Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 288

Episode 288. Demon King (3)

Looking down at the Arch Bishops with an arrogant face, Tsuare looked around at them.

The more this happened, the darker the color of 'fear' seen above her head became.

'The smoke keeps increasing.'

She must know too. If she were to be marked by the 'Arch Bishops' here, the peaceful life in the islands would be shattered.

Perhaps the reason he is acting so boldly is because he understands his situation.

You can't look down on someone. That's the mindset that has taken root.

'Even so, this guy will do whatever it takes to be in power.'

Ahem.

Tsuare, who had been looking down with contemptuous eyes, cleared the air by coughing in vain.

“His Majesty the Emperor has passed away. You said you needed proof of that?”

She waved her hand, as expected, and a small owl landed on her hand.

“I can manipulate small animals freely. With this, I can figure out what happens within the system.”

“……Just one bird?”

“Does this look like one?”

At Colparan's blunt words, Tsuare opened the window. After that, the owl flew out and landed on the branch.

There were several birds watching this place with their eyes shining.

“……Ahem.”

Colparan coughed. He crossed his arms, showing an embarrassed expression.

Even though there were so many animals placed there, I couldn't sense any movement. I felt once again how amazing Tsuare's abilities were.

'It would have felt more amazing if only the color of fear wasn't visible.'

The 'color of negativity' of the treasury shaking overhead was so fierce that it resembled a storm.

“What we learned through these servants was that the Emperor was not simply unconscious, but already dead.”

As Truale continued speaking, a heavy atmosphere settled over the room.

Not everyone gathered here is loyal to the Emperor, but they know that the aftermath of his death will be difficult to bear.

“And, the fact that Prince Kaldrak is using that fact to call upon his guards to retake the palace.”

This is the aftermath.

“……This is incredibly difficult.”

“I knew this would happen, but it happened sooner than I expected.”

Colparan and Eleanor made unpleasant expressions.

With two princes fighting, it will be extremely difficult for whoever sits on the throne.

If Yules wins, it'll be the worst of the worst, but even if Kaldrak wins, there won't be much good to say.

“If Prince Kaldrak were to usurp the throne and the people’s hearts became unstable, I don’t know what he would do as an example.”

In any case, Eleanor opened her mouth in a tone that it would be difficult for either of the two princes to inherit the throne.

I think so too.

'The best outcome would be for both of them to fall… … Hmm?'

Suddenly, Angelica started to move inside my body.

It is a movement that feels strange, rather than acting cute or being grumpy as usual.

'what's the matter?'

While everyone's eyes were on Tsuare, he pulled Angelica out and asked the guy. Angelica, who had stuck her head out, began shaking her head violently.

'ah.'

At the same time, a small system window appeared before my eyes.

***

As the first light of dawn struck the walls of the palace and spread golden light, the Third Prince Kaldrak led his soldiers towards the main gate of the palace to realize his ambition.

His steps were firm and resolute, and the procession of soldiers following him exuded a solemn and majestic air even in their silence.

“What, what is this…!?”

“Your Majesty Kaldrak, what are you doing now… Kyaak!?”

The place where the Emperor's bedroom and audience chamber are located. The Thousand Hand Army blocked the Kaldrak heading towards the third gate, but the wedge that rushed in in an instant cut them down.

As blood sprayed across the sky, one of the panicked Cheonsoo soldiers tried to draw his weapon.

“Ugh, ugh!?”

Before that, the witch Abisha gestured. Then, Cheonsu-gun lost consciousness and fell face down on the ground.

Cheonsu-gun groaned and writhed. The wedge approached him and stabbed him in the heart with its sword.

Cheonsu-gun's body, which had been flinching, soon became quiet.

“Who are you blocking right now? Have you become completely blinded by Yulsis?”

As I sent a cold gaze towards the fallen Cheonsu-gun, I saw other Cheonsu-guns running from afar.

“Your Majesty Kaldrak, we will handle this.”

Some of the wedges began to stick out and engage their opponents.

Kaldrak glanced at them once and began to walk again.

Eventually, Kaldrak and the Wedges reached the center of the palace. They stopped in front of the large Third Gate, and a man in armor stepped forward.

“Captain of the Third Gate Guard, Irvanil, greets the small sun of the Empire.”

“Do you know why I came here?”

"yes."

“Open it.”

The captain of the guard bowed his head and opened his mouth at Kaldrak's solemn tone.

“After His Majesty lost consciousness, his agent, Lady Abigail, instructed us not to open this door to anyone.”

“Choose your words carefully, Captain.”

Hearing Kaldrak's words, the captain of the guard looked at the wedges he had brought with him.

“Why can’t I go through the door that even Kikuba can pass through freely? Don’t you want to know what happened inside?”

The captain of the guard sighed at his resolute attitude.

“Open it. I will take responsibility for all the problems that arise here.”

The captain of the guard nodded once and then headed inside the door.

Soon, the sound of mechanical devices moving resonated, and the heavy third door began to open.

As expected, Kaldrak and the wedges headed inside. Their destination was the Emperor's chambers. As Kaldrak opened the door and stepped inside, a quiet and desolate atmosphere hung over the place.

If it's the emperor's bedroom, there should always be servants stationed nearby, and even if it's not noisy, there should always be noise.

“……Why is it so quiet?”

Abisha, who felt something strange because of that, opened her mouth in a bewildered tone. Even in such tension, Kaldrak did not lose his composure and approached the bedroom in the middle of the room.

Srrrrung──!

Kaldrak drew his sword and cut the curtain that covered the bedroom. Then, the pale face of the Emperor lying on the bed, not moving at all, came into view.

“……Your Majesty Adratan!?”

“As expected.”

Even upon seeing the dead emperor, Kaldrak did not even blink an eye. Rather, he felt calm as if he had experienced something like this many times before.

“Seeing how the system works, I expected that this kind of decision would be made.”

Kaldrak turned his head and looked inside the bedroom. Across the door, Abigail and Yules were watching.

“I knew you’d come barging in here too.”

“For something like that, your defenses are weak. If you wanted to die by my hand, you wouldn’t have had to take such a difficult path.”

With a sneer in his mouth, Kaldrak opened his mouth. The wedge was poised to strike at any moment, and Kaldrak seemed to have no intention of stopping it.

“Where did the Thousand Hands go? Oh, there’s no need to say anything. It’s clear that they realized your weakness and ran away.”

“You bastard.”

As Yules shivered, Kaldrak chuckled and laughed.

“If you surrender now, I will spare your life.”

Kaldrak, who had spoken, thought for a few seconds and then shook his head from side to side.

“No, I guess I have to kill him. I won’t be satisfied unless I kill him.”

“I always hated it.”

Kaldrak stopped talking at Yulsis’s sudden words. Normally, he would have stopped talking, but among all the words Yulsis had spoken recently, this was the most emotional, so he stopped without realizing it.

“Vulgar speech that doesn’t suit the noble blood. Your mother always spoke like that.”

Kaldrak remained silent and listened to what Yulisse had to say.

“You heartless scum of the royal family. You imprisoned and bury our mother…….”

“I’m sorry, Yules. None of those gathered here are curious about your family history.”

Kaldrak pointed the sword that had cut through the curtains of the bedroom at Yulisse and opened his mouth coldly.

“In this world, even the passing stones have their own stories.”

"……what?"

“But, you are the only crazy person in this world who thinks of destroying the country just because you have a story.”

Kaldrak smiled.

“You are nothing but a stone to me. A stone that only knows how to throw tantrums and be a retard. Unfortunately, there is no one here who will sympathize with you.”

Yulsis's face gradually darkened.

“So, don’t waste time and die by my hand quickly. After performing the ancestral rites for your father and inheriting the throne, there are mountains of things to take care of.”

“Phew.”

Yulsith sighed deeply. Kaldrak slowly approached Yulsith to kill him.

However, Abigail, who was by his side, seemed to have no intention of doing anything. Instead, she just looked at Yulsis with a gloomy face.

“The Demon King’s Vessel.”

Yulsis opened his mouth.

“Kaldrak, do you know what the Demon King’s vessel is?”

“……I don’t know. I don’t need to know, and I don’t care.”

"okay?"

Yulis scoffed as he watched Kaldrak continue to speak without any emotion.

“Well, then you must have come here without knowing anything.”

With a sarcastic tone, Yulsis took something out of his bosom.

“The horn of the demon?”

What he took out was the horn of the demon.

“To use that, you’d need at least a ritual that could be called a solitary battle, right?”

Even with the Horn of the Demon God right before his eyes, Kaldrak did not panic. This was because he knew that in order to utilize the Horn of the Demon God, a proper ritual was needed.

“Originally, the reason for creating the Lonely War was to create a vessel that could accommodate the ‘Horn of the Demon God.’”

“So, is that bowl even here?”

At Kaldrak's words, Yulis pointed to himself.

"me."

Then, as if it were a given, Yulsis took the demon's horn to his own head. A fierce light began to cover his body, and the magic in the room began to stir.

***

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⇒ A “Demon King” was born on the continent.

⇒ Trait, “New Swordsmanship” gives strength to the user.

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I sighed inwardly as I looked at the system window. In the end, it seemed like Yulsis had made a decision.

'If I had run away, there might have been a chance of survival.'

I stood up from my seat, turning the system window back.

“I guess we don’t have time for useless talk here anymore.”

“What do you mean, Yurian?”

In response to Colparan's question, I tapped my scabbard and spoke.

“There’s a war going on in the palace. So, it would be best to get out there and get our share of the Dawn Society.”