How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 92

How to live as a tyrant’s spoiled brat Episode 92

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Valencianus kicked the ground and threw his fist before Alsen could finish speaking.

A regime that targets the chin precisely.

puck!

Alsen, who had been hit in the face with a straight punch, staggered greatly.

The missing tooth flowed out of the mouth along with blood.

Valencianus put his finger into the empty space and pulled down with all his might.

Alsen’s jaw dropped as he fell to the floor.

“Eeeeeeeee?!”

Alsen cried out in pain and confusion.

The once confident green eyes were shaking.

Valencian laughed heartily and took out a red potion with a white aura from his pocket.

He popped the cork off with his thumb and poured every last drop of the liquid into his open mouth.

“Swallow.”

I forced my jaw shut and a moment later, my throat moved.

“Your Majesty, Valen. What did you feed him?”

Tentia, who had come closer, asked a question that was half-intended.

Valencian released Alsen and said:

“It’s originally a medicine I use to gain strength through dragonflight.”

“!”

A convulsion occurred in Alsen’s face.

Tentia asked, still curious.

“But he didn’t perform the Yongchan ritual, right? Then what happens?”

Valencianus replied, laughing heartily at Alsen, who was sitting on the floor.

“He’ll go berserk. He’ll look almost exactly like the Encroacher. Anyone who sees him will think he’s lost his mind and desperately begged for power.”

“Is that what Your Majesty is catching?”

“It’s not just me. Me, the Paladin, and Cornell and her men will catch her together. She’s probably already watching from her building.”

Alsen looked at the 6th floor of the building diagonally across from him, feeling his whole body heat up with a bewildered expression.

From the top of that building, which only the organization that ruled the slums could use as a hideout, a girl with a clever and intelligent appearance was looking down at him.

“How dare that lowly bitch who sells medicine in the slums-!”

His tantrum did not last long.

“Yes, Alsen. Well said. Who dares to offend a lowly person who takes bribes in front of the city gate?”

Because Valencianus crushed Alsen’s stomach with his shoe.

Power with power, trickery with trickery, status with status.

At the moment when Alsen’s flesh began to swell, Valencian took a few steps back while drawing flames from his hands.

“Okay. Alsen. I want you to become a monster so horrible that even the most horrifying to look at. A werewolf so shocking that no one will remember it.”

The first thing that changed, surprisingly, was my legs.

His pants burst open and two more legs popped out from next to his hips.

It didn’t end there, as the pelvis expanded, new legs continued to sprout from between the legs.

It was a human leg with exactly five toes.

When I was over thirty legs old, my belly started to swell like a mountain.

The apricot-colored leather was lined with veins and engraved with eye-like patterns.

Even so, her upper body remained almost intact from the chest down, so her characteristic blond hair and face were recognizable.

After Alsen’s transformation was complete, Tentia wrapped a red mana blade around her sword.

“Your Majesty. It seems that your wish has come true. It is a monster that cannot even appear in nightmares.”

“I think so too.”

Alsen had a lower body that looked like a 4-meter-tall onion with several human legs and an upper body that sprouted like a sprout.

The stomach and waist areas were so large that it looked like a human upper body was placed on top of a giant lump of flesh.

“It looks horrible and doesn’t seem to have much fighting power. I guess we can defeat it easily.”

Valencian smiled contentedly and shot out the flames.

Whoosh whoosh!

The fierce flames burned Alsen’s body.

“Koooooooo!”

The giant, with his upper body pressed against the ceiling, let out a roar of rage and moved dozens of feet in unison.

Boom, boom, boom!

“It’s faster than I expected.”

“Even so, structurally speaking, I can’t go that fast.”

The mutated Alsen approached at the speed of a normal human walking fast.

As Valencian prepared to launch the All-Out Battle, something unexpected happened to both the two men and the monster.

Swish, swish!

The aged floor was too weak to support the swollen mass.

thud!

Dust rose and Alsen’s body fell to the second floor.

thud!

Another cloud of dust rose and Alsen’s body fell to the first floor.

* * *

“The building is collapsing!”

“No! Something fell!”

“It looks like a huge lump of flesh?”

“It’s an abomination! Everyone get out of here!”

A commotion quickly spread among the people gathered in the square.

Valencian looked at it and smiled happily.

“I had to expose it to people anyway. That’s good.”

“no.”

Tentia said in a firm voice.

“We were just going to catch them all and then pretend to catch them with Cornell and the knights at the end. He’s not the type of guy who’d die just by falling from the third floor.”

“Koooooooooo!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a monster moved in the dust.

Alsen ran out into the middle of the crowded square, his voice booming.

The sight of a giant lump of flesh, 4 meters in diameter, rushing forward was an incredibly powerful sight in itself.

“Cornell, who joined hands with the scoundrel Valencianus, is not qualified to be a senator… … Aaaah!”

“Let’s create our own paradise, following Cornell… … Gyaaaah!”

The old poor people, holding pickets and raising their voices, scattered and fled in all directions.

“Finally, everyone is starting to speak with one voice.”

Valencianus muttered with great satisfaction, and Tentia looked at him as if she had heard a dog’s barking.

“I will believe you are joking.”

“I would appreciate it if you would do that.”

That meant no.

Tentia rolled her red eyes and stood at the edge of the collapsed wall.

With a thud, a knight in white armor soared into the sky, his red cloak and hair fluttering.

“Evil Encroacher Alsen, take this sword of Tentia!”

Shouting with such force that it seemed as if it could be heard throughout the slums, beyond the square.

“Erosor?”

“Alsen Nari?”

People who didn’t know what was happening in the square also started to gather after hearing the shouts.

Tentia glanced at it, once again guessing at the depth of Valencianus’ insight or meanness.

The fact that he told us not to cut off Alsen’s head in one breath and to pretend to struggle until Cornell and the knights came forward was to further exaggerate the danger Alsen was facing.

Her mana blade was also made to be only colored, so it didn’t have the same cutting power as usual.

Evil, evil!

But didn’t you say that you only see as much as you know?

There was something about a dashing knight who skillfully avoided the onslaught of giant flesh with his steps and gradually incapacitated it by stabbing its legs, that made people of all ages and status flutter.

“For ordering thugs to kill the candidates for the National Assembly!”

The sword that Tentia swung pierced exactly one leg’s knee.

“For framing Cornell as an eroder!”

The leg with the blown ankle trembled and fell limp.

“The sin of sowing discord between the church and the union!”

The thick flesh was deeply cut and blood spurted out.

“You are guilty of betraying Cornell to the people here and trying to take advantage of it!”

Tentia’s voice resonated throughout the streets.

From the beginning, no matter what happened in the slums, the knights and soldiers did not move.

If the number of poor people increases too much and the slums seem to be expanding, the police commissioners will simply sell the right to hunt humans to the nobles.

So people were moved by the fact that it was none other than the Platinum Knight who fought for them, and they took every word she said to heart.

The man holding the picket sign denouncing Cornell stared at Tentia for a moment, then threw the picket sign on the ground and stepped on it.

“You son of a bitch!”

“How dare you, Mr. Cornell!”

“Where is this place?”

“Let’s send Mr. Cornell to Congress!”

The public’s hearts instantly became one before the red-haired knight, and then the girl on the sixth floor of the building muttered.

“It is just as His Majesty Valen said.”

If it had been Valencianus, he would have laughed bitterly, and if it had been Tentia, he would have laughed with emotion.

The one-legged poor man Cornell just kept that voice in his mind.

Even though it moves like that, it gets so hot.

While muttering like that.

“let’s go.”

“Yes, Mr. Cornell.”

The officers and combatants, who had healed their wounds and gained strength through prayer, walked up the stairs.

* * *

I was already confused watching them move

“Not yet.”

If all went according to plan, Cornell was supposed to pop out and pretend to fight when Alsen was almost dead.

But contrary to the original plan, Alsen was still vivid.

I bit my lips nervously, afraid that something unexpected might happen.

“It’s an eroder!”

“Oh, God of Light!”

At that moment, four knights came running from the temporary church.

He wore chainmail and a thick surcoat, carried a large shield, and held a sword that burned with divine power.

“They are the knights!”

The cheers of the old poor reached their peak.

I took a deep breath and felt a little relieved.

First of all, it seemed certain that a picture of a paladin, a knight, and Cornell fighting together would come out.

“There’s Mr. Cornell!”

“You were right next to us!”

You came down quickly.

A girl with a clever and intelligent appearance walked out, leaning on a cane.

Her hopeful smile was befitting her peers, but her cane-assisted gait had the dignity of a ‘boss’.

The combatants who followed her ran forward, holding spears and daggers in their hands.

Sir Tentia glanced at me and nodded.

Her mana blade was filled with anticipation again.

The attack, which was just a light stab, turned into a slash that lightly cut off a leg.

The step that avoided the body slam became a fist that blocked the body slam from the front.

“Look, you wicked one! No matter how much you try to trick, the shadows will fade before the light, and the hero will return!”

The knights cheered at the rebuke using scriptures.

Cornell’s men stabbed Alsen with a spear.

Victory was within sight.

At that moment, my eyes met Alsen’s.

The creature’s head and upper body were not mutated, but its swollen lower body was crushed against the ceiling and half-crushed.

The head looked at me and spoke with its mouth.

I waited, he said.

“How dare that son of a bitch!”

I had a terrible premonition and hurriedly recited the spell.

The golden dragon’s energy rippled across his palm, and a spear of flame appeared in the air.

I tried to shoot the spear at Alsen, but hesitated for a moment.

The trajectory of the fire magic is very visible.

It’s only the third floor, so people in the plaza can see it clearly.

I recently got involved with an eroder again.

It was like there was chaos because of an experiment I did in the ivory tower, and they tried to cover it up by killing all the witnesses.

If anyone sees me helping Cornell, his approval ratings will plummet again.

I gritted my teeth and turned the tip of the spear.

Most of the flames were scattered into the air, leaving behind only a small amount of heat.

It looks big, but in reality, it shoots up with a whoosh and then disappears right away.

Sir Tentia, the knights, and Connell’s men cut off most of Alsen’s legs.

Cornell approached Alsen, holding a cane in his right hand and a javelin in his left.

Alsen blinked his green eyes sinisterly.

At that moment, I fired a spell at Cornell’s feet.

Wedge!

A spear of flame shot through the air, and flames erupted right in front of Cornell’s feet.

pop!

Cornell, swept away by the heat and wind pressure, fell backwards.

Shushu shushuk!

At the same time, hundreds of bone thorns, shaped like spears, sprouted from Alsen’s body.

Sir Tentia reflexively swung her sword to block the blow, the paladins ducked behind their shields, and several of Connell’s combatants staggered, bleeding.

“ah.”

And three long thorns like spears twitched above Cornell’s fallen head.

It was high enough to penetrate the head, chest, and stomach.

“Huh?!”

“Who attacked Mr. Cornell? He has white hair and white clothes!”

“It’s the third floor of that building!”

“That guy Alsen, was he hiding his power?”

“If you have white hair, isn’t it Emperor Valencianus?”

“If that bastard was like that, he would have joined hands with Alsen!”

I took advantage of the confusion of the old poor people and went down to the sewer.

I could briefly see the enraged Lord Tentia swinging his Mana Blade upwards and striking Alsen.

“Gentlemen! We have triumphed over the scoundrel, the Emperor Valencianus, and the corrupt candidate for the Senate, Alsen, and we have triumphed over suspicion and are united again!”

Cornell’s boyish screams were also heard.

You will be a great member of parliament.