Kill the Emperor Chapter 139 : Chapter 139

Translator: AkazaTL

Pr/Ed: Sol IX

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Chapter 139 : Ti of the Wolf

…….

Hendrick steadied his breathing and fixed his gaze straight ahead.

Boom, boom, boom!

Beyond the echoing sound of drums and cheers.

The appearance of King McPhein of the Esper Kingdom, mounted on the back of Taygete, began to show little by little.

Even though the distance was still quite far, Hendrick could clearly see McPhein’s triumphant expression.

That brat was simply happy.

So many people had poured out into the streets to celebrate his 20th birthday.

And the fact that he was flaunting his royal dignity amidst that crowd.

Snort!

As Taygete, feeling anxiety in the eyes of the people, shook his head, a rough breathing sound was heard.

At that mont a violent aura dwelled in Taygete’s eyes.

The restraint devices hanging here and there on the beast’s body emitted light.

Hummmm-

Taygete shook its head once with a pained expression for a mont, then devoted itself again to the role of carrying McPhein.

The fact that McPhein, who had not a shred of ability to handle monsters, could ride on its back and roam the capital was entirely thanks to those restraint devices.

In those restraint devices, crafted by Gilmore, the most outstanding mage in the Esper royal palace, a forced ntal stabilization magic of the 7th Circle level was imbued.

Taygete had to have those restraint devices hung all over as soon as it was captured and brought to the capital, and now it was rely moving its steps in a half-dazed state, having lost its vigor.

“Hahaha! I am happy, truly, my happiness knows no bounds!”

Of course, the foolish King was busy giggling, believing that all this was thanks to his own dignity.

‘Get ready!’

‘I understand.’

Hendrick, who was watching this appearance, secretly sent a signal to his comrades nearby.

Imdiately, the formation they had practiced in advance was ford.

‘300 ters, 280 ters, 260 ters…….’

By that ti the distance with McPhein closed to the 250m point.

Hendrick took out the gem he had received from Hein when leaving Abysin.

The command that their commander had given through the crystal ball 36 hours ago.

-When McPhein cos within range, split that in half.

‘240 ters, 220 ters, now!’

Hendrick gathered aura in both hands and then pressed down on the gem as it was.

Crack!

Whizz-

At that mont, a sharp sound echoed from the gem that had been split in half.

Snort!

The eyes of Taygete, which had been moving its steps weakly, suddenly began to glint while harboring a berserk energy.

-Then a very interesting event will occur, and the surroundings will soon beco chaotic. Then you guys use that gap to imdiately escape from the capital.

Snort! Snort!

“Uh, u-u-uh!”

Taygete lifted its upper body as if jumping.

McPhein, who had placed absolute trust only in the restraint devices, had to desperately cling to the back of the rampaging Taygete.

Crunch!

And at the mont Taygete opened its snout and chewed through the reins.

He ended up falling flat on the ground.

“Your Majesty!”

A surprised royal guard knight attempted to approach to help McPhein up, but-

“Ugh!”

-the royal guard knight also ended up in a state of flying through the air after being gored by the horns of the crazily rampaging Taygete.

“S-Stop it!”

“We must save His Majesty!”

The flustered royal guard knights hurried to approach to subdue Taygete and save McPhein, who had plunged headfirst onto the ground.

Snort!

“Cough!”

However, it was absolutely not easy to subdue Taygete, which was strengthened by the 8th Circle berserk spell ‘Berserk’ and was exerting power several tis its usual self.

The 7th Circle restraint devices crafted by Gilmore could play no role at all in front of Berserk.

“Argh!”

“Your Majeeeesty!”

Before they knew it, the number of knights rolling on the ground far exceeded ten.

Snort!

“Hieeek!”

Leaving behind the sacrifice of the knights, the eyes of the crazily rampaging Taygete and McPhein, who was crawling along on his knees, t.

“He…… Help !”

As if to take revenge for the humiliations so far, Taygete imdiately charged toward McPhein with its horns held straight.

“Aaaargh!”

The horns of Taygete, which were harder than steel, pierced right through McPhein’s ceremonial armor.

From the side of the King of Esper, a clear fountain of blood as vivid as Taygete’s madness erupted.

***

Slap!

The sound of a palm and a cheek colliding echoed in the Great Hall.

The one who slapped the cheek was Yefne, the mother of the King.

The one who was slapped was Gilmore, the King’s uncle.

Even though a shocking scene of the Queen Dowager slapping the Duke’s cheek unfolded, among the ministers lined up in two rows, no one stopped the Queen Dowager.

“How dare you, how dare you…… do you think you will be safe after committing such a thing!”

“I am sorry, Queen Dowager.”

Yefne drove Gilmore into a corner with a shrill voice that did not suit her petite fra, and Gilmore rely offered an apology while bowing his head deeply.

“I do not want to hear it! If-if sothing goes wrong with His Majesty, I will never let you live, Duke!”

There was only one reason Gilmore was taking such a sinner-like attitude in front of Yefne.

It was because Gilmore was the very person who made the restraint devices that were restraining Taygete.

“How did you handle the work for it…… Duke, rember clearly. Even if it was through carelessness, that cri of harming the body of the monarch of a nation must be paid for with death!”

Right now, in Yefne’s head, there was nothing but the fact that her precious, precious son was hovering between life and death with serious injuries.

The fact that Gilmore was McPhein’s most reliable supporter and a political ally sharing the purpose of checking Kunde had long since disappeared without a trace.

“……Take the Duke away!”

Yefne, who glared once at Gilmore, whose cheek was burning red with pain and sha, left the Great Hall.

Soon, the knights of the royal guard surrounded Gilmore.

“We will escort you to your residence.”

The word was ‘escort’, but there was no way Gilmore did not know that the purpose was actually to place him under house arrest.

Probably, that woman wanted to throw him into prison imdiately for injuring her precious son.

However, since she could not truly throw in soone who was a Duke of the nation and the King’s uncle, she would have chosen house arrest.

‘If McPhein fails to open his eyes like this, that wicked wench intends to really not leave alone.’

Gilmore, who returned to his residence, fell into thought while biting his lip.

The situation was increasingly walking a path toward the worst.

Even if McPhein’s condition improved, he would not be safe.

Even if Yefne, who still needed his political influence, forgave him, that guy McPhein would not leave him alone.

‘Even if he doesn’t have the sa level of spite as his mother, he’s a guy who is the number one in this country for being narrow-minded. He probably thinks it’s my fault that he ended up in that state. Originally, that guy didn’t like , calling a nagger. Maybe he will strip of my title using this incident as an excuse. If such a thing happens, my political influence will receive an irreversible blow.’

What Gilmore truly felt was unfair was the fact that he did not plot this incident.

This madness of Taygete was truly an enormous variable.

In fact, in the current situation, what Gilmore wanted to avoid most was a variable.

The plan of himself and Kunde was progressing smoothly, and as ti passed, the probability of the Esper Kingdom falling into his hands was also gradually increasing.

So, there was no reason for him to step forward first and create a muddy current in a board that was turning well, was there?

‘Dammit…….’

However, despite Gilmore’s pure(?) intentions, the situation was flowing beyond control.

Gilmore calculated two situations he would face depending on his future choices.

‘Waiting for the day while in a state of having lost a significant portion of the Duke’s title and territory, then starting the uprising’.

‘Starting the uprising against the unconscious King while maintaining the Duke’s title, although preparations are still insufficient’.

“……!”

The concern was not long.

Since his direct family mbers were staying in his territory anyway, there was no worry about being held back by hostage issues.

As long as he could escape the capital, he would be able to go to the hideout prepared nearby and issue an order to Kunde and the vassals to imdiately mobilize troops.

The biggest problem was by what ans he would evade the troops monitoring him and escape out of the capital…….

“Your Excellency! Do you have so business outside the residence?”

“What is it to a guy like you to know that?”

“Yes? Ugh!”

That problem would be solved by the seven mana rings that had protected him and made him dream.

“Duke McBride! What is this, Hack!”

In an instant, the heads of ten knights were separated from their torsos as they were.

It did not take even 5 minutes for the troops blocking the entrance of the residence to beco bloody sses.

In the first place, it was partly because the level difference between them and Gilmore was so large, but they also had not even thought that Gilmore would use such an extre thod.

Because the Gilmore McBride they knew was an existence like the incarnation of gentleness, possessing a fair and upright personality.

Beep! Beep!

Soon, signal sounds informing that Gilmore had caused an incident echoed in all directions.

Boom!

Gilmore directly struck a magic sphere in the direction the signal sound ca from, then imdiately chanted a flight spell.

Whoosh-

Then a fierce gale blew and wrapped around his entire body, and-

“The Duke is escaping! Shoot your arrows!”

“Catch the Duke! Deliver the ssage to the castle gate imdiately!”

-Gilmore, who entrusted his body to the wave of chaos covering the scene that had beco pandemonium, beca a streak of gale and vanished toward the castle wall.

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Thud, thud, thud, thud!

A group of warhorses galloped along the mountain path stretching below the cliff.

I, Hein Reichart, recalled a passage from a history book I had read a long ti ago.

-Between a monarch and a subject, the problem of trust is always bound to occur, and the problem of trust also serves as a standard to distinguish between a loyal subject and a powerful subject. At the mont of a crisis that has arrived, a loyal subject will try to prove their innocence, and a powerful subject harboring treasonous intent will try to use that crisis.

Looking at the warhorses starting from Kunde’s territory and galloping toward the capital, it did not seem very difficult to judge what kind of subject Gilmore was.

“Now, everyone gather!”

I clapped my hands and raised my voice.

Then the Haken Knights, who were resting while scattered here and there on the cliff, gathered.

Looking at them standing while divided into a formation of 5-man cells, I asked.

“Everyone would have familiarized themselves with who their squad mbers are and to which location they must move, right?”

“Of course! Commander!”

The organization chart and map that were already etched into their heads by checking hundreds and thousands of tis.

The mbers answered with thunderous voices.

“Good, then everyone will scatter as soon as the sun sets today. As soon as you arrive at the designated location, send an arrival signal to the crystal ball and wait at that spot. The hunt begins after noon tomorrow. You may let the troops before then pass through. However, after noon, you must never let those guys go to the capital with sound bodies! Understand?”

“We understand well! Commander!”

“The best thing would be to annihilate them on the spot, but that will be hard since our numbers are insufficient. In that case, aim intensively at the enemies’ ans of transportation.”

An operation to delay the forces of Gilmore and Kunde so that they cannot arrive at the capital on ti.

“If you cannot handle all the troops heading for the capital, you must prevent the additional reinforcents from arriving on ti even if you have to use thods like aiming at the horses’ legs or burning the wagons.”

“I have a question, Commander!”

“Speak.”

“Could a squad that judges the situation to be a bit advantageous hunt from before noon?”

“No. You must not do that. We will let them pass until noon tomorrow. Keep that in mind.”

I explained further regarding the intention of the operation with a faint smile.

“The primary goal is to make the regular army of the Esper Kingdom and Gilmore’s rebel army fight until they are exhausted and reach mutual destruction. But if you guys tighten the windpipe of the rebel army from too early and block the supply at the source, the forces of Gilmore gathered near the capital might be suppressed early. That must not happen.”

What I wanted was neither for Gilmore’s usurpation to succeed nor for the royal army to cleanly subdue the group of traitors.

Anyway, both McPhein and Gilmore were scumbags for whom it was hard to distinguish who was superior in being trash.

‘Fight to the death. Only then will my face be saved in front of my ‘friends’.’

I wore a cold smile while looking at the sky that was increasingly adding red energy.

Since the hour between the dog and the wolf is fading, soon the complete ‘Ti of the Wolf’ will co.

I shouted after showing a deeper smile toward the faithful wolves waiting only for the command to fall.

“Depart! We will show hell to the fools of Esper!”