How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 42

How to live as a tyrant’s spoiled brat, episode 41

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“Your Majesty! You do not turn a blind eye to injustice and evil, but instead shed blood to protect the young servants of the faithful church. You are truly upright and worthy of the admiration of all people.”

Sir Tentia, clad in full plate armor, came running down the stairs, shouting that something was wrong.

“I have no intention of receiving the admiration of the people! If I do, His Majesty will eat me!”

She ripped open the crotch of my pants, pulled out a vial of red liquid from her waistband, opened the cap, and slowly poured it into the wound.

It was a highly efficient consumable, a recovery potion that only Sir Tentia, who had the most stable job among us, could bring.

There was a tingling sensation as smoke and bubbles rose from the wound, but then it healed cleanly as if I had never been hurt before.

“You have been touched by a foreign substance, so you must go to church and be purified.”

“It’s okay. The seminarian Mateos here cleaned it up nicely.”

Rudy, dressed in a maid’s outfit, glanced at Mateos.

I wanted to ask her why she followed me here so dangerously, but I kept my mouth shut when I saw the look in her eyes.

The green eyes glowed like ghosts in the darkness.

“You insisted on staying here and hurt Lord Valen. I will pay for his blood with your life.”

She blurted out the death sentence in the same cheerful voice with which she had read me fairy tales when I was a child.

The sound of the six-shot rifle cocking its trigger rang out eerily.

Mateos instinctively sensed danger and stepped back with his brown eyes trembling, and I stopped her in horror.

“Rudy, hold on!”

“Lord Valen. Could it be that he was trying to kill Lord Valen by pretending to ask for help?”

“No! I worked hard to save you, so don’t make my efforts go to waste!”

Rudy smiled brightly and put away his pistol.

“All right.”

Sereraji was the last to come down the stairs, leaning on a cane.

Bam, bam, bang!

The staff, made of black-painted jujube wood and topped with a fist-sized yellow sapphire, sent blue lightning shooting out whenever it struck the ground.

A blue and gold gold and silver brocade robe and long blue hair glided leisurely toward me.

“His Majesty has sent the Black Iron Knights to explore the culverts. Since you said you were in big trouble, I’ll have you go back and stick your neck out.”

I smiled bitterly and nodded.

Jaylilith was planning to strengthen his power by making himself known in the process of quelling the chaos caused by the invaders in the capital, and to pass the burden of the capital’s poor onto the threatening nobles.

At the same time, he allowed me to explore the eroder’s offerings in advance.

Didn’t I really think I’d find a pile of eroder offerings?

Or was he waiting for an accident to happen in order to strengthen his power more effectively, hoping that it would create a justification for him to act while neglecting efficiency?

I closed my eyes tightly and shook my head.

People believe what they want to believe.

I want to believe she’s a hypocrite.

“Let’s go. Let’s tell the old ones who dare to step in. Whose world does this belong to?”

“Yes. I was out of my mind earlier, but I wanted to try out a new magic, too. Oh, I don’t plan on using it on you, so just advance. Seriously.”

I turned my head to Mateos.

The young theologian, with a kindly appearance, looked half-stunned with relief.

“Mattheus. Let me confirm this for the last time. Right now, we are going to tear your friend apart and burn him to pieces, leaving no trace. Can you not blame us?”

There are things that we understand intellectually but find difficult to accept emotionally.

I had no desire whatsoever to offend the future saint.

But Mateos nodded resolutely, as if cutting off the affection.

A cold sweat seemed to run down his curly brown hair, and then his eyes came into focus.

“Apostates should be punished by burning at the stake.”

It was a voice that was incomparably colder than when we first met.

The black saint before the regression came to mind.

I smiled with satisfaction and aimed my sword forward.

It may be that the awakening was brought forward by a few years.

* * *

Sereraji laughed heartily and performed magic.

“Electric tide, go to my enemies!”

Pah, pah, pah, pah!

Every time she struck her staff on the floor, a herd of human-faced dogs rolled across the floor.

“Wake up! Wake up!”

“Why does it bark like a dog when it has a human face? If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to have a dog head and a human body? I want to tear out its vocal cords and study them.”

The blue lightning spread out in a circular pattern, and the human-faced dogs that attacked sequentially at intervals were efficiently defeated.

“What the hell is that horrible monster? It looks like something out of a nightmare!”

Vomit-colored slimes swarmed, blocking the waterways and paths in front and behind.

It was quite threatening as it could pull out or shoot out sea urchin-like spines from its blunt body.

But Rudy’s hands were as fast as the wind, and his green eyes, wearing spectacles, accurately captured the nuclei of the mutant slimes even under the dim glow of the luminescent moss.

Taaang! Taaang! Taaang! Taaang!

Every time the gun fired, the mutant slimes lost their cores and burst like overturned bowls of rice.

“For a maid, your aim is truly amazing. No, for a maid, you’re not just amazing; you’re just amazing.”

“It is our greatest masterpiece and our worst mistake.”

As Tentia and Sereraji complimented him, Rudy smiled bashfully and blew away the faint remaining mana smoke rising from the muzzle of his gun.

A group of large, lower-level eroders, their upper bodies exposed by stripping off their shirts, rushed towards Tentia.

“Knight, knight!”

“I’m jealous. I’m jealous. I’m jealous. I’m jealous.”

“If I eat you, will I become like you?”

Its face was covered with a thorny iron mask, and its arms had been transformed into giant, shell-like pincers reminiscent of a crab or scorpion.

Tentia was tall enough to stand next to Valencianus, but she looked like a child in front of those monsters.

“If you wanted to be a knight, you shouldn’t have thought about becoming strong so easily!”

Tentia shouted loudly and drew her longsword.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

The limbs, torsos, and heads of the lower-level eroders were torn apart like thin, fried potatoes.

“Huh, huh?”

“Why!”

“Are you saying my tribute was insufficient?”

They were the ones who desired strength and became windows through which the old things could lean out.

Although he possessed powers on a different level than ordinary humans, he was no match for the knights who freely used the Mana Blade.

“Get out of the way of His Majesty the Honorable Duke Valencian!”

Tentia caught the Abomination that had just popped out with her fist wearing a steel gauntlet.

Phew!

Every time she swung her fists, laughing like a red wolf stalking its prey, shockwaves shot out from the monster’s body.

The smile on his manly face was chivalrous enough to captivate both men and women.

“Stop talking about being fair and square! Even if you’re a coward, you have to win and return to report that you’ve earned merits in order to survive!”

Valencianus, who had just stabbed the lower body of a low-level eroder with his sword, replied in a fit of convulsion.

Protected by their presence, Mateos made his way back to his old friend without a single finger being injured.

In front of the waterway intersection, there were already low-level eroders swarming about.

Looking beyond them at his old friend, Mateos narrowed his clear eyes.

“Your Majesty, can you see what they are doing now?”

Valencian kicked one of the lesser eroders who was about to rush towards him into the canal and looked up at the ceiling of the intersection.

A giant vomit-colored slime was forming a complex polyhedron of tentacles and mucus.

Dismas hovered in the middle of the spider-like tentacles, placing the captured people here and there.

“What are they going to do? They’re the kind of guys who plot just by breathing, so hit them right away!”

In the opposite channel, several more encroachers wearing black clothes and steel masks were visible.

Valencian realized that they were proper encroachers with some residual rationality.

In fact, they were acting as if they were helping with the ritual, such as reciting incomprehensible spells or cutting their wrists and sprinkling blood on Dismas.

“Valencian. Can you hear me?”

“No. I don’t understand that either.”

Sereraji’s face turned a shade of ashen.

“They are currently performing a summoning ritual. Since the amount of sacrifices has been greatly reduced, the old ones being summoned will be much weaker, but they will be enough to kill us all and escape.”

“How can I stop it?”

Mateos asked urgently.

Sereraji looked back and forth between the eroders’ wall and Dismas.

“It’s a truth that activates even without Dismas.”

“yes?”

“That polyhedron-like thing is a magic circle. But the summoned item doesn’t belong to the magician. It means that the other eroders behind them could take it. Killing only Dismas isn’t enough.”

“Sister. So, can you just tell me quickly how to stop it?”

Sereraji closed his eyes tightly and spat out.

“There is a way to neutralize Jin right away.”

“What is it?”

“Kill the sacrifice.”

The eyes of Tentia, Rudy, Mateos, and Valencian were focused on Sereraji.

The wizard who pursued the truth calmly spoke only the facts.

“That polyhedron has 60 vertices, and each vertex requires one person. The number of sacrifices seems generous, but if you include more sacrifices here and there, or even the sacrifices to open the door at the beginning, it’s quite tight. Even if you kill just ten people, you won’t be able to perform the ritual.”

Value judgments about facts were not the job of a magician.

The gaze naturally moved to Valencianus.

Woof-!

At the same time, a strange red light began to rise from within the polyhedral, vomit-colored slime.

“iced coffee.”

A child hanging from one end twisted his body, sweating profusely.

Valencian looked at Rudi holding the musket.

Mateos and Tentia stood in his way, startled.

“Your Highness the Grand Duke Valen! That is un-knightly. I will cut through them, cut off the heads of the devourers, and bring back the sacrifices. Just give me the order!”

“Your Highness the Grand Duke of Valen. Please do not betray your humanity. What nonsense is it to kill a person in order to save another?”

For a moment, Mateos thought that all those cruel rumors were true.

The platinum blonde hair that gives off a lively yet indifferent impression, the inhumane yellow eyes, and the white uniform that looks like it’s hitting a wall.

He had a strange air of an ancient dragon, from which he had inherited those golden eyes.

I couldn’t figure out what was inside, and it looked so dangerous and precarious that I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

Valencian thought for a very, very short moment, and was truly ashamed that he had thought so.

‘fu*k’

It’s been like that since my past life.

There were things that would have been much easier if only a little more blood had been shed, if only the sword had been drawn one more time.

The result of living a life that crossed the line like that was the life of a loser who lost everything he wanted to protect.

If I had to cross the line, I had to do it, but at least I had to try to resolve it without crossing it.

If you wanted a different outcome than before the regression, you had to do something different.

“Tentia and I will clear the way. Rudy and Nuna will guard the rear, and Mateos will follow closely. We will tear that damned eroder apart and save the people.”

* * *

A red glow illuminated the interior of the cistern ominously.

I swung my sword and decapitated one of the lesser denizens, then extended my hooked fingers and gouged out another’s eyeball and tore out its brain.

“Your Majesty! The extreme!”

“I know!”

Imperial Swordsmanship Stage 2, Unforgettable.

A counterattack sword technique that activates even if you lose consciousness.

The mana in his body pulled his muscles taut, and he moved his sword against the swords, claws, and mutated tentacles flying from all directions.

“You filthy, filthy bastards! The imperial platinum sword is here!”

Sir Tentia was advancing, deflecting all attacks with his plate armor.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Taaang! Taaang! Taaang!

Behind them, Serena and Rudy fired their spells and pulled the trigger.

The lower-level eroders and abominations that had gathered in large numbers trembled and fell, their heads exploding two or three at a time.

The red light surrounding Dismas was getting hotter and hotter.

“majesty!”

“I know! Mateos!”

In that way, Tentia and I finally succeeded in standing at the end of the waterway.

Mateos revealed himself between us.

The seminarian who will become a saint in the future is preparing to emit the light of purification.

“Lord, give me the strength to save them!”

Mateos shouted with a sad expression.

Light brown hair with a bit of curliness and deep, kind brown eyes.

A boyish man with a height similar to mine, with an impression reminiscent of a faithful and kind turtle dove.

A ray of light like sunlight began to emanate from the man’s outstretched hand.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

You can tear apart Dismas, who has been instantly incapacitated by the light of purification, with magic, a magic gun, and a sword.

But this world was cruel.

Kkaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

A hellish scream shook the aqueduct.

It was so creepy that my body, which had been running, froze for a moment.

A red light gathered in front of Dismas.

Crack, crack, crack!

There was a sound of something twisting.

From my past life experience, I could tell that space itself was twisted.

In that light, a small, heart-shaped horn as red as a ruby emerged, carried on the backs of bizarre insects that made their legs tremble just by looking at them.

At the overwhelming presence, Lord Tentia’s face distorted, I also lowered my sword, and Rudy and Sereraji also stopped their hands.

“Huh-!”

I couldn’t breathe.

It felt like I was in deep water.

In front of the old things that we can never understand, we feel like mere creatures being played with in a cruel prank.

If you can draw power from that much magic tool, you should be able to easily deal with 10,000 soldiers.

But I neither closed nor turned my eyes.

With trembling hands, he dropped his sword and pushed Mateos’ back.

“majesty?”

He too was trembling with fear.

I remembered the cool air that had once dwelled in those kind-looking brown eyes.

They weren’t the only ones wielding incomprehensible powers.

“Isn’t there anything left you wanted to say?”

Mateos looked forward again, his expression like he had been hit in the back of the head.

As I watched the youthful strength radiate from his boyish face, I blocked the tentacles of the invader targeting him with my body.

“Lord, give me the strength to burn that sinner!”

Listening to that voice bursting out of my chest, I laughed even though I was bleeding profusely.

That must have been the prayer the Light wanted to hear.

bang!

Because a pillar of light descended from the sky, shattering the road overhead.