How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 298

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Late at night, I left the cabin of the Cariosa, drying my hair with a towel.

The training was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, and until then, everyone except for the bare minimum of guard personnel was resting.

'Don't they say it's bad luck to mix bodies before going into battle?'

'It's better than a promise to mix bodies after this fight, Valencian.'

'I almost got into trouble. I almost died.'

'I'll kill you a hundred times.'

The content of the conversation we had before entering came to mind for a moment and then subsided.

It just seems like you really don't know anything about the world.

As I drew up my mana, the uniform came loose from my body like a thread.

Tsk tsk tsk.

With each step, the sleeves, buttons, and hems were completed.

The chest was finally opened and the collar was raised and tidied.

I sensed a familiar presence around the corner.

I called him now without being surprised.

“Lorelai. I told you not to follow me.”

“I’m just worried about Your Majesty, Sister.”

The wizard, who had grown from a boy to a young man, squinted his eyes and retorted.

I fed her just enough honey to make her beautiful, slender face slightly distorted.

“Your face color is becoming the same color as your hair.”

“!”

I asked with a grin.

“Honestly, Lorelai. You came to see me, right?”

The orange-haired wizard took command.

“No, Your Highness.”

“Do you know why nobles become obsessed with men as they grow older?”

“It’s a topic of no interest.”

“At that age, having an illegitimate child would be a headache.”

“That… I didn’t know.”

I smiled inwardly and threw out a verbal bait.

“But Cariosa and I aren’t the type of people who need to worry about an illegitimate child, right?

He bit it hard.

“Why not? Of course you should be worried. In the capital, His Majesty the Emperor is killing all the illegitimate children and members of the imperial family… … .”

I answered with a grin.

“I was the one who carried it out.”

Now the bastard was a completely captured fish.

"yes?"

“So you don’t have to worry about me.”

“No, when did I ever worry about Your Highness? I was only worried about Your Highness, my older sister… … .”

As she spoke, Lorelai's face turned pale, perhaps sensing that what she had just said did not match up.

I spat it out like I was hammering a nail into it.

“Then why did you bring up the story of His Majesty the Emperor of the capital city instead of the story of the bishops of the Asenorta territory?”

He answered in a voice that sounded like he was looking for a mouse hole.

“… … because I fear that His Majesty the Emperor will try to subdue Asenortha, who has stolen the blood of the Imperial Family.”

“You let me pass when the Duke of Cariosa came to the palace to take me away?”

“… … .”

“Jaerilis knows everything. She knows that Cariosa took several members of the royal family with her on the day of the coronation, and that they are still locked up somewhere in the castle. She knows that and is still letting them off easy. After all, if you are a high-ranking noble, you can control the level of corruption.”

Lorelai gritted her teeth.

I said with a slight chuckle.

“Don’t worry too much. I will definitely come back alive.”

He slowly moved his lips.

“It’s Kuit Az, right? The one you absorbed last.”

okay.

I was expecting this information.

I nodded, smiling inwardly.

"okay."

“That’s the biggest problem. Don’t fight without using up all your resonance power. That way, your soul will be less hurt.”

"okay?"

“Because that is the most heterogeneous mutation. Using Az’s power is the same as the body growing and shrinking. The soul cannot help but confuse its owner.”

I gave him a meaningful smile.

“Thank you. I’ll be happy to take note of it. If I collapse again, you’ll treat me then too, right?”

Lorelai gritted her teeth and lowered her head.

I chuckled and patted his back.

He didn't shake his head until the end.

I didn't feel comfortable playing with people's hearts, regardless of gender, especially those who were kind to me.

No, to be honest, it was so uncomfortable that my head started spinning.

But I've come too far to care about my own feelings.

“Lord Tentia.”

“Your Majesty. What brings you here at this hour?”

“Let’s go downstairs for a moment. We need to meet that assassin.”

* * *

The soldier guarding the prison area looked embarrassed.

This was because a person who was not accompanied by the Cariosa or Eastern Knights came and requested an interview.

The seamen of the East did not yield to undue external pressure, but the pressure of Emperor Valencian was too great for a single soldier to handle.

“No. If it’s too much trouble, you don’t have to open it. I’ll just go and wake Cariosa up. We just took a shower together, so she’ll really like it if you go and bother her again.”

“You really need to come out after a moment. He is a dangerous assassin.”

“Don’t worry. I brought Lord Tentia with me.”

The soldiers finally gave way to the imperial authority, and Valencian passed the barracks and entered the prison area.

He opened the prison door and faced Sayaya Yan.

Sayaya Yan was sitting cross-legged.

If there was anything different from when I saw her during the day, it was the length of her hair.

Tempesta's soldiers used whatever solution the barracks organization could come up with to somehow seal away her strange skills.

Sayaya Yen had her hair cut short, just like Tentia Kyung.

It was fortunate that it wasn't cut as if a rat had eaten it.

Valencian smiled at the sight.

“They say that if you look pretty even with short hair, you’re really pretty, and it suits you quite well. Although not as much as Tentia Kyung.”

I also felt a strangely Lorelai-like vibe from Sayaya Yen.

“Valencianus?”

“I should have told you to call me Your Highness the Grand Duke.”

She narrowed her eyes and chuckled.

“Your Highness, Your Majesty. What brings you here? Have you come to mock me? Or to make fun of me?”

Valencian looked briefly taken aback.

The things he had done to the young, handsome noblemen and women he had captured as prisoners before his return flashed through his mind.

The purpose was to spread rumors on purpose and cause resistance forces to rise up.

“I’ve given up on that kind of thing. It’s not a story I particularly miss.”

“Then why did you come?”

He lifted his chin and got to the point.

“If there is anything I wish for you, I will let you live with your master.”

For a moment, Sayaya Yan's eyes wavered.

He continued with a grin.

“Don’t even think about it. I’m pretty desperate, you know.”

A trained warrior does not succumb to despair, but it is not despair but hope that breaks the heart that cannot be broken even by a golden hammer.

Sayaya Yan squeezed her eyes shut and opened them.

“All I have is this body. I doubt His Highness would want anything from it.”

She tried not to get her hopes up.

But Valencian proposed as a devil in the guise of a smiling angel.

“How did you use the technique without mana earlier? After all, it’s just changing the body. It’s functional. How did you suppress the soul’s resistance? Tell me how.”

'It's the same as Kuit Az. If Lorelai's words are true, Saya Yen's soul also had to be torn apart because it couldn't adapt to the mutated body.'

But it didn't seem to him that Sayaya Yan was using the technique and getting a headache.

'I don't know if it's the mystery of the Eastern Continent or what, but there is something there. If it's something I can learn, I guess I can also pin my hopes on it.'

Saya Yan looked genuinely embarrassed.

“I don’t know what you mean by soul repulsion, but there have been colleagues who have bled from the nose, become disabled, or have their hearts broken while practicing their skills.”

Valencian tried hard to suppress the urge to cheer.

Saya Yan looked to be in her late teens.

No matter how much I practiced step by step, it would be difficult for my soul to adapt to my body that would shrink and grow, so it was clear that there had to be some way to control it.

“That should be solved through meditation… … As far as I know, don’t the knights of the Western Continent meditate too? There shouldn’t be any problems in the first place, right?”

“That was a long story.”

“I can’t briefly explain something I’ve been practicing for over 10 years.”

Valencian stood calmly and waited for her to gather her thoughts.

It didn't seem like Saya Yen was teasing him.

Soon she opened her mouth.

“It might be a bit difficult, but focus on the outside, not the inside.”

“Wouldn’t it always be like this?”

“I’m telling you not to worry about how your body is changing. I think it’s something you can do naturally. That way, you can change without resistance.”

The answer was a little different from what I expected.

Valencian frowned and took a deep breath.

“Use it.”

Lorelai tells her to not change as much as possible, and Saya Yen tells her to embrace change.

Lorelai was more trustworthy than Saya Yen, but Saya Yen was the one who performed strange techniques right before his eyes.

'My form became blurry, my hair grew longer, and I blocked the fist that Lord Tentia swung at me. If I could do all of this with physical functions rather than mana… … .'

“Are you by any chance a spirit hybrid?”

“It’s been hundreds of years since the spirits left the world. I haven’t even met a spirit master yet.”

Sayaya Yan answered as if asking why he was asking such a thing.

Valencian nodded and turned around.

At this point, he's heard as much as he wanted.

“Your Majesty. The promise is-.”

Saya Yan called him desperately.

'Tarti must be saved.'

Valencian paused for a moment, trying to laugh bitterly, but then his face twisted into a grimace.

After feeling a deep sense of inferiority rising and falling several times, the Grand Duke finally opened his mouth.

“Yes. I promise. I will definitely save Tarti. And you too, of course.”

“If necessary… … I can die.”

“No. You have to live too. I think it’ll be safer that way.”

Sayaya Yan was a person who could feel a sense of caution rather than relief in those words.

She looked again at the shadow cast over the face of Archduke Valencian.

"grandee……?"

It didn't seem like it was said out of any kindness.

“Because you two have to live separately so you can’t think of anything else.”

And when Valencian finally spoke, both Saya Yen and Tentia's faces hardened.

* * *

“There is a royal port in the southeast. Tarti will build up his navy there again.”

I looked at Saya Yan and said so.

Behind him, the sound of Sir Tentia taking a deep breath could be heard.

Sayaya Yen grimaced with her deeply scarred face.

“Hey, I don’t understand?”

The neutral voice was distorted.

I said with a smile.

“The Navy isn’t a force that can be raised overnight. Pirates, merchants, and the Navy aren’t such sharply divided concepts. If you’re an Eastern noble who wants to revive your clan, wouldn’t you be able to easily attract them?”

She smiled crookedly.

“… … I remember what the Archduke said on the ship. A noble must have someone to serve.”

"okay."

“Are you going to give Tarti someone to serve?”

"yes."

“It’s not my place to say this, but why? Is there a need for the royal family to raise a navy? They have the White Shark, who leads seven fleets?”

I didn't answer that question.

"……no way?"

Saya Yan looked up at me blankly, her face hardened, and Tentia Sir called out to me in a trembling voice.

“Your Majesty Valen.”

“That’s not what you think, Kyung. I may be a loser, but I’m not that kind of son of a bitch.”

I had no intention of restraining Cariosa.

I trusted her quite a bit, admired her a lot, and now all I can do is trust her.

He had already given her the title of duke, allowed her to claim the title of king, and given her the entire eastern sea, including the three archipelagos.

If you had intended to restrain, you should not have given these, and if you had given these, you should not have thought of restraining.

What the imperial family expects from her is to keep the kings of the Eastern Continent in check, subdue pirates, and subdue the fish-people.

Since this was in line with Cariosa's interests in becoming the king of the eastern sea, a struggle could be expected.

But if there comes a time when the Navy is needed for other reasons, if there comes a time when we have to go to the northern seas instead of the eastern seas, if there comes a time when we have to use the Navy as an expendable commodity.

Even then, there was no expectation that Cariosa would do her best to cooperate.

Of course, they will give me ships and soldiers just by looking at my face.

But it was ultimately a favor, and there was a limit to the sacrifices a favor would tolerate.

I knew the day would come when I would need a fleet without limits.

In the not too distant future, mermaids will be on the move in the Southern Seas.

A fleet was needed at that time.

It would be even better if he was an admiral of noble birth.

Especially if you've taken that lover hostage.

“If you are loyal to the royal family, I will definitely spare your lives.”

Sayaya Yan let out a sigh.

"eww."

“If possible… …I’ll take out your clan that’s left on the island as well. So don’t let your guard down and be nice.”

Finally, hope appeared in his scarred eyes.

I asked with a satisfied smile.

“What’s the answer?”

Her answer was, of course, exactly as I expected.