How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 272

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“Archduke Valencian. What is going on here?”

Eric looked as if he had been hit in the back of the head as he looked at the mess of the barracks and the dying soldiers.

“Are you sure you were trying to kill all of our soldiers?”

Blue eyes trembled in shock.

“T, if it’s going to be like this-.”

Oh, I don't know what to say about what happened.

“Sir, it’s not what you think, so don’t worry.”

“Don’t worry at all! Is that what you’re saying now? Two thousand of our soldiers are on the brink of death.”

Eric raised his voice, trembling.

I felt a sense of wonder seeing him come out like this, even though I knew he was the magician who created the mushroom cloud.

How beautiful is the sight of someone overcoming fear for a cause?

I just blurted out everything that came to my mouth for him.

“Two thousand. We’ll need almost all of our remaining troops to escort them to the rear. Isn’t that enough to report to the Council of our home country? General Benoa has called in the Encroachers, and we’ve suffered such heavy losses while engaging them that we can’t continue the fight. How about this?”

Eric looked puzzled for a moment.

“Is that true?”

If true, it would have been enough to instantly destroy the morale of the military and the pro-war faction.

They sang war songs, war songs, but it turned out that they were actually unprepared.

The satisfaction of having gained political assets was short-lived, as Eric's handsome face quickly became tinged with sorrow.

“… … General Benoit.”

He led me and we walked a little way away from Langso and the Republic officers.

“Your Majesty. General Benoa was not really an Encroacher, was he?”

I frowned for a moment.

“It’s true that I made a deal with the Encroachers. He also had the magical tools that the Encroachers used when they came out.”

"ah……."

“But if I think about how it handled the relic, how it looked when it was eroded, and how I’ve seen it before… … It must have been clean originally. Of course, limited to the physical aspect.”

Eric sighed so loudly that the ground gave out.

“Thank you for your consideration, Your Highness the Grand Duke of Valencian.”

I smiled lazily and shrugged.

“I was just telling the truth.”

Of course, only the parts that are advantageous to me.

“Besides, the encroachers are also enemies of our empire.”

While fighting the Archbishop 'Together', he used Langso and the Republic soldiers as arrow cannons.

Instead, I almost died too, so I have no complaints, right?

Of course, they died and I almost died, but in times like these, you have to insist that the process is more important than the result.

But unlike me, who was doing these calculations and talking, Eric looked genuinely impressed.

“People fought together, transcending nationality and status boundaries. This will become the basis for talking about cooperation, coexistence, and equality in the National Assembly.”

“… … .”

okay.

I'm the only son of a bitch again.

Of course, if you are a member of the Republic of Langso and a member of the National Assembly, you can say such nonsense without any trouble.

But I knew Eric wasn't that kind of person.

He was a man who could come to me on a notorious day and bow his head proudly to ask for a favor.

I sighed softly and shared what I had figured out.

“I originally came to kill Benoit and help the Retreatist officers take command.”

Eric blinked.

"yes?"

“It’s a common ploy used in the Empire. It involves killing the head of the household and helping someone who would not normally be the head of the household, such as his younger brother or second son, to become the head of the household.”

It wasn't exactly an empire, but a duke I used often.

“If you push them back just a little, this will happen naturally. When the number one person dies, the factions that personally followed the number one person within the organization will waver, and the number two person’s faction will become stronger.”

“Then… why did this incident occur? Wasn’t it originally planned to eliminate only Bnoah and a few of the main guerrillas?”

Eric asked, looking around the scorched earth camp.

All around was ablaze, the soldiers lay in rows, groaning, the holy water vaults had been blown up by some evil fire wizard, and the officers were too exhausted to even use prayers or blessings.

This time I told only the truth.

“The moment I was about to find and kill Benoa, an encroacher emerged from his tent. Benoa called him Archbishop. From there, it was as you might expect. The dead killed the living, the black feather encroached on Benoa, and they fought together for survival before the Empire and the Republic.”

Eric gritted his teeth.

"just."

"just?"

“It’s just a shame. He was originally a great soldier of the Republic.”

I nodded silently.

“Yeah. That’s how it is as I live.”

Eric blinked, as if he was terribly embarrassed by those words.

Trying to hold back laughter.

“As far as I know… … the Archduke is not even twenty years old yet?”

I sighed and screamed inside.

When people have nothing to say, they tend to swear, right?

“Go and quickly recruit the officers of the Hui army!”

* * *

I watched Eric meet with an officer named Daniel, and the conversation progressed in a very friendly atmosphere, then I stole the few remaining holy waters and returned to my people.

“It hurts.”

“Hold on.”

"yes."

If you apply holy water to a wound inflicted by an evil spirit, the affected area will be purified and then healed. Purification here means the same thing as burning.

Cheeeeek!

Rudy finished the treatment with a frown, and Sir Tentia looked at the bottle of holy water with a suspicious look.

“Your Majesty Valen. Is it okay for us to receive this now-.”

“Oh my! If the Grand Duke had given it to me, I would have just closed my eyes and said, “Thank you!” and accepted it.

“No, not now-”.

“The number of Lances and heavy infantrymen that Kyung-i has defeated is in the dozens. Right now, we are standing there awkwardly, but if we meet again, we will be enemies. Don’t think of anything and act quickly. If there is no bleeding, then at least attach it to the head. Since this is after fighting the eroders, we must purify it.”

I took off Sir Tentia's helmet and poured the holy water directly onto her short red hair.

The fighting was so fierce that steam rose from inside the armor even in the middle of winter.

“Your Majesty. That-”

Although Lady Tentia looked as if she was concerned about something, I took a handkerchief out of my bosom and wiped all the moisture off her face and neck.

“Look. Isn’t there soot on it? It’s the energy of the old things that have just been purified. If you wear this, it will gradually erode. You must take action immediately after the fight ends.”

Then Sereraji added a word.

“I hate to admit it, but my little brother is right.”

I looked back at her, grabbing her by the nape of her neck.

“I don’t want to admit anything again! What good will it do if I just say it later?”

“My heart is full.”

“Did you have feelings for the wizard too?”

“Oh my. Are you saying that?”

Sereraji sneered, then changed the subject, pushing her blue hair behind her ear.

“Did the story end well?”

I nodded.

“At least I don’t think they’ll attack us right away.”

She held out to me three lumps of something wrapped in bandages.

“Then let’s pack quickly and go back.”

One was a little longer than my arm and oozed evil energy, one was about the size of a bag, and one looked like a broken spear.

I was just wondering how they managed to wrap all this in bandages.

“What is this?”

Sereraji raised her eyebrows in amusement.

“I told you, the Archbishop lost an arm. Shouldn’t we go and investigate it?”

I almost dropped that arm.

“… … This is so dangerous that I can’t handle it.”

A person with weak mental strength could be eroded just by looking at it, no, just knowing that this arm exists.

“I know, too. Ah. That spear is a sacred object of Yangsan, and that lump is a magic tool.”

“Magic tool?”

Sereraji came closer to me and lowered her voice.

The smell of charcoal and the fresh scent of lemon came at the same time.

“It’s the magical tool of transference that the Archbishop, priests, and knights came across. You took it with you in the bag of magical tools it was in. Of course, it was broken a lot, but even just the pieces are worth studying.”

As soon as I heard that, I asked.

“No. This is what was left over from the explosion?”

The explosion was so great that the fearsome Archbishop fled in a fit of rage, and there was no way any magical tools would have remained.

Sereraji nodded.

“Even that is a subject of research.”

“Okay. Got it. You packed it quickly. Then let’s run away quickly. First, I have to go meet Sister Helena. She’ll be halfway up the mountain, confused about what’s going on.”

I didn't have high expectations.

Magic that manipulates time and space is extremely difficult, and even then, the focus is on understanding the principles rather than utilizing them.

But if we could use that… … .

* * *

I saw Daniel, who had been supported by Langso and the Republic officers, deliver the order to withdraw, and I returned to the camp next to the Nibelungen, dragging Helena, who was rolling on the floor and swearing in despair at the fact that the opportunity to fight had disappeared before my eyes.

There, an unimaginable face awaited us.

“No~ I never dreamed that you would solve both the Demonic Realm and the invasion. I will praise the royal family’s grace day and night~.”

The owner of this carefree voice was Signine, the young head of the Freuheit family.

He had his brown hair tied up in a thick bun, his cool blue eyes like the falcon of the sky, and his wicked smile were hidden by a fancy fan that served as a shield, and he was accompanied by about fifteen knights of the sky and thirty vassal knights as his escort.

“I didn’t know it would come this far.”

“Actually, if we really have to be specific, it happened within my territory, but I thought it was my responsibility to wrap it up. I hurriedly recruited soldiers and sent letters to my vassals to create an army.”

I laughed inside.

“Ugh.”

No, I laughed out loud.

If we were to interpret those words in a nobleman's way, it would be as follows:

First, since the Freuheit territory has been invaded, if the imperial family takes care of everything, their prestige will drop, so they will at least finish it off and get involved.

Second, since I have defeated those who invaded the ambiguous territory between the West and the Southwest, I will use that as an excuse to build a fortress in this blind land and send vassals to expand my territory.

Third, I have created an army, so now get out.

I immediately grasped this direct message, and Signine smiled as if she knew nothing.

“Thank you so much for all your help so far. Here’s a token of my appreciation.”

Signine's soldiers carried endless loads of large crates and sacks.

Charrrr.

The sound of heavy gold coins and shiny silver coins clashing could be heard even before the bag was opened.

Rudy hugged the bag with a bright expression, and I looked at Signine and smiled bitterly.

“Yeah. You were rich, weren’t you?”

Signine, who saw my laughter, was startled and took a step back.

“Tch! Freuheit was originally a marquis. If the previous head of the family hadn’t done such strange things, he would have been richer.”

I guess my expression was a little sinister just now.

I shrugged and turned away.

“Yes. Yes. Sister Helena. Sister, take a couple more. You should buy the kids something delicious.”

Helena was emitting a volcanic energy that was about to erupt.

“I! Not for wealth and fame! I wanted battle!”

At the moment when I was wondering how to appease him, Signine ran towards me like a pine moss.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty. There is a band of bandits roaming around the Instrumentum I have just acquired. Could you possibly help us subdue them? I will provide you with ample supplies and gold.”

Helena's complexion changed from a volcano on the verge of eruption to a volcano in full bloom.

I smiled and called Rudy and Sir Tentia to pack the sack and box.

“Let’s go. The Great Lord has given us gold coins, so let’s accept them gratefully. Let those who want to fight fight, and let’s quickly return home.”

I wanted to spend the new year with Jaylilith.