Arc 8, Chapter 35 – "Life-Threatening Work"
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???: [Huh? What did you say?]
???: [I shan't say it thrice. ――As far as I can ascertain since I took the seat of the Emperor, I can match the faces and nas of all of the Imperial citizens.]
???: [Are you an idiot!?]
With folded arms and a mysterious look, Abel's absurd answer caused Subaru's voice to crack.
The setting took place within a dragon carriage, en route from the Fortified City of Garkla towards the Imperial Capital of Lupugana, now turned into the stronghold of the undead.
There were three dragon carriages consisting of the Kingdom affiliates, Empire affiliates, necessary provisions, etc. This was the division of the assault team called the "Rescue the Vollachian Empire from Destruction Squad". At present, Subaru had purposefully boarded the dragon carriage designated for the affiliates of the Empire.
His reason for doing so was not an act of betrayal towards the Kingdom but rather was driven by his desire to know―― the reason the Emperor, Abel, had joined the assault team.
Naturally, considering the important fight for the survival of Vollachia, it was only natural for Abel to take a prominent position on the battlefield. However, having experienced nurous unfavorable situations alongside Abel, it could be said that while he had wisdom, he lacked combat prowess.
There was no compelling reason for him to accompany them when only pure military power would be called upon in the future.
Subaru never would have thought that even Abel would be under Vollachia's influence, so if he was going along with them, there must have been a reason to overturn that. However, there was a possibility that he did not want to disclose the reason in front of the Kingdom's people, so Subaru had taken the initiative to board this carriage.
Without beating around the bush, Subaru asked, "What will your role be?"――,
Subaru: [Matching the faces and nas of all of the citizens…]
Subaru's mouth was left wide open at such an absurd and aberrant statent. Seeing how outrageously surprised Subaru was, Abel furrowed his brows in displeasure.
Vincent: [Do not misunderstand , I do not an every single citizen of the Empire. Just like the People of Shudraq who continue to dwell in the forest, the identities of those who remain discreet and unexposed are impossible to grasp. As such, it is futile to try to fully grasp all of the citizens in the Empire.]
Subaru: [What are you angry at, that's already dumb enough!? Because essentially, that ans you rember all your subordinates, the Imperial Soldiers, right?]
Vincent: [It is necessary.]
He put it concisely, but it was not the typical way an ordinary person would think.
Of course, one would not consider Abel to be an ordinary person, and the fact that he could match the faces and nas of all the Imperial citizens was aningful in the current situation.
Because――,
Vincent: [For that girl to remove the yoke of the undead, their nas are required.]
With Abel's indifferent words, Subaru beca concerned for Spica, who was seated at the edge of the dragon carriage.
Due to her situation, Spica could not be left unattended, hence why she, like Subaru, had boarded this dragon carriage. At the mont, she was sitting quietly, being comforted by both dium as well as Beatrice, who steadfastly stayed by Subaru's side.
In order to fully utilize Spica's Authority, Abel's abnormality―― his remarkable mory ca in handy.
――Star Eating had too many unclear aspects regarding its manifestation.
When she had succeeded in using her Star Eating on the Imperial Family mber nad Lamia Godwin, it seed Spica did not eat her Na, as no one had forgotten her. Nevertheless, the alignnt of face and Na appeared to be the key to that Authority.
Therefore, they had no choice but to rely on the thod that had worked once.
Subaru: [Still, it pisses off that your excessively foolish mory is useful for that purpose…]
???: [Schwartz-sama, that is a false accusation, is it not? Even if the person you are dealing with is the ruthless Emperor, who often treats Yorna-sama coldly.]
Subaru: [Is that your advice for this guy? Or your dissatisfaction towards my facade?]
???: [Of course, my advice to Schwartz-sama, is it not?]
Tanza, the girl clad in a kimono, answered calmly and turned her face away from Abel's gaze.
She was part of the assault team, and it appeared that she had so thoughts regarding Abel that revolved around Yorna, the main reason for her involvent in this battle.
From what he had heard, Abel had been persistently rejecting Yorna's proposals of marriage. Hence, Tanza had no reason to have any favorable opinions regarding Abel, but rather negative ones, considering his cold treatnt towards the Demon City.
Vincent: [I shall tell you this, what Yorna Mishigure desired was not , but instead a forr Emperor.]
Subaru: [Oh, is that so? Like your father or sothing?]
Vincent: [Farther back than that. If you wish to know more, you should question that person directly. The opportunity for that is still available, at least for now. Am I not correct, girl?]
Tanza: [――Yes. Even now, I can still feel the presence of Yorna-sama.]
Upon Abel's words, Tanza gently placed her hand over her own eye and quietly replied.
Her words were not wishful thinking, but rather a clear conviction derived from the benefit of Yorna's power, which she had been entrusted with. As long as that power was present, Yorna's survival was assured.
However, the uncertainty of the situation in the Imperial Capital made it frustrating.
Not only about Yorna, but also regarding Priscilla, whose whereabouts were unknown, and Al, who had stayed behind to help her, along with the concerns about Cecilus, who had wandered off on his own.
Subaru: [Even so, thinking about it that way… doesn't it show an excessive imbalance in strength?]
Struggling to contain his overflowing feelings, Subaru voiced what he had been concerned about, once again recalling the composition of the "Rescue from Destruction Squad".
Abel closed an eye at what he said, and Tanza tilted her head to the side instead.
Tanza: [An imbalance in fighting strength?]
Subaru: [Yeah, because we have myself, Beako, Emilia-tan, Spica and Roswaal, and also our up-and-coming Garfiel, don't we?]
Beatrice: [Did you just brag about Betty, I suppose?]
Subaru: [Yep, I did. Love you, lovely Beako.]
Beatrice: [Betty loves you too, in fact.]
After confirming their love for one another with Beatrice, who had chipped into the conversation, Subaru raised a finger.
Outside of this dragon carriage, the carriage running behind them had Emilia and the others boarded on it.
Subaru: [Halibel-san over there is also the secret weapon that Anastasia-san sent with us. This is supposed to be a battle for the Empire, but the room's full of external collaborators.]
Obviously, it was not as if the assault team had been ford without any of the Empire's people.
However, on the head of the list was Abel, who had made it clear in detail that his smartassery transcended the limits of any human, and then dium, who ca along as a companion after negotiating with him. Adding on, there was also Jamal, who had been promoted to a General for so reason, triumphantly taking on the job of the driver, having also been selected to be a bodyguard. The citizens from the Empire on the team consisted of these three.
The two of dium and Jamal were unmistakably categorized as those with a high powerlevel even among the people of the Empire, but it could not be said that they were stronger than Garfiel.
Subaru: [Tanza's also mine, so it's like she's basically on our side, right?]
Tanza: [――――]
Subaru: [Huh? I thought you were gonna get mad and hit right away, but this is a letdown… The ti lag!]
Tanza: [Please do not say such self-centered things.]
Subaru shouted as he paid the price for the joke he uttered, having been slapped with a force that exceeded his preparedness in accepting the outco. He instinctively squatted down with teary eyes, but Tanza simply looked down on him with a cold stare.
He knew he went too far, but she seed way too angry, even for that.
???: [Kakakakka! They're the ones sayin' it, Yer Excellency. That they can't see how serious the Empire's 'bout it. If they put it that way, it can't really be helped, can it?]
Subaru: [Yeah, yeah, it can't be helped even if we… UBYAAAAAH!?]
Beatrice: [Subaru!? What's wrong, I suppose!?]
Just as he was about to nod to the unexpected raspy voice, a scream ripped itself out of Subaru's throat.
As Beatrice rushed to his side in a hurry, Subaru jumped back in a tumble and clung onto her. Within the sights of Beatrice and Subaru, wrapped up in each other's embrace, stood a small shadow that was hunched over.
Appearing out of nowhere was the elusive Vicious Old Man, Olbart Dunkelkenn――,
Beatrice: [Subaru, calm down, in fact. It's just a tiny elderly man that suddenly appeared, I suppose.]
Subaru: [If a tiny elderly man suddenly appeared, that's either Olbart-san or a Japanese horror movie! Things they have in common are that they're both scary! Dangerous! And crazy!]
Olbart: [Whoa, you're yappin' quite the stuff there, boy. Seems like you're lil' as always, but how've ya been?]
Subaru: [Whose fault do you think it is that I'm little! I'm doing great! How about you!?]
Olbart: [I'm just peachy, too. Kinda lost my right hand, tho'.]
Waving his right arm as the folded part of his sleeve flapped about, thus spoke Olbart. Having been shown his fluttering sleeve, Subaru fell silent, feeling as if he would not be able to say anything without making the situation awkward.
What a devious trick it was, coming from this insane old man, trying to garner sympathy by showing his injury.
Subaru: [But, I fell into his trap, just like that…!]
Vincent: [Stow away your inner conflict for another ti. ――So, you have heard the details, Olbart Dunkelkenn.]
Ignoring Subaru, who had Beatrice caressing his head that he gripped in his hands while he agonized over his thoughts, Abel called for Olbart. The fiendish elder gave a nod to the call with a "Well,"
Olbart: [The spellcaster that's controllin' 'em dead folks's in the Imperial Capital, so we're gonna go n' kill 'em, right? I can imagine that Goz cryin' like a lil' kid after bein' left behind by Yer Excellency. Ain't he a poor sod?]
Vincent: [There is a role that only he is able to fulfill. Of course, that is equally true for you.]
Olbart: [I'm an old geezer who's over ninety, ya know? Workin' ta the bone despite all that… Ya don't have enough kindness.]
Vincent: [If you wish for a discussion regarding your retirent, you may request for one after this ergency has been expedited. Furthermore, I shall tell you this…]
Olbart's easygoing attitude did not waver even in the face of Abel, the Emperor. Overlooking the eerie elder's terrifically irreverent behavior, Abel added on one more thing to the end of his sentence.
As Olbart raised his brows with a, "Hm?" at the prefatory note,
Vincent: [I expect to not bear witness to any more of your bad habits for the rest of your lifespan.]
Olbart: [――――]
Vincent: [Therefore, I command you. Do your duty without pretense, Olbart Dunkelkenn.]
Olbart's lips pursed in response to Abel's brief but clearly intended words.
Rather, it was a reference to Subaru's considerable concerns about Olbart and a preemptive gamble to check them.
If Olbart were to beco agitated here, there was no one in their dragon carriage who could stop him.
However, Olbart went silent for a mont, then tapping his lower back with his remaining left hand,
Olbart: [Good grief, I don't like young'uns 'cause they got a lot of potential for growth. I can't believe the world ain't kind ta old geezer, Yer Excellency included.]
Vincent: [I am quite magnanimous.]
Olbart: [Kakakakka!]
Olbart laughed as if he had just heard the biggest joke of the century.
Subaru's shoulders finally relaxed as he sensed that this was the end of the quiet contest between Abel and Olbart.
Regardless of the humor of Abel's joke, they avoided a confrontation between the two.
Tanza: [Then… will Olbart-sama be joining us at the Imperial Capital?]
Tanza was apparently experiencing the sa nervousness as Subaru. Her voice hardened slightly, and as Olbart's eyes narrowed under his bushy eyebrows in response to her question,
Olbart: [It's a request from His Excellency, and I don't like tha idea of bein' told what ta do by a kid. A country that doesn't play its cards right when in danger's nothin' ta be laughin' about. Besides…]
Tanza: [Besides?]
Olbart: [Those other guys are still in the Empire, too. At least Moguro and that bastard Ceci are.]
Tanza: […Yorna-sama, too.]
The temporary partnership in the Demon City―― Although he did not know the finer details, it had been sealed between Olbart, who had infantilized him and so of the others, and Tanza, the two working together due to a mutual interest.
The two had a complicated relationship, but they put their differences aside for the ti being.
Of those nad, the being called Moguro and Subaru were not acquainted with each other, but at least Yorna was soone who could be trusted in terms of ability and personality, and Cecilus was competent enough to make up for his personality. If Olbart were to join them, the Empire's capabilities would certainly be enhanced.
Subaru: [But we also have Halibel-san here, so even with Ceci and the others, we have a slight advantage… or rather, Ceci is also one of my comrades.]
Vincent: [You think you can put a collar on that thing? If so, your understanding of him is limited.]
Olbart: [Oh, that Halibel guy's here. He's tha only shinobi in tha world stronger than , really hate that guy.]
They each respectively had sothing they wanted to say about the two strongest people, who were held as cards in their arsenal.
In any case, Abel's reasons for coming along and his stance, as well as the imperial side's military strength, were settled with Olbart joining the group; Subaru's doubts were also resolved for the ti being―― Although there were still so topics to be explored, such as the matter of dium's nomination as a candidate for Empress Consort.
Subaru: [I'll leave the subject of dium-san for when I get back. Also, what Rem said――]
As Subaru felt Beatrice's soft hand in his, he rembered Rem's parting words to him from inside the fortress as they were about to depart.
Her statent could be taken, in the most positive way possible, as a wish for Subaru's safe return.
Subaru: [I'll probably get really chastised when I get back, but until that happens, I'll take it as a positive that Rem is worried about .]
Beatrice: [B-Betty thinks she has shown worry for you without the need for such a debasing ntality, has she not, in fact?]
Tanza: [I, also, took it that way…]
Subaru: [Oi oi, it can't be helped, but you two don't know Rem. Well, there's a little bit of that to it because Rem is kind, but the majority of it is anger at … No, no, stay positive, positive…!]
Subaru almost inadvertently undid the suggestion he placed on himself and had to reassert the positive thought spell he had cast on himself.
Beatrice and Tanza looked at Subaru with apparent pity, but the expression of their gazes had no effect on Subaru, as he had reapplied his magic. Bam, he bounced back.
Jamal: [――Your Excellency, we are almost at the relay point, and the dragon carriage will stop for a while.]
Just as Subaru was ntally regrouping, the small window of the dragon carriage opened, and Jamal's report ca in as he peeked inside the car from the driver's bench.
Jamal, who was on watch around the moving dragon carriage, was startled to see Olbart, who was not supposed to be there, beside Abel, who was nodding in agreent with the report. Olbart waved his hand back pleasantly in response, in the worst way possible.
Anyway, once he arrived at the reported relay point, Subaru, having his doubts resolved, would return to the dragon carriage with Emilia and the others on the Kingdom side. But first, Subaru decided to call out "Oi" to Jamal through the small window.
Subaru: [I just happened to hear about it, but you said you're gonna die for Katya-san?]
Jamal: [Huh? What about it, brat?]
Subaru: [No, I'm just saying it makes no sense. Katya-san's been really sad after her fiancé died. Can't you imagine how she's gonna feel if her family also dies?]
Hearing that Jamal had confidently told Katya he would "go and die a courageous, splendid death", it made Subaru question his sanity, and he also felt lightheaded from the severe problem that was the Vollachian way of thinking.
It was why he wanted to make Jamal retract his announcent, and he also planned to make him swear and reaffirm that he would return alive to Katya's side.
However, Jamal blew out a disgruntled snort at Subaru's words,
Jamal: [Look here, brat. Quit talking rubbish.]
Subaru: [Rubbish? What's so rubbish about it?]
Jamal: [Katya crying 'cause of my death? I don't care about that. What's important is how useful I am to His Excellency and the country when I die, and whether there'll be a reward for it.]
Subaru: [See, you guys disregard your lives because of honor and all that stuff…]
Jamal: [What a thick-headed brat! She can't even stand up or bear any children! If that guy, Todd, ain't here, then there's no man that would take her as a wife! Katya needs the money to live!]
As Subaru attempted to stand his ground, Jamal spat at him with a raised voice.
Just like that, Jamal's gaze skipped over Subaru and was aid towards Abel, who was behind him,
Jamal: [Right now, I'm a General Third-Class. If I can be of use to His Excellency in this, then I can look forward to being treated as a General Second-Class when I die. That way, Katya can live in peace. I'm able to do my job as her big brother if I'm dead, more than if I stay alive!]
Subaru: [――Hk.]
Subaru's breath involuntarily caught in his throat at the intensity of Jamal's line of thought.
dium: [Subaru-chin…]
dium lowered the corners of her eyebrows out of worry, glancing at the silent Subaru. However, her actions ended there, and she did not object to Jamal's logic. Such a thing did not only extend to dium. It was the sa for Abel and Olbart.
Jamal's opinion made sense. From the viewpoint of the people of the Empire, it was a shared belief.
It was only Beatrice who had the consideration to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with him, moving half a step to cuddle up with him.
Spica: [Uau.]
――No, Spica had also gently placed her hand on his back, making an effort to support him.
Subaru: [――――]
Subaru's words were ignorant of the Empire's realities, making up an emotionally charged argunt against Jamal's logic.
But, the things that Jamal had said, and the fact that Abel and the others would not say anything, was wrong. If a reward would be granted for his death and it would ensure Katya's livelihood, Jamal could instead live, live, survive, achieve a successful career, and then guarantee Katya's livelihood with his pay.
Subaru: [It's possible, if the salary Abel pays to his Generals isn't itty-bitty peanuts. ――I've decided, Jamal.]
Jamal: [What? Ya got anything else to…]
Subaru: [That future plan of yours… I'm definitely going to stop it from happening. ――You won't die, ever.]
Biting down hard on his molars, Subaru made a declaration in that manner, as if he was also stating a challenge.
The mont Subaru's surroundings heard his words, Abel let out a brief sniff, and Olbart bared a gleeful grin along with a snickering laugh. Tanza hugged her own arms around herself, and dium widened her eyes before nodding.
And then, Beatrice and Spica lined up next to Subaru, gazing at Jamal.
As the line of three kids stared at him, Jamal narrowed his left eye that was not under his eyepatch,
Jamal: [Y'know, you're one freaky brat.]
Subaru: [Your friend also told that. ――I won't quit, though.]
One last interaction was exchanged between them before the small window was closed, and Jamal returned to his role of staying vigilant of his surroundings in order to stop the dragon carriage at the waypoint.
Subaru shut his eyes after seeing him out, then ca to an honest face-to-face with his own heart.
He understood that Jamal had his own ideas. And, that it was one way of thinking considered to be correct in the Empire.
Bearing that in mind, such a mindset can go and eat shit, was what Subaru thought.
Subaru: [Trying to save sothing else by dying… That's just――]
Nothing more than a heart-wrenching thod, one that even Abel could not endure.
That was why Natsuki Subaru had to continue rejecting such a thod, no matter what.
Contrary to the speed of the hurried dragon carriage, the Imperial Capital in question was far away, and it was terribly frustrating. The more he thought about what was transpiring over there, the more he felt a burning need to arrive there as soon as possible.
Hurry up hurry up, Subaru continued to yearn, his patience smoldering away.
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――The scene abruptly shifted to an unsettling situation under the sa sky.
Dark clouds lood, almost like the weather were foreshadowing the Empire's impending demise.
Because of the vast amount of water gushing from the destroyed retaining wall, the inside of its star-shaped defense barriers was flooded and forced the inhabitants to flee, turning the Imperial Capital of Lupugana truly into a city of the undead.
With the resurrected dead roaming around, the survivors continued to struggle trying to hide their breath in fear of being found―― Among them were not only those who hid and cowered, but also fierce individuals who sought to secure their lives by fighting.
However, many who wielded weapons would soon regret their careless decisions.
Once the battle began, it ant an unending competition against the undead resurrecting without end, comparing their dwindling life force to those who had already exhausted theirs, so they should not have any prospect of winning.
Ironically, the bravest would end up losing their lives, joining the ranks of the undead in search of the next living being.
The Imperial Capital had now beco a spiraling city of the dead, where the undead beckoned more of the undead, becoming a manifestation of hell, where the despair of this world reached an impasse.
However——,
???: [――As rare as this situation is to behold, it is not so much interesting but rather troubleso once you get used to the sight. If only there was a bit more competition to return to the stage once more! Then perhaps one could anticipate a few more highlights.]
While saying that, the boy's tied-back blue hair swayed in the moist breeze steeped in a foul sll.
The boy with a distinctive appearance in his traditional Japanese outfit and zori looked around, and made such remarks while shading the tops of his eyes with his hands.
His lively complexion and blue eyes were those of the living, deviating notably from the most evident features of the undead.
However, his perspective, taking in the chaos of the drastically changed Imperial Capital, was, in so ways, an opinion that was more detached from the living than the typical undead.
Depending on the person, a true transcendent being might be defined as being allowed to have the selfishness to render the distinction between the living and the dead aningless.
In any case, the boy's eyes glead with a certain brightness that seed cheerful and yet insane―― not insanity born from a complete lack of fear regarding the current situation, however.
Rather, because he had never experienced fear once since his birth, he harbored a gleam that could be described as insane.
Boy: [Well, repainting the battlefield by single-handedly and systematically cutting down any visible enemies all by myself seems like a legendary display of supremacy only I could achieve, but…]
With a gaze that would instill fear in others, the young man lowered his hand, stopped gazing into the distance, and twisted his head.
Boy: [I wonder why? It doesn't feel like it would lead to a very favorable outco!]
Throwing his hands up, extending them to the sky, the boy openly admitted his feelings.
With his abilities, the boy could single-handedly cut down the majority of the undead infesting the Imperial Capital, without exaggeration. Yet, the boy refrained from doing so. And so he was agonizing over his inability to put the reason why this decision eluded him into words.
To the multitude of people suffering in the Imperial Capital, it was a concern that veered far off-course, a luxury so off-course that might lead to exasperation. A concern that only the boy could comprehend, one that held no aning to anyone else, yet carried significant weight for him.
Groaning in acknowledgnt of this, the boy, then sighing in a troubled manner,
Boy: [I can't seem to explain it well. What do you think about that?]
???: [Well, I don't quite understand, but…]
Boy: [Eh?]
???: [Is this really a conversation we should be having before you drag up…?]
The boy squatted down, peering below.
Within his sight was a man in an iron helt holding onto the edge of a tall rooftop building he had chosen as his perch, trying desperately not to fall off.
He supported his entire body weight with one hand, but there was no other option. He was one-ard, rendering it impossible for him to support himself with both hands.
Nevertheless, looking down at the man in such a perilous situation, the boy―― Cecilus smiled.
Cecilus: [That's no good, Al-san. Since I've got no clue who or what you are, I can't decide whether or not I should let you be a part of my future history!]
Beneath the smiling Cecilus, the dangling man―― Al let out a strained sound from his throat.
The Imperial Capital had now beco a spiraling city of the dead, where the undead beckoned more of the undead, becoming a manifestation of hell――,
Al: [Oh, dammit, this is seriously the worst…]
At the very least, in this mont, this singular scene had devolved into a situation where the living without any need for conflict questioned the whereabouts of life.
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