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I supported Jaylilith with the skillful movements of a veteran who had rolled around the battlefield.
“Your Majesty! Come to your senses!”
Unlike the dragon vein, his hands did not tremble.
The situation was too urgent to be shaking.
I didn't deliberately think that she might be dead, it was a last resort to keep my sanity.
First, I secured the airway by supporting the nape of the neck with my left hand, then I applied firm pressure to the affected area with my right hand to stop the bleeding, and then I recalled a blood magic recovery spell.
“Blood to blood!”
A thin stream of blood gushed from my wrist, and another stream of blood gushed from Jaylilith's chest.
Seeing.
The two streams of blood swirled around each other like snakes exploring each other, emitting a clear sound and becoming entangled in a knot.
It meant that the characteristics between us were similar.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Immediately my blood flowed into her chest along with Jaylilith's blood.
Unrealistically hot blood soaked her palms, and her heart pounded.
I let out a sigh of relief at the thought that I had let go of one of my worries.
He opened her mouth wide and put his finger down her throat, triggering her gag reflex.
“Coolook, coolook coolook!”
Jaylilith vomited a mouthful of the blood that had been stuck in her throat.
Drops of blood flowed down his white chin.
Then something completely unexpected happened.
"your majesty?"
Percussion.
She got up from her seat and started walking out of the audience room.
“Your Majesty! Please calm down! You are seriously injured.”
I tried to stop her by hugging her, but Jaylilith dragged herself to the main gate of the palace.
“Kill all those bastards!”
“Contact the Black Iron Knights to block their retreat! Tell them not to come this way!”
“Magic bombing ready!”
The main gate of the palace was a mess.
The white marble steps were filled with the corpses of guards, as well as those of beastmen, elves, and dwarves.
“Clear an escape route!”
“Take route 4!”
“We will defend the rear!”
The Platinum Knights were chasing and killing the retreating alien race, who were running away from the palace.
Flash!
A bolt of lightning just struck from the sky.
“Spear of Power!”
“The ball of nothingness!”
“Thorn Hand!”
The battle wizards on the roof fired their magic at the rear of the alien race.
However, it seemed that they had also sent powerful magicians and warriors to the rear.
The dwarf raised a stone wall to block the spear of force, and the elf struck a force field to send lightning bolts flying.
Jaylilith opened her unfocused yellow eyes wide, and raised six white spears into the air, shining with a rainbow-colored light.
Wheeeeeeeek-!
The spear of wrath was shot out.
The nameless elf elder was terrified and surrounded himself with force fields, but the emperor's wrath shattered the force fields like pieces of sugar and pierced the elf elder's heart.
bang-!
The spear of wrath didn't stop there, exploding and blowing away several dwarves in the area.
In the center of that crowd, or rather, that crowd of different races, a black head appeared.
A green-haired elf was holding the bastard's severed arm.
Jaylilith groaned as she continued to fire spears of wrath.
Boom-! Boom-! Boom-!
The retreating ranks of the alien race were disrupted by the force that easily jumped over the giant catapult.
The surrounding platinum knights and guards erupted in cheers.
“Long live His Majesty the Emperor!”
“Prepare for the chase! Bring the horses!”
“Send a signal to the canal! If the crystal ball is damaged, send another messenger!”
However, when they saw blood flowing from Jaylilith's chest, their faces turned yellow with shock in an instant.
They were the ones who had personally witnessed the bloody coronation ceremony several years ago.
The sight of the Holy Emperor bleeding as he blew away the knights under the flying and soaring royal families and great nobles like autumn leaves was enough to make one doubt one's eyes.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”
“Preserve your body!”
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Can you hear me?”
Her eyes were already unfocused.
Jaylilith raised her trembling hand and aimed it at Justinian.
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A thin voice came out of her mouth.
“Brother.”
"your majesty!"
I hastily moved next to her.
“……You were right, oppa. I should have killed you sooner.”
“Don’t say anything. You need to focus on your recovery.”
“Don’t…… feel…… guilty about me.”
Her voice broke out intermittently.
The next moment, the golden eyes turned purple, and Jaylilith collapsed to the floor.
“Jay release!”
Smoke rose throughout the Old City, the Imperial Palace was in ruins, the aliens and traitors fled far away, and my Emperor, who was clearly showing strange symptoms, had lost consciousness.
I supported her with a feeling of going crazy.
The body in my arms felt so light.
* * *
Hadritan was the best administrator.
He had a talent for figuring out numbers and letters, deriving truth from them, and conveying that truth to others.
“During last week’s battle, seven mansions and 68 stone buildings in the old city collapsed. The total damage is over 30,000 gold coins, but the actual damage is small because most of the buildings were empty after the merchants and the original residents moved to the new city.”
“I see.”
This talent was put to good use against the haggard-looking Archduke, who sat on a chair next to the throne and listened to the report.
“The death toll is estimated at around 1,145. Most of them are servants or maids of noble families, or homeless people who remained in the old city. The total damage to the imperial property is 4,000 gold coins, and most of it will likely go to the cost of restoring the sacred streetlights. The restoration of the palace interior was completed yesterday, and the gardeners began restoring the forest this morning. There was a message asking for your understanding that the exact date cannot be given.”
"i get it."
Even he had to be very tense when he said the last sentence.
“……Overall, the damage can be said to be within the expected range. It is a great success.”
But Valencian nodded his head in a dispiriting indifference.
“How about the purification of the remaining erosion energy?”
Hardritan continued speaking with a sense of relief in his heart.
“It was finished four days ago. The reserve priests who were waiting at the Gwangmyeong Shingyo New Town Cathedral were very active. Of course, they say that thanks to the Holy Spirit’s field of influence, the remaining erosion energy itself was almost non-existent, but they made a big contribution by clearing out the eroders’ hiding places that remained in the old town.”
“I see. I’ll have to show up next week. How are the friendly casualties?”
Valencian glanced outside the audience room.
Cornell, the commander of the Platinum Knights, the commander of the Black Iron Knights, and the other flying and soaring nobles of the court were all just watching.
Hardritan also looked back at them once, then continued speaking while holding up a new document.
“The Platinum Knights and the Silver Knights each lost 9 men, while the Black Iron Knights lost 13 men. The Battle Wizards lost 15 men, the Royal Guard lost 277 men, and the Magistrate and the Garrison lost a total of 534 men. The funeral will be a state funeral. In addition, in order to restore the strength, we have put out a recruitment notice for all of the Imperial Territories and Governor-General Territories, and decided to hold a tournament.”
“Well done.”
“Also, during the engagement, 7 members of the Royal Guard and 11 members of the Police Superintendent reached the level of Sword Expert, so it seems that the loss of knight power can be tolerated to some extent.”
If they could perform to that degree against the highest level invaders and elite soldiers of the xenophobia, then objectively it was a very good performance.
But Valencian closed his eyes tightly for a moment and let out a ragged breath.
It was human nature to not want to shed even a single drop of blood.
“……Okay. What about the enemy damage?”
Hardritan cleared his throat and continued speaking.
“I killed 167 of the 300 foreign species, destroyed two of the four archbishops of the Erosion Cult, and captured one.”
“That’s right.”
Valencian smiled bitterly.
If only he had a little more time, if only he had been able to stop those damned races a little better, he could have destroyed the Corrosion Cult.
“The Blue Knights killed the enemy archbishop, and the Saint killed the White Archbishop. The Black Archbishop escaped with serious injuries at your hands, and Commander Barbatos captured the Blue Archbishop. He is currently being interrogated in the basement of the cathedral, but he is said to be refusing to say anything at the moment.”
“Black?”
“We’re tracking him. Judging by the time it took him to recover his arm and his diminished skills, he’s probably practically dead right now.”
Hardritan spoke firmly and clearly.
“The erosion sect is virtually destroyed. It’s only a matter of time before the Black Archbishop is killed. If the top is blown away from the sect, it’s over. We’ve achieved our strategic goal, so it’s our victory.”
Valencian nodded with a forced smile.
“Yes. I can’t afford to be in this situation, even if it’s just because of the dead and injured soldiers. I’ll hold a victory banquet. Then I’ll reward everyone who participated in this battle, including Lord Barbatos.”
It was a forced smile.
Hardritan asked a question for the first time since entering the audience room.
“Your Majesty… is there a way?”
Valencian let out a sigh.
“His breathing, pulse, body temperature, and erosion are all perfectly normal. He just… fell asleep.”
A week has passed since the incident dubbed 'Operation Decoy' or 'Xenophobic Infiltration Incident'.
Although Jaylilith's wounds had long since healed, she still had not awakened.
Even though the highest-ranking priests, including Saint Matheus, poured out divine powers that could raise even the dead, even though Valencianus stimulated the consciousness with weak mental waves, even though Celerazie and Gestarte stimulated the muscles with electricity, and even though Lorelei shouted directly to the soul, there was no response.
'It seems like you've fallen into a very deep unconsciousness.'
'Are you lost? Are you lost?'
‘… … It looks like you’re close to being dragged in.’
Valencian couldn't sleep a wink after hearing Lorelei's words.
'Your Majesty, Your Majesty's eyes have turned purple.'
'I don't think the Archduke and the Knights were all seeing things. But if it was caused by erosion, it should have been cured long ago. Do you know how much divine power I just poured into it?'
'So what on earth happened?'
'If the Archbishop of Qing opens his mouth, we will be able to find out something. Or you can go to Justinian and ask him directly. We are also doing our best, so please wait a little longer.'
* * *
“Barbatos, the brave black lion of the imperial family! I greatly commend your achievement in capturing the Archbishop of Qing! You are the commander who has made the greatest contribution since the founding of the Black Iron Knights! I will bestow upon you the title of Grand Duke and a precious sword.”
I was the kind of person who couldn't show a depressed appearance no matter how difficult things were.
When they saw me in a slump, everyone got scared and didn't want to do anything for fear of sparks flying.
Objectively speaking, this decapitation operation was a great success.
Two of the four archbishops were killed and one captured.
It was an achievement that was widely known to the world and boosted support for the royal family.
The defense against the xenophobic attack was also quite successful, except for the fact that Jaylilith was not waking up.
The problem is that Jaylilith isn't waking up…
“Senator Cornell! On behalf of the Imperial Household, I would like to express my gratitude for your dedication in forming a vigilante group and repelling attacks by savage monsters.”
I dressed up nicely and went on to give congratulations at balls, streets, cathedrals, and funeral parlors.
Barbatos and each captain and knight, Mateos and the high priests, Celerazie and the Ivory Tower magicians, Marcus and the knights and soldiers of the general workshop, the court nobles who helped in various processes, my maid Archer Rudi and Sir Tentia who drove the Black Archbishop away together with me… … .
I gave them swords, titles, gold coins and jewels, poured them expensive wine, and celebrated their victory with loud cackles all night long.
Anyone who saw it would know that it was a very pleasant feeling.
But my insides were completely burned and twisted.
When the first loot was brought to Helena of the Southern Continent, and the knight commanders were fighting over who would receive the highest-grade magic sword mixed in, I decided to get the sword so that I could eliminate the seeds of such conflict.
As the twin of Jaylilith, I gave the regency to Hadritan.
“Valencianus. I am a magistrate, not a politician.”
“You were already doing almost all the work of the empire. I was only in charge of erosion and war. Now that Helena is doing well in war and has taken care of erosion, there is nothing you can’t do now.”
“So what are you going to do now?”
He looked at me with anxious eyes.
I looked towards the southeast of the terrace and smiled coolly.
“The saint said so. If you go and ask Justinian directly, won’t you know something?”
Hardritan frowned.
“Didn’t you say that the important thing is connection? You should know better than anyone that you can’t find it if you just run out there.”
I nodded.
“I’m not looking for it. I have no intention of looking for it.”
"then?"
“I have to make him come.”
Hardritan looked slightly ominous.
Kookookookook!
I smiled and looked at the Nibelungen emerging from the workshop.
“Their power comes from their alliance with other races. They have a stronghold. They will burn down the World Tree. They will have no choice but to crawl out in order to maintain their alliance.”