Chapter 65 – War Pigs (2/2)
Cautiously unfastening the bolt, she quietly opens the door making sure to not stand in front of it.
Multiple groans are audible from within.
“… Monsters?”
As someone muttered that, they wouldn’t know the answer without examining the interior.
Origa, peering inside at once, shook her shoulders with a start for an instant due to the scene spreading in front of her eyes.
“… Origa-san?” (Soldier)
“Let’s go inside. This place appears to be a prison.” (Origa)
The soldiers thought they had no business here if it was a prison, but due to Origa entering inside quickly, they followed after here since they were also too scared to object.
“Uwaa!” (Soldier)
The interior of the building consisted of a single floor with no partitions. Rows of people were tied to the walls with chains.
All of them, drooling with eyes having lost any kind of reasoning, are threatening the soldiers in front of them with their teeth. Although their limbs have been fixed by the chains, they are trying to escape from their constraints while making cluttering sounds, being no different from struggling, wild beasts.
Each of them, being nude, has the characteristic magic tool embedded within their chest.
“These are the people who turned ferocious through the magic tools, aren’t they?” (Origa)
Origa remembered people who became like this.
“Then…” (Soldier)
“The magic tools are probably in another building. This place seems to be the location where the people, who were used as experiments, are imprisoned.” (Origa)
In contrast to Origa, who calmly studied them, the soldiers looked at the experimental bodies with pale faces wondering whether those have originally been humans.
Suddenly Origa noticed that some of the chains were opened.
Once taking a closer look, the bracelet parts were still damp with the blood of people clinging to them.
“It looks like several were taken somewhere, but…” (Origa)
Origa, immersing herself in her consideration, passes time with her thoughts going in circles on how to move the violently struggling experimental bodies.
Abruptly hitting upon something, Origa began to cast targeting one of the experimental bodies with the arm where her magic dagger was affixed.
After several seconds the experimental body’s face is covered with a bucket-load of water.
Although it struggled even more vehemently at the beginning, it completely hung limply in the chains without taking a minute.
Getting rid of the water, the eyes of Origa, looking at the state of the experimental body, shine with a cool-headedness as they confirm it barely not dying.
“I see. It’s because it had been suffocating.” (Origa)
Origa, turning around to the totally frightened soldiers from Fokalore, gave them orders with a refreshing smile.
“Let’s use those experimental bodies as well. For the sake of Hifumi-sama.” (Origa) (T/N: They yandere is on fire!)
The Fokalore soldier had no other choice but to nod.
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“My king, an enemy invaded into the castle.” (Veldore)
Veldore, leading Yugu and an enhanced soldier equipped with a huge sword, looked up to the king sitting on the throne in the audience hall.
Commotion spread among the nobles and soldiers present at the audience due to Veldore’s words, but the king controlled them by raising his hand.
“… So? Why are you, who should leave this matter to the guards, here? And, what’s that monster standing behind you?” (Suprangel)
Veldore isn’t even able to conceal his smile due to the king’s words.
“This is my prided, magic-tool-using, enhanced soldier. This one unit has a strength rivalling that of 10, no, 20 ordinary soldiers.” (Veldore)
“If that’s the case, why did you bring it to this place? It’s probably more reasonable to use it for the defence of the castle.” (Suprangel)
“Fufufu…” (Veldore)
“What’s so funny?” (Suprangel)
The king can’t hide his discomfort caused by Veldore boldly laughing while showing his white teeth.
“You still don’t understand? It looks like you’ve grown old and senile…” (Veldore)
“Veldore-sama, this is too much…” (Noble)
“Shut up.” (Veldore)
One of the nobles tries to remonstrate Veldore, however ended up being silenced quickly.
“I will have you concede the throne from here on out. And, becoming the new king, I will show you how to get over this crisis.” (Veldore)
No sooner than Veldore saying this, an ordinary soldier, who stood close to the exit, inserted a stick into the door’s handle upon Yugu’s order.
“… You lost your mind, huh?” (Suprangel)
“Not at all! Many people have become tired of the far too long reign of the present king. Answering those voices, I’m only trying to improve Horant.” (Veldore)
“Are you insisting to the last that it isn’t out of selfish desire?” (Suprangel)
Seeing the king rising with a “Very well”, Veldore expected the king to resign without resistance, but the next words of the king were the exact opposite.
“Soldiers, arrest Veldore! This person is a rebel!” (Suprangel)
As Veldore shakes his head in disappointment, the royal guards within the room approach him slowly, however the enhanced soldier has positioned itself in their way.
The instant the royal guards flinched, seeing its face and understanding with a glance that it isn’t sane, they were mowed down all at once as it brandished the large sword.
“While you are at it, get rid of the bothersome witnesses as well.” (Yugu)
Upon Yugu’s command the enhanced soldier, who had massacred the royal guards, attacked the nobles and civil officials inside the room wielding its large sword.
Although they try to run away within the confined room, a pile of corpses is produced without even much time passing.
The figure, swinging its sword just like a stick without any kind of technique, made Veldore lift the corners of his mouth a visibly exhilarated joy, but the king gazed at the terrible spectacle in front of his eyes with a grim face.
(This country is finished as well, huh… ?)(Suprangel)
While thinking about the matter of him also getting gruesomely killed eventually, he sighed wondering where he went wrong in Veldore’s education. He sat down on the throne he had been continuously sitting on for several dozen years.
Now that I think about it, even I had to desperately produce achievements during my early days after I ascended to the throne, the king recalled calmly for some reason. Unable to think of anything but going straight ahead during my youth I considered military gains as long as it brought achievements. If I consider this now, it even cause unreasonable wars.
As a result of that, the country’s assets decreased. Even now the people are forcibly burdened with a lot by the country.
I don’t know whether I had been correct as king, but I can tell that if it’s someone nearby betraying me in the end, I likely committed large mistakes in some respects.
Once he realised this, everyone, the nobles as well as the civil officials, turned into corpses that completely looked as if they had been devoured by a monster.
Within the enveloping stench of blood, Veldore looks as if feeling sick.
“Pitiful…” (Suprangel)
As the king muttered that single word, Yugu drew close, holding a handkerchief against his mouth in exchange for Veldore, who still hadn’t recovered yet.
“My king. Get ready.” (Yugu)
As he was just fixedly watching at Veldore’s figure, without replying to Yugu, the door, which should have been blocked, burst open making a fierce sound. As the door was forcibly smashed to the extent of the opening and shutting direction being in reverse, the metal fixtures were sent flying and hit Veldore in the audience hall making him easily black out.
“Ah, this is opened the other way?” (Hifumi)
Entering while saying such a thing, being entirely dyed in red from spurts of blood and holding the katana in his right hand and the kodachi in his left was Hifumi.
Although his dougi is disarranged with his chest being exposed, he has no mentionable injuries.
“Oh, this guy is one of those fellows using that magic tool. How nice, let me see whether he became somewhat better.” (Hifumi)
Spilling his displeasure since the castle’s soldiers weren’t anything significant, he decided the next target to aim at.