Chapter 142 - Volume 8 (1/2)

Volume 8, Chapter 0: The Dark Twins, Part 2

A couple of days after the failed assassination, a crowd of humanoid figures gathered in the old castle in the center of the giant underground cave – the base for the combined Forces of Darkness.

The castle was said to have existed for thousands of years, and some theories proposed that it was the castle that the first [Hero] had built.

Thanks to the stories, those who entered this sacred place were kings amongst the Forces of Darkness, and with the amount of blood shed that dotted its history, it had been sealed for nearly a millennium.

But now, the seal had been broken, and several hundred from the Forces of Darkness had entered the castle courtyard.

“Is 《that》 thing here……”

“……yeah, there’s no mistake”

The First and Second Prince of the Dark Elves, the Crown and Third Prince of the beastmen, and their retinues of nobles and knights were here.

They were the so-called [Loser Gang]. Although they had the right to succeed the throne by virtue of their ranks, with their lack of talents, all of them were unlikely to become kings, and were even placed in positions where their lives were threatened because of their ranks.

Grasping at straws for power, they chased the legends.

Such as the legend that the one who controlled the castle would be the king. And that a [Sorcerous Weapon] had been sealed within the castle.

Of course, if there really had been such a thing, it would long since been in someone else’s hands. But, thanks to the skillfully manipulated “information”, they all assumed that this was some secret that only that had acquired.

The basement of the castle was dedicated to the “daughters” of the dark elven royal family.

They would be given [Power] to rule.

It was hilarious that they clung to such terrible information, but that was perhaps a better sign of how skillful Nefertia’s information manipulation was, and how desperately cornered they were.

Gathered here were the scapegoats for Nefertia’s attempt upon the twins’ life.

They would offer up the twins for sacrifice, and in the end, only Nefertia’s desires would be realized.

…… Or at least that was how it was supposed to be.

“Enter quickly.”

““………”“

Held roughly by their arms, Nefi and Rimi were thrown into the underground altar by their brothers, wincing at the pain.

They were still little girls around five years of age. Some of the beastmen felt a twinge of guilt, watching the girls hold onto their stuffed toy so tightly.

An ancient altar set in the basement of the castle.

The princes and knights were somewhat uncomfortable sacrificing a few people. But, for the sake of obtaining that [Sorcerous Weapon], they pushed their doubts out of their mind.

“Rejoice, my foolish little sister. You should be proud that we will obtain great power with your lives!”

The second prince drew his sword and thrust it toward the twins.

“Die!”

………*boink*