How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 71

How to live as a tyrant’s spoiled brat, episode 71

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The Margrave Sigheim’s office, decorated with brown wood and sky blue flags, was neat and dignified.

Inside the office, there was a knight and a wizard. The knight was Roberos, the commander of the Freuheit family, and the wizard was Helain, the chief wizard of the Freuheit court.

Sigheim left the severed section of his left arm to Helain.

Herrein was a powerful blood mage who could easily reattach a severed arm, but she could not grow an arm back.

So he focused on recovering as much of his nerves as possible and connecting them to his prosthetic hand.

The sight of white thread-like things growing out of the cross-section and entering the metal arm was so bizarre and mysterious.

Click, the left arm made of gray steel moved with the sound of the last nerve connecting.

It seemed like he was wearing gauntlets the size of his hands.

“It’s done, Your Majesty. You must refrain from drinking alcohol for a while. If you recover little by little, your arm will grow back completely within five years, so don’t worry too much.”

It was a gentle and considerate remark that was hard to receive from a wizard, but the marquis with light brown hair and blue eyes firmly shook his head.

“There’s nothing to plant. It was a necessary choice. That was the only way to drop Jaylilith into the demon realm.”

As the topic returned to the Demon Realm, Knight Commander Roberos’ eyes lit up and he let out the curiosity he had been trying to suppress.

Because I enjoyed seeing the Marquis throw out some explosive magic-like remarks right before he was treated, and how he was going crazy with curiosity.

“Your Majesty, what do you mean by dragons? Didn’t all dragons depart for another world long ago?”

As the old ones began to come over in earnest, the dragons all departed for other worlds, and the last dragon who loved humans shared his bloodline with one human.

The humans who received the dragon’s blood stood at the top of all bloodlines and conquered half of the continent.

That was the founding of the Soletaraon Empire, so it was safe to say that it was common knowledge to all humans on the continent that the dragon had left this world.

“I thought so too. But it seems there was one more sleeping dragon left.”

The Marquis made an inappropriate joke.

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about? … … How on earth does Your Majesty know that there are dragons?”

Sigheim replied with a look of reminiscence.

“I saw it myself. My grandfather discovered it, and my father inherited the secret. I inherited it from my father.”

“Is that why you didn’t develop the western mountains?”

“That’s right. If a dragon comes out, the whole territory will be burned down.”

“Your Majesty, there is no way you would mistake a wyvern or a drake for something like that.”

Roberos said, feeling his heart pounding.

The beings in the story had the power to excite even people in their forties who had been through all kinds of hardships.

“It was definitely a dragon. I’d be willing to risk my remaining arm.”

“Please don’t do that.”

“Yes. Anyway, it is certain that even the emperor cannot come out alive.”

Roberos nodded and suppressed his excitement to confirm the existence of the dragon.

“It is said that the Grand Duke of Sereraji is clearly stalling for time. He is taking advantage of the fact that we cannot help but be very nervous at the time of the flood of the Demon Realm.”

Sigheim clicked his tongue lightly.

He was not a natural strategist, but he was a man of experience, having lived as a nobleman for decades in a cutthroat world.

“I can’t just wait around, Hera. Start picking mushrooms. I can’t just leave the treasure trove alone because it might explode at any moment.”

Herrein gave advice with a look of mixed joy and sorrow.

“As a wizard, these are very kind words for me.”

“huh?”

“Shouldn’t we know for sure the date when the Demon Realm will open? If lightning falls from the sky like rain, it will cause great damage to the spiritual realm.”

The Marquis replied irritably.

“Didn’t I just say that there is a dragon? Why didn’t the demon realm flood until now? Every time foreign substances came near the house, the dragon killed them all. I don’t know why the core doesn’t form, but since there is a dragon, the day a core forms is the day the demon realm closes.”

“Then what did you ask the Grand Duke of Sereraji?”

“I just need to figure out how long I can keep digging for blue mushrooms. I’ll have to sort that out soon too. Of course, I can’t kill the Archduke. He has to become my wife or daughter-in-law.”

Roberos and Herain bowed deeply with impressed expressions.

The Marquis softened his stern face as he thought about the day when he would become the Emperor’s husband or father-in-law.

‘Sigmarin.’

Considering what I lost, I had to get that much.

* * *

Jaylilith unleashed a barrage of attacks, temporarily driving away the sky jellies, and we continued downward.

After walking for about 30 more minutes, the blue mushrooms began to disappear from sight.

The ceiling was also gradually lowering, and it seemed that it was no longer even 50 meters high.

The flow of mana is also normalizing, and the texture felt on the skin has changed.

It was something that might happen soon, but the Demon Realm was a place where you absolutely had to be careful.

“Your Majesty. This is strange.”

“What do you mean?”

“The Demon Realm is much smaller than I thought. There’s no way the Demon Realm that had that many foreign objects in it could be this small.”

Jaylilith’s golden eyes glowed coldly.

“You seem to know a lot about the Demon Realm. As far as I know, you’ve never even been outside the capital, let alone entered the Demon Realm.”

“!”

How could I miss something so trivial?

I was momentarily flustered, walking with my right foot and right hand outstretched, and then I barely managed to come up with a convincing answer.

“I heard from the knights while meeting with the church. It’s their job to close the magic circle and go around.”

“Hmm.”

She smiled like a carnivore and nodded.

“Well. That’s it. I knew you were surprisingly well-versed in a variety of subjects. Anyway, doesn’t that mean we’ll soon be able to return to a world where Jim’s magic works properly? So what’s there to worry about now?”

“That’s right.”

“First, I’ll drop about thirty ‘Spears of Wrath’ on the Marquis’ castle, no matter what you said. I’ll think about what happens next.”

After I go out.

My body, which had been tense, suddenly swayed, and a topic I had not thought about for a while suddenly came to mind.

“Your Majesty, what would you do if the Marquis took the Grand Duke of Sereraji hostage?”

Jaylilith clicked her tongue and said, “Ah.”

“Do you think Jim can’t even aim that well?”

I asked, prepared to see blood.

“At the risk of being rude, I’ll ask you one more time. Which would you rather prioritize: Your Majesty’s revenge or the safety of your party?”

Jaylilith took on an unusually serious expression.

“This is the first time you’ve been this impatient. Yes. I’ll spare those three. Even if it means giving up revenge.”

“!”

I never thought I would get an answer this easily.

“Why are you so surprised? I know that too. Sir Tentia and Grand Duke Sereraji are destined to grow into great trees, and isn’t that maid your leash? I will become an emperor who treasures talent.”

“Thank you.”

“… … Listening to you, I think it’s fortunate that you followed me. They probably don’t know that the Marquis was trying to kill you and me.”

“I guess I have an idea, but I won’t try to take revenge rashly.”

“If you had not followed me, you would have died, and the Marquis would have tried to kill those three. At the very least, Sir Tentia and her maid would have died.”

Thinking about it that way, I felt like I had been splashed with cold water.

My steps quickened as I thought that the three of them might die at any moment.

“It seems like you have deep affection for the person who was called a loser?”

Jaylilith laughed sadistically.

I deflected the attack skillfully.

“I think the first condition of being a loser is favoritism and discrimination.”

“That’s true. In fact, the conditions of a tyrant are no different.”

“Your Majesty is a wise king!”

The second attack was not warded off.

As we walked, the number of blue mushrooms began to decrease significantly.

As my mana gradually returned to normal, my vision began to darken.

I thought it was time to light a fire.

“Huh? Stop.”

At that moment, Jaylilith frowned into the darkness.

“yes?”

“Someone is coming.”

anyone?

“Would you like to find out?”

“No. But it’s definitely not human.”

“yes?!”

* * *

Not human.

Valencian regained his composure more quickly than expected, despite hearing those words.

Before returning, I met dwarves, elves, lizardmen, vampires, ogres, mermaids, and various beast races.

In fact, both he and the nobles were far from being pure-blooded humans, so their encounter with non-human intelligent beings was not that unusual.

However, the man who walked out of the darkness had an aura that was incomparable to any other race he had met before returning.

He had slightly curly dark red hair and red eyes, and a handsome man with a hard, cold expression on his face that reminded one of a granite statue.

Like Valencian himself, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and like Jaerilis, his eyes were upturned and haughty.

He was wearing a patterned shirt that was popular a long time ago, but the lower part was still in tatters because the conversion had not yet been completed.

“It’s been decades since humans have been here. I don’t think they’re Freya. There’s a lot more mixed in.”

Valencianus thought his low-pitched voice resembled that of Jerilis.

The tone was completely different, but the confidence of an overwhelming powerhouse was conveyed.

Naturally, I developed a habit of thinking of the worst first.

Valencianus secretly distanced himself from Jayrillis.

When fighting, a situation should not arise where both are targeted at the same time.

Jaylilith, who seemed to notice that, snickered and spoke to the red-haired man.

“Since the situation is urgent, I will not ask you to discuss my bloodline. If I continue like this, will I be able to leave this place?”

“None. The end of this cave leads deeper underground.”

“!”

Valencian gritted his teeth, and Jaerilis clicked her tongue.

“Then I guess I’ll have to blow it up.”

“I don’t know if you can do it, but I don’t recommend it. This place is deeper underground than you think, and there are layers of sediment between the bedrock. No matter what kind of magic you use, the ceiling will break and the sediment will come pouring down before you get outside.”

Valencian noticed that his opponent was trying to take control of the conversation.

“Then how do you plan to go out?”

He grabbed the red-haired man by his well-timed question.

He clicked his tongue and answered.

“I too have not been able to go out for several months. I need to destroy the core of the Demon Realm and go up to where you came from, but strangely, the core does not appear.”

Valencianus secretly poured out six letters.

He was the one who gathered all the information about the Demon Realm using the church’s knowledge and his own experience in the world before his return.

‘How many months? How many months have you been here? Damn it. Now I know why the demon realm hasn’t flooded or nuked.’

The magic realm is the process of changing the surrounding environment into an environment where old things can survive in order for old things to come over.

The realm must be filled with foreign substances and energized enough to cause a flood at least once, before the old can come through the core.

However, because this man had been killing the foreign substances in this demonic realm for several months, the energy needed to create a core and bring down the old one had not gathered enough.

Sadly, that couldn’t be said or discussed now.

Jaylilith said, narrowing her eyes.

“There is a crevice in the high rock. I will open the crevice, and you keep the sky jellyfish in check.”

“How can you believe that I can do it?”

“You survived for months under the demon realm without even being able to do that?”

The man chuckled lightly.

“Scary. Platinum-blond hair, golden eyes. Are you Soletalato?”

Jaylilith narrowed her eyes, and Valencian asked, doing complex calculations in his head about the other person’s identity.

“Do you know about our family?”

“I know. Still powerful. Those who gather all the good things, greedily combine them, and suppress the side effects with the side effects to rule. Hasn’t it fallen yet?”

Jaylilith shot back coolly.

“If you keep talking, I will charge you with insulting the royal family.”

“Your laws cannot bind me.”

“The luggage is the law, what are you talking about?”

“How arrogant of a created monster.”

In an instant, Jaylilith’s white face turned pale and hard.

Her yellow eyes opened and the blood drained from her lips.

The emperor, who had been so arrogant and confident, at that moment returned to the secret laboratory on the lowest floor of the Imperial Magic Workshop before he was fourteen.

“You seem to have lived a long life and don’t care about your life. You still talk nonsense even though you know that I’m a monster.”

But instead of breaking down when shocked, she became sharper and stronger.

The murderous intent that seemed about to be veiled overflowed.

Even a fairly courageous person would die of a heart attack if they came within a hundred steps.

Valencian stepped between the two urgently.

“Your Majesty. Hold on tight. Let’s get out first. It won’t be too late to ask about my rudeness after we get out together. You too, don’t provoke Your Majesty any longer! Unless you want to get crushed to death together.”

And then he looked back at Jaylilith and blinked his right eye once.

Jaylilith clicked her tongue and calmed her breathing.

“Yes. If you are within my territory, you are my subjects. No matter what I say, I have no reason to get angry.”

She held out her white hands, each finger wearing a knuckle ring.

“How about going outside first?”

The man with dark red hair glared at Valencian.

“You have a tongue like a snake.”

It was a voice that gave me the creeps just hearing it.

Chuck, he took Jaylilith’s hand.

WHAT!

And then Jaylilith grabbed his hand and pulled it, squeezing it.

It is a power that can even crush steel gauntlets engraved with dozens of sorcery circuits.

The man’s large hand crushed it as if it had been struck with a hammer.

The man shivered, unable even to scream.

“Get out of here, you fake dragon bastard!”

Valencian took advantage of the gap to perform the third level of imperial swordsmanship, Zariita.

The magic of the late attack unfolded in his hand, and the sword wrapped around a golden mana blade struck the man’s neck in a crescent-moon-like trajectory.

“Did you get hurt?”