How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 213

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After a long time, a sweet sleep has come to me.

It was a comfortable sleep, as if I was floating in water.

I couldn't remember how long it had been since I'd slept this comfortably.

I did what I had to do, protected who I had to protect, and got what I had to get.

The northern Severic, the eastern Cariosa, the western Freyat and Marcus, the central Grace, the southwestern Cesar, and dozens of other great lords of the flying meat.

The lengthy closed-door negotiations are over.

Now they will swear allegiance to Jaylilith, as they did to the former emperor.

Then, Jaylilith becomes the true emperor who holds the entire empire in his hands.

What had taken decades and millions of blood to obtain before the return, was obtained in less than two years.

Of course, a little blood was shed in the process.

The former Gremorius and the former Freuheit died by my hand.

Although they were limited to the utmost extent to gangsters and those in the process of erosion, they beheaded and burned thousands in the slums, committed all sorts of heinous acts in the streets of learning, and controlled the underworld of the capital through the red-light district's red-light masks and the old slums' cornels.

But that wasn't Jaylilith, that was me.

Her notoriety stems entirely from her bloody coronation day, and little additional notoriety has been gained since.

The Great Purge of the Imperial Family is also known to have been something she and I did together, and even that is increasingly being seen as something I led.

As a result, I received so much resentment that my position was in danger, but thanks to that, I gained the trust of the world's most powerful force, money, and power, and my existence was accepted with more position, power, and title.

I think this isn't a bad report card.

Of course someone will ask me.

-How can you measure the weight of life?

-Thousands died. Is this not a bad outcome?

It may not be someone else, but my conscience that has not yet completely disappeared.

I will admit it.

I think there might have been a better way.

But I now laugh at that question.

“Of course I can measure it. That’s my job.”

Advancing units with fewer casualties to inflict greater damage on the enemy, and abandoning territories with fewer people to save more people.

You always get paid for the dirtiest, deadliest, most painful moments of your job.

Unfortunately, there is no evil demon king living in this world who can bring peace just by killing bears.

Sometimes he creates demon kings, and sometimes he sponsors warriors.

We must rule this dangerous and beautiful world.

“Jay release.”

I mutter the name under my breath.

My twin who entered the basement of the Imperial Magic Workshop that summer day in my stead, from which no one returned, and returned alone a few years later to rise as the new star of the First Prince Sect, sometimes being wary and sometimes being welcomed, and eventually rising to the top on his own.

I won't make you a tyrant in this life.

I like your laughter more than the cheers of the people.

Your smile, the power you give, the world you create.

I want to be with you forever.

While I was thinking like that and was intoxicated by a dream within a dream.

“!”

Woooooo-!

A sharp pain came, as if a knife was digging into my spine.

I raised my head with a start.

"what?"

In front of me was Jaylilith, lying asleep on the table, and the alcohol I had been drinking yesterday hung on my fingertips.

“It looks like it’s outside.”

"majesty."

Sereraji and Tentia, who had been sleeping on the sofa and table respectively, also raised their heads.

As I watched Tentia Sir sweep her red hair back, I suddenly thought.

Can you see the hair color at this time?

Even the candles and chandelier were all blown out?

“!”

I looked out the window anxiously.

The light streaming through the wide glass window now, that pale blue-green, was by no means moonlight.

“fu*k the world.”

I just started swearing.

In the cloudy night sky, a huge turquoise halo floated and gathered.

“This isn’t it! The fu*k! This isn’t it!”

It appeared to be hundreds of meters in diameter.

I could tell instinctively without even having to check.

“How did I get here! I did everything I could!”

That was a devil's mirror.

“F*ck! F*ck! Where is this kind of nonsense!”

It was also one of the most powerful magic circles I've ever seen in my 40 years of life before my regression.

* * *

The Emperor, two Archduke's, one Count and one Knight stumbled into the garden of the villa.

“This is crazy.”

"world."

“Valentine. I measured it once and you know. It looks like it’s about to overflow.”

“Your Majesty, I will bring the armor. It does not seem like a situation where I need to worry about my health.”

“Valentine, are you okay?”

“Uh huh.”

They were powerful and superhuman, but they were not used to the turquoise hole in the night sky.

The imperial palace was located on high ground north of the capital, and the annex was located quite high up within the palace grounds.

Thus, they could see at a glance the streets of the bright capital city of Soletaraon even at night, and the huge hole that dyed the sky with pale light.

Crackle! Crackle!

There was a sound of cloth tearing.

“What the world… … .”

Valencian knew that it was the sound of some massive entity passing through the core.

The sky jellyfish that had been seen in the past at Jaylilith and the Dragon's Den were clearly small compared to the beings that were coming over now.

Woof!

A 500m diameter blob of blue light shook violently.

“Woooooo… … .”

Inside, something huge and foreign was poking its maw out.

Valencian watched its descent as if he were watching an unreal circus.

"whale?"

Its back was a sleek black and its belly was a soft gray.

On the belly there was a deep vertical wrinkle extending from under the chin to the tail.

Its body was oval-shaped, and it had four fin-like feet on each side.

Choaaaak!

It descended from the sky and landed right in the middle of the imperial capital.

It was as if the whale of the sea had been given four pairs of legs and its size increased hundreds of times.

The canals in the heart of the capital didn't even get his feet wet.

Even a slight bump would cause the stone building to collapse and crumble.

“You. How huge does that thing look?”

Valencianus remembered that the height of each floor of the building was 3.3 meters, and he estimated the length of the thing by looking at the six-story stone building that was barely standing upright next to the object.

“The height from the tip of the feet to the back is approximately 250m. The distance from the tip of the snout to the tip of the tail is estimated to be about 1km.”

It was a number that didn't feel realistic even when talking about it.

The huge stone buildings and fancy hotels all looked like toys made of tin.

Valencian recalled in his blank mind the escape plan he had made in the past.

'First, take His Majesty to the nearby fortress, have the Black Iron Knights escort the magicians of the Imperial Magic Workshop, and have the Blue Knights lure the bastard out of the city… . '

It was around the time when he began to think about where in the population distribution of the capital city the bastard should trample through to minimize casualties.

That worry didn't last long.

This was because the identical mouths were sticking their snouts out of the blue-green halo.

'Crazy. Another one like that comes out?'

He significantly reduced the population he thought would survive in the capital.

'It's all over.'

I was about to advise Jaylilith to go to the outskirts fortress right away.

The sound of the black corpse dragon's wings flapping echoed in his ears.

"your majesty."

“Yes, my dear. I can’t bear to look at you.”

But the emperor gnashed his teeth like a beast whose territory had been invaded.

“How dare those bastards invade my territory!”

A golden aura rose up and enveloped her body.

“Just wait a moment, Your Highness. I will close that magic mirror in one breath.”

Jaylilith took a big step forward.

The emperor, with his white hair fluttering in the night wind and reciting the spell of destruction, looked like the incarnation of the god of war.

"your majesty!"

But Valencian recalled a moment from decades ago, in the yellow eyes of his twin sister, and on her back.

'Come save me.'

A terrible hallucination rang in his ears.

He thought, strangely enough, that the proud emperor seemed to be shaking his back.

“First, analyze the bastard’s true nature with the court magicians, and then give orders to the Silver Knights-”.

He forgot all about being rude and rude and grabbed Jaylilith's sleeve.

I couldn't send him twice to a place where he might not return.

Even after dying and coming back to life, I couldn't repeat the same thing.

But the emperor dismissed his remonstrance with a loud voice.

“My dear, don’t talk nonsense. If such a monster had appeared before, how could it not have been recorded? And I have never seen a single record of such a thing.”

Valencian turned his gaze to Sereragie.

“Sister! What did you say-”.

The magician of Geumneungyodong held his breath at the desperate gaze he had seen for the first time from his half-brother, but in the end he could only shake his head.

“It’s unprecedented.”

Jaylilith calmly released Valencian's fingers from her sleeve.

Valencian cried out with the desperation of a regressor, like the howling of a wounded beast.

“Your Majesty, don’t leave me behind. Don’t make me wait twice!”

Jaylilith smiled, as always, languidly and indifferently.

“Yeah. I wanted to do that too.”

The next moment, the emperor's body flew into the night sky.

The emperor's appearance, radiating golden aura and the breath of dragon's words, resembled a streak of shooting stars.

“Jay release!”

As the voice of the collapsing Valencian echoed, a ray of light shot out from the Emperor's grasp towards the foreign object in the magic realm.

It was the highest level spell in the art of destruction, the Spear of Wrath.

puck!

The foreign object that had just been hit with a straight line shrank back its head, and Jaylilith accelerated several times faster.

bang-!

The Emperor, who had penetrated the second foreign body, disappeared into the demonic realm, and the second foreign body was also dragged back into the demonic realm.

Valencian looked up at the pale, glowing magic mirror and gritted his teeth.

'I tried to protect you this time.'

A terrible sense of inferiority once again weighed on the shoulders of the young prince.

But the world didn't give him time to be frustrated.

In the heart of the capital, there was still one foreign object remaining.

“… … !”

“… … ! … … !”

“… … , … … … … !”

With its size, it buries the last of countless lives.

Wah, wah!

Just moving can cause a building to collapse.

* * *

The foreign object that fell from the Demon Realm was bewildered by the unfamiliar atmosphere of the unfamiliar world, was perplexed by the fact that the scent of the coveted soul had faded, and ultimately came to the conclusion that he had to find more companions.

thud-!

The foreign object raised its head, digging its eight legs into the ground.

Woozijijik!

That alone sent shockwaves that toppled buildings in the area.

The foreign object that raised its head in the darkness looked like a huge mountain, like a tidal wave of doom that was about to cover the world.

The foreign body's stomach and chest swelled, its huge mouth as wide as a smokescreen opened wide, and a blue-green energy ran through the blood vessels of its entire body and gathered towards the mouth.

And when that energy reached its peak.

Woooooooooooooooooo… … !

A mental wave erupted that shook the entire capital.

8,000 people were hit by an extremely powerful aura and died instantly, then rose again as erosive undead, and 15,000 people began to erode while still alive.

“Gyaaaah!”

“Mom, Mom! Don’t ask!”

“Run away!”

“It’s the end of the world! Repent!”

“Kuaaaaaaah! Euaaaah!”

Thick tentacles sprouted from its head, its arms became wrapped around its shell and transformed into pincer arms, its body swelled up like a frog, its entire body became covered in fur and thorns, and its veins and tendons melted away to become one with the person next to it.

In a six-story building in the heart of an old slum, Cornell, a first-term congressman who was orphaned and disabled and came from the slums, recited Amon's Prayer to calm his subordinates who had spontaneously turned into werewolves.

“Mr. Cornell.”

“What on earth is going on?”

“I didn’t even mutate.”

“Everyone, calm down. Amon has added strength to the energy of another old thing that is too strong.”

"ah……!"

“First, let’s start by evacuating the residents. We’ll go out the west gate.”

Cornell gave her instructions with the same calm demeanor that she had experienced her world being turned upside down many times.

I feel like I want to collapse at any moment.

* * *

Valencian gave orders to his herald with a look of bereavement on his face.

“Hand-to-hand combat is no answer. Keep the Blue Knights on standby. I permit bombing using high-level magic tools. Any collateral damage… I will take responsibility.”

In the most desperate voice in the world.

“And call Marcus. Tell him to launch the Nibelungen.”