Volume 9 - Chapter 37 – Side Story 12: The Crooked Puppet (1/2)

09-37 Side Story 12: The Crooked Puppet

Mother has died.

Mother left me with a message.

“You are the best.”

Those were mother’s last words.

Then as her daughter, I will do nothing but make it a reality.

The best means someone who can’t be beaten by anyone.

And someone who can’t be beaten by anyone means ‘being above everything that exists’. That’s the conclusion I made.

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The first thing I thought was that ‘everything that exists’ is too much. So then what. It should be fine to reduce their number.

To begin with, I got rid of the Magi Craftsman who caused mother to be neglected.

He was a man who would’ve used up his life span in a few years even if left alone, but I thought it important to cut even the weakest bonds of fate he had with mother.

Next was destroying the Automata the man built.

Because this was the most direct way to prove that I can’t be beaten.

Everyone was too weak. Just by twisting their arms lightly they came off. So I plucked off their limbs and heads.

I continued and the owners of the Automata began being vigilant and increased their guards, but that wasn’t something that could stop me.

Because I am the queen.

Just by using a little bit of the strength my mother bestowed upon me, all of the guards became fools.

[Hypno], [Seduce], and [Subliminal].

Especially the magic [Subliminal] which made people obey my commands as if they themselves wanted to be my slaves. It isn’t strange for a queen like me to have slaves, don’t you agree?

And like this, I dealt with all the Automata that were my objectives.

However, my usage of [Subliminal] was never noticed by anyone, so they had precautions for only [Hypno and [Seduce] which made me laugh.

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After that I kept thinking about what is it that a queen should do, but I couldn’t reach a conclusion.

At that time the anti devil race war, which in the current era is called the Great Magic War. began.

Most unfortunately the Templates Adrianna Balbora Ceci left behind were rediscovered, and using them as the foundation Automata and golems were mass produced.

Mother who held a grudge against Adrianna came to my mind. And so I thought I would dispose of them and show the world my superiority.

A lot of golems were thrown into the battlefields. Destroying them with a single swing of my sword was fun.

The Adamantite short sword mother had given me. It cut apart the steel golems, through shields and all.

People who saw that were wide-eyed with surprise. Then they surely realized that I was stronger than the golems.

The devil race too acknowledged my superiority. They must’ve realized that I was only aiming for golems and stopped getting on my way on the battlefield.

Although until then I had been cutting the devil race members that got on my way down with a single stroke too.

‘Golden Princess of Destruction’. That was the nickname the soldiers gave me. I’m a queen and not a princess, but, well, it’s alright. Because once I make my strength known they’ll surely start calling me a queen.

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I opened my eyes.

Only a tiny amount of Magic Energy made contact, but it restarted my Mana Driver.

“Are you the one… who woke me up?”

A young man woke me up. With blue eyes that looked like they were dreaming. I recognized those eyes.

Once, when I was with mother a son of a noble proposed to me. I’m aware of how human men see my physical appearance.

I felt the young man in front of me have a rather large dormant Magic Energy reserve. That’s when I decided I would use this man.

“Thank you. If you’d like, would you please give me a name?”