How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 316

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Cariosa temporarily handed over to me a group of knights and elite soldiers.

“I’ll go and kill the remaining pirates. It’ll take about five days. I’ll stop by the mansion on the way back.”

Tarti and Saya Yen seemed worried that he might have other thoughts.

"thanks."

A village this size could have been burned down with just one spell, but I appreciated your concern.

Clank, clank, clank, clank.

I found that when I used good words and fully armed knights together, I would get more out of them each time I used good words alone.

As I entered the village, led by Tarti, Saya Yen, and the Musas, cheers erupted.

The villagers all ran out and bowed their heads before the horse.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

"Viva!"

“Everyone, come and say hello!”

Most of the townspeople were from the Eastern Kingdom, but fortunately, since most of them were from the warrior class, there were quite a few who could speak the language of the Western Kingdom, including the Empire.

“I will repay this favor with my life.”

It was a cheer as if we were the liberation army.

The warriors, regardless of gender, had their short hair tied up high and were wearing silk robes with shoulder decorations that were very ornate.

“Thank you for saving Tarti!”

I sighed deeply when I saw her bowing her head in the mud, not hesitating to let her gorgeous clothes get soaked in rain and mud.

“Ah!”

My head ached just imagining what Cariosa would say to me, or rather, what she would do to me in five days.

Tarti was a very accomplished pirate admiral, and that meant he was up to all sorts of tricks along the eastern coast of the Empire.

Of course, I was used to saving and using bad guys because of my abilities.

Although there may be differences in degree, both the Red Mask and Marcus were the same, and in fact, I was the worst of the lot.

There must be millions of people I gave up on before I returned, so who would I say anything to?

The best indulgence I could give myself was to always do the best I could at the time.

I feel bad for using these guys even though I know Cariosa hates pirates.

“Sir Tentia. Release Tarti and Saya Yen. Let’s go inside and talk.”

We were taken to the biggest and most ornate house.

I pushed them both into the bathroom.

“First, wash up. And treat your wounds.”

While I was drinking a cup of tea brought out by the maid, Tarti and Saya Yan came out.

Ding ding.

Tarti, who had applied herbal ointment all over her body, wore a black silk dress with red patterns, and knelt on both knees before me.

“…….”

Even though he still suffered from the aftereffects of torture and burns, he was still a handsome man with a cheerful impression.

Saya Yan wrapped herself in thick black silk and knelt before me.

Although her cheeks were pale and there were dark circles under her eyes due to her mental strain in prison, she was still a beautiful woman with a neutral yet fierce appearance.

I smiled at them both and said,

“It looks good. Okay. Let’s talk about the future. Do you know why I spared you?”

I had told Saya Yan directly, and Tarti seemed to have already noticed.

“Do you need a fleet owned by the Imperial Family… No. Are you afraid?”

“Yes. There is a port in the Governor-General’s territory that the Imperial Family owns to the southeast, so we will go there. The maintenance of the fleet and the salaries of the warriors will come from the Governor-General’s territory, and the Imperial Family will also provide support funds. I will allow all of your clans to move here, so think of it as your new home and be loyal.”

Place, armament, clan, loyalty.

I gave them exactly what I wanted and what they were worried about.

Tarti was silent for a moment, then bowed his head so that his nose almost touched the floor.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Outside the window behind him he could see the huge warships entering the harbor.

It was a noble judgment to maintain this level of power even after being driven out of the territory.

I spoke in a low voice.

“You saved my life in my name, so if you cause an accident, it’s entirely my responsibility. In that case, I have no choice but to kill you all for the sake of my reputation. Don’t have any strange thoughts.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. I will be loyal to you.”

He shook his head repeatedly.

I smiled and turned my head to Saya Yen.

“Tarti, you go to the southeastern port, and Saya Yan, you go to the capital with me. Since you killed the knight, I’ll give you a few years.”

Sayaya Yan bit her lip as if she was prepared, and Tarti's face hardened.

“Your Majesty. She…….”

There was quite a bit of embarrassment.

I felt like a wicked royal who broke up the lovers in the story.

Because it was true, I held my chin up proudly.

“Tarti. Let me ask you this outright. Do you think it makes sense to let a former pirate admiral with a fleet, money, and land free?”

“……!”

“I saw her movements on the ship then. You can’t have someone with the skills to assassinate a knight by your side.”

Tarti's cheerful face distorted.

He hit his forehead on the floor with a thud.

“Your Majesty, please understand. She is like family to me.”

chin.

I lifted his chin and made eye contact with mine.

The dark pupils of his eyes trembled.

The surrounding warriors and maids groaned at the insulting behavior that was unimaginable in the East.

I spoke like the rascally Emperor Valencianus.

“No, Tarti. You understand me.”

And then he roughly pulled Sayan's hand.

“Tarti!”

“Yen!”

With a faint, bitter smile.

* * *

“Then what did he say?”

“What did he say? He said nothing. All he can do is understand me. I know he’ll never be convinced.”

“Hmm.”

There was a hot spring overlooking the sea at the foot of a mountain a little way from the port.

Cariosa wandered around the island for five days in the rain, and before returning to the mansion, she and I headed to the hot springs.

The hot spring was large enough to accommodate dozens of people at once, steam was rising, and the floor was covered with white pebbles of various sizes.

There was a thick bamboo forest all around, and on one side there was a white sandy beach.

Swaaaahh …

Swaaaahh …

Swaaaahh …

The sound of heavy rain falling, bamboo leaves rustling in the wind, and dark blue waves crashing against the beach echoed through the triple chant.

Cariosa entered the hot springs wearing her armor, and so did I.

The feeling of hot water flowing into my clothes was quite strange.

The water was deep enough to reach my neck, so we were able to fully submerge ourselves.

“Can you help me, Your Majesty?”

She tried to take off her raccoon skin coat.

“Gladly, Your Majesty.”

I hugged her from behind and pulled on her sleek coat, even helping her unfasten the thick belt.

Swish, and then clank.

“This is what puts the armor on your hips. Mine aren’t plate, so without a belt, all the weight falls on your shoulders.”

“I didn’t know that.”

As Cariosa said, as soon as he unbuckled his belt, the iron armor sagged down.

I grabbed the shoulder of the armor, and she dove naturally and came out from under the armor.

“Ha. I feel a little better now.”

All that remained were the gambitons, cloth armor worn under the metal armor, and greaves to protect the legs.

Although she was wearing clothes that she could easily take off on her own, she lifted her legs toward me in the water.

Chook.

Hot water splashed on my face.

“Take it off.”

"okay."

She asked as I was undoing the leather straps and metal clasps that held the shin guards in place.

“Did you think I wouldn’t bleed for you?”

“What does that mean?”

“You even acknowledge my title as king, so you wouldn’t be holding me back, would you?”

“…….”

“I could have sent you a fleet whenever you wanted.”

I answered hesitantly and hesitantly.

I don't know if this is an excuse or not.

I'm not used to receiving favors.

“……We needed soldiers who could be used and discarded without feeling guilty. Not elite soldiers who were essential to maintaining stability in the East.”

“So you spared that pirate admiral? You knew I wanted to kill them all.”

He nodded.

“Yeah. That’s why I saved your life.”

It was all true.

I took off both shin guards one by one, and now only the Gambison remains.

I untied the tight leather straps, and she took off her Gambison top as if she was shedding a thick layer of skin.

Only then did a white cotton shirt soaking wet come into view.

Beneath it, skin was visible, shining like scales.

Cariosa reached out with both hands and grabbed my head.

The palms covering both ears were warm.

Her vertically slit gray eyes sparkled with a strange yet familiar light.

“As a nobleman, you should live for things that are visible and can be counted, not for emotions that can disappear at any time.”

She pulled me slowly, and I willingly gave in.

“That’s right.”

“But if there’s a feeling that will never go away, shouldn’t we build up something visible and countable for it?”

When I heard that, I thought of Jaylilith.

Because everything I built was for her.

“Is it a belief rather than a feeling?”

She approached slowly, paused, and then snickered.

“It’s too light to be a belief, and too heavy to be an emotion. Belief. Belief. … I’ve made a rival I can never defeat.”

"then?"

It was a truly honest smile that I have always envied, and still envy even now.

“Let’s call it instinct. I’ve lived by my instincts of domination and gluttony. I’ve eaten everything I want, and now I’m a king. That’s enough for me. And you should do the same for me.”

Tsk tsk tsk.

I untied my white uniform and sucked it into my body.

Cariosa came to me, his mouth watering.

“Yes. You are my instinct.”

As if it had been waiting, sharp teeth dug into my neck, and sharp nails cut long lines down my spine.

A low, sweet voice rang in my ears.

“I wish I could be your instinct.”

* * *

[In the name of Valencianus Soletaraon Soletaras, Grand Duke of the Empire, Plenipotentiary of the Emperor, and Chief Justice of the Empire, I hereby acknowledge the coronation of Cariosa Summerin Asenorta.]

[Cariosa fulfills the duties of an Imperial Duke in territories within the Imperial Territory, and only fulfills the duties of an equal diplomatic nation in territories outside the Imperial Territory.]

[Cariosa Summerlin Asenorta develops all mines in the Ship Grave Archipelago and Anchor Archipelago in the Serpent Archipelago through a trade development company created in collaboration with the Imperial Family, and distributes 40% of the net profits to the Imperial Family each year.]

[If Tarti and his clan, the oriental exiled nobles who took refuge in the imperial court, once again engage in privateering in the eastern seas, Cariosa may report this to the imperial court in advance for the safety of her subjects, and all costs incurred in the process shall be borne by the imperial court.]

The war began with paper and ended with paper.

We have been through fire, wind, and rain, but we can't help but frown and tremble in fear when faced with a roll of parchment that is over a meter long.

Cariosa said as he read the last document.

“I didn’t know you’d sign here so readily.”

I smiled and shook my head.

“It would be a good deal if you could take that much risk and take care of one fleet. Dozens of large battleships with well-engraved magic circuits.”

Now, since it was the Imperial Fleet, I was thinking of making a huge, unsinkable warship owned by the Imperial Family.

She asked as she passed by.

“Is the newly acquired magic sword useful?”

“I like the typhoon, and I like the black scales too. I don’t even need to mention the Aizen. Did you happen to want one?”

When I said typhoon, she made a strange expression.

Her two magical swords were 'Tailwind' and 'Storm', and the sword Aquila used was 'Typhoon'.

Even if he was the Pirate King, he wouldn't have been able to make a magical tool of this level, so he must have obtained it from somewhere, and it wasn't hard to guess that there was a place in the East that would have originally had a magical tool of this level.

Cariosa became lost in thought for a moment, then shook her head.

“It’s a weapon that suits you better than me. I’ll feel better if you take it. Use it well.”

“I’d be happy to do that.”

His expression seemed strangely at ease.

Contrary to her initial plans, she spared many of the Eastern immigrants.

This was not an expression of compassion, but rather because there were more mines on the island than expected.

'If you ask serfs to work as miners, they will hate it.'

'Then how about we keep the Oriental immigrants who are still on the island alive and use them? They probably wouldn't have thought of running away since they have no connection with pirates in the first place.'

‘… … Did you really think it would turn out like this?’

The world forces us to make harsh choices, but this time it offers us a little mercy.

The pirates that swarmed the Anchor Archipelago were truly all dead.

Many pirates drowned while trying to brave the storm and go out to sea, others were beheaded by Cariosa's sword, and those who held out in the various fortresses could not hold out when the soldiers began to land in earnest.

'Kill them all. Those who deserve to breathe air.'

Cariosa carried out executions by changing the executioner ten times a day.

Dozens of carts of heads were brought out every day, and later hundreds were tied together, hung with ropes, and thrown into the sea.

In this way, the pirates who had flourished in the Anchor Archipelago for hundreds of years were wiped out.

If I had any unexpected gains, it was from Severic.

'The North will always welcome warriors, especially if they are introduced by friends.'

He gladly accepted the Tenye grassland tribesmen I sent him, and even paid the price for sending such good warriors.

They said they would send it along with this year's taxes, so I guess it's okay to look forward to what will come.

“You come in early spring and go in summer.”

“It seems like it’s been longer than I thought. Is that all there was to it?”

“You can stay longer next time. You can ask me how I’m doing sometimes, and of course you can ask me about myself.”

Summer, when coastal fortresses began to be built on the eastern side of the island.

Cariosa saw me off with royal dignity.

This means that he has prepared all sorts of high-quality reagents, such as the 'Ikaris' pearl, which is good for flight magic, the octopus guardian's beak with the power of change, and the seashell powder with the power of illusion.

Lorelai offered to follow me, but was beaten to a pulp by the Eastern Knight Jules.

“Wait! As a soul shaman, I cannot allow someone with a soul like Your Majesty to wander around!”

So I returned to the capital again.

I'm worried about Rudy's doing well.

I hope that no one gets hurt even once.

* * *

“The world is so fun! What is there in life? Let’s run tomorrow too!”

“Long live Count Consecratus!”