice.

Deen carefully placed his buttocks against Cornell, keeping some distance from him.

“Cornell… sir?”

“Just sit there.”

A young man walked out of the darkness across the street and sat down on the sofa.

The moment Diana saw his face, her breath stopped.

“Yeah. You’re Diego.”

He had platinum hair that flowed cheerfully, yellow eyes that shook dangerously, sallow cheeks, a handsome nose and red lips… … At first glance, he was a handsome man who seemed almost inhuman.

But he wasn't perfect either.

Her skin was shiny, but her lips were cracked and bleeding, and despite her powerful and massive presence… … she looked extremely tired.

The greatest scoundrel in the capital, Archduke Valencian, sat in front of Dieu.

Diana opened her mouth without knowing what to say, and Valencian let out a deep sigh.

“I don’t like saying this in front of a commoner kid, but I’ll say it anyway, just to see your face, Cornell.”

Cornell stood up without even using his prosthetic leg and kept bowing his head, and Valencian frowned and motioned for him to sit down.

“I haven’t slept a wink since that crazy kid started setting fire to the ground ten days ago. Even though he’s specialized in stealth and concealment, I didn’t know there was an eroder that could use invisibility, etherealization, and blink at the same time.”

I could tell that he wasn't waiting for an answer.

“In Sereraji, my sister and the magic workshop owners stayed up all night to create a magic tool to track down the invaders and distributed it to the police chiefs.”

Valencian bit his lip.

The blood was dripping down drop by drop.

“He controlled the information in the newspapers, in the parliament and on the streets so that we thought he was an invader.”

He trembled as if the mere thought of it made his head spin.

“I was in the process of finding out the activation time and number of times the invisibility effect would occur, and then subtracting the daily number of uses, and then deploying the guards, police chiefs, red-light district thugs, and even the academy student council to surround the area to catch him for sure. I was planning to attack him sequentially until his strength was exhausted, and then blow his head off before he could use his mental wave to the end.”

“!”

Valencian glared at Dié with blazing eyes.

“Now we don’t know how long it will take to catch him again. Since that seminarian kid kept screaming that he’s an encroacher, he must know that we definitely think of him as an encroacher. Do you understand what I mean?”

Dee trembled at this.

Valencianus spoke in a voice full of resentment, as if chewing and spitting.

“You guys ruined everything.”

It wasn't loud or cold, but it was a voice that sent shivers down my spine.

“He will use the mental waves that he has been saving as a last resort. Then, who knows what will really happen. Hundreds of eroders could crawl out of this capital, Soletaraon. Then, His Majesty will have to step in personally, or the Knights of the Blue will have to bomb the capital of the empire.”

Dee felt the strength leave her body.

I felt like my mind had gone blank.

Even so, he instinctively knew why Cornell was here with him.

It was his job to take responsibility for his subordinates.

Diana stuttered as if she had forgotten how to speak.

“No, Mr. Cornell… … no… … I… … .”

If I die, I'll die. I can't let Cornell get hurt.

Valencian cut Dié off.

“Shut your mouth. Do you think your neck is worth that much? If I could turn back time by beheading you and your comrades, I would have already beheaded them all.”

Cornell rose again and bowed his head, and Valencian scowled nervously.

“Cornell. Sit down. You don’t have to show off that you don’t have legs, and it’s already gross to have to be yelling at an orphan girl. Keep the kids under control for a while. If you can’t leave them alone, make them spend the whole day training or cleaning. I just came back to stop Captain Barbatos and the Chief of Police from arresting these five and their relatives and sending them to Wyvernpit.”

'Dry? Valencianus? And somehow the two of you seem a bit close… … .'

Countless questions arose in Dié's heart.

Valencian stood up, not showing any intention of letting it go.

Cornell stood up and bowed his head against his back, and Valencian sighed deeply and left, accompanied by the red-cloaked knight who might have been there.

Diana couldn't bear to look at Cornell's face.

He immediately fell to his knees on the floor.

Now I realize how much damage my own ego almost caused to this street.

"sorry."

“Die.”

"sorry."

After a moment of silence, Cornell held out his hand.

“Get up. Let us go and pray to Amon. Ask him to give us the strength to face all the troubles.