How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 225

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Maids and attendants came in from time to time to change the hot water.

Of course, neither Valencian nor Cariosa were ashamed of showing themselves naked or in a similar state to those of lower status.

The flames rose and fell repeatedly, and Valencianus's whole body trembled in tingling pain.

As my heartbeat subsided, I felt countless spurts and the salt water seeping into me.

For a moment, strength filled my body, and delicate muscles split across my childlike pale skin.

Cariosa smiled faintly again at the sight of Valencian's expression of enduring pain.

"it hurts?"

She raised her index finger and ran a long stroke from his lower chest down to his abs.

Valencianus gritted his teeth every time Cariosa's nails touched the small and large scratches on his body, and Cariosa looked into Valencianus' eyes.

“Are you sick?”

The golden eyes were focused solely on her.

Cariosa licked the corner of her mouth again without realizing it.

“Valencianus.”

He is the most noble man in the empire, with indifferent white hair, greedy yellow eyes, broad shoulders, and a strong yet delicate body, his exterior is forged with dragon blood, and his interior is forged with the essence of spirits.

“You suit me.”

That was enough to deserve the seat next to her, the ruler of the East.

“It’s not enough yet. You and me.”

"huh?"

“You should have shown me that first.”

Cariosa called over the maid standing on one side and had her look through the documents Valencian had brought.

“Ha, right. I should have shown you this first. Is that okay?”

And he rubbed his forehead with a sigh.

The document written in fancy handwriting was a letter of appointment.

[Cariosa Summerlin acknowledges Asenortha as the King of the Anchor Isles.]

“You are a duke within the empire and a vassal of Jerilis, but you are an independent monarch in the Anchor Islands. In this situation, I think you should give me this much so that I can keep you.”

“You. You really have a talent for making people speechless.”

“You can’t be the Grand Duke of an empire and be tied down to a duke. If you want me, you have to be at least a king.”

“If it’s the Anchorage Archipelago, it’s the place where pirates are the most prevalent. If I wipe them all out, fortify it, move the civilians here, and reclaim the land, then I can act as king. Don’t even look at the center for about 40 years.”

Valencian smiled faintly.

White teeth appeared and disappeared beneath red lips, and yellow eyes curved like crescent moons.

Her strong neckline still held strength, and her teeth marks were clearly visible on her long collarbone.

He said with his yellow eyes wide open.

“Can’t you even wait that long?”

Cariosa laughed in vain and bit Valencian's finger.

“I will finish it and come back within 20 years.”

Valencian had a strange expression on his face that seemed to say, "If you can, do it," and "I'll wait," while Cariosa stared at his face and then ordered her maid to bring her a towel, some warm fresh water, and a shirt.

“Just bring back the army, and I’ll hold out as long as I can. For now, many of the army will have to return to control the vassals, but when the second foreign object comes out of the Demon Realm, you and the knights will be able to help.”

“Thank you.”

“Go wash up and go. I’ll give you some clothes. Are you hot?”

“Knowing that, you made me like this… …!”

“I can’t even get up, so go wash up and go. If you need hair oil, here’s mine. I’ll send you clothes later.”

Valencian looked back three times: when he left his tent, when he passed the middle fence, and when he left the camp fence.

Cariosa then debated whether or not to order his knights to bring Valencian back.

* * *

Good news travels fast, and bad news travels even faster.

The news that the capital of the great empire of Soletaras had been devastated by aliens was quickly spread to the powerful people of the entire continent through the Sejaks.

An empire that occupied the northern part of the vast Southern Continent and amassed wealth by developing the dark zone of the south across the great desert.

Sultan Baphomer of the Emirate of Amir chose his words as he tilted his goblet.

'Even though the current emperor of Soletaras is said to be a being that transcends humanity, national power is not controlled by one emperor. If the capital were to be in that state, it would take at least four years to normalize, and twice that to revive the economy. In the meantime, the great lords would begin to fend for themselves, and the empire would become a de facto union of kingdoms rather than an empire.'

thus.

“Those who have blocked us for so long will fall.”

“Sultan. If you say-”.

“Cesar. I can finally root out that damn old man.”

“I will incite the nomads to weaken the power of House Sicarius and the houses of the southwestern Soletaras Empire.”

The Sultan nodded and ordered that the offerings for that day be brought in.

“Please save me!”

“Gyaaaah!”

“No! No!”

He took off his ornate clothes and drew out his dagger for burnt offerings.

“Who will be the first to be held in His arms?”

While the Sultan of the South prepared to sacrifice human beings, the Great King of the East prepared to commit piracy.

“Yeah. So you’re saying that the Great White Shark left the East and went up onto land?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. There was also talk that he was seriously injured in the demonic incident at the Imperial Capital.”

“Even if it’s not true, I’ll be stuck there for a while.”

“We must send soldiers and citizens to the three archipelagos as soon as possible to settle them.”

“Yes. We can no longer allow Soletaras to advance further. The young emperor of today will also be wary of Cariosa and hinder his expansion. This is an opportunity given to us by heaven.”

"then-".

“Call all the pirate leaders. I will grant you permission to go private.”

While the Great King of the East prepared to go on a piracy spree, the President of the West ground his teeth.

His homeland, the Republic of Langsowa, had already been invaded dozens of times by the greedy lords of the Empire.

“This time, we must spread the spirit of freedom and equality to them.”

“The Imperial Nobles are in fact not human but a race of aliens. The oppression of the aliens by the people there is not over.”

“Let us make known the spirit of our humanity, which is free, just and equal.”

The Republic of Langsowa was a purely human country with no mixed-race nobles.

It was the result of thorough suppression of the other races since their downfall a thousand years ago.

'If a magic mirror opens in the imperial capital and the demigod emperor disappears, and has not returned for four months already.'

Popular support was high, and the president had a responsibility to live up to those expectations.

The President decided to pursue both personal revenge and his duties as a politician.

“Prepare for war.”

As the President of Langso began to prepare for war, the Sword King of the Kingdom of Doroisen prepared to start a war.

“Son, you go.”

Doroisen was a country in the western part of the empire, like Langsoir, and faced Instromentum with a small country in the middle.

It was a country where you never knew when Marcus's machine knights would cross the border.

Fortunately, all the knights and lords were united under the Sword Master King who had lived for 260 years, but recently, while subduing the Demon Realm, the King was seriously injured and the country was in chaos.

“I heard about Marcus’s downfall.”

“I heard it too.”

“I heard a meteor fell recently. I’m sending troops under the pretext of border investigation. You lead it.”

And the original way to stop the internal chaos was to turn it outward.

“I will serve the headquarters.”

“We have been slowly eating away at our national debt.”

“It was a time of shame.”

“Now is the time to pay back.”

As Crown Prince Doroisen was leaving the palace, the merchant nobles of the Jahan Alliance gathered together and celebrated.

“For!”

It was a world where money was dragged along by force.

No matter how much money a merchant had made, if a knight came to him and asked for a loan, he had to lend as much as he asked. It was up to the knight to decide when, how much, and how to repay the money, and if the knight did not repay, there was nothing he could do.

“Starting with the fall of the capital, exchanges between territories will decrease.”

“That’s when you dig into the empire.”

“That huge market will all be in our arms.”

South, East, West.

Sultan, great king, sword king, president, merchant nobleman.

The world's powerful men rushed to the empire's corpse.

But what they didn't know was that the Empire's scoundrel had no intention of dying quietly.

* * *

“I will definitely slaughter all these beasts!”

Rudy watched as Valencianus tore up the border survey notice from the Kingdom of Doroisen, threw it into the brazier, and kicked away the Doroisen messenger who had delivered the notice.

He exhaled heavily, and Rudy stepped closer and grabbed his hand tightly.

For a moment, the inside of the white glove felt weak, but soon the firm feeling returned, and Rudy tried to hide his bitter smile as he asked.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh, thank you. It’s okay.”

Valencian literally worked like a superman.

A huge tent city was built in an instant to accommodate hundreds of thousands of the capital's citizens.

'I led an army of 300,000 before returning. You can think of it as a military camp.'

He brought in grain by distributing promissory notes to merchants in each region.

'Don't be afraid of getting into debt. If I borrow this much, I'll be the winner.'

He controlled all kinds of armed groups, including the Four Knights, the Academy Student Council, the Cadet Gang, the Central Knights, Marcus and the Machine Knights, and Freuheit's Heavenly Knights, and maintained order in both the dark and light.

All good things, like distribution and the identification of thieves, were done in the name of the church or Jaylilith, and all oppression and conscription were done in my name.

'If I try to protect myself, everyone will come after me. I have to make sure that the church and Jaylilith protect me.'

“Valencian! If we continue like this, we will go bankrupt!”

“Valencianus. The sheep supply to Wyvernpit has been cut off. I have some lamb that I have set aside for the patients. Would you mind if I conscripted it?”

“Your Majesty. Sir Lesena has submitted her thirteenth request for withdrawal.”

“Your Majesty. The nomads in the south have begun to act violently out of season.”

Rudy felt like his head was going to burst just listening to those words from the side.

But she did not dare to sympathize with her lord.

His cheeks were pale, his eyes were deep-set, and his gaze was dirty, but Valencian's golden eyes still burned like flames.

“Sister. How ready are you?”

“The blueprints are out. The day after tomorrow, no. If we stay up all night, we can tear it off by tomorrow morning.”

He did not handle the tasks given to him by inertia.

“Hardritan. First, bring in a loan from the Jahan Alliance. Later, His Majesty will nullify all debts owed in my name.”

“Commander Cheong. For now, take half of the lamb and send the wyverns to the wyvern pits of other territories for the time being.”

“Give this document to Lord Rushena. It’s a 40% stake in the largest floating port in the northeast of the Empire.”

“I have already given permission to Marquis Cesar to build the castle. There must be princely states behind it, so send assassins. I will show those who dare to invade the empire a bitter, salty, and spicy taste that will make your tongue burst.”

He was devoted to the empire she would rule, as he was to Jerilis.

"majesty.

“Rudy. Seriously, I’m okay.”

Valencian repeated the words like the Lord's Prayer.

If only Jaylilith could come back.

“Rather, there are some things that have gotten better since I bought this.”

"yes?!"

“All the great lords have become concerned about the encroachers and the encroaching churches, the heretical religions and suspicious wizards, and the illegitimate children of the royal bloodline.”

"ah."

“The hardest part of fighting together is making the enemy realize that they are truly dangerous, and that has been very successful. Now, if only His Majesty could return, the empire would be united as one.”

Rudy swallowed without realizing it and asked.

“What about the other kings who are moving now?”

Valencian muttered languidly.

“They were all going to get torn apart someday. There’s no need to complain so much about something that was just a little bit too much.”

His voice was too serious to be a joke, but too light to be sincere.

“Besides, in the end, this incident itself happened because of His Majesty’s absence.”

"yes."

“In other words, what I’m saying is that if His Majesty returns, I don’t know what will happen.”

* * *

The best black magicians and magic researchers of the Ivory Tower, the best workshop owners of the Imperial Magic Workshop, and the highest-ranking clergy of the church gathered under the magic tower.

“It’s finally today.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“We’ll have to wait and see if this is the end or the beginning.”

I looked at them, trying to suppress my boiling anticipation.

In the past three months, they have accomplished feats that would normally have taken 300 years to accomplish.

In the first place, in a situation where research on space and dimensions was hardly conducted, it was not easy to forcibly open the door that had been closed by the old side.

“What are you looking at like that?”

The research was led by Sereraji.

Since the royal family had to lead this research, she had to walk an unwilling tightrope between the thorn in her side, the church, and her eternal home, the ivory tower.

“Thank you.”

She lifted her gaunt face, which was even more haggard than mine, and smiled faintly.

When I saw that the cane he usually carried around for show was actually supporting his body, I felt infinitely sorry and grateful.

“When I see you say that, I can tell that the capital has really been turned upside down.”

Sereraji smiled faintly and took a step forward, holding a large silver plate with a diamond-studded spell circuit.

It was a circuit that contained the space magic that had been created over the past few months.

The genius wizard raised his head against the backdrop of a collapsed dock, overflowing canals, and ruined buildings.

Me, Matheos, Sir Tentia, Rudy, Gestarte, we all swallowed and tensed.

Sereraji lightly struck his staff on the floor.

Sparks flew, and at that moment, a large mass of turquoise light swirled across the sky.

Gurrrrrr!

There was a thunderous sound, and golden waves burst out.

A ripple appeared in the sky, and the energy of the blue-green magic mirror dispersed and disappeared.

"oh my god."

“Oh.”

Crunch, crunch!

A golden aura pierced through the entrance to the demon realm like a blade.

It was as if a golden sword was breaking through the magic realm.

I looked at Sereraji with a bright smile.

The genius magician who could control electricity, the earth, and even space had a puzzled expression on his face.

Two eyes of different colors turned in different directions.

what?

I approached her urgently and whispered.

“Sister. What’s wrong?”

Sereraji's lips trembled.

“I haven’t done anything yet.”

"what?!"

No, then who is doing what?

The question arose and subsided quickly.

As far as I know, there is only one person in the world who could tear down a magic mirror like that.

bang!

There was a loud noise, and golden energy spread out like waves, drawing circles across the sky.

The turquoise was completely consumed and eventually torn away, and the capital city sky returned to a clear blue color.

From that sky, my twin slowly descended.

Her white hair, bathed in the sunlight, shone like a jewel, her golden eyes were as dazzling as if they had stolen the sun, and her red lips had a languid smile.

He was my emperor, recognizable anytime, anywhere.

"your majesty!"

I ran to her, shouting loud enough for everyone to hear.

While also making a subtle calculation to show that I have no lingering attachment to the power I have enjoyed over the past few months.

“Valencian!”

Jaylilith came down to my arms, and I instinctively spread my arms.

The fact that it was disrespectful to hug and lift the emperor and spin him around had already disappeared from my mind.

“I’m sorry. The luggage arrived so late.”

Her hair smelled like sunshine, lemon, and black tea, her body was lighter than I thought, and her body temperature was as warm as a dragon or a cat.

“No, Your Majesty. I am grateful that you have returned in such good health.”

Jaylilith hugged my back tightly and then looked at my face.

Proud, sorry, grateful, worried, satisfied, and a thousand other emotions flashed across her eyes.

“You’ve gotten stronger. You’ve had a hard time again. I won’t surprise you, so tell me honestly. How many years did it take for Jim to come back?”

“Yes, yes?”

“How many years would it have taken someone of your caliber to become this exhausted? Was there a war, by any chance?”

I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them.

There were many times when the space and time inside the Demon Realm were different from here.

I spent a week searching for the nuke, only to find it outside not even 10 minutes after I went in.

in other words.

Jaylilith looked at my complexion and thought that the passage of time was at least years.

Jaylilith raised her eyebrows slightly.

“Judging from your reaction, it seems like not much time has passed since I thought. Then it will be a little easier to restore the capital.”

“Recovery… … are you talking about?”

“I’ll show you right now.”